Chapter Three: Monster
"Every Beauty needs her Beast to protect her from everything, but him."
-N.R. Hart
The anger suddenly spreading across Adam's face told me all that I needed to know. I stood, turning towards the door and headed back towards my tent to grab Gambol Shroud. Once I reached outside, I could see some smoke near the front of camp, the medical crew was in panic, they weren't taught to defend the camp from intruders, left alone the horde of Grimm that would probably show up due to panic.
Footsteps quickly fell in pace with mine only a few feet behind me. "Princess, catch." Farrand called with nickname he'd given me. I spun on my heels, catching my weapon. He and I were pretty much the only competent fighters besides Adam in camp. "The rest of the unit isn't far from here, hopefully, when the Grimm turn towards us, they'll return to help with the defense. Until then, we need to focus on defending this place from Ligero and his friends."
My mind flashed back to the information that Adam had showed me only minutes ago. Ligero was the name of Kandola's leader. He'd probably come to retrieve the information stolen from his base. But, week's had passed, why had he waited for so long?
There was a man standing before an aflamed tent, his clothes were ripped, torn, frayed. He dressed in mostly black with the exception of his dark blue coat and a white rivet waist hair was possibly the most eye catching feature about him, it was a navy color with threads of white weaved through.
"Oh? The big bad bull-y sent his nearly acquired girlfriend and a wannabe huntsman to fend me off, huh?" Ligero chuckled in a flamboyant voice. Both Farrand and I stood there, not observing him, but trying to figure out if he had anyone hiding in the shadows.
The two of us had night-vision, but night-vision didn't make up for a strategically placed ambush. It would be pretty foolish of him to come out to our camp, knowing that Adam was here, along with Farrand. They were two of the strongest, and there was no way he'd put everything at risk coming alone.
"What's wrong kitty-kitty? Are you scared? Gonna hunch up and hiss at me?" Ligero taunted, and honestly with the tone of his voice, he was pissing me off fairly quickly.
It seemed that Farrand was getting sick of of this man as well, his grip tightened on his greatsword and he leaped towards Ligero, preparing to attack. Farrand was aiming for a downwards swoop, but he was reckless for attacking someone he'd never fought before headfirst. Ligero easily moved to the side avoiding the blade and using it as leverage to back kick him, knocking him to the ground. When Farrand attempted to get back up, Ligero delivered another kick to his skull, knocking him out. Great.
Ligero turned towards me, pointing "Now, now, you and I don't need distractions." He started walking towards me, his wolves tail swaying slightly as he curled his lips back to an aggressive gesture while crouching into a defensive posture. "Listen, Belladonna, I have quite a history with Adam, and I've noticed that he's taken a little liking to you. Because of that, I'll have to defile every inch, please, fight back."
I seperated my katan from my cleaver, prepared to defend from this man's insanity. Thankfully, I'm not as thick headed as Farrand, I always allowed my opponent to attack first. Hopefully Adam would show up soon, he should have already been here.
"I hope for your sake, that you didn't forget to sharpen your claws!" He yelled, lunging for my throat, using my semblance, I dodged out of the way, leaping over his shoulders, landing behind him, spinning and slashing towards his spine. I should've known better, Ligero just reached behind him, catching my blade.
This man was undoubtedly stronger than me, I wouldn't win by myself.
Proving my thoughts true, Ligero flexed his arm, using the force of his aura to push me back, and knock me on the ground. I was staring up at him almost in horror when he grabbed Farrand's greatsword, swinging to towards me, I merely flinched and he missed me, planting the blade into the tree next to me. He missed on purpose, Ligero was just playing with me, and what was entertaining to him, was a fight for my own life.
