Wow, so I'm a big fat liar. Enjoy the sin kiddos!

What a week it had been. Not only had they gotten their butts kicked twice by the princesses, they'd lost the Zenavion spell book to them as well. Gramorr was beyond furious with them and his dark magic had nearly eradicated their home in the earthquake he had caused. It took days to clear the place of debris and boulders. Mephisto was exhausted, and his team was no different. It was already the weekend and they were way too worn out to come up with a plan. Not only that, but Gramorr hadn't even bothered to contact them. Talk about a grudge holder. The man was honestly a thorn in their side. Sadly, they'd taken an oath to serve him, and he was really not in the mood for death. Besides, he had plans.

It'd been a good handful of weeks since he had sent his princess into a screaming fit of passion against the cold stone wall of an alley way. Nearly three weeks had passed and so far he had only been able to see her during battle. Concerts and training was getting in the way of his Tali-Time and he was not a happy camper. It left him stuck in the cave bored out of his mind. His only solace was being able to see her during his watch.

She was as stunning as ever. He'd chuckle when she made an amusing face and sigh when she laughed or smiled. Watching her rehearse for a concert was jaw dropping and it left him starved for more. The hardest part was watching her hang out with the other princesses. He wanted to do that. He wanted to go to the movies and have picnics in parks. He wanted to give her hugs and make her laugh. It wasn't fair. If only he were...good.

His stomach knotted up and he grimaced. Now he was making his own self sick. He wasn't fond of Gramorr or being a minion, but he did enjoy the raw dark power and chaos that came with it. That was bred deep within him. Dark crystal magic ran through his Zaterran blood as it did in Lev and Praxina. It was a part of whole they were. Talia didn't know that. She never asked. Maybe she was afraid to or maybe she already knew. Either way, she had accepted him. That's what mattered. Or at least he hoped. He didn't understand why she made his stomach flutter, but he knew she always seemed to work up his nerves. He wished it would stop, but the sickening feeling always found its way back. Probably because he missed his blue haired beauty.

He let out a deep sigh, 'Not that she'd miss me anyways…'

'Well, it's hard to miss you when I can hear you constantly.'

Mephisto jerked forward from his lounging position to look around the cave. He was certain he had just heard Talia's voice, 'What the everloving zorbax?'

'Are you always this articulate?' Talia's voice hums through his mind and he relaxes, eyes widening. Since when could they do this?

'T-Talia...how are you...how are we..?'

'I'm not sure. I couldn't hear anything at first but then suddenly I just felt something. Then I heard you…' Hervoice was laced with uncertainty. It was light and distant, and he figured it was due to him being so far away. He was outside the city after all. Regardless, he was just happy to hear her voice.

'This is new. Not in a bad way, I mean. D-did you want something?' Why was he acting so nervous. He had already performed oral on this woman so it's not like he had any reason to be shy. It was just Talia.

'I...I suppose I just wanted to talk to you. Are you doing anything later?' Now she sounded flustered. He could practically feel her discomfort. He felt a pang of guilt hit him. She'd been the one issuing the invites. Being social was not her forte and despite that, she sought him out every time. Shouldn't be be the one asking her that question?

'Nothing really. Gramorr kind of wrecked the place but clean up is pretty much done. There's not much to do here.' He groaned as he noted himself twiddling his thumbs. 'What the hell?'

'What?'

''Oh! Sorry, Talia, not you. I was talking to myself. Um, do...do you maybe wanna possibly if you can sorta hang out today? Like, meet up with someone. And by someone me? I mean, if you're not busy with hero stuff or dance stuff or whatever.'

A pause came from the Xerin and he felt his face grow hot.

'Another date?' Talia questioned, and Mephisto reddened at the question. This was getting awkward and fast.

'Y-yeah. We don't have to use magic or anything. We can just maybe grab food and chill or something.' Mephisto cringed at his reply. If anyone needed to chill it was his giddy ass. It was just Talia. No need to get fussy.

'Meet me at the park in 20?' Talia softened, and he grinned in response.

'It's a date. Until then, princess.'

A light and airy giggle caressed his mind, 'Until then, Mephisto. Be sure to tell Milo he's welcomed too.'

