Warning: Sexual content (;
Valtor rose from his seat and walked in front of the desk with slow steps "It took a little more than a day for you to win back your throne," he spoke with a rather thoughtful voice "Either the Ancient Witches have been clearly underestimating you, or they have forgot how to play."
Hel licked her lips with a seductive manner, the red lipstick didn't inhabit her lips anymore "In both cases, it is equally disgraceful and lethal for them." she said and nudged Alowix' floating figure with her right elbow "I must admit, though, he wasn't an easy win –in my absence he knew how to take advantage of the Underworld."
It seemed like Alowix was trying to say something; however, the only voices that could be heard were the muffled sounds coming from him. With a frown on her face, Darcy asked "What's wrong with him?"
Hel casted an evil look at her over her shoulder "He was making a little too much noise on our way to the Cloud Tower," she began to explain as a smirk spread on her lips "So I cut his tongue."
Darcy went pale straight away, Icy simply turned her eyes away in disgust and Stormy gagged "This is gruesome!" she said, causing Hel to shrug indifferently as she turned her grey eyes to the sorcerer in front of her. Without uttering any other words, the Trix left the office and went to their bedrooms, leaving the two alone.
The moment Hel saw the intense look Valtor was giving her, the smirk on her lips grew more. Of course, he has always found it attractive when I let the darkness take over me, Hel thought while she eyed him in an obviously hungry way –even though she hadn't slept for more than two days and felt overmuch tired, all she could think about at that particular moment was the heat which was beginning to grow inside her.
Valtor leaned the desk as he crossed his arms over his chest "How's the current situation in the Underworld?" he asked, apparently he was trying to distract himself from the dirty thoughts wandering in his head.
"It could have been worse," Hel responded while she snapped the fingers of her right hand. A thin thread of shadows flew to her hand "Seems like I've chosen my latest kings –by latest I mean the ones I've chosen sixteen years ago," While speaking, she was moving the fingers of her right hand so that the shadows were slithering between them very much like a black snake "A big majority of them have stayed loyal to me in my absence and haven't let Alowix take control of everything."
Valtor raised an eyebrow at her direction "And what about the traitor minority?" he asked even though he knew very well what her answer was going to be. He just wanted to hear those words from all because once such things were spoken, they became more real, and, in this case, darker.
The shadow thread moving between Hel's fingers transformed into a dark dagger "I killed them all," she responded, despite the low pitch of her voice, her words easily reached Valtor's ears. As she walked behind the floating figure of Alowix, the skirt of her dress lifted off the ground as if there was a special breeze flowing around her "One by one, with no mercy." Holding Alowix from his blonde hair, Hel slowly pulled his head back so that his neck was exposed. His chest was going up and down so fast as if his fear of death could materialise any moment "They have made great examples, now everybody knows the fate of those who dare betray the Queen of the Underworld."
Valtor ran his right hand through his blonde hair, Hel knows what she is doing, he thought while his grey eyes followed her movements. She is playing us both, just like a lioness playing with her prey. With Alowix, she wants to feel every bit of his fear and desperation before killing him with her own hands. And with me, she wants to slowly savour my growing desire for her.
Upon feeling the cold blade of the dagger caressing his cheek, Alowix began to make muffled sounds once again "Shh, baby, don't be afraid," Hel spoke with a seductive and dangerous tone, which freaked out her prey even more "I'll make it quick, I promise."
As she placed the dagger on his throat, Hel turned her eyes to Valtor "The Ancient Witches still see everything you see, don't they?" she asked.
The sorcerer thought for a moment before nodding "If they wish to, yes." he said "Why?"
The edge of Hel's lip curled upwards "Perfect, then they'll probably see me killing their puppet as well." she said but her next words were not directed at Valtor, instead her aim was the Ancient Witches "You'll be next, ladies. Take a good look at this."
And with a swift movement, she cut Alowix' throat. The moment life left his blue eyes, his corpse fell onto the ground. The blood spilling from where the dagger had cut painted Hel's hands, arms and dress red; however, this didn't seem to bother her even the slightest. All her attention was fixed on Valtor and judging by her darkened eyes, her mind had immediately wandered to different things.
