We are Reborn (Closed)

[RLA68]

He was eventually pounding in and out it was all a flurry of lust driven movement. He was labored in his breathing but he pumped at full tilt until four distinct hard strokes in and out occurred then he arched his back and flexed every muscle in his body.
“OH YES YES.” He said in almost a deliriously happy cry. He let the manseed flow from his host. He collapsed next to her and kissed her cheek.

“That was incredible my love.” He groaned while working to recover.

He looked at her for a moment as his breathing was almost normal.
"What do you suggest as our next move to help our hosts?" he inquired.

 

[Asa]

Yes my love yes

She gasped her hosts body trembling and shaking at the intensity of the orgasm. Her eye closed as she smiled contentedly.

I do not know what we should do to help them. He is willing to help her perhaps any parchment they run across we should help them understand little bits and pieces of it and take little steps making them think they have solved things and maybe guide them to eventually tell the other how they feel?

 

[RLA68]

He nods and leaves the bedroom. He goes into his bedroom and lays down then relinquishes control to the host. Michael West awakes. He hops out of bed and goes to the bedroom occupied by Samira.

Questions were running rampant as to how and where and why for so many things. He knocked at her door.
“Samira? Are you okay? I had a strange dream…at least I figure it as a dream.” He said outside her door.

 

[Asa]

Samira was curled deep in the covers in a strange dream as well. Hearing the door she awoke with a start.

Michael? Is everything alright?

 

[RLA68]

Michael opens her door slowly.
“That is what I was going to ask you Samira.” He says walking over and sitting on her bed.

“Another strange dream.” He states and looks into her eyes.

 

[Asa]

She bit her lip looking at him... pulling the covers up around her.

What sort of dream Michael?

She sat there her hair falling over one shoulder a concerned look on her face as she got lost in his.

 

[RLA68]

“What kind of dream? Well…it looked like you and I. But it wasn’t us.” He said and paused.

“They had known each other for a long time….they were deeply in love.” He said and his hand slipped under a cover feeling her smooth leg as he looked into her eyes.

“They made passionate love…it was dangerous for some reason but they couldn’t resist….she…was….so…you…are….so….beautiful…” he says and words trail off as he leans in and kisses her. The first kiss short then the second with passion.

 

[Asa]

She bit her lip feeling his hand on her leg and watched his eyes listening intently to what he said. She closed her eyes with a whimper at the first kiss though her lips unconsciously parted pressing into the second kiss. The sensation triggered something in her mind... the kiss while feeling like it lasted forever once it did break she spoke...

They are conscious... within us but conscious of themselves... When we got here I sat on the couch and yet now I am now here in my room half dressed for bed. They used our bodies... We are... little more than "cars" to them... at least that one time...

She shook her head...

No... its not possible... did they use us to...

She looked to him biting her lip confused and a little scared for the first time in a while.

 

[RLA68]

“They live within us. We have our identities but we share their souls...the Priestess and the General. They only wish to live and feel from time to time.” He responds and pulls back her covers a bit.

“We are much more than cars for them. They are awakening to become one with us.” He adds looking her in the eye.

 

[Asa]

So that we will know what happened to them...

She sat there watching his eyes confused and... comforted.

What do we do? Will thy just solve this little mystery for us or will they make us figure it out?

 

[RLA68]

“Samira…we will be tasked to figure it out. They can only give us clues a little here and there.” He replies.

“What we know so far….they were deep in love. He was general of an opposing army. They killed her in front of him…according to my dreams. They killed him, so he was betrayed.” He adds taking her hands.

 

[Asa]

Yes but who buried his armor and weapons with her?

She looked deep into his eyes the priestess tried to guide her to reach a hand to his cheek or hand but she was so independent and set in the not mixing work and romance she resisted intently it was bad enough in her mind that she had pressed into the kiss she had to maintain decorum and a professional distance.

 

[RLA68]

“I would imagine either her servants loyal to her or maybe soldiers loyal to him. I think the real question is…” he said and paused.

