Disclaimer: I don't own Star Ocean it belongs to Square/Tri-Ace Blah
A/N: There is a large piece of AlbelxSophia in the begginning and if you don't like I suggest you don't read it.
'http/ ' Go there, use that link, type that link or whatever, but that made me mad.
PART 11
She trembled beneath the icy metal that pinned her to the wall; her neck strained with her hands trying to pry out of the grip but her struggle was useless compared to his overpowering. She turned her face so that her cheek was to him, away from the hot breath on her skin.
She would have tried some other physical force but she paralyzed with fear and wonderment. Her thoughts were soon roughly shoved back into her body when she winced with the threatening pressure of his strength.
She couldn't even see his face for the light was far behind them, his shadow long against the other wall. She could only hear the faint mumble of his words that was just lower then a whisper just enough so that she could catch the faint traces of.
"I wonder…" His voice hinted at small curiousness.
His eyes caught the fear in her eyes, and this is what he wanted to see. This is what he loved seeing, and what he would later decide was the reason for his next actions.
With slow, almost gentleness, he would savor the strong fear that emitted from her. He numbed the bottom of her innocent lip with a nibble of his teeth.
This made her jaw slack, enough so that he could slip apart her lips and his tongue could slide in. It was then when he realized what fear she had, timid as she was; she had never been quite this close to man, not even Fayt.
There was a dark inward laugh, finding it quite amusing that even after two years of courting her, he had not even sealed it with a simple sign of affection. And now he had taken the traditionally meaningful 'first kiss' from her.
Her mind was racing, unable to comprehend anything. She felt her body relax and even her hands had stopped pressing against his claw to release her. They fell limply to her side, eyes closed.
But she was wide-awake, aware of everything and nothing. The emotions and wonderment of if she was good enough or why was he doing this never made it to her mind correctly.
There was a feeling of guilt buried inside her, it was the guilt of letting 'Albel Nox' give her, her very first kiss and not Fayt. This guilt wanted to push Albel away, wanted to hurt him for what he had just done, but she couldn't. She yearned for something like this for so long and she couldn't stop it now, even with the love for Fayt she had denied parting with.
Sexual desires started to burn within him, those he had felt with Nel. He thought it would have been quite interesting to take her right there; it would have killed some time and he would have blown off a lot of the tension that had been building for the last months.
Odd thoughts started to form within his mind, those being accompanied by the thought of Sophia writhing nakedly under him, moaning to pound harder within her to release what had been gathering for so long to the sweet caress of her hands along his bare skin making him yearn…
'What the hell is this? My god this little wench…?'
Her hands rose tentatively to close behind his neck, fingers twisting about the fading colors his hair. She kept her touch light, afraid because she wasn't sure what to do.
His hands had grasped her attenuate figure, letting his clawed fingers grazing upwards on her torso. He lifted the light sheet was her shirt, revealing her bare stomach to his own, pressing harder into her.
She became flushed, face heated. She wanted to push away, afraid, but she couldn't, she didn't want to at the same time. Her heart ached and her body was cold ever since he had lifted part of her shirt, but she felt warm. She found something she couldn't find, to only be described in the least, a passion.
Albel had stopped himself, his pride was able take over instinct and emotion again, but it had come even close to losing to it.
He released her disheveled body slowly upon the ground. He glanced at her beat red checks and the slender fingers that had found their way into the strands of his hair and bare neck. His face turned dark, turning back to his work.
'Where the hell did these foolish thoughts come from? Just to make her squirm was quite amusing. It was lapsed moment of weakness from the lack of intercourse, it really is quite disappointing to have to deal with weak emotions that I still have no mastered to control…yet…'
"Well, I'll be Nel really does love me…" He spoke softly, sitting upon his bed. He leaned back, hands placed to cushion his head in front of the pillow.
'What do I do about Mirage…? I never thought I would actually get this far with Nel. I don't think I can face her when time comes for Clair's wedding. She'll understand, not like she ever figured out…'
He made a decision, what he would do at the time of the wedding when everyone was together. Leaving his bed, he rose up, trying to be quick about traveling in the darkness and returning before morning came.
There was smile on his face as he snuck out of the building in the direction of Peterny and on to Aquios.
'How will I say it though? Nel, I love you but… No…that's not any good. How about? There's something I've been meaning to tell you…that you really need to know… Noo…it'd probably better if I showed it to her first, maybe it would soften her up so that it would be easier to say… Yeah that sounds' good, I'll do that. It might make her cry so I have to be prepared for that and embrace her if she does or either way. She needs to know because I really want to tell her. Everyone should know…'
"Hm…how to go about this now…I won't alter the door so that I may just simply pass through. I'll wait." Maria said as she relaxed upon the couch. She had merely left a sheet around her body just in case Fayt were to return and feel ready then.
Her figure was outlined in the moonlit shadows of the sheet that wrapped her. A smile was present on her face, "There's still time left…"
"Fayt knows how much time is left, he won't remember to tell Sophia though…" She said with an air of smugness. She felt quite comfortable in the situation even though she had not gotten what she wanted; everything was progressing like it should on schedule. "Guess I can't rush it."
Sophia opened her eyes, feeling the stone beneath her. The cold rock brought her wandering sense back into her body. Her lips felt raw and moist but not because she had used something before hand, it was his saliva that was just starting to evaporate.
