Summary: Xelloss doesn't quite understand why he loves turning Zelgadis into a quivering, boneless pile of post-coital bliss - it doesn't seem like a very Mazoku thing to do! - but he just loves doing it anyway.
Notes: Sorry for the massive lateness of this and all my other overdue prompts; bad cat health news derailed me earlier this week, but I will try to get caught up soon. This can be read as a "sneak peek" scene from "Birth Rite," although it's also meant to stand on its own. The activity described in this story really is physically possible, even for a human with a real, physical body, if he's flexible enough. I can provide a NSFW reference pic if you have any doubts. *grin*
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Xelloss followed Zelgadis into their cottage, and closed the door behind them by grabbing Zel and pushing him back against it so he could kiss him breathless. Zel pushed back for a few seconds, then gave in, and then, after another minute or so, started pushing back again.
"We just barely got in the door!" he snapped, when Xelloss finally let his mouth go long enough for him to talk.
Xelloss grinned, appreciating the irritability, which he knew was more than half conjured up just for his benefit. Zelgadis wasn't trying all
that hard to push him off, after all, especially when he combed back wiry strands of hair with his fingers so he could nibble on the smooth patch of skin below Zel's ear.
"Be glad I let you make it through the door!" Xelloss said with a grin. "I didn't think you'd appreciate it if I started this out on the green. Or back in the library, even!" He punctuated his comments with more licks and nibbles over his chimera's rocky skin, working his way across his chin and starting down his throat. "I think I've shown remarkable restraint, considering how much time you've spent buried in books lately!"
Zelgadis' emotions fluttered through alarm at the threat of public exposure through irritation and amusement, while his hands plucked at Xelloss, supposedly to hold him off but somehow getting inside his shirt in the process. To Xelloss' surprise, he chuckled, a low, warm sound, like the heat Xelloss could sense rising through his body.
"Are you feeling neglected again, Xelloss?" he chided. "Foolish Mazoku!"
"Damn, teasing chimera," Xelloss mumbled against his skin. Underneath all the other emotions, he was beginning to sense an intriguing knot of self-satisfaction in Zelgadis, as if he knew something Xelloss didn't. He wondered if it meant he'd actually found some useful new magical lore in his research - or if it simply meant he thought Xelloss was being predictable again.
Not that he minded Zelgadis acting a little smug now and then; he even liked the smirk that appeared on his chimera's face in those rare moments of self-confidence. Besides, he decided, it gave him a perfect excuse to do something he'd been wanting to do to Zelgadis for a while now, something so mind-blowing that he was sure it would wipe all that smugness away completely, and make him forget whatever he thought he knew about anything.
They made their usual, messy way to the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing all the way back to the front door. Zelgadis was the one who pushed Xelloss onto the bed, and he definitely had that familiar smirk on his face when he pinned Xelloss down, letting his rough, stone skin scrape the entire length of Xelloss' body. He knew well enough by now how much Xelloss enjoyed feeling the weight of it against his physical form, nearly as much as he craved the strong, dark taste of the chimera's emotions and the touch of his astral spirit writhing against his own.
Before long, though, Xelloss rolled them over and crouched above Zelgadis, leering down at him hungrily until he felt the quiver of nervous anticipation.
"I am being predictable again, aren't I?" he said musingly. "That means you must have known the consequences of neglecting me in favor of your magical research!" He wedged his body in between Zelgadis' legs, and reached under and behind him to grab a handful of that wonderful wire-smooth hair to pull his head back, making the hard stone body arch up underneath him. "If you didn't know, you're certainly about to find out!" he said, his voice a silky threat.
Zelgadis let out a little gasp and clutched at him, and gave Xelloss a lovely spike of fear. It wasn't quite enough to balance out the desire that surged through him at the same time, but Xelloss drank that in just as eagerly.
He held Zel's head back as he started to kiss and nip in earnest down the length of his body, delighting in the rapid rise and fall of his chest as his breath speeded up. At the same time, he reached down with his other hand and briefly teased the chimera's erection, picking up the moisture already gathering at the tip, then pressed two wetted fingertips inside him.
