He parted us and said, “I think we should go to my room.”

I nodded as I thought that no words were ever more welcome to my ears. We stood and, taking my hand, Azure led me to his room. Once inside, he turned on the light, lit some candles and then turned the light off. He moved to me and took me into his arms. I felt like I was in a dream. We shared breath and he showed me beautiful images of palaces, seas, ships, tall trees and stone buildings covered in snow. I imagined that it was all the beautiful places he’d been in his long life. I had nothing to show him to compare, so I sent him mental images and messages of my great need, my desire and how I wanted to give myself completely to him.

When we parted, he whispered, “Willow, I want you, too.”

I fumbled with his buttons, trying to remove his jacket or shirt or whatever you’d call it. He kissed me as he undid it himself. He left it for me to remove, which I relished. I pushed it off his shoulders, hardly able to breathe, and revealed his chest which had two scars on it. To me, his bared upper body was the most lovely vision I’d ever seen. I stepped back and removed my belt and tunic, hurriedly rushing back to claim his lips with my own.

Not long after, he guided us to his bed and we sat, still kissing and caressing each other. I loved the feel of his thin muscled body. He parted us for a moment and said, somewhat breathlessly, “We have some wine-- a gift. Would you like some, before--”

“No,” I managed, caressing his face and looking into his eyes.

“All I want is you.”

He took me into a strong embrace as he kissed and shared breath with me again. I was beside myself. He parted our lips and murmured, “Are you soume?”

“Yes.”

He planted kisses on my neck as he undid my pants. I ran my fingers into his hair, never wanting this ecstasy to end. He slipped them off, then removed his own.

He stopped and drew back, running his hands over my torso and looking me up and down.

“Gods, Willow. You’re so young--so perfect.”

“So are you,” I said.

He laughed.

“Okay, you’re not so young,” I said giggling. “But you’re perfect. And perfect for me.”

We moved to lay down. He feathered his fingers into my hair, moved closer so his body touched mine, and kissed me with passion. I moaned into his mouth, feeling his erect ouana-lim against my thigh.

As he moved down my body with kisses, I shivered with delight. He kissed my stomach as he slid his fingers to my soume-lam, stroking me. I’d never dreamed of such pleasure. I couldn’t keep still or quiet. I found myself making noises that I couldn’t believe were coming from me. He moved his lips further down my body to my soume-lam and pleasured me with his mouth and tongue. I truly felt like I was soaring. I began to sense that there was a place deep inside me that desperately needed to be touched, but it was so deep that I felt it couldn’t be. I ached there and needed the ache to be quelled.

“Azure, Azure…” I moaned.

“Yes, Willow, yes.”

He moved over top of me and put his lips to mine as I felt him enter me. He did so slowly and gently, like he thought I would break. It was an exquisite feeling: the agony of need and the ecstasy of promised fulfillment.

He began to move, slowly thrusting into me. I drew up my knees wanting him to go as deeply as he could. As we kissed and shared breath, I began to see sparks of color, then they danced together, like a sparkling fountain. His scent, the feel of his skin, his pleasured sounds and the pure felicity of the sensations consuming my body were like nothing I’d ever imagined. We parted our lips, breathing too hard to share breath and kiss. Soon, I felt like my entire body was poised to melt into his, then, deep within me, I convulsed and I felt something strike my core and quash the aching need. As I spasmed, I heard nothing but our two heartbeats and felt Azure climax, then I collapsed, completely limp and feeling unable to move. He lay, spent, on top of me. He gently eased out of me and lay, boneless, at my side.

When we’d caught our breath, he turned to me and kissed my face and neck repeatedly. I smiled and sighed with pleasure. I turned to face him and we shared a long warm kiss. After, I cuddled closer, pressing our foreheads together and rubbing my nose on his, kissing him again.

“Gods, Azure. I never dreamed--it was so…”

I shook my head and kissed him. I couldn’t put what I felt into words.

“You’re so lovely, Willow.”

We lay, sated and relaxed for a while and then Azure smiled, kissed my lips and asked, “Would you like some wine, now?”

