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I am Lady Siam
"You both alright?," I inquired them, looked at them as they used the combination cutting pliers to tong a purple bright midget globular piece out from the mini power source charger which was connected to power transfer machine. It was bright with purple light like that jewel. I'd felt the heat and mystery power from the mini power storage designed by Glau.
"Okay, now we're ready, sir," Nevlin said together with walked to the shield structure slowly and carefully. Both I and Stefan had to follow for clearer view. Nevlin slowly put it down into the center of power socket in the center of the shield structure which the 4 groins received it. System of this shield automatically worked to take globular piece into its system, to be its power source. Nano Psycho chips then fluorescent bright purple light.
Nevlin quickly sat down before his screen, checking on the weird application I never saw before. I didn't know what that application software was for but it looked pretty useful for these AIs or maybe power source control.
"The power was almost overloaded, sir, good luck, it works."
"Well, Glau. Turn on all processors, can't you?"
"I'll try, sir." Nevlin accepted that and keyed on his keyboard so fast, faster than I could see what he keyed into the system. Finally, he pressed on 'Enter' and turned to look at the shield structure, waiting for its reaction.
First, I saw the shield moving a bit then pausing. All processors and all circuits/networks worked without heat sinks. When my open hand reached just a bit over it, I didn't feel any heat or power out here. These molecules made me taken aback. Mimetic Poly Alloy was like in the future I left, the future we left. All inside the shield seemed perfect for me at all. Superconductors. Temperature control which never changed. Good for me, better and best one.
I could tell that this shield could be better than both Captain America's shield and Thor's Mjonir.
"How, sweetie? Do you like it?" Stefan asked me.
"It's perfect, sweetie. I think it's more perfect than I ever thought it might be." Maybe, because all after I'd seen and touched, the whole shield would be thick enameled by Kalibaium. It would be very strong and heat and attack couldn't destroy this, only acid could.
"But what will I call it?" I hoped that Stefan could give its name very well.
He smiled warmly and responded my question, "Svalinn, sweetie. Svalinn heitir, hann stendr sólu fyrir, skjöldr, skínanda goði; björg ok brim, ek veit, at brenna skulu, ef hann fellr í frá."
I was confused. "What language? I never heard this."
"Norse," he said then... "Svalinn the shield is called, which stands before the sun, the refulgent deity: rocks and ocean must, I ween, be burnt, fell it from its place," he translated.
"This shield will protect you. Kalibaium founded by Juan Lopez can endure with high temperature heat, as high as sun's and its Brinell hardness was more than other metals on Earth. I'm very sure that this thing can protect you from every bad," he continued as he slowly grabbed my hands again. Why he thought so. He spoke like he was gonna go away from me. Oh! Please, Stefan, please don't.
He looked at me, put my left hand over his heart. "Allison," he whispered lightly, "do you feel my heart? The heart I gave you? I don't know when it won't beat anymore."
"Please, Stefan, don't say thing like that," I suddenly interrupted him, "Don't say that again. I'll be with you until the day we die simultaneously. I already promised it."
He shook his head. "No, Allison, my love, whatever will be, will be. This world isn't sure. Relativism, Buddhist teaching taught both you and me and everybody. No one can run from death. I just want you to live happily and peacefully. I just..."
My finger touched on his lips, stopping his words. "Shhh! Shhh! ...there must be nothing. We'll live together until we both die. I don't care how you are, what you are, cripple or common man or quadriplegic. I'll still love you and protect you like you always have done."
Then I knelt down, leaned closer him and after all, I kissed him at his lips. He kissed me back for a moment, but I could tell he wasn't as into it as before. Worrying, always worrying. How different it would be when he didn't need to worry about me anymore. What would he do with all his free time? He'd have to get a new hobby. Maybe he would do what he had to do with me, maybe having sex on this free day.
I could hear Nevlin's steps, he walked toward the shield structure and computers again. He might be gonna continue his work and science experiment.
Stefan continued the kiss as long as I wanted like he'd known or read my mind, but I knew he can't. His tongue and mine were fencing, hugging and playing with each other in our mouth. I felt his breathing fast, hard and hot against my noses. He still did to me like when he did to me 7 years ago. Our relation would never change, I thought.
I had to break the kiss, so I rolled back and stood, looking at him as he looked up at me with a happy smile. Not happy at all, I could see his expression but still happy.
"What alias do you want?" He asked as he stroked my hair, arranging it at the right place on my head.
Siam is an exonym that was used as the name of Thailand before 24 June 1939 and again from 8 September 1945 to 20 July 1949. I thought my alias should have "Siam" in it. Oh! What I thought, Captain America was exactly Captain Rogers. I wasn't a soldier, I just ever, now I was just a veteran. My husband ever was a General in Asian resistance during the war against machines. Ah! I found my new alias now. "How is Lady Siam, sweetie?"
"Oh! It's wonderful," he praised it.
"And let's see which should be the right paint of this shield," Nevlin spoke as he called the Adobe Photoshop CS9 onto the screen. "We're gonna create a new super heroine to Thailand, Mrs. Pichitchai. The idea will be better than Captain America."
We turned and looked at the screen. Nevlin opened the image file of Captain America's shield from the net. I thought I had an idea for my own shield. I was gonna fight for innocent in Thailand, my land. I thought it had to be about Thai or Siam. I was thinking about Flag of Siam which had a white elephant facing to the hoist in the red flag. Called in Thai language "Thong Chang"- the Elephant flag.
