wallpaper/743688/Chapter 11-Kiss me~

Saber knew one thing. She needed that gem. She needed Lancer...Now. She knew she owed it to him to save him and bring him back, after he agreed to help her and went into the past just to be tricked by Archer. She ran her hand through her hair, knowing the only way to get close to Archer was in a way which she...wouldn't like but her body loved. She fiddled with the bracelet, looking at the golden surface and pressing down on anything that seemed press able. The bracelet glowed and wrapped her in the golden light, the warmth of it before had burned her and now she realized it was actually familiar and warm, soothing.

No.

She couldn't let herself relax into Archer's ways. No matter how he acted, rude, rough or kind and gentle, he was doing something wrong and she'd stop it. Today. She spun around to look into the mirror, her mind dreading the appearance. It was a blue dress, revealing her back and some of her leg. She would have been beautiful if she weren't so unaccustomed to seeing herself like this. She looked down at her fingers, remembering how Lancer's fingers had brushed hers, just the slight warmth from that brought memories back from the present and the far past when they had to fight against each other. She pun around, touching her chest and grabbing at a shawl, slinging it around her shoulders to cover herself. That should help. She hurried out the room, gulping and running a hand through her hair. She was nervous and she hoped to god nothing happened to her. She peele into every room and blinked as she found Archer sitting gracefully on the throne, wearing his own unique garments and yet again revealing his fit torso. She had the urge, embarrassingly enough, to touch him and trace the lines of his stomach.

"Archer?" She called softly, stepping out as he looked up, eyes widening. The cup of wine in his hand almost shook and he stepped from the throne, still watching her.

"Oh...S-Saber...you..." He stuttered and his cheeks actually gave a soft pink color. Saber swayed towards him, regrettably giving a shake to her hips as she walked towards him. Back in Britain, many woman had done such things to her since many thought she was a man, although she had turned them down. Archer gulped and sat back as Saber gently placed her hand on his chest, pushing him down. He placed the wine cup down, and wrapped his arms around her waist, slinking her down on top of him. Saber pushed the blush she was holding on her cheeks down, smiling seductively as Archer looked up at her.

"Saber...what are you doing?"

"I thought about what you said Archer and I want to be yours, make me yours, please." She whispered, leaning down towards his ear. She felt Archer shiver and his breath came out heavy,"I...wait." He grumbled and pushed her down, stealing the shawl from her shoulders. His eyes gleamed in desire as he took her arms, tying them behind her back.

Saber stared in alarm but Archer merely shushed her, taking her from behind her neck like he did that one night before. Saber looked up at him, blinking into his gorgeous eyes and now feeling all her embarrassment flush on her cheeks. Archer grabbed for his wine glass, looming over her and pushing the wine glass to her lips,"Drink.."

Saber felt her stomach churn but she nodded subtly, opening her mouth and gulping down the liquid. It slid warmly down her throat and just as she were getting used to it, Archer heaved her head up, threw the cup away and smiled. The cup clattered to the floor, shattering the silence and Archer kissed her roughly in wanting, groaning as he pushed his hands aggressively through her hair. Saber struggled against the tightly tied shawl around her wrists and quickly flexed to undo it. Archer was engulfing her, and she couldn't help the soft sound that escaped her lips as he kissed back, distracting him from what she planned. Archer's hand ran around and pressed on her back, sliding the dress a little lower over her breasts. Saber flinched and resisted from punching him or kicking him as he led his mouth down to the very surface of her breasts, not anywhere near parts she didn't want touched but just the top which was revealed through her dress. The shawl finally slipped from her wrists and she grabbed Archer's head, breathing hard from the pleasure of his provocative kisses.

"Kiss me..."

Archer caught her bottom lip between his teeth, tongue just behind the layer of his smooth, hot lips.

"As you wish my queen." He mumbled gruffly, invading her mouth with his tongue and making her breath come out hot. Saber struggled, hands shaking as she dropped towards his pocket, pulling the gem easily free. She didn't want this anymore. She wanted his tongue out of her mouth, even her body was buzzing with excitement to find and see Lancer. But she hadn't thought of a plan to escape. Saber dropped the gem into the hidden pocket of her dress, mumbling inaudible words. Archer hitched her up on his lap, moaning,"Saber...I'll make you mine for sure." He took her hand and pulled her from the throne, her feet suddenly gaining the weight of her body. She stumbled and bumped against Archer. He chuckled and pushed a strand of her hair from her face,"My pretty Saber, let's go."

Saber watched him with wide eyes,"W-Where..?"

"To my room."

Saber gulped, that wasn't part of the plan. Sleep with him, it wasn't part of the plan. Even though his warm body on hers would most likely feel much more pleasurable than his lips on her own. Saber's body felt hot but she didn't want to sleep with him, it didn't matter if it would feel good, she would not degrade herself to that. Archer was still smiling in that soft way, the want and desire still in his eyes but a much softer feeling inside it.

