A/N: With my return to writing, I've been doing all I can to get to every story I have written that has been left in the dark too long. And with Ancient Gods Part 2 now out, this one here needed attention badly. And since I've left my loyal readers waiting so damn long, I decided to go the extra mile.
This chapter will have a couple small laughs, some flashbacks, a bit of romance between our favorite slayer and siren...and...a lemon! Been too long since I last attempted to write one, but I have faith I hit the mark just right for the mood. But I'll let you all be the judge.
So sit back and enjoy the ride folks!
Even after taking the fast travel back to Sanctuary...the trip was still too long for Mason and Mordecai.
The whole way Claptrap had kept going on, and on, and on...and ON. More than once the slayer wondered how far he could throw the little bastard with his strength. Mordecai pulled a large bottle of Rakk ale from his personal inventory and immediately started drinking to cope with the annoyance.
Unbelievably, even VEGA was beginning to sound frustrated with the steward bot's constant rambling. But they had managed to get Claptrap back to HQ in one piece. The duo who had retrieved him didn't even stick around to give a debrief before heading in different directions. Mordecai to Moxxi's bar, Mason to his place to check on Lilith and Tina.
"I was not designed to feel human emotions." VEGA commented, "But the CL4P-TP unit's constant dialogue has made me feel what I can only assume is frustration."
"From the stories I've heard, that's a common thing when it comes to Claptrap." Mason replied. "If we didn't need him, I probably would have hammer-tossed him off a cliff. So welcome to the club on that one partner."
Entering his apartment, the slayer froze at the door when he took in the scene before him.
Taking note of the Bunkers and Badasses board and pieces spread out on the coffee table and knowing that Lilith had been teaching his charge how to play. He was more focused on said siren who was laid out on the couch with Tina curled up on her chest, both asleep and looking at peace with the world around them.
Smiling, Mason took out his echo and snapped a picture before grabbing a blanket and covering his two favorite girls. Making sure they were comfortable before heading down the hall to his room where he removed the Praetor suit. Leaving him in a black wife-beater and a pair of shorts.
Deciding to catch a couple winks himself as he stretched out on his bed and nodded off.
X
The once beautiful city looked like a warzone. Given the attempted invasion, it wasn't a surprise. But they had been victorious in the end, driving off the monsters that had attempted to corrupt the land.
The survivors, civilians and warriors alike, all looked upward in awe. For there laid a massive beast, a Titan of immeasurable strength and power, dead with a hole burned through the hardened flesh of its chest. It was here their attention was focused on the one who had felled the creature, hand still clenching the hilt of the glowing-red energy blade that had pierced its heart.
His red gaze looked out over the gathered masses, and they all knelt and bowed their heads. This man, who had been gifted by the Seraphim himself, had saved them. His armor torn and burned, but his iron-clad will and the rage burning in his eyes could be felt by all.
X
He knelt before the warrior king that had accepted him into their fold. A new armor adorning his frame, minus a helmet as he waited.
All around them armored knights stood at attention for the procession, but countless others looked on with unblinking attention and baited breath.
King Novik approached him, his voice loud, clear and filled with authority. "Against all the evil that Hell can conjure. All the wickedness that mankind can produce. We will send unto them, only you." The king produced the helm of his new armor as he rose to his feet to accept it, slipping it over his head as the king continued to speak.
"Rip and tear, until it is done."
He turned and faced the gathered knights. The warriors he would lead into battle against the demons that had threatened this realm.
The Night Sentinels.
X
The blood in his veins raged hotter than magma as he looked out over the ruins of what had once been the beautiful land of Argent D'Nur. Its people slaughtered, the land corrupted, twisted into a demonic mockery of what it once was thanks to Hell's forces.
They had been betrayed by one of their own. Allowing the demons to invade while he and the other Sentinels had been elsewhere. The Wraiths that had once given life to this world were imprisoned and corrupted to be used by the demons for their own ends.
His fists clenched so hard all the bones in his hands cracked loudly. They would pay...all of them would pay.
X
The Sentinels had fallen. Their worlds desolate or consumed by the demons. The Priests that had once led and advised them had turned against them, now leading Hell's legions in the name of the Khan Maykr herself, making a deal with the Dark Lords and taking many of the Sentinels with her.
