A Muse's Inspiration (closed for Poprockz)

[Lucian_Devine]

The feel of Euterpe's body pressing longingly into his bare chest, her free hand resting against it as she relaxed into his tender kiss was like heaven to Blake. Even when she pulled back though, letting her lips linger for a fraction of a second longer, he didn't fight her or push for more, and he was rewarded for his patience with three words from her, three words that promised him a semblance of freedom and control, even if it was just for this one night, words spoken in a whisper, almost as though they might have to be taken back if they were overheard before her lips returned to his once more.

Blake kissed Euterpe now with the same gentle passion he'd kissed her with before as his arm around her waist slid up her back to hold her closer and tighter before he finally took the slightest bit more control, tilting their heads to deep the kiss, his mouth opening a touch to let his tongue trace along her lips, gently and tenderly pressing and probing for entry.

 

[Poprockz]

She was very receptive to his efforts, parting her lips without hesitation to allow him inside. Fuck, she wanted him inside... Euterpe wasn't sure why she was as turned on as she was, but the switch had been flipped and now nothing would stop her from getting some release.

Meanwhile, the hand on his chest relocated lower... and lower... The muse wasn't rushing anything, but her graceful fingers were on a steady journey to the south pole. His South Pole to be exact.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake let out a low groan as he felt Euterpe's lips part for his questing tongue, and it immediately took the invitation, dipping inside to slide along her tongue before rolling over and around hers as his lips pressed harder, kissing her deeper as he held her closer. Even their entwined fingers soon closed tighter around each other.

When it seemed like nothing could stop what was happening, Blake felt Euterpe's hands sliding down his chest, not rushing, but tracing a slow and graceful path down, down, down...

Blake forced his lips from Euterpe's, even if it killed him to do it, but did just as she had, keeping them right against hers as he whispered heatedly. "How's about you call the guys and cancel while I take care of one...small...thing...before we forget?" He asked, leaving his lips resting against hers, neither truly kissing nor abandoning the intimate contact.

 

[Poprockz]

His tongue felt so right in her mouth, and she found herself allowing him to do what he wanted. She didn't push back and dominate him as she normally, instead merely enjoying the sensation of him playing with her. Occasionally she would encourage him a little with an expert flick of her tongue.

She was just as loathe to part from him as he was with her, but she agreed that contacting the other bandmates would be the responsible thing to do. Of course she wasn't going to tell them that she was cancelling because she was craving their lead singer's cock, but she would come up with something reasonable.

"Mm... I suppose I could come up with something to tell them.." Euterpe was almost tempted to throw that action to the wind and simply continue kissing him, but with a reluctant sigh she pulled away from him and walked back over to her purse to recover her phone.

She dialed Dean's phone number. When he picked up, she let him know that unfortunately she had to take her cat to the ER for emergency surgery. Then she reassured him that they would be able to go tomorrow, and that she would make it up to them. The same process was repeated for Kyle, the whole conversation with both of them lasting no more than five minutes.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

While Euterpe went about contacting his two bandmates, Blake went about finishing the delivery order that he'd started earlier, ordering all of the drinks she'd mentioned earlier, while also adding in some snacks that he thought the pair might need when they were done.

Blake and Euterpe seemed to finish up around the same time, and he offered up a smile to her as he took her hand and led her slowly out of the front room. The tile that was on the floor in the front room followed them past the kitchen and into the hallway where the pair stepped into the first room on the right. He used his free hand to flip on the light, and the first thing that one would notice would of course be the king size bed, topped with a navy blue comforter taking up a good portion of the right side wall and a padded bench along the rest of it. The wall across from them was dominated by a giant sliding glass door that opened onto the wrap around deck and it's ocean-view. The left wall had a wide flat-screen TV over a long but short chest of drawers. Near the door on the same wall was a massive set of four cabinets that offered additional storage. The tile floor itself was reasonably clean, with tiny bits of dirt in the corners, but that was about it.

After only a moment's hesitation, Blake guided Euterpe by the hand towards the bed, pausing when he reached it to pull her towards him, spinning her arm over her head in the process and catching her back against his chest in the process. "Now then..." He whispered heatedly against her ear. "...where were we?" He asked seductively as he nipped her earlobe once more.

