"I'm not afraid of you Xellos." Zelgadiss said, looking coldly across the room at his lover.

"You should be." The mazoku replied his tone low.

"Why? From what I've seen you aren't that much different from a human."

Xellos shrugged elegantly, his amethyst eyes sparkling, "You haven't seen nearly enough."

"Oh really?" He replied, letting a faint tone of disbelief enter his voice, "I can't see what else you could do."

"And that's why you're not afraid." Xellos replied smugly, "You can't even begin to imagine it."

"You're bluffing." Zelgadiss said arrogantly, though a bit of doubt was now entering his mind. Xellos' mood seemed darkly playful tonight, he wondered if the mazoku had somehow set him up.

"Is that a challenge Zel-chan?" The mazoku replied serenely and Zelgadiss almost scowled, he had been set up. Still, there was no backing out now, he nodded. Xellos smiled with malicious excitement, and his eyes glittered. A moment later, his form began to blur as a dark, swirling cloud appeared around him. Zelgadiss stood uncertainly, this was new to him. In a moment, there was nothing left of Xellos but that dark, cycling wind. It remained stationary for only a brief second, then shot across the room, surrounding Zelgadiss and knocking him backwards. He landed on his back, now at the centre of the wind, but it was not a calm location as the eye of a natural tornado is. Instead, the air tore at him with sharp edges that shredded his clothes and swirled it away from his body. It continued tearing at him, scratching the skin along with the clothes, though it did not cut him. Finally his clothes were reduced to scraps, and those were peeled from him easily, leaving him naked to the dark air. A small shudder ran through his body and he asked uncertainly,

"Xellos? Where are you?" A deep chuckle was his answer, which he both heard and felt. It rang through his ears and rippled in the air around him, like a light caress on his body.

"Nervous Zel-chan? All ready? Now that is disappointing."

Zelgadiss scowled, and stopped his trembling with a force of will. "I'm not scared yet mazoku."

Xellos just laughed again, "You will be." With that, the air around him closed in again, not the sharp, cutting wind of early, but a soft, caressing kind that began at his feet and swirled it's way up his body until it reached the very tips of his hair. Zelgadiss gasped at the contact, and then began to see its purpose. This was a constant caress; the air swirled around him without ending, touching every part of his body in one long, teasing stroke. He was already beginning to heat under the touch, his stone skin becoming sensitised to the force, making each small brush seem harder, though Xellos did not change what he was doing. It was Zelgadiss' own body that was rebelling against him now, screaming for the pleasure of this touch, wanting more and straining to receive it from the unchanging, unending stroke. He could hear himself whimper and tried to stop it, but the sounds escaped him anyway. So soon and he was already loosing control, how did Xellos do that?

Even as he considered that, the feeling changed. Xellos stopped the swirling motion, in the centre of Zelgadiss body, then radiated strokes outward, down each of the chimera's limbs, adding one that trailed slowly up his neck and drew lines on his face. This motion was deliberate, a lover's touch, striking each of Zelgadiss' sensitive spots in rapid succession, all at once. The limitation of only two hands did not exist here, and Xellos made good use of that fact. Zelgadiss cried out in pleasure and surprise, only to feel a concentrated wind against his mouth, like a kiss. The feeling surprised him, but he returned it as best he could. This tendril he could touch. The ones that teased his body were solid where they connected with him, but insubstantial when he tried to grasp them. There was nothing he could do; Xellos would allow him nocontrol. He did what he could with the kiss then, letting his eyes close as he imagined his lover's human face. He could almost believe that Xellos had resumed that form, if not for the caresses that still ignited his entire body. The kiss was long, but Zelgadiss could not pull away to breath. Finally, he gasped against the contact and moaned in surprise. The dark wind tasted of Xellos' breath, and it was intoxicating. He could feel his body relaxing, though he had been determined to fight. His mind clouded against the passion as he forced his mouth tighter against the pressure Xellos applied there.

The air around him rippled again with Xellos' laughter, and then the force of the wind in his mouth changed, slipping in like a lover's tongue. Zelgadiss found himself sucking on the air with a strange desperation as his body began to lean into the phantom touches his lover provided. A strong, steady wave slid itself down the chimera's chest now, all the way down and the back up again, adding itself to the other strokes instead of replacing them. Even as this began, there was a swirling of the air around his nipples, pulling them, sucking and pinching in alternation, drawing more whimpers from his mouth. It was no good, he couldn't resist anymore, and that knowledge did scare him. Xellos had dominated him completely, and even if he had wanted to stop him, there was nothing the chimera could have done. Now, though, he only wanted what Xellos was promising with his erotic touches.

"Xellos, please." He begged finally, giving the mazoku what he wanted, and he could feel the exclamation of success that Xellos let out instead of hear it. A low wind began to swirl around his legs now, drifting up until it tickled his inner thighs, and then surrounded his hard cock, starting at the base, then swirling to the top before returning. Like the first touches, this was continuous, non-stop stimulation that excited but afforded not relief. "Xellos." He whimpered, trying to press himself tighter against that touch, but here again his lover was intangible, drawing out the moment as all his nerves tingled in anticipation. Finally, the touch grew stronger, and drew out into quick strokes that pulled him out of the electric limbo he had been trapped in. His body shuddered as he finally hit climax, his muscles straining with the force, releasing all the tension Xellos had fostered quickly, leaving him limp and spent.

But Xellos did not stop, if anything, he increased his efforts. Now a wave began along his back, running from his shoulder down over his buttocks and back up again, alternating with the one that still ran along his chest. It was then that he realised he was not lying on the bed, or even the ground, Xellos surrounded him completely, there was no part of his body the mazoku couldn't reach. As if to prove that point, another tendril of wind slid in between his but cheek, forcing them apart and teasing the opening to his body. It slipped inside, slender at first, then circling, growing wider as it penetrated, Xellos was stretching him even as he was forcing his way deeper into the chimera. Zelgadiss cried out in disbelief as his exhausted body began to react to his lover's ministrations yet again. It was impossible, he couldn't do that again, but he did, he had no choice. The addition of Xellos' rippling strokes inside him pulled forth yet another climax, drawing it out from his tired body, creating energy that was released almost immediately. When this one passed he could barely think, and so it took him a few moments to realise that Xellos still hadn't stopped. He began to cry out then, alternately begging and cursing his lover, but it brought no change. Xellos forced him to the peak over and over, again and again, until finally he could take it no longer and his mind escaped into blissful unconsciousness.

When he finally awoke, his nerves were still on fire with remembered pleasure, and he was lying on the bed, Xellos beside him having returned to his human form. He was smiling, his gaze full of satisfaction, but Zelgadiss didn't even have the strength to glare at him for it.

"Well Zel-chan?" he asked sweetly. "Do I frighten you now?"

"Yes." Zelgadiss whispered, and it was true Xellos did frighten him, but along with that fear was an incredible excitement. Looking at his gloating lover he asked, "Can we do that again?"

"Now?" Xellos said, looking surprised for the first time that night.

"Gods no!" Zelgadiss choked, "Later, when I've recovered, in a year maybe."

Xellos chuckled again, running his hand along Zelgadiss' chest and earning a whimper from the chimera. "I don't think I want to wait a whole year, but I will wait a while. After all, I wouldn't want to break you."

Zelgadiss groaned closing his eyes again as his mind and body both protested his conscious state. The promise was both enticing and alarming, but that was Xellos, it was expected. Unfortunately so were the teasing strokes the mazoku applied to his body that prevented him from getting any sleep for a very long time, by the time Zelgadiss did manage to drift of he was so exhausted he wondered if he would wake up before the week was out.