Title: Winter Keywords: Ff mast 1st cons fantasy The young woman stood in the doorway, covered in her heavy cloak and shivering. The snow blew into the home through wisps of her red hair. Her lips turned blue from exposure. She gazed pleadingly with green eyes to the lithe woman who opened the door. She didn't speak; she didn't need to. Her host ushered her in quickly and closed the door behind her. "Get that wet cloak off and sit by the fire." The host insisted. The young woman complied; she took off her cloak and handed it to her host. The young woman rubbed her arms and sat next to the hearth. Frost covered the young woman's skin where it was exposed to the elements. She was not well dressed for the weather; her upper thighs and shoulders were only covered by the cloak, and the rest was clad only in thin leather. She took a moment to examine her host; a lithe woman with white - almost blue - skin and ears that came to the subtlest of points that parted the sheets deep blue and black hair that flowed down her shoulders and back. She wore a very thin lace white dress that gave the young woman a good impression of her hosts intimate features. The host brought a kettle and hung it near the fire. "What's your name?" she asked. The young woman looked up at her host with a small smile. Her teeth chattered. "Naomi." She said. The host tilted her head slightly. "Do you have a family name?" She took an earthen mug from the mantel and placed it on the hearth to warm. Naomi shook her head. "I am Calia, daughter of the Dawnstar house ...and some other things, and I welcome you to my home." She placed a small herb pouch in the mug and poured some of the water from the kettle over it. Naomi picked the mug up and took a sip from it. She grimaced at the taste but held the warm mug next to her face. "Normally, you are supposed to let the leaves steep for a few minutes, but under the circumstances, I won't hold your haste against you." Calia said with a smile. "What are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?" "I lost my way." Naomi said in response. Her voice was younger than Calia guessed from her appearance. "There are no trade paths within a day's walk of my front door." Calia pressed the young woman. Naomi looked away from Calia to gaze into the fire. "I was banished by my father." She admitted. "Ah." Calia said. She stood from the fire and wiped a small bead of sweat from her forehead. "You will forgive me for asking, but I am terrible at guessing the age of women of your breeding. How old are you?" "Twelve summers." Naomi said. "I think. I've been wandering for a long time, and can't remember the last time I felt summer." Naomi moved closer to the fire. The air in the home was nearly as cold as the of the outside - except near the hearth - but she was thankful to be out of the wind and snow. "It is summer." Calia said with a small chuckle. "How many seasons of endless days have you seen?" "Two. I suppose fourteen summers, then." Naomi answered. "Do you have anything I may wrap myself in until my cloak is dried?" Calia nodded and walked through a door to another room of the small house. She returned with a heavy blanket and offered it to young woman. "If you will permit it, I will impose only long enough for my cloak and boots to dry and the frost to melt from my bones." The young woman said while wrapped from neck to shin in the blanket. "Nonsense. You will have a good meal and a night's rest at the very least." Calia insisted. "Thank you, Calia." Naomi said with a smile. She sat on the hearth and sipped more of the tea. It tasted better to her after it had time to steep. "Why aren't you cold?" Calia chuckled a little and shrugged. "I'm from this place. Or, I should say, I am from a place that is not far. This is very comfortable to me." She stood at a table and cleared a space on it to prepare food. "When is the last time you ate?" She asked. "A few days, I think." Naomi answered. She let the blanket fall around her shoulders as the biting cold had finally left her skin. Calia busied herself with the preparation of food; a simple mean of bread and roast meat which she warmed on the spit over the fire. Calia sat down and looked at the young woman. "Do you have somewhere to go tomorrow?" She asked while tending the fire. A bead of sweat trickled from her forehead and down her neck to her bosom. Naomi diverted her eyes from the woman and shook her head. "No. I'll find a place to stay out of the weather; I always do." Calia pulled the spit from the fire and pushed the meat off the skewer onto the bread. "A priestess lives here with me." She said as she handed Naomi the small meal. "She left a few weeks ago to attend to obligations at the temple, and will not be back for several more weeks." She looked the young woman in the eyes "I could use the company." "I do not wish to impose on you." Naomi said. She bit her lip as she looked the older woman in the eyes. "There would be no imposition." Calia said with a smile. "I desire companionship. I have means, so you will not be causing me any hardship." "If you wish." Naomi said. She tried to hide her grin. The young woman had not been welcomed anywhere since before she had been banished. "May I ask you a question?" "Of course." "If you have means, why do you live out here in the wastes?" Naomi asked while eating her meal. Calia let out a sudden sigh. "There are things about my life which made staying in the city... uncomfortable." She smirked. "You will see when we go to replenish our provisions." Naomi nodded. Her empty belly filled quickly with the warm meal provided by her host. "You ate that quickly. Do you need more?" Naomi shook her head. "No, thank you." She said and pulled the blanket more tightly around her. "I am tired, and would like to rest, if that is ok." Calia nodded at the young woman, stood, and offered her hand to Naomi. She walked the young woman through the only other door in the small home to a bed chamber. Walls of the room were lined with bookshelves which held more books than Naomi had seen in the sum of her life. A second fireplace sat inset in the wall near the