When Eve awoke, the stars and the moon were out, and Jehovah was still combing her hair, humming a soft lullaby, and Adam was sitting next to Jehovah, playing with a garland of flowers. She stirred and murmured, "Jehovah? Where's Adam.." and both boys were at once aware of her. Adam leant over and smiled down at her. "Eve, I'm here."
"I promised you he would be here," Jehovah said, his odd eyes shining. Eve sat up, and reached over him to clasp Adam in her arms, an action he returned with passion. The oddest sensation was playing in her chest again; it still hurt, but this time it did not stab painfully as it had when he had been gone.
"Why did you leave me?" she asked. "I thought you didn't love me anymore." And now her heart did hurt, and tears were falling down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, and I will never leave you again," Adam said, holding her as tightly as she was clinging to him. Jehovah, with a smile, had quietly gotten up and retreated.
"I thought it was because you didn't like me anymore since you couldn't find my organ," she said, between her tears.
"I'm sure your organ is here somewhere, we just haven't been looking hard enough," Adam said, poking her slit with a finger mischievously. "Shall we try again?"
"Yes," Eve answered at once, lying down and spreading her legs for better access. Adam eased himself up over her torso, and gazed down at her with such devotion and longing in his eyes that Eve once again felt that painful wrench in her heart. Tears sprung out of her eyes again.
"You made me very sad when you left," she whispered. "I felt empty and painful, and I didn't like it. Eden is beautiful no longer when you are not with me."
"Are you empty and painful now?" Adam asked her. It hurt him very much to see Eve crying like this, and knowing that he was the cause of her distress was even more painful. Even his member was reacting to her sorrow; it was growing limper, and he did not want to help her search for her organ so much as he wanted to just sit there, and hold her in her arms, and sing the lullaby that Jehovah had sung, to her.
"No," she sniffled. "I'm happy that you're with me now. But the tears won't stop."
"What can I do to make them stop?" he asked her.
"I don't know," she said. "I have never felt like this before..I suppose we could ask Jehovah."
"Jehovah!" Adam cried, but there was no response.
"He was here just now," Eve said.
"Yes," he agreed, rocking Eve gently back and forth in his arms. She was very beautiful, even when she was crying, and once again he found himself stiffening. He wondered vaguely at the back of his mind where Jehovah was now, but he found that he did not mind very much at the moment. Right now he wanted to search for her organ again, and he nudged his member into her gently. She cried out a little as he entered her, and he bent down slightly and kissed her hot, sweet mouth that tasted a little of berries.
A little while after they had finished, Jehovah appeared again, holding a fresh bouquet of flowers. He offered them to Eve, which she accepted with a cry of delight. Adam frowned a little as he watched his lover giggle demurely while Jehovah wove the flowers in her hair. There was an odd, rather unpleasant sensation in his nether regions. He had experienced it when he'd found them by the brook earlier that day, when he had beheld Eve sleeping in Jehovah's lap, but it had gone as soon as Eve had woken up, and found him. Yet now it was back again.
Almost as if he had heard Adam's thoughts, Jehovah turned to him with a smile and held out an equally beautiful bouquet. "I got you some too," the other boy said, his eyes merry.
"They're wonderful," Adam exclaimed, burying his face in their petals, inhaling the sweet, clear scent of the flowers. The knot in his stomach vanished instantly. "Can you show me where you got them?"
"Of course, follow me," Jehovah said. A tiger came out of the clearing, and Eve ran to it with a cry of delight. The tiger purred as she pounced upon it, and they both rolled to the ground. "You two go on," she said breathlessly, as the tiger pawed at her. "Don't wait for me."
"I'll get you some more flowers," Adam said. Jehovah smiled, and motioned for him to follow.
Adam walked beside the other boy, watching him with a free, curious eye. This was the first time he'd really had a chance to speak to him. When he'd found them by the brook, he hadn't wanted to speak to him, lest he disturb Eve, who'd seemed to be very comfortable in Jehovah's lap. Thinking about it made him feel extremely hot and bothered again, and he wondered why this image was causing him so much discomfort.
