Our First Fall
A Meliodas and Elizabeth story
BellaCreatura is a dear for looking over this with me. Thank you.
Chapter Thirty-Six: Unexpected Discovery
"Lady Elizabeth!" A voice called, knocking at my door. "The war council will convene in an hour." Groggily I rubbed at my eyes, feeling Meliodas roll from me, his hardness slid against the outside of my most sensitive spot and I shivered. He laid on his back, blanket tented at his bulge and I stretched out, not ready to get up. Meliodas groaned, low, his hand coming up to reverently feel over my stomach and up to my chest.
"I'll be there," I called out thick with sleep. Meliodas pulled away, stretching. "I took a guard, I'll let him know too."
"Good. I'll inform the others." The voice outside my room replied. Meliodas stilled, arm over his face and I frowned looking over at his profile.
"I should have asked if you want to go before I said anything... Are you angry with me?" His arm dropped from his face as he turned to me, smiling. He was sleepy and adorable.
"No." He whispered, "I know what I need to do." I wasn't sure what he meant, his fingers brushing my cheek. "I need to kiss you." He rumbled and I grew warm, sliding my breasts over his chest, pushing forward with my feet to meet my lips to his. It deepened, mouths parted and tongues touched so softly.
Hand roamed all over, legs entangled, his groans spurred on my gasps. My toes stretched at the sensations, my core clenched at nothing. His mouth left mine and my breathing panted as he trailed open kisses down my neck and my breasts. "As much as I love kissing you, that's not what I meant." I flushed, his palms pressed at either of my knees and he continued to trail his open mouth kisses down my body with my core presented for the taking. "See why you need to know all the dirty words, Elizabeth?" He murmured against my skin.
It was like we'd spent no time apart. Halfway to an orgasm, his tongue worked me over with expertise. "Tell me you're mine." He breathed, hot and needy, knowing I was about to fall into the pleasure and with a firm flick, I tumbled.
"Meliodas..." I groaned, his words lost in the swirl of mindless white pleasure. Waves of it taking me under and I basked in it, adoring being like this with him once more.
When I was back to myself he was looking across the room on his knees, between mine. "You didn't glow." He muttered as I bent forward, tucking my legs behind me, intent on him in my mouth. Riding the wave of emotion that followed my release, I kissed the tip of his hardness before I started. "The flo-" I cut him off with an eager dive, my mouth slid over his member. I held my hair back and gave a lick of my tongue at his head.
I was too greedy for him, I went right for the goal, wanting to taste him.
"Fuuuck." He groaned, stretching his legs out, leaning back. I moved with him, not wanting to stop, up on my elbows as I positioned on all fours, bare ass in the air. "This view... I could look for days."
I sucked, licked and worked his cock with my mouth. He tensed, pulsing in my mouth and I knew how to take it now. No more drips down my face, not unless I wanted them. I swallowed and swallowed, basking in his uninhibited sounds. His harsh breathy hiss, his groan and I wished I could watch his face while he came like this but I didn't want to let go of him. He was finished and I kept at my ministrations, he was extra sensitive after. I liked when he arched his back like this, for me.
"Mercy." He pled and I popped him out of my mouth, kissing him along the vein and nuzzling my nose into the coarse blonde locks there. Meliodas chuckled, sitting up and unexpectedly a little slap sounded in the room before the strike stung. He... struck my behind? I froze, feeling my ass jiggle from the impact. It pinched but there was no lasting pain. Huh.
I straightened up on my knees to look at the little pink outline his fingers made and I felt it, moving my fingers over the mark.
"I've always been a boob man myself." He explained, his fingers joining mine to feel my rear over his fading mark "Lucky for me you are well endowed but seeing your perky ass, I have such a hard time picking my favorite part of you." I was still unsure if I liked being slapped, and in the name of science, Merlin having rubbed off on me, I asked, "Will you do that again?" My voice shook and I pushed my rear out toward him. His hand stilled on my behind, his breath catching. I needed to know if I liked this.
"Ask me to slap your ass." He commanded, low, kneading my skin like dough and I grew hot. The thought of me saying something so naughty amped up my nerves. I didn't think I could, but he waited and I gripped his bicep to hold my rear out easier.
