Author:  Ameban Mic
Title:  Seyruun--- At Night!

Notes:

                No, no! This title is not related with "Clara... at Night" / "Clara/Betty... de Noche"(*), although I must admit that I like that comic, really; and maybe the argument of this fic is like it... So without any doubt, this fanfic is an explicit lemon between A&Z (It seems the alphabet!, doesn't it?  ^ ^UU), but in fact it's more than that. This is the first time that I write a story of this gender, so maybe it's something a little strange; also, this is a story with argument (¡) - I mean to say - I don't wanna write only an explicit sex fic, I want to write how I imagine a situation like this between Z&A keeping in mind their feelings and personality of each one (according with my opinion, of course ^^) because I think that that point is almost nonexistent in many fics. 
Really, this story is some kind of proof. 

                Ok, on the other hand, it's also a Spinn Off of my loooong fanfic "The End of a Long Quest" (yes, that I'll never end up ^^UU); so if you don't want to find out the end of the story, please don't read more; although I've offered that this's an independent story. Also (if you read you'll know this) in my fanfic Zelgadiss is completely human: in most of Zel lemons that I've read (that have always been in English and with Amelia, so they aren't many v_v) the sorcerer-swordsman is chimera; but because this it's a Spinn Off of my irstirst fanfic, he's totally human again. But that's not the only reason: I cannot refuse that I like the character, and although it might be surprising for somebody, I like human Zel and chimera Zel (after all, it's the same thing) but I'm realistic... and I don't believe that a lemon of Zel chimera is very appropriate for Amelia or anybody else. 

                So, just to say that this story has two parts, one narrates the lemon and another refers to the argument of the story; I seek that this will be an elaborated fic. That's all, go ahead...

On the other hand, there is another important note here: I am NOT English native at all, I'm Spanish, so this isn't my native tongue. This is a translation from the original Spanish edition. I know it's rough somewhat, but please, forgive them. I put a hard time in this story.


(*) This Spanish comic has been published on States under another title, but actually I don't remember which one.
 

=SEILLON... AT NIGHT=

           Amelia was tired, really tired, but overall, she was sick, so much that almost she was about to lose her nerves and, in any moment, to hit to the first one that contradicted her in any topic, throwing him/her/it a Ball of Fire of hers... It was something strange in her, really, but it was more characteristic of her old friend Lina Invers, but definitively it wasn't a normal attitude of the kind, cheerful and responsible Princess of Seillon that she was.

The reason of her current humor state was she had took the entire week assisting her duties with the Crown, and almost from the lunch time, she had been locked in her personal office. She hated that, and for a bad joke of her destiny, today she should take charge of the worst activities: the paper work, that was also her more habitual responsibility and, in the future time, the quantity would be surely bigger.

            Yes, things had really changed a lot since she returned from her travel across the territories and lands that until just two years ago had been in the exterior of the Accident Barrier; its disappearance had important consequences for the Kingdom located in both sides of the Barrier and for her, who had seen grow her duties in a quicker arithmetic progression that if it has been in another way. Indeed, the things had changed a lot for Amelia after her return of the called "External World", when she checked that she should face to more paper work than usual; but the worst thing come later, when she decided to look for and find her sister and to request her returned with her family.

            Grace - her older sister, now called Naga - indeed she finally returned to her home, not without before that, many things happened, and Amelia herself had no idea about any of those. Anyway, Gracia decided to return after overcoming many problems and, just as Amelia suspected, her older sister abdicated in her favor transforming the young girl into her father's successor, the Prince Philionell El De Seillon, reason why, she would be the successor to King Eldran's throne, her ill grandfather... In fact, Amelia had never been so near the throne as now.


However, Amelia's new duties didn't end up there: she would be the next queen and she would have to fulfill all that her range would demand her, certain, something that included all type of diplomats travels, state meetings and, that she most hated: the paper work, all they know it.  
> However all this caused a little private discussion between Amelia and Zelgadiss because the last thing that he spected was to be recognized to be grandson (or what he was) of Rezo, indeed. He just hated that idea, although eventually Amelia was able to discourage him after discussing the matter.

            So, Zelgadiss won the title of Lord, Real Consultant of the Princess and Sorcerer of the Court, being seemingly respected by the rest of his "work partners". A silent and suspicious respect won so much by the trust deposited in him by the Real Family, especially the Prince Phill (who had reasons to appreciate him and he finished demonstrating an affection painfully obvious to Zelgadiss with his friendly pats in his back) and of Lou Graum, as well as for his magic knowledge, his reflexive intelligence and his cold and definitive acts... what meant to say that he also had multiple enemies.

            But there was something more, something that only the interested ones knew, ones like Naga and very probably the members more close to Amelia, knew: privately, they both were a couple, or rather, Zelgadiss had also become the Princess's secret lover (at least he wouldn't be her official boyfriend until this wasn't recognized officially by the Crown) and the relationship between both was secret because purely political reasons and for the magician's own adaptity,ity, who was unable - at least at the moment - of adapting to live as court due because the lifestyle that he had taken in the past; and Amelia understood this very well.
            It's true that the Associations of Sorceres and the Clergy of Seillon had forgiven to the Princess her last extravagancy, mainly when they saw the conformity of the rest of the members of Amelia's family (Who was the brave than would dare to be opposed to the Prince Phill's outbursts?!). A rumor even existed in the Court about this youth, in spite of his current looks, he was not different person that the stranger magician who accompanied Lina Invers and the Princess when the incident with the demons happened and the time of Price Alfred's rebellion.
            In spite of everything, Amelia's argument with Lou Graum's respectable opinion, made silence the complaints of many priests and remarkable members of the politics of Seillon, although this was only for a simple recognition to that happened; but it didn't make silence everybody: the Court was a sub world of plots and constipations that Amelia tried to combat with the help of Zelgadiss and her sister, and precisely for that reason, certain secrecy was imposed between them. 

            But anything of that alleviated against what Amelia was dealing with right now...

            Locked in her personal office with her chamberlain she was dealing with the monotonous chat of the Zefiria Commerce Representative, who spoke without stopping since the afternoon with a unlimited stubbornness; he tried to get the objective of increasing the price for the sale of Zefir val valuable wine, since the costs of the product had risen in price when suffering the competition of new cared cheaper wines of the exterior of the Barrier.

That fellow, on the contrary of the women from his native country, he didn't shine the classic reddish marks in the forehead, but a leafy mustache, he spoke her without stopping about the Right of monopoly of the grapes' trade, or about his desires of to reduce the price for customs step or to rise ricerice that of his products like symbol of quality.  

That was only a sample of what the Princess had had to deal along the whole week, because before him an entire court of delegations of Ratelgau, City of Atlas and Seillon itself, had preceded him with their corresponding low bundle of documents under their arms and a big dose of stubbornness... and Amelia had to assist all them along the whole week.

            For Chephid' sake!, She would love her sister or Zelgadiss to be there to help her for a chance! (because certainly Amelia couldn't have Lina for that kind of things...)
          That was horrible: through the big windows of her office she was silent witness of the step of the hours, and what had begun as a pleasant afternoon of summer beginning, had finished in a closed and hot night that seemed never to end up while the delegate's monotonous voice spoke without stopping on "I don't know what matter" of the price of Zefiria's grapes, those which apparently had a more luminous red tint due to its exclusive variety.. or something like that Amelia believed to understand; because that conversation had lasted several hours and the arguments that he fenced didn't seem to be more than simple excuses and allusive to deny the conditions of the Government of Seillon.

Yes, she was really so fed up with all those long and banal boring speeches that practically she didn't want to have dinner, which was something odd in her. Only her great sense of duty and her desires of working to achieve her objectives made her to tolerate that situation, more and more frequent in her daily life.


            Finally, after the last and tired revision of the document that it requested an increase of the price of the grapes' wine of Zefiria, the Princess ended up to scrabble her name at the end and she marked the Crest of Seillon with seal at the end of the same one.  

            The delegate of Zefiria observed the maneuver with dissatisfaction and evident mistrust, as if that is offending him gravely. 
"Forgive me, Highness, but I should to protest... "

Amelia raised her view. 

            "Yes...?"
  
            "I don't believe that this is the most correct solution keeping in mind the current circumstances..." he commented  

            "I think so "- Amelia answered gently but stability

            "I'm well to the current of this matter, I remind you that just before my absence for the External World, yourself signed a collateral document together with delegations of other Kingdom of the interior of the Barrier in which all Kindongs implied accepted that Seillon was the one in charge of representing the commercial transactions with the Exterior with the purpose of benefiting to both parts, what implies that I cannot take left in short by any Kingdom," the delegate pouted, "I never thought that you like this idea, but you should keep in mind that the Kingdom of the Exterior already pay some quite high customs prices to maintain a balance and I cannot lean to any side without smashing this treaty. Especially when the arguments that you point out to me against the agreement don't possess any important rigor " she explained to Zefiria's delegate gravely.

 The delegate was surprised a lot in the face of the Princes hardness, but he also thought it during some instants until finally he picked up the document and he executed a respectful reverence to the youth future Queen. 

            " Thank you, Highness " he finally answered

            "I'm glad to have paid an agreement that will benefit to both parts "

            " I'm also happy, Mr. Vicarial Lergt "- answered Amelia with courtesy

            " You are dismissed. "  

          p; &p; "As you want, Highness..."

And saying this, the mustached delegate executed another courteous reverence and he abandoned the office in silence containing the rage that he felt as Amelia glared him gravely with the intention of making prevail her decision; when he had left, she allowed to fall her shoulders with a deep sigh.

            " He's so obstinate..." she murmured wearily "He's only interested in his grapes, the money and to be against all our purposes... Could all people from Zefiria has such stingy?"- then she repaired in the presence of her chamberlain and with certain shame she raised the view "I'm sorry... Please, announce to the following delegate  

            " Eeer, Your Highness; That's not necessary "

            "Why?" 

            " The delegate of Zefiria's trade was the last one per today" the chamberlain informed her.

Amelia almost gives a jump of happiness when she heard that, but her court manners contained it. 

            " However, I have to tell you that your father and your uncle are waiting for you so that you'll have dinner with them. "

            " What?, Right now?" she exclaimed surprised

            " But, what time is it?"
  
            " It's too late, almost it's nine thirty p.m. "

 Amelia blinked in surprise at the news and instinctively she came towards the huge windows of her office; the sky of the exterior, although not totally darkened, already allowed to see the first stars of the coming night. 

   &;&nb;        "... I didn't imagine that was already so late " she murmured to herself and brushed her hand to her eyes in sign of fatigue " The truth is that I don't feel like eat. Tell to my father and my uncle that don't wait for me; then I'll eat something for my bill "
  
Now, the surprised one was the chamberlain. The Princess used to not eat a lot, except when her sorceress condition demanded it due to the energy expense that implied to use the magic; but that she rejected her daily foods was very strange. 

            " As you wish, Highness"  he answered finally while he executed a reverence and then to abandon the office.


            Amelia saw him leave with disinterested expression, then she got up with heaviness of the seat where she had been seated during hours, and she went to the wide windows of her office.  

