When she opened her eyes again, she noticed the brilliant surface of the mirror wasnt straight anymore, for an instance it resembled surface of a lake after someone threw a stone in...
and when it regained its previous form, she couldn´t see herself anymore.
Instead, she watched the lounge where she had met Lucius for the first time, she clearly recognized her mates snoozing peacefully lost in the world of fantastic visions.. and the bottle that she had left..
She blinked, not comprehending anything that was going on. Her brain, slowed down by all the magic events, didnt tick properly.
As if he could read her mind, he held her arm firmly.
- I think you have seen enough for the first time.
The mirror, as she noticed, has returned to its original state and she focused on Lucius´reflection.
She wanted to ask him what exactly he meant with the first time, but her voice didnt seem to work either. She gave up and closed her eyes, praying not to wake up.
-Are you ready to go back?- ask he gently.
She didn´t answer.
She reached for his hands and made him embrace her, locking her fingers between his and resting her hands on her waist, as she leaned back and laid her head on his shoulder.
Sudden heat surrounded her palms and proceeded through her trembling stomach to her chest, her pulse rose and she felt like something was squeezing her lungs, not in a painful, but in an awkwardly exciting way and she could not move when she felt his breath on her skin short before his lips kissed her neck.
The intense sensation rushed through her and she trembled, as the passion boiling inside her was being unleashed.
She turned quickly forced him to step back and held his hands against the wall.
Their faces were so close their noses were nearly touching, he was watching her but her eyes were half shut, onlyherlips shivered with lust as she prelonged the moment.
When theirlips finally met and her tongue joined his in a wild,mysterious dance the explosion of sensual joy struck her in a way she had never experienced before.
Inhaling the scent of his skin she sneaked her hands underneath his clothes and, running her fingertips up and down his hot body, not knowing (and not wanting to know) whether she was dreaming or living.
He was all she had ever wanted and now, wherever and whenever they were, he belonged to her.
With evil sparkle in her eyes she looked at him and he returned her smile.
Her luscious white body sensually contrasted with the deep red satin and obtained seductive shades from the blinking cande lights. She reacted to him instinctively, each his touch evoked a different sensation in her, freezing cold chills,burning flames,liberating submission or wild animal passion.
And she followed.
She played the same game, each piece of his body she seemed to have conquered and dominated, and he responded to her in a way she wanted to in each moment.
Entangled in his arms, watching the dizzy reflection to their shiny sweaty bodies in the mirror opposite, she hazily realized how much she looked as an essential part of him. So much that for that instance, as the thought pinched her resting mind, everything made sense.
But she let it slip.
His blue eyes intercepted hers. Hypnotized, fascinated, she buried her fingers deep into his skin and she heard herself scream, she felt like she was sinking in a tide of big wild waves of the colour of red wine bashing against her body and sudden feeling of vertigo clouded her eyes..
once more she locked her sight into his and squeezed his hands in fear, trying to fight what she knew was going to happen, but his calming look erased her doubts.. and then she fell.
Down through the bed, down the rabbit hole, down towards the core of earth.. she fell till there was nothing but darkness.
The rays of dawning sun tickled her eyelids. She lazily turned around when a loud regular beeping intercepted the precious silence.
She jumped up, with her eyes wide open, looking around distantly.
She wrapped her naked body in the warm fluffy covers, looking almost scared.
After a while when she came back to earth, she tried to recall how had she got home the previous night, but there was no links in her brain to a satisfying response.
She stood up and, looking like if it cost her alot of effort to walk, she moved to the bathroom.
- Oh for...- she swallowed the rest of the curse, as she got freaked out by her appearance.
Her dark make up had left its perfectly shaped form long time ago and now was covering all the area around her eyes, and her hair was more of a mess than usual.
As she washed her hands, her head vacant, once more she raised her sight to stare at herself with disgrace, but what she had seen, got her ticking again.
The surface was moving in a familiar way, as if melting, morphing, gaining a new form, new dimension.
When the metamorphosis finished, it offered her a view to another world.
To the world she had remembered to have visited, the world that should have existed only in her mind.
Suddenly, the answers to the riddle about previous night filled up her mind. It was so intense and lively that she had to close her eyes before the rush of colours, smells, noises and energy of thoughts reached her senses.
When she handled it and opened her eyes in order to analyze closer what she had seen in front of her, the vision had vanished.
The mirror reflected her exactly as she woke up in the morning, with the difference that her sight was not vacant anymore.
In her mind, suddenly she found a solution to the riddle of the first time, which wasn´t put there by herself.
She understood.
And she accepted this understanding with great pleasure, as it offered her what she had always wanted.
She returned to the room and glimpsed at the clock. Few minutes left.
