And as I go softly into the night...(Nomad!) [M]

[Zero]

From the moment of his return, soft grey eyes studied him subtly, taking in his every movement, waiting for something. Nisha wasn't sure what to expect, honestly. After spending all her life under the cruel thumb of her older brother, she didn't know if there was a trap with honey for the bait. He really was being...amazing. A soft blush crossed her pale cheek, a shy smile touching her lips as he praised her for the fire. How odd, she didn't even know him, why should she care about his approval? Well her life was kind of dependent on his mercy, wasn't it?

When Ronan's hand moved to touch her cheek, Nisha visibly flinched, eyes fluttering momentarily before his warm fingers touched her skin. With a slight tremble she forced herself to look back up at him, not letting herself pull away from his soft touch. Her grey eyes dilated and she felt a soft fluttering in her chest. It took effort to make herself look back to the dead sheep when he questioned if she could prepare it. Slowly she licks her dry lips before looking back at him.

"It will be messy without a knife. How would you like it?" Her eyes were slightly transfixed on her face, her cheeks were flushed, and pale lips were softly parted.

[Nomad]

Before he had touched her cheek, he seen the flinch though it didn't stop him from placing his hand upon her cheek. With his hand resting upon her cheek he felt her tremble under his touch, though he wasn't sure why she had flinched, perhaps she was expecting to be hit or was not use to someone's touch. Keeping his gaze fixed on her after his question, he watches her closely. She had not pulled away from his touch, which he seen as a good thing though he would have touched her either way if she had moved away from his hand. With his gaze fixed on her he watches as she licks her lips while looking at the sheep before she begins to answer him.

Listening to her answer, he was not sure how he wanted it to be made, though he usually didn't give it much thought as long as it could be eaten. Though she had given him an answer, he didn't respond at the moment. Instead he shifts his hand along her cheek, moving it into her hair as he leans in closer to her and presses his lips against hers before he begins to kiss her softly.

[Zero]

Nisha wasn't sure what she was expecting, but it certainly wasn't this. Grey eyes grew large as saucers as Ronan leaned in to kiss her softly. Her first instinct was to pull back, to run. She found herself almost paralyzed by terror. No one had ever kissed her before; it wasn't something she really had expected to even experience. She didn't know him, knew nothing about him other than he had been helping her for some reason. Perhaps Ronan had just revealed his reasons.

Her mind was racing, trying to decide what to do. Running seemed like a pointless endeavor, he could catch her before she got a few feet, if she even got that far, his hand was in her hair. Not to mention running might make him angry. Fighting wasn't really an option either, Nisha would be lucky if she managed to even harm him, but again that would probably only make him angry. All she could think to do to protect herself was what she had always done: submit and surrender.

The stiff terror hadn't lasted less than ten seconds before the tension began to fade from her limbs and Nisha's body relaxed. Not that she knew what she was doing, but she wasn't going to try to fight it. Fighting things had never worked out well for her; acceptance was usually for the best. Tentatively she tried to return the kiss, his lips were warm and felt strange, but it wasn't horrible and it wasn't hurting her.

[Nomad]

As he began to kiss her, at first he found she didn't return the gesture, though such a thing was to be expected given they had just met not long ago and now he was kissing her. Though he didn't expect her to return the kiss, he finds that she begins to relax and return the gesture. With her returning his kiss, he continues the kiss, slowly moving his hand through her hair before withdrawing his hand completely. At the moment it didn't seem like she would try and pull away from him so he knew he could do other things with his hand.

Continuing to kiss her he brings a hand up and places it onto her side, lightly resting his hand on her side he slowly begins to push her onto her back, forcing her onto the ground as he moves over top of her. After getting her to the ground he broke the kiss, nipping at her bottom lip softly before he drew his head back enough to gaze down at her. Having pushed her to the ground he didn't put his weight onto her, resting on his knees over top of her with another hand on the ground and one still resting on her side.

[Zero]

Nisha felt helpless as they kissed. She went along with him, but it wasn't really what she wanted, and her discomfort was hard to keep in check, especially as his hand moved to her side and pushed her backwards to the ground. Her heart beat faster as she looked up at him when he broke the kiss. The ground was cold and hard, tears began to shimmer in her eyes. Her terror was palpable. She didn't want him to hurt her.

"Um, Ronan, sir...did you want me to prepare supper before or after..." It was a pitiful attempt to put off his attentions, but she really didn't know what else to do or say.

[Nomad]

With her on the ground under him, he gazes down at her, seeing the tears in her eyes he moves a hand onto her cheek, softly caressing her cheek as he listens to her. Gazing down at her he shifts his thumb along her cheek as he dwells for a moment on what she had said. He did indeed want something to eat though at the same time he knew he could continue what he had started, which meant he had to decide which to do first.

Leaning down again, he places a soft kiss on her forehead " ... It can wait until after we eat. " he murmurs lightly before he begins to raise back up. With a soft growl he climbs off of her, raising to his feet before he offers her a hand.

