Asterión

-¡Asterión, Asterión, tú, el nacido del toro blanco, ten misericordia de mí!, ¡Asterión, Asterión, tú, el nacido del toro blanco, ten misericordia de mí!

La voz de Teseo sonaba densa en el laberinto. Ni el eco ni ningún otro sonido traicionaba el "clop clop" que hacían sus zapatos al avanzar; el aroma a muerte estaba en todos lados; un poco más difícil de distinguir era el aroma a abandono.

Teseo se perdía  cada vez más en el laberinto, ya que no se había dado cuenta que el monstruoso habitante había cortado el hilo. Asterión lo veía desde lejos, siempre vigilante. 

Así 20 años habían pasado desde que lo habían encerrado ahí, sin darle oportunidad de defenderse, de explicar que él no quería comer humanos, pero que no lo podía evitar, que el olor de la sangre lo enloquecía y que entraba en un frenesí imparable. Miró de lejos a Teseo y lo dejó perderse un poco más en su palacio de piedra.

Mientras Teseo lo buscaba y lo llamaba, el recordaba que Dédalo y su madre lo venían a visitar a veces, nunca muy cerca ni por mucho tiempo, pero eran las únicas dos personas que no corrían al verlo, sino que se sentaban lejos para estar seguros y a veces le cantaban o le contaban historias. Pero la imagen que más le venía a la cabeza era de ella: la hija de Minos, Ariadna la llamaban y a sus ojos era un ángel.

La niña se metió una vez al laberinto y le ofreció comida, el no pudo hacer nada ya que al verla todo se detuvo dentro de él, el hambre, la ira, solo un deseo casi insano de tenerla fue lo que quedó. Ella no le temía, lo cuidaba, lo hacía sentir querido. Y así fue como Ariadna creció en su cabeza y en su corazón pero un día ella no volvió al laberinto. Años pasaron hasta que la volvió a ver y ya no era una niña, ahora era una mujer con un aroma mas enloquecedor que la sangre. Él la vio y ella sonrió. Asterión tuvo que contener toda la furia animal dentro de él para no matarla de pura pasión.

Ella se acercó a él y dejo caer la ropa que llevaba, Asterión no se movía, sentía el sudor recorrer su espalda y un deseo mucho más carnal de tenerla. Ella se pegó a su cuerpo y sintió como él se tensaba.

-La maldición se puede romper, ¡oh criatura incomprendida!- Le dijo mientras se alejaba de él. -En un año te mandarán tu siguiente sacrificio, yo lo enviaré a ti con una espada y con un hilo para que no se pierda, y tu acabarás con él. Yo te esperaré entonces en el centro de ésta, tu casa. Me lo traerás y te liberaré.-

Todo ese tiempo había esperado él por la señal y ahora un enamorado Teseo recorría su palacio con la espada que le había dado Ariadna. Teseo no lo vio venir, le llegó por la espalda y con uno de sus cuernos lo atravesó, vio la vida dejar su cuerpo y lo recogió. Con el cadáver en brazos llegó él al lecho en el centro y lo posó a los pies de su diosa que estaba desnuda, esperándolo en la cama. Ella sonrió nuevamente y baño su cara y cuerpo en la sangre de Teseo, el hechizo de ella era más fuerte que su deseo por sangre, pero ella lo atrajo hacia el líquido carmesí  en su cuerpo y lo rodeó con sus piernas, su instinto animal se despertó y la poseyó con la fuerza del toro que era. Ella sacó un cuchillo y cortó su cuello solamente lo suficiente, el gritó de dolor pero ella lo empujó y fue directamente a cortar el cuello de Teseo que se enfriaba en la sala que sería su tumba.

Con las manos bañadas en ambas sangres se acercó a Asterión y la untó en su cara y en la de él, lo tomó de los cuernos y lo poseyó con frenesí. La magia estaba completa. Ariadna se fue diciéndole que lo esperaba afuera.

Los cambios en Asterión tomaron toda la noche, y al día siguiente salió con la cabeza de Toro en sus manos y la cabeza de Teseo como si fuera suya. Fue por Ariadna a la habitación donde estaba esperando.

-Mata a mi padre, Asterión- Le dijo y el obedeció, fue a la habitación de Minos y antes de que él se diera cuenta que algo estaba mal, el toro había vuelto a salir y lo había matado con más violencia que a Teseo. 

