Late Night Experiences

Dilandau

She came to me one night.

I was sitting at the beautifully engraved oak desk in my most private of chambers, pouring over battle strategies and plans, when she knocked at my door. Normally, I would let no one in, but certainly no one threatening would come at this hour, right?

"Come in..." I call softly. The door opens with a mechanical swish, and closes just as quickly. Refina is standing in the doorway, one of the few female Dragon Slayers I actually permitted to join. It was because of her unique fighting ability that I allowed her to become one of us in the first place.

"Yes?" I mutter, not looking up. She is only a woman after all, and she certainly has not come to kill me. I would know if that were so. She comes toward me, and I have still not set eyes on her. I am afraid to. Being the teenager that I am, I am sure that once I look, my eyes will be glued there forever until the 'problem' is remedied. No, I have no time for women, nor am I the slightest bit interested in what she has to offer.

Damn, was I ever wrong.

"Dilandau-Sama?" She asks me, standing right beside my desk. I dare to look up- A mistake I now realize- and find myself staring right at her. She is close enough that I can smell her sweet odour, yet far enough away for her to tease me. She is a little higher than I am, as I am still sitting down. She is not wearing her uniform, as she should be. Instead, a rather revealing set of undergarments I knew were covered by a longer top, looking much like a red satin dress, going down about halfway to her knees. Unconsciously, part of me wishes to see what's under that dress, to look at her curvaceous body. Her blue eyes flash deviously as she stands there, looking very tempting indeed. Her blonde hair is loose around her shoulders, adding to the tension already building in the room.

I make motions for her to come closer-something which happened apart from my mind, mind you-but she stays where she is, in the middle of the room, staring at me and batting her eyes. She wants me to come closer to her, to chase her down. Why should I do such a thing? This girl makes no sense. I return to what I was previously doing, assuming that she would leave. Instead, I find her arms around my neck moments later, her body leaning against mine from behind. Irritated, I smack the pen down on the desk, ready to tell her off, but when I turn my head around, I find myself awfully close to her full lips, which are hovering just millimetres from my own. Instantly, my body temperature begins to mysteriously rise, making my insides shake. What...?

Refina lightly grabs my upper lip and gently sucks on it, fully surprising me. She was...coming on to me! I can't move...My wide eyes watch her as her own eyes stare back into me, hidden with smiles. She's proud of what she's just done, I can tell that. I know that I should push her away, but I...can't. My body is frozen in this position, eyes wide, the taste of a female on my lips.

That moment, I think, was the moment I really knew who Refina was. I know that sounds stupid, but there was some sort of connection between us in that moment, and I felt a renewed energy pound through my veins. I wanted to see what this emotion was like.

Refina was rather surprised when I fell to my knees and pushed up the material of her nightgown. I took a look at her well toned stomach, my hands hovering over her hips. She gasped in surprise, her hands coming to the back of my head and neck. That's when I pressed my lips to her stomach. Slowly, my tongue made motions over her bare skin, causing her to let out little moans of pleasure when I got too close to the line of her satin undergarments. The grip of her hands on the back of my head increased, and they slowly moved against my hair, rubbing my scalp slightly. It felt so incredibly good to be doing this to her...

I let the fabric of her nightshirt fall back into place, moving with my hands back up to her face, where I could see her mixed expression of pleasure, happiness and shock. Slowly backing her up, I started on her neck, kinking my head sideways. I could feel her hips running against mine, her thigh trying to travel up my leg...

"Oh, Dilandau!" She suddenly cried, calling out when I bit her neck. My mind was a blur after that; all I remember was sucking the tender flesh of her neck over and over until it was red raw, and she was begging for me to stop before I pushed her over the edge. I remember one of my hands being on her thigh, but neither of us cared at that moment. Like quicksilver, my lips moved from her neck to her own lips, and we were locked in that passionate embrace for God Knows how long.

I was in the middle of making another pass through her with my tongue when someone knocked on the door. I held my head up, wondering who it was. Refina kept quiet. We couldn't be caught together, not looking like this.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"It's Guimel, sir. Midnight inspection. Everything ok in there?" He asked, oblivious to the love that was going on past the other side of the door. I called the affirmative, and he left. Refina quickly gathered herself, blushing.

"I'm sorry sir. Please, I should be going now..." She said.

"Yes." I agreed. "But one more thing..." I came towards her, and gave her one more sweeping kiss that blew both our body temperatures right off the charts. Then I released her, smiling deviously.

"Go on, now. I expect you to report for duty on time tomorrow morning." I say, smiling. She nods, a curt military gesture.

"Yes, sir!" She takes this time to leave, leaving me standing there. I sigh, shrugging my shoulders. Walking back over to my desk, I start again on the plans I should have been working on.

Women.