| Perose :Nightly He stood in the door way ,the darkness behind him thick and solid.His buff chest heaved beneath the wife beater he wore.His boxers blue as midnight bulged over the waistband of his faded faka robes .Slowly he moved towards the bed sliding off his robe as he came.In the dull light from the bedside table her face shone clear against the white pillows,her bare limbs bright against the sheets. He smiled as he watched her asleep on his bed.Perfection at its purest.He stroked the soft dawn of her hhair ,caressed her neck.She rolled and exposed her self more to his warm touch.He gently moved aside her long flowing hair and leaned over her his bare chest not to heavily aginst her slengey shoulders. "Are you awake Perose my love" heis words soft and gently against her proturding elfin ears. "I am as you want me to be my love."she answered her voice as gentle as the wind "turn over so that i may see you my dear" he cooed as she moved to abey.Her pure beauty fascinated him and his excitement rose and burned with in him. "Look apon me as you wish m'lord for i am your for the taking." "your will is your own ."he answered "but if you wish to offer yourself to me i could not refues you." Once again you ask th imposible of me m'lord" said she turning from his touch."For you know Iam Flora and sex is not an option." "ah yes child " said he as he lay next to her .His tail twitched stifly. She turned and pressed her face against his chest and he held her . "sing for me." he said looking deeply into her arburn eyes. "I have no inspiration "she said trying to block his thoughts of sexual pleasure bombarding her. "i have brought you something""he said removing his hand from hers and ran his long slender fingers through his hair rand produced a small withered twig which he twirled enticingly before her eyes. It glowed ,the glow reflected in her wide eyes as her hands closed aroungd it. "Now sing!"he demended rolling onto his back and placing herslithe form apon his flat belly. She closed her eyes and tried not to think of him holding her his fleshy hands fondling her.Instead she thought of her youth in the valley of the Gaelwhere flors flourished and she was given the highest regard as Keeper of The Gates of Gael,And she sang in her tongue .The language of the wind ,the pulsing beat of Ava.Her voice rose and fellwith the rythym as old as time its self.As old as youth ,life. As her voice lulled him to sleep she with her hands spun his breath between her fingers like thread and wove it into the twig and it began to grow.Her smile changed from one of innocence to the glare of a demon spawn as she stole the breath of life from the humanoid who abducted her, and fed it to a being more deserving of life. |
| Perose � Nat Forbes 2002 |