He chuckled to himself as her presence left his thoughts. He looked around the cave and noticed that Praxina was nowhere to be found while Lev napped by the twins, who were deeply enthralled in some earth technology they had stolen.

"I'm heading out for some air. Be back in a bit." Meph mumbled, standing. "Also, please draw on Lev's face."

"I heard that!" The blue eyed thief frowned, opening one eye. Mephisto grinned, running out of the cave and taking flight as Lev rolled his eyes knowingly. Praxina was right, Mephisto does get attached easily, whether he knew it or not.

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Waiting patiently was not Mephisto's strong suit. He sighed as he waited by the park gate, hoping to catch the sight of the brunette he was destined to meet. He growled as his pacing began to grow more irate. He cleared his throat, pulling at his collar to ease his agitation He just wanted to see her already! He even dressed up for her again! He opted for a more Mephisto-esque choice in clothing this time, feeling much more comfortable with this black collared dress shirt; the pattern of the galaxy printed in an array of soft violets and blues across the torso. He figured she'd get a real kick out of it. His jeans were fitted and an inky onyx and his sneakers felt much more agreeable than the dress shoes he'd worn on the last date. He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose before running his hands through his ruby locks.

'Where on earth is she?' He pondered, scowling before crossing his arms.

"Behind you."

Mephisto nearly screamed as he jumped away from her, flailing awkwardly as Talia stood behind him, a book bag hanging on her back. He blushed as her curious, bright eyes peered up at him.

"What?"

"N-nothing. You, um, you look really cute today." Mephisto mumbled, scratching at the back of his head nervously.

Talia's eyes widened before she colored herself, "Oh, you really think so? I wasn't sure what to wear but I sure as hell wasn't going to ask the others for help again."

Mephisto smiled down at her. She really was adorable. And hot. Hotter than she should legally be allowed to be. Her half top was fitted and the bust area was cut into a diamond shape. Typical Xerin. He noted that it had a high collar and huffed at its censorship. He couldn't complain too much though. Her blue jean shorts left her midriff bare and by the Queen the girl was fit. Her wide, shapely hips filled it perfectly and it hugged her curves just the way he liked. Long, smooth caramel legs were free of her skinny jeans and tights, bare to the world until disappearing into her deep crimson sneakers. Around her waist was a worn red, grey, and black flannel shirt. He wondered if it was hers, as it wasn't a color he was used to seeing on the royal. She turned to enter the park, and he noted the subtle black and red bow holding her high ponytail. Absolutely adorable. He followed her eagerly, jogging up to her and falling into sync with her steps.

"It's nice out. Glad to not be spending it in the cave." Mephisto grinned down at her and she offered a kind smile.

"I bet. Iris and Auriana complained that I wasn't giving them time to relax so I gave every one some time off. I think I could use the distraction myself." Talia hummed thoughtfully, and his brows furrowed.

"So I'm just a distraction to you then?"

"That's not what I meant and you know it." Talia looked to him with an unamused raise of her brow.

"Glad to be of service, Your Majesty." Mephisto stuck out his tongue at her and a smirk found its way to her lips.

"Careful, Mephisto, you might catch a fly."

"Or a princess." He smirked, and Talia bit her lip, blushing at his statement, "Where are we going anyways?"

"There's a spot Iris offered up, just around this corner. Free from prying eyes." Talia cleared her throat, pushing her loose bangs from her face.

"Oh, hidden is it? Why? Are you finally going to kill me?" He laughed, following her over to a large willow.

She parted the long, cascading curtain of greenery that draped into the grass, eying him over her shoulder, "Come over here and find out."

"Oh dear lord…" He muttered under his breath as she disappeared from sight. He felt that to his core, and then some. How the hell did she do that? Shaking his head, he followed her and found her pulling a picnic blanket from her bag. He watched as she smoothed it out over the grass, careful and attentive. He could probably watch her all day and not get tired.

She took a seat on the blanket, before looking up at him with a half-lidded smile, "Care to join me?"

He gulped, nodding and moving to take his seat. He began to twiddle his thumbs again, and he glared at the two traitorous digits in response.

"Mephisto?"

"Hmm?" He tensed as her hand covered his.

"Are you nervous?"

