Star Ocean (All Series) Fan Fiction ❯ Curious Obsession ❯ One-Shot

Okay, this is my first lemon fic so don't be too hard on me. Remember, this fic is for people over the age of 18 so if you're under aged or just don't like lemons, then don't read. Now before I shut up and let you read, I need to add that I do not own SO3 or any of its characters.

 

Curious Obsession

 

Nel should have known better than to leave everyone without notice. Cliff, out of nowhere, decided to throw a party at the nearest tavern as they waited for the engineers to equip Crosell with the Thunder Arrow. It was a nice break from the boredom of pacing around and waiting. Everyone was there, even the cold captain of the Black Brigade. It took a little convincing from Maria before Fayt finally decided to join the party since he was still worried about the Vendeen attacking.

 

Naturally, there was beer, ale, and cider that was mostly drunk by Cliff until Mirage cut him off as the small team talked amongst themselves. With what little alcohol that was left, Nel tried to work up a small buzz to forget about the last few stressful days, but couldn't quite get there as a pair of wine colored eyes kept watching her. Albel was staring at her again just as he had been for the past week. She tried glaring back, thinking that it would make him divert his attention elsewhere, but it only made things worse as a slow grin formed on his features.

 

She knew that look very well. The male soldiers under her command gave her the very same stares, but there was something about the way he looked at her that made her feel strange. Maybe it was the conversation they had earlier that was making her feel uneasy. Or maybe it was her curiosity acting up again. She could be curious to see what he would do next. It was her curiosity that started this mess, or rather that was what she wanted to believe. Eventually, Cliff, in his drunken stupor, managed to get Fayt to drink a mug before he started an arm wrestling contest with Mirage. Maria shook her head at Fayt's inability to hold liquor as he dozed off on the counter. With everyone distracted, she thought it was the perfect opportunity to leave before Albel drove her insane.

 

Once she was out in the pleasant cool night air, she quickly ran to the one place that no one, and hopefully Albel, would ever think to find her. She went just outside of the city gates and leaned against the wall that protected Aquios from monsters and invaders. She slowly slid down the wall until she was seated on the ground as her thoughts traveled back to the Wicked One.

 

It had started one week ago when they reached the Ruins of Barr. She was fighting monsters along side everyone else when Albel rushed past her and attacked the dragon that was about to strike her from behind. He defeated it with graceful, but deadly strokes from his sword and she couldn't help but stare at him every once in a while after that. She watched as his muscles flexed with every swing of his claw and sword. He was so thin, but his whole body was nothing but muscle, giving him the ability to be fast and agile as he cut down his enemies.

 

It wasn't long before she began to notice other things about him, like how his shirt molded against his body and showed off his chest. She started to imagine him without his clothes on, only to blush furiously and try to think of something else. Nel continuously convinced herself that she was curious about the male body, but she couldn't come up with a reason why she picked Albel the Wicked to stare at of all people. Why not Cliff or Fayt? Why not someone from Aquaria? Whatever the reason was, he was still plaguing every thought in her brain. Even in those rare times when she was traveling in the very back of the group, her gaze would shift from the path they were following to Albel's ass.

 

Nel sighed into the night air. She knew now it was not curiosity, but an attraction. She was attracted to him and nothing more. But knowing that didn't bother her as much as the feeling she got when he began staring at her. That started in Peterny when they were gathering supplies for their journey through the lava caves. In her recent observation of Albel, she noticed that other women looked at him, some with the look of longing in their eyes, some with desire, and others with lust. But that didn't last long because he would turn and glare at them and even go as far as to threaten them when he noticed they were not going to stop. And then it happened, he finally caught her in the act. He didn't glower and threaten her like he did to the other women, but stared back at her before he walked away with a thoughtful yet evil grin on his face. When it came time to leave, he made sure to make her arrive at the meeting place late so she'd be stuck riding a dragon with him.

 

To her relief and shocking disappointment, he didn't do anything during the flight back to the Barr Mountains. She was relieved that he wasn't angry at her and was going to throw her off the dragon when they were high enough in the air, but she was disappointed that he… Nel fought down an embarrassed blush, she was disappointed that he didn't try to touch her anywhere else besides around her waist. Albel insisted that she should sit in front of him as he steered the air dragon over to her. He said it was so she would have less of a chance of falling off during flight. Nel hated riding on air dragons, mostly because she was unaccustomed to it, but for once she had a pleasant journey with Albel directing the beast. She really didn't want to admit it, but she actually felt safer riding with him.

