by A. M. True
The third Warrior of Lapoi stared for a moment at Barthaldeo, before stepping into the ring of fire, which didn’t seem to hurt him. Once inside, he bent down to look at the fearful expression on his opponent’s face. I could not see the Lapoian Warrior’s face, but I suspect he was proud of his near victory. Slowly, he stood back up, and continued staring down at Barthaldeo. Out of utter disrespect, he spit at Barthaldeo’s feet. Just as he was turning to walk away, he began forming a huge ball of energy in his hands. He jerked around and slammed the ball down to crush Barthaldeo’s body. Barthaldeo struggled to speak as his voice sounded in pain.
Barthaldeo: This is not the last of this! I will regain my strength! I will never ever, ever give up!
At that, his body gave out and he released his struggle. An orb of maroon light swirled from his torso and began floating upward until it disappeared through the ceiling.
Artist: Howard Shore
Song: The Bridge to Khazad Dum (Extended)
The three warriors from Lapoi stood there for a moment, breathing heavily and staring at their unconscious enemies lying on the floor. The hallway outside the chamber was filled with dozens of other warriors from Lapoi who were also quietly standing, while their chests rose and fell from deep breaths, over the unconscious bodies of numerous dark beings. The battle appeared to be over. The dust was settling.
I couldn’t believe they had all come to rescue me. I was finally safe again. One by one, they removed their helmets revealing themselves. In the chamber room with me I saw Romenciel and the Archer. The warriors in the hallway began removing their helmets. I didn’t recognize many of them, but they were all so incredibly handsome. I hadn’t yet seen Thorenel, Emalickel, or any of the other brothers besides Romenciel.
I heard breathing behind me. When I turned around, I remembered the third warrior in the chamber room. Still in full armor, he was standing over Barthaldeo but was looking in my direction. His fists were clenched by his sides as he continued breathing deeply. His helmet was still on. Romenciel spoke to me from across the room.
Romenciel: You should go to him—give him your gratitude for disposing of the enemy.
Slowly, I walked to stand directly in front of the third warrior. He began lifting the helmet from his head. Embarrassed by my weakness, I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I dropped my head in shame of the chaos I had caused while he finished removing his helmet.
I felt a finger under my chin, gently tilting my head up. My eyes scanned his chest up to his broad shoulders. My eyes followed up his neck, his chin and his jaw, up his entire squared, chiseled face. I gasped. Butterflies of excitement filled my stomach.
Me: Emalickel!
Tears filled my eyes. I buried my face into his immaculate chest, as he wrapped his secure reassuring arms around me. I heard his voice as it echoed with words in my mind.
Emalickel: It is okay. You are safe now.
I felt guilty and scared, relieved and overwhelmed. I felt like this whole ordeal was my fault. I burst into tears. Embarrassed of the other warriors watching us, I spoke to Emalickel through thoughts. I knew he could hear me.
Me: Emalickel, I’m so sorry. I don’t even know what to say.
Emalickel: Do not cry. Everything is going to be alright, do you hear me?
I continued to cry anyway—I think it was from relief. He placed his hands on either side of my face and gently lifted my head up to look at him. He spoke aloud this time.
Emalickel: Do you hear me, Adrienne? Everything is alright. We are all well.
He gently smiled at me.
Emalickel: All is well.
He watched as a tear rolled from my eye. Then, he wiped it from my face with his thumb, and paused to stare down at me. He suddenly changed his focus as he to rustled to remove the armored-vest from his body and dropped it to the floor. Under it he wore a black sleeveless tunic. He pulled my head into his chest. He held my head with both arms and squeezed me even closer into him. He nestled his head with mine and I felt his hands stroking my hair. I could feel warmth radiating from him.
Artist: Tunes of Fantasy (Florian Bur)
Song: White Angel
I pulled away to briefly look at up at him once again. I couldn’t believe it was really Emalickel. When I looked around, I noticed we were no longer on the dark ship. We were standing in a thick, beautiful, grassy valley. There was a gentle wintergreen-invigorated breeze.
Me: Where are we?
Emalickel: We are back in Dillectus—safe and sound.
He gazed all around us at the scenery for a moment before continuing.
Emalickel: I needed to be alone with you. I know you have been through a lot, and there is yet still so much for you to learn, but this is something I feel you need to know now.
He grabbed my hands with his. His eyes pierced into mine.
Emalickel: I want you to know… I love you, Adrienne of Earth—so incredibly much. I have felt this way since long before you even knew me. I would move the heavens for you. This is not a dream. This is not a fantasy. This is real. And, if you are willing, when your mortal life expires, and you have fully reawakened to your inner-self, you may return here to Lapoi. It would be my honor, and an absolute pleasure, to have you at my side from there on—but only if you wish to do so. Your happiness is my priority.
