A Zel x Xel story. None of the characters belong to me.
 
 

"Keeping control? You’ve got to be kidding!" Zel said raising a bemused eyebrow.

"No…keeping you busy so Lina can let loose! Oops! That was supposed to be…a secret! Come on, now. Don’t keep her waiting!" Xelloss grabbed his chimera and teleported ahead of Lina.

So…where are we going?" Gourry asked. "A Dragon party?"

"Close!" grinned Xelloss. "And we’re almost there. Oh, Lina? You three will be able to move in close, but Zelgadiss and I…well, the demon barrier will stop me and probably him as well, so we’ll wait…here’s a nice place. We’ll set up camp and…"

"And let us walk into some kind of trap?" asked Lina. "That’s not very sporting of you Mazouku types…Zel?"

"I’ll go as far with you as I can, Lina, you know that. I…" Zel began, closed his eyes, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hmmm, that’s as far as we go then," mused Xelloss, who was a few paces behind Zel and Lina.

"What kind of spell can be so strong? I can’t even see a sign of a single black dragon!" cried Amelia.

"Dragon magic can be as black as Mazouku, if you haven’t learned that yet, then stay tuned for more. Dragons hate, steal, kill, deceive…and plan to make over the world in their own image of perfection. Sound familiar? Just like Mazouku, just like humans, why we’re all capable of evil, aren’t we?" Xelloss smiled and looked down at his collapsed lover.

Lina, Gourry, and Amelia cautiously ventured ahead. Three more paces and they passed through a shield, and were lost to sight.

"Well, that’s that!" Xelloss smiled. "So, my little chimera, how are you doing?"

Zelgadiss’ eyelids fluttered open as Xelloss passed a hand over his forehead. "What? What happened? I was walking along and then…where’s Lina?"

"The others have gone on to listen in on the dragon’s little meeting. The dragons use many spells to mask their whereabouts. I could smell the barrier, disgusting! AS long as they are careful, and don’t reveal themselves, Lina and the others will be fine. If there is a problem, the barrier will fall as they draw back their energy to fight."

"You sound like you’ve been through this before…"

"For hundreds of years. Young, ignorant dragons like Filia have no idea what their true history is…they are told lies, believe lies, and then continue to live the lies repeatedly. She’s taught that her kind is superior by birth! How does that happen? How is Filia better than, say…Amelia? Amelia is attractive, educated, a priestess with shamanist training, and she’s barely out of childhood!"

"Xelloss?"

"Huh? Was I going on about something? Sorry. I’m letting those dragons get to me that’s all…" the Mazouku said meekly.

"Yes you were, but I’m beginning to see your point. Humans don’t care for either of you, dragons or demons, but fear Mazouku more because of your…less attractive appearance, generally. We are all equally ignorant of one another’s…truths…"

"Yes! If more humans were like you and more Mazouku were like me…"

"The human race would soon cease to exist," said Zel dryly.

Xelloss stared at him, then burst out laughing, "That was a good one! The end of sexual propagation for the human race… Who would have guessed that you had such a dirty sense of humor."

"You’re awfully chatty, Xelloss. What ever became of your secrets?"

"It’s no fun with you. I like sharing my secrets with you. I like talking to you…" Xelloss grew thoughtful.

"You really do…care. It just amazes me. After all the years we have known each other…"

"But that’s the point! We didn’t know each other. I wore my mask and kept my secrets. You shielded your emotions and…" Xelloss began.

"Yes! I get the idea! I enjoy…talking with you too. I’ve never had a friend, an equal, or close to it, you know…another guy to hang out with and…yes, Xelloss, THAT too," Zel chuckled at his friend’s lusty glare.

"So…we have lot’s of time…" Xelloss smiled.

"Sure, but…we set up camp first and I want the privacy of a tent. This isn’t far off a public road, remember?" Zel blushed at his thoughts.

"How modest! Well, if you insist…<<snap>>… how’s that? Roaring fire, roasting pig, I think…some animal, three tents, complete with bedrolls, and… <<snap>> wine and…what? Bread, of course. There, NOW can we relax?"

