Hazy Vision
By: Komo Pineconeseed
Disclaimer: Haunting Ground belongs to CAPCOM.
Warnings: Sexual situations. young!Lorenzo/Fiona. WIP. Sporadic chapter lengths, genres, and updating.
A/N: Breaking my own rule; I usually want to update at least two chapters at a time for this story, but I need to do some serious research about alchemy for the next chapter. I've written this chapter half a year ago, so I'm mostly posting it to assure y'all I haven't forgotten 'bout Hazy Vision. The next update really will likely be after I'm done with Something Long Forgotten.
Chapter Eleven
Lorenzo hurled a beaker against the array painted on the wall, and glowered as it shattered into smithereens. That godforsaken Riccardo had completely ruined all of his ingredients! His plan on creating a new homunculus with the wet method had been set back by at least four weeks since he now had to refine actually usable material from the Variatio Machina.
He snorted in disgust.
How in the world had a great alchemist such as himself create such a useless piece of matter!? If only Ugo had stayed, Lorenzo could have continued his work to finally realizing the Great Truth. He shouldn't be set back like this! It was absolutely frustrating!
His berserk fury was interrupted when the door clicked opened and Fiona Belli sauntered in. The auburn-haired man gazed up in surprise. His eyes narrowed. It seemed his little Azoth had decided to pay him a visit instead of that miserable mutt. In addition, her mood appeared to be completely calm in contrast to her temper tantrum when he last he saw her a few days ago. What was she planning…?
"Aureolus Lorenzo. I was looking for you."
If Lorenzo was surprised by Fiona looking for him, he was absolutely stunnedwhen she walked up to him, grabbed the back of his head, and kissed him.
It wasn't a gentle, chaste kiss either. The child seemed to pour all of her frustrations into it as her nips was sharp little ones, and her tongue was forceful as it swept over his lips. For a moment, the alchemist just stood there, but he regained his composure and pushed her off him. She stumbled a little, but didn't fall. Instead, she tilted her head when she looked at him.
Lorenzo only had the barest idea of her motivations, and his confusion manifested into a glare.
"What was that?" To his consternation, he was the one who voiced the question.
"I'm surprised." Again, she was completely nonchalant as she stood proudly in front of him. "I was sure you would have taken that opportunity to suck out my Azoth."
Did his little Fiona just test him? Lorenzo laughed as he reached out and pulled her to him. Surprising him even further, the child seemed to just melt in his arms and wrapped her own around his waist.
"Ah, my dear. If I wanted your Azoth immediately, I would have already taken it."
Fiona kissed the corner his mouth before sassing back, "Why not? You scared?"
The immortal just stared at her. He was sure he hadn't inhaled any of fumes from the Riccardo's rubbish. Just what was the child playing at?
"Do you… want me to remove your life essence?"
"Actually, I just want you to kiss me." Her pout set his blood on fire, and the whiny tone sent that heat straight to his groin.
Somewhere in the back of his head, it registered that his little Azoth was acting very strangely, but whatever she was planning could not have been that threatening. He pressed his lips against hers again. Fiona must have done some meditating over her life options. After all, the intensity to which she returned his kiss was incredible, and she made sweet little moans as she caressed his chest and shoulders. Her fingernails scrapped over left nipple.
The necessity for air caused the two of them to break apart, but Fiona still did not shy away from his touch. He held her close as he panted down her neck.
"Come," his dear interrupted the silence. She grabbed his hand, and started pulling him towards the door leading to the hallway. "Let's go have some fun together." Her half-lidded gaze was positively alluring. Lorenzo smirked and followed her lead.
They half-ran to the castle suite, and the moment the two entered the room, Fiona started clawing at the tie around his robe. He helped her loosen it, exposing more of his chest, but he stopped her when she tried to move lower to kiss the newly exposed skin. Instead, he reached around her and tried to remove her top. He managed to untie the bottom bit, but his stillness belied his confusion on how to proceed further.
Fiona tried her best not to snicker too hard lest she ruined the mood. "Looks like not everything is within the capabilities of the 'great alchemist'. And after I showed you how to take it off a few days ago too."
Lorenzo pulled away from her to glare. Either Fiona turned positively fearless or his arousal prevented his anger from reaching its full effect because the young blonde just smiled coyly before running a finger down his cheek.
"Since you seemed to be having so much trouble." She somehow managed to pull off her shirt in one fluid movement. Lorenzo stared at the marvelous sight before Fiona moved to shield herself from his gaze. His eyebrows pinched together at having his eye candy taken away.
"It's cold."
Almost as an afterthought, the alchemist gave a flick of his wrist. A fire began to blaze from the fireplace, startling Fiona. Lorenzo took advantage of her distraction and pushed her onto the bed. Their lips clashed together. Unlike all of his previous women, however, Fiona would simply not lie passively and kept trying to take back control.
To maintain his dominance, the auburn-haired immortal slid down, fondling and sucking her breasts for a short while before moving down more to kiss her flat stomach. His movements continued southward. Finally, he felt Fiona's surprise when he reached under her skirt and started pulling her knickers down, over her boots, before tossing it onto the floor.
"What are you doing?" Her tone wavered. The elder Belli smirked against a thigh. It was time he regained control of the situation.
His grin was entirely sleazy as he lowered his head again. "What does it look like?" His hand snaked in between her thighs. She was not as ready as he preferred. He pressed his nose into her pubic hair and took a deep whiff. Her scent was tangy and smelled strongly of woman.
"I won't leave a drop behind, my dear."
Fiona's sharp gasp turned quickly into pleasurable moans.
