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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 13:03:06 GMT -5
My days had gotten slightly more busy with the return of spring- there were flowers to be replanted, grounds to be cared for, lessons to be taught and more patrons. Still, when I had the chance to think, my thoughts fell either on the patron I was with, Plaisir or Calista, who I hadn't seen in some time. The Coronation was today, and I knew that would make Plaisir busy- but I could say hello to Calista if she wasn't.
So I'd dressed, not in my fete finery but something simpler, and made my way down to Valerian. I was somewhat shy of doing so, but I could do it nonetheless. Perhaps she'd even be happy to see me.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 13:07:36 GMT -5
The day was bright and sunny, the light streaming into the halls that buzzed with excitement for the fete. I had tried hiding out in my room to escape the low din, though time after time an adept would knock at my door to ask something, and I finally just gave up. Slipping out of my room I made my way out a side door primarily used by servents. The House was left behind, and I was making my way around the side of the building and to a lesser-used garden when I saw someone walking up.
My hand came up to shade my eyes, though when I saw who it was I nearly gasped. "LaValle?" My voice ventured, soft and tentitive, and a delighted smile settled on my lips.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 13:11:25 GMT -5
Smiling even as I flushed I nodded, then ducked my head as I went over to her, standing in a garden- I remembered the last time I'd seen her in a garden. She looked just as lovely now as she did then and had every consecutive time I'd seen her. Now, though, there was sunlight and growing things, which made it all the more beautiful.
"Hello Calista," I greeted her softly once I was close enough that I knew she'd be able to hear me. "HOw are you?"
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 13:16:19 GMT -5
Everything about him was the same; the tone of his voice, the soft tousle of his hair, the shy, soft smile on his lips. I took him in without being obvious, and I was glad to see him. Solace outside Valerian; he was almost a chip of peace inside of me.
"I'm wonderful," I said happily, my teeth showing through my smile as I gazed at him. "It's been so long since we've last met - I missed you. How have you been doing?"
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 13:23:02 GMT -5
"Well," I replied honestly, meeting her gaze, then flushing again at how lovely her eyes still seemed. "Things a picking up a little with the arrival of spring, and now I have my garden to tend."
Almost without thinking I reached out and caressed the line of her cheek, then smiled at her shyly. "I...missed you," I told her softly and not really expecting a response- I just wanted to see if her skin was as soft as I remembered. And it was. "I mean, I thought you were going to come for some more lessons on plants," I amended, trying to sound teasing and not like the complete sap I could be at times. She had other interests now, I was sure.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 13:30:19 GMT -5
I'd drawn in a breath to tell him I had no doubt his garden would be beautiful, and likely already was, when his hand came out to touch my cheek. My eyelids fluttered closed and I instinctively leaned into his touch before I caught myself, pulling my form straight again as his hand fell away. I swallowed; he caused a flurry of butterflies in my stomach with the slight graze of his fingers, and I wasn't sure whether to feel silly for it or not.
"I'll come," I said softly, my lips giving him a smile for the tease I caught in his voice. "If you'd still like me to, I will. How is your garden fairing so far this year?"
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 13:35:22 GMT -5
"I'd like you to," I answered quickly, perhaps too quickly for the way she'd pulled away from my hand and slightly confused me, though I didn't show it with more than a slight wrinkling of my brows. I was probably right, she'd found something much better than me- and if so I was delighted for her. "And so far we've had no hitches with the plantings this year."
Smiling slightly I sat down in the grass and held out my hand to help her down if she wished. "Have you found another plant for yourself yet?"
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 13:41:25 GMT -5
My hand slipped into his without hesitation and I sat by him upon the grass, heedless of the dirt and stains my pale yellow dress might take from doing so. My touch on his was kept after I'd settled; I found myself loathe to let go, though I did with reluctance.
"No, not yet," I said with a faint blush, thinking of all that I'd tried growing and ended up watching die. My blush deepened some, and I plucked at my skirts with my hands to straighten them, giving myself some distraction. "I wasn't sure if I should try again. The poor plants." I glanced at him and gave an abashed smile, my posture demure.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 13:45:07 GMT -5
"Faith and care make plants grow," I told her softly, smiling slightly as I met her gaze, though my hand seemed colder for losing her touch. Trying to hide the emptiness I curled my hands together in my lap and flushed again- and then reached out to touch her pink cheeks, making my entire posture moot. "Don't worry," I whispered. "I'll find you something you can care for."
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 13:49:11 GMT -5
I couldn't stop myself this time, and I found myself not wanting to. My face leaned into his touch ever so lightly, my own hand coming up to cover his that touched my flushed cheeks. "I hope you do," I whispered softly, looking up at him. "I think you're my last hope for it."
