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"There's a place I use for my studies at the far end of the woods. It's probably a half mile walk."

She said with a soft shrug, ignoring his first question. Moving from the tree, she braced herself before she started to walk. It wouldn't be easy going. Removing her scarf, she undid the buttons of her jacket, loosening it up even as it pained her to do so. With quick and practiced gestures, she tied the scarf tightly around her ribs, allowing her to breathe a little bit easier. Re-buttoning her jacket, she started to walk once more, not caring if Vallios chose to follow or not. It was his choice after all. Besides, once she was at the little cottage, she could properly wrap her ribs until they healed and get some hot food and drink. She kept a watchful eye on the woods, knowing the creatures here wouldn't bother her, but they might try to stop Vallios. They were protective of her, after all.​
 
"Lead the way."


So, she was creeped out by the darkness, and yet she wanted to go into the woods? Women, Vallios would never understand them. However, Vallios felt rather bored and had absolutely nothing better to do, so he figured he'd humor Malia and allow her to lead the way. After all, he could discover something useful about her if he spent a moment of his time around her.
 
Malia still kept an arm around her ribs to keep herself walking. She glanced back at Vallios but that was all before she started the trek towards the other side of the woods. She could feel the strange energies of the other creatures in the woods, and wondered how the boy walking behind her couldn't. But she didn't bother to dwell on it. Soft whispers brushed by her ears that made her shiver but she never faltered. It took longer than usual to reach her secret hideout, but they made it. Though, she was huffing a bit and trying not to show her pain as she unlocked the door and stepped inside. It was a two room place but very cozy with a lived-in feel.

Malia motioned for him to sit on the couch while she went and lit up a few candles and set them about the small space before going to the side room. She didn't want him to see her in a weakened state as she removed her jacket and top and found the bandages she needed for her ribs. She painstakingly wrapped them with practiced hands.​
 
"Nice place." Vallios said with a smirk, settling down on the couch.

Vallios yawned quietly and then stretched out along the couch, leaving enough room for Malia to take a seat somewhere in front of him. He at least had the courtesy to lay on his side, so she could settle down if she chose to do so without landing completely in his lap. After a few moments Vallios closed his eyes and waited for Malia to say something, or start psycho-analyzing him now that they were in a secure location, alone and undisturbed.

"This smells like a trap. You better not take advantage of me." Vallios said, opening one eye to see the expression on Malia's face at his sarcastic remark, which had been made with a completely straight face, sounding fully honest and concerned.
 
"As if I could.."

She muttered just loud enough for him to hear as she looked around the small corner to see him stretched out on the couch. She felt the inklings of a blush on her cheeks but she didn't let herself analyze it as she pulled her top back on and walked into the small soon. It was a bit chilly since it had been awhile since she had been in the little cottage. It did have a working water system at least and she did have a small ice box for food and such if she stayed a couple days. She got herself a glass of water and sat down carefully on the couch, taking a few Tylenol as she did but being rather secretive and discrete.

"So Vallios...I'm rather surprised you even bothered talking to me, since you apparently abhor the human race."

She had a slightly teasing tone to her voice, though her face was clear of any expression. She could play at the game as well since she had practiced hiding her emotions for quite a long time.​
 
"I wouldn't say abhor. They make amusing victims."

That, however was an honest answer. Vallios shot Malia that sinister smirk of hers, waiting to see how she responded to his rather cruel comment. He even indulged her so far as to actually open his eyes and look straight at her, giving her his temporary undivided attention. How long said attention would last however, was quite debatable. At least Malia was attempting to strike up conversation, he could draw more out of her so long as she provided a start.
 
"I suppose they do."

She said reflectively, tipping her head back as if in thought. Vallios was a little crazy and a bit fucked up, but she was still drawn to him and his energy. Was it because he didn't care much for anything unless he deemed them worthy? And why, for some reason, did she want him to have a shred of care for her? Perhaps it was the little romantic side of her that she tramped down with steel-toed boots to keep her quiet? Either way, with his eyes looking at her like that, she wouldn't help but stare back and wonder what he was actually thinking. She was tempted to ask him about the little bitch of a pixie, but she decided against it. It wasn't like she was jealous or anything. Vallios wasn't hers after all. But one question did surface that she couldn't hold back that had the slightest note of curiosity.