I nodded.

Sitting up in his bed, I watched as he reached for the bottle on the nightstand. He looked around and said, “I thought there would be glasses--”

“We don’t need them,” I interjected, not wanting him to leave the room even for a minute.

He smiled and shrugged, offering the bottle to me first. I took a couple of gulps.

“Mmmm, this is good; nice and sweet. Who gave it to us?”

“Varda and Quint.”

“That was nice of them.”

“They gave us another gift.” He gave me a smoldering gaze. “After the party they’re going to stay with some relatives for a couple of days.”

I regarded Azure with surprise and glee.

“You mean they’re going to be away?”

He nodded. “Yes. They wanted to give us our privacy.”

I laughed and threw myself into Azure’s arms.

“I LOVE them! That was so thoughtful!”

“You didn’t think I was going to let you go home tomorrow, did you?” he said, teasingly.

I clung to him, looking into his blue eyes.

“Azure… Thank you.”

He swigged from the bottle and gave me another smoky look. I felt the pangs in my belly again. He moved close to me and ran his hands over my body, nuzzling my neck and face and then whispered in my ear, “Would you like to be ouana?”

“Oh, yes,” I breathed.

He took my face into his practiced hands and kissed me. As our tongues played and we shared breath, I imparted to him visions of running streams, sun dappled clearings in the woods and dragonflies coupling on the wing. He showed me a gorgeous green place with stone, castle-like buildings and verdant woodlands, shrouded in mist. I drank them in as I also reveled in his touch. There are no words to describe the need, desire and hunger I felt for him. As he lavished his attentions on me, I let my desperate aching need for him consume me.

He took my already stiffened ouana-lim in his hand, possessing my mouth with his own. I could hardly stand it. In all my erotic dreams and anticipation of my first aruna, I never envisioned such bliss and enjoyment. Soon, he planted a trail of kisses down my body and pleasured me deftly with his lips and tongue. I felt a strange, exquisitely pleasant sensation and realized I’d flowered. I came to the brink and, sensing it, he released me. Breathing hard, I instinctively moved to straddle him. He closed his eyes and then opened them, smiling seductively into mine and said, “Take me, Willow… take me.”

I slowly pushed into him, emitting a low moan. It felt so unbelievably quenching. I luxuriated in the feeling of rooning him and in his low pleasured noises. I moved slowly at first, wanting to draw it out. Then I felt myself move with fevered swiftness and eagerness, our breath coming faster and harder. Azure gripped me with his soume-lam and I groaned, feeling my release to be imminent. Soon, I found it, as I continued to thrust into him. I heard his moans and felt his spasms and then collapsed onto his still-heaving chest. We lay together, our breathing slowing, our bodies limp and satisfied.

Azure kissed the side of my face. I reluctantly pulled out of him, as part of me would have liked to stay one with him forever, and lay by his side, trying to get as close to him as was possible.

“Azure…” I murmured, breathlessly. “Azure.”

He gathered me closer into his arms and touched my mind.

Willow. You’re so perfect…so perfect.

I answered in kind.

You’ve made my first time more than I could have ever imagined. I’m so very happy.

He kissed my hair as I lay on his chest. The next thing I knew it was morning.

I awoke a bit disoriented, and then remembered where I was and smiled to myself. I was lying on Azure’s chest and I stretched, thinking of the night before and the fact that I’d taken my first aruna and was a grown har now. I took a deep breath and relished Azure’s scent as I cuddled closer to him. I raised my head to regard him, but he was still sound asleep so I lay back down and promptly fell asleep again, visions of our night together replaying in my mind.

Later, I felt him stir and woke up again. He hugged me close and said, “Mmmm, Willow…” He rolled onto his side and pulled me to him. I buried my face in his neck. It had all been so wondrous, so fulfilling. I savored his unique fragrance as my fingers lightly played over his warm skin. It was the only place in the universe that I wanted to be. He touched my mind.

How about a shower and some breakfast?

Sounds wonderful!

