“And then what happened?” Rose asked a few three quarters of a century later.
“Matthew came over to me, and kissed me, thanking me for saving the King,” Lily answered simply.
“Wow…” Rose exclaimed softly.
“What?” Lily asked.
“You know that by doing that, you basically saved the U.S., right?”
“What?”
“Yeah…I don’t know if you remember or not, but King James the First of England—
“The guy with the Bible?”
“Yeah. Well, before he became King of England, he was known as King James VI of Scotland…he became King of England when Queen Elizabeth died.”
“Okay, so?”
“He was a grandson of some kind of Robert the Bruce’s.”
“I never thought of that,” Lily answered.
And she hadn’t. After Matthew had kissed her in the midst of the victorious Scotsmen who had officially earned their independence from England, too much had happened between Lily and Matthew that the implications of her arrow had not fully registered to Lily.
Together, they had ridden back to Culcreuch to much fanfare. The entirety of the Clan Galbraith celebrated the exploits of Matthew and the strange woman at a feast held in the dining hall of the Culcreuch Castle. A few days later, and edict came from King Robert, granting ownership of a large tract of land in the area of Stirling Castle, the title of Baron, and the right to include the motto “Friend of the King” on his personal coat of arms from then on.
Matthew had asked Lily if she would accompany him to his new home…and she had agreed. The tension between them was palpable when they had first arrived, and finally, Lily had had enough of waiting for the erstwhile gentleman to make a move, and like the 21st century woman that she was, she made a move for him.
“Matthew…what do you want from our relationship?”
“What do you mean?”
“What do you want to see happen between us?”
“I—I don’t know what to say, Lily,” he answered.
“Well, if you don’t know what you want, there is no way that I can know. You need to know this, however: I have a life in my own time, and I will go back to it…unless I have a damn good reason to stay here.”
Matthew considered this for a minute, and finally asked, “What would be a good reason?”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want you to go.”
“Well, if you don’t want me to go, then why do you want me to stay?”
“Because in the last few weeks, I have fallen in love with you.”
“That is a damn good reason, Matthew,” Lily said, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pulling him in for a long kiss. At first, Matthew seemed unsure of himself, until Lily pushed him into one of the empty chairs, and began removing her clothes in front of him. When she stood there, wearing nothing but her undergarments, she turned to him and said, “Aren’t you going to take yours off?”
Matthew, finally realizing what Lily was saying, hastily began to remove his clothes as well. When he was completely naked, she instructed him to sit back down in one of the chairs. When he was seated comfortably on one of the velveteen chairs, she kneeled before him, lightly touching the tip of his lance with her tongue. When he let out a low moan that only Lily could hear, she giggled naughtily, making it plain that there was definitely more where that came from.
She continued this for a few minutes, waiting for Matthew to nearly burst from longing, and only then did she take him into her mouth. Slowly, with painstaking precision, she used her tongue to wet every inch if his large member. All the while, however, she was becoming more and more hungry as well, and after licking and sucking on his potency for a few minutes, she finally stopped and stood back up.
“Why did you stop?” Matthew asked in a voice that was pleading with her to resume.
“You’ll see,” she said, grinning mischievously. Slowly, so as to continue the process for as long as possible, Lily removed the last vestiges of clothing that hugged the firm curves of her body before finally standing completely naked before her lover. “Do you like what you see?” she asked in her most seductive voice.
“V—very much so,” Matthew answered, breathing in deeply the scent of her arousal which hung potent on the air. Lily turned around, exposing her rear to him, and sat, slowly taking in the inches of his dagger into her wet, quivering sheath. Her folds expanded and stretched as she learned to accommodate him, and when comfortable, she began to grind on him, slowly taking him in and out of her and relishing every amazing second of it.
Thanks to the large size of Matthew’s organ, it did not take long for Lily to feel the powerful waves of ecstasy that accompany a coming orgasm, and so she began to move faster, slamming Matthew into herself repeatedly.
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed, her eyes rolling in her head, “that feels so good!”
Matthew must have liked her vocal nature while in the throes of passion, because even through the clenching of the walls of her hollow, she could feel him stiffening as she rode and grinded on him. Finally, together, the two lovers both achieved release and collapsed on the chair, with Matthew holding her while they both fell into sleep.
***
“So…you slept with him?” Rose asked.
“Yes, of course!” Lily answered. “And we are going to get married!”
“How long do you think you were gone?” Rose asked.
“About five months…why?”
“Because in my time, you’ve only been gone for a week.”
“Wait, what?” Lily asked.
“Yeah, you weren’t even scheduled to be home until next week.”
“So you mean that I can use this necklace to stay there for a year if I want to, and still come back here every week?”
“Yeah, I would think so!” Rose answered. “Why?”
“Just because I’m living full time in 14th-century Scotland doesn’t mean I don’t want to see you, ho,” Lily answered. “I could come here and stay for a month, and the necklace could take me back so that I would only be gone from then for about five minutes if I want.”
“Seems like it!” Rose answered. “What’s your point?”
“My biggest fear about living in the past is that I have been worried about how hard it would be to keep in contact with you.”
“Well, with this necklace, you can come see me any time,” Rose said with a genuine smile.
“That’s great! Oh, I love this necklace!”
“Well, you may have control over time and space, but I have to get to work,” Rose said.
“Okay!” Lily said, standing to hug her friend. “When do you want me to come see you again?”
“I think once a week will be nice, so when you get a chance or just want to get away for a bit, come visit!” Rose answered, before turning to walk to her car.
The two women waved at each other, and Rose drove away. Lily, on the other hand, found a secluded spot, and whispered the words tempus imperium while grasping the necklace that she still had not taken off. When the gateway appeared before her, Lily stepped through it: back to both her past and present…to her one love.
Together, she and Matthew grew to an old age and had eleven children, the oldest of which was a girl. When Lily reached an old age and was ready to die, she gave her 14th-century daughter the necklace and started the legend of the necklace, thus continuing the loop.
THE END