02-13-2015, 01:00 PM
From the moment that they kissed to the moment Aria had woken up in the dark of her room lying beside Lucas everything was a blur of emotions - his, hers, she got lost in everything.
Lucas was tender and loving and everything it should be. Aria only slightly worried she'd hurt Lucas with her abilities, but they held in check until the very last moment. When everything collided inside her and she couldn't keep the feelings to herself. They washed over and through Lucas, and Aria had to fight not to let them echo back again - to get lost in the ecstasy of their passion.
Time had no meaning, it was just the two of them. Every bit of prior tension released in those moments. The wanting, the need, everything they'd built up since meeting had become a force of nature. It was all consuming.
They had drifted off to sleep in each other's embrace, the new bed was soft and comfortable and only made better by having Lucas lying with her. But the world doesn't stop, and Aria woke. There was no rhyme no reason for her waking, at least nothing she could fathom. Aria watched Lucas sleep but lying in bed was pointless, sleep would not come soon, so she got up. The room was dark, she couldn't see the painting, or the book case. Aria found her jeans and Lucas' t-shirt and pulled them on and left the room with the door a crack. She didn't remember closing it but they must have at one point or another.
Nox's room was still dark, and the room empty, not that he ever closed his door. But she could feel Aurora in her room, and Nox was not around. Aria made her way to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water and sat at the bar. Lost in thought and memories, a small happy smile lit her face. She was content in knowing that Lucas was in her room, HER room. They had given her a gift and she wasn't exactly sure she could express what it meant to her. But she had tried with Lucas.
Aria felt Aurora wake and heard her come out to the kitchen. Aria tried to shrink and be unseen. This was still not her house, not her home. At least not yet. Aurora walked bleary eyed to the stove and started a kettle of water to boiling. She looked over at Aria and nearly jumped. "How long have you been there?"
Aria shrugged. "Not long I suppose. Bad dreams?"
Lucas was tender and loving and everything it should be. Aria only slightly worried she'd hurt Lucas with her abilities, but they held in check until the very last moment. When everything collided inside her and she couldn't keep the feelings to herself. They washed over and through Lucas, and Aria had to fight not to let them echo back again - to get lost in the ecstasy of their passion.
Time had no meaning, it was just the two of them. Every bit of prior tension released in those moments. The wanting, the need, everything they'd built up since meeting had become a force of nature. It was all consuming.
They had drifted off to sleep in each other's embrace, the new bed was soft and comfortable and only made better by having Lucas lying with her. But the world doesn't stop, and Aria woke. There was no rhyme no reason for her waking, at least nothing she could fathom. Aria watched Lucas sleep but lying in bed was pointless, sleep would not come soon, so she got up. The room was dark, she couldn't see the painting, or the book case. Aria found her jeans and Lucas' t-shirt and pulled them on and left the room with the door a crack. She didn't remember closing it but they must have at one point or another.
Nox's room was still dark, and the room empty, not that he ever closed his door. But she could feel Aurora in her room, and Nox was not around. Aria made her way to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water and sat at the bar. Lost in thought and memories, a small happy smile lit her face. She was content in knowing that Lucas was in her room, HER room. They had given her a gift and she wasn't exactly sure she could express what it meant to her. But she had tried with Lucas.
Aria felt Aurora wake and heard her come out to the kitchen. Aria tried to shrink and be unseen. This was still not her house, not her home. At least not yet. Aurora walked bleary eyed to the stove and started a kettle of water to boiling. She looked over at Aria and nearly jumped. "How long have you been there?"
Aria shrugged. "Not long I suppose. Bad dreams?"