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Till The World Ends	By : arlette15626 Category: +S to Z > Slayers Views: 1686 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Till The World Ends
- 1
It was one of the least seedy inns they had ever stopped at.
Amelia sluggishly approached the front desk. She was so dead on her feet, all she wanted was one night of uninterrupted sleep. So she'd offered to book them all separate rooms on Seyruun's dime.
Lina certainly hadn't argued.
The young lady at the counter eyed the rag-tag bunch of travelers with curiosity. They looked to be two sorceresses and two mercenaries, and the little dark-haired one obviously had money.
There was a young-looking red haired girl trying to remain upright by hanging from the arm of a tall blonde man wearing armor. The other man, shorter and with a slimmer build, stood apart from the group. He was covered from head to toe in clothing, and had his arms crossed over his chest.
Daryn, the innkeeper's daughter, grinned to herself as she handed four keys to the small raven-haired girl. The man standing apart from the group had caught her eye, and it wasn't often that any man piqued her curiosity.
As the group headed for the stairs, Daryn watched with interest.
She was known around her small town, of course. Her father was fairly wealthy, since their inn did a lot of business with travelers and alcoholics. She was also known for her looks; medium height with a curvy build, huge hazel eyes and wavy platinum hair that fell to her waist. Daryn had no shortage of suitors, but she was also picky and demanding. She demanded the best, and was almost exclusively seen in intimate situations with passing dukes and duchesses who happened to pass through town.
Which is why it was so unusual for the silent man covered in shrouds to grab her attention, rather than the petite and very beautiful girl with the fat coin purse.
Daryn waited only an hour before following them upstairs.

**
Amelia yawned and stretched. It felt good to be out of her traveling clothes and into something much less restrictive. The cool wooden floorboards of her room felt heavenly against her bare feet, too.
The walls of the inn were very thin, because she could already hear Gourry quietly snoring on the opposite side of one wall, but Amelia knew she would easily be able to sleep through that.
Behind the other wall, Amelia could hear Zelgadis quietly shuffling around. He was likely preparing to read a bit before bed.
Amelia smiled to herself and heaved a little sigh. Zelgadis was truly a creature of habit, and she had gotten quite used to all his little habits during the time they'd spent together in Seyruun. It had been just the two of them for so many months, after they were no longer needed to aid Taforashia. Zelgadis had accompanied her back to Seyruun, and there he'd stayed. She hadn't even had to ask.
So it was strange being back with Lina and Gourry, because Zelgadis was back to keeping her at arm's length. The closeness they'd developed in Seyruun certainly wasn't akin to one of Amelia's heroic melodrama novels, but things had gotten extremely comfortable between them. The chimera had permanently let his guard down with her, or so she'd thought.
But once Lina and Gourry had come back on the scene, whisking them away on another adventure, Zelgadis had gone back to his old ways. He wasn't cold to her by any means, but he also wasn't coming to her room at night to chat about magic and history, or giving her back-rubs when she'd been in stuffy meetings all day.
Amelia flopped down in bed and closed her eyes.
She had nearly drifted off when she heard a soft knocking coming from Zelgadis' side of the wall.
His footsteps were incredibly light for someone made of stone, and there was a soft creak as the door was opened.
A hushed female voice. Zelgadis' hushed reply.
Amelia sat up, fully awake.
“What in the world?” the princess whispered to herself. She slowly crept out of bed and placed her ear up against the wall she shared with Zelgadis.
“It's just that I've never seen anyone like you before. I wonder what it would be like?” Amelia heard the female voice saying in a throaty whisper. The princess narrowed her eyes.
Zelgadis' answer was a bit louder, “I suppose you'll just have to keep wondering. Now please leave.” His tone left no room for argument, and any other person would have left in an instant. But whoever this mystery woman was, she was persistent.
“You're not even tempted?” Amelia heard the woman say. “You couldn't possibly find me unattractive. I mean, just look at me!”
Amelia clenched her jaw.
