Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
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"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Jul 16, 2006 14:22:13 GMT -5
Jonathan took a few more steps, until he heard the coo of a voice, saying to him, "Vielen Dank." Thank you? Jonathan's stayed quiet for a moment, halting for a bit, as suddenly, a voice that was so seemingly majestic, strong, and rough, and yet, all the while... gentle...
A child named lonliness, a song about love, yet not knowing, and the kiss of a love, a true love, words of dreams, and other things. Ah.... ahh.. Jonathan closed his eyes, reveling in the song, letting the words soak into his soul. He loved it, adored it, a song that seemed familiar, and yet not. The realization of what Phae... Phaedra Weiss. The words disappeared, as Jonathan was but a few more feet away from the oak tree, left with the soft words, "Vielen Dank, mein Freund." Jonathan was rooted to the ground, staring ahead. He felt happy. Yes, that's the word for the emotion he felt right there. Happy. Phaedra Weiss, Phae... she was German! Taking a few more quiet steps through the tall grass, he finally arrived at the step of the large oak tree, where he bent himself down, to let her drop gently into the swaying grass. Silently putting down the duffel bag next to the tree, he kneeled to it, unzipping it promptly, and pulled out two rolled up sleeping bags, which he furled out, the head of both being placed out towards the base of the oak tree. Standing back up, he turned his attention back to Phae. The difference was, there was a small smile on his face, as he kneeled close to her.
"Rosenrot Phaedra Weiss... s-sly g-g-german, y-you. W-we'r-re h-h-here." came the quiet voice. Putting his hand his her left shoulder, he gave it a small squeeze, before throwing out his legs in front of him, to sit next to Phae. Leaning back, he held his two arms behind him, so that he was still technically sitting up, his head in the clouds, eyes closed, the small smile lingering. This place... this place was quiet. He loved this place. Turning his head aside to look at Phae, he nodded, the smile not quite there anymore, but definetly still in his eyes. "T-th-there i-is f-fru-fruits a-and s-s-sandwich-wiches i-if y-your h-hungry, i-in th-the d-duffel b-bag." Apples, bananas, pears, a small kitchen knife to cut them up, turkey sandwiches with lettuce and tomato, and just slight dab of mayo, ham sandwiches with mustard and a slight bit of pastrami... quite a bit, yet not too much, but, for an all-day affair, enough for a picnic. But more importantly of all... he took another look at her. Thin. He prayed he could get her to eat at least a little. There was another moment of silence, as he stayed motionless, putting his head back in the sky, eyes closed, contented for the moment.
Abruptly, but still silently, he stood up, as chirping could be heard, coming from behind them, up in the old oak tree. He stretched out an arm, holding out his right hand, keeping his 'pointer' finger stretched out, gingerly. Motionlessly, he stayed in that position, for a minute... and then another... until a good five minutes had passed, the birds still singing, but Jonathan's eyes watching for them, as if to ask, 'come here.' With the thrush of leaves and wings, a bird swooped out, flying before Jonathan, casting its wings once or twice, as it adjusted itself before him, and with a few more flaps, landed on his fingers, crooningly. Very gently now, he crouched down, next to Phae again, and held the bird before them, as it sang quietly. Jonathan's eyes were closed, the very small smile on his face, as he enjoyed the pleasant music from the little friend he had just acquainted himself with, wanting Phae to enjoy herself as well.
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Post by Phae on Jul 16, 2006 22:12:51 GMT -5
Phae saw the clearing he brought her into and she smiled a little she was still sleepy because truth to tell Jonathan was rather comfortable and it had been a decent walk to the place and the warm sunlight, human contact, and the comfort of a friend was enough to do that.
She couldn't help but smile when he realized she was German. For once it actually sounded like there was some excitement in his voice. He seemed surprised that she was German and it was cute to her. He sat her down and then sat next to her and she looked up at him a small smile on his own face. That only made her want to smile more.