 

[Poprockz]

She followed his lead, being pulled along by that firm hand of his. When his room was finally revealed, she had to admit that it was a very nice room. It wasn't any of the things she had assumed it might be, giving more of an impression of someone who liked to keep things tidy, but wasn't overly concerned about it. One of the interesting things about his house was that in some ways it was similar to her own in that they both had strong elements of things that brought them peace: hers with her plants, and him with the ocean view. Both were very open with a layout that was pleasing to the eye and were kept reasonably clean.

Being twirled around and pulled against him also wasn't something she had expected, but it certainly wasn't unwelcome. The nibble to her ear made her shiver and she couldn't help but let out a little breath.

"I believe you were about to undress, lay down on the sheets, and let me take you for a joyride..." she responded with a playful purr, her ass rubbing slightly against his groin.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The feel of Euterpe against him, particularly that shiver that he felt run through her and the little breath escaped her just fanned the flame burning through Blake. Then there was her words, playful and teasing, spoken with a purr, and paired with the feeling of her ass rubbing against his groin.

"Mmm...that...sounds..." Blake started slowly, kissing his way around Euterpe's neck as he dragging his cock around the swell of her hip from behind her to in front of her, slowly and subtly guiding her back against the bed in his place in the process. "...close." He finished as he flicked his tongue up her throat. "But dessert is often sampled with one's tongue, is it not?" He asked as he slowly eased his hips from side to side as he lowered himself to his knees, simultaneously dragging his hands down every curve of her body in the process. "And I could think of a much better place for my tongue..." His dark brown gaze, almost black with his desire, flicked upwards to meet hers. "...couldn't you?" As he asked, his hands glided back up her legs, this time finding their way under her dress. His hands paused at the tops of her thighs as he held her gaze, once more just waiting for permission to give her the pleasure that he knew deep down that she wanted, nay that she needed.

 

[Poprockz]

She hadn't even quite realized that he had rotated her all the way around until she noticed that his cock was now pressing into her abdomen, absorbed in his words and mouth as she was. Moments later, she found herself lying on the bed, her throat tingling from his tongue's attentions. Oh yes, she could definitely think of a place where his tongue might be better suited. It was odd- she had expected their positions to be switched, and yet she was the one with her back to the bedspread and a lover ravenously looking at her from between her legs.

Speaking of which, oh how his eyes were making her weak right now. She should be sitting up, taking him by the collar, pushing him down on the bed and lavishing him with the full sexual command of a very aroused muse. What she wanted to do though, was to spread her legs and offer him her pussy. It was so wet, and she wanted to feel him slipping around within her godly petals.

Her legs parted a little and she nodded, "I... yes. Maybe just a little taste..." Despite her noncommittal statement, there was real need in her eyes, a silent plea for him to make good on his flirtations.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Despite every desire in Blake's body as knelt before Euterpe's legs, his gaze peeking up at her over her dress, his hands remained still on her thighs. He wanted so badly to her panties off of her, rip her legs apart, and dive between those soft and heavenly thighs, to give her the pleasures he had planned for her, but no, he wouldn't do it, not until...

Blake almost missed the sight of Euterpe's legs parting, because his gaze was so busy locking with hers. The sight of her nodding made his heart leap, and her words made him wonder if it was possible for it to leap out of his chest. He could see the need in her eyes as his hands finally crept the rest of the way up her thighs, finally took hold of her panties, and dragged them down her legs, past those stiletto heels, and then discarded them without a second thought.

With Euterpe's panties dealt with, there was even less of a barrier between him and the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Her legs spread even more then as he inched forward, his arms hooking beneath her legs as he held her gaze once more. This time though, as his near-blackened with desire gaze held her amber one, his head dipped, not fast, not slow, but at a deliberate pace. His tongue slipped from his mouth as he got within an inch of divine pussy, and he could swear that she was all but quivering with need.

Nothing could have prepared Blake for the ambrosial taste of Euterpe's pussy when his tongue first made contact with her divine folds. His jaw quivered and his fingers clenched as he slowly dragged his tongue up the full length of her divine pussy, cleaving those silken pussy lips as he did, gathering more and more of her ambrosial arousal on his tongue in the process, but never getting distracted from his true goal. He ended that first lick with a firm and decisive flick of her clit.

