Distant Dreaming

This is a second version of this story. The first version is non-sexual and merely sweet and romantic. It can be found on fanfiction.net under the same title. After I wrote the original version, I got the urge to do an NC-17 version of it. So I began working on altering it to fit that particular rating. The following story is what resulted. It took me a few days to write some of it out, since I was working on it in between other stories. Anyway, enjoy!

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Slowly, she made her way up the gently sloping grassy hill. For miles around, she could see nothing but grass swaying gently in the breeze. Daisies were spread sparsely. The sky was a clear blue, with bits of cumulus clouds here and there. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she should be somewhere to meet someone. Clearly, she was alone here in this empty expanse of field, her only company the nature that surrounded her. She continued walking, certain that her current path would lead her to wherever she felt she needed to be. A frustrated frown crossed her face as she wished she could remember exactly where she was to go or who she was to meet. Her feet merely trudged on as her brain continued to search for an answer.

Time passed, but nothing changed. She estimated that a mere twenty minutes had lapsed since the beginning of her journey. Why am I here? she wondered to herself. In the distance, a large object rose up from the grassy field, the only object that was above ground level. It appeared to be a tree of some sort. Perhaps she could find answers there. At the very least, she could find cool shade. The prospect of even that was inviting, a welcome break from all the walking she had been doing. However, she kept to the same walking pace, knowing that to speed up and rush was to appear childish.

As she drew closer to the tree, she noticed something else. There appeared to be another person standing beneath the tree, leaning back against the bark. Instinctively, she tensed up, ready for a fight if need be. The lingering effects of the last Grail War still had their hold on her. She still watched for an enemy at all times, still prepared her body for a fight that would soon commence. Proceeding with caution, she continued forward. She drew closer and closer to the tree, identifying it as an apple tree, the only one that she could see around her. Whoever stood at its base did not move, only stood in the same position as before.

When mere feet separated the two, her eyes widened in recognition; she knew exactly who stood before her. It couldn’t be possible, could it? She blinked, trying to clear away any sort of mirage that might be clouding her vision. The woman still stood there, munching on an apple and watching with a curious eye. “Afternoon, Rin. What brings you here?” she asked, smiling as she took another bite of the bright red apple.

“I…I could ask you the same…Saber,” replied Rin, astonished.

Saber smiled gently. “I come here often to think. It’s my own place of comfort.” She reached up to the lowest branches of the tree, plucking an apple from one of them. “Apple?” she asked, holding it out for Rin.

Rin took the apple and held it with both hands, cradling it gently. Her fingers ran over the shape, eyes watching her fingers. She was uncertain and unsure of what to think. Saber was supposed to have disappeared at the end of the war, but here she was, alive and well and speaking to her.

“Rin?” came the soft inquiry, and Rin found herself looking up into those bright green eyes that seemed to be looking deep inside of her.

Rin shook her head. “I’m sorry, Saber. I was daydreaming.” She rubbed the apple on her shirt to clean it and then took a bite. It was quite juicy, she realized as she munched.

“I asked if you’d like to take a walk with me,” inquired Saber, watching Rin closely.

“All right,” replied Rin.

Saber extended a hand to Rin. Rin looked at it and then at Saber. Is she… what does she…. Rin’s thoughts were jumbled, but before she could think it through, her body acted on its own. Rin slipped her hand into Saber’s waiting one, and the two began walking. Rin looked away shyly, avoiding Saber’s gaze. She’d dreamed of this before, but for it to actually be true was an entirely different matter. Saber’s hand was warm in her own, and she could feel the strength it possessed.

“Rin, what’s wrong?” asked Saber, a hint of worry in her voice.

Rin blushed at the question, knowing that Saber must find it strange how she reacted to the simple actions. “It’s nothing, Saber. I’m fine,” she replied, trying to act casual about it.

“Your face is red. Are you not feeling well?” continued Saber.

“No, I’m fine. It’s just that… I never thought I’d hold your hand,” stammered Rin.

“If you’re uncomfortable with it, I can let go,” replied Saber. Rin could feel Saber loosening her grip in response.

