Faces and Maces Staffs and Laughs
By: Lady Dark Angel
A/N: I'm so happy! I want to thank my reviewers. Three reviews in less then 24 hours! You guys are wonderful!
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And that's it for the reviews! You make me so happy and it's a lot easier to update because you inspire me. THANK YOU AGAIN!!! By the way, I changed the rating again…I feel that things are going to get hotter…just to warn you. Now… ONWARD WITH THE STORY!
Chapter 10 Let The Games Begin!
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Recap.
Anticipation was key and soon she'd be dancing in his hands again. It amused him really. His young dragon was full of surprises.
She stood just out of his reach, deciding to change out her riding crop for her Mace-sama. Interesting.
Filia was a novice at mind games. One of the biggest rules was to NEVER free your victim. Ever. Oh well, she'd just have to learn the hard way…
Before Filia could even drop the last lock Xellos teleported right behind her.
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Xellos pulled her close, smiling when she gasped. His lips found the hollow of her neck. She smelled wonderful, like leather, blood, and vanilla. His favorite combination. She smelled like sin.
She looked so scrumptious, although he'd have loved to see her in something purple, or perhaps red. Blood red. Maybe a collar like she had him wearing…
He groaned in his throat, nipping gently at her nape. Erotic ideas plagued him. He smoothed his hands up and down her sides, feeling the contours of her body through the almost skin-tight outfit, running a hand down her arm, plucking mace-sama from her slackened grip.
Yummy….
"Mistress you seem to be too constricted in this corset…" he murmured as his fingers pulled at the laces. "As your humble slave I will contrive to keep you…comfortable…." Her only response was a whimper.
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Filia was panicking. Xellos' fingers where leaving a trail of fire down her spin and his lips were making her delirious.
No, no, no, no, no! I'm in charge! Resume control, resume control!
She tried to concentrate, fighting off the delicious effects of Xellos' kisses. If she didn't turn the tables again, she would be too weak in reality to protect herself!Her breath caught in her throat when he moved in front of her, easing the corset downward. She barely listened as he whispered against her flesh about how hot her body must be trapped inside all that leather. She was getting desperate. Her eyes wandered the room looking for some salvation…the cell…useless. She couldn't get him in those chains again. The rack….the rack! Perfect.
Filia caught his face with her hands and brought him back up from his intended path to her bosom.
"You've done well my slave…" She said falling back into her role. "Good behavior deserve a reward…" she grinned, grabbing his chain and pulled him along (and pulling up her top as they neared their destination.)
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Xellos felt a little put out. They were right there! Those lovely globes were just out of his reach…Her grin was so impish that he found himself smiling back. This was what he wanted. A woman who could dish it out and take it. Inwardly he snickered.
She'll take it alright.
He willingly followed her lead. Normally he'd hate wearing a collar but when the end was being held by Filia…well who was he to say no?
The floor was cold to his bare feet. The dungeon kind of drafty. Maybe he'd make a dungeon to adjourn his bedroom. The idea gave him shivers, A few chains on the walls to imprison a certain dragon…where she could be the topless one… The dirty thoughts warmed him through. He almost ran into her back when she stopped.
She'd led him to… the rack? He was surprised. As much as he liked a good stretch… Filia turned towards him, her eyes glittering. Her tail swished back and forth against the floor.
"On the rack slave!" What was she up to?
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"Your reward a waits…" She gave Xellos' chain a sharp tug, pulling him forward. He seemed hesitant. Shit.
Common…common…
If he didn't get on, then she'd be in serious trouble. After a moment, thankfully, he moved. He laid on his back against the wooden slab, eyes questioning her.
"Don't worry, I wont…hurt you." She chuckled as she tied him down. The thick ropes left him splayed out like a giant 'X'. A nice vulnerable position.
Now to stall.
Filia crawled onto the rack, positioning herself just over Xellos' lap. His eyes were open and giving her heated looks. With a grin she leaned over toward the wall, her chest a scant few inched over his face.
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The little witch was teasing him again. If he could just…move...his head a little higher…damn.
She pulled back with…a candle? Xellos hissed as a few drops of hot wax splattered on his bare chest. Pleasure/pain zinged through his veins. For a dragon of light, she was damn evil. A bit more wax. He groaned, arching his back.
"Mistress…please…" he begged. Her hips were nestled against him, and he was aching. He closed his eyes only to have them pop open at the feel of her petite tongue on his nipple. Oh. L-Sama. He wasn't sure if he was in heaven or hell.
When she bit him, he knew. Yep, hell. She was torturing him by not letting him touch her. She was going to pay dearly.
