Darkness pervaded the tiny hotel room, twilight quickly transforming into night. Amelia sighed as she pulled back the dingy coverlet and climbed into bed, feeling cold and alone. Zelgadis had been even meaner than usual that day, ignoring her and brushing her off as though she were unimportant. She hated to be ignored like that, especially since the others often chose not to listen to her. As though she was inferior.
The princess settled herself in top of the covers, legs spread open. She hated being ignored. Hated it. She wanted Zelgadis to pay attention to her, to notice her.
Hell, she'd be happy if anyone noticed her. Why was she always so overlooked? Didn't anyone hear her silent pleas for attention for inclusion? Didn't anyone see how alone she was, how her heart was chilled by her solitude? Amelia let out another little sigh of depression and pulled her nightgown up above her shapely hips. These cold nights are really getting to me, she thought sourly as she slipped a cupped hand between her thighs.
A familiar soft chuckle interrupted her, signaling the presence of another person in the room. Amelia quickly pulled her hand away and sat up to find herself staring at Xelloss, the Trickster himself. She blushed furiously, knowing that he'd seen what she was about to do from his perch on the poorly-crafted dressing table. He was staring at her. She followed his lewd gaze and, upon realizing where he was looking, quickly closed her legs. But before she could make up some flustered excuse, the Mazoku hopped off the dressing table and approached the bed, making her blush even harder. "Xelloss-san, na - " Her words were abruptly cut off as he eliminated the space between them and kissed her hard.
Amelia's heart thumped loudly in her ears, which were also turning red from embarrassment. What was he doing??? He shouldn't be kissing her! She only wanted Zelgadis to do that! And yet she didn't pull away. It was kind of...nice. She felt Xelloss's tongue slip into her mouth and push around, exploring its contours and making her feel tingly all over. Hesitantly, she parted her lips wider, allowing him better access. She knew she shouldn't be letting him do that, but it felt so good...
Meanwhile, his hands were traveling elsewhere, feeling her back through her thin nightgown and gently tickling her stomach. He smiled and broke the kiss as Amelia's body started to go limp from the shock of such simple touching, veins throbbing surprisingly between her legs. How was he doing this to her? She wasn't attracted to him, was she? She didn't love him like she loved Zelga...ohh... Her back arched involuntarily as the Mazoku thumbed his gloved hands across her breasts, producing sensation even through the layers of fabric.
Xelloss lowered her to the bed, still stroking her body, which was getting goosebumps. His lips explored her jawline and throat, making their way down to her collarbone and sternum as he rocked his hips gently against hers in a stimulating preview of things to come. Amelia breathed in sharply, both scared and pleased at the same time. She squeezed her eyes shut as the Mazoku knelt between her legs, pulled off one glove, and lifted her nightgown. The desire was too strong now to stop him. I don't want to stop him...don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstop...
The raven-haired girl cried out as he drew one finger along the outside of her womanhood, her skin intensely sensitive to even the slightest touch. By Cephied... Her hips bobbed suddenly as his fingers parted the flesh and pushed into her, tiny flames beginning to lick their way along nerve endings. Probe, probe, probe... Amelia squirmed, her knuckles turning white from clutching the bedsheets so tightly.
Xelloss salaciously felt along the walls of her womanhood, longingly brushing across her virgin barrier. Not yet, he told himself, keeping his desire in check. Soon. He removed his hand and bent to kiss her tender flesh, tongue flicking in and out and causing his amorous victim to gasp with frustration/pleasure. The Trickster rubbed his thumb across a certain sensitive nub as his tongue pleased her even harder, keeping her hips from bucking with a firm hand. After a few brief moments of frantic movement, Amelia's entire body convulsed with physical sensation, sending her into an intense orgasm. Xelloss wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as she finished, collapsing limply against the bed.
Not yet, the Mazoku scolded his rapidly disobeying body. He planted a kiss on the princess's forehead and forced himself to leave. It wasn't time for that yet. The Trickster glanced down as he returned to his own room, noting that his body had reacted strongly to desire for the little princess. Not a problem, he thought wickedly, locking the door behind him. Not a problem at all.
Amelia's indigo eyes were wide open beneath the dark protective cloak the bedsheets made. She wasn't getting up, though morning urged her on. How could she go down to breakfast? He would be there. There was no way she could face him again, not after the previous night. Would he say anything about it? Would he mention it to the others? Amelia briefly wondered if it had meant anything to him at all. He was a Mazoku, after all. He was Xelloss. Who knew what his motives were?
Reluctantly, the princess slid out of bed and dressed herself, making extra sure she looked her usual self. It wouldn't do to have the others suspect something. What would she tell them?
Down the stairs she went, fear and nervousness eating away her self-assurance with every step. However, that was nothing compared to the confidence-shattering feeling that struck her when she entered the dining hall and saw the back of that purple-haired head at the table closest to her.
Lina looked up from her eating and waved momentarily at her. "Hey, Amelia!" she called, immediately returning to her sausages.
