Chapter 2: Chapter 1
Beyond Breathless
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8/10/ 2021 Someone has been alternating my book on several internet writing sites. I 'm changing the chapters in to my words. This individual attempts to intimidate me on a daily basis by changing my manuscript.The bizarre thing is they are putting in a lot of effort, and time to harass me . The person follows me to various sites.The individual has tampered various personal accounts . I , Jessica Love is the sole author of Deities- Far Beyond Breathless an original book.This manuscript will be photographed to exhibit the changes that aren't the authors written words. This is a read only book. Please don't edit or modify the author's book. I do feel that the plagiarist who stole 73 chapters from me on Wattpad should use the chapters he/she/or they stole and write their own story some place else. Not inside of my accounts. If thy believe that he/she/ they can write it better feel free to write it some place else. Just write it somewhere else. It seems that they are dependent on me. They are dependent on me because these individuals only have half the story. I'm going to create a story with those 73 stolen chapters only. Even though the book has no monetary value yet or ever, it is valued by me because of my time , effort,and research for crafting a unique story. The complete manuscript and other books to the series will be published off of the internet the old fashion way. Sorry about the date and initials in the story, they are there because vipers are changing my writing, so I photographed the chapter. When I copy it to my emails they change the writing inside. A
8/10/2021
A fancy Italian leather black shoe worth six -thousand dollars slid under a restroom compartment . In inside the rectangular compartment . The divider was close to the marble pattern floor. In a flash the black shoe went through the low opening to the other side. Hovering in the air ,the shoe flexed upward ,before dropping upon an unsuspecting person's sneaker. The shoe pushed down on the five -hundred dollar Gucci white sneaker in the next stall. The shoe rose to dive upon the sneaker once more. The wearer of the Italian black shoe sought to press the white Gucci sneaker again. The wearer of the white sneaker eyes grew wide with alarm. (JL)
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There was a young man standing in an elegant restroom compartment. He was gathering the fabric of his crimson underwear in his hand. He was mad at himself for not wearing boxers. For some reason he put on the red underwear his ex-girlfriend Rebecca gave him. His refusal to wear them hurt her a little. She had tried many things to get him to wear the sexy undies.The man's stubbornness got him his way throughout his entire relationship with his ex -girlfriend . His response always to Rebecca each time she asked was same. " I don't need those to be sexy. You crave me like a drug. Me wearing underwear isn't what you need, It's my skills." Inside the compartment He was trying to gain some relief from the sexy underwear 's snugness.( JL)
8/11/2021
The young man's name was Zane. He had numbered the days to crush her heart. He had decided to end their relationship abruptly , and succeeded . Zane's hopes had subsided when it came to having something tangible with Rebecca . The man lost confidence over his ability to give fifty percent of himself to their relationship. Zane gave her nothing . The emptiness in their relationship was felt. They never spoke words of love to each other,or created romantic memories as keep sakes. There were some memories. He gave her memories of complete satisfaction her every time he bedded her. Zane ,unknown to him, left Rebecca with a gift that made her that made her happy. (JL)
Rebecca told him, but her words were inaudible to his ears. Her efforts to make Zane aware was blocked by what was dormant inside of him. When she wrote to him numerous time about their child the information would disappear. When she asked others to speak to him on her behalf their words became inaudible too. Zane's recollection of the time ,Rebecca took his hand placing it on her stomach, eluded him. After her actions her statement was brief." I'm pregnant ." She said while she moved his hand across her stomach. Rebecca couldn't find closure to her ended relationship with Zane. The abrupt ending was hard for her to accept. The grief she felt over the lost relationship caused her to follow Zane's around. Rebecca went from girlfriend to becoming a starker who couldn't let go of the man she loved. (JL)
8/12/3021
Zane never heard Rebecca's words clearly. Rebecca's efforts to speak to Zane about their baby was unfruitful . The words didn't flow into his ears, it was like his ears were clogged. The result of Zane not hearing Rebecca clearly,resulted in his decision to ignore her. "Blah blah blahbaawhablahbblah." Rebecca words were, "what do want a boy or girl? I would like to meet your mother. I hope it's a boy . Let's get married before the baby is born." Four months had went by fast , and Rebecca was in her second trimester.