“Actually,” Zelgadis answered, “I find you very unattractive. Maybe not aesthetically, but your personality is horrid. Coming on to a complete stranger is not a quality I find attractive in a woman.”
“And if I wasn't a stranger?” was her rebuttal.
“Then we wouldn't be having this conversation. Because you'd know better.”
There was a long pause. The only sounds were the cicadas buzzing outside.
Then the woman said, “Ah, I see now. There must be someone else. Perhaps one of your traveling companions? Such a pity.”
And without another word, the woman seemed to show herself out. Amelia heard the sound of bare feet on wood, then the clicking of a latch, then the same soft footsteps outside of her own door.
Pride swelled in Amelia's heart. A beautiful woman had just thrown herself at Zelgadis, offered what seemed like no-strings-attached sex, and he'd turned her down!
Other than the fact that Zelgadis was a class act and would likely be turned off by that type of behavior, as he'd said, Amelia couldn't help but wonder about the last thing the woman had said.
Was there someone else he was waiting for? Someone who was not a stranger, who he hoped would come to his door?
Amelia walked to her own door and placed a hand loosely on the knob. She nearly thought better of it, but plunged ahead. She had to know.
Turning the knob, she could only hope she wasn't making a huge mistake.
**
Zelgadis was mad as hell.
The problem was, he couldn't figure out why he was so mad.
Sure, it's reasonable to be bent out of shape when some strange woman interrupts your nightly routine to offer meaningless sex because she thinks you look “interesting.” And it's not as if he'd gotten very many proposals like that since being turned into a chimera.
Maybe he was mad at himself for turning her down.
He had no doubt he could have had a pleasurable night with the woman. After all, it had been a really long time. Longer than Zelgadis actually wanted to think about.
But he'd gotten angry with her, and sent her away.
Because she wasn't who he wanted.
There it was. He was pissed because that whore was the best he could do, and the person he wished would come to his room would never be so bold. The only girl he wanted was probably sleeping peacefully in the room next door, and he was too much of a coward to even talk to her about his feelings.
Zelgadis was about to crawl into bed when there was another soft knock on his door.
He pulled his sheets back angrily and tossed them off the bed.
Storming over to the door, he threw it open and prepared to give that annoying girl a piece of his mind.
He was not expecting the short dark-haired girl standing nervously in the hallway.
Amelia shuffled back and forth a couple times before saying, “Can I come in, Zelgadis-san?”
“Oh, sorry, sure,” Zelgadis said, opening the door more so that she could enter.
“I...heard some commotion,” Amelia began, her back to the chimera as she pretended to look out the window.
“Oh,” Zelgadis said, stupidly.
Amelia spun around to face him, then, with tears in her eyes.
“I just want you to tell me something, and be honest about it, and then I'll leave.”
Zelgadis nodded.
“Is there someone else? The thought of whom kept you from sleeping with that woman?”
Zelgadis was silent for a long while. So long, in fact, that Amelia was beginning to fear that he wouldn't answer her.
Finally, Zelgadis muttered, “So you heard all that?”
Amelia nodded, still waiting for him to answer her previous question.
The chimera took a deep breath and plunged ahead. “Yes, there is someone. Someone I realized quite a while ago that I cherish enough that I can wait for her.”
Amelia slowly approached her friend and placed both palms flat against his chest.
“Do I know her?” the princess whispered.
“Very well,” Zelgadis breathed, not wanting to disrupt the feeling of Amelia's hands on him.
“She must be very special, to have won the heart of the mysterious sorcerer-swordsman.”
“Oh, she is,” Zelgadis answered, relaxing a bit and playing along. “She's kind, and fair, and full of life. She can be a little annoying, though.”
Amelia giggled and playfully smacked his chest.
Zelgadis continued, feeling more bold. “All I've wanted in many years, besides my cure, is to kiss her.”
“Then perhaps you should,” Amelia breathed, looking up into sky blue eyes.
“Perhaps I will,” Zelgadis answered, leaning down slowly.
