Aeriel

“What…?!”, you ask, not sure you heard correctly.

“Just as I said… I am the magic inside of you…”, she answers simply.

You sit, staring blankly and trying to process her words.

“I don’t understand… Are you a spirit…? Or a demon…? You know… possessing me…?”

This elicits an intense bout of laughter from her.

“Oh no… You found me out… I’d better finish devouring your soul before I am banished back to the Abyss…”, she mocks with a giggle.

“Hey…”, you begin with a chuckle of your own, her laughter contagious. “Don’t make fun of me… How am I supposed to know this stuff...?”

“Just what are they teaching you at this school anyway...?”, she asks with mock indignation.

“It’s only my first day… I haven’t had any classes yet...”, you say defensively.

You feel her warmth increase slightly, another hug, then you get the impression of her tapping your nose with a finger.

“I know you goober… I’m teasing…”, she chuckles. You then sense her mood grow serious, and her caressing your cheek in her hand. “It’s my fault… I wasn’t there for so long… I’ll explain the best I can… And I promise you will never be alone again... Now, we have some catching up to do...", she says with a giggle. "Lie back down...”

You do as she says and lay back onto the bed. You feel her shifting herself so that she is sitting on top of you, straddling you and looking down into your eyes.

:Touch me..." she commands...

"What...?!", you ask, more than a little flustered. She giggles at you and you sense her rolling her eyes.

“Silly boy…” You feel her wiggle her hips playfully then her leaning forward. Now she speaks in your ear, her voice low and husky, “You want to feel me, don’t you…? Touch me… I want to feel your hands on me…”, she says pleadingly.

You can’t help blushing at this, and your dick twitches.

The whole situation still quite awkward, you reach out with your hands to clasp her waist only to have them pass through the air above you. Shaking your head, you let your arms fall to your sides...

She just giggles and says, "Try again... But not with your actual hands...".

Closing your eyes, you focus on her warmth. Like before, when you were attempting to comfort her, you visualize an ambiguous female form sitting on you. Once again, you try to project inward. You envision your hands reaching out to caress the woman’s hips.

This time, your mental hands make contact, and as they do, you feel a warm tingling in your physical hands. She lets out a gasp, and you feel her melt into you.

“That’s right…”, she says breathily, her heat radiating through you. “Touch me… Learn how to feel me…”

The tingling in your hands begins to creep up your arms, slowly spreading throughout your body.

"How do you feel...?", she asks you, her breathing picking up.

"Strange... but a good strange...", you answer.

"Good... focus on that feeling... Internalize it... This is the first step...". Her warmth is pulsing subtly. you associate this with her trembling on top of you.

"Now... open your eyes...

You open your eyes, and you see everything through a red haze. The same crimson fog from that day.

"What do you see...?, she asks.

"Red...", you answer.

"Good... that is the veil... You are almost to the next step... Focus on me... Focus on my touch... Focus on your hands touching me... Focus on our contact...". Her voice is almost pleading.

You do as she says, concentrating on where your hands hold her at the waist, How she is pressing herself into your chest. The tingling in your body continues to spread and strengthen.

"Good...", she encourages. Take it nice and slow... Concentrate... Now, close your eyes and open them again..."

You slowly close your eyes. After a moment, you open them.

"What do you see now...?", she asks.

You are startled when you suddenly see a woman on top of you. She has high cheekbones, a slender nose and full lips. Her large eyes are unlike anything you have seen before. Starting from her dark pupils, her irises are a deep red. From there, they gradually transition to orange, then to yellow, to green, blue then finishing to violet at the sclera. The transition in colors is seamless, and there is an ethereal glow lightly emanating from them. Her hair is long, reaching down to her waist, and the color of snow. She is absolutely gorgeous... and completely naked.

Her breasts are a perky C cup, with little nipples. She has a narrow waist, with a pleasant curve to her hips. Your dick instantly stiffens. You see that she is also getting rather flustered. There is a blush evident in her flawless skin, and her nipples are very hard.

She is looking into your eyes and grinning at you knowingly.

"You see me, don't you...?", she asks.

Unable to form words, you simply nod.

"What's the matter...? Cat got your tongue...?", she asks with an exaggerated pout. Then her grin returns. "Very good silly boy... You've gone through the veil... You have finally reached me..."

"Wow... You're... stunning...", you finally manage lamely.

She smiles and her blush deepens.

"Well aren't you quite the charmer...? You're not so bad looking yourself, cutie...?". She giggles then leans in and kisses your cheek. You feel your own blush intensify at that.

"Right...", she begins, "Let's save the flirting for another time... I'm sure you have about a bazillion questions...".

You nod your head, honestly not knowing where to begin.

"I'll explain what I can for now... the main things you need to know... First, you haven't entered into some alternate dimension... Well, not really... You are still in the real world... We are in you... In us... The veil is what I call the barrier that separated the two of us... It's kind of like a filter of sorts... Which brings us to the next test... Try getting up from the bed and walking around a bit... Try interacting with the world around you while maintaining focus here with me..."

You look at her incredulously. She smiles at you patiently.

"You need to learn to be able to interact with the world around you while simultaneously interacting with me... Everyone experiences magic differently, but invariably everyone has to learn to split their focus... This is one of the basics of magic..."

"I think I understand...", you say.

You take a deep breath, look into her eyes, then slowly get off of the bed. She wraps her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist, which doesn't help your raging boner. Luckily, this is only within your body and you actually don't have the extra weight hanging from you. You stand for a few moments, trying to wait out the wave of vertigo that hits you.

"Take your time...", she says sweetly, nuzzling into your neck and lightly stroking the back of your head with her fingers. You grip her waist with your mental hands, earning a soft moan from her. Your dizziness finally passes after a few moments. You take a few tentative steps around your room. You walk over to the mirror and look into it.

You experience a strange sensation. You aren't sure what you expected, but despite you being able to clearly see a beautiful naked woman hanging from you, you only see yourself in your reflection.

"Silly boy... Are you trying to get a look at my ass...? You'll have plenty of time for that later...", she teases. "Try interacting with some things... Try picking something up..."

You walk over to your desk and pick up a writing quill using your actual hands. It's a strange sensation feeling yourself holding her with two imaginary hands that feel quite real while using your physical hands in the world. You understand why she had you try. You feel it is something you can get used to with time, but it is a little difficult dividing your focus like this.

"Good...", she says proudly. "It might not seem like a big deal... But you managed to maintain contact with me when you picked up the quill... In time, you will adjust, and this will be second nature for you...".

Then, with a sigh, she climbs from her perch on the front of your body and stands before you. Now, you can get a clear look at her entire figure. She is absolutely perfect. Her curves are very attractive, her breasts sit perky and firm, and she has a neatly trimmed landing strip of white pubic hair. She smiles at you.

"Ok...", she begins, "Before we move on, you need to understand a few things..."

You look her in her beautiful eyes and nod. "I'm listening..."

"Good... First... You and I... We are one... We are halves of the same being... That is why before now, you had always felt incomplete... While I was asleep, you were not whole..."

"That seems accurate... I always felt like something was missing...""

She gives you a sad, remorseful smile.

"Remember..." you say, "That's behind us... You’re here now...”, you quickly add.

Her mood brightens and she continues.

"As we are one, I feel what you feel... Your memories are my memories... Your pain is my pain... And your pleasure is my pleasure... From now on, we share in everything... And I will do my best to keep you safe...” She is looking you in the eyes solemnly as she speaks these last words.

“ you told me that you do not have a name… So what do I call you then…?”, you ask...

“that is a good question… I suppose in the grand scheme of things, it doesn’t really matter… But if you like, you can give me a name yourself…”, she responds with a shrug.

You think for a moment, looking at the beauty standing before you. She stands there, waiting patiently.

“How about Maggie…?”.

She looks at you askance. “Really…? A little tongue-in-cheek, don’t you think…? Did you even try to give it some thought…?”. She huffs and shakes her head as she crosses her arms over her bosom. “Boys…”, she mumbles.

“Ok… Ok…”, you say, raising your hands in an appeasing gesture. “I guess that was pretty bad…”, you concede. While she portrays annoyance, you can see that she is actually enjoying the idea of you naming her. "It has to be a beautiful name for a beautiful lady…, you muse, looking her in her dazzling eyes.

She blushes at your comment.

You think for another moment or two, then you snap your fingers, inspiration striking.

"Aeriel...!"

She turns her eyes upward in thought. After a moment, a wide grin spreads across her face.

“I like it…”, she says finally. “Fine… I will go by Aeriel if that is what you wish to call me…”

“Yes… I believe I do…”, you say smiling.

Although she said it didn’t really matter, Aeriel's smile rivals your own.

“Now, as I mentioned before…”, she continues, “Everyone experiences magic differently… Everyone has their own journey to unlock and control the power in themselves… Not everyone has their own little naked hottie to help them…” She says this with a smirk. You grin at her. "Seriously though…”, she continues, "I don't believe there are many out there who have the kind of relationship with their power as you and I...”

So... Most other people don't have sentient magical power...?, you ask, trying to grasp her meaning. She just shrugs.

"It's not for me to say... Everyone is different... Perhaps there is someone out there who interacts as we do… And I don’t know why we are how we are for that matter… We just are… But we really don’t need to concern ourselves with how others utilize their power… Unless we are trying to disrupt a spell they are casting... That is much more advanced than where we currently are… Which brings us to our next test…”

You look at her quizzically, and she gives you a mischievous grin in return. She steps forward and wraps her arms around your neck once again, resuming the stroking of your head and neck with her fingers. Looking deeply into your eyes, her expression turns grave.

“before our next exercise… I need to show you something… Pay close attention, it is very, VERY important…”

You look into her eyes and nod. "I understand..."

"Good... Now relax... And trust in me..."

"With that, you begin to have a vision. It is cloudy at first, but the scene becomes clear after a few moments.