Truth, Justice, and the Monstrous Zelmogustar!! | By : ZephiliaWine Category: +S to Z > Slayers Views: 1217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Truth, Justice, and
the Monstrous Zoamelgustar!!
zephilia_wine@yahoo.com
This fan fiction is purely fan made (thus the name FAN fiction) and is in
no way actually affiliated with the creators of the actual Slayers
franchise. I do not own Slayers and no copyright infringement is intended,
nor is any profit being made off of this work of fiction.
A warning to all who decide to continue to read this
work... This will be a Yuri Fanfic so it will contain girl on girl
sexual situations. If you are offended by any of the things
mentioned above or are NOT 18 years of age or older, TURN BACK NOW. You
have been warned... now let the good times commence!
Amelia awoke gasping, a scream
caught in her throat, while shooting up from her bed in a cold sweat.
The nightmare had been very vivid and the Seyruun princess merely sat
still, shaking and breathing heavily for quite some time, her blue eyes
open wide and scanning the darkness of the room in barely checked panic.
After allowing herself to calm
down some and telling herself repeatedly that it had only been a dream,
she managed to lie back down.
After tossing and turning on
the bed of her inn room for several minutes, unable to fall back asleep,
she rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling in the oppressive
darkness, pulling her blanket up to her chin at first and then further
still until only her eyes and the top of her head where visible.
The day’s events that had
transpired at the haunted tower where just still all too fresh in her
mind.
This room is so big and
creepy looking at night… The princess thought to herself timidly.
I really wish Mr. Xellos hadn’t told us that scary story about the
history of the tower before we went and checked it out… That’s definitely
information I could have done without knowing…
Her mind was beginning to play
cruel tricks on her in the blackness, and she occasionally shot her
eyes in one direction or another swearing that she’d just seen something
moving in the dark corners of the room.
Amelia moaned miserably and
threw the blankets over her head, thinking that maybe if she couldn’t
see all of the shadows being cast in the room by the moonlight, then
she might feel less uneasy.
I sure wish this had been
one of the nights when Miss Lina had decided to be extra cheap with
the traveling funds and made us double up on rooms. Even if she is too
rough of a sleeper, I always feel safer with Miss Lina around…
The princess froze suddenly
beneath the blankets as she heard a wooden floor board creak. What
was that…? She thought to herself staying perfectly still and
breathing as shallowly and quietly as possible.
Goosebumps began to accumulate
on her neck as she waited in the silence, when suddenly something that
felt like a cool draft made its way under the warmth of the blanket,
passing over her body.
I don’t like this at all
- - Amelia froze once again at the sound of another creaking floor
board, this time sounding closer to the bed…
“Miss Linaaaaaa…” She whispered desperately, in the hope
that her idol would suddenly show up and chase away the darkness.
At the sound of another creak,
Amelia virtually exploded from underneath the covers of her bed and
ran from the room, never even taking the time to look back.
From her room muffled laughter
could be heard as a familiar purple haired figure emerged from the shadows,
clasping a hand to his mouth firmly and doubled over in laughter, using
his trademark staff for support.
Lina awoke groggily to a quiet
but urgent sounding knock on her bedroom door. Now who could that
be at this time of night? She thought to herself with more than
a little irritation.
After rubbing her eyes sleepily
and stretching some, she got up to answer the door grumpily.
“Amelia?” “What the hell
are you doing up at this hour?” The redhead blurted as soon as she
opened the door and saw who was standing there.
“Miss Lina…” “Can I
sleep in your bed with you tonight?” Amelia asked timidly.
“Amelia, the rooms have already
been paid for and there’s no way to get a refund for them now.”
Lina replied crossly.
“Plus, you’re always the
one complaining about me tossing and turning too much when ever we
do share a bed together.” The redhead added, building a head of
steam.
Amelia looked down at her feet.
“I know but…”
The princess trailed off quietly.
If I tell Miss Lina that I think there’s something wrong with my room
she’ll just get even madder and say
that I’m over reacting...
“But what?” Lina asked
in annoyance. “Amelia, this better not be about that whole stupid
haunted tower thing from earlier today, that’s all over and done with.”
“I… never mind Miss Lina.”
“Goodnight.” Amelia added quietly, before closing Lina’s door
herself.
The redhead stood there for
several moments staring at the closed door and wondering if she should
go after the Seyruun princess before finally deciding not to. I feel
kinda bad, but Amelia does this sort of thing all the time…If it’s
not one thing it’s another. She brooded to herself guiltily as
she made her way back to her bed.
Last time it was because
she was homesick, and the time before that it was because she’s had
some nightmare or other. Lina continued to herself as she flopped
back down on the bed with a sigh.
