As this mysterious woman stared intently at Kurutio, his eyes could not help but return that gaze. A strange silence filled the air, a sound akin to the vibrations of speakers turned up too high…a shallow and fuzzy static.
His heavy breathing echoed off of the walls, reverberating in every direction. In this mansion of a house, there was naught but the two of them.
Alone
Their eyes now locked, a trickle of bittersweet emotions flowed from her spirit to his heart. Kurutio accepted her feelings freely, and this small trickle soon became a river, then a flood of emotions.
At first he felt only the pain…desperation, anger, and vengeance. But as he searched past the pain, he was blessed with a small glimpse of that which lies between the lines…
Beauty
Beneath the rugged and intense exterior of this woman’s feelings was a beautiful innocence, an unconditional love, a pure spirit.
As he took in the burden of her feelings, there formed a concept, then a journey.
A journey…
The words stung. He was suddenly reminded of a fate long forgotten.
Is this the truth he had been missing?
No…This is only the beginning!
The beginning of what?
Kurutio was broken out of this trance by what sounded like a chyme. Looking up at the woman now, he noticed that she was crying, her tears falling down her face like rain drops, and dripping off of her nose like sweat.
Her moist face glistened in the flickering flames, and he looked upon her in wonder. He was certain that he had never met her before, and yet, without a doubt, he knew her.
There was a connection, a nexus between them, and one unlike anything ordinary people could have.
Deeper…
Kurutio wanted to speak with her, to know who she was, but fear set in. It felt as though if he were to break the silence, she would disappear.
With this uneasy happiness saturating him, he felt the distinct sensation that he was in love…That he loved her.
But how could this be?
That voice again. Who was this shadow figure, and how long would it continue to observe him, continue to narrate his life?
Her eyes were still locked intently upon him, and Kurutio wondered if perhaps she was thinking the same things he was.
His lips shuddered. This “journey” still haunted him..
To find the Essence of the Soul…what did it mean?
With much hesitation, he finally spoke–
“Who are you?”
Such simple words, and yet so meaningful. If he could at least know this, he could be satisfied.
But rather than reply, she gazed even more intensely at him. It was as if she wanted to know the very same thing.
We know each other…
It was a fateful reunion…an inevitable meeting. And yet, somehow– was not yet meant to be…
Prophesy
As he looked into her eyes, tears flowed freely…A deep sadness pent up for many years past, now finally released.
Finally, we meet again
Kurutio felt shivers down his spine as he realized that these feelings, these memories, had been felt by another, long ago. Those feelings– these memories had become a part of him.
From the surface these two were merely looking into each others’ eyes. But it went far beyond that…this was a reunion of souls, of kindred spirits.
Kurutio was suddenly filled with a renewed passion–
He wanted her!
He clasped his arms around her, embracing her tightly, as though she would disappear if he let go. She smiled gently as she returned his embrace, and their tears of deep sadness turned to tears of unfathomable joy.
It all made sense…felt so right!
He wanted to love her, wanted to know her…
He wanted to become one with her
His lips still quivering, Kurutio touched his hand to her lips, stroking his fingers across them gently. He breathed in, then out…savoring every moment.
Time slowed down…almost to a standstill.
His fingers slid down, her lips shying away as he dipped into her chin, and finally making their way to her throat, tickling her sensually.
Her breathing slowed to match his…a union of heart, body, and spirit. She touched his feverish, tear-stained face, stroking his unkept beard.
As they both looked into each other’s eyes, in that moment everything made sense! It was as if they had lived for this moment!
Their lips touched gracefully, yet firmly.
Filled with an intense passion and longing, His lips clung to hers like honey to a bee. It was an addictive sensation, and her moist lips made his mouth water with the juices of true pleasure.
As their lips parted, they came back together even more passionately; it was as if an age-long wish had become reality, and the built-up lust had finally been released beyond all control.
It was time
Their lips now coming together again…The silence disturbed only by the echoes of heavy breathing and gentle moaning.
Embracing her now, his lips pressed hard against hers, her neck hung back in submission. He pressed his hands against her flushed cheeks, and once again captured her lips within his…
Passion manifested
Kurutio wanted her more and more, and this took from him all remaining pretenses of control. She wanted him too, so what was the problem with consummating their love?
He became intoxicated with this single-minded desire…nothing else mattered. Everything was perfect…nothing could go wrong!
Nothing…at all
Slamming his body aggressively against hers, he forced himself on top of her. Grabbing her by the wrists, he dominated her guiltlessly.
This is how it was meant to be…this is how it was supposed to be
He once again slid his fingers across her pale skin, then pressed hard against her inner-lip. As he took hold of her chin, he noticed that her lips were quivering.
Pressing her heart against his, he could feel both of their hearts beating rapidly in unison. Kurutio moved his lips close to her, now breathing heavily into her ear…
I love you, Airielu. I love you!
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