We showered together and it was all I could do to resist initiating aruna with him again, but I knew we needed sustenance before we did anything else.

When we were clean, dried off and dressed, we went to our hosts’ kitchen, where Azure made us a breakfast of eggs, toast and coffee. To me, it was the most delicious breakfast of my life.

As I muched on my toast, I pondered. Did I feel any different? In some ways, I supposed, but in others I still felt the same. I didn’t feel any older or more mature, but I did feel deliriously happy and content.

“Willow? Willow?”

“Huh? Oh, sorry I was just--”

Azure chuckled at me.

“What do you say we take a walk and lie in the sun by the creek after we clean up.”

“Sure!” I answered, eagerly.

Azure fetched two towels and we headed out. We walked in the opposite direction from our usual place, heading for the deeper area of the creek where Wren and I were forbidden to go on pain of staying in our rooms for a week. Would Gin and Arrana still have the same rules for me now? I wondered.

I regarded Azure as we walked and slipped my hand in his. He smiled at me, giving my hand a squeeze. Even holding his hand made me feel all warm and squishy inside. I’d already started yearning for the time we’d head back to the house and his bed. I hoped I wasn’t becoming a “roondog” as Solstice referred to hara who think about nothing but rooning.

After laying out our towels in a sunny spot on the creek shore, Azure laid down with a sigh, resting on his back, his hands behind his head, his eyes closed.

I sat and looked at him for a while. I wanted to ask him where he’d gotten the two scars on his chest, but I didn’t want to make him feel weird or self-conscious. I also wanted to ask him about his tattoo; a beautiful Pegasus on the back of his left shoulder. I‘d noticed it before when I‘d spooned behind him. It was a complete image, but you could see a sort of star formation evident at its core and it had a very tribal aspect to it. I thought it was beautiful. I surmised that it must have some special significance: commemoration of an event, or a special har? Maybe it was symbolic of something. I wasn’t sure whether to ask. Maybe later. Besides, I had some other questions to ask; questions I wanted only Azure to answer.

I lay beside him on my towel, but I really wanted to lie in his arms. I rolled onto my side and lay with my head on his chest, sighing as he gently trailed his fingers over my back.

“Azure?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Can I ask you some things, you know, about aruna?”

“Sure, Willow.”

“Well, when I was ouana and we were ready to be…finished? I felt something strange; like something almost separated from me or stretched out of me or something.”

“The ouana-lim has a tongue and at the moment of climax, it lashes out to reach the core of the soume har, and then it retracts quickly. That’s what you felt.”

“It was an awesome feeling, but I didn’t understand what had happened.”

“Didn’t your parents speak with you about aruna?”

I snickered.

“My father tried to, but he was so uncomfortable that I let him off the hook, telling him you’d guide and teach me. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all. Teaching you is going to be fun,” he said with a teasing smile.

“There’s something else.”

“What? Don’t hold back, Willow, you need to know the facts.”

“How do hara make pearls? I mean, could I get with pearl from aruna anytime? Will I know?”

“First of all; yes, you’ll know. Two hara have to be very close and concentrate on conceiving. Long ago, hara sometimes made pearls without being aware of how it happened. Now we know that hara have to open a “seal” deep inside them to conceive. I assume that being pure born, your instincts about that are more developed than an incepted har’s, like myself. It’s the har who’s taking the soume role in an arunic encounter who conceives. Even though I never conceived a pearl or fathered one, I’ve heard hara who had, tell me they just knew when it had happened. It’s very profound. So if you’re worried that you’ll conceive a pearl, don’t be. You can feel the seal open and you can decide whether to keep it that way or not.”

I felt relieved. Not that I would have been unhappy with Azure’s pearl, but I wasn’t anywhere near ready for anything like that!

“There’s one more question. Would you think me awful if all I wanted was to go back to your room and take aruna again?”

I kissed him on the mouth.

“Not at all,” he murmured, adding, “How about a dip in the creek first?”

I nodded, enthusiastically.

