Betrayal of the Heart

 

As promised Chapter 5!!  Please Rate and Review, I'll give you cookies ^-^

--Warning There Is Slight Adult Content >.<, we'll call it a Lime XP--

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Sagura exited her void with Kazumei close behind as they entered their private chambers. She immediately went to the bathroom, removed her clothes burning them on site and entering the shower. She allowed the water to burn her skin as she stood under the stream of scalding hot water. She scrubbed at her skin with the soap all over her body, as well as her hair; until her skin was red. Stepping out, she dried immediately due to her normal high temperature. Her skin faded to the natural white shade, she put on her robe and went back into the room where she had left Kazumei. She breathed deeply. "Much better" she whispered under her breath. She now felt clean again. She no longer felt the grim on her skin from the perverse touches from Faust.

 He took up a seat on the couch in the small sitting area of the bedchamber and picked up his book from earlier as she cleaned herself. He had just gotten comfortable in his reading, lounging like a beautiful silver cat along the couch, when she came back into the room. He looked up from his small amount of reading and smiled. “Glad to hear it. You have no idea how much of nuisance you were without your mind.” He chuckled and turned back to his book. “Be glad I've chosen you as my lover or else I might have abandoned you in your amnesia.” He laughed again, glancing at her over the rim of his book and over his glasses. Ah, so many found memories were in this room...and on just about every piece of the furniture. She glared over at him when he spoke. 'Well then, I'm lucky then aren't I?" she spoke in a cold tone.

Moving over to the small table she poured herself a drink. She needed it after the day she had. The horrible images that she was forced to watch flashed in her mind. She shuttered at the memory. She almost wished she didn't regain all her memories. Sagura drank from her glass and walked over to where Kazumei was now sitting. She took a seat beside him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you darling....though you could have come a little sooner than you did. I appreciate the rescue." she said softly

He sighed as she kissed his cheek and joined him on the couch, closing his book and removing his glasses. He sat up, silver eyes looking at her seriously. “It took awhile before I realized you were in danger. I was in a prior engagement at the moment and had to excuse myself as soon as I caught scent of what was happening.” He smiled in his devilishly charming way, reaching up to her face and stroking her cheek with his thumb. She was so beautiful. How he hated others touching his things. The thought of Faust still left him angry. Sitting up and pulling his wife into his lap, he brushed her long silky raven hair from her face, his silver eyes lustful. “I know of something we could do to take your mind of that repulsive creature.” His smile turned mischievous as he leaned in and nuzzled her neck before kissing over and over. “Something that will clean you a lot deeper than water will.” He crooned in his sultry voice, pulling away from her neck after a teasing nip and pressing his mouth passionately to hers. His tongue slipped in easily and caressed the tasty cavern, stroking her tongue and the inside of her cheeks. 

She put her arm around his neck when he pulled her into his lap. She purred softly; "And what is that mon cher" she purred as he nuzzled her neck. She kissed him back deeply, her hand behind his head pulling him closer to deepen the kiss more. Her tongue fought back against his. In a flurry of movement, he suddenly had her pinned on her back upon the bed, his hand slowly slinking down the length of her supple body to the joining flesh between her legs. He loved how she purred and fought against him like a wild cat, knowing well that he was the only one who could satisfy that feral hunger. Slipping a finger inside her body before she could really expect it, he playfully nipped at her mouth, then her chin, then under her neck before trailing searing kisses down the exposed skin of her nape. Pleasure after she'd endured such discomfort was a well laid noose for chaining her to his charms once more. Not that he'd ever completely let any prey slip from that leash once he'd had them ensnared. Sagura gasped softly at the sudden movement to the bed, though she recovered quickly. She purred softly as he nipped at her skin, her hands rested on his lean shoulders, claw-like fingers flexing into the fabric of his shirt and through to the soft skin beneath. Her eyes were half open in a slight lustful gaze as she looked up at her lover.

Pressing his fingers tight up into her body, he pulled his mouth from where he'd been kissing and suckling on her collar and brushed black hair from her forehead. He smiled down at her with his silver gaze, lightly trailing his fingers down her face; over her nose and stopping on top of her lips. “Do you know what I hate most?” He leaned down close to her ear, a devilish smile on his face as he whispered in a sultry deep voice. “When someone has the audacity to touch what's mine.” He stroked her cheek tauntingly as he drew away from her ear, looking down at her with his beautiful face hiding the monster within. A soft purr was her only response as he asked his question; she smirked as he answered himself. "Likewise mon cher" she whispered softly. Her dark eyes had a lustful gleam to them, changing color slightly as they always do when she was aroused. His fingers plunged in deeper within the soft core between her legs, teasing her mouth with his lips so that she'd beg for his kiss. He loved to torment women when he took them to his bed, and teasing his "wife" was no different than teasing another woman....such as how he victimized innocent little Quinn. The thought of her frail virgin body breaking under him made him growl with pleasure and feast hungrily on Sagura's flesh. Too bad she had no idea where his thoughts were as he fondled and stroked her flushed body.

