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hathor_girlChapter 20: Hiding Together
Martouf POV.
It is only a few hours after we have left Malek's room, when someone knocks on our door. I wake up first, and hurries to wake Lantash, who goes to open, hand device on the ready if it is an enemy. We can sense the energy signature of a symbiote outside.
It turns out to be Malek, and he is agitated.
"Morrigan has sent forces. They will attack in less than an hour! You must get out of here. Now! She will not treat you well, since you are unknown Goa'uld, clearly vying for the favour of her arch-enemy Bastet."
"I assume your First Prime has sent what little you have in the way of ships and forces to meet her?"
"Yes - he will be protecting me with a small force, until Morrigan asks for our surrender. I will surrender to her, of course, unless Bastet answers my emergency signal and comes to help. Morrigan will not harm me, but she will probably not want my allegiance, so I will be allowed to leave soon after she has taken control. I will be fine - you will not. Flee while you can!"
"Immediately." Lantash says and we hurry back to get dressed in the most subdued clothing we have brought - if we have to hide outside in the forest we do not want to be too visible. If we have to pretend to be a human, hiding in a barn, we want it to be likely - though in that case we will have to steal different clothing, I guess. "Good luck, Malek!"
We meet up with Rosha/Jolinar outside, and go to a secret back entrance that Malek had told us about earlier. Unseen, we slip out and hurry through the night to the forest and the nearby human village. Hopefully, we will be able to hide there until the road to the chaapa'ai is free.
Rosha POV.
It's late night. We stole some clothing from a clothes drier line and are now dressed as peasants. We're currently hiding in an old barn, in the hay behind some boxes. We just managed to find this place, and hopefully, no one will discover us. It is the best hiding place we have found yet.
Most of the village is burning. Houses are destroyed. People are killed.
I feel horrible! Morrigan has been bombing the planet for hours. Since she dare not risk harming Bastet's 'underling' - well, Malek - and the palace, she is instead making sure the population suffers and that as much as possible of the production structure is destroyed. Bastet will be on her way to defend the planet, Jolinar thinks, and she will be furious, but that hardly helps anyone in their poor population.
Soon Morrigan will send in the Jaffa, unless Bastet arrives before that happens. We must hope she does, because they will search through every building, every hiding place. Depending on what they have been ordered, they will either capture and take everyone strong enough to be slaves, or they will kill everyone.
Regardless, they will first beat and rape a great many of the people here.
The population is being punished for having a god which is an enemy of Morrigan!
~Bastet is no god,~ Jolinar reminds me. ~She is the same species I am, as you well know - and I hope you do not think of me as a god?~
~No, not anymore. It just takes time getting over thinking of the Goa'uld as gods. I have learned to do so my whole life, after all.~
~I understand... and I apologize.~ Jolinar hugs me from inside - I am always impressed by how much that feels like a real, warm embrace. I immediately feel better.
~Jolinar... I think we should talk to Martouf and Lantash. I... if we are killed. I need them to know how I feel.~
~It is a good idea.~ She gives me control. ~Talk to them. It is high time they know anyway.~
Nervous, I call out to Martouf and Lantash, in a low voice.
"Martouf? Lantash?"
"Yes?" Lantash turns to me.
Martouf POV.
~I think Rosha has something important to tell us - and that she is feeling uncomfortable about it. Perhaps you should take control, you are more diplomatic than I am. Besides, we are pretending to be human peasants, after all,~ Lantash tells me.
I get control and look at Rosha, smiling reassuringly to her in the dark barn.
Despite the strong moonlight outside, the light in here is so low that even with Lantash to enhance my nightvision, I can only just seen Rosha's face and the contour of her body, but not her expression. I realise she will not have seen my smile. Instead, I put a hand on her arm.
"Rosha. I am listening."
"Eh, good," she doesn't say anything further.
"Is something wrong? Can I help you?" Concerned, I move closer to her.
I hear her take a deep breath.
"Martouf, you... I don't know how to say this... but, in case something happens to us... well, I want you to know - you and Lantash - that I've... I've fallen in love with you, I think. Both of you. That is, I'm sure." She bows her head, hiding a blush no doubt, and forgetting that it is much too dark for me to notice that.
~She loves us!~ Lantash is elated. ~Both of us.~
"Rosha... my sweet Rosha. Thank you for telling us! Lantash and I are happier that you can imagine!" I squeeze her hand. "We love you too, both of you."
