Nima Ven
Character
Darkness. That had been Nima's world for the past half hour. The blindfold, covering her eyes, stretched around her head tightly. Her heart raced as gentle hands guided her through a maze of twists and turns. It had been several minutes and the only reassurance that she wasn't lost was the weight of his finger tips, pressing against her skin. She came to a sudden stop, lurching forward softly as the hands pulled back. The sound of creaking wood echoed through her ears. Then the dull thud of heavy boots against the wooden floor.
A soft breeze rolled across her bare shoulders, carrying a wash of fresh ocean air, making Nima inhale deeply. She took a step or two forward, lifting her hands to meet with any obstructions. Nima stiffened a little, her fingers grazing against his chest. There was a moment of silence, nothing but her own breathing. The rhythmic thudding of a heat beat sounded in her ears as she held her breath. A sudden wave of vulnerability made Nima draw her arms toward her chest. Her shoulders rose a little, as if preparing for the worst.
He wouldn't do that to her, he had been nothing but kind from the moment they met. Still, the distinct scars of her previous encounter with males still littered her mind. She felt her muscles tense a little as wild thoughts drifted through her head. The pace of her heart increased as she struggled to feel anything other than the blood rushing through her head. Her finger shook steadily as they hooked around the blindfold, tugging it down.
The sudden brightness of the sun blinded her for a moment. As her eyes adjusted to the light everything faded into view. She caught her breath, both in relief and surprise. She gathered her thoughts, drinking in the scenery. The sea breeze drifted in again, this time accompanied by the view of deep, blue waters. The sun had just begun to meet with the horizon, steadily sinking inch by inch. Soft, white wisps of cloud drifted over a fading orange sky.
Nima's eyes travelled down, her mouth a gape slightly as she caught his gaze. She glanced at him, catching a small twinkle in his eye as she finally managed to breath. She took a few steady, silent breaths, before speaking in a soft whisper. "I-... It's beautiful."
@[member="Darth Metus"]
A soft breeze rolled across her bare shoulders, carrying a wash of fresh ocean air, making Nima inhale deeply. She took a step or two forward, lifting her hands to meet with any obstructions. Nima stiffened a little, her fingers grazing against his chest. There was a moment of silence, nothing but her own breathing. The rhythmic thudding of a heat beat sounded in her ears as she held her breath. A sudden wave of vulnerability made Nima draw her arms toward her chest. Her shoulders rose a little, as if preparing for the worst.
He wouldn't do that to her, he had been nothing but kind from the moment they met. Still, the distinct scars of her previous encounter with males still littered her mind. She felt her muscles tense a little as wild thoughts drifted through her head. The pace of her heart increased as she struggled to feel anything other than the blood rushing through her head. Her finger shook steadily as they hooked around the blindfold, tugging it down.
The sudden brightness of the sun blinded her for a moment. As her eyes adjusted to the light everything faded into view. She caught her breath, both in relief and surprise. She gathered her thoughts, drinking in the scenery. The sea breeze drifted in again, this time accompanied by the view of deep, blue waters. The sun had just begun to meet with the horizon, steadily sinking inch by inch. Soft, white wisps of cloud drifted over a fading orange sky.
Nima's eyes travelled down, her mouth a gape slightly as she caught his gaze. She glanced at him, catching a small twinkle in his eye as she finally managed to breath. She took a few steady, silent breaths, before speaking in a soft whisper. "I-... It's beautiful."
@[member="Darth Metus"]