Her back arched into his hand, as his fingers moved deeper into her being; she growled softly. Her claws flexed into his flesh as she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss more. A leg was bent, and half wrapped around his waist holding his body close to hers. He let out a deep sultry chuckle as she clung to him almost hungrily, and he pulled back to look down into her face with a devilish smile on his lips. “You're begging for it now aren’t you, mon cher? Shall I be kind?” He tipped his head slightly with a devious glint in his silver eyes, as if contemplating whether or not he would give her what she wanted or refuse her. He got a twisted pleasure at being cruel in these sort of situations. She smirked slightly and looked up at him, her eyes golden yellow. "Queens don't beg, mon charrie". In a flash, Sagura had Kazumei on his back, his arms above his head, pinned there by her hands. She sat straddling his hips and purred seductively into his ear. "Why bother begging anyways. When I want something I just take it". She chuckled darkly.

 He chuckled in his devilish way and looked up at her where she had him pinned on his back. He lightly nipped his lip with an equally devilish smile as he wiggled his hips under her so that there was no mistaking the hardness forming between his legs. “You can make the attempt however and whenever you like, mon cher, but that doesn’t mean you'll claim victory in the end. Not when I'm your opponent.” He smirked with another dark chuckle and laid there waiting to see what she'd do to him. No point in ruining her fun just yet. She smirked at his arrogance; "Yes, I know my dear...but it is always so much fun to try." she said in almost a child-like way. She lend down a kissed his lips briefly, not really to do anything, but just for the feel of his lips against hers. It was an innocent kiss, highly unlike the aggressive lover Kazumei knew so well.

At the innocent flutter upon his lips, he smiled in his devilishly handsome way at her. “What is this? Feeling coy, are we? Tsk tsk, it's much too late in our relationship for that, I fear.” He crooned with a dark sultry chuckle, using his abdominal muscles to undulate his hips up against hers just enough to make her want the strength and the power that laid there. Indeed, he had to agree with her, it was fun to be challenged even if the rate of success was low. At least it made certain things never got boring. "Not at all Kazumei; There's no harm in playing innocent is there?" she smirked darkly. She growled like a ferocious beast as she nipped at his neck, a completely 180 from the woman she was mere seconds ago. Her hands that still held his above his head, crushed its prey tightly in their grasp, enough pressure that would break any bone, especially the fragile ones in the hand.

 He sucked in his breath as he felt the twinge of pain suddenly shooting through his captured wrists. Then he chuckled with twisted delight and looked up at her with his beautiful silver eyes. So she wanted to inflict pain with pleasure. This was going to be quite arousing after all. The shift in behavior was exciting already, and he made no move to put an end to the game just yet. She smirked at the smell of his blood, as her nails pierce and tore at the skin of his hands. Her head cocked to the side, almost child-like in amusement at the pain she caused her captive. She purred softly, her eyes softened, but the darkness that always loomed there was still present, with the touch of the gold that shone brightly there from her previous arousal. She released his hands, and left them were they lay, broken and useless; her hands moved down his chest, claws cutting the cloth of his shirt as she did. She tore away the remains of his shirt. She moved her head down and kissed his stomach the same way she had kissed his lips previously. She licked her way up his stomach and nipped the flesh of his chest; Licking gently around his nipple as her claws cut the flesh of his abdomen. He let a heavy sigh of pleasure escape his lips as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of her hands cutting at his skin, the press of her lips to his body, even the blood that seeped from the flesh cuts that stung when the air hit them....she was very good at making him happy. Few women he'd used could give him the kind of passion he lusted for.

 

He smirked and let out a twisted laugh as she continued her assault of his body in her feral passionate stupor. “No wonder you're the Devil's daughter! True pleasure makes no cheap appearance with you. It must be merciless and bloody to be completely satisfying, hm?” He smirked with a dark chuckle, knowing the answer full well and feeling delighted by it. There was no greater pleasure than being with a woman who knew how to make her mate happy as well as satisfy her own selfishness. She purred in response to his statement. She stopped suddenly though, when a certain familiar smell drifted in her nose. "I do not like this new scent" She sat up and looked down at him. The look of death was in her eyes as she looked down at her lover. It was obvious from the tone of her voice that she was angered and slightly jealous. "Have you strayed, my puppy" she spoke in a dead tone, a threatening look in her eyes, her head cocked to the side again. But there was nothing child-like from the way she looked or acted now. More like a deranged demon with bloodlust on the mind.

