Adventure and Sacrifice: Tangerine for Melakka

[Melakka]

Kat's entire body was singing. Her eyes shone as brightly as twin fireflies twinkling between her thick lashes. She radiated total satisfaction and fulfilment from every pore as her breathing and heart rate gradually calmed to around 160 per minute. "I'd say you've done that before" she gasped "it's just so wonderful not to have nudge someone to find the right places!" The light in the eyes of the sweat soaked girl wasn't just from within. The chamber was increasingly bright now, their passage across the patterned floor had taken them a long way towards their original goal with only the final two tiles as yet unlit. The idea of lighting the head tile and completing the Genu ritual was certainly not uppermost in Kat's head as she, newly energised by the recent activity rolled them both over and began to return the compliment.

Both girls had worked up a salty sheen to their bodies so it was a glistening Amber Kat was looking down on as she knelt straddled aside the adventurer's waist. "Tch! Just look at your hair, it's flown all over the place! You can't appear in polite Oxford society looking like that, you know, my girl!" The mock severity was evident before she lent forward to tease the freed locks away from Amber's eyes and kiss and lick up the salty streaks. "You really are the best aren't you? .." she chirruped while tracing a tongue inside the left ear, ".. you probably think you deserve some sort of reward for playing me like a banjo?.." she bit the earlobe quite sharply before sliding southwards to continue her salt lick trail ".. well, missy, I think you do too!"

If there was a crease or an orifice Kat found it and licked it, languorously. Her tongue varied between a tightened muscular tip which she used to jab and cajole, and a softer wider affair to tickle and arouse. The navel received a great deal of attention, the knotted hollow was explored deeply until every internal hump and bump had been mapped many times over. When at long last she finally reached the now mightily swollen labia her flexible tongue was in its element with the teasing and stimulating mixing in an unclear sequence. Her fingertip brushed the magic button lightly but held back until Amber's reactions were coming to a head. With her little butt wagging high and her nose buried in Amber there was a high pitched explosion of sound as the chamber simultaneously became suffused with light .. a golden light!

[Tangerine]

Her experience with other women was admittedly trivial compared to her time with the opposite gender. That didn’t matter though, when the person she attended to was someone she had been greatly hankering to touch and lick and kiss and grope. This empty room in the temple hosted an activity more eager and keen that anything she had in her bedroom lately. It was quite delightful to claim Vishy’s little flower, glide her hands on the researcher’s naked form. While feasting on her friend’s peach, she didn’t really care where they were, let alone bothering to check if the floor glowed brighter.

When it was eventually her turn to ride on a Wave of frenzy, Amber was anything but reluctant to sprawl on the floor herself. She somehow knew that little academician would do wonders for the carnal needs of her body. Offering her body to the girl, letting her press her buttons and play her like a piano was a temptation too great to resist. “There are other communities I’d fit rather well.” The eye closer to the ear Vishy played with was squeezed shut, its playful nibbling earning a soft groan. And of course, making Amber even more eager to spread her legs, between which she twinkled in anticipation. The attention she got to her belly ripped some giggles from the adventurer. “Go down, already.” She insisted.

When her lovely companion finally reached down, and put that charming little face before her glistening womanhood, where it belonged really, Amber’s fingers slid up her moist stomach and wrapped a generous orb. As the researcher carried out a long-expected survey between her bare legs, Amber kept playing with herself. One hand cupped and fondled a breast, while the other reached for Vishy. Her fingers slid through the girl’s hair as she held her face in place. “Ha!” Her knees rose up, while the girl worked on her peach. “HA!” Her digits tightened in Vishy’s hair, pressing her head against her flower harder. One of her legs stretched out, her toes curling at the end. Under that cute little nose, her lowerlips convulsed in and out. “Ha-HA!..” She was no longer able to look down. Her head lolled back instead. She clung to her breast tighter, little tremors quivering her naked frame. Her lips kept moving, but the moans had become silent. An erect pink nipple poked through the gap between her fingers as they slowly relaxed on her chest, so did the rest of her body.

As a result of this passionate moment she shared with her companion, her body had gained a golden hue, along with the rest of the room. Not that Amber cared too much about it at the moment, but the temple seemed to acknowledge the scent of arousal that filled the chamber.