"A smile. How wonderful it looks good on you." she told him with a slight smile of her own.
He offered her food and she looked at the bag and shook her head. No, she wasn't hungry hadn't been hungry and highly doubted she would ever be hungry again. She closed her eyes and felt the warm sun on her face as she thought about this place. It was rather peaceful here and it was nice to be here with Jonathan. A new friend but a good one.
She watched avidly and quietly as the man stood and waited for the bird to come down to him. It did surprisingly enough she was shocked. He brought it down and the bird began to sing as he held it and she smiled a true and bright smile she closed her eyes a smile still on her face as she listened to the gentle song of the beautiful bird on his finger. The song stopped and phae opened her eyes to see the bird fly off and she moved quickly to give Jonathan a hug.
"Thank you very much." she told him whispering in his ear.
She pulled back and lay down on the sleeping bag and curled up slightly letting the sun fall down on her and her hair. It felt good and warm being comfortable. She let her eyes slip closed but she didn't sleep. she just relaxed in the sunlight.
"Hey Jonathan, why do you take those pills?" she asked. "I've seen you smile today and I have to say you have a lovely smile. More people should get to see it."
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Jul 17, 2006 2:08:17 GMT -5
"A smile. How wonderful it looks good on you." resounded through his mind. Made him want to smile more, so he tried to stop feeling so happy. Felt strange. After the bird had sung its song, it flew off, as Jonathan watched it go, evidentally, so did Phae. Because, in the next few moments, Jonathan was suddenly caught in a hold around himself, with the words, "Thank you very much." there. He froze because he wasn't used to such contact.. nor to such gingerness. And he froze, turning his head away, because he was blushing slightly at the comment, and at such close proximity to his ear, to himself. Felt really akward, but.. good. It felt fine, really. Getting over it, he scooched over to his own sleeping bag. She had shook her head at him... still not hungry. She lay down on top of her own, curling up to let the sun's rays fall on her. Looking up himself, he let himself continue to smile. "Hey Jonathan, why do you take those pills?" The smile faded, as he looked at her, her eyes closed, as he looked back up into the sky, a more thoughtful expression on his face, his eyes not shining as expressively as before.
"I've seen you smile today and I have to say you have a lovely smile. More people should get to see it." Now that really threw Jonathan off, and he smiled a little lightly, his face quietly red, but, still, the answer.. well, it was an answer.
He looked at her, letting the look on his face fold up, as he returned the thoughtful look to his eyes, his face still somewhat smiling, but half-heartedly so. ".. P-P-Pres-scribed dr-drug b-by D-D-13 sci-scientists. I-I t-t-take i-it m-more o-out o-of h-habit, th-though.." he shook his head, as he turned his gaze to her, continuing in a somewhat struggled way, ".. i-in par-particul-lar, I-I t-t-take i-it t-to s-supress th-the n-nightmares fro-from th-the exp-experiments th-that h-have b-been per-performed o-on m-m-me." Not exactly the most pleasant buisness. He made a bit of a crooked smile, as he thought about it. But oh... there was so much more then that. More then just that. His eyes avoided hers for a little. Prototype. Lab rat. Experimenting on an experiment. The list of possible labels he could give himself could go on and on. But.. he turned to look at her. He looked around him. He smiled a little, but his eyes did not. He was smiling, but, he wasn't smiling.
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Post by Phae on Jul 18, 2006 20:51:32 GMT -5
Her eyes that had been closed shot open at the explanation of the drugs. There was just something about it when you said you had been subjected to experiements that caused nightmares that would make ones over tired eyes shoot open.
Phae sat up and moved over to him. She knew that he might need a friend and that was what she was. Putting everything else to the side when a friend needed her. She took his hand gently slowly moving over to it and placed them in her lap.
"I didn't know. I'm sorry." she said her head leaning against the tree as she looked over at him concern and worry written in her every feature.
