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formulate within my eyes as the scorching stream intensifies dissolving and evolving the delicate humanistic tissue, bones, and marrow. I can feel every last servile reformation.
Sirius’s guiding gaze keeps me somewhat centered, but then as if all my nerves are unleash ed my eyes begin to follow the illusions of rain-drops crawling along the thatched leafy rooftop, slipping through the minuscule cracks of the small hut.
I become strongly focused on the droplets of rain seeping inside and watch as each drop skids down growing larger, clustering together more and enhancing into a stupendous heart-beating blob. Throbbing and pulsating to my own harmonious rhythm of my sprightly heart, rippling into the native wooden-wall causing it to bend and bow earthward. I’m habitually hooked.
The buoyant drop sags and caresses the floor yearningly and eventually claims a submissive path to Sirius, conjoining below his feet, compelling me to a new absolution that is now upon me, to submerge myself in the nth degree. Free of suffering, and despair. Fondled with so many vulnerabilities I break down my barriers and finally accept my turning fate. Awkwardly, I gloriously explore Sirius’s mouth, tasting the sweet divine essence of him.
Siphoning any and all of the last lusting resources he has, implausible thoughts accrue with a building passion. Remarkably my hands scandalously tour his silken hair, making no detours attaining every fiber of him. “Selene…” Not caring who is speaking to me or even who is watching us, I reside in my own intimate bubble of drug induced entrancement.
“Selene, hear me … my thoughts intermingle with your own now, you must hear me . I’m pleased with your... acceptance, but we must refrain until you have acquired more physical endurance.”
Starving like an outcast I contest his meaningless words, basking in the undiluted succulent investment of him, overdosing each vein as I swallow all that can. Our lips are dead-bolted down, making any articulation inaccessible, but all too soon the supernatural moment separates, and he gently moves our mouths apart. A puzzling breath retreats from my simmering lips. Gasping for air I find my hands entangled in his hair, and I can feel my entire body strumming with more life than ever before.
“Rest Selene,” his ordering thought infiltrates my mind and I fully attain that not only I am able to move, but I can hear his unspoken words. Nevaeh looms over me, placing a frayed blanket and then another on me. Sirius’s voice vibrates through my mind receptively, “Selene, your body temperature will drop as your current body balances and adapts from the primitive state to my own cellular structure.”
Try ing to clutch to his every word but I’m racking my brain to remember, his thoughts start to blend together to me. Confused and growing sapped from my strength, my memory slips as I shiver violently. Over the chattering of my own teeth I hear them talking, “Sirius, do you wish for me to provide a cell guard or another warrior to stay with her?”
He lays me down on top of the rudimentary mohair pallet and shelters his secured arms around me, the heat from his body seeps into my pores keeping me warm.
“No, bring more blankets for her. Her levels are dropping too quickly. I do not plan to leave.” Another woman emerges passing fawn-colored brown blankets to Nevaeh.
“As you wish, Si rius,” she says softly to him and she shakes the blanket out and drapes it along my now convulsing form.
The young woman standing beside Nevaeh peers down to me, her skin is pale as the purest snow and eyes as dark as an onyx stone. Abominating lips grossly sealed with thick numerous stitching. Nevaeh clasps a hand on her frail shoulder and directs her, “Nina, go prepare the viand for Selene, once she awakes she will need the nourishment.” A slight nod and a glance back down to me as she steps back, not sure if my mind is deceiving me or if it’s real, but
Sirius’s guiding gaze keeps me somewhat centered, but then as if all my nerves are unleash ed my eyes begin to follow the illusions of rain-drops crawling along the thatched leafy rooftop, slipping through the minuscule cracks of the small hut.
I become strongly focused on the droplets of rain seeping inside and watch as each drop skids down growing larger, clustering together more and enhancing into a stupendous heart-beating blob. Throbbing and pulsating to my own harmonious rhythm of my sprightly heart, rippling into the native wooden-wall causing it to bend and bow earthward. I’m habitually hooked.
The buoyant drop sags and caresses the floor yearningly and eventually claims a submissive path to Sirius, conjoining below his feet, compelling me to a new absolution that is now upon me, to submerge myself in the nth degree. Free of suffering, and despair. Fondled with so many vulnerabilities I break down my barriers and finally accept my turning fate. Awkwardly, I gloriously explore Sirius’s mouth, tasting the sweet divine essence of him.
Siphoning any and all of the last lusting resources he has, implausible thoughts accrue with a building passion. Remarkably my hands scandalously tour his silken hair, making no detours attaining every fiber of him. “Selene…” Not caring who is speaking to me or even who is watching us, I reside in my own intimate bubble of drug induced entrancement.
“Selene, hear me … my thoughts intermingle with your own now, you must hear me . I’m pleased with your... acceptance, but we must refrain until you have acquired more physical endurance.”
Starving like an outcast I contest his meaningless words, basking in the undiluted succulent investment of him, overdosing each vein as I swallow all that can. Our lips are dead-bolted down, making any articulation inaccessible, but all too soon the supernatural moment separates, and he gently moves our mouths apart. A puzzling breath retreats from my simmering lips. Gasping for air I find my hands entangled in his hair, and I can feel my entire body strumming with more life than ever before.
“Rest Selene,” his ordering thought infiltrates my mind and I fully attain that not only I am able to move, but I can hear his unspoken words. Nevaeh looms over me, placing a frayed blanket and then another on me. Sirius’s voice vibrates through my mind receptively, “Selene, your body temperature will drop as your current body balances and adapts from the primitive state to my own cellular structure.”
Try ing to clutch to his every word but I’m racking my brain to remember, his thoughts start to blend together to me. Confused and growing sapped from my strength, my memory slips as I shiver violently. Over the chattering of my own teeth I hear them talking, “Sirius, do you wish for me to provide a cell guard or another warrior to stay with her?”
He lays me down on top of the rudimentary mohair pallet and shelters his secured arms around me, the heat from his body seeps into my pores keeping me warm.
“No, bring more blankets for her. Her levels are dropping too quickly. I do not plan to leave.” Another woman emerges passing fawn-colored brown blankets to Nevaeh.
“As you wish, Si rius,” she says softly to him and she shakes the blanket out and drapes it along my now convulsing form.
The young woman standing beside Nevaeh peers down to me, her skin is pale as the purest snow and eyes as dark as an onyx stone. Abominating lips grossly sealed with thick numerous stitching. Nevaeh clasps a hand on her frail shoulder and directs her, “Nina, go prepare the viand for Selene, once she awakes she will need the nourishment.” A slight nod and a glance back down to me as she steps back, not sure if my mind is deceiving me or if it’s real, but
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