"What are you?"​
 
"Well I'm male, but I figured that'd be fairly obvious. However, if you're inclined to doubt me..."

Vallios smirked and shifted his hips a bit, leaving himself nice and displayed for her. While in no way shape or form erect, the bulge in Vallios' pants was considerable enough to leave no possible doubt of Vallios' gender, though his sculpted physique and sharp but handsome face would've been clue enough for most people. And of course Vallios knew that was NOT what Malia had meant, but it was the only response he could think of to her off the mark question. What did she mean, "What are you?"

Of course, Vallios had no idea of his true heritage. He'd been born to a human mother and a human father, with not even a whisper of possible infernal lineage. Of course, he did somewhat understand that he had certain....Gifts that normal people did not possess. But he never thought to question the reason why, it merely affirmed his belief that there was more to this world than what mortals could see with their own eyes and hear with their ears.
 
She rolled her eyes at him, just barely glimpsing the "evidence" that was concealed beneath his clothes that he was male. She knew that he knew what she had meant when she asked that question, but it occurred to her that he really had no idea what she meant. But it wasn't her place to explain. She sighed and shrugged, finishing off her water. For no reason, she wanted to touch him, but she kept her hands to herself before she made herself stand up and walk away from him. She went to her desk and shuffled through her desk for her notebook on different paranormal beings. It wasn't filled to capacity yet due to her age and her lack of exposure, but she had inklings and feelings of when certain things were around. But what bothered her was that she couldn't figure out what Vallios might exactly be. And why she seemed able to sense all these creatures about her. Her bloodline had been purely human, but she always wondered about her father who died shortly after her conception. He was human, as records stated, but she wondered if he wasn't completely human. However, she put the notebook back since it could provide no answers. Maybe a book on demonic things? Or supernatural things? They would need the library for that. But it was too late now.

"I suppose unless you plan on sleeping on that couch, you may go on your way. I was thinking we could head to the library for some answers you might be seeking, but it is much too late for the place to be open."

With a casual shrug of her shoulders she went into the small other room that housed her bed and few changes of clothes. She had never put it extra doors so it would be easy for Vallios to peak at her, but she doubted he would. She wasn't his type, after all. Or so she figured. She worked on removing her clothes in a slow fashion as she listened for Vallios to leave. It was in his nature to do so, she believed.​
 
Vallios looked up once, getting a rather nice view of Malia's shapely rear covered by not but her unmentionables. Politely he looked away, unable to stifle a small chuckle. Of course now that he'd gotten a glimpse, the male one track mind took effect and he was quite suddenly thinking of several unspeakable things he'd like to do to Malia...And found himself pondering a playful 'ambush', a great way to test the waters and possibly open up other things.

Impulse was a terrible thing occasionally; Vallios pushed himself silently up off the couch and swiftly stalked forward, closing the gap to Malia with remarkable efficiency and precision. One arm curled around her waist, pulling her in close. His hand came to settle on her rear, while he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips.


While the hold was firm, it was definitely easy to escape from. Something about Vallios' body language was somehow...Gentle, despite his dominant action. If Malia verbally, or nonverbally refused Vallios would back off without another step forward, and act as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
 
She hadn't expected the little ambush, nor him to actually stay with her after she had spoken. She hadn't expected anything of Vallios, certainly not his arm curling about her waist while his hand settled on her rear and he dropped his head down for a kiss. She wasn't ashamed of her naked body, but it wasn't something she went about flaunting. At first, she had stiffened, mostly because of the hot touch of his palm on her bottom. But it only took a second for her to relax into his easy-to-break hold and gently kiss him in turn. Her shirt dropped out of her hand and she lightly placed her hands on his shoulders, not sure what sort of contact he would welcome from her. She had the feeling that if things went far-as far as sex- it would be a one-time deal more than likely. She had no illusions that he would want to stay with her and all that afterwords, but she was fine with a time of fun and pleasure. Life was too short not to indulge oneself every so often.​
 
Perfection...Malia came like a fly into the web. Given the definite go-ahead, Vallios tightened his hold, keeping her in what could be called a lover's embrace. The kiss deepened, Vallios' tongue teasing along the sides of hers. He was rather surprised by Malia's pliable response, but found himself quite excited by it. Malia would definitely be able to feel the signs of Vallios' piqued interest as it pressed lightly against her stomach, straining behind the fabric of his pants.


