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Current Mood: jealous
Current Location: her bedroom, manor

Log; Complete

When; A couple days ago, after moving in
Rating; NC-17 for some HET action.
Characters; Alessa

alessalearnt and Xulchibara

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Summary; Alessa & Xulchibara talk and have some alone time.
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Moonlight filtered through the small windows of Alessa's bedroom, the candles placed strategically around the room casting watchful shadows on the walls. Alessa was idly putting Henry's belongings away for lack of better things to do. He was out, on some kind of errand for Xulchibara. It was strange, having a prophecy she had been raised hearing coming to life. Never in a million years would she have thought that she, of all people, would be God's mother! The whole thing was so surreal, but she somehow was accepting it. She had seen God herself, had heard God call her mother! How could she doubt her destiny after that?

Placing a dress shirt within the wooden wardrobe, Alessa closed it with a sigh. She was happy with her life.....most of it, anyway. She loved Henry, and couldn't ask for more, but.....she was jealous of Vincent. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that the entire reason she didn't get on good terms with Vincent was because of Xulchibara's newfound affections for him. She did not hate Vincent, per se. It was more a feeling of envy than anything. She was so used to having her patron god dote upon her and spend time with her and only her that she hadn't learned how to share just yet. So although she was happy and content with her newfound life, she felt dissatisfied in a way that bothered her....there was a gap only Xulchibara could fill and it was slowly growing larger.

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Shadow...she knew him well, and what he prefferred in regard to environment.

...Or perhaps this preference had simply rubbed off on her too?

Regardless the very object of her thoughts lay sprawled somewhat across the ornate bed watching her with dancing amusement in his eyes.

With the reacclimation to this new form, and the completly unplanned connection formed when God, Reed, and Serpent had touched, much of the chaotic swirling in said eyes may have become less like a dizzying miasma of flame, and more a slow burn of odd color.

They watched her, hawklike, with a deep yellpw tinge...the color of sharp wine, and the warmth of candle flame reflected on soft planes of skin.

".....You are so beautiful...even when you have that tiny line of a frown on your brow" he teased, with a mild catlike stretch.

Alessa whirled around, startled. She supposed she shouldn't be surprised; her thoughts weren't guarded at all, so there was no reason why he couldn't hear them, but...

"...thank you," she murmured, inclining her head towards him in a respective gesture, unable to say anything more due to his current form and position. Something foreign stirred deep within her at that sight, but she ignored it, afraid of what it might imply.

"This place is beautiful," she managed to say, straightening her navy blue dress out of idle habit. ....you could hear me, couldn't you? Alessa asked silently, her mental powers reaching out to him. This was their favorite way of speaking, and without the presence of others, they didn't have to worry about leaving others out.

She crossed the room to sit on the edge of the bed, and forced her eyes to stay on his face. She had already glimpsed what laid below that, and looking at his perfect figure was only making those strange feelings stronger. If she kept eye contact, she could keep herself under control.

He smiled a mildly cruel grin, and held her blue eyes.

Lazily, he reached for her free hand, but moved slowly as he always did with her, as one would with a skittish animal, and dropped all pretense of humanity in either of his 'voices'.

YeS...

A little muoue of mock-hurt dampened the smile on his features.

YoU ArE jEaLoUs..BuT WhY? YoU HaVe AlWaYs BeEn ThE OnE To PuT ThAt PaRtIcUlAr WaLl BetWeEn Us

His hand found hers, his slender fingers laced with hers, and subtly coaxed her closer.
A tiny, but oh so warm voice whispered sinuously in the back of her mind; too far away...much too far...come closer, and touchhh

I HaVe NeVeR MaDe A SeCrEt Of My LoVe...AnD YoU hAvE AlWaYs BeEn BeAuTiFuL To ME....EvEn WhEn YoU CoUlD NoT SeE YoUrSeLf ThUs...

Yellow turned to molten gold and flared out with a toungue of heat.
Heat that travelled from those burning eyes, down through thier connected hands, to push, and stroke itself against the deep, and secret places inside of her.

Alessa listened to that voice in the back of her mind, although she could not say exactly why. But the need to be close to the Red One was overwhelming, and so she leant forward, getting close enough so that if she moved any further, she would be practically on top of him. The symbol on her forehead flared to life, and that sweet familiar burn filled her senses as he touched her hand.

Emotion struck her as he told her he found her beautiful...even with her burns. That statement meant more to her than anything else he had ever said. She had hated herself as much as she hated the people that had done that to her. Now she knew better. Now...

I know, she answered. I was always such a timid girl...scared. Afraid....but....but now...

