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Like Petals From A Rose
Chapter 18
Surrender
He opened the door the apartment and lead me in gently. It was bathed in moonlight coming from the windows giving the place a feeling of being sacred. Like the temple of the moon Goddess Artemis it glowed with ethereal light. I was almost afraid to touch my own home from fear of breaking the spell.
"I'm getting changed out of this……..thing." He said with a small smile, looking down at the tux with a mixture of horror and…….something else.
"Ok." I said and let him leave. The bedroom light came on, flooding the hall with brightness. Maybe this was the legendary place where the sun meets the moon. How ironic that it was my home that was caught between two worlds, so much like my own heart.
My eyes caught the glittering of the patio door that led to the roof. The light of the moon danced along it as if summoning me. Who was I to deny the call of a power so great? I opened the door letting the semi-chilly midsummer air greet me as I kicked off my high heels and stepped onto the shingles.
They were still hot from the day and the warmth was as comforting as the breeze that lifted my bangs from my face. Slowly, almost with a dream-like quality I reached up and began pulling out the sticks and leather straps that held my hair in place. The strands fell as if in a waterfall and the breeze claimed them so that they blew softly into my face.
Dear my love, haven't you wanted to be with me?
And dear my love haven't you longed to be free?
This was a sense of freedom that only the night in the pool could rival. I was once again unleashed, the moon once again as my witness. I wondered if the sun was watching me from the other side, if Jo was amused by my shyness, is she was smirking at me and winking.
I had a feeling she was.
I sat down before laying flat on my back, the folds of the dresses fabric against my legs and my hands outstretched in offering to the stars. Can you see me, father? Can you see what I've become? Do you know how much I hate myself for leaving you?
I can't keep pretending
That I don't even know you,
I smiled and again let myself be lost in my own mind, my own thoughts as the stars burned into my eyes.
"Sekka?" His voice pulled my from my thoughts and I turned to look at him before smiling.
"Come out here." I said and sat up as he sat beside me. I turned and rested my head on his shoulder, a tension I didn't understand in my shoulders. "Beautiful isn't it? It's hard to imagine our problems as being big or important when you think about big the Earth is. Maybe they burn bright with their own anger and sorrow."
"No." He said slowly. "That's not it."
"What do you mean?" I asked softly, not daring to look at him from fear of what I would see in his ruby eyes.
"They're jealous."
"Huh?" I said stupidly.
And that sweet night,
you were my own
Take my hand,
"They're jealous that you're prettier then them, there trying to get more attention." His words made me blush like a stupid schoolgirl and I was glad that my face was shadowed.
"You're so full of bullshit." I muttered, making him chuckle, his hand reaching out to take mine.
"Well, I can try." This made me full-out laugh. Being this charming should be illegal, I thought before turning and locking my arms around his neck, staring straight at him.
"But I caught you." He just shrugged before leaning into kiss me. This kiss was unlike his others that were sweet and chaste and pure. This kiss was longing and I could feel his desire being stopped by his fear of scaring me away but I had absolutely no intention of running.
I had spent my whole life running from and pushing good things away from me, and I wasn't going to mess it up this time.
Were leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down,
He pulled away and I looked straight at him so intensely that his gaze shifted away from mine, but he couldn't hide the way they smoldered. All it would take was one small breeze and the small spark would turn into flames.
He turned away and got up, walking back into the house. He was so gentle, I thought, so caring and kind. He would thrown himself into hell for me if I asked, of that I had no doubt.
"Yami." He turned to look at me with a mixture of confusion and hope as I got up and followed him into the hallway. "Don't go."
And by the morning's light,
We'll halfway to anywhere,
Where love is more then just your name,
"No, Sekka." His voice was strained, firm and it sent ripples through my spine. "I'm going to make you do something solely for the fact that I want it." His eyes narrowed and turned angry, but I knew that he wasn't angry at me. He was angry at the men that had made me this way. Marik, those four men in the alley and the dozens that had done the same thing to me, at the men that picked me up and used me, the men that had hurt and broken me.
"Do you think that I would do something just because someone wanted it?" I asked softly, forcing him to look at me. "Zutto issho-ni itai, and nothing will change that. Not tomorrow, not the next day, not tonight."
I have dreamt all that lays for you and I,
No-one knows who we are there,
"Sekka-"
"No." I said, taking his face in my hands and staring at him. "Do I have to give a full-out invitation before you believe me? You know me, know my spirit, and you know that I wouldn't do this to make you happy or from a fear of keeping you." He reached up and took my hands in his, bringing them down and holding them, a mixture of longing and apprehension in his expression.
Finally he turned his eyes into mine, and he asked his question without words but it as if his eyes were voicing his words inside my mind. Is this what you really want, Sekka? I didn't nod, didn't look back at him, and didn't say anything words at all. Instead I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Yes.
All I want is to give my life fully to you,
I've dreamt so long,
I cannot dream anymore
The room wasn't far away and he broke away long enough to lead me into the doorway. His tongue went into my mouth and it was then that I realized that something was happening to me. This wasn't like all the other times when all I had felt when I had had sex was fear, hate and numbness. I was alive, my body was alive and it felt that I could only stay alive if he was with me.
"I love you." I muttered as his lips moved to my neck. I have to say it, I was eager. For the first time in my life, I wanted one of then men that wanted me.