We shed our clothes, waded in, and swam around for a while. It was so refreshing and exciting. I’d never been allowed to go to this part of the creek before. After a while, I swam over to Azure and caressed him from behind, hanging onto his back. He swam for a while, me hanging onto him. It was so much fun! When he swam to where he could touch bottom, I swung myself around to the front of him and wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him. He eagerly returned my kisses and I was undone.

Azure, gods, I want you!

Mmmm, let’s get out, Willow.

We got out onto the shore and Azure began to pick up his towel. I took it from his hand.

Please, just take me here on a towel, please!

Willow… sweet, passionate Willow.

I laid on a towel and Azure lay next to me. I drew him to me, wrapping my leg around him and putting my lips to his. We shared breath as our tongues engaged and we exchanged images. The cool breeze blew over our heated bodies as I indulged myself in his visions. Abstract shapes and colors assailed my mind’s eye as I gave him erotic pictures, symbolic of my need for him. I was blissfully lost in him, yet I was able to feel the sweat on his back as I caressed him, and to taste the saltiness of his skin as I licked and kissed him. I became soume and, in that moment, wanted nothing more than for him to take me. However, something else possessed me and I licked and kissed my way to his ouana-lim, wanting to take it into my mouth. I did so and savored his taste which was both salty and sweet. He moaned as I used my tongue and lips to give him pleasure. After all he’d given me, it was so satisfying to know I was making him happy. Soon he flowered.

“Willow, mmmm, stop, please stop…”

I released him and moved back up to kiss him, realizing I couldn’t wait any longer

“Gods, Azure. Come inside me, please.”

He lay on his back and coaxed me on top of him. I let myself down onto him, delighting in him being deep inside me. Instictively, I began to move on him as he reciprocated. I soon leaned over, burying my face in his neck and hair, moaning uncontrollably.

“Azure, gods, gods…”

“Unnnghh, mmmm, Willow…”

Soon, I felt the inimitable bliss of my body melting into orgasm, as I perceived Azure’s culmination, as well.

We lay after, letting the summer breeze cool our bodies. I separated us and lay motionless beside him. When I’d recovered some, I moved next to him, kissing his shoulder and murmured, “Azure, I, I just can’t get enough of you.”

He chuckled. “Oh, Willow. The har that gets to be with you will be so lucky.”

I giggled. “Whatever will I do until then?”

“Well, I have you for another day or so--”

I laughed, caressing his face and looking into his eyes. After a few moments, I had another question for him.

“Azure? Do all hara have their own scent and taste?”

“Yes.”

“You taste salty and sweet and smell like leather and apples.”

He smiled.

“You smell like fresh green grass and taste sweet, like honeysuckle.”

“Really?!”

He nodded.

“That’s good, right?” I asked.

“Very good,” he said, leaning over to kiss me warmly. “How about another dip before we go back to my room?”

I nodded.

After another refreshing swim in the creek, we went back to our neighbor’s house. Since we were both hungry, Azure made us a lunch of cheese, fruit and bread, with wine as a beverage. We had fun feeding each other, sharing the bottle and laughing together. After our repast, all I wanted was Azure. I felt so unashamed, even though all I wanted was to be with him and take aruna. We went to his room and spent the afternoon in sweet sexual abandonment.

Later, as I lay in his arms, I said, “Gods, Azure, how can I go back home to my regular life after this? I can’t live without aruna--without you.”

He held me close and said, “You shouldn’t live without aruna. And you won’t have to. You’ll find other partners and everything will be fine.”

I looked to him.

“But, I want you. I do want my friend, Coral, but I have to wait for that. Is this the end of me being with you? Can I be with you again?”

“Of course you can, anytime. I’d be happy to be with you whenever you want.”

I sighed with relief and snuggled closer to him.

Thank the gods, I thought.


* * * *


The next morning I awoke, still in Azure’s arms. I sighed with contentment and then stretched and laid back onto him, completely at ease. I knew I only had another day or so at the most to thoroughly enjoy him. After that I would have to go back home, but somehow I couldn’t imagine my life ever being the same after this. Azure had told me I could come to him anytime, but after I went back to my home, it would still never be the same as it was now. I decided not to think about the future but to just enjoy the present. I wanted to revel in Azure’s attentions, to drink in his scent and to enjoy his body and aruna to the fullest in this singular point in time.

