Meet me at Midnight

Chapter 5: December, Seasonal Angel

The next morning bright and early Pylan came with the tree as discreetly as I had moved. "Noa awake yet?" He asked

"No, you want to help me get this ready with lights to decorate?"

"Yes," he sat the delivery papers down "this is a first for me." He sighed, kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt "I don't usually participate with other people. You bring the passion out of people... bring them out of their shells, you realize that?"

"No I didn't, but Kent swears I am not fully human maybe that's what he meant."

"He may be right, I suggest you look up the Muse Erato." He smiled "she was the muse of Science, wood carving... and sex."

I laughed "that fits me," I smiled "speaking of...how soon is too soon to jump into the sack."

"Not yet," he smiled "but yes I think we are more about the lust of a relationship then the eternal love type."

"Same... actually I have never felt the eternal love type." I shrugged "I don't think it exists."

"It does, it's were you feel devastated at the mere thought of never seeing that person ever again." He smiled as if he was making a silent wish "where you would rather leave this world before you lose them and they feel the same, eternal is circular, it has to be reciprocated to be it." He smiled and handed me the light string.

     "Otherwise it's just stalking. Hey, could I really be Muse and not have known it?" I wrapped the light string around the tree and doubled it back handing it to him.

      "Muse find it entertaining to seduce humans, wouldn't surprise me if that happened and your ancestor didn't even realize." He connected a new strand "they are also very observant in regards to others specialties."

"So if I'm muse that means that you are smart, observant, gentle, kind, beautiful, sexy as hell, strong enough to lift this tree..." I ran my fingers down his exposed chest and he rolled his eyes "I'm muse so I'm right. So I have to ask, is there anything you can't do." He kissed me deeply I felt our bodies press against each other and realized what he meant, it was passion... the satisfaction of a physical or sexual need, not a spiritual or emotional satisfaction. I pulled back "will I ever feel the emotional satisfaction of a kiss or is it only going to be physical for my whole life."

"Yeah, you're muse... only they can so easy spot the difference. Humans usually miss it until the relationship fails." I tensed making him chuckle "Relax," he kissed me and ran his hands down my body then pulled back "one step at a time, every relationship teaches you something, I'm teaching you the difference between love and lust." He kissed me again "and you are teaching me that I am not what I came from. You are teaching me I am useful, needed and appreciated."

      "If anyone makes you feel differently, stay away from them." I tucked more of the lights on the tree "so what is A, is she love or lust? Does she even fit into that..."

     "Who?"

"I have a secret admirer, what I know so far is they are a Gender-Morph whose first initial is A." I took a breath "and a mixture of identifying factors that I don't know what gender they apply to."

     He laughed "so why are you kissing a Nephilim when you have that wanting you... trust me, I dated one... they are so much better in the sack."

     "That's what Richmond said too, has everyone dated one?" I nudged him "how do I find A?"

     "No," he waved a finger at me "that will scare A off, trust me." I sighed and relented "just let A woo you."