Filia stood up, blushing heavily and gripping her sheet to try and maintain some semblance of modesty. She took a step forward and realized that the sheet was tucked in. Not feeling motivated enough to fight with the bed for it, she dropped it, allowing the fabric to rustle down around her ankles. She was vaguely aware of Xellos studying her as she stepped toward him. She was more aware of her heartbeat drowning out the sounds around her and the warmth that was growing between her legs.

Xellos watched her walk toward him, her chest rising and falling in large heaves as she breathed. Her eyes were still half closed, her bright red lips half parted. Her tail swished lazily behind her, still in that odd kink that it had been in when she was laying on the bed. Xellos' eyes wandered lower, where she had been covered by the sheet before. Her waist was still slim, though her belly had turned soft and round and curvy. Her hips were widened, rounded and voluptuous. He took note of the nearly-white little tuft of hair covering her crotch, observing that she was indeed a real blonde. He suddenly became painfully aware of the physical effect she was having on him, noticing his own arousal. At last, she reached his arms, looking up with uncertain eyes. He folded her into his embrace, smirking.

"You may do as you wish," he said slyly, "I'll let you have control... for now..." Filia noticed the tone of his voice, becoming fearful only momentarily. She wrapped her arms around his neck, disbelieving what was happening. Her whole body was burning up, even worse than before, but it was no longer uncomfortable. She pressed herself against his body, the sensation exciting her. Just the friction of his shirt against her bare chest was about to drive her completely mad. She reached up and hesitantly kissed him on the lips, her apprehension apparent in her trembling touch.

Xellos let one of the arms he had wrapped around her back slide a little lower, moving her tail aside, until he was cupping her bottom with his hand. He pressed her harder against him, allowing her to feel his arousal. Filia gasped a little and blushed, but didn't stop kissing. He moved his fingers lower, reaching between her legs and feeling the slickness between her thighs. That definitely wasn't sweat. Filia peeped, surprised but enjoying the touch, and Xellos was satisfied that her body was ready for him.

Suddenly, one of Filia's hands moved down his chest and clutched at his shirt. She tugged on it, obviously trying to rip it off his body. She found it was stronger than it looked and pulled harder. His hand wrapped around her wrist, stopping her. He broke off the kiss and grinned sheepishly at her. "This shirt... ahhhhh...", he said softly, "All my clothing are a part of my being." She looked confused for a second before closing the distance between them again.

"But you can take them off...?", she asked, curious about his cloak and boots. His arms tightened around her waist again and his hand wandered back down to her bottom.

"Yes, I can," he replied, listening to her thick, heavy panting, "If you want, I can take it off..." Filia's hand slid down to his waist, beginning to untuck his shirt.

"No, I've got it," she replied hastily, before looking back up and kissing him again. The sensations she was feeling were incredible, setting her world on fire. The shirt was aggravating her by refusing to come untucked. Impatient, she finally broke off the kiss and pulled it roughly over Xellos' head. Startled, he stepped back and grinned wickedly as she threw it onto the floor. This was definitely not his normal, sweet, demure, if a bit stubborn, Filia. Oh, what fun this would be!

Filia looked back up at him, blushing, before she closed in again, gathering him up in another kiss. She pressed hard up against him, her hand wandering down to his sash. She quickly ripped it off and discarded it, next focusing on the hem of his pants. She tugged them down over his slight hips, feeling the coolness of his skin against hers. She stopped kissing again, taking his pants down farther until they were gathered around his ankles. He stepped out of them, Filia's eyes never leaving him.

Filia felt a twinge of nervousness as she sat straight up on her knees. She moved close to him, shyly touching his manhood. She could feel a blush creeping over her body. She'd heard of other girls doing this with their mates before, but she'd never done anything like this in all her life. Silently praying she did everything right, she gently took him into her mouth. A few seconds later, she felt his hand clutching her hair. She noticed that he'd also started growling low in his throat and a small time later, he started panting just as she had a few minutes prior. Encouraged, Filia continued, her own arousal nearly driving her insane.

