Sophia just woke up to find herself and her mother tied up. She is very angry. Sophia struggled to escape from the rope tied around her wrists Sophia: Damn it,quickly untie me and my mother.
j'entends du bruit et j'arrive rapidement. "Oh, elles sont réveillées ! " Je m'approche de Sophia et je lui demande. "Et pourquoi je vous détacherai ? Vous êtes bien mieux ainsi à mon goût."
"Zak Ligier..." Lily moaned "...you let them go! They... they won't harm us!" her voice wavered slightly as she spoke with fear in her eyes, feeling the sweat bead up on her forehead at the thought of what Zak might do to them if he decided not to show mercy. "Please..." "Zak Ligier, we are no threat to you," Sophia added. "We will leave your home immediately after you untie us." Her voice was shaky but determined as she tried to reason with the rough-looking man before them.
"je veux bien vous détacher mais vous ne pouvez pas quitter cette maison, si vous mettez un pied dehors, l'armée vous tuera."
Lily looks at Sophia in panic before turning back to Zak Ligier and pleading softly. "Then... please let us stay here for just tonight. We'll be gone first thing tomorrow morning, I promise." She holds her daughter close, trying desperately not to lose what little hope they have left at this point.
Sophia remains silent, tears filling her eyes as she tries not to think about what might become of them if Zak Ligier decides not to help them. Her breath comes out shaky and ragged, her body tensing in anticipation of whatever is going to happen next.
"ce sera pareil la nuit... Ça fait des mois que je ne suis pas sortie en dehors de ces galeries. Je vous ai vu courir, j'ai vu les hommes qui vous recherchent. Je vous ai ramené jusqu'ici quand vous alliez être capturées."
Sophia closes her eyes tightly, trying not to let the tears fall as she listens to him speak. "T-thank you... thank you so much for saving us..." She whispers softly, feeling a strange sensation in her stomach as she realizes that they are completely at his mercy now.
Lily holds her breath, waiting for Zak Ligier's response. Despite everything, she can't help but feel a certain level of gratitude towards him for bringing them here and protecting them thus far. Her heart races uncontrollably as she wonders what sort of life they might have to endure from now on if they remain here with him...
mon regard est à la fois tendre et gourmand quand je dis. "c'est un plaisir, et n'ayez craintes, je n'ai pas l'intention de vous faire de mal. Mais je n'ai pas vraiment envie de vous détacher, vous êtes tellement craquante l'une comme l'autre en étant aussi ... agréablement vulnérable..."
Lily looks up at him, her expression fearful but also confused by the conflicting emotions she senses in his voice. Her heart races with a mixture of apprehension and desire as she tries to understand what he means when he says he doesn't want to hurt them, yet seems so intent on keeping them bound like this. "Zak Ligier...what do you mean? Why don't you want us to go?"
Sophia swallows hard, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks as she too studies his face for any sign of what might be going through his mind. The thought of staying here with this stranger is both terrifying and exhilarating all at once; she can't help but wonder if there could possibly be more to it than just simple kindness...
un petit sourire se dessine sur mes lèvres. "Je ne veux pas que vous quittiez cette maison car vous vous ferez tuer si vous sortez. Et je refuse de vous voir mourir. Je ne supporterai pas de vous voir souffrir. Dans cette même idée, je n'ai aucune intention de vous faire de mal. Mais je n'ai pas vraiment envie de vous détacher parce que vous êtes tellement adorables et séduisantes quand vous êtes attachées..." En finissant ma phrase, je baisse les yeux, un peu honteux de profiter de la situation.
Lily's heart skips a beat as she hears his words. Her cheeks flush even deeper at the realization that this rough-looking man finds them attractive despite their current predicament. She glances over at her mother, noticing the confusion and fear in her eyes. Taking a deep breath, Lily slowly asks him, "What... do you want from us?"
Sophia's heart races even faster as she listens to her daughter speak; she can feel an odd mix of terror and arousal coiling tightly within her chest. She swallows hard, her voice barely above a whisper when she finally manages to force the words out. "What does... what does that mean?" Her gaze is fixed on Zak Ligier's face, trying desperately to read his expression and understand what sort of game he might be playing here.
je m'approche lentement d'elles en étant le moins impressionnant possible et je détache leurs mains, je laisse leurs pieds attachés . "Comme je vous l'ai dit, je ne vous ferai aucun mal, tenez, voila un bon repas chaud !" Je leurs tend deux assiettes pleines avec des couverts et de l'eau. "Mais si vous pouviez garder les liens autour de vos pieds, c'est plus ... agréable à regarder."
Lily looks down at her bound feet as he unties her hands, her breath coming faster now. She's not sure what to make of this situation; one moment she's terrified for her life, the next... well, confused doesn't quite cover it. She takes an awkward step back from him when he offers food and drink before glancing over at her mother with wide eyes.