"You do? You love me as well? Not just Jolinar?" She sounds genuinly surprised. So she has been as nervous as I!
"Of course, I do... we do." I smile at her, trying to hide how nervous I am. My heart is beating rapidly despite Lantash's best efforts to regulate my system.
I slowly lean towards her, wanting very much to kiss her, but giving her a chance to stop me if she wants. She doesn't, and our lips meet.
It feels wonderful - though at first I do not notice anything different from when I was kissing Jolinar. Rosha and I have gotten all our experiences from Jolinar and Lantash, so I suppose it is not surprising our kissing is similar.
I continue kissing her, and she returns my kiss. She doesn't even push me away when I press my tongue against her lips, but opens her mouth instead, letting me in. I feel almost dizzy and everything else around me ceases to exist.
My hand finds her side and slowly slides to her back, enjoying the feeling of her through the course material of the dress we stole earlier. I find myself wishing she still wore the outfit she had when we arrived here - it was much more revealing and I would have had an easier time getting to touch her directly.
Rosha has embraced me as well, but is only holding me. I continue touching her, and she is making small sounds, indicating she likes what I am doing. My other hand finds her right breast and touches it gently, making Rosha gasp into my mouth. I squeeze the breast, touching the nipple, feeling it get hard under my fingers.
My shaft feels painfully hard, and I suddenly want, need to bury it inside her. From Lantash's memories I think I know what to do, and I am about to push her down in the hay and rip off our clothing, when Lantash takes over, stopping me.
~Why!?~ I demand. ~She was willing!~
~To kiss and caress, sure. I'm certain she would not have been ready to mate - and even if she is, this is not the time and place for a first mating. And not with an inexperienced virgin - which both of you are. It would not have been a good experience for her, and I don't think you want it like this either. When we get home, if she is willing. I will help you control yourself better - try to, at any rate, as I am not really the best at controlling myself in these situations.~
Lantash is working to control my body's reaction, and my head is clearing. ~I think...I can see that.~ I feel ashamed at losing control like that.
~Don't be - I very nearly lost control with you. However, there are other reasons why this is not the ideal time for mating - the Jaffa could come at anytime, and we should be ready to hide and not make noises. Perhaps to flee or to fight. In any case, now, you should talk to Rosha, explain yourself.~
Martouf POV.
It is only a few hours after we have left Malek's room, when someone knocks on our door. I wake up first, and hurries to wake Lantash, who goes to open, hand device on the ready if it is an enemy. We can sense the energy signature of a symbiote outside.
It turns out to be Malek, and he is agitated.
"Morrigan has sent forces. They will attack in less than an hour! You must get out of here. Now! She will not treat you well, since you are unknown Goa'uld, clearly vying for the favour of her arch-enemy Bastet."
"I assume your First Prime has sent what little you have in the way of ships and forces to meet her?"
"Yes - he will be protecting me with a small force, until Morrigan asks for our surrender. I will surrender to her, of course, unless Bastet answers my emergency signal and comes to help. Morrigan will not harm me, but she will probably not want my allegiance, so I will be allowed to leave soon after she has taken control. I will be fine - you will not. Flee while you can!"
"Immediately." Lantash says and we hurry back to get dressed in the most subdued clothing we have brought - if we have to hide outside in the forest we do not want to be too visible. If we have to pretend to be a human, hiding in a barn, we want it to be likely - though in that case we will have to steal different clothing, I guess. "Good luck, Malek!"
We meet up with Rosha/Jolinar outside, and go to a secret back entrance that Malek had told us about earlier. Unseen, we slip out and hurry through the night to the forest and the nearby human village. Hopefully, we will be able to hide there until the road to the chaapa'ai is free.
Rosha POV.
It's late night. We stole some clothing from a clothes drier line and are now dressed as peasants. We're currently hiding in an old barn, in the hay behind some boxes. We just managed to find this place, and hopefully, no one will discover us. It is the best hiding place we have found yet.
Most of the village is burning. Houses are destroyed. People are killed.
I feel horrible! Morrigan has been bombing the planet for hours. Since she dare not risk harming Bastet's 'underling' - well, Malek - and the palace, she is instead making sure the population suffers and that as much as possible of the production structure is destroyed. Bastet will be on her way to defend the planet, Jolinar thinks, and she will be furious, but that hardly helps anyone in their poor population.
Soon Morrigan will send in the Jaffa, unless Bastet arrives before that happens. We must hope she does, because they will search through every building, every hiding place. Depending on what they have been ordered, they will either capture and take everyone strong enough to be slaves, or they will kill everyone.