She laid back in the bed and lit a cigarette, grinning contently.
and when it regained its previous form, she couldn´t see herself anymore.
Instead, she watched the lounge where she had met Lucius for the first time, she clearly recognized her mates snoozing peacefully lost in the world of fantastic visions.. and the bottle that she had left..
She blinked, not comprehending anything that was going on. Her brain, slowed down by all the magic events, didnt tick properly.
As if he could read her mind, he held her arm firmly.
- I think you have seen enough for the first time.
The mirror, as she noticed, has returned to its original state and she focused on Lucius´reflection.
She wanted to ask him what exactly he meant with the first time, but her voice didnt seem to work either. She gave up and closed her eyes, praying not to wake up.
-Are you ready to go back?- ask he gently.
She didn´t answer.
She reached for his hands and made him embrace her, locking her fingers between his and resting her hands on her waist, as she leaned back and laid her head on his shoulder.
Sudden heat surrounded her palms and proceeded through her trembling stomach to her chest, her pulse rose and she felt like something was squeezing her lungs, not in a painful, but in an awkwardly exciting way and she could not move when she felt his breath on her skin short before his lips kissed her neck.
The intense sensation rushed through her and she trembled, as the passion boiling inside her was being unleashed.
She turned quickly forced him to step back and held his hands against the wall.
Their faces were so close their noses were nearly touching, he was watching her but her eyes were half shut, onlyherlips shivered with lust as she prelonged the moment.
When theirlips finally met and her tongue joined his in a wild,mysterious dance the explosion of sensual joy struck her in a way she had never experienced before.
Inhaling the scent of his skin she sneaked her hands underneath his clothes and, running her fingertips up and down his hot body, not knowing (and not wanting to know) whether she was dreaming or living.
He was all she had ever wanted and now, wherever and whenever they were, he belonged to her.
With evil sparkle in her eyes she looked at him and he returned her smile.
Her luscious white body sensually contrasted with the deep red satin and obtained seductive shades from the blinking cande lights. She reacted to him instinctively, each his touch evoked a different sensation in her, freezing cold chills,burning flames,liberating submission or wild animal passion.
And she followed.
She played the same game, each piece of his body she seemed to have conquered and dominated, and he responded to her in a way she wanted to in each moment.
Entangled in his arms, watching the dizzy reflection to their shiny sweaty bodies in the mirror opposite, she hazily realized how much she looked as an essential part of him. So much that for that instance, as the thought pinched her resting mind, everything made sense.
But she let it slip.
His blue eyes intercepted hers. Hypnotized, fascinated, she buried her fingers deep into his skin and she heard herself scream, she felt like she was sinking in a tide of big wild waves of the colour of red wine bashing against her body and sudden feeling of vertigo clouded her eyes..
once more she locked her sight into his and squeezed his hands in fear, trying to fight what she knew was going to happen, but his calming look erased her doubts.. and then she fell.
Down through the bed, down the rabbit hole, down towards the core of earth.. she fell till there was nothing but darkness.
The rays of dawning sun tickled her eyelids. She lazily turned around when a loud regular beeping intercepted the precious silence.
She jumped up, with her eyes wide open, looking around distantly.
She wrapped her naked body in the warm fluffy covers, looking almost scared.
After a while when she came back to earth, she tried to recall how had she got home the previous night, but there was no links in her brain to a satisfying response.
She stood up and, looking like if it cost her alot of effort to walk, she moved to the bathroom.
- Oh for...- she swallowed the rest of the curse, as she got freaked out by her appearance.
Her dark make up had left its perfectly shaped form long time ago and now was covering all the area around her eyes, and her hair was more of a mess than usual.
As she washed her hands, her head vacant, once more she raised her sight to stare at herself with disgrace, but what she had seen, got her ticking again.
The surface was moving in a familiar way, as if melting, morphing, gaining a new form, new dimension.
When the metamorphosis finished, it offered her a view to another world.
To the world she had remembered to have visited, the world that should have existed only in her mind.
Suddenly, the answers to the riddle about previous night filled up her mind. It was so intense and lively that she had to close her eyes before the rush of colours, smells, noises and energy of thoughts reached her senses.
When she handled it and opened her eyes in order to analyze closer what she had seen in front of her, the vision had vanished.
The mirror reflected her exactly as she woke up in the morning, with the difference that her sight was not vacant anymore.
In her mind, suddenly she found a solution to the riddle of the first time, which wasn´t put there by herself.
She understood.
And she accepted this understanding with great pleasure, as it offered her what she had always wanted.
She returned to the room and glimpsed at the clock. Few minutes left.
She laid back in the bed and lit a cigarette, grinning contently.
