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Something... Unusual (Lordhack and Zodiac)

Lordhack

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Feb 14, 2009
Kai Stellos always had trouble sleeping, ever sense he was 16, he had trouble getting asleep before midnight. It was getting harder now, often times he found himself staying up as late as four o clock, completely unable to sleep. Or, he had been, until the summer started. Since than it felt... almost like someone was protecting him. Or perhaps just watching him. And often, just before he fell asleep, he'd think of her, Sophia, hugging him tightly, as he fell asleep. It was probably pretty common for guys to think of the girl they were interested before bed, but this was... different somehow. She was blond, with long hair, going just past her shoulders. She had nice breasts, just a little smaller than he liked, and nice legs. She'd been in a few classes with him, and he helped her with Math, which came naturally to him. Still, to her, he was barely a friend, definately nothing more. Still, it felt like she was... watching him, protecting him like an angel. It was hard to explain.

Than, there were his dreams. Every man his age, especially virgins like himself, had sexual dreams with the ones they desired. That wasn't what his dreams were like. Not overtly anyway, he wasn't pounding into any girl, or even naked. He was simply there with her, in differing situations. Still, there was this undenyable sexual undertone to them. They never even touched though, whenever they were about to, he'd awake, sometimes in the middle of the night, to be greeted by another dream soon afterward. And he always awoke with his cock, as hard as a rock.
 
His eyes closed as he grew tired, and he heard something, some one with a soft, whispy voice, calling to him. Calling him to the place where he belonged. It was not Sophia's, no it was softer, and longed for him. It was Presephone, yes, his Presephone, and he had to go to her. He needed her soft body, needed to hold it, and for it to hold him. He rolled slightly on his pillow, and moved as though he were hugging a teddy bear. And then, the last of his conciousnence left him, unbeknownst to him, the mortal plane as well. Or maybe his body went as well, it was hard enough to tell with a normal dream.

And then he was running down the street, to Sophia, to his Presephone. He was wearing nothing special, blue jeans and a plain red shirt, not like one he actually owned, just a white, comfortable shirt. The street seemed long, almost like it went forever, and Sophia was shrouded in mist on the other end, but he had to get to her. His lips opened to call out to her, but no noise left them. He heard her call to him, "Kai Baby, come to me." and he had to. She was... different. Whenever he imagined her, she wore white, and sometimes sky blue, innocent collars. What she was adorned in could be called anything but innocent, but he found it very very sexy, an urge to... bow to her almost. His eyes lingered on her breasts, covered by the hard leather, and those silver claws, as he got closer and closer. Than, he was there, inches away. He knew it was a dream, and he knew he would wake any second from now. Any time she would reach for his chin, or he would go for her fingers. "I'm... I'm here." he said, almost out of breath, not sure which name to use with her. Wanting so badly to reach out and touch her, but instead letting the dream linger on.
 
He went to his knees for a moment, and picked up the collar, looking up at her. She seemed... perfect, and yet, also distorted. She wasn't right. And yet, she was everything he needed, everything he could possibly want. He turned the collar over in his hands, running the finger along the inside, as he looked back up at her, into her eyes now. Where they darker now, or was it the light of this place? He wanted to stay with her, to touch her, finally. He wanted to put the collar on... but... He felt one of his fingers cut on one of the silver studs, as he slowly played with the collar. He looked over her body, the whole of it. It was beautiful, but it was dangerous as well. Finally, he moved his eyes up to meet hers. For a moment, she was teriffying, but no less attractive. He looked back at the collar, trying to figure out how to open it, and how it would go on. "What... is this?" He asked slowly. "How does it work, and will it finally let me touch you?"
 
He looked down at her, on her knees, almost begging, than down the to collar. He ran his finger along the inside one more time, than he moved the same finger to his neck, slowly moving along the spot where the collar would soon trap him. As far as he knew. But her fingers were so close, he started to lean in towards them, than pulled back. Slowly, he fastened the collar around his neck. It was such an odd symbol, that he had to be trapped to be with her. But if that's what it took, he would do it. He heard a click, and there it was, the collar was on him, and desperately, his hands went down, moving for his shoulder, and his head lowered itself so her fingers would brush against it. "We can be together... for as long as I want now?" he asked. He couldn't imagine taking the collar off, returning to his home, but he knew that eventually, he would. He could always dream again, as long as he could put the collar on. As long as he could touch her.
 
Oh God they were touching, finally, they were touching. Any doubts he'd had just a moment ago were simply disappearing, although the collar was a bit uncomfortable snapped around his neck like that. It was a bit tight and warm, and for a second, he felt almost like someone was trying to pull him out of it. Than, the feeling was gone, place by the absolute bliss of her body. He hadn't touched a woman at all in what... three years now, save the occasional accidental brush. Slowly, he moved his fingers along her own, as their hands joined, and he felt a warm drop as she kissed him. It had been so long, he didn't notice that she was any warmer, though he did notice she was very warm. He wasn't much of a kisser, so he wasn't really sure what to do with his tongue as hers probed the depths of his mouth, simply enjoying the kiss. Eventually, he moved his free hand to her side, than around to her back. He felt her claw squeeze at him, and he seemed to move even closer to her, almost jumping at the feeling. He wondered just why she had those claws. He breathed deeply once she broke the kiss, staring into her eyes, wondering what they should do. The city seemed familiar somehow, but he had no idea where to go. Than, he heard that last comment. "They?" he asked, looking right into her eyes. "Who are they?"
 
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