"Eeehh..." I struggled to work through this. Did I want to be slapped that badly? It had been unexpected and I wasn't sure if it was sexual to me. "Will you... please, slap my ass?" I whispered, voice shaking. Meliodas groaned, kissing my head with affection and breathing me in as if scenting me. The hand on my behind shook my cheek for a moment before, slap.
I watched it, expected it, and my flesh does ripple like a stone was thrown into a still pond. Huh. So close to Meliodas' torso, I hear his low throaty groan and I flushed, aroused by his reaction more than the actual slap. If he liked it so much, I would take all the slaps he'd want to give. "You feel so good under my palm. Heaven is your skin, Elizabeth." He muttered and I giggled, moving to tuck myself into him. His arms came around me and we settled back into a lazy snuggle.
"Oh!" I pulled away, alarmed as I remembered where we were supposed to be. "We need to go." He grinned sheepishly.
"I'll be late to everything with all this perfect creaminess at my fingertips every morning," Meliodas admitted and I agreed silently as I got up to go to my dresser. "Watching you move... this is why I couldn't resist when you dove into the falls. My entire body responds to yours."
"Stop..." I whispered, my core grew warm again. I pulled a drawer open to find something that would fit and at eye level I saw my flower resting on top of the dresser. It's different. "My body responds to yours too," I muttered in awe while looking at the new growth. From the purple-black core, five stamens were growing from it, curling at the ends in tight spirals. They were pretty.
"You didn't glow when you orgasmed, but your flower did," Meliodas spoke, rustling fabric sounded behind me. I poked the springs and frowned.
"I didn't know it would change," I grumbled, picking it up. It filled my palm differently. "Is it bigger?!" I exclaimed, growling as I smashed it against the dresser. I had to try harder now that I knew it could change.
"I'm fond of that, be gentle," Meliodas protested, coming at my side. He's dressed. A green button crop top coat that showed his ripped abs and matching pants with a chain dangling from his side. I covered my mouth to hide my teasing smile. "I don't have my own clothing." He defended, his grin spreading, not at all ashamed.
"Me neither," I frowned while looking into the drawer with unease. "Everything is a size too small." He pulled a button up dress free and I shook my head no. "That one I can't button over my... uh, chest," I whispered the last word and his smile tilts sideways.
"For sure, this one." He held it out to me and I accepted, knowing I could tie my scarf long enough to cover myself. I buttoned it, dressing in front of him and when I noticed him watching me, I fumbled with the next clasp. "Let me." Meliodas pulled the fabric and it does barely close over my body until it gets to my breasts. He took far too much pleasure in struggling to tug the dress front over my bust.
When he brushed imaginary dust off my chest, my hips and my rear, I finally swatted him away. "What?" He joked, innocently and I shoved the now healed flower into my cleavage and tied the thin scarf around my neck.
With both of us presentable we headed out.
Meliodas didn't have a thing to his name outside his massive Giant Broadsword. I realized then, with slowing movements, he really did leave everything behind for me. I knew, but the abstract was coming into focus. Meliodas had protected me, sacrificed all he had and I hated how happy I was that we were together, working for the same goal, in the same clan.
My longing for him was over, at a heavy cost, and my relief settled heavy with the knowledge I put my own feelings over so many others.
Everyone in the meeting chambers had already gathered and started. Our morning shenanigans must have taken longer than intended. A few of the Lance Corporals stood but Gloxinia laughed, waving at us coyly using his fingers close to his chin. Drole wasn't here. I guessed he might have volunteered to fight. There was only one seat left and I flushed as Ludociel stood from the center of the round table.
"I shouldn't be surprised you've appointed another dog as your guard." His cool voice broke through the murmurs and I flinched as my heart grew heavy. Estarossa... Ludocial exhaled a long, weary sigh. "Lady Elizabeth, your persistent disobedience hasn't gone unnoticed."
"Nor has your persistent annoyance." I hissed at a whisper and Meliodas grinned, being the only one to hear me. "Everyone, this is Sir Meliodas, Meliodas this is the Stigma Peace room." I touched his arm as I waved over the table, adding a Sir before his name in hopes to establish respect from everyone.