"Would you like to talk about it a bit?" she asked her thumb slowly making comforting strokes on the back of his hand. "If not that's okay but if you do I will always be around to listen. You are a friend and you will not scare me. It might be healing though, to talk about it. Just to let some of it off your chest. Like me talking about Jun and Onira. It helps. I promise it does."
She gave him a weak smile it was all she had the energy for but he would know what it meant. He would know that she wouldn't tell anyone if he didn't want her to and that she was speaking the truth.
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Jul 19, 2006 1:09:12 GMT -5
He knew he would regret saying that. Her eyes shot open. Jonathan didn't want to cause any unneccesary burden, as it was, he was here to help Phae with hers.. "I didn't know. I'm sorry." Phae said, as she quietly took his hand, leaning against the tree. Jonathan's face went blank for a moment, including his eyes. .. This wasn't what he had wanted to do, but.. but.. ah. She looked worried. He felt like crap now. "Would you like to talk about it a bit?" she said, as she began to stroke his hand. He looked up at her, a little uncertainly. He should. Just this once. But then, he'd have to take care of her, all the more. He would not become another burden to her. "If not that's okay but if you do I will always be around to listen. You are a friend and you will not scare me. It might be healing though, to talk about it. Just to let some of it off your chest. Like me talking about Jun and Onira. It helps. I promise it does." Phaedra Weiss smiled at him. Rosenrot Phaedra Weiss smiled at him, even though she was weak. Such was her kind heart. He sighed a little, but not too loudly, just enough to signify that there was something in his mind. "..H-hold a-and f-feel m-m-my r-right a-a-arm a-and t-tell m-me wh-what y-you s-see a-and f-feel."
He looked up at her, his eyes being very serious. Phae. Jonathan had to show her.. had to show her.
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Post by Phae on Jul 19, 2006 19:34:30 GMT -5
Phae was already holding his right hand and she didn't feel anything wrong with it in the least. It was soft his skin was obviously well cared for. She looked up at him and looked confused.
"Okay." she said and let her thin fingers roam up and down his arm feeling the soft skin and the muscles underneath.
Okay everything felt normal to her. She kinda had to admit to feeling a bit odd feeling up a guys arm in the middle of a clearing all alone.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand it feels normal to me. Am I missing something?" she asked taking his hand gently again.
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
Posts: 119
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Aug 29, 2006 0:54:17 GMT -5
".. I-I'll w-wait f-for y-you.. o-on November 25th, 2006.. a-and y-you w-will u-understand.." is all he said, without batting an eye, his arm going back down to his side. She'd understand one day, that that would be the last day for him. The last day before he would die, and have his body taken in for retrieval. Right then.. so close to spilling his thoughts to her, but.. that wasn't what he was here for.
Quietly, he reached around.. and, actually stood up, reaching over for the duffel bag. ".. B-But, th-that's n-not w-what I-I w-want t-to t-talk a-about.." as he reached around and.. aye. There. Pulling out a small jar, he revealed a little batch of.. "Rosenrot.. th-these st-strawberries m-match y-your h-hair.." he said, while he sat down, somewhat close to her, but, that wasn't of his thought. He just wanted to get her to eat. And upon opening the jar, he could smell it, the aroma wafting over the both of them. Yet.. strangely.. he didn't feel all that hungry, since she wasn't hungry. And.. if she could not eat, he would not eat, while they were together. It was only proper. So, with a stray eye, as if to totally disregard his previous ominous mentions about 'experiments' or 'November 25, 2006'.. he just held up one, and looked at it.
"..H-hungry?"
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Post by Phae on Aug 29, 2006 1:13:11 GMT -5
November wasn't very far off but to set a specific date to tell her this thing he wanted to was a bit odd. She had to admit it sparked her curiosity. But if he didn't want to tell her now she wouldn't pry. There were times in her past she didnt' want people to know what she was going through so she understood.