"Me?! Haha, nervous? Around you?! Pfft. Princess please, I'm...I'm…"

Talia rolled her eyes and offered a reassuring smile, "Just relax. That's what we're here to do. I need to go out and enjoy myself and you need to relax. You've had a rough week."

"Oh. I have, haven't I." Mephisto agreed, smiling shyly. What the hell was wrong with him? Where are his puns; his suave and adventurous flirtations? Why was he so scared of her?!

"Mephisto?"

"Hmm?" He blinked a couple times before giving her a confused frown.

"You might want to be a bit better at keeping your thoughts to yourself." Talia giggled, tapping at her head. Mephisto groaned as he realized he had forgotten about their mental connection.

"So...you know I'm kind of freaking out here?" He shrugged, avoiding her eyes.

"Oh yeah."

"Giddy." He scowled, deadpanned. Talia let out a soft laugh and he turned from her, his ears and cheeks pinking. His body stiffened as he felt the warmth of her body against his back. Her lips pressed at his temple before falling into a sweet smile.

"Bogan."

Mephisto swore he was redder than her shoes at that point. He was not cute! He is evil, and bad, and the night!

"Stop that! I'm not 'bogan'! I'm an evil, monstrous, killing machine of vengeance!" He grumbled, hissing as her laugh rang in his ear.

"Oh really?"

"Yes! Ephedia trembles in fear at the power of the Great Mephisto!" He puffed out his chest, his fist on his hips as he smirked smugly.

"And the Great Mephisto quivers before me." Talia grinned, leaning towards him.

"I do not quiver." He glared, pouting slightly.

"Oh, how about 'trembles' then. Begs for mercy. Surrenders."

"Never!"

"Never? Are you sure about that?" Talia smirked knowingly.

"Of course I am! I'm smart, handsome, and powerful! I'm a triple threat! Face it, princess, I'm a force of nature! The King Cobra! A vicious viper ready to strike! Not even you can handle me, as I've proven time and time again." Mephisto grinned, obviously proud of himself.

"Is that a challenge?" Talia raised an eyebrow, and Mephisto paused in his gloating.

"It's fact."

"Facts can change."

"Not this one."

"We'll see about that." Talia smirked, her thumb caressing his chin before pulling him into a steamy kiss. He froze up, surprised by her straightforward actions, but they were completely welcomed. He moaned as her lips grazed over his and her teeth dragged along teasingly, nipping at his bottom lip. Her tongue found its way to his own and he did, indeed, tremble as the tip of it massaged the fork of his own. God, he missed her. Klaznick, that's what it was. He had missed her terribly and was yearning for the chance to have her in his arms again. And by the feel of her straddling his waist, she had missed him too. He sighed into her, his tongue in a rapid tango with the young warrior. His hands thumbed at her waist before caressing her backside. Damn, it felt good. She whimpered at his touch, her fingers tugging at his hair as she moved her hips over him. He growled it response, nipping at her lips and sucking at the bruising flesh as he reclined into the blanket, enjoying the feeling of her pressed against him.

"Damn, Tali…" He groaned as she escaped him, her lips moving along his neck before nibbling at his earlobe. He grunted as he clenched at the fabric of her shorts and rolled his hips against her.

Talia chuckled, staring down at him with a heated gaze, "You're excited."

"You started it."

"Oh, I know."

Mephisto feigned surprise with a dramatic gasp, "You fiend!"

"Oh, the worst. And for my next trick-" Talia raised her hand, summoning her magic circle, "Volbarium!"

His eyes widened as her magic surrounded them, traveling up the tree and down it's thick train until fading into the grass.

"What was that?"

"A silencing spell."

"Oh my gosh, you really are here to kill me!" Mephisto grinned, earning a giggle from the brunette above him.

"Oh, certainly." Mephisto let out a squeak as she pinned him down, "Now no one can hear you scream." Talia winked at him and he flushed under her, not used to Talia being flirtatious, let alone aggressive.

"I like where this is going but, why? You're usually so...not like this." Mephisto raised a thick brow at her and she seemed to lose her nerve for a moment.

"I...I just thought you could use a little relief. Last time you did all the work and we totally kicked your ass twice in a row, honestly, you guys lose a lot." Talia teased, grinning down at him.

"Heeeey!"

