Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Twenty Two ( Chapter 22 )

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

Neron watched this, licking his lips at this scene. A part of him knew that he shouldn't allow this to happen; but right now he couldn't care less. Sophitia moved her hand lightly over Mia's chest, her fingers lightly brushing Mia's nipples. Mia shivered but didn't wake. Moving her lips down, Sophitia watched Mia's face as she lightly kissed Mia's breast. Her tongue flicked out and brushed the nipple. Taking the nipple in her mouth, Sophitia watched as Mia shifted but didn't wake. Neron felt the instant hard on press against his pants. As he thought, this was hot. Really hot. Slowly Sophitia's hand traveled down to Mia's clit. Ever so lightly, she touched it, feeling Mia's breathing pick up. While she sucked lightly on her nipple, her finger gently teased Mia's clit. After a few moments she pulled up and noticed Mia was wet. This was her favorite part. Slowly, she slipped a single finger in Mia's hole. Mia opened her mouth lightly but still, her eyes didn't open. Sophitia curved her finger inside Mia and tickled the top of her walls. Mia instantly arched her back.

Neron's hand slipped down, rubbing himself through his pants. He bit his lip and watched as Mia began to respond to her touch. Something felt wrong about all this. "You've shown me how," he said softly. "I'm grateful." He was hoping she'd catch the hint that this was enough.

Sophitia ignored him. She wanted to see Mia cum and it wasn't hard to tell the Mia was close. Neron bit his lip, his breathing picking up as he unzipped his pants and let his cock out. Sophitia smirked. Mia moaned, Neron's name escaping her lips in her dream world.

Neron shuddered as his name was called. "Okay, Sophitia," he hissed in a whisper. "That's enough."

"She's close," Sophitia said. "I'm not done.”

"If she wakes..." He shuddered, his words lost as he felt her pleasure roll over him.

Sophitia didn't care if she woke. It wouldn't be her Mia would be mad at. It would be Neron.

Black gas began to escape Neron's lips. He was losing control of his miasma. What was going on? Normally his control was better than this. The miasma travelled outward, coating the ground with it.

"Stop," he told her as he covered his mouth with his hands. His eyes snapped open as he looked at Sophitia. "What did you do to me?" Though he tried to stop it, the miasma was spreading.

Sophitia pulled back. She looked at Neron. "Great, the persuasion is wearing off."

"What!?" Neron's eyes glowed with rage, more miasma spilling frommouth. "Stop this right now!"

Sophitia groaned and looked down at the ground which was coated with miasma. "Someone has a control problem," she smirked.

Pushing her hand out, a small gust of wind pushed through the miasma creating her a path as she stood, casting one last longing look at Mia's naked form. Her persuasion left with her, seeping out of Mia's body like an invisible cloud. Mia's breathing was heavy with the loss of touch. She was still lost in her own dream world.

Neron watched her leave with a growl. Once she was gone, he felt his control returning. The miasma returned to him, seeping back into his flesh where it belonged. Walking over to Mia's warm body, he tried to wipe the memory of what he'd just seen, wondering if Sophitia would try that trick on him again. He took her nipple into his mouth as he moved his finger inside her, curling it upwards as Sophitia had done. Mia instantly responded. She moaned again and after only a few more seconds, her eyes snapped open and she cried out as she came.

Neron smiled as he caressed her face. "I should have let you slept," he smirked, wiping hison her inner thigh.

Mia smiled. "I thought it was just a dream...where did you learn that? I've never felt that good before."

"Sophitia suggested it," he told her truthfully. If Sophitia was smart, she would refrain from ever mentioning what had happened earlier.

Mia blushed at the thought of Sophitia mentioning something sexual about her. "She certainly knows her way around a woman's body..."

"Yes, it seems she does. It also seems that she is quite taken by you. She said that she has a crush on you of sorts."

Mia blushed brighter. "I can't fathom why..."

"I can," he smirked.

She smiled. Grabbing him she pulled him down so she could kiss him.

He moaned into the kiss, quickly pulling her away. "Easy," he warned her. "I've been having some...trouble controlling my miasma. I wouldn't want to give you the kiss of death."

She looked at him with question. "Since when have you had trouble with it?"

"Since Sophitia tried to mess with my mind."

"Sophitia can do that?" she asked. "What did she do?"

"I'm not certain what her power is exactly. I knew that all of the demi-gods were graced with certain abilities by their gods that set them apart from the others, but I didn't know that one of her abilities was being able to alter one's mind."

"What did she do to you? Control your powers?"

"No," he shuddered at that thought. "Though that seems to be a side effect." Looking down at her, he frowned, trying to judge what he should say next. "It was more like she used her powers to get what she wanted."

Mia snuggled into him and yawned. "What did she want?" she asked as she closed her eyes once more, her naked form wrapping around him.

"I can't remember," he said as he looked down at her. "It's like one minute I'm carrying you inside, and the next I'm on top of you."

Mia nodded into his chest, only half listening. "Ok..." she whispered.

"Sleep," he told her as he kissed her forehead. "I want you rested for later."

She was already sleeping as he said this. Her mind drifting off into the dream world she had become so fond of.

