[Requiem] On the Train part 2

The train sped across the countryside, in a land she had never travelled.....

As it sped, the threads and links of the sleeping mind wove and wound, as moments surfaced like bubbles in a pond.....


Long ago...

The sound of beautiful, heart aching music... the sense of silk sliding over sensitized, aching skin..... the warm night as silken hair brushed against her face, her throat.... the feel of his lips, his touch making her head spin with ecstacy....

and later...

....lying aching, bloody on a bed, as a mouth gently cleaned and pleasured her, a gentle touch after so much violence, making her weep with both pleasure and pain.....


and recent memory....

....waking in her sisters arms, her hands undressing her, her eyes moving over her with all the responsiveness of a touch......
her mouth, nibbling, teasing, making her desperately want to drown in the desire and heat coiling within her......