A little tease from my story “The Vestal Virgin and the Senator”, published in my blog www.martkawaii.blogspot.com under the name “Весталката и сенаторът” on Bulgarian. Expect the full version on English soon. ]:).
.. Livia Amata also carefully looked around as she walked through the woods. The vestal felt both fear and excitement. Would he be here? Wasn’t she exposed on the risk not only to be revealed, but also to meet robbers in the dark paths of this place? Somehow this situation savagely excited her. She wanted to see him, to meet him away from the interfering light, away from the public eye, away from the Roman vanity fair, so they can approach so close one to another tо breath the night and the mysterious pleasures that it was bringing.
The animal in Apiy suddenly awakened. He wasn’t anymore the balanced Roman senator, he was the hunter and she was not the priestess anymore, but the animal, feeling in her bones that something will happen soon, quite soon. That her life will change, not yet understanding how and why… She already climbed well up the hill and was a little bit tired. However, may be he will not appear. May be she acted unreasonably turning her back on him that day. Was she too self-confident? Until now she didn’t had almost any contact with men. Well, except with the men, that were coming to pray through her to the goddess Vesta, trying to satisfy their needs and feed their daily life through the the wishes passing her.
She was meeting them on the streets. The men. She had a father and two younger brothers, who sometimes visited her at the Vestal’s house, where she lived from a dozen years. But she never experienced that contact with the men. The special one, leaving scratches on your back, strange sensations in your stomach, from which your fingers begin to shake and your sight – to blur.
She has never been with a man before. She didn’t knew how to behave with him, did she acted rightly this time? And while she wondered whether to leave or to go and look for him in another part of the hill or to wait a little more, Apiy appeared in front of her. There was something wild in his eyes, a special fervor. He didn’t just appeared – he threw himself into her, crashed his lips into hers, wrapped her fragile body with his strong hands and sucked in her breath.
Even he didn’t knew why he did it. May be above us, the humans, above everything that we’ve learned and everything that we think that we know, that we rethink, weight and only after that we do, sometimes the instincts override. The primary ones. And the only thing that we can do is to obey them.
Strangely, Livia was not even startled. Everything happened so naturally, her lips opened and took in his wet, warm tongue, a little later her legs also opened and admitted his cock.
They left their meeting bare, didn’t dressed it even in a single word. Their bodies were speaking and when they ended the wordless conversation, they putted on again the white robes, which concealed them and silently climbed down the hill.
They looked one another, watched themselves carefully, with desire and diligence to remember every detail of the body of the other, but not talking, not talking at all. What could they say? If they opened their mouths the issues, the fear, the accusations could sneak in, won’t they? …