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Sat Apr 02, 2011 9:33 pm |
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"Saving me from myself?" Thundis frowned, not really feeling convinced on such words. He didn't need to be saved from himself, the suggestion alone sounded ridiculous. Then again he was quite a stubborn man that while he had said maybes and had thought of the possibility of finding his daughters and cut his hair because he planned on letting go of his sorrows and looking. He was even thinking of trying to live again as he could not look for his children curled away and starving. In the end, he really wasn't quite sure how tying him up was going to help him. But then Heron started talking about different ways to tie people up.. Erotic ways.. Then whispered things that made his face flush. "You pervert!"
He was very glad Charon wouldn't approve. He didn't want to Heron molesting his body. Well, he didn't really want anyone molesting his body. He didn't want to know how you could tie someone up in an erotic way. People where so strange to him.. He never knew a person of lightening that thought of erotic ways to tie people up, or that actually wanted to wear clothing. He didn't honestly want to know what people could find exciting in being tied in certain ways. Well, at least Heron hadn't done anything bad yet. The fire creature from far away ways just one that was very forward.
Maybe too forward, but that was only one of a few of his current worries. What where they planning? He still hadn't been told. Charons presence was more welcome, but the pants and hat where far from that. He gave off a small growl at the feel of the fabric against his skin. "I'm a lightening elemental, I'm already hot enough without clothing! It itches, very uncomfortable.. Then again it would probably be better to have them on anyway, with your brother anywhere near me.."
A person he spoke such perverse things and liked getting so close, it was probably better if they couldn't touch whenever they wanted to. With that in mind he stopped growling, opting to just frown at his own disapproval of the entire situation. He still felt rather upset and confused about the entire situation. Who could blame him though? So far he had woken up tied up, offered little to no explanation, had perverse suggestive things whispered in his ear, now he was in clothing! What a horrible way to start the morning, though the colors nature had provided where so lovely.
Then Heron pulled him up. Leaving? They where leaving and taking him along? The lightening elemental looked around the crevice in the rocks. None of his things where there, not his wings or feather blanket. Nothing that he could see. Charon was carrying something, was it all of his belongings? Though he really didn't have many.. Then something happened that he should have seen coming but he hadn't. The smile, or the words, but no none of it had. He was kissed, and he could feel his bodies craving and need for food. His instincts took over and his mouth opened to the kiss. He Didn't take that much energy, but it was still just a little then last night. As soon as his senses returned to him though and he could, the man tried his best to pull away, despite being tied up in a small area.
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Mon Apr 04, 2011 7:56 pm |
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A smug smile formed on Heron's lips. He had seen the worried expression, the awkwardness and plain and simple disapproval in Thundis' demeanor. How funny that all of that would be forgotten when one was craving for nourishment. Heron pulled the bound man to him and wrapped his arms around the elemental. Giving him a hug. 'You know, you really are cute like this.' He whispered in the other man's ear before letting go and touching the man's warm hair. Rubbing the cut strands between his fingers. 'I promise you that I won't hurt you. Everything will reveal itself in due time.' Heron stepped back and went around Thundis for the opening. He pushed himself through it and softly tugged on the end of the weave. Pulling Thundis gently through it. He saw his brother already walking a few feet away. The knotted corners of the blanket in one of his hands. Charon seemed to be carrying that big pile of stuff as if it was nothing. Heron shook his head. His little brother was amazing. He had always wondered about their powers. Why he was the one with the elemental powers of fire and his brother that of the earth. They were twins after all. Wouldn't it be logical to both have the same powers? Be both of the earth or of the fire? Maybe they had inherited their parents' abilities? For some reason, he was reminiscing a lot about their past. Heron closed his eyes and tried to think about their life in Sumeria. The people, the culture, the temperature. It was not unlike this place. The hot weather was as dry as it is here. He could see the many shrines and temples along the Tigris and Euphrates rivers that were dedicated to Innini. The Sumerian goddess of sexual love, fertility, and warfare. He had entered one of Innini's temples when he was a young man. The sight he had behold and the experiences he had gone through at that time had influenced him very much. Sacred prostitution was a common practice in the houses of Innini. He had seen people with asexual and hermaphroditic bodies and feminine men worshiping and practicing rituals. It was beautiful. Heron could recall this one hymn. It was a liturgy to the goddess. The song had lured him to venture deeper into the temple. Heron cleared his throat and started to sing so very softly in the old tongue. 'Nin me-dug-ga babbar dalla-è-a... sai-zid me-lam gùr-ru kenag Uraša-a...' The words became clearer then as if he was more sure of himself. 'Nu-gig an-na nin sìr-gal-gal-la... aga-zi-dé... nam-en-na tum-ma... me-imin-bi šu-sá-dúg-ga... nin-mu me-gal-gal-la sag-sìr-bi za-e me-en... me-mu ila me šu-zu-šú mu-e-lal... me-mu in me gab-zu be-tab...' Heron saw his brother stopping and smiling at him in recognition.
