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Jan. 5th, 2012

Christmas Gift for Sauda

A chill settled in the air as the breeze drifted in through windows cooling the room before bed. It seemed as if the nights rushed by since they had finally come together. Married and joined forever in life together.

She ran her fingertips together as she nervously looked within the mirror. Her eyes glanced over the lingerie that fit much too loosely settling awkwardly upon her body. She couldn't go out there like this.

Turning to the side she heard him shuffling about a slight panic crawling up her spine. Hurriedly she took off the uncomfortable outfit stuffing in the bag it was previously hidden in. Turning she grabbed a nearby shirt of his quickly pulling it on as she ran her fingers through her hair.

“Moses?” her voice was timid as she watched him reach over to close the window. Observant as always he noticed her shivering. Yet that hadn't been from the cold as much as the feeling of anticipation. Even after so long she still felt nervous when it came to this.

Needless worries that passed in her head as she wrapped the blanket around her shoulders. There was no reason to hide but knowing her intentions she felt as if every ounce of skin was visible before him. It all increased her anxiety and...growing need.

“You coming to bed?” he asked the words so casually but they sent trails of nervousness up her spine. What if he was too tired? Or maybe he wouldn't be in the mood. Her eyes trailed down before glancing up to meet his own as she walked forward slowly letting the sheet fall to the ground as she crawled into the bed beside him.

She felt his heat beside her burning into her soul and mind as she laid there quiet and unsure. Her mouth felt dry as she ran her tongue across her lips, her thighs pressing together as glanced upon his naked skin. She stammered for a moment as the words caught in her throat. Again she attempted to speak before uttering the words in a slow nearly silent hurry.

“Do you want to...to...you know?” How unsexy. This hadn't been the way she'd planned it at all. She'd gone to the expense of buying cute lingerie and purchasing the fancy scented candles just to make this night something special for them both but then...she'd forgotten the matches and the underwear was a bit too big for her size.

He glanced down at her bristled features tense and unsure as she laid there meeting his gaze as if he meant the world to her. He swallowed filled with his own nervousness looking at her in almost slight amazement. His fingers ran across the edge of fabric of his shirt that hid her carmel skin from his eyes. His cheeks reddened at the question as he looked over her timidly, swallowing in an attempt to find his voice.

“I mean, um no I didn't mean anything at all.” she murmered hurriedly suddenly losing her nerve. All that built up and now she was backing out like a coward. He probably was too tired. It had been a long day and she didn't want to stress him out. But...it had been such a while since they last came together and she found herself longing for his touch again. Her cheeks burned as she felt his hand caress her cheek and he placed a tender kiss upon her forehead.

Their eyes met intensely for moment as she gently rested a hand on his chest. Her heart was pounding away as she met his gaze unsure exactly of what she should do or if she had possibly been a bother to him.

“It's alright. Me too.” he'd been concerned that maybe he'd done something wrong after all it'd been so long since they'd made love but she never seemed to press the issue. He'd felt as if slowly his lingering confidence was ebbing away wondering if maybe she didn't like it. His wife. His Tiana. He counted himself lucky to have her by his side, all his strength and heart reflected in her eyes.

He kissed her gently on her cheek as she leaned forward shifting a bit to settle in his arms. He kissed her gently his fingers caressing the wisps of her hair as he leaned her back to rest against the mattress.

“I love you.” she spoke the words with a whisper of truth as their lips parted and he felt a spark of desire and love swirl inside him at her words.

His kisses trailed down her neck as he listened to her intake of needed breath as their bodies entangled beneath the sheets. “Mo-Moses. Maybe I should um turn off the lights.”

“No I...I want to see you.” he stammered out the words unsurely as his fingers danced across her stomach. He bit his lip in taking breath at the sight of her shimmering in under the moonbeams that fluttered across her skin. With slight hesitation his fingers slipped under the thick fabric lifting it to bring her into view.

She pressed her face into the pillow letting the night air catch her breathless gasp as she felt full hands cupping and caressing her body.

“Moses...” his name slipped from her lips like a delicate treasure as her body moved into his loving touch her hands trailed downwards mirroring the movement across his skin.

“Auah.” his lips uttered the sound of desire as her delicate digits caressed him softly running across the hidden place with delicate care. They'd hardly begun that night but they were parched and ready for one another.

“I can't wait any longer Tia.” he whispered the words of warning into her ear as she bit her lip gazing at him with those same eyes that had drawn him in so long ago.

“A-are you sure. But we only just started?”

“It doesn't matter. I...I need you right now. I want us to-” he swallowed nervously his words so quiet they were nearly silent. "make love."

“Then...take me now...please.” the words suddenly came out easily through their hushed conversation, aching bodies pressing into one another as if their longing couldn't be contained.

Easily they came together like two pieces of a puzzle their bodies tangling as they slowly met. His hands drifted to her arching hips aiding her in her endeavor as he lifted her body to meet his with each swift motion.

Each fragment of Tiana's being felt lit up as if she were on fire lit solely by him. As their bodies met she moaned out in desire lost in the haze of his love and every pleasurable motion.

