Camalot pt12

Red’s hand held tighter as he pulled Jeanne into a tight embrace as they fell. They fell for several long moments before they hit the freezing water of an underground river with a huge splash.
The current was strong and pulled them fast. Jeanne clung to Red as he fought to get near the side, but their was nothing to grab and no shore to go to. The river took them further down. Several times nearly pulling them under its devilish waves. The water was deadly cold, and Red’s whole body was numb. He looked down at d’Arc and could see she was pale as death, her eyes closed.
“Don’t you die on me!” Red barked out. “Open your eyes!” He yelled, but still nothing. “I said fucking open your eyes!”
Slowly d’Arc’s eyes opened and she coughed. “Are we dead yet?”
“Were not dying well i still draw breath damn it.” He told her. Panic began to stricken Red he knew if they didn’t get out of the cold ice waters soon they were both going to die. As if on cue he felt his feet drag against ground as they rounded a corner and a landed appeared. Red forced all his strength to pull them out of the deadly waters onto the sandy cove. He laid Jeanne down well away from the waters and collapsed down beside her. His strength and will wanting to leave me.
“No stay awake damn it Red!” He growled to himself and he rolled over to Jeanne. “Wake up, wake up!”
Jeanne’s eyes fluttered open, her face was pale and her skin sickly cold. “We... out... of clothes... body... heat..”
Red knew what she meant and knew they needed out of their cold wet clothes. Quickly he fumbled around with her belts of knifes. His fingers were numb and that made it hard. But soon her clothes were off and he took his off. He laid down beside her, pressing his body up to hers and with his arms he began rubbing her body all over, trying to bring the flow of blood back to her.
“Come on Jeanne, your tougher than this.” He whispered to her as he rubbed harder. The motion of his arms and the anger that was building in him warmed him greatly, but he knew every minute that d’Arc lay unmoving was another minute closer to death.
“Bo...dy heat.... Red... do... it...” Jeanne stuttered out, slowly a bit of colour returning to her.
“I... i...” He started but knew she was right, if they were both to survive this, they had to get warm and fast.
He rolled himself on top of her and stared down at her and her exposed body. His arousal built, she was beautiful he thought to himself, her features were soft, when she wasn’t using that sharp tongue of hers he thought.

Red awoke to fingers gliding up his chest softly. He glanced over to see d’Arc awake and looking far better then she had hours before. He went to sit up but her hand pushed him back down.
“I...” he started to say, but her mouth found his and silenced him as their lips met and her tongue entwined with his in a passionate dance. Her hands moved up his muscular chest and around his neck where she drew him into a deep kiss.
Red’s hands caressed her slender body, enjoying the curves of her hips and buttocks. Her skin was so soft and smooth it drove his senses wild as his hands explored all he could reach.
She broke away from the kiss and nibbled the nap of his neck and down his chest, following the light trail of hair down to his tightly toned stomach.
Red gasped out loud as he felt her tongue encircle the tip of him, flicking and teasing him, building his arousal. A loud moan escaped him as he felt her mouth finally around him fully, nearly taken him all in. Her warm mouth sliding up and down his manhood drawing louder gasps and moans from him. Time seemed to stand still as his senses sparked and electrified him like nothing had ever before.
Finally he could take no more he pulled her to him and moved almost on top of her, his mouth finding hers again. His hand ran up her side and cupped her firm large breasts, his finger encircled her nipple, arousing it even further then it already was. His fingers lightly pinched it, causing her to moan and her body to quiver uncontrollably.
He nibbled her ear lobe as his fingers glided down her slender side and found her hips. His fingers teased her inner thighs with light touches, until finally he ran his fingers down her womanhood. She moaned again and parted her legs slightly. Slowly he ran his fingers up and down stopping and slowly entering his fingers but part way before pulling out again. She was already wet with arousal but the teasing was intensifying the experience, as her breaths were deeper and louder.
“Please, no more teasing!” She gasped, barely a whisper and his finger drove deep, working rhythmically.
He could feel her womanhood pulse and tighten around his fingers as her body shuttered and a loud moan escaped her. But he didn’t stop, he worked his fingers faster and deeper still, until her breaths were hard and ragged, her eyes shut tightly and she had to tighten her legs trapping his hand so it could no longer move. Finally when her womanhood relaxed she opened them again. He smiled at her and she returned it with a devilish smile of her own, pushing him over on his back and straddling him.
She pushed down and he entered her all the way, both moaned together as one. Their hips moved as one, grinding and thrusting together, getting as deep and hard as they could trying each time to go further. Both were near lost in the sexual entanglement, nothing around them matter nor existed.
Red’s hand caressed up for toned smooth stomach and cup each breast in his hands, he pinch both nipples and she exploded into an ecstasy starved cry as he felt her womanhood tighten around his shaft making hard for him to thrust. But this only gave him more incentive as he pushed harder heightening her climax and bring to bear his own. Harder and harder he thrust his own climax moments away, her hand came down on his chest and her nails dug deep into his chest as she could no longer control herself, as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted her uncontrollable. The added sensation of pain mixed with the sexual pleasure tipped him over the edge with a ragged moan of exhaustion.
They both collapsed, their breathing hard and laboured. Their sweat mingled together until finally she rolled off of him and sleep found them both.