"Sooo, I thought, maybe you'd like it if I pleasured you this time. If that's okay?" Her voice was small and laced with uncertainty. His frown faded and he pulled her down into a kiss, encouraged by the startled yelp she made. She stated down at him wide eyed once he released her before blushing and pushing away her bangs with a shy smile.

"Sorry, I just…I'm not really use to people caring about me. Let alone asking me what I think or want. I'm knew to what you people call decency." Mephisto shrugged, his eyes tracing the hem of her shirt.

"Haha very funny." Talia rolled her eyes, crossing her arms.

"I'm hilarious. By all means, Princess, do as you wish. Believe me, I won't stop you. Just remember, this snake has fangs." Mephisto winked at her and she smirked, flicking his glasses back into place.

"I'm well aware. But I'll be a little lower than that today." He gulped as her finger dragged along his chest until stopping at the tent in his pants.

"...Talia…"

"Hm?"

"I think I'm gonna go ahead and take back the whole 'doesn't beg for mercy' bit ahead of time." Mephisto licked his lips as she began to unbutton his shirt.

"That would be a logical choice."

"Y-yeah.." His voice faded; he was too distracted by her hands as they finished the last button on his shirt and her lips met his skin. He balled up his fists as her teeth grazed over his abdomen, her tongue and like tracing over every scar and curve of his abs in a torturous trail. As she worked, her fingers unbuttoned his jeans and he blushed as she shrugged them downward. Holy shit, she was serious. What it...what if she didn't find him adequate. What if…

"Mephisto, I'm trying to concentrate and you panicking is distracting me." Talia warned, earning a sheepish apology from the Ephedian. Talia sighed, "If it's any comfort, I'm not very experienced myself. So, bare with me?"

"Of course, d-don't mind me..." He whispered, relaxing a bit. Talia gave him a reassuring half smile before peeling back his garments and freeing the hardened member that was straining against his jeans moments ago. His eyes fluttered shut at being freed and Talia's eyes widened with surprises.

"Damn."

"W-what?"

"Not...Noth-nothing. Just. Wow. I'm impressed." Talia bit her lip anxiously.

"Really? Oh thank the melzors." Mephisto sighed, thankful that he had at least lucked out in this department.

Talia tilted her head before letting out a shuddering breath, quickly becoming amused as his cock twitched from the breeze. It was much more intimidating than she thought it'd be. Her anatomy books made it seem much smaller. It was like being promised a garden snake and getting handed a boa constrictor for Ephedia's sake! With a nod to herself, she decided the only way to ensure her studies were a success, she had to take the test. Her fingers wrapped around him gently, and she moved her thumbs in slow circles, earning a soft hum. She gripped with a little more pressure, slowly moving her hands up and down his shaft. A groan escaped his lips and she licked her lips as she fastened her pace. Mephisto whimpered under her touch, releasing a moan when she rolled her thumb over the head, threading the precum.

"Oh klaznick, that feel good." He sighed blissfully, licking his lips with arousal.

"Enjoying yourself, hm?" Talia purred, pumping up and down his pulsating shaft.

"God, yes. Don't stop."

"Oh, don't worry. I'm just warming up." Talia sent him a sultry smile and he swallowed hard before biting his lip with anticipation. He bucked his hips as she ran her index finger along the base, desperate for more friction. Talia herself could feel herself getting hot, and her brows furrowed as the tingling sensation built between her legs. He growled as she built up speed and he arched his back as shockwaves of pleasure burned through his body.

"Fuck, Talia, h-harder!" He hissed, gritting his teeth.

Talia blushed, but did as she was told. He moaned loudly as the palm of her other hand massaged his head, smearing his glaze along the base. The blanket was crumpled in his fists as he panted, gasps echoing loudly as she teased him. She repositioned herself, kissing at his abs and licking over every curve. Her name spilled from his lips and she grinned as he struggled beneath her. The poor boy had no idea what he was getting into. Her lips curled into a smirk before she swirled her tongue over his head. His eyes shot open immediately and he sat up, pleasantly surprised.