Blue eyes widened and a small gasp passed her lips as that funny feeling grew more at the god's urging. That was something she had never experienced before, and she couldn't - didn't want to - ignore it anymore. It felt nice, like when Henry kissed her, but much, much more powerful.

What...? she wondered.

Before she could think too hard about what she was doing, or rather start to question it, the God's free hand came up to first push her hair back, then cup her cheek gently, as he had done often in the past.

This time, however, he drew her down, down, until he could close his mouth over hers.

With the increase in contact, came the increase in sensation.
Heated ice pressed in on her, sought entrance to her mind, her mental restraints that had held him at arms length for so very long.

Twined fingers allowed him to draw her hand closer. Close enough to touch, should she be so inclined.

....With no one...no one, else did he show so much retraint. His beautiful girl, his passionate Fury had been a long and often frustrating ( though never dull) in her chase.

The truth? That which he allowed her to see in the roaring maelstrom of his consciousness?

...He wanted that touch. Wanted her to take that last little step as he wanted little else in his long existence.
Vincent was a toy...a poor substitute for the Red God to take his frustration out on.

...Vincent was being groomed to become Xulchilbara's prophet, pet, and companion where the God knew he must give up so much of his place in Alessa's heart.

He didn't begrudge this loss of her affection.
It was a necessity in order for love to gorw...the love of mortal to mortal...the love that would bring about paradise.

The whispering became more ardent, and in a tiny flare of desperation, it merged with the voice of the God to forma single word...

pLEaSe...

Fire pierced her senses as their lips touched, and before, when she would only allow him to kiss her lips, she found that she was kissing back, and her hand pressed upon the center of his chest, the skin beneath her seeming to roar like the flames of a fireplace. The fire that had burnt her was painful, but this....this was something that felt right. This fire was different, this fire was intoxicating.

She could feel him wanting her to open up herself wholly to him. Always, for the past nine years, she had kept herself guarded, safe. But hadn't God Herself told Alessa it was okay now? That there was no reason to be afraid? And Xulchibara was asking her to give him that which she had always refused him, what had frightened her so.

....She loved Xulchibara, though. She loved him even more than she loved Henry, if that were possible. The whole love issue was confusing, but....it was time for her to let go. Time for her to open up. Time to let the heat burn her in a new, better way.

She was nervous, of course, but cast away all mental guards regardless. Yes, she whispered in response. Yes.

A deep reverberating growl was all the answer, and warning, she recieved.

With her permission gained, all pretense of restraint died a swift death.
Between one breath and the next, his arm was around her waist, lifting her over and across him to pin her beneath on the opposing side, though his mouth never released hers.

Her hands he left free, but born down by his larger stature and weight, she was effectively pinned all the same.
One knee pressed between her thighs, while hands hungirly reached for her.

Another growl of irritation at the barrier of her dress, and he reached for the hem.
One hand found her bared thigh beneath, while the other's blade-edged nails cut the buttons from her collar down.

Once gaining greater access to her, his touch gentled, and he shivered when one hand touched the soft skin of her breast.
YoU..ArE..GlOrIuS..

The other, having met her hip, now pushed at the waistband of her panties, seeking greater still access.

Alessa began trembling all over, the overwhelming sensations and the whole situation foreign to her. Her cheeks flushed at his compliment, and she gave him a shy smile. ...Thank you. You are too...

And he was. Xulchibara was a god for a reason, and he had definitely chosen a pleasing form to Alessa's (and anyone else's) eyes. He was the embodiment of the primal urges of humankind, and only now could she fully understand the burning that she had always seen in his eyes. She knew he had been holding back because of her, and what had happened with Colin, that he didn't want to frighten her.

Colin....

She could feel a memory long suppressed, the ones that only came in the dark hours of the night in the form of nightmares slowly inching its way forward, but before she could really remember it, a draft of wind seeming to come from nowhere flickered the candles of the room. Upon that wind carried a whisper; a whisper that belonged to that voice that she had heard in her vision, the voice of God. "....we were put on this earth to feel joy. Do not be afraid..." Hands that were not her own or Xulchibara's seemed to reach in her mind and yank the suppressed traumatic memories back where they belonged, far, far out of reach.

Alessa reached up to touch her god's face, slowly exploring the contours there, carressing his cheek slowly before moving to the back of his neck and playing with the dark hair there, while the other was tentatively touching his back. Her eyes lingered on his chest, his face. He was beautiful.

Instinctively, she knew that although this was both of their needs to be fulfilled in the only way the other could offer, it was also a lesson. Xulchibara was teaching her, and a part of her was becoming feverish in delight at this experience.

After so logn denied it was an instinctual first reaction to take the oppurtunity as it presented itself before she could question; before her fears rose up and pushed him away...