Charon walked next to his brother and joined his brother's melodious voice. 'Ušumgal-gim kur-ra sub ba-e-sig...' Heron smiled at him and they walked on singing that old hymn that brought them back to their childhood. It went on and on and not before long they were back where their little adventure had started. The black automobile. Charon placed the sack on the ground and looked at the vehicle. It wasn't smart to let Heron and Thundis wait for him in there in the scorching sun. He rolled his sleeves up and opened the driver's door. Clutching it on top and pushing the whole vehicle towards a tree. He wanted to make sure that they were at least waiting in a cool spot. 'Heron just wait there for a sec. I'll push this wretched piece of crap in the shade and you and Thundis can then enter it.'
Heron watched his brother pushing the automobile. It looked like a thing he and his brother would have to do together, but what would Thundis do if he would go and help Charon? Heron looked at the elemental. He didn't look like the type to run away, but he wouldn't take the chance. Running and tracking someone who was far more familiar in this area would be tiresome. Especially in this heat. A clunk resounded. Charon had pushed the contraption right in the shade of a big tree and had pulled on it's brake. 'I think that's our cue.' He pulled softly on the weave and smiled.
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Translation of the hymn:
Oh lady of the good decrees, that risest splendidly like the sun.
Faithful woman, bearing a sheen of terrible splendor, beloved of Urashâ,
Heavenly virgin, queen of the great songs,
Who puttest on a faithful crown, who hast been created fit for rulership,
Whose hand attaineth the seven decrees,
My queen, of the great decrees their directress art thou.
The decrees thou bearest; the decrees thou holdest in thy hand.
The decrees thou directest; the decrees thou claspest to thy breast.
Like a champion thou subduest the foreign land.
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Tue Apr 05, 2011 4:31 pm |
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Thundis let out a huff at how Heron treated him. The hug, the small comment. They knew he would eat didn't they? Yet with such a demeanor he couldn't real;ly stay mad at someone who wasn't doing anything wrong.. Well kidnapping him was wrong but.. At this point as he walked along to the direction he had to.. his woven hair being used almost like a leash on him. He wouldn't be harmed.. everything would be revealed in time? Though he wasn't quite sure he could trust them.. Then again he spotted where Charon was from the direction Heron looked in.. The two where likely very healthy, while he himself had been starving for years. One was very strong.. even without the restraints he wouldn't have been able to get away, though using his weakness against him in this sort of way.. He just felt so defeated. Knowing that if he had been in good health he would have woken far before he was tied just made him feel even worse. Then again.. he should at least thank Heron. He may seem a bit perverted and too forward but.. he had still fed the elemental twice now, even if he hadn't been very willing to take the food until it was already in his face. He should thank him. He should but before he could bring the words out Heron had started to.. sing? Yes, he was singing. In a language foreign to his ears and mind. Was it the brothers native speak? He seemed happy to sing it.. Charon even started joining in to it too. They where both very happy when singing. Did this song hold fond memories? Where its words wondrous? He wasn't quite sure but the tune sounded wonderful. Then the singing and walking stopped. A car, they had taken a car there to the desert? No wonder they where stuck.. Cars where just not something that was ready for the desert. Horses where better but.. Camels where the best suited creatures. Though they where not from this country he knew about them and how well they could take heat. Charon, could he actually move the car? He had to stare a little. He had moved that strange heavy looking thing. Though now he just sighed as he felt Heron tug him along again. He followed along, not one to struggle pointlessly. "What was that song your brother an yourself was singing?"
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Tue Apr 05, 2011 6:17 pm |
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Charon unwrapped the feathered blanket and placed all of the items in the trunk except for the few baskets with water. He placed those in the shade. Making sure that they wouldn't tip over. He went around the car and opened the passenger door. The interior of the vehicle was hot as hell. Some airing would be good first. 'Heron I think it's best for you to wait outside in the shade. Let the heat of the afternoon sun remove itself from the interior. The seats are really hot.' Charon tugged on the leather roof. Pulling it back and folding it as it went down. He looked at the iron monstrosity and nodded. It would be good to leave it like this.