Zane tolerated Rebecca, while he was tired of her. He was tired of her not letting go of something that was already gone. He tolerated her coming to his job daily. Zane couldn't understand why Rebecca couldn't let go. The loss of her life was one reason. Their child who was not human was another. Rebecca wasn't the living dead, but she was a recreated human that was not human . The dormant one prevented Rebecca from finding out where Zane resides. What was in dormancy inside of him fabricated partial truths in the Zane's mind. What was in dormancy inside of Zane prevented him from knowing about his baby. The baby was Rebecca's compensation for her accidental death caused by a powerful part of Zane. That part of Zane, the one in dormancy, recreated Rebecca.(JL)
8/12/2021The young man didn't want anything with Rebecca. Zane was influenced to believed that their break up end horribly by the one out of dormancy. Last year the man started having episodic bouts of anger. His fits ,currently were still occurring and affecting him. He was like a woman experiencing hot flashes. His moments of anger was occurring randomly . There were times he felt out of control, and at times pent up. He was overwhelmed by both of those feelings happening . His sexual urges caused him to always have the feeling that he needed to be satisfied. His high sex drive and his anger stressed him daily since last year. His anger was like a pressure cooker ready to blow and whistle. The bouts of anger made him examine himself to discover the root of his problem. He was aware that he was acting contrary to his nature of being serene and non aggressive.
This day he felt the maroon underwear was the source of his foul temperament. Glancing down at the undies he was becoming more enraged. Angered over the discomfort the underwear causing him. He debated whether to take them off but instead he stretched the leg holes on each side of his goin for relief. He thought again about taking them off and rid himself of the thing that was causing him grief. He already rid himself of the gifter three months ago. Instead he zipped his black jeans and buttoned them.
Yesterday he had attacked his boss causing him to be hospitalized. The man had no recollection of what happened at his job. Everything about the day before was hazy in his mind. All he could remember was going to bed that night. The memory was trashed by his mind due to what was sharing his mind and not lurking in it. The what that was a part of him was out of dormancy . It was expressing its displeasure over its need to be free and in control. The one out of dormancy inside the young man patiently waited for another that was different from it,to emerge from dormancy inside the man .
(1)
Pressing down on the top of his sneaker, and foot inside, was a shoe . Then another press came from the shoe on his sneaker. What the fuck! Exclaimed a startled Zane. He was the person wearing the white Gucci sneaker. Standing still as he looked around the narrow spacious compartment . The compartment had an elegant black metal , and crystal chandelier above it . There was an extravagant gold commode and sink inside. Expensive art work on the wall above the toilet and on each side of the dividing panels. The compartment was a stylish and beautiful place to be doing one's business in. He looked to his right , and then his left to verify if he was in the right place. Not at a truck stop , gym, or any other place where that signal would imply something dirty.
He remembered , a few years ago ,when he was in high school he heard two boys talking in class ,about something similar to what had just occurred . What resonated with him from their words ,and laughter was that a foot press in a public bathroom was a signal . The signal for,let's have sex I'm paying. Zane had entered one of the many toilet compartments when he noticed someone that he didn't want to see. Because that someone was Rebecca's brother. He didn't want to converse with Rebecca's brother. He had only met him a few times and didn't like those meetings with him, because Zane didn't like the way he looked at him. Tom had lust in his eyes, because he desired Zane. Rebecca's brother would just stare at Zane which made him uncomfortable. Tom was planning to act on his desires. He was waiting for the right time to do so. Zane ran into the restroom compartment before Rebecca's brother could notice him. He waited as he stood for the moment he thought it was clear to leave the compartment. Inside the stall he proceeded fixed his sexy underwear . When he entered one of the compartments his intentions were to stretch his under garment. Zane needed to be free from the tightness of his underwear. He had been standing doing nothing for five minutes zoning out until the pressing on his Gucci white sneaker brought him out of oblivion .
Pride was cheerful as he exited the compartment with a copper gilded door. The other compartments were similar with a copper , bronze , brown, and black pattern marble floor spanning underneath them. He was laughing over the prank that he had just played on his associate Septh. Pride never accepted Septh as a friend. He was just somebody he knew. Pride felt that the compartment had some issues with its design. Pride felt that the thick panels should have gone all the way down to the floor instead of having a wide gap. The gilded door had a gap as well. Pride felt the same way about the door similar to what he thought about the floor. He knew that Septh would be bothered by his actions.
