Warning: Contents very hot! Oh, yeah, and I don't own these characters...yada, yada, yada.

Me: sigh Malachite, why don't we do something?

Malachite: Like what, Mistress?

Me: (evil grin)

Mina walked back into the ballroom to apologize to Malachite for leaving so suddenly, hoping to get another dance out of him. She couldn't seem to find him anywhere, when she heard his voice. He was speaking with Jedite, another General.

"So, you and the Princess Mina seem to be getting along quite well on the dance floor."

"What are you implying?"

"She's got you hook, line, and sinker."

"Please, be real. A guy like me only needs a little fun."

"So, she's just a little fun, eh?"

"All I need is one night."

Out of nowhere, Mina walked up to Malachite, red in the face, and slapped him as hard as she could. "How dare you?" she demanded before marching off. The ball was over for her. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her elbow. She jerked away and turned around. Malachite stood in front of her.

"Let me explain-" he began.

"No explanation needed. All you wanted was one night."

"That's not true."

"Was it just me, or did you just say that to Jedite?"

"Yes, but-"

"But nothing. You don't toy with people like that!" With that, Mina stormed down the hallway to her room. After opening her door, she was pushed the rest of the way in and she heard the door close and lock behind her.

"What gives you the right, you pompous ass!" she yelled at Malachite as she spun around to face him. "I hate you!" she yelled.

Malachite strode across the room, grabbed her and kissed her hard. Shocked, it took Mina a second to realize he was kissing her with those perfect lips of his. She shoved him off and turned to walk away. He grabbed her arm again, but she jerked away, throwing a nearby vase at him. He batted it away, shattering it on the far wall. Always prepared, Mina pulled a knife out of the holster on her leg and threw it at the advancing General. Dodging to the side, Malachite grabbed her around the waist with one arm and pulled her close. With his other hand, he grasped the back of her neck and held her there.

Mina glared at him with fire in her eyes. She was so beautiful he couldn't control himself. He pulled her head up and crushed his lips against hers again.

Mina tried to be outraged, but with his lips pressing against hers, she couldn't maintain her anger as her emotions took control. A moan escaped as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. Mina's body involuntarily pressed hard against his body, his muscles rippling with every motion. Her hands went up and held onto the sides of his face, drawing him in as close as humanly possible.

Malachite broke away, out of breath. "Woman-"

"Shut up," Mina said, her body pressing tightly against his. She brought his face back down to hers, determined to make this moment last. He tried to pull away, but she held on. After a few seconds, he gave in, grabbing her roughly and shoving her down on the bed. He crawled on top of her, pressing his hot mouth over hers, his loins grinding into hers.

Mina let a soft moan out of her mouth as Malachite moved from her lips and to her ear. Nibbling lightly on her earlobe before he moved down to her neck, kissing its entire length. He slowly made his way down to her collarbone, tracing it with his tongue. Mina couldn't control herself as he reached under her and untied her dress, his fingers playing delicately alone the small of her back as she arched her body up to him.

Malachite slowly peeled Mina's dress off her already warm body. He savored the sight of her, the smell of her. His breath caught in his throat as her hands ran through his hair and around to his shirt. Her small fingers unbuttoned his shirt. Sliding her hands under it, feeling his entire rippling chest, she let his shirt fall to the floor.

"Oh Mina," Malachite sighed before he pressed his lips to hers again.