Soliloquium: Reflections on my World.

[yeishia]

After a hectic couple of weeks I had finally returned to Sol, the home of my heart. Leaving my real world had been truly easy , prying myself from Serendipity had been much harder.

Pressing my face against the heavy Oak door I had willed the changes I so very much desired. I had no choice but to endure the harsh Winter in my real world, it was relentless and seemed loath to loosen its hold..yet here..well..I was in command of this small corner of Lit...

I would give Winter its tenure no longer!

Smiling I had pushed open the heavy door to find that all was as it should be.

Gauzy drapes had been drawn back allowing the natural sunlight to bathe the room in what I thought of as joy personified...pure unadulterated food for the soul ...bliss...Spring at least

All was as it should be I had thought.

Later that evening my love had joined me as we had both fully intended to visit the new club, although we had not been here to R.S.V.P. in a timely manner we had been assured that all would be welcome.

The best laid plans are often thwarted, I had appeared in my gown my eyes drinking in the man who stood before me, my heart had simply stopped...

Well suffice it to say that we never made it to the opening, he had taken me into his strong arms and the next thing I had known I was in my lacy underthings being carried into our bedroom.

A mock pout, and a reassurance that he would take me dancing soon; perhaps Simplicité...perhaps a trip down memory lane to the club that had claimed both of our hearts in a time long past...Velvets... A place that had both welcomed and embraced us both...as it did all who had entered into its welcoming embrace back then.

The night had been ours, our outing soon forgotten as we embraced a torrid horizontal tango, ours alone; private, passionate...perfect.

I had awoken entwined in his arms...

" I love you my dark angel," I whispered snuggling closer smiling softly into the eyes of the man I adored above all others.

 

[Last_Rider]

Warmth.

She is warmth, snuggled against my body, the scent of her hair filling my nostrils. Body pleasantly tired, a reminder of previous excursions with my Angel, of how perfectly she complimented me in every way. My body slowly stretches with her next to me, then with a sigh returns to stillness against the perfect creature beside me.

"I love you my Angel."

My lips find her forehead, then her nose, then those lovely lips of hers. The first touch is soft, slow, gentle, hardly even there. But it brings with it fire, heat, passion, the promise of so much more as the kiss deepens. No movement save those of our mouths.

She tastes like sunlight.

 

[yeishia]

He tastes like like I imagine heaven must be, as our kiss deepens, my insides begin to melt...becoming akin to molten lava as they seek to meld with the flesh pressed close to mine.

Flesh of my flesh...

Heart of my heart...

The essence of my very being...

MINE!

As my body presses closer to his my sense of self is lost as sensation becomes a primal force which overtakes my very reason ...

"Mmmmmmmm....please....I ..."

 

[Last_Rider]

It is something my Angel does, some effect she has on me, all sense individuality leaves, it is now us. The perfect melding of our two souls into one being, one body, the lines that separate the two people vanish into the mist leaving us.

Her words, my words as well, skin on skin, moving now, unable to keep still, tilting, rolling, positioning myself between her long silky legs, lips capturing hers again as I rest above her, breathing faster, inhaling her scent, feeling her heat, her essence, the incredible sensation that is the friction only we can create.

"I know... I need too."

Lips on hers again, bodies wiggling until... there.

Home, perfection, us.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

 

[Mav Unlimited]

 

[yeishia]

“I guess it's going to have to hurt, I guess I'm going to have to cry, And let go of some things I've loved to get to the other side
I guess it's going to break me down, Like falling when you try to fly,
Sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye”
― Carrie Underwood​

Returning to Solliquium after such a long absence was a bitter sweet moment still her move in the real world was almost complete and soon she hoped that she would once more be able to sit at her beloved desk and begin to write once more.

She smiled at the prints Mav had left her, one she would place here in the living room , the other would go in the small dance studio that she was having built off of her bedroom. For a moment she grinned at the picture knowing that she was more bendy than the woman posing there.

Throwing open the windows she wandered into her secret garden her mind filled with thoughts of Vous et Nul Autre. Could she love another? She has done so hadn't she? Bonded with M13 imprinted on her soul as He still was she has even then come to love her darkest angel. Yeishia wondered if you and no other could apply to more than once man at the same time? Loving each in their own moment...was it possible?

