Catch you on the flipside

Kennedy followed Sasha into the small structure, trying not to look too surprised at the way everything was set up. A hearth was off to the right, around it was jars and pots, and a small table was covered with bread and meats.



At the opposite end of the room a straw pallet was laid out, child’s toys were strewn about hazardless on the fur blanket. Herbs and other plants hung from the rafters and that seemed to be it. Kennedy turned to see Sasha’s reaction and wasn’t too surprised to see the silent joy that was in the demons eyes. Looking down when she felt a nervous tug on her shirt Kennedy smiled at the boy.



“Where did you come from? Your clothes are funny.” Astropolis asked. His eyes were looking up at her in honest curiosity. Sasha smiled and stepped forward.



“She is a bard from across the seas. They do have funny clothes don’t they?” Sasha said. Smiling when Astropolis giggled and nodded. “Which God do we thank for your kindness?” Sasha asked as Marcus entered the dwelling.



Smiling broadly Marcus pointed above the hearth where a tiny carving of a grapevine could be seen. “Dionysus, he is appropriate tonight, I welcome all travelers who find themselves to my home.”



Sasha smiled, Dionysus was truly exceptional. A few centuries from now she and the God of the vine would become great friends. If she remembered correctly he was very young at this time. “Good, he is a great one.”



Marcus smiled and looked at Kennedy. “Which God do you follow?”



Kennedy flushed, why hadn’t she ever paid complete attention when Willow was telling her about Gods and mystics? “Umm…” Looking to Sasha for help, the formerly blue skinned deity just raised a single brow. “Well…you know…all of them” Marcus nodded.



“Yes, all good mortals do, do you not have any in particular?” Suddenly a name flashed through her mind. Of course the only Goddess she actually knew.

“Cupid.” Kennedy smiled. Glaring when Sasha smirked.



“Ah, yes you will find true happiness I’m sure.” Marcus said genially. Sasha stepped forward and thankfully directed the huge Atlanteans attention to her.



“It has been many seasons since I have traveled through this land, could you tell me who am king.”



“Penaleaus.” Marcus said, looking over the strangers carefully. “Your accent…I have never heard it. Where did you say you were from?”

Kennedy balked, suddenly realizing somehow she could understand him perfectly and she was certain it wasn’t English. “I’m from Buffalo…Buffalo new York.”



Confused he looked from Kennedy to Sasha and nodded. “Come sit, eat, it has been some time since a bard as graced our door. Son gets the lyre.”



Kennedy leaned into Sasha and whispered. “What’s a bard?”



“Payback…you’re going to tell them stories. I know how much you love to talk.” Sasha smiled evilly and went to help Marcus set out the food.



Kennedy glowered. And followed the demon, suddenly wishing she could still throw her across the room.



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Skye looked up and smiled as Ryan sat beside her. She was learning to make a spearhead from Buffy’s youngest. Sometimes though she wanted to cry, seeing how much all the children had grown.



Jaeger was now almost as tall as her and she was starting to lose her childlike qualities and grow into a young woman.



“No, like this. You have to go diagonal or it’ll fall off in your kill.” Jaeger explained when Skye tied a spearhead into the staff incorrectly.



“How’s it going?” Ryan asked, smiling softly at the tiny nicks and cuts that dotted Skye’s hands and wrists. “It is harder than it seems.”



“I know…any word from Lonnie or Buffy yet?”



“No, nothing yet. Willows planning to dream walk tonight and talk to them.”



Skye turned surprised. “She can walk into dreams?”



“Yes she’s kind of a powerful witch princess.” Ryan said jokingly.



“I Know that it’s just…wow. Where are the kids?” Skye asked.



“They’re with Nikos and Sheri.” Ryan said as she leaned over and put her head on Skye’s shoulder, patiently waiting for the lesson to end.



“You know…if you want to do this later…we can.” Jaeger muttered. Looking up “I’m psychic remember?”



Chuckling Skye nodded. “You sure?” Jaeger nodded eagerly.



“I don’t want to see what you’re thinking so same time tomorrow.” With that the younger woman stood and walked off, headed toward a tree the other skin walkers were lounging under.



“What was that about?” Ryan asked. Looking up just as Skye leaned down and kissed her. Jolting slightly when the wolfs hand suddenly stroked her thigh. “…oh.”



Giggling Skye stood and took her mates hand. “How about a run?” She didn’t wait, instead she began a slow jog and Ryan followed quickly. Once they hit the tree line Ryan wasted no time in disposing of her clothes before jumping into a shift. Feeling the familiar hum across her skin as her body went from two legs to four she turned to see Skye standing behind her staring with tears in her eyes.



