Set in what I call "Dormitoryverse". Pretty much a place to ship pretty much any BF character ever.

Somewhere, within a forest, hidden away from the world, which was in a half peaceful, half troubled time, was a rather large dormitory-if one saw the size, they'd wonder "How has anyone not noticed this?"

Besides that, within the enormous complex were, strangely, many teens and some younger ones, ranging from 8 to 17, but few adults. The adults inside were responsible adults, of course, but the adult to teen ratio was really rather outrageous. What was stranger was that teens showed up, not daily, but ever so often, were admitted into the dorm, no questions asked, and took a part in this isolated "society" where none aged and none truly knew exactly what they were here for, or their lives before this. This left a multitude of questions, but the teens just focused on the shallower ones, as the deeper ones were never answered.

And one thing that interested people was why Vargas had his own room. The rooms here were quite large, enough for 5-6 people, but there was only ever, at max, 3 per room because of the amount of stuff each person carried.

That being said, Vargas DID have a smaller room, but it easily had enough space for one more, even with his stuff in it.

Maxwell ran the dorms, well, she assigned the rooms, at least, and whenever someone asked, she'd say, "Go ask Vargas as to why he's by himself."

So people asked. But Vargas never answered.

Lava was one of few who knew of why he had his own room. Normally, he was kind, and gentle, but he was very distant. He never got too close to anyone. His group, the rest of the Six Heroes, knew the little secret as well, and they never pressed Vargas to interact with others more.

So he drifted off, alone, often not talking-the others talked for him, showing that they understood each other well.

Lava smirks. She had gotten Vargas to talk to her, but learned of his secret a different way...

She was attracted to him. Lava liked the way he was distant, yet gentle and warm when with others. But what she really wanted, was to see that secret of his-was it really true? It sure seemed like it, seeing how he acted and how the others acted.

So one night, to confirm it all, she slipped out of her room, with the only item she needed to make her wish happen.

Vargas was actually very lonely.

Sure, his group was great to hang with, but he still had to hold himself back because of it.

It stirred within him, restlessly, because it had been cooped up far too long... He was careful to never be alone with anyone now, and so far, he's done well.

Vargas just didn't know how much longer he could hold it in. It wasn't exactly friendly with him. It was more like being trapped in a body that wasn't his. It could talk, but rarely did just expressed itself in growls and snarls whenever Vargas tried to talk to it. He wasn't sure whether it had a name, or wanted one, but it gave no hints and he was forced to leave it as "it".

Curled up in his bed, Vargas slowly drifted off into sleep.

She hummed softly as she slowly withdrew a key and unlocked the door to the forbidden room.

Okay, it wasn't forbidden, and it was just Vargas's room she was sneaking into, but no one had ever been inside of his room, and sneaking inside other people's room after curfew was definitely against the rules.

Lava felt a short moment of thrill as the door swung open with almost no sound. She chuckles quietly, the chains clinking in one hand. It had been a little difficult to not make a racket with them, but Vargas not only had his own room, but it was also isolated from the others...

The situation was perfect.

She slowly crept in and smiled when she saw him asleep on his bed. He was cute... Very cute asleep.

Lava, still carrying her chains, walked up to the sleeping Vargas, and ran a finger over his lips, sending shivers through her own body.

She sighed softly as she took her chains and slowly crawled onto the bed.

Vargas woke up with a yawn. He tried to roll over, but wasn't able to. To his horror, he realized his hands were chained down above his head tightly, so he could barely move them an inch. His legs were more loosely bound, but still chained to the end of the bed and could only move half a foot in any direction.

Lava had woken up earlier and she smirked down at Vargas trapped in her handiwork.

"L-Lava!"

"Hello, Vargas."

"L-let me go! No, just go. Leave! Hurry!"

Lava ignores Vargas's panicked pleas for her to leave, pulling off her pants and shirt before straddling Vargas, who stutters to a complete stop, soft pants replacing words.

"Already? I haven't even done anything just yet..."

Vargas swallows, the pants being a mix of lust and it being excited by being alone... And with food... His thoughts were starting to cloud as it was overpowering him, which was what he feared.

Lava watches Vargas for a moment, noticing the slight change that occurred. She leans in slowly, her forehead pressed against Vargas's warmer forehead.

"I like this..."

He remains silent, closing his eyes. She could literally feel the shift when his eyes opened again-a more bestial look. Vargas bucks upwards, catching Lava by surprise. She grins after regaining her balance, leaning in close to Vargas, who was now under the control of the demon inside him.

"A wolf demon... Hmm... Good boy." She leans down and presses her lips to Vargas's, who squirms slightly before biting at her bottom lip, which she chuckles at before kissing him deeply.

Vargas slips his tongue into Lava's, sending a shock that caused her to shiver and lean in for more.

Vargas, or the demon, maybe even both, were surprisingly good kissers, and Lava only leaned in more for that delicious charcoally taste until Vargas had to turn his face break the kiss, gulping in some air.

Lava smiles smugly before tugging Vargas's shirt up and over his head, licking her lips as she then pulled down his boxers and pants in one go.

Vargas snarls, a real snarl, straining against the chains as Lava slides off her own underclothes, leaving the two bare naked. She strokes his jaw before sliding her hands down his strong chest and circled teasingly around the base. She slides off Vargas and repositions herself as she licks the tip teasingly, eliciting growl and a soft buck upwards.

"Bad boy. Don't move."

Receiving only another growl in response, she chuckles before finally enveloping it within her warm, moist mouth, sucking rather noisily. Heavy pants fill the room as Vargas tries to buck upwards yet again, eyes wild with lust.

