As Our Dear Lady Prepares For Her Sleep, she approches Her Dark Lord.
Her Dark Lord, the only Man worthy to be called "God" by this Loving Goddess, greets his lover with open & powerful arms.
Gently pulling her to his chest, he smiles tenderly as she places her head upon him. His embrace is the safest place, and a place of comfort for a tired Goddess. He gently kisses the top of her head.
After an Eternal moment-they know what must come. Her Lord takes her by her hand and guides her to where she must lie down, and take her sleep.
He gently lies her down, and speaks words that mean everything & nothing-words she hears with her heart, as well as her mind.
As his hot breath caresses her neck, and his powerful hand strokes her hair, he talks to her as she drifts off toward her sleep.
Occassionally, inbetween words, his lips brush her neck, her hair, her cheek.....
and sometimes lightly kiss & nip her....
Her smile tells him she feels his kisses & nips...
But he takes a stern tone & reminds her it is time to sleep..time to dream......
And so Our Lady drifts off....listening to the voice of Her God, her Master, until he awakens her in a different Season.
For it is her time to dream, and his time to rule, for a while.....
Merry Yule.
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