CrossOver: Angelic Envy

Maybe it was the fact that Zelas, the Great Beastmaster, has just hired a new person to take the command of her army. It had been a long time since Xellos had filled both the jobs of priest and general. And now there was this fresh pathetic newbie that came one day, without telling, and stole half of his job.

Maybe it was the fact that since this man came around, Zelas-sama was according less and less intimate time with her powerful purple-haired subordinate. The little attentions, the sweet chuckles and the soft caresses, that were habitually accorded to Xellos, and to Xellos only, the trickster priest now had to share them with this foreigner.

Maybe it was the fact that the new general had an unsurpassed beauty. His long silver hair shined under the dimmed light of Zelas’ palace. His skin, as soft as a peach, had an impurity-free milky shade. The curves of his perfect hips made more than one girl turn around at his sight. After all, his revealing outfit let everyone see what was, indeed, worth to see…and what a sight. It was obvious that the inhabitants of the island were all captured by this beauty.

Was it because the man was a powerful sorcerer too? Xellos didn’t have the chance to see him perform some tricks yet. Was it because this man, in normal clothes, looked more feminine that Xellos in drag himself? Pathetic. Zelas-sama did have a strange idea this time.

And he was about to tell her.
“Zelas-sama, may I talk to you for a moment?”

The stranger wasn’t there, but other people were. Xellos didn’t pay attention to them, but he still had to show proper manners in public.

Zelas put away her glass of wine and gracefully dismissed her guests by waving her hand. They all bowed in silence, then left.

“Okaasan.” Xellos started, as soon as he was alone with his boss.

Zelas grinned. When Xellos was calling her “Mother”, it meant a request.

“Yes, son?” she answered.

“Who is that man you hired a few days ago?” he inquired.

“You mean that beautiful angel, Kuja?”

Sick. “Yes, this person.” Xellos replied.

“Well, he is a sorcerer that will help us for an “undetermined” time. I need a special - how can I say?- attribut to give that bitch Deep Sea Dolphin a little treat of mine.” Zelas answered.

“Well, I don’t like him, Mother.”

“Are you saying you have a…problem, Xellos?” her grin was malicious.

Xellos snorted, then looked away.

“My Xellos is jealous!” Zelas exclaimed, almost happily.

Xellos didn’t need anything much. He freely threw himself into his mother’s arms. “Fire him! He’s only a pansy-ass! I saw him, he passes all his free time in front of the mirror! That bitch can’t be your general, Mother! You will be seriously laughed at if you keep this Miss Avon Personality with you! You saw all his make-up? And his clothes? Why don’t you choose someone else? Anyone but not him!”

The young man snuggled his nose into the woman’s silky dress, clutching on the fabric. Zelas caressed his head.
“I’ve never seen you so capricious before, is there something wrong?”

He raised his head. His angry eyes met her malicious ones.
“Like it or not, you will learn how to work with him.”

“Never!” he screamed like a spoilt child.

Zelas’ chuckle surprised him. “Oh, believe me. I am sure you will learn how to make the situation more… how can I say? Pleasant.”

“Sick! That’s sick! Do you think I will work with...”

*SMACK!*

“You heard me, Xellos. Now, obey.” Her voice wasn’t permitting anything more.

Xellos held is slapped face. “Yes, Zelas-sama.”

Later in the day, Xellos found Kuja in the Training Yard. The silver-haired boy was practicing his magic upon invisible targets. The priest made himself invisible, so he could spy his “partner” more freely.

*Hum…Zelas-sama was right: this bitch IS a beauty,* Xellos interiorly remarked. He couldn’t help but admire the way Kuja was gracefully moving his hand up before sending a powerful blast of energy on the opposite wall.

Kuja grinned then slowly walked over to see how much the wall was burned. Again, Xellos enjoyed the sight of the bishonen’s rear as he walked with cat-like grace, moving his hips in a way only Zelas herself could do.

Deposing his head in his palm, Xellos continued his little observation, a light smirk plastered on his face. Kuja didn’t seem to be as strong a magician as he was thought to be. But maybe the new general was aware of someone’s presence and was only pretending to be weak.