[Melakka]

Amber's pleasured writhings were slowly subsiding as Kat resurfaced from her position of power. Her eyes had been largely shut while she had been playing around with her tongue and fingers, it was an activity that required touch and feel far more than sight. Her olfactory sense was also heightened, detecting the pheromones and vapours often considered undetectable by the human nose. As she gradually raised her head other scents assailed her nostrils, sickly sweet and heady like lotus flower and magnolia blossom with an astringent note almost completely masked lurking underneath. She opened her eyes a fraction as a blinding light was suffusing the room .. a golden light which was in danger of burning her retinas. "Amber, are you seeing this or am I dreaming?"

Looking around cautiously still kneeling in the vee of Amber's open legs saw the ceiling opening up and light like bright sunlight but not from the sun illuminated every crevice in the room and defined the carved serpent in the floor with a fearful clarity. A robed figure descended out of the light wearing robes and face paint such as that found and worn as Katahualpa earlier in their quest. The priestess floated above the pair looking down with severe expression, showing 'the sneer of cold command' as the post Shelley once described. She began intoning in the language of the Genu, speaking their ancient wisdom to these two stunned modern day explorers from their different backgrounds but united by their quest. Kat stared up, transfixed by the vision, mouth hanging agape, pupils huge and black.

The vision stopped speaking but continued to glare down as if waiting for a response of some sort. Kat clumsily stood and genuflected as an obeisance not knowing what else to do. She wanted to ask questions but couldn't find her voice. Her mind was rejecting what she was seeing. How could it be real? Was she merely seeing a vision along the lines of what she imagined might happen in a Hollywood film? Were the scents that had infused the room as the whole serpent glowed hallucinogenic? Or, had it really happened? A somewhat disgruntled looking high priestess ascended back into the ceiling and the bright golden light faded and the two women were alone in the chamber again. "Amber, did you see that? Am I going totally bonkers or did you see it too? Tell me, what just happened in here?"

[Tangerine]

Aftermath of an excellently imposed climax had rendered Amber mostly defenceless. Her guard was long lowered. Peaked sensitiveness of her body had left her limbs somewhat numb. Understandably, she felt weak and weightless. Since wariness didn’t go well with pleasure, she wasn’t cautious. The idly lying adventurer didn’t think much of the golden shimmer that swallowed her. It was just another flashy display of Genu theatrics, she assumed. Visual announcement of a new mystery, or just the end of the current one. Vishy, however, seemed a bit concerned about this mysterious radiance. Her legs kept lazing across the floor as Amber propped herself on her forearms. “I see it too.” She confirmed that she was having the same dream, which proved it was indeed real.

To movement in the ceiling stirred a sense of prudence within her. Considering how much time they had spent inside, the sun shouldn’t be in the right position to pierce through the temple so intensely. Witnessing a beam of light rain into the room was quite tame in comparison to watching someone traverse down like some kind of angelic figure. “Huh?” That eerie sight breathed an alarming perturbation into Amber as she quickly sprang to her bare feet. Using her dominant hand, she patted her thigh, where she used to carry a small bag attached to a strap. Like the rest of her clothes though, it was long gone, lying somewhere outside the temple and far out of her reach. Seeing someone float above her head didn’t make sense. And the naked adventurer was in no condition to fight anyone.

As Amber sought a reasonable explanation to this unearthly phenomena, she could only think of the ancient balm she had so generous applied. Could it be that the substance had some kind of drug mixed into it? Unlikely, she supposed, as Amber didn’t remember Vishy using it. And given her friend’s apparent awe, she too was witnessing the same thing. “Don’t look at it, Kat!” Amber managed to suggest. When the figure began to speak a long forgotten tongue though, she couldn’t help but stare up herself. “What? What?” Unlike her companion, she could express her confusion. However, her aimless questions hung in the air as the figure glided up to end this spooky visitation.

Frankly, this wasn’t the first supernatural occurring she had witnessed in the temple. In the other room, something had grabbed an unconscious Vishy. That certainly didn’t make the experience less puzzling though. When they were once again alone, Amber’s gaze found the girl. Given her reactions, it should have been clear that she had seen it too. “She was dressed up just like you, Kat!” That was her only clue, so her glares naturally targeted Vishy as if the girl was somehow involved in this. “Did someone tell you to wear that robe?” Amber interrogated.

