Lone Lovers Ledge

Love's Torment

Slamming the fragile little lamb's body against the bed as intimacy took us, pleasure swirling through the air as every option that led us here became us. Driving the lead was an option I would always take perhaps too literally but whilst being in control my desires told me differently as I cupped her face within my hand inches from being brought love. Hesitation echoed throughout her mind as fear radiated through her body. Appreciating nervousness was a step I could take but stopping is a step I would never take, no longer taking heed or care for the precautions echoing throughout the child's mind. Making my way over her body as every inch and every curve stood out to me, the only thought I considered important was her knowing that she is mine. Dancing through the night as bodies tangled and drifted whilst she closed the distance or perhaps the fear of her and i was drifting through the air as strong as small as thought nor feeling was love stronger as its always been making its presence known to her. Perhaps the angels mind was working to find out who i am as every little lamb does but she's different and she always will be different to all those who ever tried to be with me, Aphrodite the goddess of love and beauty.

Ensuring peace when waking up being found wrapped within another's arm would perhaps not be the finest choice made in the moment but would be the most surprising. Taking initiative is what one does best when low on caffeine or that buzz that keeps you working and awake at night, for some it's coffee, for me, however it's s*x. Wrapping an arm around her to keep her secure was one way of saying don't struggle when you wake up or don't wake up at all, its different meanings are often contrary to one another but what one wouldn’t realise is if one truly needs to be at peace, they need to feel safe in their lovers arms which would be me. Stacking upon the supposed absence of love is my thing, being caught stroking a strand of a girl's hair in bed was not. In fact it was totally controversial to what i would usually do to my, let's say clients as usually there would be the s*x then they’d wake up lying in a ditch somewhere as i’d enjoyed the night and they would have no recollection of it whatsoever which is what i call a gift. However I would never wish to do that upon the fragile thing in my arms as it seems she would break too easily if I were to do that to her and perhaps I wish to keep her. Perhaps there's a connection between us that I can't deny which I wish to explore whilst discovering what it truly is. Upon the fact of tingling sensations i would say we’re soulmates but usually that's a whole list of unconventionals to tap through as well as the paperwork i mean can you imagine the load i would have if this were to be heard by the gods, were to be heard by ares even? He certainly wouldn't be impressed.

Situating myself within a comfortable enough position as to ensure when she awakes it wouldn't be a struggle was a task easier than my mind foretold, setting myself with limits to items i can or cannot mention to her was harder as the list began to grow so did the urge to reveal all. However I couldn't do that as it would only lead to worse problems such as her asking questions to which I cannot answer and perhaps i getting in trouble with the olympian counsel for interfering within the lives of that of a mortal. The only idea worth noting down? Leaving everything up to imagination, keeping all a secret to her as lies will eventually form, ensuring her frustration at being lied to, perhaps then storming out with a broken heart and vowing to never return nor speak to me ever again. The perfect plan? Certainly. The only problem? I wasn't sure whether I could risk breaking the poor girl's heart forever to leave her angry with me instead of safe and justified within the very confined walls of my home. Wishing Athena were here to make the decision for me was thinking I could not surpasse nor prevent as everyone eventually wishes for the easiest way out. Perhaps if i were to tell her when she would awaken she will listen and stay with me, perhaps she will see reason to my thinking whilst agreeing it would be the right thing to do, perhaps she will understand my position in all his and realise i would never betray her but she is lucky to be able to be held by me at least for a little while longer. Despite all this rationale thinking one of the most important things i must hide is our connection until i learn more she must not know nor realise what it truly is that connects us otherwise the consequences will be absolutely disastrous for both of us in this situation as i will gain more conviction from the olympians, my husband will become suspicious of me once more, my secret side boyfriend will grow utmost hatred and anger for her whilst the angel will be forced to endure her arranged marriage without being given a chance to run away this time. I must hide this from her otherwise all will fail.