There her reflection made a mistake with the scene that was visualized through the big glasses and she sink in the view of both. On one hand she was seeing herself with her 18 years, almost 19: her big and deep habitually cheerful blue eyes, reflected the moral fatigue of her intense work day; she also saw a body and a more mature expression: her, at first, ort ort stature had already overcome Lina's, in fact in just a year and half from her separation after the events in the exterior of the Barrier she had grown until almost to touch a meter seventy high (68 inches), showing her as a young woman, not like ja a young girl. Also, her expression, even if she still conserving her usual happiness and desires of going ahead, had become more cautious and more mature as the result of her multiple political experiences and of the fact that every time that she went out of trip with Lina, all they finished facing up important people, like Dark Lords, powerful sorcerers or other individuals of high category.  

            Then, somebody could say that the person reflected in the glass was a beautiful young one with a precious and very proportionate body wrapped in a ligth pink colored dress which left her shoulders bared.

        &nbnbspnbsp;  Yes, indeed she was no longer only a girl obsessed with the Justice, but a youth woman that guided all her energy and will to achieve the Well for the other ones... it was not strange that in other Kingdom all called her: "Amelia, Princess of Justice" and other similar mottos that people usually place the Kings by their acts.

But the other side of the window showed her something far more interest for Amelia: the gardens of the Palace, whose vision alleviated her view after so many hours without looking at another thing that documents and representatives. But they also made happy her spirit, the garden with the sky being darkened and the splendor of the stars that made the water that arose of the multiple sources of the garden to shine; yes, suddenly the sources made her remember something more.

 &n&nbs          For her those samples of aquifer craft had another meaning: a meeting point... point that she had used two nights ago the last time when she and her bigger sister made an appointment in the great source of King Dragons that one of the main roads adorned the garden's path.  
            Indeed, Amelia and Gracia met in the mentioned sources of the garden, or in the office of the first one, to converse about the matters at both took charge: usually when they didn't have a great importance both spoke in Amelia's office, but when Naga discussed with her sister other rougher problems they made it going for a walk peacefully for the garden speaking in low voice, in way that it was difficult that somebody else could find out what they said. 


            Anyway, both sisters enjoyed the freedom in their encounters and, in general, it was not strange for the Court to see them joins after the events that happened to the missing princess's return; although Naga had recaptured some more discreet gears in the Palace, and she also enjoyed periodically the family life  with her sister, her father, her uncle and her grandfather.  

That situation was kind of a double life: she was Princess without Succession Rights to the throne and a Noble of Seillon on one hand, and on another was the identity that she with sch ech effort had created, the sorceress Naga, the White Serpent. In all ways Amelia wanted that many of their encounters don't have to be in these circumstances.  

           

            But in this occasion the source reminded Amelia to anotherson.son... A discreet source in elf's form withitchitcher was the place where in this time Amelia had decided to make an appointment that night with Zelgadiss, and... Damning!, almost she had forgotten.  
For Cephid sake!: That afternoon had been so horrible that she not even remembered her appointment!

&nbnbspnbsp;          Amelia shivered when remembering that and she rotated instinctively toward the clock that lolled of the wall:  it was almost 9:45 in the night; that meant that she had happened almost quarter our ur looking at the garden without remembering that at nine thirty she should meet with her sorcerer in the small source.  

            The Princess, in spite of the fatigue, felt more lively and she hurried to open the windows to leave to the garden using "Levitation"; spell, not only to see Zelgadiss, also because she hated to miss her commitments and to arrive late anywhere, has her the reasons that she has.

She picked up the skirt of her long dress and climbed to the windowsill with her habitual skill to be gone up to whatever place (although she was not similar of skilled to get off from wahtever place...) and she pronounced the spell that would take her until that source, then a sheaf of whitish light wrapped her and quickly she was taken toward the source while she avoided to go by Palace's poplar groves for not to find with the possible guards or any other person that can recognize her and to see where she went.
            Anyway, as soon as she used the magic, she felt the effect of her fatigue in her mind, and only the desire to see Zelgadiss and the hurry that she had to arrive late forced her to stay in flight.

            " I'm so misled...!"- she murmured herself -" Zelgadiss should take a long while waiting for me!"  

 Finally she ended up to sight the sorcerer awaiting her near the small source located in a not trafficked street of the garden's Palace.

              Zelgadiss seemed to be serious and annoying, that's the same thing than usual, and he was srtedrted in the border of the source with crossed arms; he also was dressed like usual, with his anodyne clothes in almost white clear beige color, although the great jewel of his chest and the one that adorned the hilt of his sword granted a red gleam to his clothes amid the night.

Certainly, now that he had the title of Lord, the sorcerer could have changed his dress, but he'd be uncomfortable dressing with the rich clothes and outfits of nobles people, although he made respect her sorcerer condition taking the sword, jewels and the monochrome color of his status, in spite of the fact that he used these gears in the occasions that demanded it. But today wasn't that case.

            One week ago he had informed Amelia that a cult of demons' worshipping priests was trying to infiltrate in the Capital of White Magic; it would have been simpler to control the matter with some simple posses of officers accompanied by some skilled sorcerer to stop them like used to be the habitual method, if it wasn't because then Naga added that this Cult sought to take the Capital of White Magic recruiting among its lines to priests of from Cephid's Temple itself, dissatisfactions for the arrived novelties of the External World: in definitive, they defended that the External World wouldn't bring something new, and although Phibrizo and Gaarv were dead, they sought to make that the Accident Barrier arises making both beings to become strong taking the own Capital of White Magic again.  

            Obviously the three magicians liked none of that news, especially in the case of Zelgadiss who had arguments so big to hate all the Mazoku and any thing that's related with them like even to write a book; for this reason all they decided to act. It was then when the Princess requested to the sorcerer-swordsman (although a suggestion of him was also valid) that infiltrates in the cult and gathers all the information that he could... And he made this way it.

That had happened a week ago and from then on Zelgadiss had disappeared with the purpose of to infiltrate himself in the Cult and to spy. Although he was no longer a chimera and the sorcerer didn't want to know anything about his identity of "Dark Warrior", the certain thing is that he and Amelia didn't have any doubt that he would get it; but, at the end, it had already spent one week and that was the night that both had chosen so that the magician reported what had discovered (and in the same terms, both can be together to single a while), and supposedly Amelia went to speak of that topic, but while she went to the source, she wanted less to speak with him has more than enough demons' worshipping sorceress.

            The Princess landed in surprising softness barely five meters away of Zelgadiss, who had seen her still arrive before she sights him, and like was usual in her, she didn't contain her feelings and ran towards the sorcerer being hugged to his neck once she had reached him; Zelgadiss contained the impulse of the crash and he surrounded her the waist with an arm and the shoulders with the other one like he used to make every time that had hugged her for some reason, at least, after a year of relationship, he had ended up to get used to it. 

&;&nb;           And yes, Amelia whenever hugged somebody made it being hung of his neck - possibly a habit caught in the family since young due to the span of her relatives - while the magician, the few times that he demonstrated his affection and had the necessity to make it, made it surrounding the waist and shoulders, perhaps for a stranger protection desire. But in this occasion the sorcerer's hug demonstrated his anger.

            " You're late, Amelia " - he said gravely -" Why?"

            " I'm sorry, Zelgadiss "- she answered getting away from him with certain grief. "I've had a very busy day and I've just finished right now with the negotiations " she apologized. 

            " The trade's delegates of the Interior of the Barrier? "- the magician guessed. 

            " Yes... they are so obstinate... they only know how to complain... " the Princess explained 

Zel looked she fixedly. 

            "Perhaps I would have to tell you something on that "  he said suddenly in serious tone but immediately Amelia's index finger silenced him when guessing that the magician prepared to talk about the mission that now had between hands. 

            " Please, Zel... not now. I've discussed Deals for the whole week and today I had to take charge of the worst thing; I don't want to talk now about politics."  

            " What?"   he exclaimed genuinely surprised "Don't you want to impart Justice tonight? " he also ask genuinely surprised.

            " No, not tonight, Zelgadiss... "

           
Zelgadiss raised his eyebrows: Where was the responsible and just Amelia?.. How full she should be for not wanting to listen what he had discovered and not to try to fight to defend the Justice... or at least to loose one of her speeches! But quickly that surprise was substituted for other when Amelia was hugged to his neck again and she kissed him gently without he spected it.  

            "... In another moment, please..." she murmured 

            " As you want..."

            " Zelgadiss answered returning her the kiss.

Amelia felt herself strange: she didn't want the details of the investigation that Zelgadiss had carried out to discuss, and when kissing him she felt the imperious necessity to be hugged even more to him and to feel his body against her; it was as if in some way that alleviates her moral fatigue.  

            On the other hand the magician attended her movement with certain surprise: truly Amelia had never contained her feelings, but he was surprised by what had made newly... Perhaps it was that every day that she spent was losing her shyness when going growing and maturing: he had not seen her for a week and he already seemed that she measured something more, although privately he wanted the Princess to end up never being like her sister Gracia.

            In that way both some instants were kissed while Amelia was feeling more and more the desire to be with him; but the sorcerer denied her that opportunity when feeling that something was escaped, and he separated her directing the eyes around to his. 

            " Have they seen you come here, Amelia?"- he asked gravely.

The Princess looked him confused.

            " No..." she answered and then raised a finger at his face winking him an eye in her usual expression 

            "I've checked what you taught me. People don't use to look up "-Zelgadiss smiled at her answer 

            "And to you...? "  Amelia asked when falling in the same thing. 

            " No " he answered with security.

            " I used a Sleeping spell with the magician of the cult.. and to my cell partner I slept him a Rifla that had using "  he explained in malicious tone.

            " A Rifla?... " Amelia asked him surprised  "What's that? "

            " It's a magic object in medal form that's good to contain spells " the sorcerer explained  "It's used when the owner of the object applies any charm to this, and when another person  catches it, that person suffers the effects of the "incantation"  he explained and then smiled with malice " My cell-partner had an empty Rifla without knowing what was; tonight he showed it to me and he asked me what that was; but when he gave it to me to verify it, I applied its "Sleeping Spell”. Then I answered him that I ignored the meaning of the object and when being returned it, he fell totally sleeping "- he explained while his smile demonstrated the rejoicing that he felt for it.

            " You're such a naughty boy, Zel " Amelia nagged him 

            "Of course I am !"

            " Oh... you'll never change "- the Princess sighed and she kissed him again. 

Zelgadiss sighed in the kiss: in spite of almost taking one year living in the palace and being done undercover with Amelia to be able to enjoy her company and her presence, or perhaps for that reason, he had just accustomed still completely to her natural and spontaneous samples of affection... samples that on the other hand comforted him completely and made him lose all his hardness. 

            Amelia prolonged the kiss while she intertwined the fingers in those previously silver hair of the sorcerer-swordsman; his mouth tasted well, without any rest of food or drink (that could be any food in the case of Zelgadiss and a good wine, or in its defect, coffee; and if he had not proven anything of that he should also have escaped from the Cult just before arriving): he tasted like what was his body and him same. Cephid! How she had missed him and now she realized it! She only wanted to be near him!


            "Zelgadiss... Zel " the princess murmured in his ear separating his mouth "What do you find if we go to another more discreet place? Although we're in the garden... "

            " Somebody can see us " he answered for her " Yes; good idea..."  then he looked her " Where?"  