The black dagger decayed into its origins –the shadows –as Hel took big steps towards the sorcerer. Valtor straightened and he, too, walked towards Hel. The moment she was within his reach, he pulled her into his arms and crashed his lips into hers. The blood on her body was leaving stains on his maroon-coloured jacket but at that moment, he didn't give a damn.
The kiss was hard, passionate and hot. It was so hot that even though the dress on her was quite revealing and thin, Hel felt her whole body burning under Valtor's touch. She wanted him right then and there; however, she had one last thing to do that night before her duties as the Queen were over.
Still, there's no harm in exciting him more, is there?
As Hel let Valtor slide his tongue into her mouth, her right hands wandered down on his body until reaching the waistband of his trousers. The sorcerer gasped instinctually upon feeling Hel's hand stroking his erection on the fabric of his trousers. However, before things could gain even more heat, Hel broke the contact of their lips and took a step back, leaving Valtor in a puzzled state.
"I want you, too, as much as you want me but there is still one last thing that needs to be done with him." Hel explained while she motioned Alowix' lifeless body lying on the floor with her head "After cleaning myself, I'll be heading to the connection point between this world and the Underworld." As she snapped her fingers, the corpse began to fly behind her. The dark haired woman blew a kiss at Valtor before leaving the office "You know where to find me, darling, so don't be late, will you?"
[Time Skip]
The sound of branches being broken under someone's steps cut through the eerily peaceful silence of the midnight. Since she was expecting a visitor, Hel didn't bother changing her position as she continued sitting cross-legged in the air while the light of the full moon shone on her –she was flying a few feet above the ground. She had taken off her high-heeled, red pumps and her crown was safe in her room back in the Cloud Tower.
It was a bright night and simply moonlight was enough to provide sight.
To the north of the Cloud Tower was a huge graveyard by the name Forgotten Necropolis –just as the name indicated, the place was completely forgotten. It was an ancient graveyard but it's main function was being the connection point between the Underworld and the world of the living. It was the only place on this part of the cosmos which brought ease to Hel since she felt her powers growing stronger and stronger.
Seeing Forgotten Necropolis as her territory, she had decided to exhibit the lifeless body of Alowix there. As Valtor walked to the heart of the graveyard, he could see Alowix' corpse impaled on a pretty tall pike –Hel had placed it so that it could be seen from everywhere around the graveyard.
He wasn't surprised when he saw that Hel was floating above the big, black, marble table which stood in the middle of the huge graveyard –she used to come here every other day either to communicate with the kings of the Underworld or simply to meditate and recharge herself. Being the connection point between two worlds, Forgotten Necropolis enabled Hel to project image in her throne room in the Underworld, making it easier for her to keep a track of things while not missing out the fun in Magix.
"I should've know this was what you were going to do." Valtor spoke as he pointed at the pike while Hel slowly opened her grey eyes. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as the dark haired woman elegantly descended and landed onto the marble table "Is this how you plan to strike terror into your enemies' hearts?"
Hel sat onto the table and let her legs hang from its edge as she wore her high-heeled shoes "This is simply a warning," she responded and jumped onto the ground, she was walking towards Valtor "I don't need a visual feast to strike terror into the hearts of my enemies."
"Your appearance is a little too deceiving at this point, love." Valtor said while he placed his hands on her hips the moment she was within his reach "After all those years, even I still tend to be deceived by it and forget how cruel you can be." The sorcerer pulled Hel against his chest, then he began to caress her cheek with the side of his right index finger. Her pale skin was shining under the silvery moonlight "Though I cannot say I don't like being reminded of your cruelty all over again –it is always so intoxicating."
"I want you, Valtor." Hel breathed against his lips as she wrapped her left hand around his neck and placed the right one on his chest "Right here, right now." As the distance between their lips was slowly disappearing, Valtor's breaths were becoming deeper "But I'm too tired for this, I haven't slept for two days. I know I need to rest, still, I want you. So. Fucking. Much." Keeping silent for a moment, Hel licked Valtor's lower lip before going on "So just skip the foreplay, skip everything –make this hard and quick."