The depth of Hell's corruption knew no limits. He should have known, should have done more...but now he was alone once again. But it was not the end.
His blood still boiled, hatred burning to new levels. He would kill them all. The demons, the cowardly Priests, even the Khan Maykr herself if he had to. Their blood, their guts, would be spilled. And NOTHING would stand in his way!
They would know true terror. True brutality. And the full might of his rage.
He would rip and tear...until there was nothing left.
X
Lilith awoke from her place on the couch and noticed how late it had gotten. Yawning, the siren gently moved out from under Tina, laying the little girl in her place and covering her with the blanket that was on the both of them as she stretched out her stiff muscles.
She blinked when she realized that when they had fallen asleep there had been no blanket covering them. Which meant Mason must have come home at some point and covered them with it.
Smiling to herself, Lilith decided to pay the slayer a special visit. Fixing her crimson hair before making her way to the room she knew belonged to her boyfriend. But the closer she got, she started hearing a lot of movement coming from the other side of the door along with growling.
Almost like a feral alpha skag was chained up inside.
Curious and worried, Lilith opened the door and peered inside to see Mason thrashing in his bed while asleep. Face in a hard scowl and teeth gritted, the muscles in his arms and chest tense like powerful cords ready to snap any second. There was also a strange rise in heat in the room that caused sweat to break out along the siren's forehead.
"Mase? Mason!" she said, entering the room and reaching the bedside in a few strides, she started shaking him in an attempt to wake him up. He felt hot to the touch, almost like there were smoldering embers beneath his skin.
"Mason! Wake up!" Lilith shouted one last time. The slayer's eyes snapped open, blazing like hell-fire. Before the siren realized what had happened she was across the room and slammed against the far wall, a large hand clamped around her throat like an iron vise-grip.
Hissing through his teeth like a wild animal, Mason's gaze burned through her skull. But he wasn't actually looking at her. Still partially lost in his dreams/memories.
Her smaller hands grabbing his larger one, Lilith choked when her oxygen was completely cut off. Darkness already gathered at the edges of her vision as her golden eyes met his pleading.
"M...Mas...on…" she gasped. Preparing to use her phasewalk when the slayer blinked, then blinked again. Recognition quickly crossed his gaze and he immediately released her and stepped away as though he had been burned.
"...Lilith? What?" he looked at his hands and stumbled back a step. His gaze went back to the siren who was rubbing her bruising throat and coughing as she got air back in her lungs. "What...What did I do?" he asked, sitting on his bed in disbelief.
Lilith stood back up and looked at him worried, "You were thrashing in your sleep. I tried to wake you up...which was a pretty bad idea, now that I think about it." she approached him and sat beside him. "You okay?"
"I nearly broke your neck and you're asking me if I'm okay?" Mason asked in disbelief.
"I'm weird like that. You knew what you were getting into the moment we started our thing." Lilith said back with a smirk. "So, what's up? What were you dreaming about?"
The slayer sighed and rubbed a hand over his face, "I don't even think it was a dream. Lately I've been having these...memories. Pieces from my past...or what I think is my past anyway. It's hard to explain, but they're getting more and more vivid overtime."
"You think it could mean something?" asked the siren. "Has it happened before?"
"Hard to say. I was trapped in that sarcophagus of a while." Mason replied, though he was having trouble trying to connect the dots.
Ever since he woke up on Mars, the two lines of memories in his head have been causing an untold amount of confusion. Now it seemed that the foreign ones were starting to overpower his original ones. Already he was starting to forget bits and pieces of his life from before, and it was beginning to worry him.
"Hey, you still with me?" Lilith asked, touching his arm and bringing him back to the present.
"Yeah, sorry. Just trying to get my head on straight again." he admitted while rubbing his eyes. "How's your neck."
The siren reached up and rubbed the now light-purple skin of her throat. "I've had worse. Nothing to worry about." she replied with a shrug.
"I am sorry about that. I'm just glad I managed to snap out of it in time." said Mason.