I hate to be so hard on
her, but she’s going to have to start growing up some… I’m…
just not going to be around all the time to make everything all better.
Sure, I was freaked out by the tower
too; I think everyone was to some extent. She’s just going to have
to learn to deal with some things on her own... Or at least without
me. The sorceress finished with another deeper sigh.
Amelia opened the door to her
room and stood in the doorway silently, staring into the darkness once
more. I really don’t want to go back in here… I know I heard
something that sounded like footsteps and they where inside the room.
I’m pretty sure I felt a presence too…If an entire tower can be
haunted, who says a bedroom can’t?
The princesses’ demeanor
brightened immediately as an idea suddenly popped into her mind.
Miss Martina, felt the same way about the place as I did, didn’t she?
Maybe she still feels the same way, and wouldn’t mind the company.
I don’t know her all that well, but we both are princesses’.
Amelia thought to herself as she shut the door to her room once more
and padded silently in the direction of the former princess of Zoana’s
room.
Martina sat in her room on
the side of her bed crafting Zoamelgustar trinkets groggily. Ever
since that whole stupid deal at that morbid tower happened, I haven’t
been able to sleep a wink. She complained to herself. And I bet
that overbearing commoner Lina is in her room sleeping like a baby -
- * knock, knock, knock*
Now who could that be at
this hour? She wondered to herself as she put down the trinket she’d
been working on and walked over to the door. Oh, I know! It must
be my beloved Master Xellos coming to
whisk me away for a romantic night of - -
“Oh… it’s you.” Martina said cutting off her train of thought
dejectedly.
“What could you possibly
want at this time of night Amelia?”
“Hi, Miss Martina…” “Well,
you see I couldn’t sleep and… I noticed the light in your room was
on, so I figured I’d stop by and see how you were doing.”
“Well I’m doing fine of
course, why wouldn’t I be..?” Martina replied more defensively than
she had intended to. Well, she certainly is no Master Xellos, but
I am very bored… That must be it! The
Monstrous Zoamelgustar sensed my unbearable boredom and sent me a companion
to keep me entertained! The former princess of Zoana thought to
herself while clasping her hands together with stars in her eyes.
“Uh, Miss Martina…?”
Amelia trailed of uncertainly as she stood in the door way, looking
at Martina and *sweat dropping*
Maybe this wasn’t
such a good idea - -
“Oh, sure you can come in
if you really insist Amelia…” Martina exclaimed as she grabbed the
Seyruun princess by the arm suddenly, pulling her into the room and
plopping her down on the side of the bed abruptly.
“You’ve come to help me
make Zoamelgustar luck charms is it?” The former princess of Zoana
asked while shoving crafting materials into a bewildered Amelia’s
arms exuberantly.
“Zoamelgustar?” Amelia
asked while looking down at the supplies in her arms doubtfully. “Well,
no.” “Actually I came over to see if you wouldn’t mind me sleeping
in your room tonight, Miss Martina…”
“A sleepover, whatever for?”
Martina asked suspiciously.
“I heard strange noises in
my room just now, and I’m certain that I felt a presence too…”
The Seyruun princess added in a frightened whisper.
“Hum, so you think that your
room is haunted like that tower was then?” The green haired girl asked
with striking coincidence to Amelia’s train of thought, while holding
back a shiver for the younger girl’s benefit.
Amelia only clutched the crafting
supplies to her breasts and nodded silently.
“Well, I suppose I could
see why you don’t want to sleep in there then… But, what about Lina’s
room?”
“I already tried Miss Lina’s
room and she told me that I was overreacting.” “I didn’t want
to make her any angrier with me than she already was for waking her
up so I just left…” The younger girl explained quietly.
Martina huffed to herself haughtily.
That overbearing commoner is always angry...
Hum, maybe I can have some
fun with this…
“Well, what about the others then?” The former princess of Zoana
asked coyly.
“Y-you mean Mr. Gourry and
Mr. Zelgadis?” “Oh, no I couldn’t… especially not with Mr. Zelgadis…”
Amelia said trailing off her sentence with a blush. Or Mr. Gourry
for that matter though, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind…but Miss Lina
would probably kill
meeeee…
“And why not with Master
Zelgadis then..?” Martina teased, egged on by the younger princesses’
embarrassment.
“Well… it’s just that
I um… it’s uh…” Amelia stammered.
“You’ve got a crush on
the heartless mystical swordsman don’t you?” Martina exclaimed triumphantly.
“Oh, Miss Martina not so
loud!” The Seyruun princess hissed. “And NO, it’s nothing of the
sort!” She added defensively while setting down the crafting supplies
on the nightstand by the bed.