"Surprise." Talia's smirk grew and he gave her a lopsided grin as he reclined a bit, but just enough to where he could watch her work. She dragged her tongue along his cock, before sucking at his head and he jerked his hips towards her as he moaned her name. Damn, that was hot. Talia blushed at the acknowledgement. Hearing Mephisto's moans was more than satisfying and she wanted him to enjoy it as much as possible. Her free hand took to fondling his sack while the other gripped his hardened length, pumping in sync with her mouth as it wrapped around his tip. She took more of him in and her tongue swirled over every inch of him her hand didn't cover.

"Holy shit, princess…Ah! Fuck! Yes. Just like that." Mephisto groaned as she paused to suckle his sack before her mouth took over completely. He choked out her name as she brought his dick deeper into the hot cavern of her mouth. Every swirl of her tongue made his toes curl and his hands fiddled with her bow, pulling it loose and freeing her cinnamon strands. His fingers threaded through the cool locks before his self control faltered and his fist clenched at the curls in a desperate attempt to release the building tension in his loins. He looked down at her, and he whimpered as he watched her full lips wrap around his cock, devouring him. She pulled back, her fingers massaging the spots she had found that drove him wild. He cursed as he felt the pressure between his legs growing, and he looked down at her, catching her eyes as she sucked at the side of his shaft. His jaw dropped as her golden orbs peered at him, and he began to feel the tug of her voice in his head. It was getting to be too much. Even worse, her scent was growing with her arousal and it left him hungry for her, more so than ever.

"Fuck, Talia, I'm getting close!"

'Good. What do you want to do?'

"W-what do you me-ah!"

'Do you want to come on me? Or do you want me to swallow it?'

"T-hat's...I...fuck! I can't t-think!" He hissed as her mouth descended upon him again, making him slick with her saliva as she smothered it deep in her throat. His breath hitched as she gagged, taking in all of him.

"T-Talia?!"

She pulled back, gasping to catch her breath and allowed her hand to do some of the work as she swiped at her redeeming lips with the back of her hand. If he could properly focus, he would have mocked her for the unladylike gesture, but instead found himself tossing his head back, blurting out her name as he begged her to keep going.

"What do you want me to do to you, hm? Do you like it better when I use my tongue?" Talia smirked as he growled in response, "Come on, little viper, don't get quiet on me now. I want you to ask me for it. You always make it seem like such a fun game so let's play."

"T-Talia..ah! Oh, fu...use your tongue. It feels so good when you suck on my dick!"

Talia giggled, "That's pretty inappropriate to ask a princess. You can't expect me to work with such little information. Tell me how you want it, baby."

"Talia… please…"

She wouldn't let up, the wicked grin her lips had curled into only growing with her arousal. Her body was burning and she could feel herself gushing from the torment she unleashed.

"Do you want it fast and hot? Or do you like it slowburn? Maybe I should just take my time. Long, wet licks; agonizingly slow sucking to the point where you just can't wait any longer; I can do that if you want." She chuckled to herself as she slowed her movements and he squirmed under her control at the lack of friction.

"D-dammit, Talia, I n-need it fast. Please- Talia!"

Mephisto yelled as she sucked at his tip in a slow rhythmic motion, her tongue making lazy circles over his slit. Her hands dominated his shaft as he thrusted against her, her hands building in speed as he sobbed beneath her. His throat burned and his senses were blurred by the sounds of her mouth moving over his slick shaft.

"Fuck, Tali! I'm so damn close! Take it deeper!"

Talia smiled around him, taking him farther into her mouth as her hands massaged at what they could hold. Mephisto's strangled moans became screams as his hand took in fistfuls her hair, taking control and moving her as he needed. He groaned as her head bobbed against him, and she hummed with pleasure as she twitched inside of her, her nails digging into the milky flesh of his thighs.

"Ah! T-Tali-AH!"

He let out a deafening string of curses as he pulled her off of him, his load spilling onto her chest and chin. She panted, struggling to catch her breath as much as he was.

"W-wow…" Mephisto panted, sitting upward weakly, "Damn, that was…"

"Fun?" Talia offered was she wiped the cum off her chin.

"Y-yeah...sorry about that…" He grinned sheepishly at her and she smirked at him.

"Don't be. It was...invigorating, to say the least."

"You liked it?"

"Yeah. I think I did." Talia grinned mischievosly, licking his juices from her finger, "And from the looks of it, you're up for more."