"Yo." Meliodas waved, speaking in a light friendly tone.
"War room." A lance Corporal corrected and I turned from Meliodas with narrowed eyes to stare him down.
"The goal is peace," I stated, firm.
"Let's not get into this again," Ludociel spoke, impatient. "Take your seat, Lady Elizabeth, we have heard from the seventh and fourth units. It seems the humans are taking the brunt of the demons aggression." Pointedly, he looked at Meliodas as if he should be held accountable for his clan's actions.
The others started up their discussion again, pointing to the colored pegs as updates were read off scrolls.
Meliodas took my hip as we walked to the last remaining seat, space where Drole usually sat just a wide empty spot beside me. I wouldn't leave Meliodas to stand, so I stopped at the table, motioning to Meliodas to take the seat if he wanted it. A wide, wicked smile spread across his face and I froze. That expression meant something naughty.
"What a wonderful idea, Elizabeth." He said, taking the seat and with his hand still on my hip, he pulled me into his lap. It was like the tavern in the demon realm, seemingly so long ago. He pressed my hips close, angling us to look over the map before us and my face burned as everyone stared, their jaws slack.
I heard a murmur, not trying to be quiet "I thought Mael and her were-"
"No." Gloxinia, of all people, cut off the comment. "It's always been Meliodas and Elizabeth, Mael's known that since Megadozer. If he were here he wouldn't disagree." I tried to relax against Meliodas, moving my arm to his shoulder and sitting against him as his hand wrapped around me at my back while his other pointed at the table.
"The yellow pegs, those are attacks?" Meliodas questioned and I confirmed it. "The humans could be the target for a few reasons. Grayroads may be seeding new lesser demons or they are looking for something. When I left we were looking for disappearing demons, it could be their investigation into those missing, or this could be an attempt to rebalance the scales of power now that I'm fighting on this side."
My hand on his shoulder gripped. He looked at me and I shook my head no, trying to tell him he didn't have to do this and he smiled softly. I returned it the best I could until the hand on my back snaked around my ribs and gripped my breast. "Eep!" I yelped, but no one acknowledged, too intent on the battles on the table or Meliodas' thoughts on the motivations behind the demons.
"They are searching for our stronghold." Ludociel spat, "The attacks here, are in and outs." He pointed to the others across our territory and into our allies as well. "Each one here was lead by a commandment. Fast, thorough and the skirmish is always over before our big forces arrive."
"We shouldn't be looking where they've been. Following their trajectory..." Meliodas shifted forward, rubbing his semi-hard self against my thigh. "If we can protect enough human settlements it would slow them down, prevent more seedlings and more importantly, save the most lives."
Meliodas...
"Tell us about the commandments." Ludociel demanded and I flinched, slowly glaring over at Ludociel but the other Lance Corporals nodded, agreeing with the Archangel. Even Gloxinia seemed to agree, as I looked over the table, not a person here thought it was wrong to put Meliodas in such a position. Another spoke up, "We've allowed you here. Prove your allegiance."
"He's already-" I began, flushing, I took a breath so as not to exude my frustration. "If Meliodas says he's on our side then he is. I trust him most in this world," I stated simply, and that seemed to ease some of the others as a few leaned back in their seats. Not near as many as I wanted, but I'd take it. I didn't look at Meliodas, but I reached across to touch his side as if I could protect him.
"Elizabeth has already given us what she knows about the Commandments." Ludociel stated, a smirk on his face. I froze, frowning at his cruelty. Did he think Meliodas didn't know? I would assume the same thing of my spy...
"Did she?" Meliodas asked blandly, but relented as his fingers trailed up my spine between my wings. "I'll tell you which power each of the commandments holds, and how the curse activates, in the hopes of saving you lot from that fate," and he does. I watched the side of his face, gripping his shoulder and wishing he wasn't doing this. I barely noticed him squeezing my boob with his free hand as he emphasized his points with the other hand waving before us over the map. Did Ludociel have to twist the knife?
Why was Meliodas letting him?
"And your own?" Ludociel asked. "You've betrayed your brethren's weaknesses do you refuse to confess your own? How do we fight your commandment?"