Rin gripped Saber’s slipping hand more firmly. “No, I’m not used to it,” she corrected. “It’s rather… nice.” Who am I kidding…I’ve dreamed about this enough times. I know it’s nice. She looked up at Saber, offering a small smile.

“That’s good. I’d been waiting for you. I was afraid you weren’t going to come. I was about ready to leave,” remarked Saber.

Did I forget to write it in my appointment book? Surely I would have remembered something such as this. I don’t usually slip up on meetings. “I’m sorry,” were the words that came out instead. Somehow, excuses seemed insignificant, pointless. “I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” Why can’t I remember agreeing to meet Saber? Or that she was back? Did Shirou not tell me about this? He won’t get away with it, that’s for certain. Rin realized that there had been silence between the two of them for more than a few minutes and she struggled to come up with a topic of conversation. “Where are we heading to?” she asked. It had been the first thing that popped into her mind.

“To a place that is both beautiful and tranquil. I think you’ll like it,” answered Saber, not giving any further clues.

Rin looked around her, wondering if Saber was just a bit crazy. Currently, they were descending the gently rolling hill, but all she could see were grass and flowers around her. There were no more trees, not even a bush or bit of shrubbery. It was merely empty field that surrounded the two of them. She would trust Saber’s word and not worry about the contradictory nature of the answer versus their surroundings. Without knowing it, she moved closer to Saber. In response, Saber intertwined their fingers together. Rin felt at ease.

Time passed and Rin noticed that their surroundings had begun to change. There appeared to be more trees in the distance, a clumping of them. The majority of the landscape still remained a wild field. Saber and she had walked along in silence, content in each others’ company. “Just a little further,” spoke Saber out of the blue. “We’ll soon be there.”

Rin was curious to see what Saber’s secret place was, and even more curious now that Saber had mentioned it without giving away any details. She kept herself from asking. Deep down, a tiny part of her suddenly wondered if it was a trap set for her. Instinctively, she began to sense the area around her, but could find nothing out of the ordinary. Unless you counted the fact that she was walking with Saber, hand in hand. Other than that, things were perfectly normal.

Closer and closer they drew to what was indeed a clump of trees. Rin could also hear something, faintly at first, but growing louder as they grew closer. She strained to listen and realized she heard the sounds of water flowing. A river, or something similar was nearby. Saber said nothing, but continued to walk forward.

As they took shelter amongst the trees, Rin looked more closely at her surroundings. Indeed, she had heard water, but it was not that of a river. It was a brook of much smaller size, gentle and dainty. In comparison, the trees that stood around them were strong, with large trunks. Rin recognized them as oak trees. She looked to Saber, wondering what the girl had on her mind, but Saber was looking off into the distance. Patiently, Rin waited for Saber to make the next move.

Her patience was answered in mere minutes. Saber tugged gently on her hand and led her to the base of one of the oak trees, the one closest to the brook. She sat, tucking her legs beneath her long skirt. Rin felt foolish, standing above Saber, fingers still intertwined. “Rin?” asked Saber, waiting for her to sit as well.

Rin’s mind was reeling. How should she sit? Casually? Close? As friends? As something more? This indecisive nature was so unlike her. Why couldn’t she make up her mind quickly and feel confident about her choice? She was saved further pondering by Saber’s quick pull on her hand. Down she tumbled, landing next to Saber. Saber’s arm snaked around her waist, steadying her further. Rin tucked her legs behind her and tried to regain her composure. She was a Tohsaka for goodness sake! If only her classmates could see her now. They’d laugh at her!

“Something is bothering you, Rin,” stated Saber.

Rin lowered her head. After her attempts to keep Saber from guessing, she’d failed. “I’m sorry, Saber. I just couldn’t… put it into words,” Rin explained feebly.