Amelia directed a hand gently to her own chin as she evaluated the possibilities.  

            " ...In the Palace we won't be able to be: this week many diplomats have come and there are hardly empty rooms besides that there's a lot of guards. " she explained with weighing  "And in my private rooms you already know what happened the last time..."  

            " So...?"

            " Well... Oh! I know where!"

And saying this Amelia caught him by the wrist and dragged him away from the source and then grabbing him of his arm. That was another of the things that the sorcerer had not still gotten used; he felt strange when seeing that a girl, still being his couple, deigned to touch him in that way, and more with the naturalness that she made it, although Amelia only made that when both were alone or with people of trust, as they could be Lina or Gourry. But at the Princess didn't care that and she guided him for the garden toward the other end while she walked pleased being held of his arm.

           In that way both walked in regular step during good time across the big gardens, avoiding guard's positions and the great temple of Cephid that there was in the garden, until they arrived to the door of a small estate of style neoclassicist and rococó located exactly to the other wing of the garden.  

The Princess raised the amulet of chalzen of her left wrist and supported its in the latch of the glass door while Zelgadiss observed the maneuver with curiosity. 

            "It's here..." Amelia explained opening the door of the small estate with the help of her amulet - "Here, in this place, my sister, my cousin Alfred and I came to play when we were children."

Zelgadiss looked at the small and luxurious building with his usual penetrating view. 

            " So this building was that..."  he commented  

            " What...?"  

            "I had seen this place several times and I had intention of finding out what was it "  Amelia looked at him confused and with certain shade of suspicion  "Solitary buildings can hid interesting things"  he explained with a roguish smile. 

            " Zelgadiss, please..." Amelia complained  "Sometimes you resemble Lina a lot "  

The magician got scared as he heard that. 

            " I hope you don't say that seriously "  he exclaimed gravely, knowing that ia hia had gotten angry a lot every time in that he had in fact made that comment to bother her. Then his expression become more serious

            "Tell me, Was it really necessary to even come place so remote?"

Amelia laughed underhandedly: Sometimes that sorcerer was so clumsy for some things! Or perhaps that was the attitude that he looked, because Zelgadiss was very intelligent and a lot of times he joked with her in all kind of situations, but even this way, this time she would have sworn the first thing. 

            "Well... Here it's also where my parents stayed to alone when I was a child"  she explained to him in roguish tone

            " If nobody sees some light, they won't know that we have come together here"  

Zelgadiss opened the eyes with certain surprise when noticing of what Amelia was insinuating him: for the sorcerer it was very hard to believe that of a seemingly innocent Princess. But then he closed his eyes and sketched a soft smile. 

            " nobonobody will realize..."  he concluded in mysterious tone

            " In that case, let us enter once and for all."

 
            And saying this, he surrounded her waist with an arm and dragged her to the interior of the roon as he pushed the door with the other hand; Amelia sketched a smile of satisfaction as she saw how Zelgadiss had made her enter in the building. 


            The interior of the small room that almost could be defined as house, it was illuminated by the light of the full moon and the stars that had already appeared at such time in the middle of the night and they filtered through the big crystal windows; besides that, the place was flooded by the stimulating scent of the roses, jasmines and others perfumed flowers that populated the surroundings of the building; overall, the decoration was elegant and discreet at the same time. In definitive, although the house took time without being used, it was very welcoming for a warm retirement. 

The living room where they were in that moment it was wide, had big couches and furniture to tea, where also, luxurious clocks and chandeliers rested, while in the walls they shone glass lamps. To the bottom a small office with a desk table and bookcases with books and brass statues, while to the other side there was a room impossible to identify.

            After looking around with his penetrating (now brilliant) gray-blue eyes, Zelgadiss looked back at Amelia with a mixture of emotion and bewilderment when invading his mind a hive of emotions. On one hand, he enjoyed when being to alone in a place like that with the youth to who he loved, but he was also confused and bewildered... and that feeling was something that he didn't like: just the fact of loving was strange for him, and stiller if he was in a place like this without looking for something in short (orihalcon and magic objects when he served for Rezo, or the Cleir Bible or any other thing like when he traveled with the rest of the group); he was simply there to be the secret lover of the Princess of Seillon. And that was so strange....

 However, as his own nature dictated him, he felt passion and without being able to repress it more time he closed the door behind his back,  took off the belt with the sword and raised a hand to pick up and to caress Amelia's cheek, who, pleased when seeing that he decided to make something more, sighed deeply; then Zelgadiss forced her to raise the chin (lightly) while she slipped a hand for his shoulder, until finally the magician's lips took those of the Princess.  

            Amelia adored when Zelgadiss took the initiative, strange thing because she was too impulsive in her samples of affection to be able to avoid not to kiss him first (or because he was too reserved), but when he was allowed to take, she could notice that he made it with all his hidden ardor.

In that way both were kissed with growing passion while they narrowed their hug; both remained this way some minutes at the time in that Amelia began to understand that that didn't alleviate her, only to feel the kiss and the passionate hug and categorical beloved and lover wasn't enough for the Princess: they had been too many hours tolerating to those annoying delegates and diplomats during the whole week, especially that day. She needed something more.

 
            On the contrary Zelgadiss sighed pleased when feeling that, without he incites her to make it, Amelia opened her mouth and he could savor this way her sweet interior; while the Princess narrowed their hug supporting her chests and hips against him and caressed her nape intertwining the fingers in his current dark hair.  

Yes, he should recognize that Amelia - her whole family, indeed - was very open when she wanted to demonstrate her feelings, and although sometimes of his stay in the Palace, or when they were  traveling, it was disturbing for Zelgadiss, mainly when it was in public (at least, in the full public sense that both could be, so it was supposed that the relationship of both was a secret), when both were completely to alone like in that moment, Amelia's affection was something that he loved... and also that was something of what his own personality prevented him to be deprived.


      &;&nb;     Amelia felt how Zelgadiss's tongue entered in her mouth and explored it knowingly; she groaned of pleasure and intertwined her with that of her beloved in an almost imperious way, moment in the one that the sorcerer broke the kiss and looked Amelia with certain surprise.

            " It seems that tonight you wish me a little more." he announced with surprise and satisfaction. Amelia responded with a warm smile that the magician liked deeply and he couldn't control "So, we let's go to lean back with more comfort." he suggested throwing of her toward the couch where had clear intentions that both were lay. However Amelia retained him and he looked her confused. Didn't she want to do that? 

            " No, not here..."  she told him in soft and firm tone; he looked her without understanding  "I know a better place " she said and the sorcerer looked her interrogatively. 

And this way, before Zelgadiss could realize of it, he found himself with the same thing than exactly before arriving at the room, Amelia had caught him of the arm again and she threw kindly of him but with stability until taking to some part of the bottom of the building while his layer whirled in after his back.

 
            That place turned out to be, for great surprise of Zelgadiss, a bedroom with a dresser, cupboard with mirror, large windows of figured glass and covered with lace curtains... and the first thing that attracted his attention: a big bed with a fine white canopy sustained by four volute wooden posts on their own axes in hairspring. 

The sorcerer's look turned into something as serious as the one he hold when he faced something. 
            " What does this mean...??" he began to say, but Amelia's hand silenced him again. 

            " Ssssh!... This's the room where my sister and me came to sleep when we were children "  she explained while closed the shutters and lit a couple of chandeliers that provided to the stay a murky and warm golden light " It's the most pleasant place in the whole house.

            "Did you sleep when you were children here?"  the skeptical sorcerer asked " That bed isn't... " 

But Amelia silenced his lips kissing him again. 

            " That bed doesn't matter...!" Amelia murmured with certain roguish tone It'll be always a better place that the couch..." and saying this she surrounded him the neck with the arms again and  began to kiss him. 

            The bewilderment of Zelgadiss stopped place to the desire to feel Amelia's body fully against his, so; What did he matter a bed instead of a couch?, And from when did he worry about something like that? Morever: Amelia was right, there they would be more comfortable. None of both thought it more, both they took off the shoes with certain stupidity due to the anxiety, and the sorcerer hurried to surround shoulder and waist of Amelia with the arms and he kissed her while he allowed to fall toward the bed crawling at the Princess.

 
            Amelia fell on him in a natural way and she groaned pleased when seeing the form in that had finished resting on him, and feeling more shameless when seeing that her lover didn't put any objection, she pressed her curvilinear body against that of Zelgadiss while slipped the hands for his shoulders and one of them went the brilliant red jewel that still glowed on his chest to the soft light of the chandeliers' candles directly. There her fingers untied the thick cord of black silk that held him the layer smoothly and this ended up to fall slipping for the magician's shoulders.

In just that moment Zelgadiss put himself away of her without being able to avoid to blush lightly hardly in a way visible by the light of the chandeliers, but anyway, he hated that it happened him and knew that he couldn't control it. Also, he noticed that Amelia had fallen just on the thigh of his right leg, for what she was riding on his leg; her hip was leaning just on his and her breasts were flattened on his pectoral leaving that provocative neckline to his view... Everything that for not saying that to Amelia that didn't seem to irritate and that herself had strip him of his layer.

            The Princess seemed to notice of the reason of that interruption and she hurried the first thing that went by her mind to respond.  

            "The... the cloaks are very annoying. We could end up tied in her... "

Zelgadiss stared at her disoriented by some seconds, and then for surprise of Amelia, he began to laugh in the form that displeased the youth; instead of the warm laugh that he had when he was happy. 
            " Stop!: I don't like you to laugh in this way! " she complained 

The sorcerer remained silent, but without stopping to smile him, he separated the fringe of her forehead gently. 
            " You don't know how to lie, Amelia..." he said " You're a good person and you aren't able to do it. It isn't your own style." the Princess looked him fixedly without knowing what to respond and Zelgadiss asked her finally the unavoidable question "Tell me, What do you mind?"

She wasn't able to what to respond him; the truth is that she didn't know what to say. She was only sure that she wanted to forget all those heavy delegates of the Court and to remain the more fence possible of her beloved to feel him: yes, that was the word. 

            " I want... I want to be with you and to feel you, Zel..."

Zelgadiss looked at her fixedly: now he was confused. That was something that inconvenienced him a lot and that had already spent him several times since he had met with Amelia that night. Then, a succession of thoughts crossed his mind: yearnings, fears, desires, confusion... And a possibility that appeared with clarity in his mind, but that he didn't know how to confront. In fact, he feared for that possibility, although perhaps not so much. However he was accustomed to repress and to hide his passionate loving feelings or of any other type, and now Amelia in some way was getting him not to want to do it; that beautiful and warm youth was telling him that she wanted... to him. And that was something incredible and irresistible... How much more it would care to take that situation a little further?

            Suddenly Amelia loosed a silent gasp of surprise when Zelgadiss bent the knee on which she was spread so that, now yes, she was really seated on him. 

            "So, are you better now?"  the magician asked with roguery. 

The Princess looked him confused when feeling to rest her buttocks on the thigh of Zelgadiss' leg;  it was something very pleasant and she knew that she wanted more. 

            "No completely; it would be better." 

            And saying this she leaned toward before to kiss him again. Her tongue caressed her lover's lips until he cheered up to open the mouth and he began to respond while she relaxed and was allowed to rest totally on the sorcerer and both they were allowed to take between sighs and soft caresses.