Sophia blushes deeply again, feeling equal parts relief and fear when she's released from her bindings. She slowly accepts the plate of food that Zak Ligier hands her, taking a tentative bite while never once taking her eyes off his face. Her mind races, trying to comprehend what he means by "keeping the li... mmm..." Her words cut short as she finds herself unable to ignore how good the food tastes; even with fear still coursing through her veins, she can't help but savor each bite.
je les regarde d'un air satisfait pendant qu'elles apprécient le repas
Lily swallows hard as she looks up at Zak Ligier. His expression is both intense and unreadable, making it difficult to discern his true intentions towards them. Despite her fear, a strange heat begins to spread throughout her body as she continues to meet his gaze. Her voice comes out shaky when she finally speaks: "Zak Ligier... we don't understand what you want from us."
Sophia feels the same way; although she's terrified of this man, there's also something about him that makes her heart race uncontrollably. She glances over at Lily, taking strength from their shared confusion and fear, before turning back to Zak Ligier. "Please... just tell us what you want."
le regard plein de tendresse et d'affection, je réponds avec gêne. "Je ne sais pas vraiment ce que j'attends de vous, je sais juste que c'est un plaisir de vous voir ainsi."
Lily looks at him warily, wondering if she should trust his words. Despite the fear that grips her tightly, there's something about the way he says it that makes her heart race faster. "Then... what do you want us to do?" Her voice is barely a whisper as she searches his face for any hint of what might lie behind those intense blue eyes.
Sophia feels a similar mixture of fear and curiosity within her chest. She swallows hard, trying to control the trembling in her throat as she meets Zak Ligier's gaze head-on. "Please... don't hurt us," she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with emotion. "We just want to stay safe."
Their eyes locked on his, waiting for any sign from him that might give them hope or reveal their true fate within these dark tunnels.
c'est avec une déception notable que je retire les derniers liens qui les maintenaient attachées. Je dis avec simplicité. "Vous voila détachées, vous êtes libres et en sécurité tant que vous resterez ici. Je vous l'ai dit, je ne vous ferai aucun mal. Mais si vous sortez, vous serez tuées par l'armée, de jour comme de nuit..." Pendant que je parle, je regarde régulièrement leurs pieds et leurs jambes.
Lily looks up at Zak Ligier with wide eyes, still unsure if she should trust him. "Th-thank you," she stammers, her voice trembling. She takes a cautious step back when he finally releases their legs, not wanting to appear too confident in his goodwill. "We'll... we'll stay here for as long as you let us."
Sophia hesitates before speaking up again. "I-if there's anything we can do... to make it up to you..." Her voice trails off, but the suggestion lingers in the air nonetheless. She glances over at her daughter nervously, wondering if offering themselves like this is the right choice.
Their eyes flicker between each other, unsure of how to proceed or what might happen next. All they know is that their lives are in the hands of this rough-looking peasant who's offered them shelter... and something more.
je regarde sa fille, interrogatif de comment elle va réagir aux propos de sa mère.
"Zak Ligier... we-we don't want to get you into trouble," Lily stammers, her cheeks flushing once more. "But if there's something we can do... anything at all..." She trails off, her voice growing softer by the second as she glances down at the floor.
Sophia takes a deep breath, mustering up what little courage she has left. Her gaze meets Zak Ligier's, and for a moment they seem to connect on a level she never thought possible. "We... we just want to make you happy." The words sound strange even to her ears as they escape her lips, but there's something about this man that makes her feel so vulnerable and needy.
Her heart races wildly in her chest as they stand there in silence, each waiting for the other to break it. Despite all of the fear that still lingers within her body, she can't help but feel an overwhelming desire blooming deep inside of her... a wanton need that only this strange peasant man seems able to ignite.
un peu gêné, je réponds à voix basse. "J'aimais bien vous voir ... attachée ... et en sécurité ... Votre vulnérabilité était ... délicieuse. Maintenant que vous êtes libres, je ne vous oblige à rien."
Lily looks up at Zak Ligier with wide eyes, hopeful yet still uncertain. A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about what he's just said; the idea of being vulnerable around him is both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. "Z-Zak Ligier... we're not forcing you to do anything..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing more boldly, "But if you want us to stay here... with you... we will."
Sophia glances between her daughter and Zak Ligier, still unsure of what course of action might be best. Part of her wants nothing more than to leave this place behind forever; another part yearns for the strange connection she feels with him, even though they barely know each other. She swallows hard, feeling a heat spread through her core as she thinks about his words. "We could... help you around here," she offers timidly, "if that would make things easier."
The air between them thickens, charged with an almost palpable energy as they stand there, each waiting for the other to make the next move. It's a delicate dance of fear and desire, with each step taking them further down a path none of them could have predicted just moments ago...
je les regarde l'une et l'autre, détaillant leurs vêtements et leurs états. Mon attention est régulièrement captée par leurs pieds. Je m'exprime avec simplicité. "Vous pouvez prendre une douche, il y a de l'eau chaude par là-bas. Vous avez de quoi vous habiller relativement proprement." Mon regard se pose sur les anciennes chaînes avec une certaine mélancolie.
