Out of Control

Out of Control

Disclaimer: Lodoss is copyright of Ryo Mizuno and Kadokawa Shoten/TV Tokyo. 1) Yes, Ashram and Pirotess is one of my fav couplings. 2) Meant to take place before: Beld\'s death and Ashram meeting Pirotess. Also, for the sake of description, Leylia\'s body = Karla\'s body.

\"Well, well, well, Ashram. Finally returned?\"

A sweating, heavily breathing Ashram turned around to see the unwelcomed intruder in his room. \"Damn witch,\" he hissed.

\"Oh yes, Ashram. Damn me. All are quite quick to doing that.\"

\"With reason.\"

\"You make me laugh, dear General.\"

\"Too bad I couldn\'t make you die.\"

\"Tsk tsk.\" Karla smirked at him, her light lavender colored dress shifting seductively on Leylia\'s slight frame.

\"Why are you here?\" Ashram growled at her, grabbing a towel to dry himself off.

Karla stepped over beside the Black Knight and whispered in his ear, \"I\'m not too sure. Maybe I simply wanted to jest you, or even stare at those rippling muscles.\"

\"Don\'t insult me, witch.\" Ashram narrowed his eyes at her in disgust.

\"Who said I was insulting you?\", chuckled Karla.

\"Fuck you, witch.\"

\"Such language, really, Ashram.\"

\"If you have something to do here, witch, feel free to do it now.\"

Karla stood in front of the candle, which lit up the room. The light shimmered on the sheer material covering her body. It outlined the body she had stolen. The curves of her body were accented. Nipples were seductively highlighted, and Ashram could glance a patch of dark hair showing through the light.

Ashram glanced at her, lingering perhaps longer than he had originally wished to. A fleeting thought with something about shapely legs in long dresses occupied his mind for a split second.

Karla smirked, the grin perhaps piercing into Ashram\'s soul. \"Do you like what you see, Ashram?\"

Ashram growled at her, saying, \"Witch, that isn\'t even your own damned body. How can you ask if I think *your body* looks nice?\"

She laughed, a high, deep sound. \"Ashram, how can you think that I don\'t consider these bodies as my own?\"

Ashram turned away, deep muscles flexing. \"Whatever, just leave, woman.\"

\"I got upgraded to woman now, have I?\"

\"Go fuck yourself hard.\"

\"But I can\'t, boy, I need some to- \" She stepped over, wrapping her arms around his chest, pressing her breasts against his upper back, \"enter me, slowly, sweetly, but *hard*.\"

His eyes widened for a split second, and Ashram hated himself for the rise in his pants. \"And you expect me to be the one to do this, Karla?\"

\"I don\'t expect you to, I demand that you do.\" Slim fingers slid over pink nipples on his chest, rolling them between deft fingers.

\"Mmmmm...well, if you think you can put it that way, witch...\" Ashra whipped around with a start, grasping Karla\'s arms. A smile invaded both of their faces as Ashram pulled Karla in for a swift kiss. She moaned as a warm tongue slipped past her lips, probing the depths of her strawberry honeysuckle flavored mouth. She bit his lips gently, drawing a bit of blood before licking it away.

He grinned, pulling away slightly to lean his head down to claim a pale neck. His hands ran the full length of her body, cupping full buttocks in his hands.

\"That\'s nice, boy, but I believe I would like a little more *heated* action.\"

Pushing her down towards the bed, Ashram pulled onto the laces securing the back of the dress. She licked at his lips, both with a burning hunger. Karla held her arms around his hips, pulling them together and grinding as he set her back on the bed. She could feel thought his pants that yes, he was quite as large as they said he was.

\"Now now, Ashram, its my turn.\" Ashram looked at her angrily, but could not protest as tight magical bonds secured his wrists tightly to the bedpost. \"Ashram, you don\'t seem to realize. No one dominates me, as I am always in control.\"

Karla sd ond one leg over each side of Ashram\'s hips, grinding down on his crotch. Securing her hands on the sides of Ashram\'s pants, she murmured, \"My, my, you aren\'t wearing anything under these...\"

He groaned, his breath heavily coming but lacking the necessary voice to confrher.her. She slowly but surely unlaced his trousers, making sure to brush against his pride with her fingertips, enjoying his quick intake of breath. She slipped his pants off with one fluid motion, letting his member be free. \"Ashram, you do look rather...eager...\"

Bright eyes looked back at her, glinting fiercely. She reached down, and let her hand squeeze his full length. His hips buckled up, but she held him down with her other arm. She moved her hand slowly up and down, agonizingly sweet. Ashram gasped when her thumb began to swirl over his tip, teasing the slit there.

