A stairway through glassdoors
By:Tequ!ni
Chapter3: The very moment you wander from me I want to feel you in my arms again.
Wohoo, school started again today. (3.9.03) I met all of my cuddly little friends again. Soooo happy.
A big thanks and a hug to all you who reviewed so far. It means so much to me, to know if you like it (or not). If you have any special wishes, just tell me and I will try to pack it in my story if it fits in.
If you want to read the Disclaimer, go back to chapter one.
Nothing else to say so far.
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He tended to her hand like on her knee and in the end placed a light kiss on her bandaged palm. Hitomi blushed as she felt his warm lips through the bandages. She whispered a silent, "Thanks." Van smiled at her again and said, "You're very welcome."
Van stood back up and held a hand out for Hitomi to help her stand up. She placed her left hand in it and he pulled her up easily. "Come on, I'll show you to your room." Van led her over to the door beside the fireplace. A light blush crept up Hitomi's face when he didn't let go of her hand. He opened the door and motioned for her to go first.
Hitomi's eyes went wide. Van smiled as he saw her face, "This is your room. I hope you like it." "Van it's beautiful," Hitomi said as she walked around the room and let her hand glide over the furniture here and there.
There was a fireplace just beside the door, like in Van's room and a huge four poster with red bed sheets. Basically the room was a mirror image of the king's chambers, just in other colours and instead of the Fanelian map there was a picture of what looked like a ball with many people dancing and women in fancy dresses. There was also a vase with freshly cut roses on the nightstand. It was as if the room had been waiting for somebody.
Hitomi now stood beside the bed and looked at Van, "Are you sure that I can stay in this room? It looks so exquisite." Van nodded, "I wouldn't dare to play a prank on you. I'm the king and if I say this is your room, then it is." Hitomi grinned and hopped onto the bed, "I've always dreamed of a bed like this." She sighed and laid back.
Van said, "It's late. I'll leave you alone now, but if you need me, you can come anytime." The last part of the sentence was said in a seductive tone with a smirk on his face. Hitomi grabbed a pillow from nearby an threw it at him, but he caught it, obviously waiting for it. She tried to look angry but failed miserably and laid back down. Shortly after that she had the same pillow in her face. She heard a 'Sweet dreams' and the sound of a door closing, and then she was alone in this big nearly dark room.
Hitomi took the pillow off her face and stood back up. Sure enough there was the door beside her bed that led to the bathroom. It too looked very fine with it's white marble washbasins and the huge bath tube where at least four persons would fit in (A/N: Hmmm, interesting thought. Nah, only joking.) Hitomi took off her clothes and filled the washbasin with warm water. Grabbing one of the soft washcloths from nearby she did a lick and a promise and dried herself with one of the fluffy towels.
After that she grabbed her clothes and went back into the bedchamber. She put on her under things and placed the school uniform and bra on a chair beside the bed. Then she walked over to the windows and pulled close the curtains. Hitomi glanced over to the bed and ran towards it, jumping on it again. She had to hold back a shriek of delight and dove into the soft pillows.
She didn't bother with the blanket. Hitomi just turned onto her side, closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come. But sleep didn't come. She was tired beyond words but couldn't find sleep. She turned onto her other side, her stomach and her back, but it didn't help. She stared at the ceiling for a while and thought about things like maths or history. Things that had mostly bored her to death and had caused her to doze off in class more than once.
It didn't help one bit. She sat up and looked at the door at the other side of the room. Should she.? Hitomi crawled over to the edge of the bed and got out. She walked over to the door and hesitated a moment, but then she silently opened the door. She opened it just enough for her to fit through. Then she was in Van's room. She could make out his sleeping form on the bed and walked over to it. He wasn't covered by sheets because of the warm temperature.
He looked so peaceful lying on his back, with one hand on his stomach where a nice six pack was forming and the other one loosely beside him. A few strands of hair had fallen over his eyes and his lips were parted slightly. She thought about how it would be if he kissed her, caressed her face or maybe other spots with them. His gentle hands on her thighs and on her."Hitomi?" "Huh?", she snapped out of her trance like state.
"Is something wrong?", Van asked concerned and braced his weight on his elbows to hold himself up. He had long since woken up when she had come in and wanted to know what she would do. Hitomi blushed and started to play with her fingers (A/N: The thing you do when you're nervous.). "Um.I couldn't sleep and I thought.you said if I needed something.", Hitomi mumbled suddenly very shyly.
Van laid back down and opened his arms for her, "Come here." Hitomi crawled onto his bed and laid down on his left side. He pulled her close and she placed her head on his bare hairless chest and her left hand on his right shoulder. Her hair tickled him when she stirred around to get comfortable. His strong arms around her waist and upper back made her feel secure and soon she was sleeping peacefully to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
He had a hard time not getting aroused by her presence. Her bare creamy legs, her breasts that were just covered by the thin fabric of her undershirt and the feeling of a part of her lips on his chest. He calmed down and a few minutes later he too was sleeping peacefully with Hitomi in his arms.