Looking into my eyes, he brushed the hair strands which gently blew across my face from the breeze. It seemed all my hopes and dreams were coming true. There he was, all I had ever wanted, in a world full of everything I had ever dreamed of. I was overwhelmed by the reality of these manifestations. Not only did I get to meet a supreme being who shared all kinds of knowledge and experiences with me, but I had just received an invitation, directly from him, to enjoy the experience for the rest of my existence alongside him. And even more, he was so damn attractive. We stared only briefly at one another before I became overwhelmed and dizzy. My legs became weak and my knees gave out from under me. I fell into Emalickel’s arms. Embracing me, he gently lowered us to lay on the soft, warm ground.
He held me there in his arms with a compassionate expression. Words could not even begin to explain how I felt about him. I felt so connected and in-tune with him. I couldn’t see myself without him. All I knew is that I wanted to be with him forever in this magical place. There was this insuppressible desire to be with him. It felt like our souls had come from the same source, once upon a time, and now it was as if they were reuniting after a long time away from one other.
Still he continued to gaze down at me with love and understanding behind his eyes. A gentle smile grew on his face. He appeared to be proud and nodded his head. It was as if he had heard my thoughts and was giving me confirmation of their truth.
He licked his lips and slowly began to lean down into me. We closed our eyes. Our warm lips gently and timidly grazed across one another a few times. We both knew of our desires for each other but were hesitant of the newness of the reality that it was happening. I felt so free. I clenched his body and pulled it in closer to mine. I kept the hold on him as he nestled into my neck. I wanted to feel Emalickel become a part of me. My body just couldn’t get close enough to his. I wanted to unite with him, as one. I wanted to feel him deep within me.
Emalickel pulled away from our embrace to stare into my eyes back and forth.
Emalickel: Are you certain? Is this what you want, truly?
He had read my mind again. Trusting in him completely, I smiled confidently in agreement.
Looking around, he began sitting up with me. I never took my eyes from him. He appeared to lock his eyes on something in the distance behind us. He paused to think for a moment before helping me to my feet. He was still looking into the distance as he spoke.
Emalickel: Come here.
He pulled me in close with his arms once again. This time, he was looking down at me and used both hands to slowly move my face to look up at him. The scenery around us started to fade into another place. We appeared to be inside a beautiful w
hite room with sheer chiffon drapes which blew as they hung from several arched windows.
He grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me so that my back was to the draped archways. Then, he began walking forward, which in turn, caused me to walk backward. Once the momentum was going, he moved his hands to hold my face again. We kept walking until I fell backwards onto a large bed. The mattress felt very similar to memory foam but was slightly softer.
Artist: Audiomachine (Ivan Torrent)
Song: Wars of Faith (Extended Remix)
Emalickel kicked off his boots before crawling onto the bed with me on his hands and knees. I followed his lead. As he continued crawling forward, I scooted myself backward to maintain my position underneath him. When both of our bodies were entirely on the bed, Emalickel slowly lowered his head to mine. Our lips met and pressed firmly against one another intensely. He breathed in deeply. He lowered his body to mine by shifting his weight onto his elbows instead of his hands.
Our lips parted to allow one another inside. Our tongues danced passionately with one another. He leaned onto one arm to allow his other hand freedom. It felt warm as it held the side of my face. After a moment, he slid his hand down my neck and traced down my arm to my waist. He grabbed my hip and squeezed it fervidly as I heard him take in another lustful deep breath. The kiss intensified. Emalickel’s warm hand continued over to my stomach and moved up to my chest until he clutched one of my breasts.
Against my thigh, I felt a long, thick bulge begin to rise and harden beneath his black trousers. He pressed it against my leg. I broke away from the kiss to let out a yearning cry for him. Our hands began exploring all over each other. My nails gently scratched down the muscular ripples of his back while he continued to move his hands in the path from my face, to my neck, to my breasts.
Our entire bodies began moving with one another and rubbing against each other. Our breathing became more rapid and extreme. Our body temperatures were rising, and our intimate areas became filled with aches of desire.
Emalickel pulled away from our kiss and looked into my eyes while catching his breath. He was trying to gain permission to enter me. Upon a slight nod of my head, I closed my eyes submitting to him. Still mounting me, he sat up to remove his tunic. He slowly slid my dress up with his hand as it grazed up my inner thigh. He inched himself up with his knees to get closer, while untying his trousers and removing them from his legs.
My heart skipped a beat as I felt his warm, smooth intimate area brush against mine. I let out a craving moan. This caused his bulge to become even harder. He lowered his chest to mine and nestled his head into the side of my neck. I heard Emalickel let out bursts of air and quiet moans under his breath as he allowed his throbbing hardness to gently brush against my intimate area. He steadily increased the intensity of this until I felt him begin to push it against me. My eyes closed as I prepared for the ecstasy he was leading up to. I felt him lift his head from my neck.
He was looking into my eyes as he allowed himself to slowly slip himself inside of me. His pupils dilated as he continued all the way in, deeper and deeper. We both couldn’t help but moan loudly as he filled me completely. An intense cry of pleasure from me echoed throughout the entire room as he chose to hold this position for a minute. I felt how thick and large he was as he remained pushed in so deeply. Then he slowly glided himself back out, and then back in again. Steadily picking up the pace, he continued pumping faster and faster until his pace was almost in unison with our breaths. The more rapid our breathing became, the more rapidly he pushed himself in and out.