She was trying to take slow breaths, but she wasn't sure what to say or even do. Her hands found their way clasped together, watching him carefully.
She mumbled, "Um…that…why…how?"
Her words were lost and muddled within her melted brain and numbed body.
At first she received no answer, but eventually he spoke.
"Merely to show you what reason lips truly serve."
A visible slight nod made itself clear within the dim lighting. She rose, trying to brush herself off. Her body shivered, the cool night air had swept around her now that the heat of her tinged cheeks were passing.
"Don't you need your sleep?" She asked, trying to sound normal but her voice came out squeak and soft.
He shook his head, "No, just leave me by for I'm sure you feel fatigue for that is why you must have mentioned such words of weakness." The tone of his voice was final, hinting to her to leave and that he would speak no longer.
She opened the door just a creak, only to slide out into the night air. The icy shock of air was comforting in comparison to the heated blush when she stood in Albel's presence.
She walked back in the direction of the inn, not as quietly as before but trying her best to calm her nerves that pulsed through her. The cobblestone only shifted against her clothed feet without the protection soles of normal shoes that she wore.
A shuffling of feet had caused her to stop and look around. There had been no behind her when she glanced over her shoulder. She leaned against the wall, watching the figure enter Peterny, obviously heading toward Aquois. She squinted until the darkness parted for her vision to make out the outline.
She sighed in relief, walking out to greet the dear old friend. She waved, trying to be as discreet as possible, whispering, "Cliff!"
Cliff turned to her out of surprise, grinning like a child, almost as if he were given a new toy-spaceship, to play with. "Hey, Sophia."
"What are you doing out here this late? I thought you were hurt." She asked with mild concern and much curiousness.
He spoke low, "Well, everything went pretty quick, it's in the blood. I'm kinda off to Aquois, I'm just need a few things from there." His voice rose, now realizing she too was standing here within him, "What are 'you' doing here at this time of night anyways? I'm sure your not just taking a midnight stroll- okay maybe 'you' might."
"I…I'm…I was just…checking on some one, thought they needed to get some sleep. People do need to get their energy at night, it's very important." She said hesitantly, careful to word it so that she wouldn't feel that she was lying… too much. She wondered why she hid that she was just talking to Albel, but felt it would be to hard to say out loud and to of all people, Cliff.
He took this answer, and she quickly said, "I'm really sleepy so…I have to get back to the inn if that's okay with you."
Cliff smiled and let her be, "Just watch out for yourself. Even now, there might be weirdoes."
Sophia turned away in the direction of the inn, softly calling back to him, "Get some sleep. Kay?"
"Yeah, I'll remember that." He said calling out to her leaving direction.
Cliff walked through the north end of Peterny, heading toward Aquios. The path was empty and there wasn't much disturbance to his dismay. The air was cool and the moon was almost at its high point in the middle of the night. The bridge could be seen, closing in.
He looked around the sacred city, trying to find the right door within the darkness. He mumbled, "Damn, why do they always have to make 'em all look the same?"
None of the lights were on in any of the windows but he rapped softly a door, hoping it was the right one.
A sleepy headed odd-looking woman dragged her feet to the door, opening it to see Cliff, a large figure standing over her. She looked mystified, "Are you here for a reason?
There was a laugh that escaped Cliff, "Yes, I'm looking for Chilco. Is she here? I think I heard this was her new residency."
"Then you are correct, I am she. What do you need of me?"
Cliff said something hushed, whispering in her ear, "I need…"
She smiled, "Ah, something special. It will take some time for me to make such an item and by what exactly you describe, it will cost you."
"I need it by the end of tomorrow and I can pay just about any price. You just have to be able to make it."
"Yes…I will need you to give me two stones, the Orichalcum and the Rainbow Diamond. Once I have this items in my possession, your fee will be 10,000,000 Fol."
He nodded, "All right. They will be at your door early tomorrow morning."
They parted ways for her to return to sleep and he to quest for the two items.
He stared into the fires of the workshop; unblinkingly he watched the embers burn. The sword he worked on had been finished just after she had left. The thoughts in his mind caused his emotions angered him. He was furious, growling at his weakness.
'Without Nel I become weak…I cannot see why I have to have her, the fool she has fallen for now is not worthy of her. This is none of my concern but this is not why I feel so maddened.
It my emotions and instinct that I had relied on so heavily betrayed me time and time again around that ignorant, hopeful, wench of a girl. This is unbecoming of me, I will not. She has not even the least bit of physical strength, lacking in speed, and she always needs to be protected by someone else.
But…she did defeat my strongest attack…alone; it was merely luck. She could not send them away or even completely destroy them without me having to do it. Why am I even thinking about her? She doesn't deserve to be in my thoughts.
Why did I want to take her… What a fool I, myself have turned into.'
He left the workshop, testing the speed and strength of the katana as he made his way back to the inn, cursing himself all the while.
A/N: Well, I hope you looked at that, it made me mad. REALLY MAD...actually just disappointed..
Thanks for the review and Cliff's girl, you're on the right track. I really emphazized it in that part, trying to make it kinda obvious. So I guess it worked.
I know where I'm going, and I have all the thoughts in my head but it's just getting there that's difficult. Two more days till the wedding...fun. xP
Thanks for reading and review, please and stuff. o