Where some would have stopped there and waited for permission to continue, Blake knew better. He had seen the look in Euterpe's eyes, seen the need there. He also remembered rule number one, and he would abide by it even now. No matter how far this went or how close he was, rule one would always be rigid where he was concerned. He would always stop if she told him to stop, no matter what. So, with that in mind, his arms closed more fully around her spread thighs, his thumbs moving to spread her more fully, as his mouth pounced on her clit like a starving babe would pounce on a nipple. He sucked that sensitive nub with determination, savagely flicking it with his tongue or rapidly circling it. He was a man on a mission, and that mission was clear, make his muse cum.

 

[Poprockz]

“Oooh! Αυτή η γλώσσα... τόσο καλή...“ she moaned, her chin tilting up as her head went back against the covers. Though he may have not been aware of the translation, she was obviously feeling good if she had reverted to speaking in Greek. If there was any doubt, one only had to listen to the tone of her heated voice, or perhaps watch as she writhed slowly on the bed.
It was a good thing he had her legs in hand, as otherwise she might have ended up squeezing him or squirming away. The pleasure was so intense from his sudden voracity that she could hardly take it. Every other flick of his tongue elicited a gasp or a mewl, her one hand gripping the sheets tightly while the other pawed at her left breast.

Damn, he was very good at this. When was the last time she had a man eating her out with such skill and enthusiasm? It may have even been some time before her imprisonment. Usually she preferred to ride a man’s face, but he was making her very much enjoy her current position.
“τέτοια ευχαρίστηση... μπορεί να τρελαθώ...” came lustfully from her lips, a shiver running through her.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake savored every sound and reaction that he pulled from the beautiful goddess before him, even occasionally letting his gaze flick upwards to enjoy the sight of her. She somehow looked all the more beautiful with her head thrown back, chin up, back arched, breasts thrust upwards. Even her accent was somehow sexier when she started moaning, gasping, mewling, and speaking in that language that he didn't understand. Even Euterpe's squirms and the semi-struggling of her legs against his hold somehow made what they were doing all the hotter and sexier, because she was trusting him enough to do this with him and allow him to do this with her.

The only uncertainty in everything that Blake and Euterpe was doing was her orgasm. With how soaked she'd been, and how strong the scent of her arousal had been, he'd half expected her to cum off like a firecracker the second he pounced on her clit. He wasn't so much disappointed that she hadn't, as much as he was surprised. That didn't stop him from wanting, nay needing her to cum! So in less than half a second, he made a decision and acted on it, releasing one of her legs as he pulled one of his arms back. He couldn't help but wonder if she'd notice or wonder what he was up to, in the brief bit of time she'd have before she found out.

Blake brought his hand around, sliding his middle finger slowly but firmly up and down between her sopping wet pussy lips. Then, after a downstroke, he rotated his hand so that his palm faced upwards, and when it made the next upstroke, two fingers slid easily and effortlessly into her equally sopping wet pussy. He had more in mind than just fingerfucking her though, and she'd find out soon enough when he bent those two fingers at the knuckle and grazed her g-spot with the pads of them. He then redoubled his efforts on her clit, sucking harder, circling and flicking faster as he started to steadily and deliberately massage her g-spot with the pads of those two fingers.

 

[Poprockz]

“Fuck!” She gasped at the first graze of his fingers. He was very experienced, that was for certain. Perhaps his days whoring had not been in vain, instead allowing him to hone his skills in reducing women to whining, slutty messes.

Her body felt hot and every move he made was sending her closer to the edge now. She had managed to pull down part of her dress to expose her breast and was now groping it, rolling her nipple with the pad of her thumb.

At one point she made the mistake of glancing down at him. He was sucking and licking as though his life depended on it, fully committed to his oral domination of her fragrant flower. His eyes flicked up for a moment and their gaze locked. Those eyes… they were dark and captivating. It sent a surge of arousal through her and she couldn’t take it anymore.