Xellos gritted his teeth, growling low. He couldn't believe she was doing things like this to him. How could that pure, sweet, and innocent little dragon girl know how to do things like this? It felt insanely good, so much so that it was frightening. He didn't want to lose that kind of control to her, but it wouldn't hurt to give it up for just a second, would it? He ran his fingers through her hair, trembling as he did so. The pleasure swept through him, causing him to gasp. He could feel himself nearing climax, so he swiftly pulled Filia away and brought her to eye-level in one fluid motion. Confused, the dragon gave him a pleading look. "Did I do something wrong?", she asked innocently, "I thought that was the way it's done?" Xellos, head still spinning, hugged her tight and began leading her toward the bed.

"No, no," he said soothingly, "That was just fine. I just thought it was time we got started. So, shall we?" Filia looked at the bed, then looked at him, then smiled. She could feel the blush and the heat spreading across her body again, settling in her chest and between her legs and drawing her attention to the spreading wetness there. Her heart leapt into her chest and she fought the urge to scream 'Yes, yes, yes!' and throw him onto the bed. Instead, she stopped at the edge of the bed and watched as he lay down, leaning up against the headboard in a sitting position. Filia stared at him for a second, feeling the heat running the gamut up and down her body.

'Will that thing even fit?', she thought to herself, nervously looking at his lap. He was watching her expectantly now, waiting on her action. A second passed and the heat took over the better part of her judgement again as she climbed into the bed on top of him. She straddled him then slid down his stomach, bringing her most sensitive areas into contact with his. She began moving slowly on top of him, not having him inside of her yet. He smiled wickedly, running his hands up and down her back as she got ready to accept him. Finally, Filia's heat got the better of her and she bit her bottom lip, moving up just far enough and then bringing herself down onto him hard. She felt a flash of pain as she took him inside. Filia cried out quietly but began moving in rough, jerky strokes, quickly dispersing the pain. She leaned her hands against Xellos' chest as she moved haltingly.

Xellos felt the flash of Filia's pain at the same time as he felt her body come down on top of him. Both feelings were intoxicating and heady, but after a moment her pain was gone and she was panting heavily. He wanted to cry out, too, but bit it back, opting to breathe heavily instead. Seeing her trying so hard to get the right motions, he placed his hands on her hips, guiding her roughly. Now the strokes were hard and deep, causing Filia's pants to turn into soft gasps. She shut her eyes, leaning into him and digging into his chest with her nails. Now it was his turn to gasp, the pain burning but satisfying at the same time. Inky pools of black humour sprang up beneath Filia's fingernails as she broke the surface of his skin. He looked up briefly to see that his face was almost buried in her chest, which was bouncing appealingly in front of him. He ran his hands up her sides, causing her to squeal with pleasure, before they came to rest, cupping her breasts. Grinning crookedly, he began squeezing her nipples, causing her to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Xellos!", she gasped, her eyes snapping open, "Don't... do that! Those are... sensitive!" He grinned wickedly, squeezing her harder.

"I know," he replied in a sultry voice, smirking. He took one into his mouth, suckling hard, and continued fondling the other. Filia cried out in pleasure, driving her nails deeper into his chest. She forced him into her body hard and kept him there. She stopped for a moment, feeling something new coming over her. It was warmer than she had been for the past week and made her whole body tingle. Suddenly, it was over, the hot spell gone, leaving her with a cool feeling, as though someone had opened a window. Her heart beat hard and fast, but it was gradually slowing down, as was her breath. Her nails released their grip on Xellos, the Mazoku seemingly noticing the sudden change in her demeanor. He stopped suckling and looked up at her, eyes open. "Done already?", he asked teasingly, "That was awfully short, wasn't it?" Filia didn't respond, but looked at him with half-open eyes. There was a sudden start as she felt his arms wrap around her waist and pull her down against his body tight. Filia watched with curious eyes as his grip on her tightened.