Perhaps it was time to find out?

As she reached the natural hot spring housed at one end of the small pond she shed her sundress and slipped into the warm waters like some water nymph totally at home. She would ponder that question later for now she would simply enjoy the moment before her real world claimed her once more..

~ I am not a beautiful woman but in my submission, I am breathtaking. ~

Sweetsubmissive ~ yeishia
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[yeishia]

In remission still...

I feel so very lucky today



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[yeishia]

She slipped back into her favorite place clutching a DVD upon which was a guilty little pleasure that she hoped would perhaps inspire a story

Placing it reverently into the player she curled up under a blanket to watch as it began to play.

MINE
By
Alvaro de la Herrán

Slipping down under the covers her eyes began to have a far away look as she settled down into subspace with very little effort her eyes hungrily drinking in the evocative images...It has been a very long time since she had experienced such bliss.

For a few coveted minutes she became the lucky woman on the huge screen..

This wasn't the only DVD she watched that night her mind swimming in an erotic haze she fell asleep to another entitled

SHOWstudio: The Fashion Body - Buttocks on Vimeo

It was a meditation on the miracles of erotic sensation; her dreams were truly blessed that night.[/font][/i][/b][/Center]

 

[yeishia]

Stumbling from her small bedroom sleepy eyes and barely awake she made her way over to the coffee pot and set it on to perk enjoying the delicious aroma while she made herself some fruit and cheese. Opening the French doors wide to allow the sounds of her garden to join her at breakfast she settled down on the comfy sofa to enjoy both the fruit the bird song and her coffee. She would write this week, a small thank you to the loyal co- writers who has waited patiently through both her writers block and her long arduous move. She was thankful for the integrity of such people...

Smiling softly she settled down to enjoy her morning repas her mind full of lovely possibilities.

 

[yeishia]

Unable to sleep she slips from her bed to make herself some hot cocoa, instead she finds herself wandering barefoot in her secret garden under the stars. Sleep tangled hair flows around her lithe tormented body like a protective mantle as she becomes lost in her memories amongst the shadow filled greenery.

Sleep perchance to dream...she dearly wished she could this night...

 

[Ravenloft]

A gentle wood spirit finds the poor woman in her exhaustion and carries her back to the safety and warmth of her home. Watching over her till dawn, he leaves a Lilly blossom in her hair as the sun rises over her.

 

[yeishia]

A gentle wood spirit finds the poor woman in her exhaustion and carries her back to the safety and warmth of her home. Watching over her till dawn, he leaves a Lilly blossom in her hair as the sun rises over her.

* smiles softly*

"Thank you so very very much."

She returns to sleep unwilling to face the day in this realm..

" I wish you could say," she whispers gently as her eyes flutter closed once more ...

 

[The_gladiator]

It has been long since he has walked the halls of lit. Long since he has spoken to some dear friends here. The elf seeks the peace of this place as he walks through the wooded gardens and pathes winding its way to her domain. She once told him he was always welcome to visit, and he has decided to make this one of his first places to visit now that he has returned. He does not know yet if he will stay, at the least though, he is here to visit. He takes a seat out uner the sunlight, the afternoon glow warming him as he waits to see if Yeishia will notice his presence. If she does not, he has a note prepared for her, one saying that he was thinking of her and his other friends here and had to stop by. Telling her he hoped she was well.

 

[Ravenloft]

I'm never far, dear friend.

 

[yeishia]

It has been long since he has walked the halls of lit. Long since he has spoken to some dear friends here. The elf seeks the peace of this place as he walks through the wooded gardens and pathes winding its way to her domain. She once told him he was always welcome to visit, and he has decided to make this one of his first places to visit now that he has returned. He does not know yet if he will stay, at the least though, he is here to visit. He takes a seat out uner the sunlight, the afternoon glow warming him as he waits to see if Yeishia will notice his presence. If she does not, he has a note prepared for her, one saying that he was thinking of her and his other friends here and had to stop by. Telling her he hoped she was well.

She had woken earlier and was pottering in her kitchen when sensed an unaccustomed visitor. She stilled her motions and concentrated, not the wood sprite of the night before surely?

A smile of delight lit up her face when she realized who it was. Without thinking she pushed open the French doors and went hurrying into the lush gardens.. She wanted to catch the elusive elf before he vanished into parts she could no longer follow him to.