Meanwhile, that capable hand spread it's fingers, long nimble digits reaching down and stroking just the lower most bits of Malia's sex from behind, taking the tease up a notch. Vallios pinned Malia's shoulders against the wall as his lips drifted away from hers, coming to settle upon the crook of her neck. He nibbled and nipped, waiting to see how Malia responded to the raised ante of the situation.
 
She felt his hold tighten about her waist and she leaned into him a bit further, not just allowing full frontal contact. She sighed softly at the feel of his tongue caressing her own and allowing the kiss to deepen. It was strange how good it felt to kiss him and be kissed in turn. Yes, he fascinated her from a logical standpoint, but she hadn't expected a sexual response from him in the least. But then again, she was female-he male- and usually that was enough. But she always figured he thought she was too...something. She hadn't been able to put her finger on it exactly.

Malia blushed at the feel of his growing attraction against her belly, making her skin jump at the thought of what he could do with that..appendage. A soft gasp escape her as his wandering fingers played with her sex from behind, even though it was just light touches-teasing touches-she hadn't ever been teased like this. The blush deepened a bit further. Feeling herself pinned back against the wall and Vallios leave her mouth, she wondered what he was up to. She felt addicted to his mouth and couldn't help but sweep her tongue over her lips to catch his lingering taste. But seeing his head dip down to partake from her neck had her eyes closing fully and her head tipping back in the slightest. He had found one of her sweet spots and his nips and nibbling made her sigh and give the smallest moan of approval.​
 
Those roaming fingers continued their work, caressing and exploring the outer regions of her folds. The nibbling became slightly more forceful, experienced lips brushing against her neck, warmth of his breath flowing across her cool skin. Malia's surprise pleased Vallios, though he personally had thought it inevitable. The question was though, would he enjoy his catch now...Or drag it out, and save the best bits for later?

Vallios loosed his hold around her waist, freeing his left hand so that it could slip up her stomach and find a resting place between her breasts. Long, strong fingers spider-walked across Malia's chest, then came to a close around one of her nipples. Tweaking and pinching ever so lightly Vallios began to roll the hardening nub between his thumb and forefinger. Then he gave a firm squeeze, rubbing his palm in a wide circle, knowing the friction created would help to spread the heat of desire through Malia.
 
One thought that crossed her mind was that she wondered why he was being so gentle with her. His words and the way he acted had her thinking that he would be rougher and more demanding, almost Dom-ish. Still...this was nice and felt good. She arched the slightest into his fingers probing her folds so lightly and tortuously. Her hands tightened a bit on his shoulders before sliding into his hair as he teased her neck more forcefully, making her moan a little bit louder, though still soft and breathy. As his hand moved up the plane on her stomach to rest between her breasts, she shivered, her skin flecking with goosebumps as her nipples beaded. The feel of his fingers made her gasp as they teased her sensitive skin before teasing her nipple into hardening further and causing a spark of fire in her belly. She gasped and moaned, leaning into his touch with a deepening blush that was a mix of desire and shyness. She attempted to press her thighs together but wasn't truly able to with his probing fingers still at her sex and she trembled in the slightest as he palm rubbed and did what it intended: added to the flame he was building within her body.​
 
Those gentle touches were a facade, Vallios was merely priming her chamber. When the time was right, he'd shift and show his dominant side, make sure it was a delightful surprise. Deciding that it was time to take this to a higher level, Vallios let his lips begin to wander down her neck as he pressed in closer to her. Nibbling, sucking, and kissing his lips made their way down the slope of her neck and then along the curves of her breasts, tracing down one of the soft, sensitive mounds. Vallios knew Malia would soon find herself overwhelmed by it all; but a question lurked in Vallios' mind...Would he allow her to finish?

A great question indeed. How far would Vallios let this little game go, would he couple with her, or just leave when she least expected it, depart from her and allow her to stew in her lust? Given her initial reactions Vallios could already tell that Malia would be a great partner, but part of him thought that it'd be better if he saved that moment, continued these sudden but brief assaults until eventually she broke and pleaded for him to take her.
 