[Melakka]

Vishy and Amber were still reeling from the extraordinary vision it appeared they had both just shared. The two remarkable young women had, against the odds and against the advice of older and 'wiser' heads trekked through a remote Andean cloud-forest to find find the fabled lost temple of the Genu. They had both dome this without the knowledge that the other was also striking out with same idea and met up only at the temple itself. What were the odds? Especially since it then transpired it took two to effect entry and neither could have succeeded in getting inside without the other! A shiver ran through Vishy as she finally let herself consider the elephant that had been lurking in her mind for quite some time. What answers could there be? Well, lots to choose from so, maybe she could apply Occam's Razor to the list. Coincidence. Fate. Supernatural forces. She had been spied upon and followed. She herself had been fed clues and nudged to her discovery. How much could she really trust her companion really? She had let her guard down and given herself mind and body to the girl but perhaps was Amber simply playing her? Leading her on by her nose? Unbelievable!

"Well, not tell exactly, more like indicate. I mean it was fairly obvious from the wall markings anyway wasn't it? I did detect a presence in the robing chamber I suppose but I didn't see anyone. It's all been pretty eerie in here right from the get go hasn't it .. I mean even outside it felt distinctly other worldly." Vishy answered Amber's query honestly and openly as it seemed her recent lover was having suspicions of her own. That was a good sign in a way, unless she was merely acting the part. Were these normal reactions? If there was a vast treasure to be had there were many documented cases of so called gold fever leading to wild suspicions and even insanity over the lust of it, but they had not found any such physical wealth at all .. yet! "You once mentioned about the golden tablet of the Genu, Amber, do you think maybe it got lost in translation and what we witnessed, a golden tableau if you like, was what was being referred to?"

Vishy stepped back and away from Amber as she asked. It occurred to her that Amber off the leash could overpower her quite easily, something she hadn't worried about since the first five minutes after meeting her. "I'm not sure we haven't been drugged. There was something in that heavy incense I'm almost certain, it feels like our minds are being manipulated into suspicion of each other. I'm afraid now, afraid they are trying to make us fight between ourselves like two queen bees. Only one survives and becomes more an egg laying slave than queen, although bearing an heir has been the most important function of queens since the very first one. "I think that priestess vision may have been giving instructions to us, or maybe the secrets of the universe, but no one has spoken that language for centuries, I have no idea what she said! I do think our best move would be to retrace our steps and leave together while we still can. What do you think?" Vishy posed the question warily keeping her distance.

[Tangerine]

Her beloved friend’s ability to translate ancient writings to a degree naturally put the researcher one step ahead of her. Through the murals and inscriptions, the temple could have been very well whispering things to Vishy from the beginning. Another sense of paranoia once again began to flow through her veins, poisoning her mind with all kinds of thoughts and speculative assumptions. And since her bodily sensations were satisfied to an extent, that left more room in her head for groundless surmise. Thus, she kept her distance from the same girl whom she had between her legs not too long ago.

The possibility that the golden tablet might be a figure of speech or just a misinterpretation instead of being something of value was honestly not a new idea. She didn’t really cared about its monetary value, but admittedly hoped to find something she could hold in her hands. Returning home empty-handed and with a sore butt wouldn’t tickle her fancy. And Vishy was, kind of, suggesting that the golden tablet was just them all along as their naked forms were coated in a golden hue. Or perhaps, the researcher was just talking about the vision they had the honour of witnessing, the information they had been bestowed, even though neither of them could understand it.
“You say, you’re my golden tablet?” Whatever Vishy’s words were supposed to tell her, Amber twisted them.

“Perhaps I should keep you in a glass display at home…” The adventurer began to walk in the chamber, her striding bare form not following a straight path, but an irregular pattern. Utilizing her long legs to take long steps, her body flowed across the floor like a river. “Put you in your little priestess costume.” As she came to a stop, her eyes searched for the girl’s naked frame. “Or leave you just like this.” The only colour they had failed to reveal was red. And her heavy bottom provided the room with that, her bare feet on the serpent’s head.

“Oh, you want to go back there?” Although Amber had closed the door to the room with the machine, it could be reopened for sure. “Fine, I won’t be there to drag your senseless arse out of it this time!” Anger building up within her, she stamped her foot. “Go find what happened to your little knickers!” Her bare breasts bounced below her frown as she kicked the floor again. The shockwave that travelled through her body to wobble her assets didn’t only move up, but down as well. When her foot ungently landed on the floor another time, the tile cracked, collapsing into a hole that swallowed Amber.

