Shadows Of The Past
Title: Shadows Of The Past
Author: TalliW
Characters: Caroline Steel/Sarah Page
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the wonderful Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary: Caroline and Sarah have a joint past that leads them together in the present again.
AN: Written for the team fest prompt: Sarah/Caroline: long ago and in another country (from rain_sleet_snow)
Rage welled up in Caroline as she noticed the woman across the room, currently explaining the meaning of the sun cage for the Ancient Egyptians. For some strange reason she wanted to yank the woman away from the crowd and shield her from their prying eyes. A chosen one shouldn't mingle with the plebs like that.
The feeling was gone as fast it had appeared and Caroline stared in confusion at the Egyptologist who had introduced herself as Sarah Page to the mob of noisy schoolkids around her.
Except for her slight exotic features, the woman looked rather plain and her clothing style was so outdated that Caroline couldn't even say when it ever had been in style. Sarah certainly didn't run in the same social circles as Caroline did and Caroline couldn't remember having met her before elsewhere.
So why was she here, listening to a museum tour guide scaring children with horror stories about ancient burial rituals? It wasn't as if she had a particular interest in Ancient Egypt or museums in general. But this morning she had gone to the British Museum and walked straight to the Egyptian section as if she had been pulled there by some unknown force.
.
Caroline gave a shrug and was about to turn away. Her life had been complicated enough since she had come face to face with a bunch of scary prehistoric animals. She still had nightmares to this day. The last thing she needed was another mystery on her hands.
But apparently her staring hadn't gone unnoticed. With an almost challenging expression, Sarah looked at her with open curiosity while the children scuttled off in a hurry, relieved to escape the crazy woman.
Caroline returned Sarah's look with forced calm, determined not to back down although her inner voice told her to fall onto her knees and pay the woman the respect she deserved.
Suddenly something flared up in Sarah's eyes and Caroline could pinpoint the exact moment the atmosphere in the room changed.
Heat rose up in Caroline as Sarah began to undress her with her eyes. She felt completely exposed and she wished she had taken a jacket from the rail before she’d left her flat so she would have something else to cover her body with beside the flimsy French designer dress she was wearing.
Caroline wanted to run, away from those dark eyes that seemed to look directly into her soul but her feet wouldn't move. She was rooted to the spot as if Sarah had charmed her.
Then a new group of visitors walked in and the spell was broken. As fast as her high heels allowed, Caroline fled the museum, determined never to return.
Sarah Page didn't seem surprised when Caroline was waiting for her outside the museum in the evening.
Still uncertain why she had felt the strong impulse to see this woman again, Caroline got up gracefully from the steps she had sat on and held out her hand to Sarah.
"My flat is just a couple of streets from here," she said after she'd had introduced herself and with a curt nod Sarah consented to go with her.
As if in a trance, they walked through the streets and climbed the stairs to the loft apartment where Caroline lived. Caroline had long since given up asking herself what the hell she was doing taking a complete stranger into her private sanctum.
Wordlessly, Caroline led Sarah into her bedroom and started to undress her with ruthless efficiency. She removed item after item of clothing from Sarah's body, as if she'd done it a thousand times before.
When Caroline knelt down to remove Sarah's shoes, Sarah raised her arm and started to run her fingers through Caroline's hair. Something about this gesture was so familiar that it almost freaked Caroline out and she was about to stand up and bolt from the room.
As if Sarah knew exactly what was going on in Caroline's mind, she tightened her grip around a thick strand of Caroline's hair, forcing Caroline to stay in her current position until the streak of self-preservation had gone.
Sarah whispered words in a language Caroline had never heard before but strangely understood the meaning of. The soft voice caressed Caroline's senses and banished every thought of flight or resistance. If Sarah wanted her to kneel at her feet for the rest of her life she would gladly obey.
"Yes, priestess, I'm yours. Yours alone," Caroline whispered, delighted that the words instilled a feeling of peace and fulfilment in her although her mind screamed in desperation, tying to remind her that Caroline Steel didn't bow to anyone.
Caroline didn't question from where she knew how Sarah's skin would feel under her fingertips before she had even touched her naked flesh. All she wanted was to feel Sarah shiver when she traced the soft planes of her body, kissing and caressing her until Sarah's nerves were singing with pleasure.
Caroline breathed kisses on Sarah's belly and slowly let her tongue slide down to the valley between Sarah's thighs, pleased with herself as Sarah's legs gave away and Sarah had to support herself on Caroline's shoulders.
"Let’s lay down," she whispered and pushed Sarah towards her bed.
Seeing Sarah sprawled out in all her glory on the double bed whilst she was still entirely clothed sent a wave of lust through her body. With a wicked grin, Caroline crawled towards Sarah and buried her head between Sarah's breasts, smelling the musky scent of arousal on Sarah's skin.
"Make me come," Sarah ordered panting.
