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Dark Kisses
Part 3
Noin's eyes fluttered open. The room was how it was when she had walked in. She was lying sideways on the sitting bench by the window. She didn't know what time it was. The room was dark and the candles and the fire were lit. It could have been night already, she couldn't tell. Noin rolled to a sitting position on the bench. She felt dizzy. She was disoriented. Noin had no idea how she had gotten to this room down the labyrinth of halls and corridors, personal quarters and sitting rooms.
Noin stood cautiously. There seemed to be no sign of the occupant she had intruded on. Noin boldly took the heavy curtain in her hand, drawing it back she was surprised to find that the sun had almost made it's final journey to the horizon. The light casting blue and purple shadows. The nymphet still poured water from the clay jug she held. Flowers had closed for their dreamless rest until the morning when the sun shone again.
Noin stepped back and let the curtain fall into place. She sighed, she had no idea where she was and it wouldn't be the best of plans to go wandering around the large house trying to find her way back. But, that seemed to be the only option left to her at the moment. Noin opened the french doors and made her way soundlessly down the carpeted hall.
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The sky was red. He looked down at his hands, already tainted with the blood of thousands, thousands of innocents that did not deserve the cruel death he delivered. Her body lay motionless on the ground that was tainted a dark red, spilled blood already starting to seep into the depths of the earth. He rushed over to her. Her eyes stared up unseeing. Dead eyes. He cradled her cold body in his arms. The fighting continued around him, he looked down to see her body gone, all the bodies were gone, instead he stood in a see of red, the frothy waves crashed over his feet, the sticky substance lapped around his ankles. He was locked in place, paralyzed.
Zechs woke with a start. His eyes focused on the dark room around him, drapes shut tightly against the rays of the sun. He ran a trembling hand through his hair and sank back down into the comfort of the pillows. He closed his eyes again, trying to forget the horrifying dream. Would he be her demise? The killing of another innocent? He shivered at the thought of her leaving him and threw the blankets from him. Lighting the fireplace he undressed himself and slipped on a dressing robe. There was to be some sort of banquet tonight. No doubt celebrating one of Treize's latest victories. It made him sick.
Zechs sleepily treaded down a short corridor to the bathing room. The water was already heated, he slipped off the robe and prepared for a nice, relaxing bath.
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Noin sighed. It felt like she had been wandering for hours, although it had probably only been a few minutes. This house was strange, she couldn't find anything that would tell her if there were any other occupants in the large house. Noin turned left down a short hallway. The whole house seemed to be decorated in the gold, cream, white, and burgundy theme. Ever hall was like that. They seemed to meld into each other now, she couldn't tell if she had been down this hall yet or not.
Continuing down the hallway, Noin spotted a door slightly ajar, golden light spilling onto the carpet. She took a peek through the crack in the door to find an absolutely magnificent bathing room. A large tub was set into the floor, almost like a whirlpool. The floor was tiled with light terra-cotta. The walls, again in the cream and gold motif. More gold gilded mirrors lined the one wall and there was a small shower in the far corner. Steam caused the glass to become opaque and clouds of it hovered in the air, giving it an almost dreamlike appearance to the room. Noin's gaze rested back on the tub where a very gloriously naked Zechs stood bathing. Steam and water plastered his pale hair to his back and shoulders. Every muscle moved in unison under his perfect skin as he rubbed the small cake of soap over his body.
"Lucrezia..." His voice startled her. How could he know she was watching him? He had his back to her. Zechs looked over his shoulder at her, his eyes were hooded seductively as a heated gaze was exchanged. She was blushing again. That seemed to happen a lot when he was around her. She had one of his dressing robes on, the white one, it was slowly starting to hang open and he couldn't help but let his gaze fall to her cleavage. "Would you care to join me?" Noin felt her face flush as he stepped out of the bath and extended a hand towards her. An invitation.
She warily placed her hand in his. His grip was soft as he pulled her towards him. His hand drifted to the small of her back, pressing her body against his. She moaned as his lips found hers in a gentle kiss, erotically twining his tongue with hers. His hands were careful as he undid the belt of the robe, letting it slide down her legs and onto the slick tiles. He lightly bit her bottom lip as his hands trailed down her sides to her hips.
He backed them towards the pool of steaming water. She gasped as he easily picked her up and carried her down the marble stairs that led into the bath. She blushed again and looked up at him. He smiled and pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before letting her body slide down his, into the water. He groaned, he loved the feel of her against him. Every touch sent a thrill through him, whether it was intended or not.
His hands were on her hips again turning her around so that her back was to him. "I want to bathe you...." was his heated whisper before his tongue flicked out to trace the pink, curved shell of her ear. There was a trail of kisses down her neck as he reached for the bar of soap. Taking a washcloth, he gently lathered the bar into the rough cloth until a white foam appeared. His lips continued over the curve of her shoulder as he started to wash her. He could feel her breath and her pulse quicken.
