1 Complementary Colours
1.1 Chapter the Seventh – Skin
Valerian's POV
I hadn't been in here long, only about half an hour, when I heard the door creak open. I knew it was her almost before she stepped into the room. Who else could it be? She stayed silent for a few minutes, I guess she must have been watching me. Deciding to play along, I sat silently in the window, bathed in moonlight and candlelight and pretending to be oblivious to her presence. Through the low light in the room, I can almost feel her eyes on me. This has gone on long enough, Mara. Speak to me. At last she does, stepping forward and speaking with that beautiful, almost purring voice.
"Ella…..can't sleep either?"
Not with you on my mind, Mara. I explain why I'm out of bed, and ask her if I'm being a nuisance, knowing full well what her answer will be. After a few seconds that seem like hours, she slides the door closed silently and comes over to perch herself on the couch. As she leans against the back, her ruffled silvery hair brushes against my bathrobe which I had left there when I sat down. I will wear that robe forever now.
Knowing that no matter what I do now, there's only one way this can go, I slide off the pile of cushions in the window and join her on the couch. It's an almost magnetic pull that draws me to her, as if some powerful spell is acting between us. Except it isn't. The energy that fills the room isn't magic – for once. I lift the candle so I can get a look at her face in its amber light, her skin smoothed by its glow looks like velvet. I'll never know what came over me, but I thought of the only thing I could do in order to get closer to her irresistible body. Under the pretence of putting the candle down, I lean across her to reach the table at the end of the sofa. As my breasts brush against the soft fabric of her nightdress, something like an electrical charge runs through me. The warm and pleasant shudder that grips my muscles makes me shake the candle, its hot wax running down to scorch my hand. But the pain of that moment soon dulls into the pleasure of being close to Mara.
Just as I'm starting to think that I will have to let this moment go and sit back, her strong hands take hold of my head, and she pulls me sharply towards her. Before I even know what's happening our lips meet, and all the hunger and desire for one another seems to become obvious. The initial moment of confusion only last about a second. That's as long as it takes for my brain to figure out what's going on. I was wrong. She is attracted to me. The relief and ecstasy is unbelievable. Without thinking about what I'm doing, I return the kiss. As our hot tongues meet, we seem to come to an unspoken understanding. I slip my arms around her waist – she's an inch or so shorter than me – and our bodies press against one another. This perfect kiss continues for a few minutes, every second worth more than its weight in gold. This is all I've wanted, ever since I first laid eyes on her. And now we know we both feel the same, what is there to hold us back.
It seems almost surreal, I can hardly believe that I haven't fallen asleep and drifted into some blissful dream, but it's all too vivid to be imaginary. As our lips part for a moment, hovering so close to each other that we may as well still be kissing, I hear her whisper my name. Softly and intimately, ensuring that it reaches my ears alone. She brushes a stray wisp of my hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear. I shut my eyes in pure delight, and my arms around her waist pull us even closer together. In one swift movement, I swing my leg over her so I am straddling her on the couch, sitting back on her lap.
"Mara…..you're so beautiful…" I murmur, telling her what she must already know.
She loosens her arms from around my neck and pulls me against her so my head is on her shoulder. Trailing soft, adoring kisses down my neck, she slides the strap of my nightdress off and begins to nibble my shoulder. Her teeth pinching my skin is the most glorious thing I have ever felt, making the whole of my body seem alive and tingling with want. A small gasp escapes my lips, unable to contain it. She raises her head from my skin for a moment to look me in the eye with those divine golden eyes of hers. Watching me with desire and caring.
"I'm not hurting you, Ella, am I?" she checks.
"No….no…please…..don't stop. "I beg her, letting the sensations take over my entire body. She grins, her hawk-like eyes flashing in the candle light, and lowers her head to begin the assault on my neck once more. My hands fumble for something to do, finding the buttons of her shirt and setting them free. She leans forward slightly so I can slip the garment off her shoulders, exposing her strong physique underneath. She moves her kisses from my neck to my mouth once more, and I return the kiss, deeper and more wanting than before.
