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Thread: Dark Gift (Remec & darkangel76)

The voice was soft, but Wendy heard it nonetheless. Nothing would ever prevent her from hearing that voice. Not the chatter of the customers, the tinkling of the chimes on the door, the clanking of plates and glasses. Yes, she recognized that voice and the sound of it made her insides feel warm. Immediately, her head snapped up and she locked eyes with Jason who was standing a few tables away, walking toward her. He looked as beautiful as ever, the sight of him making her heart stop, her breath catch, like it always had. Hey, Wendy said just as softly, though she knew Jason heard her. She smiled at him as he sat down next to her, all of the sadness and frustration over his having left ebbing away from her. Right now, she was just ecstatic that he actually showed it. It meant the world to her that he did and she wondered if he truly knew that. Just then the bubbly waitress walked over to their table. She set the frappe down in front of Wendy. Here you go, sweetie, she said, her pleasant demeanor making Wendy smile in return. The girl then looked over at Jason. Rather than taking his order, she tilted her head and furrowed her eyebrows. And Ill give you a minute to figure out what you want. At that, she gave him a smile and walked off. Wendy just chuckled. Jason always seemed to have a way of making girls nervous. He had a natural charm that could suck you in, if you let it. She knew that full well and had let herself get drawn in one too many times, each time ending in a way that left her disappointed and wondering what was wrong with her. Pushing such thoughts from her mind, she looked at Jason and smiled. Its nice to see you, Wendy began, her heart pounding within her chest. Ive missed you, you know. She looked down at her hands just then, afraid to see the expression in Jasons face, terrified that hed leave once again only this time for good.
Thread: Dark Gift (Remec & darkangel76)

It was good of the waitress to give him a minute, seeing as she had been busy when he had entered, since he was obviously in the middle of speaking with someone. Her entry into our space was nicely done, as well. Pity. He let her slip past him--mentally as well as physically--for now, since Jason had figured out what he wanted when he first returned to town. It had been a little while to work up to going after it, since he had to relearn his schedule and then find a way to mesh it with hers. Wendy's birthday was the natural point to use as a frame of reference. Jason had been glad to find both she was still where he'd left her and that her number had not changed. Now, here they were, were things also as they were? That's nice to hear, he told her, wouldn't it be easier to see me, though, if you showed me your eyes? Jason smiled, waiting to see if Wendy would look at him, but going ahead and slipping into the booth on the opposite side of the table from her. -----
Thread: Dark Gift (Remec & darkangel76)

Wendy felt her cheeks redden as Jason coaxed her into looking up at him. Hed always been one for direct eye contact. And boy could she get lost in those eyes. She always did. Slowly, she raised her head, obliging his request like she always did. She couldnt help herself. Her pale eyes locked onto his making heart fluttered almost instantly as she took in the sight of him, so close to her now. He looked exactly as she remembered him. Absolutely beautiful. More than anything, she wanted to reach out and touch him, make sure he was real and not some delusional vision. She wanted him to hold her, to feel his skin touching hers. At that she gasped. Like always, Wendy had gotten lost in Jasons eyes. They always made her mind wander and dwell on thoughts that made her body scream out in need of him. Shaking her head, she blinked several times and looked back down at her hands before reaching for her frappe and taking a long sip. Whereve you been? Wendy asked. Whyd you come back? She wondered why and her heart hoped it was because of her. But given how hed left before, she just wasnt sure. Perhaps he was just trying to smooth things over and tie up loose ends. Regardless, she was glad he was with her on this day of all days. She hoped it would be a long, fun-filled evening, like the ones they used to share. Only she wished. Her thoughts wandered again. You ready to order something? the bubbly waitress suddenly asked, interrupting Wendys thoughts. Her presence startled her, making her jump a little. She looked up at the cheerful girl and then back at Jason to see what hed say.
Thread: Dark Gift (Remec & darkangel76)