When opportunity knocked Pride was there to answer. Pride had decided that it was the right time and place to prank Septh. This would be his first prank on Septh, or anyone. He wanted to remove one of Septh's fears. Pride believe that Septh had other fears. When Pride and Septh was having drinks at the Blue Bridge lounge , Septh began drunkly talking to Pride about random things. Than Septh said something serious in his random rabble.
"You know what I'm scared of ?" Asked Septh who was inebriated. "I'm scared of some fucker putting their fucking foot under a goddamn stall to press my fucking foot. Soliciting me for a payment fuck. That stranger, the pisser, better not fucking try it ! HE BETTER NOT FUCKING TRY IT " Exclaimed Septh loudly. " If he knows what's good for him." Septh finished with mumbled words. He rambled on into the night . About a stranger pressing down on his foot from the other side of a restroom stall. Pride thought was a fantasy given Septh's line of work. Pride saw the backs of Septh's Gucci sneakers , with the black jeans bottoms resting against them. The sneakers were noticed under the gilded door when he looked down for some reason. Fate had pushed his head downward placing him on the road where his destiny began.
(2)
"Got you…" Pride's words were cut off. A hand belonging to a vexed man shot out gripping and twisting the light blue shirt at his throat into a fist. Following was the left hand snatching the silk on an angle below the right fist at his neck. The angered man's index finger curled down into the top of the expensive shirt pulling it outward . Pride lost his ability to speak while his shirt was stretched out passing the edges of his open suit Jacket. The two -thousand dollar black and blue pattern tie had loosened at his neck. The moving tie was hitting against his neck, shoulder, and chest as Pride was being jerked around.
The motion of his body being slung around caused Pride to be unsettled. The neatness of his clothes were being losted to a messy appearance as the man was jerked around. The hostile man kept Pride's body in motion by making use of his clothing. The young man appeared to be in his twenties.
"Septh I." Pride's words were gibberish . His body was being slung back and forth ,and from side to side. Pride's body was tossed around by a young , handsome black hair, gray eye, man with porcelain skin.
Anger wouldn't let Zane back down to an instigation that caused for someone's ass to get beat. His left hand unclenched the cool four thousand dollar silk shirt ,was quickly drawing backward ,while his right hand studied the other man ,halting his movement. His left hand had tighten , balling into a fist,being ready to pounce like a leaping leopard. Zane bent his left arm at the elbow. He pulled it back and sent fourth the punch. The was thrown with the intent to hurt on impact. The fist hit its mark Pride's jaw. Zane after he had hit Pride realized that belting the man placed him at a disadvantage .
Breaking free from Zane's grasp ,Pride flipped the situation around . He had Zane pressed against the gilded door with one side of his body. The pressure of Pride's body was preventing Zane from moving his right arm and he also got the realization that he couldn't move his left one either. His body was angled as the side of his body wedged Zane against the door. Pride's left arm was slightly bent as he held Zane's arm against his body ,restricting its movement. Pride's right hand held the young man's right arm firmly preventing any movement. The two men eyes were like dueling swords while they awaited each other 's action. The action that follows will shock them both.
The first time Pride tried to play a prank on Septh was causing him a little regret. He was about to tell the man it was a mistake, but was prevented by his studying the young man's arresting face. Love at first sight along with desire lit up his heart like fireworks on a dark dreary night. A strange and new feeling brought thirst not for what seemed like a cotton filled mouth. A thirst came to him in those moments. An overwhelming thirst of a long time parched man , who had never known the drink of desire, as he tasted it. Pride needed to quench his new feeling of want. Yearning was a part of the new feeling awaking in his heart, which extended to his soul. This feeling causes Pride to rush and greet irrationally . Welcoming it as an adopted new disposition.
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Shuuuuu sounds of the running water falls spilling fourth from the long contemporary D shape copper sinks surrounded by the gold, copper, red and black vein coffee brown marble resting upon five copper pedestals were silenced. Silenced after men rush to clean their hands remove them. Not stopping for the heated air from the copper hand dryers that matched the sink, or pausing for a spritz of Aventus, soleil Boulanger Eau , Aqua Celestia cologne which came from the sensor mister. No time to groom themselves in the shiney long mirrors with lighted sconces that were attached to them, which matched the chandeliers. The extravagant restroom emptied. Men rushed out of the restroom as if the building was on fire, or the restroom was ablazed. Running outside of the restroom , were the men not wanting to know anymore than they did already. They refrained from getting further involved. Nor did any one of them want to notify the casinos' security personnel. Unwilling to be witnesses to the altercation inside the restroom . The men that left went to the buffet , bars, shows ,to the slot machines, or gaming tables in the Palace Casino.
