Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Sixteen ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"I would like to know your feelings," Neron replied softly.

Mia had learned in high school that hiding feelings was important. If you didn't want to get hurt, you hold out until someone confessed other than yourself. But as she looked deeply into his eyes, she could feel his want. Taking a deep breath, she opened her heart, allowing the full effects of her love for him to wash over her body and drown the new cracks in her heart. Her cheek flushed as she watched his face, waiting to see his reaction. Her adoration for him growing by the seconds and her heart pounding so hard against her chest she was afraid it was straining itself.

Neron's expression changed gradually as more of her feelings began to seep into him. His heart began to race and his breathing increased slightly. Looking at her, he felt his cheeks begin to grow warm. Rather than give her a verbal response to these feelings, he instead leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers while pinning her against the headboard of the bed.

Mia's eyes widened as he suddenly pushed her back with the kiss. The hard headboard pushed against her back and arms as he pinned her. Slowly, her eyes closed. He didn't say it back and even though she had all these overwhelming feelings she couldn't tell if Neron was feeling anything like that towards her. A part of her wanted to know how he felt and the other part didn't. If he didn't feel the same way back, her heart would be broken, and if he did, she would only be even more terrified to lose him. She was going to regret all this later, she knew that. Days, weeks, or even years from now, she will have to stand by and watch herself lose him, even if she fault against all odds to keep him. She prayed it would be years.

Neron's tongue forced its way into her mouth. With one hand he pinned her there against the head board. Pulling back from their kiss, his free hand traced over the costume and her stockings. "Cute," he whispered with a smirk.

Mia blushed. "Keith...made me put it on...I have to wear it all night."

Neron leaned down and kissed the top of her breasts which were exposed in the costume. "For once...I'm not complaining." His hand reached down and rubbed her through her costume. It was so tight, that it was hard to feel her lips through the fabric.

Her face flushed with desire. "We...shouldn't. This isn't our place," she whispered, however she moved her legs apart to give him more access.

He nibbled on her neck as her legs spread. He rubbed her slowly, teasingly through her costume. He pressed his lips to hers, nibbling and massaging them before he let her hands fall so that he could grope her breast. Already he was moving on top of her, straddling her legs as he continued to tease her. She couldn't help but press on with him. Her lips kissed him back hungrily. Her hands moved to his shirt and started undoing the buttons. His fingers finally slid past the fabric so that he could slip them into her. He moaned softly at her pleasure as his fingers filled her and started to spread her for him. Mia wiggled under him, begging for more. Finally she got his shirt undone and slipped it off his shoulder, his fingers leaving her for no more than a second. Without missing a beat, she slid her hands down to his pants and started to work on them while rubbing him. His hips thrust forward as she rubbed him through his pants. A groan escaped his lips at the feeling. Sliding another finger into her, he started to spread his fingers out with each thrust.

"Oh..." Mia moaned as his fingers worked in her.

She working his pants until she slid the down a little pass his hips so she could free his cock. Grasping it in her hands, she started pumping it in her palm fast. He bit his lip and pushed his hips out, offering her all of his cock as she stroked him. The feeling of her stroking him. The pleasure of her being fingered. It made his entire body shudder. His thumb finally met with her clit as he began to rub her. By this time the bottom of her costume was soaked, so he pushed it out of the way the best he could as he worked her. Mia stopped. Pushing his hands from her she brought her lips over his then trailed kisses over his jaw.

"Stop teasing me, Neron. I want you."

He hissed softly as she kissed him. He began to move her. Placing her hands on the headboard he spread her legs and pushed his pants down more. He didn't even have to take off her costume to have access. Sliding his hands over her ass he squeezed the tender flesh as he started to slide himself into her. Mia gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tightly as he started to work in her. The first moment he slipped into her was always the best feeling. Her back arched as she whimpered for him. His hands slid over her back and grabbed at her butt. He smirked and nuzzled the bunny tail with his face. The people of today had weird sexual garbs, but he liked it. Pulling at her hips, he hissed and moaned as he felt her fully encase his throbbing cock. Mia moaned and tugged at her arms, but she wasn't let free. Her hips moved under him, wanting his pace to start. He was teasing her and it was cruel. He smirked as she tried to get free. He squirmed in her, letting her feel him inside her without actually thrusting.

"Neron...stop teasing," she begged as her eye opened to meet his.

"Tell me it again," he told her. "Tell me that you love me."

Mia's blushed brightly. She had never come out and said it before. "Why? You know how I feel."

"Yes, but I want to hear it." He was blushing thanks to her.

Turning from him, she stared at the wall. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes. "I love you," she whispered.

