Crossfire

***Let me inside no cause for alarm...***
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I felt her shiver the moment I melded into the darkness of her room and smirked. I loved that about her, the fact that no matter what the world may see me as she could feel the full depth of my darkness in just a shiver.

I waited for the familiar taste of her fear to slip into her wanton dreaming lust but it never came. Fascinated I moved closer, leaning in to her the name on her lips.
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***I promise tonight not to do no harm...***
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So close, our faces mere inches apart, my hair pooling on her cheeks as I bather her angelic countenance in the shadow of my presence.

The name it seemed, was mine.

I couldn't help it then, the small audible and physical start I gave at this revelation, and time seemed to slow as I watched her eyes pop open in terror.
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***I promise you baby,I won't be no harm...***
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I felt the shocked scream rise in her bosom and quickly I clamped my glove over her mouth, in the same moment realizing that it was the same glove that I came into just seemingly moments prior. In fact, I was quite certain the moment she gave in and stopped trying to bite me she'd be able to taste it. The thought sent a delicious shiver throughout me, hardening me in a way I had not felt in sometime.

I knew in that moment that I wanted her.

And now I knew just how to get her.

"Shh." I whispered leaning in and gently licking the ridge of her ear to still her struggling. "After all, this is what you want, isn't it?"

I leaned back, peering down at her bemusedly as she desperately shook her head with wide pleading eyes.

"Oh no?" I countered playfully, shifting above her and slipping my hand under the hem of her gown; skillfully spreading her legs with smooth force. "Then why were you moaning my name, eh Filia?"

I watched her blush, tasting her guilted embarrassment as she shook her head once more, her arguments muffled by my firm hand.

"And what about, this?" I whispered, feeling her lust and anticipation grow as I slowly traced my way up her inner thigh, two finger plunging deep into her wet and wanting folds.

Filia shuddered, arching up into me in pleasured shock and I smirked, ecstatic to finally be free to wreak havoc on the small nub of flesh that had taunted me for so long.

"My, my." I whispered, playing her like my own personal golden violin. "You are wet, aren't you, Filia? I must really have been something in that dream of yours."

I smirked, pulling out suddenly and drinking in the flush of cruel disappointment that rang through her.

Calmly I lifted my fingers to my lips, watching her eyes as the drank in the sight of me cleaning them pointedly with my equally skilled tongue.

"You want this, don't you, Filia?" I breathed leaning in once more, our nose touching as I bore into her wide blue depths with my piercing amethyst shards.

Her denial was of course, quite predictable, as was her brief longing hesitation before she remembered herself and I sighed; pressing my forehead against hers firmly before pulling back to meet her broken gaze once more.

"Filia, Filia, Filia." I murmured, making a light clucking noise with my tongue and enjoying the way it made her flinch. "Who are you lying for?"

I smirked, my free hand gently caressing her face the way I'd anticipated doing for so many nights now, my throat tightening as she briefly gave into it before remembering herself and staring at me in trapped terror.

"There's only us tonight." I coaxed softly, touching my nose to hers once more so to better drink in those cerulean blues. "And both of us know you want me."

She mumbled something then, something curious and quiet against the flat of palm and I pulled back to let her speak. "Hm? What was that?"

"Why are you here?" She repeated, genuine curiosity lining her face; bordering on suspicion.

"I told you." I replied coolly, tracing a skilled finger down her jaw and watching smugly as her eyes closed in a pleasured delight even she couldn't deny. "I heard you moaning my name."

"Yes." She stated soft deduction narrowing her gaze. "But why were you already here to hear it?"

"Because I wanted to be." I murmured nibbling on her earlobe pointedly. "And because..."

"And because?" She echoed breathlessly and I smirked pulling back and hovering just inches from her parted lips.

"And because," I spoke precisely, each word bring me closer to and closer to that perfectly pout of hers. "Sore wa himistu desu."
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*** And we're caught up in the crossfire... ***
*** A heaven and hell...***
*** And we're searching for shelter... ***
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I kissed her then, tasking her breath of my tongue and her will on my soul as I invaded her, our tongues dancing with a need like none which I had ever known.

It wasn't enough, I needed to be deeper, needed to taste all of her.

I needed it, and I wanted it. In that moment I wanted it more than anything in all the four worlds, and as my vigorous golden dragoness raked at my back I knew that she wanted it too.
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*** Lay your body down...***
*** Lay your body down...***
*** Lay your body down...***
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I broke away from her flushed and panting lips, ignoring her pleading and making my way back down her bare flesh to show her that my lips leaving hers would not be in vein. Slowly I captured one of her wanton nipples within mouth, sucking on it too the point of almost painful arousal, my amethsty shards drinking in Filia's face as she bit down hard on her lip to keep from scream.

Ah! Such delicious pain, I knew that I must reward her with a sudden burst of pleasure if I wished to get the flavor of my tea just right.

Calmly, I released her with a wolfish grin, slowly dragging way skillful tongue down her midsection before hesitating pointedly the cleft of her thigh. I paused, pressing my lips to the pale flesh just above her pelvis and sucked forcfully, feeling the blood rising up behind the pressure of my persuading.

Filia moaned, clamping a desperate hand over her mouth as she bucked into me and I stilled, pulling back and leering at the pleasing site of the small bruise my lips had made.

I could smell her lust, dripping of her in hungry waves and I dove in, reveling in every cry she let slip as I probed the full walls of her clearly virgin sex. She was so tight, every twitch of my tongue might have been thirty cocks in a whore. She wanted it so badly, as badly as I wanted her, perhaps even worse and I wanted to give it to her.

I pulled back dragging my tongue slowly up and down the erect pink nub of flesh that cried out for my release. She squealed violently, biting down on her own palm to try and keep her voice down and I grinned, lavishing the whole of her pink nub and folds with the wet skilled lapping of my tongue, slipping a gloved hand in to help widen her out for the painfully growing girth of my arousal.

She came crying out and drawing her own blood as tears of pleasure and pain flowed freely from her eyes. It was prefect! It was delicious!

I couldn't take it anymore!

I pulled back, wrenching her thighs apart and slamming into her as roughly and violently as I could manage, my own hand clamping over her mouth to choke off her screams as I tore through her last claim to innocence.

I could taste every delicious feel of her pain, of her lust, of her bliss and I loved it. Harder and harder I drove, desperate to make her feel all of that glorious ecstasy that she had previously only imagined. The she had previously only dreamed.

Oh! She felt so fucking good! The tightness of her flesh, the fresh wetness blooming out between us as her pain turned to pleasure and clawed into my own flesh, desperate to have me even deeper inside of her.

Desperate to feel me explode within her just as I was to see feel capsizing beneath me.

Harder, harder, we rode until finally she screamed, cleaving at my flesh until I couldn't help but follow her over that edge.

I collapsed against her then, lying there my hand still clutched against her mouth as she rested one atop it, the other gently snaking through my violet lock.

Tea had never tasted so sweet.