Darkness and Light

[blackrose]

Darkness and Light
By the Black Rose

Rated R/NC-17 for lemon content.

AN: This is part of the PWP "Heero gets laid (by Relena) Series". This is the first one: Darkness and Light, aka Heero gets laid by his maid (Relena). I hope you enjoy it. *goes back to hiding from Stella*


Heero lit the final candle and watched the flame spark above the wick. Flickering shadows leapt along the walls, their tongues joining in a suggestive dance before parting, only to wrap phantom arms around their lovers once more. It reminded him of why he waited. Patiently. For the pretty little maid to come to him.

And she would. He was certain of it. For a moment, he saw hesitation part her lips, but then her petite pink tongue darted out to lick it away. He didn't know her reasons, but they didn't really matter. Perhaps she thought he'd marry her and rescue her from her poor little house and her poor little life; make her a duchess or a queen from the raggedy beginnings she must own, being a pretty little maid.

And he wouldn't tell her any different. Better to let the naive thing believe her fairy tales if that would bring her to his bed tonight.

<i>A dozen girls had worn the uniform before her, but none set his imagination racing the way she did. The ruffled skirt barely reached mid-thigh, and it rose higher when she strained to dust the very top of the shutters. The dark-colored blouse looked just a hair too small, the way it pulled low, revealing the valley between her breasts. She'd only been cleaning for a few weeks, and yet whenever she was in the room, he found himself wanting to-

"Would you mind if I opened them and let in a bit of light? It's a beautiful day?" She reached to swing one side of the shutters open.

His feet had drawn him in her direction. He stopped just a few steps away, one hand tucked into his suit pocket. "Close it."

She turned to face him, a small frown creasing her forehead. "But the day is so pretty and the air so clean. Wouldn't you like-"

"No." He leaned closer . "I prefer the dark."</i>

And so had begun the first of many arguments. He always kept the shutters closed, and the room bathed in darkness. She, for some reason, had decided to take it upon herself to change that. And kept trying to open them; to shed a bit of light in the room "for his own good". No one else would have had a job the next day, but for some reason, he found it amusing to listen to her naive ideas.

<i>"Man was not meant to cower in the shadows. He was given domain over all the earth."

"I do not cower. You should watch your tongue, I am master here."

"Yes, my lord." She bowed her head. "But I do not understand why you despise the light. The others..."

"What do the others say?"

"They say silly things like you are a vampire."

He quirked an eyebrow up. Servants were most amusing. "A vampire?" She was most amusing. He stood up from his chair and started across the room.

"Yes, as I said, silly things. I've also heard people say that you are crazy."

He laughed. "And you don't believe them?" He leaned near. She smelled of raspberries, and her hair somehow shone without the light. The urge to touch it grasped his hand and pulled it from his pocket.

"No." Her voice was a whisper.

"And why is that?" He reached out and ran aching fingers through loose, golden waves. It was so soft, it felt like down. He raised it to his cheek.

"Because I don't believe in vampires."

Was he mistaken, or did she tremble? "Hn."

"And I've seen enough of you to know you're not crazy."

He glanced up to meet her eyes, but they were still downcast, as if she were ashamed of where she was, what he was doing, or his touch. "How do you know?"

"My great uncle went mad. I know a madman's eyes, and I know your eyes. They are different. I can see all the things you are in them." She looked up from the floor and met his gaze. Her blue eyes were as clear as the sky on the beautiful day she had tried to invite indoors. It almost made him smile.

"All the things I am?"

She swallowed, and the tip of that small, pink tongue of hers came out to moisten her lips. "The qualities you possess. Your kindness, your-"

He sealed her mouth with his. She tasted sweet, like nectar. It took little effort to part her lips and delve further inside. She seemed hesitant, at first, but soon responded to his assault. He broke the kiss and stepped forward, using his body to press her back against the wall.

"And how can you see them in the dark?"</i>

The door pushed open to his room, and she floated in. His pretty young maid was becoming bolder, it seemed.

