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Fall, My Love Into Rapture
I remember the first time I saw you descend into my darkness. As gentle and compassionate as a soothing caress, calming his tormented heart and the pain that coursed through his body. As naïve and innocent as a virgin offered to a cruel devourer. I remember you, completely enveloped by that darkness. And, at times, I can still see you reaching your hand through the shadows, searching for him even when it was impossible to tell where I ended and where he began. Whenever I close my eyes and sail once more across the seas of my memory, I can still feel you, and I taste you again as though you had never left me. You are tempting, and you know it, and dangerous as well. A radiant creature capable of shattering my very foundations and destroying my world.
Yelena, Yelena Belova. Do you have any idea what kind of monster you've just provoked? You don't, of course you don't. You have no idea what hunger you've just awakened within me. You believe you're safe, sheltered within the light of a world I can no longer reach. How sweet your hope is. How terribly naive you are.
Poisonous and sweet.
Addictive.
Can you feel me too? Can you see yourself reflected in the darkness of my eyes? Can you feel the heat of my lips, the warmth of my tongue? I slither along your paths, tracing your milky skin. You flood my palate and stir my appetite. And I am a starving beast yearning for the sweet taste of the forbidden. Come and satisfy my hunger, and allow me to have you all to myself. Let me stain you with my scent, let my fingers sink deep inside you... beyond the flesh, all the way to your soul. Let me reach a place within you that no one has ever reached before. It is hunger that tempts me, the savage urge to mark you, to melt into you until we lose ourselves within a single being.
Yelena, Yelena...
"Bob?" Fear lingers within you. Terror courses through your body. "Is everything alright?"
I nod, perfectly imitating the one who has been in charge of this body all this time. Bob, the pathetic one. The little coward who's too ashamed to come out. What a pity. Because I want him to witness every last detail.
"Can't you sleep either?"
I shake my head, watching as you lean against the frame of your bedroom door. Your figure emerges from the shadows. Even with everything cloaked in darkness, you shine.
"What are you doing here?"
"I want you..."
Your eyes widen with curiosity. I know you know. You can feel it. But your love for him keeps you from seeing the obvious. Then you smile, believing it's a game. And you offer me your hand, inviting me inside. An invitation I gladly accept.
How effortlessly everything has unfolded.
"I want you too."
For a moment, the world stands still. Such small words. So devastating.
They weren't meant for me. They never were. And yet they pierce this body all the same. They race through its nerves, quickening the pulse of a heart that no longer belongs entirely to him. He hears them. I can feel him stirring behind the door I built to imprison him. He trembles. He struggles. He tries to return.
How irritating.
He always appears whenever you speak his name with that tenderness.
I return your smile. The same awkward smile he always wears whenever he doesn't know what to say.
How easy it is to imitate him. I tilt my head ever so slightly. My breathing mirrors his. My hands adopt his trembling. Even my voice preserves that insecurity I despise so much.
"You had another nightmare, didn't you?"
"Y... yeah. Can I stay with you, Lena?"
"It wouldn't be the first time."
Your innocent smile is an absolute delight.
Didn't anyone ever tell you not to open your door to strangers, Yelena? Didn't anyone ever warn you about the terrible monsters that dwell there? And so I make my way into your own world, into the safety of your sanctuary. I've breached your walls. Now there's nowhere left for you to run.
I sit down on the bed. It's soft and spacious. You take your place beside me, and your small hand takes mine, and I can feel the warmth of your touch.
"It's over, Bob. It was only a dream. Nothing can hurt you anymore."
I smile sinisterly, because what you've just said is such a foolish thing.
You think the monster remained trapped inside the nightmare of the man you love. You think it awoke beside you, and that dawn left it behind. Poor little thing. You don't realize the monster woke up too, and he's sitting right in front of you. I gently tighten my fingers around yours. Just enough to feel your calm pulse beating beneath your skin. You trust me. You trust him. The difference between us remains invisible to you. How fascinating it is to witness such absolute trust.
"Thank you..." I murmur in Bob's voice. I reproduce it flawlessly, even with that faint tremor that defines him so well.