Jason waited quietly on Wendy to raise her face. He didn't say anything else. Just waited. He gave her another smile when she presented him with her eyes. Such eyes...I think I'd almost come back here just to see them...and her. One day, soon, I think, she will be the reason to visit this town. The thought of why he was in town slipped behind memories of his leaving in the first place as Wendy's questions stirred Jason's thoughts. It's complicated, he told her. But, you have often been on my mind while I was gone, and I arranged my business here to be this week so that I could enjoy your birthday with you. If that's okay? He heard the wheels and smelled the way the smell of the rollerskates' axle grease lingered about the waitress' bubblegum and baby powder scent before she was even close enough to think of speaking to them, but waited until she did before turning his smile to her. Is Mark Curry still the cook here? If so, tell him 'Jason would like his usual'. Otherwise, just bring me a water glass filled with fresh coffee. I'm not sure who's in the kitchen tonight, to tell the truth, she said. I was running a bit late 'cause of...well...anyways, sure, I'll go put that in. How's your frappe? Need anything else? The girl shifted her pep to Wendy, incandescent smile and all, and waited with her orderbook in hand. Jason turned to regard Wendy. Have you eaten? Order what you'd like. He breathed in the scents about them and let his eyes partially close as he singled out his old friend's aroma from the waitress, the frappe, all the ambient odors from the decor and furnishings of the diner--separated it and savored it. She has changed since I first came in. Is that... Jason's eyes popped back open, a little larger than they were at first, and his smile took on a slightly different look. It had gone from unmistakeably charming to discomfortingly ravenous in mere moments. And, beneath the table, Jason could feel the pressure of his slacks as they tightened across his lap. -----
Thread: Dark Gift (Remec & darkangel76)

Wendy crossed her legs underneath the table as her thoughts began to wander. The interruption of the bubbly waitress causing her to shake her head as she realized where her thoughts had been heading, making her blush ever so slightly. Pulling herself together she sat back as Jason talked to the waitress, hoping he hadnt noticed that her mind had been elsewhere. Umm no, I havent eaten, Wendy answered, still a little dazed from her daydream. She felt very hot all of a sudden and gave her crossed legs a slight squeeze as she swallowed, trying to snap herself back into reality. A cheeseburger and some fries will be fine, she finally said, giving the waitress a weak smile. Sure thing! the girl said as she headed off to the kitchen to place the order, and to see if Mark Curry was working that night. After the girl had had gone, Wendy bit down on her lip and looked at Jason once again. Complicated, huh? she asked, uncrossing her legs. I think I can handle complicated, Jason. She gave him a smile, her eyes pleading with him to talk to her. If only he truly got just how much she cared about him, how much she wanted him to let her in. Casting her eyes down at her hands, she heaved a small sigh. Anyway, Im glad youre here. She looked back into his mesmerizing eyes and smiled. Id love to spend my birthday with you.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

Nyame was the Goddess of the skies. She was all powerful, all knowing, and many people worshiped her. They gave her sacrifices, they prayed to her, they did everything a God could ask for. However, recently Nyame had a problem. She was becoming lonely. She had no contact with the other Gods, and not many people could amuse her or hold a conversation with her. So she called for Anansi, one of her favorite subjects to help her with this predicament. They had been on good terms, and she hardly thought he would say no. After she summoned him, she awaited quietly in her private thrown room, looking out the window as she had done centuries before.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

His fiery red eyes gave off a glow that made known his ethereal nature almost as much as his dully luminescent pale skin and red hair that seemed to shift and billow without wind in the large chamber he sat in. The glow from his eyes and skin were all that lit the room, his body glowing brighter as he sat up and shook his head. Leaning forward he growled and stood, his hand slashed across the air before him and a deep black cloth wrapped about his waist to cover his manhood and backside as he stepped down. A well toned body but not one of particularly large size, it barely stood at six feet, his shoulders covered by deep red locks of hair that hung to his waist. Beneath, revealed as his hair shifted the one thing marring his almost translucent skin.A deep red mark, it looked like a rash as it was a slightly different texture from the rest of his skin in the shape of a spider. He shimmered briefly and reappeared before her, he wasn't fond of being pulled from his throne so early in the day but he supposed it could be worth his while. He stood before her, the glow now gone in her brighter court, his skin obviously a light caramel color in the actual light when not being lit by its own luminescence. Yes dear? He asked her slowly, his head tilting as he looked to her. His eyes gave her a cursory glance, running over her form as he leaned and gave a bow before slipping his hand under hers and kissing the back of her palm by way of greeting.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

Even before he materialized in her throne room, she could feel his very energy collecting near her, all which made her excited, in more ways than one. Though she was religious and always ignored her physical desires, she found Anansi one of the most captivating creatures in the heavensnot that he resided there. Oddly enough, she seemed to be the only one drawn to him. Well, less competition for her. Not that there would be anyone in the first place that could threaten her. She stood up with a smile. I'm glad you came so quick and so early. I've been getting rather lonely here. Everything is just...so boring. No one but you can help me quell this feeling of..emptiness, I suppose. Perhaps we could just have a cup of tea? Anything is fine with me, really. I just need your company, Anansi. She gave him a big smile and slowly embraced him after he let go of his hand.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

