**The setting of this chapter is a few days after the previous chapter,
about 3 in the morning. You all said Ansem needed some...ehem... "time"
with Rassia, well here it is. I tried not to make if too racy, but it's
still mucho suggestive, so PG13 kiddies! o_o; Enjoy!**
Only the still sounds of night filled the melancholy Queen's ears as her bare feet hovered just above the edge of Rising Falls. The cool mist of the water beneath her rose to meet her and gathered about her like an angelic cloud. The silk kimono-like nightgown she wore was royal violet with frail gold flower trim. It was early morning, shortly after midnight. Even the sun hadn't risen over the far horizon and the stars glittered with the confidence of perpetual night.
Walking along the brim of the falls where the icy water cascaded up and over the sides to meet her, Rassia fell deep in thought. Her beloved Ansem had seemed to have dismissed her as his true devotion, and the man who showed loved to her did not actually love her at all. She felt trapped in the middle of a huge lie, caught between two enemies and playing a mistress for them both. Ansem was obsessed with the Dark Powers, but did Rassia truly have a reason to be spiteful? After all, Ansem was doing all he could to make her happy, even if it involved spending so much time away. Weren't the long-term effects what she needed to look forward to? Ruling high over the many worlds and the invincible powers of the Darkness? Queen of the Heartless beside Ansem?
No, Rassia could not wait for the far off goals of Ansem to be fulfilled while sitting back with nothing in between. She felt jealously, anger, and hurt from his obliviousness towards her feelings. That's what Sephiroth was for. He could read her perfectly, his freezing blue eyes penetrating right through her thoughts and knowing just what she wanted, what she needed to feel and experience. He could be there when she was feeling lost or distressed and kiss away her pain with his empty sighs. But if that was all she could count on, empty and fake, then she would surely continue to choose it over nothing at all.
The wind caught Rassia's fine azure hair as she reached her arms up to the dark sky and stretched. The worlds slept all around her, the brave warrior, Sora, resting from his long burdensome day, but apt to continue his quest once the sun rose. Rassia slowly let her arms fall out to her sides and let the cool, damp air sweep over her. Her bare leg was exposed as the wind pulled her gown behind her. She closed her eyes and let the sound of the rushing water and comforting air surround her, shutting out anymore thoughts of Ansem or Sephiroth.
Rassia's eyes shot open when she felt a light pressure upon her waist. Dropping her arms quickly she spun to face an intrigued Ansem. She became speechless as his face stirred up the last conversation they had had in front of the fountain. Ansem eyed her with a tenderness Rassia had forgotten he had. He looked like he had too many things to express and not nearly enough words to say them with. His hand moved to her smooth cheek and over her lips. Rassia felt a wave of rapture flow over her as he touched her, his hand feeling so much softer than Sephiroth's.
"I cannot tell you how much-" Ansem started to say, but Rassia placed her own hand on his lips.
"You do not have to say anything. Just show it." she told him as her hands fell to his bare chest, the large black sign of the Heartless somewhat comforting her. Ansem smiled and lifted her chin up to him, kissing her tenderly. Rassia felt like her heart would explode, the total joy of his kiss overwhelming. It had seemed like so long since her lips had tasted something so pure and true that she nearly cried at its return.
As they kissed, Ansem caused them to vanish and reappear inside a secluded room deep within Hallow Bastion. It was the same room that Ansem had proposed to her in, presented her with Black Rose, and confessed his everlasting love for her. The walls were lines with the same dark windows as in the Lift Stops, soft blue stars and bolts shimmering constantly behind them. Drifts of cloud-like masses hovered inside the room, soft and delicate, waiting to support the couple's bodies. Otherwise, the room was now dark and silent, the two lovers occupying its space graciously.
Ansem sighed as he slowly opened Rassia's gown and dropped it behind her shoulders, feeling the delicate skin beneath his fingers. Rassia breathed heavily, Ansem's sweet touch increasing her excitement with every second. His hands over her shoulders, her chest, her stomach, rustling up the sleeping feelings from deep within her heart. She lay on top of him, her body pressed guiltlessly into his, her arms wrapped securely around his neck, his about her frail waist.
"Ansem?" Rassia whispered as Ansem nuzzled her neck and shoulders.
"Shhh, my Beloved," he replied with the same tone of voice. "You have me all night. I am not going anywhere." Rassia closed her eyes and waited as Ansem worked his kisses back up to her lips, nuzzling with timid tastes. As they breathed each other's sweet breaths, Rassia exhaled a satisfied, "Yes...."
They became lost in a sea of one another, forgetting the Darkness, forgetting Sephiroth, not caring about what the daylight would bring. Rassia felt whole for the first time in a long while, touched by her true lover and touched sincerely. This was all she really needed to be fully reassured that Ansem did love her and had her on his mind overall.