“Do you want me to go?” asked Saber. Rin could hear the sadness in her voice. Saber probably thought that Rin didn’t want to be here with her. Her suspicions were confirmed when she felt Saber’s arm slip away from her waist and then watched as Saber began to rise to her feet. Rin kept looking at her lap; she felt too embarrassed to look up. She didn’t want Saber to go, but Saber thought she did, and all because she couldn’t explain herself. She shook her head. She wouldn’t cry; she would explain herself. That didn’t stop the tears that began to well up in her eyes. She forced them back. She would not stoop so low. All of these crazy emotions, this uncertainness, this weakness… this is what it felt like to have feelings for another. She’d put a stop to it.

Rin’s hand shot out, grabbing Saber’s. Saber turned her head and looked at her in surprise. Rin tugged gently at her hand. “Please, stay. I’m not… used to all these feelings I have. It’s not you, and I implore of you not to go.” She looked up at Saber, deep into those brilliant green eyes. For a moment, it seemed as though Saber would simply leave without a second thought. “I’ll explain,” promised Rin, still looking at Saber directly.

Saber pursed her lips, looking back at Rin. She then gave a small smile, before sitting back down as she had before. “Do explain then.” She looked at Rin expectantly.

Rin held the eye contact, and took a deep breath. This was it. This was where she finally confessed her thoughts to someone besides Archer, besides the emptiness of a room. She would bare a part of her soul that she kept hidden and locked away. “Saber… I’m not used to… feeling like this. All these feelings… it makes me feel weak inside. One minute I feel this way, and another I feel totally different. I act shy and uncertain. I’ve never understood why love affects some people so much, but now I’m starting to see why.” Rin looked down at her hand, which rested near Saber’s. She moved her hand, and traced the lines on Saber’s palm. “I’m not sure I can explain it better than that.”

Saber clasped her hand around Rin’s. “I think I understand. You’re not used to any of this, are you?”

Rin shook her head. “I’ve never felt like this before.” She looked down at their joined hands again, shyness overtaking her.

Saber reached out with her free hand, cupping Rin’s chin with it. Slowly, she moved her face closer, giving Rin the chance to push her away. Rin knew Saber’s intentions and despite all her nervousness, did not push Saber away. Her cheeks colored at the thought of what was coming. In the next moment, Saber’s lips were on her own, gentle and soft.

I’m kissing Saber thought Rin. I’m really kissing her. Rin closed her eyes and kissed Saber back. Saber pulled away slowly, and watched Rin’s reaction, caressing her left cheek. Rin’s aquamarine eyes looked back at her and Saber knew the answer to her kiss. She lowered her head again, this time, kissing Rin longer. She wrapped her arms around Rin, pulling her close against her body.

The two of them continued to kiss, unaware of the passage of time. It was a slow, sweet exploration of feelings and simple desire. When Saber finally pulled away, Rin was hesitant to let go of the contact they had shared. She lay against Saber’s chest, enveloping herself in Saber’s natural scent, one forgotten in the modern world of perfumes and sprays. She didn’t want to let go of this moment between them. She felt Saber kiss the top of her head and nothing more was heard, save for the sound of the brook. The two simply relaxed beneath the oak tree, curled up against each other. Rin would look up at Saber every so often and then smile. She couldn’t help herself. She raised a hand to caress Saber’s cheek and as her hand fell, it brushed across Saber’s chest, lingering there a few seconds longer than it should have.

Rin blushed, embarrassed that her hand had ended up there, and even more so that she had lingered before pulling it away. She noticed the flushed look on Saber’s face. “I’m sorry, Saber. I didn’t mean to do that,” she apologized.

“Is it…supposed to feel like that?” asked Saber as she looked off into the brook, not focusing on Rin.

“Like what?” asked Rin, confused by Saber’s question.

“Like… well it’s hard to explain… like this?” she asked as she took her hand and ran it across Rin’s chest in the same manner that Rin had done to her.

It sent a chill down Rin’s spine, a tingling chill that felt rather pleasant. “Y-yes, it is,” replied Rin. “As long as it’s what you want from someone.”

“Do it again,” requested Saber.

Shyly, Rin raised her hand and brushed it across Saber’s chest once more. She could feel Saber’s breast through the fabric. She had known that Saber wore no bra, but to feel it was an entirely different matter. This time, she raised both hands, resting her fingers on Saber’s breasts. She began with a slow exploration, feeling, groping. Her fingers rubbed at the nipples through the white blouse, feeling each nipple harden from the stimulating touch. She listened to Saber’s breathing as it became heavier, and knew exactly what she wanted to do.

