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Chapter 7 Changes (2)
Zelgadiss watched Amelia nervously, wondering if he had won this round. He knew it was cruel to her to have promised to...to have sex with her when that was the last thing he intended to do. So far, his delaying tactics had been on the whole successful.
She hadn't complained when, after they had spent untold minutes cuddling, he announced he wanted to bathe. He didn't bother mentioning that it would be a cold bath. She had even encouraged him, saying that she would see what could be done towards dinner, since she was hungry and she was certain he could stand eating something before bed.
She had 'borrowed' his clothes while she was at it. All she had left him was his robe. Then he discovered what she had gotten them for dinner.
The presentation was lovely, he had to admit that. The two teacups were beautiful works of art. The bowl of stew was steaming, with a sprig of a foreign herb called parsley looking crisp sitting on the center and clearly intended to be eaten from directly.
The tie had come loose on Ame's b's belt, too, and it hung open just enough for him to see that she was wearing nothing but the robe. He wasn't sure why he felt relieved when she reassured him that she hadn't actually left her rooms, and had cooked the stew herself. He was doing his best to ignore the fact that she blushed cutely as she said that.
Now they were sitting on the couch, with her sitting in his lap and leaning against him. He was, in his opinion, doing a wonderful job of ignoring the fact that she was warm, , an, and almost completely naked. She hadn't said anything yet about being poked by something.
The bowl had been emptied quickly. The stew had tasted good, and it had felt somehow wrong to talk while they shared it. Amelia looked drowsy, and he thought that perhaps if he carried her to bed carefully enough she might be willing to just sleep, snuggling together.
He lifted her up gently, nervous in case she might protest. When she smiled and cuddled closer to his chest, he relaxed and started heading for the bed.
Amelia sighed happily as Zelgadiss-sama cradled her against his chest. She felt wonderful; he'd been so nice and understanding. He'd not insisted on making love immediately after their conversation or otherwise rushed her, but had been content to cuddle together.
She had done her best to repay him. While he bathed, she had remembered that she'd forgotten to make sure his pajamas had gotten washed during the day, and noticed that his clothes had gotten dirty. She went ahead and sent them to the laundry room, knowing that they'd be returned in the morning. She had then gone ahead and done her best to prepare a meal for him, since she'd been unable to arrange for something to be sent from the kitchen while it was still early enough that the kitchen would have been cooperative.
Amelia would have preferred to have had two separate bowls for the stew she'd made. She had added to her grocery list a request for more china, in pairs, while Zelgadiss-sama had still been bathing. She didn't regret doing so, because while she had enjoyed getting to cuddle with Zelgadiss-sama while eating, she wanted to have it by choice next time instead of necessity.
Now Amelia felt relaxed, her stomach full of good, warm food. She could tell that Zelgadiss-sama was carrying her to bed, and she felt ready for what she certainly hoped he was planning on doing once there. She had felt evidence of his arousal poking her almost all through dinner.
She was certain that this was what she wanted. He'd been very kind to her, kinder than she'd had any reason to expect a customer to be. She knew that it wasn't unknown for a customer to actually want to do nothing more that cuddle and maybe kiss, but... She had become certain early on that Zelgadiss-sama wanted more than just that and the reason he wasn't trying to do more with her was because he genuinely cared for her.
She wasn't sure that it wasn't too early to say that she was in love with him, with all that would imply. They'd only known each other for about three weeks, and they'd only rarely talked about themselves. Until now, they'd never spoken about their pasts, or about anything more important in their lives than the relevant parts of their schedules.
Amelia felt a slight twinge of guilt at the thought of schedules, and was thankful that he was distracted by the door to the bedroom. She wasn't certain how little he knew about female biology, but he seemed to be oblivious to the fact that her time of the month was almost certainly due soon. At least some good had come of that day's events. It would have been uncomfortable for the both of them if she'd had to ask Zelgadiss-sama to make love to her because...that was coming up and she needed to be at least able to honestly say that they were trying.
She sighed happily as Zelgadiss-sama put her down on the bed, and stretched out in glad anticipation. Finally, she'd get to do her job and remember doing it.