He found it odd that she would summon him, but ignored the nagging in the back of his mind to ask directly what she wanted. Leaning in he sniffed slightly he could smell a slight change in her scent when he touched her, he liked that about the upper echelon Goddesses. He had noted most of them held back so much attention from their physical bodies over at times millenia that eventually they began to forget how to suppress their signs of arousal. He looked over her and smiled again before she embraced him, he held back keeping his member in check and keeping it in its flaccid state as she hugged him. His fingers slipped along her back gliding gently along the flesh of it and up to the back of her neck. Oh, its been too long dear, of course I'd come, I'll fill the emptiness Nyame. He cooed softly to her before he pulled back slightly to stroke her cheek. Tea you say? Why a bit of tea would be lovely. He said to her with a slight smirk.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

She hadn't noticed her change in scent. There was a time when she always made sure to suppress the sinful desires she had every once in a while, but these days she had no need to since she had little company and hadn't thought about it at all. Very good, She said, clapping her hands a little. She then snapped her fingers and a woman servant came in with a tray that had two cups of hot tea. She set it on the table and walked out, bowing before them before her exit in respect. Come, sit with me and drink. Nyame urged, walking towards the table while looking back at him. Her wide hips swayed in fluid, graceful movements as she walked. She hadn't been this happy in a long time. She knew that Anansi was the right person to call. She hadn't acted like this in such a long time. She almost felt young. So how have you been, lately? I haven't talked to you in decades! She stated as she sat down.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

He realized how horribly out of touch she was with the times when he saw her gesture. Snapping fingers to summon servants who actually walked around, even the lesser gods had various means that looked less human now. Looking to the servant he saw it was the same girl as last time and he wondered when was the last time Nyame actually spent time among mortals rather far away from their reach. Turning his attentions back to her he smiled politely and slipped into a seat, his motions weren't so much smooth as minimalistic, one action flowing directly into another so he made the least effort to get to the place and sit. Anansi looked to her and laughed softly. He remembered the last time he had been here, he had had her pinned against one of the pillars overlooking her lands and was about to ravish her when a war broke out and she scampered off to deal with the sudden loss of thousands of believers. Sipping thoughtfully at the small cup he looked to her with his red eyes and spoke. Sixty eight point seven decades to be exact. Or Six point eight seven centuries, or six hundred, eighty seven years, two months, four days, and nineteen hours. He said simply. Unlike most of the other gods Anansi stored his memories in various places that he could call them from as such he never forgot. Leaning in he ran a hand along her arm with a soft smile. But I have missed you dear.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

To other Gods or Goddesses, Anansi's ability to recall all of his memories was...frustrating to say the least. They always felt as if he was trying to outsmart them and make them look foolish. Because of Anansi's abilities, they often spoke of him as if he were a heretic, or a demon of some sort. Not a holy creature of their stature. This always made Nyame scowl at how unbelievably proud the beings of the heavens were. When it came down to it, they were just like humans, loathing things that were different and not accepting them. Often times, she would stand up for him, telling them to stop gossiping like the old biddies they were. That is why she remained very distant from them. Even though they had imperfections, they were plain and simple. Not even possessing the slightest interest to her. I missed you too. We should start seeing each other more, don't you think?
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

He looked her over once more, his red eyes taking the time to note the slight changes in her appearance. His lips parted as he was about to speak before he closed them. He wondered on how he would broach the subject on that she'd forgotten the last time he was there.They had been discussing the subject of spending more time together when suddenly people cried out to her and she had left him, full mast and naked in her bedchambers. That was in the past however. He gave a soft laugh as he watched her slight twinge of a scowl before he ran his fingers along his chin in a bit of thought. Leaning across to look at her he shook his head. I'm sure you did dear, but that is the thing, the others respect you however if you hang out with a... He let a pause hang in the air before he spoke again. miscreant like me, as it were it would tarnish your reputation. He said to her with a soft snicker.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

She shook her head. What good is reputation when it gets you no where in this life? Besides, they need me more than I need them. If they have a problem with me speaking with you, than that is something that ought to be handled by them themselves, no? Despite having a surplus of knowledge, Nyame often ignored her memories, and she hadn't even remembered the last time they had been together. She was just excited about the here and now rather than the past. She was often like that, forgetting about things no matter how important they are. Perhaps even she had a weakness when it came to how much her mind could hold. She knew everything there was to know about anything, with the exception of herself.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

This life? I'm not sure if you get the concept of godhood on your level, see, creatures like myself, are tracked down and slain, eventually, either by others of his level of ability, or by an extremely large group of powerful humans. He said to her slowly. Goddesses like yourself. He said gesturing toward her. Will always be revered, beautiful, charming, kind, benevolent, modest. He said before he ran his fingertips along the arm of his chair in a brief moment of thought. Well I won't actually die, but, severely injured lets say. He said to her. Already I have usurpers seeking to claim my lands as their own, but you, you are the goddess, unopposed, heaven and earth support your every desire.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

