hathor_girl

Chapter 15: Dreams

Rosha POV

I feel relieved, but also a little ashamed. I am lying her in the nice bed belonging to Jolinar and Lantash - while Lantash and Martouf are sleeping in one of the nearby guest rooms. He claimed he didn't mind, but it is not nearly as nice a room, and the bed is narrow. Hopefully, I will soon be able to decide whether or not I want to remain Jolinar's host, and then Lantash can get his bed back. With me, or with someone else.

Jolinar is already asleep, but I cannot yet follow her. All is new and strange, and then there is this odd tingling everywhere, all the time, from the naquadah. Jolinar says you get used to it, and even miss it when you are away, and I do believe her, but right now it is just downright strange.

Suddenly I find myself thinking about Martouf. He is very handsome, and I almost feel like he is reason enough to stay Tok'ra. I think of how it felt to touch him, to sit close to him, to kiss him.

Of course, it was not I who kissed him, and he was not the one in control either, but still... While I could not do anything, I did feel everything, as if I was in control. The kiss was sweet and wonderful, and Jolinar wanted very much to deepen it - to entangle her tongue with Lantash/Martouf's tongue. I shudder as I relive the sensations that had coursed through me, triggered by both the kiss and Martouf's nearness - and by Jolinar's thoughts and desires which had bled through to me.

Thoughts and desires that I have been taught no nice girl would have. And yet... I find myself unable to keep my thoughts away from how Martouf looked naked, how his mouth feels against mine... I finally fall asleep, but my dreams are very strange.

Martouf POV

Lantash and I blended fully yesterday evening, before going to sleep. It was a very strange experience, but now I know him better than I have ever known anyone else - and he me, of course. We are already becoming very good friends, and I cannot imagine - and does not want to imagine - life without him. I am Tok'ra, for life.

Lantash has experienced many things in his life. For a Tok'ra, he is very young, only 600 years, but to me that is very many years. He barely remembers his mother, Egeria, as she was captured by Ra shortly after his birth. I feel sorry for him.

He has been captured several times, and tortured, and experienced much he did not like while undercover as Goa'uld. He does not like going on that kind of missions, and only rarely does.

He as also had many wonderful experiences, though, especially with his mate. I am blushing just thinking of the things they have done together - and very much looking forward to experiencing similar things.

I even shared a dream from Lantash. I am certain it was his, because it was about him and Jolinar's former host, making love. It was the most intensely erotic dream I have ever had, and I cannot stop thinking of it.

Lantash is a late sleeper, and is not yet awake, so he cannot help me with the problem that is causing me some pain, and which means I cannot in all decency go outside this room. I really wish there was a pool in here - a pool with cold water.

The image of Rosha, naked and kneeling before me, comes unbidden to my mind, and I gasp out aloud and almost spill my seed then and there as I remember her leaning in and touching me. Her soft skin against mine...

Thankfully - but also embarrassingly - Lantash choses this moment to wake up.

~Good morning, Martouf.~ He grins. ~So, you are 'up' early?~

I groan at his bad joke. ~Good morning, Lantash. Please help me instead of making fun of me. It is beginning to hurt, and there is no way I will get through the day this way - especially if I meet Rosha and Jolinar. They will be disgusted with me! And what if someone had entered our room?~

~Help you? I seem to remember from your memories that you know very well how to relieve this 'problem'!~

~You cannot expect me to, ah, touch myself, with... well, with you present!~

Lantash almost howls with laughter. ~I will be 'present' for the rest of your life! Do you wish to avoid sexual gratification of any kind for all those many centuries, or only when your mate is not available? Worse, will you force me to abstain?~

I do not know what to answer, and just pleads with Lantash. ~With the control you have of my body, surely you can make my desire lessen - just until Jolinar is ours... I mean yours, again?~

~Ours. And I will take care of this... I did not always have a mate, and I do not believe I have forgotten how to do this...~ Lantash slips into control and treats us to an extremely erotic fantasy, featuring a naked Rosha and Jolinar, writhing under us. If he had not been in control, I would have moaned loudly. As it is, my groans are silent while Lantash uses our hands to bring us to a ground-shattering climax.

Jolinar POV

~What would you like to do today?~ I ask Rosha while we are finishing out breakfast.

~I... don't know. I should probably learn more about the Tok'ra? Try to figure out if I want to stay?~

~That is a good idea. You should also consider what you would want to do if you don't want to remain here.~

~I will. Jolinar... what do you think of Martouf? I mean, aside from him being, ah, pleasing to look at.~

~'Pleasing' to look at is an understatement. I have not had much chance to talk to him, we should perhaps remedy that today. He seems like a very kind and sweet man, as well as intelligent. We really do need to learn more about him!~

~You're very happy he will remain Lantash's host?~

~Yes, of course. Aside from the reasons I just gave... well, not only do they seem to be a good match, but there is always some danger when changing hosts - much more so when we leave a host alive.~

Rosha does not answer immediately, and when she does, she is subdued in her response. ~I had forgotten about that - that you could die from leaving me. I do not want that.~

~Rosha - you must make the decision of whether or not to remain a host from what you truly want, and nothing else. Being a Tok'ra is dangerous.~

~I promise I will think about it. Now - can we go and spend time with Martouf, and Lantash?~

~Certainly.~ I smile to myself. I want this very much as well. I find Lantash's new host very intriguing - apart from being very attractive, of course. I think back to when we were at Bastet's 'celebration' - back to how he looks naked. One more reason I very much look forward to resuming my relationship with Lantash.

Lantash POV

When we have finished breakfast, we leave to find Jolinar and Rosha. We don't have anything we need to do for the next week at least. That is always the case when a Tok'ra gets a new host. Unless they have very important work to take care off, they will be given time off to get to know each other.

We have only just left the mess hall before we meet Rosha/Jolinar. They look stunning, and I have to admit I am beginning to fall for Rosha as well. That is faster than I had expected. I wonder if I am being influenced by Martouf here, since he was already somewhat infatuated by her before he became my host. Never mind, I will just be happy love is blossoming so quickly - and hope it is the same for my Jolinar.

Of course, this all depends on one thing - will Rosha remain Jolinar's host?

"Good morning Jolinar and Rosha. You are a wonderful sight!" I lean in and give her a light kiss, hoping it is all right. She smiles at me, so I assume it is.

"Thank you, Lantash, you too. You look more relaxed and at ease today - you have finished the blending tonight?" She smile at me. "We were just looking for you - we would very much like to spend some time together with you."

"We would like that, and yes, we have blended. It puts the mind at ease." I tell her, but does not mention that if we had not relieved our sexual tension earlier today, we would have been quite tense. Looking at her, I can feel it will not be long before we are back in the same state, and having a male teenage host does not help. "Martouf suggest we could play a game, perhaps chess or senet?"

"A good idea, though Rosha would prefer a lighter game, which allows some conversation without breaking the concentration."

"Macala? Domino? Dices?" I suggest. Martouf and I are willing to agree to just about anything, in order to spend some time with Jolinar and Rosha. It may sound a bit sad, but I don't care.

"Domino sounds nice... and let's get a pot of tea and some sweet cakes from the kitchen before we begin."

"A very good idea." I smile at her and goes to fetch the food and drink.