Evis slipped her hand into Harry's embrace, gliding beneath his clothing until it found his throbbing desire. The stark contrast of her cool touch against his heated flesh sent shivers down their spines, their hearts racing in anticipation. In the softly lit room, an electrifying wave of sensuality enveloped them, causing their breaths to catch in their throats.
"Harry...Do you love now?" Asked Evis, her heated breath hitting the sides of Harry's neck,
He gulped, then asked, "Why does love matter at this mont?" He just wanted to change the subject,
Evis closed her eyes..."So you lost our mories together, forever?" Her heart was beating like a drum, and Harry could distinctly feel it.
He was silent for a mont, until he sighed, a sigh that was more impactful than a verbal answer, Evis couldn't help it as the tears stread down her eyes and into Harry's neck, she was above him after all,
"So...was the wait I have been going through, all the sacri–," Her voice choaked so horribly, her whole world was breaking down, Yet, sh stopped it at that and just closed her eyes, holding the tears in, she tried to stand up and get out of his embrace,
stumblingly, she rose,
yet, a small hand rested on her waist, keeping her attached to him,
"Why...Harry, why don't you speak anything?" She sniffed as she looked at Harry, her heart clenching with disbelief as a calm and serene hardy looked back at her, unphased by her crying and sobs,
He brought his face near her's, his lips parted and they linked with Evis', the soft lips chewing on each other for a fleeting second before Harry's tongue invaded her mouth,
She could have resisted, but she didn't, and the tongue went in, moving around and fighting her tongue, there was no sensuality...no pleasure.
The atmosphere that was charged with sensuality now just seed like an indifferent experint,
Evis' Eyes widened, Why?
Why was this happening?!
Yet, he didn't leave the kiss and continued, even he felt horrible with this forced kiss, but he didn't stop
He didn't like it but he didn't stop, his kiss turned deeper and he started needing a breath, she wanted so desperately too,
But he didn't stop, he continued his kiss, till the soft lips started feeling nacing and dangerous, Any other woman would have bit his tongue to escape but not Evis,
She endured.
He didn't stop his kiss, and his body started having breath issues, luckily, his stamina was too high, he could stay breathless for atleast an hour.
His Body would work with itself until then and keep him alive, not perfectly that might be.
As their lips remained locked in a passionate kiss, neither of them could break away, their shared breathlessness intensifying the mont. Enhanced by their heightened senses, they were acutely aware of the conflicting emotions coursing through their bodies.
Deep down, they both despised this kiss, understanding all too well the anguish that cos from gazing into the eyes of soone who once cherished them, only to be t with a gaze that now held them at arm's length, like a stranger. The pain of such a realization weighed heavily upon their hearts, casting a shadow over their intimate connection.
They both knew the pain of a loved one's mory-loss, But that didn't matter, now all that mattered was this kiss, the kiss that was bitter yet healing to the soul,
Harry could acutely feel her emotions, the anger, the frustration, the sense of betrayal at the fact that he who had once loved her didn't even care about her enough to make their ti together into a mory crystal...Was those tis that insignificant?
Then why was it that the whole two centuries she spent as a bird trapped in a cage...she only had those monts to keep her sane?
Those monts...they were her everything.
Only Harry stood above them, even her own life was aningless as long as...as long as he so much as asked her to die!
But...was this all aningless and worthless to his eyes?, She had stood with him when he was in pain, in hunger and in struggles...she had even witnessed his body freezing itself as if stopped from ti itself, she had seen it crumbling to dust,
Was the smile just before his death, not one ant to console her grieving heart?
Did he...hate her?
She didn't know but every emotions swirled around her, her world was spinning, she was breathless. She hated the kiss.
Yet she didn't break it off, she didn't push him,
She didn't scream, she didn't pursue the facts, she just died. Her emotions suddenly got overwheld by self protection instincts and her world view changed,
'Yeah, I just have to listen to everything Harry says, that is my purpose, my reason for existing, I don't have to care for anything...I will do what he says and when it's enough...just go and...die sowhere in a ditch....'
Her mind was dead, and Harry could see it,
The innocent and naive vibrant yet colourful span of emotions were dead, she seed like a fallen angel, from one extre, she turned into another, but that...was not what he wanted.
Harry chuckled, His sound ringing dully across the room as he left the kiss, his tongue slid out and his lips parted from hers, a connection of saliva that connected them broke halfway as they moved away from each other,
"Evis...No, Aunt." Harry called, his electrifying voice carrying an underlying motive as it slithered into her dead soul,
Evis looked at him, too incapable of voice at this mont, she just nodded him to continue,
He smiled, like a devious little devil as he reached his hands for a pat, slightly patting her head, he questioned, "Do you know how hard it is to control my strength and do all that I did with you without hurting you in the slightest?'
