Ritual in Flight

Chapter 2

Papa:

As we boarded the flight to our respective destinations, I was beyond relieved that Omega had to share his flight with me. His fear and hatred of flying was very evident and he would only make it through the ordeal if he could drink and squeeze my hand. Which he did alot. Thank Lucifer I do not play an instrument on stage, he nearly crushed my bones just on the taxi to take off.

Once in the air and with many drinks downed, he finally reaxed enough to release his grip.

Papa:" AH! Feeling has returned to my fingers!" I say flexing my hand in order to regain blood flow

Omega:" I'ms so sorry, Father. You know my dispisal of flying" he said gusseling down the last of his tiny, yet strong, drink, wiping a dribble from the corners of his mouth. "But thank you...you know...for allowing me to find comfort in holding your hand." he said sheepishly behind a smile.

Papa:" Well let us hope there is no turbulance while we try to relax. Lucifer forbid you actually break my hand." i say with a laugh hoping to put my blue eyed ghoul at ease.

He nodded and begun to unfold the written instrustions and directions to his specific location to investigate. I watched his eyes roll side to side reading the words and drinking in all the information.

: oh my beautiful ghoul, i wish you would hold my hand with care and not fright. I wish to lay kisses upon every knuckle ever so:

I silently sigh as to not draw his attention. My heart longs for all of my ghouls affections,but to have his at all would fulfill my every desire. I stay quiet as I begin to read my own instrustions. This adventure has barely begun and it already feels like a treasure hunt of excitment.

Omega:

I need another drink but i cannot risk waking papa, who has fallen asleep on this much too long flight. I can feel the nerves returning to the heightened panicky state. Heavy breathes begin to quicken. I take hold of papas hand, softly as not to stir him from his slumber, but i need his comfort or i may lose my mind.

As i slowly intertwine my fingers with his, i resist the urge to squeeze. Focusing only on the physical sensation of his soft skin on mine. If only he could read my mind. What i long his hand to feel in me. I hush my mind and catch the flight attendent with my other hand raised. I whisper mu order and she gives me a hand signal saying she will retrieve and will be as quiet as she can. She returns with the nectar much needed and i mouth 'thank you' and she goes on her way.

With a drink in one hand and papa's in the other, the anxiety slowly melts away. I can relax enough to just enjoy hold it instead of crushing it. I look to his face and see the slightest of smiles. What could he be dreaming about? Im sure its the woman he has sent us on this mission for. I cannot help but wish it were me. Of all the ghouls and clergy members, the fans and anyone ever, he has my heart through and through. Alpha may be my elemental and sexual partner, but he is aware of my love for papa and respects it without question. In return, i do not give a second thought to his love of our brother, Water.

:Papa, i hope when you wake you do not cast away my affectionate needs"

Papa:Dream:

We are at a rehersal hall, preparing for the next leg of the tour. Only i am on the stage as we fix lighting queues and set up techincal effects. I hear footsteps hidden in the mechanical sounds of the fly system being raised after a change of gels. They are comming towards me but I cannot turn around. I am glued to my spot. Stuck facing forwards to the emtpy seating.

Closer and closer they crept until i can feel a breath on my neck, sending excited and nervous shivers through my shoulders and chest. A hand slides up my left arm as the other hooks around my waist, pulling me back into their body. My breath hitched as the fingers dance along my shoulders, collar bones and neck. Moving my head to the side and laying soft lips on my skin. Traveling down to my shoulder and then back up my neck to my jaw line. Such gently, loving, sweet kisses but no one to claim as their maker. As they reach my ear, they whispers ever so quietly

" Let me take you, Father. Let us be as one tonight"

As the hand places a finger under my chin and begins to turn my face to theirs, my eyes do not follow. My mind is screaming, telling them to look upon this marvelous seducer and yet they do not listen!

The feelings fade away, the touches gones. Except from my hand. They have left their presense twisted in my fingers.

: I stir from my rest to see Omega asleep beside me, barely comfortable in the cramped seat. I look down to see, the feeling left by my dream seducer has stayed,in the physical form of Omegas fingers softly snaked in between mine. Oh i hope he was my dreams seducer. Would have made the flight incredibly more bareable. A voice comes over the intercom and says we are preparing to land. Omega stirs at the sudden noise and as he listens, his grip tightens. I do not mind, the landing will be fine and then he will be fully relaxed once on the ground again.

But i will still yearn for his skin holding mine when it is over...