cb.imajica1-第85章
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The full significance of these words didn't strike Gentle until later； when； with the oaths made and the ceremony done； he lay down in his cell beside his partner。
〃I always said I'd never marry；〃 he whispered to the mystif。
〃Regretting it already？〃
〃Not at all。 But it's strange to be married and not have a wife。〃
〃You can call me wife。 You can call me whatever you want。 Reinvent me。 That's what I'm for。〃
〃I didn't marry you to use you； Pie。〃
〃That's part of it； though。 We must be functions of each other。 Mirrors； maybe。〃 It touched Gentle's face。 〃I'll use you； believe me。〃
〃For what？〃
〃For everything。 fort； argument； pleasure。〃
〃I do want to learn from you。〃
〃About what？〃
〃How to fly out of my head again； the way I did this afternoon。 How to travel by mind。〃
〃By mote；〃 Pie said； echoing the way Gentle had felt as he'd driven his thoughts through N'ashap's skull。 〃Meaning： a particle of thought； as seen in sunlight。〃
〃It can only be done in sunlight？〃
〃No。 It's just easier that way。 Almost everything's easier in sunlight。〃
〃Except this；〃 Gentle said； kissing the mystif。 〃I've always preferred the night for this。 。 。。〃
He had e to their marriage bed determined that he would make love with the mystif as it truly was； allowing no fantasy to intrude between his senses and the vision he'd glimpsed in N'ashap's office。 That oath made him as nervous as a virgin groom； demanding as it did a double unveiling… Just as he unbuttoned and discarded the clothes that concealed the mystif s essential sex； so he had to tear from his eyes the fort of the illusions that lay between his sight and its object。 What would he feel then？ It was easy to be aroused by a creature so totally reconfigured by desire that it was indistinguishable from the thing desired。 But what of the configurer itself； seen naked by naked eyes？
In the shadows its body was almost feminine； its planes serene； its surface smooth； but there was an austerity in its sinew he couldn't pretend was womanly； nor were its buttocks lush； or its chest ripe。 It was not his wife； and though it was happy to be imagined that way； and his mind teetered over and over on the edge of giving in to such invention； he resisted； demanding his eyes hold to their focus and his fingers to the facts。 He began to wish it were lighter in the cell； so as not to give ease to ambiguity。 When he put his hand into the shadow between its legs and felt the heat and motion there； he said； 〃I want to see；〃 and Pie dutifully stood up in the light from the window so that Gentle could have a plainer view。 His heart was pumping furiously； but none of the blood was reaching his groin。 It was filling his head； making his face bum。 He was glad he sat in shadow； where his disfort was less visible； though he knew that shadow concealed only the outward show； and the mystif was perfectly aware of the fear he felt。 He took a deep breath and got up from the bed； crossing to within touching distance of this enigma。
〃Why are you doing this to yourself？〃 Pie asked softly。 〃Why not let the dreams e？〃
〃Because I don't want to dream you；〃 he said。 〃I came on this journey to understand。 How can I understand anything if all I look at is illusions？〃
〃Maybe that's all there is。〃
〃That isn't true；〃 he said simply。
〃Tomorrow； then；〃 Pie said； temptingly。 〃Look plainly tomorrow。 Just enjoy yourself tonight。 I'm not the reason we're in the Imajica。 I'm not the puzzle you came to solve。〃
〃On the contrary；〃 Gentle said； a smile creeping into his voice。 〃I think maybe you are the reason。 And the puzzle。 I think if we stayed here； locked up together； we could heal the Imajica from what's between us。〃 The smile appeared on his face now。 〃I never realized that till now。 That's why I want to see you clearly； Pie； so there're no lies between us。〃 He put his hand against the mystif s sex。 〃You could fuck or be fucked with this； right？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃And you could give birth？〃
〃I haven't。 But it's been known。〃
〃And fertilize？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃That's wonderful。 And is there something else you can do？〃
〃Like what？〃
〃It isn't all doer or done to； is it？ I know it isn't。 There's something else。〃
〃Yes； there is。〃
〃A third way。〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Do it with me； then。〃
〃I can't。 You're male； Gentle。 You're a fixed sex。 It's a physical fact。〃 The mystif put its hand on Gentle's prick； still soft in his trousers。 〃I can't take this away。 You wouldn't want me to。〃 It frowned。 〃Would you？〃
〃I don't know。 Maybe。〃
〃You don't mean that。〃
〃If it meant finding a way； maybe I do。 I've used my dick every way I know how。 Maybe it's redundant。〃
Now it was Pie's turn to smile； but such a fragile smile； as though the unease Gentle had felt now burdened the mys…tif instead。 It narrowed its shining eyes。
〃What are you thinking？〃 Gentle said。
〃How you make me a little afraid。〃
〃Of what？〃
〃Of the pain ahead。 Of losing you。〃
〃You're not going to lose me；〃 Gentle said； putting his hand around the back of Pie's neck and stroking the nape with his thumb。 〃I told you； we could heal the Imajica from here。 We're strong； Pie。〃
The anxiety didn't go from the mystif s face； so Gentle coaxed its face towards his and kissed it； first discreetly； then with an ardor it seemed reluctant to match。 Only moments before； sitting on the bed； he'd been the tentative one。 Now it was the other way around。 He put his hand down to its groin； hoping to distract it from its sadness with caresses。 The flesh came to meet his fingers； warm and fluted； trickling into the shallow cup of his palm a moisture his skin drank like liquor。 He pressed deeper； feeling the elaboration grow at his touch。 There was no hesitation here； no shame or sorrow in this flesh； to keep it from displaying its need； and need had never failed to arouse him。 Seeing it on a woman's face was a sure aphrodisiac； and it was no less so now。
He reached up from this play to his belt； unbuckling it with one hand。 But before he could take hold of his prick； which was being painfully hard； the mystif did so； guiding him inside it with an urgency its face still failed to betray。 The bath of its sex soothed his ache； immersing him balls and all。 He let out a long sigh of pleasure； his nerve endings…starved of this sensation for months…rioting。 The mystif had closed its eyes； its mouth open。 He put his tongue hard between its lips； and it responded with a passion he had never seen it manifest before。 Its hands wrapped around his shoulders； and in possession of them both it fell back against the wall； so hard the breath went from it into Gentle's throat。 He drew it down into his lungs； inciting a hunger for more； which the mystif understood without need of words； inhaling from the heated air between them and filling Gentle's chest as though he were a just…drowned man being pumped back to life。 He answered its gift with thrusts； its fluids running freely down the inside of his thighs。 It gave him another breath； and another。 He drank them all； eating the pleasure off its face in the moments between； the breath received as his prick was given。 In this exchange they were both entered and enterer： a hint； perhaps； of the third way Pie had spoken of； the coupling between unfixed forces that could not occur until his manhood had been taken from him。 Now； as he worked his prick against the warmth of the mystif's sex； the thought of relinquishing it in pursuit of another sensation seemed ludicrous。 There could be nothing better than this； only different。
He closed his eyes； no longer afraid that his imagination would put a memory； or some invented perfection； in Pie's place； only that if he looked at the mystif's bliss too much longer he'd lose all control。 What his mind's eye pictured； however； was more potent still： the image of them locked together as they were； inside each other； breath and prick swelling inside each other's skins until they could swell no further。 He wanted to warn the mystif that he could hold on no longer； but it seemed to have that news already。 It grasped his hair； pulling him off its face； the sting of it just another spur now； and the sobs too； ing out of them both。 He let his eyes open； wanting to see its face