Even with the lust and desire slowly growing within her, she kept her wits in case something bad occurred. She was a cautious woman and would enjoy the pleasures he gave her, but she wasn't stupid and wouldn't let him cloud her judgment or senses, even with those tantalizing lips on her skin. Eyes half-lidded, she made sure to keep an eye on the doorway just in case, knowing that something evil or unwanted could come into the cabin despite her protections around the place. Vallios did seem to be a magnet for such things. As his lips progressed downwards, she found herself leaning more into him, wanting the touch he gave and the heat that it brought. Soft sighs of pleasure slipped past her lips as her fingers tightened the slightest in his hair as he made his way to her breasts and teased the curve of them, making her desire swell. Malia wouldn't be overcome, but Vallios was damn good at convincing her to allow her logical mind to take some time off.

She wouldn't deny that she desired him, or else he wouldn't have been allowed to touch her so intimately. But still, she had to wonder what sort of game he was playing. Did he want her ensnared simply to harm her in some way? Would he somehow care about her in the future, even in some small way? She wasn't stupid enough to think she could win over his care or his interest, and seemed like she could only lure him with her body. But still, it was nice to be looked at and touched as woman instead of a calculating psychological analyzer.​
 
Those lips and almost fang-like teeth continued their subtle work, slipping down past Malia's navel. Slowly, torturously they descended her hips, playing across the small mound before coming to rest at their dripping destination. First, a kiss was pressed into Malia's flower, then he began to work his tongue in slow strokes across her divide, occasionally sucking at her swelling joybud.

Vallios used his shoulders to press Malia's hips against the wall, pinning her in place as he sampled her nectar. It'd be hard to break Malia's will, but Vallios was pretty sure he could do it. Something, deep down in the pit of his being wanted to have her as his adoring, subservient thrall. Urges such as these were on the same note as that compulsion to destroy, things Vallios just didn't understand about himself...Then again, he also didn't question them!
 
Malia watched his progress, feeling her body tremble in the slightest with anticipation as he descended lower and lower, his lips and teeth hitting sensitive spots that she hadn't known she had before. Every time he hit a spot, she would gasp and moan softly, not tearing her eyes away from him. Her tongue wet her suddenly dry lips as he came to kneel before her and play his mouth across her hips and mound before pressing a kiss to her swollen and drenched sex. The first swipe of his tongue had her gasping and tightening her hands into his hair. But it didn't stop with just a few slow swipes. His occasional suckling at her moaning in pleasure and need, and the use of his shoulders to hold her still against the wall had her at his mercy. She couldn't move her hips to silently demand more and her body trembled at the slow torture to her body. She didn't push him for more with her hands like she wanted nor did she writhe against him, but it was damned hard not to do so. Her head was pressed back against the wall, her eyes closed as she focus solely on what his mouth was doing to her. Oh, how much she wanted more! She was almost tempted to play with her breasts and add to the stimulation-to make it that much more enjoyable, but did she want to risk it if he decided to stop and leave her hot and needy?​
 
Vallios lashed his tongue against her clit, letting it flow and encircle the swelling bud, knowing the sudden harsh stimulus would help draw a more intense reaction from Malia. Then, in a flight of cruelty Vallios decided to give a quick, sharp bite, catching Malia's netherlips between his teeth. He knew the sudden spark of pain would definitely pique Malia's arousal, especially with the tender, loving and soothing licks that followed.

Meanwhile those hand's roamed up and down Malia's back, working at the tension in her muscles, attempting to force a relax, force a surrender. Malia's attempts to hide her desires were in vain, as her body language, the way she fought against her natural urges were quite obvious. To further persuade Malia, Vallios pulled slightly away and began to kiss down her right thigh, knowing that the sudden emptiness would definitely help add a feeling of urgency to her needs.
 
A groan escaped her and she trembled all over as he teased her clit in such a way, circling it with his tongue and making her gush with pleasure. The bite had her cry out in a mixture of shock, pain, and pleasure. She practically jumped out of her skin and dug her fingers hard into his hair as her breath came rushing back. God, had that hurt! She thought before the soft soothing licks had her turning into a moaning puddle, replacing the pain with desire and good feelings all around. She felt herself falling into his web which was something she didn't want. She didn't want to be a plaything or a tool. She didn't want to be something he used to get his sexual frustrations out- though it did have it's prospects.