"Glad!" She exclaimed as out of breath she joined him on the low stone bench hugging him impulsively. Suddenly shy she pulled back blushing.

"I have missed you," she told him earnestly looking up at him from beneath her long lashes.

"Have you been well? Will you stay! Would you like lemonade?"

Her words came out in breathy rush before they trailed off and her eyes became fixed earnestly to his.

 

[yeishia]

I'm never far, dear friend.

Thank you so very much Raven your words warm my heart, I am here for you too when you have need of me.

 

[The_gladiator]

She had woken earlier and was pottering in her kitchen when sensed an unaccustomed visitor. She stilled her motions and concentrated, not the wood sprite of the night before surely?

A smile of delight lit up her face when she realized who it was. Without thinking she pushed open the French doors and went hurrying into the lush gardens.. She wanted to catch the elusive elf before he vanished into parts she could no longer follow him to.

"Glad!" She exclaimed as out of breath she joined him on the low stone bench hugging him impulsively. Suddenly shy she pulled back blushing.

"I have missed you," she told him earnestly looking up at him from beneath her long lashes.

"Have you been well? Will you stay! Would you like lemonade?"

Her words came out in breathy rush before they trailed off and her eyes became fixed earnestly to his.

The elf was just about to rise and head off on his wandering way when a small form flew into his arms. He pulled his friend close hugging her tight. When she pulled back in shyness he reached up hand brushing her cheek. "I have missed you as well. I have neglected my friends. I made a choice to fade into the background here, but should not have lost contact with those I am close to. How is Thyri?" he inquires after one of his other best friends here.

He smiles his eyes meeting hers, "Of course I will stay for some time, and lemonade sounds absolutely wonderful." His smile is easy and warm.

 

[yeishia]

The elf was just about to rise and head off on his wandering way when a small form flew into his arms. He pulled his friend close hugging her tight. When she pulled back in shyness he reached up hand brushing her cheek. "I have missed you as well. I have neglected my friends. I made a choice to fade into the background here, but should not have lost contact with those I am close to. How is Thyri?" he inquires after one of his other best friends here.

He smiles his eyes meeting hers, "Of course I will stay for some time, and lemonade sounds absolutely wonderful." His smile is easy and warm.

Feeling like a school girl happy that she finally had a visitor she took his hand and pulled him playfully down the pathway leading to home chattering all the while.

" I know nothing of Thyri I left her a IM at Christmas and never heard back. I haven't been around much with moving but know that she has moved to another site. Many have gone."

Pushing him down on the comfy sofa she went off to make him fresh lemonade. Upon her return she pressed a cold glass in to his hand and joined him curling her long legs under her.

"Even my dark angel has gone...poof ..disappeared..it is like we never were at all.

That is the sad thing about the virtual realm when people leave one wonders, did they die, are they ill, did I inadvertently cause them pain."

Her eyes turned suddenly sad and she hugged him once again careful not to spill his lemonade.

"And you Glad are you well, are you happy? " her ernest eyes were fixed on his as she awaited his reply

 

[The_gladiator]

Feeling like a school girl happy that she finally had a visitor she tok his hand and pulled him playfully down the pathway leading to home talking all,the while.

" I know nothing of Thyri I left her a IM at Christmas and never heard back. I haven't been around much with moving but know that she has moved to another site. Many have gone."

Pushing him down the comfy sofa she went off to make him fresh lemonade. Upon her return she pressed a cold glass in to his hand and joined him.

"Even my dark angel has gone...poof ..disappeared..it is like we never were at all. That is the sad thing about the virtual realm when people leave one wonders, did they die, are they ill, did I inadvertently cause them pain." Her eyes turned suddenly sad and she hugged him once again careful not to spill his lemonade.

"And you Glad are you well, are you happy? " her ernest eyes were fixed on his as she awaited h is reply

He follows her obediently giving her hand a squeeze, her excitement making him smile. It is good to see her happy like this, he knows that she's not been feeling well, he can just sense it.

Sitting on the plush sofa, he waits until she returns. He accepts the glass from her, lifting it to his lips to take a sip, his lips curving into a smile at the pleasant taste. "It is good."