Let's run away
I'll take you there
My hands, as if controlled by some outside force, began working on some of the buttons on the shirt that he had changed into. He must have found this somehow amusing because he laughed a little.
"Easy." He muttered and I nodded, letting him lead me and push me down into the soft mattress. "Easy." His hands slid behind my back and undid the zipper, loosing the bodice so that my breasts were barred to him. For a moment I felt very self-conscious of the scar on my shoulder, his mark on me.
His eyes flickered to it, narrowed, then softened.
Were leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
"He's not here." He muttered. For a moment I was confused as to why he said this, but then it made sense. The scar on my body was here, but his presence, his control, that was gone. Dead and buried, alive only within his dying memory.
"I know." I whispered back as his lips grazed it as if to purify a space of unholy energy. In a way it was. I wouldn't have been surprised if Marik had been Lucifer himself. I slipped his shirt off his shoulders and stared at his strong build.
He was strong, I had to admit that. It gave me a sense of warmth and protection. His hands hesitantly went over my breasts and my body, of it's own accord, pressed against his hands. He removed the rest of the dress and it fell forgotten to the floor.
He was looking at me with such intensity that I had to look away from him. I was almost completely exposed by this time and was just waiting for the inevitable to come. I did and I was left completely unveiled to him, scars and all.
They'd only hold us down,
And by the morning's light,
"I love you." He muttered, running his hands over me gently, as if he was sculpting a statue out of clay. Over my arms, breasts, stomach, and legs before going back up. On instinct they opened and he kissed me as he pushed two fingers into my body.
My back arched as a small moan escaped my throat. Sensations of electric heat were running through me and I wondered if this is what men needed to feel when they picked up hookers. Did they feel this kind of pleasure with me?
I threw my head and lost myself in the feeling of what he was doing to me. In a way, it scared me to realize just how deep I had fallen in love without even knowing. My breathing became labored as the feelings began to build up slowly.
He was being gentle but whether it was from hesitation or simply the fact that this is what 'making love' was all about, I couldn't know. I had a feeling that it was the second option though.
We'll halfway to anywhere,
Where no-one needs a reason,
My climax came quick and unexpected seeing as I had never really fully-experienced one, or maybe it was because that this was just better then most because there was emotion behind it, a tender feeling between two people, expressed in the physical flesh.
I lay for a moment, breathing as I felt my legs tingling. I honestly didn't think that I would be able to stand if I put this theory to the test. He was silent for a moment before looking at me.
"Are you alright?" I nodded.
"Yes, fine." I panted. "Definitely fine." This made him laugh a little which was a good thing. It showed that he was at ease and wasn't as worried about what mental repercussions that this could possibly create for me - not that they would, I knew that.
He shifted after a few moments so that he was looking down at me, everything I've ever known about heat or passion fixed intently into my eyes. He didn't have to ask, he didn't have to drop hints - I was the one who started it.
Forget this life,
Come with me,
Don't look back,
Your safe now,
Without thinking, controlled by desire and newly awakened sexual energy I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him into me. A look of shock crossed his face for a moment before he too, lost himself in desire.
He went gentle, almost painfully slow at first. I had a theory that he was making sure that the rapes hadn't damaged my insides. He must have been confident because he picked up speed making me moan out loud. My veins pumped fire and my body was more alive then it ever was before.
Sweat seeped into my hair that was beginning to stick to my face as my breathing became rapid.
Unlock your heart,
Drop your guard,
No-ones left to stop you
Our second orgasm came quickly and forced a moan out of me. He collapsed onto me, exhausted, using my breasts as a pillows, his hair matted with sweat. We lay there for a few moments, catching our breath, either of us able to speak. But that was ok, everything that needed to be said had been already.
Silence reigned and I ran my hands through his hair, my gaze locked on the ceiling. My heart was entirely gone from my body now, placed into his hands with this final act. It was his, in his very hands, and if she should crush it, then there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I closed my eyes, letting myself drift. His voice snapped me back to reality.
"Sekka?"
"Muhmm."
Forget this life,
Come with me,
Don't look back,
Your safe now,
"Are you ok?" His concern made me smile and I nodded, my hair fanned out on the pillow.
"Yes."
"I love you." His voice was soft, deep, sincere. It was safe to say that I regretted none of this. There was none of the familiar waves of self-loathing and shame that came with my previous sex experiences. All I felt now was his love in my heart.
"I know." I whispered back, using all my strength just to open my eyes. He was smiling down at me with a look that will forever be burned into my memory. It was a look of utter trust and surrender. I was sure that the same emotion was branded onto my face.
Unlock your heart,
Drop your guard,
No-ones left to stop you
My eyes fluttered as I fought to keep them open. The last thing I remember before sleep claimed me was the sound of his voice growing fainter and fainter and the feeling of his body solid and sure against my skin.
Now
A./N:
# Fans self # Got a little hot up there ne? lol. Anyways, I hope that this turned out as well as I wanted it too. Probably not, but I can hope, lol. I can't believe that I've gotten this far into the plot already. Doesn't seem like I've been working on this fic that long……. unlike 'Open My Eyes' which I was working on for ages……. Anyways, you know the drill. The faster you review, the faster I update!