A grin grew on his face he grabbed my collar, using brute force to pick me up and throw me into a branch above us, tearing the sword loose from the tree and holding it up as an obstacle for me to dodge. I used my semblance once again to land behind him, hoping I could somehow catch him off guard. If my attacks were to slow, he'd easily annihilate me. I had little choice but to rush him with a bunch of small furry attacks, which he blocked as if they were nothing. Our blade clashed together multiple times before he decided to tease me but just dodging my strikes.
I leaped back, created a bit of distance, before unleashing a gravity dust-infused attack. This was the strongest attack that I could manage in my current state and Farrand's sword helped him block it like it was a normal strike. Ligero reached around his blade, grabbing my wrists, and throwing me to the ground, following up with a downwards blow from the sword that I narrowly avoided, rolling to the side and when I did, he kicked me in the side, hard enough to launch me into a tree, my aura shimmered upon impact. Maybe I could use this moment as a distraction, I waited for Ligero to approach before moving, flipping up to the tree branch, with help from my shadows and striking downwards, make a sufficient slice in his shoulder.
Ligero winced in pain, grabbing my wrists a throwing me back once again, before chasing me with his own flurry of attacks that I barely managed to block, using my Aura as an extra shield to keep my weapon from breaking. He quickly got wise to that trick, delivering a strong punch to my ribs, making my Aura shimmer again and again as his blade sliced into my leg, causing me to stumble. I had no choice but to try and keep dodging and blocking each attack he kept throwing at me. I was too busy concentrating on the sword, that I didn't have time to worry about physical attacks and Ligero managed to grab me again, throwing me to the ground, planting himself over me, keeping me pinned. "Poor little kitty, you really thought you had a chance didn't you? Why don't you scream your lovers name? He'll come running to help." He taunted, running his hand down to my thigh, stroking me sensually, causing me to shiver. "I can still fight…." I muttered, barely loud enough to be audible, feeling the wounds dealt to me in the fight and the weakness that I still carried from the poison.
Here I was, running out of breath, Aura breaking and not able to shake Ligero off and he was acting like the wound on his shoulder, pouring out blood wasn't bothering him.
Ligero flicked his hand, my eyes caught a glimpse of something shimmering in the moonlight. He stabbed something into the open gash on my leg, making me scream from the pain as my body slowly grew numb. I couldn't let it end here, everyone in the camp could be killed if I failed.
I struggled a lot, but I managed to move my leg just enough to kick him off of me, grasping my weapon and using another charged gravity dust attack to slice through him. Miraculously he was still able to move, turning to swing Farrands sword towards me, but now his movements were slow, I whirled around the blade, creating another slice through him. Ligero slouched forward, but he was somehow still mobile, I turned to see him still mobile, gripping the sword and aiming for me again, I was terrified, he was beyond dead and still able to move, my body froze, numb from whatever he injected me with and just overall afraid of him. I was so scared, I didn't even know if I was shaking.
But, I was lucky, before he could reach me, a red blade sliced his head off, causing his body to finally collapse. Adam had made it, he saved me.
I fell to my knees, exhausted beyond belief. Breathing heavily, my heart pounding.
Adam turned towards me with a smile, re-sheathing his sword and walking over to me bending down and placing his hands on my shoulders. His touch instantly comforted me.
I started laughing, "That seemed a bit too easy for you. He seemed so….immortal.." I sighed, lunging into Adam's arm's, wrapping mine around his waist. He returned my embrace.
"Ligero's semblance, it allows him to create a clone of himself, it didn't used to be that strong, but since his experiments, he's gotten stronger, the only way to stop the clone is to kill him, drain his aura, or cut the clones head off. " He explained, weeping me up into his arms. "But, he bled, a lot." I protested, wanting more of an explanation.
Adam only replied with a grim"I know." leaving me with more questions than answers.
I was taken back to the medical tent, and treated for my new wounds, given and stamina drink and sent off. Adam stayed with me the whole time, at my side, holding my hand as one of the nurses stitched up my leg. He refused to let me walk, insisting on carrying me back to my room and placing me on the bed, calling someone on his scroll, asking them to come and help me out of my clothes and clean me up.