Zel hated to leave his friends to whatever dangers they were sure to encounter, but then, there was nothing to do but wait…

"All right... Which tent is … of course, the purple one way over there, right? I’m coming!" Zel shrugged and fell in behind the dark Mazouku to walk the short distance to their tent.

Xelloss crawled inside, removed his boots, and stretched out. Zel ducked in, kicked off his boots, and lay down beside him. Xelloss leaned his face forward and gently kissed the other man’s lips. He reached for Zel’s clasp and unhooked it, then pushed the cloak off his shoulders. The Mazouku removed his own cloak and pushed the chimera to his back. They kissed again, pressing their bodies together firmly and adding some passion to mix.

Xelloss removed his gloves and with a single finger, outlined some pebbles on Zel’s face, then his lips, tickling them and causing Zel to smile.

"So…are you still on vacation, or is dragon watching part of your latest orders?" Zel asked.

"Hmmm? Back to business, already? What happened to the pleasure part?"

"What happened to liking to talk? I was just curious how much longer we’d have together before you’d be called away. Minutes? Days?" the chimera sighed as a hand slipped under his tunic and massaged his chest.

"Long enough for this. I never know, actually. I can be called to action at any time, though I am supposed to be on the inactive list. My orders are a little vague…’mind the black dragons’. I think Amelia and Lina can do all that on their own don’t you?"

"Yes…can you break the barrier spell?" Zel asked, thrilled to be receiving answers and those wonderful touches too.

Xelloss brought his face nose to nose with Zelgadiss, "Could it be that you’re using me for information? No? Then how about some action, okay?"

Zel grinned and sat up. He pulled off his tunic and helped Xelloss remove his, enjoying the contact with his skin. "I want to look at you…I can’t believe you’re real."

Zel ran his hands along the other man’s arms and shoulders and around to his back, pulling him in for a kiss. Xelloss complied, gripping Zel by the waist he returned the kiss, deepening it and using his tongue to gain entry to Zel’s warm mouth. They were both kneeling, chests pressed together locked in an embrace fueled by their desire for more, more, more.

Xelloss pulled back and looked at his lover. Zelgadiss lifted his hand and drew his fingers through the long, silky, purple hair, his heart beating so hard he knew Xelloss could hear it, he sure could.

"We don’t have to have sex, you know. I’m easily satisfied with mmmph…." Xelloss’ words were cut off by another kiss. "Course as sex-starved as you’ve been…mmmph…" his words were chopped off again.

This time the chimera suggestively slipped his tongue between the sharp teeth and stroked his long, slender tongue against that of the Mazouku.

"Okay, if you insist…" he grinned, running his fingers around the edge of Zel’s pants. Xelloss couldn’t believe his luck. Zelgadiss! That cold-hearted, sarcastic shaman boy was his willing lover…make that, his demanding lover. He had been seeking a diversion and found, what?

He was feeling bonds tightening around his heart, not literally since he had no pumping organ, but his attachment to the chimera was real, growing, and scary. His only other bond was to his current ‘boss’ his mistress, Zelas Metallium, the Beastmaster. How would one bond affect another? What bothered him the most was his inability to read Zelgadiss’ positive feelings for him. His own feelings were so strong that his senses were blocked. Waves of passion, his, blinded him to what the other man felt. But he had to know. He must find out before he was bonded to one who wasn’t…in love with him.

He chuckled. Imagine him, Xelloss, General and Priest to Lord Zelas Metallium, worried whether or not a human was in love with him.

"Xelloss? Remember me?" Zel had sunk to the floor of the tent amusement in his eyes. "That’s right…We were sharing a moment when…what? What’s the matter?"

"I need to know…" Xelloss began frowning slightly.

"What?"

"I need to know, how you feel about me…as stupid and childish as that sounds, it’s more important than…you’d think," Xelloss had decided that the direct approach was best with Zelgadiss.

"Why should you care? You can come and go as you like. I have no claim on you. I’m obviously…attracted. I’m here with you, instead of with my friends, other friends…What more do want? Xelloss, something is bothering you…I feel…pain…here…in my chest. Do you feel it too? Yes? What does that mean?" Zel’s mood turned from irritation to concern.

