Lunation of Fate

Chastine exhaled deeply and looked sideways to shake off the scorching sensation she felt all over her body.

She then sat on a very small boulder so she could untie her shoelaces and remove her boots.

As she finished, Juste extended his hand to Chastine. “Take my hand, Chastine, I want to show you something.”

The smitten witborn couldn’t take her eyes off the fellhound stud.

There she was, starstruck and was out for words even though her heart and mind were screaming to be consumed and devoured by Juste’s fiery stare, though this desire of hers was still fully unrealized within.

Chastine was still seated on the small boulder. She could only lift her chin and make a small nod to Juste, to show that she agreed to what Juste was leading her to.

Juste smiled. Even the slit of his eyes curved upwards which indicate that he was genuinely happy about how the circumstances were unfolding.

Because the beautiful witborn just froze from her position from being mesmerized, Juste was the one who reached for her hand to guide her to stand up.

He led the way and they started to tread the cold river that was being illuminated by the dim moon and the stars above. It was a majestic sight to behold.

Chastine slightly shivered, but the heat deep within her from her current passionate feelings warmed her up instantly from the cold.

“Are you ok, Chastine?” Juste’s voice had become sexy and deep. She heard this before from him, back at the secret passage inside the Isaacs castle.

Juste chuckled a little. “Relax, Chastine. I won’t surprise you with a prank.”

Chastine’s nervousness suddenly vanished. She shyly grinned in response to Juste’s attempt to break the tension.

“Where are we going anyway?” Chastine finally started to speak.

Juste half-glanced to his back and winked at her. “I told you before, it’s a surprise.”

Chastine giggled a little and began to tease him. “What’s with the wink? A sty in your eye?”

“Hehe! I was just awestruck by looking at you, so I had to close my eyes.”

“And you think you’re that charming, huh?” Chastine rolled her eyes, but she was grinning from ear to ear.

“Well I didn’t know in the itsiest bit you thought of me as charming. But thanks for letting me know.” He slightly tightened his grip on her hand.

Chastine’s motive to make fun of Juste’s advances towards her was only met with the opportunity to make the fellhound even more assertive and suave.

But she didn’t think for a second that it was gross and done in bad taste. Inside her heart and mind, she was totally enjoying the moment with the fellhound hunk.

Their bodies were half-submerged while they were treading the river water. Then Juste halted treading so Chastine did the same.

“We’re here,” declared the now cheerful fellhound.

Chastine waited for something to happen before she made her reply. She looked around her surroundings but it seemed that everything was normal.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“What now, Juste?” The tone of her voice started to echo a sound of disappointment.

“They’ll show up. Any minute now…” He was confident of the fact that whatever they were waiting for along the river will reveal itself.

“Who are they? What are they?” Chastine’s brows curled down out of curiosity.

“Well, while waiting for them, do you know they only gather and show up every new moon?”

Chastine grew even more curious at what Juste was saying.

He continued, “they mark the start and end of the lunation cycle.”

“Lunation?”

“Yes. A lunation is the cycle of the moon, starting at a new moon phase and ending at a new moon phase. Haha, somehow these fellas know how to hunt during those times. Cool instinct, huh?”

“Hunt? As in kill?!” Chastine was suddenly alarmed at what Juste had said.

“Ahahaha, no-wait, I think they’re starting their dance…”

Hunt? Dance? Juste’s choice of words was getting more and more strange to Chastine.

Then, suddenly, a tiny spark landed on Chastine’s arm.

She looked closely at that spark, and it turned out to be a living creature.

Chastine’s eyes widened in awe.

Juste saw her reaction and quickly told her about the glowing insect.

“Beautiful creature isn’t it? It’s called a flickery.”

Then one flickery glowed its shiny butt midair, then another, until there were many flickeries glowing and hovering over the river water.

“Wow, Juste. How’d you find out about them?”

He heaved a sigh and smiled. “Well, I just happen to live in the mountain forest all my life.”

Chastine was still mesmerized by the glow and beauty of the flickeries. “I’m just curious, why do they glow in every new moon phase?”

“Apart from instinct, it’s because they only have a short lifespan. They needed to gather by a river to hunt or seek each other…”

“What for?”

“Close your eyes, Chastine.”

Chastine obediently followed what Juste had said.

Juste closed in on her. He was now in front of her and his lips was almost touching hers.

“It’s for them to mate.”

Then Juste brushed his lips with hers. They both felt the indescribable feeling of longing for one another’s kiss.

Their initial smooch was quite sweet, light, but long.

Then they broke their kiss and looked into each others eyes, both of which were blazing with uncontrollable desire for one another.

“Chastine, I really like you.”

“Me too, Juste.”

Before Juste could say another word, Chastine wrapped her arms around Juste’s neck and kissed him again.

Juste put his arm around the small of her back. His other hand was cupping her nape.

Even if she was clothed with white sheer linen, Juste felt that her skin was warm with s*xual thirst.

It was burning, and every inch of her flesh that grazed his skin sent bolts of that unquenchable craving within Juste.

He longed to touch her like this. He longed to kiss her again like this.

Her lips were refreshing to his inmost soul, as if it was an oasis that had brought a drop of cold relief to his dry romantic spell.

Chastine had also felt the same towards Juste. He was a breath of fresh air to her suffocating life.

Juste’s tongue made its move into her mouth; she welcomed that pleasurable flesh inside her as she opened her mouth wide with longing.

Chastine moaned from the wild sensation Juste’s tongue brought about her. He clearly knew how to pleasure her with his tongue.

Juste’s hidden beast began to get harder because of her moan. He thought he’ll explode sooner than he had expected.

The flickeries had encircled around them as if blessing their intense love-making. These creatures too, were looking for their mate to continue their existence in the world.

Indeed, it was beautiful and majestic. They were one with nature as they act upon their feelings and instincts, ending their innocence in the process.

The desire of love has been opened, and Juste couldn’t symbolize it more than him ripping Chastine’s sheer undergarment apart to devour her soft round breasts and perked up lady bits.

“Aaahh, Juste,” was only Chastine’s words as he continued to consume her because of his inner flame blazing beyond his mind could process.