"But...why?" She questioned, lifting her self up and peering into his eyes.

Archer cupped her cheek, caressing it,"Because I lov-"

"My king...oh." A butler bowed low to them both and Archer growled in annoyance, letting Saber go as she watched him. He paused and trailed back, pecking her forehead and smiling,"Wait for me."

Saber looked away from his gaze and hurried from the room, tightening her hair and grabbing the skirt in her hands she rushed towards the basement. She followed what Archer had done, lifting the golden statues head and pressing the button. Silently, the wall opened up and she ran down without hesitation,"Wait for me Lancer.." She said breathlessly, skidding to a stop and taking the gem from her pocket and fiddling it with her hands. She want to jump with glee but she had to act quick. Hurriedly, she plugged the gem into the spot it belonged in and it began to glow. The portal opened much easier now and she immediately saw Lancer investigating the path, as if looking through a window.

"Diarmuid." She mumbled and he watched her, reaching up and grabbing hold of her hand before jumping forward, using his flexibility to slip inside. He gripped his lance's tightly and they clattered to the floor as he grabbed her into an embrace, trapping her hands at his chest. She nuzzled her head against him, and smelled his familiar scent. She pulled the gem free and smiled up at him, memorizing his face and catching the glint of his gorgeous golden brown eyes.

"Saber...I see you...I feel you.." He looked her up and down, his eyes widening and he pushed her back from her shoulders. His eyes roamed her body, his cheeks flushing,"What in the world are you wearing?"

"I-I...Archer has...done this to me..." She replied and reached for her dress, bashfully nodding,"This bracelet..."

"He? Have you been here the whole time?" He whispered and examined her bracelet with delicate fingers. He was careful with her, his other hand slipping from her shoulders and falling to hold her at her waist. Saber peered up at him, nodding kindly,"Yes..."

Lancer's eyes flickered up her body again,"These...?" His soft, worried gaze transformed into anger and he brushed his fingers across the small, black and blue dots of where Archer had kissed her and the forming one on her breast. Saber flushed in humiliation,"I wanted to fight back, I was going to but with you trapped in the past, I didn't know how to bring you back."

She explained the best she could and she was even more humiliated, embarrassed and ashamed from what Arched had done to her. Lancer lifted Saber up, pushing her onto the alter and sitting her down,"My apologies Saber.." He mumbled and bowed his head to her,"If I hadn't gotten trapped there..."

"It's not your fault, it's Archers..."

He nodded but his eyes betrayed him from the guilt warping in them. He took his red lance and spun it in his hands, nodding and striking the bracelet. It broke off and Saber looked around her,"I suppose I can't change back once it's broken."

Lancer nodded,"How long have you been dresses like this?"

"Today. And on the first day but it was something much more revealing until I managed to make Archer change me into something more familiar."

Lancer blatantly showed his anger and guilt in his eyes as he touched her, feeling the marks left by Archer's kisses, he sighed.

"Lancer...?" Saber questioned and yelped when he lowered his head, pecking each mark except the one on her breast, softly holding her the arms. Saber flushed in his grip, calmly shutting her eyes. Lancer was kind, and his lips were soft on her skin...

She felt so weak but at the same time, she felt strong for enduring Archer's attacks on her body so if Lancer felt the need to do such things, let him be.

His eyes met hers and they strongly kept her gaze, his breaths coming out soft and warm on her face as she reached forward, tugging on his curl that draped handsomely over his face. He smiled humorously,"Beautiful."

"What?"

"You..I mean you are beautiful." Lancer whispered, running his long slender fingers through her golden blonde hair, taking the ribbon and pulling it free.

Saber blinked in shock and went to re tie her hair but Lancer shook his head,"No, don't."

"But...why?"

Lancer smirked and leaned closer,"Saber, so many questions. You are so very naive."

Saber felt her cheeks grow hot and her heart fluttered. A flutter. Now that, was new. Archer hadn't caused her heart to stir and yet Lancer was easily doing so.

"But why leave my hair down? Do men always do this, does it make a woman more pretty? Appearances never mattered to me before, I was simply a king...what do you expect me to do!?"

Lancer chuckled at her confusion and anger, stroking her hair between his fingers,"Why? Because I want to kiss you."

Saber didn't have time to register before Lancer presses his lips to hers, refilling all those memories of him kissing her on New Years then at the school, at his home..all these times. But why. He leaned over her as her hands slipped, her back falling against the alter.

"Lancer..." She mumbled and watched exasperatedly as he clambered up from her, covering his eyes with his forearm,"My apologies again Saber. I just couldn't help myself. You look...very..." He averted his gaze and stole her hand into his grip, pulling her up against him.

