Solace

Noah was staring at Teanna in silence. She's calming down now. Her arm slipped out of his grasp, and his fingers closed around the air, as if not really wanting to have to let her go. His eyes locked against hers at Teanna's whispered words. She waited for me. It could mean that she's waiting for a friend, or ... Noah felt abit light-headed suddenly. Why did she wait? From her behaviors, one could easily deduct that she wanted him. Yes, she wanted and yearned for him, just as Noah had missed her, these past months.

Noah sat down on the bed, stretching out his legs. He couldn't be with her, due to some very speciail circumstances. It's too dangerous for now. Noah's hand slid idly into his pocket, his fingers tracing along the exquisitely designed silver mask inside. Jikeidan'in. But he has a week at the least. He would spend it with Teanna, and Camile. He still needs to get a present for Camile. Noah's hand lifted, his index appendage curling around the light green ribbon that hung around his neck, with a thick metal ring on it. The ring with Omaga's soul, and the ribbon Camile gave me. It was the only, and rather precious a gift, that his mother had given Noah. Noah always wore it.

Getting up, he headed downstairs. Pausing as he watched Teanna eat, before slowly appraoching her. "You don't eat much." He stood behind her, his eyes on her golden'ish hair. He wanted to touch it. Noah wanted to move his fingers gently through each tendril.

-Teanna sat there, tapping her fingers against the wooden table. Maybe she shouldn't have told him, she didn't want him to act any stranger towards her. She wished he would let her be closer to him. She wished he wouldn't pull away after every touch. She toyed with the pieces of cheese, pushing them apart and making strange shapes with them as she thought.

She jumped up a bit as she heard him speak, she hadn't even heard his footsteps behind her. How long had he been watching her for? "Yes..It's a bad work-habit. I hardly have enough time to eat so..uhm, I have a stretched out meal throughout the day...I'm used to it though, not that it's healthy." Teanna looked up into his eyes, and smiled brightly. She had the sudden impulse to embrace him, to wrap her arms tightly around him, to let his warmth flow through her body. She felt safe just by having him near, but being in his arms, she felt unbreakable, as though nothing could touch her, as though nothing could tear her away.

"Well, since I'm here for now, I'll force you to eat." It didn't sound threatening. They were something like mirth in his tone. Noah stared into her eyes, then glanced about them. "Lets go out to take a walk." Noah couldn't stand being in one place for too long. He wanted to go out and about. Plus, he hadn't gotten a chance to walk around Nede yet. He also needed to get a present for Camile, of which he didn't know what she would want.

Then he hesitated. Could she go out, considering that she has a restaurant opened? Because Noah knew from experience that a worker can take a day off, and just not take the pay. But if a boss takes a day off, they might not profit, aswell as lose money. Could Teanna afford to go out? Then Noah caught Teanna's eye, and he saw the desire there. Whenever she looked upon him, he got a strange feeling. It felt as if he wasn't alone in his feelings. It made Noah believe that Teanna felt a romantic need for him. Why would she want me? Noah didn't know if he should be happy, or not. At first, he was, to know that she felt the way he did. Then the thought of not being able to be with her, and her feelings might prolong the pain, well, that wasn't so great.

-Teanna smirked a bit "Oh, so first you tell me to eat, and then to take a walk?" But she was already standing, having covered her plate with another, just so no flies would be attracted to it or anything. "It's pretty quiet today, so it shouldn't be a problem." She was eager to be with him, it probably wouldn't have mattered if the restaurant was full and there was a line-up outside. She'd kick everyone out and lock up just to be able to take a walk with him, with him, Noah. She smiled and jumped a bit, straightening her posture. "Well, let's go!"

Teanna hooked her arm around his but let her hand trail down. She took his hand and smiled, tugging a bit on him. She was actually happy that she was going out. In the past while, the only time she saw the outside world was when she needed to buy groceries, or when she needed to go get something for herself.

Noah grinned at her rhetorical question. "Easily excited, are you?" He blinked some when her arm hooked with his, and he hesitated. Teanna's hand grasped his, and Noah found himself holding her hands firmly. His fingers thread lightly with hers, and he tugged her towards the door with him. "Tell me about what you did these months since I've left." Noah always wondered what she was doing. He wondered if she was hurt, exhausted, lonely, or even if she was thinking of him as he was of her. Sometimes he would feel a connection, as if he knew that Teanna was thinking of him at the time he was of her.

