Daydream_weaver's Refuge

[Daydream_weaver]

*The sharpness of her nails on my skin, her teeth teasing, has my back bowing to press my body up to hers. I hear her words and shake my head slowly, eyes tightly shut.

What do I need? With her body against mine, her teeth and nails working her magic, what else could I need...but more. To feel the sting, the heat, the freedom of being under her hand. I need to feel her take her pleasure in my body, need to feel her possession.

My body twists beneath her again at my own thoughts. My hands gripping her shoulders before I can stop myself, my hunger for her making me wreckless*

I need you, my Luna...take me, guide me...my body and pleasure are in your hands...

 

[Daydream_weaver]

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*The afternoon sun calls me to the woods. It is far to lovely to stay indoors. With a small pack on my back, my arms and legs left bare by the shorts and tank top I wear I set out to wander through the trees. The breeze toys with my hair, blowing strands from my ponytail across my face.

My steps are sure. I know where I am heading though I take a meandering path. There's no rush. Through the trees, where no trail leads, eventually I will find what I seek. A large flat stone, the sides covered with moss. Once, perhaps, it stood in a clearing. The trees kept back so that the sun and the moon could shine down on it. Now the woods have reclaimed the clearing, but the stone still stands.

There is a feeling of peace here, almost of sacredness. A oneness that fills me and welcomes me.

Reaching my destination I stand for a moment in thought. Each time I come here I feel the urge to take my place on the flat surface of the rock. A willing offering.

I let my pack slip from my back and absently draw a small ground cloth from it. This I spread on the grass and leaves beside the rock. Someday perhaps I will follow the urge, the invitation, to lay upon the surface. Someday when I know who or what I would be offering myself to. For now though I make myself comfortable on the ground, my back leaning against the mossy side of the rock.

From my pack I remove a small bottle of liquid, dark and sweet. It is not wine, but it is more than just fruit juice. It is something in between. Next I remove a bag containing a large cluster of red grapes, a few slices of pale yellow cheese and a hunk of soft bread. Tearing off a chunk of the bread I turn and, rising to my knees, place the bread at the center of the rock. I open the bottle and carefully pour a measure of the dark liquid onto the bread, just enough to soak in. Beside this I lay a slice of cheese and a sprig of grapes.

With a smile I settle myself back on the ground and remove my leather bound book and pen from my pack. I am happy...content...and inspired.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

Wanders among the trees, finding solitude in the deep forest.. I smile and inhale the scent of the woods, taking pleasure in the gentle breeze rifling the leaves overhead. Though I do not know this place, all forests feel like home to me.. much as if I were held in a tender embrace by Mother herself.

I trace my fingers along the rough edged bark of a nearby oak tree.. before sitting and leaning against it. I can almost feel the pulse of life beating in the sturdy tree against my back.. as the essence of life emanates throughout the forest.. I smile and relax.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

I hear the soft whisper of the woods around me, feel the change in the wind. Another has come, seeking the peace of the quiet wood. Perhaps I will have a visitor soon.

I smile and turn back to my scribing. Evening will come soon and the light will be too dim to see my own words.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

As I lean against the tree, my thoughts drift amid the embrace of the woods. Feeling engulfed by the serenity of the shaded grove, a shift in the wind leads the faint scent of another not far away.

The scent vaguely familar, I stand languidly and decide to go seek the other in the woods..

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Tucking my book and pen away in my bag I sit quietly listening to the sounds of night falling. The birds sing their good night songs, the leaves rustle and the breeze sighs.

I feel the presence nearby and watch the woods around me, waiting, knowing she comes*

 

[Rumorhasit13]

A cool damp breeze, sifts through the woods.. bringing with it the scent of night. The sun is all but extinguished in the sky, leaving deep blues and purples overhead. I smile as I come across DW, leaning against a mossy stone. She looks taken with the beautiful scene around her..

"Hello there.."

I speak softly and smile, as not to disturb her or the tranquility around us.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

Hello, Rumor...
*The low murmur of my voice drifts on the breeze, meshing well with the other night sounds. I watch her approach, the darkness no hinderance to my sight as I smile up at her*...lovely evening for a walk.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

"Indeed.. it is. These woods.. are breathtakingly beautiful."

I say, still softly, grinning at her. I look towards the sky, noting the final songs of the birds, as the bats come out to play. Gesturing towards her, I ask

"Mind if sit with you for awhile?"

 

[Daydream_weaver]

Please...be my guest. *Indicating the space beside me on the ground cover I stretch my legs out in front of me, my back against the soft moss growing on the rock*

This is one of my favorite times. That between time when day fades and night takes over. I often enjoy it from the deck of my cabin, but there are times I just need to be out here in the wood where it is more free.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

Sitting down next to her, I stretch out a leg, while resting an arm on the other. I nod my agreement to her words.