Once it had been decided, there was very little hesitation between the two. As their lips met in a heated kiss, Zelgadis couldn't help but chide himself for not saying something to her sooner.
Amelia obviously had feelings for him, but did she want him the way he wanted her?
As they kissed, Amelia could feel him stiffen against her lower stomach. The thought that Zelgadis desired her, the girl that he once thought of as an immature justice freak, made her heart swell.
Well, to be fair, her heart wasn't the only thing swelling. A certain space between her legs tingled at the sensations she was feeling for the first time, and she could tell she was growing wetter with every passing moment.
Their tongues met and swirled, and Amelia felt Zelgadis' hand grip her rear and pull her even closer to him.
His arousal was undeniable, and Amelia gave an experimental thrust of her hips against his shaft.
Zelgadis jerked away and hissed.
“Amelia,” he gasped, not completely breaking contact with her, “You shouldn't do that!”
“Why not?” she pouted, not at all happy that they'd stopped kissing.
“Because kissing is one thing, but that is a lot more serious than kissing!”
Amelia couldn't help but smile as Zelgadis blushed a bit.
“What if I want that?” the princess asked, innocently. Though Zelgadis could detect a slight glint in her eyes that belied the naivety of her words.
She looked like she wanted him. Like she needed him. And he would be a fool to turn her away.
Zelgadis was used to being a fool.
“I can't, Amelia,” he finally said, not looking at her. “You have to understand, I want to, but there are certain consequences when two people decide to do...that.”
“Such as?” Amelia asked, taking a single step back from Zelgadis. Her tone was kind and unpatronizing.
“Such as,” the chimera went on, “Things can become awkward. Or things could move too fast and get serious before both people are ready. It can...ruin friendships.”
Amelia looked very serious for a moment, then smiled and placed her hands on Zelgadis' cheeks.
“You don't have to worry about any of that with me,” she said, softly. “I would never rush you, or force you to do anything. I would never allow our friendship to suffer. I care about you far too much. So if you really don't want to, I'll walk away right now.”
Zelgadis said nothing for so long that Amelia lowered her hands and turned to leave.
As she reached for the doorknob, she felt arms around her, pulling her close.
The princess was enveloped by the warmth of Zelgadis' arms, and she felt the rise and fall of his chest
“Stay,” he whispered into her ear, causing her to shiver.
She spun around to face him, still in his arms, and stood on the tips of her toes to plant a kiss on his lips that Zelgadis happily returned.
The chimera didn't realize that Amelia was pushing him backward until the back of his knees came into contact with the lone wooden chair in the room. He sat down hard, still kissing the princess.
Amelia crawled into his lap and straddled him, finally breaking the kiss. She ran her hands all the way down the length of his arms and clasped his wrists to the arms of the chair. Zelgadis gasped as she rubbed her core against him, hard.
“Amelia,” he began to say, but she shushed him.
“Let me,” she said, and proceeded to rub herself against him.
Zelgadis' erection strained against his pants as Amelia began to moan softly. Her eyes squeezed shut as she let the sensations overwhelm her. She ground herself harder and faster against him, and he could smell her arousal and feel a slight dampness soaking through her thin pajama pants.
Just as Zelgadis thought he might cum in his pants, Amelia let out a low shriek and practically collapsed on top of him.
He stroked her hair as she breathed heavily, coming down from her climax.
When her breathing slowed, Zelgadis easily hefted the princess into his arms and carried her over to the small bed.
He placed her gently in the bed, and she looked up at him with her face beautifully flushed.
“What do you want to do now?” She asked, almost too innocently.
Zelgadis sat down on the edge of the bed and said, “Whatever you'd like to do. If you want to stop now and sleep, that's what we'll do. If you want to do...other things...we can do that, too.”
“Lay with me for a moment,” Amelia said, opened her arms wide for him.
Zelgadis happily obliged and laid down next to the petite girl. They wrapped their arms around each other and Zelgadis had nearly drifted off to sleep when he felt Amelia crawl over him.
“Zelgadis?” She whispered.
