Hessa's Domain

**This is Part one in a series of continuous fiction stories based on the characters below. Look out for the latest story! Happy reading**

The scrub crunched under her bare feet as she slowly wandered the trackless forest which she had now become so close to. She savoured the sound that echoed through the trees and basked in the sporadic streams of sunlight that broke through the canopy. With each passing stride, she softly brushed and petted the strong tree trunks, breathing in their woody scent and almost feeling deeply, what seemed to her, like a heartbeat. So many times she would feel this heartbeat, one not of her own, but one that she could not find the owner to.

Long she would wonder who it belonged to, and where it came from. Over time, she led herself to believe that it was the heartbeat of the forest, beating its heart for her, the one who loved it so dearly. Her ability to see in great detail left her feeling as if each and every tree was its own person, with its own fingerprint, and she loved them all as dearly as full blooded family members.
It was far too long since she came to be in this forest. Longer than she could recall. For now it was all a distant haze of cloudy thought and mystery.

Why was she here? How did she come to be here? Where was she from?
None of these questions ever seemed to cross her mind. She was happy, living here, among the family of trees she now was so fond of.

As she came to the clearing where she would usually sit and rest, she stopped suddenly in shock. Who was this man? Was he a man? He was tall, and his skin had the appearance of a dark, azure glow. He was naked. Asleep under the light canopy of the ferns that were high above them both. His ears were pointed at the tip and his hair was a long, luscious black. Every part of his body was aesthetically pleasing to the eye and was perfect in every way. So long had it been since she had seen another being. She was not shocked by his naked beauty, as it had been many a moon since she had clothed herself, but merely his presence gave her cause for disturbance.

She edged closer to him. Taking the utmost care to be purely silent.
Her sense of smell was peaking and she could tell he was alive. He smelt divine. Like cherry blossoms in the spring. His beauty was overwhelming and she almost let out a cry of intense joy as all her senses were alive and taking in the amazing sensations of a real being. So close. So real.

She stared at him intensely as he began to open his eyes. The clearest, almost transparent, ice blue eyes began staring back at her. They were warm and had deep love in them. He became aware of her presence and sat up.
As he began to focus his eyes, he gazed upon her and was astounded. What was standing before him was a vision of pure exquisiteness. She was short, only just taller than half his size, with beauteous lilac skin and piercing cerulean hair in a multitude of braids. Her ears too were pointed at the tips but he knew that they were not of the same race. Her body was voluptuous and excruciatingly tempting but her air was naïve and pure, one who has known no defilement. His heart raced as he watched her examining him.

"Hello."

She merely looked at him warmly.

"Where is this place? How did I come to be here?"

Again, she looked at him warmly but with a slightly changed expression.

"Do you not speak?" He asked her moving closer to her. She held up her palm and he stopped. She then gestured him to do the same. When he lifted his hand and placed it over hers, his body shocked and became overwhelmed with emotion and sensations.
"I speak through feeling. Do you hear me in your body? Your heartbeat speaks to me. I have felt it before. Have you finally become more than just a heartbeat?

Confused as to her meaning and completely overwhelmed by the extreme physical sensations he was experiencing, he fell to the ground, breaking the contact they had, and breathing heavily, looked upon her with fear.
She too became fearful, had she hurt him? Not knowing what to do, she sat on the ground next to him and waited.

After gaining his composure he apologised. "I am sorry. I have never experienced such emotions. And such physical heightening. Is this the only way you can communicate?" He was hoping there was another way to communicate as he wasn't sure he could possible cope with such overwhelming sensations every time they were to speak to one another.

She nodded. His heart sank a little. As he sat to ponder the events, he came to realise he did not know from where he came, or how he came to be here.

"Have you always been here?" He asked her.
She shook her head.
"Have you been here long?"
She nodded.
"Do you have a name?"
She nodded, holding up her hand again.

He paused, not sure if he was ready to experience what he just felt again, but she coaxed him to do so. Again the overwhelming sensations flooded his body, "Hessa"she whispered, then broke connection. He slowly caught his breath again and looked at her endearingly. He was a little startled by his intense feelings of affection for her, though he had known her but a minute.

"I am Kader" He finally said after several moments.
She smiled an intense, joyous smile. One she had never smiled before this moment. She was not alone. A companion. Another living being. How she had longed for true, living company for eons of moons. Finally, this heartbeat she had heard and felt for so long, had a physical entity. A body of great beauty and masculinity.
They both sat for sometime, just watching each other. Smiling. Exploring each other with their eyes. It all seemed so surreal.

Kader finally stood up.

"I'd like to explore this new place I am in. Shall we walk together?"
She nodded and jumped up enthusiastically. She showed him each of her family members. The trees she had come to know as her family. Though a little confused, he could tell she was showing him something important to her. She then brought him to her nest. He was impressed. Though it was formed purely from vines and moss it was beautifully arranged in the shape of a sphere, which hung just a metre from the ground. It was warm and inviting. He was so tired, he naturally walked to the nest and lay inside. There he began to slowly drift off to sleep. Hessa watched him drift into slumber, and she began to stroke his head.

As Kader began his dissent into slumber, his body was flushed with sensations so strong it was intoxicating. He was unable to bring himself around and instead began to dream sensual, intensely pleasurable dreams. He soon gave into the pleasure and the darkness of sleep took over.