Copy Right Lauren Dyer (Recently Updated from 6/10/99) 9/01/99
DISCLAIMER:
The characters Laura, Psyconias and any other characters mentioned belong to me, Lauren Dyer. This is also Copy Right Ĭ by Lauren Dyer. This whole story is about MY characters and all were made from the depths of my imagination! Any relation to real life is purely a coincidence and strictly fictional. NOTE: Do notice that the character Laura, is named after me in real life and that the character Rika in these stories has no relation to the chat character Lady_Rika. They are two different people. I am Laura in this book and this was during the space before we meet again a few days ago. Psyconias is the person of my dreams or fantasies, he can't really hurt me as past boys have done. And I use the term "boys"ġ loosely.)
(In this story Laura and Psyconias realize their long suppressed love for each other by finding themselves in each other's souls from a mind link and also by transferring blood.)
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Discovery. A.K.A. Forbidden Pleasures"
I have know Laura since she was ten years of age and I have known Rika since she was one year of age. Trista I do not know as much as I know Laura and Rika, but consider her a friend as she is a blood sister to the two. I have loved Laura since she was a young lady of fifteen. I could do nothing to react upon these feelings because it was forbidden for a Guardian/Protectorate to fall in love with the one s/he protects. Mainly because the two couldn't stand to be separated and would go insane because of it. I have seen it happen before with his Majesty, the King, when he was searching for Tanna after she was lost on Earth.
But that is another story. That and I had believed she was too young to understand. It was best that I wait. Only one problem remained, I could not rid my mind of Laura, she haunted my memories constantly. I had foolishly repressed these feelings for her which caused emotions to build up inside. Because of that I soon became incessant and upset. Any moment of any given day I would soon burst if I didnÆ’Ât admit these feelings. My only question was would she love me in return if she doesn't already know? I had known her since she was fifteen, she is now a young woman of twenty.
I had gone to confront her and was standing before her lovely figure. Our minds were linked from a previous blood transfer because I had starved myself by not participating in the monthly Ritual Hunt. Bless her, she had saved me, but that act was dangerous in itself for it further broke the rule of the Guardian/Protectorate Oath. Part of which was that - as I had said before- a Guardian/Protectorate must not fall in love with the one s/he protects. The only exception to that was only by the consent of the parents may they be allowed to remain together or otherwise. Although we were telepathically linked we could block our thoughts from each other, which was what I had been doing for some time now for fear of what would happen if anyone found out. I couldn't take this suppression much longer, I had to confront her.
"Laura, I need to speak with you." She turned to me, her radiant face lovely as always.
"Of course, Psy, what is it?" She was the only one that had ever called me Psy besides my own mother. She was the only one I allowed to call me by that nick name as well.
"I need to speak with you in private, please." I lead her too a secluded place and confessed my soul to her. "Laura. I don't know what to say except to speak from the heart. I love you, so much... and the fact that I have been suppressing this cuts me like a knife. All these pent up emotions inside, all this turmoil. I can't stand it any longer, I must get it out or die of it," I confessed rapidly, humble in my own embarrassment. The fact that this hurt me even more to tell her did not help either.
"What I wanted to say was that I love you, heart, mind, body and soul. I only wish that you at least acknowledge this." I had expected shock from her, but not my Laura, she knew all to well of my affections towards her. "I acknowledge your affections and rejoice in them. I share your pain of repression. I too feared rejection and the consequences of breaking the rules. My fear kept me from speaking, but you had the courage, for that I am thankful. I knew that you loved me but I wanted to hear it from you. I must confess the same as well. I will always love you, you and no one else."
I could do nothing but gaze deeply into her brown eyes and hope that she would say the words I longed to hear. She took my hand and held it over her heart.
"Psyconias, I will always love you, you and no one else. No one can take me away from you, not even the Great Mother herself. I love you so much that it hurts me to know that we must keep this hidden. I have never really known love, from the fact that mother and father were almost never around. It was because of you that I learned to love, because of you that I was able to accept others. You must have known love at one point in your life. Please teach me what it is to love?" The Great Mother herself? That was pushing it, but I knew what she meant.
This was a complete shock to my senses, completely unexpected. I had known her parents were not around much to care for her because of their duties. But I never knew of her ignorance of such things. I learned to love from my own parents because they loved each other so much and they loved me so selflessly that I knew of those emotions. Everything you learn about life you learn from your parents. Laura's parents were not around because her mother believed that the needs of the people came before the needs of the Queen, always. This was not always true, but there was no persuading her Majesty otherwise.
I had taught Laura and Rika most of the powers and skills that they know today, but for Laura to ask this of me was a complete shock.