Our tongues explore each others' mouths, and a realisation dawns on me. This is the first time I have kissed a woman. I've dreamed of it so many times, but this is the first time it has actually happened to me. And I couldn't wish for a more gorgeous woman. I've kissed men before, without really knowing what I was doing. I had to in school, at parties and such like. It was all part of the cover-up. Mustn't let them suspect the truth for a moment. I even slept with one of them. It was the most disgusting and disturbing thing I have ever put myself through, and all in a stupid attempt to "fit in". But this is perfect. Pure, delirious perfection. Her kiss is so much softer, more loving and gentle. As I press my body against hers, the feel of her breasts against my own in describable. This is everything. This is right. This is exactly what I want.
Her hands wander down to my other shoulder, sliding off that strap as well. Almost without thinking, as if we both know the drill, we work together to pull off each other's nightdresses until we are lying naked together on the couch. My eyes struggle to take in everything at once, the sight of her toned and muscular body, sends my mind reeling. She pins me back on the couch, wriggling until she is sitting on top of me. She dots my lips with quick, swift kisses and I reach up to run my hands through her short- cropped hair. As she presses against me, I can feel her warm wetness against my thigh. Our hot bodies holding each other close, never wanting to let go. I whisper her name softly against her lips and her hands run down to caress my breasts. Stroking them adoringly, worshipping them with her fingers. I hook my leg around her slim waist, clutching her so close to me that only our skin stands between us. Her lips run a trail of kisses down to my collarbone, pausing to lick and adore that dainty hollow at the base of my neck, before moving down to join her hands in their task. Mara's soft kisses turn their attention to my left breast, while her hands continue to massage my right. Her tongue flicks against my hardened nipple, sending the most amazing shiver of pure delight through my whole body.
The room around us has melted into a blur, and we are the only two beings in the whole universe. The Earth spins just for us.
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Whew! Well, that's the seventh chapter up, and the eighth should be following close on its heels. I hope. Please take the time to click on that little blue box down there and drop me a review. I'd love to know what you think. Even if you hate it, it's just nice to know people are reading this stuff!
1.1 Chapter the Seventh – Skin
Valerian's POV
I hadn't been in here long, only about half an hour, when I heard the door creak open. I knew it was her almost before she stepped into the room. Who else could it be? She stayed silent for a few minutes, I guess she must have been watching me. Deciding to play along, I sat silently in the window, bathed in moonlight and candlelight and pretending to be oblivious to her presence. Through the low light in the room, I can almost feel her eyes on me. This has gone on long enough, Mara. Speak to me. At last she does, stepping forward and speaking with that beautiful, almost purring voice.
"Ella…..can't sleep either?"
Not with you on my mind, Mara. I explain why I'm out of bed, and ask her if I'm being a nuisance, knowing full well what her answer will be. After a few seconds that seem like hours, she slides the door closed silently and comes over to perch herself on the couch. As she leans against the back, her ruffled silvery hair brushes against my bathrobe which I had left there when I sat down. I will wear that robe forever now.
Knowing that no matter what I do now, there's only one way this can go, I slide off the pile of cushions in the window and join her on the couch. It's an almost magnetic pull that draws me to her, as if some powerful spell is acting between us. Except it isn't. The energy that fills the room isn't magic – for once. I lift the candle so I can get a look at her face in its amber light, her skin smoothed by its glow looks like velvet. I'll never know what came over me, but I thought of the only thing I could do in order to get closer to her irresistible body. Under the pretence of putting the candle down, I lean across her to reach the table at the end of the sofa. As my breasts brush against the soft fabric of her nightdress, something like an electrical charge runs through me. The warm and pleasant shudder that grips my muscles makes me shake the candle, its hot wax running down to scorch my hand. But the pain of that moment soon dulls into the pleasure of being close to Mara.
