So Far From Heaven
Prologue: An Unnatural Heat

Katrina seems to have a bit of memory loss, and the only key to unlocking her past is a heavenly captor. It's a shame that he knows everything and they're both further from heaven then she could have ever imagined.

M for language, adult content and any other goodies I come up with.

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Bare feet padded against the cold linoleum flooring, the only sound being the sticky-steps of the collage girl who moved to the refrigerator and pulled one of the double doors open. Light beamed into the dark room, illuminating the form of said girl dressed in a modest nightgown - she'd never been one for anything revealing.

Going about her business she pulled the jug of water out and poured herself a tall glass of frigid water, even adding frozen cubes on top of that. Silently she put back the items and closed the doors, making the room dark as ever before pushing the glass to her lips and taking a sip of the refreshing liquid. God, it was so hot in the house, she was burning up and could not figure out why. Even the thermostat said it was only sixty-five in the house.

Those pale feet took her back across the kitchen and onto a plush rug, leading to the stairs and ultimately her room. Pale blue eyes glanced into her parents room as she crept by, spying two forms in a large bed piled high with blankets. How could they stand the heat? Shaking her head she moved back up the stairs and down the hall into her sanctuary, a place where she had never truly felt alone, for better or worse.

Keeping the room dark she closed the door behind her and turned the lock, an idea had moved into her mind. She set her glass down on the bedside table and, taking a moment to think, pulled her nightgown off. She cast the garment aside to leave her pale body nude with the exception of a pair of cotton panties that clad her lower parts. The girl glanced up at the window quickly, the feeling of being watched becoming to much. No peeping toms or spying neighbors, just a dark house across the way with a light dusting of snow on the roof.

With a sigh of relief she moved down onto her bed, laying upon her back while those pale eyes stared idly at the ceiling. "It's so freaking hot..." She mumbled to herself, forsaking swears in favor or more harmless words. She was a good girl, for the most part. A heavy sigh was pushed out from her lips, head moving to get comfortable in it's bed of raven locks created by her own hair.

The air was stagnant, unmoving in the wretched room while she could hear the whistle of wind from outside, blowing up against the house and moving the shutters slightly. She turned her gaze away from the ceiling and to the glass of almost frozen water at her side. Biting down on her lower lip she thought about taking one of the cubes, sucking on it, licking it, rubbing it on her burning flesh, sliding it across the flat surface of her stomach and up onto the curve of her breast.

Suddenly she gasped, startled by the loud sound of her window slamming open. As if something had read her mind the wind blew particularly hard, sweeping around her room and over her body, curves, valleys and everything in between. In that same instant she inhaled sharply, taken by the sudden frigidness on her body. It made her pert nipples erect and her back arch into the hair, shoving her chest up further.

A single hand moved up and grasped at the headboard of her bed, holding tight onto one of the rungs as another gust of wind ran over her again, this time causing her to shiver. The warmth she felt changed, it moved, evolved even. It was no longer a need for coolness but a need for something else... something a bit more physical.

Eyelids fluttered shut as the breeze ran over her entire length, coaxing her knees apart as she rolled her hips and thrust them further up away from her bed, grinding against something that was purely imagination. Totally lost in her own little world, she wished for something to take her, to dominate and satisfy.

Whole body jumped once again as the window slammed shut. Eyes popped open to see the shape next to and partially blocking the view, a looming shadow that seemed nothing more than that. An ominous and tall piece of darkness that did not move. Contrary to what the girl wished she could do, she simply gripped harder turned her chin up, parting plush lips to let out a moan at the form.

Then she blinked, an when lids reveled the room that form was no longer there, but at the foot of her bed. To her surprise it actually had a shape, it had arms and legs and was quite slender. It moved up her bed, crawling over her and pushing betwene her already spread legs. Oddly enough it did not seem to weigh anything, the bed did not even move.

Her hips quickly moved back dow the bed level and she willed herself to push it off, but for all she was worth no movement came. All that was to be heard in the room was her own rapid heartbeat and the deep and drawn out breathing of the one now above her.

"Ask me to take you." It spoke and her hopes of this being some strange nightmare came crashing down. "I'll take you so far away, we can be together and I'll show you things you've never seen - " His voice came out deep and clear, perfectly crackly in the girl's ears. He not only had a voice, but a hand as well, a hand that had taken to her bare stomach, lithe fingers drawing imaginary patterns on the flesh there. He moved down closer, voice lowering. " - Make you feel things you've never felt."

Warm breath was exhaled on her chest before a warm wetness closed around a hardened nipple, the being's tongue dragging over her and forcing her to whimper. It's chest spasmed, breathing out through it's nostrils as it seemed to chuckled at her helpless state.

The girl turned her eyes up to the ceiling, paralyzed by some unknown force. Lips would slowly part, uttering the two words required and although she hardly even whispered, they were more than enough for the form above her. The magic words: Take me...