Saber's heart was fluttering wildly as she watched him slink over and pull her sword out from where she had pierced it into the ground,"Here."

She nodded and gripped the handle, waving her hand and transforming into her armored self. She looked up at Lancer,"Is this better?"

"Yes...I mean, you didn't look bad before. That's not what I meant, you looked wonderful, you didn't have to change." He was rambling now and Saber frowned,"We should hurry out of here." She took the gem in her head and dropped it to the floor, slicing across the surface of it with her sword, shattering it. Lancer followed closely after her, eyes narrowed and ready for any attack but either Archer was choosing to let them go or simply unaware of their escape because the run towards the front door was impossibly easy. Lancer stopped and looked back as Saber paused at the front door, the sun hitting her skin and warming It up. She could have sworn she saw Archer watching them and Lancer touched her forearm, nodding at her quickly to go. Saber hopped down the front steps and darted away from the mansion.

Lancer twisted around, smiling at the taxi driver kindly before paying and letting him drive off in a flurry of messes and catastrophes. Saber sighed and quietly followed him up towards his house where everything would soon be familiar again. Through all the mess, she had forgotten to ask about Caster...the very sole purpose she and Lancer had gone to agree to Archer's offer. Lancer sighed, arching his back and stretching his arms once they were in his house. He was unharmed and seemingly okay. Saber touched her lips and stammered a good excuse for her heart to be beating so quickly at just the thought of it. Looking at Lancer now had no effect on it...Her body was a confusing piece of work since all these 3 years of being without the holy grail war. It felt good but at the same time...weird. She transformed back to her usual way, the armor slipping away, leaving her in the blue dress she had on when she saved Lancer. Sheepishly, she reached for a anything to cover herself but this wasn't her home.

"Here, you can change into this." Lancer said, walking down the hallway towards her and holding a green button up shirt. Saber nodded her thanks and swiped it from him before slipping into the room he had let her sleep in before. She let the dress fall from the ground. She was vaguely aware of Lancer leaning against the door outside and she slowly pulled her arms through the arms holes, buttoning up the small white buttons. The shirt was big on her, most likely too big for Lancer as well since it covered her hands and went down to her knees. She padded towards the door, reaching for the handle when she stopped, listening for any movement through the door.

"Lancer?" She called, pressing her ear to the door as he shifted about.

"Yes?"

"Why did you go into the past?"

Lancer was silent. He sighed,"I only wanted to help, do you blame me for letting Archer do such horrible things to you?"

"Of course not!" She exclaimed, swinging the door open to talk to him face to face, otherwise he surely would think she was lying,"I would never blame you for anything. You wanted to help me, that is all. And I am grateful."

His expression softened and he looked her up and down, smiling,"The first day we separated, it was hard to find anything to wear so I simply picked anything out, this was obviously too big."

Saber laughed,"I must look dwarfish."

Lancer stared at her in amusement,"I am not sure if I should answer that."

"What do you think?"

Lancer sighed,"Saber...you look very, very dwarfish."

"You!" Saber lashed out with her fist and Lancer easily dodged it, smirking and cocking his head to the side.

"You'll have to try harder than that."

Saber chuckled and attacked him again, only to have him slink away once more. She was only toying with him, not really trying to hurt him. Saber frowned as he laughed again, catching one of her fists in his hand and leaning in,"Dwarfish might be an under statement."

Saber growled under her breath, swinging with her leg and catching him in his side. Lancer grunted,"But strong."

Saber glared,"Not even half." She darted forward, swiping her arms around to jab him but he jumped backwards. She wanted to move faster, if it were with her sword and his lance, it'd be a much harder, better, more exciting fight. She spun around, eyes gleaming and fists clenched. Lancer stepped back, grunting as his foot slipped against that one step from the bedroom flooring to the living room. She smiled, spinning around and smashing her body against him, he grabbed hold of her, heaving her over his head and laughed,"Maybe I meant to do that."

"I know..like our first fight.." She kept her grip on him, and tugged, both of them slipping and crashing against the couch. Lancer bellowed chuckling and she huffed, glancing up at him and pulling his shirt down back over her legs. He was a beaming piece of sunshine and his eyes roamed all over her face,"I wish we never had to fight in such a war."

"We would have never met." She responded, tugging on the curl which was now hanging over one eye and his nose. She grinned foolishly as he blew at her fingers, using his nose to touch her fingers.

"We would have met either way."

"Really? Is there any way to know?" She whispered, shrugging against him.

Lancer watched her with calculative eyes,"I know many things."

"Ah-hah, yes, you are so very wise." She smiled and tapped his forehead, craning her neck to look at the time. He watched her as she shifted and once again, his fingers touched the bruise looking spots received from Archer. She flinched in surprise. He wasn't warm at all, he was freezing! She shivered,"Haven't you seen these already?"