Ella se convirtió en reina y nadie entendía como podía destruir a sus enemigos de lejos, de una forma tan peculiar. Asterión vivía para cumplir su voluntad y cuando dejaron Creta todo fue una carnicería para ambos. Donde ella fuera acababa con cualquiera que le quisiera hacer daño y gobernaba por toda Grecia.

Muchos años después encontrarían el cadáver de Teseo sin cabeza, pero intacto como si no pudiera pudrirse. Nadie entendió como el cuerpo del asesino más violento y sediento de sangre estaba ahí, en vez de estar como todos lo sabían al lado de su ama, la cual no podía ser tocada más que por su sirviente mas febril.

"-¡Asterión, Asterión, tú, el nacido del toro blanco, ten misericordia de mi!, ¡Asterión, Asterión, tú, el nacido del toro blanco, ten misericordia de mi!"

In the name of the sin

-Stop teasing me bitch- She told him whining while he laughed at her

-You are so inept- He snapped back, and she giggled

-Maybe that is why I’m your friend, we are the same shit- she told him and pout hard.

-I like when you pout- he told her lasciviously, she smiled and her eyes turned dark

-Then come and get my lips, love… or… are you a coward?-she said while touching his neck, he shuddered and exhaled deeply, she had him where she wanted him.

The game was extended during the afternoon, actually, during the week, trying to see who would give it up first. They love their stupid game, about the power, about the sex, about every possibility even if it was almost certain they would never end up fucking.

Alanis lived with her partner and Hiram was married, but since they met, they instantly had a connection which none of them could explain, looking in the other eyes was like looking into their inner darkness, and believe me, there was plenty to look at. He said good bye to her and pulled her hair until she moaned softly, he bit her ear and kissed her in the cheek and left before saying anything. She was horney and frustrated because she had to stay at work. When she left, she arrived home and as soon as Dante came into the living room, she jumped him without explanation at all and didn’t let him out of bed after late night.

She walked to the kitchen and opened a beer, she relaxed after very good sex, and now she was calmed she could bear the idea of not seeing Hiram for a few days. She knew he was going to remember her as well during weekend and that put a smile in her face. In his house he was taking his wife too, it was long since he has done it, but he wanted to imagine how it would feel to be inside Alanis, the idea of his dick in her mouth, in her hands, in her pussy, in her ass, he came hard, just as Alanis was coming too. They had that kind of connection, and on Monday they will look each other in the eye and they would know. Forbidden things were so tasty.

-Hi stud, wanna come over? - She said in his ear and as hot as she could

-What? - He turned his face at her and they were millimeters away. He eyed the door but no one was near of them; she licked her lips and stood up

-Yes, lunch time dude- Alanis was already in the door standing in a way he could see her tights in the stockings and her under ware. He smiled and arched an eyebrow, second later he had caught up with her and both of them were going down the elevator

-Nice skirt and stockings, you know the kind I would reap apart in an elevator- Hiram said and get too close to her, before going out he spank her, she closed her eyes and bit her lip. It was too hard not to kiss him.

Each left with other coworkers and dismissed them after lunch arguing they needed to go to other places. They were waiting for those fifteen minutes after eating apart. They met in his car, she climbed into the car and as soon as they were there, they started eating each other, kissing and teasing. He didn’t care and reaped apart the stockings, she moaned hard in his mouth, overexcited about that. Alanis unzipped his pants and let her hand run down and was rewarded by his very hard cock, she panted and moaned again, both of them were breathless, he slipped his fingers under the skirt and started to listen to her ragged breathing

-C’mon baby, give it up- He said kissing her chin and neck, few minutes later she was going higher, then she stiffened her tights and came loudly in his car, both were panting and he had a big grin in his face, she took his hand and start kissing his fingers and then sucking hard. He lost the grin and it was her chance, after cleaning her taste off of his fingers she kept kissing and sucking, until the only thing he could see was her, going down slowly on him.

-We don’t have enough time, baby- He said but Hiram didn’t want her to stop, her expert mouth was too good to be wasted. Anyway he pulled her hair and made her sit down with a little groan, he kissed her and she bit his lip, hard. It hurt but she knew that, so she grin at him

-That was because my stockings, they were expensive you know, lucky me I have an extra pair in my drawer- She got down the car leaving him to fix everything.