He nods as she begins to speak, "I think the last time she and I spoke was a few months ago, I know she moved and was doing a lot of work on the new property, she warned me she would not be around much. However I also know this about her, she does not initiate ims with someone, so if she missed your message, my best advice would be to message her once again. I need to remember to message her myself."

He sighs softly, "Yes, internet friends come and go, sadly I also have lost people that I was really close to, they just stop messaging or posting one day. I also share those fears that something happened to them." He lays one hand over hers, "That's why I feel bad when I become one of those people who falls off the face of the earth." He nods, "I have been writing over at bluemoon, which isn't where Thyri went but it is somewhere else. I have found some great writing partners there. I've thought about trying to write here again though, I haven't decided yet." he smiles. "How is your writing going?"

He seems to consider for a moment, "I am, well I have been busy, I have had my ups and downs, this week was hard on me, but its mostly been par for the course, nothing too new." he turns of the Sofa to face her so he can look at her without turning as far, "And you? how are you?"

 

[yeishia]

Listening to his melodic tones is balm to her somewhat frayed nerves. Her eyes drop to the comforting hand covering hers.

"Worse than goodbyes I think is not being able to say goodbye at all. Not having closure is hard, worrying is hard." Her eyes meet his again unshed tears sparkling in their depths. " I only hope that he is well, that he is happy wherever he is...

I Was worried for you too..."

A small smile breaks out across her lovely face and she blushed prettily. "I am the consummate worry wart as everyone knows. Bluemoon? Do you like it there?

My writing it goeth not at the moment. Actually I have resumed one story so far and plan on continuing two with Ravenloft. have finished my move and once I have unpacked I plan to start writing properly again I think. I lost most of my writing partners and starting with a new one is daunting for me. I may however have a potential partner on a new site I think we may be a match, he loves descriptive writing and is a much more accomplished writer than I am so he can teach me much. Time will will tell...if he agrees to write with me I think I shall take the leap.."

Sitting her glass down she listens as he tells her of himself wanting more details but afraid to ask him. Not able to,stop herself she reaches up a slender finger to brush a lock of soft golden hair behind his elven ear, so beautiful...she thinks mesmerized running her soft finger gently down across its sensitive lobe.

Pulling her hand back as if burned she stammers out an answer to his question." I ... frankly do not know how I am. Surviving...I am a survivor right? Sad, lonely, alone. Happy I have moved, pleased that I finally cut the umbilical cord that tied me to Allain...Sick as you know...grateful that I still have some friends who visit me here on occasion."

Blushing she looks down at the fingers twisting in her lap. " I talk to much when I get going." Risking a glance from beneath her long lashes she asks,"Have you noticed that I am writing in third I usually write in first in my own spaces, how do you think I am doing? It feels so weird talking about me as if I am not here, but when in Rome ...I thought I would give it a go"

Not being able to help herself she begins to both laugh and cry, small mews of pain and amusement intermingled. He will think me daft' she thought unable to stop herself and simply not caring...

 

[The_gladiator]

Listening to his melodic tones is balm to her somewhat frayed nerves. Her eyes drop to the comforting hand covering hers.

"Worse than goodbyes I think is not being able to say goodbye at all. Not having closure is hard, worrying is hard." Her eyes meet his again unshed tears sparkling in their depths. " I only hope that he is well, that he is happy wherever he is...

I Was worried for you too..."

A small smile breaks out across her lovely face and she blushed prettily. "I am the consummate worry wart as everyone knows. Bluemoon? Do you like it there?

My writing it goeth not at the moment. Actually I have resumed one story so far and plan on continuing two with Ravenloft. have finished my move and once I have unpacked I plan to start writing properly again I think. I lost most of my writing partners and starting with a new one is daunting for me. I may however have a potential partner on a new site I think we may be a match, he loves descriptive writing and is a much more accomplished writer than I am so he can teach me much. Time will will tell...if he agrees to write with me I think I shall take the leap.."

Sitting her glass down she listens as he tells her of himself wanting more details but afraid to ask him. Not able to,stop herself she reaches up a slender finger to brush a lock of soft golden hair behind his elven ear, so beautiful...she thinks mesmerized running her soft finger gently down across its sensitive lobe.