\"Do you wish me to go faster, General?\"

He finally uttered words that seemed more like a rough whisper than a growl, \"Yes, witch.\"

\"Now, now...\" she said taking his precious sac into her other hand, a slight tug accompanying it.

Sighing, his hands beginning to clench in the bed sheets, he whispered, \"Fine, woman.\"

A tougher pull, almost painful, accompanied wor words, \"Let me hear my name on your lips.\"

\"Karla.\"

\"Better.\" Holding his pride, she slid a silky hand around his length, the other hand\'s fingers swirling around his head. She worked him to completion, his hands clenching at bed sheets and his seed spilling onto his stomach, carefully missing Karla\'s pale dress. Chheavheaving, Ashram opened his eyes again to Karla idly toying with his perked nipples.

\"My turn, witch.\" He lifted his hips up quickly, swinging one leg up and around Karla\'s waist, pushing her forward onto his chest. \"My, that *is* a nice rear you have here,\" he whispered in her ear confidently.

\"What are planning to do, Black Knight?\"

\"Release me, and see.\" She looked at him for a few seconds, seemingly contemplating her next course of action, as the wrong one could mean death.

\"Fine...\" He smiled and the bonds disappeared, leaving the Grey Witch on Ashram\'s lap.

“Finally.” Peeling off what remained of her dress off her body, he stroked her cheek with the slightest of affection. He looked her over, noticing that she, like him, wore nothing under her clothes. Nipples were peaked, nubs against heavy breasts. Her stomach was thin, hips narrow, with a small thatch of black hair guarding her entrance.

He held her lbreabreast with his right hand, his thumb stroking her nipple. She slid her head back at this, enjoying the feeling. Ashram switched over to the other twin, rubbing softly but rolling the nubs between his fingers with a pinch. Satisfied with her breasts, he lifted his head to claim her lips, as he was gentle with his female lovers. He knew that his main goal was down in her trimmed patch, and his hands teased the hair there. She let a breath escape her lips, and gasped sharply as he slipped two fingers inside her. \"Tight, Karla...\"

Her eopenopened suddenly, as his thumb stroked her jewel. \"I\'m not about to be your whore, Ashram.\"

\"Did I ask you to?\"

\"I can see it in your eyes and in your soul.\"

\"If you can see that, then see this...\" He flipped over gently so that his body was hovering over hers, his member erect once again. He laid a hand on her hips and glanced into her momentarily...scared?...eyes. Bringing one arm around her head for support, he almost smiled at how her black, raven hair was spread around her body. This might have been someone else\'s body he was about to take, but the witch fit it perfectly.

Her legs parted for him, and he slid in softly. He bit back a groan, as fire spread through his groin. \"You are...so tight...and hot.\" Heed ied inside her, thrusting gently at first but then harder and harder as her nails ripped against his back. He could feel her breast up rubbing against his torso, her nipples hard.

Shisedised her head to kiss him, as she said, \"My, I think you need a shave.\" Ashram grinned at Karla, as their hips were clamped tightly together. He thought instantly that she fit him perfectly. His seed exploded inside of her, perhaps taking root, and he snarled as she gasped quickly. This moment was a frame almost permanently in their lives. Struggling to stay up, he trembled. \"That was...intense...\" She just laid there, breathing softly.

\"I think this is getting out of control...\"

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I hate this fic, I hate it. I can\'t stand writing lemons in third person, they have to be in first person. Then again, I can\'t stand writing many fics in third person mode. I don\'t know, the lemon just didn\'t seem lemony enough. This fic gives me a weird feeling (and no, nothing perverted, people). So...I dunno, the jury is out on this one. But might be related to Don\'t Deny Me (this was the couple, anyway).

-Kuja no Miko/Ashram no Shugotenshi

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