NOTE: This is a Moogle War post by me that never got posted. (Sorry, Space! ^_~) Those who followed the war, this post will sound familiar. Brief background: Schala and the Druidess Kaitlin escaped from the enemy Moogle camp with the help of Frog, who was transformed back into his original human form and is now called Glenn. All three are part of the human army, led by Bacca. Bacca's lover is the Lady Paladin (or "Lady" for short). Schala has been having nightmares since her prior rape and has gone off alone into the forest several times for mysterious rituals. At this point, the three are returning to the city of Vector, which is the human army's base.
The moment Glenn woke up, he knew Schala had wandered off yet again.
He couldn't blame her, really. It was nearing the end of peace, nearing the time to returning to the war. He could understand her need to be alone. Still, he worried, and so he went to look for her.
She wasn't that far away this time. She was sitting with her back against a tree and staring up into the sky. She turned her head slightly when she heard him approach. All she said was, "The sky is very clear tonight..."
He stopped beside her and looked up. He saw why she had chosen this place to sit. There was a small opening in the trees, through which he could see the night sky. The stars had much brighter twinkles than he remembered. The moon was just a sliver now. It was a wonderful picture framed by the gently rustling leaves of the trees.
"It's very beautiful." Glenn looked down at her. He studied her carefully, the way she sat with her hands folded in her lap, her hair softly blowing, her pendant gleaming slightly. He saw the profile of her face, leading down to her smooth neck. He turned away. He could see how any man could grow to care for her so much...
"May I ask you something?" he said suddenly.
"Of course."
He looked at the ground and shuffled his feet. Then he finally asked, "Is there anything between you and Bacca?" Unintentionally, he flung the question out like a sharp barbed arrow, and he was embarrassed. He was showing his hand pretty well. But Schala didn't take offense. She merely laughed softly.
"I'll be honest with you...There was a time when I felt something was between us. But I knew he and Lady were much devoted to each other." Her expression became distant. "It was Lady who...who made me remember something about myself...She showed me how wonderful a relationship can be between two people who care strongly for each other..." She shook her head sadly, then recovered and smiled up at him. "Some time after meeting Bacca, a certain part of me was reawakened...but just as quickly it slept again. It...frightened me when I realized he had triggered something that had lain dormant for so long. I don't know if he ever knew how he affected me...But it became irrelevant because, after awhile, I didn't feel much anything anymore...Not for him, not for anyone..." Her voice trailed off. She cocked her head. "Does that answer your question?"
Glenn stood there for a minute, then chuckled. "Yes, it does," he said.
They fell silent, staring at the sky. The thought of Bacca had brought to mind the war, and the end of their journey...
She gazed up at him. "We're almost there, you know..."
"Yes, I know..."
"I...I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble during this time..."
Glenn sat down. "I would rather you have gone through that now than to have gone through that when I was not there to help you. It has actually taken a load off my mind, to know that you at least understand yourself better now."
"Yes...but there are still so many things about myself that I have yet to comprehend..." Her voice was a mere whisper, so he had to strain to catch her words.
"Such as...?"
"Certain...emotions..." She glanced at him briefly, then turned away. "Feelings...that I've never felt before...that I don't quite know how to handle..."
He came closer to her. "And what are these feelings?"
She looked at him straight in the eye. "I...don't know..."
Glenn leaned forward and, on an impulse, kissed her...
He felt her stiffen a bit, but he took her in his arms and held her close. She put her arms around his neck and held him tightly. Their kiss became deep, passionate. His tongue slid into her mouth and caressed hers. Slowly, she relaxed. She felt something in her chest that seemed to burst over and over again as she opened her senses and gave herself to him.
Glenn moved her away from the tree and laid her gently on the ground. He unbuckled the belt holding his sword and flung it away. He moved on top of her and pressed his body closer to hers...
But a sudden memory flashed through Schala's mind. She twisted her face away from his and pushed him away. "Glenn...we...I can't do this," she gasped out.
Her eyes were getting wild, and he realized his mistake. "I'm...sorry," he said, the anguish clear in his voice. "I...I didn't mean to..."
She clutched her arms to her chest and was breathing heavily. Glenn sat up and pulled her to him. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." he repeated as he comforted her.
She laid her head on his shoulder. Slowly her breathing returned to normal. "Do you...do you want to?..." he asked, rather lamely and a bit belatedly.
"I don't know..."
"Have you...have you ever...?" He wasn't sure how to finish the question, but she understood. She gave a small laugh.
"If you don't count that time with the Moogles, then no, I haven't."
Glenn was glad she chould joke about it now, but what she said concerned him. He looked at her. "Oh...I didn't know..." he said softly.
Schala shook her head and lowered her face with an embarrassed smile and a blush. "I...Well, it's not something I would talk about anyway...even though I was faced with Lady and Bacca back at camp..."
He smiled widely, then he began to laugh. "I don't wonder," he said. Then he fell silent and looked into her eyes intently. He smoothed her hair away from her face. "You're a beautiful woman, you know that?" he said softly.
She shook her head furiously and blushed even deeper. "No one's ever told me that before..."
"Well, you are." He tilted her face up and kissed her very gently. "I won't hurt you...I would never do that..."