"I just keep imagining him...what he was doing to you while you had to endure it. I feel guilty."

"You couldn't do anything. Regardless, your back so-"

"He touched you here..." He traced his fingers down her neck, frowning heavily and his hands never went down to her breast, he simply strayed away from it, averting his gaze. Regardless, he would have to unbutton the shirt to see it.

"What did he do to you...tell me..where else had he kissed you?" Lancer questioned, flipping her around so she was lying on her back and he was over her, determinedly looking down at her.

"Just there." Saber said, confused,"And on my lips."

Lancer looked alarmed and he pushed away from her, clicking his tongue in anger,"How dishonorable...touching you there..of all places."

Saber looked at him, shaking her head,"It's no use anymore."

"Every time you see those spots, you'll think of him." He grumbled and Saber blinked,"So...?"

"Of him kissing you, touching you and making you feel...what did you feel Saber?"

"I-I..." Her cheeks flooded with red at the question and Lancer pulled her back, taking her face in his hands,"Let me erase those feelings. Let me..."

Saber noticed the look in his eyes and she had no use but to nod kindly. Lancer unbuttoned the first two buttons of her shirt, his lips trailing feather light touches up her neck as Saber lay down on the couch for him, his mouth finding the first spot and slowly kissing it roughly but pleasurable. Saber gasped and flinched, reaching for something to hold as her heart flapped invisible wings. She held onto him, biting her lower lip,"Y-You..."

Lancer fell down to the next spot, kissing then with even more pressure than he did the first, he pulled up, eyes filling her own. He looked at her in curiosity,"Your blushing so much."

Saber was silent and she turned her face to the left as Lancer went to the next spot and each one after that, making her squirm in pleasure. She clenched her hands against his back, piercing his skin softly with her nails.

"Saber...I regret knowing he got to see you like this, so cute.. So pretty and so full of wanting." He mumbled against her skin, hands falling to undo more buttons. Saber jumped,"Lancer!"

He froze,"I'm sorry. Saber, may I please." His fingers were still on the last button to undo it just to reveal her breast. Of course, as custom, she were wearing a bra but it was still embarrassing. Lancer looked at her pleadingly and she gulped, shaking her head. Lancer was gentle and careful to move slow as he popped the next button and revealed the last spot, the biggest one and the one that made her the most heated up. Lancer slowly knelt done, kissing it softly and then harder until he was almost suckling on the soft skin. His tongue was smooth and hot on her flesh as Saber bucked upwards, eyes widening in shock.

"You..." She gasped and flinched as he but down carefully, making her yelp and hold him tighter. He watched her and blinked, hiding the emotion in his eyes and looking away from her,"Saber...don't look at me like that. It'll make me go crazy."

"Huh?" Saber blinked from her stupor, her dazed feelings seeming to die down as her hands slipped from him. She looked down at herself, blushing, and covering herself up. Lancer watched her reaction but triumphant smile was visible on his lips, the lips that touched her so much. Her heart was pounding.

"Wha else did he do?" Lancer whispered, taking her hands in his own. Saber jumped. He wasn't done. What more could he possibly want? How much could she take. The more he touched her, the more her heart swelled up. She whispered,"Kissed me. He put his thumb too..it was so weird, it felt weird...I didn't know what to do. He licked my ears and nibbled on them.." Saber shivered and watched Lancer shift closer to her, stroking his fingers delicately through her hair.

She sighed,"I don't know if I can take much more.." She looked up at him and shrieked in shock as his thumb touched her lip, rubbing it nicely. Lancer's gaze never left her mouth as he played with it, thumb tracing along her lips. Saber's breath came out choppy. Was she feeling nervous? Of all things! Her heart beat hard inside her and she made a disgruntled noise as Lancer pushed his thumb inside her mouth, feeling it along every where. It was like another tongue and he pulled it in and out, his lips tugging on a smile. His eyes narrowed and he was breathing heavier, more gruffly and manlier. Saber was confused. Archer also became like this? Was it something men usually did when they did this to girl's? Had Lancer done this to someone else. Her heart thudded even harder at the thought of that. A soft noise escaped her as Lancer's thumb softly pulled away from her mouth halfway before pushing back in, he kept doing so and she felt the roof of her mouth tingling. Finally, she opened her mouth, her tongue being pulled softly with his fingers. Lancer's eyes widened and he looked away, embarrassed as he shifted position, his thumb falling from her lips,"I...have to cool down."

"Where are you going?" Saber asked, watching him spin away from her on the coach,"The bathroom" he whispered and went towards the kitchen, a longer way to the bathroom. She watched him until looking away and his feet made loud noises running towards the bathroom. She fell back over, softly thumping back down into the couch. Her body felt hot and her head felt light headed. She rubbed her temples, gasping,"Why does it feel so good? I can't understand anything in this world."