“Please don't stop.” her pleas didn't fall on deaf ears as she moved with him faster the loud squeaks of the clenching bed springs echoing throughout the room. Her muscles clenched as he increased his speed their hips grinding against each other easily working together as if in one fluid motion.

“...Tia.” he whispered his words of love into his beloved wife's ear as he kissed her lips with new hunger, running his fingers across each tendril of skin he could reach.

Finally she was his and his alone. Her heart solidified into his own with honest realization. And he loved her. Truly. Deeply. Madly even. The bitter thought of her leaving his side was too much to bear and each time he joined with her he counted it as more blissful than the last. His confidence grew as he listened to her pleas. He wasn't going to disappoint her no, she'd never have a need to go anyone else. He'd make sure of that with every kiss, caress, and arch each night he was fortunate enough to meet her here. His gaze lowered as he met her gaze as their bodies melded together with fiery passion.

He couldn't resist uttering the words longing to see her into satisfaction. Right now he didn't care about anything but the woman in his arms. Slowly he drew away from her lips kissing down her neck as he marked the sensuous command into her skin. The whispered words were filled with promise.

Suddenly her body was ignited with white hot pleasure as her hips arched into his with fervent need. She couldn't stop the motions as she cried out his name leaning forward her lips met his in a desirable kiss their tongue melding with one another as they rocked through their desire without reason. Slowly they came down from their high riding out the aftershocks of pleasure that continued to travel throughout their bodies.

“I love you.”   

Nov. 4th, 2011

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Taking In Your Scars

Moses looked at the pond below the reflection marring and mixing with the same inner tepidness inside. His mind felt cloudy unsure as if each step just seemed to be more meaningless than the next. Underneath the
light he was torn apart each location containing a trusted memory was being replaced with a horrid nightmare.

Even so he was left feeling as if he couldn't develop a sense of hate. All that time even as his heart longed to burn with loathsome anger and vicious revenge not a drop of it was allowed to creep inside. The love he held for his brother had been so strong it couldn't even be destroyed by his treacherous actions.

A soft song of a step echoed against the smooth Egyptian limestone lining the edges of the pond. Moses jumped in surprise his heart rushing with fear at the sound. He felt frozen he hardly dared to move an inch to even turn towards the terrifying sound.

He sat there letting the moments rush by unsure exactly if he ever had experienced such a long waiting time for torture to begin. He waited longer and longer but he only heard the soft sound of ripples and watched a foot gently dip into the water one littered with scars and bruises in an uncaring fashion. It was too much to be accidental and the skin looked blotched as if it were still healing in a criss crossed fashion.

Cautiously he inched forward peeking around the alabaster columns with a fearful expression. Nervously his eyes followed the path of marred skin. A sense of curiosity came over him as he leaned his face into the side of the cooling stone. What could have occurred to cause such damage to the person's skin.

Droplets of water cascaded down the length of delicate skin and he felt his heartbeat racing faster as he unconsciously moved forward to get a better look. His gaze shyly continued trailing upwards along the shimmered skin and a shock of embarrassment coursed through him as the dainty appendage lifted in the air and he promptly realized he was glancing upon a woman's leg. His temperature rose as his vision met a white skirt settling up around the woman's  thighs.

That was too much. He had seen enough this night to warrant a lifetime of shame and embarrassment. Hurriedly he inched backward unwilling to continue his unintentional voyeurism. As he turned he quickly scooted backward glad that he had not been spotted. In his half stepped retreat a bit of regret shot through him. 

This whole time he hadn't even seen what she truly looked like. He reluctantly looked over his shoulder contemplating how far he'd have to weave through the shadows to catch a glimpse of her face. It wasn't as if it would hurt anything. After all, he had come far enough as it was. Scooting forward his eyes widened as they laid upon the visage before him. With a careful step he moved past the stones getting closer for a better look at the being illuminated in the moonlight.                                                                                                                      

His eyes timidly trailed across her features as he watched her loosen her hair from it's captured bun. It cascaded down her back with ease as the glow of her skin rivaled the shimmering moonlight. He shrunk back into the shadows with a nervous intake of breath as she turned her head in his direction.

Every fiber of his being seemed to be on the alert as the hair on the back of his neck rose in apprehension. In this darkness he was sure she couldn't see him yet it felt as if her caramel orbs were taking him in. Those alluring eyes glinted through the darkness taking his very breath away. She parted her lips just slightly to take in the crisp night air as she dipped her toes once again into the cool water. 


In all his days he'd never seen a woman with such elegance. His heart raced as he was more careful to hide himself as the woman turned her gaze away from him to look down into the pool below.

As she leaned over the water a small bit of moisture dropped from her rose tinted cheeks that suddenly sent a ripple cascading through the pool. His eyes widened in disbelief curious of her behavior as he felt as if a part of him was somehow being pulled towards her. But despite the tugging on his heartstrings he stayed his ground and he couldn't find the courage to escape the shadows.  

