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Some things never change	By : chd Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 1342 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Some things never change
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Some things never change

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The tavern was as lively as ever at this time of night. Sounds of lively music, chattering and laughing people, and clinking mugs filled the air. It was especially common for this time of year with the snow, for the thought of hot cider and socializing to draw people to places such as this in the city of Vinay Del Zexay. It was typically this packed until the last drunk staggered home in the earliest hours of the morning.
In comparison to this the upstairs floor which consisted of several small rooms that served as living quarters for the tavern workers and barmaids. Sometimes a musician would insist on staying as well, as part of payment for performing, and as long as there was a room available.
A particular room though not that impressive in size, consisting of a bed, a tattered looking dresser, a crudely made nightstand and a single window dressed with slightly yellowed curtains. This room belonged to a young brunette barmaid Cecila, who was particularly popular with her male customers for reasons other than her pleasant service. The room was put to little use, except for an occasional drunk she took to bed, or when she was done for the night, she slept. Otherwise, it remained empty for most of the day.
That was about to change, at least for that night.
The wooden door burst open, and in stumbled that particular barmaid, and this time she wasn�t alone. A blonde knight made his way in quickly after her, as if he was here for an extremely important purpose. This being a night off from duty, he was dressed in casual civilian clothes, as opposed to the usual armor or noble�s clothes which he usually wore.
Cecila quickly lit the gas lamp on the bedside table and it cast a yellowish glow on the otherwise pitch black room. She turned back to her companion and smiled to herself. This had to be every woman�s dream in the entire city. Borus Redrum. It was any young female�s fancy to have either him or Fraulein in the position in which she had Borus tonight. Alone, in a bedroom, and for a reason. She removed her worn plain shoes as he sat on the bed as he did the same. Not a word was spoken. This meant business. She walked over to where he was and sat next to him, instantly grabbing either side of his head and turning in towards her own.
Now she had his full attention, she allowed him to study her face for a moment, and they pulled each other closer simultaneously for the first kiss of many. She thoroughly enjoyed this, even if she did prefer more physical contact in a kiss, she knew that was to come. She was going to get what she had wanted from this man for a very long time. He was quite the romantic kisser, she had to admit. He started slowly and then stopped to look back at her. They both smiled and he leaned in again, this time getting increasingly aggressive and demanding.

He leaned her gradually on her back to the gray wool blanket that was now enhanced to a golden color coming from the light. All the sudden, they were the only ones in existence. The possibility of another person seemed impossible. His attention traveled down her chin to her neck. He inhaled her scent and breezed soft kisses and nips steadily here and there.

His slightly drunken mind was racing. �Chris�� He mumbled absentmindedly against her skin.

She heard this just barely. So that was what this was about. Not that she cared too much, just about every man within Zexen craved the female captain. It was understandable to Cecila why he had come to her tonight, but it wasn�t understandable to her how such a woman could resist something like this. But then a again someone with as much responsibility as her�.
She roused from her thoughts as the knight�s rough hands were felt slipping themselves underneath her top and moving it up ever so slowly while burrowing his face in the curve of her neck and making her gasp softly out loud. She mentally slapped herself for letting her thoughts wonder when she was in such a situation. She straightened her arms so that her top could be removed and pulled him back down to her before his attention could stray elsewhere.
He had had long enough, she decided so she aggressively surprised him by pushing him over so that he was the one on his back now, and straddled his trim waist with her own. She leaned leaving her hand squarely on his chest and kissed him enough to bruise, causing an unintended grunt and gasp of Chris�s named from his throat. Her hands steadily undid his shirt. The energy caused from the kiss spread throughout her body, causing her hips to grind teasingly against his. She felt his breathing quicken against her lips as an arousal formed against her pelvis. Her own arousal was forming as well, causing a slight damp feeling in between her legs. She fought off these feelings for a while longer with her desire erupt more moans from him before the got any further. She was well known for her teasing. She moaned herself in the most throaty girlish voice she could muster and she placed kisses from his chin, down his neck, all the way to the middle of his exposed chest.
She tried pinning his wandering hands from her to either side of him as she normally did, but he was insistent, and greatly outnumbered her in strength with little effort, so she let him do what he pleased with them yet again. Her grinding pace sped up a little, as she loved the tortured look that played itself out on his handsome facial features. She was beginning to become impatient herself, so she slowed down and leaned flat on top of him so he could unhook her bra, revealing her breasts.

His erection was pressing painfully against his trousers, and the sight in front of him wasn�t helping any. Her newly exposed breasts set in front of him. She cast a wicked smile on her face as she slowly leaned forward, making them level with his face. His hands roughly grasped the plump mounds of flesh before him, causing her to moan insistently. A harsh breath huffed from her lips as he slowly took one into his mouth and his long arms wandered her body, finding the waist to her long skirt and undergarment and pulled in a swift motion.
Her body jerked from his mouth as she sat up and looked down. He felt satisfied with himself knowing that she wasn�t the only one in charge. She seemed to quickly overcome her surprise and turned herself over to kick the remainder of he clothes off. Now she was completely naked.