Noin moaned as he trailed the washcloth over her breasts, the cloth rough against her nipples. She let her head fall back against his shoulder as his hand dipped lower, over her abdomen, gently brushing it across her naval before moving it lower to cup her heat. His hand rubbed against her, the rough texture of the washcloth touching the most intimate part of her. Over and over. Her hand covered his as he continued to pleasure her. Noin whimpered as his other hand came up to caress her soap slicked breasts.
He closed his eyes in pleasure as her hips rocked back and she moaned his name. Her hips were lightly moving against the motions of his hand. He loved teasing her, hearing how she moaned his name. Begging for it. His lips pressed soft kisses to the back of her neck. His hand increased pressure, the hand on top of his tightened. She was close. Her moans echoed throughout the room. He felt her body go slack against him as she let him feel her. Her head, slowly rolling back and forth where it rested on his shoulder. He looked down to see her face contorted in pleasure. Eyes squeezed shut, the pink petals of her mouth pressed together in a pout. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. Her mouth opened. He quickly swept his tongue through the hot cavern of her mouth before pulling away.
"Please..." she begged. Her hand squeezed his again as he touched her. Her eyes squeezed shut as he moved his finger over her clit. Teasing the swollen flesh with soft presses. "I'm not done yet..." he whispered into her ear. She groaned in disappointment as he took his hand away from her. Turning her back around to face him, he dipped the cloth into the steaming water and brushed it over her body, washing away the traces of soap. She leaned against the side of the large tub as he rinsed her off. She could feel the hot water trailing down her breasts, down over her thighs and back into the bath.
He looked down at her as he placed the washcloth by the side of the tub. Her eyes were closed again. She was flushed from pleasure and heat. Her whole body was pink and fragrant from the bath water. She moaned as he pressed against her. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he leaned his head down and nuzzled where her neck met shoulder. Her hands were over his body again. Trailing down his well defined chest, moving down into the water to stroke his hardened arousal. He moaned against her warm flesh as her wet hands moved up and down his hardened length.
His resistance was crumbling. She had turned the tables on him, one moment she was sighing in pleasure, weak in his arms, and now he could hardly keep his footing on the slick tiles at the bottom of the pool with all the pleasure she was giving him. Her lips her on his neck now, trailing upwards before kissing his ear. Her grip tightened and she increased the pace of her hand. His fingers trailed up her spine before cupping the back of her head, fingers tangling in the dark black strands. His lips met hers, hard and insistent. He groaned into the kiss as she rubbed her palm over the tip of his member. He reached down, taking her hand away from him and placing it on his shoulder.
The water was too deep to make love in, instead he broke the kiss and lifted her up onto the edge of the bath. "Milliardo?" she sounded confused. "Just a minute, love." he said before hoisting himself onto the edge. He laid her down before settling against her warm flesh. She moaned as her body came in contact with his.
Her hands were against his back, rubbing the slick, warm skin. He lightly stroked her breasts, gently molding them in his hands. She cried out softly as he brushed his fingers against her nipples.
Reaching down he spread her thighs. Shifting between them, he slowly entered her. He groaned at the familiar feel of her tightness clenched around him. Noin moaned as he moved within her. His head bent down. He moaned into her ear. She closed her eyes as he whispered sex words, explict instuctions, urging her to move against him. He pressed carefully against her again, moving slowly into her, up to the hilt. Zechs groaned as her nails dug into the skin of his back. He placed small kisses to her cheek before trailing his bottom lip up her jawline, leaving a moistened path.
Her hands slid lower, down to clench his buttocks, helping him into her. "Yes Lucrezia..." he hissed as her muscles clenched, "you like that, don't you, love?..." Zechs moaned as she lifted her legs to wrap around his waist, urging him to move faster. He could feel her body tightning, "Gods Lucrezia..." he whispered, "so tight and wet..." Zechs kissed her again. A long slow kiss as he rocked his hips against hers. "Yes...come for me Lucrezia....come.."
Noin clenched her eyes shut in pleasure as his voice surrounded her. The rich baritone of his voice exciting her as he moved against her. "Oh...yes...you feel so good..." moaned Noin as she thrust her hips. Her head moved back and forth on the wet tiles. Strands of wet hair stuck to her cheek. Her lips were curved in that sexy pout again. Zechs held her hips as he drove into her, pushing her towards climax, climbing higher and higher only to fall and float gently back down. Her back arched off the floor as she came. With two more thrusts he came into her, spilling his seed.
He collapsed against her. She moaned as he slipped his now soft member from her. He reached over for a towel before standing up to dry her off. Her hand was pressed curiously against his chest again. She placed her other hand on her own left breast and smiled up at him. "Beating as one..." she whispered.
Author's Notes: Gomen for leaving you guys on an evil cliffhanger for so long ^_^; I wasn't really quite sure where it was going to go from here. There was either going to be some sex (who whould've thunk?) or there was going to be some sort of duel between Zechs and Treize, but I think that's going to have to wait.
Stay tuned for part 4!