"Xellos, what are you doing?", she whispered. He grinned mischievously down at her, not letting her move.

"I'm taking control now, Filia," he said, his voice low and playfully dangerous, "Won't that be fun?" He gently stroked her hair with one hand, using the other to hold her down tight. Suddenly he rolled her over, pinning her against the mattress faster than the eye could see. He towered over her, pinning her wrists down with his larger hands, grinning wickedly all the while. "You've had your fun, doing whatever you wanted with me," he whispered, "Now I think turnabout is only fair play, don't you?" Filia's eyes went wide for a second before he kissed her again. She was a little afraid for a second before she melted into the kiss, moving her hips up to meet his. The remnants of the heat began taking over her body again, as she deepened the kiss, responding to him in kind. A few more seconds and she lost control of herself, biting Xellos' lip in something of a fit of passion. Realizing immediately what she'd done, she drew back, gasping.

"I'm sorry!", she gasped, her eyes going wide, "I... I didn't mean to...." Xellos grinned hungrily, slowly licking the black blood that was trickling down his lip and enjoying the sharp pain.

"So you like to play that way, do you?", he asked, taunting, "I'll oblige you..." He covered her mouth with another kiss, driving deep and hard into her as her legs wrapped around his back. He loosened his grip on her wrists, sliding his hands down to brush her breasts momentarily. One hand ran down and looped underneath her leg, lifting it over his shoulder. Filia gasped at the odd new sensation, breaking off their kiss and crying out loud. Filia clutched the sheets still clinging to the bed, gasping and breathing heavily. His thrusts were stopping just short of actually hurting her. Her hips began moving in time with his, the synchronization causing them both to breathe even heavier. Filia began to feel the same feeling from just a little while ago coming back over her again. Xellos released her leg, leaning into her and kissing her again. He sensed her growing pleasure, leaning beside her face as he broke off the kiss. "Do you like that, priestess?", he whispered softly, nipping the bottom of her ear, "Do you like the mean Mazoku to do bad things to you?" Filia gasped in response, the warm feeling growing stronger. He pressed her shoulders hard into the mattress and she kissed him again roughly. She closed her eyes, feeling the familiar warmth wash over her again. Suddenly, Xellos drove as far into her as he could before he emptied himself into her.

Xellos lay down on top of her, gasping for air. Filia, likewise, was gasping for breath, running her fingers through his hair while he settled his head onto her chest. She could feel the heat leaving her body as he withdrew, rolling over to her side and freeing her body from being pinned underneath him. Suddenly, an intense wave of sleepiness washed over her, reminding her that she hadn't slept well, if at all, in at least a week. She kept her fingers entwined in his hair, her breathing slowing down as she let her eyes drift shut. She was only vaguely aware of Xellos sitting up and reaching into the floor for her sheet. She felt the cool fabric cover her body before he lay back down, nuzzling underneath her chin. Filia blinked sleepily, wondering why he was still there at all.

"Xellos?", she asked, getting his attention.

"What?", came the somewhat sleepy reply. Filia could feel herself drifting off into sleep so she spurred herself to speak quickly.

"Why are you still here?", she asked quietly, "I thought you would've disappeared by now. Are you staying the night?" She felt his fingers cover her lips as he sat up, grinning.

"The thought had crossed my mind," he said slyly, "If for no other reason, just to see the look on your face when you wake up beside me in the morning. I suspect you'll accuse me of taking advantage of you." He chuckled, watching her try to fight falling asleep. She smiled sleepily, shaking her head as he looked down at her.

"Nu uh," she said softly, "I took advantage of you..." She gently closed her eyes and leaned her head into her pillow. Her breathing deepened, barely audible, and Xellos knew she was asleep. It was hardly surprising, as exhausted as she'd seemed to be when he arrived. He played with a strand of her hair for a second before willing the lamp beside her bed to be snuffed out.