So if it is how you say, then would they still revere me if I supported you and offered my protection of your lands? If I urinated on your territory and called it the rain of prosperity, would they seek shelter there and worship you because they think that you are blessed by the Goddess Nyame? If I have the respect that you describe, then my decisions should always be supported and celebrated, never questioned. So, my friend, say the word, and I will shine my light upon your throne, so that you as well may be treated better than what you have described to me. She smiled at him, and then took another sip of her tea. Even if what she had said wasn't true, to be hunted or opposed sounded more fun than what she had been experiencing so far.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

He ran his fingers across the table almost like a spider creeping up to ambush prey before he gently took her free hand. His fingertips stroked along the back of her hand with a smile creeping over his face. I think you just want an excuse to pee on me, you always had somewhat of a dark side. He said with a shake of his head. I appreciate your offer, but I am a male, and as such it does not befit me to be protected by a female, even one as gorgeous and powerful as yourself my dear.' He said before he shifted his chair over next to hers. His hand slipped down to pat her thigh affectionately before he leaned in closer to her. It is a good life you have here, it is not a thing to be ruined by actively seeking to become someone's villain. His eyes looked deep into hers before he leaned in closer his breath caressing the side of her neck as he spoke. How have you been my dear? You're about to turn of a certain age where most goddesses find a partner, maybe make a few demigods, or godots.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

She blushed a little and then shook her head. Though a smile remained plastered on her face. She liked his vulgar personality because it was a trait that none of the other Gods dared to have. I know I'm approaching that age, but the problem is, I find all of the candidates for marriage the same type of person, which happened to be the type I hate. Its not fair to them though. They can't help but be uniform. They were raised in the heavens after all. She closed her eyes and wondered if she sounded like she was in a phase. Though she knew she wasn't, she had been this way for centuries. She truly had a problem with the way things were run in the heavens and wanted to find someone who agreed with her and had the balls to do something about it. Though children would be..very nice.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

He laughed as he saw her blush before he ran his hand up higher and to her stomach, he ran the hand along her flat stomach. Leaning in closer he whispered softly into her ear, his hand made a particular motion and her doors closed to give them privacy and the room dimmed as the windows were covered. My dear, I think you'd be a positively radiant husband, and you need not be so archaic. He said to her before kissing her cheek teasingly. You can have children without marrying, and vice versa. He added to her. You've got eons ahead of you, why give in to having children as a rush. Then again, this stomach, slowly swelling with life, those magnificent breasts of yours...filling with milk. He whispered huskily into her ear. If you don't like your options up here, look elsewhere darling, or just...go with what you wish for. His hand slowly raised and rested on your chest. You've got a lovely rack, but what matters is what's beneath, your hear, what does it want? He asked her slowly, his body now leaned in close to her.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

Wherever his fingers would touch, it would send a shock of pleasure through her skin. It had been a while since she thought of Anansi being a potential mate. The thing that stopped her from thinking about it before was no longer an issue and nothing was in the way of her desires. Though there was a small fear that he was simply manipulating her body and tricking her mind. That was the reason she had been so interested in Anansi. He had been a very charismatic creature in all the years she had known him. Though she was the only one who saw through his flattering words, at least she would like to think. Right now, I want you, Anansi. I want you to teach me something, for I have not learned in a long time. Teach me pleasures that I have never experienced before.
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

It had been many years since he'd had a goddess, and in his mind he proceeded like as with a human but it caught up with him once he reached up higher. Her breasts were there, perky, firm, as they'd been hundreds of years before. He leaned in closer to her, his lips close to hers, his red eyes glowing slightly as he neared her. He truly did care for her, she meant a lot to him, but he would get what he wanted in spite of it. My dear though...you are a goddess, are you the kind where your hymen regrows..or was it never even broken to begin with? He asked her slowly his hand sliding over and up along her inner thigh caressing the smooth warm flesh before he kissed along the side of her neck soft slow kisses with his soft lips. Mmm my darlin, I want you to tell me if this is truly what you need though?
Thread: The Tale of Anansi(Anansi and I)

Nyame never had a sexual experience, mainly because the Gods exercised abstinence until marriage and chastity. I have never given my hymen to a man, so I am not sure if I will ever get it back. Perhaps I am..perhaps I'm not. Even if I wasn't though, I'd be more than happy to give it to you. She licked her lips slowly as he caressed her thigh and then pressed her legs against his hand. What I need is a companion, and you are the only one who fits the mold. Anansi, I am lonely. I already told you that. When you leave, I will be lonely again. What if I don't want you to leave? I want you to be with me always so I'll never be lonely again. I do need you.