Come now, Yelena! Be afraid. Tremble. How beautiful and perfect you are as you linger on the edge of despair. Will you let me touch you now? That's it... yes. Sweet naive little thing. Now come to me. And tell me... who do you truly see? Is it Bob, afraid of hurting you with the gentlest touch? Or is it me, who longs for nothing more than to cast you back into my darkness?
"Bob..." you call, but he won't be the one who answers.
"Yelena..."
So this is where you surrender yourself to him? Is this where you let him have you and enjoy what was never entirely his? How cruel. I smile to conceal my jealousy. Because I am a selfish creature who wants you for himself alone. So let us decide which of us deserves your soul. And then you will belong to me, and I will become one with you.
"Is it you? Is it really you, Bob?"
"It's me... It's me, Yelena... There's no one else here but me..."
You smile, you foolish little thing. You want to believe what your heart longs to believe. But deep down, you already know. Because my hands are not his, my desire is not his, and my hunger is far more intense... and far more unbearable.
Your hands run through my hair, tangling themselves in my wavy chestnut locks. Your lips seek mine, and your playful little tongue slips into my mouth. What pleasure. What bliss! Eager and delectable. It is the fire rising from your body that sets me ablaze; it is the moisture of your body and your lips. It is longing, my Yelena, it is desire, ever growing and overflowing. Because deep down, you know it is me you truly need.
I throw you onto the bed and climb on top of you. I feel your longing grow as I allow myself to explore you just enough to satisfy my own cravings. I uncover your skin, revealing your breasts, your inviting stomach, the warmth from which you are made. A tempting sight. A growing need to conquer you, to tear him from your mind and usurp his place. Because I am a conqueror of worlds, an emperor of pain and misery. I, who possess everything and yet nothing at all; I, who depend on him in order to enjoy you. So if I cannot be the one to reach you, I will drag you down into my kingdom with me.
Naked bodies, the dampness of our skin, the friction of our flesh. I lick and savor, I bite and claim. Because you are mine now. Mine, mine, mine. Mine alone. Can you feel me now, Yelena? Can you feel me opening you and dragging you down with me? Can you feel how deeply, how completely I fill you? It is the fire of my hunger. It is me reveling in you. Drenching myself in you. Tasting the sweetness and bitterness of your musk. So warm and so tight, so wet and so slick. You cling to me and refuse to let me go, because deep down this is what you have always longed for.
Your breasts bounce, tempting me to taste them. I run my tongue over your delicate nipples. Your back arches in response, inviting me to continue.
More, more, Yelena.
Give me everything you have.
Feed this dying creature.
"Bob..."
I thrust harder, taking hold of your hips as I surrender myself to ecstasy and need. I abandon myself to my hunger.
"Say my name, Yelena..."
"Bob!"
"No... Not him."
If there is doubt within you, I will erase it. I strip away every trace of hesitation. By now, Yelena, you should have realized who it is that possesses you, who it is that fills you, who you truly belong to.
"Sentry...?"
I drive harder into your tight little cunt, tearing cries of ecstasy and pain from your lips. I kiss your neck, sucking at your skin, leaving marks I want him to see. So Bob will know he is not the only one with the right to claim you.
"Last chance..."
"The Void..."
Your screams are my joy. The way you moan my name. Your bloodied lips, the saliva glistening at the corners of your mouth. Your glassy eyes. The sweat covering your battered body.
"Smart girl..."
You silly little thing.
And then I reveal myself to you as I truly am. My body of shadows and nightmares never ceases to take you. I laugh. I laugh in triumph because at last I have obtained what I sought.
Look at me, Yelena!
Look into the emptiness of my eyes as I drag you down with me!
Look upon my darkness as I spill myself inside you!
Can you feel it now? Isn't it wonderful?
"Yelena, it's The Void! Open the door!"
Such a good girl. That's it, take me. A little more. Just a little more. We're so close now.
"Yelena!"
And then we both reach the peak of our desires. You flood my cock just as I flood you. Come, Yelena... Give yourself over to rapture! Scream my name into the night, if you dare.
Dark. So deep.
A bottomless abyss that can never be filled.
It is the Void that consumes you and fills you at the very same time. It is my seed staining your walls. It is the fire, it is the sin, it is every one of your morbid desires.
And the darkness made you its queen, and now you are mine for all eternity.