“Well if you don’t have
a crush on him then it shouldn’t be that big of a deal right?” “So
if that’s the case then, the answer is simple… I just go and ask
him for you!” Martina said while getting up from the side of the bed
to leave.
“Miss Martina please don’t!”
Amelia exclaimed, catching the green haired girl by her arm and pulling
it harder than she had planned, yanking the larger girl down and back
on to the bed accidentally.
Martina erupted into a torrent
of laughter as she fell backwards on the bed.
“No really dear Amelia, princess
to princess I owe you at least this much…” The older girl managed
in-between mirthful gasps as she partially sat back up making her move
to get off the bed and head to the door once more.
“Really, telling him for
you will be no problem at all!” She added before breaking into another
fit of laughter, while using her arms to lift herself back up and off
of the bed.
Amelia leapt over and tackled
the former princess of Zoana back down onto the bed in desperation,
straddling her while pinning both of her wrists to the bed with her
hands.
“Miss Martina pleaaaaaaaase,
I’ll do anything you want… just don’t go tell Mr. Zelgadis!”
Martina’s laughter was cut
off suddenly, as the meaning of the younger princesses’ words sunk
in… Anything?
A wicked smile crossed the
former princesses’ lips as she began to come up with one of her brilliant
plans to make her rival Lina’s life a living hell, but suddenly her
smile faltered. No wait, that won’t work…Little miss truth and
justice wouldn’t betray Lina, no matter what I threatened her with
most likely…
Her devious thoughts trailed
off as she suddenly became very aware of the weight and feel of the
younger princess straddling her.
“I must insist that you promise
me that you won’t say anything about this to Mr. Zelgadis, Miss Martina.”
Amelia continued, leaning forward and placing her face mere inches from
Martina’s to stress her point while continuing to pin the larger girl’s
wrists.
This tactic
always seems to work for Miss Lina… so maybe it’ll work for me too.
The Seyruun princess thought to herself hopefully.
Martina’s breath caught in
her throat as Amelia’s ample breasts first grazed and then settled
down on her own. Oh, I had no clue that little miss truth and justice
could be so forceful! Is this a sign from the
Monstrous Zoamelgustar? I mean she
is already royalty just like I am…Martina thought
to herself dreamily.
Is she even listening to
me? Amelia wondered as she looked down at the larger girl.
Well what will we do about
children for our royal Kingdom?
Martina asked her Monstrous Zoamelgustar silently. We can cross that
bridge when we get to it. She answered herself in Zoamelgustar’s
voice. Very well, my Lord Zoamelgustar but first things first…If
Amelia is to become my new betrothed…
I’ll have to show my little
Seyruun princess just who’s exactly in charge here…She thought
to herself finally laughing after what seemed to a very confused Amelia
like a few moments of complete silence and strange facial expressions.
“Uh, Miss Martina?” Amelia
asked unsurely.
“Amelia, I’ve decided not
to tell Master Zelgadis about anything that we’ve just discussed,
as long as you promise to do something for me…” Martina purred at
the Seyruun princess.
“And what’s… that?”
Amelia asked tentatively.
“You have to do everything
that I tell you to do in this bedroom until sunrise this morning.”
Martina explained with a strange expression on her face.
Well… as long as it’s
just in this bedroom, I guess it’s alright. I don’t see how she
could come up with anything too bad just in here…”Well alright,
as long as it doesn’t involve hurting anybody or breaking the law…”
Amelia agreed totally oblivious to what the older girl was scamming...
“So it’s a promise?”
Martina asked coyly. “Remember, a warrior of justice always keeps
their word…” She sung in addition.
“It’s a promise.” Amelia
affirmed. “Just remember to keep up your end of the bargain Miss Martina…”
Amelia replied while loosening her grip on Martina’s wrists and beginning
to slide off of the larger girl.
“Oh, don’t you worry my
little princess I will…but I want you to go ahead and stay where you
are.”
Amelia froze in incomprehension
at first. “You mean… stay on top of you?” She asked unsurely.
“That’s right and for the
rest of the night, I want you to call me Mistress.” Martina said smiling
seductively.
“M-mistress…?” Amelia
stammered as she slid herself back over and directly on top of the former
Princess of Zoana. But that sounds… really, really...
Martina folded her arms behind
her head, relishing the warm weight of the smaller girl on her hips
before continuing. “Now I want you to reach up and cup your breasts
with your hands.”
“WH-Wha - -!”
“Now, now, now Amelia…
Remember, you agreed to this.” Martina interrupted with mock sympathy
“You gave me your word as a heroine of justice that you’d do whatever
I say in this room until the sun comes up.”
“Do you intend to break your
word?”
