THIS. TOOK. FOREVER. AND A DAY. OMG.
Sorry if this sucks there was so much writers block and school! Also this was really hard to write but I enjoyed some of it. Shout out to vividfantasy7 for the data idea and angel-of-death-2015 for being my go to sin-kin ;)
Also my kalluras and talisto really helped me fight through this with advice and funnies so bless, this one's for all you guys! Also, ship is officially 1 yr old! #proudmom
Enjoy ;)
Note: 'wordswordsdirtywords' means it's telepathic speech...
Talia sighed as she sat her brush down on her desk. It was the third time she had brushed through it that day. She was definitely going to be late. She never imagined getting so worked up over seeing a boy, let alone Mephisto. And yet, she was still unsure of what to wear or how to do her makeup. It was confusing and foreign for her.
Sure, Auriana was across the hall and Iris was downstairs, but if they found out she had a date they'd want to know all about who he was and if they found out about her and Mephisto...yeah, better not ask them anything. Standing, she eyed herself in the mirror, turning a couple times to get a good look at herself. Her greying blue crop top set just below her shoulders, falling into large frills. A white belt accentuate her waist and she eyed her bottom nervously at the way the faded dark blue jeans hugged her figure.
"Well...what do you think?" Talia turned, giving an expectant look to the purple creature munching away at a pastry on her bed.
Amaru swallowed before voicing his encouragement with a thumbs up. Talia sighed, relieved that she didn't look like she was trying too hard.
"Alright, then." She eyed herself in the mirror before pouting, running her fingers through her bangs, "Maybe I should just put it up…"
"Maybe you should hurry up."
Talia gasped, falling backwards into her closet. Amaru let out a scream as Mephisto lounged casually in her bed.
"M-M-Mephisto?! What are you doing?!" Talia whispered, quickly pulling herself up. Amaru was quick to come between them, growling.
"You were taking forever to decide. Like seriously, all I could hear was you panicking. 'O-M-G, whatever shall I do about my hair?'" The sorcerer smirked, laying on his side and propping his head up.
"I do not sound like that?" Talia frowned, her cheeks heating.
"Sure you don't." Mephisto grinned, sitting up, "You're hair looks fine, like always. What, do you like brush it 100 times a day?"
Talia smacked his hand away as he reached up to touch it, "If it's perfect don't ruin it."
"Alright, alright, fine. Are you ready to go-?"
Mephisto paused as Amaru growled, yelping in remembrance at the last time he'd pissed the little guy off.
"Amaru!" Talia picked the fuzzy creature off the floor, "Calm down, he's not here to hurt us. He's actually here to pick me up. For a date."
Amaru let out a gasp and gave her a look of disbelief. A flood of angry, nagging 'marus' came from the familiar, and Talia winced at his response. Mephisto raised an eyebrow as he watched the exchange between the two of them. It was honestly quite amusing. Talia was on one knee pleading with the little ball of fur which seemed to be going full parental on her.
"I know, I know. Please, just keep this between us. We already agreed that it wouldn't interfere with our missions. We're just...we're just trying to be normal...even just a little bit." Talia sighed, giving him an honest smile. Amaru seemed to take pity on the princess , letting out a huff before glaring at Mephisto and crossing his arms.
"MARU."
"C-come again?" Mephisto raised an eyebrow.
"He basically wants you to know that if you screw up, you deal with him." Talia smirked, scratching behind Amaru's ear, making him smile.
Mephisto paled and nodded enthusiastically, "Got it...are you ready to-"
They froze as knocks echoed in the room.
"Talia? Is there someone in there?" Auriana's voice called out from the other side.
"Oh no! Umm...just a minute! Be right there!" Talia responded, grabbing Mephisto and shoving him and Amaru into the closet.
"Why is he in here?!" Mephisto hissed, glaring at her.
"Shhh!" Talia slammed the door, while Mephisto and Amaru exchanged looks of surprise.
Talia grabbed her phone before opening the door, "Hey, Auriana! Sorry, I was in the phone. What did you need?"
"Are you sure? I thought I heard a boy!" Auriana frowned, raising a manicured brow.
"Nope. No boys here. Anyway, I gotta go-"
"Wait a minute! You're all dressed up!" Auriana gasped, whipping around and grinning.
"Wha- no, I'm not! I always look like this!" Talia argued, cringing a bit.
"Oh, I know you, Talia!" The vibrant redhead gasped again, "DO YOU HAVE A DATE?!"
"N-no! Absolutely not!" Talia yelped, waving her hand frantically.
"Oh my stars!"
"Auriana!"
"You're going on a date!"
"I'm not-"
"IRIS!"
"Oh no…"
"No wonder you look so cute! Love the top! Are you going to do your hair?" Auriana grinned, pushing the helpless brunette to sit on the sofa.
"What's going on?" Iris smiled, entering the room. Mephisto and Amaru both gulped at the situation. They eyed each other and gave a mutual nod.
"Talia has a date and she was trying to hide it from us!" Auriana grinned, looking slyly at the uncomfortable Xerin.
"Really? That's great, Talia!" Iris beamed, taking a seat on the bed.
"I know, right! You haven't been on a date in like forever!" Auriana added, squealing a bit in excitement.
Talia let out a sigh before a small groan passed from her lips, "Auriana…"
"Why didn't you tell us, we could've helped you prepare. You always help us on ours." Iris offered, looking to Talia encouragingly. A pang of guilt bit the brunette and she offered an apologetic smile.
"Yeah! Oh! You know what would go great with that outfit? Your fedora!" Auriana clasped her hands together before bounding over to the closet.
"Auriana, wait-!"