That was as far as they dare to go, not because they really cared about cheating but because they were too close. They fought all the time joking and for real; their taste for bending the other was far too much. He was in awe for her, he couldn’t believe a girl as sexy as her, could really consider an adventure with him. He wasn’t bad looking but she had other taste in guys, usually pretty face cocky bastards with wolfish grin and special taste in music and books, she liked them witty and smart asses who like the leading role. All except for her partner, he knew he was the smartest guy ever with very similar tastes to hers, but then again, totally different of him. He used to tell her how the perfect girl she was, she was all sex and breasts and tongue, mouth, and eyes. Alanis had everything, he considered himself just a normal guy and she was the impossible girl he didn’t deserve, and then there she was, flirting, kissing, wanting him and seducing him every chance she had, letting him touch her, as no one else could.

As the game escalated, they couldn’t be apart from the other and they constantly messaged each other to talk about how sex had been with their respective partners and how much they were thinking in the other. Do not get me wrong they loved their partners but his wife was a real bitch who wanted to control him about everything and she was in an open relationship; so they found the refresh they needed in the other, and what a refresh.

- I fucking hate him, he wants always to stay in and he is becoming so boring, I’m not cut off for this shit, not anymore, I mean I love him, but he is not what I want- She said to Hiram one day in the office.

- I get you sweetheart; leave him, the dude deserves to lose you. And I totally get you, I’m leaving her, I want something else- He said. Alanis sat in his desk after closing the door.

-Lets escape for one day, let’s cut the crap: I want you, I want to fuck you dead- She said, he watched her with lust, gave it a thought.

- Open your legs- Hiram said and open them abruptly, she gasped, he was sit in the middle of her open legs which were protected by her tight jeans, and he put his head between her legs and smelled her sex.

-You are on, sweetheart- He said and they left without being seen.

They went to a hotel and after a long time, she felt self-conscious. He went directly to take a bath, and let her feel comfortable. He was pissed and with a lot of things in his fucking mind, he didn’t even know why he was there, he know she was dangerous and falling in her game and her eyes and her body may lead him into an abyss, an abyss he was already part of, but that no one needed to know; oh but she knew, she told him in one of their weird encounters in the office

“You are darkness babe, you know more than you say, I can see in your eyes how that hunger is inside you, how you want more, you are not comfortable with the same old things; you go beyond that, that darkness prickling behind your head, trying to take you to the bottom of the sea where you are king. I can see how you salivate at the thought, how much you want to embrace that darkness, how you want to do as you please because you can, but you have been bounded so long you don’t feel safe without your restrains, you don’t feel comfortable with freedom, with all your capability of give and receive pain,  with all your skills to take, to claim, to conquer; I can see how the thoughts are in your mind, I can see through you and that is what it scares you, because I can offer you all that and…”

The simple thought of her words make him hard in a minute, he could feel her get in to the shower but he didn’t turn to face her. What was he doing there? Her, he was doing her, he wanted her so bad, and he knew she wanted him as much.

-You have a lot of things in your mind babe; let’s play with energy and all we have- Alanis hugged him from behind, he could feel her breast and her arms around him, looking for his dick. Not yet baby, not yet, he turned and face her, he drank her in

-Sorry, it is just I have a lot of things in my mind- He said cupping her ass and kissing her

-There is a way to make your problems go, darling- She said with a mischievous smile

-Is there now? Who knew?- He said in disbelief, she open all the hot water and hugged him to not let him escape, he growled in pain

-Shhhh, hush Hiram, breath, is just fucking hot water, you can take it – Alanis said without letting go – Breath in and out, feel the water babe, feel how it washes away your problems- He did as he was told and surprisingly it worked

He closed his eyes and got lost in her, in her kisses, in her waist and her breast, he started kissing all of her, her shoulders and neck, he knew there were her weak points, and she started to moan, he turned her against the wall and while he was kissing her shoulders and neck he slipped his fingers inside her, she gasped and whined, tossing her hips against him, moving at the same rhythm of his fingers which were doing circles, that was so arousing for him that he wanted an orgasm from her, he teased her pulling her hair, telling her how much he enjoyed how wet she was

-Right now you are mine- he just heard her say yours, then she stiffened her legs and he could feel how she tighten around his fingers, she stop breathing –Let go, Alanis – and as he said so, she let herself go and cried out loud her orgasm.