Xelloss turned around to look at her, his expression clearly devious. "Good morning, Amelia-san," he greeted. "Did you sleep well?"
Amelia mumbled something incoherent and scurried to the other side of the table, wedging herself between the enthusiastic Lina and Gourry. Her cheeks were stained red from the brief exchange and she hoped no one else noticed. She wouldn't look at him. She couldn't. Her cheeks flushed an even deeper red, and she busied herself with her own breakfast, though she wasn't really hungry. Her companions didn't notice her lack of appetite, for they were busy stuffing themselves and discussing the travel schedule. Against her better judgement, she snuck a glance at the Trickster Priest across the table.
He was gracefully helping himself to a bowl of strawberries and whipped cream. The Mazoku grinned wickedly at her and began deliberately licking the cream off one of the strawberries. He did it slowly, circling his tongue around the fruit's tip and tantalizingly over the sides. Amelia sank lower in her seat, blushing and feeling that strange throbbing in her lower abdomen again.
Zelgadis looked up from his coffee briefly, sweatdropping at the antics of his food-loving friends. His gaze then settled on Amelia, who was red as a tomato. Quickly discovering the cause, he narrowed his eyes at the Trickster. He really enjoyed getting reactions out of people, didn't he. Sick bastard.
The red-haired sorceress had also noticed Xelloss's antics and was turning quite crimson. "Whaf ah you doigth?!" she exclaimed, her mouth still full of food. "Stoth thaf!"
"Eh?" The Trickster raised his eyebrows at her. "What are you talking about?" he asked innocently. "I'm just eating breakfast. Right, Amelia-san?"
Amelia slid even lower in her seat. It was going to be a long day...
The chills of changing seasons increased at night, gusts of bitter wind blowing through the cracks in doors and windows. Even the warmth of a hot bath did not quell the cold, Amelia decided as she approached her room, drying her hair with a towel. She quietly opened and closed the door, carefully locking it.
A pair of bare arms wrapped around her from behind. She froze, knowing exactly who they belonged to. Oh gods, not again. She felt him press soft lips to her cheek, her jawline, her ear...
"Are you afraid, Amelia?" he murmured softly to her, tracing his fingers up and down the side of her neck.
The princess stiffened, feeling her skin start to heat up. "Yes," she replied quietly, shrinking away from his touch. "Please don't..."
The Mazoku twirled a lock of her hair around his finger. "So beautiful..." he whispered absently. "Like midnight." His hands slid down to the front of her robe, grasping the edges of the fabric in a possesive way.
"No, please..." Amelia pulled away half-heartedly.
"Why not?" he breathed, advancing his lips upon hers in one of his incredible kisses. "Don't you want to let me take the loneliness away, even for a little while? You live a lonely life, my dear Princess, whether you know it or not. Wouldn't you like me to help you forget that tonight?" Xelloss took her hand and kissed the fingers one by one, causing her to gasp again at the sensations a simple touch could produce.
She pulled away from him and whirled around, blushing slightly at his shirtless body. "Xelloss-san, I can't...I...I...you..." she stammered, unable to grasp the exact words. "It's...it's not right..." The desire was taking over again.
Xelloss cupped his hands around her breasts. "Doesn't it feel right?"
She moaned. "Y-yes...but..."
"No," he said, placing a finger on her lips to shush her. "No buts. No thinking. Just let me do this."
Her eyes narrowed at him, slightly offended. "I'm not a little girl, Xelloss-san. I can make my own decisions." Her robe slipped from her shoulders, Xelloss helping her to get the rest of it off.
The Mazoku looked her up and down and licked his lips. "No, you're not a little girl," he murmured in a low, sexy voice. In one swift motion he grabbed her and pushed her onto the bed, straddling her in an unquestionably dominant position. "You are MINE."
Amelia whimpered softly as his hands slid over her body, caressing and feeling every inch of soft skin. She was terrified of him. Yet she wanted him so badly. Her back arched as the Trickster skillfully pleased her breasts, teasing the nipples with his thumbs while his lips kissed the area around them. His hands slid down to her stomach as his lips moved to the pink tips, closing over them one at a time in a suckling motion. The princess gasped aloud and was compelled to grasp at his silky hair, pushing his head harder against her chest.
Suppressing a smile, he continued while slipping his hands beneath her bottom. Amelia squirmed as he gently squeezed, the blood in her body flowing towards her abdomen. "Please," she gasped, unable to take this teasing any more.
He grinned devilishly and shook his head at her before assaulting her lips and tongue, while his hands grasped even tighter at her bum. Amelia's mind went flying into orbit for the minutes he spend searching for her tonsils, just barely returning to acknowledge the presence of his hand between her legs. "Ohh..." She squirmed around those fingers, feeling desperate to reach the same climax as the previous night.
Disappointingly, Xelloss pulled away and stood, hands reaching for the waistband of his pants. The princess sat up, a bit put-out that he'd stopped touching her. Her eyes went impossibly wide as she watched him remove that last bit of clothing. Her vision zoomed directly to the questionable area of his body, and she blushed furiously at his obvious arousal.