The Voltan swung the door open before rummaging through the boxes. "Ohhh! These are super cute wedges! They'd look great with that tan handbag Lyna bought you last summer!"
Talia sighed in relief, thankful that Mephisto had taken their distraction to teleport out of sight. "Alright, fine. I'll wear them."
Auriana let out a squeal of joy as she handed them to the brunette. Iris managed to fish out her black and tan fedora, resulting in both girls looking pleased with being able to help even just a little bit.
"Thanks you two. It looks much better." Talia smiled, nodding with approval as she closed the clasp on her necklace.
"Of course! That's what best friends are for!" Auriana grinned, hugging her.
"Will we get to meet him? What times he picking you up?" Iris questioned from her seat at Talia's desk.
"Oh...uh...should be any minute now!" Talia have a sheepish smile, hoping to finally end this. Little did she know how deep a hole she was digging.
"Oh. Well we'll wait downstairs while you finish up so we can let him in!" Iris stood, with Auriana close behind.
"You don't have to do that!" Talia tried, but the girls seemed to not notice.
"It's totally fine. Relax, Talia. Everything will go great." Iris reassured her before closing the door. She'd never thought that phrase would scare her senseless.
'Mephisto! Get back here! We have a serious problem!'
The green eyed teen appeared on her bed in a wisp of blinding green with Amaru in his lap, "Is this about your hair again?"
"No! This is about Auriana and Iris wanting to meet you when you come to the house to pick me up!" Talia hissed, planting her hands on her hips.
"Ohhhh. Yeah. I'm definitely getting some angry vibes here." Mephisto muttered, motioning to Talia's face.
"Mephisto!"
"Gah! Okay! Okay!" He stood, setting Amaru on the bed, "Don't worry, Princess. I got this!"
He disappeared in a flash of green and Amaru and Talia exchanged horrified looks. Mephisto with a plan was a dangerous thing. The sound of the doorbell made her blood run cold and the two quickly made their way downstairs. As she got down the hall she slowed, trying to calm herself.
"Talia! There's a young man here for you!"
Talia cursed as Aunt Ellen's sugary sweet tone was laced with excitement. Why was everyone getting so worked up over this?! With a deep breath she masked her frustrations and entered the living room. Everyone eyed her as she entered, smiling in such a way that made Talia want to scramble for the sanctity of her bedroom.
"Hey, Talia. Milo here was just telling us about himself!" Aunt Ellen waved her over, smiling brightly.
"Milo." Talia raised a skeptical brow.
"It means 'destroyer'." Mephisto grinned brightly in his disguise. His hair had taken on a bright red and was slicked back in a pompadour style. His attire had switched from his usual uniform to a creme colored blazer and pale blue collared shirt. A deep blue tie rested around his neck and his dark blue slacks and loafers accentuated the outfit. Thick rimmed glasses rested upon his nose. He looked absolutely nothing like himself and it was a bit startling. "I always tell my dearest mother and father that they named me wrong. It's just too brash of a name for me!"
Talia almost rolled her eyes at his facade. Grinning, he presented her with a bouquet of flowers.
"Wha-when did you-?" Talia's eyes widened and he winked at her.
"I have my way, my darling. It's a secret." His smile grew as her cheeks took on a rosy hue. She glared at her friends who giggled from the couch.
"Why don't I find a vase for those, dear. I'm sure you and Milo would like to get going." Aunt Ellen intervened, smiling as Talia have her an appreciative look of relief.
"Aw, so soon?" Auriana pouted.
"Yeah, how did you too meet?" Iris grinned, leaning over the armrest.
"Um, the library!"
"The store!"
The girls looked at them confused. Talia looked to Mephisto with a look of disapproval.
"Oh, no, I'm wrong. The bookstore, not the library!" Talia laughed sheepishly.
"Right!"
"How romantic! Did you guys, like, pick up the same book or something?" Auriana gave them a starry eyed gaze.
"Yes!" 'Milo' immediately agreed.
"Aw! I knew it! And you said that didn't happen in real life, Talia! It's not fair to keep that secret! I wanna meet a cute boy too!" Auriana pouted, earning a twitch of the brow from Talia. Iris giggled as Auriana swooned over her own imagination.
"Right! Well, no more secrets here. We should be going!" Talia began to push ''Milo' towards the door.
"Wait!" Iris called out, stopping the two Ephedians in their tracks.
"Let's get a picture!" Auriana jumped up, digging her phone from her purse.
"Really? We're going to be late!" Talia groaned, crossing her arms.
"Oh, come on, Talia! This is your first date since you ended it with Kyle, like, two years ago! We must memorialize the moment!"
Mephisto struggled not to laugh as Talia face-palmed, obviously ready to disappear from the embarrassment.
"It'll just be one! Pleeeeeease?" Iris and Auriana pulled out their best pouts, causing Talia's eye to twitch.
"I can't say no to it. Make them stop!" 'Milo' shielded his face, earning and exasperated sigh.
"Just. ONE." Talia warned. The princesses nodded enthusiastically. Talia elbowed her date, making him jump.
"Okay! Smile!" Auriana grinned before faltering, "T-Talia...that's not a smile…"
"I'm doing my best." Talia gritted, glaring at the girl.
"I got this, ladies. Allow me."
Talia's eyes widened as he pulled her to face him, and Talia found herself close enough to kiss the idiot. Her face heated up and could feel her body tense in his grasp. His lips grazed over her cheek earning a squeal from both girls and she was certain she would be deaf before they left.
'Please smile, because this is seriously uncomfortable..' Mephisto pleaded, his voice echoing in her mind and making her shiver. She most certainly was not use to that yet.
