Hello again! Sorry, on spring break, had a lot of work to do, you all know the story. But I didn't forget you guys, so here's another chap! Hope you guys like it, the heat is on!

Don't own the Chrono gang. Sigh.

Chap: Lead me not into temptation…..

Chrono closed his eyes in the darkness of the garden house, trying anything to distract his mind from what was happening, anything to cool his blood. He tried everything from imagining Rosette being hurt, (which backfired by making his blood boil to protect her), to trying to imagine the Abbess and the Elder getting it on. Actually, the image of the Elder naked would do just fine. That worked for all of seven seconds until the wind started blowing again.

The devil could barely keep control of himself. Twice he had nearly forced his way out of the barriers despite the pain that had caused him. Every thought, every want and desire was focused on one thing. Getting to Rosette before any other male could dare try and claim her-

A sudden shout was heard outside, drawing his attention. He heard a voice that caused his whole body to twitch.

"You have to let me in! Its killing him!"

Rosette! Rosette was here, she was here, she was so close—

"Rosette, you know I cannot let you do this," another voice said. The demon started to growl deep in his chest. It was a male, a young male, breeding age, near his breeder! God damn that preist! "This curse can kill you."

"You said it yourself that if we could finish the curse before the new moon, everything would be jake! Let me go to him!" She shouted in frustration. The elder she could bully into getting out of her way in less than five seconds, but once Father Remington had gotten into the picture, things had gotten a lot more complicated.

"Sister Rosette! He's past the point of rationality. Nothing you say will get through to him now," the priest said forcefully.

Rosette's blue eyes hardened in determination. "I'm sorry, Father, but the only way you'll stop me is to kill me."

The priest shifted in to a ready stance, both hands up to strike. "Oh, I think I can come up with an alternative." He suddenly lunged forward, trying to bring her down. The girl rolled to the side, quickly getting to her feet before ducking back down to try and kick out his legs. "I think you're forgetting something," she called out.

"And what would that be?" Remington leapt up and over, clearing her completely, before bringing two fists down hard to knock her out. She dodged in time to avoid unconsciousness, but not fast enough to not get hit. She cried out in pain at the blow to her arm.

A massive surge of demonic energy made the barriers nearly blinding in their light. "Rosette!" They could hear the sound of energy crackling around the devil inside, hear him howling in pain. "Don't touch Rosette, you bastard! She's mine!"

Remington turn for one moment, staring in awe at the raw power Chrono possessed to nearly force himself out of three different barriers.

That one moment cost him another concussion. Rosette leapt up, trying something she'd once seen Chrono do in a fight, twisting her leg up and out to use her heel on the back of the priest's head. He went down like a sack of potatoes. The girl checked to be sure he was still breathing, a little scared that he had gone out so fast. "You forgot that both you and Chrono trained me to fight." Seeing that he was unconscious but fine, she turned back to the house. "Chrono? Its okay, I'm alright!"

Slowly, the barriers went back to normal. She cautiously approached the door, one of the newer ones put on by the priests. It was heavy oak, so it took her some time to pull it open. Another gate blocked her way and she stared, incredulous. A portcullis? On a garden shack? Wasn't' this a bit extreme?

She stepped forward to try and get it open when a low growl stopped her. She hesitated, her eyes adjusting to the darkness within the building. A hunched form was on the other side of the one room house, curled up against the wall. Shreds of clothing were barely hanging on from his many morphings, and his breathing was heavy. "Chrono?" She reached out a hand through the iron of the gate.

He moved faster than she'd ever seen, lunging toward the gate, stopping just short of touching it. The devil's eyes were still burning red as he leaned forward, placing both palms on the door. "Rosette." He breathed deeply, trying to calm, but it was only making things worse, her scent—

Too much! Too much of her, too much life, too much like a breeder-

Chrono leapt back, forcing himself from the door. He locked his arms around himself, claws digging into his skin. "No. No, no, no, not like this, no," he moaned harshly, going to his knees in effort to hold himself back.

Rosette stared, unsure of what to think. "Chrono? Are you okay?"

"No!" he cried. "Gods, why did you come! You have to get away, far away"—

"I couldn't just leave you like this, dammit! We're friends, if nothing else, and friends don't abandon each other." She reached through the bars again, trying to soothe him somehow. "I don't understand—Chrono—would it be so bad?"

"What, rape?" He said with effort.

"Chrono." He looked back at her at her tone. "If we do this now, we'll be fine, I know it! Would it be so bad to be with me?"

"What?" He asked, incredulous. "Don't you understand? That's not the point! I don't want to hurt you!"

"You won't!" the girl cried out, trying to convince him. "I know it!"

"How the hells can you be so sure!" He shouted, claws drawing blood on his arms. "You've never seen it! You've never seen someone just start loosing their mind, fighting and clawing like some kind of animal, like they were possessed! How can you stand there and tell me it will be alright!"

"Because you are Chrono! Not some animal, not just some devil, but Chrono!"

He growled in frustration. "I told you, emotion doesn't"—

"I trust you!" Those words stopped his answer before he could form one. All he could do was stare. "Chrono, we'll find a way. We always do. No matter what life's thrown at us, we have always found a way to cope. We will now, I promise you."

He could almost be convinced of that, almost, but still—"But this isn't right. This should be with someone else!"

In Rosette's opinion, this was getting ridiculous. "Who else do you have in mind!" She shouted. "Father Remington? How about Aion, I heard he's single!"

"You should be with someone you love for this, dammit!" He roared back.

