Kalu and Sune

I'm not sure what I feel, what's the strongest feeling. Betrayal, adoration, hopeless, love? Fuck, I might actually love him! Why didn't I run? I don't address problems head on, what have you done to me?? But here I am, in your arms, bared physically to you and listening to your words. Your plea for us to run. We can't run and I know that, just as I'm sure you do too. But your expression calls to me as I feel a need for you increase. We share the long kiss and at the end, I grab your lip and slowly drag it between my teeth as I pull away to show you the need in my eyes, only to see it returned just as strongly in yours. I know what I must do.

I whisper to you, "Yes... yes I will run away with you... but that is tomorrow and it is still tonight. For tonight... let me show you love in the only way I know how, physically... please?"

Although I listen to your words that sound like the same words you would have used when I first met you, there is something else about them and the way your face lights up and your fingers lightly touch my skin. I think perhaps that I haven't failed completely today.

I hold you back with my our hands in each others. You show off your body unabashedly. It is beautiful and thin and curved in the right places. You glow in my viewing of you. I look to my cuffs and you take them off my shirt. I reach your hands up to my buttons in invitation and you open my body to you, dropping one item of clothes after another, until I stand as proud and bare as you. We look over each other, dwelling long and hard on each others genitals and then bring our eyes up to lock with each other.

"Sune, my love. If you were to have offered your body to me physically even a day ago, I would have declined out of respect for you. But, you know of more than physical love now. I believe you may be falling in love with me as I have with you. I can think of no better way of showing that love than through our bodies. I want you." I pant this last sentence. It is a prayer more than a statement. I come in to kiss you with as much abandon as two lovers can. I push you down onto the divan behind you, my knees landing on the firm cushions between your spread thighs. I place a pillow under your head as it falls back. I run the palms of my hands down your body and over your long legs, massaging your ankles and feet, kissing the soles of your feet high in the air and then running my hands back down the back side of your legs to your ass and over your pussy with its inner folds opening up pink in excitement in a mound of black pubes. Your hands are in my hair and pulling on my neck to taste you. I accept the offer and with deft tongue give you pleasure at your clitoris. Where my fingers were proficient in exciting your tunnel, my tongue is soft and rapid to excite your pleasure centers with a thousand kisses. As I see you enjoy my kisses, I reach my body up so that you may grasp my cock and take me firm in your hands. This gives me another chance to see your face and hear the moans that I long to hear.

And moans you do hear! Being you, the electricity creates an even more exciting feeling between my legs than I've ever felt before! I hope there is no one around because I am not quiet or reserved in vocally expressing my pleasure in what you're doing. I grab on to your very firm extension and start to stroke it at varying speeds and grips. The groans you make as you kiss and lick me just drive me even crazier as I feel a fire begin to burn hot, causing me to arch as it gets hotter and hotter until you slide your tongue in my canal one more time and I treat it with a loud scream and the release of my juice. I relax back into the pillows underneath me and pant for a moment, grinning as wide as the legendary Cheshire cat. Without even thinking, I just look at you and say between labored breaths, "I do love you." Your face beams with happiness as you return the sentiment.

After a minute or two of catching my breath, I gently guide you to move up my body using the glorious member in my hand. I give you a smile as I slide my hand down to the base, allowing the rest to slide into my mouth. I begin to suck and I hear you groan with pleasure. I continue to do so, slowly increasing my suction on you and the speed at which I move, but I also reach down, play with your cajones, and run my thumb gently along the area between them and my hand at your base. Thanks to being under you, I can look up and see your eyes closed tight as your groans get louder. I feel you twitching and I stop. You look down at me with wide eyes as you were close, but I look up at you and say, "Please love, I want you inside me."

Your heart swells along with your cock at the love and the request. You back up so that you can enter me, but I stop you before I do. I pull one of my legs up to my chest and then extend it up above my head effortlessly. My nimbleness allows me to comfortably do a split in the air, giving you an easily full view of the area you'd just treated so sweetly with kisses. Despite the low lighting, you can see the shine of my excitement for you and you struggle for a moment to take your eyes off of it. Once you finally do, you move your body directly over mine and I let my leg rest on your shoulder. I feel you twitch already as your head slowly enters me. Grabbing your hair, I gently pull your head to mine as I lovingly kiss you and hold your lips on mine, sharing my moan with your lips as you enter all the way inside me. You move your hips slowly with purpose as we share our love through the most physical way to do so. Each touch, moan, and kiss shares the need, the pull, the desire, the love I feel for you. It's not long before I feel you twitching again and your grunts have gotten short and deep. You're close, but so am I. I feel you start to pull out, wanting to be respectful of the fact that we are not wed, but my other leg stops you as it wraps around butt, inevitably pushing you back inside me. We both loudly announce the finality of the act as our juices mix.

