Thread: Of Lust and Envy: Some Sins can be deadly -- Darkangel76 and The Gladiator

The sun had just begun to rise, the sky still darkened with soft shades of purple floating on the horizon as it gave way to the harsher oranges and blues that soon would become day. Dawn was upon the sleepy town and it wouldn't be long before life would emerge, the first sounds of hustle and bustle as people went on about their daily routines. Just then, the chirp of a bird interrupted the silence, calling others to join its song. Lorelei Teague let out a low groan and shifted under the blankets. As she moved, her hand reached out, but... she found nothing. No warmth, no body she'd expect to be there... nothing. Perking up slightly, her long red tendrils fell across her pale face and into her blue eyes. She propped up on one elbow and scowled slightly before letting out a long and drawn out exhale. At that, she sat up, pushing her hair out of her face, and thought for a moment as to where Galan might be. But, she knew. And it was the reason why she felt so sore and wonderful tooa tiny smile creeping upon her face as she thought about the night before, her hands reaching down below the blankets as she touched herself lightly in remembrance. Yes, Lorelei knew Galan was pining and moping. He'd felt the call of his people. She knew it. Hell, he'd been muttering as much under his breath. Truly, the man needed to stop this destructive cycle and finally break free. After all, she could see the potential here so why couldn't he? He had the best of both worldself and human. There was strength in both and he needed to seize it, to capitalize. He needed to harness his emotions and take action. After all, didn't they deserve better than where they were? Lorelei slipped out of bed, her body bare from the night she and Galan had the night before. She padded through their room and down the hall, her cool blue eyes resting upon him as she watched him looking through one of the main windows. She wondered if his gaze was fixed on his town of origin... probably. Slowly, quietly, she walked up behind him, her slender arms moving to wrap about his body. I thought you might be here, Lorelei whispered against Galan's ear. She pressed her naked body against his back, her one hand moving to rub at his chest. You know, you hold more power than you know, Galan, she continued before gently nipping at his ear. I felt it between my legs last night and... She let her hands slide along his arms. I can feel it in these arms of yours. She paused a moment, her body pressing closer. Why not go back to Sylvanistria? We deserve better than this. I want to see you reach your full potential. Her hands continued to caress and tease his flesh, her lips brushing against his ear as she spoke in light, breathy whispers. She hoped her words encouraged Galan. The man needed to act rather than sit idle. It was time to finally show people what he truly was capable of. Tiathi awoke with a loud scream, her body soaked with sweat, her dark hair dampened as she shivered and shook. Her skin had broken out into goose bumps as she felt her entire body tremble from itlegs quivering, mind swirling. What had just happened? As her heart raced, beating frantically with determined purpose beneath her breast, she could feel a smile working its way across her lips along with a heated blush on her cheeks. Giggling softly, she brought a hand to her face as if to shyly hide, but only did so for a moment, before dropping it down into her lap. Biting down on her lip, Tiathi pushed back the blankets and stretched. Her body felt nice and the dream had made her feel even better. She could still see Talinath's face smiling down upon her as he pushed her over the edge over and over again. The images of him had been so vivid, but then they always were, especially after festivals. And oh... as she shifted, she couldn't believe how sensitive she felt! Somehow dreams of him always rendered her body sensitive, it was as if it beckoned to be with him, close to him... At that, Tiathi got up and slipped on a filmy, sheer white night robe. She had to find Talinath. Enough was enough. They needed to address things even if he wasn't ready. She knew she needed to since each passing year the dreams were getting stronger, the pull toward him more intense. It had to be a sign from the goddess, she was sure of it. After all, things like this just didn't occur every day and the bond... it was unlike any other. Somehow she knew this, could feel it with every fiber of her soul. Tiathi made her way through their home until she finally found her half-brother exactly where she knew he'd be. Her emerald eyes settled on him as she watched him move so gracefully, lost in art of movement. Her fingers moved to twist themselves about her long, dark tresses as she watched him for several moments before she finally stepped out and made her approach toward where he was. Good morning, Talinath, Tiathi said, her voice soft and sweet. I trust you slept well? She gave him a warm smile as she continued to step forward, the filmy night robe trailing behind her slightly. I hope you had a good festival as well, she added before giving him a low curtsey out of respect. When she stood up, her eyes sparked and her smile remained. I... I had a dream, Talinath. A wonderful and magical dream. She bit down on her lip, her hands moving in front of her body so as to clasp themselves together. It left me trembling all over. In fact, my legs are still shaking. She giggled a little as the thoughts and images of her dream swirled through her mind. I dreamed of us. It was like it had been that one night those years ago. She paused a moment. I've been having this dream every year since then, but last night... I can't deny myself these dreams any longer, Talinath. She shook her head as she stood there. I just cannot any more.