Bad Dreams

Author: Purin-Chan Title: Bad Dreams

Bad Dreams

Lina opened her eyes. Nothingness stretched out before her. She was alone…or at least, she thought she was. Why was she here?--and what was she doing just before now? Then it dawned on her.

“Is this a dream?”

“Yes.”

She whirled around to find Xelloss standing there. She felt uncomfortable beneath that unkind, aggressive look in his eyes. She wasn’t sure what he was up to, but she didn’t feel like she wanted to be part of it. She glanced around for a way out, but unfortunately every direction looked the same. She was stuck in an endless labyrinth that stretched as far as the eye could see.

He took a step forward; she took a step back. He licked his lips as he grinned; she pressed hers tightly together in a blank expression. He took another step forward; she…was suddenly pinned in place. Alarmed by the sudden awareness that she could not move, she glared at Xelloss and demanded an explanation. “What have you done to me?” she asked.

“Nothing,” he answered, bearing a wicked grin on his face. “You have done this to yourself,” he continued. “It is your dream, after all.”

She stiffened as he took her hands into his, caressing and massaging each one. She found that she still could not move even when she tried to pull her hands away from him, and she stood helplessly as he kissed her sensitive palms, filling her with unease. She couldn’t tell what it was, but sharp pangs surged through her body in response to each brush of his lips against her soft skin. She could not explain the strange sensation she felt when he sucked and nipped at her skin, but she wished he would stop.

Then he shot her an intense look, and she shivered. He grinned, then kissed up her arm to her neck, where he planted warm, lengthy kisses, along with puffs of hot breath. She wanted to scream, but her breath caught in her throat as her eyelids suddenly became heavier.

Then her eyes shot open again. His hands were roaming about her body--an action that she sincerely knew that she should have despised and beaten him for. Instead, she found herself once again unable to move, and more strange sensations surged through her body as he kissed down the center of her swelling bosom. She could feel her breathing becoming more difficult with each intake of air—she wouldn’t last much longer at this rate…

The spell momentarily lost its grip on her, and she managed to offer a small cry of protest before she was rendered, once again, mute. He smiled amusedly and shook a finger at her. “Now now, Lina-san. Good girls should just be obedient.”

He took her hands behind her back, and this time wrapped a black cloth around them to tie them together. “There,” he said. “That should keep you from struggling.”

Lina shuddered as he ran a finger down her spine. “W-what are you doing?” she gasped as he slipped his hands up the front of her shirt, popping one button at a time as his hand came back down. He pinched her teasingly, chuckling a bit when he heard her sharp intake of breath, and then slid his hand down her abdomen.

She remained silent when his hand slipped down between her legs, feeling the smooth skin on the insides of her thighs. Something strange was building up in her chest, and every touch amplified the waves traveling through her body. She felt strangely hot, but what was stranger than that was that she found herself wanting more. More of what, she wondered, a look of concern appearing on her face.

She gasped as he ran his finger along the outer lip of her private area. After a few quick, short gasps, she began to moan quietly as he rubbed her, teasing gently. She felt really embarrassed, but she could do nothing to hide her blush with her hands tied behind her back. Oh what she would have done if only her hands were free…

“Ah!” she cried as he moved past the first layer to the second. Her breathing pattern synchronized with the rhythm of his motions, and she soon found herself swaying her hips in time as well.

“Do you like it?” he whispered into her ear, a feeling that made her shiver. She held her breath as she dropped her head and shook her head, stubbornly refusing her obvious reactions to his touch. He grinned. “Well let’s see if we can make you more comfortable, then…”

She moaned as he slipped a finger on up inside of her, slowly pulled out, and thrust back into her. He repeated this motion, sending intervals of small, incomplete pleasures that alternated with anticipation. But Lina was getting impatient. Since she couldn’t do anything with her hands, she’d just have to make do with what was available.

Xelloss found himself on the receiving end of anticipation when Lina suddenly pressed against his crotch, rubbing herself against it in time with the movements of his finger. He paused momentarily to recollect his wits that were suddenly cracked by her clever move. He grinned; this was certainly getting interesting.

He pulled his finger out of her and turned her face to him, meeting her lips with a feverish kiss. Lina felt suffocated by his kiss, an ends that she knew he had been going for. To get back at him, she brushed her knee against his manhood, eliciting a small hiss out of Xelloss, and a look of shock. She grinned, then licked her lips.

