Noxious
Eidolon: a phantom: a ghost
He felt warm, so warm and so alive. Felt a body with the pulsing of a heart moving warm blood all through him. Life, it was in his hands. Yes, he had hands, they were his now. Hands with long slender fingers that could touch, hold, stroke, caress. Strong arms. A chest with lungs that breathed; lungs that expanded with air, with that breath of life. He possessed broad shoulders, a trim body, healthy, athletic, supple, and strong. He opened his long lashed eyes to see beauty … the beauty that would soon belong to his love. To his Lani.
He had found her here during his long searching for the right bodies. He saw her and the resemblance was astounding. She looked like Lani. She danced and the movement was like Lani. Then he had looked closely as she had passed by him and he had seen the necklace. She was the one.
All he had to do after finding her was to find a body for himself. He had searched long for the perfect body. Now he was incarnate and the girl was here with him. He didn't see Maria as a person in her own right. She was to be his love's body. He smiled at the young woman, ran his eyes up and down her form, letting her know his appreciation of her charms.
He felt like a sailor home from an eternally long voyage at sea. He felt the cravings, the urges, and the lust.
Knowing her body would soon belong to Lani, he acted on that lust. He plotted and treated her to smiles and drinks. Things had taken their course, they moved to a back room. When he reached up and touched her necklace a sparkling tingle had zinged under his fingers, the gentle sizzle electrifying to both of them. Then he had thrilled to her warmth, run his hands up and down her form, enjoying the firmness, the softness, the special secret places. He gripped her to him. Rocked in rhythm with her.
Oh, he revelled in the strength and manliness of this body. No not this body, his body. Revelled in his body that could take pleasure in the woman. He enjoyed Maria's body now, even though it didn't house his love yet, not counting that taking of another an infidelity. He felt all the glorious almost forgotten sensations. The long missed stimulations and satisfactions of a living body.
After, they had gone to Mulayo.
Phantoms couldn't kill the body they wanted to possess and only living bodies could kill for a phantom. It had worked out better than he could have hoped. Crane's body was still alive but so close to death that he could possess it. He hadn't known he could do that until he did it. It was so much better than he could have planned … he was a phantom incarnate. Possessing a living body. And Lani his love was near, here he was by her grave and the beautiful girl beside him was his to kill, because he had a living body. His lover Lani would soon have the beautiful body to clothe her spirit.
He crushed Maria's warm body beneath his own and reached out his hands to her throat encircling it. The necklace seemed to tingle under his fingertips. So prefect.