《He-Thing and the Cabal of the Cosmos》The Flow of the River
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The protégé led Zolantos
deep into Castle Brave Bone.
The younger Annison Lake,
only fourteen years old,
spoke very little,
and Zolantos dwelt on what
the Grand Matron had said —
“I would kill the All-or-Nothing if I had the chance.”
How far had her heresy gone?
Had he been so cruel to her
when they had been young?
Had he not loved her?
He had only been a boy!
The world was dark.
He focused on Annison’s
slippered footsteps in front of him.
Every cell of her body
bellowed through his Cosmic Paranoia —
the wispy strands of her waist-length dark hair,
the tiny bead of sweat
dripping down her solar plexus
beneath her gown,
the twitching
of her nervous hands.
Why was he so intoxicated
by this child?
Was it because she was a younger,
just budding
version
of the woman he had loved,
flesh renewed,
heart unembittered?
“I have not been down here
since I was just a girl,”
Annison said,
and Zolantos was temporarily
pulled out of his thoughts.
“Is that so?” he asked.
“No one comes down here,”
she said.
Annison conjured a key
into her fingers
and unlocked an elevator.
“This is going to be a bumpy ride,”
she warned him.
They stepped onto the elevator
and it rumbled to life.
Enclosed in the elevator,
her scent spilled into his nose.
She was wearing perfume —
a priestess clad in perfume.
Just like the Annison he had known.
They were silent as the elevator
rumbled downward,
his mind whirling in the racing information
of his Cosmic Paranoia —
her gown hanging loosely
on her shoulders,
the softness
of the skin of her back,
the bumps of her spine,
the air between her thighs.
His knees wobbled for the
slightest moment,
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and he struggled to deafen his senses.
But there was more, much more —
the increasing rapidity of her breath,
the palpitations of her heart,
her hormones
thundering beneath her skin.
The elevator came to a
clanging stop,
and Zolantos followed Annison
down a long, dark corridor
lit by flickering whale oil lamps
that made the golden wall frescoes
glow and quiver
as though the scenes depicted
were real,
encasing the two of them
in a tunnel
of shadowy history.
Zolantos was incredibly
aroused,
and the back of his head
pulsed
in confusion
and desire.
“You are so much like her,” he said,
without thinking,
delirious with the presence
of her body,
which was mere feet from him,
obliterating any rational thought
he could conceive of.
“No, I am not,” Annison replied.
“She is a coward.”
“Why do you say that?” he asked.
Annison did not answer him.
She unlocked a giant door
at the end of the corridor
with another key.
“Here we are,” she said,
heaving open the door,
but
her slippered feet tripped her up,
and she fell backwards.
Zolantos, without a thought,
reached out
and caught her in his arms.
Their skins met,
strands of her hair
brushed his face,
her warm flesh
filled his hands,
and the pulsing life of her body
swallowed the entire Omniverse.
Annison Lake,
of the Celestian-Lakes of Timetropolis,
daughter of Baron Aistem Lake,
granddaughter of the Black Horse —
had touched a man!
The Covenant was broken.
Annison cried out
as Zolantos
squeezed her against him,
digging his fingers into her hair,
and pressing his lips
against her neck.
They crashed against the wall,
and he inhaled her scent
in a deep gasp,
set her down for a moment,
bent
and ripped her gown open
to her crotch,
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and lifted her again.
She wrapped her arms
around his shoulders
and her legs around his hips,
clenching him to her,
but she barely made another sound.
It did not last long.
After he let out a grunt,
Zolantos loosened his grip on her,
slipping from her,
and setting her bare feet
(her slippers had fallen
off during their lovemaking)
wobbling on the stone floor.
He turned from her,
standing in the doorway of the vault.
“Where is the scroll?” he demanded.
Annison was dizzy.
Her heart was pounding louder
than the Doom Bell had.
She could feel the echo
of his body against hers.
She could feel his seed
drip down her thigh,
into the hollow of her knee.
“There,” she pointed. “The shelf on the left.”
Zolantos quickly stepped into the vault
and took the scroll into his hands.
He said nothing else
as he left her in the corridor,
and departed Castle Brave Bone.
to be continued...
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