"You came." He couldn't help the smirk that formed on his lips.

"I did."

He stepped around her and closed the door. "Why did you come?"

"Because you asked." He drifted up behind her; his hands trailed down her arms to rest just above her waist.

<i>She pushed him away. "You cannot exist without the light. Without truth, without love. Why surround yourself in darkness? Why shut out the life that goes on all around you?"

"I don't shut out life. I live life. I merely embrace the part of me that most men try to deny. Every man, every woman has a dark side to their nature. Even you who are so pure, have a darkness within you."

"And how would you know if I'm pure?"

"You have not been spoiled by riches, or tainted by a man's lust. That is what I mean by pure."</i>

He spoke in a low voice against her ear. "I didn't ask. I merely offered..."

<i>He trapped her body against the wall, every solid inch of his frame pressed into her softer form. He leaned down and stole a kiss. It pleased him when she responded; her breathy moans encouraged him to taste more of her as his mouth worked down her neck to the flesh of her collarbone. He caught her arms with his hands, then seized her lips once more.</i>

A shiver ran down her spine, but she didn't move away. "Even now, you would rather have the darkness?"

"I don't need the light to see."

Her hand reached out and flipped the switch. Electric brightness poured into the room, and he saw her, standing there in that maid uniform that seemed to be her only clothes.

"Are you afraid of the dark, Relena?"

"Light does not fear the dark."

<i>"I want to show you your darkness." He could feel the curves of her body through that lacy uniform; it took every ounce of self control not to rip it off her and take her there, against the wall of his study.

"How do you propose to do that?" She said through lips reddened and swollen from his kiss. He took her hand and pressed a small metal object into her palm then released her.

"It's the key to my room."</i>

"It should fear the dark. With enough strength, the darkness can consume it."

"Darkness is merely the absence of light. Where there is light, there is love, and there can be no darkness." He paced around her like a predator circling his prey. Her arguments still had that underlying?concern he found so interesting.

"And do you claim to love me?"

She closed her eyes, avoiding his gaze. "As God loves, so must I."

"I don't want God's love."

Her eyes flew open and she stared at him a moment. "You want mine?"

"You'd do better not to love. It is a weakness. Exploited, the object of your affection can easily dominate you." He turned off the light.

"Love is a power, not a weakness. It doesn't need to dominate. It wins merely by existing."

He caught her lips and pulled the girl into his embrace. He would take her in sin, show her darkness and impregnate her in lust, then cast her aside once she was ruined. The thought sickened and pleased him at the same time. To corrupt this pure creature...

"Heero..." She said his name, a name he wasn't even sure she knew. His hands undid the tied-on apron over her blouse, then smoothed down to touch the silky skin beneath her skirt. His kisses became harder, more insistent as he moved down to claim the flesh of her neck. He tore the skirt in his haste, and began moving her towards his bed. She didn't protest, and he found, he wanted to know why.

"Why are you here?" His voice sounded like a growl. With her skirt gone, his hands freely cupped her bottom, kneading the flesh there. His tight embrace made it easy to maneuver his leg between her thighs.

"You know. The answer." Her voice came in short gasps. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and her head leaned back. He bit and sucked the flesh between her breasts. Heero righted her and tore off her blouse before he pushed her roughly down onto his bed.

He joined the girl, pulling her soft, nude form against his much harder one. When he demanded her lips, he was surprised to feel small hands moving beneath the shirt on his chest. She broke the kiss and lifted the garment over his head, smiling, probably at his reaction. Her fingers trailed down to the fastener of his pants.

He relaxed into her touch, bringing one hand up to thread through her hair. She wrestled with the button, and he couldn't help but smile. After a few seconds, she managed to release his burning organ from its prison. He wanted so badly to bury it deep inside her, but restrained himself while she removed the last of his clothes. As soon as she was done, he took over once again.

Heero pressed her back to the mattress, climbing over her prone, silky form. At last, he felt the sinful pleasure of her breasts against his chest. This was lust, this was darkness. He settled between her thighs, but wasn't done touching, tasting, tainting her. His mouth had to know every inch of this girl.