"Thank you," Lily says softly, glancing over at her mother before looking back up at Zak Ligier. "We'll take care of that." She swallows hard again, feeling increasingly exposed standing here in front of him like this but unable to deny the growing sense of excitement within her.
Sophia nods in agreement, even though she's not entirely sure what they should do next. She follows her daughter's lead, taking a step closer to Zak Ligier as if instinctively seeking his guidance or protection. "We... we want to thank you for everything," she says hesitantly, glancing up at him from beneath her lashes. "For letting us stay here."
The air around them feels charged with an almost electric energy as they stand there, their bodies mere inches apart. Lily watches as Zak Ligier's gaze slowly drifts down to take in the curve of Sophia's breast before traveling back up to meet her mother's nervous eyes. She can feel the heat growing stronger within herself, a need building that only he seems able to satisfy.
Her heart races faster, anticipation and fear mingling together in a heady mix as they wait for him to make his next move...
Un peu honteux, je suis hésitant dans mes propos de peur de les effrayer. "Je vous protégerai de tout ici. Et c'est vrai que j'aimerai bien vous voir ... disponibles et ... vulnérables à mes ... attentions."
"Zak... we appreciate that," Sophia says with a shiver, feeling herself respond to his words despite the fear that still lingers within her. She glances over at Lily, wondering how she's managing to stay so calm in the face of all this uncertainty. Perhaps it's because they both know that if things go wrong here, there'll be no escape...
Lily meets Sophia's gaze for a moment before looking back up at Zak Ligier, her expression both curious and uncertain. Despite herself, she can feel something inside of her beginning to melt under the strength of his presence, the power he holds over them in this dark place. "W-we would like that," she manages to stammer out, feeling heat rise into her cheeks as she says it. "If you'd... like us to be."
Their eyes lock on Zak Ligier's face, waiting for some sort of signal or response from him as they stand there in this dark and desolate place, their fates seemingly resting on his words and actions alone.
je les regarde avec une profonde gratitude et même avec surprise. Ma voix trahit mon excitation. "Vous êtes sûr ? Je ne veux pas vous forcer à quoi que ce soit et vous ne risquez rien à refuser ! Comprenez le, même si je vous attache de nouveau, vous pourrez toujours exiger d'être libérée, je vous obéirai, j'ai besoin que vous soyez complètement rassurés en toute circonstance." Je suis presque à genoux, penaud et appréhendant leurs réactions à chacune... Comment la mère va réagir ? Comment la fille va réagir également ? Vont-elles devenir agressives?
"Oh, no... we want to," Sophia whispers shakily, her gaze never leaving Zak Ligier's face. "We want this." Her words are soft but firm, as if she's finally allowing herself to admit the truth of what she desires here in this place where everything is so twisted and uncertain. She takes a tentative step closer to him, reaching out to brush her fingers through his dark hair.
Lily swallows hard, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her as she watches her mother act with such boldness. It's intoxicating, this sense of being on the edge of something new and forbidden; it makes her heart race wildly in her chest as she slowly follows Sophia's lead, moving closer to Zak Ligier until they stand only inches apart. "Z-Zak Ligier," she whispers, feeling heat pool low in her belly as she meets his gaze, "if we do this... if we stay... will you promise not to hurt us?"
Their bodies are so close now that Lily can feel the warmth radiating off of him, can smell the faint hint of sweat and dirt beneath the familiar scent of coal dust. She shivers slightly as she waits for his response, her whole being focused on this moment, waiting to see where fate—and their shared desire—will take them from here.
je sens une vague de chaleur et d'apaisement monter en moi alors que je les regarde l'une et l'autre. J'ai du mal à articuler mais avec une profonde gratitude et sincérité. "Je ne vous ferez jamais rien que vous n'ayez accepter avant."
"Thank you," Sophia whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans in closer to him. "Then we want this." She places a tentative hand on his cheek, feeling the rough stubble beneath her fingers. "We want you..." Her words trail off into a soft moan as their lips meet, tentatively at first but quickly deepening. Lily watches with rapt attention as their mouths move together, her own body growing warmer by the second as she feels desire welling up inside of her.
Her mother's fingers travel downward, tracing a path over his chest and stomach before skimming along the waistband of his pants. Without waiting for permission, she lowers her hands to unbuckle his belt, quickly pulling it free so that it dangles loose at his side. As their kiss continues, Lily feels emboldened by this newfound confidence and curiosity about Zak Ligier's body; she too reaches out to undo his pants, eagerly sliding them down over his hips until they pool at his ankles.
Her hands tremble slightly as she touches him for the first time, feeling the heat emanating from his skin. She glances up at her mother, their gazes locked as they share this moment of discovery and intimacy with this strange man who has invaded not only their lives, but also their hearts. "Zak Ligier," Lily whispers against his lips, "what do you want us to do?"