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Sharpe's Survival	By : Dragonlady Category: -Misc TV Shows > Het - Male/Female Views: 1698 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sharpe’s Survival.
The man with dark blonde hair stumbles in the night as he clutches his hand to his chest trying to staunch the flow of blood; his breathing is ragged and harsh.
Suddenly he stops; then he groans and sways before falling to the ground.
I watch for a moment from my hiding place as he lies there, I realise he must have passed out from the pain a blood loss from his chest wound.
Stealthily I creep forward until I can touch him, I do so hesitantly – half expecting him to fly up and attack me like a sleeping tiger – but he doesn’t. With strength that appears beyond my size; I gather him to me and drag him to my cabin.
I lay him down on one of the skins on the floor; I can see he is badly in need of help. He is so beautiful but I must not get distracted, I have to concentrate to save him, I extract the bullet from his chest and find a knife wound there also - then I wrap his body in my precious herbs and cloth binding them tightly he groans unconsciously as I tighten the ties.
I place my right palm on his chest and spread my fingers into in a star shape holding my crescent shaped ruby - I recite my words, my wish to save him and feel my strength flow into him as I grit my teeth feeling some of his pain flow into in me.
He lets out a sigh and his breathing starts to regulate and his brow is no longer criss-crossed with lines of pain – he is safe now.
I trace his beautiful face softened by sleep; I have such a need to touch him as I caress the side of his face down to his rough jawline he lets out a soft moan, but this is not a moan of pain it’s a moan of desire. Gently I lower my face to his and place a kiss on his mouth, his full lips part unconsciously as he feels my kiss.
Silently and reluctantly I draw away from him, I must let him sleep so he can recover.
The night has drawn in and a chill has pervaded the air, so I wipe the sweat away from his face from the last of his fever and cover him with one of the animal skins to keep him warm; then I strip down to my slip and lay beside his prone body that is sleeping so peacefully.
Just as the sun begins to rise, my eyes flit open and I become aware of the weight of a heavy muscular arm across my waist and warm breath on the back of my neck. I realise he must have turned over during the night and was now spooned against my back. As my brain begins to wake up, I try to remove the arm from across my body only to feel it tighten around me pulling me closer to him; I cannot help but let out a sigh as I feel his lips on the back of my neck.
Warm dry kisses find their place up and down the back of my neck and the hand that was at my waist slides slowly up my body until his large warm hand settles on my right breast I suck in my breath sharply as I feel my body react to his touch as he flattens his hand- his palm rubbing around and around as my nipple becomes a rock-like peak under his relentless touch.
I feel his body curve more strongly into mine, his chest grazes my back, and his hips mould themselves to mine. I gasp as I feel his heated body press into mine although he is asleep his body most definitely isn’t.
His hips start to rub repeatedly against mine and I feel the heat and hardness of him and I can’t restrain a moan of lust that escapes from my mouth. His other arm I now notice is behind my back and it slides under my left side and without a thought for his injuries he rolls back over onto his back and pulls me with him until I am laying prone full length upon him with my back to his chest.
His other hand finds my left breast, and he moulds them both gently in his large rough hands; my breath comes in almost silent gasps as fire seems to run down my body and pool in my groin.
His breath is hot as he breathes on my skin and then licks into my shoulder before taking the skin into his mouth and sucking it; marking my pale gold skin. His hands then run down the sides of my body caressing me following my curves as he begins to rock himself against me again.
“So hot, so beautiful..” He murmurs quietly into my neck.
I feel his calloused hands tracing back up my body dragging my slip with them, until I lift my shoulders and it slides off my heated body – I lie back gently remembering his injured chest and feel his hot skin against mine the only material between my body and his is the cloth I wrapped around his injured chest and the riding breeches covering his lower body.
As if he knows what thought has just crossed my mind; his hands slip beneath my back and I feel his breeches slide down his hard, taut body until he pushes them off with his feet. He is now naked beneath me.
I moan softly as I feel his hands drift down my body, the right to settle on my hip - the left to slide lower until it reaches the juncture of my thighs he then dips his fingers into my hot waiting pussy, bringing such heat to my body I feel like I want to scream, he slides his fingers out covered in my slick juices and lightly strokes my clit – I feel my body arch upwards to his hand.
His hips suddenly jerk; I can feel his heated body as his hardened cock slides against my back, his breathing has quickened as he lifts my hips; my legs have already drifted further open and without a second thought he sinks his massive cock into my waiting body letting out a lustful moan as he is encased in my slick pussy.
His hips buck upwards as he thrusts into my body again and again letting out low gasps and moans that echo my own, I feel the sweat starting to slick on our body’s as they slide against each other. Before I know it he has lifted my body off his and raised himself onto his knees whereupon he draws me back to him on my knees and pushes back into my body although still weak he is stronger than me and supports himself on one arm as he wraps his other arm around my body; thrusting harder and faster into me as my gasps get louder.
He moans, “Uh… uhhh… sooooo…good….”
