Daydream_weaver's Refuge

[Daydream_weaver]

*laughs softly as I glance at the clock*

I have one of each so worries are doubled...but this is the female, and she's actually being a lot easier on me than she used to be.

*With a reluctant sigh I move to stand near Luna, a hand reaching out to caress her shoulder. Seems I am always being called away*

I have to dash and put some appropriate clothing on before I go...may I text you later?

 

[dragonrazor]

Heh heh. Luna and I eagerly await your return. And if you know anyone who'd want to play Rachael Roth or Koriand'r....

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

leaving etheral gropes for my Muse upon her return

 

[dragonrazor]

*scarfing cake to curb his annoyance at his age*

 

[sombrablanca]

*prowls up with a growl of annoyance, seeing the lights are out. He shifts, pulling a pen and piece of paper from the satchel slung over his shoulder. He tacks it to the door. It reads "Hey Weaver, thought I'd check on you and pounce you but you seem to not be in atm. Hope life is treating you well. We never did have that wager. Oh well. Woulda been fuuuun. send me a mail sometime. Haven't been around much but I should get it. Som"

 

[dragonrazor]

*sets up a snack bar*

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Bypassing my cabin I wander, following a familiar trail. The woods are quiet today, save for the occasional chirp of a bird or the faint buzz of an insect. Aimless steps take me to the edge of the pond and I smile faintly. The day has been warm, probably one of the few warm days that will be had in my corner of the world.

A stray thought passes through my mind and I follow it. Shoes are kicked off of my feet, jeans shimmied out of and my t-shirt tugged over my head. I stand for a moment pondering the reflection of the trees on the water of the pond. It has been too long. My hands slip behind my back and with a practiced flick my lacey bra joins the pile of clothing on the grass leaving me clad only in a simple pair of boy cut shorts.

Slowly I walk out into the water until it laps at the undersides of my breasts. My arms move, swishing my hands through the water, feeling it pass over and around my fingers. It is still warm, and this is a good day to enjoy myself with a swim. *

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Whisper on the wind..."You have a private letter, my Muse. One that is frank and honest and real. I can not put it here...go find it." Sandalwood follows those words, until they reach HER ears and then it all goes...with a sigh...

 

[dragonrazor]

*collapses into the grass* So tired....

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*As evening falls over this little corner of the world shadows lengthen in the thick of the wood. I stroll from the trees on silent bare feet, a leaf or two caught in the tangled wildness of my silver hair. The grass is cool under my feet and I stop for a moment to wriggle my toes in it, a bemused expression on my face.

I throw a quick glance back over my shoulder into the growing darkness under the trees and I move toward the prone figure sprawled in my meadow. I circle, blinking a few times as if to clear my vision and sink to the ground nearby. I sprawl as he is sprawled, head near his, body angled at a tangent.

I stare up into the sky watching oranges and red and pinks streak across and chase away the blue of the afternoon*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*As evening falls over this little corner of the world shadows lengthen in the thick of the wood. I stroll from the trees on silent bare feet, a leaf or two caught in the tangled wildness of my silver hair. The grass is cool under my feet and I stop for a moment to wriggle my toes in it, a bemused expression on my face.

I throw a quick glance back over my shoulder into the growing darkness under the trees and I move toward the prone figure sprawled in my meadow. I circle, blinking a few times as if to clear my vision and sink to the ground nearby. I sprawl as he is sprawled, head near his, body angled at a tangent.

I stare up into the sky watching oranges and red and pinks streak across and chase away the blue of the afternoon*

Darkness now, fully night. The sky is filled with fireflies, each one amidst a curtain of black, twinkling out their name. Each a story, a history, a note in a soft melody that is the night's essence.

Only the softest of rustles follows Angel's bare feet upon the grass as she approaches. Her long hair is drawn over her breasts and moonlight's silhouette clothes the rest of her.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Glimmers of starshine reflects in ice blue eyes, a soft breeze blows a lock of silver hair across my face. The ground is solid beneath my form, I feel the pulse of the night draw me in, bringing me back to life.

I turn my head slowly, a flicker of movement catching my eye. She comes, beauty and grace in each step. I close my eyes, certain that she will be gone when I look once more.

Eyelids flutter...she is closer. I feel a smile curve my lips and I stretch languidly on the cool grass. A soft sigh escapes, carried away into the night*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*Glimmers of starshine reflects in ice blue eyes, a soft breeze blows a lock of silver hair across my face. The ground is solid beneath my form, I feel the pulse of the night draw me in, bringing me back to life.

I turn my head slowly, a flicker of movement catching my eye. She comes, beauty and grace in each step. I close my eyes, certain that she will be gone when I look once more.

Eyelids flutter...she is closer. I feel a smile curve my lips and I stretch languidly on the cool grass. A soft sigh escapes, carried away into the night*

Her sigh is tangible, almost as real to me as she is. I watch it scamper on the winds. I approach, but it is not a continuous movement, I see myself through her eyes. I am first here, then next there.... and then closer, each time she looks at be. Between glances, I cease to be, I am only the night.

The night lays beside Weaver, waiting for her gaze to bring it into existence.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Arms stretch above my head, long and pale against the now darkened grass. I tease myself with glimpses and brief peeks, each lifting of my eyelids bringing her closer. Finally I lay with my eyes closed, my chest rising and falling with each breath. The vision comes and goes...will she remain if I open my eyes and capture her with my gaze. Can one capture the night?