[Zero]

Nisha didn't flinch when he touched her cheek this time, his touch was soft and he had been very gentle with her from the first moment he had reached out and touched her as she lay dying by that rock. Things were not ideal, but life wasn't fair, she knew that better than most. For a moment she felt surprise that he agreed to eating before doing...whatever it was exactly he was going to demand of her.

Her eyes closed lightly as he kissed her forehead, but opened again as he rose up from where he'd been hovering over her. More calmly than she felt, she reached up to his offered hand and pulled herself to her feet. This was only a temporary distraction, putting off the inevitable, but she was grateful that she would at least be able to put something substantial in her stomach before going through whatever he was going to do to her. She knew, of course, but not completely.

Rather than dwell on what was to come, Nisha immediately got to work. Without a knife it was slow and messy work, but she skinned the sheep and had it shredded into thick strips, which she skewered and set over the flame to roast. She made a soft sound of frustration. "I don't have the herbs or spices I would like to make this right, but it should be good plain."

[Nomad]

When she took his hand, he helped her stand up before releasing his grasp on her hand. Once she had stood he moves aside and takes a seat to watch her as she begins to work on skinning the sheep to get it ready for cooking. As he watches her remains silent, his gaze slowly shifting over her form from time to time while she works. Already his stomach was growling with anticipation for the food she was making, he had not eaten in some time, having given her the last of his dried meat.

When she set the skewed meat over the flame he sniffs at the air for a moment, his gaze fixed on the meat over the fire for a brief moment before he turns his attention back to her as she speaks. Having watched her and now with her comment, he got the impression that she knows what she is doing when it comes to cooking and perhaps would taste better then what he could cook. " It will be fine without herbs and spices, " He says as he looks at her. At the moment he simply wanted to get something into his stomach so he could move onto other things he had planed.

" So you can prepare food? " He asks as he watches her, his gaze shifting over her form again. When it was first brought up, he figured that she would simply do something that he would do. Put the meat over a fire, though given her comment he seen she wanted to do more with the meat though she didn't have the means to do so.

[Zero]

It was impossible to be unaware of his gaze; Nisha could feel his eyes on her all the while she was preparing the lamb. She did her best to ignore it and simply kept working instead, avoiding looking in his direction as best she could. Even after she had skewered the thick strips of loin, she kept working on the animal.

"I love to cook. My mother taught me before she died. Everyone loved my mother's cooking, she was very good at it. I don't know if I really live up to her, but I try."  This time she was pulling long, thin strips of flesh and hanging it higher over the flames, above the cooking loin. The strips would dry overnight as long as the fire didn't go out. She would bank it later.

[Nomad]

Turning his gaze from her, he looks to the fire and for the moment keeps his gaze on the fire as he looks into the flames. As she speaks he keeps his attention set on the fire while she explains how she came to be a cook. As she finishes speaking, he lets out another growl as he lifts his gaze, glancing to the other bits of meat she put on the fire to dry out. " I see, " He says as he looks at the meat for a bit longer before glancing back to her.

" It does smell good. " He says as he watches her for a moment longer before turning his attention away from her. Shifting his attention from her he takes a moment to glance around, scanning their surroundings. " Do I need to get more wood or anything " He asks, looking back to Nisha. Turning his attention back to her, he shifts, moving closer to her before he reaches out to run his hand through her hair, offering her a soft smile.

[Zero]

A smile crossed her lips as he said that the food smelled good. Nisha could have eaten it raw; she just wanted something in her stomach. Ronan had wanted it prepared though, and so she waited patiently for her own. When he asked her about fire wood, she finally turned to look at him, studying him quietly for a moment, then smiling as he gently moved his fingers through her hair.

"I would appreciate it if you brought a little more wood. A few slightly larger pieces will let me bank the fire and we won't have to worry about it going out until morning." As she spoke she turned the skewers to cook the meat more evenly on the other side. "These should be ready in just a few minutes."

[Nomad]

Keeping his gaze fixed on her as she speaks, he shifts his hand over her cheek slowly while listening to her. It turned out she needed more wood and at the moment he didn't have a problem with getting it since it was needed for the food to finish. Shifting his gaze from her he looks to the skewers for a brief moment as she informs him that they will be done soon, something he was glad to hear since it was something to eat.

Turning his attention back to her he leans in and presses his lips against hers, giving her a quick kiss before he breaks it and pulls his hand from her cheek. " I'll be back shortly, " he says as he raises from the ground and to his feet again. Having raised to his feet he glances down at her for a brief moment before he begins to walk off to fetch some wood for the fire, leaving her alone for the time being.

[Zero]

There he went touching her cheek again. Was it some kind of tender gesture of affection? Nisha wasn't really sure, but the kiss at least she understood. When he pulled away to get more firewood she watched him leave through half-lidded eyes. The thought occurred to her that this might be her last chance to escape, but she wouldn't get far, she didn't think.

