Em looked at Trev as one looks at an old photograph, trying to match the image in hand with the image in mind. He sat next to her on the bed. She combed his hair with her fingers, her eyes tracing the details of his face. Her fingers moved slowly, massaging his scalp, her thumb making circles on his temple. He closed his eyes and breathed in as one stepping off a diving board, the fall in slow-motion, the water as open arms, warm, enveloping, motherly. Her strokes were tender, smooth, softly firm, endearing. No rush. A linger of heart directing fingers on a string.
We should really join the others he said. She kissed his ear. Our last chance at port for some time he added. Her tongue traced his lobe; and he felt her lissome leg press against his. He didn't move, his mind in his leg, in the warmth, a communication dreamt. Leaning into his shoulder, the softness of her chest against him, her arms noosed his neck, her hands rendezvousing on the far side of his head and as one cradles a baby, she pulled him toward. As leaves on a summer breeze, they fell upon the sheets, giggles replacing words, smiles in eyes, fingers urgent, lips tender.
"Anyone seen Em or Trev?" asked Kyra.
"Nope," said Rog.
"Should we--"
Yul shook her head, words in her eyes.
"Right." exhaled Kyra. "Everyone look at their chrons. We meet back in three hours. Snazzle?"
"Yes Captain."
"Take this pod into port."
38 comments:
YAY! *does first comment dance* This is lovely. Rather hot. Now I have to say, it would be even hotter if it was say Kyra and Em. *smirks*
Beautiful image to accompany this chapter where Em and Trev once more are the focal point, a reprieve in some ways from what is going on elsewhere, just as Rog and Yul provided the same as they left Tranquility. I hadn't meant to go there, only in so far as to say that this chapter is light and happy and noticeable for the fact that we see the presence of other characters also, whereas in the previous chapters of Trev and Em, Rog (, Susan) and Yul, it was just them. Where the poem gave us insight into the love shared, this chapter shows them in action, shows the ease they have settled into, how comfortable they are with one another, touch firm rather than tentative as we have mostly seen up until this point. This chapter, more so than the embrace, suggests that they are on steady ground. Beautifully written, it is slow and soft and thoroughly lovely, those pictures that you paint, so often in bold and quick strokes in this case is more like a water-colour, the layering of pastels, and just as wonderful for the variation.
The youngest, I do believe, of the crew, save Ariel, and perhaps Zoe for all we know thus far but I do not think so, that Kyra and Yul should with Rog discuss them here the way they do, without saying anything, the knowingness, like the 'adults' letting the 'kids' have some space not only seemed apt given the roles of late, but also provided smiles at the thought, of those within and those without being happy for them.
Her tongue traced his lobe; and he felt her lissome leg press against his. He didn't move, his mind in his leg, in the warmth, a communication dreamt. Leaning into his shoulder, the softness of her chest against him, her arms noosed his neck, her hands rendezvousing on the far side of his head and as one cradles a baby, she pulled him toward. As leaves on a summer breeze, they fell upon the sheets, giggles replacing words, smiles in eyes, fingers urgent, lips tender. Impossibly lovely as always. :-) Nicely done!
Tree,
Just getting over to check out your blog. After I check out who is who, why not start at the beginning (since it's not recommended)??? That only makes me all the more curious.
Awesome! I may be way out in left field, but to me what you describe should be something in an epic movie. 1st thing that comes to my mind is the movie braveheart. Right at the end, Mel Gibson is facing his end on the table, with the cloth in his hand and he sees his wife in the crowd. It's moments like that...that make me think what you wrote should pop into that characters mind. That soft sensual connection with a lost loved one...
-Rob
Love love love the image!
Heyya Autumn n Tre! ;-)
Keshi.
Thank you Keshi. :-)
Rob, that is a wonderful way to see this scene between Em and Trev. Nice to see you stopping by again. Your engaged comments are very welcomed. :-)
Deborah, you are more than welcome to start at the beginning, many have tried, none have returned. :-D
I think reading on the computer is hard. Reading white text on a black background is probably harder. The Story is about 450 pages in length, so the task of starting at the beginning and working through over 470 chapters is quite a daunting task, and, in my opinion, not necessary to enjoy The Story and follow along. ;-)
Sweetest, I'm very aware of the ebb and flow of The Story with regard to light and dark chapters. Although a little drama and grimness is nice from time to time, I personally prefer to read something a little more hopeful and playful and uplifting. The Story will always have a heavy dose of 'light.' :-D
As always, your comments are in a class by themselves. Thank you. :-)
W, ;-)
"Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven.....
There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me."
Had to add that - the header brought this song to mind IMMEDIATELY upon arriving to your part of the world.
I agree with Wamblings that the scene was HOT, but it came across more "warm" for me. Hot is pure sexiness. Warm is love, and joining, and a secret knowledge. Like old times and new.
Warm is how you still feel tomorrow, when you think about the heat of the moment shared. Warmth is lasting. HOT seems to go away so fast.....as soon as.....well, too quickly.
