A Secret Lover? {tag: Nita}

Naveen's body finally relaxed as he finished and he laid on the ground, not daring to move for a moment. Shit...how was e going to explain this to her? She was going to think he was sick for having a reaction like this to her. He tried to catch his breath and ran his hands over his face, groaning in embarrassment. It had been months since he'd had sex so it felt amazing to finally have a release but the fact that it was all because of a dream and Nita's sleep-walking state, it made it feel so wrong. Naveen finally pushed himself up on his arms and into a seated position, keeping his eyes averted from her. "I'm...fine..gods, I'm so sorry. I..I should go." The wetness in his pants made him feel extremely dirty. It felt like Nita could see it even though it was covered by his pajama pants and his member was still hard despite it's recent completion. It was like Nita knew exactly what turned him on and where all of his sensitive spots were. She had hit every single one. Images of her next to him with her hands between her legs flashed in his mind and he bit his lip. Had she been dreaming about him? She was moaning his name but maybe...maybe she had been dreaming about the rape too and she just picked him out in the crowd? He shoved the thoughts out of his mind and scrambled to his feet, grabbing a loose pillow and holding it in front of his crotch so she wouldn't see how aroused he still was.

Naveen blinked up at her, knowing immediately what she was trying to ask. His cheeks flushed and he pushed himself to his feet. He shook his head and cleared his throat. "Um I..I can't..I shouldn't. Just umm use.." Naveen nervously held up his hands, letting her know that her fingers could work. If she wasn't his sister, he would have helped her in a heart beat but she had already caused him to climax and he was worried what he might do. Once he thought she understood, he fled from the room and into his own. He slammed the door shut behind him and groaned. Why were the gods doing this to them? He bit his lip and stripped off his clothes as he walked to the bathroom. His figure stopped in front of the mirror and he frowned. He pictured Nita next to him, naked and her body pressed into his. Naveen cursed under his breath and quickly moved from the mirror to take a bath and clean himself.

Naveen didn't really spend much time in the tub, only enough to wash himself off. He didn't even hear Nita burst in but the moment he heard her voice, he turned and saw her standing in the middle of his room. It took him a moment to realize that he was standing before her completely naked in the bathroom doorway. He cursed under his breath and grabbed a towel, throwing it around his waist. "Damn it Nita, what are you doing!?" Naveen fastened the towel around his waist as she turned to run and he went after her. Though he hadn't been planning for her to run into the door and his body suddenly collided with hers. He involuntarily grabbed onto her and their bodies went tumbling onto the ground. Naveen landed on top of her and his towel came loose, falling onto the ground next to them. His soaked body pressed against hers as he let out a pained groan as her hand pressed against his side where he had a few broken ribs. It took him a moment to move and he pushed himself up on his arms so his body was hovering over hers, not even realizing that he was now naked. "Are you alright?"

Naveen swallowed and looked down at her. Though at her words, he frowned and pulled back. He suddenly realized that he had been naked above her and he scrambled off of her, snatching the towel and throwing it back around his waist. "It's not your fault Nita...I shouldn't have reacted that way." He forced himself to his feet and held out his hand for her to take. Naveen helped her stand and ran a hand through his hair, keeping his gaze downcast. "But I'm doing these tournaments anyway...I know that you don't think it's a big deal but you've seen what father can do. I'm not letting him do it to you anymore." His gaze hardened as he looked up at her and moved over to his dresser, pulling out some jeans and underwear. He motioned for her to turn around before dropping his towel and pulled them on quickly so she wouldn't be waiting too long. Once he was done, he moved over to his bathroom and pulled out some bandages. If he was going to be fighting, he'd have to bandage himself up. He unraveled a long bandage and started to wrap it around his abdomen, wincing as he lifted his arms in a certain way that pulled at his muscles.

Naveen looked up when Nita spoke up and took the bandage from him. "What are you doing?" He felt her hand on his side and he flinched away but she made sure to keep a hold on him. "Look Nita, this isn't going to stop me. I need to bandage this up before-" His words cut off though when he saw a light enter his body and spread throughout him. All of the pain seemed to disappear and he felt more awake than he had in months. He looked down to see that the bruises and cuts were all gone from him body and his eyes widened. "What.." Nita swayed before him and he caught her in his arms to keep her from falling. "How did you do that?" He lifted her up in his arms, silently grateful that there was no pain, and took her over to his bed. A sudden realization hit him and he frowned. "If father finds out that you healed me...that I even know about this, he's going to punish you. And if he knows about what you can do, he's going to use this to his advantage to hurt you even more." Naveen sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

Naveen smirked at her words and nodded. "Thank you...but this can be the only time. Father is going to be watching these tournaments and if I show up each fight without any injuries, he's going to find out. You know how he reacted when I tried to take up magic when we were younger..." Naveen paused and frowned at the memory. He hadn't used his magic since he was cursed. Nita didn't even know about it other than the fact that he suddenly stopped and he didn't plan on telling her. If he did, she would try to find a way to fix it and he didn't want that pressure on her. "Plus, if it makes you woozy like that, I don't want you using it on me." He gave her a serious look and took her hand in his. "These tournaments are nothing. After a few, all these men will run screaming and leave you alone forever. No more being scared of them. We will take over this village and it will become ours." He grinned and leaned down, kissing her cheek. The day couldn't come fast enough that their father wouldn't be in charge anymore. Naveen had been counting the days since he was five years old..since the day that Nita was born.

Naveen waved his hand and dismissed her question. "You were really young so I doubt you would remember.." He sighed and ran his thumb across the back of her hand. What she asked next though made him frown. "Then I deal with it. I won't die, I promise." He grinned and spent the rest of the day talking to her in his bedroom. Once he saw that the sun was setting outside, he finally had to leave her. She wasn't allowed to come and he honestly didn't want her to. Those men were pigs and if she had to be there when he was fighting, the villagers would have used it against him. He kissed her cheek and hoisted his bag over his shoulder before he turned and left. From her bedroom window, she could see the square so she promised to cheer him on from there.
He arrived in the square, ignoring the whispers around him as he went to the center. Naveen set down his bag and pulled out his favorite sword, wiping it off gently with a rag. Nero suddenly appeared behind him and placed a hand on Naveen's shoulder. "I'm surprised you showed son. I thought you would have run off by now." Naveen didn't say anything and kept his attention on his sword. He knew his father was trying to shake him and he wouldn't let it work.

Suddenly, the front door to the house opened and the man from the day before walked in, clicking it shut behind him. Nero had asked him to check up on her during the tournament and he knew exactly what he meant. He silently climbed the stairs and went to Nita's room, seeing her standing nervously by her window. "Well well, keeping an eye on your knight in shining armor?" His voice rang through her room as he walked in, locking the door behind him so she couldn't run away. He walked up to her until he backed up against the window and a grin came to his face. "I'm surprised that he is willing to fight for you. After all, he abandoned you. He's out living his own life, not even caring that his precious little sister had been raped by his own father day after day." When her eyes widened, he smirked. "That's right. I know all about that. Why else did you think I was the one to rape you yesterday? But that's not important now...it looks like the fight is about to start."

Naveen stood in the center of the square and stripped off his shirt, leaving him in just his jeans. It was the way the men fought in the village. The less armor you had, the stronger you were and Naveen had a reputation for being one of the best. The first man that challenged him was about the same build but shorter than he was. He could clearly tell that Nita wouldn't like this man..it almost made him want to laugh. Nero shouted the beginning commands and the tournament started.