"I don't have one," Meliodas answered. "I abandoned it. As for my weakness..." He grinned, leaning toward me and I blinked, wishing he wasn't in this position. His hand grabbed my other breast in his palm and he wobbled them both around.
"Eeek! Meliodas." I hissed low, pushing his hands down with both of mine but he grinned all the more as he simply grabbed my behind. He roamed, using a single finger to trail across my inner thigh. At least it was under the table. My face was on fire as the meeting went on.
We were dismissed and Gloxinia asked to speak to Meliodas, and then, so did Ludociel. Of course, he agreed with a sheepish grin, shrugging at me as I told him I'd wait outside in the hall. Everyone else was leaving and I slipped out, wondering what they could want. It seemed like separate things but maybe not? I flew around in the hall, worried he was being reprimanded for something for over ten minutes. Ludociel came out and stopped in front of me, flying higher so I had to look up at him. As if this man needed more people to look down on.
"Will you be fighting now?" He asked and I didn't know what he meant. "Meliodas is a soldier first, he'll be dispatched where he is needed. I'll allow you to join him."
"Allow me?" I asked sardonically, a new confusion mixed with my irritation. Ludociel didn't respond, looking down at me with expectation. A smirk on his face as he waited and I sighed, he had me and he knew it. "I'll fight with him." I relented.
"Our people will be inspired if their own Lady is putting her life on the line." He gloated as he glided away, looking over his shoulder at me. "All that power shouldn't go to waste." Ludociel smirked arrogantly but he hadn't forbade me from being with him. Maybe he was coming around? Meliodas had done most of the talking in that peace meeting, a lot of it about how to fight his own kind... yet I never would have thought Ludociel would encourage me and Meliodas in any way. It's through fighting sure, which was good acclaim for his war, but still... Some growth from Ludociel was better than none.
Gloxinia and Meliodas stepped out together and their smiles invited me over. "Reminds me of our treaty talks, yeah?" Gloxinia said, grinning as he glided up. "I hope you don't mind me rushing off. I want to update Gerheade and tomorrow I'm heading for Ivanloake." He nodded my way, asking me to check in on his sister as often as I could while 'they' were away. I frowned, but he's leaving and I focused on Meliodas.
"When are we leaving?" I inquired as he started walking back toward our room with his elbows up, hands folded together at the back of his neck as if he didn't have a worry in the world. I glided after him, flying above. He looked back and up at me but I was waiting for his answer. If he was going, I would be too.
"Tomorrow, early." Meliodas grinned, eyes dancing and I dropped a foot in surprise.
"You're... okay with me fighting with you?" I needed reassured. He stopped, half turned toward me.
"You'll get mopey if you're cooped up for too long and I know it's pointless to fight with you about this. I can see the resolve in your eyes." He turned away, walking forward and I smiled at the back of his head. In a rush I flew forward, hugging him from behind, dropping my feet to the floor as my face pressed into his shoulder. He laughed. "I need to set up supplies, get my sword, meet our unit and plan."
From his open shirt I trailed my fingers down his abs, feeling over the indented v muscles above the waistline of his slacks while pulling away and straightening as if I hadn't felt him up. I took a card from his deck. "I'll come with you," I chirped, taking to the air in a rush when he turned around with the playful deviance I was used to.
"As if I could ignore you feeling me up!" He hummed while mock jumping to grab at me.
"Why not, I do it all the time when you feel me up in public." I reproached, taking off as fast as I could for the stairs and Meliodas was close behind. He caught me easily in the stairwell and in a fluid of motions I couldn't keep track of, my wings are to the wall and his face was under my dress. He rubbed his nose up the front of my underwear with a tilt of his neck. Heat spread and I felt my body ready for him in a slick rush. I felt him groan against me there, but I didn't hear it. "Meliodas!" I whispered, scandalized as he breathed me in with a deep inhale, his mouth opening over the front of my panties. His teeth grazed me and his hot exhale had me squirming.
I heard voices coming up and their shadows play on the wall. From Meliodas' movements, the seams were coming apart on my sanity and I thought, 'who cares who sees as long as he touches me.' In a blink, three Goddesses in armor were flying over while Meliodas nonchalantly held my hand and pulled me, dazed, down the stairs. He'd moved so fast, quick as lightning, and now he's acting as if a moment ago he wasn't a breadth from my bare sex!
