belief which leaves no place for doubt is not a belief
"A
belief which leaves no place for doubt is not a belief; it is a
superstition." Jose Bergamin
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He hears muttering, praying, in Spanish each night before she falls asleep. He's come to know the major words and hates that she prays for her brother. Her brother, who wanted to take her from him. Her brother, who failed.
Padre Nuestro, que estas en los cielos...
She curves away from him, caramel skin with chocolate eyes that bleed black, dark and dirty and when he feels it building up in him he feels whole. Ever since the first time he likes the push of the black in him and hates, loves, hates, loves, hates, that he needs her for it. Wants her for it. To kill her would be so simple, so easy, he can make a weapon out of anything, but his powers are not back, and he's not completely sure that he will when he does.
Santificado sea tu nombre...
Maya likes the feel of a warm body by her side. She always has. Being a twin means you always have somebody with you. Compañero para la vida. And now with Alejandro gone, she misses him, but is happy with his replacement. He is warmer and colder and when he looks at her she can see something in his eyes Alejandro always lacked - drive. He wants something, maybe her, and she likes that. Alejandro was always her following her, and she loves him for that, hated him when he decided he would follow someone else. Gabriel, is different. Un angel caido, a fallen angel and he guides her, pulls her, pulls from her, and pushes inside. She likes his push.
venga a nosotros tu reino; hágase tu voluntad en la tierra como en el cielo.
He likes her power, she can tell. It's greed, egotismo, she see in his eyes when he looks at her and inside she smiles. Alejandro, hermano querido, would always brush her flights of selfishness it aside, a brother's job, but Gabriel, he likes it. Greed, power gluttony, lust all pecados, and she likes that she sees them reflected in black.
Danos hoy nuestro pan de cada día; perdona nuestras ofensas
He touches her back in mid prayer and she stops and turns and smiles. He likes her wide and trusting one, she likes his soft and tempting one. His hand drift from her shoulder up to her neck and for a second both think he is going to break it. But he doesn't and she moves her naked leg between his, letting herself be pulled as she pushes against him. He is sharp edges and part of her fears being cut, but she knows how to kill him now.
como también nosotros perdonamos a los que nos ofenden;
She lets him climb on top of her, cover her. His hand hold hers above her and for a moment they think of Christ, but he lower his head and they think of sin. His lips press against her breast and bite. She rubs her groin to his.
no nos dejes caer en la tentación, y líbranos del mal.
Slyar pushes into her as hard as he can. Maya arches her back and mummers Dios as her nails dig into his arms. He takes her to the edge and when she comes, her eyes begin to grow dark and they both feel whole.