What Dreams May Come (PG-17)

Writers: AL, Ames
Date Posted: 14th May 2011

Characters: Wirnan, Kaya
Description: Wirnan has a dream about Kaya.
Location: Amber Hills Hold
Date: month 1, day 27 of Turn 6
Rating: PG-17

Wirnan

Her body was close to his. Sometime during the night they had both moved
together. As he slept, Wirnan moaned as his dreams took a new turn.

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He could see her, standing just in the shadows. Where were they? In his
dream mind he couldn't tell if what he saw were trees or columns. The moon
broke over head and he saw her then. Her body silhouetted in the light as
his breath caught. She was just as perfect as he'd imagined she would be,
standing there, her dress already open revealing the soft flesh underneath.

Wirnan's body reacted in both in dream and in sleep. He managed to almost
fly to her side, his hands gliding over her body as he reached to pull her
to him,
He needed to feel her body pressed to his.

Kaya lifted her chin, her mouth parting. Her dark eyes glittered in the
moonlight, heavily adorned by her lashes which flicked delicately as she
blinked. Her hands slid over the collar of her dress and down, pulling it
further as the ties loosened more. She took a step forward and extended her
arm, chest heaving, fabric clinging to her form. "Wirnan." She called to
him, her voice rippling.

His heartbeat quickened as his eyes feasted on the flesh she revealed to
him. "Kaya," he breathed, his hand reaching for hers.

She pulled the hand back, laughter rippling through the air and she danced
away. Her hands lifted her skirts, flashing more skin at him as she darted
toward one of the columns that rose up, though there was no roof overhead.
She stopped and turned, Kaya's smile brightening her eyes. "Come and get
me." Her voice was smooth and misty and she turned, hair stretching out
behind her as she darted away.

It was almost as though she had climbed the wall itself! Wirnan's hungry
eyes followed her as his body soared after her. When he emerged above the
columns, the scene changed. No longer was it night, but now rather it was
day. Sun beat down upon him and he quickly shed his clothing against the
heat. His eyes searched for her. There! Near the water's edge. Water that
had not been there just a moment before. Wirnan found he wanted to fling
himself into that water to cool off from the heat that seemed to course
through him.

Kaya lingered at the water's edge, feet twirling her about. Her skirt
flared, more flashes of her silky thighs peeking out as she moved upon the
edge. She turned, then stopped suddenly and crouched down, those skirts
floating about her, then settling. Her eyes twinkled with a mischievous
glint and then she rose and began to back into the water, the waves lapping
at her feet, then her calves. She stretched out both of her arms,
beckoning, calling to him to come to her.

He ran after her, eager to reach her side, yet it wasn't easy going, almost
as though something was holding him back. Finally he reached the water's
edge and felt it sapping against his toes. "I want you," he murmured to her,
his eyes watching the way the wet dress clung to her in all the right
places.

Kaya's headed tilted back and she laughed. Her arms continued to reach for
him and she clasped his hands, drawing him closer and encouraging him to
encircle her waste. The fabric was went and clung to her skin, her curves
rolling like the waves beneath it. "Then take me." She whispered, her
voice husky. Then where the fabric had once been, it was gone and all that
was left was skin, smooth and warm and peppered with droplets of sea.

He moaned with pleasure even as his hands moved to cup the her magnificent
breasts, gliding over them, kneading them, feeling their weight in his
palms. His mouth moved in, crushing his lips to hers. His body was primed,
eager, excited. His eyes whirled almost like a young dragonet eager for its
first meal. This was what he desired. This was what he wanted and he _would_
have it.

She gasped softly and pressed into him even as she lowered down into the
sand, the water tickling at their bodies as she drew him down. Her mouth
responded with eager anticipation and her own hands began to wander over his
form, seeking, searching, teasing.

---

Wirnan was panting and dripping with sweat by the time he awoke. His hands
cupped Kaya's breasts even as she slept, which the rest of him eagerly
pressed into her back, wishing his dream could become a reality. His eyes
opened wide at the realization of exactly what he was doing and he fervently
hoped she would remain asleep, lest she _really_ feel his desire pressed
against her backside.

Trying carefully to entangle himself from her without waking, Wirnan moved
as quickly as he could manage into the bathing chamber where he intended to
throw himself into a pool of the coldest water he could manage.

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