when I noticed my desires diminished and my breathing calmed down. I felt a familiar scent; it was the same one Zeylan wore, and as I lifted my face between his chest, I saw the guardian make a sign of silence, taking my hand and guiding me through the halls. "Did you see everything I was doing while Erick and Sharin were having sex?" was a doubt that haunted my head, but the blue-eyed boy didn't make a comment about it.
"Don't worry about what you saw of Sharin and Erick; at least they went to an uncrowded part of the mansion."
"Is this very common among them?"
Zeylan nodded.
"It's a habit they have; this is their home." He commented after opening another door, looking back to where I was. "We should join the others,"
As I opened the door, I saw a group of people sitting in different places in what was a large library. My friends came over to greet me. smiled as the group of guardians chatted among themselves.
"What an interesting day this has been; I never expected to be in a resistance."
Anetta commented, looking up at the bookshelves.
"I find this fighting against dark beings using the powers of ancient magic fascinating; it's like discovering a world within a world,"
Remina said she was very excited, then took a seat next to me on one of those pieces of furniture.
When we were all located somewhere in the library, the lights went out, and a voice resounded everywhere.
"Long time ago, before the worlds were born..." A golden female figure with the sleeves of her costume turning into wing-like feathers appeared in the center of this library. "Ibwa awoke from the deep darkness of non-existence and danced, spreading her golden wings." These were gathering in the swirl of her movements, creating a golden sphere called Solsticius. "The image of this woman form fades and changes into a golden sphere. "It was thus with the sand that the steps of our mother goddess dragged, that two twin sisters emerged from it. "Two women emerge from the edges where light and shadow reach. " Awaukan and Eselena, one identical to the other but born of Solsticius and Tenebrarum, the dark sphere and the luminous sphere that illuminated non-existence, light and shadow, matter and destruction, that is how both sisters decided to gather the little sand that remained from their birth in the sea of the firmament to create their children: the luxxiantes and the nóctales, who started a war since their creation. It claimed the lives of almost all beings on both sides. Ibwa, who stood aside, decided to separate the two sisters from their mutual hatred by creating a third daughter, Gaia, the sleeper, and her minor descendants. She was given the role of dividing the domains of both sisters along with her two custodians, whom she called Day, the Guardian of Dawn, and Night, the Guardian of Dusk, these new beings created by Ibwa. Those who guarded Gaia's dream had the power to prevent any of their sisters' children from returning to their old hatreds, but the hatred between the two was so strong in their descendants that the beings who once swore to destroy each other found themselves in the Midnight Kingdom. a land that the guardian Night did not want to guard, causing this war to reach modern times where the children of Eselene seek to bring the darkness of Tenebrarum to the domains of the sleepers and plunge Gaia into the darkness of non-existence, again threatening to destroy the peace that Ibwa had given to the children of Gaia."
When the images were finished being projected, everything was in absolute darkness, and many voices joined in a chorus that resounded in the library, reciting a few words.
"There are deadly dangers hidden in the darkness; there are horrors in our nightmares; there are monsters living in our minds; there is a hidden power within each being to fight them." Said the guardians in unison as if they were exclaiming an oath.
And the light illuminated the entire library. In front of all of us was an older man with almost gray hair and a few wrinkles on his face, carrying in his left arm a parchment from which he seemed to have recited that story about the creation of the different realities that exist.
"In case you have not seen me before in your lives, I am Jaume Jonas, a former Vigilante of the Southeast. Together with the Bryce family, we have kept this place standing as a bastion for the awakened who have decided to confront the children of eternal night.
The man introduces himself amidst the applause of the others.
"Whatever the reasons that brought you here, we recognize you as an equal. Join your brothers in cause tonight and feast with them in being among the living another night."
Each one of us was given a necklace with the shape of an open right palm that had some symbols of a half moon and an open eye in its center. My friends and I saw them amazed by how well these charms worked, while a group of boys took us by the hand and took us out of the enclosure while they chanted in jubilation, accompanied by an instrument that moments later they told us is called an aulos, in what seemed to be a celebration march.