His thrusts increase, I can feel his body tightening behind mine and I feel the first ripples start in my body “Ah, ahhh oh by the Goddess…..” I come and he is right with me when I do – I feel his abdominal muscles stiffen as he hitches and then unloads into my spasming body.
I roll back onto my side and he rolls with me with our body’s still joined together, his tongue licking the sweat from my back.
As I feel his body relax again, I slide myself away from him.
After looking at his wound I am happy to see that there is no more bleeding so I carefully cover his beautiful body with a fur as he sleeps soundly whilst I catch my breath.
I fold his breeches and his green jacket and lay them beside him his shirt that was bloody and torn is now clean and repaired laying by his sword and his hat.
Major Richard Sharpe will live to fight again.

‘I feel as though I have been living in a dream,
I was shot- I felt myself falling I knew I was going to die.
What happened to me?
I remember feeling cold and then a warmth slowly ran into my body- the pain my chest disappearing and then it was as though I was joined to another person- my body seemed to melt into them. My body became heated almost feverish; I inhaled a scent so very definitely the scent of a woman - my energy seemed to get so high then a peak and then nothing –I felt boneless and so relaxed.’
Major Richard Sharpe was awake and trying to figure out what happened to him in the last 24 hours
‘I found bandages around my chest and removed them to find a pink mark and a long pink strip covered with leaves - I know they are obviously a bullet wound and a knife mark – but how the Hell did they heal so fast??? I’m sure this happened just a day ago?
Come to think of it how is my shirt not torn, there is no blood on it or anything if I hadn’t known better I’d swear it wasn’t mine, but it is; it was there beside me with my jacket my breeches, my sword and my hat.’
I sit up still naked beneath the fur covering my body; what happened -I just can’t figure it out.
Wrapping the fur around my body I get to my feet and prowl around the cabin slowly, I still feel too weak to walk far – I look around – yes this is definitely a woman’s’ home I see her skirts and her blouses and the scent, so familiar to me already.
In the corner is a pistol, it has been handled recently I think as I get closer to it.
I hear a noise outside, and instinctively pick up the pistol to defend myself.
Around the corner comes a figure with short dark hair wearing a cape, scooting through the door quickly - straight into me.
There is a gasp as I hold the pistol to the figure, as they turn I realise it’s a girl with logs clutched to her chest.
“Who are you?” I ask still holding the pistol to her body.
“I am Kathy, Major Sharpe.”
“How do you know my name?”
“I have seen you many times before, can you put my pistol down now please – it’s not loaded.”
“Bloody hell!” I didn’t even think about that.
“How are you feeling Major Sharpe?”
I reluctantly decide to answer her, “A bit weak, but miraculously healed it seems.”
“I’m so glad it worked, I haven’t had to help anyone for some time.”
I look at the jars full of leaves, and bottles of oil, “Are you a Witch?”
“No, no.. I just know herbs and plants very well.”
“Well I’m thankful to you, Kathy.”
She looks at me and goose-bumps rise on my body, “Oh you’re cold, I was just bringing logs in for the fire.”
Without thinking I take the logs from her as I do so the fur slips from around my shoulders baring my entire body to her.
“Oh hell, I’m so sorry lass.”
“I’m not.” She says softly, her eyes like green fire watching me intently.
I drop the logs and then add 2 to the fire.
As I return to pick up the fur, Kathy lifts it and drapes it around my shoulders meaning she is leaning against me to do so.
My body reacts to her instantly as though I have known her for so long, “Oh Kathy, you’re such a beauty.”
Her body is still against mine, her slip has fallen from her shoulder with her buttons undone her large breasts are impossible to miss as they push against the thin material.
She raises her face to look at me- my desire is reflected in her eyes -, as she does so she lifts onto her toes and places her lips on mine.
All my sanity suddenly disappears – I clutch at her body pulling her to me, she moulds to me so perfectly and wraps a leg around mine as lithe as a cat. “Oh, Major Sharpe!” she breathes into my neck.
“Call me Richard.”
Without a second thought for my weakness I lift her into my arms and I return her kiss, rubbing my lips across hers back and forth whilst lifting her slip from her body. I walk slowly back to the bed area and lay her down on the pile of skins. Her lightly tanned freckled body with its shorn dark hair is almost like a boy’s, but her magnificent breasts and dark curl covered mound prove she’s all woman.
I lie beside her and kiss her again this time my tongue slips into her mouth and finds hers as they perform a slick dance in her mouth.
She leans into me and I look at her as she kisses my jaw, then my neck gradually sliding her way down my body licking my flat dark nipples in turn causing me to draw my breath in a hiss as they harden. She suckles them gently making me moan out loud.
I stroke her freckled shoulders feeling her silky large breasts slipping against me as she continues her journey getting to know my body; I can feel the coolness of the strange red ruby crescent hanging on a leather thong around her neck.
Her tongue slides along my rock hard abs tracing every muscle each standing out in stark contrast to the next, making them contract even tighter.