Her chest arched and she trembled, unable to keep eye contact. A strangled moan worked its way up from her lungs and she allowed the pleasure to course through her veins.

When it subsided, her body went limp and she simply breathed, taking a moment to rest.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The sight of Euterpe, during the few glances that Blake was able to steal, was almost breathtaking. She was a goddess that was normally so very calm and composed, but one would never had guessed it from the way she was writhing on the bed, gasping, moaning, and pawing at herself like she was. Then their eyes met, and for those few seconds, nothing else mattered. His body continued it's ministrations of her heavenly pussy, possibly on instinct alone, because he just watched, watched her chest arched, her entire body trembled, and that strangled moan tore itself from her lungs. She went limp after that, right down to her legs that just splayed lewdly to each side, but he could hardly blame her after what her body had just been put through.

It didn't take a genius to know that Euterpe needed a moment to rest, and it was a moment that Blake was more than happy to give her. His lips and tongue ceased their ministrations immediately afterwards, in case her clit was hyper-sensitive after an orgasm, and he even slowly and gently eased his fingers out from inside of her. He then went one step further, using both hands to loosen his belt and push his pants down and kick them off as he rose from his knees.

Blake rose up between Euterpe's spread legs, letting his hands now glide up her legs, uncaring for the trail of her juices that he brought up one of them. When he got to the top of her legs, he kept going, past her ass, her hips, and even sliding under and up her back. The reason for this would become clear when he got enough arm strength under her to lift her up into his arms, such that he could lift first one knee onto the bed and then the other. His achingly hard cock of course desperately sought out her sopping wet cunt, but he paid it no mind as he carried his divine cargo with all the care in the world until he was far enough up on the bed to ever-so-gently put her back down, this time with her head on the pillows at the head of the bed.

 

[Poprockz]

She wasn’t cognizant of anything he was doing until he started manipulating her body so that she was fully on the bed, then lifting her. Her eyes had been closed, but the lift caused her to open them and see what he was looking to do. Soon it was clear he was simply resituating things for the main event. She didn’t mind- she didn’t have much strength at the moment, so she didn’t mind if he used his to help her be more comfortable.

When she was set down, she took the opportunity to lean forward and pull her dress up. It had been sitting on her hips which made it all the easier to move up and over her head before being tossed away. It would no longer be needed for tonight, after all.

She was now completely naked, save for her gold earrings and bracelets that contrasted with her sandy hair and creamy skin. Euterpe sighed with contentment before wiggling slightly so that she was sitting more upright against the pillows, her hands reaching out to rub his shoulders invitingly.

“My my… you’ve got a mouth on you, don’t you?” She asked with a playful smile.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

After he set Euterpe down, Blake couldn't help but enjoy the show as she stripped off her dress. It was of course a form-fitting wrap dress. So it clung to those lovely large breasts of hers like it's life depended on it. Then, when it finally gave way, they bounced free, making it truly difficult for him not to pounce on them with his mouth.

Euterpe's sigh of contentment truly warmed Blake's heart in that moment, because it was the small things, even in the midst of the big moments that you remembered sometimes. A soft sigh slipped from his lips then as he felt her hands invitingly rubbing his shoulders as he settled fully between her spread thighs.

Nothing could stop the chuckle that Euterpe's joke pulled from Blake, especially when it came with that playful smile of hers.

"Well..." Blake started, meeting her amber gaze as he moved his own hands to glide over her shoulders and down her arms. "...whoring does have it's...advantages." He made it look like he was trying to think of the right last word to make it sound less slutty, but in truth it was just part of the game. He was buying time as his hands glided down her arms and he moved his hips forwards, backwards, up, and down, teasing her pussy with his cock as he let it cleave those silken pussy lips and even slide all the way up to her well-licked clit, but not quite penetrated her. When he said his last word, his hands circled around hers so that their hands could entwine. Then he leaned over her, shifting his hips backwards as he did so, making his cock drag along those pussy lips as he slowly pulled their joined hands up, up, and up. "...Doesn't it?" Only when they rested above her head did he lower his head to kiss her, accompanying the action with a shift forward of hips, bringing with it a slow but steady push of his cock into her pussy.