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Watching Xellos squirm against the ropes, Filia felt triumphant. Yes. Now he was her toy. She hovered over his chest, alternating between spilling hot wax and teasing his manly nipples. His groans were very encouraging. She put the candle down.
"Does my slave want something…" she asked, the little devil inside her, making her bold. His only response was a growl.
Funny, he sounds like a wild animal…I wonder what would happen if I…
She ran her nails gently down him chest till they met his waist band. He jumped.
Hmmm….
To be really evil, she shifted her hips just so, brushing against an interesting hard spot. He almost barked that time, eyes glowing deep amethyst. Fascinating.
"F-Filia…." He ground out.
Filia leaned upward, tracing her tongue over his lips, soothing the split on his lower lip, and down his chin. She noticed his arms were taunt against the ropes, pulling like he was trying to break them.
" Poor, poor Xellos shall I…give you your reward then?" she chuckled smugly.
Her hands smoothed over his skin (wet from perspiration), down from his arms, further down his chest to his slim hips. She scooted down, trailing nibbling kisses along his naval, working lower.
Lets see how long your composer lasts Mr. Metalium…
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Xellos was in trouble. She was touching him, playing with him now. The lower she went on his body (taking his trousers with her), the more anxious he felt.
So close… when her lips touched below his hip, he nearly fainted. The air was chilly, her mouth hot. He was trembling. Why wouldn't these ropes break!?
Then she was there. It was a shock as keen as pain. He was dying. Filia was going to kill him and her weapon was ecstasy. He was at her mercy. Her mouth was so wet and hot, how long could he hold it?
Her eyes stared up at him from her position, watching his reaction. She looked so cute. He thought wryly. His control was breaking…any second…then…
He bolted up in bed, panting. He wasn't in a dungeon, he wasn't on a rack being sweetly tortured by a golden-haired siren…he was in his room. His sheets were soaked from his perspiration, tangled from his thrashing…
She'd done it to him. She'd brought him to peaks and turned him loose. Anger wasn't an appropriate word to describe how he felt. Rage. He was pissed off!
How dare she do that! At least when he possessed her, he was kind enough to give her, her pleasure!
She wants to play with fire does she? Well then Filia…how about we play for keeps?
He growled deep inside his chest. She was going to pay.
He carefully got up from his bed and made his way to the bathroom for a cold, cold shower.
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Feeling more like himself, Xellos found himself outside Filia's bedroom window. He tested the barrier, pleased to find it gone. Projection spells were very draining. He teleported right along side her bed.
Smudges under eyes foretold her exhaustion. Just as well, he thought. She was so helpless…he could kill her and she wouldn't be able to stop him, not that she could anyways.
Xellos lifted a lock of her hair, rubbing it between his fingers.
Like silk…
He had the aching urge to yank her up by her hair, force her against a wall and finish what she started.
No. humiliation was better. He hadn't felt anything of her emotions in the 'dream'. Tomorrow he'd make up for it with a whole buffet of pain from her. She was still so tasty after all.
Looking around her room, he spied what he was looking for. Good. He walked to her dresser and picked up his lost book before teleporting away, though not before leaving behind a..present.
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Filia groaned as her alarm clocked screamed at her. Morning was not her favorite time of day.
She got up and trudged her way to the bathroom, wiping the sleep from her eyes as she jumped in the shower.
Man I'm pooped…that spell took more out of me then I thought it would.
She sighed as she toweled off back in her bedroom. Wrapping her hair up, she opened her closet…and screamed.
Everything was GONE! Only naked hangers occupied the space and a pair of oddly familiar boots…
Filia began to worry and ran to her dresser, throwing open drawers. Empty. She opened up her underwear drawer and gasped.
A leather skirt, a corset top, thong, and fishnet stockings were all in the drawer. She was confused.
How did..? when did?..
It was the same outfit from the spell but…red…? She frantically looked around the room, tearing it apart to find the book. It was missing.
There was NO WAY in hell she was going to wear THAT to work. She ran into the bathroom for her nightgown and robe. They were gone. What the hell!?!? Clad in her towel she ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone.
I'll call Lina…no her clothes wont fit...Saria! yes I'll call her!
She began to dial the number when a shadow fell over her. Frozen at the sudden familiar feeling…
…Oh no….
"Hello Filia."
…Xellos…
A/N: Weeeeeeeeeeeell That was a longer one then usual. (Xellos munching on pop corn. "Hey share!") I hope I didn't disappoint you all too badly. I just didn't want to rush them. But the torture was fun. I really wanted Filia to have 'revenge' so I couldn't let him take back control, sorry. Please Review I love your input! Thank you!!!!! See you next Chappie!
Lady Dark Angel