Jul. 22nd, 2011

Rameses wants to snap


Feeling worthless empty and just plain useless right now. I have a million things to do, no nerve to ask others for help and just I'm overburdened. I feel so stressed and I just want to give up everything. I'm a worthless piece of failing trash that helps no one and can't plan well and doesnt deserve to live... =_= uggggh so much freaking stress...

Too many projects and not enough time can't stop rocking in worry...

Jul. 3rd, 2011

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lol tired

 Whyy is it 1:30why do I have to work. Sleep I want it so badly. =_= ALways awake with a million things to do. I want to go to bed wahh. 

Jun. 27th, 2011

Rameses wants to snap


Feeling really frustrated money and business wise. I suddenly realized I charge too little and I feel as if I have been ripped off or something. sighs Oh well never again. I should have separated the items as two separate charges or better yet just done the videography and referred them to my friend for the photography. -_- Sighs I'm so upset but if this opens a lot of doors it will be worth it. Sighs so many tears...so much frustration. Auuuuuggh!!!

Why God why! Expenses so many expenses....So much to do...

Jun. 11th, 2011

Rameses wants to snap

Drabble Therapy

 A Depressed Day To Hurt

Tarzan stepped angerily out into the sad sunshine, and admired Esmeralda's chest. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a lonely sight."

Esmeralda climbed off the unanswered message and walked lonelily across the grass to greet her lover. Tarzan patted Esmeralda on the leg and then tried to hurt her frustratedly, but without success.

"That's all right," Esmeralda said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not frustrated," Tarzan. "Not as frustrated as the time we hurted on a street."

Esmeralda nodded depressedly. "We were souless back in those days."

"Our arms were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Tarzan said. "Everything seems forlorn and awkward when you're young."

"Of course," Esmeralda said. "But now we're empty, we can still have fun. If we go about it sadly."

"Sadly?" Tarzan said . "But how?"

"With this," Esmeralda said and held out a freezing divorce papers. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to hurt."

Tarzan swallowed the divorce papers at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to hurt sadly. They hurted like a sloth crawling its way to loneliness. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.

<How I love these things <3 >>

Jun. 10th, 2011

Rameses wants to snap

I heart this one <3

An Empty Occurrence

Tarzan paced up and down, jiggling his leg. His very good friend, Mary Sue Heart, had arranged to meet him here on a street. "I have something frustrated to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Heart was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Tarzan expected to see her bounce up, her freezing hair streaming behind her and her lonely eyes aglow.

Tarzan heard footsteps, but they seemed rather awkward for a delicate and souless girl like Mary Sue Heart, whose tread was depressed. He turned around and found Esmeralda staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Esmeralda said depressedly. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Tarzan had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so angerily. "Mary Sue Heart asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Esmeralda, his arm began to throb lonelily.

"Oh," Esmeralda said, sadly. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Tarzan said and caught Esmeralda by her chest. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Esmeralda said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a sloth crawling its way to loneliness.

From behind an unanswered message, Mary Sue Heart watched with a sad light in her forlorn eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Tarzan/Esmeralda". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the sloth from extinction.
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 Forlorn Love

Tarzan finished packing. Ever since Esmeralda, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Tarzan had been freezing.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing hurted him, all was frustrated. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a street to become a lonely unanswered message.

Just then, there was a depressed knock at the door. Tarzan opened it and stood there angerily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his arm.

When Tarzan came to, Esmeralda was holding his leg and looking souless. "My love," Esmeralda said lonelily, "I'm sorry for the awkward shock. I've been shipwrecked on an empty island for the last ten years, living like a sloth crawling its way to loneliness. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my chest in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Tarzan could hardly believe his Esmeralda had returned. "I will always love you, chest or no chest. Besides, you can cover it up with a divorce papers."

They embraced frustratedly and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was sad.
Rameses wants to snap

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Sighs slumps. I get so excited and then...their gone. I know it's not a big deal but I really did want to talk to them. -sighs- Is sadface...my writing must just suck and I right now want to roll into a wall. Stop leaving me all alone ,_,
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 The Adventure Of The Octopus

Esmeralda and Tarzan were out for an orgasmic Valentine's walk inside a cabinet. As they went, Tarzan rested his hand on Esmeralda's stomach. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so frustrating, Esmeralda was filled with chilly dread.

"Do you suppose it's steaming here?" she asked impatiently.

"You cruelly silly," Tarzan said, tickling Esmeralda with his watch. "It's completely iridescent."

Just then, a flowing octopus leapt out from behind a guitar and kissed Tarzan in the thigh. "Aaargh!" Tarzan screamed.

Things looked dirty. But Esmeralda, although she was scrumptious, knew she had to save her love. She grabbed a basket and, like a cascading fountain into a raging sea, beat the octopus sweetly until it ran off. "That will teach you to kiss innocent people."

Then she clasped Tarzan close. Tarzan was bleeding hurriedly. "My darling," Esmeralda said, and pressed her lips to Tarzan's lips.

"I love you," Tarzan said urgently, and expired in Esmeralda's arms.

Esmeralda never loved again.

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