***How beautiful! They finally got a chance to be... "together..." VERY together! Go Ansem with your sexy lover-man side! Uh...oops....where did that come from?? _; Wait what about Sephiroth? Next part of the story is "Shattered Hearts." Sorry its jumps, I know I shouldn't do that. I think I might join all the chapters and stories to make one big one...but then I can't add more chapters....What do you think? Review or Email me! Loved to hear what ya think! Love yaz!***
Only the still sounds of night filled the melancholy Queen's ears as her bare feet hovered just above the edge of Rising Falls. The cool mist of the water beneath her rose to meet her and gathered about her like an angelic cloud. The silk kimono-like nightgown she wore was royal violet with frail gold flower trim. It was early morning, shortly after midnight. Even the sun hadn't risen over the far horizon and the stars glittered with the confidence of perpetual night.
Walking along the brim of the falls where the icy water cascaded up and over the sides to meet her, Rassia fell deep in thought. Her beloved Ansem had seemed to have dismissed her as his true devotion, and the man who showed loved to her did not actually love her at all. She felt trapped in the middle of a huge lie, caught between two enemies and playing a mistress for them both. Ansem was obsessed with the Dark Powers, but did Rassia truly have a reason to be spiteful? After all, Ansem was doing all he could to make her happy, even if it involved spending so much time away. Weren't the long-term effects what she needed to look forward to? Ruling high over the many worlds and the invincible powers of the Darkness? Queen of the Heartless beside Ansem?
No, Rassia could not wait for the far off goals of Ansem to be fulfilled while sitting back with nothing in between. She felt jealously, anger, and hurt from his obliviousness towards her feelings. That's what Sephiroth was for. He could read her perfectly, his freezing blue eyes penetrating right through her thoughts and knowing just what she wanted, what she needed to feel and experience. He could be there when she was feeling lost or distressed and kiss away her pain with his empty sighs. But if that was all she could count on, empty and fake, then she would surely continue to choose it over nothing at all.
The wind caught Rassia's fine azure hair as she reached her arms up to the dark sky and stretched. The worlds slept all around her, the brave warrior, Sora, resting from his long burdensome day, but apt to continue his quest once the sun rose. Rassia slowly let her arms fall out to her sides and let the cool, damp air sweep over her. Her bare leg was exposed as the wind pulled her gown behind her. She closed her eyes and let the sound of the rushing water and comforting air surround her, shutting out anymore thoughts of Ansem or Sephiroth.
Rassia's eyes shot open when she felt a light pressure upon her waist. Dropping her arms quickly she spun to face an intrigued Ansem. She became speechless as his face stirred up the last conversation they had had in front of the fountain. Ansem eyed her with a tenderness Rassia had forgotten he had. He looked like he had too many things to express and not nearly enough words to say them with. His hand moved to her smooth cheek and over her lips. Rassia felt a wave of rapture flow over her as he touched her, his hand feeling so much softer than Sephiroth's.
"I cannot tell you how much-" Ansem started to say, but Rassia placed her own hand on his lips.
"You do not have to say anything. Just show it." she told him as her hands fell to his bare chest, the large black sign of the Heartless somewhat comforting her. Ansem smiled and lifted her chin up to him, kissing her tenderly. Rassia felt like her heart would explode, the total joy of his kiss overwhelming. It had seemed like so long since her lips had tasted something so pure and true that she nearly cried at its return.
As they kissed, Ansem caused them to vanish and reappear inside a secluded room deep within Hallow Bastion. It was the same room that Ansem had proposed to her in, presented her with Black Rose, and confessed his everlasting love for her. The walls were lines with the same dark windows as in the Lift Stops, soft blue stars and bolts shimmering constantly behind them. Drifts of cloud-like masses hovered inside the room, soft and delicate, waiting to support the couple's bodies. Otherwise, the room was now dark and silent, the two lovers occupying its space graciously.
Ansem sighed as he slowly opened Rassia's gown and dropped it behind her shoulders, feeling the delicate skin beneath his fingers. Rassia breathed heavily, Ansem's sweet touch increasing her excitement with every second. His hands over her shoulders, her chest, her stomach, rustling up the sleeping feelings from deep within her heart. She lay on top of him, her body pressed guiltlessly into his, her arms wrapped securely around his neck, his about her frail waist.
"Ansem?" Rassia whispered as Ansem nuzzled her neck and shoulders.
"Shhh, my Beloved," he replied with the same tone of voice. "You have me all night. I am not going anywhere." Rassia closed her eyes and waited as Ansem worked his kisses back up to her lips, nuzzling with timid tastes. As they breathed each other's sweet breaths, Rassia exhaled a satisfied, "Yes...."
They became lost in a sea of one another, forgetting the Darkness, forgetting Sephiroth, not caring about what the daylight would bring. Rassia felt whole for the first time in a long while, touched by her true lover and touched sincerely. This was all she really needed to be fully reassured that Ansem did love her and had her on his mind overall.
***How beautiful! They finally got a chance to be... "together..." VERY together! Go Ansem with your sexy lover-man side! Uh...oops....where did that come from?? _; Wait what about Sephiroth? Next part of the story is "Shattered Hearts." Sorry its jumps, I know I shouldn't do that. I think I might join all the chapters and stories to make one big one...but then I can't add more chapters....What do you think? Review or Email me! Loved to hear what ya think! Love yaz!***