After waiting in silence with Adam for what seemed like an eternity, he glance out the tent over his shoulder, and turned, exiting, right before someone else entered.
"Wow Blake, you sure are into getting yourself beat up these days." I looked up to the new voice, seeing one of my first friends when I first joined up with the White Fang. Ilia Amitola.
"Just trying to impress the boss." I rolled my eyes, half-joking. "You must be doing a good job. Every time I've seen him, he's usually frowning, but I saw a bit of a smirk as he was leaving." She giggled, sitting on the bed next to me. "So do you actually need help? Or is he just worrying too much?" Sighing, I replied "Well, I'll be fine by myself, but he's worried that i might accidently rip the stitches open. I don't even really need them, the wound wasn't as deep as I thought, but he insisted that I needed them. "
"Oh! I get it!" Ilia chimed, standing, with her hands on her hips leaning towards me. "You are disappointed that he didn't help you change aren't you?"
I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks. "N-no! No that's not true!" I protested to no avail, the smile on her face told me that she didn't believe a word I was saying. "You know, you aren't the only one in camp with your eye on Adam. I wouldn't wait too long before telling him."
Ilia was right, and sadly I had a few more days of recovery before I could do anything. Honestly, I think I was only using that as an excuse to not talk to him. As much as I admired him, Adam was quite intimidating, strange how that very intimidation is what drove me crazy even more.
Thankfully, I only had to rest for ten days, Adam had refused to leave for Atlas until I was well enough to go, and one of the nurses would let him know, rather than him taking my word for it. We barely knew each other, yet he already knew that I'd probably lie just to keep him from leaving me in camp. But, leaving with him wasn't the only thing on my mind, I had a rather, alternative goal.
Standing outside of Adam's tent was never more intense, my heart was pounding, a thousand thoughts filling my mind. Requesting a solo meeting with Adam wasn't something that anyone in camp could do, unless you had a higher rank, you normally couldn't speak with him, not that he discriminated against lower ranks, it's just he only had so much time in the day and he couldn't waste time with issues not brought to the attention of those of us going out and completing rather dangerous tasks.
I wasn't sure how many deep breaths I took, trying to work up the courage to walk inside, I nearly screamed when I felt Ilia wrap her hand around my arm. "Come on, go in." She laughed at the expression on my face. I didn't get Adam to agree to such a late meeting so you could skip out. It'll be a surprise when you walk inside in my place. A welcoming treat, if you ask me."
"Ilia, I don't even know how to ask!" I protested, half tempted to push her inside and run back to my tent. Knowing my luck, she'd just explain the situation to him and I didn't want that. "Just fake it till you make it!" Ilia commanded, pushing me into the tent. I turned back to Ilia trying to object before realizing that she was gone.
"Blake?" Adam's voice called out quizzically.
Slowly I turned around sheepishly, Adam was sitting at the table, going through some papers. I hoped he wasn't waiting for Ilia yet. "Are you…..alright?" I nodded, silently, twiddling my thumbs, just staring at him. Ilia told me to fake it until I make it, so maybe pushing some false confidence to the surface would suffice.
I walked over to the other side of the table, sitting down in the empty chair. "Is there something you would like to discuss?" He stacked the documents, placing them in a pile, before folding his hands on the table between us. I was racking my brain for ideas, how exactly does a lower rank merc seduce the Colonel, even if I was the daughter of one of the high leaders?
There's no way I could keep silent in front of him forever, so the only tactic I could think of was one I had recently read.
"Actually, yes, there is." I began, my voice thankfully keeping solid and not letting any of my inner anxiety out. Adam was listening, probably figuring out that Ilia wasn't showing up by now. :About my...Salary."
