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Skylight
by Lord Malinov
~~~
Lying on his bed, Jeff stared into the night. Tiny shards of
brilliance speckled the field of black, each an insignificant point
seen so far away, a vast array of fire and silent motion. Mars hung
high against the milky streak.
Kathy wanted the bedroom the moment she laid eyes upon it, falling
in love with the idea of the broad glass ceiling that made the room
a virtual greenhouse. Jeff had fought her for a while, complaining
of practical things, but conceded in the end. Her heart leapt to
imagine sleeping every night together beneath the vault of heaven.
As she pleaded for indulgence, Jeff found, despite prudent
calculations, nothing could make him deny his lovely wife this
luxury. A shooting star raced across eternity.
Jeff remembered how restless the black sky made him feel on the
first night they slept in their bedroom. Opening his eyes, his
head resting on his pillow, her head heavy on his shoulder, Jeff
found himself filled with dread, overwhelmed by his own
insignificance as the universe stretched out so wide above him. It
was the small feeling he had known as a child, the weight he found
he could only escape in the embrace of his mother's arms, before she
had gone. And now Kathy.
She had roused at the first shudder, as Jeff succumbed in an instant
to his fear. Kathy had kissed his cheek instinctively, rising up to
shield him from the vision, to diminish the expanse of darkness with
a pale beauty in the shadows, kissing his brow, kissing his quivering
lip. Kathy touched him knowingly and at once Jeff forgot the void of
space and found assurance in her smooth caress. He kissed her, rose
above her, took her.
It seemed so long ago, the first night beneath the slow turn of
stars, when he had kissed her breasts uplifted, gleaming white in the
glow of soft moonlight, Kathy's nipples hard peaks tempting his kiss
with a yearning insistence. It seemed so long ago, the supple scent
of her belly, yielding to his tugs and pinches, the long sinews of
her uplifted arms, the light gay laugh to tempt his kisses, a
thousand slow deliberate tastes as the serpent traced her arc into
the dark horizon.
Jeff wiped the tears from his eyes, but his heart crumbled in
despair. The darkness seemed eternal, reaching out beyond the stars.
Jeff felt the small fear and turning his gaze down, found no one to
redeem him.
But he remembered the reflection of those same stars in her eyes as
he rose above to embed himself within her, the acceptance and
surrender of her love as he looked into her depths, the eternal night
within her gazing eyes, as the moist kiss of her sweet cunny
swallowed him within. Kathy, Jeff smiled to recall, had loved him
absolutely, anxiously drawing the fire from his soul, teasing his
passions into a pitch of rage.
The stars each burned a fiery explosion of billowing flames, a sea of
energy and light, storming madly, pouring forth across the cosmos to
tickle him as he lay in bed and tried to sleep, lulling him with a
kiss of distant time, spurring him to live and burn, despite the
cold, despite the dark.
Jeff could still hear her giggle as she shed her satin panties
dancing and he leaned sitting against the headboard, admiring like an
emperor the charms of his slave girl. She had pranced and bent and
spread and teased in a celestial symphony of erotic motion, and Jeff
could still feel the throb of his earthy cock, trembling in the sweet
anguish of unbound desire, and yet the vixen teased him longer. He'd
jumped from the bed as she waggled invitations, and stood behind her
lean flanks to pierce the root of her being, the sweet swollen lips
of her cunt suckling him with each ferocious prod. He leaned over to
kiss her glistening back, the arch of wanting, the slender vase of
her lascivious flesh.
He turned, weary with frustrations, and listened as a siren wailed
somewhere in the valley beneath the house. Troubled, Jeff collapsed
in knowing that life marched on around him, that another day loomed
and would just as soon pass to bring him inevitably back into the
shrine of this eternal night.
But the sky reflected her lost love, and Jeff drank the pale
starshine.
~~~
Malinov
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