Lilith waved it off, "I was about to phasewalk my way out of it anyway. Like I said, nothing to worry about." she tilted her head toward the slayer and grinned. "Of course, if you wanted to make it up to me…"
Mason raised an eyebrow before the red-head slid over and sat in his lap facing him. Arms looping around the back of his neck as her lips met his. Showing no hesitation as tongues began to wrestle one another.
Large hands came up and pulled off the siren's leather vest, her arms reaching back allowing it to fall to the floor before going forward and helping the slayer out of his top. Breaking the kiss to pull the shirt over his head, Lilith took a moment to soak in Mason's upper body.
Muscles harder than granite that were definitely not for show given his almost god-like strength. And the scars, too many to count of various lengths and depths that spoke of untold battles against beasts beyond one's nightmares. He truly was a warrior worth his legend, and he was all hers.
Lilith reached up and ran her fingers over several of them before running her hands up his chest to his shoulders before they began kissing again.
Mason's hands moved around the siren's slim waist, sliding down and squeezing her firm ass. Eliciting a deep moan from the woman in his lap. Feeling bold, he turned them to the side and laid Lilith down with him laying over her smaller frame, his lips attacking her neck and causing her to sigh in pleasure.
The slayer continued his assault, working down her collar bone to the tops of her breasts. Lilith gripped his scalp and was breathing heavily as he worked her over in ways she hadn't felt in a long time. She felt his hands that had been squeezing her ass had made their way to her front and began undoing her pants. Making quick work of them and began to peel them down her long legs.
"No underwear?" Mason asked, smirking when he saw the siren's bare lower-half while pulling off her pants, boots and socks. His eyes lingering on her exposed slit with a strip of crimson hair above it.
Lilith grinned back, "Like you're complaining." she then crossed her arms and pulled her tank top off. Leaving her naked before the slayer's eyes.
Her skin almost the color of fresh snow, marred only by the blue siren markings that stretched along her left side and a few small scars scattered along her body. As lithe as her frame was, she also had some muscle that stood out. And even though her breasts weren't as large as someone of Moxxi's level, they were perfect on her.
To Mason, every inch of the fiery red-head before him was perfect.
Giving a coy smile, Lilith leaned back on the bed with her arms stretched out to her sides. "Well, Killer?" she purred. "You gonna come get me?"
The slayer grinned, "I'd have to be dead or dumb not to." he said, bending down and kissing up her flat stomach to her chest. His tongue snaking out and tracing along her tattoos before flicking over a hardened nipple.
Lilith arched her back, sticking her chest out farther as he switched between breasts. Showering them with equal attention while his hands ran up her legs and sides, feeling every inch of skin he could reach.
Moving back up to her neck, Mason captured her lips and laid his body over hers, pinning her comfortably to the bed. Her hands scratching along his back until they grabbed his shorts. Pulling back enough to look him in the eye, the siren's tattoos flared orange before a quick burst of heat was felt...the shorts the slayer had been wearing being reduced to ashes.
"Kinda unfair how I'm the only one naked." she said before reaching down and grabbing what had been pressing into her the last few minutes. Her eyes widening, having not expected the size of her new boyfriend.
She was the farthest thing from a virgin, having had several relationships in the past. But from what she was feeling, Mason was a monster!
"Feel something you like, lils?" Mason asked with a raised eyebrow, keeping himself in check as her hand stroked up and down.
A wide smile nearly split Lilith's face, "Oh I do. Screw that big cannon of yours, this is a Big Fucking Gun." she pronounced while squeezing the slayer which caused him to growl and his eyes to flash
In retaliation, Mason's hand slid down her body between her legs. The siren froze in her stroking and moaned as she felt him working over her clit, feeling herself more wet than she was moments before.
Not wanting to accept defeat, Lilith gathered her wits and started stroking again. Her other hand gripping the slayer's shoulder as he started licking and softly biting her breasts. Things began to escalate as the couple did their best to work each other up as much as possible.
Mason kept his thumb on the red-head's bundle of nerves while slipping a finger into her wet heat. Causing her body to jerk from the intrusion, the sounds she was emitting getting a little louder and forcing him to slam his lips over hers to quiet the noise given that Tina was still sleeping down the hall.
It had been a long time since he'd been intimate with anyone. Longer in one life compared to the other by eons. But he'd developed a great deal of control with his new body, hence why he was holding himself back from completely ravishing the siren beneath him through the bed.