Mephisto blushed as she gestured toward his still pulsating member, "O-oh, well, um, what about you? Shouldn't you enjoy yourself too?"

"I did." Talia's brows furrowed with confusion.

"Talia...I...I can smell you from here." Mephisto colored at the confession. Talia gaped at him, eyes widening at the admission.

"You can what?!"

"I can...it's a Zaterran thing okay! I can't really help it!" Mephisto frowned, avoiding her eyes.

"You...you're Zaterran?" Talia's eyes widened with shock, and he gulped, sitting up.

"Yeah. Sorry if that's disappointing to you." He scowled, glaring at the vacant space off the mat.

Talia flinched at his words and he sighed with annoyance. Not at her, but himself. Of course, she'd find out at some point. And like everyone else in Xeris, she knew that she was prohibited from involving herself with the clan in any way, shape, or form. He grew up being looked down upon by others, royals included. What did he expect?

Certainly not her snickering next to him.

"Well...that explains the hissing."

"That's not funny."

"It kind of is."

"Talia." He warned, glaring at her.

She smirked, her fingers stroking his cock in a hypnotizing pattern, "I think I'm rather fond of all the noises you make. Are you going to let me hear more of them?"

Mephisto shivered under her attention, "You're...you're not angry? Or disgusted?"

"Mephisto, I know who you are. I've been in your head in very intimate ways. You being a Zaterran doesn't change the fact that we're connected...Does me being the Princess of Xeris bother you?"

"I never really thought about it in a cultural sense, just in a 'my-boss-is-totally-going-to-cut-off-my-balls-and-feed-them-to-his-cat-if-he-ever-finds-out-about-us' way." Mephisto scratched the back of his head, aggravated by the reminder.

"So there we have it. Neither of us seem very disgusted...Also I just sucked your dick so there's really no going back from here." Talia responded with a deadpanned stare.

"Valid point."

"So...are we going to continue?" Talia raised an eyebrow, unsure of herself.

"That's up to you princess. Want to have a little more fun?" Mephisto grinned, pushing her bangs back.

"With you? I think I can spare some brooding time."

"Great. Because I want to taste your pussy so bad it's driving me insane." Mephisto sent her a devilish smirk, pouncing on her. The princess let out a startled yelp before laughing at his actions.

"I've got a better idea." Talia smiled softly, pressing her forehead to his own, "Make me yours."

Mephisto's eyes widened at her request, "N-Now?! Here? Me?!"

Talia giggled at his response, "Yes, of course, and obviously. What? You can tell me you want to eat me out but you can't have actual sex with me?"

"B-but...what if you…"

Talia frowned, taking a solemn pause, "We...Xerins don't really...it's very unlikely that I'll ever have children. I wouldn't worry about it..."

"BUT WHAT IF I GET PREGNANT?!"

"Unbelievable."

"Talia! I'm serious!" Mephisto threw his arms up as he raised off of her.

"Mephisto, it's physically impossible for you to get pregnant." Talia gave him a half-lidded stare as she crossed her arms.

"We have magic! Anything's possible!"

"Oh my stars, Mephisto just fuck me already!" Talia yelled, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him back to her.

"I...um..okay. How the hell do I-"

"Mephisto! We've gone pretty far already, get it together!" Talia frowned, glaring up at him.

"Sorry. I just...wow, you're intimidating. Stop giving me the death glare so I can concentrate!" He laughed, unbuttoning her shorts. Talia's expression softened as he pulled them off, pushing her panties to the side. He let out a shuddering sigh as her scent thrived among his senses. He lowered his lips to her, eying his prey before attacking, his tongue driving into her hungrily. Her startled scream was music to his ears and her hands pressed him into her heat. She tasted of pure, raw sin and he was certain she would feel like it too. He sucked at her clit vigorously, eager to please her and going off her escalating moans, he was doing a pretty damn good job of it.

"Mm! Mephisto! M-more!"

He grinned as his fingers slid into her, drenching them in her milk. She was already getting tight and he was more than ready to loosen her up.

"I think you're more than ready for me now, Princess."

Talia nodded, her lustful gaze evident but her nerves even more so as her concerns flooded his consciousness.