“I forgot how beautiful it was, watching you change.” Skye quickly divested her own clothing and shifted. Her gray fur was darker than it had been before; she no longer had the same build. Ryan purred and licked the nape of Skye’s neck when she moved beside her. Skye yipped playfully and broke into a sprint.



Momentarily stunned Ryan launched after her, her longer legs and body allowed her to catch her mate quickly. And before long the pair were tearing through the brush and woods until finally Ryan slowed to a stop in a small clearing, [plopping down she waited for Skye to reach her before stretching and allowing her body to change. Smiling when Skye playfully dropped to her side and wagged her tail.



Leaning over she gently kiss her mates head and scratched behind her pointed ear, laughing when Skye rolled over and changed. “I missed that.”



“So did I….so…were alone.” Ryan said softly, biting her lip when she saw the way Skye’s skin glistened in the sun.



“Yes we are.” Skye smirked and coaxed Ryan onto her back before straddling the hybrid. Leaning down she playfully nipped and licked Ryan’s chest, a tremor of lust went through her at the sight of the gooseflesh that broke out across the blonde’s skin. Ryan grabbed Skye’s head and pulled her down, crashing her lips into her mates the pair fought for dominance before finally Ryan tugged Skye’s head back and bit her neck, spurred on by the deep growl, she ground up into Skye’s pussy, and heady lust filled her when she caught scent of her mate’s lust. Turning them over, Ryan settled between Skye’s legs and pinned the wolfs hands to her sides as she ground into the wolfs wet cunt, feeling Skye writhe and move under her Ryan felt her more animal nature take control when she bit Skye’s neck and sucked the pulse point, releasing her wrists Ryan grabbed her mates hips and with one hand spread her lips so that there clits could meet.



Grinding up her body spasm from the intense feeling of her clit against Skye’s. Looking down she felt herself begin to peak from the sight of Skye’s hands clawing at the dirt, her yellows eyes glowing with lust and her fangs were bared as she arched and ground up to meet Ryan’s thrusts. Snarling Skye pulled Ryan to her and bit the muscle of her shoulder as the first spasms wracked her body; moaning and gasping when the orgasm finally hit Skye scratched the hybrids chest as she howled her release. Ryan felt faint from watching Skye’s passion unfold, feeling her own climax coming Ryan moved faster and rougher against the smaller wolf, clawing deep rivets in the dirt when hers finally hit.



Slumping down Ryan moved beside Skye, panting softly she laid her head on the wolfs shoulder and knew if she wasn’t so damn winded shed be grinning. Life had finally been righted it seemed.



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Kennedy fidgeted, unsure as to what sort of story to tell. Marcus and Astropolis waited expectantly; there eager expressions did nothing to make the butterflies in her stomach ease. Looking over to Sasha who was crouched by the fire, the gently flames making the deities curls shimmer. Momentarily stunned at how gorgeous Sasha looked, that is until Sasha cleared her throat.



“Perhaps my friend cannot think of a story?” Sasha asked.



“Ummm…no I got one.” Kennedy shifted and unsure what to do with the harp thing settled it in her lap. “Once…in a land far far away…there lived…a princess. This princess’s name was…Sally. She was the bastard child of the great God Zeus. She grew up perhaps…harder than most and by the time she was an adult…she was angry, spoiled and arrogant. One day the Great God Zeus saw this and punished Sally…telling her that he would strip her of all her gifts, and make her the poorest person in the land unless she could find out why all those peasants were better than her. So she worked and lied and complained about her life, until one day…she looked around and realized she was all alone in the world with no friends and no loved ones.



Upon realizing this…along comes a frog. “Kennedy smiled at Astropolis’s giggles and continued. “ This frog tells Sally that it was her last chance, that unless she kissed the frog she would never know the answer. So she kissed the frog and nothing happened. Not at first, and then the next morning she woke up and was back in her old bed and a princess again. The Great God came to her and asked. What is it that makes them better than us?” Kennedy stopped talking for a moment, pleased when the child leaned forward in anticipation, Marcos simply watched the boy with love. “Sally replied it’s that they love, they have family that makes everything worth it. Every cut, every wound whether it’s outside or inside. We matter. We love, our lives are short and we are grateful.” Looking to Sasha, Kennedy saw the deity looking down, pointedly staring she continued “for every day. The truth is, the Gods are jealous.” Sasha’s head snapped back up “ they do not die therefore live foolishly making stupid creatures and stupid wars and they fear it more than us.” Kennedy finished.



Surprised when Astropolis clapped excitedly.



“Tell another one….can this one have a Cyclops in it?” Smiling excitedly he looked to his father for approval.



“Sure. Once upon a time.”



TBC

A/N: I’m back and finishing up my stories.