But after some instants she decided that that wasn't enough and she abandoned his mouth to go in search of his not long pointed ear now, to be able to capture the earlobe smoothly with the teeth. Zelgadiss trembled lightly when feeling as Amelia's mouth rollicked with his ear; it pleased him the sensation that felt in his ears and in answer he began to rob her gently between caress and caress of her dress, garment used with effectiveness for the official matters but ostentatious and uncomfortable for the task in which was now.  
            The Princess didn't move for his actions, she also thought that the dress bothered her and while he unfastened the line of bellboys of her back, she abandoned his ear and began to caress him along the neck allowing to fall little and warm kisses in him. Yes, that was better: human or chimera, for her he continued being similar of... seductive. 

Zelgadiss noticed that the hair of the nape was still putting of tip more than what already had it: Amelia had kissed him in other occasions in the neck, she couldn't avoid to do it if that was what  felt in that moment, but she had never do it in that way, with that... anxiety.  

            It was then when the Princess began to throw of the high neck of the simple beige tunic that the sorcerer-swordsman used to take with the intention of undressing more his neck, but something got her attention. 

            " What...?"  she asked when seeing how his clothes stretched out as if is made of an elastic material leaving more to the overdraft of what seemed to be possible.

            " My clothes are charmed so that they don't break easily and they can resist some incantations" he explained 

            "If you throw of the neck of my tunic, it won't break."

Amelia looked him confused some instants until she unders to what the magician referred: it was a little silly that she hasn't wondered reason before the anodyne clothes of Zelgadiss hadn't burned when supporting so many offensive spells. In any way for her was a relief to see that she could stretch his clothes with that easiness without they broke. 

Amelia loosed a giggle. 

            " I'm glad that..." she announced in a mysterious tone, and before Zelgadiss can respond something, she began to kiss him again while threw of the neck of his tunic uncovering more his body. 


Amelia abandoned his mouth and she kissed him on his neck, getting him to sigh deeply again while he closed the eyes: that was what he had yearned during so many years, to be able to feel those kisses and caresses for genuine love of somebody that still wants him being what he was or what he had been.  

            On the other hand Amelia raised the view and she looked him affectionately: the covered forehead for his thick black fringe that now the light of the candles glowed of purple, his gray and almond-shaped eyes, his triangular chin and his hairless face in spite of the age (Would it be because of a secondary effect of his previous chimera state?); it didn't care of what is made, for her he continued being Zelgadiss, the great-gron on and pupil of Rezo, the youth with who so many experiences she had shared... In definitive who loved and for the one who that night she felt so much desire.

            The Princess leaned again toward his neck, but then she hesitated: she wanted something more than just kissing him, but she wondered if that would be too much, certainly that would be more than what he would expect from her, even herself wouldn't expect that. But then she felt her own buttocks and the internal face of her thighs resting against Zelgadiss' leg while he striped her of the superior part of the dress leaving her arms to the overdraft and more than her neckline. Had he been who accepted to take that farther, right?... So, that wasn't bad, was it? 

When the decision was made, Amelia caressed him in the forehead separating his dark-purple hair and forcing him to toss the head back; when making it he smiled softly and her, bowing again towards before, opened the mouth and licked his throat smoothly with her tongue, but without being able to avoid to blush lightly. However, even thought Zelgadiss was surprised by her gesture, sighed in an audible way and he narrowed between his trembling arms.

            " Amelia..." he said gently but stability. 

            " Ye...yes?"  she asked fearing to have advanced too much, however surprisingly Zelgadiss smiled slightly. 

            "I believed that to make those things was something inappropriate of you... " 

            "So you not... ?   "

The sorcerer looked at her using his sparkling eyes 

            "Neither it's characteristic of you to repress you "  he told her smiling although with his accustomed serious tone 

            "I like you to be in this way..." he murmured while he caressed her cheek and his eyes showed each one of the emotions kept in his interior. Certainly he had never waited a welcome as that when he escaped from the cult of be watching.

Amelia looked him to the eyes knowing which his feelings were, she knew her own emotions and those of him: he was waiting her and she knew that she could continue walking toward him. Amelia lowered the view and caressed his shoulders and his clavicle under the fabric of his pale tunic while he also caressed gently her hair, neck and shoulders and he continued throwing of the shape of the dress. But suddenly Amelia's hand stopped him and he looked at her surprised. Hadn't Amelia been who this time she had asked him to do... well, 'knacks'? 

            " No, Zel... Please, let me to be the one who demonstrates you what I'm feeling" she murmured to the hearing almost in tone of supplication. 

The sorcerer puckered the frown. 

            " Today.. today I want you to know as much as I love you... for everything"

Zelgadiss' eyes opened up thoroughly when he got suspicious about what it was what really wanted to do Amelia: she was requesting him that he allow her to demonstrate all that she felt and that implied that that night she wanted him in an almost incredible way, still when he was human and he had the best willingness to believe it.  

            " Amelia..." he murmured bringing near her face against his own chest and with firm but moved voice. 

The Princess looked fixedly to his brilliant eyes with the own ones in the same state knowing then what he felt, she raised the head lightly and she kissed him gently in the lips, with a lot of softness, getting the magician to tremble and he narrowed his own arms with the hands.  


            Amelia caressed his neck again and she continued throwing of his short tunic while he closed the eyes and dove in a state of physical and spiritual perception to the margin of his other senses. He felt how Amelia roved his neck with the mouth while she undressed his shoulders; then she continued somewhere around until reaching his pectoral.

            The sorcerer allowed to open up the eyes and to look at her: his own eyes shone like embers and his cheeks were tinted of red for the emotion that he felt and for the situation in the one that was, plus still when he saw that the Princess leaned toward before and she kissed gently his chest that was colored of red and gold for the soft golden light of the candles, and that perhaps if he was still chimera, it would shine in blue and orange tones for that same light. Then she began to lick one of his nipples; Zelgadiss trembled when feeling that sensation and something blushed more: it was incredible what was happening, not only for the situation (that could have happened in forced form during his past), because Amelia was doing it and for the reason that she had to do it.

Afterwards he noticed that his own heart had been beatingh h force during a while; he was surprised and wanted to share that sensation: with a resolved movement - like all with those that he used to act - he captured Amelia's hand and supported her on his heart. She looked him interrogatively 

            "Feel this, Amelia..." he told her gravely with soft voice while he smiled "Feel it!"

Amelia turned up her view looking at him confused, but only during brief instants when understanding quickly he referred to what. She felt the beat under her own hand and she inclined her ear on that same place while she slipped the hands along his sides. Zelgadiss narrowed the one that had grabbed her. 
            "...Oh, Zel..." she murmured as she listened the feelings locked in his chest. 

So the Princess intertwined the fingers of her hand with that of Zelgadiss until she hooked them in the mitten that he used, and this way, with having studied slowness, she undressed his hands of that garment and both could intertwine their naked hands. The sorcerer ended up to strip her of the shape of her dress. 

            Zelgadiss' body was no longer cold and hard, it was no longer covered with stony stumbles, it was no longer strong and resistant like a rock... but for her it was still warm and beautiful, like his owner, but in a conventional way. She could feel the physical and emotional warmth that emanated of him.

Slowly she continued roving his thorax that was very formed because his lifestyle and for his magic practices, and gently but stability, she unfastened the jeweled fibula of his belt; so the Princess took off it in front of the magician's disconcerting look. 

            Amelia continued throwing of his tunic until discovering him the stomach and she continued kissing and caressing that part of his body while Zelgadiss, instinctively, extended the leg on which Amelia had ridden to leave more comfort between them, and then, although she had prohibited it to him, he hugged her and kissed her gently in the hair. But there was something more that began to upset him: Amelia's caresses were as warm as of habit, (even more), given the circumstances... but they were also more sensual and Zelgadiss noticed that his own body began to react because them.

Even excited he lowered the view, but with a doubt levying him: How him something like that would ignore when he saw that she was licking his nipples once again and slip the hands for his stomach? Also, her breasts were almost above his pelvis. No, he wasn't silly at all.. perhaps he was impulsive sometimes, and also an obsessive one obstinate, but he knew what was wanting to do Amelia... and neither he found the way to be controlled if she continued in that way; he had too many hidden passions that struggled to be liberated, (and that was one of them) and Amelia, he knew it well, was able to wake up in him powerful feelings able to do him to face alone against a Lord of the Demons. 

Only for her...

            Amelia continued with her desire, delighting in feeling each centimeter of his body and listened what this transmitted her: it was perfect, simply perfect. She stiller blushed, this time not only for the emotion, also to feel the way in which she rested on the body of Zelgadiss with his arms surrounding her hip and the form in that her breasts were flattened against his pelvis; she smiled with a heavy sigh and leaned lightly toward a side leaning back this way on one of the magician's legs, then the Princess caressed the thigh of his contrary leg, first down and then up slipping the hand below his tunic until reaching the waist of his pant, where she hooked the fingers shortly and threw down some centimeters with a quick and brief movement. Then she loosed her fingers and slipped with extreme softness, almost without to play it and accidentally, above the sorcerer's sex.

            Amelia blushed a little when she enedened the sorcerer's out sigh, but without the idea, being surprised herself to think this way, seems her scandalous; really that night, now she was sure, she wished him in a... very special way. The Princess leaned more to have bigger freedom of movements and she continued caressing his thorax while exchanged caresses between his legs and stomach; Zelgadiss sighed in a more audible way and he looked at her again a little upset when seeing how Amelia rested above him. Then she raised the view and returned him the look. 

            "Zel..." she exclaimed smiling with an imperceptible shade of roguery.

He looked her surprised and she felt herself more shameless: then she slipped the hand deliberately below his tunic and she caressed him exactly in his center. Zelgadiss gave a jump, for the surprise and for the discharge that flooded him in that moment, and the Princess could only bite her own lip when thinking of what had carried out and how he reacted to her acts. Although in fact she was more surprised to know that he had already reacted to all her attentions. However Zelgadiss continued looking her confused:

Amelia had done that?, She?? 

            Then Amelia threw toward before and she kissed him gently in the lips while with a hand she rolled up his tunic, and now yes, she caressed him in an even more shameless way. At taht time, Zelgadiss couldn't remain indifferent; first he emitted a deep and pleasant sigh, and then he incorporated a little on the bed leaning on in the headboard as if it was a pillow. His look was very serious, but also altered... that for not to say that he had blushed notably, although he knew that it wasn't only for his shame. 

            "Amelia, what are you doing?"- he asked trying to maintain the calm.
            "Zel... I..."  she answered doubtfully, but then her look became resolved and she faced that of the sorcerer directly  "Please, let me to continue" 

            "What...?"  the surprised sorcerer exclaimed

        &nbnbspnbsp;  "Do you want...?"

            "Yes..." she answered lowering the head. 

Then an idea assaulted the sorcer's mind. 

            "Is it what you wanted from the beginning, isn't it?" he asked, or rather, he affirmed when remembering all the attentions that Amelia had offered him and the form in that she had traveled his body. 

            "Ye... yes; I think so"  she answered blushing but without smashing her determination.

