Tile Dance

Kittaras Tile Dance

*A gentle music begins to fill the room, strings lightly playing, gentle beats of the drums mirror her heart beat as she lays on her side curled up on the blood red tiles. Softly formed legs pulled up to her chest, her sinewy arms gently wrapped around them, her eyes closed, golden waves of hair pooling out around her head as glistening lips gently open, her soft sighs escaping her. Her lithe body slowly unfolding, pale lids opening slowly, softly glowing eyes appearing and her legs stretch out, beautifully formed feet turning down as dainty toes come to a point.*

 *rolling over to her side, her gaze falling on the ring holding her chains to the blood red tiles as she wakes fully aware of her surroundings. she lightly reaches out to touch it a pang settling in her, her heart beat slowly increasing as a vision of Him fills her mind, her breath catching in her throat as a wave of need fills her. her legs curling up as the feeling washes through her body, a soft moan escaping her as her eyes quickly look back to His chair but He is not there. her eyes close quickly as she rolls to her stomach, willowy legs curling beneath her again, her back arching and head dropping to the floor as her minds spins with questions and desires she doesn't understand*

*crying out softly as she brings her head up again, her arms stretching out towards where He should be, loneliness and despair washes over her, the gentle strains of the music growing more intense as if mourning for her. her lush lips glisten as a small tear trails it way down her soft cheek, her body curling up once more as her feelings overwhelm her. Rolling again to her back again, her arm rising to cover her eyes as her mind portrays Him there with her, His touch...will it be soft ...will it be rough .. His kisses, will He taste like the honey mead He so enjoys? her body begins to rock softly, her back arching as her need pools in her core the  ache building*

*taking a deep shuddering breath her arm falls, softly her fingers glide down her chest, barely skimming the fullness of her breast. her breath rushing out loudly as desire skitters through her, her mind trying to imagine Him here with her, finally taking what was His. Rolling to her side in frustration, her gaze fixes on the door to the rest of His home, her mind spinning with thoughts. Her arms reaching out to it, a desperate hope for Him to appear, her mouth opening again as soft hazel orbs fill with tears once more. her frustration mounts as her body begins to throb with its need*

*curling up her legs drawing them up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them, her head rocking side to side as the misery of her need shoots through all parts of her. Soft beats of the drums and strings infusing her soul allowing her some measure of peace momentarily as her body uncurls her legs stretch out, soft, delicate feet gently twining around each other in the lightest of touches. Sucking in her breath again as the need spirals throughout her, her breath hissing through her teeth.*

*rolling to her stomach, her legs and arms pushing her lithe body along the surface of the floor slowly. One arm reaching out towards the doorway as one legs draws up underneath her, her hips rising and falling as she claws her way forward. The chains stopping her near the door, but not near enough, an anguished moan rising from her as her head drops lightly to the tiles, the music intensifying, rolling over her in waves*

*laying near the doorway, her tears flowing freely as her body trembles and shivers with unfulfilled need, her breathing ragged. Her arms and legs lying as she stopped, one arm reaching forward towards the door and one leg resting under her. A soft sound permeates her senses, her breath stopping as her head raises slightly, her eyes glistening from tears as she listens...again the sound, soft and distant, her mouth lifting in a joyous smile*

*The sound of His footsteps drawing closer, finally stopping outside the doorway and then the click of a lock, the soft whoosh of it opening and then His beloved face...her body scrambling to rise to meet Him. His long stride brings Him to her quickly, His hand staying her position. her gaze confused as she looks into His dark orbs, His hand touching her mouth softly as His finger stops her words. At long last, His arms draw her to Him, His lips claiming hers, taking her as what she is*  ~la kajira~