Xelloss knelt in front of her on the bed. "Have you ever seen a naked man before, Amelia?" She shook her head, face as red as a beet. He smiled patronizingly. "I thought so. Here." The Trickster took her hand and wrapped her small fingers around his erect manhood, encouraging her to explore this new territory.
Amelia quivered slightly with excitement. The unfamiliar organ pulsed in her hand, filled with hot blood. She moved her fingers experimentally, eliciting a soft groan from the Mazoku's throat. She repeated the motion. He growled and pushed harder into her hand, demanding more. Obediently, though a bit frightened, the princess stroked his manhood with both hands. His reaction to her attentions was immediate and, on the whole, pleasing. It was kind of encouraging to know she could have that kind of power over him. After a few moments of petting Xelloss removed her hands and pushed her against the bed, spreading her legs as wide as he could. With one strong buck, he entered her, plunging through her virginity.
Amelia screamed and clenched her thigh muscles as agonizing pain ripped throughout her body. She clawed at her seducer's back as tears poured down her face in buckets. Why didn't he tell her it would hurt so much?! He wasn't stopping either, just kept hammering and hammering to make sure he'd completely cleared the way. "Xelloss-san...why...?" she managed to cry out through the pain.
The lust in his violet eyes softened as he looked down at her; she was so innocent! "It's always like that the first time," he whispered, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Shh, shh...it will be all right. Just let me take care of it."
She winced as he began pulling slowly in and out of her; the first few minutes hurt like hell! But behind that was a throbbing pleasure, one that grew and grew and almost drowned out the intense pain. Almost. Amelia struggled along with his movements, again feeling the need to reach that climax. She wrapped her legs around him as he increased his pace, going faster and faster until the two were frantically going at it. The raven-haired girl collapsed against the bed as her entire world exploded into a bright, blazing inferno. She panted heavily as the pleasure continued to ripple through her, Xelloss still thrusting into her.
After a little while the two were able to look at each other again, neither completely recovered and both still breathing a bit irregularly. However, Xelloss was far from finished. Amelia's eyebrows shot up as she watched his facial features blur and warp, his purple hair spreading to cover most of his body. A snout? Wolfish ears, fur, and...a bushy tail? Leathery black wings sprouted from his back as he changed, flapping strongly as if testing the air. Amelia shivered, fear chilling her bones. Was this his Mazoku form? She gasped suddenly as she felt the violet fur spread to his manhood, tickling her insides in an oddly arousing way.
Xelloss licked the side of her face fondly to show he meant no harm. His sharp claws rubbed gently across her aching nipples as he began to move inside her again, starting up the moans and groans that had previosly filled the tiny room.
Pulling her robe tightly around her body, Amelia tiptoed down the dark hallway, hoping that Xelloss wouldn't wake up and come looking for her. How could she have let it go that far? How could she have fallen for his seduction? The princess blushed as she remembered the gentleness and pleasure of his touch. Why did I do that? I love Zelgadis-san, don't I? And yet she hadn't thought of him once while Xelloss had been making love to her.
She pushed open the bath house door and stepped inside, feeling sticky. Good thing no one else was in there. She gingerly removed her robe, feeling sore, and hung it on the wall. The bathwater was still hot, thankfully. Stepping into knee-deep water, she picked up a bar of soap and began to wash herself.
"Hi, Amelia!"
The princess dropped the soap with a splash at the sound of that familiar voice. She panicked as she saw Lina undressing herself by the door, hanging her clothes on the wall. "Lina-san! What are you doing here?!...so early?" She trembled, praying that the sorceress wouldn't see the mess between her thighs.
Lina cheerfully stuck a toe in the water to test its warmth, tucking a towel around her body. "I decided I was dirtier than I thought. Besides, I like taking baths, especially before we go on long tri - what the hell happened to you, Amelia?!"
She closed her legs quickly. "I...I...I...what are you talking about, Lina-san?" she asked with false nonchalance.
The sorceress blushed slightly. She knew what it would look like after having sex for the first time, especially since her recent getting together with Gourry. But Amelia was so young...and there was so much blood mixed with the semen between her legs. "Who in hell did that to you, Amelia?! You didn't get...raped...did you?"
The princess promptly sat down in the water. "Of course not!!"
"Then who did you sleep with?! Zelgadis?" Somehow Lina couldn't see the chimera taking advantage of the little princess.
Amelia's entire body was flushed with embarrassment, and Lina suddenly realized she was asking some very prying questions. "I didn't do anything with Zelgadis-san!!" she exclaimend. "I...I...I..uh.............."
A voice from the doorway interrupted the two. "Yare yare, Amelia-chan...you didn't wait for me to wake up first?" Both girls whirled around to face the Mazoku, who was clad only in a long button-down shirt.
Lina's jaw dropped open as realization jumped up and smacked her in the head. "You didn't..."