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Post by Avati on Jan 20, 2007 12:42:36 GMT -5
Avati stood as Sinclair looked to the light dancing upon the ceiling and approached the man on her couch, pressed forward until her legs bumped his knees, and forward still until they parted for her and her only obstacle was the couch itself. Her expression was gentle as her hands soft and warm cupped either side of his face, and the Deus pressed her lips lightly above his brow.
"Sinclair is but a name, it does not define who you are, or what you are, as it would any other person. Have care in your decisions, and these fortune tellers you seek, for I would hate to see you misled, or hopes raised and then crushed. I am not sure what words you need, and doubt even less you need to hear them from me, however, I am glad, and honored, to have met you and shared in your company." For just a moment, her heart sped, as she pressed her lips to his brow again before she rested her cheek upon the top of his head and her arms circled his neck.
The woman smelled, of vanilla and sun warmed hay, her fingers gently stroked Sinclairs' scalp and down his neck, and after a moment, the woman began to hum, the song she had hummed when he had first entered her home.
"There are times.. when you'll need someone.. I will be by your side.. There is a light, that shines, special for you, and me.." Her voice was a soft whisper, she adored the song, but could barely remeber the words, she smiled softly even though the pounding of her heart she was sure could be heard accross the room.
It seemed men were fragile things, but then it seemed life reminded most they were neither infallible or gods, had it been one of her brothers' or her father she comforted she would have let go, and sat beside him, and laid her head upon his leg or shoulder, but at the moment, she like the feeling she had, right in that spot.
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 21, 2007 0:59:42 GMT -5
Her words and actions surprised Sinclair, he'd never felt the presence of a woman that was so right, so maternal. She was like the mother he never knew, and at the same time like the lover he never had. Her words rang deep in his soul, penetrating his mind like a blade of ice. Her smell, her touch, her sound...Everything about this mysterious, selflessly generous, woman mystified him.
Her warm skin felt like heaven on his brow, he was perplexed and did not know how or in what intent he could return her affection. He acted on instinct, his mind muddled things up too easily and instinct had not lead him nearly as astray as his twisted mind. As she knelt over him, cheek resting on his head he reached up and rested a hand around her waist. Wordlessly he conveyed his appreciation of the woman's kind words and striking presence.
"No words of any seer will stay with me as long as the words you have spoken to me now, Avati. My gratitude is undying. What is it you ask of me in return for your tenderness?"
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Post by Avati on Jan 21, 2007 1:25:35 GMT -5
Avati pulled back enough to look upon Sinclairs' face, without feeling the gentle warmth of his breath upon her skin, his arm around her waist was a reassuring weight, and was hot like no barriers seperated their flesh, she blinked as her face warmed as if she flew a race. She stroked her heated cheeks with the back of her fingers smiling lightly at Sinclair.
"You are a good man, looking only for his past, and perhaps a purpose, who needed the touch and comfort of a friend, if I had any doubts of that you'd be dragging your broken body far from these lands." Avati laughed cupping Sinclairs face and stealing a kiss. Her cheeks visibly redden and woman chuckled ducking her face down, hiding behind her curling hair.
"There, you can consider, the scale balanced." Her voice was soft, smooth like honey, and just as sweet, the deus put her hand to his shoulder, to back away from the harbor of his grasp.
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 21, 2007 1:32:31 GMT -5
Something happened that Sinclair had certainly would have never expected, with a honeysuckle laugh she leaned in an stole a kiss. He was most certainly not upset that she had done so, after she withdrew her silky lips from his she looked down bashfully. He reached up and cupped her chin in return, her face was too beautiful to hide behind hair.
She began to back away from him, her warm hand on his shoulder, but he wasn't about to let her go. He'd found something in her eyes, in her lips that he'd never found before or would ever find again. He looked into her eyes, "You are...an extraordinary woman, Avati." His grasp loosened for a moment, but quickly tightened. He would not be letting her go any time soon.