'Hmm? It's a hymn. A song of praise to the goddess Innini. She's a deity of our homeland. Most have probably forgotten about her now. She was magnanimous. There were many shrines dedicated to her. They were a common sight wherever you went. My brother and I have visited many of her temples. They were the only places where we could be ourselves. Fully be ourselves without anyone bothering us. You see, most people were either afraid of us or they revered us. They always wanted something from us. Even the ones you least expect it from. I remember a child running to Charon at a certain time. He was happy to see him eventough we hadn't had any previous contact with the child. It looked so glad to see us and so innocent. The child had climbed on Charon's lap. Hugging the larger body and tugging on his beautiful ocean colored hair. It had even made a comment about it. How exquisite and soft his hair was. Saying that it felt like water between it's little fingers. Charon was so very happy to hold the child. Hold anyone really, who wasn't wanting or requesting anything from him. But then it came. It's soft voice. Asking Charon to avenge his parents. To kill the ones who had murdered them. To make them suffer, because that was what Charon did. What Charon was best in. The child had said to Charon that he was only good for that. Without it, he wouldn't be anything special at all.' Heron laughed bitterly. 'I guess children can be ruthlessly honest at times.' Heron saw his brother tinkering with the car. He motioned for Thundis to sit in the shade and went on with his little story. 'The temples were a haven for us. There was where all the outcasts of society gathered. The freaks of nature. We weren't an oddity between those people.' Heron unbuttoned his shirt and leaned back. Kicking off the tight shoes he had tugged on before they left the hidy hole. 'Stupid things. It's that I can't hover, else I'd be burning those wretched things to ashes. They are really smothering.' He looked at Thundis, who was probably really surprised about his burst out. 'Sorry, I hate shoes.' Heron pulled on the little red string around his wrist. Gathered his hair together and wrapped the string around the hair to form a ponytail. 'Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, the temples were also a place were we could indulge in the more...sinful aspects of life. Should I throw in the wink again?' Heron looked at Thundis with a wicked smile, then went on. 'We were most of the times selected to quench the cravings of the head priestess. Which was a great honor. Sexual prowess was not something to be ashamed of. Not as it is now. The people who live in the land once called Sumeria view the Qu'ran as their holy scripture. A text that doesn't support skillfulness in that area. Not openly anyways. I wish it was like back then.' Heron sighed and smiled. 'But hey, we can't keep holding on to things that have long since past. Letting go of things is inevitable. Especially for creatures like us. Charon and I are making new fond memories and I hope many more.' He lifted one of the baskets from the ground and took a sip. 'Would you like some water too, Thundis?' He moved the basket in front of the elemental's face.
'Heron?' Charon said suddenly from under the hood of the automobile. 'Give me some water. I think we might get this ride working again. I said the engine was shot right? Maybe it just needed a refill of water.' Charon's head popped out from the side of the car and looked at both of the men. 'Come on then? We might not need that carriage after all.'
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Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:15 pm |
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"Is that why he doesn't have his hair long?" Thundis asked with a frown. It sounded like such a horrid story. A child grabbing your hair, looking so innocent then saying that. He really was lucky, once upon a time. But that time was over. The two had a very hard life. It was no wonder they where such amazing people now. "In elemental culture clothes are not worn or needed. Sex is not a big deal, not treasured or scolded. It is just one of many parts of nature. Each chooses their own path in life, but after they choose it they cannot turn back because time cannot be turned back. The native humans of my country have many different cultures, beliefs, languages, clothing styles.. All of the variety is beautiful as is their ability to be one with nature. Those are the only cultures that I really know.." If the world has started to say sex was a bad thing then it was news to him. Then again there where a lot of things that would surprise him about the world and how it was these days. Even if they didn't know he was a supernatural he still had ink black skin and those with dark skin like him still had no real rights. They were not slaves at least.. He didn't know that the world currently thought homosexuality was a mental illness. There was a lot he didn't know about the world that he world and its modern culture. Things he would be better off not knowing. "If you do not like your shoes then why wear them..? Your goddess was your haven.. if that's true then it is sad many don't still worship her. A haven for people, to bring them fond memories and thoughts... Yes a very wonderful one." It didn't seem to matter to him if it was a sexual deity or not. Then again just because someone didn't want to be molested doesn't mean they thought sex was a bad thing. He saw nothing wrong with it, for it was part of nature. He just thought it was something special, to be saved for someone special, or might considered special. He wanted one mate, when he chose one, if he ever chose one again. To fall in love again would be wonderful but would it be possible? He leaned to the offered water, drinking from tightly woven basket. Then Charon popped up and started talking about water.. engines.. what?