Regardless, they will first beat and rape a great many of the people here.
The population is being punished for having a god which is an enemy of Morrigan!
~Bastet is no god,~ Jolinar reminds me. ~She is the same species I am, as you well know - and I hope you do not think of me as a god?~
~No, not anymore. It just takes time getting over thinking of the Goa'uld as gods. I have learned to do so my whole life, after all.~
~I understand... and I apologize.~ Jolinar hugs me from inside - I am always impressed by how much that feels like a real, warm embrace. I immediately feel better.
~Jolinar... I think we should talk to Martouf and Lantash. I... if we are killed. I need them to know how I feel.~
~It is a good idea.~ She gives me control. ~Talk to them. It is high time they know anyway.~
Nervous, I call out to Martouf and Lantash, in a low voice.
"Martouf? Lantash?"
"Yes?" Lantash turns to me.
Martouf POV.
~I think Rosha has something important to tell us - and that she is feeling uncomfortable about it. Perhaps you should take control, you are more diplomatic than I am. Besides, we are pretending to be human peasants, after all,~ Lantash tells me.
I get control and look at Rosha, smiling reassuringly to her in the dark barn.
Despite the strong moonlight outside, the light in here is so low that even with Lantash to enhance my nightvision, I can only just seen Rosha's face and the contour of her body, but not her expression. I realise she will not have seen my smile. Instead, I put a hand on her arm.
"Rosha. I am listening."
"Eh, good," she doesn't say anything further.
"Is something wrong? Can I help you?" Concerned, I move closer to her.
I hear her take a deep breath.
"Martouf, you... I don't know how to say this... but, in case something happens to us... well, I want you to know - you and Lantash - that I've... I've fallen in love with you, I think. Both of you. That is, I'm sure." She bows her head, hiding a blush no doubt, and forgetting that it is much too dark for me to notice that.
~She loves us!~ Lantash is elated. ~Both of us.~
"Rosha... my sweet Rosha. Thank you for telling us! Lantash and I are happier that you can imagine!" I squeeze her hand. "We love you too, both of you."
"You do? You love me as well? Not just Jolinar?" She sounds genuinly surprised. So she has been as nervous as I!
"Of course, I do... we do." I smile at her, trying to hide how nervous I am. My heart is beating rapidly despite Lantash's best efforts to regulate my system.
I slowly lean towards her, wanting very much to kiss her, but giving her a chance to stop me if she wants. She doesn't, and our lips meet.
It feels wonderful - though at first I do not notice anything different from when I was kissing Jolinar. Rosha and I have gotten all our experiences from Jolinar and Lantash, so I suppose it is not surprising our kissing is similar.
I continue kissing her, and she returns my kiss. She doesn't even push me away when I press my tongue against her lips, but opens her mouth instead, letting me in. I feel almost dizzy and everything else around me ceases to exist.
My hand finds her side and slowly slides to her back, enjoying the feeling of her through the course material of the dress we stole earlier. I find myself wishing she still wore the outfit she had when we arrived here - it was much more revealing and I would have had an easier time getting to touch her directly.
Rosha has embraced me as well, but is only holding me. I continue touching her, and she is making small sounds, indicating she likes what I am doing. My other hand finds her right breast and touches it gently, making Rosha gasp into my mouth. I squeeze the breast, touching the nipple, feeling it get hard under my fingers.
My shaft feels painfully hard, and I suddenly want, need to bury it inside her. From Lantash's memories I think I know what to do, and I am about to push her down in the hay and rip off our clothing, when Lantash takes over, stopping me.
~Why!?~ I demand. ~She was willing!~
~To kiss and caress, sure. I'm certain she would not have been ready to mate - and even if she is, this is not the time and place for a first mating. And not with an inexperienced virgin - which both of you are. It would not have been a good experience for her, and I don't think you want it like this either. When we get home, if she is willing. I will help you control yourself better - try to, at any rate, as I am not really the best at controlling myself in these situations.~
Lantash is working to control my body's reaction, and my head is clearing. ~I think...I can see that.~ I feel ashamed at losing control like that.
~Don't be - I very nearly lost control with you. However, there are other reasons why this is not the ideal time for mating - the Jaffa could come at anytime, and we should be ready to hide and not make noises. Perhaps to flee or to fight. In any case, now, you should talk to Rosha, explain yourself.~