"You want a raise?" Adam interrupted, before I could finish my thought, which intimidated me slightly. "Well…." I paused, slipping my foot out of my boot, resting my heel on the end of the chair and placing my foot against his inner thigh. "Something like that." I added extra emphasis on 'something', flashing a sly grin, teasing him by biting my own lip in a playful, sexual manner.
No matter how hard he tried, Adam couldn't hide the smile that took over his face. "Well now, Belladonna, correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems as if your yearning for intimacy?"
This was my chance, I could either confirm or deny my feelings for him. Its funny how I tried to allow myself to think there was more than once answer. I slowly closed my eyes, letting out a sensual sigh. "Now?" I suggested.
Never did I expect Adam to move so quickly, he was around the table, grabbing my hand and pulling me outside, towards his tent in less than a second! Since Adam was the colonel, his tent was a bit farther away from everyone elses, making it the perfect location for an intimate encounter.
Before I knew it, Adam had me pinned against his bed, his hands on my thighs, his lips at my neck, he was interested in me, I knew that, but i wouldn't have guessed that he had any sexual feelings pent up towards me. "Blake….How do you want it?" He inquired, leering over me. Since I hadn't exactly expected to get this far, I wasn't exactly sure on how I should tell him that I'd never actually slept with a man.
"Uhhh, well…." My shy demeanor returned. "Slowly then?" He suggested, almost as if he was reading my thoughts. "S-sure!" I was elated, afraid that he'd want to go all out immediately.
Adam's hands reached the ribbon keeping my jacket close, untying it and slipping it off my shoulders. It suddenly clicked that tonight would be the night I'd finally get to see his face, he'd no longer be a mystery to me. Lifting my hand up, I caressed his cheek, lifting myself up enough to press our lips together, which he graciously accepted, moving his hand onto my ass to help support me. Cautiously, I moved my hand to the corner of his mask. "Can I?"
"Of course, if I'm undressing you, it's only fair for you to do the same."
My heart was pounding, this was my goal, to see the man under the mask. I gently lifted the mask off his face, placing it on the nightstand next to the bed. He was every bit as gorgeous as I expected, his eyes were a dark green.
He unwrapped the ribbon I kept around my right wrist, forcing both my hands behind my back, securing them. "Let me know if I'm going too far, alright?" He smiled, kissing me again.
With me tied up, he was free to do as he wished, that thought excited me. He loosened my boots, allowing me to kick them off, after unbuttoning my pants, Adam didn't hesitate in shoving his hand down my pants, not bothering to take his glove off, the shock of the frigid material touch my clit sent chills up my spine. He pulled his hand out, examining the wetness on them, evidence of me getting turned on. "Kitten, it seems you're very happy to be in these close quarters with me." He stated, getting down on his knees in front of me, pulling my pants and intimates down with him. Adam was toying with me, placing kisses on my inner thighs and pelvis, but purposely avoided where I wanted his touch most. He crawled over me, hands reaching behind me, unclipping my bra and unhooking the straps, throwing it to the side when he was done. Those warm lips were against my neck again, as he planted his knee between my thighs and fondled my breasts, earning a few moans and some ragged breathing from me.
If he wasn't my boss, I'd be yelling at him, demanding him to satisfy me, instead of teasing me as he obviously loved doing. However, the fact that he was my boss and I was about to screw him, made me that much hotter. "Adam….P-please!" I begged, squirming, trying to loosen my binds. He backed up, taking off his gloves, showing a wicked smile. "I'm going to make you orgasm, harder than you ever have before, alright, Kitten?" He didn't even wait for an answer before he grabbed my legs, forcing them to spread as his free hand slid inside of me roughly, I groaned in pain. His thumb concentrated on my clit as the two fingers he inserted searched for my hotspot, making the heat fill my body. I almost felt as if waves of my desire just flooded off of me. "Having fun?" Adam wondered aloud, picking up speed. My body gave out, I rested on the bed, a stream of drool spilling from mouth as his fingers finally reached the special place they searched for. All I could manage was some more moans, as my body spasmed before him, showing that he was doing a good job. However, before I could reach my peak he removed his fingers, licking them clean.