Amelia smiled as he lay down beside her and pulled her against him, embracing her. She cuddled even closer to him and waited for Zelgadiss-sama to do...something.
After a few minutes of listening to his soft breathing and waiting, she pulled back and looked at his face. His eyes were closed, and his expression peaceful. Under other circumstances, she might have happily let him sleep, except...
Amelia still felt the proof that he was ready and able to make love to her poking her thigh, and she doubted that anybody could fall asleep as quickly as he seemed to have without some prior sign of lethargy.
"Zelgadiss-sama...?" She frowned as his eyelids twitched in response. He was feigning being asleep...? How unjust! He'd promised her... "I know you're awake, Zelgadiss-sama, and I know that you're...able." He blushed, but didn't open his eyes. "Why don't we make love now?"
His eyes shot open. "What? Now...?"
"Zelgadiss-sama, did you think I'd not have enjoyed sitting in your lap like you enjoyed having me there?"
"I... But I don't want to..."
Amelia sat up and turned to glare down at him, and he rolled onto his back so he could more comfortably watch her. "Why, Zelgadiss-sama? Do you prefer older women? Younger women? Men?"
"No! I just...don't want to." He looked away from her, not wanting to say more or stare at her. Her robe had fallen farther open as she'd sat up, no longer revealing only glimpses of the pale skin of her breasts. Now, when she moved, he got glimpses of her stiff nipples. He didn't dare look farther down, or touch her breasts like he yearned to do.
"Zelgadiss-sama, if you didn't want to, it was very unjust of you to promise to make love to me! Even if you didn't want to dpoinpoint me, or hurt my feelings, it's only right for you to tell me the truth!"
Ignored his attempts to stop her, she pushed the sheets away and tugged his robe open enough so that his manhood was exposed. "Why don't you understand, Zelgadiss-sama? I want to do this...your body, at least, wants to do this... Please, let's make love..."
He sighed, realizing that he wasn't going to be able to put this off. She was going to insist, he was going to hurt her, and...she'd not want to be with him anymore. It didn't help that she had moved so that she was straddling him, and he could no longer keep from seeing what her partially-open robe was unable to hide. "Alright, then."
"Thank you, Zelgadiss-sama..." Amelia carefully lowered herself onto his erection, trying to remember everything the other girls had told her about this and praying that she was ready. It looked big, and inside her it felt even bigger...
Zelgadiss stared as Amelia slowly, hesitating every so often, lowered herself. He wanted to look away, as it was hard enough not to groan in pleasure at how tight her womanhood felt around him, but... She didn't look like she was enjoying it, and it would only make it worse if she got the impression that he enjoyed seeing her in pain.
Finally, Amelia had fit his stiff length completely inside of her, and she looked at him with a slightly confused and rather embarrassed expression. "Ummm... Zelgadiss-sama...?"
He grit his teeth, trying both to prepare himself for the blow and keep himself from grabbing her hips and moving her himself. "Yes, Amelia?"
"...what am I supposed to do now?"
He sweatdropped, and gave up on trying to hold himself back.
I've realized that I need to expand on the setting time-wise of this story. To start with, this is not modern-set. The primary sources, aside from Slayers, of the setting are late Victorian & Edwardian England, America between the turn of the (20th) century and the Great Depression, and late Tokagawa & Meiji Japan. Most of the truly modern elements are directly from Slayers itself. (A few things might get randomly shuffled in, too.)
If anybody is interested on which of those (not including Slayers), is being used for what... The culture is taken from England and Japan, in pretty much equal measure. The technology is mostly from America during the first three decades of the previous century, though thi things are at later stages in development. This story's world isn't really supposed to be an analogue of our own at any given time.
The distinction between saying, in this setting, that you 'like' somebody and 'love' them does bear a short note. 'Love,' when not referring to the sort which is supposed to exist within a family, normally implies that you desire a long-term committed relationship with the other person. Neither Zelgadiss or Amelia are likely to say that they love the other one too quickly, particularly since it would be rather awkward under the present circumstances for them to marry.
Dark chocolate and reviews will encourage me to work on getting the next chapter out sooner.
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