All night Lucious was tortured with thoughts of Abby. He raked his mind to remember everything his mother had said about the Valkyrie, this information was very important, if he was to help Abby. No one must find out what he knew.
Lucious heard the door open, and threw his gaze to the stairs, waiting to see if Abby would be the one who brought his breakfast, but to his dismay, it was Hilda again.
"Morning Lucious," Hilda smiled, "I have brought you a healthy breakfast, eat it while it's nice and hot!" She said, and placed the tray underneath the bars.
Lucious narrowed his eyes, and wondered where Abby was. Lifting himself to his feet, he walked closer to Hilda, and wrapped his fingers around the iron bars. "Where's the girl?" He growled angrily.
Hilda rolled her eyes, and leaned her head closer to the bars, "You think to scare me with that tone of voice?" She said, and pulled back, "I know it's all an act! You can fool all the other witches, but you can't fool me!" Her eyes twinkled with laughter.
Lucious was surprised that Hilda was on to him, mayhap he needed to show more aggression. Kicking the tray of food with his foot, he yelled, "I said, where's the girl?"
Hilda waved her hand dismissing him, and climbed the stairs, "Good day warrior." She chuckled, ignoring his question.
The Druid warrior sighed, knowing that Hilda was a kindred soul. She knew him well, and was not easily fooled. He dropped to the floor, and stuck his hand under the bars and pulled the tray back. There was a small feast for him to eat, and he was starving!
Chewing on the venison, Lucious pondered on the fact that Abby was a Valkyrie, and a queen at that! How was that possible, he thought, she was small, petite to be exact, how could she be a warrior queen?
Lucious swallowed the potatoes, and lifted his goblet to his lips, mayhap, he thought, drinking more than his share of ale will help him with his troubled thoughts. The only good thing about this whole mess was the fact that Abby was immortal. His heart swelled just thinking about her, he wanted her badly. He wanted to run his fingers through her thick mane of raven tresses, he wanted to feel her body up against his, and rub his manhood against her thighs. The warrior closed his eyes, as he fell into a dreamy state of mind, and continued his thoughts on what else he wanted, when the door to the dungeon opened, and his eyes flew open.
He recognized those soft footsteps, they belonged to Abby! Jumping to his feet, he wrapped his hands around the bars, and waited to see her beautiful face.
"Hello Lucious." She said softly, holding a snowball in each hand.
Lucious eyed the snowballs, not trusting himself to look into her eyes. Eyes of deep pools of blue ocean, eyes that pulled at him, and claimed his heart. Stop! You must stop Lucious! He told himself. She is not for you! Don't destroy her, let her be!
Her eyes sparkled with joy, as she lifted her hands and said softly, "I brought you two snowballs, trusting that this time you won't destroy them." She said innocently.
The warrior grabbed the snowballs, and whipped them on the stone wall behind him, angrily, "I told you to leave me alone! Why did you come back!" He snarled.
Abby stared at him, horrified and hurt by his actions, "I thought maybe I could lift your mood." She said with trembling lips. "You seem miserable, and lonely down here, mayhap I could keep you company and tell you a few stories that I know." She told him,
"Are you daft? I said leave and don't come back, what part of that don't you understand?" He growled.
She ignored him, and sat herself on the ground, next to the iron bars, determined to break the icy coldness of his heart, and warm him with her stories.
Lucious stared down at her, and for the life of him, could not understand what she wanted of him. He threw his huge body on the ground in front of her with only the iron bars separating them, and narrowed his eyes. "I guess sitting here, and pretending to pay attention to a few of your stupid fairy tales, might help to make you go away sooner than later!"
Abby ignored his insult and held back hers tears. She was going to melt the ice in his heart if it was the last thing she did!
"There once was an old man who lived by himself," she said, and watched as Lucious eyes softened, and his body relaxed. "His name was Oliver, and he had a cat. The cat was his only companion on cold winter nights. They sat every evening by the window and watched the snow fall..."