Turning onto my side I slowly let my eyes open, long lashes obscuring my sight until I gaze directly into darkness and moonshadow. In my mind's eye I see her, in my imagination she lays beside me in the coolness of the evening. I conjure...by my will...by my desire...I reach out a hand and trail soft fingertips across her cheek*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*Arms stretch above my head, long and pale against the now darkened grass. I tease myself with glimpses and brief peeks, each lifting of my eyelids bringing her closer. Finally I lay with my eyes closed, my chest rising and falling with each breath. The vision comes and goes...will she remain if I open my eyes and capture her with my gaze. Can one capture the night?

Turning onto my side I slowly let my eyes open, long lashes obscuring my sight until I gaze directly into darkness and moonshadow. In my mind's eye I see her, in my imagination she lays beside me in the coolness of the evening. I conjure...by my will...by my desire...I reach out a hand and trail soft fingertips across her cheek*

Your fingers touch your imagination, cool and smooth under your skin. And then your image moves on its own, cheeks raising, tilting, rubbing against your tips. The night has a voice, it whispers through trees "Hold me.... just like this.... hold me"

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*My arms enfold the night...molds darkness against my body and brings her into my world. My hands stroke over her hair, my lips press light kisses to her brow, her cheeks, the tip of her nose. The rhythm of the blood in my veins pulses out, through her form, binding us in this moment...and I hold her as the night deepens*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*My arms enfold the night...molds darkness against my body and brings her into my world. My hands stroke over her hair, my lips press light kisses to her brow, her cheeks, the tip of her nose. The rhythm of the blood in my veins pulses out, through her form, binding us in this moment...and I hold her as the night deepens*

Hands soft as a whisper, run through your hair as easily as smoke, gently tugging against your scalp. Your kisses touch love, adoration, affectionate eddies of spirit. Solid only where we connect.

"I exist for you, dear weaver, for your touch, your gaze. All that I am in this moment...."

Her words fade, shushed by her lips upon yours.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Kisses soft and sweet, cool lips parting to seek warmth and draw away.

Eyes glitter in the darkness, holding her as my hands press her back onto the grass, weaving her from dreams and mist. My hair flows around her hands and arms like water as I lean over her...cool and refreshing, yet only inciting a deeper thirst*

for me, my Angel...?

*She is like mist and cloud, her body taking shape beneath my molding hands. The stroke of fingertips along a side...a cupping of a palm over the curve of a hip. My head dips, turning to one side at the last moment, lips seeking the column of her throat...soft and hot against cool skin*

 

[dragonrazor]

*As evening falls over this little corner of the world shadows lengthen in the thick of the wood. I stroll from the trees on silent bare feet, a leaf or two caught in the tangled wildness of my silver hair. The grass is cool under my feet and I stop for a moment to wriggle my toes in it, a bemused expression on my face.

I throw a quick glance back over my shoulder into the growing darkness under the trees and I move toward the prone figure sprawled in my meadow. I circle, blinking a few times as if to clear my vision and sink to the ground nearby. I sprawl as he is sprawled, head near his, body angled at a tangent.

I stare up into the sky watching oranges and red and pinks streak across and chase away the blue of the afternoon*

Lol. I went to bed shortly after posting that.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Afternoon sun...a soft gentle breeze...rustle of leaves turned golden. Birds sing sweetly...clouds drift over head...the world slowly turns.

Curled on a lounge chair on the back deck of my cabin I gaze out toward the woods. A cup of coffee is cradled between my hands, there is the faint sting of heat against my palms, a curl of steam rising and disappearing in the air.

My mind drifts. Images play behind my eyes, pictures that bring a flush of color to my pale cheeks and a quickening of my breath.

I feel the rope, soft yet strong, sliding over my skin, binding my wrists together. I feel my arms pulled above my head, secured to the lounge chair, forcing my shoulders back and my chest out.

Shaking my head to clear these visions I bring my cup to my lips, sipping the dark liquid and feeling the heat travel down my throat...

My throat...visions of a hand, strong and sure, fingers curling lightly around the column of flesh...just enough to show control, just enough to send a shiver through my body...

Setting my cup aside I rise quickly from my seat. Long pale legs carry me across the deck to the railing. My hands grip the wood hard, my lungs draw deep calming breaths and I close my eyes...*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

small wolf trotting through the woods...capturing the scent of her....The change comes all at once...and a short, brown skinned female takes the wolf's place and begins to jog, fully nude, through the woods, towards her place...wanting to be where she is, wanting to touch her, stroke her, make her plead, beg...Seeing her...the girl stops and just watches...wanting...loving, missing...

You want some company for a while, my Muse?

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Another deep breath and I slowly turn my head toward the sound of her voice, ice blue eyes moving over her form drinking her in. Fingers tremble, aching to trace the planes of her face, the line of her shoulders, the strength of her arms. Feet move, taking me to stand before her, close to her...where I need to be. A smile curves my lips, welcome shining in my eyes that I couldn't hide if I wanted to...

I would love your company, my Wolf...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Reaching out and pulling her close...arms tight, stroking her, remembering her curves, her planes, her softness...

I have missed you, madly...I am so glad you are here...

Up on tip toe to brush my lips against hers...

Come cuddle me? Just for a while?

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*A soft sigh escapes as my body meets hers, my hands move to slide up her arms and around her shoulders merely wanting to feel that she is real*

I always have a cuddle for you...

*holding her close I back toward the wide lounger stopping when my calves bump the side...a cuddle, yes, and yet I cannot resist...dipping my head I press my lips to hers in a gentle kiss*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Hands moving over her flesh, mouth tasting hers...happiness. Our bodies align, sweetly, perfectly and I realise just HOW MUCH her absence has eaten at me. I push her back and and land beside her on her lounge, still slowly exploring her mouth with mine, tongue tip tasting her lips, hands touching...feeling her flesh beneath my wandering hands...words are murmured but I can't recall them...