A+romantic+dance+in+the+rain

Kale was standing in the courtyard of the elven embassy when the sky began to darken outside, and a booming roll of thunder echoed overhead. Tiny drops of rain started to gently slide down the branches of the trees, just a few at first. Another rolling base of thunder, and the streets outside of the gates began to clear as people quickly went indoors out of the rain. The drops got faster and bigger, until it was more of a streaming down pour than drops of rain. Lightning lit up the sky in long cracking arcs, followed by booming thunder.

As everyone else was disappearing out of the rain... Wren entered the courtyard, smiling up into the sky. She didn't notice him standing near in the trees at first. She just twirled about alone, letting the rain fall over her.

As his eyes traveled up her body... she was soaked head to toe out in the rain... she was barefoot... wearing a long black gauzy skirt, with gauzy dark red ribbons, that hung low on her hips and clung to her curves in the rain... her midriff and back were fully exposed... she wore a black tied bra-like top with long dark red sleeves that matched the skirt... her long, raven-black hair was soaked and clinging to her face... she was twirling through the trees like a music box figurine, arms open wide with her smiling face looking up at the sky as the storm raged above her.

The spring rain was cold, and a soft mist started to hang in the air as it clashed with the warm day. She was splashing her bare feet in the puddles forming in the grass and laughing in the rain. She looked up when she finally felt that "being watched" feeling and seen him smiling at her. She lit up with an adoring smile and twirled herself over to greet him. He was mostly dry in a protected patch of trees, but she was soaked to the skin, and glowing.

He chuckled at her, "What are you doing out here?" "Dance with me!" she caressed his face with cool, wet fingers, the ever warming heat that seemed to linger on him felt good against her skin. "You're wet and freezing!" He pulled her close, and wrapped her in a warm embrace. She giggled and hugged him close, soaking in his heat for a moment. "Come dance with me!" she insisted again playfully, tugging him gently from the trees toward the rain.

"I just know...that we're both going to catch a cold..." Kale murmured, but laughed as he stepped out with the slender witch into the falling rain. Not that he ever got sick...that she had seen...his constitution seemed almost inhuman at times. He wrapped her in his arms, the warm heat of his dry skin clashing with the cool slickness of her own. He brushed a finger over her smiling...full lips...just tinged with the barest hint of blue from the coldness of the spring rain..

He felt her breath though, warm against his fingertip, a little uneven from the exertion of the dance, before sliding his hand across her cheek to brush his thumb against one of her delicate, pointed ears. She shivered, and this time not from the rain.

"And what...are we celebrating...this time...my mysterious...witch?" He asked, dancing with her in the rain...

Wren smiled invitingly back at him as she drew him into the rain, brushing her hand along his cheek lovingly, "The small risk of a cold is well worth the price... to dance with you in the rain... and would it be so bad... to let me take care of you if you did?" She smiled at him warmly as their eyes locked for a moment.

She twirled and danced closely with him as the cold rain washed over them, barely noticing how cold she felt as her heart raced with his gentle touch, the ever lingering warmth of his skin was so soothing, so inviting. She shivered as he stirred her desire like he always did with a mere touch of his fingertips.

"Celebrating?..." she smiled at him, her gold eyes loving and captivating, "everything... and nothing at all... a beautiful storm... that we still yet survive the mountains set before us... the magical way you make my heart beat when I'm near you... and the taste of your lips in the rain..." she smiled as she leaned in close kissing first his bottom lip, slow and sensual, and then both of his lips at once in a soft brushing kiss that was more of a tease, leaving the anticipation of something better yet to come. She danced with him, slow and close, and beautifully as the rain poured around them. She wrapped her arms up and around his neck, bringing them close as he wrapped his arms around her slender waist. She lifted them both slowly off of the ground, higher up into the dangerous storm above. She flew them to a high point, setting down atop one of the temples, where they could see the waves of the sea crashing in the wind and the rain, and the lightning arc brilliantly across the sky. <span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She danced with him, close, in the wind and the rain, her lips more blue and water rolling over every curve. She laid her head against his shoulder, her voice spilling into his ear, beyond the crashing of the storm around them, "You've become so much to me... you once told me that I was stuck with you... I think if we live, you're going to be stuck with me for a long time... I hope that's okay?" She looked up into his green eyes with nothing but love and adoration as her hand gently rested on the back of his neck, her fingers sliding into the base of his hair.

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"It's more than ok....my wild....dangerous witch..." He leaned in, pulling her a little closer. "I can't imagine it any other way...in fact...I'm afraid I might just have to track you down..." His eyes were smoldering...warming Wren to her core "...if you did leave.." Lightning flashed down...all around them, and raindrops splashed against their bodies. He grasped her long dark hair...a mirror of what she had done to him, and kissed her deeply. He wasn't sure what the future held now...he had been so caught up with his revenge on Myth Coramanth...and hadn't really expected to come out of it alive.

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">But now...he had something to live for. Her. It might require some...readjustment to his plan...

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Wren held him close to her with both hands pressed against his back as she melted to his passionate kiss. //my wild... dangerous witch...// his words echoed in her head... he hadn't really called her HIS before... and this was the second time tonight... her heart skipped... she really liked the way that he said it... She opened her eyes slowly as he released her and she smiled warmly, reaching up to gently caress his cheek, "You make me very happy...You know that I would travel across worlds to find you...I don't think I'll be going anywhere... without you..." Her hand slid along his cheek up to caress his pointed ear lovingly as she leaned up and kissed him again, slow and soft over each lip and then both lips... the tip of her tongue caressing the edges of his... and kissing his lips again softly.

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The sound of his heartbeat drowned out the war that waged within her between her feelings and her choices, and it was in this moment that the words tumbled from her lips. She didn't think about the future... or whether she would ever return to the coven life she once had... in this moment... she just wanted to be his... and for him to be hers... Whatever the fates might bring them... she could only see herself at his side... She slowly blinked her sparkling gold eyes as she gazed into his, lost in him... lost in the moment, "I love you, you know... my lover... my protector."

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The elven warrior blushed...as the rain poured down around him. She...she loved him? It was...strange to hear the words, he never thought himself to be particularly...loveable. So caught up in his mission...he'd brushed aside the other elven woman who'd made advances on him in Myth Coramanth. Even Aspen. And yet...somehow...this slip of a girl...this beguiling...entrancing...witch had slipped past his defenses and captured his heart.

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">A swell of emotion roiled through him "I love you too...my lover...my sweet witch...." And he kissed her...hard...as the drops of water splashed hard down on their skin, heated from their embrace. And he hoped...he hoped he wouldn't destroy her...because he knew she’d follow him down whatever path he led her...