Zelgadiss didn't answer, just he was si, so, something that inconvenienced him a lot but that he wasn't capable to confront, that situation was completely new for him. And not, it wasn't only because a girl was offering him pleasure, (that had already happened him many times with some women of the badly life in exchange for something; money, generally) when he infiltrated in the subworld that Amelia qualified as "Unfair and Worthless" and that when he met her, she refused to see... That situation was new because one youth offered him pleasure because she wanted him: she offered him physical and also spirl pll pleasure. For Cephid sake, that was intolerable: it isn't that in the current situation he doesn't desire her, but to see Amelia act in that way was inadmissible in somebody pure as the Princess of Seillon and neither he was really sure of being allowed her.

            Amelia saw him doubt and she moved away from him kneeling down among his legs while she contemplated the scene: of course that he was very tempting there spread half naked and with that face of bewilderment so not very habitual in him that until it was amusing. But for the Princess the matter was urgent: he wanted her... a lot, but first she had to convince him and with his stubbornness that wasn't easy task. Finally she had a drastic idea that was her equally pleasant.

Amelia took her dress for the waist and she took off it provocatively while he looked her more and more confused: now she only shone a small corset that sustained her wide bust and the fine petticoat of her skirt. She was really beautiful, he had to recognize it, although he had already seen her in those garments in other occasions.


            But Amelia's performance didn't end up there because she was lover of the interpretations and dramatic expressions: she was faced exactly in front of Zelgadiss and she took her hands to the corset in a suggestive way; the sorcerer swallowed saliva, he was more and more lively but insecure of what would happen next and at the same time mistrustful when seeing Amelia in that situation. Indeed, he had never waited all that: Aa paa passed the hands above the corset delighting with the confused look of Zelgadiss and at the same time enjoying the own sensation that that produced her... (that was so different to the conversation of the mustached and old ambassador of Zefiria!)   

So she decided that he should already respond and she decided to act: she grabbed the corset for the stays that held the bust... and with a quick movement she lowered it undressing her breasts. That was too much; Zelgadiss threw tremendously on the bed and he opened his eyes widely; in fact, in spite of the faint light of the candles, he could see the Princess's full breasts clearly, big, attractive and crowned by two almost erect nipples that shone in a tone between red and gold by the candles' light.

            Zelgadiss could hardly maintain the view fixed in Amelia's face: the Princess's face was beautiful, of course; and to see it in that way also demonstrated all her feminine beauty... but he had never seen her naked breasts and after the attentions that she had offered him that was something very hard to ignore... really hard, indeed.

Finally Zelgadiss lengthened a hand and caressed her the cheek; then he attracted her toward him and kissed her gently. 

            "You really know how to get me, Princess..."  he murmured between lips without she knew even what a to do. Then the sorcerer took her hand and directed it toward his own center

            "Feel free to continue..." he said with soft and firm voice. 

 Amelia was surprised when seeing satisfied her desire with so much speed, but also when feeling him under her hand and for the form in that he maintained this way it; then she surrounded his neck with a hand and slipped the other one until the waist of the pant, he understood immediately what a she intended and both, wrapped in caresses, concentrated on getting rid of the pants. Finally the sorcerer got undressed of the bothersome garment and he attracted Amelia's hand with surprising security again toward where to both it interested them. She was surprised when feeling him more clearly and to see the results of her actions, while he sighed deeply; then she smiled blushing and  crawled herself down letting that her breasts touched smoothly the magician's body who leaned on the backboard of the bed and lowered the view to observe her. Amelia loosed his hand another time and with having studied slowness she began to strip his last garment without knowing what she will find exactly; after all, she had never been in that situation. The Princess swallowed saliva and finally she could see it in spite of the faint light of the candles.

            It was funny: if Zelgadiss has continued being a chimera he would have an astonishing resemblance with the naked stone statues that adorned the wide rooms and gardens of the Royal Palace (without counting the stony stumbles of his skin, of course)... and now he was exactly like that but without stone being, he was in the flesh like a normal man, with the particularity that he also had little body hair. That was a detail that the Princess had already noticed before: during his years of chimera, Zelgadiss had never had necessity to shave himself, and neither when he returned to his normal body; in fact he was hairless, the same as Rezo, who although she only reached to know the evil Copy, Amelia could notice that in spite of his age he didn't have leafy mustaches like the Real family of Seillon.  

            That was a quaint contrasts for which Amelia supposed that he neither would be very hairy in the rest of her body... in fact she had just checked it. However Zelgadiss noticed her more astonished that undecided: if she had come until here, hardly will throw behind (that would be an action against her personality), but it was him who was too much in a hurry.

            "Amelia..." he said in the soft and imperious tone that had used before. 

She raised her view and smiled at him with roguery trying to hide the blush. 

            "...Of course  I will continue..." she told him with soft and sen voi voice

            " In fact, you know me..." He smiled 

Then, the Princess caressed her breasts suggestively and she slipped the same hand toward his sex, she caressed it gently directly; Zelgadiss groaned and she surprised herself to feel him so clearly under her fingers: now she understood the expression "to be horny"; the sorcerer's body really burned and especially that that she had hugged. Zel observed her astonished and anxious: there an Amelia transformed into woman with her generous naked breasts looking for the best way to masturbate him was while her fingers studied his body timidly... really surprising and pleasant. He couldn't avoid to smile and to feel how his cheeks, the same as his body, continued exciting, and more when she slipped her fingertips gently for the tip. A deep sigh told to the Princess that was doing the correct thing in spite of not knowing what to make exactly: Zelgadiss was cynic but non hypocrite; he wouldn't deceive her on his feelings and sensations in that moment. Pleased with that idea, she lay down between his legs and thought that the best thing would be to follow her own instincts and desires; she closed the hand and  began with her task while she replaced other areas with the other hand up to where it could. 

            Multiple ideas and sensations invaded the Princess's mind: on one hand she was astonished of herself but also she felt so good to liberate her emotions and moral fatigue in that way, and on the other hand she felt that was enjoying seeing the sorcerer in that situation... he was at her mercy; Ameria only had to see what the work of her hand was doing him for moments and to listen the rhythm of his more and more deep and quick breath, although she wasn't really sure of the technique to continue. So, when he reached the biggest point, she had a new impulse, and without thinking what to do (although she had matured, still continued having her sudden impulses) she puckered the lips and kissed his member gently. Zelgadiss shivered once again because the surprise and the discharge that Amelia's act produced him, and instinctively he pressed the fists; the Princess lifted the view for a moment and could see his eyes shine almost of red for the light and the expression of his face: that encouraged her, and without knowing exactly how to react, she repeated the process until gobbling his sex completely in her mouth.

Both they felt it: Zelgadiss felt how his sex entered in her mouth and she caressed it the same way that she kissed him passionately; the work of her lips and tongue was the same one, he could recognize it and he was surprised a little when seeing that her mouth and his own glans worked equally... but with different results. The sorcerer groaned in an audible way and pressed the fists again. Amelia also felt it. It wasn't exactly like kissing his mouth but very similar... it was HIM after all; but his sex tasted different: latent, warm, much more physical and especially like him.

            Zelgadiss struggled; he wanted to close the eyes and to concentrate on feeling all that she caused in his body, but he also wanted to contemplate her and to see how she "kissed him" in that particular Amelia also thought this way, since where she was and with the little light that there was in the atmosphere, her vision was quite limited, and the sensation that she had in her mouth pleased her while her hands traveled the rest of her lover's body; the Princess felt a growing tickling in her own body and especially in her naked breasts. Finally he ended up to close the eyes and to grab a handful of sheets: he wanted to caress her and to respond to what she was making him experience, but he feared to be surpassed and to hurt her when pressed his fists carelessly. Amelia also closed her eyes during some instants, concentrating on feeling him through her hands and mouth without knowing exactly how to counteract to her own body, but the inexperience was imposed suddenly and without noticing, it was escaped; when being she liberates she saw how excited was Zelgadiss and he opened the eyes wondering what just happened. The Princess looked him surprised and anxious and quickly she leaned toward before to reach her objective and, in this way to, repair her fault; so her breasts slipped gently for the internal face of the thighs of the magician's legs and her nipples touched his groins, she sighed before that touch but she took his sex again. However a new idea arose in her mind and she allowed to take for the passion again...

            Zelgadiss' eyes opened up thoroughly when seeing something more than neither he waited: Amelia incorporated lightly on him and she looked at him smiling while picked up her breasts gently and with them, she hugged his sex. The magician shivered, that wasn't like feeling the hugs of her hands or the kiss of her mouth: it was warm, soft and very, very sensual. He was happy of being able to see it and he smiled cynic and cheerful for it. Amelia sighed when feeling this way him, she thought that it was what her breasts had claimed her when seeing her lover, to feel him in that way; but she should kiss him, so she inclined the head down and globed only the extreme. Zelgadiss exhaled a strong sigh and he began to wheeze groaning aloud; different sensations traveled his body and especially his center: his whole body was under the influence of the multiple caresses and kisses that Amelia had given him; his penis was wrapped up and caressed with growing insistence by the tempting breasts of a Princess... his Princess, and his glans was kissed with insistence by his same beloved Princess's mouth.

Amelia felt how the whole body of Zelgadiss beat through that or, ar, and she knew - by the sensation that he transmitted and for his constant wheezes, groans and the involuntary movement of his hip - that he was really enjoying it and that in a few time the end was near. It was strange the expression of the magician's face in that moment, his eyes shone and his cheeks were blushed by the excitement that they experienced in that moment; but on the other hand, his half-open mouth, his tight fists and his deep pleasant wheezes remembered to when she had seen him fight with all his forces... but in fact the reason was quite different now. 

            Finally his back curved almost with violence, he tightened his fists with even more force, exhaled a strong sigh and before Amelia had time to notice, her mouth was filled with a liquid. Her cheeks were tinted more when noticing that Zelgadiss had reached the climax and she felt the consequences when savoring something acre and salted in her own mouth; one could say that that flavor wasn't the most pleasant in the world, but during the seconds that that lasted, she didn't stop... the Princess never stopped until she reached the end of her objectives, and also, in that moment although he would stain her disagreeably, she didn't care it; in fact, Amelia was glad for that sensation.

           When everything finished Zelgadiss relaxed himself almost with the same speed with which surprised Amelia, and his body lay wearily on the bed. After a few time he noticed that he was tremendously tired, almost like when he had run an entire night loading Lina; in that occasion he was still a chimera, but a whole night running and loading with somebody wasn't an indifferent fact... although what Amelia had done in his body was much more pleasant that to run loading Lina: without any doubt. But he wasn't only tired, he was also very relaxed, and he felt like if he had liberated a great weight or relieved many things that he took in his interior. Then the sorcerer went toward Amelia who was still seated between his legs, and he looked at her... For Cephid sake!: Zel owed her all that had just experienced, but when seeing the Princess there sitting awaiting an answer, he felt very bad; on one hand for physical reasons (he was too tired and stunned by his own orgasm so he didn't want to desire to see naked Amelia again); and the most important thing... he had stained her, she had been dir dirtied by him, by him... to a pure youth that had never done something like that for anybody and although he couldn't see the scene cleary due to the faint candles's light, Zelgadiss was sure that her mouth, chin and breasts were spotted.  

He had stained her... 

But She had wanted that... 