He held her down as he explored; his lips and tongue grazed over her white satin flesh. Relena bucked against him when his mouth encircled the nipple of her right breast, but he held her tight. She gasped his name when his tongue laved the puckered jewel, his teeth teasing the tender surface. She writhed and whimpered, her body language pleading with him to take her.

"Heero...." Her voice called to him. He loved hearing her beg for her downfall. He traced a moist line down from her breast to her hip, before delving lower. Her legs parted wide without urging. This pure maiden, untainted, untouched didn't have to be coached or coaxed. How she knew what she wanted was the dark side of her nature. She had to know that. He could stop now, he had already won. But his own lust craved her, and it had a raging appetite that would not be filled until he took her.

He lapped the sensitive nub of flesh between Relena's legs, tasting the evidence of her desire. Her whole body shook and she screamed. He felt a sense of power flow through his veins at her responsiveness. She was easy to mold, and would make an excellent lover, if he had any intention of keeping her another night.

Perhaps he should. He had no other prospects for the moment, and it seemed a waste to use her once, especially a time that was going too quickly. His organ throbbed and with her screams, he knew he wouldn't be able to keep his self control any longer. He slid up her body; his member sought out her entrance with a mind of its own. Heero grabbed her forearms once again to hold her down.

He plunged his swollen arousal inside her. Relena cried out, tears forming in her eyes from the pain of him tearing her virgin barrier. He thrust harder. Her back arched off the mattress. He pushed more deeply inside, enjoying the heated warmth, and took advantage of her position to suckle her breasts. She whimpered and moaned as he drove himself into her again and again. The flickering candlelight caught the tears in her eyes and played on her hair. He thought it strange how the light still clung to the girl, even when it knew he was inside her.

He gave himself over to the pleasure of her body, the way she cried out his name, the delicious taste of her skin. He let go of her arms and they wrapped around his neck, caressing his back, and tangling in his hair. He tried to curb the mounting pressure of his need, but the attempt worked against him, multiplying it instead as he plunged deeper, harder, faster. He thrust again and felt his body quake. He gritted his teeth against the sensation, pulling, channeling everything into the darkened vortex - trying to hold on.

She clamped down, her entire body shuddered; her fingernails bit into the flesh of his back. The vortex shattered, and he pitched over the edge. He convulsed, and lost control, releasing himself inside her as she moaned his name in a voice hoarse and strained with their exertion. He stilled and sank into her, mildly surprised when her arms came up to hold him.

A few moments passed while he just listened to the rapid beating of her heart. Heero recovered his breathing, and raised himself on the heels of his hands. But the warm feeling of being in her arms remained.

He lay himself beside the girl on the bed. "You may leave, now. Or stay if you wish."

A soft look lit her eye when she gazed up at him. "I'll stay," she said and moved her head to rest on his shoulder.

"Hn." He would keep her for a while. It made no difference. People would begin to whisper about her, that her employer had taken her for his mistress. And if she was misfortunate enough to become pregnant, perhaps he'd tire of her sooner. And then he could just send her away.

"Heero...." She murmured, and moved her hand to stroke his chest. His arm wrapped around her waist and drew her closer.

"You never answered." Clouds broke outside the window and the full moon appeared in the darkened sky. One of the shutters had been left open, and moonlight poured in to touch her side of the bed. He frowned; she had done that on purpose.

"Answered what? Why I came tonight?"

He nodded, his fingers tracing lightly over the naked skin of her back. It was so soft...

"You know the answer."

He glanced up at the ceiling, feeling the intoxicating pull of sleep on his brain; the warmth of her body still heated his blood to a slow boil. "I won, you know."

"Does it matter?"

He smirked and felt his eyes close. "Hmmmm. You only ask because you lost."

Relena snuggled closer, and he sighed. Her fingers smoothed his matted hair from his eyes, and he felt her lips brush his forehead in a soft kiss. He smiled and relaxed himself into the arms of sleep.

