Chiaroscuro

I awoke feeling warm, strange since my Shadows were usually cold, I snuggled against the warmth giving a contented sigh. Awaking slowly I looked up and into the peacefully sleeping face of My Brother, He so perfect to me, the wild hair and intense eyes, his strength that kept me safe.

Maybe mother had been correct, maybe I had used my wiles to tempt him?

Oh but how could I not? I loved being as close to him as I could, I wasn’t sure how old I was when I realized how beloved he was to me, I was too ashamed to admit it, what if he hated me for how I felt, that I couldn’t handle, if he had rejected me I’d have let my shadows consume me, I couldn’t live with the shame of him hating me.

I smiled remembering last night the end eclipsing the horror of our mother’s cruelty her demise within myself. I reached up a hand to lightly touch his mouth, remembering the velvet softness that caressed over my own. How he spoke to me, his sensual rasping voice whispering in my ear.

My Darkness… how that endearment melted me, two little words meant so much to me, hated by my own mother, a dark, shameful thing, that meant to be hidden, without my beloved Weiss I’d have rotted and decayed in my own misery, trapped within a gilded cage with no escape.

now she was gone she couldn’t step between us, just two no longer three that ruined the symmetry of us; The light and The Dark, opposite but alike, not being able to live without the other.

I move my fingers from his mouth into his hair. my hands stoking the wild strands from his face, but the unruly mass flopped back into his eyes, hiding his sleeping countenance. rising to my knees I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my chest flush up against him, I needed to be closer, more than this, more than Internal Organs, Blood and Bone.

My excitement was getting the better of me, my shadows undulating against my skin bringing me to full arousal.

“Weiss My Beloved… I...” I didn’t want to say my desire aloud, this evolution to our bond was still new and could be easily broken, I breathed lightly against his neck, enticing him to awaken. Finely he shifted and I pulled back a little, my face flushing as his beautiful eyes opened, instantly fixating on me.

“Nero…” he whispered his voice even more raspy than usual, from lack of use during the night and I shivered. He asked me if I was cold but I shook my head, I couldn’t speak, only use actions, I pressed closer tilting my head so our lips would be aligned if we kissed.

I could tell at the slight widening of his eyes that the thought had run though his brilliant mind as well.

“My Beautiful Darkness… we shouldn’t” he responded, his intense eyes on my mouth.

Shaking my head I cupped his face pulling him down, our lips met and I sighed, the slight pressure of his tongue against my lips, I opened for him, and he took my mouth deeper. A hand took hold of my chin, lifting it so our mouths would align even more.

I couldn’t help but moan my mouth moving under his our tongues meeting and dancing upon sensation, oh how I had longed for this!

Soon we had to break for air, his tongue slipping out of my mouth was almost as erotic as the initial kiss itself.

“Weiss….” I whispered pretty much crawling onto his lap and mewling for more, I didn’t want this to end. I wound my arms around his neck holding on tighter, I was certain he could feel my need, the impatience in my quivering limbs as well as the panting gasps I lay against his neck, I had to calm down, I was getting even more excited, and it hurt the ache exquisite torture.

“Weiss Please…” I begged squirming upon his lap, delighting at the arousal that pushed up against my rear. I looked up into his eyes, they were so intense looking down at me, and the gold centers of his blue eyes burned me on the spot.

“Nero….” I heard him groan my name, and in one swift move he rose to his feet sweeping me into his arms.

My arms tightened around his neck and I lifted up my face, silently begging for a kiss. I murmured as his lips found mine once more, kissing me as he walked. My tongue tangled with his, light and dark mixing, I assumed he was taking me to his room, but we didn’t get that far yet, he pushed me up against one of the walls his forearm resting against the wall above my head, I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly as he used the other hand holding me to tilt up my face, kissing me deeper, his tongue thrusting urgently in and out of my mouth.

I chanted his name in my head, this passed my expectations, my fantasies paled compared to this passion he was showing me.

Like I he was past restraint, purely working on the animalistic urge to possess. He let go of my chin that arm going around my back to hold me against as him and the wall as he captured my wrists in one hand pinning them above my head. He broke the kiss again and he just looked into my eyes, and I couldn’t help but merge into them, becoming limp against the wall.

“I love you Weiss, My beloved” I whisper my lashes fluttering as he just looks at me and I could feel my darkness forming due to my nervousness … what had I done?

Dread settled in my heart and I was afraid.