NOVEL NEXT 149: Light And Sound Experience 🌶️
SHAH
Pitch black darkness. Not a pinprick of light anywhere. My left arm was wrapped around Ronnie's. He was in the lounger next to me with Frank curled up on his chest. On my right, Euri's fingers intertwined mine. The lounger was one of the most comfortable chairs I'd ever reclined in; exceptional for an art show.
Where were we? "Li-sounge," the Trinovar 34 College of Arts light and sound experience. Complete silence was what they recommended to give all participants the best time in the theatre. Next to me, Euri felt like he did when we were about to watch a horror flick: full of anticipation. Ronnie was calm, but eager and happy. I let my mental shield down a little and got a sample from the crowd. The silent crowd. On the mental plane, the general public was much like Ronnie and Euri: anticipation.
On the ceiling above, a trickle of silver-grey light ran down my vision. It was faint at first, then grew, then disappeared. In my peripheral vision, tiny lights started to blink on and off, all that same faint grey-silver color, like stars coming out at night that you could barely see, tiny twinkles. Through my earbuds, a soft note played— as though the first violin was just beginning a symphony. More tones joined, and my lounger rose off the ground.
I smiled and squeezed my brother and boyfriend. Our chairs were linked and moved in tandem around the theatre as lights above danced and music swelled. It was an hour-long exhibit, and as we moved through the traveling light and soundscapes, my heart felt full to overflowing, and I let it. It wasn't just me, Ronnie and Euri were caught up too.
The three of us let our hearts soar and encompass everyone in the room. Every mind in there was temporarily transported out of drab, daily life, and into an experience beyond time. Light, sound, and movement had us all dancing to a rhythm that was beyond all knowing.
The lights slowed as the music faded. Eventually there was only one glowing light and a single note of a flute. Both gradually softened and disappeared. All was still and dark.
I pulled my senses back into my self and felt my twin and partner do the same. In the quiet, the lights of the floor began to softly glow. The attendees filed out in silence.
Once the theatre was nearly empty, Ronnie, Euri, and I made our exit. We headed to Ground Tapas, where we had a dinner reservation. We'd opted for the seven course set menu when we'd booked the reservation, and we had a table that was a private booth. It was almost like a room.
Frank slept on the bench seat next to Ronnie, and Euri and I cuddled next to each other. None of us said anything. We didn't have to. Seven courses got to be too much with the wine, so we eventually told the server to stop bringing it. Then there was too much meat for Euri, so the chef altered our dishes. We had more vegetables and lighter fare than expected, and it turned out to be just right.
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We took a porter to our treehouse resort. Ronnie and Frank had their own place, and Euri and I went up to ours. It was very small, not much more than a room, really, but it was a cozy and quiet retreat, far from the rest of the world. I was wearing the blue sundress I'd bought on Mirtoux; the one with the straps that tied at the shoulders.
Euri pulled the tie free of the left shoulder and half my chest was bare. The right followed, and his kissed his way from nipples down my belly and further. The rest of my clothes came off, and so did his. He lowered my hips to the edge of the bed and closed his mouth over me where I needed it most. He sucked and teased and coaxed me, both of us silent except for our gasping breaths. He took me right up to the edge and stopped.
I pulled him up onto the bed and pushed him onto his back, kissed my way from his mouth then further down, down, down, touching him in all the places he liked, licking his nipples, stroking his balls, and ghosting my fingers and lips over his hard cock. I took him to the edge and stopped.
He moved me onto my back and kissed my toes, then up my legs, up in inside of my thighs, and over to my core. My fingers in his hair, I let him take me to the edge, then I pulled him up to a sitting position. From behind him, I ran my hands all over his body, massaging deeply here, barely touching there, pressing my breasts against his back, then running the inside of my wrists over his length. I took him to the edge.
Then he came behind me, lay me down on my stomach, and massaged my scalp deeply, then down my back and over my body. My breathing was deep, but I felt like I was floating.
I lost track of time. I forgot where I was. I probably forgot who I was. Everything was pleasure and ecstasy. My heart. My mind. My spirit. I was full of Euri and rapture, and I knew nothing else.
We kept going like that. The night wore on. Nighttime dark was only five hours on Trinovar 34, so dim light began to grow in the windows. Euri moved me onto my back and slid into me. We moved together, both of us lost.
We got up to the edge and stopped, still silent except for our heaving chests. Euri lowered his forehead to mine, and there in the quiet, early morning light, we both realized it at the same time: we no longer cared about climax. We were in a place of rapture so far beyond anything we'd ever known to expect that we didn't care about anything anymore.
Everything felt so good. Everything felt so right. Everything was pleasure and ecstasy. We smiled at each other and let go. Euri moved, and I clamped down on him. We broke together, foreheads aligned, and the world shattered.
There was soft pink light everywhere and a single note of a guitar. The note faded, and I heard a clarinet, no a trombone, no, I couldn't get the shape of what I heard. Because it wasn't me doing the hearing, it was Euri. The wind was in Euri, and we were wrapped around each other and filled with a force of nature that was more than wind or sound.
The pink light shifted, and there was green. Green soft grass beneath our feet.
Oh! We had feet. I remembered to have legs, and I felt my legs intertwined with Euri's. He remembered to have arms, and wrapped me tighter in his embrace. There were ferns and trees and the sound of lapping ocean waves.
Silver light surrounded us and a golden song met it. Euri held me tight, but I couldn't hang on. I felt that golden song against my ears, then I knew no more.