He was confused when she smiled, going down to pull the portcullis open. Stepping in, she turned around, locking it back into place. With another tremulous smile at him, she walked towards him. "You idiot. It will be with someone I love."

Chrono stared, struck speechless. A slight breeze from the night air blew slowly through the gate, bringing more of the girl's scent to him. Fertility and fire, passion and strength saturated her scent, but there was not one trace of doubt. More of the scent came to him, and his claws dug even further into the flesh of his arms.

Rosette looked sadly at his claws. "Chrono, don't. Please, stop hurting yourself." She took a step forward. "Don't hurt yourself anymore about this, okay?" She reached up and shook out her braided hair, letting it fall loose. She looked down, blushing at her next actions. Shaking fingers undid the ribbon tie of her bloomers, leaving her in nothing but her camisole and night shirt. She looked back up into his face, noticing his body shaking. "Chrono?"

What armor he had formed melted back into his flesh, till his wings flared free of any confines. The bone whip at the back of his head muted somewhat, the spikes blunting their edges, as his hair grew longer. Swift motions kicked off the boots he'd been wearing. "Rosette," was all he said.

He just stared hungrily at her for one long moment, before he lunged. Twisting in midair so that he would take the fall, Chrono pulled her into his arms, wrapping his wings around them both. Desperate hands gripped her body as his knees came up to cradle her further.

It was like his body was trying to swallow her whole-Rosette nearly screamed in fright before trying to relax. He made a sound like a rumble in his chest, pulling her even closer to him. She suddenly noticed something. He was holding her gently. Not clawing or biting at her, but just holding her.

He was still in control. She smiled, twisting a bit in his embrace to look up at him. "Chrono." He stared back for a second before ducking his head into the crook of her neck, breathing deeply. "Rosette. Your scent. Its so good." A raspy tongue licked a spot at her nape, making her shiver. "You taste like your scent, but even better. Let me feel you, let me, let me….."

He began to run his hands along her body, using his knees to hook her legs up so that he could reach them. She gasped at the feel of his rough calluses on her calves, moaning out loud as he dragged his hands higher to feel the soft skin of her thighs. a large warm hand curled over her hip, pulling higher along her belly, slipping under her shirt and camisole.

The moment he reached her breasts, she cried out in shocked pleasure. "Chrono!"

He put his lips to her neck as he let one hand ghost over her chest. His mouth began to lightly suck on her skin as his fingers began to play with her nipple. Hearing her cries pushed even harder at his barely existing control, but the devil held on. He would not, would not, hurt this girl so long as he was able.

The moment his arms loosened around her, she rolled, unwilling to stay like this. He tried to roll with her and pin her down, but she jumped back so that she could look into his face. When he reached for her, she shook her head. Her voice shook she said softly, "I want to-touch you." Slowly she brought her hands up to cup his face, pulling him closer. He eagerly followed her lead, bending his height down so that his mouth could touch hers. His lips were so hot against hers, and when he licked, begging entrance, she couldn't deny him. The sensations wrought by his tongue made her moan out loud. Breaking the kiss, she looked back into his eyes, a little scared by what she saw there. Hungry desire and something that burned reflected in his eyes, but she also read something that the sister almost didn't recognize. It was need. He really truly needed her.

Anyone would tell you that Sister Rosette would do anything for a friend in need.

She brought her hand up again, fingers tracing along his neck, making him shiver, before reaching the notched lobes of his ear. The other hand ran through the longer strands of his soft black hair as she skimmed her finger along the edge of his ear. Reaching the feathered tip, she leaned up and kissed it softly.

Chrono froze, his entire body shaking slightly. "Rosette!" He cried out, stunned by the pleasure that single act had invoked. He suddenly felt his mind clear a bit. His breathing slowed, no longer frantic, and his body's shaking lessened. "R-Rosette?"

She immediately noticed the change in him, and pulled back to look at his face. "Chrono? What's wrong?"

"I—I don't know. But when you touched—that spot, Rosette, I—I felt calmer."

"Calmer?"

"I don't' understand it, but I just feel calmer." She moved to take her hand away from his lobe, but he immediately stopped her. "No, please. Don't stop. I—I really like that."

"You mean this?" She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his ear again. Chrono cried out once more at the feel of it. Rosette smiled to herself, glad to find something on her devil to use for future blackmail. Feeling wicked, she began to lightly suck on the tip, letting her tongue come into play. She began to trace the outline of his ear, licking and blowing as she went. Chrono couldn't help his moans, never once guessing that his ears of all things would be so sensitive. When she finally stopped and pulled away, he didn't know whether to protest or thank her. That is, until she shifted in his lap, leaning over to whisper in his other ear, "I wouldn't want this one to feel neglected. Unless you don't' like it?"

"No! No, Rosette, please, don't stop, don't you dare," he moaned. He pulled her closer to him, arms and wings wrapping around her once more. Rosette was surprised at his reaction, a little scared that she could make him react like this. But she found that, oddly, she really liked giving him these feelings. She kissed the side of his neck, sucking as he had done before to her before moving up to lavish attention on his other ear.

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Okay guys, before anyone flames me, I have a good reason for stopping it here. I have tried to post lemons on ff. net before, and the last time, all of them were yanked off the site. Before I write anymore on this, I want to see what you all think. I'm the first to admit, I'm a little steamy. Nothing explicit, mind you, but I do know what I'm talking about. ( How in the world do you think I got pregnant?)

So you guys let me know if you want the lemon posted, or if you want me to have my friend inuficcrzy e-mail it to you.

Sorry to leave a cliffy like this, it goes against my principals, but I really don't want a story yanked off again.

Please let me know what you think!