This imagery of seeing, of regaining sight, represents to me a rebirth of their relationship. Wasn't Trev at one time, wavering a little? I forget who had captured his imagination - it was after Zoe had come aboard I believe. Was it her or his memories? I have to ask because I have so little memory myself! But he seems more committed to Em now, like their trials have bound them closer. I hope that remains. I find committment sexy! Jen
Jen, you are correct in that Trev has wavered in the past and will probably waver in the future. Not sure what role Zoe may or may not play, but he has had some past relationships that make his life a little less clear and a little more complicated. He can't explain it, but the feeling is as real as the bread on your table. The great thing about this relationship between Em and Trev, and the same can be said of the entire story, is that I have no idea where it is going, what is going to happen or how. So what Trev does a month or two from now is as much a mystery to me as it is to you. ;-)
I would like to think this scene transcends warm and hot and takes us to another plane of relationship. I'll say no more to keep from looking foolish. :-D
Looking with fingers :) reminds me of the movie 'Blind Date'!
I might need to rent that movie now. :-)
I toadally! am with Jen's lastingly-warm & Autumn's impossibly-lovely. I have to read comments in order to write one, because your story leaves me in a limp trance of layered awe and pleasure. Another epic movie reminiscence is when Indiana Jones comes upon Top Gunness at her sink-bath in "Witness." A vision beyond music and words, a saturation of spiritual, sensual bliss, like your writings. (That movie had long lapses of silence, increasing its sensual depths. Music that tells us what's coming next, or how to feel, really irks me. It's often ruined many an otherwise good film.)The fractal-- diving into a galaxy detail of scorched oranges on a baby blue blanket, wow!
So deliciously erotic! I love it!
a limp trance of layered awe and pleasure
That's it exactly. Where I have been for 2 years plus, where I rise and fall just ever so slightly, recover ever so slightly, between the chapters. And then with chapters such as this one, such as so very, very many before it, recovery only partially comes.
Lacey, I'm learning to say less and leave more room between the notes. Still a long way to go but at least I have an awareness of the general direction for improvement. I'm just addicted to thick, heavy, poetic prose like a child to candy. That's my problem. :-D
Thank you Jane. Hadn't thought of this piece as erotic, but I suppose we could. ;-)
Sweetest, your kindness and coffee are both appreciated. :-)
holy crap! this is amazing. so beautiful.
Thank you Pounce. :-)
Let me say something before I say something :^) - I have always loved paisley; I loved it in the eighties when it was kind of cool (I had jeans with paisley made into them, shirts, a broach that I would LOVE to have again), I still loved paisley when it ebbed a way from being fashionable in the 90's. It is back 'again' for everyone else, but has always BEEN for me. That's the something.
Now for the something - I love the header!!! It looks like a great big......well, you know what I'm thinking.
I keep checking in. I just have a feeling after that last chapter something intense is about to happen! Have a happy evening and forgive my lengthy, rambling comment - Jen
Jen, all I can say is something is gonna happen. :-D
Thanks for explaining on your sidebar how to read the story tr'ee. Me being a new reader of yours, was a bit confused on where to begin!
Jennifer....you said it all girlfriend! The Lastingly Warm feelings that continue on for us women is right on. I don't know if men actually or honestly have that capability. Not sure though! LOL!
I also believe less is better. Gives the mind a place to go to fantasize. This was nice and warm.
Checking in again, in anticipation. Your comment, a simple statement. No warning, no foreboding. Just affirmation of the words IS GOING TO....a quiet yet heavy statement.
I love the header. Petals.
Or IS GONNA ! *smile*
hmmm
I think you have lost some comments - mine has disappeared and I am sure a couple of others have also.
Fan-****ing-tastic header image today!!!! LOVE it.
Miladysa, all the comments that have made it to my email are posted and no one else has mentioned missing comments so I don't know what to tell you there. Are you aware of another blogger that has not had a comment appear on this post?
Jen and Autumn, thank you both. :-)
Kimmie, nice to see you stopping by again. Enjoy the story and have a great weekend. :-)
Miladysa, check the post below to see if the comments you are referring to are on that post, which is the one I believe you have been replying to, which would also make sense if you believe other comments are missing too since they wouldn't be on this post but the other one.
Pow, what an explosive title image! Have a great weekend :-)
Thanks Deb. You and Mark too. :-)
Ah! Tree - I must be losing my marbles!
I thought blogger had been eating comments again :-D
The comfort in this post...the simple laid-back experiencing of life....of being close with someone and others around you just happy for you that you're experiencing it....
It makes me smile.
Oh, and Lukas Hass in Witness is the sweetest child with the sweetest eyes in all of movies.
Aw...Pounce is too cute.
How the Hell did I forget to comment on Kylie?
Best ass in showbiz.
Well, one of 'em. Definitely on my top ten list.
Anyhow, I still can't get that one song of hers out of my head.
I did like the one about pullin' a train though.
Post a Comment