Zane was exerting himself trying to get free, while Pride endeavored to restrain him. Pride's body was similar to a heavy unmovable rock, and his hands were like vice grips that clasped Zane's arms againhis body. "I'm not gay." Exclaimed Zane while Pride held him in place as Zane's exerted himself . Zane struggles to move but to no avail.
"Nobody said you were." Replied Pride , after the cotton mouth feeling left, as he turned his body slightly, smirking with the feeling of awkwardness. Pride's emerald eyes held Zane's smokey angry ones. Pride took in the creamy white skin , the perfect nose ,and pink lips. Which made an extremely handsome face, and lost the words to tell Zane it was a mistake.
Being in close proximity with Zane sent tingles throughout his body. For the first time in his life his manhood was starting to rise in his black dress pants from attraction . Irrationality stepped up encouraging him to accept foolishness and express it. Pride shifting his body to face the shorter man brushed fully against him. Pride leaned down and kissed Zane's closed lips. Pride as he raised his head ,wanting to make sure Zane was aware of his swollen rod pressed into the man's body. Pride knew all of his actions would make Zane angrier but he felt an insane need to do so. Zane Unknowing was emitting pheromones from his body . The pheromones were enticing Pride further with scent of Jasmine which heightened his desire. The scent of Jasmine was the redolence to attract women and men. Earlier in the restroom and at that moment the scent seemed to be only emitting for just Pride. The dormant one tempered the smell to solely attract Pride . The dormant one emitted the scented Pheromones and pushed them through Zane's pores. This made Pride even more lost than he already were.
"You bas.." Zane's words were swallowed by Pride's mouth. Pride had leaned down and kissed his mouth as tard for bastard were flowing fourth. Drawing Zane's Bottom lip into his mouth as if it were a sweet piece of candy to be savored, and then he parted his lips and let go. The faces of both men registered shock. "I'm not GAY,"Said Zane after Pride lifted his mouth off of Zane's.
Pride had the notion to lift his head and stopped his uncommon behavior. I should stop before I go to far. Thought Pride who was being swept into the arms of desire, and enticed more by Zane's scent unknowingly. Pride thought that he had to get a grip on himself and stop, because what he was doing could be considered something else. That something else could ruin him. I need to stop this before my behavior gets further out of the normal range for me. Thought Pride. "I didn't think you were." Replied Pride trying to get himself together. Pride didn't heed his thoughts His mouth returned claiming Zane's with ardor. That passion forced Zane to willingly open his mouth.
Zane felt as if he would burst from the rage that had built up inside of him all day. He didn't realize that his rage had funneled into passion and dissipated , after he began to debate the wrongness of it all, and his next move. Pride had let him go , and stepped back placing a wide gap between them. I liked his kisses. I must have lost my mind. Crazy! I responded . Wow like that, in a heartbeat! Letting him invade my mouth with his tongue. I should beat the shit out of him for what he just did to me. This isn't right. I'm not right. Thought Zane. "You bastard….You bastard …BASTARD ." Said Zane without anger fueling his words. He couldn't get over his response to a stranger's kisses. Zane as he crossed the floor intending to shove Pride several times before he belts him with both fists.
"I would like to apologize for my behavior." Said Pride as he waited for Zane's repercussion for his lewd behavior. A half hearted punch was flying out followed by another. During the course of the fists traveling they made an abrupt change, as Zane quickly move closer to Pride. He found that his right hand slid behind Pride's head to rest against the soft trimmed blonde hairs above the nape of his neck. His left hand Pressed against the side of Pride's back. Pushing Pride's head down towards him as he lifted his head. With intention and willingness he met him, and the wrongness of their strange encounter was not thought about. Zane met Pride's lips with an intense desire of his own. He caught Pride with his kiss and Pride slid down the slippery slope that he tried to avoid.
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Zane was now the initiator not Pride's as he sought Pride's lips. Zane felt in control of the turned situation . What was out of dormancy and in dormancy was encouraging him inside of his mind. This is what we want. By offering, this is what you need. It's needed out of your want. Said the one out of dormancy inside Zane's head.
He no longer fought physically to harm the stranger that had stolen his lips. Zane was fighting with Pride to not match him but to exceed him, by putting all of himself in every breathless kiss he shared with Pride.
