Immortal Love

He met her tongue with his own, taking in her taste, feeling her hand as it rested on his cheek. The kiss was better than the one they had shared in Greece, it was even better than anything he could ever have hoped or even dreamed for...it was like the kisses he had shared with his first love...only better
 
Breaking the kiss she shrank back a little. It was a little overwhelming and so very different than any kisses of the past. She bit her lip looking into his eyes her hand still on his cheek while her eyes searched his for what she didn't know exactly but she needed to see it.
 
He used both his hands to brush the hair from her face, cupping her face in his hands as he looked into her eyes. He could see a flock of emotions running through her eyes and the way they moved he knew she was searching for something, though he was not quite certain what.
 
I... I do not understand any of this. What is happening here... what was before... SO different and conflicting. I I do not know what to do what to think what to say.

She was shaking trying to make sense of the fact that this was not anything of what she knew. She was in a strange land with a man who confused her yet was always there for her and now seemed to truly want her and she was not sure what to make of it all.
 
He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him, comforting her,

"There is nothing more to say my dear. I feared to feel for you as I feared to lose you too."

He took her by her shoulders and held slightly away from him,

"I can't fight my feelings for you anymore. That is how it is banti"
 
These people... your people look at me much like those in... what did you call it when you found me... Paris. They will not accept this... us. Will they?

She bit her lip watching him a smile still on her face at his words she too had fallen for him but knew no reference to understand it.

I feel for you as well but what will we do if they refuse us?
 
"They do not know you or about you, you are a complete stranger in their land. Your own people looked at me the same wherever I went, from the furthest reaches of the desert to the loveliest castles, if I did not have the music with me, I would never have learned anything."

He brushed through the soft silk of her hair,

"They can not refuse us, nor can they refuse me. I am of a strong, royal family, here I can do as I wish and since you are here with me, my protection covers you as well as me."
 
She smiled closing her eyes briefly at the feel of his hand in her hair.

Do you think they will be accepting of my dancing like the other places we traveled were with your music?

She curled in against his chest a little relaxing some and smiling.
 
"I think it will be a shock to them, but you will first have to experience our music before you can decide about dancing. It's very deep and quite...let's say dark and slow."

He rested his chin on her head as he held her close to him once more
 
She snuggled close not wanting to let him go but whispered.

Perhaps later you can play some music from this place for me later.

Pulling back a little she leaned up to kiss him softly. Pressing closer still to him her leg wrapping around his slightly.
 
He responded to her kiss, to her body flush against his own. He felt the heat, the firmness and yet the yielding softness of her body, the very things that he had guarded against, it rose feelings inside him which he had warred with ever since he had first touched her, so many years ago. He held her slight form, his hands exploring the soft curves, the hollows and sensual rises of her body, feeling his own body responding to her own touch. The kiss grew more passionate, more passionate than any kiss they had ever shared. He allowed her to feel his emotions, his doubts, fears and yearnings, all conveyed through the kiss. When they did pull apart, he stroked the velvet of her hair as it tumbled down her back, his eyes looking into her own, he smiled slightly at her,

"I will play you the music."

He leaned down again, his lips seeking her own once more.
 
Hearing his words and their lips finding each other again she whimpered at the sensation of this passion from him. Curling against him more feeling his arms tense holding her so close and safe to him. She could not imagine this was all those fought feelings on his part and in truth on her part as well. She moved a hand to caress along his chest and up to rest on his cheek her other arm still hugging him close.
 
His hands found the small folds, creases and slits of the clothing, his touch intimate without being lewd, his motions experimental, touching and exploring her, finding the curves and hollows of her body as he held her close and secure to him, also allowing her to pull away should she choose to do so. Finally his fingers entangled in her hair, holding there as he enjoyed the sensation of her silky smoothness under his calloused hands.
 
She curled into the embrace as her hands moved to trail over his back as she moved her head to look into his eyes.

I... I want to know more... more of how this can be... there has to be more than I have known dwelling in my homeland and during those times away from you before.

Leaning close once more she pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
 
I returned her kiss and placed a hand in her hair, slowly running it through his fingers,

"What would you like to know?"
 
Everything...

She whispered.

All I have known in this world outside of what little affections we have shared was what you know... my time manipulated into a wife potential and my time back home in the Entertainment house.
 
He smiled down at her,

"Then you have much to learn."

He captured her lips with his own again, kissing her deeply, hungry for the taste of her. His hands slid over her body, drawing the warm, supple flesh against him. The clothing barriers for now, barriers that would not last long. When she was as tight against him as she could be, he raised his hands, one to flow through her silky locks, the other to gently stroke her cheek, her neck and back up to cup her cheek. He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth, teasing and tasting, allow her to adjust to the more tender side of these actions, actions she had experienced, but always forced upon her.
 
When he pressed deeper into the kiss she started to recoil with a wince more memory than anything but caught herself and remained pressed close to him her hand moved to rest against his chest and then her other hand moving to his cheek. her body relaxing just as quickly as she had tensed. A whimper fell from her lips as she continued to press against him and softly into the kiss as well now.
 
The kiss lasted long enough to strip him of breath and he had to break after a long moment to catch his breath and he smiled gently at her, leaning in to place gentle kisses on her jawline, slowly moving to her slender neck, tracing the soft lines, his mouth ending at her ear,

"So lovely"

He breathed softly in her ear, his lips sought her own again, kissing her deeply, but gently and unhurriedly, they had time
 
Again she briefly tensed her eyes closing tight for a moment till she forced herself to open her eyes and know that he was nothing like her past as she moved to slip her arms around his neck and shoulder. She smiled to him as he smiled.

Sinking into the kiss once more she was comforted by the calm slow relaxed pace they were taking and curled more into his warmth and embrace. She pressed into the kiss trying to force her mind to accept that this was nothing like the past and while terrifying that he would not hurt her.
 
He kept stroking her cheek, neck, back and arms, his fingers slowly stroking through the silken threads of her hair. He kissed her with a gentle passion, allowing her adjust to this, he could not begin to understand what went through her mind, but he did give her time to adjust, to feel and to experience what promises the evening held as they continued to gently kiss each other, hands slowly exploring each other's bodies.
 
Breaking the kiss she stared deep into his eyes her hand resting on his chest. A brief moment of reassurance before hugging him tight again. She had no words not that they needed any words in this moment she wanted to know it was different and he was the one she needed to show her that. Leaning up she pressed a kiss to his lips her other hand reaching to trace his cheek then slipping to join her other hand on his chest.
 
He held her close, taking in her smell, the heat from her supple body, it had been too long since he had felt the touch of a woman. All this time, locking himself away, now he rediscovered how it felt and he found that he had missed it a lot. His hands moved away from her, undid the fastenings of his shirt and slid it off, allowing her hands to touch the naked skin underneath. He cupped her face in his hands and pressed gentle kisses to her lips, not able to get enough of her warm, soft lips nor her taste.
 
Her hands not tracing over his bare chest she felt the soft kiss but it barely registered as she tried to focus on the fact that this moment was in a way hers as she was now able to caress and understand and share in tenderness. Tilting her head back to see into his eyes she smiled to him and curled against his chest resting her head over his heart hearing the beating of his heart and smiled.
 
He smiled as he gently ran his hands over her hair, his fingers sliding through the silken tresses down to her back. He watched her as she listened to his heart, felt her breath warm on his skin and he knew that he truly loved her, not just now, but ever since they spent that night in her bed, talking.
 
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