It All Started with an Apple. Subtitled: Lucifer's forbidden fruit

Chapter 12 Lucifer and Eve

 Lucifer is now beneath an apple tree, his back to Aelia and on his knees. He is dressed in no more than a black kilt. His dark wings spread down around him, leaving only his porcelain shoulders visible. His head is bowed, and he does not know she is here. Aelia cannot stop herself from approaching him. She isn't far from him when she sees his shoulders tense. His wings rustle, and his head lifts as he glances over his shoulder. He is crying, the tears making wet paths down his face. He looks crushed, broken, completely defeated. But it seemed the moment he saw her, his expression changed. His face becomes suffused with intense joy, so much so that her breath falters at his unmatchable beauty.

Lucifer strides towards Aelia. "It worked; you are here. You came."

"It is just a dream. Dreams are not real, so why not indulge in seeing you here instead? It is safe this way." Aelia replies. And damn, was it ever hard for her to speak.

"Really, my love? Are you so sure? Dreams are a part of the other world; don't underestimate their power." Lucifer grins.

"I must seem so weak and foolish to you right now," he chuckles, wiping away the traces of his tears.

'Aelia. I want to show you our past. May I?" Lucifer asks, lifting his hand, palm facing her. Aelia lifts her palm in return, pressing it to his. She soon finds she is no longer herself but still someone dwelling within another's body.

Aelia, as Eve is walking barefoot across a lush meadow or garden of sorts. The soft texture of the grass tickling at the soles of her feet. Aelia knows because she can feel it. Feel everything Eve is feeling. The cool breeze of the day nips playfully at her, drawing her attention to the fact that she is shamelessly naked. Realization slams into her. She is inside of Eve. This is the garden of Eden from the bible.

Aelia's eyes soak up the peaceful surroundings. As far as the eye can see, dozens of apple trees and flowers fill the entirety of the scenery. She should feel happiness and contentment, but she senses she is feeling nothing but. There is a void in her. In Eve, sad and lonely, she bends beneath an apple tree to pick up something that has fallen from the tree. A feather. A single but large white, gold-fringed feather. Eve hears a loud snapping or cracking sound as something unknown falls from the tree. He was knocking her to her back, landing directly on top of her. With a shriek of confusion and surprise, she looks into the face of the most breathtakingly beautiful creature she's ever seen.

Aelia-Eve is momentarily speechless, feeling as if she has seen this creature before but cannot recall where. It is almost indescribable, with golden hair hanging clear past its waist. Her eyes cannot seem to devour it enough, caressing over its expressionless face and utterly warming eyes. Lingering on it, she had magnificent flawless wings, white and gold, making it obvious the feather she found was from them.

"Were you watching me?" she asks innocently. The creature doesn't answer, and she only stares at her with awe and curiosity.

"May I touch your wings?" Eve asks in a voice that is foreign to her ears. The creature nods its head, and she reaches up, caressing the velvety feathers, wondering instantly what they would feel like wrapped around her flesh. Aelia again knows because she feels everything Eve feels, hearing her every thought. She bites her bottom lip, trembling with strange desires and feelings she has never felt.

"You can touch me too if you like." Eve purrs. And then he does. His smooth hand slides first through the locks of her reddish-blond hair, down the volume of her throat, across her chest, lingering at her breasts. Then it happens. A blazing need and desire shoots through her entire being. Suddenly, she and the creature are tangled together in an embrace as hot as the sun's rays. It fell upon her hungrily, seizing her mouth possessively with its own, taking away her breath and reason.