"Don't worry," Jehovah said, looking at him with a mild smile. "Eve loves you, and that will not change."
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Adam asked.
"I am Jehovah," his companion answered placidly.
Adam accepted this explanation without question, as had Eve before him. He watched as Jehovah stretched out a hand, allowing a kingfisher to perch upon his arm.
"Here," he said, and Adam mirrored Jehovah, extending his arm. The kingfisher spread its wings and flew to him, and alighted gently on his arm. Adam smiled in wonder.
"I should show Eve," he said. Jehovah smiled fondly at him.
"Everything I make here is for us," he said. "Just the three of us."
"Are there any more of us?" Adam asked.
Jehovah did not reply immediately, and if Adam had been able to notice such things, he would have seen the slightly troubled look that came over Jehovah's face. "No," he replied. "Just the three of us."
"I see," Adam said, watching as the kingfisher flew away from his arm. "But then where's your Eve? Do you have an Eve too, Jehovah?"
"No," Jehovah said, and once again there was that minute flicker that Adam did not see. "I made her for you." He paused again. "She is my most perfect creation." Another pause. "She and you."
"Can we create things, Jehovah?" Adam asked.
"It depends on what you want to create," Jehovah said.
"Another Eve for you," Adam said immediately. "For you, not for me. My Eve is mine." He did not want Jehovah touching Eve the way he did, or searching for her organ the way he did. Since she had come from his rib, he was the one to do this for her.
Jehovah smiled enigmatically. "You won't understand this," he said, "but in the beginning, it was just you and me."
"You were? Where? I didn't see you, Jehovah."
"I kept myself hidden, but I watched over you," and Jehovah's eyes twinkled fondly.
"If you had come out, I would never have felt lonely," Adam said. "But then you wouldn't have created Eve for me."
"Yes," Jehovah said, slowly. "I did not plan for her initially."
"I'm glad you made her for me," Adam said, lying down and looking up at the sky. The sun was setting, the clouds magnificent shades of blazing oranges and crimsons. "I love her. These feelings are ... everything's new, but these feelings for her are so different to everything else." He sat up again, and smiled at Jehovah. "You should make one for yourself, Jehovah. Then we can talk about our Eves."
"There's only one Eve," Jehovah said with a smile. "Yours." Another pause, then: "If I ever made another Eve, I'd give her a different name."
"Why?" Adam asked curiously.
"There is only one Eve," Jehovah said, lying down next to Adam and resting his head on his arms. Adam considered this for a while, and then said, "Is there only one Adam, and one Jehovah too, then?"
"Yes."
"But Adam and Jehovah are.." Adam frowned, struggling to put into words this concept that he himself could not fully comprehend, only that he knew that he and Jehovah were of the same brethren, of Eve's kindred but different to her all the same. But then he somehow sensed that he and Eve were of the same kind, and Jehovah was different to them. The same, but then different. They all had different names. What were they? It was as if a door had appeared in the previous tranquil of his mind, and he was perturbed by it. A strange desire within him awoke, a desire to open that door and see what lay beyond it.
"The same brethren, yes," Jehovah said, and the disturbing thoughts that had taken root in Adam's mind vanished immediately. He sat up and petted the head of a leopard which had come to nestle against him, and directed him to Adam, who put his cheek against that of the leopard's in delight. "Do not think about it too much, Adam. Just enjoy what we have here, for this is Eden, and I made Eden for us."
A/N: Sorry for the ridiculously late update - since my last chapter I've been travelling, getting a postgrad degree and writing my dissertation! As I mentioned in the last chapter, I have written out a good chunk of later chapters, but have been rereading them, and wasn't too happy with their direction, so I've been revising them. Thank you for all the reviews, the follows and favourites - I do see them, and they serve as reminders to me that I will and shall finish this story!