 

After that moment, Albel acted strange around her. It was almost as if he was trying to be nicer to her, or at least as nice as he could muster. He still had a few choice insults to throw her way, but the insults could be turned around and used as compliments if she paid close attention. Then there was this morning when he challenged her to a little sparring practice in a secluded area in town. It was the third day they had been back in Aquios with Crosell so she was bored enough to take up the offer.

 

It was an intense battle with the clanging of metal echoing through the area as the sun beat its rays down on the two warriors. Nel had some difficulty blocking his attacks, but overall was able to be a formidable opponent to him. She almost had a chance to win the duel when she caught his sword between her daggers and was about to knock him down with a sweeping kick until he suddenly asked her something.

 

“Do you have any boyfriends or suitors?” That caught her off guard, allowing him to free his sword and knock a blade out of her grasp in the process.

 

“What business of it is yours?” she snapped as she fought to control the blush. She raised her remaining dagger to fend off his attack.

 

“None. I was just wondering how easy it would be to distract you,” he replied before he leaped to the side to avoid her strike. Nel quickly made a run to the other side of the small field to retrieve her weapon. Albel chased her and tried to keep her from reaching her fallen blade, but was surprised as she suddenly turned and hit him in the stomach with her fist. This gave her enough time to grab her dagger and go into a defensive stance before he recovered.

 

“You haven't answered my question,” he panted before he resumed the battle.

 

“Are you trying to distract me again?”

 

“No, now I'm curious.”

 

“It's none of your business!”

 

“I answered your questions,” he returned as she back flipped out of his range. She didn't notice that she was close to a stone wall and was vulnerable to a trap.

 

“I'm too busy with missions to be romantically involved with anyone,” she eventually answered through gritted teeth as she used all of her strength to keep his charging blade from breaking past her crossed daggers.

 

“Is that so?” he smirked before his claw came up and pushed her against the wall. The force of the impact was enough to make her drop her weapons and she suddenly found the dull edge of his sword at her throat.

 

“Then that means there is no competition for me to worry about,” he whispered huskily as he leaned in closer. Her eyes widened and her heart beat frantically in her chest as his eyes closed. She could feel his warm breath on her face and watched as his lips came even closer to hers.

 

“FAYT!!! ALBEL'S TRYING TO KILL NEL!!!” a young voice screamed in the background. Albel quickly looked back to find a small tail zip around a corner. Roger must have been watching them and was worried when Nel got pinned.

 

“Meddling worm,” he growled as he pulled away and glared at the direction where the Menodix was spotted. Her knees suddenly felt weak and she felt very warm as she slowly sat down on the ground. Nothing more was said or done until Fayt and Cliff rushed over to check up on them.

 

It was obvious that Albel wanted her. Nel couldn't help but feel a little thrilled about that, but she was also …frightened? No, not frightened, maybe she was nervous or worried. Should he have his way with her, that attraction she had toward him may turn into something more. She was already more attached to him than she ever wanted to be and if she ended up falling for him, it would hurt her to find that the one night she shared with him would be the only time. She may have been too busy to even think about sex, but that didn't mean she never wanted to do it. And she wasn't desperate enough to have a one night stand with anyone who just wanted a quick lay.

 

Suddenly a roar was heard nearby. Nel glanced up to see a War Chameleon and a Man Trap charging towards her. She was up in an instant with her daggers ready before the Man Trap roared again and caught the attention of more monsters. The War Chameleon was the first to strike, but she gracefully dodged it and attacked the Man Trap. It was defeated after two blows. She cast a Fire Bolt spell at the large lizard as it charged again. She then finished her move by jumping on top of the monster and sliced its scaly skin from the neck to the mid back before it died.

