TITLE: Shadows of the Past
AUTHOR: Aset
CATEGORY: ADVENTURE/MAGIC/ROMANCE
RATING:
PAIRINGS: S/B, S/M
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: the personages from AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr of course :o)
It's a story about Maeve's return. It may look to start out like a Maeve- Sinbad love story,
but believe me, it isn't!
As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Marlies, Natalie and An for reading, helping me out and listen to my complains and whining over and over again! Thanks guys, you're the best!!!
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Meeting the past – chapter five
The last rays of sun were shining on the two lonely figures that were walking on the beach, fingers entwined, her head slightly resting on his shoulder. The air was still hot from the heath of the past day. The few remaining beautiful coloured birds sang their last song before they would return to their nests to rest, preparing for another day.
They had settled down on a large rock, looking over the sea and the setting sun. The rhythmic breaking of the waves came with the view.
A full moon was already shining on them when he moved his head closer. She had snuggled against him when they'd watched the sky turn all shades of red and orange, as the sun was setting until it finally became dark. He could smell her sweet perfume. She looked up to him, their eyes met, and locked. His hand, which had brushed a lock of hair out of her face, now rested firmly on her shoulder. The other one was gently stroking her back. Carefully he placed his lips on hers, just a gentle touch. He wanted to withdraw when he didn't feel her respond, but then she moaned, pressing her lips harder to his, her arms around his neck, her body pressed tightly against him. His tongue went out to explore, tasting the sweetness of her lips, to end up meeting hers. A soft, sweet play. Moans of pleasure escaped from their throats as they continued to explore each other's body.
When they finally broke the kiss, both were speechless. And not many more words were used that night. Body language and the silent conversation between eyes were enough for both of them. It was love…
The sun peered through the closed curtains, softly waking up the sleeping woman, lying in the bed, and the man, sitting next to her, on a chair. He was holding her hand, his head rested on the pillow on the bed.
He stretched his back to get the kinks out, but tried to remain as silent as possible, not wanting to wake her up. She did anyway, due to the light and the fact she had been sleeping for over fourteen hours now. She could feel herself being lifted up into the air and instantly knew she was going to awaken. She wanted to hold on her dream, but it was of no use, so she let herself float towards the surface where the first rays of light would be greeting her. She opened her eyes but instantly had to close them again because of the brightness. While she was adjusting to the morning, she could feel a slight pressure on her left hand indicating she wasn't alone. She slowly opened her eyes again and turned her head towards the presence she could feel. It took the form of a handsome young captain, namingly Sinbad. She whispered his name. Coming fully out of her slumber, she looked into his gorgeous face.
'You've awoken?' he looked at her with a radiant smile, brushing the hair out of her face. It had been more a statement than a question.
'Yes' she said as she returned his smile. He brushed a kiss on the palm on the palm of her hand.
'Hungry?'
'A bit'
'I'll be right back!' he said, the smile never leaving his face, as he let go of her hand, and left the cabin.
She sighed. 'Oh, boy!' she thought, 'stop thinking about it, Bryn! It cannot be! He loves Maeve! He always has. It was just a dream, nothing more!'. She turned around so she could look out the window, seeing a calm blue sea.
He had made some sandwiches and had taken them to Bryn, then he went up to the tiller, finding Doubar. His brother knew exactly what was going on. He had always known his brother and women. And had observed the complicated situation his younger relative had got himself into.
Sinbad didn't say anything, but Doubar knew he came out on the deck to think, and to talk.
'They gave you a choice?'
'Maeve did' Sinbad said emotionless
'What about Bryn?'
'She doesn't have a clue' he sighed 'it would only make things more complicated if I told her'
'Told her what, Sinbad? That you love her? Or that you are going to make a choice between her and Maeve?'
'Both, I guess. But… I don't even know…I mean…'
'They both love you, little brother. No doubt.'
Sinbad looked out over the sea. The very same sea Bryn was watching while finishing her breakfast.
