Eva spent her day being waited on and pampered by several members of the palace's staff. She had a long bath and a beauty treatment that made the salons in New York City seem woefully inadequate. She certainly felt good about herself, and didn't seem to mind the compliments she received, but she wanted to see Frank.
At last it was ten o'clock, the time that Frank asked her to come. She was led to his chambers and stood in front of the unopened door. She was exhilarated and anxious all at once. Why was Frank so intent on them spending her first day in a new world apart?
She timidly knocked on the door, the sound echoing down the long hallway. Frank opened it and smiled at his wife. Eva felt foolish, but she was relieved to see that his appearance was still as it was on earth; she had thought perhaps when she saw him, he would look the way she'd found him on that night.
Admiring her, Frank said, "It appears as though you had an enjoyable day. You look radiant." Eva was dressed in a backless satin nightgown with a rather provocative neckline. It was a deep shade of red and clung to her curves; Frank felt a warmth begin to move through his body. "Come in, my love." He took Eva's hand and she stepped inside; Frank closed the door behind her.
"God…Frank, it's beautiful…" Eva's voice trailed as she looked at her surroundings. If she never left this room again, she would have been perfectly happy. The room was dimly lit, but she could see every detail perfectly. The room was draped in silks and satins, most dark purple and cream in color. In the center of the room lay Frank's bed. It was quite possibly the largest piece of furniture Eva had ever seen. It was round in shape, and open drapes hung all around it.
Frank, fearing Eva may possibly think about what he had done in such a bed when he lived here, ran a finger down Eva's bare back and said, "It was brought in after I told Mother we were coming. We shall be the first…and only…to grace it." Though she tried to hide it, Frank saw Eva smile.
There were candles placed throughout the room, casting a soft glow over everything. Eva breathed deeply, her senses intoxicated by a scent she had never known before. Again, Frank answered her question before she could ask. "Passion blossoms, Eva. I forgot how much I missed their fragrance. Here, come with me." He once again took Eva's hand and led her out onto a balcony. From this point she could see the Trans Ocean as well as the exquisite garden below. "I can't tell you how many hours I've spent out here."
"Frank, it's all so…I don't think that beautiful is a strong enough word for it."
"Yes, Transsexual does have its good points," Frank smiled.
Eva then asked the question that had been on her mind all day. "Why did we have to spend today apart?"
Frank caressed Eva's face before answering. "There's quite a bit of explanation for that."
"I'm very eager to hear it," Eva smiled.
"And I'm eager to tell it. Eva, when I was a teenager, my mother felt I was getting - a bit too promiscuous far too quickly. She knew right away I was going to have a strong sexual drive that could possibly get me into trouble. She often tried to tell me something I had always dismissed as nothing more than a fairy tale, but I feel it only right to share it with you now." Frank walked Eva to a rather plush bench, and the couple sat down.
"My mother would tell me that if I kept going the way I was, I could miss the chance at an experience that could fulfill fantasies that were rather difficult to comprehend. She told me there are a select few on this planet who have the ability to create a powerful force when they are with someone they care for. I thought of this as some sort of nonsense conjured to get me to settle down…I rebelled against it, and my relations became more frequent and even less meaningful than they were before."
"I thought that behaving in, um, that way, was normal here," Eva asked in a small voice.
"Being royalty, I was expected to settle down at some point, to take a bride, and to keep my other relations less frequent."
"Other relations?"
"Yes. Here, marriage isn't the same as on Earth. Both partners still engage in…" Frank stopped himself. "I am now much more fond of the way things are done elsewhere. As I was saying, I thought my mother had put these foolish thoughts of imaginary indescribable fantasies into my head to make me wonder if they could truly happen to me. However, I thought I had done everything there was to do…then I met you. You were the first to ever make sex mean something to me… after our very first encounter, I knew it couldn't have been just, well, sex."
Eva looked out at the ocean. "I felt that too, Frank, but you're home now. What if, while we're here, you…"
"No," Frank said, gently turning her head to face him. "You are the only being I shall ever be intimate with. You've taken me to heights of physical and emotional pleasure I had never fathomed. My existence with you must be what my mother spoke of."
A smile slowly appeared on Eva's face. "Frank, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the idea of being your 'fairy tale.' I'm just not sure I've been so unfathomable."