 

Nel's head felt a bit woozy as she shook the blood off her daggers. Although she didn't get that buzz, she still had enough booze to get a little tipsy and all that jumping around didn't help her. She started to wobble a little on her feet before she decided to head back into the city and climb into bed. But after no more than five steps, she felt something tear through the back of her leather armor. Another War Chameleon had tried to cut her with its razor sharp claws from behind, but missed and hit her armor. She quickly pulled out a dagger and spun around only to drop to her knees as a wave of dizziness hit her. She narrowly escaped a Fire Bolt when she fell.

 

“Damn!” she muttered as she spied a Ravitch zooming over to her. Nel then realized why she was feeling so weak, she had used up most of her mental energy that day from runology training and she didn't have enough energy left to cast another spell.

 

“Air Slash!” a deep voice called before the War Chameleon was knocked down. A dark image flashed past Nel and took care of the monsters in an instant. The figure then wiped the blood off of his sword until it gleamed in the moonlight.

 

“Nox?” she said weakly as he turned and faced her, “What are you doing here?”

 

“I thought I'd come and save your ass. Were you trying to get killed?” he snapped while he walked up to her. Despite his angry expression, his eyes held concern for her. Nel sighed in frustration before she reached behind herself to check the damage on her armor.

 

“Why would you care if I get killed? I thought you wanted all the `Aquarian wenches' to die?” she returned. There were deep gashes in the leather that were beyond repair. She would have to go buy new armor tomorrow, until then, she needed to get as far away from Albel as possible.

 

“Of course I'd care, woman! If you are going to die then it would be by my hands,” he answered as he crossed his arms. She mistook what he said as a threat and gave him the best menacing glare she could manage from where she sat. It was kind of hard to look menacing when the guy you wanted to intimidate was towering over you.

 

“Are you trying to pick a fight?” She readied herself to unsheathe her blades should he attack.

 

“No, I'm just telling you…” he began with a dark smirk on his face as he kneeled down to her level. His black blonde hair hid his eyes from her as he brought his good hand up to touch her cheek, “…Your life belongs to me.”

 

He then raised his head, allowing her to see the desire and lust within his ruby colored orbs, before his hand traveled to the back of her neck to pull her closer. A shudder racked through her frame when she felt his warm breath blowing on her ear as he whispered, “You are mine.”

 

That feeling came back in full force and she suddenly felt very hot as his tongue traced the shell of her ear lightly. His hand slid down to her lower back while he trailed small kisses along her jaw and down to her neck. She gasped softly at the sensation he was creating within her. In the back of her mind, she kept telling herself to make him stop before it went too far, but her body ended up betraying her as her hands traveled up Albel's upper body, caressing every inch of his muscular chest. He grinned against her skin before he pulled away to look upon her face. Her eyes were half closed and her mouth was slightly open before she seemed to regain her senses and glanced up at him. With a small chuckle, he tightened his arm around her waist moved to stand up. Nel soon found herself slung across his right shoulder as he made his way back into the city.

 

“W-where are you taking me?” she demanded as he walked casually down the Moonlit Bridge. She didn't dare to yell and scream lest somebody might see her in this embarrassing situation.

“To the inn, fool. You didn't think I was going to claim you out there did you?”

 

“Claim me? Who said that I was going to…” she cut off mid sentence. Albel still had his metal shoulder guard on and it was pressing against her lower stomach, making her feel very uncomfortable.

 

“You didn't say anything, your actions did all the talking.” Rage flared up within her before she tried to twist in his grasp to look at his face.

 

“So you're going to rape me just because I have been watching you!?”

 

“Oh, but Nel, it isn't rape if you enjoy it,” he laughed as he purposely slowed his pace, “Besides, I have desired you long before the Ruins of Barr.”

 

She froze at what he said. He knew about what she did since the beginning and he wanted her before that? She tried struggling to get free. This man wasn't capable of loving, he only wanted sex and she was certainly not going to satisfy his lust.

 

“If you don't stop that, I'll take you right here,” he warned, his voice was deeper than usual. She stilled her movements when she felt his claw gently trace the runes on her thigh.

 

“If you're so desperate, then why don't you go find a Glyphian whore instead of me,” she sneered. They were in the city now and the streets were empty. All the citizens were in their beds sound asleep. He continued his journey to the inn.