 Kazumei let out a dark cruel laugh and sat up on his hands that had healed quite easily with his body manipulation. “Strapped your puppy? Why, whatever do you mean mon cher?” He tipped his head slightly in the same direction as hers, a devilishly handsome smile on his face and a devious glint to his silver eyes. He rolled his shoulders in a feign of innocence. “I haven’t the slightest what sort of smell has caught your nose, but perhaps it is not me you should be asking. Perhaps the smell is coming from you, my dear. Tell me, what does it smell like?” He let out another sinister chuckle, lifting his head again as he turned her chin up so she was looking up into his face. “Your anger makes you all the more arousing lover. Do you intend to stoke my inner fires further with your rage or traipse away on a rampage?” He knew perfectly well what sort of scent she'd caught in the air around him. It was the whole reason why he didn’t wash after he'd had his way with that innocent empress. What would she do? A rampaging demoness across the pure world of Magicoz made such a delightful image in his mind. She pushed him back, her claws digging into his flesh, she growled dangerously. A blood red color seeped into her eyes; a ring of red surrounded the yellow of her eyes. "You know what scent Kazumei" she hissed. "You smell of sex and that brat of an empress", she snarled.

 Kazumei's smile didn’t change as he casually leaned back on his hands further, looking at her even as her eyes changed to pools of burning fire. “Do I now? And how do you know what that smell is like?” Then he casually slipped out from under her and made his way towards the couch. Pulling a cigarette from his jacket pocket, he lit it and looked over at her with a devilish smile. “What do you intend to do about it? Since you already know, I suppose there's no reason for me to confess hm?” He took a long drag and let it out slowly with a cruel chuckle. Turning to face her once more, he blithely flicked silver hair from his brow, looking at her with a proud look in his eyes. “Yes, I bedded the little brat. I made sure she would never forget the touch of my skin, the feel of my lips, and the warmth of my cock as it took away all she held dear.” He once more brought the cigarette to his lips, casually taking another drag. “By now she's probably weeping in her lover's arms and confessing all her shames before him in the hopes he'll forgive her. Oh, but bedding her was merely the start mon cher. I've hardly finished my game with our little empress”. Taking once last drag, he flicked the butt away and approached the enraged demoness, still not a sign of repentance in his entire body. “So tell me my dear, what do you intend to do about it?” He caught her chin and lifted it up to look at him, his face cold and merciless in its devilish beauty...a look all too reminiscent of her father. “You know better. Dare to get in my way and I'll make you suffer. Don’t ever forget my precious queen; you do not own me. I'll do as I please and continue to destroy the world for the sake of our great dream, but if you get in my way, you will share the same fate.” That said, he released her face and turned away, pulling on a fresh shirt and his long white coat before making his way towards his favorite entrance; the window. 

Sagura sat on her knees, facing away from Kazumei as he spoke like the arrogant man he was. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply trying to control her inner demons rage. Sagura was beyond pissed at this point, at Kazumei and especially Quinn. She was flooded by a mix of different emotions, ones she was familiar with and others that confused her. Anger, Rage, Sadness, Loneliness, Betrayal, Hurt. She felt a sharp pain in her chest, it was something she had never experienced before. Though she hid it all well, Sagura looked like a doll; unfeeling, her face unchanging of any emotion. She turned her head slightly as Kazumei headed towards the window, her face void of emotion, her voice monotone. "Do not bother coming back. I'm through with you and your games" She turned away not wanting to look at him any longer.

He stopped as he reached the window and looked back, a surprisingly blank look on his face, studying her as if he didn’t know her. He wasn’t a fool, he could sense the emotions swirling in her even if she kept herself devoid. A small smile crossed his lips as he stepped up on the sill, still looking back at her. “If I were kind, I would do as you ask.” He lifted his shoulders in a small shrug. “I'll be back soon. After all, I am a very cruel man”. With that said, he vanished out the window and was gone from sight in seconds. A small whimper escaped her lips as she held back tears that threatened to fall. "Kazumei you're such a hijo de puta" she whispered to herself in the large empty room. Sniffing slightly she wiped a tear that had managed to get out; she laid on her side facing away from the window. She allowed the tears to fall, she was alone, and no one was around to see her in this weak state. This was a rarity for Sagura, she never cried, never showed any form of sadness. The last time she was in this state was the day, centuries ago, when she found out her mother had been killed; Murdered by the angels.

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hijo de puta-Bastard

SneakPeak-

"What have I done....how could I have done that"she wept, Quinn hugged herself tightly, ashamed and embarrassed of herself. She couldn't believe what had just happened, how could she allow him...that disgusting creature to take what was rightfully Jon's. Oh, poor sweet Jon...How could she have betrayed him like that? Will he ever forgive her for it? No, probably not if he knew that she willingly allowed Kazumei to take her innocence. But then again she didn't know he was Kazumei at first. Quinn wiped the tears from her eyes and rose to her feet. She allowed Itoshii Hensou , not Kazumei.

She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up, removing the tainted clothes. She could tell Jon that she was raped, he would believe that, and would not hate her for it. She moved to sit on her window sill looking out, and saw Jon walking up the walkway. "My Love....you can never know the truth. It would kill you."