Neron waited for her to fall into a deep sleep before covering her body and walking down to Sophitia's room. He didn't bother knocking as he forced his way in. "If you ever do anything like that again I will end you."

"Calm down, it's not like I hurt her. I was just having a little fun," she said with a smirk. "It's not like she belongs to you. You belong to her, not the other way around."

"I belong to no one," he told her venomously. "And I would prefer if no one messed with my mind. I'm fairly certain that the gods have done more than enough of that as of late."

"Quit whining," she snapped. "I had some innocent fun and she enjoyed it, obviously."

He couldn't argue with that. "Unless she asks for you to ravage her, keep your hands to yourself."

"As far as I'm concerned she is fair game for anyone. And if I play dirty, you can manage."

His eyes rolled back in his head as black miasma spewed forth from his lips. "I'll manage," he said, as the miasma encircled her. "But you better watch out."

"Do you honestly think that if she had a choice you would be the one she would be with?" Sophitia said with a smirk. "The only reason she is so crazy about you is because of the bond. If she had woken you thirty years ago with the rest of us, you would be just some normal guy to her. I'm giving her options."

"Fine. Giver her your options. She will not take them."

"Don't be so sure about that, Hades. She can easily be persuaded."

"Do not forget my special ability aside from the miasma," he whispered. "There is a reason that every culture regarded me as the god of death and the underworld."

"Mia wouldn't let you touch me. Her best friend is my master," she said smirking. "Don't feel so threatened, Neron. It's not like she's the first girl you've love and she won't be the last. She's just another one on your list."

He checked to make certain that Mia was still asleep. "I never said anything about loving her," he responded. "And how should you know how many I have loved? Do you keep a list?"

"I can sense each of us and every time we have fault against each other, there was a girl behind you with loving, adoring eyes. You have made it your goal to sleep with each female master you have had. Giving them all hope that they might one day be able to keep you. Mia is no different."

He stiffened and growled. "So what? The past is the past, and this is the present." That was the only thing that was keeping him sane as of late.

"Blah, blah, blah." Sophitia's eyes hardened. "Someday this will be your past and you will find some other girl but Mia will always be stuck in this present thinking of the one guy she wanted to keep. You keep telling yourself that the past is the past and when you find some other girl, you'll tell her the same thing, forgetting all about Mia. And yet, Mia will be left with nothing but a broken heart. Your past will always be her present."

Neron rolled his eyes and turned from her. He'd never thought of it like that. A century was like a breath to him. A millennium a year, and most of that time was spent in hibernation. What would happen to Mia? What had happened to the others? How many were there? "Fine. Try what you want, but you're no better than I am, Sophitia. So don't even pretend that you are."

"I never said I was," she said shrugging. "I'm just smart enough not to lead the girls on. I screw them, then walk away."

"Well I'm sorry for not bringing random women to my master's place."

"Maybe it would have been easier if you told her you wouldn't ever love her and you could never be with her. Maybe then she would be stuck with all this hope. Or maybe you want her to have that hope, because everyone knows that a master with hope gives the warrior strength."

He froze at this. His hands balled into fists. "Think whatever you like. It makes no difference to me."

"Really? Because I think it does."

"Why should what you think matter to me?"

"It's not what I think, it's what you know is true."

"All I know is what has occurred since I've been awakened. Nothing more and nothing less."

"Then I hope you feel better at night when you rest your head on the pillow next to her knowing that she will mean nothing to you in the next millennium "

"I have never had a problem sleeping before, so I doubt that I will start now." He slammed her door shut behind him, not wanting to listen anymore of misguiding words.

Sophitia continued to smile on the other side of the door. She didn't consider herself to be a bad person, she considered herself an honest person.

Neron walked through the house, going outside summoned his blades. The familiar pain of flesh being torn apart overwhelming him. It was a good feeling. He took to hacking away at a tree for no particular reason other than it gave him a reason not to think. Sophitia was another warrior, one of the best. He couldn't forget that. Her greatest strength was her ability as a tactician and knowing when to strike. She was great at playing head games. That was all it was.

Mia woke later that night and sat up. "Neron?" she called. When he didn't answer, she slipped out of bed and put on a pair of panties and one of his button up shirts. Walking out of her room, she saw Keith sitting on the couch watching TV and Sophitia in the kitchen fixing him something to drink.

"Where's Neron?"

Keith looked up, smirking at her present attire. "I dunno. Haven't seen him since we quit training."

Mia looked at the clock on the wall. It was nearly sun rise. "Why are you still up?"

"I just woke up. Asian twins tired me out after lunch." Keith smiled at the thought. "Ah. I love Chinese takeout."

"You're gross..." Mia said. Walking to the window she peeked out. "Do you think he went out?"

"If he's not in the house, then yes, he's probably outside somewhere. Hopefully he hasn't gone too far. Your bond and his powers has a certain range. He steps out of it and you won't be able to feel each other and he can't use his powers." Keith flipped through the channels, smiling when Sophitia gave him his drink.

"He's not far. He's in the woods around here," Sophitia assured Mia.

Mia opened the door. "Neron!" she yelled.

Sophitia smirked. "I don't think he's that close." Mia sighed and sat down on the couch with Keith. "Something to drink?"

"Something with chocolate." Sophitia nodded.