Suddenly, Itvasme's eyes lit up with a flickering flame - it was the glow of her Dark Rizz Powers activating!!!
As a young and burgeoning person, Author had always been in disbelief when he had read certain 'classics' - for example, Shakespeare's Othello, where the main conflict and disaster essentially came about because of a seemingly willfully contrived lack of communication, where senseless tragedy could have been easily averted, had the characters involved simply had a nice heart-to-heart chat like... most normal people ?!
And indeed. Currently, many of the esteemed readers, their good looking and kind features pale from the pathos of Darken's earlier difficult decision, were feeling the touch of tragedy, the pinch of pain, from Darken's heroic and noble adherence to the pursuit of Life-Affirming principles...
But of course, fortunately, Darken was not the only one with a say in this matter!
As it turned out, Itvasme's Dark Rizz Power, specialised in Street-Smart-Survival, allowed her to [Sense] the True [Intentions], feelings, and thoughts of another person with extreme accuracy…
This, of course, was part of what made her so effective, particularly in matters of interpersonal psychology and philosophy...
The extent to which she could [Sense] was of course dependent on various factors, including her own current State, as well as the Context and of course, the attributes and openness of the other Person who was being [Sensed].
After the close call, the near brush with death, the shock of being saved by Sally, and the extraction by this mysterious, masked man, right now, her Powers were in an extremely heightened State…!
All of a sudden, Itvasme gasped, flushed, and then… *giggled*, as, whilst enjoying the comfort of being held in the masked man warm, affirming embrace, suddenly, *extremely graphic Images* of just what exactly he actually wanted to do to her… his raw, primal hunger, as well as his noble self-restraint, and his genuine and non-needy Care for her long-term wellbeing, suddenly *cascaded* into her mind?!!?!?!?!?!
"Oh... my…"
"Dear oh dear, You really are quite a naughty, naughty boy…"
Itvasme teasingly murmured, but she found herself growing... increasingly wet, slick, upon sequestering, and realizing the true, complex Nature of the masked Man's [Intentions], and the seemingly on-the-surface-soothing Situation…
After a while, Itvasme gently raises her head up to meet the masked man's seemingly calm external visage...
And then, she spoke.
"You… dummy!!!!!!" She chided!!!
Eh?!?! Darken was expecting a lot of things, and was ready for tears, shock, and to provide her his unconditional support, but… he wasn't expecting that!!?!
Immediately, it was as if question marks popped up around his head ⁉️, and his confusion, even despite his mysterious, masked persona, was obvious.
Itvasme's eyes were glowing fervently with the Power of Dark Rizz, and due to her currently exceptionally heightened Awareness, and of course augmented by Author's exceptional Shamelessness, she could, in a rather elegant, ironic twist of literary technique, now clearly read this mysterious, masked man like a book!!!
It was of course also in large part thanks to this Dark Rizzard's power - her [Sense] Ability - that Itvasme had survived to this day… and again, as it came into effect, immediately, she could tell that this person, for all his dark and mysterious get-up, was indeed a real Man - truly uncompromising, and dangerous to all, yet surprisingly, unswervingly tender and gentle to her, even mastering his own desperate desires in the process…?!?!
At the same time, it was for this very reason - his restraint, and care, despite his ability, capability, and power - that suddenly, Itvasme found, even as she felt her body responding, heating and tingling from want, that her mind heart and spirit was becoming increasingly calm, and increasingly certain...
"You dummy… that's sweet of you... but…" She says lightly, and breathlessly.
And at this, she raises herself slightly on her toes… and kisses the masked lips.
"This -This is what I want."
She murmurs, clearly, calmly, even as Darken growls, even as his last restraints and misgivings fall away… and their lips meet again, at first claiming and gentle, but then again and again, with increasingly, desperate desire and bare, breathless, naked need and guiding, grasping, greed…
The scene sinks into murmurs and gasps of sweet, shuddering pleasure… even as the two shadowy figures also sink onto the bed, and their just-prior Imaginings and Desires… climactically culminate, becoming a rich, raw… Reality… !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!