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Thu Apr 07, 2011 12:27 pm |
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'Yes, little brother I will. Let the elemental drink for a bit won't you?' Heron said to Charon who was looking like he had found the solution to poverty and hunger. 'Besides you can get one of the other baskets yourself you know? You have two legs of your own.' He tipped the basket some more and waited till Thundis was finished with drinking. He saw his brother walking to the row of baskets. Looking inside the first. He then opened the second and nodded in satisfaction. His brother walked off to do something with the car. What the man truly had talked about was a mystery to Heron. He didn't bother with the vehicle. It was supposed to run and that's it. Heron focused his attention back at Thundis. He wiped a small stream of water from the man's chin and licked it from his thumb. 'Hmm, why wear them? I guess you are really foreign to other cultures. I'll explain it to you Thundis. The world is changing. The people you see as invaders. The white ones who destroy these lands. They are going to start a new beginning here. I have seen it done by many other cultures and races. They invade a land and change it to their ideas. There's no stopping them if they do. Keeping yourself secluded or hanging on to old ways will eventually become your downfall. The world is progressing. Always in a way you least expect it to do. If one would have said that I would be here, when I was still living my life at the side of Sumerian royalty, I would have laughed. Laughed and cried because I wouldn't have imagined it would be possible for me to be a free man. To own things of my own. I wear these shoes because it's a way to blend in with all the other people. If my brother and I would walk around naked like you do, we will be treated like we were as in Sumerian times. We'll be made slaves. Ridiculed and laughed at. Be molested and used. It's maybe odd for you to forsake a part of your culture and customs, but how is it bad if you can still maintain that part of yourself in the comfort of your own environment as a free man? Will you stubbornly hold on to all of your ways and risk freedom? We don't. So we blend in. Live like everyone else and hide in plain sight. Charon and me know what we are. Just as all the other people in our group know what they are. After the curtain falls, we go back to our original selves. Charon and me tend do that less often as we are too much in the spotlight. We don't want to risk the lives of the friends we have made, so we only change into our original forms when we know no one is watching.' He looked at the place where Charon was doing his repairs. 'I know he changes more often than me. When he goes rock climbing in the middle of nowhere. It's a bit easier for him than for me.' Heron moved his hand to stroke Thundis' hair. 'Like you, I give off quite a bit of light and heat when I revert back to my elemental side.' He lowered his hand and rested back again. 'Sacrificing a tiny bit of yourself and having this bit of discomfort.' He kicked the shoes. Making them tip over. 'Is very much worth it. You've always been free, Thundis. Look at it in this way. Those foreign men had invaded your place and killed your family and friends. Do you really want that to happen time and time again, because you simply don't want to change. Little things like clothing? Like showing modesty? It's really a form of reciprocity. You can understand that right. Giving something, so you can have something?' Heron sighed. 'And no, my little brother didn't cut of his hair because of the child. It's because the people who molested him liked to make him submit by grabbing his hair. They liked to wrap it around their hand like reins connected to a bridle. Then rode him like that to their hearts' content.'