"We can always wait if you're that scared, Talia. It's not going to kill us." Mephisto chuckled, positioning himself above her.

"I am not scared. I just...haven't done this before." Talia pouted, avoiding his stunned expression.

"R-really?!"

"No! And don't say anything stupid!"

"Oh...W-well. I'll do my best. I'm not the most experienced guy in the world to be honest, but I'll do my best if it means making you happy." Mephisto offered a gentle smile as Talia's eyes lit up at his words. Her hand caressed his cheek before pulling him into a passionate kiss, wrapping her arms around him. He welcomed her eagerly, taking the distraction to position himself and push into her. She gasped as he penetrated her, wincing slightly at the mild swirling of pain and discomfort. He pulled her closer to him in an effort to ease her nerves and she gripped his shoulders for stability. Mephisto groaned at how easily he was able to slide into her and how tightly she squeezed him. He waited patiently for her to get comfortable, struggling not to move out of concern for her well-being. She nodded softly, voicing her approval as he gripped her hips, pulling out slowly. He hissed at his sensitivity to the motion, shaking as he steadied himself before thrusting back into her. They shared a sensuous gasp at the sensation, and Talia immediately ordered for him to do it again. He laughed playfully, kissing at her neck as he repeated the motion, and she mewed happily in response.

"You like that, Princess?"

"Fuck yes, keep going." Talia mumbled, wrapping her legs around his hips.

His thrusting became more rapid, and she quickly caught onto his rhythm, meeting his thrust enthusiastically as they erupted into a duet of frantic passion. He hissed as she pushed him upward so she could remove her top, and she eagerly pulled him into a hungry kiss, his glasses fogging up as he pounded into her; the kids was as rough and as it was messy, which was unusual for her, but she was clearly done with waiting around. He pinned her down, immediately sinking his teeth into any spot he could find, ignoring the way his glasses toppled over and into her hair. Her moans were constant in his ear, but surprisingly, her mind was silent. He could feel her presence in his own everywhere, but she had lost her hold on her self-control and her thoughts were in an erratic frenzy. She wanted to enjoy him; she didn't want to think, she just wanted to be one with him, but so much was running through her mind it fell into a blinding light. He was everywhere; his smell, his touch, his taste. He was consuming her and she was letting him. She had never felt so good. She sobbed out his name has he drove his cock into her over and over again. It was so warm and thick, every thrust made her body ignite and melt like molten lava. His fangs pierced her skin and each bite left her more aroused than before, her pussy dripping around him. Her skin prickled at the way he moved against her and her nails created scarlet trails down his back. His groans had grown into full on yells, and she rolled her hips against his desperately, starved for more of him.

"Fuck, Talia. It feels so fucking good inside you." He whimpered into her ear, and she took to sucking at his throat, earning a purr of approval. Her hands groped at his butt, needing him closer.

"M-Mephisto! Deeper, I need you deeper inside me!" She moaned, arching her back as he nipped at her cleavage. He pulled her closer, his thrusts becoming more intense and harsher in power. An animalistic presence was brewing as she egged him on and she tossed her head back as he hit her sacred spot.

"Oh hell yes! Yes! Right there! God yes!"

He groaned as her screams began to rise in volume. Dammit, she could turn him on like nobody else. Her hot breathe against his skin sent chills through his form and the feeling of her body against his left him with little to no ability to form words. Just being around her lately made him feel all sorts of ways. His eyes flickered to her face and he immediately felt the stupid smile forming at his lips. Her brows furrowed in concentration and her eyes had fallen shut as she became overwhelmed by the erotic waves coursing through her body. Her full lips, reddened by their endeavors, parted slightly as she panted out her approval at every move that brought their hips back together. Chocolate strands stuck to her skin as it became damp with sweat and he moved his hand to push them away from her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open at his touch and Mephisto's breath caught in his throat as her fingers curled around his own, her lips pressing a soft, lingering kiss into his palm. He swallowed hard as her eyes, glowing like hot embers, met his own and before he could stop himself his lips had come crashing down on her own, her free hand caressing his cheek. Her thumb brushed over his cheek and he could hear her faintly in the back of his mind, her magic drawing him into her. It was welcoming and honest, unusually open to him, and felt his head spinning as he felt a tightening pull between his legs. He gasped as he felt her contracting around him, their movements becoming chaotic and uncoordinated as they begged each other for their climax.