Zane no longer questioned himself about what he was doing letting a stranger have his way with him. The table was turned in such an awkward situation, the ball was in his court. Zane was the one now having his way with the stranger . When did this man's actions become a welcome instead of an unwelcome act ? Zane questioned himself as he felt his body was inviting every mutual open mouth , tongue exploring kiss. Each kiss brought electric tingling that was like warm touches which traveled to his core. Awaken, his pleasure phallus had risen like the sun at dawn rising rapidly to make its presence known. He had an answer to his question. The moment he kissed me. Was the answer that flooded his mind.
Pride was no longer at the edge; he was over it. While his lungs almost burst from their zeal he continued to let Zane take his breath away. There was no thought in his head about stopping .
There wasn't any rationality between the two of them, there, what only existed was their ardor.
Both men were beyond out of control. In their intimate kissing Zane and Pride moved as if they were one across the marble floor. They neither realized whether Pride started moving the six-thousand dollar Italian fancy black shoes leading them to a destination. Or whether it was Zane moving the five hundred dollar white Gucci sneakers , as he walked , while he took them to his intention. They arrived as one as they held each other's waist while expressing intense emotions with their embraced lips.
They found themselves inside one of the compartments after the gilded door had swung inward. Breaking apart from their mania both men parted for air.
Pride discovered that he was in a compartment stepping backwards until his expensive black shoes hit against the bottom of the gold metal toilet inside. Pride was standing with his back facing the toilet with his hands at his sides. Zane had a choice to leave because Pride's hands were unmoving at his side. There was a slight distance between them with Zane 's back facing the outside of the door frame of the compartment. Zane stepped further inside and he closed the door and the gap between Pride and himself. Zane didn't know what he was doing but he knew by entering the compartment his desire led him willingly to do whatever he chose to do, and whatever Pride wanted to do inside. Because he wanted'' Que Sera, Sera, what will be will be."
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Time stopped for Zane and Pride. A click noise made an entrance into the quiet. The noise came from the small button on the gold L shaped handle which was on the inside of the gilded door. The click sounded out after the button was pushed in. The sound let the owner of the thumb, that pushed the button in ,and the man some distance away from the door know that it was locked.
Twelve-thousand dollar Italian black suit pants grazed the floor,to linger , after Pride knees bent in their travel to the floor in front of Zane. Time was endless , maybe non existent , while strong hands reached out to grasp the black denim to slide a button out of its hole. Those hands ,one using fingers to slide a zipper down its tracks, while the later free flesh from its caressing fabrics. Then, there , in that compartment it was similar to the early planes of space where time was reluctant to appear out of the void duovigintillion years ago.
The quiet of the environment in and outside of the compartment paralleled a vastness where universes that are the thoughts of matter colors consciousnesses, Gods, weren't in existence.
Countless moments as Pride moved to devour an exquisite jewel after he shedded all that shielded it's bloom from the light.
Zane felt as if a balminess lulled, while pleasure was revitalized , as his jewel was brought through the gateway of utterances. Emotions seeped from his core, through his heart, and journeyed to his mind. Flanges, in motion ,bringing the tides, receding the forces flows , to reverse return , as Zane's jewel is casted out of the gateway of utterances. Only to be recaptured, in the mist of flanges, which allowed the gateway of utterances to hinder its yield. Zane's jem always to be caught, to be trapped, to repeat the marvelous cycle again.
Zane's rising feelings ,caused by Pride, emulated a matter color consciousness's long ago feelings, as a new God by his discovery of a wonderment. The Supreme, a God, was dazzled and grew lust for the lowly God , who would be given the name Paradime by the Others ,Gods ,that were lower than low matter color consciousnesses. A new invented avidity born in the heart of a high God , when it leaped for the first time from the nothingness, to traverse a trillion years, to hit the Supreme's heart . As he watches the unique low God of many matters colors run in a beautiful matter-filled body along the empty plane he resided on. Paradime created the matter- filled body to cover his original clear body,which enhanced his beauty further.
Zane held Pride's head with one hand ,and began stroking the blonde hair with the other. The action wasn't strange to him, as he felt the urge to do so. He stifled his moans caused by being in ecstasy, and stayed silent even though it took everything he had to control himself, and not voice them.
Zane stroking his hair makes Pride revel in delight. The scent of Jasmine heightened Pride's desire . Making his desire laced with emotions sour. The scent was distinctive in the air and climbed into his nose filling his lungs with a pleasant ticklish feeling, and with a full indescribable wonderful sensation .