Flustered and after a few steadying breaths, I realized where we were. We were on the landing for exiting this floor and I stopped. There were archives here, a library of information. Maybe following him around while he took care of his business wasn't the greatest idea, not when I had things to figure out myself. I didn't know the first thing about organizing a troop to defend against an army.
"I'll meet up with you later, if that's okay?" I asked him, flushing when distractedly I looked over, his head was tilted to the side and I leaned forward to kiss him, soft. "I'm going to find out about this flower." He smiled.
"Why don't we start what we finished." Meliodas pushed his hips forward and his erection was on display before he stood with his knee bent forward and it's hidden once more. "Oh." I found myself walking backward to stare at him a few moments longer. "Later," I whispered, flushing with the promise. I waved shyly bye and I smiled when he waved back with a soft expression I couldn't place. As I turned the corner, I watched him turn down the stairs to return to the barracks.
Almost immediately, I wanted to be where he went, but I pushed it down along with my stirred desires. If I didn't sort out this flower, Meliodas and I might not go any farther sexually and that wasn't acceptable. As long as this flower was harmless, we could move forward. I'd be damned if I'd let my mother get between the two of us. Although, if it was anything more than a purity flower, I didn't know how I could tell. My magic was awakened but my mother's was godlike.
The first open door I came upon was a storage area with boxes and old armor shoved in the spaces of the room. It was silent but I was not surprised as I'd hidden here to escape eating with Ludociel and Mael often enough. Because of this, I knew what I was looking for. The library room. I entered under the archway, smelling the parchment and ink while looking over the shelves. I liked it here as it seemed no one ever walked through here or visited.
It took me awhile to find how these tomes were organized and a moment longer still to find a book that even came close, called 'coupling traditions and acts'. The book creaked open, dust wafting and I flushed seeing the inked image of a man and a woman in a frog-like position, the man's member inside the woman. "Oh!" I tucked the pages against my chest, looking around but the rows between the shelves of stacked scrolls were still empty. No one was here.
There weren't chairs but there was a stack of cushions propped along a wall and I pushed one over with my foot to take a seat, back to the wall, facing the archway so I could hide my indecent discovery. I flipped to the index, finding the first section to be pre-coupling rituals and the third row from there it said 'The Bloom of Innocence'. "Finally!"
I turned to the page, a few flowers were inked on the paper but under the drawings it said each bloomed uniquely. A seed, from the heavenly realm from a certain pod, would only bloom if first touched by a virgin. Hm, so the seed had been untouched. I read on, about the theory behind it, the magic and I skimmed, trying to find the effects of it.
There! Okay... When consumed, the male would be gifted with an aura of protection, speculated to be linked to the woman's feelings? An old scratched note in the margin said 'faded with time? Or emotional changes?' barely able to be read, the indent more noticeable than the ink. A few rows down another scratch was there and I shifted the book in the light to read 'swl lvik' no... swirl like? I just couldn't tell what that chicken scratch said. Nothing was here about a flower growing later after it bloomed nor that touching it was sexual. It seemed in those old days the flower bloomed the night it was given. A part of the pairing ceremony.
The temple maidens used to be required to prove their innocence and their flowers would be on display there while in service. I shuddered, no way. That was way too intimate. It's eternal, as there were cases of death not fading the flower, nor the aura of protection for those that consummated the union- although rare.
Of course, nothing was in here about a demons reaction to eating one, or how to destroy one. Two of my main concerns. I frowned. Nothing has been normal for me, why would I expect my virginity to be normal? I sighed, my head falling to the book as I hunched over it in my lap. There was no magic words to dismiss it or reabsorb it.
I read about the ceremony. That it was a few words, the flower would bloom and be given to the partner, who would eat it. We skipped all that, thanks to my mother. He just had to eat it and... couple me. We could just hope for the best? Was it worth risking an adverse effect?