AUTHOR: Aset
CATEGORY: ADVENTURE/MAGIC/ROMANCE
RATING:
PAIRINGS: S/B, S/M
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: the personages from AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr of course :o)
It's a story about Maeve's return. It may look to start out like a Maeve- Sinbad love story,
but believe me, it isn't!
As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Marlies, Natalie and An for reading, helping me out and listen to my complains and whining over and over again! Thanks guys, you're the best!!!
**************************************************************************** ******
Meeting the past – chapter five
The last rays of sun were shining on the two lonely figures that were walking on the beach, fingers entwined, her head slightly resting on his shoulder. The air was still hot from the heath of the past day. The few remaining beautiful coloured birds sang their last song before they would return to their nests to rest, preparing for another day.
They had settled down on a large rock, looking over the sea and the setting sun. The rhythmic breaking of the waves came with the view.
A full moon was already shining on them when he moved his head closer. She had snuggled against him when they'd watched the sky turn all shades of red and orange, as the sun was setting until it finally became dark. He could smell her sweet perfume. She looked up to him, their eyes met, and locked. His hand, which had brushed a lock of hair out of her face, now rested firmly on her shoulder. The other one was gently stroking her back. Carefully he placed his lips on hers, just a gentle touch. He wanted to withdraw when he didn't feel her respond, but then she moaned, pressing her lips harder to his, her arms around his neck, her body pressed tightly against him. His tongue went out to explore, tasting the sweetness of her lips, to end up meeting hers. A soft, sweet play. Moans of pleasure escaped from their throats as they continued to explore each other's body.
When they finally broke the kiss, both were speechless. And not many more words were used that night. Body language and the silent conversation between eyes were enough for both of them. It was love…
The sun peered through the closed curtains, softly waking up the sleeping woman, lying in the bed, and the man, sitting next to her, on a chair. He was holding her hand, his head rested on the pillow on the bed.
He stretched his back to get the kinks out, but tried to remain as silent as possible, not wanting to wake her up. She did anyway, due to the light and the fact she had been sleeping for over fourteen hours now. She could feel herself being lifted up into the air and instantly knew she was going to awaken. She wanted to hold on her dream, but it was of no use, so she let herself float towards the surface where the first rays of light would be greeting her. She opened her eyes but instantly had to close them again because of the brightness. While she was adjusting to the morning, she could feel a slight pressure on her left hand indicating she wasn't alone. She slowly opened her eyes again and turned her head towards the presence she could feel. It took the form of a handsome young captain, namingly Sinbad. She whispered his name. Coming fully out of her slumber, she looked into his gorgeous face.
'You've awoken?' he looked at her with a radiant smile, brushing the hair out of her face. It had been more a statement than a question.
'Yes' she said as she returned his smile. He brushed a kiss on the palm on the palm of her hand.
'Hungry?'
'A bit'
'I'll be right back!' he said, the smile never leaving his face, as he let go of her hand, and left the cabin.
She sighed. 'Oh, boy!' she thought, 'stop thinking about it, Bryn! It cannot be! He loves Maeve! He always has. It was just a dream, nothing more!'. She turned around so she could look out the window, seeing a calm blue sea.
He had made some sandwiches and had taken them to Bryn, then he went up to the tiller, finding Doubar. His brother knew exactly what was going on. He had always known his brother and women. And had observed the complicated situation his younger relative had got himself into.
Sinbad didn't say anything, but Doubar knew he came out on the deck to think, and to talk.
'They gave you a choice?'
'Maeve did' Sinbad said emotionless
'What about Bryn?'
'She doesn't have a clue' he sighed 'it would only make things more complicated if I told her'
'Told her what, Sinbad? That you love her? Or that you are going to make a choice between her and Maeve?'
'Both, I guess. But… I don't even know…I mean…'
'They both love you, little brother. No doubt.'
Sinbad looked out over the sea. The very same sea Bryn was watching while finishing her breakfast.