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Post by Avati on Jan 21, 2007 1:59:44 GMT -5
Her breath came out in little more than a coo at his words, she shivered as his grasp tightened, sending a thrill through the small woman but his touch still held the reassuring heat. Perhaps she had not had stole that kiss, she could be flippant in her mind, but the warmth of her cheeks remained, and the urge, to do it, just once more, stir things low in her belly, coupled with the look Sinclair wore, foriegn and not, mixed with trails of tenderness.
"And you, are very confused, my apolog-, oh like hell I'm going to apologize. If you let me go of my chin, I could kiss you easier. Unless you don't wish me to." She was more, something, the gentleness was pushed back by Avatis' blunt words and tone, even as the minstrels' gentle hand raised, and covered his.
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 21, 2007 2:12:39 GMT -5
Sinclair indeed let go of her chin, in lieu he grasped her hand as she moved to cover his. He drowned in her eyes, their color reminded him of a gemstone he'd once found in the mountains, but he would not sell the gems in her eyes for any amount of money. It was his turn to steal from her, he leaned in and his lips met with hers a second time, lightning shot up his spine and he was hooked.
His hand moved up her waist, back and up to her face brushing her hair from her face as he broke his kiss. "I seem to have not learned as much as I thought, Avati. I have stolen from a beautiful woman once again."
He smirked, the firelight sparkled in his emerald-green eyes making the devious nature he felt creeping up from the pit of his soul palpable.
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Post by Avati on Jan 21, 2007 2:22:56 GMT -5
She remebered to breath, she breathed as she leaned her face against his hand until it turned and cupped her face. She remebered to breath, as he smirked, as the firelight made his eyes shine like dark gems. She remebered to breath as she reached for him and leaned forward.
Her voice lowered, her lips brushing his as she spoke, "Let me summon the guard..." her hand trailed his jaw, while her other pulled him forward by his shirt and let her lips touch his and feel the trembling echo that hummed through her body.
Avati made a small sound before chuckling softly, leaning back and pulling Sinclair back with her not wishing to break the kiss again.
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 22, 2007 8:16:49 GMT -5
Sinclair awoke several hours later, it was the first time he'd awoken in a happier state of mind that he could recall. Between squinted eyelids he saw the orange hue of dim firelight dancing on the ceiling. There was an unfamiliar weight on his chest, it was warm and it pulsated, he realized whatever it was he had his arm wrapped around it. Looking down at Avati's angelic form held tightly into his chest, her cheek resting on his shoulder, he'd remembered the events of only a few hours past.
The pleasure, ecstasy and emotions he'd felt were like none other, the mysterious and beautiful woman whom lay with him now was his answer to everything. Past was irrelevant, future was irrelevant, only now mattered to him. And so long as the angel stayed in his arms he did not care about anything else. His soul, his life, everything belonged to her now. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the brow, resting his cheek against it he slipped slowly, blissfully, back into slumber safe in the knowledge that he had everything he needed in her.
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Post by Avati on Jan 23, 2007 0:29:17 GMT -5
"Darling..." Avati nudged the mans' arm again, she had woken, and marvelled, at herself, and the man she held on to, and held on to her, even in sleep. She studied his face as she listened to his heart beat as her head rested upon his chest. she touched him lightly not wanting to wake him, but at the same time, she watched his face, waiting to see his sleepy smile.
He took her flying, to the moon and beyond, shattered her world and gave her light. He called her his angel, but it was he, who was divine.
"Sinclair." Avati nibbled on Sinclairs lower lip, laughter already bubbling as she began to move over him.
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 23, 2007 0:45:37 GMT -5
Sinclair awoke again to an angelic voice speaking his name and a gentle sensation on his lower lip. Absentmindedly his hand roamed Avati's form, his fingers gently running along her curves, a smirk tugged at the edge of his lips. He would have spoken her name if his lip weren't being nibbled on, in lieu he lifted his other hand and brushed the hair off her face, gazing deeply into her eyes.
He made a humming noise in his throat, indicating that he enjoyed her method of waking him.
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Post by Avati on Jan 23, 2007 10:39:45 GMT -5
She smiled biting a little harder before burying her face against his neck. Avati nuzzled Sinclairs neck as his hands roamed, her face upon his shoulder her fingers traced the line of his neck.
"Good morning."