Because She wanted Him although he had been a murderous monster. 

...And that was the most wonderful dream that he could have.


            "Amelia..." he murmured wearily. She came closer and the sorcerer raised a hand to take her cheek 

            "You don't have any idea about you just done to me..." 

She looked him confused. 

            "Do you think...?" she asked doubtful

            " I think that I know it... "
Zelgadiss smiled: he wasn't sure of if she was joking or if she had not realized what he meant to because her pure innocencnywanyway the magician adored her and now he had a reason more to do it. 

He incorporated a little more envelope the elbows and began to feel that he recovered of the fatigue; so he smiled with roguery.  

            " It's true... And I think that it is not fair"  he began to say and she returned him interrogatively the look 

            "You have wanted this for me... and I won't remain indifferent"  he explained with certain malice. 

            "What do you mean...?" she asked even confused 

            " Tonight, when I escaped from the sect's den, I didn't spect something like this" he explained with a half smile and genuinely surprised -" But I'm happy.. and I'll achieve you to be happy also."

            Then Amelia realized what Zelgadiss meant to say and she blushed; the magician had a very personal way of joking with the other ones and that was an amusing element of their relation. Amelia knew that Zelgadiss that type of jokes was only allowed with those to who had in esteem... and if he was able to joke with her in a situation like that, he really loved her passionately. But he didn't give her enough time to continue thinking: suddenly the sorcerer rased on his own knees and he took her for a shoulder, he looked directly to her eyes in a penetrating way and then he caressed Amelia's cheek until he come to her lips, for where he passed the yolks of his fingers - now soft and tender - and caressed them very smoothly, until finally he kissed her gently.

The kiss was soft but little by little Amelia noticed that it become in passionate; it was almost imperious, like all that he do, putting all his zeal in achieving his objectives. In that point both looked like each other: both, once they had a purpose, for unreachable that seems, they gave all their forces in getting it; although she do it because she was very obstinate and he because he was very obsessive, it was undeniable the great sense of the duty and the professionalism that both possessed. Amelia knew it, Zelgadiss wanted to experience her all that he had felt. And she had the sensation that the sorcerer knew very well how to achieve it.

            Zelgadiss sat on the bed and forced her to lean on his knee, or rather she was allowed to take for his soft push; then he forced her to open up even more the mouth and he deepened with his tongue: her mount tasted as sweet as she was... but also tasted as him; she had taken him and now he noticed the results. Without a doubt Amelia thought that it was Unfair that he doesn't have the same tats, but Zelgadiss would change this fact. The Princess felt more and more flooded; her lover had kissed her many times with his tongue, but never in this way, and she had the sensation that was totally to his grace for what he wanted to do. But not, it wasn't exactly in this way. Both were a good team in the fight and in the politics; so, Why wouldn't they be in the love if they concentrated well? Step by step the sorcerer traveled Princess's mouth and then he left it and went to her cheek, to her chin, her ears, her lids...

            Amelia noticed that besides kissing her he seemed to want to clean her upr of the mess that had done her; and at the same time he traveled her body with his hands: arms, waist, hip... but without touching her breasts, not now. Zelgadiss caressed her neck while narrowed her in his arms, she loved that hug of him, that sensation was identical to every time in that he had protected or helped her, but now without hiding his true feelings or his anxiety. In that moment Amelia knew what was all that sought to do Zelgadiss and she was surprised by not having the will neither the streight to refuse, especially because she had to take some time until the magician allowed her to arrive to her final objective: she was too much flooded by him perhaps... or maybe Zelgadiss was distrustful almost by nature and Amelia wasn't it, and for that reason she knew that first she should win his trust to continue.

            "Uuuh.. Zel..." she murmured blushing. 

            " Yes...?" he still asked with the lips in the base of her neck. 

            " I... I like that..."

He raised the view lightly. 

            " Do you like me to catch this way you?"

            " Yes... "

            " You'll like more... "

She smiled and noticed that her breasts became sensitive once again, and her skin was fragile and bristled because of the skilled exchange of strong caresses with other very soft ones; he moved with firmness and tranquility, but at the same time he done it with the enthusiasm and perseverance that he had in all his acts. Then the sorcerer reclined her on the bed in the same position in which he had been before, his arms wrapped her and he kissed Amelia while caressed with the lips, league and nose from her ear until the base of the neck and the clavicle. Amelia noticed that her breasts almost rested on the magician's shoulders; so, he rotated the head unexpectedly, and licked smoothly along her breast while he kissed it and the Princess arched the back with a sigh in answer to his acts. Zelgadiss contemplated pleased the effect of the maneuver of both and he relaxed his hug a little to leave space to his following movement. The sorcerer kissed her breastbone and began to nuzz among her breasts, first gently and then with more and more insistence.  


            Zel liked that, he liked to feel how her breasts caressed his cheeks while he studied them using his mouth and nose... they were so warm and soft. The magician blushed for effect of the situation and he noticed that he was getting excited again; during a moment he wanted to be able to take her if she continued this way but he knew that she wouldn't be able to confront a situation like that, and the sorcerer had told her that he would return her the favor. So, he just had to continue and to enjoy every second. Amelia was lost in a lot of feelings and sensations that he caused him; it was very pleasant to be surrounded by his arms and how her breasts rocked themselves with his cheeks and her nipples were caressed by the magician's whirled hair; the Princess arched the back and closed the eyes leaving to take. Then Zelgadiss loosed his hug and  - feeling more lively - he  picked up her breasts with the hands to join them and to caress them more shamelessly, delighting with the tact and the vision that these they offered him. Amelia blushed, she didn't think that Zelgadiss was able to tempt her in that way and with that speed; and without being able to be repressed she raised her feet and closed the legs around magician's waist hooking her hocks after his back.

            Zelgadiss smiled with certain malice when realizing what she had done for not allowing him to escape, he raised a hand and began to caress her cheek. Then the sorcerer leaned himself and kissed her breasts with his tongue while licked smoothly the left nipple. Amelia gave a jump and she opened the eyes: that was what her body had been requesting her before minutes, but she wasn't still prepared to feel something like that. 

            " Uuh... Zel..." she murmured. 
The magician raised the view and he smiled her with his usual malice-expression. 

            "Yes...?"

            "I..." she hesitated 

            "Please, go on..."

            " Always..." he answered and returned to slide his tongue by her nipple, this time with more insistence while with the other hand he began to knead other Princess's breast.

Amelia felt another shake and she arched more the back fighting with herself to feel totally lost in the sensations that the sorcerer produced in her body and the pleasure that these took implicit. The priestess lowered the view and, with certain astonishment, she observed the decision with which Zelgadiss operated while her own breath began to become agitated and her heart beat with more force; it was strange and surprising the security with which Zelgadiss acted. Of course that he wasn't as good as she had believed at first time when seeing how the sorcer ignored or seemed lost in any sex topic. No, he wasn't so ignorant in that, he was just frank in couple's topics, and she said that perhaps this was better.   

            Then, unexpectedly or maybe moved by that idea, she stoped him with a hand and he looked her surprised... Was that too abrupt for her? Things like that had always faced them: she was too benevolent and he was too cruel, to eyes of each one. However Amelia looked him with a mixture of love and desire.

            "Zel... You like them, Don't you?"

            "What...?" he asked without understanding 

            " You like big breasts, Don't you?" Amelia asked blushing a little more 

Zelgadiss opened the eyes astonished by that question... he didn't really know how to respond without offending her. 

            " You are not as Gaury who is always talking about the size of Lina's breasts..." Amelia explained when seeing that he was confused - "You act as if you didn't care that... but now I know that you like girls with big breasts."

The expression of Zelgadiss passed by several states of astonishment and perplexity: Was Amelia joking or had he really induced her to think that for his own acts? Cephid!: she was right and he didn't know how said it. Then he began to laugh, amusing by her question and she looked him awaiting an answer, a little bothersome for his laugh. 

            " Yes... I like big breasts" he answered with security " ... but only yours, Amelia" finished off 

Amelia smiled with roguery pleased by his clever answer. 

            "So..." the Princess began to say while attracted the magician's face toward her left breast  "Suck them" she ordered

Zelgadiss was surprised by Amelia's little game: definitively she had spent too much time with Lina; it was not characteristic of her to make small tricks to get her objectives. It was annoying that she acts this way, but at the same time it was tremendously sensual... the way in which she had played with him to get that he made what she liked. He closed the eyes, closed with having studied slowness the mouth around the left nipple and began to suck while with the right hand he kneaded the other chest. Now he could say with security: she was delicious, really delicious. 

            Amelia's body shook; electric discharges traveled her and her nipples were totally erect because of the activities of Zelgadiss, for the way that he suckled her breast and caressed the other one, to feel his hug and for the caresses that he lavished her with the free hand. Wonderful... 

Zelgadiss felt that she beat under his hug, for the beats of her heart, the warmth that her body was beginning to reach and for her upset breath.

He was happy with himself to make her happy in that way...

HE was making happy to somebody, to a Princess.. to his beloved Princess.  

But the sorcerer should take that until the end...

Especially because for him that situation was beginning to stop to be "to return her the favor" 

            The magician felt it, he felt how Amelia dove more and more in the sensations that he produced her and how him same reacted when feeling it, for her excitement state and to savor in that way her body, so without really to intend it, he began to roll up her skirt and to look for a form of coming undone of this while caressed those now long legs of the Princess. Amelia realized what sought and she helped with the task, then at the little time the skirt fell after the suggestive collaboration of both.   

            Then Zelgadiss moved away from her breasts and began to spread small kisses to the long and wide of her stomach and belly while with a hand he continued caressing one of his breasts and with the other one he studied the rest of her body; Amelia smiled and extended the legs to leave him bigger movement freedom while she caressed Zelgadiss' whirled hair. Suddenly she felt that he began to caress her pubis and the internal face of her thighs of her legs from the check to groins, then the sorcerer moved away from her and with the hand that had caressed her breasts, he began to strip her of the last garment and he looked her directly to the eyes with a silent petition in them. 

Suddenly the "before magician chimera" seemed to react and extended the hands to caress Amelia's legs until the feet and then to continue for the internal face of her legs; The Princess trembled when feeling the soft touch of his fingers and palms when slipping for her thighs and to force her gently to separate the legs so that he could contemplate her centre; when doing her nest with more clarity Zelgadiss sighed blushing lightly and continued caressing her thighs and groins. And then, he touched her with the palm of his hand. Amelia gave a jump and instinctively she tried to close her legs but the sorcerer stopped her with decision and looked directly to her eyes, as if he tried to control her acts with his look. She blushed and relaxed the extremities... That maybe was not what she wanted?

            He began to notice with more clarity how warm she was and how she beat under his hand, then the magician caressed it deliberately causing that she groaned and he bent over between her legs forcing her to stiller separate them with his habitual decision without she knew what to do exactly. Zelgadiss had seen hesitate to Amelia in several occasions, few in political topics or in the defense of the Justice, but mostly of them were when she faced up something that overflowed her clearly: that's to say, to fight against a Lord of Demons or a hungry and furious Lina... those are perfectly comprehensible things for everybody; so she would know how to confront that situation with security. But now she was also a little lost and for that reason the sorcerer knew that he should make her to trust on him, so he stretched the arms to caress her and he kissed her lips gently. Amelia gave a jump when feeling her soft kiss, the skin was put of hen and she felt how Zelgadiss smiled with certain satisfaction and began to kiss her more deeply; she took the hands to his head and caressed his hair and shoulders separating more her own legs while panted every time with more force. Zelgadiss could begin to notice her biggest excitement.