He stood and moved to the backpack and she lay down on the sleeping bag once more. She watched him though. Her friend Jonathan. He was so sweet and kind. He didn't realize it either which in a way made it all the better. He was definatly a friend that she never regretted meeting and was glad that she had taken the time to get to know him even when he wouldn't speak to her on that very first day. He brought out strawberries and she damn near rolled her eyes. But she wouldn't because she cared for him too much to do that. He was only looking out for her and only trying to be the best friend he could be.
He offered her a strawberry and part of her wanted so badly to try one. So sweet was the offer to have her eat food the color of her hair. So sweet was he to give her the nickname that would forever mean something to just the two of them. How in the world did she get so lucky.
"No, I"m not." a tear .. one single crystalline tear fell from her right eye as she looked up at him. "I'm so sorry, Leises, I know that you are trying so hard. I'm so sorry, so very sorry."
Her own nickname for him made up on the spot. Leises.. it meant 'silent one'. He was the sweetest person she had met in a long time. If it wasn't for him and Xeryth she wouldn't be alive and she knew it. She would have done something durastic or had never left her room at all.
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
Posts: 119
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Aug 29, 2006 1:34:05 GMT -5
"No, I"m not." and.. admittedly, at hearing this, he thought he could hear his heart sink, but, that was a dramatic way of thinking. His eyes, falling, but.. he thought.. was she crying? No.. just a single drop fell from her face, yet, still it looked wrong. "I'm so sorry, Leises, I know that you are trying so hard. I'm so sorry, so very sorry." Leises? Silent one? Truly, he had not expected such a nickname, but for her.. okay. Okay. Then he would be Leises. And for that much.. he smiled, as he fought back tears of his own. He did not want her to cry, he did not want her to feel pain. Why couldn't he take her burden? Was he being selfish? But still.. his left hand came up, no, only just a forefinger.. up to the tear, slowly, onto her face, as it wiped away the tear, but never leaving her face, instead, going to her cheek, cupping it for a moment, an intensity in his eyes. It begged her. With all his might, with all his strength..
"... Please... Rosenrot..."
He could not even notice that he did not stutter, that, but, his face beckoning her, his eyes pleading.. saying... 'I cannot take a bite, unless you do.' All thoughts of hunger were completely out. All he could think about was in trying to get her to eat. His eyes looking into hers, with all earnestness. Why couldn't he take away her sadness? Why couldn't he be strong enough? There was only a few months left, yet, could he not do at least one good deed, do one thing where he could proudly say he did? What did it take? The tears falling down his own eyes, begging her.
"..Please..."
All his will.. anything he'd give... the sadness did not suit her. That was his burden.. a few extra thoughts would never kill anyone.. but.. just.. please God. Not her. .. Not her.
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Post by Phae on Aug 29, 2006 1:56:04 GMT -5
His finger came up to wipe the tear from her cheek and his hand it cupped her cheek. Her eyes they closed as she revelled in the touch. How long had it been since she had felt a touch like this? Too long really. Too long since she had felt the caring loving touches of Jun. Tears leaked again from her eyes as she took his hand in hers and held it for a moment before moving away.
She moved almost too fast to see as she moved into Jonathan's arms. Crying. Just crying in his arms as she longed for love.. for him. For Junpei. So sad .. so hurt.. so lost she was so alone right now. Yet here was Jonathan her Leises. He would forever stay one of her best and truest friends.
"Ich bin so allein. So sehr alleine. Ich fühle verloren. Ich habe meine Richtung verloren. So dumm, wie das klingt, ist es, wie ich fühle. Mein Leben hat keinen natürlichen Magnet. Kein Kompaß. Keine Logik oder Grund. Ich bin glücklich, Sie, meinen Freund zu haben." she whispered as she pulled back wiping the tears from her face.