He crawled back over me, fondling my breast again, licking my nipple, playfully biting it. After all my squirming and struggling, I finally freed my hands, and I used this moment to knock him off, quickly pinning him to the bed under me. A loving sigh escaped his lips "Master of escape, huh?" His hand gilded around my thigh, re-entering me from behind, this time instantly finding my sweet spot. "A-ah! N-no fair!" I replied, my hair falling over my shoulder as my arms weakened from his touch. I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh.
"Y-ou said that I could...u-undress you!" I argued with a shaky voice.
His lips met mine, stroking my tongue with his, I sunk a little lower, feeling Adam's erection pressed now against my stomach. As I placed my hand over his hardened member, his fingers slid out. I was confident I now had control.
First I got him out of his jacket, he threw it across the room with my own, I didn't worry about anything else at the moment, I just unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down, he kicked them off with his shoes, to my surprise, he didn't have anything on under his pants. I was kinda intimidated by the size of his member, Adam was definitely above average. He chuckled seeing my bewildered expression "Don't worry, It'll fit." he teased.
I traced his length with a single finger, he gazed at me with such a lust filled desire in his eyes. That look immediately made me want to soothe his wants. I maybe new at this, but all I had to do was copy what I'd read in books, surely I could satisfy him once I figured out what he liked. Adam grabbed my hand, spooking me a bit but his sudden movement. "You can abuse me how you like, I'm not fragile." He wrapped my hand around his cock, and kept his hand around mine to guide me, he then started squeezing my hand tightly around his shaft, showing me that he quite enjoyed a bit of rough housing. The tighter my grip became, the more his breathing picked up, and satisfaction started to grow on his face. "I can do it." I spoke after a while, wanting to give him my best. "Kitten, I'm going to explode all over your insides." He commented, releasing his grip on me, already stimulating himself.
Sliding off the bed, I descended to my knees, ready to try. The girls in my books would always start by licking the lip, to send a spark of excitement through the man's body, since Adam had alerted me that he liked to play a bit rough, nibble slightly on the tip, just to see his reaction. A grunt finally escaped Adam, his hand finding the back of my head, tangling his fingers within my hair. He was subtly demanding more attention, which I gladly obliged, taking his member farther into my mouth, my tongue swirling around his shaft.
I earned a few more moans or approval and his hand grew heavier, forcing me to take a couple more inches in. His hand moved to my cat ears, rubbing them as I gladly served him in every way possible. But, I wasn't used to this, breathing was manageable but I couldn't keep up for much longer. Letting go, I replaced my mouth with my hand, gripping hard, pumping softly. My thumb played with his tip as I licked a couple more times, just to get under his skin.
It seemed Adam wasn't one to be teased, he sat up, pulling me over top of him before flipping me back onto the mattress, positioning himself over me, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body, Adam took my hand within his, comforting me as he waited for the pain to fade and my que to go ahead. His hand returned to my hips as he thrust himself deeply inside of me. There was still some pain, but pleasure came with it, though I admit it did feel a bit awkward, it wasn't too much later that we'd reached our climax. I almost felt disappointed with the result, it wasn't as magical as books made it out to be, but I still enjoyed it.
Adam wasn't satisfied fully either it seemed, with my ok, we went at it again.
Sun arose the next morning, and Adam easily convinced me to move my belongings to his tent, he wanted to keep me close, so that he'd be able to spend more time with me, and so that others in the camp would know that we were a thing, so we didn't have to worry about rumors.
Ilia was elated seeing my messed up hair as I was walking back to my tent to grab the last of my things and she ran up to me grabbing my arm as I walked. "Seems like you're night went as planned. Any saucy details you want to share, since I am the one that technically got you laid." She implied, a wide grin across her face.
"Well, let's just say, he's well….endowed."
To be continued….
