Dark Vala & Fire Maia (Drabble) by lovelytimes

Chapter 1

Although I am a Vala, my bondage within an incarnate form pains me, angers me, and stokes me.

However, today I am not alone with my anguish. Today, I slink closer to you, Mairon the fire Maia, softly and nimbly like a prowling predator.

Yes, I have the strength to restrain you and make you quiver in agonizing paroxysms, and my eyes gleam with the thought of it. I know that I could hurt you horribly, and a smile nearly draws across my lips with the potentiality of the notion.

Still, it would thrill and delight me much more to secure your willing service—so much more.

My body entreats me to storm you in a violent rush, but I stow the carnal impulse. From behind, I envelop you in the gentle vice of my arms. Mine!

“Maia of Aulë,” I hold your wrists too firmly in an ironlike crush, sensing the sharpness of your bones, “The choice is yours. There is much to reveal or secret away, isn’t there?” My question does not call for a reply.

My lust pulses higher and stiffens my flesh. You might not yet feel my aching need, or perhaps you do. Either way. I am patient.

“If I have a thought that you might betray me or retreat to Aulë, I will carve out your tongue and shove it down your mewling throat,” I issue not an idle threat in a hushed whisper, “Do you grasp my meaning?” My breath feathers across your cheek.

You nod, and I feel your muscles tense. Amber eyes dart in wild hesitation as though you could pinpoint an impossible exit and race to freedom. "Yes," you speak on an exhale.

Deftly then, I press my hips against you from behind and your breath hitches. It must now be impossible not to sense my parallel desire as you grow warm—a Maia of fire.

You speak almost inaudibly as your body begins to loosen, “Yes.”