*I'm so alone. So very alone. I feel lost. I've lost my direction. As stupid as that sounds it's how I feel. My life has no lodestone. No compass. No logic or reason. I'm lucky to have you, my friend.*
She looked up at Jonathan her red eyes looking into his soft gray ones. She cupped his cheek gently and let her thumb rub across his skin before looking down at the strawberry in his hand. She sat down and took it from his hand gently. She slowly brought it to her mouth and gently bit into the fruit. The sweet red fruit filled her mouth. She chewed and sat back against the tree holding the leafy part in her hand as she chewed with no emotions what so ever on her face.
"They're good. Thank you." she said softly as she ate another one just for him. He cared so much. She wouldn't let him down but she wouldn't live for no reason either.
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Aug 29, 2006 2:36:23 GMT -5
Sympathy. Empathy. In its truest forms, they feel just as worse, if not more hellish. Maybe even more so then the person they carry so much feeling for. It's.. a feeling of helplessness, although you care. Only being able to watch and listen, yet.. not being able to lighten the burden. This was what was searing through him, this.. 'helplessness'. For what his souless body was worth, it was like a bullet to the heart, just seeing her in such a way. But, he was shocked. Not just because she suddenly took his hand into hers, which he let her do, without much thought, actually. If he could do anything, no matter how insignificant it would be, to lighten the load.. he would. But, this was not what shocked him. When she.. moved away.. she... moved away rushing into his arms. Crying. His responses were slow, caught completely offguard by this. Feeling the emotion from her body, wanting comfort.. from him, of all people.
Almost naturally, as the suprise wore down, it quickly swung itself around her, hugging her closely, closer to him, wanting to be someone she could rest on, but, he knew that such thoughts were only wishful. So.. why did his body hug her closer, then? "Ich bin so allein. So sehr alleine. Ich fühle verloren. Ich habe meine Richtung verloren. So dumm, wie das klingt, ist es, wie ich fühle. Mein Leben hat keinen natürlichen Magnet. Kein Kompaß. Keine Logik oder Grund. Ich bin glücklich, Sie, meinen Freund zu haben." This is what she gave to Jonathan, to mull over, to let it dawn over him the weight behind what she said. And his eyes were wide. Just staring into hers. Nodding.. but again, feeling helpless to do anything. Just nodding, as she pulled back, wiping the tears from her face. Her eyes, so red, already. His wet shirt was proof of this, carrying her tears on him.
Why.. did she cup his cheek? Her gentle thumb rubbing across the skin, as she finally looked down at the strawberry in his right hand. Strangely, he fought down the redness that attempted to flush into his face, trying not to show he was embaressed to have a girl touch him like this. Silently, his eyes, just observing, watched as she took it from him, sitting against the tree, finally taking a bite. A small victory, but, hard one. He felt a lot of his own energy drained, this.. this... 'emotion'.. since he did not take his E-Killers for this trip. But, she was eating, if ever so little. But, nothing showed on her face, contradictory to what he saw, moments ago. "They're good. Thank you." Two strawberries. But, it was enough. It was enough. And slowly.. he raised himself up, while staying in a sitting position, and sat next to her, on her right, nodding thankfully. His right slowly reaching up, across, his face slowly turning to hers, as it came onto her left cheek, and he looked at her, a tenderness in his eyes, though not his face."..... Es ist so.. frustrierend. Ich will Sie nicht, traurig zu sein, will ich Sie, so zu fühlen, noch Ihre Augen mich nicht entleeren erschrecken, von wie leblos sie anschauen. Was Sie sagen, ist nicht dumm. Aber. Ich kenne nichts, das ich sagen, wird aufrütteln Sie von dieser Traurigkeit.., obwohl es mich deshalb viel verletzt. Ich kenne dies. Ihre Augen.. sagt ihm alle."* "... It's so.. frustrating. I don't want you to be sad, I don't want you to feel so empty, yet, your eyes scare me, from how lifeless they look. What you say isn't stupid. But.. I know nothing I say will rouse you from this sadness.. though it hurts me so much.. I know this. Your eyes.. say it all."