Talia offered a sincere smile, giving Auriana the shot she and Iris both agreed upon. Somehow Auriana had managed to get more than one but Talia could care less if she got to leave.
Aunt Ellen entered the room to make her way to the upstairs with the flowers when she noticed their presence. "Talia, Milo? I'd thought you left.."
"We were being held hostage. But we'll be going now!" Talia smiled, letting her masquerading partner in crime out the house.
"Well, have a good time dear! Make sure you have your keys!" Aunt Ellen smiled, waving her off.
Talia smiled as the girls wished her luck and commented on how they found 'Milo' agreeable. Auriana made a comment on his butt and Talia slammed the door so fast it almost broke.
"Shall we, M'lady?" Mephisto grinned as they made their way down the block.
"Shall we what, Milo." Talia raised an eyebrow and smirked as he flushed.
"Haha how'd I do?"
"They actually liked you. And Auriana says your butt looks nice..."
"Really? That's so sweet! I hate this entire outfit but that's really nice to hear." Mephisto beamed, falling into step with the princess.
"It's weird seeing you dressed like that. What exactly are you going for anyways?" Talia questioned as they exited the neighborhood and began to pass by some shops.
"Well I was going for your typical Talia crush." Mephisto grinned, fixing his glasses on his nose, "What? Not pretentious enough?"
"I do not date pretentious guys, let alone like them." Talia huffed, looking aggravated.
"Okay, then boring guys then. Did you really only date one guy this entire time you've been here?" Mephisto laughed, earning a groan from the brunette.
"I'm going to kill Auriana…" she muttered, pulling her hat lower to hide the redness of her face.
"Don't girls like dating?"
"Not all of us."
"And you don't?" Mephisto paused, looking surprised.
"Not particularly. I don't..I have a mission to complete. I chose that over dating. I'm a realist." Talia frowned, giving him an annoyed glance.
"Maybe you're afraid of falling for someone." Mephisto shrugged, "You don't like to share."
"What does that mean?" Talia scowled, looking at him expectantly.
"It means I intend to wow you, Talia. You can't hide anything from me now." He tapped at his temple with a smirk.
"Don't go snooping around where you aren't welcomed." Talia turned abruptly before she kept walking.
"Oh, you more than invited me." Mephisto smirked, and the poor girl nearly stumbled.
"Where are we going?" She pouted, glaring at him.
"It's a surprise! It's gonna be awesome! You'll love it!" Mephisto beamed like a child and Talia raised a curious eyebrow. She could only imagine what Mephisto came up with.
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"Please tell me you're joking." Talia stared at the poster in disbelief, "Really, Mephisto? A magic show?!"
"Yeah, isn't it great!" Mephisto beamed, "I thought humans couldn't use magic!"
"They can't. This will just be an hour out some lunatic in a cheesy costume with glitter in his pockets." Talia frowned, rolling her eyes.
"Aw, come on, Talia! Don't be such a party pooper. This'll be awesome!" Mephisto grinned, fishing out their tickets and dragging her to the entrance. Talia sighed, allowing him to lead her past the main booth and into the seats.
"Mephisto! This is a bad idea!" Talia whispered, leaning towards him, "We should leave before-"
"Too late! Lights are dimming!" Mephisto grinned, shuffling to get comfortable in his childlike excitement.
Talia sighed once more, "Fine. But I'm right.."
The "magician" appeared on stage within a cloud of smoke after a large amount of hype was thrown around by his followers. Ridiculous costume. Check. Cheesy smile. Check. From his card tricks to his sawing of his partner, she found herself amused by his antics. Mephisto on the other hand, was down right confused.
"What is this mess? He just pulled that bird out of his hat. What's magical about it?"
"It wasn't there before. That's why." Talia shrugged, clapping along with the audience.
"Don't applaud that! It's complete amateur work." Mephisto grabbed at her hands, earning a shush from someone in the crowd. Talia was startled by the movement, biting her lips the warmth of his hands around hers. She looked to him with surprise and he quickly moved to sit properly, trying to ignore the way her eyes lit up in the moment.
"This is stupid."
"Its earth-magic." Talia smirked smugly, "They're not advanced like Ephedia."
"It's not even magic! It's a trick. Trust me, I know. It's my specialty." Mephisto huffed, crossing his arms.
"You dragged us here." Talia eyed him with a knowing smile.
"That was before I'd ever been to one. That's not levitation. He's barely off the ground and I can see the wires." Mephisto growled, pouting. Talia chuckled quietly, causing him to eye her suspiciously, "Why aren't you more worked up over this?"
"Auriana dragged me to one when we first arrived." Talia commented quietly.
"Weren't you mad? This is mockery!"
"I was at first. Illusions are something I've trained in since I was old enough to train. I was...disgusted. But things are different here-"
"You there!"
The two aliens froze as the spotlight hit them, causing them to shield their eyes.
"Hey! What gives!" Mephisto winced, shielding his face.
"Boy with the ridiculous hair! You have been selected for a once and a lifetime opportunity! Come, and I shall thrill you and the crowd with my depth-defying magic!" The magician threw up his arms and glitter flew from the man's sleeves, earning applause. Talia jumped as Mephisto's bold laughter echoed through the auditorium.
"Are you serious? Join you on stage?"
"Of course! Don't you wanna be wow'd by the Great Raphael Meloni?" The magician paused to pose for a picture.
"The only thing wow-ing me is how sad you look. You call that magic?" Mephisto crossed his arms, grinning.
"Mephisto!" Talia gaped, noting on the whispers and gasps coming from the crowd.
"Of course it's magic! I don't expect you to comprehend the dark arts-"
"You dare challenge me on the workings of dark magic?!" Mephisto sneered, "I wasn't going to embarrass you, as I'm trying to enjoy myself, but now I find it impossible without making a grown man cry."