Frank looked deep into Eva's eyes and said, "You've no idea how wrong you are." He rose to his feet and swept Eva into his arms. Gracefully, he made his way to the bed and placed Eva in the center. He drew the drapes closed and joined her. Frank didn't utter a word as his lips began to wander her skin. Eva's breathing came in sharp jolts; it felt as though Frank's kisses were sending a current of electricity through her body. He had worshiped Eva's body time and time again, but here, in a place new to Eva and so familiar to Frank, everything somehow seemed different.
Frank undressed Eva at a painstakingly slow pace; he could not help but savor every precious moment. His tongue trailed along her abdomen, her thighs… Eva's head had begun to feel light when Frank finally allowed her to remove his clothing. She treated him in much the same manner, making everything last for as long as she could. The kisses that were exchanged were unhurried, lingering, and saturated in their love for each other.
"To answer your question fully," he said softly, his hands caressing her skin, "while I did have several people I needed to speak with today, I especially wanted time to reflect on you – on us – on this moment…" Frank began to make love to Eva, and immediately tears formed in his eyes. The sensation running through his body was astonishing. He had never experienced anything close to what he was feeling now.
Eva saw his tears and lovingly wiped them away. "Baby, what's the matter?"
"Nothing…and I don't think anything ever will be again."
Eva was a bit confused by his words, but her mind went blank within a few short moments' time. The feeling started at the point where her lover had entered her, then filtered through her body; now she too had tears flowing down her cheeks. She held onto Frank as tightly as she could, her body moving in perfect time with his. Frank's voice began to fill the air around her…soft moans, erotic whispers. Eva closed her eyes and let Frank send her senses soaring. Before long, her voice mingled in the air with his.
"I love you," she said, opening her eyes. At first she thought that the drapes had opened, but she realized that wasn't the case at all. There was a light, rather faint at first, but as the pleasure flowing between them increased, the light did too…it was radiating from them. "Frank?"
He opened his eyes. He wasn't sure of what he was seeing either - at first. He then smiled and gave Eva the most romantic kiss she'd ever experienced. "It's all true," he whispered.
Before Eva could question him, she felt air on her back. Her hair fell off of her shoulders. She and Frank were no longer on the bed; they were suspended in the air, a foot or so off of the mattress.
Seeing a look of distress invade Eva's eyes, Frank slowed his rhythm until he was no longer moving, but still deep within her. "This is what she was trying to tell me about, Eva. We were destined to find each other."
At that moment, both Frank and Eva closed their eyes and their minds were swept away. They began to share the same images and they knew exactly what they were seeing right away. The dreams they had and couldn't remember in the few days before they met were being revealed to them. No longer were there only darkness and feelings, but a full Technicolor movie played for them. They saw themselves lying together, blissfully happy and fully aware that they would soon meet and spend the rest of their lives together. Their eyes opened and they kissed each other, both knowing what the other had seen. They slowly descended back onto the bed, and the light faded.
"Let me show you pleasure far beyond anything we've ever shared, Eva. We've just been granted a very special gift."
Eva had several questions, but knew that she could wait to ask them…she was very anxious to find out just what this "gift" was. She succumbed to his request and was immersed in several hours of pure bliss with her husband.
After both their bodies were exhausted, Frank pulled Eva close to him and began to rub her neck and shoulders.
"Not that I'm not enjoying the extra attention, Frankie," Eva said, almost cooing, "but what 'gift' have we been granted?"
Frank's voice dripped with happiness as he spoke. "On Transsexual, when two people who are destined to be with each other finally find one another – which doesn't always happen – some of them are granted a heightening of their senses. You become more tuned in to your lover's desires, needs, and even emotions. In a way, a mental connection has been made between us. Eva, it is a miraculous thing that very few people experience."
"Why did we, you know, um, glow and levitate?" Eva asked.
"I believe that was our 'connection' being made."
"Will it ever happen again?" she asked in a hopeful voice.
"I'm not sure, but it certainly is something to work at," Frank said, playfully kissing her neck.
"Frankie," Eva giggled. The couple disappeared under the covers, kissing and caressing until they finally gave into exhaustion and fell asleep.