Instead of dreaming of escape, she set about other more practical tasks. Ronan had given her his cloak to help warm her, now she spread it on the ground near the fire so that there would be a make-shift bed for them to sleep on, and for the other thing. She didn't really think about that directly. It would only twist her insides into knots if she thought about it too much.

With the cloak spread out she checked the food and pulled it away from the fire. Outside the chunks had acquired a subtle wood smoke seasoning, while the cores were still pink and juicy. She waited on Ronan, eyeing the food eagerly but not touching it until he did.

[Nomad]

Leaving her next to the fire for a little while, he went into the forest to collect more firewood, looking for larger pieces of wood a she had aid to keep the fire going for longer. While collecting wood he thought on what he wanted to do to her and knew that soon he would be enjoying her body, which bought a faint smile to his face as he dwelled on the matter.

After collecting more wood he makes his way back to where he had left her and the fire, his gaze shifting to his cloak that he had laid out on the ground, his first thought was to use it as some sort of bedding though it didn't matter much to him. Turning his gaze back to her he offers her a faint smile a he sets the wood down close to the fire " Is it ready? " he asks as he moves over to her and kneels down his gaze turning to the meat that was over the fire.

[Zero]

Nisha nodded when he asked if the meat was ready, her eyes going over the wood he had brought and feeling a hint of satisfaction. It would work well for what she had in mind. As soon as he selected which piece he wanted, she would grab hers and try not to eat it so fast as to make herself sick. A trying task considering how hungry she was, but if she got sick then the food wouldn't have done her any good.

The juices ran down her chin as she took her first bite, her eyes closed and a soft sound of satisfaction came from her. It wasn't her best work, but it might as well have been as far as her stomach was concerned.

[Nomad]

Catching the nod from the corner of his eye he figured it was the answer to his question. With the answer he reaches out and picks up the smaller of the two pieces. Having picked the piece he wanted he sits down and takes a bite of the cooked meat, his gaze moving to Nisha as she begins to eat the other one. Much like her, he let out a sound of satisfaction as he began to eat the food she had prepared for them.

Bite after bite he devours the meat, his gaze turning from Nisha back to the fire. Gazing into the fire he continues to enjoy the food, for the moment leaving her to enjoy the food as well. Once he finished his half he tosses the stick aside and lets out a soft sigh as he reaches down to pat his stomach now that he had food in it. Turning his gaze from the fire he looks to Nisha, now that he had eat it was time to move onto other things he had in mind for her.

[Zero]

Nisha ate with gusto; it was by far the best meal she had eaten in weeks. The fact that it was plain didn't matter. Once the meat was gone, she discarded the stick and licked the juice and grease from her fingers. Hopefully she would get to eat more later, for now Nisha felt much better. It was too much to hope she could get meals like that on a regular basis. It would be nice, though; her body could actually recover from the ravages of starvation.

For a moment she eyed Ronan as he finished his food and patted his stomach, then sighed as he looked over at her. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to put it off again. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad? He'd been very kind and sweet so far. "I know what you want. I...I've never been with anyone before. I won't resist, just...please don't hurt me."

[Nomad]

Shifting his gaze over her form, he listens to her as she speaks up. The time had come for him to get to the part he was looking forward to the most and it seemed she was not going to put up much of a fight and let him do as he pleased, though she did have a single request. " We shall see, " he says as he looks at her, not giving her a straight forward answer since he will probably hurt her while enjoying her body.

Since she sat on the cloak she had laid out, he moves over and pushes her down onto her back, pinning her to the ground as he leans down and presses his lips soft against her neck before he begins kissing her neck. He only keeps his lips pressed against her neck for a brief moment before he pulls back enough to speak, " I want you to undress. " he says before sits up on his knees, gazing down at her. Not only did she have to undress but he did as well and he begins so by starting to remove his shirt.

[Zero]

Nisha felt sick as she was pushed down onto her back. She had never really thought about what her first time would be like, but even if she had, she knew it wouldn't have been like this in her mind. It was too late now to try to escape. All she could do now is endure whatever was done to her and hope that she survived beyond tonight.

The kisses to her neck caused goosebumps to form all over her body. When he pulled away to tell her what he wanted, she could only nod and sit up enough to pulled her ragged dress over her head and set it aside. Her grey eyes immediately went to his chest as he removed his shirt, chancing a look at him. She shivered slightly, being exposed just made her feel more vulnerable than ever.

[Nomad]

With his shirt off he drops it on the ground and gazes down at her now that she had removed her dress, though he thought she would have more on then the simple dress, he was glad to see she didn't. Once she had her dress off he leans down over top of her and begins to kiss her shoulder, softly biting her between his kisses.

He continues to kiss and bite though he slowly moves from her shoulder and up her neck. It wasn't long before he was ready to move on with what he really wanted to do to her and he didn't hesitate about doing what he wanted to her even if she didn't want it. Fade to Black.