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Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:08 pm |
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"This isn't progression. The natives had superior medicine that was healthier for you, and those that made buildings like Mayan, Aztec or Inca. Superior buildings that do not burn or crumble, superior ways in how they grow crops, they only things they lacked are things that matter very little in comparison. These days the descendants of mayans do not know their own language or culture or anything! The spanish stole away all those things and made them go with the different culture. Now they don't even understand anymore all the things they once could do and are left with just being amazed at the seemingly foreign things in their own land of such superior technology and beautiful art.. not knowing that the art is also words, not understanding.. It's change but it is not progression!" Thundis knew the difference. "If those cultures where left as they where think of how much more amazing their technology would have grown! And yet they are lost, lost because a bunch of people decided that their ways where superior and any other way is ignorant or barbaric." It was then did he realize how angry he had gotten, how twisted his face must have looked. "I'm sorry.. but even if I wasn't of the mayan culture I was born around an area of the land where the mayans lived... So even if I don't dress as they do their cultures and people where especially personal to me.. But you are not the people who took that away.. and you say change but.. I cannot make myself look human. Even if I wear clothes what would I do of my ears or hair or eyes? I cannot hide myself..my eyes and hair will always glow, my skin warm, my nails like animal predator claws.." He knew well enough that you could only hide so much. "I'm not sure the world tat this land has changed to wants something like me to exist anymore.. At least some that have survived hold on to a little of their culture still but a little and all are large differences.. it wasn't fair for the Spanish to destroy all that they could.. It may be unchangeable, history, but it doesn't make it right.. But the mayan where not among the people who where able to hold on to some. You might see the resemblance in the art, the styles, the colors but.. a resemblance isn't some. It's like faded paint watered down so much it barely has a shade of color." The complete loss of something so personal.. You loose your land, the people around you, then your family and people then all you are left with is yourself. "I already accepted long ago that the world would never return to how it was.. But that doesn't make what is happening any less confusing to me or stressful... you see change, I see my home being torn apart and the blood of those whom where here and the suffering and the robbing.. everything is shifting like ever moving sands and I cannot grasp the grains.. It's not reciprocity, it is being robbed and not knowing how to change to stop the bleeding."
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Fri Apr 08, 2011 10:47 am |
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'Don't apologize for your anger, Thundis. I can understand it being difficult. Especially when you aren't able to adapt.' Heron placed his hand on the elemental's shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. 'Let my brother and I teach you how to make a new life for yourself. One that will give you some form of purpose again. I know you will see the good in what we do, when you see and meet all of the children.' He referred to the people in their band of travelling performers as children. People who were far younger than Charon, Thundis and himself. The man would surely understand the reference. Heron looked up when he heard a loud thud of the engine roaring in motion. There was smoke coming from under the hood again. Filling the clean air. 'Charon?'
'Eh? What?' Charon poked his head from under the hood and looked at Heron and Thundis. His face was covered in soot. All black and smudged with dark streaks. 'The engine needs to get in motion first. It takes a while before the cooling liquid kicks in.' He turned his attention back on the engine. Closing the opening for the water. Then noticing the suffocating cloud diminishing. He nodded contently and pulled the hood down. 'Guys, I think we're good to ride this vehicle. We just need to fill it with water when it starts to smoke.' Charon splashed some water on his face and used the shirt he had pulled off to wipe his face. The shirt had is best times anyways and there were more in the trunk. He walked up to Heron and Thundis. 'You guys can get in. I'll put the baskets in the car and fix the roof.' Charon threw the shirt dirty shirt in the trunk and grabbed th baskets. Placing them in the passenger's seat. 'I think it's good if you keep our guest company. The back seats have more room for your legs.' Then he shut the door and unwrapped the cover of the roof. Pulling it tightly in place over the compartments.' He then seated himself in the driver's seat. 'Okay good to go.'
Heron pulled Thundis gently in the car. 'I bet you haven't ever been in a car. Don't worry about it and just relax.' He said in a soothing voice. 'The first time is always exciting and if you promise me to behave and just enjoy the ride, then I'll loosen the weave for you. Just give me your word that you won't run.'
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Thu Apr 14, 2011 9:06 pm |
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Thundis thought a little on Herons words. A new life might be what he needed, if he could cope. They didn't want him to fade off it seemed, though he had met them only a short time ago. For reasons he couldn't really fathom at this time they where wanting him to keep going in life on a path that would not lead to his death. Foreigners. Who ever thought the ones who might be able to stop the bleeding would be foreigners? Not himself. Where the gods and spirits fooling with him? No, they weren't. He already knew that and yet at the same time he could not help but to think the situation might look quite amusing if one where watching it. He wasn't very happy about getting pulled towards the strange metallic thing. Cars, he HATED them. Strange ugly unnatural things. He growled at the car a little before allowing himself to get pulled in to the car. If he wasn't tied up he would have attacked the thing for being too close.. though being tied up and having someone try to sooth him he hadn't even really growled that much at it. Exciting? "I cannot fathom anything from cars being exciting." Still, even so it would be nice to have the ties loosened. He could feel the fibers of his own hair tight against his skin. It was an uncomfortable horrible feeling. Agree to not run for the sake of comfort? Well, run or not he wouldn't get away in his current state of health. "I wont run, please loosen it."
