Dangerous Games

John weaves his way through the dense jungle, zigzagging like a jungle cat on the prowl, he cannot wait to be with her again. The mercenary within him rears its ugly head, slicing into his brain with razor sharp precision. ‘Do you want to die? Is that it? Must be since you can’t seem to get pussy off your feeble brain!’ John struggles to ignore it.

‘You might be willing to die for that cunt, but I’m sure as hell not gonna! Now, turn the fuck around and go back to the airfield or the goddamned mansion, you simpleminded idiot and stop being led around by your fucking dick.’ John stops for a moment, fighting to squealch the persona that had been spliced into his soul so long ago, recalling the agonizing years of torture it took to place it there. He won’t let it win, he can’t not now that the real man, the man he was supposed to be has come to the surface, brought forth by her. He likes himself this way, the way he is with her.

For the first time since he can remember he can feel more than just anger, more than just pain and it feels so good, it feels so right, so good, he doesn’t want it to end, not now, not ever. Taking a deep breath he again moves onward, double-time, every moment of hesitation is a moment lost with her and he cannot afford that, his soul craves the comfort that she brings. He has become hopelessly addicted to her and now needs her like he needs his very next breath.

Marlena labors forth as the terrain becomes steeper, hampering her progress. Slipping in the moist earth beneath her feet she falls into the dirt. Picking herself up again, she looked down at her mud covered legs and hands, “Oh, great.” She grumbles wiping the dirt from her hands and off her knees. “It can’t be much further.” Grasping at anything that would afford a handhold, she moves onward undeterred.

Pulling herself upwards she can make out what looks like a clearing just ahead. With renewed strength she digs in and makes it up the last few feet of the slope. She can only think of John, how his arms feel around her, the taste of his kisses, and the weight of him atop her. What she feels for him far exceeds just simply sex, when she is with him she knows who she is and where she wants to be, something she hasn’t felt since she’d awakened. Before John came into her life she felt adrift, lost and out of place. She realized that Stefano’s smiling platitudes only reinforce her disorientation, adding to her feelings of emptiness. John had changed all that and now she couldn’t imagine what she might become without him.

She at last reached the summit of the incline and the sound of rushing water was loud and clear. Several large boulders blocked her view and she quickly scaled them, like an intrepid Everest climber. “Oh, my.” She gasped as her eyes take in the sight before her. Lucien’s description had not done it justice. The sheer beauty of the spot must have been what Eden looked like so long ago. Water rushing from sheer rock, the source buried somewhere deep within the earth, falling downward into a translucent, tranquil pool below. Enormous ferns jutting out in every direction, drooping lazily down, kissed by the spray.

Marlena lifted the camera to her eye. She wanted to capture its beauty for all eternity. Something tangible she could hold in her hand on the dark, lonely nights that were sure to come, she wanted to remember. Moving down to the waters edge, she knelt down and put her hand into the warm, inviting water. The warmth, the soothing sensation of it washed over her. Her eyes searched for signs of John, but there were none.

She sighed heavily, hoping he wouldn’t be delayed much longer. The water looked so tempting and she realized she’d worked up quite a sweat in her rush to get here, so she decided to go for a little swim and wash away the perspiration and mud, she wanted to be clean and refreshed for John. After shedding her clothing, she stepped out onto a large rock and located a good spot, taking a shallow dive into the water, she swam out to the center of the pool before surfacing.

John noticed that the contour of the terrain began to became far more rocky, he paused to catch his breath and he thought he heard something, straining his ears he heard what he thought was the sound of surging water. He leapt from rock to rock, racing to the top. The sound of gushing water grew louder and louder, but he couldn’t see the waterfall anywhere. The rocks were now flat and he continued forward, the sound of the water becoming louder with each step. Ahead he saw a ledge and carefully moved towards it, wondering if the rocks would hold his weight.

He quickly got down on his hands and knees to distribute his weight, crawling he inched towards the rim. Peering over the edge he sighted his reason for being here. There she was, below him, just yards away, the transparency of the water revealing her naked form. Before he could think, his mind flashed to images of her naked in the water, but it was another time, another place. Just as quickly as they had appeared, they disappeared. He was more certain now than ever that they had indeed been lovers in the past, no doubt separated by the Boss when their tryst had been exposed.

Moving now with an even greater urgency, John traversed the rocks and found his way down to where she awaited him. Nearing the water he began stripping off his clothing, without a care as to where they landed. As he reached the waters edge, she had her back to him, still unaware of his presence. He slipped out of his jeans and dove into the water to meet her.

Marlena heard a splash behind her but when she turned in its direction she didn’t see anything. Suddenly she saw movement in the water below her, in the clear water she could see John’s naked form, swimming towards her and she felt her heart flutter and a smile rushed to her lips. His hands touched her legs, up over her thighs, outlining her hips, and over her sides as he surfaced, flinging the water from his face and hair.

“What took you so long?” She said laughing as she reached for him with both arms wide.

“Some things are just worth waiting for.” He grinned and met her embrace. They held each other tightly as they treaded the water together, their naked flesh pressing together, as they floated, gazing into one another eyes. Marlena had an overwhelming feeling that this wasn’t their first time in the water, but she didn’t want to think about that right now, all she wanted was to be with him. She caressed his cheek and brushed her lips gently against his, teasing him before enveloping his mouth with hers.