Once back at camp I laid her down softly on her sleeping bag. She was biting her lip to hide any discomfort she was feeling. Slowly I ran my hands from behind her to the side of thigh. "I'll need to look at it, if its broken we'll have a lot of trouble". Her cheeks were raised like when she smiles but no smile accompanied it. Shifting my weight and to take her leg into my arm like a baby and slowly rolling up her pant leg. I noticed her ankle was already bruising, there were light cuts from where it had wedged against the rock that needed to be cleaned. "I don't want to showcase my precognition abilities but this isn't going to feel good.. I need to see if its broken ok?" I tried to use my calming voice but what came out was more barking. She rolled her eyes and nodded clearly not enjoying hearing the obvious. Cupping her foot tenderly, I slowly rotated it until I felt her wince and let out a small cry and kick at my back with her good foot. It wasn't broken, just badly sprained - too badly to make it out today. "We'll need to bring down the swelling and clean it." I said while sliding my hand under her calf and slowly lifting her leg and placing it on my rucksack. "I'll be back with more stuff that doesnt feel good" I announced proudly and left her in the tent. As a needle hits a record my brain was quickly realising it will be too dangerous to carry her out. What was meant to be an extra day ontop of a work retreat in La Molina was going to be at least two.
Luckily, weather was on our side with no storms coming this would be more boring than fearful. The 500 meter walk to the river gave time for my mind to wander and soon the memory of our night together washed over me. We had not talked about it, both of us brushing it off as a heat of the moment, a mistake of built up despire, with one long kiss we had agreed it was wrong. It took my hands feeling the chill of the water to bring my thoughts off of frantically pulling down her stockings and hoisting her onto our shared office desk. With our water sorted for the night I brought my thoughts back to camp and setting up for the night. The weather was playing nice, in the sun temperature was reaching 19 degrees, but at night temperatures will reach near freezing. Returning its just off to work, I break wood and set up a small fire before realizing sun is going down and it'll be time to just wait.
I was sore from the day. The biggest perk of camping being the relentless force it brings you reconnect with your body, muscles, lunches and senses. Sinking down next to her on my sleeping bag I pulled off my flannel and tucked it into my sleeping bag to warm it up for the night venture to restock wood. I had taken the last few hours to largely destroy the tasks and ignored her. I examined her without turning my head feeling some what responsible for this situation. I rotated my hips and put her foot in my lap and looked at the bruising. Any feeling of remorse was getting extinguished my our contact. I couldn't help my eyes from stalking up tight fit insulated leggings to her crotch where she had a resting hand. I could feel my mouth beginning to water. During these times, my brain defaults in whatever way it can to bring attention away from my feelings. "My body is an inferno for you" was replaced with "Doctor says its ok, I checked with him when I ran into town to get tonights 5 star soup". She laughs and I see her face which had earlier been wincing with pain expose her smile as well. I felt like a bubble, afraid the moment might burst and she'll pull away but too fragile to commit to just kissing her deeply. "I'm going to get more firewood" was my reason to leave and upon returning she had gotten into her sleeping bag. I got into my own and moved close enough to smell the pine and fire smoke on her hair. I laid quietly letting my mind wander to my body, the small pain my hip from an old injury to my sore feet each. Seemingly like a wave they all checked in and went into a rest mode except my groin which led my mind to thinking of being inside her again. I felt myself growing harder and thicker to the point my underwear and night pants felt uncomfortable forcing me to strip out of them. I listened to her breathing for a moment longer before deciding its safest to roll over and ignore my urges.
Sleep during camping is a reminder of how animal you are, waking up in bits of intensity to check surroundings, falling back asleep. This is a normal occurrence to be pulled from dreams and placed back in reality. I've always enjoyed that jolt of immediate energy followed by the process of my body realizing and repearing any muscles during the days activities. Sitting up I realized the fire gone out and needed rekindling. She was asleep wrapped in long dark hair with her mouth slight ajar...Cold air will help stiffle any desires I thought and only pulled on my flannel and briefs to go out and reset the flame. The sky was entering a blue dark, and I could make out her outline as she rustled awake. "I'm cold" her voice seemed to float on the wind to me. This had nothing to do with the fire I was growing outside, but the fire growing inside each other. An exhausted state of vulenerabilty had led to this moment. There were no words, I simply stripped off my night pants and covered her with my body. The heat from her was noticeable as our bodies crashed together. The fire inside now roaring. This was closer to animal instinct than human, there would be no judgement, no discussion. The only pause was when pulling her leggings off as if they covered treasure that she had small wince of pain from her ankle. This break in the heat, brought me to the moment and I took her ankle lightly and kissed slowly placing it back down while keeping my body haunched over her leg. I felt like a wolf, defending its prey as I grasped her thighs kissing, sucking and biting lightly up her thigh. The taste of sweat was sweet and delicious like a delicacy long forgot over time. I could felt draw like a meal just placed to her groin. She was wet with anticipation and I took her into my mouth. My body a roaring flame I ran circles with my tongue around her, feeling as her legs shifted below me and moans lightly erupted from her lips. She was wiggling with pleasure, hands tusstling through my hair until I felt a new shock. She winced and jerked as pain and pleasure met. I felt a competitor to the pain and intensitified my licking. Grabbing her butt and pulling her body into my mouth I tasted her relentlessly. I tasted as she came, I tasted as she shook and pulled my kissing mouth up her body to meet her lips. My cock sat outside of her slit as we embraced in a snowfall of physical connection. I felt as her hips rode up and down below mine, grasping her buttocks and letting the intensity gain. I plunged myself deep inside her, feeling her vibrating and moan. I forced myself to slow, to enjoy the warmth of minor movements.