"No...I...I don't know." She said, her soft voice lacking its previous vibrancy and life, lacking hope for a better future, and he acutely noted it.
His heart shook, it was really hard to keep his emotions at check and manipulate a woman he so desired and already acknowledged as a part of himself, he never even believed he could do that,
But maybe, when it was for their own sake that he was doing it, it seed like a aningful sacrifice.
Maybe one day, he could talk about how he manipulated her to herself, with a bunch of people laughing alongside her.
"So you don't know how hard that was to do?"
Harry asked, again, his voice sounding fierce and questioning.
"I..." Evis fearfully tried to speak, incapable of thought as the world was still spinning, it was all around the place, the only thing clear was Harry,
He was keeping her sane.
Like how an addict remains sane with the use of drugs at a point rather than the unused monts.
He didn't give her ti, his heart still beating with trepidation, he said, face straight as ever, "Do you know to what kind of woman I go to all that length for, trying not to harm them at all cost and then showing them that I'm quite inexperienced as a kisser?"
"I... don't."
She was the only woman she had ever seen around Harry for the whole three years of their unforgettable relationship.
So how could she know?
"Do you know my favourite... colour?"
"You don't have one."
"My... weakness?"
Silent for a mont, Evis replied, "....."
Harry blinked, that was out of the script, if he said no, she will be hurt, if he said yes, the whole charade would be aningless,
"Not yet." Harry said,
"I know you t of a different ti at a different position and fell deeply in love with...him" Pausing, he continued, his voice sinking into space like it did to heart, "But that...my girl, I have no mory or reason to care."
Evis didn't speak, infact, she didn't even cry.
"But know one thing, the current , who doesn't have any mories of us together, cares for you more deeply than the old did, and I believe I shall give you a far better life than one lived in solitude." He said and looked at her,
Before adding, "But let tell you, you never knew as , we are starting from zero, as an aunt and nephew more than lovers...do you still want our relationship?"
Evis as expected from him, didn't speak.
There was a thing about human mind, it always refused to do the harder things when finding solace.
When both provided the sa ends, even though with different prospects,
Where in this scenario, a sane mind.
every brain tends to focus on ease of action
And more than ever, Evis needed rest now, now was not a ti where she will or could agree to have a relationship or deal with whatever this ssy situation was...
And he knew it,
So he moved his lips, sealing her mouth again as both of them started moving their tongues,
This kiss was equally hated by both, but this one contained a choice,
A choice that can allow a destiny to be changed.
"Aunt...Be my woman, I know you feel like you are going the wrong path, but the clone told sothing..." His words lingered, capturing her attention,
"What did he say?" she asked, missing still the fact that it was just a clone.
He chuckled and repeated, in the exact sa tone that he had said, "our goal is for now to awaken. If you do that, every tiline should converge, all mysteries should be unraveled... Fate shall be in our grasp."
And chuckled, adding his thoughts, "If I'm correct, once I reach Awakening, all tilines and all mories and all -s should fuse, and I shall have your cherished mories back too..."
This was it, break a hope.
Give a second choice, which they will be reluctant to accept in their hopeless state.
And throw a possible hope, And Bam.
Evis's Eyes brightened like a torch as she exclaid, "Really?!"
"Have I ever lied to you?"
"...You have lied by omission."
"Ugh, that's a one ti thing and it was not even ..."
"Fufu, don't worry though, with all the effort you put in this particular day...I'm amazed you even stressfully explained..."
"Eh?"
"Of course, I have a different side to myself too...I acted like that old and very naive in belief that you might hate a changed but well...I guess people change, but the thing that's important is more adaptability than understanding, and I for one, survived off of that capability for two centuries...in wait for you." Sh said with a still puffy eyes, watching people change were not as easy as she boasted after all, and she was not that far from the naive girl either...
Harry Chuckled, "So shall we do it?"
"Why not?"
it has been too emotional after all,
Harry's hands slid through her clothes and touched her sacredness, "it's...so wet aunt..."
"I guess your desperate attempt to own worked..." mmh~
"But I can't pleasure you though...my strength control is shit now," Harry added, he was already tired after controlling his body with all that struggling,
He only had 7 stamina remaining.
He was sweaty as hell.
and she too was covered in sweat, his sweat.
"No problem, you worked hard to convince , even though I still have a bit of reluctance...that's in the end aningless, as long as you reach Awakening, it shall all be out in the right place,"
Harry blinked, Well she needed more conquering, anyway woman were never a one day conquerable slaves in the first place.
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