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Fri Apr 15, 2011 4:01 pm |
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'Very well then.' Heron said with a very pleased expression. He had expected that Thundis would put up more of a fight, but he was being docile. Except for the little growl that had left the man's throat. 'Cute.' He thought, then patted Charon's shoulder. Telling him to drive with the touch. He then fixed his attention back at the elemental. Heron smiled sweetly at the man who was looking so out of place. He slowly moved to a corner of the backseat. Lifting his right leg and resting it against the seat. Sitting with his legs wide apart. Then he pulled on the weave. Moving Thundis closer towards him with his back, arms and knots facing him. Heron leaned forward and pressed his bare chest against the other man's back and arms. Resting his chin on the elemental's shoulder. Then whispered softly with his most seductive voice. 'Let's make this more exciting for you then.' He moved his mouth closer to Thundis' ear. Letting his warm breath caress his skin as he spoke. 'I'd be a very bad...very...very bad entertainer, if I wouldn't be able to let you forget about your current situation.' Heron nipped the side of that ear and ran his warm tongue over the long line up till he reached the tip. Nipping it softly, then giving it a gentle suck. 'I think, I like you all tied up like this.' His voice quivering slightly when he said that. He moved his legs and body closer against Thundis. Molding his body tightly against the other man. And knowing exactly where the bound hands of the other man were resting against. Heron called forth his elemental powers in the tips of his fingers. Making them glow with the heat that burned within him. Then leaned back, pulling his companion with him. Stretching the other man's body. Heron ran his fingers over the taut muscles of Thundis' abdomen. Letting the heat burn thin paths on the dark skin. He looked at Thundis' face. 'If I'm not mistaken, this won't hurt you at all.' He kissed the side of the elemental's face and closed his eyes. Savoring every dip and climb his fingers made on that delicate skin. 'I would really like to make love to you right here and now, but my brother over there wouldn't know where to look if he would glance at us through that mirror. I'm guessing he's all hot and bothered already.' Heron flicked his gaze through the rear view mirror and locked eyes with Charon. A wicked smile formed on his lips at the sight of those green eyes. He parted his lips and mouthed 'I love you, brother.' Then licked his lips before he placed them on the ones of the man he held. Waiting for Thundis to take his fill, while he was still trailing hot paths over the man's chest.
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Thundis was not surprised to get pulled closer.. though the touching surprised him. When Heron spoke his eyes widened. Maybe he was misunderstanding what the man said, maybe it didn't mean what he thought it meant. It was just being so close and with that voice and those words and the touching it really really seemed like the last thing they where talking about at the moment was the car. His shivered a little when the breath became closer to his ears and the other male spoke again. He did mean what he thought he meant! He was going to speak but then his sensitive ears where assaulted by something wet. Really, there was only one part on him currently more sensitive then his ears since the loss of his wings. He made a small noise, unsure if it was from the sensations or protest, perhaps a bit of both. He shouldn't react so strongly to a little play on his ears. Is it because he hadn't been sexual with anyone in so very long? That must of been the reason. With the passing of time and he not touching himself or even thinking to of course over time his body would become very sensitive again to such things. "Pervert." That was the only word he could really get out at the time towards the tied up comment but his own voice sounded far too pleased for his own liking, even if there was only a hint of the pleasure in it a hint was still far too much to himself. He gasped a bit when the body behind him became even closer, starting to realize though his wings where not on that part of his body anymore the area they would have connected to was still a very sensitive place. and was covered now in someone elses body heat. Also, his hands where touching Herons.. The elementals face flushed, as he tried his best not to move. If he tried to wiggle free he would just rub that area! Then he got pulled back, he made a sound of protest, moving a little in the others grasp that felt like pretty much involved the other mans entire body now. "What are you- ah!" Whatever protests he was going to start up where stopped quickly by Herons hot touch. The heat left not a single mark on the skin, only a bright light before it dimmed then vanished, like his body absorbed the heat. It didn't just look that way, but it felt that way. His body though it was built for heat resistance due to how hot lightening could become.. the feeling of heat sinking in to his skin sent him almost in shivers. He had to bite on his lip to keep himself from pleading for more heat, for the fingers to become warmer. He had to remind himself that he could withstand extreme heat levels so what might be better for him might be burst in flames time for fabric. Besides he shouldn't be enjoying it, he shouldn't be enjoying it. The comment about making love the guy made after didn't exactly help. Was Charon a voyeur? Though those thoughts on the other twin faded with the kiss. He opened his mouth to the ones pressed against his, his tongue slipping to the others mouth. He didn't need to do that when he fed but... he wasn't quite sure why he did it. Maybe all those touches where just getting him wanting more. When the kiss finally did end by then his lips had plainly stopped become latched down by his teeth and he ended up quietly moaning out a plea he had been holding back. "Warmer.. Please make it warmer."
