Lezard's Triumph

"There..." Rufus leaned against the door, using his hips to swing it close. It locked with an audible click, and the half elf smiled in relief. "Now no one will bother us." Alicia looked around the round space, eyes grazing over the finely crafted wood furniture of the room, barely noticing them. Most of her attention was focused on the bed against the corner wall. It was in fact an empty bedroom he had brought her to, she realized her stomach doing a nervous dance deep inside her.

"Alicia..." He called out her name as he approached her, hands going to her waist. Rufus bent to kiss her ear, licking along the curve of it. Alicia gasped and tittered nervously, sliding out of his embrace.

"So tomorrow we'll be leaving the village." She inwardly winced, thinking her voice came out too high and nervous sounding as she turned to face him.

"Will we...?" He moved closer to her, once again reaching out to grab her around the waist.

"Melusitane thinks it's best..." Alicia said, bringing up her hands before her chest. Her eyes widened as Rufus leaned in to kiss her. "Ah...she...she fears..." She turned her face, his kisses falling on her cheek. "She fears having the Dragon Orb so close to Bifrost is just inviting danger. It's best if we leave as soon as possible." His mouth was on her neck, finding the spot he had worked on earlier, sucking on it to darken it to a bruise. "Rufus, are you even listening to me?"

"Danger...Dragon Orb...got it..." He murmured, pausing from nibbling on her neck. His hands were starting to move, going up her sides, and she squirmed against him.

"Rufus!" She gasped, and managed to free herself, taking a few steps away from him. She inwardly frowned, realizing it put her closer to the bed. Rufus stalked closer to her, eyes shining with a look she didn't quite understand. She ducked under his reaching arms, feeling her heart start to beat faster.

"Alicia..." He frowned. "What are you doing...?"

"Nothing, nothing..." She quickly answered. "I just..."

"Just what...?"

"Just wanted you to hear what Melusitane had to say." She finished lamely.

"Okay...I've heard...now what...?" Rufus sounded frustrated.

"Now..." She blinked. "Now we sleep...?"

"It's too early to go to sleep." His frown deepened. "Alicia I..." He blushed. "I thought we could finish what we started outside."

"I..."

"Don't you want to?" He asked softly, hand reaching out to touch the hair framing her face.

"Of course I do!" She exclaimed. "But..."

"But what?" Rufus was still fingering her hair, staring directly into her eyes.

"I...I dunno." She shrugged, blushing. "I suddenly feel nervous."

He smiled then. "It's okay to feel nervous Alicia. In fact...it's cute..."

"It is not cute!" She protested.

"On you?" He arched an eyebrow. "Of course it is!"

"Oh!!" Her lower lip jutted out in a pout, watching as Rufus touched her face.

"We don't have to do anything that you don't feel comfortable with." He said. His hand was on her cheek, thumb stretching out to caress against her pouting lips. "We can stop at any time...I'd just...like to hold you."

"Is holding the only thing you want to do?" Alicia asked, feeling him trace her mouth with his fingertips.

"I'd like to kiss you too..." He admitted. "Can I...?"

"Well..." She knew she was blushing, Alicia praying she wasn't as red as the petals of the Mimetic Flower they had faced earlier in the day. "Yes...I like your kisses." She confessed.

"Good. I'm glad." He went to bend down, and she surprised him by going on tip toe, meeting him halfway. Their lips came together, gentle and unsure, lacking some of their earlier passion. But it was quickly brought to a boil, Rufus' tongue stroking the flames of desire in Alicia. As he kissed her, he touched her, hands resting on her bare shoulders, raising goose bumps with his touch. Alicia brought her hands forward, timidly touching Rufus' chest, feeling the coarse material of his vest. She scrunched her fingers in it, clinging to him, needing his support to keep up right for his kisses left her dizzy, knees shaking and weak.

Rufus' hands touched her back, a slow caress down her spine, before he rested his hands on her lower back. He took a step backwards still kissing her, maneuvering her towards the bed. Her skirts rustled as they walked, the hem getting caught on the edge of the bureau. Rufus tugged, and with a tear it came free, pitching Alicia forward into him. She let out a startled sound, and together they fell onto the bed.