I couldn’t fall asleep again, so I snuggled close to Azure and delighted in the feel of his skin and being close to him. I finally drifted off, content in the knowledge that we could be together like this until Varda and Quint came home.

It was hard for me to believe that I was still in the same world as I’d been in before my feybraiha. In fact, I was right next door to my parents’ house, but I felt like I was in another universe; a universe of ecstatic bliss and pleasure and that Azure and I were the only two hara inhabiting that magical realm. He showed me pleasure, how to give it to another and the many varied ways to take aruna. I was so glad I’d picked an experienced har for my first. He taught me things I never could have imagined or thought of. Of course, I hadn’t chosen him because of that. I chose him because I wanted him, plain and simple. No other har would do. I thought happily to myself that when I was Coral’s first, I would be able to show him the myriad delectable pleasures of aruna that I’d been shown by Azure.

In the afternoon, we napped in the neighbors’ hammock in the yard. We’d both managed to put pants on, but part of me wished I’d never have to get dressed again. Maybe I was being a roony “roondog” but if you can’t be roony after you’ve made it through your feybraiha…

When I woke up later, I regarded Azure as he still slept. I ran my fingers lightly over the scars on his chest. He stirred and woke up, pulled me tightly to him and sighed. I was so content.

“Azure?

“Hmmm?”

“How did you get the scars on your chest?”

He yawned. “Oh. Uh, in battle. I didn’t get them at the same time.”

“What kind of battle?”

“The kind where hara get scars.”

I rolled my eyes and he laughed.

“It was a long time ago. We were fighting to unite the tribes and have peace. I know that sounds ridiculous to a har your age, but that’s the way it was at the beginning.”

“How about the one on your forearm?”

“That’s my inception scar.”

I must have looked at him, bewildered.

“I was cut there to receive a har’s blood.”

I still didn’t completely get it.

“A har cut himself as well and then held his cut to mine so our blood would mingle. That’s how a human became har in the beginning.”

“Sounds messy.”

He laughed. “Oh, it was, it was, and painful, but worth it in the end.”

Then I got really brave.

“What about your tattoo? Is it symbolic of something?”

He hesitated, looking serious and staring up at the clouds.

“Yes, yes it is. Remember when I told you that there was only one har that I would have had harlings with?”

I nodded.

“Well, I got it for him; a sort of symbol of our never ending love. He got one, too.” He smiled to himself. “I wasn’t sure he’d do it, but he did. It was of a vine that encircled his upper arm. ”

I was afraid to ask, but I had to.

“What happened? Where is he? You don’t have to answer me if it’s too personal.”

He heaved a sigh and traced his fingers over my back.

“He died.”

“Gods, Azure. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I asked.”

“It’s okay, Willow. It was a very long time ago.”

I hugged him close, wanting to make him feel better.

He brightened and asked, “Are you hungry?”

“Yeah!”

“Let’s start our dinner.”

We got out of the hammock and headed for the kitchen.

After a delicious dinner of meat on the neighbor’s grill and baked potatoes, we again lay in the hammock. We watched the sun go down, the stars come out and lay there together listening to the sound of the crickets.

It was all very beautiful and relaxing, but still, all I wanted was Azure. I began to kiss his neck and ran my hands into his hair. I sent him mental images of my need for him and he sent me his thoughts of us being together, too.

Azure, I want and need you, so much.

Please, Willow, be ouana, will you?


We took aruna there in the hammock. We had a few laughs because of the limited space for us, but that only added to my enjoyment. When I finally was able to move on top of him and take him, it was so satisfying. And after, when I’d pulled out of him and lay beside him, we fell asleep in the hammock, cuddled close and listening to the sounds of the night. I thought to myself that I couldn’t imagine anything more perfect.

~* to be continued*~

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