"Do you know what you ask of me? Can you comprehend what it means?"
"I know what I ask, I want you to teach me love. I want to be one with the dragon I love. I know the consequences of such an action," she paused for a moment, confused. I could sense her thoughts, her mind ran rampant as she spoke, her emotions ruled her head at this moment, as did mine. She continued. "But I also know that such an action is a complete expression of two beings love for each other. That those two beings will belong to each other in that way like no one else, that they will love each other eternally. I know what I ask." Where had she learned this? I had never taught her such things as this!
"I was told of this from the Ancient Elder when he was training me. I asked and he answered with a reflection of his own experiences. He only spoke of such things, not demonstrated,"
she spoke telepathically. That is a relief. The only question now, after what she has told me of her feelings, do I still feel the same way?
Laura
I had known Psyconias for as long as I can remember, which was only back to when I was Ten, everything else before then was a blur. But I loved him so selflessly that I wanted to be with him in such a way that only lovers could know of. I was willing to learn all he had to "teach" me. He looked uneasy though, uncertain. Was it something I had said or done to cause him to be uncomfortable?
"Is there some place private that we can go?" he asked. I answered him by taking his hand from over my heart and intertwining it with mine. He smiled. I teleported us both to my secret room that no one knew of except mother who had given me the funds to build it. Only she knew that it existed, but did not know of the location or of the contents of the room. An advantage that I took full use of.
The walls of the room were painted a deep luscious red. The canopy bed against the first wall was covered in green silk curtains which surrounded the bed. The second wall was the entrance to the bathroom which was tiled in green and black swirling marble, with a large Jacuzzi tub with red bath curtains. The third wall was the door to the closet where I kept all my fine expensive clothes. Not the every day to day grungy, or battle training clothes I wear.
These were the silk, satin and lace clothing that a refined young woman wore. Silvian cloth which a young goddess wore. (Technically I was a goddess but I was not of age yet so I was still a Princess.) The fourth wall was the protected entrance to the room. This room had it all! I could sense his uneasiness as we entered the room.
"You have nothing to worry about. No one can enter here without my presence. We are completely secluded and alone. Just teach me all that you know, I want to know what it is to love." He looked down for a moment, sighing his discomfort. I knew not what to do to put him at ease, only to comfort him as best as I could. I went to his side to try to make him look at me. I took his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers. He looked up at me, a faint smile spreading across his lips.
"There is nothing I can say that can express the way I feel about you, the way I see you, only that the moon and sun can never compare to your beauty for you shine greater than both of them." My face turned bright red. No one had ever complemented me, made me feel special, except Psy. He always had something sweet to say to me in passing that made me feel better. But this was completely different This was the first I had ever seen of him in this light, the first time that I really began to feel what it was to love someone.
"I can think of nothing to say except that it would come from the heart. When I look at you I see my savior, I see one who would devote his whole life just to see me live, to shine like the sun and moon in the skye. And because of that I would devote my life to be by his side."
His eyes sparkled faintly, the more we gazed into each other's eyes the more we became entangled in the web. I could not pull back even if I wanted, the force of our attraction was pulling me closer to him until I was two inches from his face. He breached that gap, placing his lips upon mine. It was such an innocent kiss, which soon became impassioned and fervent. I couldn't keep myself from touching him, from placing my hands around his neck and he his hands about my waist. Things soon began to become hazy, the room spinning before my eyes. I parted the kiss, my head swimming.
"Laura, what's wrong," he spoke as he held my face in his hands. I had never been kissed before. The kiss was so sweet, like ambrosia. If this was love then I had it coming, bad. He held my face gently as his thumbs circled my cheeks. His touch was so soft. "Come, perhaps you would feel better if you lie down." I let him lead me to the bed and closed my eyes as he lie me down across the satin sheets.
"Look at me, Laura. I want you to see everything. You want to know what love is, then I will show you."
As I opened my eyes I could see his staring down at me, the iris's dilated with excitement. I reached out to stroke his face with my hand, and held him close to me. The feel of skin against skin, the physical contact, tingling all over. What was happening, why was this happening? My eyes went wide in amazement as he slid his hand down my stomach. My hand quickly caught his, holding it away.
"There is nothing to be afraid of, I don't bite. Don't be afraid to touch me, Laura. I would never hurt you, you know that."
I knew, but couldn't help but be nervous. A sigh escaped my lips as I lowered my gaze. What did I have to be afraid of? I held his head, lowering it to mine and touched foreheads, strengthening the bond between our minds. Electricity flowed from our symbols as yellow light emanated from both symbols.
"What have you done? What is this,"
his startled voice exclaimed in my mind. Could it be that he had never completely bonded with another mind?