* ******* Time Paradox ******* ".. Welcher ist, warum. Ich hoffe, es ist mit etwas, dass ich mache.. das kann Ihnen helfen." * ".. Which is why.. I hope, it is with something that I do.. that can help you.."* What was.. he doing..? His thumb had begun massaging her cheek, he was.. leaning over her, his breath hot. No.. he could never. But, he found himself so.. allured by her. But, it was so wrong, since she was in the middle of depression, on the rebound. Such a sweet girl as her, crying like this.. no, it was.. so wrong. Tears travelled down his own face. He wanted to help her. Was this the right way? He swallowed suddenly, aware of how close their faces were, his face.. suddenly a very bright pink, going to a darker red, 'til it was a pure crimson. Yet, he did not back away. His eyes.. asking.. would it be okay..? Would it be alright?"... Bitte... Lassen Sie mich bin Ihr Junpei, damit ich Ihr Herz füllen kann, während Sie meinen füllen." * "... Please... Let me be your Junpei, so that I can fill your heart, as you're filling mine."* He paused. Could he..? As he felt his lips, slowly closing, his eyes falling down slowly, making sure that, if she wanted to pull away.. she could. But right now... he was willing to do anything for her. Even if he couldn't be the real Junpei.. he wanted to help her, to be there for her... for Rosenrot Phae.
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Post by Phae on Aug 29, 2006 2:57:19 GMT -5
She looked up at him because he was her best friend. The one that was being here for her right now when she had no other. She looked up into his eyes as she stroked her cheek. She yearned for a touch. And here was Jonathan offering her that which she craved most above all else.
Closer he came and her eyes for a moment grew large. Knowing he was coming in for a kiss. She could tell. The way his face turned as red as her hair. She reached up and touched his face as her heart pounded in her chest. She loved Junpei with everything she had. But she was so lost. She felt nothing anymore but intense sadness and loss. There was no emotions.
His words made her shiver as she looked into his eyes. He could never been Junpei. But she was so lost. Could she possibly feel something other than pain. She closed her eyes and closed the gap between them gently pressing her lips against him. Guilt. Immediate guilt but there was something else a moment of pure bliss. No pain. No hurting. Just a moment of peace. Was this what Jonathan sought to bring her? If so he had definatly succeeded.
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Aug 29, 2006 13:47:40 GMT -5
... I'm a sin already, as it is... No excuses for commiting more sins.
But.. what can I do? She's.. my friend. I cannot bear to see her in such a state of mind. I'd do.. anything for her, just as long as I don't have to see another tear come across her face..
.. Even if I have to love her as more then a friend.
What was.. this feeling? Her lips, my God, her lips were so soft. Rosenrot.. Jonathan was pressing his own lips against hers.. and now, he knew what he was doing. And he felt so guilty for it, but.. just so long as.. just so long as she wouldn't be sad.. What ever it took. What ever it took. His breathing.. was.. getting faster, much to his own suprise, as he kept kissing her, kept holding onto her face, as his legs moved on their own, in front of her, not quite straddling her, but, so that he could face her, and kiss her more easily. But he could no longer feel as though she was feeling sad. Was this really what he had to do? .. Do this, to raise her up from near death? Oh God... God, please forgive me for this sin, for my sin, for this sin I am making her do.. it's my fault.. so, let me take the blame.. but, those thoughts, that prayer, soon went away. Lust was filling him. Passion.. so dormant for so long.. no, dormant for as long as he knew.
Rosenrot Phaedra Weiss.. his left hand quickly came up, behind her, to her back, so that she wouldn't be leaning solely on the bark, but, against him, as it crept down to an angle, where he could hold her, as his legs brought him closer to her, just keeping his lips entwined with hers. She was soft, warm, kind, beautiful.. it was of her kindness as to why he'd met her, on that first day.. on that first day.. quietly, his lips backed away. And he looked at her, in the eyes, his mouth slightly open, as if, speechless. He felt so completely taken aback..