"Mephisto! What are you doing-"
"Do you folks want to see some real magic?" Mephisto grinned, earning some cheers from the once robotic crowd.
"Oh shit, he called him out!" the teen behind Talia laughed, causing her to facepalm.
"Bringeth it on, child!" Rafael challenged.
"Of course! But I must bring along my lady! For together-"
"Wait, Mephisto, no!" Talia's eyes widened as he gestured to her.
"-we form the dynamic duo of the Dark Prince of Trickery and the Mistress of Illusions!"
The crowd cheered and Talia offered a nervous wave before sending Mephisto a dirty look. He held out a hand to her and she reluctantly took it, following as he led her to the stage.
"Pfft. What? You real magicians couldn't just poof up here?" Rafael smiled smugly, fondling his mustache as the audience laughed.
"Well we could have, but we didn't want to embarrass you!" Mephisto sassed, earning voices of amusement from the crowd at their rivalry.
"Please! As if you could best me? With those outfits?" Rafael grinned pompously, earning a round of 'Oh's' from the crowd.
"Excuse me?!" Talia glared, her anger bubbling.
"Nonono. He's right. We need to look a bit more...MAGICAL!"
Talia barely had time to react as her entire outfit and hair was transformed. The dark energy caressed her body and she felt dizzy with the familiarity of it all. She let out a gasp of surprise at the outfit he had chosen for her. The icy blue corset hugged around her bust and waist tightly and the jewels glittered in the stage lighting. She scowled at the bottom piece, which left little to the imagination and was just as sparkly and gaudy as the matching top. Countless pearls and silver chains dangled at her waist and met the large black sheer bow in the back. The trim was covered in silver and cascaded on layers to the floor. Her opera gloves were a silky frost and had large layers of black chiffon and pearls around the trim. She was thankful for the black fishnets, glad to have something covering her legs. The heels were strapped around her ankles and as she moved to look at the beautiful satin blues she felt the weight of her pin curled hair and the diamond shaped headdress that paraded an array of black chiffon. He certain had an eye for detail. She smirked, ready to comment on his high maintenance work, but her insults died in her blood red lips.
By Ephedia, that boy could wear a suit. Well, if one could call it such. He wore a while baggy sleeved shirt with a high collar embroidered with gold along the edges. His vest was a vibrant shade of green that stood out along the black stripes in a pattern before disappearing in those godforsaken leather pants. His boots were black and gold along the edges and toe, matching into his leather belt, a golden cobra with green eyes glaring at her above his pelvis. His shoulders were coated in sharp, cool metal, and a deep forest green cape hung from one shoulder. Leather gloves with green tips begged for attention and he bowed to the crowd, removing a black top hat with a green ribbon and raven feathers. His eyes flickered to her own and he winked at her as his violet bangs fell in his face.
"Let's play, Princess."
Talia tensed, licking her lips and letting out a shuddering sigh as the audience applauded the transformation. She knew this was wrong. She could get into a lot of trouble, but if he bent over one more time her sanity was going out the window. To be quite honest with herself, she wanted nothing more than to run her hands all over those stupid pants, but she was stuck playing pretend.
"Wand of Xeris!" Talia whispered, gripping the staff before tossing it into the air and twirling towards him, catching it. His arm wrapped around her waist as he summoned his staff, and together they held them towards the sky.
"Stella Opticalum!"
Their magic sparkled throughout the auditorium, creating false stars around the room. The audience was in awe as they glowed and Rafael gaped at the production, going as far as to touch them.
"Now for some real fun! You'll like this one, Mistress! Behold! The Great Serpent of the Veragon! Dragos matero erigo!" Mephisto chanted, his magic circle devouring the stage. A jade viper flew from the stage, earning cries of shock and fear from the crowd.
"Alas! Who can stop the mighty beast! But a fair maiden! And her companion!" Mephisto shouted enthusiastically, moving his wand around to make the creature move about the room, roaring and spouting false fires. Talia rolled her eyes. So he was challenging her, huh? Foolish little man.
"Your dragon is but hot air, sorceror. Behold! My spirit, The Bringer of Light to all the realms, Solaris the Great and Powerful!" Talia grinned, "Mortisium! Vocatora falco accendior!"
In a vibrant explosion of magic, a bright blue bird engraved with diamond war paint sprung from her magical circle, flying over the crowd and sprinkling the Earthlings in sparkling dust.
"You are no match for me, Mephisto! I shall defeat thou wretched beast!" Talia smirked, moving her staff in a rhythmic dance. Mephisto grinned darkly across the stage. The battle had begun.
Their spirits collided over them, spells being thrown left and right, creating dazzling lights and interactive magic for the audience. Flashes of teal and violet erupted as the creatures clashed and Talia found herself feeling more alive than ever before. She had barely even noticed her hair changing into its bright blue. She would admit he was giving her the run for her money. His dragon had topped her ghostly phoenix and was going in for the kill.
"What do you say now, Mistress? Give up?!" Mephisto bellowed, mustering his best evil laugh.
"No!"
"Don't give up!"
"You can do it!"
Talia's eyes widened as the crowd heated up, cheering her on to defeat the dark dragon. Of course, the heroes must win. But...what of the spirit before her. She knew what she must do, but did she really want to destroy it? Its skin was engraved just as hers and represented a culture she never heard of and never knew. It was beautiful and powerful, and the serpent seemed so familiar to her, she was beginning to fear it's destruction. She could feel a voice at the back of her head. It wasn't Mephisto's, she knew that for sure. She should have known better than to use a spell pertaining to spirits. Had she learned nothing? She caught his eye, and he seemed to hear it too. The voice continued, soft and endearing and before she knew it, her voice had left her.