bed. Calia knelt down near the fireplace and arranged kindling and fuel to start a fire. "I ask that you don't wear anything metal in the bed; the bedding is hard to replace." Naomi looked down at herself. She flicked her finger at the buckles of her leather clothes. "That would leave me nude." She said with hesitation. Calia stood from the nascent fire in the fireplace. She didn't even turn to look at Naomi; she just reached up her own back and released the clasp holding her dress on. The thin lace fell to the floor and left her totally nude. "Nudity does not bother me." She said and turned her head to give Naomi a sly smile. Naomi smiled nervously at Calia and turned away from her. She fought with the buckles on her leather corset before the tight garment finally released her from its tight grip. She slid the garment down her legs as the front and back were joined through the crotch. She sat on the bed and unbuckled her leather leggings. Calia pulled back the blanket and slipped into the bed. She held the blanket open and waited for Naomi. The young woman hesitated. "Have you not shared a bed before?" Calia asked. "Never in nudity." Naomi said. She stood and covered her mound with her hands for a semblance of modesty. "You need not be so modest. It is nothing I have not seen on myself." Calia patted the bed invitingly. Naomi let her hands fall to the side before she climbed into the bed. Calia noted that the young woman had groomed herself recently - but not so recently as to have child-like baldness. Calia pulled the blanket around Naomi and herself; she laid on her side with her hand across the younger woman's belly. "Your skin is cold." Naomi said. She let out a little chuckle of nervousness. "Is it too cold for you?" Calia asked. "No. I just didn't expect it." Naomi reached up and stroked her hand along Calia's arm. Calia leaned in and pressed her cool lips to Naomi's. The young woman's eyes opened wide in surprise as the older woman kissed her. She slowly opened her mouth to permit Calia's tongue to touch her own. Calia held tightly to Naomi's body as the kissed; her fingertips pressed firmly into the young woman's warm skin. Naomi reached out under the blanket, and gripped Calia's shoulder. She slowly stroked down the older woman's back. Calia broke the kiss and smiled down at the young woman. Naomi stared back up at Calia with a dumbstruck grin on her lips. The grin shifted to curiously pursed lips as thoughts of what she was doing flooded her mind. She couldn't believe she was letting herself be intimate with someone older than she, then it hit her - she had no idea how much older Calia was, or for sure that she was older. Calia raised a brow at Naomi's expression. "Is something wrong?" she asked. "No. It's just..." Naomi squirmed under Calia's arm. "How, uh, old are you?" Calia smirked and chuckled lightly. "As you would measure it, I've seen three-hundred-eighteen summers." She leaned down and kissed the tip of Naomi's nose playfully. Naomi's eyes opened wide in shock. "I was expecting twenty-five summers!" she stammered out. Calia giggled to herself. "Thank you. I'll take that as a compliment." Calia leaned down again to press her lips to Naomi's. She kissed the younger woman and slid his hand down Naomi's belly. Her fingertips stroked through the thin hair of Naomi's mound. Naomi squirmed and wiggled under Calia's hand. Her legs alternately opened and closed as her desire and piety conflicted. Calia slid her palm further down so her fingertips stroked Naomi's lips and the young woman's desire won the day. Naomi let out a low moan of pleasure from simply being touched. Calia broke the kiss with her pleased grin. Her cool breath washed over Naomi's neck as her fingers gently teased the young woman's moistening lips. "I've never been..." Naomi started to speak. "I know." Calia whispered. Calia lowered her head to kiss along the young woman's collar bone as her fingers spread Naomi's lips. She teased Naomi's opening with her fingertip as the heal of her palm pressed against her hood and rubbed in small circles. Calia slid her free hand under Naomi's shoulder and held her in place as her fingers pressed into the young woman; she penetrated Naomi for the first time. The young woman sucked in with a hiss of discomfort at being suddenly stretched, and let the breath out with a sigh; her active lifestyle had done most of the job of opening her, Calia simply finished the job. "Does it hurt too much?" Calia asked in a whisper. Naomi shook her head and Calia continued. Her fingers slowly thrust inside the young woman. She slid her body against Naomi; her lips came to rest against Naomi's perked nipple and wrapped around it. She gently suckled on the small bulb of flesh while her fingers fucked the young woman. Naomi's hips lifted off the soft bed and pressed into Calia's hand. She let out a long series of moaning grunts as pleasure built in her loins. Calia's hand did not relent, nor did her lips against the young woman's hard nipple. She suckled against the warm ball of flesh and flicked her cool tongue against it. Little shivers shot up and down Naomi's spine as Calia's cool palm pressed against her clit. "What's happening?" Naomi said through a moan. Her body tensed under Calia, and her pussy clenched on Calia's fingers. Calia didn't stop to answer the young woman, she simply held Naomi's should tightly so she could not wiggle away from the treatment she was imparting on her. Naomi held her breath out of instinct as her hips buck hard into the bed repeatedly. Her body convulsed in orgasmic pleasure. Sweat formed on her body and chilled her quickly. Calia continued to thrust her fingers until Naomi began breathing again. The older woman slowly removed her fingers from the younger and brought them to her lips; Calia suck Naomi's wet from her own fingers before she craned her neck to kiss the young woman's lips. Calia's cool skin pressed against the warm woman's. "I missed that." Calia said to herself as she nuzzled into Naomi's small chest. The two women laid there, listening to the crackling of the embers until they both drifted to sleep.