Her needy voice put Caroline in a frenzy state of excitement. She nipped and licked at the round mounds until Sarah was writhing on the bed in helpless pleasure.
Caroline's hand found Sarah's pussy and started to rub her swelling folds and massage the area above her clit, where the hair was neatly trimmed to a small strip.
Sarah gasped and bucked once, then cried out in total ecstasy as her body succumbed to the sensual assault of Caroline's tongue and fingers.
Not planning to give Sarah time to recover, Caroline pushed her finger inside Sarah's slippery pussy and put pressure on the sensitive point on the front vaginal wall, eliciting a second orgasm from her and then a third as she closed her teeth around one hardened nipple and bit down hard.
Afterwards, Caroline quickly undressed and snuggled up to Sarah, contenting herself with rubbing her pelvis and breasts against Sarah's relaxed body, not daring to ask for more.
When Caroline finally slipped into sleep she dreamed of men in shining golden armour raiding her village and enslaving the people, felt the heat of embarrassment as her body was bared to the buyers in the the slave market, her virginity praised as her biggest asset, and the relief as she was given to the priestess of Isis as a gift.
In the morning, she could see in Sarah's eyes that she had seen glimpses of her past life in her dreams as well.
With lowered head, Sarah apologised for her lack of reciprocation the previous night and promised to do better the next time if Caroline gave her the chance but Caroline cut her off brusquely.
"Just go and don't come back. What we feel is just an echo of the past."
When the door closed behind Sarah, Caroline leaned against the wall and tried to compose herself. Sending Sarah away was the hardest thing she’d ever had to do. Every fibre of her being wanted to be with that woman. But what chance did they have of a healthy relationship? Their joint past had already cast a shadow on their encounter. She wasn't willing to give herself up so completely. Never again. Caroline Steel didn't submit to anyone.
Two weeks later Caroline found Sarah before her front door, confessing to be drawn to her and offering to submit just to be allowed to be close to Caroline. Although a part of her entertained the thought of reversed roles, Caroline shook her head to shoo away the remnants of old memories and helped Sarah up from the floor.
Back then they had had no choice. One of them had been forced to serve and the other one had been raised to command. But the world had changed a lot since Ancient Rome's Golden Age. They didn't have to fall back into the old pattern.
"I'll give you one chance to show me that we might work out," Caroline said and allowed Sarah into her flat.
When they went to bed that night they made love for hours, giving and receiving pleasure as two people who viewed each other as equals.
Author: TalliW
Characters: Caroline Steel/Sarah Page
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the wonderful Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary: Caroline and Sarah have a joint past that leads them together in the present again.
AN: Written for the team fest prompt: Sarah/Caroline: long ago and in another country (from rain_sleet_snow)
Rage welled up in Caroline as she noticed the woman across the room, currently explaining the meaning of the sun cage for the Ancient Egyptians. For some strange reason she wanted to yank the woman away from the crowd and shield her from their prying eyes. A chosen one shouldn't mingle with the plebs like that.
The feeling was gone as fast it had appeared and Caroline stared in confusion at the Egyptologist who had introduced herself as Sarah Page to the mob of noisy schoolkids around her.
Except for her slight exotic features, the woman looked rather plain and her clothing style was so outdated that Caroline couldn't even say when it ever had been in style. Sarah certainly didn't run in the same social circles as Caroline did and Caroline couldn't remember having met her before elsewhere.
So why was she here, listening to a museum tour guide scaring children with horror stories about ancient burial rituals? It wasn't as if she had a particular interest in Ancient Egypt or museums in general. But this morning she had gone to the British Museum and walked straight to the Egyptian section as if she had been pulled there by some unknown force.
.
Caroline gave a shrug and was about to turn away. Her life had been complicated enough since she had come face to face with a bunch of scary prehistoric animals. She still had nightmares to this day. The last thing she needed was another mystery on her hands.
But apparently her staring hadn't gone unnoticed. With an almost challenging expression, Sarah looked at her with open curiosity while the children scuttled off in a hurry, relieved to escape the crazy woman.
Caroline returned Sarah's look with forced calm, determined not to back down although her inner voice told her to fall onto her knees and pay the woman the respect she deserved.
Suddenly something flared up in Sarah's eyes and Caroline could pinpoint the exact moment the atmosphere in the room changed.
Heat rose up in Caroline as Sarah began to undress her with her eyes. She felt completely exposed and she wished she had taken a jacket from the rail before she’d left her flat so she would have something else to cover her body with beside the flimsy French designer dress she was wearing.
Caroline wanted to run, away from those dark eyes that seemed to look directly into her soul but her feet wouldn't move. She was rooted to the spot as if Sarah had charmed her.
Then a new group of visitors walked in and the spell was broken. As fast as her high heels allowed, Caroline fled the museum, determined never to return.