 

“I don't want a whore. I want you. And I'm not desperate at all, you're the only woman I'd consider sleeping with. You're the only one who caught my attention. I can't stand other women, they're too pathetically weak.” Albel pushed open the door and walked right in. The Inn keeper and the staff were nowhere to be seen, which meant that it must be late night. Nel's heart was pounding wildly in her chest at all the things he had said. It couldn't be true, he couldn't possibly be in lo- no, not that, attracted to her!

 

Her thoughts were cut short when her feet finally touched the ground. She noticed that the room was dimly lit and rather small but didn't dwell on her surroundings too long when she found herself pushed up against the door, pinned there by his body. He then claimed her mouth in a sweet, gentle kiss as his good hand removed the scarf around her neck. Nel moaned slightly and let her eyes drift shut before her mind had one more rational thought. Her mind desperately told her to get out now before it was too late. Should anyone discover that she ended up sleeping with Albel the Wicked, the former enemy of Aquaria, then her reputation would be ruined. She didn't even want to think what the queen would do if she found out.

 

Albel was getting more aggressive in the kiss as his tongue flicked across her lips, seeking entry, which she gladly gave. As their tongues dueled, Nel cautiously moved her hand to reach the doorknob only to find that his claw beaten her there. She opened one eye when she heard a click followed by a tiny clanging of metal and vaguely realized that he locked the door and threw the key onto the nearby table. Her only escape was gone, but she didn't care as he caught her lower lip between his teeth and started sucking on it. His claw moved away from the door and brushed across the claw marks in her armor before he ripped them further until the thick leather fell off, leaving her in her black uniform, leggings, and boots. He pulled away eventually to take a breath as he wrapped both arms around her and worked on getting his claw unbuckled. His eyes never looked away from hers as he concentrated on removing the iron shell that protected his artificial arm. Of their own accord, Nel's hands found their way into his shaggy mane of hair and her fingers got hopelessly tangled as she brought him closer for another passionate kiss.

 

Once his metal hand was free, he ran both hands down her body, eliciting a strong shudder from his partner. When he reached her thighs, he slipped under her skirt and yanked her black panties down. She broke away with a gasp as he nudged her legs apart.

 

“Albel, I don't think-” Without warning, he roughly shoved two fingers up her moist core, turning her protest into a cry of pleasure.

 

“I knew you'd see it my way,” he muttered with a smirk as he withdrew his fingers almost all the way out and plunged back in, causing her to arch her back against the wooden door. He started moving at a slow pace while his metal hand grabbed her breast and messaged it gently. Her hands worked on undoing his braids as he picked up the pace and before she knew it, wisps of blonde hair flowed down his back. Nel moaned louder when his thumb found her clit and rubbed in time with his thrusting, making her to buck her hips against him, but he easily held her still with his free hand.

 

“…Albel…” she whimpered as something started building up in her lower abdomen.

 

“Remember my name, because that's the only name you'll ever scream out in ecstasy. I'll personally make sure I'm the only man who touches you like this!” he growled roughly. She cracked her eyes open slightly to see his own lust filled orbs staring down on her hungrily. His mouth was twisted into the wicked grin he was famous for as his fingers continued to ravage her inner walls. He was obviously enjoying the sight of her squirming in his grasp. Her cheeks were flushed and sweat began to form as the pressure increased. Her body begged for release, but found none when he stopped abruptly and pulled out.

 

“Why did you stop!?” she demanded before she could stop herself. He just grinned wider as he slowly brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. As he pulled away, she was surprised to find his choker in her hands. She must have undone it somehow when he was teasing her. Albel grabbed it and tossed it aside before he led her to the middle of the room, where he proceeded to remove the rest of her clothing. He kissed every inch of newly exposed skin until she was completely naked.

 

Both of his hands found their way to her breasts while he kissed the side of her neck hungrily. Her head lolled to the side to give him more room as he gently nipped her. He made sure to leave a large mark there while he ran his thumb across her hardened nipples. She shivered once again from the attention he was giving to her breasts and as his kisses trailed back up her jaw line. He then stopped to look at her.

 

“Are you going to undress me or should I do it for you?” Albel inquired in an amused tone. She almost rolled her eyes as a small smile appeared on her lips. If she had any more doubts or worries about sleeping with him, they were far gone and were replaced with a deep wanting. It was too late to stop now, her body was urging her on as she pulled his shoulder guards off and immediately went for the hem of his midriff shirt.