They reached the door, and still Noah didn't let go of her. His grip was so strong by then that it'd prove difficult for her to pull away even if she wanted to. Noah's eyes were on Teanna, once again mezmerized by the delicate face. [She's so thin. He wasn't really thinking, for his other hand reached out, fingertips brushing lightly against her waist. He wanted to know if he felt her waist, would it be all bone?

"Yes, very much so. I haven't been.. out for the enjoyment of being outside, for quite some while." She nodded, massaging his knuckles with her fingers. "I worked really hard on this place. That's all I've been doing really. All I had time for." Teanna's voice cracked, and she looked up to his face, then smiled a bit. "No.. That's a lie. When I wasn't preoccupied with getting this place up and running, I was sitting, sipping some drink or eating and thinking about you. Wondering if you were safe, wondering if you... if you were thinking of me too..." Teanna quickly looked away from him, her cheeks reddening at the sound of her own words. She hadn't intended to say that much, she hadn't intended to spill the contents of her heart out to him, but she couldn't stop.

She was glad that he was holding her so tightly, it meant that he didn't want to let go, and that he was not going to permit her to let go either. Yes, she liked that. Teanna allowed herself to slide closer to him, so that their arms would rub together. She wanted to be close to him. But then he stopped, and she felt his fingers against her waist. Teanna glanced down to his hand, wondering if he found her small waist strange. No, there would be flesh too, meat, it was just that the corset had brought the bones closer together, forming that small waist. She looked up into his eyes, smiling happily. Yes, yes, she loved being near him, she loved the delicious chills that ran down her spine whenever he touched her.-

He liked how he touched her. Noah liked how she would massage his smooth flesh, then her words made his thoughts fade. "Ah'..." There was an awkward silence afterwards, of which Noah was torn between telling her the truth, or not saying anything at all. His arm would rub against hers just as she steped closer to him, then his attention fixated on her waist. His whole palm was up against her waist, on her rib-cage, pressing down lightly on it. Noah's normally easily cold, and her warm flesh made him want to move closer.

"You know, you never finished telling me that story." Noah's been wanting to hear the rest of it from her for awhile. He glanced up, away from her waist and into her eyes. Slowly pulling his hand back, he already missed the warmth that she gave him. Fingers clenching, his arm fell back to his side slowly. He remembered that they got to the part about the princess running away, and then .. yeah, that was about as far as they got. How did the princess end? For some unbeknownst reason, Noah wanted to know the ending, and why it had upsetted Teanna like that, months ago.

-Teanna's hand slid down and she placed it over his, warming him up. "Well...Right now, we're supposed to be taking a walk. I'll tell you the story tonight, okay? Think of it as a bed-time story, just.. don't take it word for word, I'd hate for you to share my nightmares." Teanna whispered the last words. It was true. If one would listen carefully, the tone of her voice made the story so much more real, so much more painful, and if one were to truly listen, they would live the story as she spoke of it.

As he pulled away, Teanna opened the door of the restaurant, her arm was still hooked around his, and her hand was still holding his. She hadn't let go yet. She hadn't even thought of letting go. "It looks like rain.." She whispered and looked up at the dark gray clouds that had gathered. But the rain didn't bother her. Umbrellas on the other hand, though, did bother her immensely.

Teanna tightened her grip of his hand and pulled him outside, then with her free hand she tossed the velvet rope over the poles. "That means.. It's closed." She smiled at him.-

Noah nodded, turning his hand over to press their palms together. A familiar electric feeling built up inside him, and he wondered if she felt it, too. Nightmares. After learning of his history, and living relatives, Noah still get nightmares. He still has that peculiar, characteristic fear of the dark. It's not as bad now, but a fear is a fear. What kind of nightmares does she get? Glancing outside at the dark grey clouds about, Noah shook his head. He didn't like the rain. He dislikes the cold. Following out after her, he glanced to the velvet rope, "Creative."

