[For heading, see Ch. 1]

6. In Which Betrayal Begins and Memories are Dreamed

Ruby Moon skipped happily into the rental cottage she currently shared with
Spinner Sun and laughed deviously to herself as she removed her gloves with a
flourish and set them on the table.

“What are you so happy about?” the large panther questioned, glancing up from
his book.

“I played a nasty trick on Clow’s lover boy,” she giggled as she danced in the
hallway. She bent low at a mirror and checked her face in it, still laughing to
herself.

“You know Clow didn’t like it when you played tricks on Yue,” Spinner tisked and
flipped the page of his book with his nose. Ruby’s actions were usually limited
to zapping Yue from far away as he slept in the garden or spreading rumors about
the angel in town.

“You know those gifts we were supposed to give to Keroberos and Yue?”

Spinner nodded softly, “The spell to give them earthly forms. I remember.”

“I changed Clow’s note!” she yelled triumphantly and spun around once more. “A
little editing here, a little snipping here and poof!” She jumped on the couch
and grabbed Spinner’s book with a pout. “You aren’t even paying attention.”

“Your personal squabbles are none of my business,” he responded, picking the
book up on his jaws. “What’d you make the note say?”

Ruby laughed and held the ripped off note of parchment in front of the black
guardian’s nose and laughed as she dropped it so that he could read it, “Funny-
don’t you agree?”

Spinner took one glance at the parchment and too shocked for words, bolted out
the door. Ruby followed after him a moment later, wings springing from her back
as she bolted into the air.

“What’s your error?”

Spinner turned and shot a look of contempt at Ruby before continuing on his
trek. Just then the note floated to the ground and Ruby glanced at it one second
before following after Spinner Sun.

This spell will give you Earthly forms
in which you’ll be able to travel in when you
are without the magical support of
a Master. If you force the spell to
come to its completion with the use
of magic- the spell will break and most
likely kill you or at least have both
lasting consequences to both you and
the cards. I trust that you trust me
and will let the spell come to its own
completion.


-`-

I waited in front of Clow’s doorway and felt my wings rustle with a nervous
frustration as I paced the length of the hall. Nothing had changed and yet
everything had changed. He loved me, he loved me.

What did that mean?

What do people who love eachother DO?

My mind fought to wrap upon the concept and I realized that Clow had desperately
left me in the dark. Afterall, there had been certain things I’d needed to know
and certain things Clow figured we’d figure out ourselves. I sniffled and
continued pacing, listening to the noises beyond the door. A blush climbed up my
face as I realized that Clow was getting ready for bed.

Suddenly, the door creeped open and I found myself starring in the dark eyes of
my Master as an amused smile crossed his face, and he opened the door wider. I
found myself for a moment unable to move and finally managed to draw my eyes
away from his and to raise my chin and step into the room. Clow laughed at my
behavior and for a moment cupped my face in his hands.

“Nothing has changed Yue,” he smiled. “I loved you from the start.”

I nodded, dumbfounded and felt my skin burn at the touch of his hands to my
face. As the warmth of his hands left me, I bit my lip to keep myself from
asking for more- for I didn’t know what to ask. As I always did, I allowed my
robes to drop to the floor. The fell, one by one, and crumpled on the wood floor
as I found myself captured by his eyes as he seemed to drink up my naked form.

“Clow?” I asked softly.

“Yes, Yue?” he replied, clearly distracted.

“What happens between two that love eachother as we do?” I said hesitatingly, my
pink tongue darting out to wet my lips. Instantly, I felt stupid. Or maybe
foolish.

Clow thought for a moment and bowed his head softly with a whisper of, “Lie on
the bed with your back down, Yue.”

I followed his instructions unhesitatingly, slightly confused at why he hadn’t
asked me to dress yet as I watched him, rolling onto my side. He removed his
night clothes slowly, piece by piece, and I realized why my form had been so
captivating for him. I felt my eyes drink the sight of him like water as I
roamed his body quickly with my gaze.

Clow moved towards me and I felt my fingers reach out to slowly touch his chest.
It was warm to the touch and I trailed my fingers downward until I found the
small bud that made up his nipple and ran the pads of my pointer finger around
it slowly. A gasp escaped Clow’s mouth and I jumped at the sound, delighted.

My fingers trailed around the companion of the first nipple and pinched it hard,
drawing a slow moan from Clow as I felt his body shake against his hand. The
older man crawled onto the bed and I scooted over to make way for him. He lay on
his side and I lay on my side, staring and trying to understand.

I hovered my hand lower, trailing past the abdomen until I touched the hair that
resided above the area between his legs. Pausing, I looked up at him- amethyst
eyes met dark brown eyes and I waited.

