Woot! It is snowing outside and I stayed home. So what am I going to do?
I'm going to write. I'm going to make an attempt to finish at least one ch
of both of my SM stories.
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Setsuna stared into those eyes and blinked. It was a man. His hair was golden, his skin tan, and he had those same eyes she remembered so well. "L- Lord Apollo?"
A smirk graced his beautiful features as he nodded. "Indeed, Setsuna."
She swallowed hard. "May I help you?"
His smirk twisted into a boyish grin. "I suppose you could."
"Your will is my command, My Lord."
She gasped as she felt his muscular arms snake around her small frame. Before she could protest, the god had her in his arms. "Please, my Setsuna, come back to me."
Her eyes filled with tears as she bobbed her head vigorously in agreement. "Aye, of coarse." She couldn't get another word out, for his lips were on hers.
"That is well. I'm sorry, Setsuna, for doing this to you." He looked away, pulling her closer to him. "It... cannot be reversed."
She nodded sadly as the tears fell. "I understand."
"I promise you, though, I'll stay here as much as I possibly can." He stroked her hair lovingly. "Now we're both immortal, and we've got all eternity to be together."
She smiled up at him adoringly. "I love you, Apollo."
"And I you, my dear. Tell me, have you given yourself to anyone?"
She blushed, knowing what he wanted. "N- no. I'm still a virgin after all these years, Apollo."
His smirk returned. "I'll just have to do something about that."
"Here?"
"Well, yes here."
"Oh... right."
"You don't seem to like the idea..."
"It is just that... my step mother had told me that if I... you know... before I was married, she'd disown me."
"She's been dead more than a thousand years."
"I know..."
He grinned. "I thought you'd say something like that." He pulled a beautifully crafted golden ring out of seemingly nowhere. "In order to keep you from being disowned, will you be my bride?"
She clung to him tighter. "Aye, of coarse."
He grinned. "Oh how I love my brother." (*see an at the bottom) He then picked his lover up and deposited her on a bed that had recently appeared at the previously barren Gates.
~ END! Oh god, I'm done with this. I want to cry. I might take this ch down and re-do it...
*He was referring to Vulcan/Hephaestus, the god of the forge who made the ring for him.
Please R&R!
Setsuna stared into those eyes and blinked. It was a man. His hair was golden, his skin tan, and he had those same eyes she remembered so well. "L- Lord Apollo?"
A smirk graced his beautiful features as he nodded. "Indeed, Setsuna."
She swallowed hard. "May I help you?"
His smirk twisted into a boyish grin. "I suppose you could."
"Your will is my command, My Lord."
She gasped as she felt his muscular arms snake around her small frame. Before she could protest, the god had her in his arms. "Please, my Setsuna, come back to me."
Her eyes filled with tears as she bobbed her head vigorously in agreement. "Aye, of coarse." She couldn't get another word out, for his lips were on hers.
"That is well. I'm sorry, Setsuna, for doing this to you." He looked away, pulling her closer to him. "It... cannot be reversed."
She nodded sadly as the tears fell. "I understand."
"I promise you, though, I'll stay here as much as I possibly can." He stroked her hair lovingly. "Now we're both immortal, and we've got all eternity to be together."
She smiled up at him adoringly. "I love you, Apollo."
"And I you, my dear. Tell me, have you given yourself to anyone?"
She blushed, knowing what he wanted. "N- no. I'm still a virgin after all these years, Apollo."
His smirk returned. "I'll just have to do something about that."
"Here?"
"Well, yes here."
"Oh... right."
"You don't seem to like the idea..."
"It is just that... my step mother had told me that if I... you know... before I was married, she'd disown me."
"She's been dead more than a thousand years."
"I know..."
He grinned. "I thought you'd say something like that." He pulled a beautifully crafted golden ring out of seemingly nowhere. "In order to keep you from being disowned, will you be my bride?"
She clung to him tighter. "Aye, of coarse."
He grinned. "Oh how I love my brother." (*see an at the bottom) He then picked his lover up and deposited her on a bed that had recently appeared at the previously barren Gates.
~ END! Oh god, I'm done with this. I want to cry. I might take this ch down and re-do it...
*He was referring to Vulcan/Hephaestus, the god of the forge who made the ring for him.
Please R&R!