But if he was honest with himself, she was doing a pretty good job of trying to crack that layer of control.
Slipping another finger in with the first, he felt Lilith tense up. Her legs locking tight around his hand and her scream was swallowed into his own mouth. Mason kept going, helping her ride through her orgasm as her whole body locked tightly around his.
Seconds ticked by before the siren finally relaxed. Their lips separating and her head flopped back onto the pillows gasping for air. "...holy...shit…" she managed to say between deep breaths.
"Been a while?" Mason asked, removing his fingers from her core and looking at them a moment before tasting his 'reward'.
"You have no idea." Lilith said once she got her breathing back under control. Sitting up on her elbows and getting a clear view of the slayer's 'weapon'. She had hoped to get him off before getting to the real fun, but it seemed going without for an untold amount of time gave him plenty of endurance.
And she shuddered at the thought of his stamina as well as his strength. Part of her was worried that she might not be walking right for a while...but she also became drenched at the same thoughts.
"You gonna put that BFG of yours to use?" Lilith asked with a come and get me grin. Mason matched her grin with one of his own as he settled between her parted thighs.
"Careful what you wish for." he uttered before slowly easing into her. Her warm, wet walls stretching to accommodate him, her body tense as she felt him reach deep inside her core.
Taking his time, not wanting to hurt the siren, Mason kept his slow and steady pace until their hips met. Stopping to allow her to adjust and to enjoy the amazing tightness gripping him, he waited for a moment or two before pulling out a few inches and pushing forward again.
Lilith clenched the bed sheets tightly in each hand, tilting her head back with her teeth gritted together. It was more than a tight fit, Mason was stretching her in ways she'd never felt before. And despite the discomfort in the beginning, she was loving every second of it.
When her body finally got used to the large cock slowly plunging into her depths, the siren began to raise her hips to meet each thrust. The slayer took the unspoken signal to start moving a bit faster, adding more force as the bed began to creak beneath them.
The sounds of deep groans and sharp gasps filling the room, the outside world bleeding away as the duo lost themselves in each other. Mason wrapped his arms around Lilith's smaller body and pulled her up with him until she was sitting in his lap, her arms going around his neck and legs around his waist as she bounced up and down.
Feeling another orgasm fast approaching, Lilith also felt her body starting to heat up. Her tattoos began to glow a dull orange along with her eyes, her flaming ethereal wings stretching out behind her as her senses began to overload.
Mason looked upon the angel of fire that he was currently holding, his own release beginning to rise. Taking her face between his hands, he kissed her hard. The heat between them making them sweat as it continued to grow hotter and hotter.
One final deep thrust was all it took to send Lilith over the edge. Her head snapping back in a silent scream as her whole body locked up. The feel of her inner walls clenching like a vise being enough to send Mason into climax as well as he buried his face into the crook of her neck. Their grip on each other tight enough that there was no space between them.
Several seconds passed, neither of them moved an inch. Lilith's power slowly faded back into her body as she slumped into the slayer's hold, completely spent. Mason carefully leaned forward, laying her gently on the bed before pulling out of her slowly. Their combined essence following him as he laid beside her, holding her to his chest as she curled into him.
"W...Wow…" the red-head said in almost a whisper.
"That good?" Mason asked into her hair.
Lilith hummed and burrowed her face into his chest. "You could have broken my damn pelvis, and I'd still have no regrets." she leaned up a little to look him in the eye, "For a guy who's been out of the game a while, you sure know how to treat a girl."
The slayer chuckled, "Guess it just took that one badass woman to remind me to have fun again." he said before leaning down and kissing her softly.
"Well if that's the type of fun we're going to be having from now on, then we're going to be having a lot of it." said the siren before she flopped her head back down on the hard, yet comfortable, chest under her. "But not tonight...hate to say it, but you wore me out good."
Mason ran his hand up and down her back, "Then sleep. I'll be right here." Lilith hummed again as she got comfortable. A minute later he could tell she was asleep.
Smiling at the red-head, he kissed her on the head before making sure they were covered before drifting off to sleep himself.
Thankfully no more memories plagued him that night.