For one stunned second no one moved, and then Alicia bowed her head, a giggle escaping her lips. Rufus listened to her laugh, and then joined in, laughter filling the room. "It's good to hear you laugh." He said, hugging her to him as he lay back on the bed. "You should do it more often."

"I've never had much reason to...to even smile." She sighed, giggles dying down. "My life has been full of pain."

"Well that's going to change from this day onwards." He told her. "Alicia, we have the flower...nothing can stop us now." She was suddenly kissing him, cutting off his words.

"Alicia?" He said when she let him up for air.

"Don't..." She whispered against his mouth. "Don't jinx us by saying that."

"All right." Rufus said, accepting her superstition. "But kiss me again please!" She eagerly complied, pressing her mouth firm against his. Tongues mingled and danced together, and hands moved, touching each other's bodies. Rufus moved, rolling them over so that he lay on top of Alicia, his weight pressing down on her cumbersome skirt. He winded his fingers in her hair, staring quietly into her eyes.

"Rufus?" She asked, nervous.

"I just want to look at you." He answered. "You are so beautiful Alicia...You take my breath away."

"Thank you..." A blush of pure pleasure was on her face. He lowered his face, lips touching her neck, and this time she didn't try to get away. She lay under him, lips parting in a moan as he licked and sucked at the tender flesh of her throat. She couldn't believe how good it felt to be kissed by him, how his lips sent sensations tingling down her body from a simple caress against her throat.

"That feels so good..." She admitted out loud with a moan. He kissed even harder against her throat, tongue licking against her pulse point. She reached up to touch his green hair, fingers tracing the beads in his bangs, idly wondering if they held any significance. But the thought left her mind almost immediately as Rufus buried his lips in the crook of her shoulder.

"My body feels on fire..." Alicia confessed, feeling him kiss down her arm. He chuckled, and began easing off her sleeve, finding it wasn't connected to the bodice of her dress. Inch by inch her arm was revealed, Rufus' lips grazing downwards, reverently kissing each bit of skin until he reached her hand. Easing the sleeve off her fingers, he turned her hand over, kissing her squarely on the palm.

Alicia held out her other hand to him, eager for him to peel off it's sleeve. He grinned, taking her hand, spreading her fingers wide, tongue licking across them. She gasped finding the move oddly erotic. He slid a finger into his mouth, sucking lightly on the tip, staring at her all the while through lowered eyelids. She stared back, wide eyed and breathless.

With one last kiss against her finger, his mouth released it, and Rufus began peeling off her other sleeve. He threw it onto the floor, not bothering to look where it landed. And then he was kissing her again, deep and on the mouth, hands roaming her waist, squeezing her breasts through her bodice. "Rufus!" She cried out, unsure of this. He paused immediately, pulling back to look at her, trying to hide the disappointment on his face.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"...no..." She shook her head, giving him a brave smile. "It just startled me. I've never been touched like this before."

"I'm glad I could be the first." Rufus grinned at her, and her heart jumped.

"The first and the only." She said, touching his hand.

"You promise?" he asked, sounding uncertain.

"Yes..." She said.

"Alicia...I want to hear you say it..." Rufus said.

"It?" She asked.

"You know...what you think you might be with me?" He replied.

"Oh!" She blushed. "Rufus...I love you!"

"That's my girl!" He kissed her again, hands resuming their gentle exploration of her body. His hands curved and squeeze around her breasts, and she felt a tingle there, gasping as her nipples pebbled, sprouting out through the tight bodice. Rufus kissed her collarbone, lips trailing down lower until he reached her chest. His tongue flickered out, tasting her, and then he was kissing along the top part of her breasts. His fingers nudged at the bodice, easing it down, her breasts bouncing free.

She moaned, even as she shivered, realizing this was the first time a man had ever seen her topless. Rufus didn't give her time to think, his mouth fastening on a nipple, lightly sucking against her teat. She gasped out his name, fingers touching his hair, holding him closer to her chest. "Oh Gods, that feels so good!' Alicia cried out.

"I'm glad..." Rufus said, kissing her nipple. She let out a whimper of protest as he pulled away, hands caressing along her waist. He fumbled with her bodice, frowning. "How do you get this off?!"

