Post by LovesDarkness on Sept 27, 2008 2:00:13 GMT -5
Something I wrote a little while ago...based on a story a friend and I are working on...tho an alternate version lol. In the main story Talan is a medieval knight tossed in the future where he meets Sasha. In this alternate version...it's Sasha who is tossed back in time to the medieval ages.
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Coming back late and tired from a meeting with his soldiers, Talan sighed as he headed to his room. As he touched the door knob though his gaze was suddenly cast to the door across from his. The one his lady slept behind. He couldn’t help but smile at the image of her that suddenly invaded his mind. The lovely violet pools of her eyes, her soft curves that he loved to hold close to him. The soft curls of her flaming red hair that his fingers itched to touch. Her musical laugh and her low raspy voice that held a sultry touch to it that sent shivers up and down his spine. He loved all those things about her and more. He wanted her and loved her with his entire being and he would continue to long past his last dying breath.
She was the first woman he had ever had such feelings for, and he knew she would be the only woman he’d ever have such feelings for.
His finger slipped from the door knob and he glided towards her door, as if he were a moth drawn to a flame. Silently he opened the door and peered in. All was dark save for the luminescent glow of the moon through the curtains and he could see the sleeping form of Sasha hidden beneath the covers. He stepped in and closed the door behind him with a soft click before tip toeing over to her bed. He hadn’t watched her sleep since the day he had brought her back from the forest, lost and alone. That night her sleep had looked troubled, as if she were dreaming of unpleasant memories. Her lips had been pulled into a tight line, her body tense as she twitched.
Tonight though, she looked so peaceful and he felt as though he could sit there for hours just watching her slumber. As quietly as he could he pulled a chair up next to the bed and moved till he was sitting comfortably. He watched her with a close fascination, his heart swelling and pounding with each breath his lover took, leaving him breathless. Red curls fell softly over her face and he forced himself to not reach out and move them away, lest he wake her and break the enchantment he was under.
He could help but smiled as he watched her, grinning as gently smiles flitted across those lovely lips of hers as she whispered his name. She must have been dreaming of him, she looked so happy. He wanted desperately to taste those lovely lips of hers; he was always aching to kiss them. Oh how they tempted him so.
He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a soft sigh and when he focused on her face he saw her eyes flutter open, and a sleepy smile graced her features as his face came into her view.
“Hey” she said with that raspy voice that was full of sleep. A shiver crawled across his skin. “What are you doing?”
Talan smiled lovingly down at her as he reached out to brush a piece of hair out of her face. He sighed as she took his hand and nuzzled it softly. “I was on my way back from a meeting with the soldiers when I had the sudden urge to come see you.” He whispered as he stood to sit at the edge of the bed, lightly stroking her cheek. “I didn’t wake you, did I?”
She smiled sleepily and shook her head as her hand came to cover his. “No, you didn’t.” She whispered softly, her lovely smile spreading. “I was just finishing a dream.”
Talan laughed softly and leaned down to kiss her forehead. He smiled at the dreamy sigh she let out. “I hope it was a sweet one.” He whispered.
“The sweetest.” Sasha breathed as she gently grasped his tunic gently with her hands. Slowly she shifted back in the bed and pulled the covers back a bit for him. “Lay with me.” She whispered as she smiled up at him.
At her request Talan felt the sudden urge to hold her tightly in his arms and completely drown in her presence. Pulling off his boots he quickly slipped under the covers with her. She snuggled up against him instantly and as he wrapped his arms around her he was shocked to feel nothing but her soft flawless skin beneath his hands. She was naked.
“Sasha...” he chocked, swallowing back his desire to let his hands roam over her as he vaguely thought of pushing her back and taking her. “Why are you naked?”
Something in him stirred at her playful giggle and she looked up at him with a smile. “Natie hasn’t washed my night shirts yet. So I have nothing else to wear.”
Talan laughed softly and smiled, hugging her tight. That did make sense. She obviously couldn’t wear the clothes if she didn’t have them.
~*~
Coming back late and tired from a meeting with his soldiers, Talan sighed as he headed to his room. As he touched the door knob though his gaze was suddenly cast to the door across from his. The one his lady slept behind. He couldn’t help but smile at the image of her that suddenly invaded his mind. The lovely violet pools of her eyes, her soft curves that he loved to hold close to him. The soft curls of her flaming red hair that his fingers itched to touch. Her musical laugh and her low raspy voice that held a sultry touch to it that sent shivers up and down his spine. He loved all those things about her and more. He wanted her and loved her with his entire being and he would continue to long past his last dying breath.
She was the first woman he had ever had such feelings for, and he knew she would be the only woman he’d ever have such feelings for.
His finger slipped from the door knob and he glided towards her door, as if he were a moth drawn to a flame. Silently he opened the door and peered in. All was dark save for the luminescent glow of the moon through the curtains and he could see the sleeping form of Sasha hidden beneath the covers. He stepped in and closed the door behind him with a soft click before tip toeing over to her bed. He hadn’t watched her sleep since the day he had brought her back from the forest, lost and alone. That night her sleep had looked troubled, as if she were dreaming of unpleasant memories. Her lips had been pulled into a tight line, her body tense as she twitched.
Tonight though, she looked so peaceful and he felt as though he could sit there for hours just watching her slumber. As quietly as he could he pulled a chair up next to the bed and moved till he was sitting comfortably. He watched her with a close fascination, his heart swelling and pounding with each breath his lover took, leaving him breathless. Red curls fell softly over her face and he forced himself to not reach out and move them away, lest he wake her and break the enchantment he was under.
He could help but smiled as he watched her, grinning as gently smiles flitted across those lovely lips of hers as she whispered his name. She must have been dreaming of him, she looked so happy. He wanted desperately to taste those lovely lips of hers; he was always aching to kiss them. Oh how they tempted him so.
He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a soft sigh and when he focused on her face he saw her eyes flutter open, and a sleepy smile graced her features as his face came into her view.
“Hey” she said with that raspy voice that was full of sleep. A shiver crawled across his skin. “What are you doing?”
Talan smiled lovingly down at her as he reached out to brush a piece of hair out of her face. He sighed as she took his hand and nuzzled it softly. “I was on my way back from a meeting with the soldiers when I had the sudden urge to come see you.” He whispered as he stood to sit at the edge of the bed, lightly stroking her cheek. “I didn’t wake you, did I?”
She smiled sleepily and shook her head as her hand came to cover his. “No, you didn’t.” She whispered softly, her lovely smile spreading. “I was just finishing a dream.”
Talan laughed softly and leaned down to kiss her forehead. He smiled at the dreamy sigh she let out. “I hope it was a sweet one.” He whispered.
“The sweetest.” Sasha breathed as she gently grasped his tunic gently with her hands. Slowly she shifted back in the bed and pulled the covers back a bit for him. “Lay with me.” She whispered as she smiled up at him.
At her request Talan felt the sudden urge to hold her tightly in his arms and completely drown in her presence. Pulling off his boots he quickly slipped under the covers with her. She snuggled up against him instantly and as he wrapped his arms around her he was shocked to feel nothing but her soft flawless skin beneath his hands. She was naked.
“Sasha...” he chocked, swallowing back his desire to let his hands roam over her as he vaguely thought of pushing her back and taking her. “Why are you naked?”
Something in him stirred at her playful giggle and she looked up at him with a smile. “Natie hasn’t washed my night shirts yet. So I have nothing else to wear.”
Talan laughed softly and smiled, hugging her tight. That did make sense. She obviously couldn’t wear the clothes if she didn’t have them.
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