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Posted on May 20, 2010 at 11:37:43 AM by Vali
 Waking up in someone else’s arms was strange in itself, strange enough that the rest of the world and its oddities were muted for that moment of time when my eyes met his eyes. The castle could be collapsing in on itself but nothing could separate gold from green. There was something between us that went unspoken. I understood body language better than I did the shared language. Sasha’s arms around me; the lack of space between us as he moved closer, my arms drawing around his waist to gather him closer to me…I was his. I was his because he had found me when no one else did. Like a rook finding a shiny piece of ribbon to bring back to his nest to keep for as long as he could…I would be his. And he would be mine too – if only because I wanted it to be this way. He would be mine and no one else’s and if he was then I would have to get rid of them – all of them. Eliminate every obstacle in my way just so I could have him. Primitive mindset was very, very primitive. And dangerous. My eyes narrowed as someone turned down the corridor that lead to the small bed we had stuffed in the corner. I tensed as they drew near, my grip on his hips almost crushing as I kept him close. I did not even know this man’s name and I guarded him fiercely, like an animal would its mate when unwanted visitors came around. Again, verbal language was limited at this point in time. ‘Mine.’ I heard myself say in a quiet exhale. It was only when the person turned into another room that I relaxed against him, my eyes drifting back onto the beautiful face of my rescuer. “I am Vali, God of Chaos. Thank you for saving me.” I leaned into the already limited personal space between us, kissed him softly on the forehead with gratitude for having plucked me out of the thrashing wilderness of the sea. When he didn’t flinch I smiled, glad he was comfortable with the closeness of another male’s advances towards him. “I am yours now. Do you understand me? Do not get rid of me – I will not let you.” I purred softly, a hand touching the side of his face gently. He was so cold in comparison to me, his shivers brought out my protective instinct. I pulled the blanket over him as best as I could and wrapped my arms around him tight. “What is your name?” Sasha was as frightened as he was excited as he was startled, I think. To have another creature suddenly so attracted to him (so quickly, mind you) must have been something he barely expected. I wouldn’t stop. I knew I wouldn’t stop. Even if he begged for me too. Even if he tried to fight me. Even if I was weak in all the ways he was strong – it wouldn’t stop me. And yet, as I kissed him softly on the lips, his lack of resistance seemed to tell me otherwise – that perhaps Sasha was alone in all the ways that I was as well. ...there is blood on my hands, is it mine? some of it. |
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- I could make a naughty joke here... - By S A S H A May 21, 2010 at 04:22:51 PM
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