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Fri Apr 15, 2011 9:33 pm |
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The small outcry of the word pervert had made Heron more inclined to show Thundis what it meant to really be a pervert. This was nothing. Simple caresses and touches that were meek and loving. The unexpected deep kiss had shocked him for a second before it changed into satisfaction. The elemental was actually beginning to let go of his restrictions. But his pleased expression turned into something more when the man had uttered those last words. A searing hot need shot up from his core. Wanting to answer that plea. Wanting to still the fire. Thundis' body had taken the heat in his fingertips. Made it his own. 'Yes, I will give you more.' He said softly next to the other man's ear. 'You just had to ask.' Heron opened the gate that confined the heat in his hand. Flooding not only the tips of his fingers but his whole palm. He flattened his hand on that skin that seemed to ache for his touch. Letting the heat in his hand touch deep into the other man's core. He looked at his brother who was flicking quick glances through the mirror. Heron could see where he was fixing that gaze on. Not his eyes this time, but his hand that was caressing the body on top of him. He could see those beautiful green eyes moving along with each stroke. The vehicle swerved when Heron's hand brushed over the waistband of Thundis' pants. Causing the elemental to rub against him. Heron's head shot back at the sudden sensation. Making him gasp near the other man's ear. A trickle of sweat made it's way down at the side of his face. A soft pink glow covered his cheeks. He smiled and brushed his lips against Thundis' cheek before he spoke with a hoarse voice. 'You really shouldn't do that, brother. It causes our friend here to stroke my most delicate parts.' The car swerved again at his words. Causing his companion to rub him again. But he was prepared this time and moved with it. Not letting it hurt at impact. Heron could hear a soft curse leaving his brother's mouth before it turned into heavy breathing. His brother was having a hard time and he knew it. When would the man submit to his urges and call defeat. He felt like a jerk, but he just couldn't resist. Not the teasing of his brother and not the touching of this willing man. He wanted this man under him to ask for more. Heron called forth more heat in his other hand. Placed it briefly against the one that had gone over skin and rubbed them quickly against eachother to invoke a small fire in his palms. He gently lowered both of his hands down over the elementals pecs. Closing his eyes when he felt the skin on his palms touch the body. Feeling his heat flowing through Thundis and connecting him to the other man on a higher level than that of physical pleasure. Heron sighed contently and watched Charon with a devious glint in his eyes.
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Sat Apr 16, 2011 7:00 pm |
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Thundis started letting out more small sounds from his lips, trying to move his tied body as best as he could to press against the touch of the hands. Deeper, warmer. Even if it was so now, he wanted more. When the car swerved he couldn't help but to shiver a little, probably just making his pressed hands rub more. Then those words Heron said reminded him that another person was indeed very near... and apparently had been watching and become distracted from the road. "And you have been at some of my most sensitive parts.." He managed to speak it out, though his voice seemed to almost sing in an almost quiet tune to the words. He wasn't trying to sing though, but pleasure could do things to a person. Ether way what he said was true, even if Heron didn't realize it yet. "Ears.. My ears are almost as sensitive as anything these pants hide.. but my back I've.. recently discovered.. Still has every nerve from.. the wings... more sensitive.." Yes, wings. His wings when he used to have them had some sensitive spots but where not exactly something that was his ultimate pleasure point. Wings are sensitive organs in general though, its why creatures with wings usually don't want you messing with them. The most sensitive and venerable place though was where the wings and back connected. It had so many things there. Wings where flesh, bone, nerves, and feathers after all. In an area in the back they all had to gather there to go through to the wings.. He had thought before getting molested by the firey creature that those nerves where not there anymore. He hadn't tried to pleasure himself.. and even if someone does try the back is a strange place to try to grasp on yourself so you probably wouldn't try it in self pleasure anyway. Ether way it explained why Thundis became riled up so quickly. It also explained that after the two swerves from the car that when he tried to speak that he sounded almost like he was singing. His back was very bare and very much against Heron, and it hadn't been just his hands or arms that had moved every time the car had swerved but all his body. "Please.. warmer." Even with the fire from the palms being pushed in to him.. The sensations felt so nice, and he could feel the heat go past his skin now. It was barely past it though, and it just made him feel teased. He wanted more.. more of that fire.. "I want to feel the heats sensation penetrate deep in to my flesh.. Please.."
