Assassin of the Cross-4
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ROBIN RETURNS TO THE present. He goes to the stump, he begins pulling on it, twisting it, he pulls the sword out of the stump. Robin strolls over to his woman's house. He knocks on the door.
She opens her door poking her head outside. She looks upon Robin. He has a boyish charm about him. Robin looks at her, she is so slim, so feminine. Her hourglass figure is complemented by her large breasts. Robin looks upon her face. She has elbow-length hazel hair; Her milky skin is even more noticeable by her red bee-stung lips.
Her green eyes shine brightly as starlight, divided by her ski-slope nose. She’s the most beautiful woman alive as far as Robin is concerned.
Seeing who it is she is kind of annoyed by Robin, but she is also confused about why he is here. She stares into his brown eyes “What do you want?” She asks.
Robin lowers his head. “I am afraid I'm going to be gone by tomorrow.”
“Oh my god. I had no idea.”
Robin's head is still lowered. His girlfriend grows annoyed. She points to her face.
“Robin, my face is up here, not down there.”
Robin looks up into her green eyes. “Do you love me?”
“Yes, of course.”
Robin motions to her. “Follow me.”
Robin picks her up by her waist, setting his woman down on her tan horse, he walks her to his castle for the night.
“I've never been in this room before,” His woman says.
“This is my father's room,” Robin replies.
She lays down on the bed of Robin's Father.
“How soon will you leave?” she asks.
“I don't know how long I have,” Robin says.
She c***s her head sideways. “Have you quarreled with your father?”
“No. Yes. Not recently. I love you.”
She grabs Robin's head staring him in the eyes. She kisses Robin on his clean-shaven face. She takes his hand, kissing each of his five digits. She lays Robin down rubbing her hands over his chest, he has a gymnast's body. She lays her head down onto his chest, she listens to his heartbeat. She takes off his shirt revealing tight muscle, Robin does the same for her removing her dress. Robin undoes his trousers; they make love while a framed picture of Robin's father watches them.
Robin's lover is underneath him; she closes her eyes tilting her head back to let out a roar. She begins clawing at Robin's back becoming the first to draw his blood just as he is the first to draw hers. She begins to pant heavily. Robin grabs her thigh raising it. She then climbs atop Robin. Robin grabs her by the waist, caressing her flanks.
Robin looks up at her. “I want to remember this night.”
She places Robin's hand over her chest. “Remember this. It belongs to you. Take it with you wherever you go.”
Robin smiles. “You have a stronger heart than mine. I will need it.”
Robin climbs off of the bed. His girlfriend takes the sheets covering herself with them.
“Robin! This is so sudden! What has brought all of this on?”
She puts on her dress. Robin puts on his trousers. “I intend to join the crusade to reclaim the Grail in Jerusalem. I head out tomorrow.”
“I have been afraid a day like this might come. You scorn me Robin, but I shall be strong. Allow me to arm you for combat.”
Robin is armoured by his woman. She slides a coat of mail over his body. She clothes him in a black tunic with a green cross. She sheathes his sword for him. Robin takes his archetypal bow and quiver from her. If he had the time; he would marry her right now. Slight pain from mail digging into his back.
Robin rubs his back. His fingertips are red. “You are the first to cause me to bleed from pierced flesh.”
“You are the first for me as well.”
Robin looks concerned. “Did I hurt you?”
She smiles. “Yes. But it was in a good way. I am now a woman.”
“Are you angry?”
His girlfriend tilts her head down then looks up at him. “No, it is what I wanted. It was my choice. I chose you. I am glad of it.”
“I am off to war. I will return.”
“God wills it, Robin.”
Robin grabs her, pulls her close, kisses her, then runs off. She stands there, looking off to the horizon. “Try not to kill anyone.”
CHAPTER II
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