The Outlook

[Noon_Shadow]

He glances over at Ausus and then smiles, slipping over to her and sitting next to her for the moment. "Oh, I get mean, do I?" He grins and kisses his cheek.

"Whatever do you mean by that?" He smiles as he watches her, sipping on his beverage again.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

He glances over at Ausus and then smiles, slipping over to her and sitting next to her for the moment. "Oh, I get mean, do I?" He grins and kisses his cheek.

"Whatever do you mean by that?" He smiles as he watches her, sipping on his beverage again.

A soft smile over at him
You know how I love to push.

Gets up and stretches lightly Night, you very sexy man. saunters to his side and kisses him lightly before heading up to my bed.

 

[dragonrazor]

*comes in, getting something cold for his glass and for his quickly developing fever, almost but not quite mirroring his niece's fever*

 

[angelkissez]

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*slides into the Outlook..keepig to the shadows as I find a spot on a soft cushy couch and recline back..sipping my wine as the beautiful floods around me

 

[dragonrazor]

*slips in quietly after having watched a very confusing but very good Chinese movie that he can't remember the title of*

 

[angelkissez]

*waves to DragonRazor

How are you feeling today? Any better?

 

[dragonrazor]

*waves to DragonRazor

How are you feeling today? Any better?

Still bored and wishing for posting. Other than that, not much. The movie I just finished watching was called The Storm Warriors.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Setting up for the nighshift she creates her altar...

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and makes herself presentable..

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Drinks anyone?

 

[Britwitch]

Walks up from the beach, bare feet pad silently up the steps, dark curls dancing in the seabreeze while her dress moves similarly around her bare legs. Looking to see if anyone is around at this time...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Spots a witch arriving on unclad feet. The way feet should be.

"Hi Brit, nice to see you." She offers a drink, unrequested.. assuming she knows what a witch would like. It is shallow, served in a snifter and appears to be moonlight captured in liquid crystal. It smell of lotus.

 

[Britwitch]

"Hello, its nice to be seen..." She smiles at the voice, a smile that grows a little shy as eyes meet, and takes the offered drink, taking a small inhale of the scent before sipping. Blue eyes sparkle in approval as more is sipped. "Delicious, thank you...and how are you...?"

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel giggles as memories of the previous night surface "Exhausted.. deliciously exhausted. I'll never look at a vibrator in quite the same way again"

I step close and offer a nuzzle as is the custom among the fae.. first one cheek and then the next, before stepping back.

 

[Britwitch]

Her skin is unbelievably soft as she presses and rubs her cheeks against mine. It's nigh impossible to resist the urge to tip my head towards the warmth in the process, so I do.

I offer a kiss to her cheek as is my own greeting of choice. She smells of fresh air and absinthe and something indescribable...something magical...

"Sounds like a very pleasant way to spend an evening..." I reply quietly, sipping a little more of the delicious concoction.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

I offer my hand to the witch and if allowed, lead her to the couch "Come sit with me, the stars are amazing tonight"

An ocean breeze cool with the nights air caresses and swirls about us, urging closeness for warmth.

 

[Britwitch]

I take the offered hand, sitting beside her, close beside her, drawing my knees up and causing blue fabric to tumble down my thighs and pool around my waist.
Leaning a little closer as I look up at the sparkling jewels that decorate the night sky.
"It's beautiful...isn't it..."
Half aware my hand is still holding hers.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

I smile at her closeness. I watch the starlight play off her skin. Not many can see starlight amidst the rooms glows, but to me, it is as bright as day.

"See those two?" I point up, indicating two small points. Both of them are set in space, only blackness between them. They look like any other two starts amongst millions.

"Those are the lovers. Separated by time and space, yet among my people there is a legend that beyond what we can see there is a nebula, a giant cloud of colored gas held in place by forces we do not understand yet. Those two are at the farthest edge on either side of the nebula and are bound inextricably to it.

Our memory goes back almost as far as time itself and our stories tell about when they were together, orbiting each other. It was the time of creation then and it was their love that made everything you see.

At the end of time, when nature has taken her full course, they will again be together, orbiting... each dancing with the other and illuminating the nothingness with the hope of union."

 

[Britwitch]

I follow her finger, spying two small stars flickering up above. As I listen to her story I feel the strange combination of my heart racing at such romance and aching at the sadness within the tale. To be so close and yet so very far...to have to wait an eternity to be with the one you love but knowing you would wait a thousand lifetimes if it meant being with that certain someone.