"There's a clasp in back, holding the strings in place..." Alicia guided his hands to her back, gently placing his fingers on the metal clasp. He smiled, fingers moving and with a snap it came undone. In seconds he had the strings untied, his large hands guiding the dress down off her legs. He pushed the dress onto the floor, his eyes on Alicia's body, only seeing her.

She knew she was blushing, laying under him naked except for stockings and her panties. "Perfect." whispered Rufus, and he fell against her chest, kissing and licking between her breasts. He began easing down lower and lower on her body, kissing wetly down her skin, even as his finger slid under the waistband of her panties. "Alicia, can I...?"

"Uh huh..." She nodded, allowing him to slide the white material off of her. He quickly pulled it free of her legs, his eyes staring at her most intimate spot. She was surprised to see a blush on his cheeks, Rufus' hand shaking as he reached out to finger the golden curls that surrounded her womanhood. She moaned, letting out a surprised sound when he dipped a finger into her.

"You're wet Alicia." He said teasingly.

"OH!" She was embarrassed, covering her face with her hands. She heard him chuckling as he removed his finger, only to replace it with his mouth. She arched into him, surprised to find his tongue licking along her center. Alicia lowered her hands, staring at him in surprise, finding her hips wiggling in time with his tongue's motions.

"Hmm..." One last kiss against her, and he was straightening. "I think you're ready..."

"Ready?"

"For...you know..." That blush was back on his cheeks.

"Oh!!' She realized his intent, feeling nervous once more. His hands went to his vest, easing it off and she sat up on her knees. "Let me..." She said, helping him pull off the vest. It quickly joined the pile of clothing on the floor. Rufus raised his arms, Alicia lifting the shirt up over his head, kissing at his chest as it was revealed to her. She latched onto one of his nipples, swirling her tongue around it, even as her hands went to his belt, unbuckling it. Pants and underwear were wrenched down, Rufus' hands on her shoulders, easing her backwards onto the mattress.

"I'm afraid this might hurt..." Rufus said apologetically, spreading her legs. "But only for an instant..."

She nodded, determined not to be scared. She felt Rufus lining up against her entrance, rubbing his manhood along her crease. Alicia moaned at the decadent feel of him, gasping as she felt the tip of him enter her. Rufus pushed on in, moving slowly, and she could feel herself stretching, her body giving way to accommodate his large size.

Suddenly he was stopping, reaching to take hold of her hands. "This is it Alicia..." he said, interlacing their fingers together.

"Do it..." She encouraged him, holding her breath as he thrusted forward. Pain stabbed her, and she cried out, tears forming in her eyes. Rufus immediately froze, and she sniffled, smiling through the pain. "I'm all right." She assured him.

"Are you sure?" He asked anxiously. She nodded, and he was leaning forward to lick up her tears. He concentrated on the task at hand, not moving, just waiting for her to say it was okay.

Finally she let out a heavy sigh, and told him, "It's okay...you can start moving now." One last lick at her cheek, and Rufus began moving his hips, slowing drawing out of her, only to thrust back in. He was slow at first, pumping into her, but pretty soon he began to speed up, her name being called over and over again. She sighed and moaned, squeezing his hand, tossing her head from side to side as she came alive with pleasure.

Faster and faster he moved, Rufus causing a delightful friction deep inside of her. It became too much for her, Alicia screaming out his name as she erupted, reaching release. She was blinded for a second, seeing nothing but stars. Faintly she heard Rufus calling out her name worriedly, still thrusting into her. She blinked looking up at him, breathing heavily and smiled.

He continued to work at her, rubbing himself deliciously in her over and over. And then he was tensing up, calling out her name with a guttural moan. She knew when he released, felt it hot and sticky inside of her, leaving his very essence within her. Rufus slumped forward on top of her, panting, his lips brushing against her neck, kissing her there. She wrapped her arms around him, stroking his long hair, smiling to herself.

"Alicia..." Rufus was pushing up off her, slowly sliding out of her body. "That was...you were amazing."

"Thanks..." She blushed. "I thought you were pretty amazing too..." He grinned, and kissed her, rolling so that they lay on their sides, spooning against each other. "Now what?" Alicia asked.

