Xelloss carefully extracted himself from Filia's embrace again. She had been sleeping restlessly, not like she had been the other nights, and had been more inclined to cuddle him than anything else while asleep. Whatever mood it was that had brought on the strong flavor of desperation in bed before she had fallen asleep seemed to have carried over into her sleep. She kept mumbling, too, though Xelloss could never make out what she was saying.

He carefully gathered Filia into his own arms, pulling her against him. I'm not doing this because I...feel anything for her, I'm just doing this so I have a better chance of hearing her clearly... He gave the flesh under his hands a gentle squeeze, enjoying how her breasts felt under them. And I can enjoy this, too, he thought with a grin.

Filia twisted in his arms once again, this time bringing her arms up and entangling her fingers in his hair. She pulled his face downwards, tilting hers up so their lips would meet, and Xelloss realized that her blue eyes were open, though unfocused.

Then her lips were on his, kissing him passionately and insistantly, and he quickly found himself giving in and not caring at all.

By the time he could think coherently again, it was completely over. Both were sweaty, and breathing hard (for their respective species) and Xelloss could feel the tiredness and satisfaction with just the slightest touch of dull pain radiating from the almost-asleep dragon snuggled up close beside him.

Xelloss felt too numb to actually taste Filia's emotions. It had been good, though also frantic and confusing... He couldn't remember, and didn't really care, which of them had taken it past simply kissing. He had left her bruised, from the force of his kisses and from the not-so-occasional nip, but he didn't feel any guilt because she would have done the same to him if he wasn't a mazoku.

Then, when they mutually decided that they had had enough of simply kissing, biting, and rough caresses, then... Xelloss smiled lazily at the memory of then.

Xelloss thought that, while they were pushing against each other's body, trying so hard to find satisfaction, Filia had begged him to give her proof that he was there with her, and that she wasn't alone and was real... But that wasn't likely. Even less likely to him was the idea that he had begged her for anything in return, no less that he had begged her to tell him that he was loved by her, and valued, and not being used and thrown away...

It was completely impossible that either had answered in the positive, just before everything went a very, very brilliant white and life, such as it was, felt incredibly wonderful.

So... Xelloss thought to himself. That's what rough sex is like...

Filia groaned. She felt sore, though she could barely remember why, and had not slept well at all. She didn't want to have to open her eyes, but they drifted open anyway. She looked at the mostly-white sheets for a few seconds, her mind muggy.

Dark red and inky black spots...? she thought to herself.

Xelloss had trouble not giggling as he tasted the bright candy-like flavor of Filia's utter and complete surprise as well as feeling her physical reaction. He'd have had trouble not knowing, as he had managed to get her back close to his chest, with her head tucked under his chin. Her little jump had done interesting things indeed, too. "Good morning, Filia!" he said brightly.

"Good morning, namagomi..." How dare he be so cheerful...?

"You'll be glad to know that we only had sex once tonight, but it was really good sex," he somehow managed to chirp. "You really do know how to make a mazoku happy!"

Filia growled, and elbowed him in the ribs. He countered with a few pinches that, incidentally, finished the flower pattern of bruises on her breast. She went in to retaliate with a few strategically placed nips, and they soon were tangled up together in a minor scuffle that seemed to be now over who got to be on top.

Before they found out the results, however, there was a loud, wooden crack and they tumbled onto the floor, Filia's bed frame broken. Filia yelped as her bottom hit the cool, almost cold wooden floor. Xelloss made a noise very, very much like the one he had made first thing in the morning, the first time she woke up with him in her bed, as his face landed between Filia's breasts and his hips hit the floor between Filia's legs.

Filia sweatdropped. "I'm going to have to get a new bed today..." Xelloss moaned into her breasts what might have been a reply to that. "Could you please get off me? Please?"