".... Ich. ... weiß, dass ich nie das ein ersetzen kann, das Sie lieben. Noch macht ich frage das, für es wäre falsch. Aber ich kann nicht tragen zu sehen, dass Sie so mit Traurigkeit gefüllt haben. Bitte.. für diesmal wenigstens lässt mich lieben Sie als mehr dann ein Freund dann."
*".... I.... know I can never replace the one you love. Nor do I ask that, for it would be wrong. But, I can't bear to see you so filled with sadness. Please.. for this time, at least, let me love you as more then a friend, then."*
Even as he said.. his eyes were filling with lust. If he could remove the sadness, that would be wonderful.. but, to leave her empty, she'd be worse off, feeling nothing. But, as of this moment.. as of this moment as his chest was heaving, regretful, but, at the very most.. he wanted to fill her up with something good. And all he had to offer was his passion.. for her. A passion he'd kept secret, one that was awakening, as he brought her to stand up, suddenly kissing at her neck, kissing up, until he again reached her mouth, his head tilted slightly, so that she wasn't uncomfortable, just kissing her, feeling his lips on hers, feeling her warmth.. his left hand, sliding down her, resting at her side, pressing his body against her, as he took a right step into the tree, in between her legs, his right hand sliding down her cheek.. and onto her shoulder.
... He'd denied himself for so long, his true feelings for her. His eyes.. were alive, seeing only that one girl, his head backing away, slowly resting, slowing down the pace slightly, as he tilted his head further to the right, so that he could kiss her neck.
Forgive me for this later, Rosenrot...
..But let me love you, for now, while the day takes pleasure in your beauty.
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Post by Phae on Aug 29, 2006 14:34:53 GMT -5
His lips on hers seemed to fade the pain for a while. Giving her something else to concentrate on. Guilt filled her yet she couldn't stop. His lips gave her something else to think about something else to feel besides pain and loss. She felt him break the kiss and her eyes opened. Looking up at him she let her hand fall from his face.
He spoke to her in German and she loved that. They shared that common bond and she missed her home sometimes. She just wanted to feel anything besides lonliness. She felt guilty. Oh yes, she did but right now .. he had deserted.. abandoned her. She was so lost. Darkness was her life.
"Sie sind mein bester Freund. Sie sind das einzige, das mich Gefühl etwas außer Einsamkeit gebildet hat. Ich nehme Ihr Angebot an. Ich benötige Sie, Jonathan. Jetzt mehr als überhaupt. Ich habe Angst, sich völlig zu verlieren." she whispered looking deep into his eyes.
You are my best friend. You are the only one that has made me feel something besides loneliness. I accept your offer. I need you, Jonathan. Now more than ever. I'm afraid to lose myself entirely.
She stood up with him her eyes locked into his. She looked up and saw him move. HIs lips on her neck made her eyes slip closed as he kissed up and up each soft kiss a reminder that her love was gone. That he had abandoned her when she needed it most. His lips connected with hers once more. He pressed her gently up against the tree and his body held her there. Her hands came up around his neck one going through his hair gently as she kissed him back losing herself for the moment to the passion that they were creating. Letting themselves just feel anything else besides pain.
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Jonathan Winters *Deceased*
Spell Caster
"Now, now at the end of my life... I know my greatest folly. ..Forgive me for only just realizing."
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Post by Jonathan Winters *Deceased* on Aug 29, 2006 15:43:25 GMT -5
"Sie sind mein bester Freund. Sie sind das einzige, das mich Gefühl etwas außer Einsamkeit gebildet hat. Ich nehme Ihr Angebot an. Ich benötige Sie, Jonathan. Jetzt mehr als überhaupt. Ich habe Angst, sich völlig zu verlieren." was she needed to say. He knew regret was to come of this, but.. it felt good. So very good, having her in his arms, having her hold him back, her wonderful little fingers going through his hair. More heatedly did he kiss her on her neck, his teeth wanting to come out to play, as he went up to ear, his eyes, closed, but.. ".. Irgendetwas für Sie, Rosenrot.. irgendetwas."