"Now?" He sounded tired. "Now we sleep." He cuddled against her back, rubbing his chin against her head.

"Good idea." Alicia smiled, thinking they head earned their rest for the night.

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He watched her. Eyes traveling over her face, noting the lowered lashes dark against her porcelain pale skin. Lenneth was sleeping, a hint of a smile on her lips, relaxed if only while asleep. Lezard stared with longing at her mouth, noting the fullness of her pouty pink lips. He brought his fingers to her face, hovering over her mouth, tracing the air above them. He could feel the breath of her against his skin, soft warmth that tickled.

Lezard lowered his hand, closing that small gap, feeling the softness of her mouth. Lenneth made a sound, turning her head towards him, his fingers brushing against her cheek. Curly wisps of platinum hair framed her face, and he felt them now, sliding his finger along the silver blue strands. His fingers swept them back, causing them to join the rest of her mane, Lezard noting her hair felt like soft spun silk. He dug his fingers deeper into her hair, raising up his hand, watching as the strands slid free of his fingers, flowing like water.

He returned his hand to her face, fingers ghosting along her jaw line, touching downwards on her throat. He smiled to see the bruises on the side of her neck, overly amorous signs of his lips on her delicate flesh. He touched one of the love bites now, fingertip rubbing against the dark spot of color. Lenneth murmured and twitched but did not awaken.

Lower yet did Lezard drop his hand, grazing over her collar bone. He gazed down the length of her body, watching as her large breasts rose and fell with the slow movement of her breathing. He stared at that expanse of flesh that was revealed by her bodice, the top half of her creamy white globes seeming to quiver as she breathed.

His hand hovered over her chest, but he forced himself to behave. Instead he settled his hand just below her breasts, pressed against the flat of her belly. She made a noise, Lezard returning his attention to her face, cocking his head to the side, listening.

"Lezard." Lenneth whimpered out his name, dreaming. Her breath caught in her throat as she gasped, lips parting to let out a moan. Lezard's eyes gleamed, keen interest aroused at the sounds she made. He wondered what she was dreaming about to moan like that, and his lips twisted into a smile, having a very good idea. He shifted, raising his chin from his hand, easing closer to her.

His body cast her face in shadows, and Lezard stared down at her. His one hand touched her cheek, the other leaving her belly to take hold of her shoulder. There was no hesitation in him as he turned her face up towards his, no attempt to stop as he lowered his head. Downwards, his lips brushing against hers, kissing her softly. The reaction was almost immediate, Lenneth sighing against his lips, returning the kiss.

His eyes danced with delight, Lezard attempting to deepened the kiss. Lenneth responded eagerly, lips mashing against his, curling and puckering around his. Kissing her almost greedily, the hand on her face slid into her hair, gripping her forcefully, holding her head in place. His tongue pushed against her lips, and she eagerly opened for him, her own tongue rising to meet his. Wet velvet mingled together, Lenneth making a noise deep in her throat, responding to the soft growl Lezard let out.

Her hands touched the back of his neck, causing him to stiffen in surprise. Her fingers were massaging, stroking the chocolate strands that covered his head, and he relaxed against her. Breaking the kiss, Lezard planted his mouth on her jaw line, tracing his tongue up and down that bit of flesh. She sighed happily, eyes still closed, even as he kissed down to her neck, buttery fly soft kisses on her skin.

The hand on Lenneth's shoulder was rubbing, fingers caressing, slowly inching it's way down her arm. He lifted his hand, palming a breast, fondling her through her top, even as his lips continue to kiss against her neck. "Lezard..." Lenneth's eyelids fluttered, pupils distorted, heavy with sleep. "Ah!" She cried out as he squeezed her, arching her back.

Her fingers were slowing, ceasing their caressing movements as the Valkyrie became more awake, awareness starting to seep in as sleepiness fled the scene. "Lezard what...?" She said, just before he fastened his mouth over hers, sealing off her protests with a searing kiss.

"Wait..." She said breathlessly when he released her mouth.

"Tired of waiting..." Lezard muttered, nuzzling his face against her neck.

"So you just accost me while I sleep?!" She said in disbelief.

"You didn't seem to mind." He replied, voice muffled as his lips were still buried on the side of her neck. "You're more honest when you're half asleep."