*Better have a chat with him later,* the priest said to himself before really vanishing.

*Look at that egocentric,* Xellos thought. *He would make out with himself if he could.*

The kimono negligently slipped over Kuja’s arm, leaving the shoulder bared. The sigh Kuja gave while looking at his naked arm made Xellos shivered as a shock ran all the way down, reaching his loins. Kuja delicately pulled back the kimono and returned to his occupation.

For a moment, Xellos found himself dressed in old-fashioned baggy clothes. His hair, his pride, doesn’t seem anymore silky. His face wasn’t even cute enough.

This made Xellos to nourish more hate for the stranger. He’ll find a way to make him pay. But not now. Better investigate more first.

“Kuja-san!” Xellos cheerfully yelled. Kuja jumped and turn around, hand over his chest.

“Xellos-san, you scared me!” The blush over Kuja’s face could not deny this fact.

“Yare, yare! What should you be scared of?”

The silver-haired man snorted.
“It’s rude of you to enter my room without knocking.”

Asshole. “Ah, I am sorry.”

“Why are you here, anyway?” Kuja asked, returning to the center of his attention, meaning himself.

Xellos couldn’t help but be totally stunned over Kuja’s attitude. There was actually someone, in this castle, that dared turn his back to him? But what a pretty rear…

“I thought we could talk a bit, so we could learn more about each other. After all, we will have to work together, right?” Xellos said.

“I am not going to work with you. I prepare battle plans, you execute them.”

This could not hit Xellos more than Zelas’ slaps.

“There is no way I go over the battle field. It is only for rude people like you,” Kuja added, applying some lipstick.

Xellos was a patient one, but there were some limits.
“You have a bad mouth, you know?” the priest said, visibly irritated.

“That’s what you say.”

Kuja let out a girly scream as he felt Xellos pulling over his mass of silvery locks. The priest also grabbed his arm, then knocked him over against the wall.

“Listen, now, little fag! If you think you can walk around without showing me proper respect, well, you’re wrong,” Xellos hissed.

“Let me go! You’re hurting me!” Kuja whined. Pathetic. He was not even able to repulse Xellos with some magic. The new general tossed his head away and closed his eyes, as to avoid Xellos’ deadly glare. The priest pulled a sharpened knife from his bag and put it over Kuja’s throat.

“I don’t care what Zelas-sama will say when she’ll find you dead, pansy-boy!” Suddenly, Xellos’ eyes caught a small light coming from the other man’s hand. “Oh, you wanna use magic? Fine with me.” Xellos pressed his body over his enemy’s to maintain him properly. They were now nose-to-nose, Kuja cursing at the priest.

Suddenly, a wave of delicate perfume invaded Xellos’ nostrils, sending again a direct lighting through his spine. He took some seconds to admire, for a last time, his beautiful adversary. Xellos couldn’t help but getting aroused by this sight. Kuja’s lips were slightly opened, letting out small gasps that almost sound like moans. A small pearl of water ran over his delicate face before tracing the line of this jaw. And there was the perfume. And there was the silky skin that he was so tempted to touch.

“Son of a bitch!” Kuja hissed from nowhere.

Xellos grinned. “Bad boy, will you ever keep it shut? Let’s put that pretty mouth of yours to good use, ok?”

Xellos dissolved his magical bind and threw Kuja on the floor, still keeping a firm hold on his hair.`
“On your knees, bitch! And suck me!”

Kuja covered his mouth with both hands, silencing his loud gasp. His eyes were locked over Xellos.
“You heard me?” the priest asked, more calmly this time, but the malicious tone of his voice wasn’t gone. “You need a little push maybe?” he added in a whisper.

Xellos, with his free hand, delicately removed Kuja’s hands clasped over his mouth. Kuja let him do, without resisting. The trickster bend over him then caught his mouth inside his, slipping his tongue between those colored lips, exploring every area of this new home. The silver-haired sorcerer moaned under the forced kiss, then return it with passion.

