Don't own them, certainly not making any money off of them. Lezard and Lenneth belong to Square Enix. This is done purely for fun.
-------Michelle
This wasn't the way it was supposed to happen. Lezard knew that, and his mind protested the kiss, even as his body leaned into the Valkyrie's armored frame. She had him by his cravat, fingers clenching the material, pulling it tight around his neck. He was almost choking for air, Lezard hearing himself gasp and wheeze around her lips. Lenneth didn't seem to care, kissing him harder, a possessive kiss that almost ground his lips against her teeth. She nibbled and licked at his mouth, teeth capturing his lower lip between them, the Valkyrie giving a playful tug.
Lezard groaned into her mouth, feeling dizzy, almost relieved when she at last let him pull back for some much needed air. She didn't let go of the choke hold she had on his shirt's cravat, watching him gulp in desperate lungfulls of air with a smirk on her face. "Le...Lenneth..." He gasped out her name, and suddenly she was letting go of him, her right hand back handing him across the face.
"I didn't give you permission to speak worm!" Like the crack of a whip, her voice rang out, angry and severe.
The sting of pain cowed him for the moment, the malicious way she glared at him stealing his voice away. She saw his hesitation to speak, and smiled, satisfaction in her eyes. "That's good...You're a fast learner." She was grabbing him again, pulling him against her, the Valkyrie locking her mouth onto his once more. Lezard's lips parted, feeling her tongue thrust forth into his mouth, dancing against his, velvet muscles curling and caressing together.
Lezard was a mix of emotions, pleasure and fury dominating for control. On one hand he was thrilled to finally have the Goddess before him, willing and able to please him. But, and this was the big one, he was not the one in control, she was. In all his fantasies, in all his plotting and planning, he had counted on Lenneth Valkyrie being submissive to him. He had gleefully imagined rendering her docile, making her subservient to his every desire.
Instead he found himself woefully unprepared for the reality of the situation. You couldn't tame a Valkyrie, oh no. You couldn't even make the attempt and survive. The startling, harsh truth of the matter was...she tamed you.