“Rin…” trailed Saber.

Rin was suddenly aware that Saber may not have wanted the attention at all, and had merely asked the question out of curiosity. She quickly removed her hands, pulling them away. She wouldn’t risk making Saber uncomfortable. “S-sorry,” she apologized again.

“No, it’s all right. It feels good,” remarked Saber. She smiled at Rin. “Continue.”

Rin placed her hands on Saber’s chest once more, and continued her ministrations. She found herself wanting more, and her fingers moved to undo the tie around Saber’s neck. The blue piece of fabric came untied and Rin discarded it to the side. Her fingers then nimbly began to unbutton Saber’s blouse, untucking it from the long skirt. She slid the blouse off Saber’s arms, exposing her upper torso to the wind. The shirt fell where the tie had. For a moment, Rin was caught off-guard at seeing Saber so exposed; it was vastly different from the conservative style common of her. She ran her fingers over the skin, feeling the taut muscles beneath. Her mouth moved forward, enveloping Saber’s right breast in her mouth. Saber groaned in response.

Fingers squeezed and pulled the other breast, just large enough to fit in Rin’s hand, while Rin’s tongue danced around the nipple of the other. Rin sucked and pulled at the nub, listening to Saber’s groans and knowing that the effect on her own self was becoming more noticeable. As she switched breasts, she felt Saber’s hand on the back of her head, urging her to continue. Not wanting to disappoint, she gave all she could. Slowly, she moved up from breast to Saber’s neck. She found a small sensitive spot and gently kissed and sucked on it, delighting in the soft noises Saber elicited.

As she kissed the sensitive spot, her right hand wandered lower on Saber’s body. It drifted over Saber’s skirt, bunching the fabric up as it worked its way beneath. Rin’s fingers eventually slipped beneath and up to the simple cotton panties that Saber wore. Her fingers moved to the apex between her legs and felt the soaked fabric. Rin found herself wanting to be closer, to touch the skin beneath the fabric. She didn’t want to be obstructed by something so simple as this.

While she kept Saber distracted, her fingers deftly moved to the back of Saber’s skirt, loosening the waistline. She pulled both skirt and panties down before Saber realized what she had down. Rin heard the gasp as the cool breeze hit naked skin, and quickly silenced her with a firm kiss on the mouth. The skirt and panties were deposited on the pile of clothing. Rin pulled away and broke the kiss.

Her eyes roamed over Saber’s naked form. Rin smiled softly, noticing the blush that had crept onto Saber’s face and how she looked away from Rin, as if suddenly embarrassed by her nakedness. Rin reached out and softly caressed Saber’s cheek. “Don’t be shy…” she whispered.

“I’m…sorry, Rin. I can’t help it,” replied Saber.

“Do you trust me?” asked Rin.

“Yes, of course,” answered Saber.

“Good.” Rin lowered her mouth once more onto Saber’s, kissing her tenderly and passionately. She felt Saber’s arms wrap around her neck. Rin’s hands roamed once more down Saber’s body, attempting to memorize the curves and muscles she felt. She rested one arm around Saber’s waist while slipping the other between Saber’s legs. Fingers slipping between the folds, she felt the wetness coating her fingers. She searched out the nub, and rubbed slow circles. Saber twitched beneath her, and moaned into Rin’s mouth.

Slowly, Rin moved her fingers from Saber’s clit to her entrance. Her fingers were coated and slick. She slipped one digit inside, testing Saber. She encountered no resistance, and Saber wasn’t as tight as she had expected. Her finger rubbed against the slick walls and she slipped another finger inside to thrust with the first. She began slowly, letting Saber get used to her fingers before she began to thrust at a faster pace.

