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The night is dark, but that is what everyone is lead to believe. For humans, the night is not as dark as our minds truly are. Some may find this confusing, so I will explain. . .
. . .the dark is all of the things that we cannot allow our outside selves to know. Our hidden secrets and desires. Things of the utmost primitive human urges. This is the place where very few have stepped into, but I have. I have been to the place where you only wish were a dream, but all who know want to go. No one here has the strength to hold up against the dark. A place where even the braver souls dare not trod. Dark demons of primitive desires reach upward their spiny tendrils at willing bodies. Some title this place Hell, but hell it isn?t. This is the place of Spawn, children of the night. The human animal! It is truth written by one who doesn?t want to lose what is left of her mind. Tortured by the carefully placed pieces of her life. The game begins!
I am the black pieces: the ones of the night, only given seconds time. I run from the beast that in time caresses my breasts. Furry arms with wide rippling muscles. Oh, my heaven has sent me an angel. He is the angel of the beast. Talon! my friend and lover. Touch my lips to yours. Let all of your passion consume what is left of my mortal body. Kiss me, Talon, my body yearns for your touch.
He touches my breast, as we rise with the pulsating blood that boils beneath my skin. Almost orgasmic, he touches them. That touch builds pressure that blinds my eyes. I no longer see, it is only him that is in my mind. Sight is no longer needed. Oh my! Glorious reattribution. . .In the name of Ana, give me the cause for my desire.
Talon?s grip on my body tightens. The touch is gentle like a flower kissed by the rain droplets. His hands gropes my breast, my stomach, my buttocks; giving all that is his to me. As I do to him. Ultimate passion. . .
. . .I wake up slowly, almost as if drugged in some matter. Talon has long since left my room. Yes! This is my room and where Talon, the man who made love to me. . .His hands. . .
I remember every waking moment with him. Now I sit back thinking, will he come back? My thoughts are almost in unison with my voice. . . ?No.? He won?t come back, that?s not his way. He is a god; a creature born of Texonna and Lorin. The dark truths that all humans try to hide and deny. Something that no one dares look at, unless one is faced with death, but not me, because I have love him and blinded by him? I love Talon, even his dark side. That side which I now hunger for. To feel his essence in my body and mind, linked. Forever linked by that unending truth. We are the truth. I am the truth of lies and guilt, despite the fact that I am a human being. Someone who cares for the ultimate good.
That is only the one side. Darkness within the light. Walking in the middle of a road; one side the evil built into the world by decite, lies, and lust. The other of truth, love, and pathos. I am the essence of both, the spirit of Ana. My goddes who created the sun and his sister, the moon.
I am alone. Sitting in my room; my sanctuary from the world.
?Aurana,? a voice calls.
?Talon? You?ve come back.?
?I couldn?t leave you. I love you.? That was all he had to say. ?It?s something that I and my parent thought could never be, but I love you, Aurana.? That is when I discovered the true meaning of ecstasy. Talon reach over and grabbed my arm.
He pulled me closer, ?Don?t ever leave me again,? I whispered in his ear.
?Nothing can or will,? he replied. His eyes sparkled green, hunter green. The kind dedicated to the trees. . .
His large hands that made me feel so safe have come home. He began to stroke my hair, it?s earthy shade of auburn shining radiant in the late afternoon sunlight streaming into my room. The touch of his hands to my flesh sent electric pulses through our bodies. His hand found my chest it heaved with sensual convulsions. Breath began rising, heat flared from our sweat soaked bodies. Talon searched my body, hands over and under, searching for where he was welcome.
Oh! Talon has come home. He has found the place where he is welcome.
I, myself found the place that I can come too as well. My hands traveled up Talon?s back. His muscles rippling under the sensual pleasure derived from the deepest sea in the abyss. Sweat covers his body, that and the blood that drips from my neck mingles. The scent of blood, sweat, and pine makes my nose and body quiver with excitement. Our bodies entwined like that of the laurel that climbs the cypress. Entwined in the midst of absolute pleasure. I have found him. Damn them! Damn them all who thought I was crazy.
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On the premise that I could write anything, and a bet entailing that I write the most interesting sex scene I could, I did. Though tastfully done, I tried to make it the most beautiful thing I could picture...this is another Perkins compostion. Good old Perkins :-)
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