...But those fears did not come.

A stirring of wind...or rather the memory of summer wind made him pause and study her when her eyes lost focus and turned inward.
He knew what she saw...but only as a piece of purity, like an unfocused lense he saw in her mind a hazy recollection, but no detail.

A part of him wanted so much to see his own creator...his mother.
..But all things in good time. He had waited millenia, a little longer was of no consequence.

One hand traced her contours. The curves and hollows of her own new form just as she explored his.
Touches, and light caresses along her breasts, thenfollowing the lines of her down to her belly, her sides, and finally; fingers returned to twine in her hair.

Thus distracted, she seemed to barely notice the opposing hand as it pushed beneath the thin layer of cotton; her last barrier of clothing.

She squrimed a little, and a smile played along his lips as he leaned down to place an achingly tender kiss on her lips.
Drawing away, he studied her shining eyes, and miraculously saw no fear.
The smile started small, then spread to encompass a manic expression of joy, of relief, of victory.

I LoVe YoU He 'said'.....

....And pushed into her with fingers and mind alike.

She had never allowed him so far within her conscious thoughts, and the rush of a connection far deeper and more intimate than the physical can achieve caused him to react physically with a hiss.
She felt wonderful, intoxicating...her rage matched him, called to him.
Her anger, and adamancy for truth and to protect the true innocents excited, and enticed him.
In return the whirling maelstrom of his own consciousness pushed into her, consumed and yet held her fast.
Where she felt rage, ecstasy, pain, and desire, he was the very embodiment of these things.
Even the love she carried for Henry echoed a call and response inside of him, though the matching love was not something easily explained.
All-consuming, all-encompassing, timeless, fearless; it was all of these things, but both more and less than any of them.

Fingers withdrew from her body, and pushed again. An imitation of penetration, that mirrored the same essence of merging that his mind pushed into hers.
She accepted and embraced his invasion of her thoughts, emotions, and memories, and that was what forced a strangely organic, but inhuman moan from him.

...He had craved this for so very long, and now having it felt that, in a way, he would not be able to make this last.
She felt too exquisite, and he was too aroused...

Blue eyes softened when the god told her he loved her. She knew it was true, that he loved her in his own way, which could be viewed as confusing and strange to others. But he loved her. She knew that even when God returned and paradise became reality, he would keep on loving her. The bond between them was something hard to describe, although Xulchibara probably could tell her why she felt so close to him, but....that was not for this moment. That time would come in its own right.

There was a beat, and then fingers and Xulchibara pushed inside of her. The gigantic amount of energy, power, and that blissful connection was so overpowering that Alessa felt no pain whatsoever. He was chaotic...revenge and lust and justice were more than just words now, more than just the bitter anger, confusing wants, and search for truth. He was those things, and an exquisite fire unlike anything she had ever known licked and caressed parts of her that she didn't even know existed. The pain that the others felt was not present; so long had she carried her own pain, her own burden, that whatever pain Xulchibara had to offer was hardly felt; it was only this sweet ecstasy that she had never felt before, making her frame tremble and soft moans move past her lips. This was true union, true intercourse.

Fingers pushed again, as did Xulchibara's mind, and Alessa cried out half in ecstasy, half in delight and surprise that it was not painful. None of this was. She had thought no pleasure could come from acts such as these, but oh, she was being proved very, very wrong. Overcome with emotion, the handmaiden reached up and dragged her nails down his back, relishing in the intensity of the moment, some unexplainable force the only thing keeping her together.

His mouth found the pulsepoint in her neck and kissed; a light brush of teeth across it in self-torture.
So easy to break the skin and free that beating connection to her life...to bathe in the slick, sweet heat of her blood.

When her nails bit into his back, he hissed a feral sound into her hair and shuddered violently at the tickling trails of blood left in her nail's wake.
In response he pushed slightly more forcefully physically and mentally, literally thrusting a molten lash of sensation into her mind with a reverberating growl.

By now his physical form was shaking, his body painfully aroused and holding back from orgasm was becoming difficult.
Her mind was welcoming, yielding. The wonder, and unalduturated love she wrapped him in was beyond rapturous.

Merged as far as thy could be, the lines of where he stopped, and she began were too blurry to make out anymore.

Two hearts.
Two bodies.

One mind.

"AlEsSa...!" his voice roared in her mind, and whispered across his lips.
It was the only warning he was capable of before a surge of raw energy, of power flowed out of him and strained at the vividly glowing seal that held his formless self within this chosen body.
Surging, ravaging, yet sublime in it's sheer force.
A partial fragmenting of his ethereal form to move between and fill the spaces between one thought, one breath and the next.