Sarah Page didn't seem surprised when Caroline was waiting for her outside the museum in the evening.
Still uncertain why she had felt the strong impulse to see this woman again, Caroline got up gracefully from the steps she had sat on and held out her hand to Sarah.
"My flat is just a couple of streets from here," she said after she'd had introduced herself and with a curt nod Sarah consented to go with her.
As if in a trance, they walked through the streets and climbed the stairs to the loft apartment where Caroline lived. Caroline had long since given up asking herself what the hell she was doing taking a complete stranger into her private sanctum.
Wordlessly, Caroline led Sarah into her bedroom and started to undress her with ruthless efficiency. She removed item after item of clothing from Sarah's body, as if she'd done it a thousand times before.
When Caroline knelt down to remove Sarah's shoes, Sarah raised her arm and started to run her fingers through Caroline's hair. Something about this gesture was so familiar that it almost freaked Caroline out and she was about to stand up and bolt from the room.
As if Sarah knew exactly what was going on in Caroline's mind, she tightened her grip around a thick strand of Caroline's hair, forcing Caroline to stay in her current position until the streak of self-preservation had gone.
Sarah whispered words in a language Caroline had never heard before but strangely understood the meaning of. The soft voice caressed Caroline's senses and banished every thought of flight or resistance. If Sarah wanted her to kneel at her feet for the rest of her life she would gladly obey.
"Yes, priestess, I'm yours. Yours alone," Caroline whispered, delighted that the words instilled a feeling of peace and fulfilment in her although her mind screamed in desperation, tying to remind her that Caroline Steel didn't bow to anyone.
Caroline didn't question from where she knew how Sarah's skin would feel under her fingertips before she had even touched her naked flesh. All she wanted was to feel Sarah shiver when she traced the soft planes of her body, kissing and caressing her until Sarah's nerves were singing with pleasure.
Caroline breathed kisses on Sarah's belly and slowly let her tongue slide down to the valley between Sarah's thighs, pleased with herself as Sarah's legs gave away and Sarah had to support herself on Caroline's shoulders.
"Let’s lay down," she whispered and pushed Sarah towards her bed.
Seeing Sarah sprawled out in all her glory on the double bed whilst she was still entirely clothed sent a wave of lust through her body. With a wicked grin, Caroline crawled towards Sarah and buried her head between Sarah's breasts, smelling the musky scent of arousal on Sarah's skin.
"Make me come," Sarah ordered panting.
Her needy voice put Caroline in a frenzy state of excitement. She nipped and licked at the round mounds until Sarah was writhing on the bed in helpless pleasure.
Caroline's hand found Sarah's pussy and started to rub her swelling folds and massage the area above her clit, where the hair was neatly trimmed to a small strip.
Sarah gasped and bucked once, then cried out in total ecstasy as her body succumbed to the sensual assault of Caroline's tongue and fingers.
Not planning to give Sarah time to recover, Caroline pushed her finger inside Sarah's slippery pussy and put pressure on the sensitive point on the front vaginal wall, eliciting a second orgasm from her and then a third as she closed her teeth around one hardened nipple and bit down hard.
Afterwards, Caroline quickly undressed and snuggled up to Sarah, contenting herself with rubbing her pelvis and breasts against Sarah's relaxed body, not daring to ask for more.
When Caroline finally slipped into sleep she dreamed of men in shining golden armour raiding her village and enslaving the people, felt the heat of embarrassment as her body was bared to the buyers in the the slave market, her virginity praised as her biggest asset, and the relief as she was given to the priestess of Isis as a gift.
In the morning, she could see in Sarah's eyes that she had seen glimpses of her past life in her dreams as well.
With lowered head, Sarah apologised for her lack of reciprocation the previous night and promised to do better the next time if Caroline gave her the chance but Caroline cut her off brusquely.
"Just go and don't come back. What we feel is just an echo of the past."
When the door closed behind Sarah, Caroline leaned against the wall and tried to compose herself. Sending Sarah away was the hardest thing she’d ever had to do. Every fibre of her being wanted to be with that woman. But what chance did they have of a healthy relationship? Their joint past had already cast a shadow on their encounter. She wasn't willing to give herself up so completely. Never again. Caroline Steel didn't submit to anyone.
Two weeks later Caroline found Sarah before her front door, confessing to be drawn to her and offering to submit just to be allowed to be close to Caroline. Although a part of her entertained the thought of reversed roles, Caroline shook her head to shoo away the remnants of old memories and helped Sarah up from the floor.
Back then they had had no choice. One of them had been forced to serve and the other one had been raised to command. But the world had changed a lot since Ancient Rome's Golden Age. They didn't have to fall back into the old pattern.
"I'll give you one chance to show me that we might work out," Caroline said and allowed Sarah into her flat.
When they went to bed that night they made love for hours, giving and receiving pleasure as two people who viewed each other as equals.