He led her down the steet, glancing about curiously. Not much has change, it seems. Unfortunately, it seems people are starting to pack up and close down their stores, from the rain. That means he might not be able to get a present for Camile today. But he had asked for a walk, so they will take a walk. That is the objective. "Have you made many friends?" Noah glanced about. Even though he was, and maybe still is, a rather reserved person, he had some who would help him if he needed help. Many knew about his haughty and rude mannerisms, but most also knew he's a good man. Those that he cares about have described him as one with a generous nature, and a spark of great kindness. There would be those here that would lend him a hand if he needed them, but Noah is not one to ask for help unless he has no other way.

-Teanna grinned and she bowed her head in a form of thanks. "It's all fancy... Thought people might like it, you know?" The people looked at them strangely. Was it uncommon for people to be holding hands? She looked up to the sky, and she felt a droplet of rain against her lips. Teanna licked her lips, then slowly tilted her head to a side, leaning it gently against his arm. "Friends? No... Just acquaintances. I mean, I talk to people, but I don't consider them friends. Some shopkeepers call me by my name and sometimes wave at me, but.. they're not friends, you know?" She just wanted to be near him... Teanna wondered how she would explain the story. In her mind, it was all quite simple: man hates princess, princess is scared, man blows up, princess runs away only to be rescued by a Prince Charming.

"Would you be willing to trust me more, if I tell you my story?" Teanna lifted her head, looking up to him. She hoped he would trust her, she hoped he would let her in. His actions confused her so very much. The way he held her close one moment, and pushed her away the next. The way he's about to kiss her, and then runs away. "Or.. Maybe you could tell me how you've been these past few months. Did you think of me?" Teanna lifted her head and smirked up to him.-

Noah nodded. Yes, indeed, creativity would appeal to the people of Nede, for it is the cultural town of Aenied. Whilst training, Noah had an idea in mind. He would offer it to Teanna later. A part of him felt that this notion would appeal to her very much. Feeling her head against his arm, Noah's head would turn towards her. "Friends are scarce." That was indeed, a rather simple statement. Simple, in amount of words, but perhaps complex, in the meaning of what was truly said. Noah believes it is those who appears most simple sometimes, that're really most glorious. But who knows?

Noah chose to not answer her first question. He didn't know if he'd be able to trust her more if she told him her story. It's not just a matter of trust, but rather one of safety. He would give her no promises just yet. "These past months..." Noah's sentence seemed to trail off, and there was a silence, before he whispered so that only she would hear, "I have been with a friend in training. You must see that Im a rather different man." Yes, perhaps Noah has grown some, mentally. Although, even if he has the mental strength of a thousand man, he's left confused, trying to puzzle out the 'secrets' to love. Noah can't seem to fully understand it.

-She nodded, looking around at the people that now rushed into their homes. Such fear of rain. Why? Rain was beautiful. And it was so calming. Yes, yes cold, but it was soothing. In a few minutes' time, it was pouring out. Teanna broke away from him and moved a few steps ahead. She twirled around a few times and giggled, staring up at the sky. It was finally raining. It hadn't rained in a while, and it pleased her. Maybe because of the effect it had on her.

"Yes, you are different." She nodded as she lowered her head so that she would look at him. Teanna walked back to him and looked up into his eyes. She tilted her head to a side and lifted her hand, letting her fingers brush over his cheek for a moment. She pulled her hand away and stepped back, giggling as she spun around a few more times.-

Noah sensed Teanna's exhilaration, and he felt the rain falling against his cheeks. His hair stuck to his face, but he stood still, composed. As a psionic user, he knew that the mind reigns over the body. The physical needs of creatures are insignificant, if one is calm inside. Calm as an ocean in a storm, even the fish below can swim along. No weather can affect the weather inside. His eyes seemed to half-closed as her fingers brushed along his cheek, and he felt his fingers twitch. He was about to reach out, to grab her, tug her against his anatomy for warmth, before she pulled away to spin in the rain.

