Slippery When Wet's blog: "embrace"

He embraced the morning looking out over an early fog
He searched thru the mist for some inkling of her presence
At the horizon a glimmer of yellow pierced the fog
Shredding the fog like a single blade hacking thru a throng of enemies

It colored the trees in glistening gold and the fog retreated into the shadows. Morning dew slipped between her toes, the grass tickling, kissing and inviting. Darkness banished, songs of delight echoed in the air. Flickering wings flashed by, cutting the light with a swift shadow.

Water glistened off his torso as he looked upon her physical form and was enraptured with her beauty..
His hand reached out pulling her to his lips..crushing her with his wanton passion unsatiated.
Long had he waited ..deep was his desire which would not be denied
Laying her among the sand..he took his hands gripping her roughly brooking no opposition.

She gave before him, accepting him even as he plunged deep into her golden light. Her fingers traced enigmatic signs upon his flesh, marching sweat through tainted desire, shivering his limbs and arching his spine. Thrusting deep, entwined and captured, they found delight in the wind and sang to the earth of creation. A flick of wing and she suddenly escaped his grasp.

He knew her wetness ..touching the moist droplets on his hardness and bringing her scent to his mouth..tasting..knowing
Strong pounding of wings brought him close to see her iridescent colors flash briefly..
He followed knowing not where she led him..knowing only he cared to once again to possess her if only briefly.
He sang a song of great power and enticement hoping to draw her back .. expending much of his energy and substance.. risking much to call to her soul

A breath of wind, a glimpse of flower, he followed her, calling to her. She laughed and darted among the trees, dancing with fog that rose and settled around her wet feet, caressing and fondling her lithe form. He watched and was amazed by her dance and was heartened and encouraged that she had not fled from him entire. Close to him she danced and he tried to win her, dancing for her and singing in the shades that the sun made retreat.

His dancing became an intricate pattern .. web-like he spun an ever tightening thin gossamer thread encircling the small glade..in an ever shrinking, enveloping mesh. The thread pulled more and more of his substance as he continued the dance. Great was both its power and beauty as he teared upon the web it left small pearls of glistening moisture. At last he fell exhausted before her feet unable to completely ensnare her as her own magic was equally strong..pale and thin from long toil, he lay prostrate unable to move.

Laughing gaily, she flicked her wings and rose above his supine form, free and unfettered, dancing with sun and shadow, dew flying like crystal shards from twisted feathers. Gazing up at her, he sang sweetly, begging her return, watching as golden light blazed over her and he could not call her back for she would be destroyed utterly. Shadows caught at her feet and she looked down at him, wondering why he did not rise to meet her, why he did not join her in the air above the ground that night wrought. Blades of grass, dry leaves of autumn, dust and mote danced with her but he did not rise, his song faded and she paused in her flight, inviting him to fly with her.

His form continued to thin until he was transparent..he became as a mist..thin smoky tendrils reaching skyward. His essence wrapped itself about her torso..though he contained no solid form, his essence could now caress her infinitely more intimately as he strove to become part of her. Surprised she inhaled sharply and his essence was consumed within her as he entered her through her intake of breath.

Together as one, they rose sunward, drifting through shadow into light. Delicate and deliberate, feathers touched by light and shadow, fingers brushed skin with boundless delight and pink lips parted with pleasure, ecstasy captured and caged in one form. Brief and fleeting, air captured each fiber of wing, holding two aloft in air bathed in golden sun. He was wrapped within her and she was wrapped around him, intimate and undying, mind and mind alike, complete and unassailable.