He nuzzled her neck as his tongue washed over her flesh. With one hand holding her hips he started to move into her. His pace was fast and hungry with desire and longing as he moved in her inner walls. Mia was holding her breath lightly as his tongue bathed her body. She turned her head and moved up slightly to press her lips to his, enjoying his taste and moving her hips up to his. She was starting to build slowly and she let it wash over to Neron so he would know as well. He whimpered as he felt her orgasm building inside him. He shouldn't have teased her so much. Already she was starting to build. Though he wanted to slow his pace down to prolong it, he felt her desire and her need. For that he pushed himself faster. Pushing her legs up he plowed in deeper, groaning with the feeling of it and the sensation of her oncoming orgasm. Mia didn't have to warn him, she could see it on his face that he knew it was about to happen. Just like that, she pushed her lips on his once again, dipping her tongue in his throat as her walls clamped around his cock and her breathing increased.

Neron moaned into the kiss as her walls hugged him and massaged his cock while she rode out her orgasms. He squirmed, wanting to come himself to have the feeling of a double orgasm once more. His tongue wrapped around hers while he held her still until her orgasm was over after which he broke the kiss and started again. Mia watched his face as he hungrily pumped into her. She enjoyed the expressions he made and the way he looked at her with such lust. She wasn't sure if there was any love in there, but she was just happy that she was the one lying beneathand not someone else. Neron finally felt himself start to build. He pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers as he came inside her. By now her costume was all but ruined and his pants were a mess, but he didn't care. Sliding out of her, he rolled over and pulled her on top of him, finally releasing her hands. His breathing was labored as he chuckled. He was damned. But he might as well enjoy it.

Mia buried her face him his neck. "Keith is going to be made that I ruined his costume."

"I would think he'd be more mad that he wasn't the reason you ruined it." He smirked and kissed her head.

She smiled. Sitting up she went to the closet and looked through the clothes in it. She pulled out some pants for him and the doctor costume Keith had showed her earlier. Throwing him the pants, she started to change. "I'll make it up to him and still wear a costume for him."

Neron watched her change with an amused expression on his face. It took him a while to get up and change into the new jeans. Walking over to her, he helped her with the back of the outfit. "And just how exactly do you intend to make it up to him?"

She shrugged. "Maybe ravish him in a hall closet and suck his cock."

Neron choked at this. "What!?

Mia laughed. "It's a joke. The only think he's getting is this outfit and that's it," she promised and opened the door while fixing her stockings.

"That better be all," he muttered as he followed her out to the living room. The sight before him made him quickly shield Mia's eyes. Keith was watching television. His pants down and Sophitia lavishing his cock.

Pointing to the television he nodded. "You might want to see this."

"I don't want to see any part of that!"

Mia turned into Neron's chest with the brightest blush ever. She didn't see much of it, but she saw enough. "Put some pants on damn it and do that in your room or I'm going home!"

"I don't seem to recall judging what you did in my house," Keith said coyly.

"I did it in private!" she objected. "You obviously aren't, Keith! That's sick!" She placed her hand on Neron's chest, not daring to turn around.

Keith sighed and motioned for Sophitia to stop. He started to pull up his pants and stopped only when he looked at Mia's back side. "So, did you at least like what you saw?"

Neron groaned as he began parading it around. Stepping aside from Mia, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Keith's breath caught in his throat. A second later he pulled up his pants while cursing. "He gets Mia. He gets immortality. He gets powers. He's even huge! Where's the justice in that?"

Neron smirked as he pulled up his pants and kissed Mia's forehead.

Mia's body was suddenly hot. "Why in the world would you do that?" she whispered.

"To get him to shut up," he told her. He shuddered as he felt her heat and the corresponding effects on both of their bodies.

"Well...don't do that. Sophitia was over there..." she said.

"I'm not offended," Sophitia said while wiping her mouth.

Mia turned to her. "I never said you should be offended," she said coldly.

Sophitia laughed. "Trust me, I don't want him. You have nothing to worry about."

Mia crossed her arms. "Yeah, you better be telling the truth."

Neron smiled and wrapped an arm around Mia's waist. She was getting...what was the term she had used before, feisty? Yes, she was getting feisty over him. He found that very, thrilling and rewarding. "What was it that you wanted us to see other than your personal parts?"

Keith nodded to the screen. "I figured you should see who's winning the tournament."

Neron and Mia walked over to the screen where a man with white hair and crystal blue eyes was giving a speech. He was talking about the trouble in America, and how he wanted to stop crime and help the economy. "Zeus," Neron whispered. "Why is he in the television?"

"I can't believe so many of you got so lucky and got masters with power..." Mia whispered. It made her feel very small.