Emalickel lowered his head to mine and wrapped me tightly with both his arms and legs. My pleasure escalated. I enjoyed being beneath him as his body engulfed mine. I felt safe and protected by his power and mass. He had complete control in his mount on me. It stimulated me to know how easy it would be for him to dominate me, yet I knew he wouldn’t do such because he knew of my trust in him and exhibited such self-control. He was civilized and in control of himself, yet there was a touch of dominating primal in his movements; just the way I liked it. I had never felt that before Emalickel.
He began shaking as his speed increased; faster and faster, harder and harder. We both breathed and moaned together as he continued his strong thrusts into me. My body began to tremble. I felt him grab onto me tightly. He clenched me harder with his arms and legs as he let out a loud moan. I knew he was approaching climax. This made me throb with heat in preparation.
Artist: PostHaste Music (Mark Petrie)
Song: Convergence
Then, I felt him lift his head from me. He whispered with authority.
Emalickel: Look at me.
I looked up at him, but it was hard to not roll my eyes into the back of my head or close them in pleasure. He repeated a bit louder and sterner.
Emalickel: Look at me.
I gained enough control of myself to maintain eye contact. His aqua-blue eyes pierced right into me.
Emalickel: I will only complete myself with you. Are you ready?
I wasn’t sure if I would be able to climax. I was no good at climaxing on-demand. Emalickel spoke in a sultry whisper against my ear.
Emalickel: If you’re ready… I will provide it to you.
I wasn’t sure if I understood what he meant.
He groaned deeply several times as he gave a few final strong thrusts inside of me. I felt his long, thick shaft begin to pulsate against my walls as the warmth of his ejaculation pumped forcefully into me. He maintained eye contact with me as his pupils suddenly dilated once again. A wave of energy shot through my chest, and I felt a surge of pleasure travel downward, shocking my nether-region with ecstasy. I felt myself pulsating intimately along with him. I cried out and latched onto him as I convulsed with him. I had never felt anything so physically pleasurable. What had he done to me? My body was feeling sensations I had never felt before. I couldn’t help but scream out. My body began shuddering uncontrollably in ecstasy. We both held onto each other as the intense convulsing continued.
Suddenly, my torso began to tingle, almost like the sensation of excited butterflies, but then it spread to everywhere throughout my body. It traveled into my head. I opened my eyes. Looking at our bodies, I noticed a fog being emitted from the both of us. It was all the colors of a rainbow. It blended together in a dance all around and within our bodies. His energy was literally blending with mine. It felt tremendously invigorating and took my breath away. This blending lasted a minute or two. We then laid there for a time, catching our breath again.
We finally approached a calm and coherent state again. Emalickel removed his body from mine and rolled over next to me on his back. He placed my head onto his chest and gently stroked my hair. My eyes grew heavy. My body had never felt so relaxed. I felt so safe and protected. Feeling secure and guarded, I allowed myself to drift to sleep in his arms as an uncontrollable tired overcame me.
7
The Reveal
Artist: Hans Zimmer
Song: Time
I felt peaceful. My eyes began to slowly open as I awoke from my slumber. My bed felt so soft and warm. Smiling, I remember thinking to myself, what a wonderful, beautiful, long-lasting dream!
Feeling depressed that it had ended, I knew I must go on with the routine of real life. It felt like I had been sleeping for days. Suddenly, I was slightly panicked. Oh my gosh! What time is it? I need to get ready for work! Am I late? As my eyes grew wider, and I became more aware. I realized my surroundings were unfamiliar. I was not in my room, nor in my own familiar bed.
I sat up to get a better look at everything around me. The first thing I noticed was how incredibly large the room was. It was about 900 square-feet with an immaculate 20-foot cathedral-style ceiling, which was outlined with recessed lighting and contained a diamond
chandelier.
The walls of the room contained many arches and advanced architectural designs. There were many large windows, large decorative mirrors, and pewter and bronze decorations
along the walls. A slight breeze and soft light came streaming in through the sheer white curtains, which hung from the arched doorways along the wall to my left and at the foot of the bed. Both archways led to two different 600 square-foot balconies which were connected by a bridge. On my right there was another large arched doorway which was open. It looked like it led down a hallway which opened into a dining room. There was another arched door in the adjacent corner of that wall which led to what looked like a bathroom.
The bed I sat upon was larger than any I had ever seen before. It contained no footboard but had an eloquent headboard, which was built to act like a decorative wall. The headboard was padded and consisted of white velvet circles, which intertwined with one another and were outlined by thick gold into an arched shape. The pillows and sheets were white. The large plush comforter which lay atop the sheets was white and gold to match the headboard. The bed sat upon a raised area of the floor which was trimmed in gold.