I'd meant it in a jesting sort of way, though I didn't put much effort into it; the touch of his skin upon mine quickened me now as it always had before, and I found myself trying to keep from leaning towards him.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 13:55:01 GMT -5
It's a day of freedom, the sly voice inside said to me. No one could fault you. But I can, I thought in response. And so can she- and her rebuttal was something I couldn't bear.
Her words, though- they struck a chord in me. "There are a thousand hopes for you, Callie- but I am grateful to be considered one," I told her in a quiet way as my gaze searched hers, for what I didn't know. Perhaps that connection that seemed so close but needed a trigger. My fingers continued to caress her face. "You are always so lovely."
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 13:59:30 GMT -5
Callie. The endearment I associated with that one word when it came from his mouth alone flooded into me, and I took a content breath with it. My dark eyes searched up into his as he looked back to me, his fingers moving delicatly upon my face. Flashes of him lit before my minds eye, sweaty and panting, pleasure rolling off of him and infecting me even today.
I couldn't help it. My fingers brought his to my mouth and I kissed the tips, letting one slide between them enough that my tongue could taste his skin. "So are you, LaValle," I whispered, my eyes closing with the feel of him.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 14:08:55 GMT -5
A gasp that was almost a sob of sensation left my lips at her actions as well as the look on her face that flung me back to another night of freedom, the sounds and visions of it tempting my blood to race. Perhaps it was best we hadn't come across each other if I couldn't help but be drawn in by such memories. I loved my House too much to take such risks, but I wouldn't have been able to help it- she brought out something in me. Plaisir helped me remember who I was- but she helped me forget. Both were potent and both were things I needed.
"Callie," I said again, this time in a whisper as I leaned alittle closer, resting my head on her shoulder as I drew her to me and wrapped my arms around her even as I blushed deeply. "I did miss you, and for more that the lessons."
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 14:14:07 GMT -5
A breath escaped me that I hadn't even realized I held as he wrapped his arms around me and drew me close, our bodies folding into one another easily. "Me too, LaValle..." My words trailed off as I drew my arms around him in return and held him as he did me, my lips finding the small hollow of his cheek. I kissed it, then pressed my own cheek to his, my head bowing down. "I missed you more than you know."
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 14:22:58 GMT -5
With a sigh I closed my eyes as I accepted the feeling of her body against mine. "I'm sorry you missed me," I told her as I ran my hands over her back. "I would have come if I'd known."
My lips seemed to work by themselves as I lay a kiss on the spot where her face joined her neck, brushing the fingers of one hand through her hair carefully so as not to muss it. My skin trembled from having her so close, but it was beyond my will to hide it now.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 14:48:19 GMT -5
"Don't be sorry," I whispered, his trembling inspiring something much alike in me. He smelled exactly as he had; sweet, earthy, with an undertone of soap that was purely LaValle. When his lips met my neck I took in a soft breath, my hands barely stopping from curling into the fabric of his shirt. I didn't want to wrinkle it, to hurt him in anyway. My hand came up and I brushed my fingers through the hair covering the nape of his neck, feeling my heart beat faster.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 14:52:05 GMT -5
I would have leaned back into her touch, but it would have meant moving my mouth and I wasn't ready to do such a thing yet. Instead, after a moment or two of the caress, I shifted so we were nose-to-nose. "I'll try," I told her with a slight smile, meaning for my previous actions and the ones I was about to make. Unable to help myself I pressed my lips softly to hers.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 15:06:55 GMT -5
The butterflies came back as he kissed me, though I didn't hesitate to return it. My lips pressed into his gently, the feel and scent of him beginning to engulf my senses. Elua, he hasn't changed, and neither has the attraction I held for him. My body leaned more against him and my breathing caught as my hand continued to trace the nape of his neck.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 15:12:11 GMT -5
I cupped her cheeks as I nearly breathlessly kissed her again, moaning so low in my throat it was almost silent. She tasted as sweet as before, felt as wonderful pressed against me, and I couldn't help the rush of desire that ran through me at the memories such things summoned. My body almost howled for them.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 2, 2007 21:33:42 GMT -5
The breath that had caught in my lungs escaped with a slight shiver, my mind remembering him naked and entwined with my body. I could feel my want building with increasing speed that left me slightly amazed; I hadn't seen him in months, hadn't tasted him but for more than a few seconds, and already I knew what I wanted. My cheeks stained with color and I held myself back, not knowing how he still felt, if he still held me in that regard.
My kiss was tender, my touch gentle, and I was content for the time being. His nearness was enough to calm me, to soothe me, and I revelled in it.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 2, 2007 21:48:23 GMT -5
My body heated and almost burned with memories, soothing and joyous as much as they where enticing- how she could tremble under my hands yet remain considerate for myself and others, how she made me feel like something new even as she didn't fight to make me other than what I was. She was Valerian, it was in her nature to yield- but she made me believe she did it for me, not for natural reaction.