            The same as in the previous case, he supposed that it would be better to do the things like he knew, that's to say, kissing her to his way so that she could recognize how operated his lips; then Zelgadiss dared to lick her smoothly with the lips to force to that left, and yes, he began to kiss and to lick her center. Amelia gave a jump on the bed and she loosed the hands of the magician's head, pulling up him some hair... the kiss that he had given her was the most tremendous that she had ever felt, and soon the Princess began to discover that she would receive more because Zelgadiss, with his habitual decision and definitive spirit, kissed her, almost he suckled her lips and clitoris with more impulse and passion while he smiled among surprised and proud to see her in that state, being revolved, panting profusely and feeling in his own mouth the consequences of his acts. Now he could say it: Amelia's mouth tasted like him and his own mouth tasted like Amelia.

            " Zel... Zel..." she murmured as if she besought him. 

            The sorcerer listened her and he intensified his passionate kisses as he felt more and more that he also needed something like that; he stretched the hands and kneaded one of her breasts while studied the Princess's body with the other hand. Zelgadiss repeated this action for a while, with results "in crescendo" that were notorious for the wheezes and tension that that beautiful young woman was accumulating. Suddenly Amelia's body shook with violence and collapsed while he felt that her center beat with force and flooded his mouth; he knew that she had reached the end and during those long seconds the sorcerer didn't cease in his acts savoring her in each moment, he was very happy for all that. 

            Finally Amelia fell fatigued with a deep sigh and she loosed her hands of his head while her body languished for the fatigue of the orgasm; Zelgadiss incorporated and instinctively cleaned himself; then he looked her showing his habitual cynic and proud smile. When seeing him Amelia felt a little sad, she preferred him not to think of that as a personal success because it would be better if Zelgadiss saw it as something that had made because he loved her; but the brilliant gray eyes of the magician told her that his smile wasn't everything, he was also moved.

            "So...?"- the smiling sorcerer asked. 

Amelia smiled him back 

            " You don't know how much I love you, Zel..." she answered sweetly even tired. 

            " For this... ?" he asked with roguery but a little surprised. 

            " For this and more things..." and the Princess closed her eyes with a deep sigh.

             For a while Zelgadiss contemplated her quietly by his feet and he crawled on the bed until being located next to her, then the sorcerer picked up her between his arms for the back as he used to do; Amelia sighed pleased by the expression and then she noticed that he neither had remained indifferent during the whole process. Zelgadiss sat down on the bed tossing her on him, she was rotated to tell him something but before has the opportunity he kissed her. 

            "Amelia..."  he murmured in their lips  "I want to continue... if you allow it to me" the sorcered announced.
            "...If I want" she pointed out moving away from him.

            " You know that yes... I'm a swine but not as much as to do that" he answered 
            " You are a bastard... but a good heart one" she answered with sweetness and lowered the view " Zel... I....  I have not cared that you aroused me, but..."

Zelgadiss looked at her largely when understanding of what she was talking: she didn't refuse because she thought that he didn't want her, in fact Amelia was a romantic youth and she wanted the things to the traditional way, and after all, she was virgin... and he neither was sure that she was really prepared to do it; the sorcerer didn't want to force her but after their activities he couldn't remain indifferent.

            So the Princess returned him the look and she dove in his eyes, those gray eyes Zelgadiss had in an almond-shaped way that another time had the lightly ripped pupil, as when he was roused between the peal of the magic and the fencing. She saw the eyes of that youth with who so many times had fought to her side and that other so many ones had protected her. No, he wasn't a common man, he wasn't a young prince with who she thought that she would finish marrying some day, he wasn't even a nobleman or a bourgeois from a rich family... Zelgadiss was special, very special, so special for her and all who knew him. And of course, he wasn't a boring ambassador of doubtful moral and interested behavior, although the life perhaps had forced him to act this way in his dark past.   

She knew that she'll hate herself for that reason, but her heart and her body told Amelia something with high clear voice. 
            Amelia couldn't hold back more, she surrounded his neck with one arm and kissed him passionately while she robbed him of the short tunic that still took setting, the last of his garments. Surprised, Zelgadiss opened the eyes and soon he began to return her the kiss; for a while, the sorcerer moved away from the Princess to allow her to undress him with more easiness. 

            "I'll take that as a 'yes'" he commented with roguery 

            "Zel... don't make me to be sorry " she informed him 

The magician looked at her smiling with malice. 

            " You began this, Amelia... and I swear you that I'll make you not to regret it."

Amelia blinked surprised by his vehemence: Zelgadiss never swore for anything, he only done that when he felt to burn his emotions... those that now burned in his look. Also, he was right: she had begun everything. But in that moment the magician's expression changed to serious, and for Amelia's surprise, he began to summon a spell that, for more surprise still, he seemed to apply it to his own sex.

            " What... what are you doing?" she asked while he murmured the sorcery. 

            " It's a spell that Rezo taught me when I served him " he calmly explained and she looked him without understanding

            " It´s avoid to leave pregnant to a woman. When I was chimera, I didn't use it because I couldn't have children, but now I'm human and I need it "

Amelia was lightly openmouthed, she didn't wait that answer and neither she was accustomed to hear Zelgadiss talk with that tranquility about the nature of his body along his life; but he was right and Amelia felt nervous for that: It was still soon so that both were parents, the situation was too delicate between them and Seillon's Crown.


            When he finished (and before she noticed), he had sat down her on his lap as if has not passed anything; Amelia rode on his legs and now both wrapped up in a warm hug again. The Princess inclined the head back and he took her lips every time with more passion; then she noticed that he picked up her cheek with a hand and with the other one he caressed her stomach, Amelia closed the eyes and bowed back an arm to caress his nape, intertwining the fingers with Zelgadiss' purple black hair and leaning back against the magician's naked chest. He sighed in the kiss as he felt how she rode in his lap, then the sorcerer separated even more the legs and made that she do the same thing; Zel abandoned her mouth, licked her earlobe and then he concentrated on her neck while he delighted feeling Amelia's sensitive skin under his lips; she tossed her head back being able to support the nape in his shoulder and she shivered when she felt again that he, after robbing her of the corset that wore still, concentrated on stimulating her caressing her breasts with a hand  and with other the internal face of her legs. Yes, now she began to be sure that she still wanted more, she needed something more, and Zelgadiss could check Amelia's state, because she reached a hand among the legs of both and caressed his sex to surround him with the same hand.

He gave a jump and concentrated on feeling her even more. 
Amelia caressed him noticing that she stimulated him more and more without to feel any rake of the spell that he had been applied himself before; while he responded him kneading her breasts with more insistence and caressing the rest of her body; Amelia felt that she needed him. 
            " Zel...." she murmured with a long sigh. He didn't respond, He just caressed her sex with his other hand while smiled in her skin.  

            Amelia groaned again and her member directed toward her objective before the surprise of Zelgadiss for her impatience... although in fact Amelia was impatient only with what interested her. 

            "Came on, 'Dark Warrior'..."- she exclaimed leaving Zelgadiss suddenly totally hallucinated by her order... and he was also bother. 

            " Don't call me that!" He stopped her gravely separating his mouth of her throat and neck "I do not like it."

Amelia realized her mistake and quickly she tried to correct it, in the bottom she knew what was what he wanted to hear. 

            " Yes, it's true,' Strange Swordsman'..." she told him surprising him again "Show me the good swordsman that you are..."
This time the sorcerer (or swordsman) was astonished by her demand, and at the same time, pleasurably pleased for how she had called and demanded him, but also a little annoying: he knew very well that Amelia hated swords, she really hated them, but she had been expressed in that way because she knew that that' ll like him... that'll excite him.
For Cephid' Sake!, How beautiful and wretch was at the same time!  He didn't wait more: the sorcerer raised the hip toward before and caressed her centre causing she groaned pleased, then he relaxed his hug and began to take her slowly while she guided him gently but with trembling pulse. 

            At first that sensation was strange and very pleasant, however when reaching certain point she noticed that something was torn inside her , and that rupture was painful. Amelia groaned, this time of pain, and Zelgadiss, knowing what happened and surprising her, murmured sweet words to her ears to encourage and to tranquilize her, while he intensified soft caresses along her body; that wouldn't be endless but she could face it. Amelia was surprised by Zelgadiss', she never hoped he tried to palliate her pain in that way, just pronouncing that kind of words to her ears; it was more logical in him to try to pronounce a Recovery Spell, but in the state in that they were that was difficult. However his words were not enough and Amelia pressed her teeth still lost in that pain and by the effect of Zel's caresses. After a while, she began to notice that she could deal with it:  Had not she dealt Lina's beatings?; Had not she dealt the falls that she suffered every time that jumped in defense of the Justice? (at least lately she had corrected that terrible mistake)... Or worse: Had not she dealt Seigram hurt her almost causing her death and Phibrizo killed her strangling with his powerful magic when breaking one of those small yellow balls??  

            No, definitively that list of pains was much stronger that the one that she was suffering right now. Then the Princess was flooded another time by the pleasant sensations that Zelgadiss took place in her, so  she arched the back and anchored the ankles behind of the magician's buttocks. Zelgadiss opened his eyes surprised by the maneuver, but quickly that encouraged him and he continued pushing until she gobbled him completely exhaling a deep sigh.

            The sorcerer waited to she got used to feel him inside herself and he began to rock his pelvis gently while he continued wrapping the Princess with his caresses and kisses in the nape and neck; on the other hand she tried to match the movements from her couple to the time in that returned him the caresses and stimulated him with a hand. Zelgadiss smiled intensifying his pushes, she wrapped him, gobbled him and the loosed him while she rode on his hips: Amelia was really his and that was something that he could feel completely and every time he enjoyed more and more. Amelia, on the other hand, although she savored each one of Zel's thrusts, didn't have the same sensation because of the posture; for her it was more pleasant the fact of being surrounded in that way by his arms while his hands traveled all her body and he studied his shoulders, nape, ears and neck with the mouth. Definitively the magician's breathing was much rougher and deeper that that of the princess; So Zelgadiss knew that he could reach the end before her. That was something that he couldn't allow: it wasn't fair (and never rather) that he only obtains benefit and she were beginning to give samples of that.

            " Be quiet, my Princess..."he murmured in her ear -" I don't only know how to manage the sword..." 

Amelia opened her eyes confused: What was he telling her?

Then he knew it: Zelgadiss lengthened a hand until her centre and began to stimulate her while with the other one the sorcerer caressed her breasts in the same way; quickly she began to feel the consequences of his acts and panted with more force. Zelgadiss was also pleased by what he felt but he was much more excited than her, so without knowing exactly how to do it, he decided to alternate rhythms to prolong the experience to she also has the same opportunity; little by little he began to get it, she arched the back and supported the nape in his shoulder. Then he accelerated the rhythm again and both matched their pushes handily (without to doubt that they were very well understood for everything that they made together); the rhythms of the breathing were also intensified and Zelgadiss nailed his teeth smoothly in Amelia's shoulder when feeling near the end.