�You�re going to pay for that, my dear knight.� He heard her say softly as she turned back to him.
He opened his mouth to say something back, but closed it instead. His mind was still on Chris Lightfellow. He in no way wanted to acknowledge being with another woman. So he sat back and allowed her to position herself on him again. He could easily roll her over despite whatever resistance she may have, but it aroused him more to have her being in the upper hand, and so he was left to moan again as her hands moved down to the bulge in his trousers.

She was beginning to desire more. Now she was really in a position many Zexen women would kill to be in. Pulling downward on everything he had remaining, the way that he had done with her. This was too good to be true. She ran her thumb and middle finger down his length and back up with a feathery touch. She watched for his reaction and was satisfied with his sharp intake of breath and his eyes closing themselves shut in pleasure. She began stroking him harder with her whole hand, causing Chris�s name to come from him several more times involuntarily. She ignored it.
A hint of liquid showed itself from the tip and she slowly lifted it of with her tongue. He was going to pay. She opened her mouth and brought it downward. His eyes were now open. He was propped up on his elbows, with the glowing lamp�s light accenting the impressive details of his upper body. Her mouth hovered around the tip, but stayed open. She breathed slightly, allowing her hot breath to caress him. She had planned on teasing him further, when he caught him in surprise. He grabbed her by gruffly by the shoulders and pulled her up so she was now laid on top of him, and they were face to face.

He had had it. He clutched her tightly, so her breasts were crushed into the muscles of his chest. He studied her face. It had to be Chris in his mind�s eye. It had to be, or what he was going to do next would never feel right for him. Cecila looked blankly at him, confused. Obviously she wasn�t expecting this.
He stared at her hard, imagining the milky flawless white skin, the lovely lavender eyes framed perfectly in those lengthy dark gray eyelashes, with silvery soft hair draped over her shoulders. Yes, this was how it was meant to happen. He kissed her softly on the forehead before gently laying the barmaid onto her back, who was obviously confused at the sudden affection.
Moving his hands down in between her legs, to the area that was thoroughly slippery by now, he knew she was ready. Placing another one of his romantic kisses on her lips as he pushed himself in.

She was utterly astonished by the behavior. Normally men were aggressively driven crazy by now. Why had he changed so suddenly? He was treating her to gently as he kissed and paced himself in and out, she was no virgin, why did he bother?
She moaned in pure pleasure nonetheless, enjoying this rare occurrence. With her back arched she rythemed along with him to show in she wanted more. It was nice, but she simply wasn�t used to someone being this sweet to her. Especially a military man.

He understood his signal and began to thrust more demandingly, gradually giving in to the pleasure that he desired. Her tight slippery cavern squeezed on his hard organ, driving him into insanity. He finger wove themselves through his hair and his head was level with her neck yet again, pleasuring it almost as much as he was further down her body. His stamina gained through years of knighthood so far urged him to go faster, further. He groaned even more against the barmaid�s flesh.

Her moan were now unintentional. They were no longer tools to egg him on, she was truly feeling ecstatic! Even with all her experience could she comprehend how the simplest touch of his hands to her waist, or a squeeze of her breasts, she felt so dizzy? His thrusts were now so fierce they were rocking the entire bed, the squeaking of it�s hinges telling of it�s age and condition. She threw her hands at the now wrinkled quilt, trying to steady herself as much as she could, but with no luck. Afraid of being pushed right off, she clung to his shoulders for dear life. She could now feel her nether lips, tightening and loosening themselves at an incredible speed almost to match his own. Her moans grew louder, she no longer had any control, she gripped him tightly, digging her long nails into his breaking skin, as she reached an orgasm.

Every ounce of energy he could conjure was centered in his groin as his trusted with everything he had. His eyes could no longer stay open, he could heard nothing but his own veins accelerating blood to every inch of his body, just as the pleasure was. But as his eyelids shut he could still see. Chris, her beautiful graceful mane flowing ever so slightly as she greets him in a morning meeting, just before she goes to put it up. Chris in the heat of battle, slaying any beast who dare tread in her path in a swift blow. Chris, smiling at him, as they sit entirely alone in the meeting room back at Brass Castle waiting for the others, sitting there across from him at that table. Reaching over to touch his hand. He tore his gaze away from her face as to not be accused of staring as he watched her hand come so close to his and�
He left out a final yell and felt himself release.
She lay there, entirely spent. Struggling not to let her eyes shut. This time not in pleasure, but in exhaustion. She watched him as he caught his breath after a minute or so, enough to get up, get his clothes back on, and opened the door.

He glanced back at her, feeling almost sorry for leaving so shamelessly on her, and gave her a sympathetic polite nod, mumbled goodbye, and shut up behind him. He hoped it wasn�t too late into the night. Otherwise, he would have some explaining to do to Percival.
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Whew that took a while. I probably have quite a few grammar mistakes, but I�ll fix those later. Too lazy right now. Heh.
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