"That's a lovely story...sad, but lovely..." I whisper as if worried to speak louder would somehow ruin the magic of the moment. I let my eyes wander across the heavens. So many stars, so many stories and legends...so much simple beauty, it's breathtaking.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

I follow her finger, spying two small stars flickering up above. As I listen to her story I feel the strange combination of my heart racing at such romance and aching at the sadness within the tale. To be so close and yet so very far...to have to wait an eternity to be with the one you love but knowing you would wait a thousand lifetimes if it meant being with that certain someone.

"That's a lovely story...sad, but lovely..." I whisper as if worried to speak louder would somehow ruin the magic of the moment. I let my eyes wander across the heavens. So many stars, so many stories and legends...so much simple beauty, it's breathtaking.

"Isnt that the price for immortality? It is the stories of infinite beauty and deep sadness that catch us."

I nuzzle now.. snuggling up as much as allowed. My lips find neck and cheek. Nothing intense, soft and gentle as the wind.

"I'm always fascinated by your human constellations, making pictures. For us, each star is unique, each with her or his own story. Sometimes their lives are written in the sky, but only in terms of the others they have affected."

 

[Britwitch]

"I suppose you are right..." My arm steals around her shoulders, drawing her closer, sighing at the soft, almost sweet, nuzzling. Thumb stroking her upper arm, cheek resting on her head.

"And it is very human, constellations I mean, we insist on trying to find order in what we perceive to be chaos...making pictures to try to make things make sense..." I smile up at the night sky and giggle. "We're simple creatures really."

 

[Drunken_Angel]

"I suppose you are right..." My arm steals around her shoulders, drawing her closer, sighing at the soft, almost sweet, nuzzling. Thumb stroking her upper arm, cheek resting on her head.

"And it is very human, constellations I mean, we insist on trying to find order in what we perceive to be chaos...making pictures to try to make things make sense..." I smile up at the night sky and giggle. "We're simple creatures really."

Angel giggles at this. It is the sound of bells in the wind. "hardly simple. It is because you are so complicated that you strive to see everything simple terms. You want what you cannot have.

Fae are easy. Give me absinthe.. kisses.. sex and I am happy, satiated and complete. It is you humans who are the mystery.

As I talk, my tiny mouth makes a meal of your ear.. tasting. nibbling.... sucking the night air past it with a gentle woosh.

 

[Britwitch]

Finding it harder and harder to sit still as my ear tingles at her touch. Fidgeting beside her, arm pulling her ever so slightly closer. Words spoken a little more huskily than before.

"I don't think I'm that complicated...although there are times I want what I probably shouldn't have..."
Fingers rising to stroke up the back of her neck and then higher into her hair, massaging her scalp.

"...and kisses and sex...I don't it's only Fae who find such things satisfying..."

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Finding it harder and harder to sit still as my ear tingles at her touch. Fidgeting beside her, arm pulling her ever so slightly closer. Words spoken a little more huskily than before.

"I don't think I'm that complicated...although there are times I want what I probably shouldn't have..."
Fingers rising to stroke up the back of her neck and then higher into her hair, massaging her scalp.

"...and kisses and sex...I don't it's only Fae who find such things satisfying..."

I pull back, suddenly fascinated. Trapped by her words.

"You don't find kissing and sexing satisfying?"

 

[Britwitch]

I smile and lean forward to kiss her cheek, lips catching hers just in the corner.
"Of course I do...I think you misheard me...I said I don't think it's only Fae who find them so..."

Another kiss, this one definitely on her lips. Slow, lingering, warm.
"After all, who wouldn't find such things satisfying...?"

Although I think in this case...it could be a little more so..."

Hand rising to cup her cheek, drawing her closer, a longer kiss, tongue sneaking out to stroke, to taste.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

I smile and lean forward to kiss her cheek, lips catching hers just in the corner.
"Of course I do...I think you misheard me...I said I don't think it's only Fae who find them so..."

Another kiss, this one definitely on her lips. Slow, lingering, warm.
"After all, who wouldn't find such things satisfying...?"

Although I think in this case...it could be a little more so..."

Hand rising to cup her cheek, drawing her closer, a longer kiss, tongue sneaking out to stroke, to taste.

I hush now, with her answer all is right with the world. Switching languages, I turn to the one that both humans and fae can understand.. one whose meaning is held between lovers and is constantly shifting according to taste and touch.

Hand touches.. warmth caresses and a small jade tongue finds a large human one. Two essences twining in the simple act of kissing.

 

[Britwitch]

A sigh.
Warm breath escaping between lips softly joining, curling up into the night in delicate wisps of steam.
Thumb stroking her cheek while the other hand rises back into her hair, massaging her scalp, gently pulling and stroking through her locks.
Kisses are divine when shared like this.