“Why is their spirit with us….why do we feel their soul is shared with us? What are we to do much less do for them going forward?” He said looked deep into her eye.

 

[Asa]

Their lives mirror ours... unknown orphans... found placed in professions or led to professions that would help them... and their tragedy not be forgotten.

Maybe we are them and this new life is just a dream.

She moved to reach for a robe so she could slip from the bed. This close to him and here on a bed was a bit more of a distraction than she liked.

 

[RLA68]

“To what extent are we them…if you say we mirror them?” he says and moves from his seated position.

“We are them? This is not a dream….our visions of them are the dream Samira.” He said and wrapped his arms her from behind as she was getting a robe.

“Their tragedy won’t be forgotten but what else is this all about.” He asks in a whisper kissing her naked shoulder then neck before an embrace with her lips.

 

[Asa]

She tried to get away from his affections and his embrace. It was her turn to be panicked and worried about her mind.

We... we can't be them... its just their ghosts trying to use us... I...

She whimpered as his lips found hers again. Her eyes closing as she still tried half heartedly to push him away.

 

[RLA68]

“No I don’t think the ghosts…not their spirits….I desire you.” He states laying her down gently on her back kissing her lips and then her neck.

“We are meant to be together Samira.” He adds still kissing her.

 

[Asa]

How... how do you know it is not his feelings for her clouding your mind...

She shook her head trying to regain her own sanity and professional attitude towards this strangely intoxicating American.

 

[RLA68]

He stopped for a moment and listened to her.
“How do I know it is not the general’s feelings for her clouding my mind.” He repeats from what she says. He moves off of her.

“Samira…I have no idea anymore what is me and what is him. It is why I am resigning come morning as head of this security detail. I will stay on to help you with this….but I am not sure what you expect find more for what this…is.” He states and grabs a robe and hands to her.

"I am attracted to you...but likely the general enhanced my emotions." He adds somberly.

 

[Asa]

She finally does something she had not done in a very long time. She began weeping. She was confused and scared and she was not comfortable with that feeling at all.

If you resign they will send you away... we will be no different than the Priestess and the General. Separated by forces beyond our control. I don't know how to get my government to keep you on my crew without you being on your crew.

We... we can't do that to them...

 

[RLA68]

“Samira…I am sorry. I just feel my sanity is slipping here. I am lost as to what to do next. I am not sure half the time if it is me or the general.” He states somberly.

“I don’t know what you or anyone wants of me.” He adds with a tear running down his cheek.

 

[Asa]

I want you to stay... to help me... the help me help them... We have to find a way to help them find the peace and rest they never got in their lives...to tell the world their story...

She looked up to him her slender form was trembling as she reached a hand to him.

 

[RLA68]

He reached out and took her hand.
“I want to help Samira. I don’t understand how we can help them find peace.” He states confused.

“At this point will it matter to uncover the real story here? This was an ancient culture long ago that may not be totally forgotten but any conspiracies would become foot notes in a history book. We are not talking about say the American Kennedy assassinations in the 60’s…even those are barely relevant with no one alive that was a part of the conspiracy. Do you see where I am coming from?” He asks genuinely.

"My primary question then is why us?" he adds.

 

[Asa]

I think we are them.. a... maybe a piece of their souls are our souls...

I can't do this without you and Maybe its because of him being within you but I trust you and she trusts him... I can't do this without you being the one I deal with. You can't resign... promise me...

She acted perhaps it was the priestess guiding her or just survival instinct but she kissed him... intently a kiss revealing her fear and confusion and need to have him there with her helping her.

 

[RLA68]

He kisses her back but then steps back.
“I am here for you then. I won’t resign but I will need your strength…I fear I am losing my mind through this. I promise not to resign but I still am having trouble with what everything means and what we need to do.” He states somberly.

“Sometimes I feel I am watching a movie or something except it is me doing the acts but it I not me…it is just so confusing. If we are them…does that mean they will ever leave and be in peace or do we integrate with them? These are complex thoughts Samira.” He says and sighs as he sits on the bed.