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Gears of Love (Kolath x Kanna)

Kolath

Kolath

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Matthias woke to the sound of voices shouting down in the living room. “MATTHIAS GET ZARA OUT OF HERE!!” it was Mrs. Hayes screaming up the stairs at him. There was the sound of men fighting down in the living room. He didn’t ask why he knew that Doctor Hayes was involved in some work that could cause a lot of harm if in the wrong hands.

At fifteen he was stronger than most boys his age and smarter as well. He grabbed his pants slipping into them and his work boots in a matter of seconds. He grabbed the bag that he always kept packed with many different inventions both of his own and of the good Doctor. There was a scream from the stairs that sounded like Mrs. Hayes. Matthias was just stepping out into the hallway as a large burly man came up the stairs. Matthias didn’t even stop to think, his hand shot into the bag at his side pulling out a small cylinder pointing it at the man. Pulling back on the release trigger a burst of super compressed air shot from the cylinder and knocking the man back down the stairs.

Matthias didn’t waist anymore time he rushed into Zara’s room grabbing the girl’s coat and locket. “Get up Zara!”
 
Five year old Zara Lynn was buried under blankets, her arm wrapped around the doll that her mother gave her for her fifth birthday a few days before. She was too young and too tired to know what was going on. She barely woke up when she heard her mother scream on the stairs, near her room. "Mama?" she asked groggily before she snuggled down under her blankets and with her doll. Her long, red curls were mussed from sleep as he rushed into her room. She tried to curl up again, but the urgency in his voice had her get up rather quickly. She sat up and hugged her doll close to her as she saw Matthias holding her jacket and locket. "Matthias? What's going on?" She rubbed her eyes and looked up at him before she slipped off of the bed in her little nightgown and bare feet. "I'm tired, Matthias...I wanna sleep..." Once she was awake enough to understand the danger, the fight sounds downstairs scared her, and she moved to take his hand and clung to him tightly.
 
He wrapped her coat around her and pulled her shoes on quickly before gently pulling her to the door. “Come on lets go.” He pulled her down the hall making sure she could keep up heading for the back entrance. He heard a soft crackle and roar behind him and knew at once that the house had caught fire. Soon fire would be roaring all around them and he had to get her out and too safety before he could think about the doctor and mrs. Hayes. He raced down the stairs and out the back entrance with her in tow no matter how she fought. He pulled her to the cobble stone street and dropped down to one knee. “Stay here, I have to go back and help you mom and dad stay here!” he turned and rushed back into the house which was quickly becoming more and more engulfed in flames.

In just a few moments the fire brigade showed up along with the police which quickly took her away from the sight as her family’s home started to collapse from the fire, no one else had come back out. When the fire was out they found several bodies which they assumed were her parents and she was given to the local convent to be cared for as any orphan would be.
 
She clung to her doll and cried as the fire started up all around them. She wanted her mother and father, but they weren't following them. So, she fought and cried and screamed for her parents, wanting to run back to them. Once they were on the street, Zara sobbed and hugged her doll, nodding as he told her to stay. She cried as a neighbor came up and wrapped her arms around the little girl as they watched the fire. The child shivered and waited for Matthias to come back out, but as the fire engulfed the house, and she didn't see her parents or her father's apprentice come out. The fire burned so hot, that in about an hour, most of the large house had collapsed, and the fire brigade was working to bring people out. She rubbed her eyes and cried into the skirts of the woman that held her. The damage had been done, and she was quickly taken away to a convent.

♫~♥~♪​

Eight years later, Zara was sitting in her room playing with the locket that she wore around her neck. She knew she was stubborn, and the frustrated nuns had yet to be at it out of her. The thirteen year old girl was confined to her room for the second time that week for doing something stupid, like talking back and not doing what she was supposed to. Today, she was in trouble for saying hello to a nice young man that had peeked into the convent to see what was going on. The Mother Superior had caught her, gave her a fair beating and a lecture, and then sent her to her room with no dinner. It really didn't bother her all that badly. Zara had no idea how much of her parents' child she was, since she had very little memory of them, but apparently the nuns had known them a little, since they kept telling her how much she was like them. She couldn't help thinking of that young man, as well as the starved little puppy she had tried to adopt earlier in the week. She was supposed to be kind to God's creatures, right? Then why did the nuns get mad at her for the puppy and the young man? Weren't they also God's creatures?
 
Katrina stood outside the room she shared with Zara sighing softly. She was struggling with what she was going to say to her room mate. she was upset with her for getting in trouble again but what bothered her the most was that Katrina didn’t have the guts to go talk to that boy herself. Zara reminded Katrina of the way that she had once been and it bothered her that she had changed.

Sighing she finally pushed into the room looking at Zara, “What is wrong with you? Why do you do things that you know are wrong?” she stood there in her uniform her black locks flowing down past her hips and her dark blue eyes shining lightly.
 