“Ugh!” Thankfully, it wasn’t a bottomless pit, just deep enough to make her breast slam against the edge, reddening the base of her orbs. Underneath, that hidden shaft was connected to a crawl space. A breeze flowed through the tunnel, tickling her calves and buttocks. “I feel an airflow.” Amber announced, which could possible mean it was connected to the outside.

[Melakka]

Amber was apparently becoming demented at a fast rate of knots. She screamed at Vishy, mocking her to return to the previous chamber where a great paddling machine had caused the younger woman to temporarily lose her mind. Simply seeing the device would not be traumatic to the phlegmatic academician, experience another full blooded whack from it was definitely not going to happen. Amber poured further scorn by bringing up the supposed obsession she had with the fate of her knickers. "I only asked? I was unconscious at the time they disappeared" she muttered continuing to back away from the wild eyed naked apparition. She recalled former prime minister David Cameron telling an opposition female member of parliament to 'calm down dear' from the dispatch box. It had been highly patronising and had the opposite effect so fortunately caught herself and refrained from saying it now.

Amber at least stopped advancing on her but seemed to be rapidly losing her grip on reality leaping on the spot and stamping the stone floor with her heels. Vishy winced at the impacts and pictured friezes of ancient Genu warriors apparently doing the same movements albeit holding assegais and shields as they did so. At least the personal abuse had stopped but what exactly the girl was working herself up to do to her Vishy didn't want to imagine but she was certain it would not be good. Or was that her own paranoia? Something was not right about either of them but she could feel a fight to the death was brewing between them. She tried to remember the martial arts training she had learned as an undergraduate, she hadn't been a good student and doubted it would work now but she had to try something or just roll over ..

Amber was there stomping like a bull about to charge .. and then she wasn't! The ground had opened up and swallowed her whole! Cautiously Vishy moved closer to investigate and managed to hear a far more stable Amber calling from below. "Fresh air you say? That's sounds very hopeful!" Vishy's neocortex was still trying to analyse and make sense of what was happening but she was all too aware that it was losing out to her amygdala and her own behaviour was going to regress all too soon. If there was a poisoned atmosphere or an ancient presence or whatever, she really didn't like losing control of herself and that had already happened too often in this place! "Move towards the fresh air, I'll follow on a short distance behind!" So saying she eased herself beneath the space that had been the serpent's head and dropped lightly to the passage there. "Have you found any snakes yet? she called!

[Tangerine]

Although she was hardly done with the girl, unveiling a new path with her very body calmed her down to a degree. “I’m fine by the way!” Her voice bounced within the stone borders of the shaft before jumping out to fill the chamber above. The light coming from the room was not enough to illuminate the whole tunnel. There was a curtain of darkness lurking ahead. The passage was not tall enough to walk down it. Sinking to her hands and knees, she began to tread this claustrophobic path. Thankfully there was some headspace to spare her hair from dust and cobwebs. Harsh shadows accented the marks on her large bottom as it gently swayed with the steady crawling of the adventurer.

Assuming her friend was indeed following her, Amber’s striped bottom led the way, until the lack of light left only a barely visible curvy silhouette that reminded of an apple. “No snakes. No snakes.” To cope with the fear of encountering one of those dreadful creatures in such a tight and dark space, she talked to herself. Soon, she picked up the pace, at the expense of burdening her knees more and imposing an uncontrolled wobbling on the melons that hung below. “I see a light!” The more she crawled, the bigger that bright spot at the end of the tunnel grew. It was a pleasing sight, a hopeful promise to leave this murky tunnel behind. Her own stretched behind kept wagging as the adventurer let the exit of the passage dazzle her. Her mostly unmarked breasts finally moved out of the tunnel, her abused butt following suit.

The sun was quite low, and the light didn’t seem as bright when she was out. Feeling the grass under her bare feet, Amber pulled herself up. However, she wasn’t exactly happy to be finally outside of the temple, for she was actually not. It was a garden, encircled by tall walls. A lush environment at the bottom of a pit. “Oh no…” Her naked body stood out against the greenery as Amber glanced around the courtyard. She lacked the proper gear to scale the walls. An old tree stood tall at the centre, wide and sturdy. Its inorganic fruits hung from its many branches. A various collection of paddles dangled at the end of strings. Wood, leather and even metal. Some smooth, some jagged. She walked through the drooping implements, leaning against the trunk. Her crossed arms squeezed her otherwise free breasts as she looked thoughtful.