Reconciled in the End

Chapter 13: Lewd thoughts

Siren watched the droplets fall down in the shower with a silent mirth. Clear and sparkling things always drew her eyes in dazzling wonder. She couldn’t help it as she was drawn to the soap next. Thomas let her pick out a fancy herbal soap bar as she picked it up to smell the seductive scent of roses. Lathering it up, the scent intensified and her eyes brightened so happily. What an amazing, yet simple thing soap was. Most people disregarded the amenity, Thomas seemed indifferent, but Siren felt she was living like a queen in their home. He certainly treated her as such every single day.

She softly grinned bashfully, recalling each morning his deep fond gaze at her. It never stopped, every day he looked at her so enamored, so happy. She assumed eventually he would wear the emotion out, but it had been several weeks now. He was just as passionate now as when he first collected her to freedom.

She blushed harder recalling what she read today, Song of Solomon. It was another book of Bible, another with this hidden God’s direction that King Solomon wrote. Unlike Proverbs and Ecclesiastes, which were wisdom based, this took a far different turn to her surprise. Though there were many cultural things she didn’t quite grasp of it, there were many other things quite relatable too.

“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine,” Siren sang the quote gently with ecstasy.

Lately thoughts of her sweet, permanent partner sent her spinning in a delightful place she’d never felt before. It wasn’t a sexual draw. He really hadn’t touched her for years in that way. Lately, just simple cuddling, yet his gentle presence sent her aflame with a deep yearning to never part. Any conversation, even a mundane one, sparked her interest, perhaps just hearing his voice entranced her.

Quietly in the shower she quoted next, “As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. Stay with me flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick with love.”

She recalled Thomas’s care in bringing her home, finding her a safe home indeed as she repeated, “I am sick with love. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.”

Oh, did she feel squirmy! Never growing up had she felt this giddy as she had after reading that book! She loved this example displaying in old times the blessing of this long-term partnership. The sweetness of being next to a beloved so reminiscent to the peculiar relationship she had with Thomas.

“My beloved is mine, and I am his,” Siren smirked, scrubbing her face gently.

Thomas was sure to worry about her if she took too long. Soon she was out, refreshed, and cleaned. She studied her scar from the feeding tube. It had healed for quite some time. Her eating was much improved too, though she took it delicately. Without his help, she wouldn’t be this healthy now, both in mind and body. She owed even her life purpose and direction to Thomas and wished she could treat him in some way. Looking at her naked form, she supposed it about average. In that book that lady certainly had quite the body. She couldn’t fathom her breasts as grapes though. She pondered an ivory tower neck too, was that flattering? It must have been. Did Thomas like that, or was her body fine the way it was?

He many times had paused and gaped at her form in the past. She couldn’t reason his attraction to it, but he never had spoken what entranced him about it before either. It was a peculiar mystery he kept deathly secret, but awestruck by. She wished in her brilliance she could understand the puzzle, but as she looked at herself, she saw nothing notable whatsoever.

Siren bit her lip as she frowned into the mirror. She really did love her partner, even more so she desperately wanted to give him something in return for his love and kindness. Oh did she want to give him something in gratitude! He was such a good partner!