His hands moving up her back made her tremble and relax in degrees, feeling them pass over her tattoos was sensual in and of itself. She looked down at him with a soft and confused expression, knowing he wouldn't see it. Her head tipped back once more as she let out a soft sigh until he pulled away slightly and kissed her thigh. She trembled and bit her lip, swallowing down a whimper. Her body was tense with need and she knew then that he wanted her to surrender to her needs and his wants. She struggled with herself, not the type to beg ever. She looked down at him and then back up and let out a frustrated sound.​
 
Vallios stood, shedding his pants as he did so. His manhood stood thick and erect, pushing prominently out from the gap in his black silk boxers. With one arm Vallios reached down and hooked Malia's knee, pulling it up to better prepare herself. Then, Vallios leaned in and caught Malia in another burning kiss, this one laced with her own flavor. When he had her quite distracted Vallios pressed his hips to hers, slowly easing his girth into her tight channel.

A low moan of pleasure escaped Vallios' lips as he rocked slowly into her, pushing himself deep with every steady thrust. He'd found himself far too aroused by her to be able to pull away without some form of reciprocation, and so now he'd joined their pleasures, anxious to see how she'd react to being pinned against the wall and taken.
 
She hadn't expected him to remove any of his clothing, but as she heard the tell-tale sign that his pants were gone, she found her eyes widen and she couldn't help but look down. A heavy blush overtook her pale cheeks at the sight of him and she looked up and felt his hand hook behind her knee and pull her against his erection, making her gasp and grow suddenly urgent with need. She hadn't ever been taken this way, and it had been such a long time, but her body was already preparing for what was next. Her lips met his in a searing kiss that she felt all the way to her toes and back again, unable to stop the hungry moan that escaped her as she wrapped her arms about his shoulders, tasting his unique flavor and her own essence. Even with the distraction, she felt him press in and she trembled, tightening up against the invasion with a wince before he was seated all the way inside her body.

She relaxed against him slowly as he started to rock against her body, his moan of pleasure making her wetter and more aroused. Her ribs reminded her of what had happened earlier, but she ignored the pain in favor of him removing the ache between her thighs. Each thrust sent him deeper and deeper it seemed until she could feel him practically to her throat. She tipped her head back and wrapped her leg around his waist to pull him in closer, to make him go deeper. It felt so good that she could feel ever hard inch slide in and out. She couldn't stop the moans that escaped her as he drove in again and again.​
 
Vallios pulled Malia away from the wall, stepping back to settle upon her bed. Now, she was atop him, in the perfect position to set the pace of their pleasures. Vallios reached up and curled his hands around her breasts, giving them each a firm squeeze before he worked his hands in forceful circles. Hopefully, now that they were joined Malia would let go of her restraints and give into her carnal compulsions.

Gods above how Vallios wanted to see, and to feel Malia go crazy for him. He pushed up, working his hips into hers, trying to coax movement out of her. After all, it was no fun to surrender the reins if your partner didn't take full advantage of them. Wordlessly Vallios looked up, catching Malia's gaze with his own blazing stare.

"Show me how much you want this..." He purred.
 
Being pulled away the wall made her a little bit disappointed but once she was above him on the bed, she lost that little feeling as she looked down at him. She realized again that he was still clothed while she was fully naked and bare for him to see and feel at his leisure. She wanted him naked and on the same level as her. How could he give up the reins without stripping so that he was just as exposed? She gasped and groaned, leaning into his hands by arching her back. Looking down at him, her hair tumbled over her shoulder and partially concealed one eye, her face stained with red from her blush. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as he worked his hips against hers, making her moan low in her throat and buck back against him teasingly.

Her eyes were caught by his stare, unable to look away as he spoke to her about showing him how much she wanted this, how much she wanted him. She caught her breath before she pressed her hands on either side of his head to get some leverage in order to move better and control exactly what he felt from her. She eased back and looked down at him, almost challenging him to take control again before she spoke.

"Take off your clothes and maybe I will."

To add emphasis to her statement, she tightened the muscles firmly wrapped about his cock and clamped down on him before loosening up to see the expression on his face.​
 
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