Just as I'm starting to think that I will have to let this moment go and sit back, her strong hands take hold of my head, and she pulls me sharply towards her. Before I even know what's happening our lips meet, and all the hunger and desire for one another seems to become obvious. The initial moment of confusion only last about a second. That's as long as it takes for my brain to figure out what's going on. I was wrong. She is attracted to me. The relief and ecstasy is unbelievable. Without thinking about what I'm doing, I return the kiss. As our hot tongues meet, we seem to come to an unspoken understanding. I slip my arms around her waist – she's an inch or so shorter than me – and our bodies press against one another. This perfect kiss continues for a few minutes, every second worth more than its weight in gold. This is all I've wanted, ever since I first laid eyes on her. And now we know we both feel the same, what is there to hold us back.
It seems almost surreal, I can hardly believe that I haven't fallen asleep and drifted into some blissful dream, but it's all too vivid to be imaginary. As our lips part for a moment, hovering so close to each other that we may as well still be kissing, I hear her whisper my name. Softly and intimately, ensuring that it reaches my ears alone. She brushes a stray wisp of my hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear. I shut my eyes in pure delight, and my arms around her waist pull us even closer together. In one swift movement, I swing my leg over her so I am straddling her on the couch, sitting back on her lap.
"Mara…..you're so beautiful…" I murmur, telling her what she must already know.
She loosens her arms from around my neck and pulls me against her so my head is on her shoulder. Trailing soft, adoring kisses down my neck, she slides the strap of my nightdress off and begins to nibble my shoulder. Her teeth pinching my skin is the most glorious thing I have ever felt, making the whole of my body seem alive and tingling with want. A small gasp escapes my lips, unable to contain it. She raises her head from my skin for a moment to look me in the eye with those divine golden eyes of hers. Watching me with desire and caring.
"I'm not hurting you, Ella, am I?" she checks.
"No….no…please…..don't stop. "I beg her, letting the sensations take over my entire body. She grins, her hawk-like eyes flashing in the candle light, and lowers her head to begin the assault on my neck once more. My hands fumble for something to do, finding the buttons of her shirt and setting them free. She leans forward slightly so I can slip the garment off her shoulders, exposing her strong physique underneath. She moves her kisses from my neck to my mouth once more, and I return the kiss, deeper and more wanting than before.
Our tongues explore each others' mouths, and a realisation dawns on me. This is the first time I have kissed a woman. I've dreamed of it so many times, but this is the first time it has actually happened to me. And I couldn't wish for a more gorgeous woman. I've kissed men before, without really knowing what I was doing. I had to in school, at parties and such like. It was all part of the cover-up. Mustn't let them suspect the truth for a moment. I even slept with one of them. It was the most disgusting and disturbing thing I have ever put myself through, and all in a stupid attempt to "fit in". But this is perfect. Pure, delirious perfection. Her kiss is so much softer, more loving and gentle. As I press my body against hers, the feel of her breasts against my own in describable. This is everything. This is right. This is exactly what I want.
Her hands wander down to my other shoulder, sliding off that strap as well. Almost without thinking, as if we both know the drill, we work together to pull off each other's nightdresses until we are lying naked together on the couch. My eyes struggle to take in everything at once, the sight of her toned and muscular body, sends my mind reeling. She pins me back on the couch, wriggling until she is sitting on top of me. She dots my lips with quick, swift kisses and I reach up to run my hands through her short- cropped hair. As she presses against me, I can feel her warm wetness against my thigh. Our hot bodies holding each other close, never wanting to let go. I whisper her name softly against her lips and her hands run down to caress my breasts. Stroking them adoringly, worshipping them with her fingers. I hook my leg around her slim waist, clutching her so close to me that only our skin stands between us. Her lips run a trail of kisses down to my collarbone, pausing to lick and adore that dainty hollow at the base of my neck, before moving down to join her hands in their task. Mara's soft kisses turn their attention to my left breast, while her hands continue to massage my right. Her tongue flicks against my hardened nipple, sending the most amazing shiver of pure delight through my whole body.
The room around us has melted into a blur, and we are the only two beings in the whole universe. The Earth spins just for us.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Whew! Well, that's the seventh chapter up, and the eighth should be following close on its heels. I hope. Please take the time to click on that little blue box down there and drop me a review. I'd love to know what you think. Even if you hate it, it's just nice to know people are reading this stuff!