The feeling was phenomenal to Pride because he relished pleasuring Zane. A feeling reflective of a God named Paradime who felt joy after he'd asked himself on his plane , "Am I the beginning and the end? ," With no expectation to answer a question that he always posed to himself out loud. Never answering back his own question regularly he continued to ponder about the question. After his question filled the space and faded, a reply was heard. The reply didn't come from himself.
"If you are the beginning and the end! What am I?''Exclaimed a booming alluring voice belonging to the high God Overlord. Speaking as he landed on his feet beside Paradime. Coming from traveling from another plane to where a lone lonely God resided. The Overlord's voice caused Paradime joy. That joy coursed through every part of him. This great emotion filled every one of Paradime's matter colors over the feeling of not being alone. A God that stood sui generis in his giant body's possession of all the matters colors except a pitch-blackness. He was different from the Overlord due to having many colors to the God Overlord one color of red. Paradime's thousand hearts had a seed of love planted inside them as he turn his gaze upon the only other God he had ever seen.
Seated upon a golden throne Pride received a closely kneeling Zane's reciprocation. Zane treasured Pride's jewel taking it through the passage where words were silent until they were spilling fourth. Zane takes Pride's gem inside his passage of hidden words. Grasping the jewel with his fleshy griping forms , to play with the precious treasure in the passage dark, to draw out motion to cast it out into the light. Energy building up was a traveling current which guilded Pride's emotions. Pride soured through the heavens, the same places Zane's emotions escorted him, to mirror his actions, to unleash the jewels' energy that flourished and flowed within it. Energy sprung from Pride's jewel to travel throughout Zane's passage. Zane took the energy and swallowed it as he was moved to bask in happiness. It was a feeling that was similar to the God the Overlord who was thrilled in his growing adoration for the God Paradime, as Paradime taught him what creation meant, and how to wield it.
Both men were euphoric over their separate eruptions , Zane earlier,and Pride later. Zane didn't think about the fact that he was pleasured by a man, and had pleasured a man like they weren't strangers to one another. Zane wasn't gay , and the only thing he could think about was that man . He had moved his mouth away from Pride's jewel to later return, kissing its small lips with his own . The stranger had made him feel good and by the look of gratification on the stranger's face he had brought him pleasure too.
They had each other in their eyes and they both knew it was time to break the silence, as they looked at one another. Zane and Pride engaged in the most intimate thing that a couple should do , as if they weren't strangers ,mutually. Breaking the silence ," Pride." Said Pride reaching down to touch Zane inflated manhood. He shook it.
"Zane." Whispered Zane , as he reached out and placed his hand on Pride's large manhood and shook it. Before they could do anything next. Pride heard his name being called. Letting the two men know that they were no longer alone in the posh restroom anymore.
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"Pride! Pride are you in there?" Called The businessman's associate who was standing outside the lavish restroom. When he first exited the bathroom he had made his way through the casino to enter into the Blue Bridge bar lounge . He sat at the bar as he stared at the whisky sour he had spiked with a half cup of sugar and salt. He had set it up so he could prank Pride. But Pride didn't come inside the bar. He went into the restroom which was empty except for one stall . Septh heard a voice in a whisper say "Pride." And another voice responded. "Zane." Before that he had heard some sounds he knew so well. He quickly left the restroom . He had waited five minutes before he called out Pride's name into the restroom.
Pride are you ok? You've been in there for a while now. Are you ok?" asked Septh. He was the person Pride wanted to play a joke on. Septh was wearing a red -t shirt and black jeans. He was wearing a brand new pair of white Gucci sneakers. Everything he had on was the same exact outfit Zane was currently wearing. Red t -shirt , black jeans, and a pair of brand new Gucci sneakers. What was funny about this was Septh and Zane brought those articles of clothing on the same day at different stores in the Stylex mall in New Verga. The mall had a grand opening in August of the year 2035, it was now March of 2036. Was it a coincidence or fate's intervention ? It was uncertain about which it was that caused the two men to have similar taste, and choose to wear the same clothing and sneakers on the same day.
"No ! I am coming out." Replied Pride after hearing Septh's words. Zane was already dressed and was about to exit the compartment . "Here take this." Said Pride in a whisper to Zane . Zane thought it was money . Hitting Pride's hand with his own he knocked it out of Pride's hand,refusing to look at what he thought was money. The white card fell into the toilet.