"By the power of Ydinora! Dragos anora verona!"
The couple gaped as their magic began to fly about the room, their familiars dancing together and melding into a bright teal dragon before bursting into falling stars. The audience cheered and clapped at their performance, but Talia was astonished by the powerful magic. She'd never heard of anything like it. Mephisto seemed just as surprised, but covered it by beaming at her. He took her hand and turned to bow as the crowd took to its feet.
"Now that was some real magic!" Mephisto looked to her proudly.
Talia laughed, eyes dancing with joy as she watched the sparkling tendrils fade away, "Well, it is my people's specialty.
"THERE!" The pair jumped as Rafael burst from the auditorium doors with security, "They're the ones who ruined my show! Get them out! GET THEM OFF MY STAGE!"
"Uh oh!" Mephisto gulped.
"We should go! Now!" Talia's eyes widened as she recognized Jerome in the group. If the girls found out she'd be busted for sure. "Mephisto!"
He seemed to get the gist of it and he pulled her into him, throwing his cape over her as they disappeared in wisp of black and green.
"No! Don't just stand there! Find them!" Rafael yelled. The security guards sighed, heading to search the rest of the stage and theater as the patrons continued their standing ovation.
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Talia's eyes fluttered open as silence rang in her ears and cold prickled her skin. She sighed, her agitation returning once more.
"I can't believe we just did that."
"I know! It was amazing!" Mephisto grinned as he stood in front of her, and she realized they were still in costume. She groaned, pulling the head piece off her head and blowing her bangs out of her face as she leaned against the wall of the alley way.
"You were amazing. I've never seen magic like that!" Mephisto's smile softened, "I guess you could say you've impressed me."
Talia rolled her eyes, "I guess yours was pretty good too. But we are never doing that ever again!"
"Okay, okay. But you loved it." Mephisto chuckled, tipping his hat at her and winking.
Talia bit her lip at the accusation. He wasn't wrong. Its felt so good to use magic so freely. She always told the girls not to play with their magic, but it had been so much fun to cut lose and use her powers. It felt like home.
"Thank you, Mephisto."
His eyes widened as she genuinely smiled up at him and the tip of his ears turned pink with embarrassment.
"Are you okay?" Talia's eyebrows furrowed with concern, "Wait. Are you blushing?"
"No! It's just warm today!" Mephisto gulped, tearing his eyes away from her. He hadn't gotten a good look at her on stage; the magic he used took a lot of concentration and will. Be was glad for the distraction otherwise he would've bombed the whole show. She was undeniably gorgeous. Her eyes glowed with happiness and her flushed cheeks added a rosy tint to her dark skin. The soft curls of pale cyan rolled over her bare shoulders like the falls of Zaterra and her ruby lips curled into an adorable smile that made her seem all the more kissable. He cursed his pale skin, for even the night could not hide the way his face lit up at her beauty. It simply wasn't fair. He ruined himself. Why had he picked such a perfect outfit? His fingers ached to feel the fishnet across her thighs and to taste the supple mounds of her breast that teased him from behind her corset. He licked his lips slowly, and peered in her direction as she rubbed her gloved hands together for warmth.
"It's freezing tonight. Would be nice to have my jeans back. Where did you even come up with this thing?" Talia questioned, huffing into her hands.
"It looks perfect on you." He whispered, stepping closer.
"You certainly have an eye for being over the top 'Milo'." Talia smirked, tensing as he hovered over her, his gloved thumb caressing her bottom lip. Her eyes widened and she murmured his name, catching his attention. He sent her a conflicted gaze, his fingers brushing through the cool blue strands that constantly reminded him of their oppositions. She looked wide eyed at the color, clearly embarrassed by using her magic too freely.
"I can fix it. You should fix yours too." Talia blushed, preparing to change it. He grabbed at her hand quickly, making her jump.
"You really let yourself go, hm, Talia?"
"You distracted me."
"With my magic or with my butt in these awesome pants?" Mephisto smirked, and she felt like she was on fire.
"W-wha-?!"
"I can still hear you, y'know," He grinned, his hands finding her waist and pressing her back into the cool bricks, "you have so many naughty thoughts running through there."
"Says the dork who dressed me as his personal showgirl." Talia scoffed, glaring up at him.
"I'm sorry, wasn't it you with the bondage kink?" Mephisto chuckled, nuzzling her neck. Her scent was invigorating.
"I- you..It's not a kink! I was teaching you a les-ah!-lesson!" Talia whimpered as his fangs grazed her skin.
"Hm. I don't think I caught it. Wanna teach me again?"
"M-Mephisto…"
"On second thought, why don't I have a little fun instead?" He grinned against her skin and she swallowed hard as it sent her skin into a prickled frenzy. Her hands clenched at his sleeves as he kissed at her neck, his tongue teasing and swiping over all the right places. His breath was hot against her skin and a soft moan left her lips, making him hiss in approval. His lips left her and he eyed her with a lustful gaze before pressing his lips against her own. She met him hungrily, despite his gentleness and she knew her actions had betrayed her words or mouth, but her mouth was busy and she let him explore her cavern with little regret. Everything about him made her feel hot. His body pressed against hers, his honest compliments, the way his eyes could see right through her.
Good lord, those eyes. She wanted to stare into them forever but she was much too easily embarrassed for that. She thumbed at his jaw before freeing his hair from his decorative top hat. He swallowed her gasp as her back pressed into the hard wall, his hands hooking under her legs to bring himself closer to her. Her mind buzzed as his voice echoed in her head, sensual pleads and desperate vocalized moans meeting in an insatiable melody. She cursed as his hips moved against her own, thriving under his attention. She choked out his name, her hand flew to his shoulder, making him tense. He slowly pulled away from her, a look of guilt passing over his features.
