Desk Tops and Mazoku Bottoms

Author: Miko No Hoshi Title: Desk Tops and Mazoku Bottoms

Disclaimer: Zel and Xel are not mine, I just take 'em out of the closet, throw 'em on a desk, and make beautiful home movies.
Notes: Well, I must admit, I'm actually a Lin/Xel fan but those people just don't know how to appreciate a good PWP! I wrote a lovely scene with a table and only got 8 reviews and one of those wasn't good! Plus, my own best friend read it and didn't deem it worth to review...so...screw them! I'm turning yaoi.
Warnings: yaoi, PWP
Desk Tops and Mazoku Bottoms
Among the settling dust of the ancient library, Zelgadis sat behind a large wooden desk. Before him were spread scrolls and books, pens and scrap paper full of his neat printed script. Somewhere amid the mess was perhaps a tiny bit of information that would aid him on his quest for a cure. One day, one day soon, he would be human again. For now though, there was the search.
Bringing up a hand, he swiped it across his tired eyes. It was well after midnight and he had been there all day. Glancing at the candle he noted that it once again had sunken to the bare bottom of the holder and would soon need replacing.
"Boo!"
Two arms latched around him from behind, causing him to jump and emit an none too masculine scream. Turning sharply he addressed his assaulter .
"Damnit Xellos, go away."
With a deliberative motion Xellos settled himself into the chimera's lap, grasping the other man's hands and wrapping them around his own waist. With another, lighter sigh, Zelgadis conceded and laid his head between Xellos's shoulder blades.
"Rough night?"
He nodded, letting his hands wander down to the mazoku's thighs, fingers slipping between them to hint at what could be in store for the night ahead. Snatching one of the digits, Xellos drug it to his mouth and slipped it in. Slowly he let his tongue circle it, feeling out each of the tiny stones embedded there. Not a patient person by nature, he soon became frustrated that the white gloves blocked his progress. To Xellos, clothing was but a hindrance to his nature.
Standing, he stepped away to offer a sly smile to his lover.
"I hate it when you do that," Zelgadis complained, sure now that Xellos would disappear and leave him as he was, hard and unsatisfied. He had done it before.
"Do what, pray tell? I was just going to take this off," he managed to look innocent while fingering the edge of his cloak.
Zelgadis chuckled a bit. Shutting the book he had been reading, he stood and approached the other man. With skilled hands, he removed Xellos's violet gloves, dropping them to the floor. Soon the cloak joined them along with the priest's shirt and shoes.
Leaning forward, Zelgadis lapped lightly at one of the now visible pink nipples. His wire hair brushed the other's chest as well, making him gasp at the mix of sensations. Cold stone fingers ran up his bare arm, hands latching about his neck and dragging him in for a deep kiss. Their tongues battled, neither taking control nor giving it up.
Pulling apart and gasping for air, Zelgadis allowed the other to remove his clothes. As always, Xellos folded them neatly onto a chair. Perhaps it was kindness, but more likely it was another excuse to make him wait. Too tired to play games for very lone, Zelgadis snatched the white pants from Xellos's had, throwing them away. Turning to sweep the piles of books on the floor, he hoisted the priest onto the desk's slick surface.
"Yare, yare," Xellos quipped, silenced suddenly by another kiss. In a smooth, practiced motion, he wrapped his legs around Zelgadis's naked his, bringing their erections into close contact and forcing the other to gasp for air.
With a growl of impatience, Zelgadis pushed him back onto the desk. His head hit the surface with a rather loud thunk but the priest smiled playfully. His pants were practically torn away and soon he lay naked in the cooling October air, legs bent and propped on the edge of the desk looking willing and happy as always.
Zelgadis gripped the shaft of Xellos's hard member. Bending over, he took it only slightly into his mouth. Using his tongue, he ran rampant circles across the head before biting down...hard. Xellos screamed in pleasure.
"Please," he begged. "Again Zelgadis."
Moving down a bit, the chimera nipped lightly at Xellos's inner thighs, barely marking the pale flesh and earning an impatient grunt from his lover. One hand came down to grip the back of his hair, urging him on. With a flare, he sunk his teeth into the sensitive skin, piercing it with his fangs and tasting the copper blood in his mouth. Xellos moaned and writhed as he lapped at the flow of blackish liquid that ran to pool on the desk.
Reaching up, he raked his fingernails down the priest's chest, leaving red welts in their wake and making the other plead for more. The nails ran again, down his sides and over his thin hips, drawing blood. Leaning over the mazoku, pressing their bodies tight together, Zelgadis lifted his head just enough to gain access to the perfectly smooth neck. First licking and then sucking, he prolonged the act before once again biting his lover.
"Take me!" Xellos screamed to the room, well beyond caring who heard or saw them.
Zelgadis made haste to oblige.
Spreading Xellos's legs, he located the tight ring of muscle. With one swift motion, he buried himself deep inside the other man, tearing flesh and causing pain. Xellos hissed, gripping the side of the desk.
"Go," he demanded in a tone that threatened certain death if he was not sated.
Zelgadis moved, pumping in and out with rabid motion, feeling more blood coat his length as he went. The speed increased, both of them taking up the rhythm and moving in perfect synergy. With a loud cry, Xellos came, spilling hot seed over his own stomach. Feeling the tight muscles clench around him, Zelgadis followed with a growl that would put any primal beast to shame.
As the light cleared from their heads, Zelgadis crawled onto the desk and arranged himself around the other man.
"Stay with me tonight?" he asked.
"If you want."
"Thank you for not leaving me alone."
"Never again."
And for a moment, he wondered what had changed, but too soon sleep came to claim him. When he awoke in the morning, Xellos was still in his arms.
~end~
Notes: Well, that was my first Slayers yaoi fic and if I don't get more than eight reviews it will be my last. Please review. Onegai? I'll give you sweet little lemon cakes...
Her Supreme Omni-potence,
Miko No Hoshi

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