#the lioness (Lina Inverse)

[xxelloss]

"I would invite you for my wedding with Gourry, but I am scared that Filia would kill me." From Lina

   “MISS Lina!”

The Lesser Beast’s voice, like the underside of wet dark silk, slides high with incredulity.  He smacks together gloved palms and tosses his hair.  In the sunlight, where the pair converse, it looks all the hues of grape-flavored candy (sweet and sour) and it glistens like the lean slick body of a predator.

And predator he is. 

   “I have never known you to be afraid of anything! What blasphemy is this?” 

[ipraygreywords]

@magickforged didn’t ask for this but I miss her muses

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Rezo wrings his hands, and takes a seat at the designated loud, raucously seedy tavern.  His heightened and honed senses are exploding with noise pollution and the reek of stale cheap whiskey and pipe smoke, but this meeting is a matter of life and death.

     “Lina,” and he cuts all formal titles, because when you’ve been through two end-of-the-world death scenarios with someone, despite prior conflicts of interest, it creates a pretty airtight bond with the other person, “Lina, please tell me you didn’t blow up that village just southwest of here.” 

He speaks in the tone of a doting father begging his daughter to tell him she hasn’t stolen his coinpurse and bought a whorehouse. 

[flameofchaos]

Her wild heartbeat drummed in his ears, not helping - his instinct of a predator reacted to it. Only the fact Lina showed no fear let him stay in control. If she would panic it would be her end.

But Lina Inverse never panic like a scared prey. That was also a reason he adored her so much. 

"Funny feeling, isn't it?" the demon whispered into the sorceress ear, while tentacles of his power slowly were drowning into her aura. "We are one now. You practically breathe with me."

A small poke from her astral side almost made him snort. She wasn't a lamb, she was a lioness, and even in this situation the sorceress reminded him about that.

First waves of pleasure, when he caught the Chaos signs, made him tense and Xellos' hands squeezed Lina's. He has chosen one of the most demanding of forms this evening, so probably it would make him later quite exhausted. That made him ensure that outside barriers are stable. No common mazoku should be tempted to break them and attack.  

He kept his detailed human form, because he desired to feel Lina as intensively as possible, especially now when she started to cooperate with him and seemed to like his touch much better than in the beginning of their attempt. It wasn't easy to balance it and his astral power released. It cost Xellos extreme bunch of energy, but it was worth it.

Still he hesitated before sinking into her, still balancing on the edge, enjoying her physical body and sparkles of the Chaos on it.

Xellos lips travelled across Lina's nape and neck, nuzzling her skin with nose and small kisses ended with delicate tickling of his tongue. He couldn't resist that. With his every next caress his energy went deeper into her, probably giving double pleasure. Air smelled of Xellos scent - the freshness of stormy air and electricity of thunder.

"Let's start then."

flameofchaos​: 

Xellos smiled, feeling like the girl shifts her leg close to his and her hand connects with his, but didn’t stop reading, his voice melodic and smooth, his breath caressing Lina’s forehead. Shorter strands of her chestnut brown hair tickled his lips. Fingers of his hand caressing the sorceress’ arm tangled with hers, playing with them, massaging tips of her digits and brushing the inner side of her palm. All of it almost unconsciously, instinctively like it was the most natural gesture in the world when she was in his arms like the precious treasure he had to protect.

The demon showed the girl sketches of the main temple with it’s levels and secret rooms. How much knowledge was lost there? Should he go there to find some answers about what is happening to Lina? How his Mistress would react? He is late with the report anyway, but the Greater Beast would understand if he explains, right?

He paused reading, letting Lina to take a better look at the detailed pictures, hiding his face in the crown of her head and inhaling her scent deeply in his fake lungs. 

He thought that slow entering into the bond would let him keep his control, but he already knew he was wrong. His desire increased with every minute and Xellos became aware of the fact if he stopped himself too long, his aggressive instincts would awake, so he closed the book and put it on the table next to the bed, then repositioned Lina gently on her side and clinged to her back tightly . The mazoku’s hand placed on her belly, pressing her hips more to his. It remained there, warming a little the aching woman’s abdomen while Xellos was devouring her pain and preparing his blocades to be unlocked.