"Mephisto..what's the matter?" Talia frowned, reaching for him. He took a step back.
"S-sorry. We should stop." He cleared his throat, wiping away at the smeared red lipstick that marked his lips.
"I don't understand. Did I upset you? Do you not..am I not-"
"No, no. You're great! It's just...you said you wanted to try a regular date. Without all that. I messed up and lost control…" He sighed, rubbing at the back of his neck.
"It's okay, Mephisto…"
"No, it's not. I don't want you to think that this is all I want from you. I don't know what I want, but I want to prove to you that I like you. Like, for realsies." Mephisto argued, looking to her with an exasperated look.
"For realsies?" Talia smirked, raising an eyebrow.
"It's a word!" Mephisto pouted, his hands flying to his hips.
"Right. Mephisto, I know what I want. You...you already know what I feel." Talia's face softened and she stared down at her shoes with a heavy blush.
"I do?" Mephisto's eyes widened, unsure of where she was going with this, "You're not gonna start singing like those old movies, are you?"
Talia have him a blank stare, "Of course not. I can't help from feeling strongly for you. I didn't originally, not until I slipped up. I don't know how but for some reason I just let you in. And now I can't stop. I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense, but I really, really like you. I feel...Are you crying?!"
Talia gaped as Mephisto sniffed, grinning stupidly at her.
"N-no! That was just really nice."
"Unbelievable."
"I'm touched, Talia. You love me!"
"Whoa, wait a minute. Didn't say that." Talia frowned, crossing her arms.
"No need to hide it. I understand. You're not ready to confess it." Mephisto grinned, flipping his bangs, "I'm an intimidating specimen."
"You're definitely something." Talia chuckled, slipping his hat onto her head.
"You dig it." He winked at her and she couldn't help but smile.
"You're no better." She shrugged, leaning casually against the wall.
"I'm the greatest." Mephisto grinned, puffing out his chest.
"Come here, 'the greatest.'" Talia grinned, pulling him to her by his vest. He let out a small squeak of surprise, turning a bright cherry at her abrasive change in attitude, "What?"
"N-nothing." He pinked, licking his lips.
"Sorry if I scared you." Talia smirked, her hands sliding down to his waist and back to his bottom, earning a gasp as she gave it a squeeze.
"T-Talia!?"
"Hmm?"
"I w-was gonna say t-that I think I like you too."
"Do you?" She smiled, allowing her hands to rake across the leather in a stimulating pattern. He nodded, biting his lip to hold in a moan. She loved the sound of it. She pulled him closer, sighing as she felt his hardness straining against the fabric and rolling over her sweet spot. The friction was wonderful and watching him struggle to control his desires made it all the more satisfying. His hand flew to the wall for support as she ground her hips against him, his eyes falling shut in concentration. Her lips sucked at the pale flesh along his neck, leaving trails of rouge and an echoing of heavy pants.
"Fu..Talia…"
"Hm?"
"W-wait..."
"Again?" Talia whispered, nuzzling his neck.
"I want to..to prove how much I l-like you…"
"Mephisto?"
Talia pulled away to look at him and was surprised to see a determined expression upon his face as he slipped off a glove. She was beginning to believe he enjoyed interrupting her enjoyments. He offered a mischievous smile before crouching in front of her.
"Meph-wait, what are you doing?" Talia's eyes widened as he thumbed at her inner thighs, and she frowned as he offered a mere shrug. Talia pouted, glaring down at him and he laughed softly, a tinge of red on his cheeks.
"Stop making cute faces at me, I'm busy." He tried to feign annoyance, but she crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.
"You could at least tell me what you're planning on."
"Can't. My mouth is gonna be busy too."
Talia stiffened, paling as he pushed her briefs to the side. She bit at her knuckles as his hot breath made contact with her skin. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and she jerked as he tore through her stockings to part her lips with his fingers. He mumbled about her flowing so rapidly, and she covered her face both from self-consciousness and to lower her urge to tackle him in the alley way like some kind of maniac. His fingers danced in her silk and she had to grip the wall as he teased her. She could feel his eyes on her, seemingly thrilled at how quickly she began her descent into ecstasy. She echoed her approval as he added another digit, pumping vigorously into her. Her mouth went dry and her hips began to thrust against him, her urge to come out-weighing her timid nature. Every stroke left her on the edge and the fear of him stopping made her cherish the rippling waves of pleasure.
She could hear him calling out to her in her subconscious, demanding her attention. Her eyes fluttered open to catch his glowing emeralds, staring up at her and darkened by his ravenous need to please her. His eyes locked with hers as he stood, careful not to interrupt his handy work. She seemed more overwhelmed than anything, and his lip twitched with frustration. He could care less about himself, he wanted her to enjoy it.
His arm snaked around her, his free hand groping at her breast and tugging at hardening nipple. She let out a whimper, and he smirked as his thumb massaged her clit. His poor princess was beginning to fall apart on him. He caught her earlobe in his teeth, nipping at it playfully as her moans and pants grew in volume, egging him on.
"Fuck...Mephisto…"
"That's not very ladylike to say, princess."
"I think we're a little p-passed that!" she murmured, letting out a sultry moan as he bit into her shoulder.
"Hmm. But aren't princesses suppose to be proper and presentable at all times?" Mephisto grinned against the bruising skin of her collar bone.
