*SERIOUS, IMPORTANT WARNING*

This chapter is a full-on lemon and is rated a very strong M for Mature.

No one requested this: I just figured I'd toss out something for everyone as it's been a while since I last posted an update.

Enjoy, all you thirsty people.

Pierce sighed as he carefully closed the door to Emerald's room with his foot.

The woman in question was in his arms, snuggled into his chest as he carried her towards her bed. She had fallen asleep on the couch while everyone was watching the TV, so Asch had ordered the former Daemos general to "return her to her quarters for the evening." It wasn't exactly an unpleasant assignment, but Pierce felt it a bit unfair to move her without letting her know. He knew if their positions were reversed, he would not be happy to be removed from his duty without being informed.

The Daemos gently laid the veteran on her bed, pausing when he felt her hand grab tiredly at his arm.

"Don't go," she murmured under her breath, frowning as she tried to pull him back.

Pierce paused for only a moment before carefully maneuvering himself onto the bed next to her. He felt himself smile as she cuddled back into his chest and let out a satisfied sigh. He glanced back at the door, briefly wondering how he was going to get himself out of the current predicament before deciding that, maybe, it wasn't such a bad thing to be stuck here with her.

Emerald rolled even closer to him, her right arm draping itself lazily over his side. The sudden move startled him out of his thoughts as he studied her. Was it his imagination, or was there a slight smile on her lips? Or was she dealing with the beginnings of another "panic attack" and about to lose control?

"Em?" Pierce whispered, questioning what he was doing as he carefully brushed several stray strands of hair behind her ear. "Are you well?" He was shocked when he felt her hand run through his hair: he hadn't even noticed her left arm moving. The Daemos sharply drew in a breath when he felt her fingers ghosting near his horns, reaching up to grab her hand as he jerked back to look at her.

Emerald seemed oddly focused, staring intensely at him through half-lidded eyes. "You're a bit handsy," she murmured, leaning in and nuzzling her nose against his. "I don't recall giving you permission to touch me like that."

"I-I apologize, Dame Emerald!" Pierce stuttered out, trying to back up.

To his surprise, the veteran moved with him, grabbing him by the hair and halting his retreat. "I also don't recall telling you to stop," she whispered huskily, deftly maneuvering him onto his back as she straddled his stomach. She leaned down close, cuddling into his neck and breathing in deeply as her hands glided lightly over his ribs.

"E-Em?" This new side of her was completely throwing him off. Everything he'd learned about humans here on Earth had led him to believe they were passive and peaceful. This behavior, though...

...it was almost as if she wanted to mate with him.

As if to accentuate this, Emerald's left hand climbed its way back up to his hair, coming uncomfortably close to his horns again. "These seem a little sensitive," she whispered teasingly, fingers ghosting just shy of making contact. "Is it okay if I touch them?" Even as she waited for his response, the fingers of her right hand toyed idly with the sash around his waist.

"Y-you..." Pierce stammered, trying to get his thoughts in order. He had to admit, it was terribly tempting to see what she would do next. However, he recalled how Rhys had instructed them all to focus their efforts only on courting Princess Ava. At the same time, though...he didn't feel like stopping her.

Emerald laughed breathily against his neck, her fingers twirling lazily through his hair. She abandoned her work on his sash and instead brought her right hand up to rest on his chest, fingers splayed wide. She paused for a moment, then smiled. "Feels like someone's excited," she murmured, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose.

"W-what are you -?" Pierce was cut off as Emerald straightened up, sitting on his stomach as she brought his hand up to her own chest. She placed it under her left breast, pushing her bra up out of the way.

"Do you feel that?" she growled softly, arching her back as she gently rolled her hips. "You drive me absolutely crazy and I have no idea why." She met his eyes. "Ever since you Daemos arrived, my life's been absolutely out of control. Nothing makes sense. I should hate you all. And yet..." She gasped as she closed her eyes, feeling his thumb skim over her hardening nipple. "You make me feel...so much..."

Pierce sat up, leaning back against the headboard as he rolled his own hips. He felt her heart pause, followed by a forceful double-beat as she gasped again. Her grip on his chest tightened slightly.

Emerald's lips crashed against his as both her hands wound their way into his hair. Their tongues wrestled intensely, exploring every inch of the other as they panted harshly. After a few minutes, they parted. She immediately began to pull her shirt over her head, Pierce's hands running over her ribs as she did so. Once free of the cloth, she reached back and undid her bra, tossing it across the room as she studied his face.