"I love you." Her words grazed his cheek in a feathery sigh.

His eyes snapped open and he had to squint against the glare to see her face. The full moon had risen high up in the night sky.

And his room was awash in a bright silver light.



<i>Darkness is merely the absence of light. Where there is light, there is love, and there can be no darkness.</i>

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Thanks for reading.

[kmf]

What a yummy lemon. I like Heero as the dominant master who thinks that he can just use Relena until he tires of her. But we all know better Are there more in this series??

kmf *who is yearning citrus now!*

[The Engrish Spy]

That was great Rose. You have a god given talent and know how to use it. Keep it up!

Engrish

[amateur_storyteller]

:o I think I remember reading a teaser for this in your ff.net bio. Anyway, this was great. I can't wait for the next story in your series! Oh, don't forget to keep working in Missing By a Mile. I can't wait to see more Jealous-Heero -- does that make me cruel?

[blackrose]

What a yummy lemon. I like Heero as the dominant master who thinks that he can just use Relena until he tires of her. But we all know better

YES! We do! At least, I was hoping everyone caught that.

Are there more in this series??

Yes. Not necessarily with Relena as his maid, though. I think there will be at least one more, but unrelated fic with her as his maid. Next up, I BELIEVE is Work Daze with Relena as his secretary. It's trying to spawn a plot, though, and I'm trying to figure out if I'm going to let it. So, if we see Concerto or something else before it, that's why.

kmf *who is yearning citrus now!*

I know! Me too! I hear we're going to have some more entries in the Lime-Aid contest, and I can't wait! I've been waaaaaaaaaaaaay short on my vitamin C intake. *gasp* the horror!

Thanks for reading!
Love,
Rose

[blackrose]

That was great Rose. You have a god given talent and know how to use it. Keep it up!

Thanks so much, Engrish! *hugs*

Heero: Yes, I agree. This is a good series.
Relena: *blushes* But Heero...you don't find it, embarrassing that all these people are *reading* about what we do *ahem* behind closed doors?
Heero: *blink* Why should I be embarrassed? I'm getting some. *grin*
Relena: -___-;;;

Love,
Rose

[blackrose]

:o I think I remember reading a teaser for this in your ff.net bio.

It was up for about a day before I took it down. I think it intruded on some people's more delicate sensibilities.

I can't wait for the next story in your series!

Heero can't either, actually. It's the one series he can, apparently, get behind. -__-;;;

Oh, don't forget to keep working in Missing By a Mile. I can't wait to see more Jealous-Heero -- does that make me cruel?

HECK NO! We're all members of the Heero-torture club. It's fun. He's just being uncooperative right now. Imagine that.
Relena: Hmmmm, that's SO difficult to imagine.
Heero: *glares*

Thanks for reading!
Love,
Rose

[Gundam Girl]

Kudos, Rose. I saw the teaser for this on FFN, and was thrilled when I found the link on your bio. I even skipped over the new chapters of In The Arms Of Another to check this out. I'm going back there now, can't wait to see more of this series. You can certainly write a lemon! Cheers!
-GG

[Goldberry]

Wow, Rose! *fans herself* That was great! So...intense. I love the role reversals here. Heero is all dominant, not at all sweet and caring, and we all know Relena will win him over in the end. This is great! Makes me realize I REALLY need to work on "Crescendo". Bad, Berry, bad! ^_^

*bows* Great work as always, Rose! But then, did I expect anything less than the best? No! Tee hee. More, please!

*huggles*
Berry <--who's offically legal now and quite enjoying it....

[blackrose]

Kudos, Rose. I saw the teaser for this on FFN, and was thrilled when I found the link on your bio.

Wow, you did? I pulled the teaser down kinda quickly. But I'm glad you found the link!!!

can't wait to see more of this series. You can certainly write a lemon! Cheers!

Thanks! I can't wait to write more of it, actually....

Heero: *smirks* Me either.
Relena: There's more? O_O;;;

*hugs* Thanks for reading, GG!!!!

Love,
Rose