What I knew of sex so far, I definitely wanted to move forward with Meliodas. Perhaps we could without the flower being involved? Maybe it would die if I lost my virginity before it was eaten. With the thought a heavy grip squeezed at my throat from the inside. If it granted an aura of protection, the power source being my love for Meliodas, which would be endless... I wanted him to have that.
He needed it, in his position.
I flushed, looking around to make sure no one was here and I turned the pages to the inked images. Instantly my core grows warm, a twinge of need spread across my slit. There were so many ways to have sex. Her on top, him on top. Spooning, laying, sitting and when I turned the page I moved closer to the book. The man standing and her bending over. Against a wall! It was getting more and more complex. Her upside down. Him standing above her. He was a bridge with his back bent upward and her on him like a horse.
The next page, I covered my mouth in perplexion. My rear end could be... No, it must be the angle. I tilted the book to the side and it was confirmed. I didn't know a person could have sex with their bum. There was no information about it written, just illustrations and with how many pages were left to this book I realized just how much I didn't know.
"Elizabeth." I jumped, the book flew into the air, pages flapping loudly as my other hand slaps at my face in alarm. Noooo. Meliodas was already halfway in the room, with no effort at all, he snagged the book from the air and with raised eyebrows, he looked at the cover. Then to me with a clear questioning look. If he opened it...
I lunged, kicking off and using my wings to propel forward. Within arms reach I stretched for it, boiling hot with dismay. In a blink he was gone, I gripped at the air before me and a smack sounds in the room before I felt his hand on my behind. Mid-air, I spun, landing a few feet away and from my momentum I slid back, my wings spread wide to slow myself. This game reminded me of Booru.
"Hm." Meliodas teased, "What have you found?" As if he doesn't have a care in the world he strolls over, pushing all the cushions over and sat on the pile. When he went to open the book I flushed, folding my hands and walking over to him slowly, watching his face. His eyebrow quirked and a 'nish nish' laugh escaped him as he flipped through a few pages. "Oh, my innocent little goddess found something that piqued her interest."
"It... did explain about the flower," I defended, brave enough to sit beside him with our knees touching and just as I reached for the page I saw the image of a woman sitting on a mans face. Oh... With shaking hands I flipped to the flower section, having to go back when I went too far. "I... only looked a little, wondering about... what to expect and all."
"Naturally." Meliodas chortled, tone too light and I narrowed my eyes at his neutrally blank face. After a moment, he smirked before starting to read. "Hm, can I see it again." He used the corner of the book to point to my chest and I brushed the scarf aside to show him my flower. I grew warm with his gaze on it. "Your's is beautiful." He noted, "It begs to be petted and I don't see that mentioned. Nor your reaction to me touching it."
Surprisingly he also flipped the next couple pages to the ceremony it mentioned at the end of the section on the Bloom of Innocence. Did he want to... do something like this?
"I think... it's because I've kept it uneaten for so long." I whispered, looking to the door to make sure no one was here.
"This whole floor is empty. Books and storage." Meliodas noted. He looked at me, flipping the book open to a random inked one. She was on all fours, her lover between her legs, on his knees but sitting up, while holding her rear as if thrusting up into her from underneath. "Do you have any questions?" He asked too innocently and shifting back.
"Not... about this one," I whispered, even knowing no one was around I felt like this was too private.
"Which one?" He stretched his legs out beside mine and placed the book between us, one side each over our touching thighs. My hand hovered and I took a shaky breath. Sweetly, he placed his hand over top the back of mine. He flipped my hand, placing a kiss on my palm. "Let me be part of this." He smiled, rubbing his cheek along my bent fingers he held to his face.
"You'll laugh at me," I whispered and he grinned.
"Probably." He admitted and I snorted a chuckle, covering my mouth and nose using my free hand to stop the sound. With a long look, I conceded, knowing he would be the only one I could ask about this anyways.
"Well... I, uh... only got so far." I flipped back, looking away with an 'eeep' when it showed a few men and only one woman in a picture... all of her orifices at once?! Meliodas snickered as I rushed past it, landing nearer the start of the inks. The open picture was a woman on top, slit at his face while she had his hardness in her mouth, laying on him so they could kiss one another at the same time.