The next morning Van was wakened by the chirping of birds. As he opened his eyes, he saw a mop of golden hair. He smiled as he thought about the last night and how she had needed him to be with her. They were laying in the rather intimate spoons position. One arm was draped over her midsection and the other one was used as a pillow by Hitomi. Her left hand was over his, holding it on place around her waist, and the other one was outstretched in front of her. He loosened his arm from around her waist and lifted her head, so he could pull out his arm. Then he gently placed her head on the pillow.
As silently as he could, he got out of the bed. Then Hitomi started to stir and turned onto her stomach, now covering the spot, Van had previously laid on. He smiled as she cuddled into the pillows and let out a small sigh followed by his name. How much had he wanted to stay and see her wake up, but he had things to do. She could sleep another four hours till it was ten o'clock.
(A/N: In case you're wondering why he knows that it's 6 o'clock: He's one of the people that have an inner watch and wake up at the same time every day.)
Van grabbed his casual armour and went into his bathroom to dress. When he came out, he was dressed like when he went hunting. He had on a pair of black pants that went to his knees. A piece of leopard fur covered his hips and was held together by a red scarf. He didn't wear a shirt, but a leather belt with two knifes stuck in it and a round silver plate went from his stomach to his left shoulder, where a grey sleeve and silver armour covered his upper arm and turned into a black gauntlet from his elbow on. His right arm was bare save for a second black gauntlet where two long sharp blades were sticking out. His feet were bandaged up to the middle of his calve and over it he wore black boots. On his wrists and ankles he had put blue metal rings that allowed him to dodge sword attacks.
He went over to the door, grabbed his sword and put it on his back, letting the red scarf hold it. It was not the one he had used during the great war. He had buried it beside Folken. The one he used now was longer and heavier, it had a black blade so it would not reflect any light if used by night. He glanced back at Hitomi and smiled, because she was still fast asleep. 'She must have been really tired.' Van thought and went out of the door.
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It's short, I know.
I've been in Dublin/Ireland for two weeks and that's what I've written there. I hope you like it.
I'll try to get the new chapter out very soon.
Yours Tequ!ni
By:Tequ!ni
Chapter3: The very moment you wander from me I want to feel you in my arms again.
Wohoo, school started again today. (3.9.03) I met all of my cuddly little friends again. Soooo happy.
A big thanks and a hug to all you who reviewed so far. It means so much to me, to know if you like it (or not). If you have any special wishes, just tell me and I will try to pack it in my story if it fits in.
If you want to read the Disclaimer, go back to chapter one.
Nothing else to say so far.
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He tended to her hand like on her knee and in the end placed a light kiss on her bandaged palm. Hitomi blushed as she felt his warm lips through the bandages. She whispered a silent, "Thanks." Van smiled at her again and said, "You're very welcome."
Van stood back up and held a hand out for Hitomi to help her stand up. She placed her left hand in it and he pulled her up easily. "Come on, I'll show you to your room." Van led her over to the door beside the fireplace. A light blush crept up Hitomi's face when he didn't let go of her hand. He opened the door and motioned for her to go first.
Hitomi's eyes went wide. Van smiled as he saw her face, "This is your room. I hope you like it." "Van it's beautiful," Hitomi said as she walked around the room and let her hand glide over the furniture here and there.
There was a fireplace just beside the door, like in Van's room and a huge four poster with red bed sheets. Basically the room was a mirror image of the king's chambers, just in other colours and instead of the Fanelian map there was a picture of what looked like a ball with many people dancing and women in fancy dresses. There was also a vase with freshly cut roses on the nightstand. It was as if the room had been waiting for somebody.
Hitomi now stood beside the bed and looked at Van, "Are you sure that I can stay in this room? It looks so exquisite." Van nodded, "I wouldn't dare to play a prank on you. I'm the king and if I say this is your room, then it is." Hitomi grinned and hopped onto the bed, "I've always dreamed of a bed like this." She sighed and laid back.
Van said, "It's late. I'll leave you alone now, but if you need me, you can come anytime." The last part of the sentence was said in a seductive tone with a smirk on his face. Hitomi grabbed a pillow from nearby an threw it at him, but he caught it, obviously waiting for it. She tried to look angry but failed miserably and laid back down. Shortly after that she had the same pillow in her face. She heard a 'Sweet dreams' and the sound of a door closing, and then she was alone in this big nearly dark room.