“It’s alright,” Clow said slowly, closing his eyes at the feel of my waiting
touch.

My hands moved lower, touching the pulsating arousal that lay between my
Master’s legs and moved closer to examine it, my curiosity taking over me.
Softly, I leaned closer to look and blew softly against it, feeling my Master’s
hands in my hair. He didn’t push or force but merely played with the baby fine
strands as he waited for my next action.

Slowly, I ran my lips against it. My tongue lapped out to taste his penis,
running against the soft skin and moving to sip at the small bead of white at
the tip like a kitten after a bowl of milk. Clow gasped as I returned my tongue
to the small slit where the white had come from and I was surprised once more at
the taste. It was strange, not bad but foreign. An alien ambrosia that Clow
emparted to me.

I felt his hands stroking the strands of my hair as one fist moved to grip the
sheets in one hand. His body hovered, back arching back for a moment and I felt
my breath catch. My Master was beautiful.

Moving, I took his penis fully in my mouth and surrounded it with my tongue,
sucking hard as I reached upward to rest my palm on the back of his thigh.

“Yue!” he yelled and for a moment I stopped, drawing back as I heard the passion
in his voice. “No, don’t stop!”

So, I didn’t.

I nipped softly at the skin, feeling him jump. Every incoherent word that love
made him whisper a treasure as I lapped at his skin. I felt him press deeply
against my head, forcing me deeper and abliged his need as I sucked harder at
the place on his body that seemed to cause him so much pleasure. He moaned
deeply and I felt his whole body shudder as he gasped out something that might
have been my name. His hips thrust into my mouth deeply and I felt him let go.
That silly ambrosia filled my mouth and I swallowed it deeply as I felt his size
decrease beneath my lips.

I moved, letting him go and crawled up to where his heart beat roughly and
pressed my ear against his chest. Soon, his breathing slowed and I paused,
looking up at him.

“Are you alright?” I asked. “Did I do something wrong?”

Suddenly, for the second time in that day Clow Reed, the greatest magician on
terra, pressed his lips against mine. This time it was a hungry kiss and I felt
him spar with my tongue as fought to stroke the inside of his mouth. He pulled
apart for air and hugged me roughly.

“No, of course not. You did everything right. That was wonderful... and I love
you,” he whispered. “More than anything.”

Pausing, he looked at me and reached over to stroke my abdomen softly. He moved
upward until his hands gently touched my collar bone and then he traced my
jawbone gently.

“Trust me?” my Master asked.

“More than anything,” I whispered eagerly.

Clow moved me so that I lay on my back and I watched the stars through the
skylight on the ceiling absently as he positioned me with his hands. Then, he
moved me so that the bottoms of my feet were against the sheets and my knees in
the air as he pressed my legs apart.

I looked up nervously and he smiled at me simply.

“Trust me still?” he asked.

“Worried,” I whispered.

“I would never hurt you,” he replied.

“I know,” I said. Then, I watched as he covered his finger in a light colored
balm and for a moment I wondered what it was as he disappeared.

“Emph!” I yelled, surprised as I felt his finger enter me slowly. It was a
slightly uncomfortable feeling, a feeling of fullness, as he wiggled it slowly
around and I wimpered softly.

“Shh... you’ll like it soon. Trust me,” he whispered. Stroking the walls within
me, I felt a moan drag forth from my chest and then I felt a shiver of pleasure
run down my spine.

“More,” I whispered as I fought to press my hips deeper against his hand.
Another finger, a slightly a tighter burn and then a scream as his fingers
notched against a spot deep within me.

“Clow!” I yelled and I felt my back arch towards the ceiling as the older man
began to slowly run his fingers against me. The fingers thrust into me and I
felt another finger ease inside. More burn, but the pain quickly subsided for an
eerie pleasure as he thrust them inside of me.

The edge came quickly and I screamed his name as I was thrown over it. Spots
danced in front of my eyes as I came against him and on my chest. He seemed to
think my ignorance adorable for a moment and licked the ambrosia from his
fingers as my back slowly returned to the carpet.

“That was wonderful...” I whispered and then moaned softly at a loss as he
removed his fingers. “Isn’t there more?”

“There is more. Much more, Yue,” Clow laughed. “But, not for tonight.”

I curled up against him. Spooning against that warmth as the covers were eased
over my shoulders and felt a soft purr escape my throat, “I love you.”

“And, I love you. Did you get your answer?” he asked.

"To what?" I questioned.

“To what those who love eachother sometimes do,” he replied. I felt his lips
move against my forehead.

“Yes,” I whispered. “I liked the answer.”

“I liked the answer too, Yue. Now sleep,” he whispered and begin to sing soft,
nonsense words to me as I drifted off.
-End Ch. 6-