Xelloss sighed. "I think that we are bonding…it’s a demon thing. Normally it links slaves to masters but pair-bonds of near-equals, like the one between Mistress Zelas and me, occur also. This one appears to be emotional in nature…"

Zelgadiss stared with disbelief, "Emotional bonds? With a Mazouku? But I’m human!"

"Not entirely! A part of you is demon! I told you that I…I loved you. You have no idea how…difficult that is for me to say…I am bonding to you and I need to know…"

Zelgadiss pushed aside his own reservations in order to try and understand his friend’s predicament. "Why am I feeling pain…from you?"

"It hurts…not to know…the bonds are incomplete…" Xelloss hid his face in his hands. Why must he become so submissive towards the human? To show such weakness was opening a door to his own destruction.

"This just now started? Gods Xelloss, what can I do? I feel what I feel. I don’t know if it’s love. Love is a word to describe a depth of emotion I may not be capable of…and you need to know if my feelings match yours so a bond will completely form. What happens then? What happens to us then?" Zelgadiss demanded. "What happens to a human and a demon who are bonded?"

"Now, that’s a secret!" Xelloss gasped, then disappeared.

Zelgadiss looked out of the tent and shivered. To his surprise, he saw Xelloss, completely clothed, standing near the fire apparently in a discussion with himself. "Now what’s he up to this time?"

Xelloss turned toward him, eyes glittering in the light of the flames. What was that damned demon doing? Zel hadn’t long to wait, because the Mazouku was returning to their tent.

He sat on his pile of blankets and waited for Xelloss.

"Sorry about that…my mistress may call me any time…inconvenient. Lina and the others have found the black dragon party and are well hidden and safe. I did ask her about…the bonding. She’s certain it won’t amount to much with a human, but…"

"But since I’m not entirely human, what?" Zel asked bluntly.

"She wouldn’t tell me. But she said it wouldn’t affect us much…too weak…"

"So…what if the bonding isn’t completed? For some reason…"

He smiled slightly and shook his head, "I don’t know. I’ve never been rejected before. Dammit, Zelgadiss! Must I humiliate myself further? "

He looked especially alluring humbled before his lover. Zelgadiss smiled and placed his hands on either side of the other man’s face and pulled him in for a kiss, whispering, "What do you feel now?"

As the kiss deepened, dark tendrils of astral energy grew from the Mazouku and enveloped the two men. Zelgadiss gasped and pulled slightly apart, "W-What’s this, Xelloss?"

"Just ignore it and kiss me you fool… and put some feeling into it…here let me help you out of the rest of those heavy clothes << snap >> Me too? Of course, << snap >>. That’s better…"

Xelloss assaulted the chimera’s mouth, prodding for entry with his tongue. Success! He rubbed the slender tongue with his, making sure to touch the small, sharp fangs eliciting a pang of pain. Zelgadiss shook as the pain traveled to his tongue and turned to pleasure. So that was how the Mazouku enjoyed pain! He felt warmth centered in his groin, which grew and extended throughout his body. He was energized!

He pulled back from his lover’s lips and began trailing his tongue in elaborate patterns over his neck and collar bone, stopping to suck the skin…then bite near the jugular. Xelloss screamed his name and writhed beneath the other man’s chest. The aural tendrils tightened around the lover’s bodies, binding them together, knitting their complex natures into a new one.

"Xelloss!" the chimera called out. "This feels so…intense…" But whatever else he had intended to say was forgotten as waves of heat and desire over came his senses.

Xelloss was hardly any more in control of his intellect, but more in control of his body. He rolled over, pushing Zel to the floor of the tent. His hands sought contact with every inch, every hard stony surface, rubbing and circling, examining every contour. Zel moaned. His lips moved, but no words could be heard. Until Xelloss reached his groin…

"Please…now…do…something!" the poor youth cried. The aural fingers connected them at an emotional level so that each shared the other’s feelings as well as their own. The pain, the pleasure whatever the Mazouku felt, so felt the chimera…and so he experienced love. Raw and lusty, refined and pure, love in it’s many facets as the demon knew love for the chimera—now the chimera felt it too.

