It's Always Worth the Price. (2022)
Chapter 17: A Living Passion.
Previous Chapter Next ChapterI had arrived to the changeling Hive by flying, and stood at the front wall gate; readying myself at the entrance. I was taken off guard, as the front gate guard had been watching me from the gate booth. He held a frantic look over his face, and then he began to call over. "Hey, Dark! Can you please; follow me." Confused with the sudden reaction, I started to follow the stallion.
We strode through the large gate, and walked towards the entrance of the fortress. As I looked around the area; I could see changlings running patrols around the castle befuddled. Something was off, and it could be seen bright as the sun itself. The guard began to lead me near the fleshy doors of the castle throne room, and the guard softly spoke,"Dark...My Queen has been talking about you, she says that we are not to fear you; yet I fail to see why we would; in the first place. You haven't harmed us, intentionally. When the Queen speaks about you, she talks with high regard; do you know why?" The guard questioned.
"I couldn't tell you, to be honest. When we met for the first time, she told me that she already had been trying to contact me for a while, beforehand. I'm just happy that she speaks about me, even with my absence." I smiled at the thought.
"I'm just glad you're here now, the Hive has become restless; for the past few days." The changeling uttered, in a shaken fashion. I had my own thoughts, as to why the hostility; but I continued with the guard through the castle door. We passed through the halls, and finally arrived at the throne room. The guards took their leave, and it left just myself, and Chrysalis; alone.
I slowly began to approach the Queen, and she slowly stood from her throne. I began my approach, feeling a smile slowly creeping onto my cheeks, and as I walked; Chrysalis was doing the same off her three steps, to the room floor. We met in the middle of the room, and I could feel my heart drop. Our eyes connected, and with a toothy grin; I said,"It's good to see you once again, Queen Chrysalis." I lent forward, bowing to the ebony beauty.
"Not as good as it is to see you, Darkmoon." She smiled, and held out her hand. I slowly caressed her hand as I reached up for it, and gave it a warm, quick kiss. Her hand was soft to the touch, and the warmth of wooden fire. I stood back up, and smiled. She gently placed her hand back at ease, and gazed at me with her shamrock green eyes,"How was the trip here? You didn't have to travel very far, did you?" She questioned.
"No; my Queen. I've started to travel using my wings. I thank Dash for the lengths she took; just to make me fly. I got good at training, it only took a few hours; at most, to get here." We began stepping towards the throne, and she gestured that I sit down on it. I felt tired from my lack of sleep, and the exhaustion from flying a great distance; so I agreed to sit. I sat down onto the throne feeling out of place, when I could feel something take hold of my body, keeping me in place. It seemed that the living chair had taken a 'liking' to me.
With its new control, the throne started to stretch width-wise on the seat, and it had formed into a love seat. The ebony queen sat down beside me, and lent against my shoulder. I could finally move my body, as she lay on me; but would I really want to? As the grip on me faded, so did the remainder of my vision; my eyes started to feel heavy, and I began to yawn.
"Are you tired Dark? We should get you to bed soon." I turned to her at the statement, through my eyes half-lidded. I could feel my heart skip a beat, even with the extent of tiredness. "No! Um, that came out wrong...I mean..." She seemed to be struggling with her words."I'm going to get you a room to sleep in!" Her ebony cheeks turned a bright maroon red. She tried to hide her face behind her hands; but what was heard, could not be unheard. "You have to sleep!" The groan to herself was flustered.
I trudged the weariness, and stayed up with Chrysalis. The little moments of embarrassment between Chrysalis and I carried on for most of the visit. We shared stories of each others lives. Stories that told moments of laughter, sadness, joy, and love. Through the windows I could see that the sun would be setting soon; and that my eyes were starting to win the battle. I looked to Chrysalis, and signaled her to follow my lead. She got up from the love seat, and stepped beside me.
"What is it, Dark?" Asked the ebony queen, and I led her to the balcony. I opened the glass doors, and we stood in the light; side by side, facing the horizon. The sun began its descent, and painted a master piece across the sky. She stared to the open orange sky, and spoke,"Dark, it's beautiful." The words just barely breaching her lips.
"It's the second most beautiful thing I've seen." I continued to face the setting sun.
"Second?" Chrysalis asked.
I turned to the Queen of changlings; and smiled warmly. I looked into her cascading emerald eyes, and said,"Yes, almost as beautiful as yourself." She quickly turned around, and faced away from me holding her hands on her face. My heart sank to the bottom of my chest; as I realized that I'd blown it with the most beautiful changling I've ever seen, and looked back to the sunset to reflect. I clenched my eyes shut, in disbelief. 'Why do I have to rush this? Why do I always screw these things up?' I thought to myself. My thoughts were thrown to the side as I felt a warm, smooth hand pull me towards the mare of my dreams. "Sorry; if I.." I was quickly interrupted by her lips, as they made quick friends with mine.
As our lips locked on the balcony next to the setting sun; I caressed my fingers through her mane. I could tell she was enjoying herself, as moans of pleasure came out. I finally felt like this moment was meant to be, that 'We', were meant to be. She broke the kiss, and a single string of saliva was all that connected our once locked lips.
"Dark, I really think we should start heading to bed. There's a deal with the feeding, don't you agree?" Her voice was very arousing, and I finally realized that 'this' was her bedroom voice. All I could do was nod, and she led me into a dimly lit room lit by gothic stylized candles. I looked upon the room further to find a bottle of champagne, chilling inside a bucket full of ice, and rose petals lacing a trail; all the way to the only bed inside the room. This wasn't the method of the 'Usual' feeding process but if this was a new way, I was going to have to learn; step-by-step.