Noah creased his brows and continued to stand there, hands tucked into the pockets of his denim; his trench-coat flapped against his body as the breeze picked up, and Noah blinked, feeling drops of moisture on his long eyelashes. It is pouring. And yet he felt safe here, in the rain, in the cold, in the middle of a street, watchng her spin before him. It was a scene, indeed, if only one could paint it out. If this was a painting, this is what one would see. A handsome man in a billowing coat, almost like a cape, and an energetic, beautiful girl spinning around before him. The rain poured down around them, causing the man's hair to cling to his face. A drop of liquid traveled down the bridge of his straight nose, dripping towards the ground to cause the tiniest splash. The background, all around them, would be grey, whilst the man and woman were in color, standing out in the image.

-Teanna kept spinning, yes, yes spin, leave the memories behind, leave the pain behind. Let it all go. Just her, just her and him. She was completely soaked, and barefoot. The dress clung tight to her body, accentuating her curves, and her hair, despite the fact that it was filled with water, was still voluminous, still kept it's small waves. She was glowing in joy, she was in her element. The rain was not even cold anymore, ever drop that fell against her skin seemed almost warm.

Teanna stopped spinning and looked at him as she had done before. Except now, her eyes were filled with a mixture of emotion. Need, there was such strong need in her eyes, and pain, sorrow. But there was joy at the same time. Teanna stepped closer to him, her hand stretched out to touch him. She didn't pull her hand back, it would've been too obvious, but she placed it on his shoulder as though she needed support. Her other hand came up and pulled the hair out of his eyes. "Noah..." She smiled, her hand then slid down lower, wiping some large droplets of water that threatened to drip off. She just stood there in front of him, the pain having vanished from her eyes, same with the sorrow. All that was left was the need for him, and the joy that he brought to her.-

Noah seemed to be spellbound by her spins, watching each circle her curvy figure made. Noah would remember each detail, each like a fine imprint in his mind. He would remember how her dress got more soaked with the passing of time, slowly sticking to her body, bringing prominence to her agreeable figure. And her hair, oh yes, Noah wanted to touch her hair, feel the soft, almost silky texture. Noah would just stand there, watching her. In such a condition, she seemed to glow, to radiate with something he never saw in her before.

Noah caught the variations of emotions in the depths of Teanna's eyes. Noah didn't step away this time as she touched him, hand on his sturdy shoulder. An arm would extend, palm catching her by the elbow, as if helping her balance, though the fingertips of his chilly flesh pressed against hers. The polar white hair swept from his eyes, and Noah could hear Teanna call his name. She was calling for him, and he liked how the sound of his name came from her parted lips. Teanna's hand slid lower, wiping the larger droplets of liquid away, and his head would turn, rubbing his strong jaw against her palm. His eyes, those characteristic, determined, honest eyes, just like hers, possessed a fierce need. His lips parted, and a whisper slipped out, "..I wish I could wipe away all your pains."

-Teanna just stood there, staring up into his eyes "You don't even let me know you, Noah..." She spoke, her voice cracking, but it was barely noticeable. It hurt her that he did not let her in. She wanted to know, she wanted him to let her be with him, if not completely then at least to stop denying her. She never once looked away from his eyes, she was completely lost in them. "...Let me in." She whispered, her voice filled with sorrow. It hurt her, hurt her so very much.

She let go of his shoulder, and wrapped both of her arms tightly around him, letting her body sway gently from side to side.Letting the rain pour over them. Letting the rain wash away as little of her sorrow as it could. Letting it hide her. A small movement, just a small sway. Teanna closed her eyes, and leaned her head against his shoulder, humming softly. "Hold me.. Please..." She whispered, surprised at her words, surprised at her need. She was begging him! She was begging him... Her heart was pounding in her chest in disbelief, what if he would run away again? What if she was asking too much? Why was asking to be with him, too much? Why...

Something flickered in the depths of Noah's eyes. Her tone of voice, to him it sounded like begging. Then to his surprise, Teanna's arm came around him tightly. The rain splattered down on them, and Noah's heart stirred at her words. Hold her... Arms lifting, then in an awkward fashion, brought themselves about Teanna's frail image. Their frames pressed close together, and Noah felt a peculiar, but not uncomfortable sensation spread along his physique.