"There’s nothing I can do, Zelgadiss. It’s all up to you now," Xelloss whispered.

Then he knew. The binding spell required him to act, to think, to feel, to say those words that seemed so simple yet said it all…and so Zelgadiss gave in and said what he had been sure was impossible for him.

"Xelloss, I love you. I know that I love you. I know that I can and do feel love, and it’s for you and you alone."

That was all it took. The feeling of a rubber band held taught, then snapped, stung him…then a calm…Xelloss was stroking his thighs, waiting.

"That’s good. Now tell me if this is good too…" Xelloss sucked in the chimera’s stone-covered balls and gently swirled his tongue over, around… << gasps >>. "I take that as a yes," he purred, releasing his prizes and enveloping the pebbly, hard penis nearby with his mouth. He teased the tip with his tongue, then withdrew. "Any preferences?"

Zelgadiss opened his eyes, "W-What?" Then blushed, as he understood what was being asked of him. "No, whatever you feel like… "

"OOOOooo, really? Then I want you inside me, I’ll drop the shielding, and let your sharp little pebbles scrape and rip out my insides…then…are you still with me here?"

Zelgadiss made a face, "That sounds good to you? Oh, whatever…sure, if you want…umm, so how, which way, ahh… all right."

Xelloss rested on his back, legs spread to allow the chimera access. Zel complied. He nestled in-between the pale, smooth legs and ran his hands up and down the inner thighs. Xelloss lifted his legs and one at a time, draped them over the stony shoulders of the man kneeling over him. Zelgadiss kissed the hard stomach muscles and watched Xelloss’ penis become engorged and harden. He included it in his light kisses, but avoided caressing the arousal.

Xelloss moaned with need. Zelgadiss gasped. Shit! He felt that too! Better get a move on…He remembered the demon explaining the use of fingers to prepare him, so he sucked on a couple and placed one at his entrance. "Ahh, Xelloss? My fingers are pretty rough so no amount of spit is going to make this easy."

"Good!" Xelloss uttered.

Okay…Zel pushed in one finger, wincing as the demon’s pain was transmitted, then converted to a thrilling touch. He pushed in another and hoped that a moment or two would suffice. With his other hand, he fondled Xelloss’ genitals, which evoked wonderful whimpering noises from his lover. He withdrew his fingers << gasp >> and placed his eager organ at the enflamed hole << gulp >>.

"You’re sure about this? Yeah, of course you are, but this will hurt me as much as it will you…what if I pass out or something? All right, I’ll try not to…" Zelgadiss held his breath and thrust forward, plunging his hardened member into the warmth.

"Gahhh!" he screamed, his brain reeling with the barrage of mixed sensual input he was receiving. He couldn’t hear Xelloss’ screams. When he could think again, he pulled out a bit then slowly pushed back in. Again the suffering followed by the rush of ecstasy pulsed through his mind. He repeated the thrusting and pumping until he knew he could take no more. The feeling of bliss and agony coursed through him until his control failed and he exploded, filling his lover with his seed.

Xelloss’ body was focused on healing the torn tissues. He lay, eyes closed panting, his own needs not yet fully met. Zel lowered the oh-so- slightly quivering legs and massaged them straight again. Tenderly he traced lines up and down and all around the throbbing member, so smooth, so pale with a tuft of dark soft hair at its base. Quickly he sucked in all in, and, holding the base with one hand and the demon’s hips with another, he slid it in and out. Zel worked very hard to cover his sharp little fangs with his lips turned inward, this was to be all pleasure for his lover. In seconds, he was rewarded with the sound of his name, "Zelllllllgaaaaadiiiiiiiiissssss".

Then he came, shooting cum into Zel’s mouth, nearly choking him. But Zel pulled back some and exerted control, swallow, breathe, swallow, breathe, until the load was all gone. Then Zel slid up the smooth belly, raking it with pebbles and sharp stones and captured Xelloss’ open mouth with his own.

And there they lay, Zel kissing his demon lover, smoothing his fine dark hair, and waiting for him to heal again. "One of these days, Xelloss will want to enter me…how will that feel?"
 
 
 
 

End What To Do Part 4.