* Forbidden Feelings *
It was intense, like a wild fire. Never in the history of life itself did she believe anyone could feel such a thing. His lips revealed to be warm on hers, surprising the least compared to their appearance. Then it occurred to her what she was thinking. Trying to struggle from his firm hold, he let her go, but only a few inches away from his body. They starred at one another, each not daring to say a word.
She finally broke the gaze casting her auburn eyes to the ground, but as soon as she took her eyes of his, he brought his half scarred hand to her cheek.
It was equally warm. Leaning into the touch, Jaina didn't realize that a tear had found an escape route and appeared down her face. She wanted to get away but at the same time desired to stay. Her heart and head felt as if it were playing against one another. Jaina couldn't believe what her heart was saying and what her head knew as logical. No longer could she ignore them any longer. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and looked directly at Feng but no words came.
"I'm sorry," the Perfect replied. The words shocked her; the last thing in the universe she'd ever thought she'd ever hear any Yuuzhan Vong speak.
"Feng, I—" suddenly Jaina heard Kyp's voice in her head. *Jaina, please. Just open up to me. I won't hurt you. I promise, just give me one more chance. *
Retracting from Feng, she backed into the wall. Shutting tight her eyes, she answered him. *Yeah, you made that promise to me a long time ago Kyp. Don't worry, you've already had you're share of hurting me. * Moreover, I'm just hurting myself again getting involved with Feng, she added silently to herself. With that, she disconnected herself from Kyp.
"What just happened?" Feng's low voice brought her back into her present reality. Opening her eyes up, Jaina saw him holding her shoulders. "You're pulled away from me and slowly began sliding to the ground. When I caught you, you were freezing. What happened?"
"I don't know." She lied.
Frowning, the best a Yuuzhan Vong could do without eyebrows, Feng glared her down. "Why don't you trust me?"
"It's something that has been stolen from me by someone I once loved." Jaina remarked and left the answer as that.
Not wanted to press further, Feng ran his hand through her shoulder length hair. "I won't bargain with you heart, Jaina, I speak the truth. I just pray you'll someday know how true it is." Without another word, Feng nodded slowly. "Come on, the executor and Supreme Cleric are waiting."
Already not wanting to upheaval anyone else's anger or tempers, Jaina followed him out the room in complete silence thinking only about the intimacy both she and Feng had shared minutes before.
It was intense, like a wild fire. Never in the history of life itself did she believe anyone could feel such a thing. His lips revealed to be warm on hers, surprising the least compared to their appearance. Then it occurred to her what she was thinking. Trying to struggle from his firm hold, he let her go, but only a few inches away from his body. They starred at one another, each not daring to say a word.
She finally broke the gaze casting her auburn eyes to the ground, but as soon as she took her eyes of his, he brought his half scarred hand to her cheek.
It was equally warm. Leaning into the touch, Jaina didn't realize that a tear had found an escape route and appeared down her face. She wanted to get away but at the same time desired to stay. Her heart and head felt as if it were playing against one another. Jaina couldn't believe what her heart was saying and what her head knew as logical. No longer could she ignore them any longer. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and looked directly at Feng but no words came.
"I'm sorry," the Perfect replied. The words shocked her; the last thing in the universe she'd ever thought she'd ever hear any Yuuzhan Vong speak.
"Feng, I—" suddenly Jaina heard Kyp's voice in her head. *Jaina, please. Just open up to me. I won't hurt you. I promise, just give me one more chance. *
Retracting from Feng, she backed into the wall. Shutting tight her eyes, she answered him. *Yeah, you made that promise to me a long time ago Kyp. Don't worry, you've already had you're share of hurting me. * Moreover, I'm just hurting myself again getting involved with Feng, she added silently to herself. With that, she disconnected herself from Kyp.
"What just happened?" Feng's low voice brought her back into her present reality. Opening her eyes up, Jaina saw him holding her shoulders. "You're pulled away from me and slowly began sliding to the ground. When I caught you, you were freezing. What happened?"
"I don't know." She lied.
Frowning, the best a Yuuzhan Vong could do without eyebrows, Feng glared her down. "Why don't you trust me?"
"It's something that has been stolen from me by someone I once loved." Jaina remarked and left the answer as that.
Not wanted to press further, Feng ran his hand through her shoulder length hair. "I won't bargain with you heart, Jaina, I speak the truth. I just pray you'll someday know how true it is." Without another word, Feng nodded slowly. "Come on, the executor and Supreme Cleric are waiting."
Already not wanting to upheaval anyone else's anger or tempers, Jaina followed him out the room in complete silence thinking only about the intimacy both she and Feng had shared minutes before.