Her voice was soft, a gentle breeze that caressed his soul, closing his eyes, his mind wandered, where it had no bussiness going. He tried, damn him, he tried, but he could not stop the wanting, the longing to take her into his arms, and caress her, kiss her, make wild love to her.
He told himself that he was mad, this was wrong, she was but a child. No! She is not a child, she is older than you, thousand of years older than you! Take her, use her, make love to her, taste her sweet velvety skin on your tongue! He argued with himself.
STOP! STOP! STOP!
Lucious didn't know how to stop, but he knew that he had to do something before he lost control. Thrusting his hands through the iron bars, he grabbed her pony tail, and pulled her head forward.
Twisting the pony tail tightly, he shifted his body closer to hers, and locked his eyes with hers. "Get the hell out of here, do you understand me? Do not ever come back! I don't care to hear your stories!" He said through clenched teeth.
Showing no fear, Abby looked at him, with her beautiful deep blue eyes, and Lucious was about to loose his mind. "Leave me alone!" He yelled, and held on to his heart, because he felt it slowly melting away.
Abby quietly looked up at him, "No Abby," he groaned, "run, save yourself, I'm no good for you lass."
Abby did not blink once, afraid that is if she did, tears would spill, and form a river. She didn't understand why he was so mean to her, was she that repulsive to him that he would treat her so? She wondered sadly, as a tear escaped and glided down her face.
Lucious's heart tightened. A strangled sound rumbled deep in his throat, he never wanted to cause her pain, he wanted to hold her, love her, and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Knowing that he would regret this later, he pulled her head closer to the bars, and leaned in and kissed her.
Her warm lips tasted of strawberry wine, he lost his senses, and knew that he had crossed the invisible line, but he could not stop, he didn't know how too, he didn't want to ever let her go. She did not pull back, or even try to stop him from kissing her, she allowed him to kiss her, and a sweet moaned escaped from her lips.
Every cell in his body came to life, every single cell awakened, and he wanted her badly. He wanted to touch every inch of her body, he wanted to spill his seed inside her, he wanted to claim her, and mark her body, branding her his woman! The warrior pulled his lips from hers, and leaned his forehead on hers.
Closing his eyes tightly he whispered, "Abby what have I done!"
Abby was lost in her own world, things were happening to her body that she was not familiar with. She never knew that a man can make her feel these things. All she knew was the pain that Robert had caused her. This was different, this was way different! She felt loved and cherished, she felt hope for once in her life, and she surrendered to his touch, feeling safe and happy.
Lucious let go of her, and pulled back. Lifting himself to his feet, he whirled around and smashed his fist on the stone wall. Wincing with pain, he placed his hands on the wall, and dropped his head.
"Leave Abby, and don't ever return here!" He said hoarsely.
Hurt by all that transpired, Abby picked herself up, and ran up the stairs. Lucious heard her cries, and his heart squeezed with pain. "Oh GOD, how will I get through this!" He yelled, and slammed his other fist against the wall. The pain that he felt in his hands was nothing compared to the pain that speared through his heart, not to mention the aching, throbbing pain he felt in his shaft.
His need of her pierced through his loins and he moaned out loud, unable to hold off anymore the need that burned inside, he pulled the kilt off his tapered waist, dropping it to the ground, and grabbed his massive oversized shaft, stroking it wildly, desperate to release his seed, that had him slave to her!
He moaned with pleasure and trembled as the spasms traveled across his body, sparks of fire that exploded and burned his insides. Lucious dropped to his knees, as the aftershocks swept through his body like a wild fire leaving nothing in its way.
This was dangerous, he thought, he had lost his control. Abby had power over him, and that scared him. Zapping himself out of the prison cell, Lucious swam in the ocean, releasing all the built up tension inside him. He swam for hours, until his erection dissapeared, and his mind was free of her, until his aching heart stopped twisting with pain, only then did he come out of the water, only then did he return to his prison.
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