Hi all,
I have received the love scene from Mayar and Terence, and have
started edited in the background. However, because I am against
censorship board in Singapore, hence I would now post the original
version and do some touchups when I link this portion to my story
in the next few episodes to come. Meanwhile enjoy the Valentine's
special by two of our great couples. Both Rinoa and I enjoyed the
piece of work as we have read it....
[start of their story]
The meadow was filled with the fragrant smell of some strange
flower. It was midday, yet the distant sun of the Faerie Land
merely cast a gentle light on the lands. A lone woman sat on the
grass with her nose buries in a posy of red blooms. She was Mayar,
the exiled purple-haired ex mermaid.
Suddenly a note pierced the tranquility of the meadow. Mayar lifted
her head and blinked in disbelief. She strained her ears to catch
that familiar and beloved sound again. The meadow grew absolutely
quiet. It seemed that everything else was waiting for the note to
sound again. Then it began, the most beautiful music the land had
ever heard. [overhere fill in the sound a harp makes...i'm not sure
=)]
Ripples of motion swept across the meadow. At first, when the notes
were soft, the flowers swayed just slightly and the wind could
hardly be felt. As the music increased in volume the land became
more animated and fluffs of red and purple flowers whirl in the
air. At the centre of the ripples the fluffs gathered around an
undistinct (issit the word?) shape. It gradually morphed into a
figure of a man. Mayar hitched her skirt (to expose her lovely,
silken, sexy, sexy legs?) and ran like a wild woman across the
meadowwhile mouthing his name over and over again: "Torrents,
Torrents".
When they touched the land descended into quiet again. Torrents
pulled Mayar into his arms and at that moment their lives felt
complete. Mayar hid her face in the crook of his neck and leaned on
his lithe and powerful body. She could feel his strength emanated
from his beautiful form and she absorbed it to salve her wounded
heart. He marvelled that she always smelt like seabreeze and he
found himself helplessly enconsed in her yielding softness.
"Torrents, Torrents, I waited for you for so long, I didn't know if
you would ever find me..." Torrents stopped her, "Be quiet, my
love, I am here."
She pulled back and for the first time saw him in close range. Even
though Torrents had discarded his tattered clothes after his battle
with the Demoness, his wounds had not healed yet. Mayar inspected
them carefully and asked him about his adventure. Torrents told her
about his trip to hell and Prodigal's super-heroic effort to get
her whereabout from S.A.Tan.
The sun had retreated when Torrents finished his recount. They were
now inside a bower hidden in the edge of the woods by the meadow.
The bower used to house a family of royal fairies but now it was
lent to Mayar by
Queen Amanda. Some fairy dust left in the room by the faeries cast
an unearthly yet lovely glow in various corners of the secluded
bower. Torrents lied down with his head on Mayar's lap. She told
him about her own misadventure and when she was done, they fell
into a comfortable silence. They didn't say anything to each other,
yet their eyes spoke volumes. Mayar gazed into Torrents [fill in
colour here] eyes and saw inside warmth and infinite understanding.
Overcome with surges of thender feelings she pulled
a flower from a long vase and traced the contours of his face with
its smooth petals. Torrents reached up with his hand and it soon
lost itself in the silken purple strands of Mayar's hair. he gave
her a pull she did not need. Bending low, Mayar's lips gently fell
upon Torrent's waiting ones. It was but a short kiss but it acted
like an ignition spark. Mayar gently moved Torrents from her lap to
the soft grass of the bower. he reclined on the grass and she
descended upon him once again. the layers of clothes were hastily
and hungrily peeled off each other. the desire was so tangible they
trembled with animal anticipation. Torrants, bare-bodied, looking
like a demi-god in the summer sun, firmly lat Mayar on the floating
scent of sweet due and lowered his head to her warm moist lips.
Mayar half-opened her opulent lips, cherry red with innocence,
raised her
head to meet his with the experience of a woman who knew what she
wanted.
Torrants ran his hand through her hair, down to her ears, the nape
of her neck and finally resting on her firm breasts. as he allowed
his weight to rest on her, she reached to the back of his head and
pulled him closer to
her cheek and began breathing heavily with unwanton desire. his
muscles clenched, his body knotted and his touch became firmer and
lost the gentleness of before, replaced by the instincts of a
semi-god who wanted to
erupt. *hahahah* (anyway, where was i?) her body responded to his
touch and caress. her hands fluttered across his back and down to
his heavenly buttocks, exploring its cleavage as he explored hers.
in a swift movement they became one. there was no one else in this
universe, only the hearts and loins of two metaphysical entities
colliding with unparalleled passion and vigour. from a gentle
rocking to a rythmic pulsating dance, they moved in unision, every
thrust and cry in beat with the tune only they both knew.
time ceased to exist. the minutes turned into hours, the hours into
years and the years back into minutes again. and in a rainbow-like
explosion of joy and cosmic pleasure, they felt the sky fall to the
earth and the seas shoot into the space it left behind. it was
over; yet the taste and smell of the experience made it feel as
though it never ended.
--------End of their love scene--------
