This is from an idea of the Persephone kiss in the first movie but its
Trinity's turn.
*Pls note that Persephone is not included in my story. Sorry guys no
lesbian stuff!
CHAPTER 1; Calm, the still before the storm. (Of the story!) Wanted to set the scene, drama will some later.
RATING; PG
DISCLIAMER;I have nothing to do with the Matrix movies ect. :'(
Just pretend that Reloaded hasn't occurred. :) Enjoy. Pls r/r!!!
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Trinity could feel the sweat beginning to from on her brow making the fringe of her hair damp. Her cheeks felt hot and were glowing like burning coals. The music was pulsing, they were so close to the drums she could feel each beat move through her body feel it in her heart. Just like his love. They moved and grinded together, the only two in a cave full of people.
The Nebacunezzar was docked in Zion for a routine maintenance checkup. Trinity and Neo were at the cave gathering, dancing with the last free humans. At this time, living for the music and each other, not the war.
TrinityandNeo were pressed up against each other. They where separated for five hours since landing in the city, obligations forcing the two lovers apart for the short time. Yet the un-accustomed absence of each others presence had given birth to longing for each other. The passionate dancing, making up for the isolation, of each others touch. Trinity could feel his lean yet muscular body under his light woven top, her arms around his neck tightened in a squeeze, wishing she could devour him. Neo's hands rested firmly on Trinity's hips, which were moving with the sway of the music. Back and forth in a seductive progress of grazing with his body.
The song finished. The furious dancing between the two lovers slowed. Their lips meeting in an unneeded yet urgent kiss. Neo pulled back slightly their eyes met. Trinity searched his eyes reading him and understanding as well as if no words were spoken. She turned around to leave the cave Neo following behind. Her light clean Zion clothes, damp with sweat, clung to her back. Her overlay white skirt showed through to her fair, luminous legs down to her ankles and bear feet, covered with specks of mud from fervent dancing.
Both walked without word to their room. The music coming from the cave growing to be less and less. No words were exchanged the lock of their hands and the expectation for what they were going to do was enough. Savoring the opportunity they had away. Away from entering the Matrix with constant fear, living within the boundaries of the steel ship and the crippling cold
They entered the room shutting the door. Both being advantageous of the lack of sound carried in variation to the thin steel walls of the Neb.
CHAPTER 1; Calm, the still before the storm. (Of the story!) Wanted to set the scene, drama will some later.
RATING; PG
DISCLIAMER;I have nothing to do with the Matrix movies ect. :'(
Just pretend that Reloaded hasn't occurred. :) Enjoy. Pls r/r!!!
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Trinity could feel the sweat beginning to from on her brow making the fringe of her hair damp. Her cheeks felt hot and were glowing like burning coals. The music was pulsing, they were so close to the drums she could feel each beat move through her body feel it in her heart. Just like his love. They moved and grinded together, the only two in a cave full of people.
The Nebacunezzar was docked in Zion for a routine maintenance checkup. Trinity and Neo were at the cave gathering, dancing with the last free humans. At this time, living for the music and each other, not the war.
TrinityandNeo were pressed up against each other. They where separated for five hours since landing in the city, obligations forcing the two lovers apart for the short time. Yet the un-accustomed absence of each others presence had given birth to longing for each other. The passionate dancing, making up for the isolation, of each others touch. Trinity could feel his lean yet muscular body under his light woven top, her arms around his neck tightened in a squeeze, wishing she could devour him. Neo's hands rested firmly on Trinity's hips, which were moving with the sway of the music. Back and forth in a seductive progress of grazing with his body.
The song finished. The furious dancing between the two lovers slowed. Their lips meeting in an unneeded yet urgent kiss. Neo pulled back slightly their eyes met. Trinity searched his eyes reading him and understanding as well as if no words were spoken. She turned around to leave the cave Neo following behind. Her light clean Zion clothes, damp with sweat, clung to her back. Her overlay white skirt showed through to her fair, luminous legs down to her ankles and bear feet, covered with specks of mud from fervent dancing.
Both walked without word to their room. The music coming from the cave growing to be less and less. No words were exchanged the lock of their hands and the expectation for what they were going to do was enough. Savoring the opportunity they had away. Away from entering the Matrix with constant fear, living within the boundaries of the steel ship and the crippling cold
They entered the room shutting the door. Both being advantageous of the lack of sound carried in variation to the thin steel walls of the Neb.