Zara sighed and lay back on the bed as her roommate came in. Part two of her day's lectures had yet to start, and now that Katrina was standing there, glaring at her, and wondering why she did the things she did. Of course, it wasn't like she really cared, since she hardly ever listened in the first place. She sighed and folded her arms under her breasts waiting out the lecture. "Katrina, I don't care if the things I do are wrong. I do them because they feel right. Unlike you, I don't plan on staying here in this convent for the rest of my life. I actually want to have fun sometimes."
 
Katrina’s mind was reeling as she heard Zara’s statements. What did she mean they felt right…how could something that was wrong feel right. Even as she thought that she remembered things that she used to do with her old roommate that had felt so right but when the nuns had caught them had been wrong. Down between her legs she felt herself started to get wet as she remembered her roommate and how she had lied and told the nuns that she had forced Katrina into it letting Katrina stay in the convent. “Just because something feels good doesn’t mean you should do it.” she whispered softly the statement the nuns had made sounding very weak.
 
Zara moved to play with her locket again, only half listening to the weak statement. It always annoyed her that her roommate was so submissive and listened to everything the nuns told her. Sure, somethings weren't good, but they still gave people pleasure. But the thirteen year old failed to see how saying hi to a boy was so wrong. He was handsome, and he would have made a good friend that could help her escape this horrible, restricting place. But the nuns had scared him off by giving her a decent beating right there in the garden. She sighed and simply waited for her roommate to leave so she could enjoy the simple memory of the boy.
 
Katrina was mad at Zara for her better then thou actions. She growled, “Fine stay rebellious you will never make it here if you don’t learn to respect the rules. And being a orphan this is all you have.” She stormed out of the room slamming the door hard before collapsing back against the wall slipping down and crying into her skirts. She was speaking about her self wishing she had the nerve to be different…but if she was kicked out of here where could she go….it scared her to be alone…why wasn’t Zara scared also?
 
Of course Zara was scared to be alone, but she also knew that there were other ways to get out of being alone. She sighed and lay back on the bed now that her roommate was gone. She lifted her skirt and slipped her hand underneath to rub at her pussy through her petticoats. She was soaking wet, and just the simple memory of the boy had her turned on...though it didn't hurt that she hadn't had a chance to touch herself for a week or so. She sighed and squirmed a bit before she was comfortable on the hard bed and panted hotly as she started to rub her clit. She didn't realize her roommate was outside before she let out a loud moan of pleasure.
 
Katrina had calmed down a bit when she suddenly heard the moan from her room. She looked at the door and suddenly felt a wash of wetness between her legs. She knew that moan was a moan of pleasure and it had been so long since she had heard someone let one of those slip. She bit her lip softly knowing that her roommate was rubbing herself and started to breathe a little harder. Her hand pushed against her own skirts down against her throbbing pussy knowing she wanted to watch or even….join in. slowly she stood and opened the door silently standing there watching her friend for a moment before the door squeaked.
 
She moaned and squirmed, her hips arching into her fingers as she thrust two into her pussy, rubbing against her own g-spot. She didn't really notice that she was being watched, much less that Katrina was also wanting to join in. Zara was momentarily content that she continued to moan in pleasure as she teased herself. This was supposedly wrong, like so many other things she did, but she really didn't care. She wanted out of this convent. Of course, she had been doing this whenever she was alone, so when the door creaked, she jumped and quickly pushed her skirt down, thinking that it was one of the nuns just walking in on her.
 
Katrina jumped also when the door made a sound because it was so clear that if they got caught they would be in so much trouble. She blushed as she finally looked back up at Zara her face and neck beat red. The door slowly closed as Katrina stood there her legs rubbing together under her skirts her hands folded rubbing together down over where her thighs joined. She was so wet and turned on but was so embarrassed at being caught looking at her friend doing something so wrong that she couldn’t hide how scared she was. “Um….” Katrina had to take a moment to gather herself and slowly moved over to Zara’s bed looking at her roommate. “I’m scared…but.” She leaned in and kissed Zara softly her hand brushing over the other girls cheek her other hand rubbing up one arm of Zara.
 
Zara grinned and returned the kiss just as softly, momentarily wanting to enjoy so much more. She pulled back from the kiss and moved over to the door, making sure it was closed tightly, and slipped a door underneath the handle so the nuns wouldn't be able to get in so easily while they were busy. Zara moved back to the bed and licked her lips as she moved to kiss her roommate again, her fingers brushing against Katrina's shoulder. "You're scared, but you want this too, don't you?" She nuzzled against her neck, nipping at it lightly. "I don't think the nuns will stop us, as long as we're not too loud..."
 
Katrina watched Zara move the chair to the handle making it harder to get in. She blushed thinking why it was needed and moved up onto the bed as Zara came back over to her. She nodded kissing Zara back her hands moving to her friends waist slipping around It slowly. She blushed more as she broke the kiss one more time moving onto the bed kneeling on it facing Zara and nodding again. "Yes I want this…though I barely touch myself the way you were because I…" she blushed more, "I can get very loud."
 
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