Thunder Horse (Part 4) Revised
[19]
A sleepy Stands protested as she was suddenly thrust out into the cold. Goosebumps sprung up all over her skin instantly. She grabbed for the blanket, but her husband held onto it tightly. She punched at his shoulder.
“You’re stealing all the covers and the fire’s gone out!” She growled.
“I put the last of the wood on last night. There is a sling hanging over there.” He stuck a finger out of the covers and pointed to the wall.
“You don’t expect me to go out there in my wedding tunic do you?” She asked appalled.
“You ARE the wife.” He reminded her.
“What happened to ‘You take care of me and I will take care of you?’” She argued. He shrugged.
“You are out of water too. I guess you expect me to get water as well.”
“Sure, that would be great.”
“You weren’t exactly prepared for guests.” She accused.
“You’re not a guest. You live here now.” He answered from beneath the warm blanket.
“It would have been nice if you had thought about it though.”
“It rained for 3 days. I thought that you were going to take care of it, and then your father drug me off to visit with Ten Bears. I didn’t have time.” He laughed.
“I’m seriously freezing out here. If you don’t let me under the blanket, something might just fall off.”
“As long as it’s not something I like.” She stared at his back, not knowing if he was kidding or if he seriously expected her to do chores now. He solved her dilemma by rolling over on top of her.
“What changed your mind?” She asked.
“I decided that I like everything.” He pulled the blanket over their heads and he nuzzled her cold neck.
“I don’t know where you expect me to find dry wood after the rain we just had.” She complained.
“You could go borrow some from Kicking Bird.” Her husband suggested.
“One day married and now I’m a beggar. I thought you said you would be a good provider.” She showed that she could also play his game.
“I am! We have a storehouse of food. It just isn’t much good without fire wood to cook it, and that is your job.” She bit his shoulder.
“Ouch!” They both laughed.
“Are you warm enough now princess?” He teased.
“Almost.” She shivered.
“I know how to heat you up.” He whispered suggestively.
“Yes, you’re doing a pretty good job of it now.” She moaned as he filled her.
“Ah…so I’ve found one of your wifely duties that you’re not complaining about.” He grinned.
“No, I like this one.” She admitted.
“hmmm It is my favorite one too. Are you planning what you’re going to fix for dinner without a fire?” he asked.
“No…I’m afraid we will just have to starve, or freeze to death.” She teased, actively participating in their playful lovemaking. “They’ll find us when they strike the camp for winter, naked, frozen together like this.” They laughed.
“At least we’ll be smiling.” They kissed.
“How can she think of cooking dinner when it feels this good?” Stands asked.
“Hush! I don’t want that image in my head. Not now…not ever.” Stands laughed
“You feel so good.” He spoke softly, propping himself up on his arms as they continued to move together. She forgot their game, and lost herself instead in the warm furry buffalo skin cocoon that made up their little world. In complete darkness, she explored his smooth muscular skin with her fingertips, marveling at the strength in his arms and his chest. His long coarse hair slipped over his shoulder and wisped along the valley between her breasts like a feather.
“Oh Please!” She cried out, barely able to breathe. He responded by loving her harder and faster.
“You are getting pretty good at this.” Thunder praised her.
“Just pretty good?” She asked.
“You are amazing!”
“Thunder Horse!” She sighed.
“Yes love.” He whispered as she melted in his arms. Moments later she felt his liquid warmth inside her.
[20]
Kicking Bird sat outside the door of his lodge with Stone Calf, speculating on when Ten Bears would announce that they would be moving to the winter camp. Suddenly, they heard a noise that made both men stop talking and look up the path. Stands in her wedding white, laughed joyously as she ran toward them. Her new husband was close behind. It looked like they were racing each other, and he was obviously letting her win. She turned to look over her shoulder and then squealed as Thunder Horse caught her around the waist. He picked her off her feet and spun around in circles before setting her feet back on the ground. He looked up to see the two silent men watching them from just a few feet away. Immediately the newlyweds acknowledged the presence of others in their world, and tried to put on serious faces.
“I didn’t expect to see you two this soon.” Kicking Bird stated. Stands held up the bladders in each of her hands, and tried to catch her breath.
“We ran out of water and wood, and I need to get the rest of my clothes. May I go inside?” She asked.
“You may be married now, but you are always welcome here.” Kicking Bird said. Stands handed the bladders to her husband and stepped inside the lodge.
“So how do you like married life so far?” Stone Calf asked. Thunder Horse tried to think of how best to answer that in front of his father in law. He could not keep from smiling.
“I guess I like it just fine.” He admitted.
“So it was a good match?” Stone Calf continued. Kicking Bird was stone faced on the outside, but laughing on the inside.
“Yes, I have no complaints.” Stands stepped out of the lodge wearing her everyday tunic and moccasins.
“Except that she let me run out of water and wood.” He teased. Stands looked at each of the men in turn.
“That’s funny, this morning you were blaming it on my father.” She countered. She took the bladders from his hands and ran down the path to the river. Thunder Horse looked at Kicking Bird who stared back with a raised eyebrow.
“She is kidding.” He said, and turned to run after his wife. Once they were out of sight, the two older men looked at each other and smiled.
“To be young and in love...” Stone Calf said shaking his head.