Pierce's eyes roamed over her, his cheeks flush as he brought his hand up to her chest. He placed his palm between her breasts, bringing his other hand around to rest on her back before pulling her forward. He leaned forward and claimed an erect nipple in his mouth, lips curving into a smile as he heard her gasp in shock.

"Pierce...!" Emerald grabbed his head with both hands, pressing him tightly into her chest as her fingers almost violently gripped his hair. She rested her forehead against the top of his head, panting harshly. "D-don't stop..."

Pierce grabbed her legs, flipping the woman easily onto her back on the bed, his mouth never leaving her breast. The sound of her gasps filled his ears as he gently pinched her other nipple. "You are so beautiful..." he murmured against her skin, pulling back so he could see her face.

Emerald was staring at him through heavily-lidded eyes, cradling his face in her hands. "So are...you..." she answered, the fingers of one hand ghosting over his lips as she arched her back into his touch. "Take me..."

Pierce gave her a tiny grin. "If you insist..." he growled, hands going to her pants as he deftly pulled them off along with the panties beneath. He was a bit surprised how willingly she allowed herself to be so vulnerable before him, but wasn't going to question his good fortune. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her inner thigh, slowly moving closer to her core.

Emerald gasped as his fingers made contact with her entrance, every nerve singing as she gripped his hair again. Her fingers brushed lightly over his horns, eliciting a shudder from the Daemos even as he reclaimed her left breast in his other hand.

He began to kiss her again, his fingers entering her in time with the pulse he felt beneath his hand. In response, Emerald grabbed his horns so hard he almost lost control of himself, but managed to keep up his steadily increasing rhythm.

She nipped his lip, immediately placing a gently kiss over the wound as her chest heaved with each breath. Every touch seemed to set her body on fire and she was rapidly coming undone. "P-Pierce...I...I'm gonna...gonna...!"

"Let go," he whispered huskily against her lips, fingers working at her frantically. "Let me hear it."

Emerald let out an almost primal scream as she came hard against him, her pulse pounding beneath his hand as if her heart was about to explode. He carefully guided her through the high, gently bringing her back down as her pulse began to slow. To his surprise, her hands began to pull at his sash, her post-orgasm haze making her movements uncoordinated.

"What are - ?" Pierce was cut off as she kissed him deeply, fingers finding purchase on his belt and finally removing it. His pants quickly followed, allowing his erection to burst free of its confines.

"I...need you," Emerald murmured against his lips, one hand grasping him firmly as the other pulled at his shoulder. "Let me...make you feel...like you made me feel..."

He returned her kiss, humming as he felt himself hardening in her grip. "Are you sure you can handle it?" he asked when they paused for breath, his eyes slightly worried.

"I trust you." She gently squeezed his erection as she aligned herself. "Come to me."

Pierce lost his final grip on his control, taken over by pure instinct. He entered her forcefully, although she was ready and willingly took all of him in. He closed his eyes as he allowed his own racing pulse to guide his rhythm, each thrust becoming almost desperate as he tried to fill all of her at once.

Emerald grasped one horn in each hand, using them as handholds to keep her steady as she rode him with equal vigor. He groaned loudly, driving her own need through the roof as she met him for each thrust. She felt him shudder as he practically roared, his hot seed filling her as he twitched with each burst. She kept grinding against him, her own second orgasm following not long after as she drained him of everything he had.

Pierce collapsed on top of her, exhausted from their combined efforts. Emerald cradled him gently, hearing his heartbeat gradually slow down to the deep bass she was used to. He was still buried deep inside her, throbbing in time with his pulse.

He slowly recovered himself, realizing he might be crushing her beneath his weight. "Are...are you alright?" he gasped, moving to lie by her side but still not pulling out.

Emerald moved with him, lazily draping one leg over him as she snuggled against his chest. "I'm fine," she muttered, closing her eyes as she traced lazy circles over his stomach. "Better than fine, actually." She smiled softly. "Guess I was overdue for some good sex. You'd be surprised how much stress it relieves."

"You do not...regret...mating with me?"

"Are you kidding?" She reached around, squeezing his butt as she hooked her leg with his. "That was some of the best sex I have ever had. And I'm not just saying that because it's been a while." She reached up and kissed him softly, grinning against his mouth. "You were amazing. Thank you."

To her surprise, she felt Pierce twitch inside of her...and grow. Her grin widened. "Feels like someone's ready for Round Two."

He sighed against her, tiredly shaking his head. "I...I do not think...I..."

Emerald pushed him onto his back, straddling him as she balanced herself with her hands on his chest. "Then don't. Let me do the work this time."