“Don’t worry, Miss Lina. I’m going to care for you like yesterday. Just relax and feel.” His hot, wet lips slid across her nape, brushing her skin. His aura filled the room, closing them in comforting darkness. Even the fireplace seemed to extinguish in comparison the dark energy.

“Whenever you are ready, Miss Lina,” the demon purred, his tone soft and caring like lover’s but with a sparkle of desire and expectation.

Lina flushed as Xellos positioned her. Ordinarily she would protest mightily but she understood that it was in her best interest to go along. Xellos had been very patient to allow her to get used to being close to him first before they tried the connection again. And, well, it felt nice to have him pressed close against her like that.

His words tickled her skin, making her tremble a little. Her heart beat harder, she was sure he could hear it. She wanted to protest his lips against her neck but couldn’t find words for it. It was too intimate. Too much like a lover, like someone who cared for her. And yet, even knowing he couldn’t genuinely care or desire her like that, it was still nice.

She took a shaky breath and closed her eyes as her hand sought his free one, her other moving over his on her tummy. “I’ll do my best.” And she slowly deconstructed her mental barriers, allowing herself to feel his cool chaotic flow around her astral self. She cheekily gave him a gentle poke there, before settling into the meditative flow of astral projection, freeing her soul and astral self from her body with the skill of the master sorceress she was.

It was a very vulnerable state to be in, especially surrounded by the miasma of a dangerous astral being, but allowed him to carefully ease her essence out of her body and into whatever shape he needed to examine it. She felt the sea of his power around her again, it’s currents and flows rocking against her.

He could easily swallow her like this. She was so small compared to him. And yet… she didn’t fear.

[xxelloss]

Xelloss smirks at Lina with all the malice of which he’s infamous. Yet, despite the expression on his face, as he smiles at her across the stained table in this smoke-filled dive, the Wolf is fond of the Bandit Killer.  Her honor code is predictable enough to clock her at “never a double-crosser,” and she’s got a thing against axing kids.  At the same time, she’s intelligent, dynamic, and volatile enough to be more than a friend. 

Better: she’s also a tool.  

    “Don’t think Gourry will, as they say, ‘shit bricks’ over you going it solo?” 

He winks.

    “I’m kidding of course, Miss Lina.  I know no force on this planet could stop you.  But the cut’s 60/40 in my employer’s favor, or you’re a lone operative.”  

[ipraygreywords]

❛ you’ve got something they don’t . ❜ // from lina !

❥     𝐓𝐎  𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄  𝐖𝐄  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄  ,  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  .

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Even at their most adversarial, Lina Inverse and Rezo Greywords shared a strangely even rapport: whatever his maoh-driven perversions, his crimes, he was smart and accomplished and a genuine humanitarian, and she--gold-hearted, yet grasping moral complexity--she, just as intelligent as he, in different venues, appreciated this.  Each of their clashes in the past had been professional, a tete-a-tete of “what’s your plan,” “here’s my plan,” and “cool beans, well played, but I’m gonna try to stop you now.”  A far fling from Phibrizzo’s highly personal brand of sadism, or Valgaav’s immovable madness. Rezo had even thanked Lina for thwarting what it was beyond him to stop, both times; and apologized.  Even on opposite sides of the battlefield, Rezo trusted Lina to be courageous, skilled, and honorable.  

Since his resurrection free of Shabranigdu, that collegial relationship has developed into friendship; she is the next internationally renowned magical genius, and he is happy to be her sounding board and resource.  Sometimes there’s nobody else who is equally as nerdy and reckless as Rezo, other than Lina. 

     “High praise from Lina the Bandit Killer,” the Sage teases, with a low chuckle, and places the (remains of) last night’s roast (he had promised her another last time she visited, after all) before her. He eases into a chair next to her.  “I can’t imagine what you mean, but thank you.”  He laughs a little harder.  “Unless of course that was an insult.” 

[ipraygreywords]

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