Noah picked Teanna up easily, lifting her off the ground by simply holding his arms around her figure. He turned, carrying her back towards the restaurant, Eclipse. Shifting the velvet rope aside, shoving the door open. "You're going to get a cold." Closing the door behind them, Noah staggered back slightly to lean against the wall. Putting her back onto her feet, Noah stared into Teanna's eyes. "I .. have a particular weakness for you, against my keenest logic, and greatest discipline." He was breathing heavily, brushing strands of her wet hair out of the way idly, "I must ask of you to bring to the demise, of this torture."

"Let me love you, Noah." She whispered as he carried her. She wasn't sure if he heard her, she hoped he did but it didn't matter. She said it. She said what she wanted. She wanted to love him. No...No...She already did love him. She wanted him to stop forbidding emotions towards her. Teanna clung tightly to him, she knew he wouldn't drop her, but she still clung to him, to assure herself that he could not let go of her, and even if he did, that she still held onto him.

"I don't care about a bloody cold. It'll pass.." Teanna whispered as she stared up into his eyes. His words hit her as impossible. Her hand stretched out, her fingers as usual pressed against his cheek, but this time she stretched her fingers further. Her palm pressed against his cheek, caressing him before sliding her fingers towards the back of his head. Teanna hadn't said a word to him in reply. Not a word. But she hoped that he could not hear how fast her heart was pounding in her chest, she hoped it wouldn't give it away. Her fingers curled in his silver hair, surprised at how soft it felt, how silky it was beneath her fingers. But she pressed down, pushing his head closer to her as she leaned up, and in a brief second, her lips were locked with his.-

Noah felt his breath caught in his throat at her words. Let me love you, Noah... Her words were repeated continuously in his mind, and Noah half-closed his eyes as her palm pressed against his cheek. Noah stepped closer, feeling her heartbeat against his own, of which also raced at exhilarating speeds. "Show me how to love." Noah whispered this to her as Teanna leaned in towards him. He had no experience with love. He wants to learn, to learn this from Teanna. In a second, their lips were locked together, and Noah's hand pressed against her moist back. His lips felt awkward, uncoordinated as it moved with hers.

Then Noah felt a slight pain on his nose. Opening his eyes fully, he saw that his nose had bumped into hers. Cheeks flushing, his head would tilt, eyes fluttering closed as his lips pressed back on hers, moving in a more coordinated fashion. His other hand shifted upwards, tangling with her voluminous hair, gathering a handful. Tugging lightly, the tendrils that were Teanna's hair caused her head to be tugged back. Noah leaned in, allowing his lips to continue with hers.

-As their lips collided, she felt her knees grow weak, and her grip around him tightened. She felt a delicious chill run down her spine, it didn't matter that they were both inexperienced, it didn't matter that their noses bumped. He was there, embracing her, kissing her, and she never wanted the moment to end. Her fingers tugged on his wet trench-coat and she slid it down his shoulders, trying to get it off of him. It was getting in the way of her hands. She wanted to feel his skin, she wanted to feel his strong arms.

Teanna's eyes closed, and her lips would shift against his, careful this time so their noses wouldn't collide anymore. She then parted his lips with hers, deepening the kiss, her body pressing his against the wall. She gasped softly as she felt him tug on his hair, it was so strange, the feeling. She hadn't... she hadn't felt anything like it before. Her whole body reacted on it's own will. And she craved for him. She needed to feel his body. Lust? Wasn't it? Her lips pushed hard against his, and the tip of her tongue slowly slid in his mouth.-

Noah's trench-coat fell away from his body easily, landing on the ground with a soft thump. He was left in a black wife-beater shirt, thick belt, and denim. The rain outside poured, splattering against the roof. Noah loved that sound. The sound of rainfall on the roof. Noah felt a stirring in his body, like an uncontrollable, almost animalistic need. Lust? He couldn't help it. His lips were moving roughly with hers, the desire driving his hand to slide lower. His brawny build bent some, so his muscular arm could stretch, fingers grasping on the bottom of her white dress. He remembered when he last saw her bare body. The picture, still fresh on his mind...

She was there, laying on the shore, naked. Drops of cool liquid trailing down her body from having washed herself.. Her hair was wet, almost sticking to her pretty face, glowing ever so slightly in the sunlight. Her beautiful, naked body.. The tiny waist that led downwards, to skinny legs, and almost shapeless breasts...