We reset to a more cuddled position and you apologize for finishing as that wasn't very proper of you, which I combat with the fact I wanted you to. We have a long moment of enjoying each other, staring lovingly at one another, kissing, and talking. I ask you to hold me and you do, quite happy to do so by the huge smile on your face. I lay there in your arms until I feel your grip loosen and hear a rhythmic breath from you. You've fallen asleep. Slowly, I rise so as to not wake you. I redress and, seeing a pen and paper on the nearby desk of the dressmaker, write you a note.

I fold the note in half and place it beside you, giving you a light kiss on the cheek before I rise again. I grab a throw from off of a seat that was obviously meant for décor and throw it over you to grant you some decency when you awaken. I walk to the door and turn to take one more long look at your handsomely peaceful sleeping self before I quietly exit. Tears begin to fall as I make my way back to the Temple of Helm. A guard stops me as I try to walk in and I plead with the guard, "Please, I need to speak with Brother Arnold urgently! Tell him Lady Suna of Aum has some very important information for him that needs to be discussed tonight!" I then stand there hoping that the guard will either allow me in or fetch the Brother for me.

The sound of the door wakes me first as the there are no windows to let in the late morning light. The dressmaker's assistant is a little shocked by my presence, but not as much I would have suspected. Embarrassed, I throw the blanket off on the floor without seeing anything there and gather my clothes with haste and escape the shop. Running with joy down the street, I stop at a jewelers shop to buy a simple gold ring. It will have to do until I can design a more fitting stone. Back to my residence, I bathe and change clothes as fast as I can to make it back to the Inn by lunch to see my love again. It has already been too long to not be touching her! I see your dad serving guests. I pull him aside and try to introduce myself and my position, and tell him all that I can offer his daughter. Despite the awkwardness, I ask for your hand in marriage. He assures me that he will consider it, but must speak with his daughter first. He goes back to serving, as you have not come down yet to help. I sit at a table but do not eat the food placed in front of me. My stomach is full of butterflies, my heart full of hope. I anxiously await you to come down stairs and speak with your father and me.

No one pushes my future father in law around! I run up to the man going up the stairs and yell at him, "By the name of Qotal the Enforcer, halt! The master of this Inn said he doesn’t need your filth. Throw yourself out or I will." Damn the courtier swords with the dull edges. Nevertheless, I am an Eagle Warrior and I will do what I can.

She is probably scared of these thugs and is in the room. I need to go to her. I open her room door.

I race to the docks.

No disrespect, but I turn back to the docks and scan for other boats that might catch up with the ship. I note the harbor master's identity on duty at the docks for questioning. I look for long shoremen who may have loaded the ship that just sailed. I pray for an airship to land this every instant or even just drop a rope ladder for me to grab while it heads seaward. Where are the griffons? The dragons? The Kraken to ride through Azul's under currents? I turn to Brother Arnold, "You know where she is going. Tell me this and why." I have lost all decorum as love rules my mind, and your loss destroys me from the inside out

"Then Brother Arnold, Sir, why are you here? What do you know of the Lady Sune?"

There were three days left of my tenure here. The guards were ordered to not let me out of the temple. In fact, I never left my room. I did not possess your stealth or your determination to run. Ironic that I had asked you to run away with me. You said you loved me and then ran...from me. My heart is missing. You stole it away somewhere. I can not find it any longer. My chest is as empty as my stomach. I refuse all food. I throw a platter at one of the guards, at least I think I would have, because I no longer remember any of these days. I do still feel the anger, the anxiety, the total emptiness. I manage to drink St John’s Wort tea that deadened my feeling, but they always came back stronger. I miss you terribly. I pray and dream and scream to you out my window. Surely the temple servants think I am howling at the moon. Am I as crazy as my sister? No, this was voluntary. I made myself lovesick like this. I am much more the traitor to my heart than she was of hers. If only there were someone who hear my pleas, who cab listen to me, to rub their hands in my palm and calm me. I do not even have your image to remember you by, but how can I forget your face, your laughter, your snark. You are gone. My live is forfeit. And now my fate is to go back to Nana? No. I can never love again. It will kill me. How can I touch any other woman except you? You are my tiloni mate. My mother in her high position has lied to me. Kiltzi has shown me my mate and it is not Nana. For you I will run as well. My one night with you shall be my moment of divinity and all else shall be dark. I’ll be a pirate. Yeah. I’ll serve the worst captain I can find. I shall never be a Paladin. For you are my love eternal. My howling is my cries of lamentations. My body and tiloni are yours so I must lock them away so they can only be yours. By the end it the three days I complete the tiloni splitting. I lock your memories away so I cannot remember you. It is the only way to survive. It is the only way to celebrate you in that moment undying. I curse myself to never loving anyone. I am forever alone. I love you Sune. ...I forget you.