"M-Meph-...there's a t-time and a place-"
"Sorry, princess. I can't hear you over the sound of your bad attitude. Perhaps you should try being a bit nicer to me." Mephisto chuckled into her ear and she trembled as the sound of his voice took on effect.
"Where's the fun in that?" Talia smirked, licking her lips before trying to catch her breath.
She should have known he was up to no good by the tone of his voice. She could practically feel his darkness crawling across her skin. Oh, dear lord, she had opened a box she wasn't ready for. She let out a scream as he released her, taking her by the legs and driving his tongue deep into her center. Her hands tangle in his hair as he devoured her, her legs hooking at his back for balance.
"Fuck! Mephisto! T-take it eas-Ah! Shit.." She groaned as his throaty chuckle sent vibrations through her core. She almost felt guilty at how tightly she grasped at the soft violet tufts of hair but the way he caresses her thighs turned it into a guilty pleasure.
"Oh my god, yes, fuck, a little deeper baby…"
His tongue lashed out her clit, sucking at the swollen nub as she trembled against him. She could hardly focus, between his fangs grazing her lips and the flirtatious, dirty taunts penetrating her mind; her self-control was easily playing into Mephisto's hands. If only he weren't so good. She had never wanted to come so bad in her life.
"Dammit…" She hissed, pushing her bangs from sticking to her forehead and knocking the hat to the ground.
'Does it feel good, Talia?' His voice was like hot honey, pouring over her senses as it ring clear through her mind.
"Y-yes!"
'I like seeing you this way. Unhinged, out of control. I wonder how long you can last. I could do this forever, tasting every delicious inch of you. How's this feel, princess?'
She gasped as his tongue swirled over her clit in rapid circles before his lips closed around it, sucking hungrily at the pulsating bit.
'That's not an answer. I want you to tell me how good I make you feel.'
A throaty moan erupted from her lips as his tongue dipped between her folds, sucking and pulling at her until releasing her and licking his lips.
"Fuck, do that again. That feels amazing."
'Tell me what you like, Talia.'
"Mm.."
'Now you want to be shy?' He chuckled at her, biting at her thighs and leaving his mark along any unbruised spot, 'C'mon, princess, show me how much you want this. Tell me how much you like it when I taste your pussy.'
"M-Mephisto-"
His fingers exposed her, and as his tongue danced along her lips, her pants grew into pleading. Her back arched against the chilling bricks and she winced as her hair stuck to the hardened surface. God, she wanted him in her so badly. Her mind wandered to the feel of his swollen cock between her legs when she cornered him in the dressing room, and her hips began to move against his lips as her nails raked across his scalp. He gasped at the sensation, purring softly as her sensual thoughts played in his head. A rumbling growl of newfound desire was building within the dark prince and he was more than eager to please.
"Klaznick, Mephisto, please, give me something! I need you inside me!" Talia whimpered, her voice rasped as he left her breathless with the playful strokes he made along her slit. He raised an arrogant brow, dragging his tongue over his fingers, lapping at her juices. She let out an aggravated string of alien curses, and his eyes widened in surprise.
''You know, now I've got to punish you for such a foul response. After I've put in so much tender love and care-'
"Mephisto, I swear, by the queen's crown, if I don't feel that stupid tongue of yours inside me in the next millisecond I'll shove it in myself." Talia growled, glaring down at him.
'Hmm…' He smiled knowingly against her inner thigh, planting a gentle kiss against her skin, 'Please do, any time, Talia. That'd be hot as hell. However, tonight is my treat. Hold on tight, pretty bird.'
His name rang clear through the darkness as he fed his gluttonous hunger, shoving his tongue into her and lashing out at the pinkened flesh.
"Dearest Xeris, yes! Oh god, yes!" she moaned, rocking along to the frantic pace he has set. Her body burned and she could feel his hold on her mind struggling not to falter as she imagined his body slick with sweat, hovering over her as he thrusted his hardened dick into her drenched pussy. She bit her lip in weak satisfaction knowing she had gotten to him. His grip on her legs tightened as he struggled to ignore the wonderfully provocative scenarios she shared. He wanted to make her stop, but even he couldn't deny he was getting more aroused by them. He could live with the mind games.
"F-faster! Oh god, fuck me faster!" She moaned, her toes curling as his fingers massaged her throbbing sex. Her vision was clouding and her blood felt electrified by the tortuous friction between them.
'You taste so good, Talia. You're getting really tight, too. I can't wait for you to come. I'm gonna wipe you clean.'
"Do it! Make me come, Mephisto!" She sobbed, groping at her breast as she struggled to ease the pressure building between her legs. She knew she was coming to her end, but she wanted to ride him all night if she could.
''Mm. Ask me for nicely, Your Majesty. Then I'll obey your every command.' He husked, and she could feel herself falling hard. It was like hot gravel and she was absolutely in love with the sound of his voice.
"P-please, Mephisto. I want...I need you to make me come." She choked out, her throat dry from her sensual song. He blushed as her voice echoed in his ears and caressed his mind.
'Yes, Your Highness.'
Her heart skipped a beat. She could hardly register if she was upright, let alone conjure any vivid imagery to please him. Her body jolted as her orgasm came crashing down like a rogue wave, eliciting a scream of pleasure to rip from her throat. Her skin tingled and she had to blink away the spots she was seeing until her world came back into focus. Her pants were racked with exhaustion and she shivered as she watched Mephisto's tongue trace over the creamy droplets that rolled down her shaking legs. Her lips parted in a mystified state as she watched him take in every drop until he was satisfied with his clean up. She swallowed hard as he stood, leaning over and pulling her legs around his waist. His breath was hot against her lips and her eyes followed that sinful tongue as it swiped over his bottom lip.