Miss Martina is right…
I did give my word…
“…No I… I don’t intend to break my word Miss Martina- - I mean…
M-mistress…” Amelia finally replied, placing her hands on her stomach
and then shyly sliding them up toward her breasts as she spoke, gasping
softly in surprise as either thumb grazed her nipples through the thin
fabric of her oversized nightshirt.
“That’s a good warrior
of justice…” “Now I want you to close your eyes and massage them.”
Martina said with as much authority as she could muster while struggling
to keep her face impassive.
Amelia blushed even more vividly
as she glanced down at her hardening nipples, before lifting her head
back up and complying meekly with Martina’s request.
The former princess of Zoana
traced her eyes over the form of the younger girl’s body through the
thin fabric of her nightshirt approvingly, before looking back up at
her face.
The Seyruun princesses’ eyes
where shut and her mouth had fallen partially open as she began to knead
her mounds in a more purposeful way.
Looks like she’s getting
into it.
“Next, I want you to slide
your hands under your nightshirt and continue where you left off at.”
Amelia snapped her eyes open
and slipped her hands down off of her chest in indecision. But, I
don’t have a bra on… I hardly ever wear one to bed…
The younger princesses’ thoughts
trailed off as her attention was suddenly drawn to a dull but insistent
throbbing between her thighs… Well… I did promise…
Amelia reasoned with herself as she closed her eyes once more and slipped
her hands underneath her nightshirt, sliding them slowly up her bare
tight stomach towards her supple breasts.
The princess began to lose
herself in the sensation of skin on skin as she massaged herself more
vigorously and on more specific areas of her breast.
Martina, who had already fought
off several strong urges to touch either the younger princess and or
herself at his point, spoke once more.
“Now I want you to slide
one of your hands down off of your chest and place it on the middle
of your stomach, do you understand?” She asked huskily.
“Yes…Mistress…” Amelia
managed still somewhat shyly before complying with the former princess
of Zoana’s request.
“Good girl, now I want you
to angle your fingers on the hand on your stomach toward your belly
button and then slide it in the straightest line that you can, while
following the curves of your own body until I say stop.”
The younger girl, getting very
close to the point of no longer caring, did as her “Mistress” instructed
wordlessly not to mention more than a little eagerly.
Martina told the Seyruun princess
to stop her hand directly over her own womanhood with the fingers curling
slightly underneath, she directed Amelia to pull slightly upwards and
against herself with her middle finger.
Amelia followed the instructions,
shuddering and letting out a sudden throaty moan as the shock of pleasure
that applying pressure to the sensitive area caused assaulted her. The
younger princess needed no further coaching as she bucked her hips reflexively
while exploring the sensitive folds of her womanhood through the crotch
of her quickly dampening panties.
Martina, who could stand her
growing arousal no longer, restrained the Seyruun princesses’ hands
a moment before reaching up to remove her shirt.
“I’ll take care of that
for you, my little princess.” Martina said in answer to Amelia’s
lusty moan of protest due to the interruption of her hands from their
prior exploration.
The sudden break in contact,
shocked the younger girl out of her cloud of lust momentarily, but the
headiness soon returned at the sound of the former princess of Zoana’s
voice as Martina then directed Amelia to place her right thigh between
Martina’s legs and then press it against her own aching womanhood.
After Amelia had complied,
the former princess of Zoana reached her own hand up and placed it in-between
the younger girl’s legs and applied slight pressure to the sensitive
slit with her own middle finger.
Amelia, once again needing
no prompting, immediately began to rock back and forth against Martina’s
hand, first slowly and then with more earnest while she stimulated the
older girl’s love with her thigh.
The former princess of Zoana
began to moan openly as the friction that Amelia was exerting on her
womanhood continued to increase with the rocking.
She reached a hand up to cup
one of Amelia’s now bare breasts as she began to reach her breaking
point. The headboard of the bed which had just recently began to thud
against the wall lightly, was now wracking against it very noticeably
as both princesses’ breathing began to come in ragged gasps.
Amelia leaned down and kissed
Martina deeply, caught up completely in her passion as the rhythm of
her rocking suddenly became jerky and sporadic as the intensity of her
first ever orgasm over took her.
The former princess of Zoana
melted into the kiss as a few seconds later, the sudden increased pressure
of Amelia’s thigh as well as the sudden shudders of ecstasy from the
younger princess took her over the edge and into ultimate bliss as well.
Amelia collapsed on top of
Martina and the two of them merely laid still breathing heavily for
a long moment as the sun began to rise, light gradually spilling over
the windowpane and finally into the inn room.
Amelia was the first to break
the silence between them.
“Miss… Martina…?” she
asked, her face still buried within Martina’s breast.
“Yes, Princess Amelia?”
Martina asked sleepily.
“What… what just happened?”
“Why, a blessing from the
Monstrous Zoamelgustar of course.”
FIN
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