Saber tucked her head into the crook of Rin’s neck, moaning. She felt the electricity in her body, felt it coursing through her veins. She held tightly to Rin, forgetting her surroundings, and focusing only on the pleasure she felt by Rin’s hand. Slowly, she felt something building in her core, like a fire burning. It began slowly and gently, as though someone had gently lit the kindling. With every thrust, the feeling intensified, as though someone was throwing more logs onto the flames. It continued building, almost to a crescendo.

Suddenly, Saber jerked away from the crook of Rin’s neck and looked into those eyes, those bright, aquamarine eyes. She saw the passion there and the emotion that Rin was pouring into this. “R-Rin!” she cried, closing her eyes tightly and throwing her head back as her body jerked and slid in Rin’s arms. Rin continued thrusting, fueling more, tiny orgasms until Saber collapsed in her arms, spent for the time being.

Rin lay Saber down completely in the grass and looked over her lover. Saber’s skin was coated with a thin sheen of sweat, and her chest rose and fell quickly. A faint blush crept across her face as Rin leaned down to kiss her softly. Saber kissed her back, slowly, languidly, as the rush of her orgasm wore off. Rin lay her head against Saber’s chest and closed her eyes, listening to the heart beating within. She never meant for it to, but it began to lull her to sleep and in no time at all, her world slowly faded into blackness.

In the dark stillness of her room, Rin shot up from her pillow. She wasn’t quite awake just yet, and thought that she’d slept so long that daylight had become darkness. Slowly, her breathing became steadier and she realized that it was nothing more than a dream… an intense, vivid dream. She looked about her, making sure she was back in her own room and not within the grove of trees that Saber had taken her to… but Saber had been gone for quite some time now. It was only a dream, nothing more.

Rin drew her legs to her chest, well aware of the feeling in her lower half. Even though the dream had gone, the urge was still there. She couldn’t resist. Her mind wandered back to the dream, to Saber’s naked body, and her willpower melted. She cast a silencer around the room, not wanting to be disturbed should any of the staff overhear her.

Her fingers slipped beneath the folds of her thin nightgown and made quick work of discarding her panties. With no other obstructions, she slipped her fingers beneath the folds of her nightgown once more, and they sank into warm wetness. She was soaked and her fingers slid easily over her clit, which was swollen. She rubbed slow circles, her body jerking every so often. She was close to orgasm, could feel it. She began rubbing faster, moaning loudly. She pictured Saber in her mind, naked and touching her. That did it. She felt the wave of pleasure wash over her as she cried out, body shaking. She felt the juices begin to run down her leg as the orgasm began to subside.

As she caught her breath, Rin found that the urge was still too much. She had to continue, to sate her desires. The image of a naked Saber was too overpowering in her mind. She wanted more, and she wanted to be filled. One hand reached for her nightstand drawer and she dug deep inside, pulling out the object. She slid it beneath her nightgown, and coated it with her juices before slipping it inside of her. Her mind pictured it as Saber’s fingers, long and steady. She began a slow thrusting pace, pushing it in and out.

The dildo rubbed against the spongy skin inside of her, and she moaned when it touched a particularly sensitive spot. It was designed especially to stimulate this area and doing a rather pleasant job. Saber increased the pace, going faster and faster. She let loose now, calling out wildly, imagining Saber holding her tightly while thrusting in and out. “Saber, oh yes, Saber!” she cried, plunging the dildo deeper and deeper.

Her climax began to build and Rin tried to hold off for as long as she could. Her hand continued to thrust faster and faster, her own juices running down her leg. Faster and faster…until she hit the point of no return. The liquid that gushed forth ran down her leg and soaked the area directly below her. She shook with the effects of the orgasm and breathed heavily.

As she began to come down from the orgasmic high, she removed the dildo from inside of herself, feeling immediately emptier without it. Her need for sex abated and she was left feeling lonelier than she had before she had gone to bed in the first place. She cleaned up her mess, making note to take care of the rest in the morning. It was too late to do so now, and she didn’t feel like doing much except for losing herself in her sleep, taking a chance to dream of Saber.

Her head hit the pillow and she closed her eyes, letting sleep wash over her. She felt satisfied and disappointed at the same time. She reached out to hold onto another pillow, thinking of Saber, missing Saber, wanting Saber.