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Part One: Vergüenza
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Filia jerked her face from his hand, she felt her chest tighten and found that she could not breathe. She shuddered once, twice, and then stilled.
Valgaav leaned back into the throne and steepled his fingers before his lips. He thought for a moment.
Valgaav sighed as he lowered his arms back down to place them against the armrests of the throne. The action caused Filia to start.
"Are you just going to kneel there?" Valgaav finally asked. Filia answered softly on a hick-up,
"No." Valgaav chuckled,
"Then what are you going to do?" Filia tilted her head up at him and looked at him from the corner of her eye,
"Are you going to take your clothes off?" Valgaav's lips twisted at that and he threw his head back laughing hysterically. Filia gazed at him in slight shock and befuddlement as she noticed tears spilling down his cheeks. After a long moment, he managed to control himself and wiped his tears away with the heels of his hands.
He looked at Filia again and almost giggled. She had been watching him the whole time. He smiled ruefully at her,
"I have never been asked to take my clothes off
by a Shrine Maiden before." He tried to contain his chuckle as he gave her a genuine smile. She merely blinked at him blankly. This seemed to anger Valgaav and he hardened once again. His eyes bored into hers,
"Would you like to take my clothes off, Shrine Maiden?"
Filia's eyes practically popped open at that. She opened her mouth as if to utter a sound, but none came. She clamped her jaw shut and averted her eyes to a spot on the dais to the right of her thigh.
"Well?" Valgaav prompted. Filia's face twitched in annoyance,
"Are you so lazy that you cannot do it yourself?" Valgaav smiled at her.
"So, the Golden Ryuzoku Shrine Maiden has claws after all! Very well, I shall disrobe for you," Valgaav said.
Valgaav tore his top from his chest and tossed it to the floor with Filia's clothes. The sound of the rending fabric made Filia look at him. She saw scars that slashed across his chest.
Valgaav stood up from the throne abruptly, causing Filia to jerk back and scoot away from him. He kicked his shoes off and Filia watched
each shoe fly across the room. Her gaze eventually came back to rest on him. Valgaav released the drawstring on his pants and had his hands on the waistband when he noticed Filia staring at him. Valgaav smirked and wiggled his hips saying,
"Like that, do you?" Filia blushed red and turned her face away with a hand hovering close to her eyes. Valgaav let his pants drop and stepped out of them after unwrapping the bindings around his ankles. He put his hand out to Filia and flapped his wings once to draw her attention.
Filia felt the air rush past her and heard the sound his enormous wings created. Filia turned to face him as her abused ribbon fluttered by, unnoticed. She looked at his outstretched hand and then looked him up and down. She noticed that there were scars that covered various parts of his body that matched the ones on his face from cheek to jaw line. Finally, her eyes settled on the thatch of aqua green between his thighs. Filia wrinkled her face in confusion and asked,
"Is that what it is supposed to look like?" Valgaav dropped his hand saying,
"In its unaroused state, yes." Filia's eyes grew wide as she ruminated over his statement. She stuttered,
"But, but - I took off my clothes! You took off yours!" Valgaav twisted his lips once more.
"It is a bit more complicated then that, Shrine Maiden. You see, you have done nothing to arouse
me." Filia gaped at that comment and looked rather insulted. Valgaav offered her his hand once more and said softly,
"Come with me." Filia begrudgingly stretched out her hand towards his and placed it in his open palm. Valgaav's fingers closed around hers and squeezed slightly before he brought her up from her rump. Filia stumbled slightly as she placed herself on her feet. She found it unusual that his hand was warm and his grip was gentle.
Filia began to grow frightened again as Valgaav pulled her forward, towards him. Valgaav slipped his other arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him. Filia blushed red and gripped his hand harder. Her toes just barely touched the floor and still she only came up to his shoulder. He bent his head down and nuzzled her hair and neck as she gasped and flinched away from him and the unfamiliar contact.
Everything went dark unexpectedly as Valgaav wrapped his wings around them both, enclosing Filia in the darkness with him. She heard Valgaav whisper in her ear,
"I like your hair."
End of Chapter Three
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