"That was my business card with my number on it. ." Zane took a sharpie marker out of his pocket ,and wrote his number on the inside of Pride's wrist. Both of the men didn't have their cell phones with them . Pride because it was in his car, and Zane's was broken.
"I don't know what to call this. Wrong on every level." Stated Zane feeling shame .
Pride turned Zane around to face him. He began to give him kisses to drive away from Zane the same feeling that over came him. He chased those emotions away from them both.
"Call it our beginning." Said Pride .
Their feelings were like three Gods at their time of their contemplation. Paradime wanted to know more about the God who he thought would be his longtime companion. He wanted to share everything about himself with the Overlord. Paradime created a word and told it to the Overlord after spending three hundred thousand years with him." Love is the word that defines us!" Exclaimed Paradime to the Overlord.
The Overlord discovered new emotions and amongst those emotions adoration were the highest for Paradime . He said to Paradime,"If Love defines us then it is our beginning. This Love that defines us will have no end."
The God Supreme lurked on a plane above the Overlord and Paradime watching his beloved Paradime with time increasing desire. His emotions were intense with yearning to know Paradime like the Overlord, a higher God than himself. "I will know you one day my beloved Paradime .,"was the ever existing thought mingling with the thoughts of the Supreme.
.Pride adjusted his clothes and left the compartment. He discovers that Zane and him were no longer alone in the restroom. Pride eased in front of the next stall before Septh could notice them.
Septh was standing at the sink pretending that he had washed them.
. "The girls are waiting for us. Liza is open to anything and everything . You might get some action from her."said Septh.
Septh knew why he said it. To see if the person who had been in the stall would say something.
Septh left the restroom . He chose not to think about Pride, and what he found out about him.
Pride wanted say something to Zane but he didn't know what to say. He was at a lost for words. Pride went to leave.
Zane didn't think before he knew what he was doing. Jealousy along with what was inside him caused him to act . What was inside had accepted Pride as theirs. They fueled Zane's actions. He didn't like what Septh had just said. The one outside of dormancy, along with the one in dormancy, wouldn't allow a woman they haven't chosen touch Zane in any manner.
Pride was theirs. Zane,provoked by the one out of dormancy , ran, filled with aggression,forward and kicked Pride's back. A given consequence for a act that hasn't happened.
Pride turned around and prevented another kick by blocking it. Zane's actions didn't turn him off of Zane. Smiling he said. "Staking your claim already. I will call you."Pride didn't know why Septh would say such a thing. The porn star Liza, was in the hospital after giving birth to her fifth child two days ago.
Zane had let Pride. After Pride left Zane went into the compartment they had shared. The card was floating in the clean water in the gold toilet. He looked down at it as it floated. The print was bold and clear un affected by the water it was in. Zane used his right hand and retrieved it from the toilet. The expensive Ink on the business card was excellent because the card and information were of the same quality before it went into the toilet. Zane went to the matching sink and proceeded to wash the card and his hands more than several times before he put the card in his pocket. Before leaving restroom he paused to get a spritz of the expensive cologne from the automatic cologne machine. Zane felt peaceful as he walked away from the restroom. He had a feeling of being content even though he wasn't fully satisfied. You will have everything you want. Said the one out of dormancy. He is yours already.
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Pride Pureheart , sat down at the table . He was directly across from Rain Rustman , a right- hand man of a leader of a secret society. The leader of the society was Paradime. Paradime already had Rain Rustman in the palm of his hand, and had indirect dealing with Pride, and Septh unknowingly. Rain the right -hand man looked very elusive. His eyes shone when Pride sat down at the table. "How is your night going Pride?''He asked with the desire to really know.
"Great!" He exclaimed as he still savored the taste of Zane in his mouth. He moved his tongue around his mouth to get more of its sweetness. Not looking the right hand man in the eyes. Pride did everything he could to avoid them. He didn't want to think about the man. Pride still was relishing being intimate with another human being by choice . Pride looked Rain in the eyes with uncertainty in his, as he reflected the images of Rain in his. He felt melancholy enter his heart. Saddened , but also happy that for the first time in many years that obligation wasn't the reason for tolerance, and friendship wasn't the grounds for acceptance and response. Pride could have had many women, or men, but he waited until he found the right man and went for it. He was glad it didn't turn into something ugly because of how he initiated a chance meeting " Great!" Pride said once more overjoyed .
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