The atmosphere is taut – complete silence from the auditorium, and from the players. The only sound is the breeze winding through the pine trees, and the clatter of the warriors’ sword as he throws it to the sandy ground.
“She pushes her body against his, and the light from the flames reveals the transparency of her dress, and her supple naked body beneath.”
He pulls at the twining in her hair, releasing it, and it falls to her waist. He plays with it with one hand while the other traces her face, his thumb outlining her lips, pushing into her mouth, which parts to receive it. She sucks his fingers one by one, licking them with her pink tongue. She pushes her body against his, and the light from the flames reveals the transparency of her dress, and her supple naked body beneath.
The warrior briefly holds her close, and then pushes her away. He turns to face the other men, and with this unspoken command, they form a wide circle around the girl. The audience is rapt; they understand the sudden quickening of pace.
He removes his armour, quickly, and stands before her almost naked.
His arousal is evident, the outline of his thick cock fully visible against the thin cotton of his shorts. He is extraordinary looking – powerfully built, his sharply defined muscles ripple beneath skin that is now sheened with sweat. There is athleticism to his movements as he picks up his discarded sword and idly thumbs the sharp blade.