Keith shrugged. "My power is my wealth, but his power is absolute." He muted the volume and looked at Neron. "Zeus, or the President, as we know him, has been using his power to hunt down and destroy us one by one. He has his own army, and if we were to try to go after him than all of America would want us dead. In short, he's in the prime position to win."

"That doesn't mean he will win, however," Sophitia said. They turned to her. "Zeus almost always gets the master with the most power, but he has never taken the prize. He always gets side track enjoying his power of common people and leaves his guard down, which is why he has an army to make sure he's protected at all time." She shrugged. "Personally, I've fault and killed him a few times. He's not that tough if you can actually get to him."

Neron looked at Sophitia. She was his only real connection to his world. "Have you ever won, Sophitia?"

"If I had won, I wouldn't be here would I?" she said coldly. She was bitter about it. She had come close many times and yet she had never succeeded. "I always get close. I'm almost always one of the last ones standing, but I have never made it all the way."

Neron shrugged. "At least you didn't win only to have your prize denied to you."

"At least you can't remember the failure," she said bitterly and walked off.

Mia looked at Keith. "Wow, she's perfect for you."

Keith smiled and nodded. "Yeah, she's awesome. And she gives great head. So it works."

He nodded for them to take a seat. "However, it hasn't been easy. There's a reason we've survived as long as we have, and that's because we try our best to hide what we are."

"That seems smart. Lay low until most of the fighting is done then pop out after all the training," Mia said.

He smirked and nodded. "We're just biding our time till the last few remain than we'll try to mop up what's rest of them." His smiled faded as he added. "Don't get your panties into a bunch, but you do realize that eventually if our warriors last long enough they'll have to fight each other."

Mia nodded. "Then let’s agree now to have a fair fight away from people and you and I will take no part in it. We will just let them fight," she said.

"Sounds good to me." Getting up, he walked over to the kitchen. "Either of you want some wine? I figure that we could toast this...wonderful occasion. I guess that's the best way to put it."

"I'm too young to drink, Keith!" Mia objected.

"Oh, please. You're immortal now. Age is the concept of the mind. I'm fifty, but do I act my age? Hell, no!" He went ahead and poured four glasses, knowing that eventually Sophitia would get off her high horse and come join them.

"I don't like wine," she said. "I'll take a cigarette though..."

Keith smirked and tossed her a pack while he brought Neron a wine glass. "Give Hades over here one," he said with a wink. "He might enjoy it."

Neron looked at the cigarette she was holding. Taking a sip of his wine, he shrugged. "I take it that you smoke it. We had similar items back in my time, though we smoked them out of pipes."

Mia lite the cigarette and took a drag before passing it to Neron. "No, I don't smoke...not really."

"What do you call this then?" Neron took the cigarette and inhaled it like he was accustomed to. A second later he was coughing out smoke as he passed the cigarette back to her. He continued coughing until he downed his wine. "That is...not what I am accustomed to."

"Welcome to the twentieth century," Keith laughed as he changed the channels on the television.

Mia smiled and sat next to Keith on the couch. "I only smoke every once in a blue moon. It relaxes me." She pulled at the doctor skirt she was wearing to make it a little longer and fixed her little hat while smoking.

"You know, sex is suppose to help you relax as well," he said as he looked over at her.

"So is dying. Being dead makes you real calm," Neron said with a frown.

Mia smirked. "You can look all you want, Keith. Just know you can never have it."

Keith pouted. "Why not!? I wanna have it!"

"Because it's mine." Neron smirked. "She's mine," he corrected.

Mia blushed. Looking over at Neron she couldn't help but feel even a little loved...and excited.

"Yeah, whatever." Keith switched the television onto a porno and relaxed. "Whenever Sophitia calms down, you should talk to her about the remaining players. I think there's about twenty left from what we last counted."

"Only twenty? But it's only been thirty years," Neron said, trying hard not to look at the screen.

"Yeah, apparently now that they don't have their armies to hide behind it's really been easy to take down others."

Mia grabbed the remote quickly and changed the channel. "You are sick, Keith. If you want me staying here, you need to learn respect."

"Fine, I'll keep that stuff to my bedroom," he told her. "You happy?"

"Very," she said smiling. Patting his hand she turned to him. "See, this won't be so bad. What are you feeding me for dinner? I'm hungry." It was late, really late, but she hadn't eaten all day.

Keith shrugged. "Sophitia! What's for dinner?" He looked over at Mia and smirked. "I haven't cooked in thirty years."

Mia groaned standing as Sophitia came out of her room. "It's ok, I'll cook. I'm sure you hate him as much as I do right now," she said.

Sophitia smiled. "I really like you," she said. Mia turned to her. "I wish I had been your warrior. I wouldn't have minded fooling around with you."

Mia blushed and back up to the fridge. She nervously turned to open it while Sophitia hopped on the counter to watch her work.