Hitomi took the pillow off her face and stood back up. Sure enough there was the door beside her bed that led to the bathroom. It too looked very fine with it's white marble washbasins and the huge bath tube where at least four persons would fit in (A/N: Hmmm, interesting thought. Nah, only joking.) Hitomi took off her clothes and filled the washbasin with warm water. Grabbing one of the soft washcloths from nearby she did a lick and a promise and dried herself with one of the fluffy towels.
After that she grabbed her clothes and went back into the bedchamber. She put on her under things and placed the school uniform and bra on a chair beside the bed. Then she walked over to the windows and pulled close the curtains. Hitomi glanced over to the bed and ran towards it, jumping on it again. She had to hold back a shriek of delight and dove into the soft pillows.
She didn't bother with the blanket. Hitomi just turned onto her side, closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come. But sleep didn't come. She was tired beyond words but couldn't find sleep. She turned onto her other side, her stomach and her back, but it didn't help. She stared at the ceiling for a while and thought about things like maths or history. Things that had mostly bored her to death and had caused her to doze off in class more than once.
It didn't help one bit. She sat up and looked at the door at the other side of the room. Should she.? Hitomi crawled over to the edge of the bed and got out. She walked over to the door and hesitated a moment, but then she silently opened the door. She opened it just enough for her to fit through. Then she was in Van's room. She could make out his sleeping form on the bed and walked over to it. He wasn't covered by sheets because of the warm temperature.
He looked so peaceful lying on his back, with one hand on his stomach where a nice six pack was forming and the other one loosely beside him. A few strands of hair had fallen over his eyes and his lips were parted slightly. She thought about how it would be if he kissed her, caressed her face or maybe other spots with them. His gentle hands on her thighs and on her."Hitomi?" "Huh?", she snapped out of her trance like state.
"Is something wrong?", Van asked concerned and braced his weight on his elbows to hold himself up. He had long since woken up when she had come in and wanted to know what she would do. Hitomi blushed and started to play with her fingers (A/N: The thing you do when you're nervous.). "Um.I couldn't sleep and I thought.you said if I needed something.", Hitomi mumbled suddenly very shyly.
Van laid back down and opened his arms for her, "Come here." Hitomi crawled onto his bed and laid down on his left side. He pulled her close and she placed her head on his bare hairless chest and her left hand on his right shoulder. Her hair tickled him when she stirred around to get comfortable. His strong arms around her waist and upper back made her feel secure and soon she was sleeping peacefully to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
He had a hard time not getting aroused by her presence. Her bare creamy legs, her breasts that were just covered by the thin fabric of her undershirt and the feeling of a part of her lips on his chest. He calmed down and a few minutes later he too was sleeping peacefully with Hitomi in his arms.
The next morning Van was wakened by the chirping of birds. As he opened his eyes, he saw a mop of golden hair. He smiled as he thought about the last night and how she had needed him to be with her. They were laying in the rather intimate spoons position. One arm was draped over her midsection and the other one was used as a pillow by Hitomi. Her left hand was over his, holding it on place around her waist, and the other one was outstretched in front of her. He loosened his arm from around her waist and lifted her head, so he could pull out his arm. Then he gently placed her head on the pillow.
As silently as he could, he got out of the bed. Then Hitomi started to stir and turned onto her stomach, now covering the spot, Van had previously laid on. He smiled as she cuddled into the pillows and let out a small sigh followed by his name. How much had he wanted to stay and see her wake up, but he had things to do. She could sleep another four hours till it was ten o'clock.
(A/N: In case you're wondering why he knows that it's 6 o'clock: He's one of the people that have an inner watch and wake up at the same time every day.)
Van grabbed his casual armour and went into his bathroom to dress. When he came out, he was dressed like when he went hunting. He had on a pair of black pants that went to his knees. A piece of leopard fur covered his hips and was held together by a red scarf. He didn't wear a shirt, but a leather belt with two knifes stuck in it and a round silver plate went from his stomach to his left shoulder, where a grey sleeve and silver armour covered his upper arm and turned into a black gauntlet from his elbow on. His right arm was bare save for a second black gauntlet where two long sharp blades were sticking out. His feet were bandaged up to the middle of his calve and over it he wore black boots. On his wrists and ankles he had put blue metal rings that allowed him to dodge sword attacks.
He went over to the door, grabbed his sword and put it on his back, letting the red scarf hold it. It was not the one he had used during the great war. He had buried it beside Folken. The one he used now was longer and heavier, it had a black blade so it would not reflect any light if used by night. He glanced back at Hitomi and smiled, because she was still fast asleep. 'She must have been really tired.' Van thought and went out of the door.
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It's short, I know.
I've been in Dublin/Ireland for two weeks and that's what I've written there. I hope you like it.
I'll try to get the new chapter out very soon.
Yours Tequ!ni