But as her head dips lower– I can feel her breath on me - tickling my pubic hair as soon as her tongue flicks out touching the head of my massive cock a growl escapes my throat. I gasp as she takes just the head into her mouth before sliding down the entire length so slowly I can feel my cock twitching almost uncontrollably.
She swirls her tongue around it and up and down, eliciting a deep moan from my lips, my mouth is open and my eyes have closed and my head lolls backwards in total ecstasy.
Her mouth slides up and down so slowly driving me mad, I need to touch her.
“Kathy…”
She releases me from her mouth and looks up at me as I open my eyes.
My strong arms lift her body back up to lie full against me, I roll her onto her side leaning in to her as I do so I lick her lips and tug on her lower lip gently, she lets her head drop back as I trace her jawline I see the golden expanse of skin at her throat with a single bite mark still very obvious that it must have been made in the last 24 hours.
“Oh god, it was you Kathy, it wasn’t a dream.” I murmur quietly.
My mouth explores her full breasts, I lick them tasting her smooth warm skin there, then wrapping my tongue around her nipples first one then the other drawing gasps and moans from her open mouth – I suckle them as they become hard peaks she gently holds my head to her.
I reach down her body and come to a stop at the junction of her thighs, my right hand resting lightly on her mound before dipping suddenly lower into her dark curls.
Her back arches up and a gasp escapes her lips as I touch her intimately my fingers playing with her so softly, before sliding two fingers in and out of her wet pussy as I continue to brush her clit with my thumb.
She starts to pant and moan – her body glistening with sweat.
As much as I love to watch her and touch her; I can wait no longer as I roll us both over and lift myself over her waiting body and slide my massive aching cock into her wet pussy, drawing a moan from us both; I feel strong again and push myself into her again and again feeling her so hot and wet clutching at me from inside.
“Ohh Richard”, she moans quietly
I sit her up still joined to me and as I sit back on my heels I lift her into my lap and she rides me like a prize stallion, her breasts are so enticingly near to me again I reach down and lift them to my mouth to suckle the nipple first on one then the other.
I start to jack my hips upwards driving into her with all my might, harder and harder, faster and faster, her body slides up and down with her fully impaled on my massive cock.
“Uhh…uhh… UHHH!!” I can’t contain my moans, she feels incredible.
I know I can’t last much longer and as I see a faint blush on her chest I realise how close she is too.
Our moans and gasps are loud and so full of lust.
“Oh, Richard”, she gasps to me – “I can’t stop myself”.
“Let go Kathy, come for me my bewitching beauty.”
I feel the ripples inside her as she comes hard, she lets out a long moan and lets her head fall back.
Seeing her come and feeling her strong muscles squeezing me; is so good it pushes me over the edge too, “Oh my God!” I thrust in hard and empty myself into her completely.
I lick the valley between her breasts tasting her hot sweet sweat slicked body.
I stretch my legs out and lay down with her on top of my body her breasts sliding against my chest.

She awakens a few hours later and disappears out of the cabin wearing her cape, with a long cloth and a bottle in her hand, I rise and watch her walking to the stream nearby.
She drops her cape she is naked, she walks into the stream and picks the water up into her hands and throws it over her body. I have gradually walked closer to her and I step into the stream behind her – she looks over her shoulder at me and smiles – picking up a handful of water and pouring it down my chest she looks at me as my nipples tighten at the coldness of the water. I wade through the water, closer to her and put my arms around her as she lifts the little bottle and pours the oil down her front and over her shoulder.
My large hands roll over her body; massaging the lily scented oil into her skin and feeling her breathing quicken as I do so. I follow the streak of oil down to the dark curls between her legs; intoxicated by the scent of her and the oil mixed together. I dip my hand into her as she leans back against me her body rubs against mine and I can feel my cock already hard rubbing against her lower back.
I take the oil bottle from her and pour some down myself it follows the run of my taut abs and runs into my groin where my cock sits hard and proud.
I lower my hand to rub the oil into my cock closing my eyes as I do so and letting out a throaty moan.
Kathy leans forward a little and I nudge my cock between her ass cheeks and feel her rub against me – I push my cock towards the entrance to her beautiful upturned ass and she doesn’t stop me.
As I push into her ass slowly I let out a groan and hear Kathy moan deeply.
Once I am fully buried up to my balls in her sweet ass, I move slowly aided by the oil my cock moves easily in and out I can feel myself sliding in and out of her.
Her body pushes back onto me, we are standing in the stream and doing this in broad daylight – but I don’t care and neither does she.
My movements become more frantic and much faster, lifting her right leg I tuck my arm under it and slide two of my fingers in and out of her pussy – filling her front and back at the same time.
I can feel her hips bucking, thrusting herself onto my hand her gasps getting louder.
“I’m coming, oh Kathy!” I thrust my hips forwards and empty my load into her soft ass as she comes over my hand soaking my fingers.
I wake back in my tent at my own camp; I thought I was imagining things.
And I’d have believed I was if it hadn’t been for what I found the moment I put my hand into my pocket – a ruby crescent on a leather thong – that I would be keeping with me for a very long time.
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