The shadow of a cloaked persona walked by. As simple as it was, the shadow carried with it an ominous feeling that caused goosebumps. It seemed whoever it was that was putting it on was such a person as the figure took slow and dreary footsteps. Those footsteps were so light, it'd be impossible to hear them even if one put their ears right next to the feet. Although the footsteps were light, they in no way seemed intentional.
Faye was on her way to General Zord's living space. As she passed by, noone, no official said anything to her. It may have been because of her overly light footsteps or because they simply chose to ignore her. Either ways, she wasn't bothered and was rather even thrilled by the fact that noone ever disturbed her.
She didn't bother knocking and just pushed open the door. The sound of the door moving was as unrecognizable and inaudible as her footsteps.
Of all the officials in the unit, she was the only one who dared to do such.
Although noone ever spoke of it and it seemed like they respected him on the surface, they were all afraid of General Zord and never crossed paths with him. It wasn't like General Zord had ever done anything that would strike such fear, well except for the death of Saidra, but it was still there.
They didn't even know each other to begin with. It was only last year that the higher-ups of the kingdom had decided to start training humans and the recruitment had started this year. So they were all newly appointed officials and were new to training people.
Frankly, since they didn't have any form of affiliation or familiarity with General Zord, they were supposed to simply possess neutral feelings towards him. But it wasn't so. It was probably because something about General Zord made him a person who shouldn't be offended.
Only Faye dared to talk to General Zord and it had been that way from the setting up of the unit.
Zord was standing in front of a speckled and unclear mirror with a blade in his hands. He was using the tool to shave his beard. A beard bothered him alot, as that meant he was getting closer to the end of his lifespan.
Faye took of her cloak and placed it calmly on a table. She took slow footsteps to Zord and stood right behind him. Her long arms from behind, slid to his front. They wrapped themselves around his chest like a snake, her fingers splayed all over. She slowly made invisible circles on his shirt with her fingers, causing Zord to slightly shiver at the gesture.
"The human, what is she?" She asked in a breathy and low voice. The pitch and overtones of her voice were just right making him shiver again.
Faye wasn't exactly pretty or anything, but she was matured and knew many tricks. If she wanted she could make men fall to her will.
General Zord was especially careful of this when he was around her and tried to always stay alert.
"She is what she is, Faye. Just a human." General Zord replied.
Zord knew he could trust Faye but there were things which shouldn't be shared. He couldn't go around, telling just anyone that the former Queen of Aysha was a human, and he speculated that the human, Arianna was someone of equal divinity. He'd be no different from dead meat if something were to go wrong. For now, this secret was his, and the story was left for him to tell.
Faye didn't speak, she only continued to draw circles on his chest causing his heart rate to rise steadily. Mischievously, Faye let her hand slide down sharply at the right speed and land just a fraction above Zord's private area, then she slid it back up slowly.
Such a sharp movement would make the receiver of the action, for a split second, think that they had actually been touched. It was a both a hormonal and nervous response.
That simple action made all of Zord's blood to flow downwards and concentrate in his lower body. The muscles of his groin contracted and the strong desire to pee came with it. The feeling of eroticism was coming over him. Nevertheless, Zord tried not to look to disturbed on the surface.
Faye mercilessly continued toying with his hormones. And that came with shortness of breath and the need to press Faye against the wall and do wicked things to her.
Faye's lips hooked up slightly and straightened out again. She continued to draw circles on his chest, enjoying the feeling of hearing his breathing getting heavier.
Her left hand stopped on his left chest and she pressed slightly against it, feeling Zord's heart beating strongly against his chest.
After a while, she lowered her hands to his belly and walked to his side. Zord had momentarily stopped his action, but continued when she came to his side.
She looked up at him with very dark eyes. Her eyes were dark and the meaning behind them were so obvious. She took a step closer to him, and then slid her left hand into his shirt. Her fingers trailed a slow line on his spine and made slow circles.
Zord was starting to sweat.
"The human, what is she?" Again Faye asked in the exact same tone as before.
Zord's hands had eventually fallen to his sides because his muscles had become unreactive.
He reached his hand forward to Faye's chest and directly placed his hand on the mass of flesh there. He felt the strong urge to knead the flesh, but Faye's quick hand held his.
She turned him to face her and looked him deep in the eye. She slowly with her hand, slid down the loose hand of her dress and exposed a fraction of her fair shoulder.
She raised herself up and stood on her toes. Zord immediately held her waist and hugged her tighter to himself. Her face came close to his and she inhaled softly next to him and exhaled gently, allowing the released air to touch his face.
She brought her lips to his and Zord's longing lips made quick contact with hers. But she quickly took it away intentionally.
"Tell me about the human." Her voice was even more lower and breezy than before.
She sucked on his lips gently and pulled away after a second.
"She is..."
She sucked his lips again.
"She is what?"
"She is a powerful..."
She sucked on his lips making kissing sounds.
"...human,"
She sucked on his lips again.
"...more like... I'll tell you later." He said quickly and held her head forcing his tongue into her mouth.
This time she didn't pull away and he wouldn't even let her. She just calmly wrapped her tongue around his, sucking his sweetness. She too was starting to feel fired up, but unlike Zord, she was still clearheaded.
Zord's demon might have been suppressed for too long, because he furiously tore at her clothes while kissing her. He forcefully pushed her onto the bed and continued kissing her.
Faye held his face close and savoured the taste. But being the seductress she was, she wouldn't let him get it easy.
She sat up slowly with her nude body and pulled away from the kiss. Zord made to press her down, but she moved swiftly and held his shoulders.
She knelt on the bed and pulled him to herself. She pressed him down on the bed and the rest, they say is history. The following moments were filled with Zord's suppressed groans and moans.
They both enjoyed the beautiful night.
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