"M-Mephisto...I can't wait any longer…" Talia moaned, enjoying the feel of his tongue roaming over the pulse of her neck.

"I know...Fuck...I know, I'm almost there…" He muttered, struggling to find the spot he wanted. She was making it so hard to focus when she moved her hips so precisely over his own. He knew he had but minutes until she sent him spiraling into the abyss of satisfaction. A growl erupted from him as her walls closed in around him, and his head was sparking up a storm of spellbinding gratification as he lost himself in her, his magic melding with hers as her orgasm racked her body. She pulled him closer, moaning his name as he worked up to his own spill, erupting inside her as his fangs sunk into the soft, damp flesh of her throat like it was his only necessity. He shuddered as her nails raked over his scalp and the curls blossomed into a deep violet. A soft groan of appreciation was muffled by her skin, and she let out a breathless sigh as her icy strands settled into place. Mephisto removed his fangs from her skin before he nuzzled at her shoulder, kissing it lightly as he watched the black and green satin that covered her chest rise with every pant. She didn't seem to mind him laying there, so he relaxed as she pushed her bangs from her face.

"Are you...alright, Princess?" His olive eyes looked to her own and she looked to him with a glint of humor in them.

"Are you alright, Mephisto?"

He flushed at the suggestive smirk she wore and she let out an airy laugh, letting her head fall back and exposing her neck to him. He licked his lips, raising an eyebrow as his longing began to roar it's head. The sharp edges of his fangs teased the tanned flesh and Talia let out a satisfied sigh as his lips played along her skin.

"Mm, that feels nice. You're insatiable, aren't you?" Talia smirked, biting her lip as he nipped at her for her taunts.

"You make it hard to resist. Who knew you had it in you." Mephisto grinned, planting a playful peck on her lips.

"Haha, there's a lot you don't know about me; like me I bringing you lunch."

"I'd love another serving.." Mephisto husked, his tongue grazing over his bottom lip flirtatiously.

Talia giggled softly, "I meant an actual meal, you dork."

"Aw, why you get to have all the fun?" Mephisto pouted, sitting back and pulling her into his lap.

"Like you didn't enjoy it. Besides, I wear the pants in this relationship." Talia cocked her head to the side, eying him challengingly.

"No, no, I took those off. They were pretty short pants too."

"And if you play by my rules, I'll let you take off a lot more later." Talia cooed, pulling him in for a kiss. He obliged her immediately, his fingers tracing over her waist and down to her hips, "Also you ruined my new underwear so as they say here on Earth, payback's gonna be a real bitch."

Mephisto grinned sheepishly, "That's what you get for trying to steal my style, Your Prettiest Princessliness."

"I thought you'd appreciate the look." Talia shrugged, a tinge of red on her cheeks. Mephisto smiled down at her as she avoided his reptilian orbs, missing the tender look in his eyes.

She shook her head before turning to him and raising a brow, pushing her hair behind her ear, "What?"

"N-nothing. You just...ahem...are really sweet for bringing lunch. Careful, I might think you actually care about me." He chuckled, leaning back on his hands. Talia rolled her eyes as she stood and readjusted herself before reclaiming her discarded shorts. He followed suit, redressing himself, but he couldn't help but steal a couple glances at her.

Perhaps it was the way her hair glowed against her sunkissed skin and cascaded down her shoulder, or the comforting presence he'd grown accustomed to after spending so much time with her.

Maybe it was how precise she was about setting up the picnic that probably should have come first in hindsight. It could be the warm, fuzzy feeling in his mind that swirled about in the form of a deep blue that made his heart melt.

It could be that he had fallen in love with Princess Talia of Xeris, and he was too tired to deny it any longer.

"Alright, that's everything. I wasn't really sure what to make since I don't really know what you eat, so I tried to make something similar to food back home. Hope you're ready to try something new." Talia offered an apologetic smile. Mephisto gulped, his heart pounding a mile a minute as those beautiful golden pools lit up his cold, demented world.

"Quite frankly, Princess, I haven't got much choice in the matter."

I lied. They fucked. I'm not even sorry. *sips tea*

R&R!

- KT