As a response, Valtor pressed his lips against hers and in mere seconds, the couple was drawn into a passionate kiss. Hel took careful steps back while she dragged Valtor with her until her upper leg touched the cold marble. Her hands slid down his torso until reaching the waistband of his trousers. As Valtor's tongue slid into her mouth, Hel was unbuckling his belt, then she quickly unbuttoned his trousers as well.
The dark haired woman giggled in a naughty way while she pushed down his trousers –she could feel how hard he already was through the fabric of his underwear "Seems like you didn't need the foreplay at all." Hel whispered against Valtor's lips. Instead of giving a verbal response, Valtor simply slid his right hand under Hel's dress through the slit on her left leg. She gasped upon feeling his fingers touching her underwear, the wetness of which could already be felt through the fabric.
"Hmm, you're a fine one to talk." Valtor said while he pulled a little back to lift Hel up and place her on the marble table. Spreading her legs so that Valtor could stand between them, Hel pushed her underwear to the side against her right inner thigh so that the barrier of fabric between herself and Valtor would get out of the way. As she saw that Valtor had pushed down his underwear to free his erection, Hel pulled him closer to her with one hand while wrapping the other one around his member. With careful movements, she guided him to her entrance and nodded quickly at Valtor.
The sorcerer captured Hel's lips once again as he thrusted into her, eventually causing her to moan in his mouth. In a quite short while the movement of Valtor's hips gained enough speed to make Hel throw her back and let her soft cries fill his ears. With every sound coming from her lips, Valtor could feel the heat within him growing.
"Mm," Hel moaned as she pulled back her right hand, which was resting on Valtor's shoulder, and moved it to her clit "Valtor, faster."
A groan broke free from him as Valtor thrusted faster and deeper into Hel, which led her to moan loudly "Fuck, yes," she spoke breathlessly "Right there."
However, Valtor wasn't planning to let them hit the edge so quick, despite Hel's tiredness, hence he first removed Hel's right hand, the fingers of which were circling her clit. Then he began to slow down his speed. Hel sent him a questioning look "Not yet," Valtor whispered and didn't let Hel protest "You can manage without sleep a little more, love."
He was thrusting slow but deep into her as he placed his warm lips on her neck "When you edge me, it takes forever for us to stop." Hel muttered, which caused Valtor to chuckle against her skin.
"This time it won't take forever, I promise." he said while his lips moved down slowly "I simply want to bring you to the point where you'll scream my name into the night."
His words had licked Hel's skin like the heat of a flame, which only fed her arousal "That shouldn't be hard to arrange," she muttered while the fingers of her left hand played with the little hairs on the back of Valtor's neck "Valtor, please," Hel spoke with a low voice "This pace is a torture."
Valtor's lips had left her neck, he had pulled his head a little back to be able to look at her "Why don't you try enjoying yourself?" he asked while pulling almost all the way out and then thrusting slowly but hardly into her. Hel let out a silent moan.
"But I want more," Hel responded and pulled Valtor down to herself to press her lips against his neck "How do you manage to keep your need under such strong control?" She was intentionally letting her lips linger long on each spot on his neck as she licked and kissed and sucked on it so that she could break Valtor's self-control; however, he seemed to have a will of titanium.
A groan left Valtor's lips as Hel playfully bit his neck "I contain myself by thinking about the bigger prize at the end." he spoke with a seductive voice and pulled out, taking a few steps back. The moment Hel felt the feeling of fullness disappearing, a frown appeared on her face "Come down here and turn around."
The edge of her lip curled upwards in a naughty way as the dark haired woman jumped down from the marble table and turned her back to Valtor "Now, this is getting more interesting." she said while she bent down. She was holding from the marble table not to lose her balance. Valtor gently lifted the skirt of her dress and after positioning himself before her entrance, he thrusted inside her, once again snatching a moan from Hel.
As Valtor's movements sped up, Hel was moving her hips to meet his thrusts. Just like he had done the first time, he was increasing the speed quite much in a short time, which was bringing both of them near the edge. When Hel's moans turned into loud cries of pleasure, Valtor knew he had found that spot in her which made the dark haired woman's eyes roll to the back of her head.