Xellos let go of Kuja’s hand so he could grab his partner’s hair with both hands. The kiss was deepened that way. Soon the priest found himself moaning too as his pants started to become tighter. They separated, because they needed fresh oxygen. Without removing his eyes from Xellos’, Kuja moved his hands up and started to open the black silky pants in front of him.

As soon as the hard member became visible, the sorcerer caressed it slowly. His light touch was rewarded by the priest’s soft moans. Without hesitation, Kuja engulfed Xel’s erection in his mouth and start moving his tongue along the shaft.

The violet-eyed priest deposed his forehead over the wall in front of him to maintain his balance. At this rate, he could fall anytime. His partner was expertly moving his mouth around his member, as if he already practiced several times. This expertise quickly brought Xellos over the edge, as he moaned louder with each one of Kuja’s licks, bucking his hips to deepen to penetration.

The trickster was amazed at how Kuja was able to make him reach nirvana so easily. He climaxed into the sorcerer’s mouth, letting out a choked moan. He clenched on Kuja’s hair, as if to prevent his partner to withdraw, but Kuja didn’t have any such intentions. He eagerly drank all of the white liquid, making sure that not a drop will run along is jaw and mess his pretty face.

Still panting, Xellos didn’t see Kuja raising and coming closer to him. The sorcerer silently lifted up Xellos’ chin and locked his lips on his. Their tongues battled then danced in harmony, while Xellos delicately discarded Kuja’s robe on the floor. He stared at him, caressing his feminine body.

“You’re much prettier this way, Kuja,” Xellos’ lustful voice let out, making the white-haired man gasp.

“R..Really?” Kuja responded, having a quick look on the mirror beside.

“But, with the clothes, it’s more interesting.”

”How come?”

“It’s fun to let your imagination fly away…” Xellos’ answer made Kuja blush. The scarlet tint over his cheek deepened when the priest took his aroused member in his hand, stroking it gently.

“I think I want you,” the man with magenta eyes said.

“Then take me!” Kuja moaned.

Xellos pushed him over the satin sheets of the bed, then crawled over him. “Little bitch…” he murmured to himself. He nibbled into Kuja’s neck and moved his hands along the sides.

“You’re still dressed…” Kuja whispered, clenching over the trickster’s dark cloak.

“Is this better?” Xellos asked after clicking is fingers, the clothes vanishing.

“Hum…yes!” Kuja moaned.

Kuja caressed his partner’s hair, and traced the line of his jaw. Xellos moved his head quickly and caught Kuja’s fingers in his mouth. Looking into the sorcerer’s eyes, Xellos started to move his tongue along those long-nailed painted fingers. Kuja soon, too, started to move them in and out this hot entrance, letting the priest know what exactly he had in mind. But the purple-haired man kept the fingers in his mouth, ignoring the silent yet explicit request. Kuja pouted and let out small whimpers, bucking his hips over Xellos’ leg to show him his desire.

Xellos chuckled. He moved his body, leaving a hot and wet trail of kisses and licks on his way down. Kuja moaned under every kiss, moving his body to invite the priest to accelerate his pace.

Arriving at his destination, Xellos took him entirely. Kuja arched his back and let out a loud moan.

“Yes!” he gasped.

The priest moved his mouth around the hard member, circling the tip of it with his tongue. With one hand, he massaged Kuja’s balls, and with the other he forced those long legs to be more separated. Without stopping his maddening blowjob, the trickster slid a first finger inside Kuja. This only made the blue-eyed man let out another gasp.

“More..” he whispered.

Soon, Xellos entered a second, then a third finger in the tight opening. Kuja moved his hips to get even more.
“You want more, right?” Xellos inquired.

“Yes!” Kuja almost screamed.

“Beg for it.”

“Please take me…I want to be your canary!”

Xellos raised an eyebrow. “Canary?”

“Nevermind, just do it!” Kuja groaned.

“Do what?”

Kuja raised on is elbows. The look on Kuja’s face didn’t want to explain anything. He wanted it, and now.

