Zaraya

I sit in satisfied languor enjoying the afterglow of the sex and the victory of finally managing to get Cyrus Black into bed. He has given me a merry chase this past year but finally I got him to acquiescent and his enthusiasm was admirable, very admirable.

Of course sleeping with a man of his age is always a pleasure as the weight of that age seems to open up a facet of sex not experienced with anyone below a thousand years.

"You're very pleased with yourself aren't you young lady?" He says in that dangerous voice of his that can even send a shiver up most Imperium spines when he's serious.

"Well I figured it was a sure way of getting you in bed to be assigned training here with you." I say with a little smile.

"What do you think of this training so far?" He changes gears and it's a very good question.

"Different, these Celestians are no joke though. And we've only pitted ourselves against this emperor's oldest sons and daughters so far, how much more powerful and skilled must the man himself be?" I say with a frown of thought.

There aren't many people more powerful than an Archmage or an Imperium, the 4th tier of Awakening permitted to reside on Gaia. And the few I know from the founders of the Conclave I thought an anomaly or secret disciples of the Ancient, I still can't believe Pretiosus isn't his real name but whatever.

The one they call Khakharot is rumoured to have reached 4th tier twice, essentially Awakening to two different power specialities up till the 4th tier. The one they call Kei is said to have become an elemental being somehow, transcending human flesh yet with a human father and an elven mother.

"They are formidable opponents these Royals aren't they?" He asks rhetorically with a grin.

"You are not worried by such powerful foes centered behind a single empire? The potential for corruption and world conquering ambitions is ripe and these people might actually have a chance judging by what I've seen of them."

Cyrus responds with a slight scowl then a shrug as he overlooks it all. "If they wanted the world they could have placed a play for it a long time ago. Even I've heard of the Demon Emperor of Celestia and I'm older than Arnold."

"What does that even mean?"

"All I'm saying is that the man has been around a long time, and he stopped expanding his empire by conquest a long time ago."

"Yes buts only because his wives, sons and daughters rule every other kingdom or queendom in Atrium." I point out with a little smile of my own.

He snorts in response, "I knew you weren't taking this conversation as seriously you made it seem. I'm glad I finally decided to let you get your clutches into me you." He says pulling my still naked body towards him firmly.

"Oh, and why is that?" I ask even as his attention seems to be at eating my neck passionately and roaming my naked flesh with his hands.

"It has been a long time... since I've had a lover... I could talk to even after the intimate part."

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"Mhmmm... are your woman usually that boring?"

"No, its just that my voice is very dangerous to most women that let me into their aura." He says using his voice as a whip against my psyche.

I shiver in response even as his fingers enter my warm folds with experienced precision. I'm already flooding his hand that seems to be changing shape slowly becoming a small fist that he pumps within my canal.

We are lying on the sofas after another round of insane sex and the man has nearly managed to tire me out, to say I'm impressed would be an understatement. I walk to the basin and wash my face with the scented water. I look up at the pleased look Cyrus is giving me as I saunter around naked.

"What are smiling about?" I ask as I splash him, using some telekinesis to ensure the water reaches him which spatters and sizzle against a dark mana shield.

"You're stronger than you let on aren't you?" He says like he's discovered a secret.

"What makes you say that?"

"You seem to not be negatively affected by my voice even now, its very unlikely with one your age unless they have great power or a really rare trick. I think you have power because I know your age."

"It could be a trick, I've learnt a fair number of those from a few people along the years few though those years may be to you."

"No, you have tricks but you don't really use them often, they are your aces. This is just you being you, completely none affect and impervious."

"Well I wouldn't called it none 'affected', your interesting voice does do a lot to me you can trust me on that." I say and we grin at each other.

"How did you gain such a unique ability of speaking so 'viciously'?"

He looks away a moment looking out at the morning sky before looking at the ceiling then facing me again.

"Tell me, have you ever dealt with a daemon?" He asks whimsically.

"I have actually, interesting creatures with very unique racial traits and manipulation of magic. Usually very violent, deceptive, lustful, destructive or greedy amongst other things. Have very powerful spirit affinity and generally also immortal with their world said to the most beautiful in all of creation."

"Yes those buggers, do you know anything about their languages?"

"No, although when they speak in devil-tongue you should usually run far away I've been told." I say thinking of the only daemon friend I've ever made.

"Yes good advice that. I tried to learn one of their devil-tongue languages, there are several of them and I focused on Durukti, a language that births fear and death and is the daughter of anger and violence.

"A very powerful language to have in your repertoire, especially since its mostly spoken using spirit and mind, with only a twing of mana with every curse."

"How do you even learn a devil-tongue, I know daemons are some of the few living creatures that can be summoned but it can't be cost effective to summon a daemon for language lessons."

"I learnt from the Underworld Brahmin, a humanoid species of dark affinity creatures from Daarkan itself in the Dark-side. They are experts of demonology and there are ways of even forging daemons into weapons there. I will take you one day."

"Sound like a fun place to spend a few years yes, though I don't want to come back sounding like you."

He grins at me before getting up lightly like a prowling cat before disappearing in shadows and reappearing behind me. I dodge him and float away and thus begins a game of naked cat and mouse.