"It is one of my favorite times as well.. the transitional period of dusk. I enjoy watching the sun and moon at the changing-of-the-guard.."

I smile and lean back.

"What have you been up to this fine night?"

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Smiling I nod at her change of the guard analogy, often thinking of it the same way myself. I turn my head toward her in the dark, her company relaxing and welcome*

I am enjoying a rather quiet evening...just doing a little work on a project of mine. *I nudge my pack containing my book and shrug one shoulder slightly. I give her a quick grin, leaning toward her* And what of you? Apart from stalking through the woods?

 

[Rumorhasit13]

I smile and gesture towards the direction from which I came..

"I enjoy random treks through the woods.. especially woods of which I'm not familar at times. Sometimes I feel called to the earth to enjoy her natural splendor.."

Feeling further relaxed, I lean into her slightly indicating her pack..

"What sort of project are you working on?"

 

[Daydream_weaver]

That is why I have my refuge here, tucked away. I can hear the world around me better.

*Feeling her warmth as she leans closer I smile, thinking of my new preoccupation*

Just a little entertainment for myself...actually, our conversation the other night inspired me. I am writing about a succubus who targets women but makes a mistake and is captured and becomes the woman's slave. I hope you don't mind...it's not for a thread here, just for my own pleasure.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

"Oh have you now?"

I grin at her, intrigued.. As I let my fingers just barely trace the back of her hand, I turn towards her.

"And how is that going? Your ideas concerning that were looking to be very captivating indeed.."

 

[Daydream_weaver]

I started just letting it play through my mind for...um...other reasons. *my lips curve in a slow smile and I turn my hand so her fingers slide over my palm* But it became necessary to put it down in a more permanent way. The idea of capturing such a creature and having it at beck and call was too good to leave alone.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

Nods and smiles, my fingers stroking along her palm lightly..

"I certainly can understand that.. thoughts of a succubus at one's beck and call, have certainly invaded my thoughts as well.. Just to imagine every sort of scenario one could play out, given the opportunity with one.."

Reminsicing on past fantasies a small smirk plays upon my face.. as I gently squeeze her hand, before letting the back of my nails stroke along her inner arm.

"Have you written much yet?"

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Going still I watch her hand, feel the light scratch of her nails. A small shiver runs up my spine, goosebumps racing along my my arm. My voice goes softer in the darkness as I look up at her*

I only began writing this evening, so I am not very far along. I am setting the basic scene. The woman hearing rumors, bits of overheard conversations of other women who have been victim to the succubus. She is beginning to plan her trap.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

Noticing the slight shiver running through DW.. the tips of my fingers gently stroke along her arm one last time, before I slowly interlace my fingers with hers..

"Hmmm.. I think I will like your protagonist.. *smiles* I do hope that I will perhaps be allowed to read the fruits of your labors some day."

I bring her hand to my lips and kiss the back of her hand softly..

"Are you cold? I could put an arm around you if you are.."

 

[Daydream_weaver]

I think it would only be fair to let you read the finished product, it was from your idea that mine came. It would still make for an interesting thread as well if you wanted to use it after all...

*My words trail off at the press of her lips to my skin. I can't help smiling and moving closer to her*

I am not cold...but I would not mind if you put your arm around me...

 

[Rumorhasit13]

"I would enjoy that.. and I'm glad I had any part in your inspiration.. it sounds as if it will be quite an intriguing read.. I may still use it for a thread.. *smiles* Depending on if I find someone who will enjoy it as much as you or I.."

Smiles at her consent, and gently wraps an arm around her shoulder.. Enjoying the feel of her body pressed against mine, my free hand continues to trail soft lines along her arm with the tips of my fingers.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Settling comfortably against her side I rest my arm along her thigh, feeling her warmth. Without thinking I cuddle closer, not cold but drawn, my eyes still watching the movement of her hand*

Perhaps, if you do decide to use it, and cannot find someone who you would like to write with...we might consider writing it together.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

"Mmm.. that sounds like a very intriguing arrangement.. I could enjoy that very much.."

I smile as she moves closer to me, relishing the feeling of her body against mine, as my arm around her shoulder gently trails through her hair.. softly massaging..

 

[Daydream_weaver]

I think... *turning my hand so my palm rests on her thigh, my fingers tracing light circles* ...I think, we could work well together..

*I turn toward her, my eyes a glimmer in the dark, my face close enough that my breath is warm against her cheek*...if you wanted.

 

[Rumorhasit13]

My eyes watch her fingers, as a the soft touch illicits a powerful response throughout my body..

"I think.."

As she turns towards me, I gently take her chin between my thumb and forefinger and I stare into her eyes only a moment before leaning in and softly brushing my lips against hers.. my other hand, softly stroking her cheek.

"... you're right about that."