My tongue traced the center line between her lips, needingto taste her more deeply, thumbs stroking her cheeks as I fought to stay slightly afloat. I couldn't sink here.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 3, 2007 8:45:15 GMT -5
The feel of his tongue nearly made me shiver again as my lips parted instantly, letting him into me... And in truth encouraging, for my own tongue came out to trace the very tip of his, tasting him, remembering him. My hand left the nape of his neck and cupped his cheek, fingers gently touching him, softly stroking his skin. Elua I yearned already, though I tried to control the fire that he had sparked, forcing myself to go no further than he pushed.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 3, 2007 8:53:41 GMT -5
I was not ever one to push people, to extend them beyond their own limits- but I did try to make others feel more confident in their choices and with Calista is came almost like instinct. I couldn't help but draw her a little closer, moaning deeply at the taste of her mouth and the feel of her returning the motions. I was also a creature or memory and the memories of before showed themselves with diligence. My body had long ago shown its desires; now my mind reeled and only my will held me back. I couldn't help but taste her more deeply yet, a sort of needy desperation flooding my body.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 3, 2007 9:11:39 GMT -5
"LaValle," I murmured between kisses, my voice breathy and full of desire. He was infectious; all I could think of was the Midwinter night, how my body had welcomed him, how he had felt. An unrepressed wave of desire fell over me, and my cheeks flushed. "Oh, gods."
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 3, 2007 21:04:10 GMT -5
Her tone and words caused every nerve in my body to flash to life, a low keening of need leaving my throat and I pressed my forehead to hers, skin even more flushed than the pink that rested on her cheeks. "Please," I said in a quiet whisper, not knowing what I asked for but that something had to break. "You'll drive me mad with wanting you but I still don't want to stop. I never did."
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 4, 2007 5:43:17 GMT -5
My hand sought his as his words, fingers slipping into his tightly, clasping it in full. "Neither did I," I whispered, my mouth meeting the corner of his in a soft kiss. "We could find cover, or we could not; it's your choice. I won't hold anything against you either way."
And how could I? His eyes were so gentle, his demeanor so soft and full of love for every living thing. My free hand covered his that I held and I stroked it softly, my fingers caressing the tender skin that lay on the back of it. No matter what came of it, I didn't want LaValle to regret it; that was one thing I could not live with.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 4, 2007 18:13:59 GMT -5
Her fingers' gentle caress on my hand were enough to keep the shudders raging, but I didn't care. There was nothing to regret about the situation I found myself in, or the girl it was with.
"What cover do you have?" I asked her softly, a blush spreading over my cheeks. If not, you may not hold it against me, but I would. And I'd rather hold you than guilt at a missed chance."
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 4, 2007 19:39:45 GMT -5
A shiver of utter delight flowed through me with his words, and I could not help but lock my lips to his once more. My room was out of the question with as much traffic had been knocking throughout the day, and the rest of the house was in a constant buzz; the only solitude were the gardens. A flash of a memory and I let the kiss end, my mouth holding a smile as I pulled away from him.
"Come with me," I whispered, then stood, grasping his hand. A garden shed was erected a dozen paces from where we sat, alone and blessedly quiet. My eyes turned to his, and my grip squeezed his hand softly; it was almost fitting, this garden shed.
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Post by LaValle nó Alyssum on Jun 4, 2007 19:50:31 GMT -5
My eyes widened as I saw what she indicated, then my smile did the same, almost glowing with the rightness of the thing. Carefully, so as not to crush any nearby plants, I stood and began to walk in that direction, leading her with me. Such things should be done near the smell of earth and growing things, where silent life reigned and showed itself only in its differences.
The door was easily opened and closed with a latch, and while the floor was swept clean it was still packed dirt. Looking around I saw what I was after- a simple blanket, cleaner at least, and used to shield delicate plants from frost and bitter wind. Head bowed and face flushed- preparation for a thing always brought me more to the realization of what the thing was- I lay out the blanket and then went back to take her hand, leading her to it.
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Post by Calista nó Valerian on Jun 4, 2007 20:20:01 GMT -5
He was glorious doing something so simple as laying a blanket out, and I watched him appreciativly as I stood next to the door. The only sources of light were the few tendrils that trickled in through small cracks, though once my eyes adjusted they illuminated well enough.
My hand remained curled about his as we reached the blanket, and I raised up on toe to press my mouth to his in a long, slow kiss. The fingers of my free hand travelled up his arm, marvelling at the feel of him, though my body nearly shook with excitement.
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