"Princess Talia.."
He tensed suddenly, pulling her close and making sure to cover her.
"Whoa. Uh…"
Talia's eyes widened as she recognized the voice. Mephisto eyed the man, standing wide eyed at the unusually dressed couple, out the corner of his eye. He looked familiar, but Mephisto couldn't put his finger on it. The blue eyed teen cleared his throat before shaking his head and walking over to an old silver trashcan and dropping a large bag inside. Placing the lid over the top, he let out a sigh and ran his fingers throat his deep honey locks.
"Ahem. Don't forget your hat." He muttered, walking by Mephisto's discarded hat that had fallen off of Talia's head. "Also, try not to make so much noise next time. Walls are only so thin." He smiled with amusement before going inside. Talia blushed, covering her face and Mephisto chuckled lightly.
"We should probably be getting you home." Mephisto smirked, picking up his hat and dusting it off.
"Y-yeah...but, um, we should probably change first too. Especially now that mine is..."
"As you wish, Your Highness." He winked at her, taking her hand and kissing it softly. Talia blushed heavily. He was definitely something.
Something special.
"What was that about?"
Zack Brady smiled as he made his was from the kitchen to the empty lounge of the Red Cup Coffee Lounge. The young woman in front of him stirred her latte, seemingly amused at the way the whipped cream melted so quickly.
"Nothing really; just two circus performers getting handsy outback." He shrugged, wiping at the counter and chuckling to himself.
"Ew. You earthling are always so...ridiculous with affection." The redhead rolled her eyes, sucking the raspberry syrup off of her spoon.
"You like it when I get handsy." Zack smirked, leaning over the counter.
"Says who?"
"Screams you." Zack grinned as stormy eyes widened. A tinge of pink dusted the dark sorceress' cheeks.
"That isn't the point, coffee boy."
"C'mon, Prax, you love it. You can't fool me anymore, no matter how much you scowl at me." Zack laughed, amused by his favorite angry alien.
"Shut up and feed me, you fool," Praxina huffed, "or else you'll end up back outside with clown one and clown two."
Zack laughed, making his way around the counter with a plate of the day's leftovers and planting a playful kiss on the top of her head. She pouted, but her glare had melted and her lip was slowly inching towards a smile.
She was glad she had taken the chance of an empty cave to visit him. It was always worth it
Iris sat quietly as she paused in thought from writing in her diary. She ruffled Amaru's fur as he slept beside her. With a tired sigh, she looked to Auriana, who was pacing the room.
"You do realize walking a hole into my floor isn't going to make her come home sooner?" Iris smirked as Auriana glared at her.
"I know, but Talia is, like, never out this late!" Auriana pouted, obviously worried about her friend. Talia rarely stayed out late on her own, let alone go on a date. Now she was doing both at the same time? What was going on?!
"We should call her!"
"Auriana, leave them alone."
"I know, I know. It's just, weird. What if the twins attack her?" Auriana frowned, walking over to the window.
"I understand that. I'm worried too, but Talia knows how to reach us and she's powerful enough to be on her own against an enemy until we find her. Besides, she-"
Iris cringed as Auriana let out a high pitched squeal. Amaru jolted awake, prepared to fight before realizing it was just Auriana freaking out over something outside.
"Iris! There they are! I bet he's gonna kiss her good night! How romantic!" Auriana giggled, peering from behind the curtains.
"Auriana, don't spy on them!"
"She's laughing at something! They're holding hands! And he's holding her close!"
"Lemme see!" Iris grinned, joining her nosey friend to be a nosey friend..
They giggled as they watched the couple say good night, and sighed like the hopeless romantics they are as Milo pushed Talia's hair behind her ear.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! He's leaning in!" Auriana squealed, grabbing into Iris as they tried to get a closer look. They both let out excited screams as Milo pulled Talia into a kiss, and gasped as Talia wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen it. The two girls gaped at each other before erupting into giggles and running downstairs in time to catch Talia closing the door.
Talia jumped and slammed into the door, yelping as they grinned at her knowingly.
"You're home late." Iris smirked, raising an eyebrow.
Talia blushed, going wide eyed, "Oh? I didn't notice."
Auriana grinned, "That's called love."
Talia rolled her eyes playfully at the Voltan, who lit up when she didn't deny her feelings for the boy. Auriana and Iris gasped excitedly.
"Don't you dare." Talia frowned, pointing between them warningly. Their smiles only grew.
"Auriana. Iris. Please."
The two princesses smiled slyly at each other.
"Girls-"
"TALIA AND MILO SITTING IN A TREE. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
Talia groaned, leaning against the door as her friends began their onslaught of teasing jokes. Iris wanted to know more about him and Auriana was all about the kiss and talking about her feelings. Talia sighed, expressing exhaustion, because honestly, "Milo" had worn her out for the night.
"Okay, okay, one question. Then I'm going to bed." Talia relented, earning a cheer from her green eyes bestie.
"Wow, actually answering? Must've been a good date!" Auriana teased, earning a blush from the Xerin royal.
"Was he a good kisser?" Iris grinned mischievously, sitting on the couch.
"Did he use tongue?!" Auriana followed enthusiastically, earning a giggle from the blonde.
Talia blushed heavily at both questions for very different reasons. She clutched her purse close, "Y-yes and...hell yes."
She immediately ran up stairs as the living room erupted into celebratory cheers. 'They are so embarrassing!' Talia grinned, slowing as got up the stairs. She was ready for a good night's rest, hardly bothering to clean up or do anything more than take off her shoes and accessories.
It had been one hell of a day.
I'm screaming. Its done. Its been 84 years...
R&R!
- KT