Lava almost chokes, but continues after readjusting, now running her hands up and down the throbbing organ. Vargas moans not long afterwards, and she swallows the warm, nutty flavored liquid that shot itself into her mouth.

"Mmmm..."

She straddles Vargas again, who now looks at her with strange look she doesn't really recognize, but she leans in for another kiss anyways which he accepts.

Lava glances from the chains binding Vargas's hands to the man (demon) before leaning over Vargas to undo the clinking chains.

While doing so, she gives a sudden yelp of surprise. Vargas grins up at her, licking the inside of her thighs, trying to move up higher...

For the first time, Lava's face burns red, and she hurriedly undoes the chains, resulting in Vargas immediately running his tongue along her entrance, causing Lava to groan softly, giving him the moment he needed to suddenly flip places-Lava found herself on the bottom, staring up at a man whose eyes were filled with an insane lust.

"What have I done?"

She would then be plunged into many teasings and her body completely explored-nothing of her body would be left a secret to Vargas who stroked and kissed and licked every bit of skin he came across, all with one hand always gently circling her womanhood, perhaps just a poke inside, but never penetrating, leaving her to become wet with desire.

Groaning, she looked to him, who was re-exploring her breasts, and she reaches for his length, gripping it rather firmly. Vargas pauses, looking up to her before, sliding two fingers to her mouth with lowering his mouth and kissing and licking her wet entrance.

Obediently, she sucks on his fingers, moaning around them. When Vargas withdrew them, she shivers, eyes wide as he circles once before sliding both in at once. With one hand, Lava holds fingers she sucks on in place while the other pets Vargas's head encouragingly.

Her breath hitches before giving him a cry that caused him to begin pumping then in and out, his fingers cold to her insides. Too soon for Lava, he slips in another finger, and she lets out a mangled mix of a cry and moan, her pants becoming more ragged and clawing at the bed desperately. He pulls them out, giving one side a lick and allowing Lava a taste of herself-to her, she tastes nothing but to him, he tastes bliss.

With a groan of his own, he arranges himself into position, rubbing his tip on her entrance before sliding partway in. A sharp cry follows with her squirming impatiently. Vargas growls at her, and she could feel his entire body vibrate with it-he was purring?

She was panting harder now, having just enough to satisfy her earlier need but giving way to a stronger one, and she scrabbled to try to take more of him in.

Lava gives out a sudden screech, Vargas purring happily. For a bit, all she do was whimper and cry out again and again, hands scrabbling off Vargas's back, the sheets, his chest, anything, as he did not wait for her to adjust, going at the pace that pleased him, which was a lot faster than Lava's preferred pace. It takes a while, a painful while, for the pain to fade away into pleasure, but when it does, the whimpers and cries turn to pants and moans.

She shudders violently after a bit, unsure of what exactly she was feeling-she certainly knew that she was not quite in control of her body... Perhaps this was a power of the demon...

Her train of thought is interrupted by a sudden feeling of overwhelming pleasure, moaning pleadingly to Vargas, who looks at her, still lustful, but subdued. She can hear his own pants clearly now, wondering how she didn't notice this earlier. Having come off her own pleasure high, it wasn't long before Vargas too, hit his own peak. Scalding liquids fill her insides, eliciting a scream of pained pleasure, wondering where that gentle warmth was earlier and why it burned her now. He slowly pulls out-she can hear and feel the vibrations of purrs again as he swoops in for a long session of kissing her body, which she welcomes. She leans in for more of that charcoal taste of his and he complies, rubbing heated hands around her body.

Her eyes are closed for these kisses, of course-they were too delicious to not do so, but she opens them once to see Vargas in the middle of the action. Lava's face flushes seeing how engrossed he was in the kiss and immediately closes them again, a little embarrassed that she, even for a moment, wasn't as deep into the whole thing. So she immediately pushed any doubts away and clung to Vargas-arms behind his back and crossing in an "x" with hands on his shoulders.

Vargas, meanwhile, was in a sort of dilemma. He was trying to wrest control of his body back, and kind of succeeded, but was stuck in a half-half situation. The demon and him both agreed to love Lava, which was good, because she didn't suspect anything, but were trying to decide how exactly to split control time, something the two never considered-they both wanted to be in control for eternity. So while the body was busy kissing Lava, and kissing her body, and everything else, they were setting the terms. She actually played a huge role in this-Vargas had said if Demon every tried to screw himself over outside the room, they'd never see Lava again as they could be cast out or locked up, and Demon had become fond of Lava-and making love to her. Or just straight up fucking her.

So they worked out some rules in a few seconds before they both turned back to Lava-now he was lying on the bed and she madly kissing him on top of him, arms wrapped around each other lovingly. He runs a hand up and down her face, trailing down to her hips, then around her back to the back of her head, and back to the face, and again, again. She pulls away from the kiss, smiling down at him, before tugging a blanket over them and snuggling even closer (somehow). They remain silent, nestled against each other, falling asleep together.

And so Selena walks in to check on Vargas, backing out very slowly on seeing Lava there. While normally keeping a neutral expression, her face burns a flustered and embarrassed red as she goes tell the others of the 6 Heroes, who all just kind of sit there to digest the information.

Afterwards, people now wondered why Lava seemed to be high spirits almost all the time, and when they asked her, she'd say, "Go ask Vargas as to why I am so."

So people asked. But Vargas, who grew more social by the weeks, never answered.

I know that lemon kind of sucked, but I am new, and *coughs guiltily* read yaoi kind of stuff... So girl on guy is a little bit tougher for me... And it's my first one.

I am open to almost any ship. Including crazy ones. *flails* Crack shippings!

I also plan on developing an actual storyline, slowly, depending on what I've got. So, suggest ships please :3 Criticism would be nice, especially since I have lots to improve on...