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The Magic Of The Blood
The smell of incense spread through the room and quickly overpowered and other scent. Dragon's blood was the best for this type of ritual. There were candles in a round table in the form of an X. As they faced each other, they began lighting candles. From one side to the other, lighting the center candle together. They looked at each other and recited the incantation they had discovered to officially begin the ritual.

     "May our bodies move as one"
      "May our souls unite with purpose"
      "May our hearts beat in time"
      "My our senses not desert us"
      "The bond has begun"
      "Til night fades with the sun"

   They both reached into a saucer filled with their thumb and inhaled the rose/lavender oil that they'd donned. Reaching across the table they ran their thumbs straight down each other's foreheads as one. The full moon could be scene rising out there window. There was no better night. They stood and walked around the table to have each other. He stood taller than her but her presence made them of equal height. They dropped off their robes.

He then picked up a blade from the table. Making a small incision on his left arm he then swiped it across his chest. She moved her mouth to his chest.

       "I offer this willingly so that our spirits may know one another"

   She began to suckle across his chest. She knew instantly that he enjoyed this part from the reaction below his belt line. She went from nipple to nipple, caressing each one as if savoring every taste. Then pulling away, she took the knife, making the same incision on her own left arm. She rubbed the blood across her chest. As he started to lower his head, she mirrored his response.

     "I offer this willingly so that our spirits may know one another"

He repeated the movements she'd used. Moving his tongue from left to right. Caressing from one nipple to the next. As he leaned close, the touch of their bodies revealed that he wasn't the only one who had experienced a reason. Now they both took a droplet of blood from their wounds to their tongue. Then their mouths moved together, tongues sharing the metallic taste of each other's blood.

    After a few minutes, she laid I the bed. To begin the final part he moved I to penetrate her as he pushed himself to his full measure, he reached to the table to might a small satchet containing rosemary. Once the smoke began to curl its way upwards, he pulled himself away until he was I the edge of escaping the moisture she had graced him with. He moved himself back inward, then began a continuous loop of the same actions. They both were feeling the heat between them as he removed himself from her completely. He then hovered for a moment, throbbing with the pleasure that she was creating for him. He reached down to kiss her gently I the back. Then moved to her collar bone. He continued downwards, between her breasts, to her navel, and refused to cease until he'd reached the result of their efforts so far. His lips kissed down one side, never touching their eventusl target. Then moved back up, ahs instead of finding the spot she longed for him to discover, he kissed down the other side teasingly. He felt her body spasm at the anticipation of his mouth's final destination. After a couple more passes, his tongue reached its mark. It began slowly twisted its way through her most sensitive area. A moan escaped her lips that she hadn't expected. He was so close to finding.....her eyes almost crossed as he found his rhythm. Each swipe of his tongue was building to a crescendo that she was determined to grow louder for. He slipped two fingers in and his accuracy grew even greater. She felt her toes curl, knowing that he was going to grant her wish. As his fingers joined, she noticed that he was getting closer to an area she didn't plan to use as an entrance. He massaged near there, without ever entering. Then it was here, he could feel her begin to spasm as she grew vocal enough to announce the impending eruption. As she felt her entire body increase I sensitivity, he slipped his little finger where she had once felt it didn't belong. The feeling jumped ten fold as he kept filling until she thought she couldn't possible ever rehydrate. He layed down beside her. Her legs didn't feel as if they'd every work again, but she wasn't ready to be done. Her hand confirmed that he was still very ready to continue. She moved her mouth downward as he had, but after limited teasing she decided to see what their flavor was together. As she felt guys breathing quicken she hastened to climb on him and reincert him into her body. As she rocked back and forth me put his hands on her hips. She reached down and kissed him. That wasn't part of the ritual, she just felt she wanted to. They continued until he was near the end  off good ability to dam up his own flood. She climbed off of him and asked that he resume from a more compromising position. As she got on all fours, he found his place behind her. This wasn't for a show if submission. She wanted him to finish in a way that would accent the pleasure and she wanted to show that she trusted him as an equal. As he reached good depth again he begin going faster. Moving in and back out. As he moved faster, she began to use her hand to revisit the area he'd already satisfied. They both began throbbing, pleasure sounds escaping both their mouths. As he finally erupted inside her, she belt her own tremor take her senses. He kept I until his perparedness was starting to slowly escape him. He squeezed back out of her and fell over shuddering. Now, as their sensual selves had reached a peak, they both closed their eyes and said their wish quietly. Then, leaning up, they extinguished the candles.

"Let the Gods hear us as one. Grant us our desires this night as effectively as we have shared each other's."

     They laid down beside each other. The ritual said to stay beside each other. After the effectiveness of it all, that's exactly what they wanted anyway. As they started to doze off, she felt him begin to stir once again.

  "This time it will be for us."

Her mouth moved downwards again. They were prepared to welcome the sun. And welcome it they did.


© The Moonlight Bard