Zelgadis squirmed underneath him, clenching against his touch even as he spread his thighs to give Xelloss better access. Xelloss teased him; he knew exactly where to curl his fingertips inside the tight passage in order to make Zelgadis gasp and push back.
As soon as he did, though, Xelloss let go of his hair and pulled his fingers out, and barely gave Zelgadis time to growl and scrabble at him in protest before he pushed his own stiff cock inside. Zelgadis made a choking sound and went stiff, and gave Xelloss another swift blast of anger and pain before he hit the same spot again and helpless pleasure swept all other feelings away.
For some reason, that rush of pleasure in the chimera was just what Xelloss wanted. He knew he should crave the pain and fear he could inspire, at least mingled with the pleasure; in fact, in any other lover, those would have been his only goal. But the more Zelgadis responded with rising waves of need and the harder his body twisted to get more of what Xelloss was giving him, the more his own desire and pleasure grew.
Zelgadis clamped his knees around Xelloss and thrust back against him, his head thrown back and his eyes closed, his breath coming in ever sharper pants, rough and pleading. Xelloss looked down at him, drinking in the sight of his slim body, muscles straining under stone-flecked skin. Zelgadis reached up for him after awhile, and opened gleaming, crystal blue eyes to stare right up into his own inhuman gaze.
It should not have been what either of them wanted, but Xelloss could not deny that it was, and that he wanted
more.
He didn't let Zelgadis pull him down; instead, he pushed his hands away, and then gripped his thighs and pushed them up and back until Zelgadis was pinned under him with his knees spread back against his chest. Zelgadis frowned up at him, but Xelloss didn't give him much chance to protest, distracting him with a few quick, deep thrusts that made him drop his head back on the pillow with a groan, eyes falling half closed.
It still wasn't quite enough, not the total, melting helplessness that Xelloss wanted him to feel. He grinned, catching Zel's eye, and when the chimera frowned again at him suspiciously, he finally did what he'd been planning to do ever since he'd had him pinned against the cottage door.
Holding Zelgadis' wide-eyed gaze, Xelloss curled forward, lower and lower, over Zel's body. With his cock still sheathed inside Zel's body, he took the chimera's erection into his mouth.
"Xe.... Xelloss!" Zelgadis gasped, shock at the sight of it hitting his brain before the sensations even registered.
Xelloss wiggled his hips and sucked at the same time. Zelgadis whimpered, and then nearly stopped breathing entirely.
"Xelloooohhh...gaaahhh!" The incoherent sounds made Xelloss grin around Zel's cock. He twirled his tongue around the tip and sucked, although he only dared suck lightly as the organ swelled and twitched inside the heat of his mouth.
Staying true to his human form made it a little difficult to thrust effectively in this bent over position, but he moved as much as he could, which was really all that he would have dared anyway, if he wanted Zelgadis to last much longer. And he did; the chimera was not quite the quivering mass of mindless bliss he intended him to be, not yet.
He tasted more wonderful than anything Xelloss could think of, both flesh and spirit. His need and shock and helplessness spiraled up tightly, light and dark, tearing through him like the gasps that shook his body, intoxicating emotions pouring over Xelloss' mazoku senses. His cock tasted like heated stone, salty and human, dripping onto Xelloss' tongue. It was everything Xelloss wanted from him, and not enough. He felt his own desire winding up within his spirit, until he was almost as mindless with it, as helpless under its pull, as Zelgadis was under his body.
Zelgadis shuddered, his thighs trembling under Xelloss' hands where he held onto them. Xelloss peered up at him, watching the smooth stone flecks on his skin flicker in dim light as he panted. He'd thrown one hand over his face, fingers twisted in his own hair, and the other clawed at the blanket underneath him.
"Xelloss... I can't... I
can't..." he gasped, sobbing on the last word.
Xelloss felt him start to fall apart on the cresting wave of orgasm. He groaned as the chimera's blinding pleasure swept over him, and sucked greedily, thoughtlessly, as Zelgadis came hard and long, groaning out loud enough to shake the cottage walls.
His own orgasmic release in response was so sharp and hard it was almost painful. He shuddered, body and spirit, with the force of it, and lost track of all else for a moment.