 

[Poprockz]

His statement that whoring had its advantages was amusing, seeing as she had been thinking the exact same thing previously. Meanwhile, every teasing rub of his cock against her made her want him more, her body now craving to be filled. His fingers were wonderful as an appetizer, but she was definitely hungry for the main course at this point. She wanted to feel his heat, his hardness, the pressure of his lust.

When she realized what he was doing with her hands, surprisingly she didn't stop him. It was as though he had done it slowly enough that she had an opportunity to stop him or say no at every movement. He hadn’t callously grabbed her wrists and squeezed them painfully, nor had he slammed them down to the bed harshly, instead the intertwining of their fingers seemed more personal in her opinion. It was as though he was being firm while still being considerate of her. That info itself made her more inclined to let him continue just this once…

The muse moaned against his mouth as he entered her, her eyelashes settling against her cheeks. Perhaps wasn’t so bad being on the bottom this time. She didn’t have as much control, but it felt hot and pleasurable all the same. Her fingers squeezed his gently in encouragement to let him know that she was more than fine with him continuing.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

There were so many unknowns for Blake in this moment, so very many ways that it could go wrong, and yet he felt and heard her moan into their kiss, and felt the brief squeeze of their entwined fingers before her fingers relaxed, and he took it as a sign of encouragement. He was using so very little force, both in their entwined fingers and the kiss, that she could have broken his grip and freed her hands if she chose, or broken the kiss and turned her head, or even just said no at that point. He would always respect rule number one, even now when she allowed him this brief tidbit of control.

It was with rule number one in mind that Blake chose to break the kiss before doing anything else. He had another reason though, one in addition to giving her the ability to tell him to stop. He could have gone for one of her lovely big breasts of hers, the ones that taunted him in the way they rose and fell with every breath she took, but no, when they pounced, they pounced on her neck. He withdrew his cock and gave her a full thrust as he pressed a kiss to the pulse point of her neck, then withdrew again as his lips pounced on the sensitive nape of her neck. Next came a rapid series of full and deep thrusts as he sucked hard at the nape of her neck. He put every bit of his body into those rapid thrusts. So even his chest moved against her diamond-hard nipples, and his fingers flexed within hers above her head as each thrust was punctuated with a hard suck of the nape of her neck.

 

[Poprockz]

"Ah!" his mouth elicited a feminine gasp from her. The way he was sucking on her neck, there was no doubt that he was going to be leavings marks. That was no matter she supposed... It felt far too good for her to stop him, and she could always cover up the marks if need be.

"Blake..." her lovely voice panted near his ear. It didn't seem as though she had much more to say than that, as that was all that needed to be said.

She imagined that the women he had left behind in empty wine glasses and empty shots must surely miss him, as he was certainly an exceptional lover. Well-endowed, intense, sensitive, respectful, and intelligent- he was the perfect specimen. It was a wonder that he hadn't already fallen in love and taken a wife, even before Euterpe had come along. It was also a wonder why he didn't consent to having his memory of her image altered. Changing someone's memory wasn't something she could do without the participant being open to it, so it wasn't as though she could do it for his own good. Still, when she was done with him, he would the subject of many women's awe and rapture; he would find one that appealed to him, perhaps one even as beautiful as Euterpe herself.

A particularly intense thrust brought her mind back to the present moment and she uttered something in Greek once more, most likely a curse word by the way she exclaimed it. Her legs wrapped around him and her ankles locked behind his hips, as if warning him that she wasn't about to end things until he had spilt his seed.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

As if the gasp that Euterpe uttered when he pounced on her neck wasn't perfect enough, hearing his name on her lips though, panting so close to his ear, truly made this coupling something akin to perfection personified, or so he thought. He wouldn't have thought that anything could make it better until a particularly hard, deep, and intense thrust a word from her in that strange language, a word exclaimed in a way that had him guessing at it's nature at least. What came next proved him wrong one more, and that was the feeling of her legs wrapping around him and her ankles locking around his hips. He knew well enough what that meant, and he gave her an especially hard suck on her neck and another hard thrust as thanks for it.