 

She favored tasting his chest, which was salty from sweat, over stripping him quickly like he did to her. She was able to feel his hard erection when she pressed up against him and received a groan from him before he molded and kneaded her flesh in return. She soon found herself exploring his mouth as she ran her fingers down his stomach and started untying the sash that secured his sword and sarong to his slender waist. He quickly grabbed his sword before it could fall to the ground with his clothing and placed it by the table without breaking the kiss.

 

All that was left on him were his boots and as Nel bent down to take them off, she was level with his swollen member. She gave a seductive grin as she ran a lone finger over the sensitive skin of his shaft and was surprised to hear a gasp before he picked her up and tossed her unto the bed. When she regained her senses, he pounced on top of her and she noticed that his boots were gone before he kissed her hard until her lips were bruised. He then moved down to her breasts and engulfed one of her soft orbs with his mouth while his artificial hand squeezed the other. She cried out his name when he bit down on the rosy peak and then smoothed the bite marks with his tongue. He switched to give the other side the same treatment before he drifted down to the wet junction between her thighs.

 

Albel's hands cupped her ass and gave them a firm squeeze as he lowered down and licked her cunt. Nel arched her back at the electrifying sensation before she grabbed his head to keep him there. He continued his ministrations, licking and sucking on her clit, while he watched her face as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Her hips started bucking against him again, but this time he didn't keep her still.

 

“…Don't stop…,” she sighed as she felt liquid heat pooling at her center. It wasn't until Albel picked at her clit with his teeth when she screamed in pure ecstasy and released her sweet nectar into his awaiting mouth. He came back up after he was done and wiped his mouth with the back of his good hand as her labored breathing calmed down. Their was a kinder look in his eyes before he laid beside her and nuzzled her hair as he waited for her to recover from her first orgasm. They were still darkened with lust, but there was a loving look in his eyes. Nel didn't think too much about it when her gaze traveled down to her thigh where his erection was resting. She hesitantly touched the head and heard him stifle a moan.

 

“Sorry, did you want a turn?” he asked with a mischievous smile before he flipped them over so she was on top. She was startled for a brief moment before she realized that the tables were turned. Nel stared down at him as she licked her lips and then headed down to his shaft. She lightly trailed her slender fingers down to the base and then lifted it up to her lips. She heard jagged breathing as her tongue traced every inch of the head before she slowly brought him into her mouth. She took in as much as she could and then delicately grazed her teeth over the hypersensitive skin as she pulled back. She repeated her actions while her hands stroked the area her mouth couldn't reach as she gradually increased her speed.

 

Albel eventually let out a deep throated groan, causing Nel to glance at him while she continued pleasuring him. One of his hands gripped the side of the bed while other fisted in the sheets as he watched the red haired Aquarian bob her head on his erection. He looked so vulnerable now, compared to his usual cold, arrogant demeanor. Suddenly, his head fell back onto the pillows as his eyes shut tightly, alerting her that he was coming close to a climax. She was about to stop before he came as revenge for earlier, but was shocked when he let out a hoarse cry and released his seed into her mouth. His good hand reached behind her neck and fisted in her hair as she drank every last drop of him until he was dry.

 

She crawled up to give him an openmouthed kiss and buried her hands into his messy mane of hair. Albel looked really tired, but that didn't stop him from rolling them over to take control. He proceeded to explore her body after he broke the kiss. He searched for the spots that made her moan, the spots that made her arch her back in pleasure, and for the spots that made her scream his name. She could feel his member harden once again from every whimper she made, but when he bit down on a rune near her collarbone, she ground her hips into his, causing him to get a full erection. She soon found herself pushed down on the mattress before he grabbed his manhood and guided it towards her slick heat.

 

Nel bit her lower lip as he carefully pushed inside. Although she had no barrier, thanks to all the fighting and exercise, it was still uncomfortable as her walls stretched to accommodate his large size. Albel couldn't hold back the moan as he buried himself deeper into her tight, hot passage until he was at the hilt. He waited for a few minutes to let her adjust before he pulled back until he was almost out and then glided back in. He started rocking against her at a steady pace as she met each thrust with a sigh and wrapped her legs around his waist.