Pulling her hand back as if burned she stammers out an answer to his question." I ... frankly do not know how I am. Surviving...I am a survivor right? Sad, lonely, alone. Happy I have moved, pleased that I finally cut the umbilical cord that tied me to Allain...Sick as you know...grateful that I still have some friends who visit me here on occasion."

Blushing she looks down at the fingers twisting in her lap. " I talk to much when I get going." Risking a glance from beneath her long lashes she asks,"Have you noticed that I am writing in third I usually write in first in my own spaces, how do you think I am doing? It feels so weird talking about me as if I am not here, but when in Rome ...I thought I would give it a go"

Not being able to help herself she begins to both laugh and cry, small mews of pain and amusement intermingled. He will think me daft' she thought unable to stop herself and simply not caring...

"Lack of closure just sucks. I've been there and no one enjoys it, at least I don't." he pats her hand softly. "You know you should not worry about me, Even if I do not drop in on lit, for I am known to come and go I almost always am on yahoo and am just a message away. If I miss you there I always respond... isn't that true?" He asks, hoping to reassure her. "I worry all the time too, especially how people will take the things I say. When they don't talk to me or something I too worry that I offended them. I used to do that to ex girlfriends all the time. Hell I used to worry if someone did not call me 5 minutes after they said they would I'd worry I did something wrong." he laughs at himself, "I just guess I dislike when people say they will do something and don't do it." he smiles here, "I did tell you I would stop by and visit you the next time I came to lit, and here I am."

He listens to her talk of her writing nodding as she speaks, "You should not shortchange your own abilities, I have read a bit of your work, I find you very descriptive and quite good. I have similar problems of worrying I am not good enough. Although I am slowly getting back into the swing of it and have seen improvement in my writing the more I write. Its nice when you have a partner that challenges you to do better. We really need to write together. We have talked about it a few times but have never had time to set something up. We should try to organize something sometime soon, if you'd like." here he smiles again. "There are many I've always wanted to write with, you are among those writers."

As she reaches out he shivers at the gentle touch, flashing her a shy smile. "Of course you are a surviver. You have gone through a lot in your life, and yet you still soldier on. That takes strength, I admire your strength..." he lets his hand squeeze hers again.

He looks back over her posts and laughs at himself, "You know, I didn't notice that. I guess I do now that you mention it. You are doing very well, you are a skilled writer Yeishia. I use third myself because its easier for me, I am more used to do it, and have never enjoyed first as much, but it would not bother me if you used first. Although I have enjoyed your descriptions so I would say you are doing well."

His lips turn down as she starts to laugh and cry. "What's wrong dear," he reaches out laying a hand on her arm. sliding it around her shoulder, pulling her against him, a friend offering her comfort, just as he is sure she would offer to him if their positions had been reversed.

 

[yeishia]

As he pulls her against him her sobs subside into giggles until with a final hiccup she falls silent simply enjoying his warmth trying to gather her thoughts.

"I am sorry I do not know why really ,the absurdity of calling me she, I prefer it in stories but here like this talking to you , she is me. The pain I am in in the real world maybe."

Looking up at him her eyes finely showing merriment she grins her expression pure devilment. "perhaps I am high on pain meds and antibiotics, perhaps I am simply a girl...worse still utterly nuts!"

In any event I needed both the laugh and the cry so no harm done except for maybe scaring a friend.

" thank you for coming Glad I would still like to write with you some day soon" I snuggle closer feeling a security I have not felt in a while..

 

[The_gladiator]

"Well then seriously refer to yourself as you see fit, you will not bother me either way." he strokes her hair as he holds her close. "Don't worry about the laugh and cry, and please." here he snorts, "You can't scare me away with just that, what kind of friend would I be if I ran off at the first sight of tears?" he chuckles and tickles herribs a little. Seriously don't be silly you. And perhaps the meds have something to do with it, but either way. you aren't bothering me."

He is glad to see her tears slow not that he minds holding a friend when she's sad, but it is nice to see her a bit happier.

 

[yeishia]

Pulling away slightly she smiled across at him.

" What sort of stories do you like? I must warn you that I am very rusty. I am thinking of limiting myself to not more than 5 and now that CG has decided he no longer wants to write with me it appears that I have one slot left."

She looked at him quizzically. "Not all appreciate my writing style , that real life comes before Lit nor the fact that I am a slow poster you know."