Her cheeks flamed. "I don't know what you're talking about, but get off of me..." Her hands left his neck, sliding down to his shoulders. She began squirming, trying to push him away.

"Don't want to." He said stubbornly.

"Damn it Lezard, I said move!" Lenneth slapped her hands, fists beating against his chest. He let out a heavy sigh, but complied, rolling onto his side. His lower lip quivered, and if Lenneth didn't know better, she could have sworn Lezard was pouting at her,

"What were you dreaming about?" He suddenly asked.

Memories came to her, of bodies entwined, naked and sweaty. Moving against each other, sweet nothings whispered, hands touching every where. Shaking her head, she blushed. "It was nothing." Lenneth said, looking away from him.

"Didn't sound like nothing to me." Lezard grinned. "In fact, it sounded like a very nice dream from the way you were moaning just a while ago!" She was quiet, slowly sitting up, bringing her knees to her chest. Arms wrapped around her legs, hugging them tightly as she shivered.

"It was just a...a bad dream..." She said at last.

"Really...?" Piercing purple eyes stared at her. "Was it really Lenneth?"

"What do you have planned for today?" Lenneth said, attempting to change the subject. "More questing for the Dragon Orb?"

"No..." He knew what she was doing, but he allowed her to direct the conversation to another topic. "No, I've given up on the orb for now."

"Really..." Lenneth hid a smile. "How disappointing for you."

"Not really." assured Lezard. "I have all that I need to accomplish my goal. I can act on it anytime I want."

"Lezard..." Lenneth reached out to him with one hand, covering his large hand with her own small one. "Don't do this...please..."

"I've made up my mind Lenneth." Lezard pulled away from her touch. "Nothing and no one can stop me now."

She stared at him frustrated. "You once said you wished to rule no other but me...what happened to the man that said those words?"

"It is for us I do this..." But she was shaking her head no, frowning. "Lenneth..."

"You don't...there's no need...you already have me." She said.

"No I don't." Lezard whispered. "Not entirely."

"This is about sex?!" She said in disbelief. "You're going to risk destroying the nine realms in some misguided attempt to...to woo me?!" He was shaking his head no, eyes growing wide as she reached up to the straps of her dress. "Because if that will stop you, then yes Lezard...yes you can have me!" She wrenched down her top, bare breasts bouncing free, the thin straps tearing apart. She straightened out her legs, attempting to tug the dress downwards. Lezard grabbed at her hands, stopping her before she could complete the movement.

"Lenneth no!" He sighed, the sound heavy with frustration. "I don't want you like this...I don't want you if you're doing this only as a sacrifice to save someone else!"

"Then what do you want from me?" She demanded, struggling in his grip.

"I want you to love me back!"

"I can't..." She whispered.

"Can't or won't?" Lezard asked as she shook her head.

"Replacing Yggsdrasil, taking Odin's throne, gathering all the power in the nine worlds...it won't matter...It won't force me to love you." Lenneth said, the threat of tears in her blue eyes.

"Lenneth..." He croaked out her name, pain evident in his tone. He bowed his head against her, foreheads touching. "You truly are a cruel, cruel woman to torment me so."

"Then we're even." She whispered back, the tears falling from her eyes.

"You wear your pain well." Lezard said softly. "Still beautiful even now." She let out a sob, sounding as though her heart was breaking. "Lenneth I..." He slowly raised his head from hers, voice trailing off. His eyes narrowed, the purple taking on a look of intense concentration.

"Lezard?" She asked tearfully.

"Shh...We will continue this discussion some other time..." Lezard absentmindedly brushed his lips against hers. "We have a guest."

"A guest...?" Lezard was touching her dress, pulling the bodice up over her breasts in an attempt to cover up her partial nudity. "Who?"

He smiled, looking tired. "There is only one other person who can breach my world's barriers. Only one other person I would allow to trespass here."

"The other me..." Lenneth whispered in realization.

"Yes." Lezard nodded. "It would seem the time for Freya's decision is at hand."

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Ahhhhh! Can you believe Rufus and Alicia had sex before Lezard and Lenneth?! Lezard so fails at seducing his captive! ;-p

To be continued...

Michelle