With their bodies well and truly entwined and working towards release, Blake knew that there was just one thing left to do. So he redoubled his pace, hammering his cock into Euterpe with full, relentless, and seemingly merciless thrusts. His mouth pounced from the nape of her neck to her pulse point to give it the same treatment he'd given her nape as his hands shifted so that his left hand held both of hers. His right hand dragged it's way along her body, letting her feel every inch of it's path along her side until it reached her hip and dipped inward. Then he sucked harder, thrusted faster, rhythmically squeezed her hands, and moved his right thumb directly to her clit, finding it instantly and flicking it with every thrust of his cock.

 

[Poprockz]

More needy noises poured from her pink lips, the feeling of his hand moving downward being so tantalizingly teasing. Her body wished it would linger on her pert breasts, smooth stomach, or even on her hips, but she absolutely wouldn’t deny him the place she knew it was going. Upon reaching its destination, Euterpe whimpered with desire and squeezed his hips with her thighs.

It didn’t take long for her to sense that things were escalating to the point of no return. He was far too talented for her body to resist each hammered thrust of his cock and swift swish of his fingers. His girth filled up her wet sleeve so perfectly, greedily taking up all the space it could and rubbing against every sensitive nerve.

Her hands clenched into fists as a strong shudder went through her- it was time. One more thrust and the muse was sent careening into a bottomless pit of bliss. She could feel something welling up within her before she squirted on his cock, dousing him with the sweet nectar of his victory. Along with it was a powerful surge of inspiration that thundered through him.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Every needy noise that poured from Euterpe's pretty pink lips told Blake that he was on the right track. Yes, he wanted to linger on every bit of her divine body that he could, ritualistically worshiping and pleasuring her form, he truly did, but he was well past the point of no return now. Stopping now, or even slowing, might be seen as intentionally teasing her in this one moment that he had control, and he would not take that chance.

Euterpe's whimpers when his thumb found her clit that first time sent a surge right through Blake's thrusting body, a surge that started in his balls, rocketed through the entirety of his body and then shot right back. His entire body quaked between her thighs as he felt a stirring in his belly. He couldn't stop though, wouldn't stop. His hips fought against the squeezing hold of her thighs and legs, fought to thrust harder and faster, fought as that stirring feeling shot down to his balls. He tightened every muscle in his body as he sucked harder at her neck, and squeezed harder at her hands. God she felt so good, felt so goddam good around his cock. Then he felt it! He felt what he'd waited for! He felt her clench, he thrust again, felt her spasm, he thrust again, then he felt her squirting on his cock, and it was all over. The added wetness dousing him, combined with the sudden feeling of Euterpe's inspiration thundering through him, somehow even stronger than before, shoved him to the edge and over in an instant.

The surging feeling in Blake's balls rocketed up to his cock and erupted before he even had half a chance to clench and try to stop it. His cum burst from him like a fountain. Pulse after pulse of cum erupted from him, coating her insides as he continued to thrust. Her inspiration had sent him into a frenzy as he rode out her orgasm with thrusts, fucking her at a savage pace through the entirety of her orgasm.

Euterpe naturally collapsed first, just like she had before, but Blake held out just a touch longer, thanks to the inspiration she'd sent through him. He used that tiny bit of energy he had to rise up to a full kneeling position, releasing her hands before he did and taking hold of her right calf as gently as he could. With all the care he could take with his flagging strength, he lifted her foot with shaking hands, bringing it up and around as he leaned his upper body back while keeping his lower body in place. The point of it would become clear when he brought her leg straight up and around in front of him, allowing him to turn her gently to her right side and allowing him to lay behind her and drape his arm gently over her, nestled just under those lovely full breasts. As his head sagged down to the pillow and he spooned his entire body against her from chest to legs, he smiled against her, feeling that his flagging cock was in fact still inside her like he'd tried to keep it, despite the position change.

 

[Poprockz]

The feeling of being filled up with cum was always an erotic one, and it gave her an aftershock of pleasure as he made his last few thrusts. In her time, several of his family had tried to breed her, quite unsuccessfully. Little did they know that unless she willed it, a child would never be conceived. Sometimes she wondered though, what it would be like to have sex for conception rather than for simply amusement.