            Zelgadiss knew that in spite of his efforts, he would reach the end before her, but if it was this way, the best thing would be to try her to also finish reaching it by him: that wasn't a career, that was a physical experience to share their feelings, and if they were so well understood for other things, the physical dialogue that they shared now should be similar of effective. But now what he felt was to beat his body through her; his hands felt the definition of her legs, hips and breasts, and her silky black hair caressed Zel's face. He couldn't prolong it anymore and before realizing, he took with both hands the Princess's breasts while he her shoulder smoothly when reaching the climax in a deep sigh.

Amelia felt him, in spite of the spell she felt how he emptied himself inside herself; but in fact for effect of that same spell, she also felt that was emptied with a soft tingling sensation. The Princess felt the pressure of his teeth in her shoulder, painful and pleasant at the same time; and also their resolved hands taking their chests eagerly, as if in some way with everything he wanted to demonstrate her to he was making her own.  

Did he see Amelia like a possession?  
           It might be, but his whole acts made her to be valued and possessed spiritually and physically, and before surrendering, her whoody ody was tightened arching the back with violence while she beat to inclination and around him, remaining this way both during long seconds. 

Finally both fainted.

           Zelgadiss relaxed his hug notably because he was exhausted and very relaxed at the same time, he closed the eyes with a deep sigh and left out her gently fearing to hurt her; when making it Amelia sighed being disassembled of his lap and becoming toward him. The sorcerer looked at her confused and tired without knowing what to do: on one hand he felt again nicely full and relaxed, having the necessity to be alone during a while without physical contacts to recover after the one that he had had... but on the other, as he saw the look that she lavished him, he knew that it had been very important for Amelia, she had lost her virginity with him and that was something that she had in mind, mainly in that moment. He'd harm her if his cruel selfishness made ignore her although he had the physical necessity of to be in loneliness: The sorcerer had already hurt her other times in the past just for thinking of himself and he didn't want to repeat it once again; that was what told him his wakened up moral.

            "Amelia..." he murmured the Princess wearily. She looked at him turned toward before with the hands supported in the mattress, and raised her view with her eyes filled of contradictions "Come here... 

And saying this, he surrounded her with an arm and threw her on the mattress crawling with him without her opposes. 

            Amelia closed her eyes and sighed collapsing to head in his naked chest deeply; in fact, she realized that that was what she wanted in that moment and she was very surprised thinking about how Zelgadiss had known it with such security, how he knew that she wanted to be hugged after having ended up, if truly he was so together to her that he knew which were her desires. But if he was this way, perhaps it had been worthwhile that happened by something more than the physical and moral necessity to be discharged of a hard week. 

            "Thank you, my Princess..."  he murmured in her hair in serious tone but full with simplicity. 

            " Zel..." she responded as gratefulness, then she trembled lightly "I'm cold..."

Zelgadiss blinked surprised by her last sentence, and then he smiled: she was right, although both were hugged they were completely naked in a room of a cold and alone house. He smiled smoothly and understandingly and covered their naked bodies with a blanket of the bed. 

            " Zel... I..." Amelia kept saying when both were covered " I also wanna thank you"- she answered with soft voice and hugged even more to him as if she wanted to take refuge in Zel's arms. The sorcerer sighed. Although he was tired it wasn't something so annoying to feel her between his arms after ending up.


In spite of the edginess that she felt for the novelty of her acts, Amelia seemed to be beginning to fall asleep, or at least that was what her rhythmic and soft breathing said, because under the blankets and to the faint light of the candles it wasn't distinguished a different thing; but on the other hand Zelgadiss' mind was very confused as a long list of thoughts crossed his mind without allowing him to rest as calm as the Princess did. The sorcerer lowered his view and looked the Princess of Seillon to doze between his arms... Cephid! It was so incredible... He was there, at midnight, in a room of a building of the Seillon Palace after having lain with the Princess of Seillon herself!  And the most surprising thing was that he had never thought that his meeting with Amelia, after that night he had run away from the Cult of Bewitching, it would be something like that... He had made love with the Princess of Seillon!

Also, he had to admit that he had liked it, because he loved and wanted her and because she was affectionate and daring, a combination that had surprised him and pleased him completely. Every time that the sorcerer thought of that happened he got even more astonished: it's true that they both were a couple although he had never been considered capable of something like that, and that now he lived in the Court (or something else...), but every time that he realize in his past lifestyle he become more surprised when he found how it had ended up. Perhaps to have sex with a woman wasn't something as special to him as the fact of having had it WITH the Princess of Seillon and ONLY because he loved her.  

That was something very superior to what he aspired in the life although Rezo didn't transform him  in chimera and enslaved him, that's to say, being a human person; so, if his history has been this way, it was completely impossible that something like that happened.

            Although it was surprising, perhaps once in his life he had finished being lucky on something...

Maybe Cephid had not abandoned him, perhaps The Dragon God decided to compensate him for his acts forced by Ruby Eye and to have fought against the Mazoku so many times. 

Maybe he was also entitled to the happiness... 

Perhaps he had achieved happiness for that youth with who had already shared other many things... 

But he still had a doubt in mind. 

            " Amelia"- the sorcer said gently but in serious tone. 

The Princess revolved herself smoothly between his arms and raised the view to look to his eyes.

            " I wanna ask you something" his tone voice seemed serious. 

Amelia looked him fearful; What would he ask her? In that moment she was not very sure and she couldn't explain what had happened, even to herself. 

            " Zel... I... If you want to ask me something about what we have made, I..." she began to say, lowering her view smoothly. 

            " No, it isn't"- the magician answered with security being able to attract more the Princess's attention

            " I don't regret to have made love with you" he explained seriously.

            " It's something that I wanted to do when the right moment cames, because of that I've been afraid up to now" Amelia looked at him surprised by his declaration: he wanted and desire her, but he never forced her because she didn't allow it " And neither I want to wonder if you are sorry for it...

She blinked confused. 

            " What do you mean...?"

            " I know you..." he answered closing the eyes" You've been senseless in many things when you faced what you considered 'Bad' or 'Injustice'. But never with the decisions of your life... You have fought for your father, for your sister and for your family and also for all us and for yourself to continue ahead, so I know very well that I cannot tell you what's the best thing you should do. If you have surrendered to my, that's something that you felt you had to do "  Zelgadiss looked at her eyes  "What I want to ask is... If you would have made it although I wasn't human as now"

            " Wha... What...!?"  

            "Would you have made love with me if now I'd still being a chimera?" he asked without hesitation. 

Amelia's eyes widened thoroughly at such a question like that, completely confused. She realize that to be a chimera was for Zelgadiss the most horrible thing that had happened him during any incredibly long years because, for him that was synonymous of slavery toward the demons, of the humanity's loss and of the scorn of all. But she also knew that he had noticed (effoeffortlessly) that for her and the rest of the group he was a person with noble heart, without caring how he was physically. But she didn't underd hid him...  

            "Why do you ask me now that?"  the Princess exclaimed confused  "You know that I've always liked you as you are... and I never cared your aspect."

            " Answer my question "- the magician just limited to say ignoring Amelia's words. 

Amelia, although she was confused by what he had said, moved away physically and mentally from him thinking an answer to his question, something that was very difficult because now she wasn't as sure as the sorcerer-swordsman said. In fact, she couldn't think in both as a couple when he was chimera; the image of the travels with Lina, Gaury... and Martina, Xeross or Firia with she and Zel (as a couple) was remotely impossible, and even quite uncomfortable for Lina, because the redheaded sorceress would see that both didn't deny their feelings as she made with Gaury. But that question was also very p precipitate becaundeendeed during those trips and adventures together, they both began to be known... and to fall in love. But the question of Zelgadiss seemed to refer exclusively to his damned body and not to the years that he lived damned as the person that Amelia tolerated and loved. The Princess thought the answer should be very important for him and she believed that the best thing would be to be honest. 


            " Zelgadiss, for me you have always been a man, being human or chimera... I don't believe that we finishes as a couple during some of our trips, I cannot imagine both in that situation traveling with Lina" Amelia was a little funny by that possibility  "But my answer is that I have always loved you for what you are and I'd not care your body"

            " So?"- he asked opening the eyes. 

            " Yes, I'd have made love to you although you was chimera "

Zelgadiss shivered, he was atonish by the integrity of Amelia's answer and for its meaning. 

            " Do you have any idea of what you just say?" - he exclaimed. 

She looked him without understanding. 

            "I'd have destroyed you, Do you know that?" 

            "What...?" she exclaimed surprised 

Zelgadiss sighed with sadness. 

            " I know very well that you have always respected me whatever I was..." he explained bending over the head -

            "But I wanted to know if in the past, or even now, if I wasn't still completely human, you would also have wanted this foth.oth. That means so much for me...." then the sorcerer raised his view and looked at her seriously - "Although I'd never have allowed it to you, because I'd have destroyed you and that's something that I'd not never forgive myself "

            " To destroy me... " she exclaimed in low voice. He agreed. 

            " Although for you I was not ugly, my body stone was much stronger than a normal human. In that situation it's preferable that you don't think of what could happen to you"

ia lia looked him with brilliant eyes when noticing of the topic. 

            " Are you so... sure?" she asked -" Do you think that would happen?" 

            " Yes"- he answered without doubts. 

Amelia didn't know what to say. 

            Zelgadiss looked away of her view and he retired to a pensive silence while Amelia began to understand the reason of the sorcerer's question: for the sorcer was very important not only know how much she loved him, also if he had been or not human among all this years as a chimera; but at the same time the Princess was astonished by the security with which he had spoken. 

            "Don't think more of it, Amelia..." - he said guessing what she was thinking

            " It's just something that is there and fortunately never happened"- Zel explained while narrowed her with a hug  "Please, sleep if you want... Tomorrow we'll have a hard day."

            Amelia was too tired and confused and she couldn't think peacefully of all that Zelgadiss had just told her, so she preferred to ignore those whirled thoughts and to be tranquilized with his words, finally she calmed down with the sleep while supported the cheek on the sorcerer's thorax. After a few minutes the Princess fell asleep and, surprisingly, she didn't speak in dreams like she used to do.  
 On the other hand Zelgadiss, in spite of the sweet and sour flavor of Amelia's answer, was happy for that happened and he thought that, remembering how hard and dark had been his own life, perhaps the things with Amelia had happened in the best way possible.   

            Finally the sorcerer fell asleep while a last thought - something that she didn't let him to say when they met that night - marauded his mind.

*Notes:

 
                Well, it finishes this way my first fic of these characteristics. In really, the story was longer and had a second part at first, but later I thought that that would be unnecessary for what I wanted to tell, so I left it here. 
                On the other hand, although this is a story with having sought argument, I have included some details of my own opinion: I don't have (and I don't believe that it exists) official information of this type of situations among the Slayers' characters, so all that I have written is based on what I have seen, read and I know; especially in the case of Zel who can seem a little goody in the anime although he isn't in novels, where it seems even that he's experienced. But that is not official, so I have decided to leave that point in an ambiguous way because I have many reasons favor and against to believe it. 

Ok, this's all. I hope that you liked. 

Ameban-Isabel M.

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