He was used to watching and feeling Zelgadis slip away into oblivion after he came; this time, he had to shake himself back to consciousness as well after the last wave of his own release subsided.
Xelloss dropped down onto the chimera's limp body and rolled off to the side a little, still half draped over Zelgadis with his head on the rough pillow of his shoulder. He rested there for a moment to let his physical senses settle into place again, enough to listen to Zelgadis' breath and heartbeat slow from ragged to near normal, and to wait, as he usually did, for the first stirrings of his emotions when he came back to his senses.
He realized, finally, what Zelgadis had been trying to say before he came, and recognized the pleading in his voice as a sort of apology. Overwhelmed with the pleasure Xelloss was giving him, he couldn't hate Xelloss, or offer up any of the other dark emotions that he knew gave the mazoku pleasure in return.
That wasn't the strangest thing, though. Xelloss had been so intent on overwhelming Zelgadis that it hadn't even occurred to him to mingle the pleasure with pain. It would have been easy enough to do, just to rake his fingers over Zel's skin, infusing them with searing energy that even his stone body would feel as sharply as hot knives. Strange enough that Zelgadis was willing to give him that pain; even more bizarre that Xelloss didn't even need to take it from him anymore.
In fact, Xelloss realized,
this was what he had wanted all along - this moment afterward
, after Zelgadis had finally, utterly given into all that Xelloss did to him and let himself be overwhelmed with the pleasure of it. All he wanted was the chance to watch him as he was now, sprawled out beside him, naked and open to him, completely unselfconscious for a rare few minutes. Just as much as the wonderful taste of his dark emotions, Xelloss craved this moment to really look at Zelgadis and feel him like this.
He didn't know why. He could say it was the challenge of bringing Zelgadis to this point, against all his inhibitions and the self-loathing that hardly allowed him to feel pleasure at all. He could call it a mazoku's thrill in bringing about what the humans referred to as 'the little death.' But the truth was, it really didn't make any sense at all. All he could think when he saw him like this was, body and spirit both sated and utterly relaxed, was that Zelgadis was simply beautiful.
"Zel-san," he mused, lips nuzzled against the chimera's shoulder. "What are you doing to me?"
To his surprise, Zelgadis shifted and made a muffled sound in response; he was still so limp and spaced out that Xelloss hadn't realized he was still conscious.
"You're asking me that?" Zel muttered. "What the hell did you just do to me, you mazoku fiend!"
He didn't sound, or feel, particularly unhappy about it, though.
"Oh, dear, does that mean you don't want me to do that to you again?" Xelloss teased, pressing up closer and looking down at him.
Zel's eyes were still closed, as if he didn't have the strength to open them yet, but his brow twitched before he answered.
"Not tonight," he said, very definitively. Then he gave a soft snort of laughter and turned his head, eyes still closed, to nuzzle against Xelloss. "I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself," he added.
Xelloss wondered if he was referring to this strange indulgence in giving him so much pleasure without any pain; after all, he couldn't really hurt his physical form with such contortions. In fact, there were a lot more interesting things he could do even without the luxury of shape-shifting, now that he started to think about it.
"It's your own fault if I do," Xelloss pouted. "I was only trying to make up for all the time you spend doing research. You kept me waiting so long that I couldn't decide which way I wanted to have you, so I had to do both! There's no telling what other techniques I'll have to resort to if you keep on neglecting me for that library."
He felt Zelgadis' emotions stir at those words, alarm mingled with irritation and, he was sure, more than a little anticipation. Underneath it all, that secretive smugness returned as well.
"I'll try to remember that," Zelgadis murmured as he started to doze off.
Xelloss wasn't sure if that meant he was going to be neglected a lot less or even more in the near future, but he certainly intended to make the best of it, either way.
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Date: 2009-11-22 07:45 pm (UTC)I really love Xellos' musing about pleasure and pain, and his own needs and desires.
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Date: 2009-11-22 08:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-22 09:00 pm (UTC)Also:
In fact, there were a lot more interesting things he could do even without the luxury of shape-shifting, now that he started to think about it.
Is this the advent of sexually-experimental!Xellos?