With a light kiss upon his jaw, the woman moved back to nuzzling and kissing upon Sinclairs' neck, a sweet scent under pursuit, beneath all the scents that clung, in the air and to his skin, there were about three she could pin,, and mixed in the maleness of his own scent, there was a delightfully intoxicating, sweet scent, she hunted for along his neck.
"Sleep well?"
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 23, 2007 12:07:46 GMT -5
"Sleep well?"
He nodded with a knowing smirk, "Oh yes, very well." Sinclair's arm came to a stop in a comfortable place --which was virtually any place as long as it was wrapped around her-- as he began to ponder the things that had gone through his head a few hours before now that he had a chance to slow things down and think.
Avati had read him like an open book, an open book with editor's notes and a comprehensive glossary to boot. She knew how he felt, knew what he was going to say, and responded to it before he could say it. This deepened the mystery surrounding the woman nuzzling his neck, what was she thinking about all of this? Moreover why was he so much easier to read than her? She was a riddle, but he hoped to uncoil it very slowly as their relationship deepened, though he surmised that some parts of her would remain a mystery and he would not have it any other way.
Sinclair's smirk grew into a smile.
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Post by Avati on Jan 23, 2007 13:28:34 GMT -5
Avati sat up and looked to Sinclair, his smile pulling one of her own, the woman was silent in a quiet analyzous, she shifted so she rested upon his chest, and traced a fingertip along his brow, the light curve of her lips tilted. In a quiet, she studied his face, memorizing by sight, feel, scent, this man that lie beneath her, and already felt as if her heart was breaking.
She smiled again and laid her lips upon his chest before laying her cheek upon the same spot, rubbing against his flesh, as her mind, already turned, and worked, racked over the tidbits, and knowledge she had as her hand rested upon his chest, and felt the pulsating beneath.
"Hmm, a bath and then bed, or a bed, and then bath?" Her voice teased, and her hips and thighs moved teasingly before Avati sat up and shook her head, so her hair fell forward and left her looking from behind her locks, to the man she adored, to have his hands come up and move side the onyx strands, and lay upon her face. To feel his warmth and affections in a gentle touch.
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Post by Sinclair on Jan 23, 2007 14:06:52 GMT -5
Sinclair grinned and chuckled at the offer, "Hmm we should get in bed and get dirty before washing up." He sat up before her, his hand finding its way to Avati's cheek to brush the hair out of her face. Her eyes glowed despite the dim light, she was warm despite the room quickly growing colder. Sinclair felt very privileged to feel her release her pent up emotion, and moreover to release his; for the first time in his life he felt as though it were all off his shoulders and that he may no longer be a slave to them. Though he was certain the moment they parted company he would feel them return, he saught to revel in every moment he could spend with his beloved Angel Avati.
He pulled her to him again, suddenly feeling the need to have her very close, his arms wrapped gently but firmly around her and he took guilty pleasure in the heat her body provided him, the warmth her soul provided his, and the peace she'd brought to his chaos.
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Post by Avati on Jan 23, 2007 21:29:47 GMT -5
"Darling..." Avati murmured before sighing deeply at the warmth that surrounded her in Sinclair’s' arms against his body her arms wrapped around his body, and her hands stroked along his skin, as her lips pressed and brushed against his skin.
He worried as much as she, feared as much as she, already, it was ridicules she was sure, to be so scared, and so worry about what had just begun, but already they both did. Sinclair held her, if he never wished to let her go, and Avatis' mind flew, praying for an answer.
Avatis' hands cupped Sinclair’s' face and her lips brushed his, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave a smile. "I'm not letting you go, even if I'm not by your side. Understood?” She nuzzled his jaw she kissed, and nipped, her light frame pushing him, heading back towards the floor, her fingers stroked, and trace along his face, neck, and jaw. His name was murmured, and three small words, she rose in his arms, to get more leverage and access, her lips curving as she locked eyes, gem to gem, with Sinclair.
She gave a knowing chuckle as her gaze held his, and her hands wandered, her weight shifted as Sinclair eased back to the floor, and Avati eased him within. With a small sigh she leaned into him, a kiss to start their dance again.
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