He backened a little, to see her, how the tattoo in her back was being washed, how her hair was damp, how the water ran over her ass, and then she faced him, he took her in, her eyes and mouth and white skin, she was flawless. She kneeled before him, and started touching him biting his white skin, she kissed with delight every inch of his belly and legs, she took his hands and kissed them too, her eyes were shining with lust, as her put his dick on her mouth she moaned with pure devotion to him, up and down, and every moment her eyes were fixed on his. She was the best blow job he has ever had, and that was a lot to say, but he wasn’t finishing yet.

-Come here pretty face, I love those eyes- Hiram told her and help her up. He took her to the bed and they kept kissing, leaving all the floor wet. She turn on the music and he open a condom, but left it there. It was time to repay the favor. He laid her on the bed, he knew she wanted him. But he wanted her, he wanted her attention, he was going to give her the fuck of the year. He teased her biting her and leaving small marks in her body, pink and red, he loved how his marks looked in her. Her panting leaded him south until he has her almost non-existent pubic hair in the nose, and he smelled hard. Her smell was captivating 

He wanted more, again he teased with his fingers, and then with his tongue, she cried out in pleasure, for a long time until she came, twice; he looked for her hand and guide it with his, until her fingers were in her clitoris. He stood up and sat down in the bed; she looked at him and understood what he wanted.

-I will masturbate for you,- Alanis smiled and started moving her fingers up, down, inside, out, she licked her fingers and he could see how much she was enjoying it, she stopped but only to put his hand around his dick, the game was on, they lost track of the time, and then she was going over him, she didn’t even let him think, before he knew he had the condom on and she was in top of him, and she felt amazing, for her he felt amazing too, she really liked his dick. They were all tongue and sweat and teeth and lips; he ran all over her with his mouth and hands and she ride him relentlessly without getting tired. After an hour of her restless game, he stopped her

-I want to see your ass- She growl and let him lead her, he could admire that fine ass of hers, he spanked while fucking her hard and fast, his other hand around her neck, listening to her bated breathing, and at last, what she was waiting for. He came with a big growl, saying her name.

She hugged him and they stayed like that for a while. Then she talked about magic and he listened, he knew she had power, the kind that attracted him, and he knew he had it too, she was willing to train him, she didn’t think he was really committed. They fucked again and again. The alarm ringed. Both knew they had to go, and with a last orgasm, they left the room, to never come back.

After that, the communication between them changed; they were friends but they could understand everything in the eyes of the other. They had a language made by skin and touch, and looks and grins. But the fight wasn’t over, he knew she had the upper hand and he started to realize he had feelings for her. He didn’t know but she had feelings for him too, the only thing was she was better than him in keeping them buried. She started to get away from him, she was escaping but not only from him, but from Dante. Hiram was running to, but not only from her, but from Karla, and then the endless fight started between them; so entangled, so bounded, so close, and then so far, so stubborn, so hungry for winning the power, thy thought they wanted to control the other, but really they wanted control over their lives… so stupid they were. And one day they really fought, she got angry, he got angry, and they stop talking at all. He changed the department and her, her schedule. And for six months fear and pride kept them away, remembering each other. Every time he listened to the bands she showed him, he felt her next to him, feeling the water in their faces as she was kneeling, and it was painful, in his mind and groin. Every time she listened to the word “inept” or his voice, her stomach churned as remembering a hunger she never felt before.

After six months she came to him, crying, she was totally broken because of Dante, because her perfect little life wasn’t going anywhere any more, she shouted at him that she missed him, that he was a proud son of a bitch, that she needed him; she discovered something that day, he couldn’t see her cry and in pain, she felt it in his eyes, and when they stared in each other’s eyes. They both fell in the same abysm they were before…

TO BE CONTINUED…

She-TheCrow

Y ella creía que que todos los cuervos que le aparecían en el tarot, en las imágenes, en cualquier cosa practicamente, eran porque una magia macabra no la dejaba desligarse. Y un día... ya no importó.