He slowly closed his eyes again. Oh, she was going to get it now. He swept her off her feet and onto the ground, where he immediately began to slash away at her clothes. Her entire face flushed beet red as she tried to resist the humiliation, but he held her fast as he stripped her to the nude.

When he paused to look over his handiwork, he actually found himself somewhat enchanted by her naked body. She was actually very attractive—she had curves in the right places, and her body was extremely proportionate. Nothing looked out of place or awkward—he would even go so far as saying she had the perfect body. But what he enjoyed most out of it was the intense blush that played across Lina’s cheeks as she averted her gaze, trying to ignore him as he had his way with her.

He grinned wickedly and moved in. Lina squeaked when he suddenly took one breast into his hand and the other into his mouth, sucking on it as he ran his tongue across the tip. She could feel it grow more sensitive with each pass, eventually finding it even a bit unbearable. Then, she unintentionally whispered his name: “Xelloss.”

Her voice, combined with the quickened sounds of her breath, was enough to trigger a switch inside of him. He suddenly became more serious; he seemed to be done with teasing. He slipped a finger on up inside of her again, something that caught her off guard. But this time, he immediately went for a spot that would give her pleasure, and as soon as he found it he introduced another finger to that area.

Lina moaned. She wanted so badly to put her arms around him, to squeeze and knead his skin as he felt hers, but she could not as long as her arms were tied behind her back. She cursed him for wisely tying her up and threw her head back as another wave of intense pleasure seared through her body. She was beginning to approach climax.

But then he pulled out of her. She fought to catch her breath as he unclothed himself, watching him with her lips parted in anticipation. When he returned to her, she obediently spread her legs and offered an inviting look. He grinned, and thoughtfully obeyed.

She cried out as he thrust into her, beginning with long, even strokes. She once again felt herself approaching climax and attempted to convey the message to him by grinding her hips against his. When he looked at her for further explanation, she stared back at him with a pleading, pitiful look that he found highly amusing. She’d beat him for that one later.

He dropped his head so that his lips were just next to her ear.

“You’re cute, Lina-san.”

Then he thrust harshly into her, eliciting a loud moan from deep within her chest. He followed up with rapid, short strokes that quickened the pace of her breath. She could feel herself panting, and she struggled with the cloth wrapped around her wrists. Damn these stupid things…

The binds suddenly came loose, and Lina glanced upward to see Xelloss looking down at her. He, too, was obviously approaching climax, and thus released the ropes that bound her. She immediately threw her arms around his broad shoulders and dug her nails into the skin on his back, a tiny little act of revenge. He gasped from the pain, then thrust deeply into her. She was definitely coming now. It was just a little bit more…

She cried his name as she orgasmed not once, but twice back-to-back. The second was expressed in a ragged, interrupted moan that came just seconds before Xelloss came. They froze in that spot, both parties gasping for air as they looked into each others’ eyes. Lina glanced at him out of the corner of her eye; he looked down on her fully as they both contemplated their next move. Then, Lina received what she had not expected.

Xelloss lowered himself onto her and kissed her. It was neither plain nor intense; it was somehow both and neither all at once. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kiss, closing her eyes as she felt reality trying to pull her away.

“The dream is coming to an end,” Xelloss said softly as he brushed her bangs back from her sweaty forehead. She nodded silently.

“I almost wish it wouldn’t.”

It was Xelloss’s turn to be shocked, and he stared at her for a few seconds before responding to her comment with a smile. “It doesn’t have to,” he said, and kissed her.

Her eyes widened. “How?” she asked.

“Well…that, naturally, is a secret.”

And then he pulled out of her, and Lina felt herself swimming back to the surface of her conscious. When she woke, she found herself comfortably in the bed of her inn room, nestled between the downy and cotton sheets. She glanced down. “I’m fully clothed,” she noted aloud.

“Are you not supposed to be?”

She spun around, eyes wide. Xelloss was standing next to the window with a peculiar grin on his face. If she hadn’t reminded herself that what she had done was in a dream, she might have blurted something embarrassing out…

“My my, Lina-san. Did we happen to have a dirty dream?”

Her cheeks flushed crimson. “Get out of my room!”

“Oh? We did?”

The innkeeper could only cry as his building was torn apart by a series of fireballs.

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