She had no idea what he was doing when moving her, and even when they settled in their new position she didn’t have the strength to care. Resting and taking a breather was her first priority, so she allowed them to remain as they were. Lying with her back against his chest wasn’t… unpleasant. His firm body was warm and stable, and the arm around her was strangely comforting. Yes, she would allow it for now.

Her eyes were closed as she breathed, each breath coming more evenly than the last. “Remind me to siphon off your inspiration before I leave…” she murmured softly, “I would hate for you to be sleepless again.”

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake's eyes drifted closed when his head hit the pillow, and even as his breath slowly came back to him, and he felt a bead of sweat glide down his neck, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, he and Euterpe might fall asleep in this position. It might cause some problems with the delivery order he'd set up, even though he'd set it up to be contactless and thus left at his door, but it would be a small price to pay to be curled up next to her, even if it could only be this one time.

Euterpe's words caused Blake's eyes to open, partly because he couldn't help but wonder if she could read his mind in a way, and partly out of a small sense of disappointment. He couldn't help but feel a small sense of sadness at those last three words, even if he knew that he couldn't do or say anything about it, out of respect.

"Phew..." Blake started in response. "Thanks for reminding me me. As much as I truly did enjoy our jam session, and the song we played during it, the night that led to that song was...slightly less enjoyable." He let out a soft chuckle that rocked both of their cuddling bodies. "It took everything in me just to tab back and forth to buy your gift, take a break for dinner, or even go to the bathroom. I honestly thought that it was never going to stop, or at least last a long time. Words couldn't express how happy I was when you appeared and it let up." He let out a soft sigh of contentment, half simulating how he'd felt back then, and half just relaxing in this moment.

 

[Poprockz]

He couldn’t see the little smile on her face, but it could be heard in her tone of voice as she replied. “I can imagine.”

Euterpe was quiet after that, her eyes having opened to stare out the window toward the ocean. Such a vast, endless expanse of water for as far as the eye could see… The smile faded from her face and an familiar ache in her heart became more apparent. 300 years… 300 years of loneliness. Only heartbreak, resignation, and numbness to keep her company. There had been no sisters, no lovers, no friends…

This new world had changed so much in her absence, and now she felt out of place more often than not. There was no way to turn back time, nor to undo what had been done to her. Perhaps if years passed in solitude were all it had been, she might have turned out differently. Now though, her heart seemed to be irreparably scarred. She longed to be touched, to be caressed, but it still frightened her. The possibility of betrayal could be seen in every shadow, making it impossible for her to feel truly comfortable yet.

Would the ocean always seem so empty?

“Tell me a story. Anything you want,” it had been said like a command, though she paused and followed it up with a quiet, “please.” She couldn’t bear the silence any longer.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

When Blake heard Euterpe's words, he couldn't see the smile on her face, but he could almost hear it, and it brought a smile to his own. He shift a little, tucking the arm that wasn't over her beneath his head before taking a long and deep breath. There was silence then, what he thought was a companionable one, especially given what he'd heard and the tone in which he'd heard it.

Euterpe's words came as a shock to Blake, and his mind went completely blank. A story? What kind of story could he possibly have for a goddess? When her final word came though, he swallowed hard and thought about the answer to a question she hadn't yet asked, but might one day, and figured that it was as good a story as any.

"When I was fourteen..." Blake started softly. "...and a freshman in high-school, we had to choose between joining the school choir or the school band, and since I couldn't play an instrument, that made my choice pretty obvious. One of the things that we practiced for our first concert, was a medley from a musical that offered a handful of solo's. My teacher and I discovered that I had perfect pitch earlier in the quarter, and he was curious how well I would do both in front of the class and in front of a larger audience. It was during that first practice in front of the entire class that I truly fell in love with music, and that love only grew when the day of the concert came." He hesitated then, partly to build a little suspense, but also to relish the memory of it. "...Fourteen...my first concert...my first solo...in front of a thousand people or more..." Blake's breathing grew quicker again as he spoke, remembering that first time. "...and I nailed it...I owned the song...I owned the stage...and I loved it, like truly loved it..." He paused then, letting his head sag briefly against Euterpe's sandy hair.