*"Anything for you, Rosenrot.. anything."*
His breathing, increasing, he found her to be amazing. Yes, he was her .. best friend, and she was his. But, how often was it that best friends often kissed each other like this, and with such intensity? .. For once, just this once. His teeth came out, grazing at her neck.. but, he hesitated for a moment. Was this going too fast..? His head slowly moved back, just to look at her eyes, those sapphire blue eyes.. His own rather light-green eyes, just looking into hers, with such an intensity.. could eyes kiss? Would it be okay.. how much, for how long could he love her like this? When would it go overboard? Erratic in his breathing, he nodded, as he slowly bent his head to an extreme, to kiss directly underneath her chin, slowly going down, a kiss at a time, taking his time, even kissing onto her shirt, as it went down.. until, right at her chest, between her breasts, where her heart was, he stopped. And he looked at her. 'I love you..'.
His lips pressed onto her chest, his hands slowly going around her, pressing his arms against the tree, kissing her heart.. kissing that beautiful, kind heart of such a lovely red-headed girl as her. His legs stepped in further, his his chest slowly beginning to rise and fall faster and faster, the way she was driving him mad. The way her shirt hung loosely around her, a sign of how much weight she'd lost, only held down by her pants.. dare he? Dare he? He could feel his legs stepping in closer and closer to her, in between hers, as he looked at her, his breath hot, his face blushing visibly at what he was doing. Over and over again.. he told himself he would not go that to such lengths. But his arms withdrew from the tree, going to her shoulders, as he stared at her, wanting to kiss her neck again. He'd been on E-Killers for so long.. AND THIS WAS WHAT HE'D BEEN MISSING OUT ON!?
Life seemed short, suddenly, too short, just a few months. But then, maybe it wouldn't be short enough. Junpei.. but no, that wasn't what he was concerned about. He wanted... Phae.. Rosenrot... to feel better.. to be.. happy, or at least filled with something, other then misery. It tore at him.. already torn between his self-confliction as it was. He was just a dog, a lowly dog, but, could he have enough strength to give her happiness!? His lips said yes.. going onto hers, now, more then ever with the passion in his chest, a fire that he'd never felt before, he kissed, retreating slightly, but biting at her lower lip tenderly, to see the look on her eyes, as he pressed further in, kissing her. Dare he--- oh, God, yes he did.. his tongue came delving into her mouth..
He was exploring, feeling out his surroundings, as he walked by every crevice of every perfect little tooth, going up, feeling out the roof of her mouth.. and then.. there. Her tongue. A little pat was given, but, it stayed on, beginning to massage it, sighing a little into her, guilty, but in some way, happy. If she'd stop him, he would let her.. but, his hands were quickly travelling down her shoulders, down her arms, his fingers making note of how amazing she felt.. clasping into her hands, briefly, to let his fingers intertwine briefly with hers.. but then, with his blush just barely beginning to come to ease, it reflushed again, as he could feel his hands on her.. 'lower back', picking her up, trying to resist squeezing it suggestively, his fingers into it, as he raised her up, against the tree, just kissing her, his arms supporting his hands, by going underneath her legs..
Hot. On fire. His lower body was twitching, at how uncomfortably tight his pants was feeling, somewhat embaressed at how there was a.. 'bulge in his pants, but no.. he didn't want to go there.. his tongue, receding, his teeth giving a little tug, before it went away, his eyes, opening shyly, his cheeks definetly a deep crimson.. a small whisper coming from him, as his eyes looked cherishingly into hers..
"Ich liebe Sie, Rosenrot Phaedra Weiss."
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