Noah lost all control, jerking his hand upwards. With a ripping noise, Noah tore Teanna's dress, straight through the middle. Letting go of the piece of cloth, the useless dress fell behind her, uncovering the body that Noah yearned for, these passed months. His lips were parted, and he reacted, imitating her motions in the slightest ways. Her tongue was inside his mouth, and Noah welcomed her, wrestling her tongue down with his, then interwining them together.

-Her fingers trembled as she traced them down his strong arms, feeling the tensed muscles. Her hands then passed down his chest, and she tugged up on his shirt. Teanna pulled her lips away from his for just a brief moment, allowing herself just enough time to pull his shirt over his head and toss it away. She looked him up-and down, admiring his body. She'd wanted him, all this time, she needed him, yearned for his touch, lusted for him. Her lips pushed against his once more, and she wrapped her tongue around his, tugging it into her mouth.

Teanna gasped into the kiss as he ripped her dress off. He ripped it off. Unbelievable. Her bare body moved closer, pushing against him. Her small breasts crushed against his chest. Teanna's hands slid down lower, shaking, excited, uncontrollable. She tugged on his belt, and pulled it off, he fingers moving to undo his pants. Her lips pulled back from his. "I'm yours... Take me." She whispered, looking up into his eyes. No, no she couldn't control herself, she didn't want to.

Noah felt her fingers, tracing along the smooth orbs that were the fine muscles of his arms. His shirt was lifted, then tossed aside. Noah felt the muscles along his body twitch. He couldn't control himself. His tongue was inside her mouth, probing in, exploring the insides curiously. It feels the same! It almost felt like the inside of his own mouth, which surprised him. Noah had thought that there were some drastic differences between a male and female. Apparently, the inside of the mouth isn't one of the many great contrasts between the genders.

Noah gasped, his breathing would become a heavy pant. He felt the slightest pressure on his pants after Teanna had tugged off his belt, and he hardened under the fabric of his denim and undergarment. Noah barely heard her. All he felt was his fierce, animalistic drive to be one with her. The hand that had ripped off her dress descended, dropping to grasp the edge of her panties. With a yanking motion, Noah lowered Teanna's undergarment, revealing her clitoris to him. Noah was eyeing it curiously, eager to examine it, but his hand would slid into his own pants. Grasping his erect manhood, Noah slowly slipped himself inside her opening.

-One of Teanna's legs lifted and she wrapped it around him, bringing her body closer to him after he tugged down on her panties. She didn't prove to be as curious about the male anatomy as he was of the female's. She hadn't even glanced down at his member. For some reason she was scared to. She wrapped an arm around his neck, keeping her body steady. Teanna pulled her lips away from his, she meant to speak, she meant to tell him something. Important, yes it was important, but it could wait. It would wait.

She gave a loud gasp as she felt him slide inside her. So much pain. She whimpered, leaning her head against his shoulder. A bit of blood trickled down her thighs, but she pressed her hips down against him, urging him on. Teanna wanted him, yes, despite the pain. The pain would go away, it would go away. Another kiss. Kiss him again. She lifted her head and pushed her lips against his, rougher than before, kissing him hungrily.-

Noah's arms came around her, stabalizing her against him. Blinking when her lips were pulled away from his, Noah glanced downwards. His eyes went wide in shock when he saw the trickle of blood, and he paused. "...Am I hurting you?" Noah had no idea. He had no idea that a girl's first time meant that she'd bleed. ... Actually, he didn't even know if Teanna was a virgin or not. Then her hips pressed down against him, and his arms tightened about her figure.

Lips fluttering against hers in a passionate, wild manner, Noah's teeth pressed down on her lips. Warm blood spilled from her lips, and Noah quickly licked it away. His hips rocked against hers, aligned, thrusting his manhood into her. The feeling he got when he was inside her felt .. alien, to him. He's never done this before. Stepping away from the door, Noah placed Teanna against the floor. He leaned over her, fingers tangling in with her hair. Noah pushed upwards, thus penetrating deeper inside her.