We went out to a garden, where we were offered some drinks while each couple sat around a fire. Dreis stayed a moment talking with Anetta and Remina, while I was at one end of the fire talking with Sharin. A few minutes later, I saw Zeylan coming out of a part of the mansion accompanied by Erick and his girlfriend. I felt ashamed to remember the vivid image of Captain Levi touching my intimacy; I enjoyed it so much that this memory became every time a guilty pleasure to overflow these feelings that became more noticeable being near him; I blushed too much, but I did not stop seeing him; it was something I did by instinct, and knowing every gesture of him as if he were someone very close in my life disconcerted me. Maybe tonight was a good time to get rid of all these doubts: "Do I really like Zeylan?" "When did I start to think about him more than I should?" No, this was not a sexual attraction to the guardian; my chest was exalting at the thought of being by his side. I noticed the couple saying goodbye to Zeylan as he went the other way, walking away from the meeting towards a part of the Bryce mansion.
I stood up, leaving behind me Remina's voice calling me, and I started to look for him, walking through the corridors and giving a glimpse of each nearby room. When I reach the last door of the long corridor and open it, I see that he is on his back with headphones on, and in front of him, a canvas with the painting of a face. It was very similar to mine; in fact, they were images that resemble moments where Zeylan and I lived together, but they do not seem to be recent, not even this year. When I slowly approach the boy and touch his back, he turns around right away, staring at me, while I feel so calm under his gaze.
"I'm sorry; I didn't know that you... were busy." I can come back another time."
I said hesitantly, "Why did I follow him here?" I wondered, thinking how awkward my visit must have been.
I hurried to leave before my embarrassment showed too much, but before I left, Zeylan took my hand and intertwined it.
"Every time I see you, I feel like I have known you all my life, even in an image so vivid that I feel the need to paint them."
I look at every corner of your room and see those paintings, each one so familiar, as if they were memories from another life.
"I've always wondered that and felt afraid that I was the only one who felt it, Zeylan. Right now, a part of me wants to kiss you, to feel your warm embrace as you brush your cheek against mine, and another is afraid that you will reject me."
I feel how he goes from touching my hand to caressing my shoulder; my heart starts to beat fast until he takes me to his chest, letting an embrace bring us closer, getting lost again between that same essence that was in his body and the warmth of his skin next to mine.
"I also have this need to want to hold you and even protect you, Mera. I can no longer run away from what you make me feel."
He lifts my cheek with his hand, and it was there that his warm lips kissed mine in a kiss that felt so nostalgic, so much like us, that my hands went around his back, recognizing in my touch every inch of his body. As each of his touches ignited with every minute my desire to be his, I began to remove his clothes while Zeylan did the same with mine; his hands also caressed in detail every exact part to make me sigh for the pleasure of his caresses. He carried me to his bed, and as if it were a vivid representation of my fantasy with him, I saw how he went down to my intimacy. He knew how to stimulate my sex to the point of making me wet, as I stroked his jet black hair with every moan he pulled out of me, bringing the fingers of my other hand to my mouth as he drew a sigh from me.
In those minutes when he was pleasuring me with his mouth, the blue-eyed boy was making my legs tremble. I opened them for him, letting him roam every sensitive spot where I moaned in the moments that he stimulated them again with the touch of his fingers, followed by caresses to my breasts while I brought him to my mouth to join us in another kiss. We let the passion possess us, and after those kisses I felt how he entered me so warm and hard. It was like rediscovering sexual pleasure. I started to moan, squeezing the blankets of the sheets, seeing that face of fully accepting the spasms of being inside me, and seeing his face, made me venture to be more naughty, something I never did before with another person. I posed on top of him, letting his member fill me completely. I posed on top of him, naughty, something I never did before with another person. I closed my eyes to watch, and as soon as I moved my bottom to the side, I let myself fall on his chest, and with my breath hitching, I felt his thrusts again. I lost track of time and how many times we both came, but that night I had regained something my heart had longed for since these feelings lurked in my being with this man named Zeylan Levi.