"I know..."
Glenn could feel the tension in the air. But it was a different atmosphere, one that was charged with an electricity he had never felt before...
He kissed her again, and it quickly became a very passionate one that aroused both their senses. He leaned back against the tree and pulled her onto his lap, with her kneeling on the ground facing him. His hands roved all over her body, over her back, down her sides, squeezing her breasts. She ran her hands over her chest and slowly undid the buttons on his shirt, pushing it away over his shoulders and exposing his bare chest.
His lips trailed down to her neck. Schala arched her head backwards invitingly. She breathed in and out slowly, her chest heaving, opening herself all the sensations he was giving her. He nibbled at her neck, causing her to moan in ecstasy.
Glenn moved his hands further down. He ran over the curve of her hips, down to her thighs. He slid his hands under her robes and squeezed her bare legs. He started moving up again, under her clothing, gently feeling her soft skin. Then, in a swift movement, he grabbed the hem of her robes and pulled them over her head.
Schala opened her eyes and looked at him uncertainly. He could only gaze at her naked body, so smooth and silky in the faint light, her Dreamstones glowing faintly. His eyes took in every part of her, his hands he forced to keep on her waist as he did so. She was breathing heavily, unsure of his reaction.
"You're so beautiful..." He had never wanted her as badly as he did now. Glenn brought his hands up to her breasts, rubbing them slowly, feeling her nipples harden beneath his palms. She had her hands on his chest and began trailing her fingers downward, her gently caressing lips following closely behind.
He drew in his breath sharply at the feeling. She touched his groin area gently. He moaned as she massaged him. Schala undid his trousers, exposing his hard arousal, and bent down to take him in her mouth. She sucked him slowly, licking his shaft in a slow, sensual movement. He groans increased in volume until he couldn't stand it anymore, and he suddenly jerked her back up to face him.
She leaned forward and kissed his mouth, moving her hands back up his chest gently, then put her arms around his neck. He held her tightly, feeling her soft body against his, her breasts pressed again him.
Glenn laid her on the ground again. He lay down on top of her gently, his arousal pressing hard against her thighs. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he kissed her, nibbling on her earlobes and going down to her neck and cleavage. His mouth found her breasts and sucked hard, bringing her up to him to taste every part of her...
His lips slowly moved downward again, softly tickling her stomach and navel area. Schala gasped and laughed slightly. He went down even lower, and she took a deep breath, forcing herself to lay still, despite the excitement he was awakening.
He kissed the inside of her thighs as his fingers fondled her softness. She groaned softly. Then he sat up and pulled her up onto his lap again, with her straddling his thighs. Glenn brought her suddenly to him, thrusting inside her fast and hard.
Schala gasped and cried out in surprise. She put her hands on his shoulders for support, moaning out her pleasure. Glenn closed his eyes and felt himself deep inside her, feeling her getting wet and slick.
He leaned back and lay flat on the ground so she was riding him. He put his hands on her hips and moved her back and forth, going deeper and deeper inside. Her chest heaved, her head was thrown back, her breasts thrust out as they moved together in an orgasmic rhythm. He moaned and brought his hands up, fondling her breasts until her nipples were taut.
Glenn sat up and, kissing her, laid her on the ground. He thrust inside her again and again as she moaned and held him tightly.
He rolled off of her, pulling her with him. He stood her up and pushed her against a smooth-barked tree. He lifted her up, entwined her legs around him, and thrust inside her again. Schala clung to him as she was rocked up and down, gasping and moaning at his power. He kissed her face and her neck furiously, trying to give her some of the pleasure that he was feeling. Glenn felt an intensity in his chest that rushed down to his groin, then a wildness that built up to a fever point and exploded in a million sparks of bright light. He felt a shudder pass through Schala's body at the same time, and they moaned in an ecstatic duet.
Glenn slowly moved back, carrying her as he did so. Carefully he brought her legs down and held her until she was steady on her feet again. Her eyes were glazed over, but slowly they cleared until she was looking at him coherently again.
He smiled and sat down, pulling her in front of him into the comfort of his arms. Schala leaned back against him and sighed. She had never felt anything as incredible as what she had just experienced...
Glenn buried his face in her neck. "Are you all right?" he asked softly.
She nodded and smiled. A breeze suddenly sprang up, causing her to shiver slightly. Glenn got up and fetched her clothing. He grinned wickedly. "Although I would rather have you otherwise, I think it would be best for you to get dressed," he said. Schala laughed, but let him slide her robes onto her again. Then he grabbed her and started kissing her, which this time she easily accepted and welcomed.
They sat down again. The Mystic nestled comfortably against his shoulder, with Glenn's arms protectively around her. She sighed. "I wish things could be like this could be forever..." she said.
He nuzzled her neck softly. "I'll always be here with you," he said in a low voice. "I won't leave you...I promise..."
She sighed and relaxed. Soon she was fast asleep.
Only much later did Glenn realize that Schala was sleeping. He gently lifted her up and returned to their camp. He set her down and covered her with a blanket. He smoothed the sheet over her, then studied her face. It was filled with such a beautiful peace. Glenn bent down and kissed her one last time.
"Good night, Schala," he whispered.