Body following the orgasmic mnemotic wave, his spine stiffened, and he could not help grinding himself against her hip while fingers seated themselves as deeply as they could reach inside of her.

Alessa shivered as his teeth found her jugular vein, so close, yet so far away. Proof that her God cared for her in whatever way he could had just manifested itself. He could have bitten through her skin so easily and drank from her life source, cover himself in it, but he did not. The gesture touched her as much as it was driving her mad. She screamed in ecstasy as he pushed back, more forceful, in retaliation, a heat and fire unlike anything she had ever felt before beginning to build up in the very core of her essence.

They were one, truly one, and there was something manic about this happiness that she felt, a strange maddening contentment that she had never felt before, almost as if she had returned to her mother's womb, to her very roots of existence. Every cell in her body was - aroused? Is that what they called this strange sensation? - and she couldn't keep the strange sounds from leaving her lips.

When that energy released, there was no vocal scream. The symbol on Alessa's forehead blared to life, burning even deeper into her forehead if it were possible. Her mind was screaming at the intense ecstasy and pleasure that this act was bringing upon her, but all that passed her lips was a whisper. "Xulchibara...."

There was a beat, and the sensations were still raging. To Alessa, it was as if time had stopped and this incredible feeling would last forever. It felt as if her heart had stopped beating, but she knew it hadn't, and a foreign clenching sensation that accompanied the greatest feeling she had ever known in her life seemed to somehow override the mental pleasure she was feeling. Xulchibara ground himself into her hips as this proceeded, and she gave a gutteral moan, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she let these new sensations wash over her, and, reluctantly, die down. She was sleek with sweat, her cheeks flushed, and her breath came out in gulps for air as her eyes cleared and she came back to herself.

Xulchibara....th-that... she attempted to begin, but found that she could not even speak properly either way, due to the content fulfillment she felt.

Spent utterly, and for the first time in a very long time, satisfied.
His mind withdrew from hers slowly, reluctantly, as his fingers withdrew from her body.

Once doing so, he collapsed in a boneless, bloody, sweaty heap half across her, and half on the mattress.
Lazily he brought the fingers so recently thrust inside of her to his mouth and sucked them clean with a shiver of delight at the knowledge that, for all intents and purposes, he was her first.
No one could ever take this from either of them, and he purred contentedly at the thought.

After a few minutes of silence broken only by the both of them catching thier breath, he reached for her, and curled around her again, as in time past when they would look to each other for a measure of comfort, his hand wandering aimlessly, possessively across her sweat-dampened skin, now exposed by her pushed-up dress.

Like twins they reflected one another; two smudges of black hair, pale skin, and where one was female, the other male.
Opposites, yet more alike that anyone would ever know or truly understand.

'ThaT', Is WhAt HuManS MiGht CaLl 'MakInG LoVe', HowEvEr No HuMaN CAn MoVe ThRouGh ThE MiNd As YoU AnD I CaN..

He nuzzled the soft point where her jaw met her neck, and continued to purr softly.
I LoVe YoU..I WiLl AlWaYs LoVe YoU, My BeAuTiFuL, WoNdErFuL, GLORIOUS, AlEsSa...
He felt somewhat drained, and it was all he could do to return a measure of control to his mental barriers, and the strained seal that painted his back, though is still glowed a molten red on his bare skin.

I LoVe YoU

So that was what making love was. Alessa had always thought such acts were painful and full of malice and sick perversions. She had never thought anyone could have touched her in that way again and she would have actually enjoyed it, but.....she had enjoyed this, every last minute of it.

She wrapped herself around him, snuggling close to Xulchibara. This was special, then? she asked, wanting confirmation from him. For if it was special, it meant that it was good, and it was okay for her to accept these newfound feelings and the sensations she had experienced.

...I love you, Xulchibara, she whispered softly in return, leaning forward to kiss his lips gently and cuddle close to him once again, her arms wrapping around him in a loose hug. Sleep was starting to come like an approaching breeze, and she could feel her eyelids getting heavy. She was content, but exhausted all the same. I love you too....will you stay with me? She wanted him to stay with her till the morning, if he could. Knowing he was there was comforting.

He pulled her nearer, and rolled more onto his side in order to tuck her under his chin.
The purring fell in volume slightly, but still accompanied his 'words'.

YeS...FoR As LoNg As YoU WiLl HaVe Me. he answered, not entirely referring to simply watching over her while she slept this night.

Silently he made the decision that if she somehow ever became lost again, he would find her.
If she ever turned from him, however, he would kill her.
He didn't think he could bare not having her now...And if she refused him, than no one would ever have her again.

Satisfied with this conclusion to this growing worry, he hugged her close, and kissed the hair on top of her head, then rested while she slept.

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