Heaven
Story by Inverse
I couldn't sleep. I'm restless. I~ have to write. I haven't written in so long, so... I apologize if it's lacking a bit in polish. I~ wish it was that simple. I've felt, so empty for so long that I haven't been able to feel my words. If there is a lack of it here, then~ I apologize... there is love behind this. As well as a bit of passion~...
I had this story as a dream, when I was younger. I awoke crying~ because I didn't want to leave. It's, rare you can, feel so much kinship with those around you. I feel the one true paradise in this world is understanding. If you can ever open up to someone, and truly feel like you know them, feel them... love them... then you're already in your own paradise.
I love you all. <3
Heaven
She didn't remember how she got there. It was like waking from a dream. She was startled a bit, and yet, as her eyes gazed out toward the flowing light she felt a sense of calm washing over her. She took in a breath, or did she...? She could feel the sensation of breath but not the air that came with it. So much energy around her, flowing through her. Becoming a part of her...
She felt like she was floating, rising higher into the air. Leaving something behind her, something important... she struggled to remember. Vague images filling her mind, feelings and memories whispering into her thoughts. A tinge of grief, of regret and an odd feeling of doubt nipping at her in the back of her mind. She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to keep floating for a moment. Fear entered her world as she struggled to understand where she was, who she was and why she was here.
“Home...”
She froze in midair, looking around her she felt others like her come nearer. Embodiments of light and energy her vision could not comprehend. As she struggled to focus on them, their shapes began to take form. Their bodies lithe, slender and without features but the glow that was born from them. At their very core. They were humanoid, and yet very feminine despite their shape. She tried to speak, but the sensation within her of grief and nostalgia were beginning to take hold. She felt if she said a single word, she would break into tears. The emotion was so strong, she couldn't bear it any longer. She wanted to go home, and yet home seemed so far away, so out of her reach and she knew she would most likely never see it again.
“Calm...”
How could she be happy in a world like this? Where features made way for feelings, for sensation... where her thoughts were more real than anything she could remember anything ever being. The beings around her, seemed to understand her fears, her regrets, the absolute emptiness that threatened to consume her. Yet as they closed around her, their ethereal hands entering her shape, her essence, they too began to flood her with their own feelings. Feelings of acceptance. A certain sense of knowing. An almost overwhelming feeling of affinity...
Her body began to tense, and yet what was her body here, in this place? It felt like nothing, and yet she could feel their hands all around her. Scanning every inch as they entered her, brushing past sensitive spaces that made her shiver. Fingers brushing lightly, dozens of them at what she now remembered were her breasts. Her body taking form in response, willingly, forming into the shape of a beautiful woman~ her breasts slowly swelling in their glow to the ethereal touch. Accepting them as she felt a flood of lust and compassion enter her body.
“Love...”
Their touch was fueled by an intense desire, a desire to see her feel pleasure and happiness. How could she refuse such honesty? There was no doubt in this touch, no shame, no dark intent... maliciousness didn't seem possible here. She could feel their emotions for her pour into her mind and for the first time, her gasps felt cool and crisp as she moaned. Her hands at her sides, lifted and held in place by the ones surrounding her. Her back arched, legs held apart as she became captive in their embrace. She could not move an inch, but neither did she want to.
“Smile...”
She shivered and moaned, her voice sounded like crystal as she took in a breath between clenched teeth. It hissed and her hiss seemed to echo into the eternal expanse. Her own voiced teased her as it reminded her of her arousal, and yet there was no shame. Just listening to herself made her moan even louder, matching the touches which were now beginning to tease her thighs and hips. The slight brushing of skill at her sex bringing her to ever increasing heights of passion~feeling vibrations of energy and love feed inside her. Filling her with a warm sensation that seemed to flow to every inch of her body.
She tensed, feeling the urge to sudden squirm and escape this powerful flow of direct and honest pleasure flowing through her but they would not let her. They wouldn't let her escape from this. They wouldn't let her lie to herself about her feelings
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