A sleepy Stands protested as she was suddenly thrust out into the cold. Goosebumps sprung up all over her skin instantly. She grabbed for the blanket, but her husband held onto it tightly. She punched at his shoulder.
“You’re stealing all the covers and the fire’s gone out!” She growled.
“I put the last of the wood on last night. There is a sling hanging over there.” He stuck a finger out of the covers and pointed to the wall.
“You don’t expect me to go out there in my wedding tunic do you?” She asked appalled.
“You ARE the wife.” He reminded her.
“What happened to ‘You take care of me and I will take care of you?’” She argued. He shrugged.
“You are out of water too. I guess you expect me to get water as well.”
“Sure, that would be great.”
“You weren’t exactly prepared for guests.” She accused.
“You’re not a guest. You live here now.” He answered from beneath the warm blanket.
“It would have been nice if you had thought about it though.”
“It rained for 3 days. I thought that you were going to take care of it, and then your father drug me off to visit with Ten Bears. I didn’t have time.” He laughed.
“I’m seriously freezing out here. If you don’t let me under the blanket, something might just fall off.”
“As long as it’s not something I like.” She stared at his back, not knowing if he was kidding or if he seriously expected her to do chores now. He solved her dilemma by rolling over on top of her.
“What changed your mind?” She asked.
“I decided that I like everything.” He pulled the blanket over their heads and he nuzzled her cold neck.
“I don’t know where you expect me to find dry wood after the rain we just had.” She complained.
“You could go borrow some from Kicking Bird.” Her husband suggested.
“One day married and now I’m a beggar. I thought you said you would be a good provider.” She showed that she could also play his game.
“I am! We have a storehouse of food. It just isn’t much good without fire wood to cook it, and that is your job.” She bit his shoulder.
“Ouch!” They both laughed.
“Are you warm enough now princess?” He teased.
“Almost.” She shivered.
“I know how to heat you up.” He whispered suggestively.
“Yes, you’re doing a pretty good job of it now.” She moaned as he filled her.
“Ah…so I’ve found one of your wifely duties that you’re not complaining about.” He grinned.
“No, I like this one.” She admitted.
“hmmm It is my favorite one too. Are you planning what you’re going to fix for dinner without a fire?” he asked.
“No…I’m afraid we will just have to starve, or freeze to death.” She teased, actively participating in their playful lovemaking. “They’ll find us when they strike the camp for winter, naked, frozen together like this.” They laughed.
“At least we’ll be smiling.” They kissed.
“How can she think of cooking dinner when it feels this good?” Stands asked.
“Hush! I don’t want that image in my head. Not now…not ever.” Stands laughed
“You feel so good.” He spoke softly, propping himself up on his arms as they continued to move together. She forgot their game, and lost herself instead in the warm furry buffalo skin cocoon that made up their little world. In complete darkness, she explored his smooth muscular skin with her fingertips, marveling at the strength in his arms and his chest. His long coarse hair slipped over his shoulder and wisped along the valley between her breasts like a feather.
“Oh Please!” She cried out, barely able to breathe. He responded by loving her harder and faster.
“You are getting pretty good at this.” Thunder praised her.
“Just pretty good?” She asked.
“You are amazing!”
“Thunder Horse!” She sighed.
“Yes love.” He whispered as she melted in his arms. Moments later she felt his liquid warmth inside her.
[20]
Kicking Bird sat outside the door of his lodge with Stone Calf, speculating on when Ten Bears would announce that they would be moving to the winter camp. Suddenly, they heard a noise that made both men stop talking and look up the path. Stands in her wedding white, laughed joyously as she ran toward them. Her new husband was close behind. It looked like they were racing each other, and he was obviously letting her win. She turned to look over her shoulder and then squealed as Thunder Horse caught her around the waist. He picked her off her feet and spun around in circles before setting her feet back on the ground. He looked up to see the two silent men watching them from just a few feet away. Immediately the newlyweds acknowledged the presence of others in their world, and tried to put on serious faces.
“I didn’t expect to see you two this soon.” Kicking Bird stated. Stands held up the bladders in each of her hands, and tried to catch her breath.
“We ran out of water and wood, and I need to get the rest of my clothes. May I go inside?” She asked.
“You may be married now, but you are always welcome here.” Kicking Bird said. Stands handed the bladders to her husband and stepped inside the lodge.
“So how do you like married life so far?” Stone Calf asked. Thunder Horse tried to think of how best to answer that in front of his father in law. He could not keep from smiling.
“I guess I like it just fine.” He admitted.
“So it was a good match?” Stone Calf continued. Kicking Bird was stone faced on the outside, but laughing on the inside.
“Yes, I have no complaints.” Stands stepped out of the lodge wearing her everyday tunic and moccasins.
“Except that she let me run out of water and wood.” He teased. Stands looked at each of the men in turn.
“That’s funny, this morning you were blaming it on my father.” She countered. She took the bladders from his hands and ran down the path to the river. Thunder Horse looked at Kicking Bird who stared back with a raised eyebrow.
“She is kidding.” He said, and turned to run after his wife. Once they were out of sight, the two older men looked at each other and smiled.
“To be young and in love...” Stone Calf said shaking his head.