Well, it took a while but here's my entry for this competition (I've included the part of the story my entry picks up at)...
“He parted the folds and stumbled into a fairyland of gleaming black statuary and blue velvet-covered walls. The huge room was decorated with delicately sculptured fish in ebony stone imbedded in a deep indigo carpet. The carpet was unlike anything Pitt had ever seen. It encased his feet to the ankles. He looked up and saw that the entire fantastic setting was reflected in a gigantic mirror which spanned the ceiling from wall to wall. In the center of the room, elevated by four carved leaping sailfish, was a clam shell-shaped bed adorned by the body of a naked girl lying on a sparkling satin spread, her white skin contrasting vividly with the blue and black motif of the chamber.
“She lay on her back with one knee drawn up and one hand palmed around a small white breast as though caressing it. Her face was enticingly hidden by long, sleek hair that glinted in the light as it trailed across the pillow. The rise and fall of her breathing distinctly showed that her stomach was hard and firm.
“Pitt leaned unsteadily over the bed and brushed the hair way from her face. His touch awakened her and she moaned softly. Her eyes slowly opened and locked on Pitt, gazing unseeing for a moment until her sleep-dulled brain registered the sight of the bloody spectre standing over her bed. Then her lovely face snapped into shock and her large, inviting lips opened for a scream that was never uttered.
“ “Hello, Summer,” Pitt muttered with a crooked smile. “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop in.”
“Then the door in Pitt’s skull slammed shut and he pitched backward onto the waiting carpet.”
Pitt’s landing was cushioned by the luxurious carpet. Summer rushed to his side, her eyes quickly scanning the room to ensure no one else had followed Pitt into the ebony and indigo sanctuary. Her grey eyes were filled with grief and concern as she looked at Pitt’s battered and bloodied body. She gingerly surveyed his wounds before retrieving a nearby water pitcher. She tore a strip from her sheet and carefully tended to Pitt’s wounds.
Pitt slowly stirred back from unconsciousness, awakened by the gentle touch of this disrobed Florence Nightingale. “Giordino…,” he whispered, his strained voice barely audible, “…still…passageway…”.
Summer leaned closer to try to catch his words before he lapsed back into the dark void of unconsciousness. Summer caught his meaning before he drifted away, and throwing the remnants of her sheet around her body toga-style, she went to the passageway to find the stocky little Italian. Before she could reach him she heard voices echoing along the passage and silently snuck back into her chamber, hoping Pitt’s companion was safe.
Swiftly returning to Pitt’s side, Summer gently ran her hand along his face. She began to weep silently as she gazed at him in this forced slumber. She gingerly kissed his forehead, her tears falling upon him like a soft rain.
“Sorry to disappoint you dear heart, but I’m not dead yet,” Pitt offered gently, his crooked smile gradually returning. “It’s going to be a while yet before you’re rid of me.”
“You incorrigible man,” Summer retorted, trying to sound annoyed but her relief at his return to consciousness was apparent. Her eyes regained a look of hope as she returned Pitt’s crooked smile, but it quickly faded away. “I couldn’t get to your friend, Giordino. I’m sorry,” Summer began weeping again as she informed Pitt of Giordino’s likely capture by the voices in the passageway.
With a newfound strength Pitt struggled to a sitting position as he took Summer into his arms. “Don’t worry, he’s always getting himself into trouble. At least this way I know where he is,” he joked half-heartedly.
Summer was amazed that this man could remain so light-hearted and calm under the circumstances. “The guards will check here for you, we must get you hidden.” Her eyes searched the room, trying to figure out where Pitt could be hidden. As she rose, Dirk pulled her close and gently kissed her. She pulled away slowly, her eyes wide in confusion. “Do you want the guards to find you? You must hide!”
“No, if they capture me I will be reunited with Giordino and will put this matter to an end once and for all,” he said softly, his fierce determination was evident in his hardened green eyes.
Summer believed and feared his words, yet something inside of her pulled her closer to Pitt. “I don’t want to lose you Dirk Pitt,” she said softly her hands delicately moving over him, unsure but purposefully.
“You won’t, we will all leave here together,” he wanted to say more as he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply and longingly. His hands gingerly removing the toga-sheet from her body. She blushed with a sudden schoolgirl innocence lost in Pitt’s warm green eyes, succumbing to his advance. Neither had experienced anything such as this before as they made love in the ebony and indigo chamber. Pitt had been with many women over the years, but none of those compared with Summer. As he held Summer in his arms, he drifted back into unconsciousness, his last thought a resolution to get her out alive.
Excellent job khimera! It looks as if you've been working on that for a while. It sure paid off! th: th: th:
Wow....does Clive know you were in his study? :unsure:
That surely rose my temperature :P Well worth it!!!! :lol: