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Chapter Four
“Lina-san.”
She moaned a bit as he ground his hips against
hers, driving her up against the wall. The room was pitch-black, save for a
small sliver of light that sneaked in through the crack below the door,
scattering its subtle essence across the floor. The darkness along with the
intimate spacing between Lina and her lover made the room seem much smaller; it
became harder to breathe. And as much as she tried to make out the shape of her
lover in the dark, she could not. But the setting did not seem to bother him
and his finely tuned senses, and it seemed like he could clearly see her body
despite the obscurity; or maybe he just intuitively knew exactly the right
places where his hands should go.
Sweat trickled down the sides of her neck as she
threw her head back and gasped for air. She lifted her knee and slid her thigh
against the legs of her lover, who caught it in turn and pulled it up to the
height of his waist. She squeaked ever so slightly at the sudden lack of
flooring beneath her feet when he pulled her other leg forward as well, then
continued their endeavors. As she neared her first climax, she kissed the lips
of her lover in desperation, not knowing what else to do as her emotions began
to flood. She was about to lose herself--she felt like she was teetering on the
edge of existence and oblivion.
As she steadied herself in preparation for
orgasm, she caught a glint of her lover’s dark amethyst eyes against the pool
of darkness. Her eyes shut tightly as she gasped his name: Xel-
“--oss.”
“Yes?”
Her eyes widened. At first, she couldn’t figure
out where she was or what was going on, but then her messy thoughts quickly
started to fall into place. It was morning, and she had just woken up from a
dream--
Her face flushed an extremely bright red. No…I
did…with Xelloss, she thought, clasping her hands to the sides of
her face to hide her embarrassment. Then she added, “I hope no one heard
anything I said.”
“Heard what?”
She jumped clear across the room, landing
awkwardly on her rear. There Xelloss was, casually hovering in midair with a
teacup in hand and his legs crossed. The smug grin on his face made Lina feel
extremely insecure, and she once again turned beet red. “Y-you didn’t hear
anything…did you?” she asked hesitantly.
He paused to think for what seemed like hours to
Lina, then replied, “Well, you were making odd noises in your sleep…”
Lina stiffened. Oh, hell...
“…that sounded a little like you had a bad
stomach ache. I thought of waking you up, but then decided it would be best not
to,” he concluded with a small chuckle, well aware of the sorceress’s terrible
sleeping habits. She was impossible to rouse once she was asleep, and those who
tried to do something about her often received bruised eyes like a certain
little princess in the past.
Lina loosened and exhaled a rather long sigh of
relief as he finished his sentence. It was embarrassing enough to have had the
dream in the first place--she didn’t need him knowing or teasing her
about it. She got up and quickly excused herself from the room, hiding her pink
blush behind her bangs. As she rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes and
cleaned herself up in the bathroom, her thoughts kept drifting back to the
dream she had the night before. Was it really Xelloss whom she was sharing
passionate exchanges with? He seemed a bit different somehow; or maybe it was she
who saw him differently. She paused when it came time to fit her ring around
her finger, but after a moment of deliberation she decided to put it on anyway.
She felt insecure without it there.
When she was done, she returned to the bedroom
to quickly grab her belongings, ignoring the priest whose smile was far too large
to mean nothing.
It was a rather dreary, rainy day outside, and
the mood set by the atmosphere literally sucked all the life out of Lina. She
chewed on her biscuits at breakfast with little energy, for once eating more
like a proper person because of the lethargy that she could not overcome.
Xelloss sipped tea quietly, respecting her silence. He glanced around the room,
noting the lack of customers and the lonely host who looked equally as bored.
The young man was leaning against the bar as he wiped the glassware down with a
white cloth, stifling a yawn here and there that managed to escape his lips. Indeed,
it was an unbearably slow day.
Then Xelloss noticed something strange. Lina’s
face seemed unnaturally flushed, and her eyes looked a bit droopy. He analyzed
the situation, trying to determine what could be the problem. Had he been a
little more familiar with human illnesses, he would have immediately surmised
that Lina was suffering from a fever, and the most probable cause of that was
the time she spent out in the rain the day before. But since he was not an
expert on the matter, he figured it might be best to ask. “Are you feeling
okay, Lina-san?”
She answered him with a weak “Huh?” He blinked
at her and made a worried face which she returned with a look of confusion.
“What do you mean?” she asked as soon as a small chill seized her body.
“Well…” He pointed at her plate. “You’re not
eating.”
She looked down. He was right--there was still
food on her plate, and that in itself was abnormal. But when she gazed at the slices
of turkey drowned in gravy alongside bread rolls and a serving of vegetables,
she felt strangely sick to the stomach. Uncharacteristically, she pushed the
plate away from her and said, “I don’t really have an appetite right now.”
Now he knew something was wrong. “That’s really
strange,” he said. “Can I do something--”
It seemed that Lina had reached her limit, for
in one moment she had begun to sway and in the next she was literally falling out
of her chair; Xelloss quickly teleported to her side in that instant to catch
her as she fell. The host was bereft of words as he watched this scene unfold,
after which he rubbed his eyes a bit and convinced himself that he had just
been seeing things. There’s no way that man could have teleported like that,
he reassured himself.
Xelloss was actually very concerned. He didn’t know
what was wrong with her, but if it was severe enough to make her faint, he
figured it must have been serious. He lifted her into his arms and rushed over
to where the young man stood. “Excuse me, could you tell me what has happened
to her?” he asked, holding up the weakly girl in his arms.
The boy frowned slightly. “I’m not a doctor,” he
said. “But there is one at the northwest corner of town. He goes by the name of
Raddox, if you wish to seek him out.”
Lina managed to gain a bit of conscious then. “That’s
alright…just take me…to the room, please,” she told Xelloss, and closed her
eyes again to rest. He seemed unpleased with her decision, but if that was what
she wanted, he would deliver. He thanked the boy anyway and left behind a small
tip in exchange for leaving a mess at their table, then took Lina back up the
stairs to the room.
This would be…the second time.
Rather than struggle with the doorknob again,
Xelloss teleported straight through the door with the weak sorceress in his
arms. His paces became slower and smaller as he came closer to the bed. Lina
was really warm; he could feel the heat she generated through his clothes. For
some odd reason, he felt reluctant to put her down; he felt comfortable having
her so near. He glanced down, wondering what he could do for the girl who
looked like she was suffering so badly.
And then the nonsense of the situation struck
him. Why was he having these thoughts and feelings? He had never felt so
possessed by anyone before--so completely obsessed and so deprived of control
over his thoughts and feelings. He was robbed of them; she took hostage each
and every one of them. But the worst part of it was that it wasn’t reciprocated.
He wanted her to think of him and only him as he did of her. He wanted her to taste
this intense longing he had for her--to belong solely and entirely to him. That
had been the goal all along. But she remained bound by his past, and he, on the
other hand, was not. He had never developed close ties with any single
individual in the past--he had been wise enough not to. When did his game get
turned back around on him?
He set her down on the bed and pulled the covers
up to her chin before starting out on his way. But he paused in mid-stride and
turned back to face her. She was still fast asleep, though it was a troubled
slumber; he could tell by the look on her face--those closely knit eyebrows and
the slightly open mouth that huffed warm air. She pulled at the neck of her
shirt as if she were suffocating.
When Xelloss placed his hand on her forehead to
brush back her sweat-soaked bangs, she seemed to relax ever so slightly in
response to his touch. He blinked curiously, wondering whether it was just
coincidence or if he had really been the cause of her ease. He removed his hand
from that spot and pressed the backs of his fingers against her warm neck. Then
he slipped a finger underneath the golden chain of her necklace and pulled the
gem--his gem--out into view.
He tapped it twice with his index finger, after
which it began to glow a light blue hue. It generated waves of cool air that
washed over her body, cooling her sweat-covered skin. He left her with this
small spell, hoping it would help reduce the suffering she endured.
Lina felt remarkably better when she woke up later
in the day as the sun began to set. Her fever had gone down, and now she was
only dealing with bodily pains and stiffness. As she tossed the sheets off her
body to get up, she grimaced. Her body was so caked with sweat that her clothes
stuck to her, and she felt gross from head to toe. “I need a bath,” she stated
as she hopped off the bed and tossed her cape and gloves onto the chair, noting
how sore her body felt. She turned towards the bathroom, paused as her brain
processed, and turned back around to see what was on the desk in front of her.
A small bag was set there with a small note: “For Lina-san.” She flipped the
scrap of paper over to look for a sender and saw the message, “That’s a
secret!” scribbled there. She giggled slightly into the back of her hand. That’s
not much of a secret, she thought, but she was charmed nonetheless.
Lina unraveled the bag, allowing its contents to
form a small pile on top of the cloth that bound it. It was a white powder,
which Lina assumed was probably medicine he had acquired from the local doctor.
Against my orders, she thought, but she was still grateful to him for
it.
She dipped her finger in the fine powder and
licked a bit of it off, pursing her lips at the bitter taste. It’s medicine,
alright. She hated taking medicine, but since he already got it for her she
would take advantage of it. Speaking of Xelloss…
“…where is he?” she wondered aloud as she turned
to scan the room. There was no sign of the trickster priest, or anything to
indicate when he had last been in the room. She shrugged. It wasn’t a big deal;
he was free to come and go whenever he wished. It’s not like I… She
paused midway through her thought and made a face. “It’s not like I miss him or
anything when he’s not around,” she muttered adamantly as she pouted.
She blushed and fidgeted for a moment before leaving
the room, walking quickly as though she intended to outrun the embarrassment
that stuck to her like an annoying little flea.
Lina returned from her bath to find the
fireplace already lit. She blinked at this, wondering who did it and when, but
quickly assumed it was Xelloss since no one else would have known her current
location. She glanced over to the window for him but only found that it had
been opened and exited, letting some of the cold night air in. She shivered and
quickly took refuge near the fire, rubbing her arms to provide some feeble
warmth.
As she spent more time next to the fire, the heat
of the flames began to warm her chilled body. Soon enough, the tenseness of her
muscles began to melt away. Lina folded her arms atop her knees and gently
rested her head in the nest of her arms. There was no warmer spot in the room
than the area right next to the fire, and her natural dislike of the cold was
only worsened by the greater sensitivity to it caused by her fever. It felt
like needles were being driven into her feet when she walked across the icy wooden
floorboards. She let go of a heavy sigh and tilted her head slightly as she
closed her eyes, losing herself to a Zen-like state.
Xelloss slipped in through the window to find
her in this moment of peace, gazing into the fire with an absent look to her
eyes. A small smile played upon his lips as he tiptoed across the room to her,
careful not to bring his presence to her awareness. It would be more fun if he
could catch her by surprise. He came upon her from behind and wrapped his arms
around her small frame, resting his chin atop her narrow shoulder as he hugged
her. She stiffened at first, startled by his sudden approach and the warm breath
that tingled against her ear. The sensation made her shiver ever so slightly,
something that she knew Xelloss noticed, but instead of teasing her, he simply
held her more tightly. She blinked a couple of times, a bit surprised by his
silent and uncharacteristically passive behavior, before relaxing into his
embrace. She was a bit tired because of her cold, after all, and he was
fairly warm and cozy to snuggle up against. There was no reason not to
accept his kind and inviting gesture.
She closed her eyes for several minutes, basking
in his warmth and allowing her muscles to relax. She felt so comfortable that she
didn’t even budge when she felt something brush against her chest. Glancing
down with drowsy eyelids, she saw that Xelloss was observing the necklace he
had given her a while ago.
“I see you still wear it, Lina-san,” he noted
cheerily.
“Un,” she murmured in response, nodding her head
ever so slightly. She reached up with her own hand and took the gem from his
fingers, lifting it up to where they would both have a better view of it. It
looked particularly mesmerizing against a background of fire; the amethyst was
well complemented when licked by flames of red.
Lina sucked in a breath of air as she felt his lips
brush against the nape of her neck. Her eyes could have been deceived, but the
flames seemed to dance more wildly as he worked his way across her shoulder, stretching
the neck of her shirt as he came nearer to the end. She felt his other hand
working at the buttons of her silky white pajamas, undoing first the top one,
then the second. Her shirt easily slid off her shoulder then, held up only by
the curve of her elbow as her skin became exposed to the air.
He kissed her shoulder blade, nibbling ever so
slightly at the little sensitive spot in the center of her back. Lina twitched,
dropping her arm as an uncontrollable quake rippled through her body. Her shirt
slipped further, but she quickly caught it before she became uncomfortably
exposed. He paused, then reached up with his hands to massage her shoulders,
loosening her sudden tension there.
She liked the skilled movements of his fingers,
and to encourage him she lifted her hair, twisting it up to get it out of his
way. She held it up with her hand for a while before Xelloss stopped his task
in order to lower her hand, sweetly planting a kiss on the back of it as her
hair unraveled and settled back in place. He smiled. It was like her hair
itself was the fire that complemented his crystalline amethyst eyes. Compared
to the fire that was burning, her hair ignited a much hotter flame in the core
of his being.
He meticulously parted her hair into two halves,
tossing each side over her shoulders to expose the smooth skin on her back. He
leaned in, but instead of kissing her sweet skin he left puffs of his breath at
spots he passed. He knew the trick was to keep her wanting and expecting more.
She’d break much more easily that way.
The other sleeve suddenly fell off of her left
shoulder, and Xelloss sincerely wondered whether it occurred on its own or if
Lina had discreetly done it herself. Whatever may have been the case, a large
mischievous grin emerged on his face, and he sneaked his arms around her waist.
She jumped a bit, obviously not expecting to find his hands there, and managed
to turn her head ever so slightly before he blew a breath of cold air across
the back of her neck, making goose bumps rise on her skin.
“Ah,” she cried ever so slightly in response, a
sound that Xelloss found to be particularly cute. He chuckled and rubbed his nose
against the side of her neck, then ran his tongue across her bumpy, supple
skin. She closed her eyes and leaned against him as his hands gradually climbed
upward, molding her skin and coming to a halt just below her breasts. Then,
carefully, he slid up and took both into his hands, massaging them gently as he
kissed up and down her neck.
Lina could feel something rising from deep
within herself. It was a strange feeling--something that she had never felt
before. Was it related to the same beast that surfaced every time they kissed?
In a way, it was, but in many other ways it wasn’t. It, too, wanted more, but
at the same time, it was not nearly as bold or confident as the other being.
This one, instead, felt a little timid.
He tugged a bit at her shirt, attempting to slip
it up over her head, but she resisted, keeping her arms pressed tightly against
her sides as a sort of buffer zone. After a while, he lifted the back of her
shirt up and kissed down her spinal cord, sending a series of sharp jolts up
and down her body. For just a brief second, she let her guard down, and he once
again attempted to take her shirt from her.
“No!”
She pushed away from him then, putting distance
between them. As her eyes fell upon him, her breath caught in her throat. He looked
so confused--so lost. Her throat ran dry as she was struck with the realization
that she hadn’t meant what she did, but she didn’t know what to do to fix the
situation at hand. And that look on his face--it reminded her of the searching
look she saw when she first discovered that his master was dead, and she felt distraught
to once again find that his eyes did not reflect her in his amethyst depths. He
had gone somewhere else--somewhere far away.
She leaned forward and reached out to touch him,
but he immediately flinched and pulled away. “Xelloss,” she whispered, feeling
extremely disheartened by what was happening. He turned to look at her then,
but the look he gave her was alien to her; the usual gleam in his eyes was
missing.
He quickly pulled on his usual grinning façade.
“Hm? What is it, Lina-san?” he asked. When she didn’t respond, he stood up and turned
to the window. “Then, please excuse me.”
She lunged forward and grasped his cape,
pressing herself up against his back. For some reason, she felt that if she let
him go now, she wouldn’t see him again. When he refused to turn around, she got
the sinking feeling that she had been right. Burying her face into his back, she
softly whispered, “Stay.”
Lina took his hesitation as a good sign. Working
quickly, she slipped her arms around his abdomen and definitively repeated once
more, “Stay.”
He turned around then with a questioning look on
his face. She smiled at him, reassuring him that he could give her his trust,
and slowly he began to smile back. Her face turned a bit pink then. Damn it,
she cursed, unable to sort out the mess of emotions she was feeling. But if
nothing else, she knew that she didn’t want him to leave.
Though Lina did not quite understand the pushing
force behind her actions, she moved forward without paying it too much thought.
Capturing his gaze with her own look of ardor, she slipped the glove off his
hand and threw it aside as she caressed his soft skin with her own hands. He
watched her as she lowered her head and took his index finger into her mouth,
sucking on it gently as she ran her tongue along its length. She could feel his
breath catch, and with a satisfied grin she licked the tip of his middle
finger, enjoying the sweet taste of his skin.
Xelloss suddenly jerked his hand back and
grabbed hers, pulling her forward. With a smirk on his face, he brushed his
lips across the center of her palm, pausing to savor the blush and surprise
that emerged on her face, then began to suck on a sensitive area in the center
of her palm. She couldn’t quite discern whether the feeling was pleasurable or
unbearable--it was somewhere in between--and she instinctively took a step back.
He followed her closely, the pair behaving as though following the steps of a
dance as Lina unintentionally backed herself into a wall. Then he stopped
kissing her hand and pressed the back of it against his cheek, opening his eyes
to gaze upon her as his breaths became heavier, and the purple depths of his
eyes became mysteriously deeper.
Lina could hardly breathe as he closed in on
her, staring her down with an intense look. It was clear from the predatory
look in his eyes that something else had taken over, and this was no longer the
calm and composed Xelloss she was so accustomed to seeing. Xelloss himself
couldn’t clearly understand it--why or when his desire to possess her had
gotten so out of hand. He only knew one thing: he had to have her, right now.
The passionate kiss stole Lina’s breath away,
and she had to gasp for air when Xelloss pulled back for a brief break. He
kissed her again, aggressively probing his way into her mouth with his tongue,
seeking out a mate. Lina slipped a hand around his neck and pulled him closer,
returning his passion with her own as they both slipped down the wall, sinking to
the ground. At that point in time, she could already feel her body temperature
rising in anticipation as he reached around her and up the back of her shirt,
tracing a line up her spine and massaging her tender skin along the way with
his fingers.
She gasped again and shifted against his weight,
urging him for more. Though he took the process very slowly, his hands
eventually found their way back to her breasts. He took caution in feeling
them, waiting for a sign of approval before he began to fondle each one
tenderly. Then he slowly unfastened one button after another as he kissed his
way down the side of her neck to her collarbone, then down the center of her
bosom until he came to her exposed breast. He first gingerly kissed the tip of
it, raising the level of Lina’s desire by breathing warm air across the surface
of her skin. Then he took her breast into his mouth and mouthed it gently as
his other hand continued to knead her rosy skin. Lina’s face flushed a warm
shade of pink as she enjoyed his sweet pampering. He never once chided her for
having small breasts, and she appreciated it more than he would ever know.
She gasped as he suddenly slid a hand down her
pants and rubbed her gently, teasing. Her intake of air was interrupted when he
enclosed her lips with his own, unleashing a series of kisses on those plump,
red lips. She opened her legs a bit, expecting more to come, but was sorely
disappointed when he didn’t deliver. In an act of frustration, she bit his
bottom lip, hoping that it would encourage him to continue.
She was right. He obeyed her will
and slipped a finger on up inside of her. The feeling was so pleasurable that a
shiver shot up through her body, and she slid her fingers through his hair as
she moaned against his lips. But again he wouldn’t deliver quite fully, and he
rubbed her for only a moment longer before pulling out.
Lina made a slight whining sound,
to which he chuckled and playfully kissed her lips. He kissed her again,
sweeter this time, then slipped an arm under her legs and carried her over to
the bed. As she lay down, a realization suddenly swept through her. Oh shit,
I’m really gonna sleep with Xelloss. She paused when he kissed her. Oh,
what the hell.
He took her hand and kissed its
palm again, sucking on it gently like he had just a bit before. She watched
him, mesmerized, as he kissed his way up her arm to her neck. She wrapped her
arms around him as he nipped her with his mouth in the same tender spot again
and again, then slid his hands up her shirt and pulled it over her head. Then
he smiled at her, kissed her on the nose, and pulled her pants down. As he did
so, Lina took the liberty of pulling her undergarments off and tossed them
aside, adding to the growing pile of clothing on the ground beside her bed.
Seeing that she was the only one naked, she reached up to unfasten his cloak
for him, then proceeded to pull him down into a feverish kiss. He kissed her
back before moving aside to pull off the rest of his clothing as Lina watched
him, finally feeling the dreamy, romantic sensation robbing her of her senses.
He returned to her with a fervent
kiss, running his hands up and down the sides of her arms, then up her back,
down the outsides of her legs, and up the insides of her thighs. He paused
there, kneading her supple skin gently, annoying her and arousing her all the
same. He cupped her in his hand, and she prepared for insertion, but instead he
broke away from the kiss and lowered his head.
She moaned rather loudly as
pleasure seared throughout her body in the form of a small spasm. Feeling a bit
embarrassed by the extent of her reaction, she covered her mouth with one hand
as the other one clung desperately to the bed sheets. But Xelloss was quick to
respond, and he pulled her hand away, insisting, “I want to hear you,
Lina-san.”
Her face flushed red, but the
pleasure far outweighed the shame it was worth. Never would she have imagined
that ecstasy felt so good; it was far beyond her wildest expectations. She had
waited years to share this sort of moment with someone; someone she never would
have speculated to be Xelloss. He rose back up, kissed her on the forehead,
then the nose, then the lips. Each one oddly made her turn pinker; he was being
so sweet to her, and she suddenly felt shy about it. Then he gently pushed her
legs apart, slipped down, and entered her.
Lina felt something between
pleasure and pain (or pleasure from pain) as he stretched her for the first
time. He started with a slow, steady rhythm, but Lina quickly grew impatient.
She turned her head and bit his ear, biting hard enough to cause him some pain,
knowing he would respond.
And he did. She felt him shiver,
pause, then thrust more aggressively. She cried out--more out of surprise than
from pain. She began to pant as he quickened his pace, an irregular breathing
pattern that was interrupted only by the occasional moan.
She desperately clung to him as
they both approached climax. Hers came out in the form of a sound, and his came
soon after. Though he was silent, she could feel a spasm ripple in his shoulders,
followed by the appearance of goosebumps on his skin, and that was when she
knew that he had come. He paused briefly before pulling out of her, falling to
her side as they both fought to catch their breath, deed done.
He wrapped his arms around her and snuggled up
against her body, head resting on her chest like a child. Lina placed a hand
gently on his head and ran her fingers through his soft hair, cuddling him
gently. His silence bothered her. “Xelloss?”
“Yes, Lina-san?” he purred.
“…Nevermind,” she answered, and he resumed being
silently content with her tightly wound his arms. The happiness in his voice
was somewhat befuddling, but Lina dismissed it from her mind. She closed her
eyes. She couldn’t figure out what she was feeling at the time, but she was
feeling something, and that bothered her.
She covered her face with the back of her hand,
blotting out the light so that she could get some much-needed sleep. But that
wasn’t the only reason for hiding her eyes--she was so close to tears, for she
was holding one man while her thoughts were occupied with another.
She opened her eyes halfway, pondering the ring that
remained fastened around her finger until fatigue took a firm hold on her and
sent her off into a world of dreams.
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