Valtor's groans were becoming louder as well, he could feel he was so close to this orgasm but he knew Hel still wasn't exactly at that point where he wanted to bring her, hence with a million efforts he began to slow down. As he had expected, a frustrated grunt was heard from the witch "I was so close!" Hel said and casted a look at the sorcerer over her shoulder.
"I know, love." Valtor responded cockily, then he pushed away Hel's hand, which was reaching for her clit as he clicked his tongue "Not yet, Hel."
Even though his movements had slowed down, Hel's hips were still meeting his thrusts. For a few minutes, the only sound to be heard had been Hel's silent moans and Valtor's heavy breathing "Valtor," Hel asked at last but it sound more like begging "Can I touch myself now?"
A big smirk formed on Valtor's lips upon seeing how desperate she had grown for him, he wanted to savour every little moment of that "No," he responded with a deep voice, earning some disappointed cries from the dark haired woman "But if you continue to behave, you might get a reward for it."
He knew how hard it was for Hel not to let desire take over her body for he was feeling the same way –all he wanted at that moment was to take his thrusting to a rapid speed. It took some serious self-control not to give into the temptations.
Slowly, his right hand slid down from its resting place on Hel's hips and moved between her legs. As she felt Valtor's index finger rubbing her clit, Hel found herself whimpering "Darling, please, faster."
"Shh, I'll give you your orgasm soon enough." Valtor said while both the thrusting of his hips and the rubbing of his fingers began to speed up. However, before Hel could began moaning loudly once more, Valtor pulled out, again. When Hel turned to face him and ask him what the hell was he doing, the sorcerer lifted her up and placed on the marble table once again.
No words were spoken, in mere seconds theirs bodies became a whole for the third time that night as Hel's mouth captured Valtor's, pulling him into a deep kiss. This time, however, Valtor didn't slowed down after a while, which meant that Hel was about to get the prize she had been yearn for the whole night.
As Valtor hit her G-spot, Hel threw her head back and let out a loud moan "Right there," she whispered breathlessly, the hold of her left hand on Valtor's upper arm was getting tighter. Her right hand was holding from the edge of the marble table "Don't stop."
Well, he couldn't even if he wanted to –he had long passed the threshold "Fuck," Valtor grunted as he felt her walls clenching around his member but he didn't need to feel that to understand that Hel was about to come –her soft cries had turned into scream-like moans.
When she came, as he had wanted it to be, Hel was screaming his name, which had pushed Valtor over the edge as well. He was whispering her name over and over again as he rode his orgasm.
As the shaking of her legs died, Hel loosened her hold on Valtor while she tried to steady her breathing "That," she whispered "Was intense."
Valtor pulled out of her and wore his underwear and trousers "Was it worth all the fuss?" he asked with an arched brow. Hel rolled her eyes at him and jumped down, causing the sorcerer to chuckle "I take that as a yes."
Standing in front of him, Hel began to caress his cheek with the side of her index finger "Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked with a surprisingly soft and almost caring voice. It nearly caught Valtor off-guard.
He nodded "Of course," he said and at that moment he remembered that he intended to give her a little present "But before you go," he said, causing Hel to raise a curious eyebrow at him "There's something I'd like to give you."
Valtor took out a little, black box from the pocket of his maroon-coloured jacket. After licking his lower lip, he opened the box, its inside facing Hel. Her grey eyes lit up almost immediately upon seeing the ring.
It was a grey ring with a big, black onyx on it. Hel knew the moment she saw the ring that it was enchanted to protect her from the deadly rays of the sun –she could feel the powerful spell vibrating off the ring. With a wide smile on her lips, she turned her eyes to Valtor, who had a small smirk on his lips.
"May I?" he asked, earning a quick nod in return. After taking the ring, he closed the box and put it back into his pocket. Then, he took Hel's left hand and put the ring on her ring finger "Looks perfect," Valtor spoke with a low voice as he brought her hand to his lips.
At that moment, Valtor saw within Hel's grey eyes something he hadn't seen for sixteen years. It was something so familiar yet so strange and it had been hard to decipher at first but once he recalled what it was, he knew he wouldn't be able to forget it for the rest of his life.
It was love.
I know I said I didn'tintend to makethis story longer than 5-6 chapters but it seems like we'll be having more ((:
