The next morning in the school parking lot, I gave Elise the notebook, suddenly feeling a little nervous about asking her about handfasting. She tucked it beside her and reached over to hold my hand. Her hand was cold, so I warmed it between mine for a while, breathing the word for flame in Gaelic over them to heat it more. She asked me to teach her how to cycle energy like I did in the forest with her. It appears that all the things she is learning about the elements are starting to sink in, and now she wants to apply the knowledge. I will have to find the best way to begin without taking away from the personal nature of the experience.
I held her hand, and thought, "This could be what completes her awakening."
We walked up to the school, and all day I thought of the best way to start walking her through it. She should have a basic understanding of the points where energy flows through her body. I will also have to tell her how to draw in and project energy. This is crucially fundamental.
Since Elise didn't have to work again today, she followed me to my house after school. We got home before my parents did, so we went to my room. I wanted to talk to her about cycling energy, but we were alone and close, and I just wanted to hold her. We snuggled together on my bed, and I lightly ran my hands over her arm. She smelled like floral soap. So feminine and delicate. I tilted her face to me and kissed her. She leaned into it, and my pants tightened. I slowed and forced myself to hold back. We pulled out of the kiss and I just kept trying to focus on slowing down. I rubbed her arm and back. She tucked her head against me and made swirls on my chest.
"I meant everything, and I'm glad you aren't like anyone else," she said. "I realize this is rare, our love, but I feel that it's true. As true as love can be. Like a fairytale love, only deeper than that too." I felt everything she said. I knew that it wouldn't matter if we waited for the handfasting or not, I would always love Elise. She was thoroughly wrapped around my heart and my life, and I never wanted her to let go. I would be a captive of her bond as long as she would have me, and probably longer. Either way, I just wanted to enjoy her and help her level up so I wouldn't be making my promise to just her snake form.
I kissed her more, and she seemed to be breathless, which gave me the confidence to steal her breath from her. Knowing that I had as much of an effect on her as she did me was delicious. She teased back and, more skillfully than I had done, she took my breath away. I almost had to gasp for air, but then she sat up quickly, and daintily let out a burp. It was so cute, I had to laugh. We both laughed it off, then we heard the front door close. We left our shoes in my room and went to sit on the couch to avoid any humor from my parents. They were still weird. They just can't help it. They leaned over the couch on either side of us, and I was skeptical about what they would do next. Thankfully, they only offered to order pizza for dinner instead of cooking.
My dad decided to continue his explanation of the elements, and since Elise didn't bring her journal, I brought her some paper and a pen. Elise mentioned to my parents that she wanted me to teach her to cycle energy, so while she had her lesson, I thought about the order in which I would teach her after we had dinner. It was a lot, but the basic understanding of the elements will be a good foundation.
The pizza arrived, and my parents ate in the kitchen this time, leaving Elise and me in the living room. When we finished eating, and we took our plates back to the kitchen. Then, I asked if she was ready, and led her out to the edge of the forest. It was too dark to go in to the clearing, but thresholds are great places to meditate too.
I had her close her eyes and walked around her, touching her lightly where her chakra points were as I explained them. I started from the top and moved down because I knew it would build more energy that way. I was already sexually tense near her, and after she leaned into my kiss earlier, I thought she felt it too. When I got to the sex chakra, I tried not to make it seem like something deviant and naughty, but powerful and natural. I finished my explanation of the chakras and moved on to her hands, teaching her how to feel the power in her palms, and how to focus the energy through her body. I told her to root herself and pull up energy from her feet. I could feel her power build as she did what I said, and my power rose as well. The spirits around us swirled to life, being drawn to our building vortex of energy. I placed my palms against hers and let her draw from me and release energy into me. I allowed my eyes to open so I could watch her. She was every bit the goddess I thought her to be, and before I could stop myself, my lips were pressed to hers. Her power rose, and filled us both. I held her there to me and drank her in. If she were my Priestess, our magic would be unparalleled. She is a long way from ready for that, but I will wait for her. She said she could feel it, and I saw fire in her eyes. She had awakened and I hugged her, not having any other words. When our energies relaxed, I pulled away from her. I needed to teach her a grounding technique if she were to try this on her own, she could deplete herself and not understand why. I gave her an obsidian stone to keep, and told her we should try to eat something again.
After we finished another slice of pizza, Elise went home. My parents surrounded me once she was gone and asked for more details. I told them that she said she felt it, and I felt her power rise. They were so thrilled they went to call Sage Desmond. I was still feeling energized from the success of it all, and my deep love for Elise was stronger than ever. I went to my shed and started looking through my jewelry. I wanted to choose a special ring for Elise. I wouldn't wait for graduation. Perhaps Samhain would be a better time to present it to Elise, and I would perform a handfasting ceremony for us if I had to. But I also wanted to give her something special for her birthday. I selected several things and brought them to my bedroom. When I walked up to the back porch, before I went through the door, my dad was sitting outside having a cigarette. He asked me what I was planning to do with all of the stuff I was carrying. I couldn't blame him for being wary of me trying to prepare for another ritual, considering the way my last one went.
"I'm just trying to find something appropriate to give Elise for her birthday this Saturday." I told him. He finished the last drag of his cigarette and stood to follow me in the house. "That's a great idea, son. Let me know what you come up with."
My mom overheard him telling me this as we came in and asked what we were talking about. My mom got excited again and said she wanted to put something together too.
"Elise said she didn't want to make a big deal out of her birthday."
"Oh, nonsense!" My mom said. "That was before all this happened, I'm sure. This is a very big deal. She is transforming in so many ways. She will need the proper tools to help her along the way." My mom looked at my dad, and they nodded in acknowledgement of each other. I went on to my room, and laid the items out on my desk. I had no idea what my parents were planning, but I think Elise will be happily surprised. I looked at the items, and went and got a few books from my shelf.
I sat on my bed, thinking about her awakening, and the power I noticed in her even before she was fully awakened. I decided to text her.
Hello, my darling. I hope you made it back home safely. I forgot to tell you earlier, if you want to cycle energy on your own, you can. Just press your palms together. As long as there is something to receive energy or something to project it, you can do it. It can also be done with stones."
She texted back a few minutes later saying, "Ok, thank you. I love you. I feel strong and ready for anything. I think even my mom noticed a difference in me. I told her it was because I was excited for my birthday. She's probably going to bring food over on Saturday."
"She doesn't have to."
"I know, but she can't be stopped. I'm going to bed soon. I'll see you at school tomorrow. Good night."
"Good night," I told her. I spent the rest of my night trying to put together the perfect gift. I would give her a ring, but if my parents present her with a gift, I wanted to give her something in front of them too.