He decided he liked hearing her say his name.
“Hm?” He answered, not opening his eyes.
She said nothing else, but he felt her begin tugging at his clothes.
His eyes flew open and he grabbed the small girl and rolled over to place her next to him again.
“Amelia,” he breathed, then leaned in slowly for another long kiss.
As they kissed, Zelgadis placed a knee between Amelia's legs and pressed against her. She began to grind against him again, becoming even more aroused.
Zegadis grew more bold then and quickly pulled her pajama top over her head, revealed her full breasts to his eyes.
His rough hands immediately began to massage the sensitive white skin, and he rolled a thumb over a rock-hard nipple. Amelia gasped into his mouth and Zelgadis smirked against her lips.
He then pulled off her pants, and placed his other hand on the smoldering spot between her legs. Amelia arched into his touch.
Zelgadis finally broke the kiss and pulled away just long enough to remove his own pants. Amelia barely noticed, because her head was spinning with lust and exhaustion.
She did, however, notice when he was leaning over her. He placed wet lips on her tingling nipples and suckled them, pulling and stretching. Amelia responded by clawing at his back, though she knew her meager nails would do no damage to her new lover's stone skin.
The chimera's lips dipped lower, slowly. He blew softly against her flat belly, then gave a teasing lick at her navel. Amelia giggled.
Finally, he arrived at her sopping wet cotton panties. With one brusque movement, he tore them from her and attacked her center with his lips and tongue.
Amelia gasped and clawed at his shoulders. The feel of his mouth on her was like nothing she'd ever imagined. The soft wetness of his tongue flicked in and out of her womanhood; sometimes deep as if he was feasting on her, and sometimes lightly and teasing.
Amelia climaxed quickly, tumbling over the edge. Her breathing was fast and shallow, and she managed to cry out “Zel” before seizing up completely in bliss.
As soon as she was slightly recovered, Zelgadis removed his own underwear, revealing his length. Amelia lazily reached over and stroked him, but he'd been so good to her that she could barely move anymore.
“Zelga-” She began to apologize that he had done all the work, but he shushed her with a finger to her lips.
“Tonight is about you,” he whispered close to her ear, and gently began to enter her.,
She didn't feel any pain until he got about halfway inside of her. He felt her clench around him, and stopped.
“Shhh,” he coaxed, “relax, Amelia.”
She let out the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, and as she exhaled he entered her completely.
He had been hard and unfulfilled for long enough, so he wasted no time in thrusting in and out of the princess with reckless abandon.
There were no more words spoken between them, just the sounds of their lovemaking. As Zelgadis hit a place inside of Amelia that she knew she would never allow any other man to touch, she moaned and reached up behind her own head to brace herself again the wall. It only occurred to her for a split second that Lina shared that wall.
Amelia orgasmed once more, and as she clenched around Zelgadis, he was nearly too late to pull out as he came hard.
Pulling out of the princess, Zelgadis' semen landed on her inner thigh, stomach and breasts.
“Sorry,” he gasped, barely able to catch his breath. “I thought it would be better than the alternative. I don't know if I would be able to...you know...get you pregnant.”
Amelia just smiled up at him.
“No need to apologize,” she said. “I wasn't even thinking about that, even though I really should have.”
Zelgadis collapsed onto the bed beside his lover, and gently pulled her into his arms.
“Was it worth the wait?” Amelia asked.
“Definitely,” Zelgadis answered, smirking against her shoulder. “But I do have one concern.”
“What's that?”
“What we're going to tell Lina and Gourry tomorrow.”
Amelia couldn't help but laugh. “That's hardly a concern. They'll have no choice but to deal with it like adults and get over it. I, for one, have a much more important concern for tomorrow.”
“Oh?”
Turning to look Zelgadis in the eye, the chimera could see mischief written all over the princess' face.
“I need to figure out a way to get you in that chair over there so I can ravage you.”
Zelgadis laughed and kissed Amelia on the forehead.
“Don't worry,” he said. “All you'll have to do is ask.”
THE END
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