FIRE UP CLOSE
By: Sage360
Disclaimer: M-X, Don't Own Them. Enjoy!
Hey all! Thanks for the reviews (and the more 'detailed' emails!) Here's the next installment. I'm still working on getting the MX petition links so, don't forget to write Tribune. Keep the show alive! This chap is short and mainly for development. Peace!
A DIFFERENT FEELING
She was still debating telling anyone when they returned to the rock.
Parting ways, with Lexa immediately after leaving the car, Shalimar still felt...shaken. How could something she so feared be so...attractive? Between her thoughts and the salvation of her room, she caught sight of Brennan's door. Light glowed from underneath, meaning he was either reading or working out (she hoped for the later). Coming to an agitated stop, the woman realized something in her needed to say something about the experience. Lexa's power left her wanting, she'd never even known with the elemental. But it had to be her human side being intrigued. The feral had been un nerved , which absolutely made sense. Her only other option would be to tell Jesse at which, her mind screamed 'NO'. She could just picture his face, after hearing how his 'sister' had been 'touched' by a woman he wanted. He'd understand, she thought. He'd have to. They were two different women, whom both meant different things to him.
And they were two different types of beauty. Shalimar was untamed, a sun kissed construction of agility, contoured by an instinctive sexiness. Her hair fluttered in edgy ravaged waves, reflecting infinite shades of its collective blonde. Lexa was something more mysterious. The brunette was smooth, dark, nearly sultry in composure. She was the longer ride, possessing a coolness in her very curves and mentality. Her aura (and abilities) seemed to thrive within their midnight shelter and her eyes emulated the very lava burning in her veins. The very fire, Shalimar had dared to touch- and so wanted to touch again.
She known that telling Brennan was the better choice. Him being the right one still left her stumped.
The man sat on his bed, an interested brow raised at her account of the evening. Somewhere in those orbs, she could see his inner man whore processing the very thoughts she wanted to dodge. "So..." He began. "What's the issue?"
"What do you mean what's the issue? I'm afraid of fire, or supposed to be and now..." The feral gave in, plopping down beside him. "Now, I don't know."
Brennan sat back, wrapping an arm around her. "You're making this way too textbook, Shal. Just because we carry traits of our abilities, doesn't mean we define them to a tee. You're feral, both human and animal. That means you're a combination of all those things. You don't have to be afraid of fire, you can like it or hate it. The issue is overcoming it. And when you saw that you could..." His arm slipped tighter around her. "It 'awakened' something."
"Awakened? Brennan, you sound like some sappy novel."
"Look, you're both drawn to and afraid of fire. And Lexa gave you an opportunity to see if you could over come it. When you touched her 'flame', the feel of it, I don't know -set something off. In some way, the energy aroused you."
She watched him with doubt. Her mind knew where he was going and cut straight to the point. "Are you saying I'm attracted to Lexa's power?"
"Yeah...." He groaned, while leaning back on his arms. "And 'that' makes you attracted to Lexa?"
"Okay, I really don't believe that!"
"It makes sense. If a person is drawn to an aspect of someone, they mentally adapt to being physically attracted to them. When you touched her power, you said, and I quote 'I'd never felt anything like that, it was almost erotic-'"
"Yeah! I know what I said, Sparky!" She interrupted. "It's just...not 'supposed' to be that way. Y'know?"
"Um hm," He nodded. "But, the fact is you're drawn to Lexa's power, so much so that when you physically touched her hand..."
"I didn't want to let go.... But, it doesn't mean I'm attracted to Lexa! You, of all people know that!"
"Boy, don't I!" He grinned. Her look made him sober up. "Shal, you know this'll snowball. First, it's just glances, then you'll notice things, physical things, reminding you of her abilities."
"And I'll be attracted to them cause they represent 'her', or at least her power, to me."
"Yeah....It's all in how you handle it. Which you'll do perfectly."
"Thanks. But, I feel like, I don't know...like I'm crossing Jesse!"
His handsome face frowned at the remark. "How?"
"Because, he has feelings for her...."
"Shal, you'd only be 'crossing' Jesse if you had intentions on Lexa. And you don't." Her face suddenly shook his faith. ".......do you?"
"I wouldn't." She stated flatly.
"Sounds to me, like the things you're questioning, already come with answers."
Turning to face him, the blonde groaned. "Brennan, if you say I'm in denial-"
"'I' wouldn't." He replied. "But you telling yourself, that's something else."