"You had a question about this?" He asked, and already his voice was dancing with laughter. His palm rubbed down his opposite thigh and I spotted his straining erection in his pants.
"No..." I stammered. "The next one." I was unable to raise my voice any higher than a whisper, retreating my shaky fingers from the pages and folding them over my chest in weary anticipation. The flower pressed to my chest as it dislodged from my cleavage a bit from the movement. With a steady hand he turned the page, but when the paper was standing vertical, it stopped.
"Oh, Elizabeth." He groused, joy dancing in his eyes when I met them. So... you could do that? My eyes widen, fear and so much curiosity filling me. "What's your question, in particular?" He asked and my face burns as my lips flap uselessly. Slowly, I shook my head no.
"I guess I just... realized how much I don't know," I told him. "I always knew I didn't know but this is just the first few pages of... coupling... What we've done isn't anything." I sighed, a slow drop of sorrow pings inside, sending ripples over the still ocean of power within me, echoing a little 'plink' in the echoing silence.
"Elizabeth." Meliodas was soft, taking my hands to place on his chest. "None of this matters." He waved his free hand over the book. "But I need you to know, there is a special place in hell for me. Because taking your innocence, one little step at a time, I am thrilled about it. Your unashamed exploration, your candid noises... Without your own experiences, I get to open up this part of the world to you. It's like finding a treasure map, one that actually leads to your own personal greatest joy and I found mine."
Those clear emeralds were back and I felt tears fall. I was his own personal greatest joy? "Oh, Meliodas..." Then he opens his mouth again, ruining the moment for me. "Although I think we should start with traditional sex before we move to Anal. I appreciate your enthusiasm, Elizabeth... but slow down, yeah? First, you pressure me to take your virginity and now this." His head shook from side to side in reproach.
"What?" I gasped out, had I pushed him? I couldn't have. "You're joking!" I half asked and he nodded, his eyes dancing and I slapped at his shoulder. "Meliodas!" I huffed, crossing my arms as he flipped to the next page, laughing but I'm more interested in the next set of images than him making me all flustered for his own amusement.
I studied the two-dimensional people. Sitting backward? Hm. The other page was him holding her up by the thighs, her arms braced on the ground as he stood, entering her. "Oh." That one looked interesting. "There are so many ways to do something that seems so simple," I whispered, scandalized at my own thoughts, my core was actually responding to these faceless inked images.
He chuckled, turning the pages every couple moments. "Oh!" My hands rose to my face. "Not that one." How did she twist up like that? Was he pulling her hair to keep her up or was she using her thighs to hold herself steady? Wings were required for that one. Shocked, I looked at Meliodas and he was already watching me, eyes moss green and twinkling.
"You like this," I whispered, warm and I knew the feeling sparked from these pictures, they were affecting my desires. Meliodas tossed the book aside, his hands coming up to my face as he rose to his knees and kissed me. He moved so fast I think he'd been waiting for this, prepared. Slowly, while his tongue invaded my mouth with hot sensations, he guided me to lay on the cushions. He was already hard, a solid rod pressing against me. I didn't care that we were in a common area, nor that anyone could walk in. After seeing that, I wanted my skin against his.
I fumbled with his buttons, opening up his half shirt and he went for my scarf, untying it and when he pulled it free, his knuckles brushed down the front of the disheveled flower there. Instant orgasm. My back arches against him and I groaned into his mouth, gripping his shirt to keep myself from floating away. Even my toes stretched as my insides imploded with white hot pleasure. Meliodas pulled away from my lips, staring down at me in pleased surprise.
"Fuck, Elizabeth. This flower has its uses." He reached for it and with speed I didn't know I had, especially in my mid-orgasm state, I gripped his wrists, stopping him. With furrowed brows, he met my half-lidded eyes and I grimaced as I sagged again, letting him go, my arm falling away.
"Yeah, but it drains my energy..." I replied shyly, "and I want us to go a few rounds before we have to leave tomorrow." I sat up to kiss at his neck and unbutton his pants. He groaned as I moved the flower off to the side, out of our way.
"A few rounds?" Meliodas mushed out loud. "Hmm... if that's what my lady wants."
I hoped this floor really was empty as I wouldn't describe either of us as quiet.