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Sun Apr 17, 2011 8:30 pm |
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'Charon, listen to him. Just listen to his begging voice.' Heron moaned. 'You know what it does to me, when I am able to release my heat and give it to another person.' Then he moved his hands to the knots on the back of Thundis. He trailed his palms from Thundis' pecs over the man's upper arms. Pushing him lightly up to make some room to slip his hands inbetween them. 'Yes Thundis, I will give you more of me. But for me to do that I need to release you from the weave.' He uncoiled the hands that were so near while he softly nipped on the elemental's shoulder with his mouth. The weave easily let go of the captive hands. Heron softly pulled on the weave, letting the material glide from Thundis' body, then letting it drop down. He grabbed the other man's wrists while they were still between his legs. Pressing those arms and hands tightly against his body before he moved them to the front. Regretting the loss of them so close by. 'There.' He whispered in Thundis' ear. 'What will you do with those hands now?' Heron quickly wrapped his arms around the body above him and pulled it against him. Able to mold his body even more to that of the other male without the arms being in the way. He closed his eyes. Letting out soft quick breaths and calling out his heat on his chest. 'Let...us...see...' He said hot and heavy. 'How sensitive...that back...of yours...is.' Expelling a moan when he felt the hold on his heat breaking and emerging on his chest. His head snapped back and he had to bite on his lip to keep himself from expelling a scream. It felt so good to him. He hadn't been able to let his powers go this freely since...Well since...He actually couldn't recall. Heron's eyes started to glow. The irises swirling and moving like fire. He reheated his palms again. Pressing two searing hot hands on that delicious body that didn't seem to get enough of him. Focusing everything he had in his hands and chest. Marveling, reveling, taking pleasure from this act that made him feel alive.
Charon watched his brother removing the binds that held Thundis. Captured by both their bodies moving in sink. He couldn't think straight and driving was getting pretty damn difficult. The car had swerved a few times. Causing Thundis to rub on his brother as the man clearly had mentioned. A moan left his mouth and he closed his eyes for a brief moment. The soft pleading voice had made him crazy. Longing to be the one who made the man utter such words. Charon knew how his brother felt. Heron had told him long ago that it could be very satisfying for him to use his heat on people when performing the act of love making. He had let his brother use it on him back when he was ordered to take the man's body. It always seemed to heighten his senses and make the experience more pleasurable. For Charon though, it was just heat. Another sensation against his body. A small tremble started to form in his hands at the thought of his brother taking pleasure from Thundis' body. Making the vehicle even more difficult to handle. He drove to a shaded area. Parking the car under some dense trees. Then looked into the rearview mirror. The sight there made him ache to touch. He closed his eyes and rested his head on the seat. Licking his lips with his tongue. 'Can I?' The words a mere whisper when they left his mouth. He opened his eyes and looked directly in the red swirling gaze of Heron. An unspoken question in his eyes. He looked at the man on top of him. 'Thundis...' He said. Waiting for the man's attention to fall on him. 'Can I...' The words got caught in his throat. '...touch you too?'
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Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:05 pm |
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Who would have guessed with how unhappy Thundis had been about waking up to being tied up that now with his bindings finally gone and he free that the last thing on his mind was going away from the two brothers. Life works in such strange ways sometimes. When it was untied he kept in his pleading spread position he had been put in by Heron. The want for pleasure, for more.. What would he do with those moved hands now? He had a few ideas for them, there was a lot he could do with them. His body with the other persons hugged around it in a tight embrace, and spoke those words. It made his mind wonder for a moment what the other would do next. There was nothing past that though, seeing as his mind was very much covered in lust. The pleasure and lust made it hard for him to think too much, or anything complex. Then the heat, he felt the wave of heat against his back and himself and his back. His body begun to quiver and his lips beginning to expel loud moans mixed with lower toned moans and words that where likely in maian. This heat that caressed through his nerves and muscles, the serves of the car, movement of his own body, closeness of Herons own. The car stopped, in shade. Why did it stop? Such thoughts where brief however. By then he had started to notice the pressure the clothes where causing where just getting too much. He finally started to remember his hands existed, and so started to try to get his hands on the part of the pants that would open the things. It was hard though, the pleasure made it hard to think, or direct his arms in a specific direction. Then he herd a voice though. A very sweet voice, asking something. It took some time in trying to quiet himself and actually thinking to remember english- so he could give an answer. "Yes, yes you can.. Charon."
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