By: Sage360
Disclaimer: M-X, Don't Own Them. Enjoy!
Hey all! Thanks for the reviews (and the more 'detailed' emails!) Here's the next installment. I'm still working on getting the MX petition links so, don't forget to write Tribune. Keep the show alive! This chap is short and mainly for development. Peace!
A DIFFERENT FEELING
She was still debating telling anyone when they returned to the rock.
Parting ways, with Lexa immediately after leaving the car, Shalimar still felt...shaken. How could something she so feared be so...attractive? Between her thoughts and the salvation of her room, she caught sight of Brennan's door. Light glowed from underneath, meaning he was either reading or working out (she hoped for the later). Coming to an agitated stop, the woman realized something in her needed to say something about the experience. Lexa's power left her wanting, she'd never even known with the elemental. But it had to be her human side being intrigued. The feral had been un nerved , which absolutely made sense. Her only other option would be to tell Jesse at which, her mind screamed 'NO'. She could just picture his face, after hearing how his 'sister' had been 'touched' by a woman he wanted. He'd understand, she thought. He'd have to. They were two different women, whom both meant different things to him.
And they were two different types of beauty. Shalimar was untamed, a sun kissed construction of agility, contoured by an instinctive sexiness. Her hair fluttered in edgy ravaged waves, reflecting infinite shades of its collective blonde. Lexa was something more mysterious. The brunette was smooth, dark, nearly sultry in composure. She was the longer ride, possessing a coolness in her very curves and mentality. Her aura (and abilities) seemed to thrive within their midnight shelter and her eyes emulated the very lava burning in her veins. The very fire, Shalimar had dared to touch- and so wanted to touch again.
She known that telling Brennan was the better choice. Him being the right one still left her stumped.
The man sat on his bed, an interested brow raised at her account of the evening. Somewhere in those orbs, she could see his inner man whore processing the very thoughts she wanted to dodge. "So..." He began. "What's the issue?"
"What do you mean what's the issue? I'm afraid of fire, or supposed to be and now..." The feral gave in, plopping down beside him. "Now, I don't know."
Brennan sat back, wrapping an arm around her. "You're making this way too textbook, Shal. Just because we carry traits of our abilities, doesn't mean we define them to a tee. You're feral, both human and animal. That means you're a combination of all those things. You don't have to be afraid of fire, you can like it or hate it. The issue is overcoming it. And when you saw that you could..." His arm slipped tighter around her. "It 'awakened' something."
"Awakened? Brennan, you sound like some sappy novel."
"Look, you're both drawn to and afraid of fire. And Lexa gave you an opportunity to see if you could over come it. When you touched her 'flame', the feel of it, I don't know -set something off. In some way, the energy aroused you."
She watched him with doubt. Her mind knew where he was going and cut straight to the point. "Are you saying I'm attracted to Lexa's power?"
"Yeah...." He groaned, while leaning back on his arms. "And 'that' makes you attracted to Lexa?"
"Okay, I really don't believe that!"
"It makes sense. If a person is drawn to an aspect of someone, they mentally adapt to being physically attracted to them. When you touched her power, you said, and I quote 'I'd never felt anything like that, it was almost erotic-'"
"Yeah! I know what I said, Sparky!" She interrupted. "It's just...not 'supposed' to be that way. Y'know?"
"Um hm," He nodded. "But, the fact is you're drawn to Lexa's power, so much so that when you physically touched her hand..."
"I didn't want to let go.... But, it doesn't mean I'm attracted to Lexa! You, of all people know that!"
"Boy, don't I!" He grinned. Her look made him sober up. "Shal, you know this'll snowball. First, it's just glances, then you'll notice things, physical things, reminding you of her abilities."
"And I'll be attracted to them cause they represent 'her', or at least her power, to me."
"Yeah....It's all in how you handle it. Which you'll do perfectly."
"Thanks. But, I feel like, I don't know...like I'm crossing Jesse!"
His handsome face frowned at the remark. "How?"
"Because, he has feelings for her...."
"Shal, you'd only be 'crossing' Jesse if you had intentions on Lexa. And you don't." Her face suddenly shook his faith. ".......do you?"
"I wouldn't." She stated flatly.
"Sounds to me, like the things you're questioning, already come with answers."
Turning to face him, the blonde groaned. "Brennan, if you say I'm in denial-"
"'I' wouldn't." He replied. "But you telling yourself, that's something else."