 

“Faster,” she pleaded softly near his ear. In their current position, he wasn't sure if he could go any faster so he detached from her and turned her over so that her back was facing him before he slammed into her entrance from behind. She cried out in bliss as he pounded into her even faster and deeper than before.

 

“Say my name, Nel. I want you to scream it so loud that your throat goes sore,” he grunted between thrusts. She constricted so tightly around him that he felt like he was going to explode at any second, but he was determined to make her cum first and held back. He let his burnt arm support him up as he brought his good hand to flit across her nipples and then traveled down to rub her clit.

 

There was a warmth building up at her center that radiated throughout her body as she felt a climax more immense than the last one approaching. Sparks exploded behind her eyelids and a wave of white hot ecstasy flooded her body as she screamed his name.

 

“ALBEL!!!”

 

He followed soon after and roared her name as he shot his load deep within her body. Their bodies felt numb as they remained still until the last waves of their orgasm subsided. Albel thrust into her a few more times to ensure that he emptied every last bit of himself into her hot depths before he pulled out and helped her lay down. With his last amount of strength, he leaned over the headboard of the bed to blow out the candles and then pulled the sheets over their sweat drenched bodies.

 

Now that it was completely dark, Nel couldn't see him anymore, but she felt an arm wrap around her waist and was pulled closer to his body. She rested her head on his chest and was almost surprised to hear his heartbeat. It appeared that Albel the Wicked really did have a heart. She unconsciously snuggled closer to him as a contented sigh escaped her lips. His calm breathing almost lulled her to sleep, but there was a question plaguing her mind.

 

“…Albel?” she whispered hesitantly.

 

“Hn?” he responded, it sounded like he was very close to slipping into oblivion.

 

“Why me? Why did you want me?” Only silence met her ears and she briefly wondered if he fallen asleep until she felt him tilt her chin up so her head rested against his shoulder.

 

The answer she received was not what she expected, but it still made her happy to hear it nonetheless. She was relieved with his answer because, just as she feared, her attraction turned into love. No more thoughts or worries came to mind anymore as her tired body fell into a deep sleep within his arms.

 

When morning came around, Nel awakened in an unfamiliar room completely naked and was slightly lying on top of a warm body. She blinked groggily as memories of last night came back to her before she sat up slightly to gaze down at Albel's slumbering form. He seemed so innocent when he was asleep, it was hard to believe that he was the same bloodthirsty warrior who mercilessly slaughtered her people. She almost felt horrible for falling for him, but if she and her country can't learn to forgive and forget, then they might as well call off the truce. Time will heal the wounds of war and the people will move on. But moving on didn't necessarily mean for the two leaders from rival military branches to have sex, so mentioning this to anyone was not a good idea.

 

She separated herself from his embrace carefully so as not to awaken him and then searched for her clothes. By the time she was fully dressed, the sun was starting to rise. Nel picked up her tattered armor and was about to grab the key to get out when arms wrapped around her and prevented her from moving.

 

“Where do you think you're going?” Albel asked before he began kissing her now covered neck.

 

“I need to go before someone notices I'm missing. And I need to go buy new armor,” she explained as she faced him slightly.

 

“You can get that worm's inventors to make you a new one, there's no rush.” She leaned against him and placed her arms over his.

 

“Say it again,” she said suddenly as she smiled.

 

“Say what again?”

 

“What you told me before we fell asleep.” She didn't have to look at him to tell that he was getting annoyed.

 

“You heard me the first time,” he replied as he leaned his head against hers.

 

“Well, in that case, I'll just go ahead and leave then,” she began as she tried to break away, but she found that his grip on her was a little too strong.

 

“You're not going anywhere.” He began leading her back to the bed.

 

“I'm not going to do anything with you until you say it,” she warned with a small grin.

 

Albel let out an aggravated sigh before responding with, “Fine, I love you. Happy?”

 

“Yes. Now was that so hard?” she giggled before he pushed her unto the bed.

 

“Whatever,” was his reply as he held her down. He didn't give her a chance to tell him how she felt as he captured her mouth in a demanding kiss and pulled down her underwear again, but she knew she'd have plenty of time to tell him later.