They napped for around a half hour before Aizawa was awakened by her licking his neck and whining. The urgency had struck harder than before and she was so desperate he could feel her elevated temperature right away.
"Shit," he muttered groggily, wiping at his bleary eyes. "Did you try to hold back?"
Elly shuddered and shook her head. Truth was, she had only just woken from the discomfort. Her hands twitched along his chest as she struggled not to grab him too roughly. "I can't... please, I need you."
"Shh, it's okay. I didn't mean you had to try. Here, mnnfff - uurgh." He rolled over on top of her and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "Gimme a second. M'not hard yet."
She kissed him back more passionately, her hands caressing his worn, sleepy face. "So cute."
"Mwha?" Aizawa blinked, focusing on her in the dim light. The word distracted him long enough for her hands to tickle lower on his belly, down the trail of dark hair to his thighs. He inhaled sharply at his body's quick response to her touch. "Whatever I was given earlier does work fast, doesn't it?"
"Yes." Elly threw her legs up around his waist, panting eagerly as he fumbled around in the darkness.
He grunted approval when he managed to guide himself in with his hand. "There."
"Yes..." She clutched him hungrily, kneading his back and trying to buck up into his movements right away.
Aizawa snorted, hair flying about his face as he thrust. "Not yet," he warned.
She whined.
"Not. Yet," he huffed in a commanding tone. His bloodshot gray eyes fixed her with a stern look that caused her to mew softly. He didn't stop but he slowed a little, sliding a hand over to cup her cheek as his mouth claimed hers in a soulful kiss.
"Listen." He spoke in a low growl. When she opened her eyes, she saw his were burning red as they stared into her own. Mesmerized, she panted hotly into his mouth when he kissed her again, unable to look away. "I'm your mate, your master when you need me to take control - <i>and you need that now</i>. Give yourself to me."
"Sh - Sho..."
"No." He nipped her neck harder and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut, tears slipping from the corners. "Call me by my mating name, Ches."
"Kind of embarrassing -"
"It's okay." This time he pulled completely out, fixing her with his sternest gaze. His eyes still burned red and his hair floated upright in that strange, unseen wind. Eyes and hair combined gave the human a rakish, demonic look that did things to Elly's heart and mind. She cried out, needing and wanting him somehow more than ever. Aizawa sensed this and pressed further, kissing her softly on the mouth while never breaking his gaze.
"Shota - baby ..."
"Give it to me. <i>Give in to me</i>," he murmured, adding her real name to his low plea. The very air around them seemed to grow warmer and she shivered all over.
"<i>Milord</i>," She whispered, her throat working and ears laid all the way back. Her body grew limp and she lay there, the symbolic name relaxing her need for control.
Aizawa smiled and responded by biting the sensitive mark on her neck. "That's good, my queen. You're doing very, very good." He pressed a kiss to the bruise and set himself, placing his hands firmly on either side of her. "You deserve a reward before dinner, hmm?"
He gave her everything he had yet again, pushing his limits to satisfy her raging need. He pistoned forward ceaselessly with his eyes squeezed shut and his teeth bared, sweat and hair flying, and he didn't stop until he heard her screams taper off into a low, pleased hum.
"Guess I'm not going to orgasm every time, hmm? Unlike you, dear." He laughed dryly and stroked her damp cheek. "Let's get cleaned up again. It's almost time for dinner."
She was ravenous.
Though Aizawa had been warned he was fascinated by her appetite. She consumed everything on the platters served them, going so far as to crack the bones in the meat chunks to get at the marrow within. He ate more slowly, trying to time it so they could finish together.
Seimei was the one that brought the food that night, though he assured them Sanji had traveled to cook it. "I came to see if you required anything else - and to check, of course, if everything is going according to schedule."
Aizawa grunted. "That meal had our 'medicine' in it, correct?"
"Yes." The white-haired sage paused to pull the cart behind him, glancing briefly at the empty plates. "It's good that you finished it all."
"Shotaaa..."
He pulled her into his lap, making low, soothing sounds in the back of his throat. "Shh, Ches. I'm here. It's okay."
"The dose she receives is fairly strong. She'll be asleep soon." He paused, his expression amused as he watched Aizawa rub her ears.
"You're getting sleepy already, huh?"
"Mine." Elly curled up, nudging close and clutching him around the waist. "<i>My</i> baby," she mumbled softly.
"How amusing "
The scruffy man's ears started to burn. "Ah, yes. Thank you. Is there anything else I need to know?"
"You should be aware that the hormones involved in her heat sometimes cause her to be slightly irrational."
"Irrational?"
Seimei nodded, his expression the gravest Aizawa had seen since he met him. He folded his hands inside the long sleeves of his robe and sighed, suddenly melancholy. "Do not forget that she is <i>ancient</i>, man. She has nightmares you can't possibly imagine that plague her, and during this time - at night -- she relives quite a few nasty experiences she's had over the years. Please be patient with her."
As if on cue she dug her fingers into Aizawa's arm, shivering with reaction. "Don't leave me!"
Seimei glided silently away with the cart. Aizawa closed the door behind them and scooped her up in both arms.
"No, no... shh." He rocked her, moving gently back and forth as he spoke in a soothing voice. "Nothing is going to take me away. I'm here, and it's all right to go to sleep." He made his way back to the bedroom and laid her down, crawling close by her side. She grasped him tight, curling intricately around his body and tangling her tail and legs in his.
"Everyone leaves me," she said so simply that his throat closed up with grief. He was unable to answer her, so instead he kissed the top of her head and held her a little tighter.
"I'm not gonna leave you."
"Zoro promised too," Elly whimpered. "I thought he was the one..." She shook her head, distraught. "He lied."
<i>Ah, so this is what it's about</i>. Aizawa breathed deeply for a few moments, considering his options. When he spoke, he made sure they were eye to eye. "You were with him for many years."
She nodded.
"He had - has -- problems of his own. He held his feelings for you inside, and they festered, warping his judgment and eventually coming out to hurt you."
Elly winced, looking away, but he cupped her cheek in both hands and gently corrected her head to align with his again.
"I lost someone once, a long time ago. I never really told them how I felt, and I grew up pretty fucked after that." He laughed bitterly, remembering a lot of the bad choices he'd made. "I didn't open up to anyone after because I was afraid, and I almost lost another friend because of that. You don't need to worry. I made that mistake already, and I won't make it again."
He would have went on, but he realized her body was limp in his arms. When he checked, her breathing was steady and her eyes closed.
"Tommorow I'll show you again. And the next day, and the next..." Aizawa sighed and laid back, resting his head on the soft pillows, and soon followed her.
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