Ella se convirtió en el cuervo, su tamaño, su plumaje, la envergadura de sus alas se volvieron parte de ella, ella se convirtió en el portento, se dio cuenta que ella había ganado, que pese a ser quien era, ella conservaba a la gente, que por alguna absurda razón la gente la quería y se quedaba; que los hombres la amaban por quien era ella, que había gente que hubiera dado todo por seguirla, que los hombres mas extraños necesitaban verla y calmar el dolor y que hasta las personas mas duras que la rodeaban se sentían mal cuando ella recaía.

Y así revolcándose en la muerte, con todos a la expectativa y con pocas probabilidades de éxito, el dolor era menos, la paz llegó, la aceptación de su destino estaba ahí. Y ella empezó a arder: primero era lava y roca, y de pronto era una llamarada de plumas que como fénix quemaba todo el dolor y la desesperación.

Podía ver la cara de aquel que fuera el cuervo, el sobreviviente, el más majestuoso ser que ella hubiera visto y lo vió convertirse en cenizas, lo vio convertirse en un engendro sin plumas y moribundo y ella se incendió mas fuerte. Ella no quería victoria, y ahora con la muerte cortejándola vio todo lo que había logrado. Imposible no era para ella, y así el fuego cedió.

Ya no importaba... El desenlace no era el problema sino el camino que aun le quedaba, el infierno no le daba miedo pues ella era fuego que ardía, y mientras cada día las puertas estaban mas cerca, ella sonreía y disfrutaba su camino. Miro su plumaje, miro el cielo, miro al diablo que le sonreía y junto a él al angel que le extendía la mano. El fuego cesó, y ella era el cuervo, ella era la luna, ella era el lobo de la medianoche. Por fin sonrió y sintió como el dragón que ella era seguía ahí, pero ahora tenía un tótem más, dos guardianes.

Cerró los ojos y se deshizo de las pocas imágenes que le quedaban del cuervo. Y decidió matarlo, no nombrándolo nunca más. La luna brilló más... y ella voló lejos, ya no con odio, ni dolor sino con un amor renovado en sus nuevas alas. Y nunca volvió a pisar ese jardín que no era ya de nadie.

Darkness for two

Once somebody wrote me

That darkness and light

in the hightest and lowest, converge

 just as our souls have done tonight

Naked we were together

not in skin, but in thought

I could see into your eyes forever

Feel your heart, mouth and soul

Beautiful lips shaking and trembling

Light brown eyes look away

Sarcasm has gone apparently

Truths are spoken again

About of a heart which is broken

A soul that doesn’t know who it is

A desire, A thought that are frozen

Someone who not understand how to live

The bird with the darkness speaks

To the soul that looks it in the eye

Together light and dark will believe

That there is a reason to be alive

Beso Rojo

BESO ROJO

Es difícil de creer

Pero fácil de imaginarlo

Esperar ansiosa tu llegada

Dar la vida sin pensarlo

Vida inmortal regalada,

Para mí, casi te he rogado.

Inmortalidad conseguida

Beso rojo casi robado

Vampiro con luz cedida

En la oscuridad la luz irradiando

Ser de noche sin salida,

Corazón sin día amando.

Vida inmortal disuelta

Eternidad de humanidad conseguida

El paso del tiempo nos suelta

Para encontrar en la muerte la vida,

Muerte, mente y vida resuelta,

Facilidad para curar mis heridas.

Soledad a mi lado caminando,

Sangre eterna para vivir

Soledad roja de mi corazón humano,

Sangre cálida para sentir,

Muerte, sentimiento y vida de la mano,

Eterna libertad para sufrir.

Cuestiones de amor encontradas

En la sangre oscura de la eternidad

Valor, razón y luz aumentada,

En el rito vano de la sensualidad

Éxtasis, amor en el alma desangrada

De tu víctima, ser un ser de dualidad.

Juntos: el monstruo y el mortal,

Fusionados: las percepciones y el sentir,

Vida e inmortalidad conjugadas,

La felicidad conseguida con el sufrir,

Darle muerte al humano que amo,

Robar su aliento para seguir.

Amar la sangre del  humano al beber

Buscar el sabor deseado

Y la locura pura de saber

Si es verdad o estoy soñando.

Es difícil de creer,

Pero fácil de imaginarlo.