"Stefan, I'm Lady Siam. So we should replace the star on Captain America's shield with a white elephant. Then we replace the first red ring and the whole circular area inside it with blue color, changing the whole to mean like the present day national flag of the Kingdom of Thailand."
Stefan considered that. "Hmm! I thought your idea is so good, Allison."
He turned to Nevlin. "What do you think?"
Nevlin nodded. "Good meaning."
I smiled and thought that I was going to become Stefan's valuable wife. I felt so proud to serve his nation. Nevlin worked and modified the picture to be like the one in my idea.
Nevlin turned to us. "What about the design of suit?"
I already had my creative idea. After telling Nevlin all about my idea, I and Stefan got out of the room, leaving Nevlin alone in his world again.
The cloud had come out there and storm got in this land. It rained even it was now in the evening of this cold season.
Our bedroom was mostly dark as Stefan continued to brand me with kisses as we collided with the edge of my bed. He tried to use his telekinesis to control his legs. Miracle, he controlled them as well as other organs. All windows and curtains were closed without touch or other people's help.
I smiled when I noticed that our joined shadows were casting about on the walls of the room. The harsh lighting from the unclosed curtains highlighted our movements making our bodies appear in caricature: our bodies stretched and entwined together sensuously in the veiled light.
Slowly as we sank onto the bed, he leaned down to kiss me and I could see the desire pooling like tiny stars in his beautiful black eyes.
I felt his heart rate being to quicken beneath my fingertips as I steadfastly removed his shirt. I wrestled the black, button-up from his body. The pads of my fingers caress the newly freed skin of his back while Stefan's naked chest was so warm against me. I'm not exactly sure where he'd left his jacket, but I really didn't care right this minute.
The heat from our lips seared us together. He closed his fingers into my hair and I slipped my arms around his neck, allowing the heat from his body to warm my slightly chilled one. He wrapped his arm around my waist, lifted me up hard against him. I felt the heft of his erection pressing insistently into my belly as he deepened the kiss. Our tongues danced and explored with enthusiasm.
"Alis..." he moaned against the shell of my ear as he played my body like a Stradivarius.
I still couldn't wrap my mind around our earlier amorous activities. It had been so passionate, so glorious, and oh, so naughty.
I felt the heat radiating from Stefan's hands as he cleverly removed my clothes, leaving me naked and panting, wanting more and more. Without missing a beat, he removed his pants and then we were naked together and I gasped at the feel of his strong body against mine; his so masculine and hard, mine softly submitted to our passion.
Our hearts beat together as my breath quickened. I slowly ran my fingers through his short steel and brown hair as his firm hands ran down from the small of my back cupping my ass and suggestively pulling my body closer to his, grinding his erection forcefully into the juncture between my legs.
His kisses were scorching. And I was completely enthralled by him. The fire within me was raging and a hunger for this man to be inside me could not be extinguished until he and I became one. His lips touched the hot flesh of my neck and his pulse quickened and his erection twitched impatiently against my wetness.
My knees went a bit weak as his hands moved from the small of my back to the cheeks of my ass, then gripped each hip, probably leaving slight fingerprint bruises. I moaned softly when I felt his hardness pressing slowly, rapturously into me. The throbbing of his cock was matched to the pulsating rhythmic pounding between my legs.
I was so wet with desire.
Stefan devoured my neck with an animal hunger, his thrusts were gentle, yet completely wild and unrestrained.
My breasts were jiggling with our rhythm, as my nipples scraped against his chest, erotically. Stefan's muscles flexed against me and his skin glistened as I watched his handsome face staring down at mine. There were no words, but he found them:
"I love you."
His eyes tightened, then he took a deep breath and nodded. "You're right. The past is past and I can't do anything to change it. There's no sense in letting my mood sour this time for you. I'll do whatever I can to make you happy now."
I examined his face suspiciously, and he gave me a serene smile.
"Whatever makes me happy?"
He nodded then kissed me.
...
I woke up again in a few hours later, my body had its new pink long dress with undies and bras beneath it. He'd gone out there. He might put all these on me when I slept.
I didn't open my eyes. I was too happy to change anything, no matter how small. The only sounds were the wind outside, tweets, my heartbeat...
I sat up, walking out of this room.
Very surprised, my son and my daughter, Sam and Orwell in their student uniforms, ran to hug me.
"Mom!" the two kids called me simultaneously. Stefan dressed in his formal suit, sitting on wheelchair, slowly pumped toward us with a serene smile.
I separated from my children toward him. They also looked at us with smiles. Everyone in this house was happy today.
"Any more surprises today, sweetie?" I asked him.
"There'll be more, Allison" He grabbed my hands, raising them up to kiss them, one at a time. "I always have a lot of surprises for my love."
My stomach growled.
"You're hungry," he said quickly. "Maybe another surprise is gonna come."
The children took my hands. Stefan smiled, turned, led us into kitchen and I found our set of Thai dinner. A bowl of Tom Yum Kung, a plate of pork omelet, Thai chili sauce, boiled vegetables on a plate and a bowl of green curry are there.
"Is this a surprise for you?"
"Wow!" That's pretty good for me. Thai foods, oh! Those were what I wanted.
The children let me go and walked to the counter, scooping rice from a cooker into four plates. They were trained to do so, they were trained to be as good as their father. I was so proud with this and... Ah! The rice looked ready. It smelled appetizing, goody-goody.
"Let's get these eaten, Allison."
The kids served the four plates of rice onto table and then we started our dinner together.