“Come on, what do you want?” Xellos asked. “Tell me!” he continued with an amusing tone in his voice.

“Fuck me!” Kuja screamed. “Fuck me now!”

“Did you have to put it so bluntly?” Xellos asked.

Kuja narrowed his eyes and snorted, looking at Xellos as if he wanted to kill him.

“Ok, ok, I understood,” he said, before moving up and kissing his partner. In one careless trust, he pushed himself inside the sorcerer, who let out a more-than-girly moan.

“Yes!” he hissed between his teeth, clenching on the satin sheets. “Now, more!”

“You like giving orders, don’t you?” Xellos said, visibly amused. On that, he gave his partner another hard trust.

“And you seem to follow them pretty well, right Xellos? ” Kuja replied.

“There are some requests that are so easy to fulfil…”

“Is that true? Now, bring your mouth over here!”

“Always a pleasure,” Xellos grinned. He bent over the sorcerer and took his mouth in his, feeling it again. He could sense the vibrations of Kuja’s voice down his throat, as the silver-haired man moaned freely.

Xellos pressed his body against Kuja’s, brushing the sorcerer’s hard erection with his stomach. He nibbled in his neck again, then moved up to lick Kuja’s ear. The sorcerer could now properly hear the priest’s moans and pants.

“Damn you’re hot, you know that?” the trickster let out.

“I’m pretty too!” Kuja added.

“Uh, huh,” Xellos replied, not paying attention to Kuja but to only his own growing pleasure.

“Uh…come on, harder!” the sorcerer begged.

The priest moved himself faster inside Kuja, making his partner scream lightly on each thrust.

“Yes, that’s it!” Kuja moaned.

“Do you have to make it sound as if you are in a porno movie?” Xellos asked between pants.

“Oh, keep it shut and fuck me! Yes…just there…”

The trickster silenced him with a deep kiss. Kuja wrapped his arms around Xellos’ neck, and started to buck his hips, rubbing his throbbing member over his partner’s stomach. He moved his head away from the priest’s mouth, gasping and searching for fresh air.

“Yes….yes!” he screamed. His sperm covered both his and Xellos’ chest as he dug his nails into his neck. Xellos came soon after, shooting his load inside the sorcerer.

Without talking, panting heavily, they separated.
"Anyway," Xellos started, "Why didn't you try to repulse me with your magic?"

Kuja giggled. "I knew what you were coming for. I didn't want to waste such opportunity to know a bit more about yourself..."

Still panting, Xellos searched for his bag, carelessly discarded on the floor. Pulling out a pack of cigarettes, he took one, lit it up, put it to his mouth then exhaled the grey smoke with a sigh of contentment.

“You smoke?” Kuja inquired.

“Sometimes…I know, it’s a bad habit in the family.”

“Xellos-sama,” the servant said, “Zelas-sama wants to see you in her private chambers.”

“Coming.” Xellos closed his spellbook and teleported in his master’ apartment.

Xellos bowed. “You called me, Zelas-sama?”

“Yes, musuko, take a seat.”

Xellos smiled. When Zelas was calling him “son”, that meant a request. She approached her own cushions next to him, then caressed his silky purple locks.

“Xellos, my one and only son…”

“Yes, mother?”

“Well, I know you don’t like our new assistant very much, so I decided to get rid of him as soon as we are finished with our little payback to our “dear” friend…should I mention her name?”

Xellos giggled.

“But,” the woman continued, “I would like you to obey me until we are finished. No killing, no death threats. Am I clear?”

“This request is futile, I think I’ll learn to live with our dear Kuja.”

“Oh?” Zelas raised an eyebrow, visibly stunned. “It’s not like you to change your mind so suddenly. What happened?”

“Well…it’s…a secret.” Xellos grinned mischievously.

Zelas grinned back. “You finally found out the real reason I hired him; glad you see it my way!”

As they lit up and shared a cigarette, the chuckles of Zelas and Xellos Metallium rang through the palace of Wolfpack Island.