An Excursion into the Wild

Title: An Excursion into the Wild
Rated: M
Author’s Note: You guys have no idea how long this took me to write…. I’ve been so busy….!!!

This is Amai btw, other wise known as ChibiSamiSala from FF.net. ^^;;;

Disclaimer: I dont own Chrno Crusade, Bla bla bla legal mumbojumbo

Thanks much to Amako and Zoey for keeping me working on this fic…. This would be my first lemon written by myself…and I didn’t write it chronologically, so please forgive me if my transitions into the scenes I wrote first and those I wrote later are a bit messy. Anyways, enjoy!

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“CHRNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~” The happy voice filtered over the lake like a bird’s song, albeit, a little less musical. The demon, who was currently fishing to his hearts content with his little make shift pole, lifted his head slightly in the direction the voice had come from, a small smile brushing over his lips.

Ah, so they finally came back…

He stood up slowly, setting the pole between two rocks just encase the fish in the lake decided that they wished to sample the treat on the end of the hook after all, and made his way down the long plank of rock, his eyes straining slightly to pick out the two figures that were trotting towards his lake. It had been a while since they had last came, Rosette commenting on how the matron was keeping a sharper eye on the siblings due to their sneaking off.

Rosette must have finally connived a way to sneak off finally, by the giant grin on her face.

It relieved him truthfully, he had been a bit worried that they were not going to return, knowing how quickly children lost interest in their toys. After nearly a month of waiting he had started to get worried that they weren’t coming back, what would he do? Would he just continue to sit at this lake, waiting for them to return until all of his astral ran out completely?


It was strange thinking about how dependant he was on the little 12 year old girl and 11 year old boy. After all his years of life, he had no ambitions past waiting for the children to come and visit him for the afternoon.

It was strangely insulting, and at the same time, he couldn’t complain. After all, where in pandemonium, or in the world, would he find two human kids who trusted him this much…

“CHRNO CHRNO CHRNO!!” Rosette chanted cheerfully, barreling into him at full speed the second his feet his the grass, sending him toppling with a small squeak as she hugged him, her face pink with a blush. “We finally escaped that hell hole! Have you missed us!?!” She asked excitedly, Sitting down on his stomach as she pulled a napkin out of her pocket, unwrapping a pile of chocolate chip cookies. “Here! I made sure they weren’t stale this time, I’m sure your starving.” She finally took a breath, allowing Joshua to catch up, panting slightly as he came to a stop beside them.

“Come on Rosette, your suffocating him!” He whined, tugging at her arm, “And you failed to mention that I was the one who tasted them to make sure they weren’t stale, not you!” His eyes dropped to Chrno, adoring and bright. “I hope you like them Chrno, we had a lot of trouble getting out of the kitchen without being caught, I mean, Matron is really strict about us leaving now. Since Rosette came back with those bruises.”

“Hey, I fell out of a tree! I don’t know why that’s so dangerous!” Rosette grumbled, not giving the trapped boy enough time to insert a comment. “I was fine since Chrno caught me! And its not like bruises don’t heal.” She sighed, prodding where Chrno had been bruised himself, over his ribs, only to frown when he unconsciously flinched, closing his eyes slightly.

”Are you ok Chrno?” Joshua blinked, dropping to his knees next to the two, his blue eyes worried as Rosette wrestled his shirt up, revealing the still black and purple bruise that sat upon his bronze skin. “Woah!”

“Ah..its ok--”

“No it isn’t Chrno! You got that nearly two months ago! Why hasn’t it healed yet?” Rosette questioned, her eyebrows pushing together as she watched Chrno’s slowly reddening face. It hadn’t healed because he didn’t have enough Astral to fix even that little damage to his body, it would probably be there for the rest of his ‘life’ if you could call it that.

“Its alright Rosette…it isn’t the same bruise.” He lied convincingly, “I slipped when I was trying to reel in a fish before, and banged the same place, it bruised because it was still healing from the last time.”

“Really?” Rosette frowned, leaning closer to inspect the bruise, her warm breath brushing over his skin as she stared at it. “Looks like its pretty deep…”

The cuteness of the situation seemed to completely disappear, the demon’s breath sucking in as his eyes widened, startled by the arousing touch of her breath on his bare skin, and he breathed out wobblingly, sitting up and helping Rosette off of him. “Its fine.” He said in a firm voice, standing up as he pulled his shirt and poncho back down.

That was the end of the discussion, plain and simple.

Rosette frowned, now quite curious on why the demon boy was so quick to move, and to end the conversation. It had happened a few times, normally because Rosette had gotten over rambunctious and tackled him, or pinched, tickled, punched, and on once occasion, in which he had placed a hand over her mouth so that Joshua could finish his sentence, licked him.

Oh no, Chrno had never tried to shut her up again after that one.

She was positive that it was her touch that caused him to react in such a stoic manner, and become stiff as a board for at least a few minutes, until their childish antics made him relax again. But it was her little secrete that she didn’t always do those things on accident, she would, once and a while, search out those little places to poke him, or antagonize him so that she could leap on him, because it left a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach. At first it had been uncomfortable, and she had refrained from touching him for weeks in embarrassment, but after a while, she started to enjoy the butterfly feeling, nearly was dependant on it, although Chrno didn’t seem to like it one bit. It left a little guilt within her, which she reasoned out to be the reason she brought him cookies. He always liked that, it was a trade of sorts in her mind.

She smiled slightly, her eyes half closing as she cocked her head to the side; she was satisfied with the amount of butterflies now. . “You want to play Cops and Robbers Chrno?” She asked out of the blue, Joshua crying out in glee as he leapt to his feet.

“Cops…and Robbers..?” The demon asked in confusion, his mind immediately brought from his rather dark musings to the thought of Rosette hanging him from his neck, while thinking it was a game.

It wasn’t a very assuring thought….

“Yes!” Joshua exclaimed, gripping Chrno’s hands and pumping them up in down excitedly. “You see, Rosette gets to be the cop, and we’re the robbers! She counts to ten and lets us run, and then she has to hunt us down and catch us, and put us in jail! What ever Robber escapes, wins!”

“Who says I want to be the Cop!” The blonde girl huffed, placing her hands on her hips before smiling brightly at the hesitant boy. “Come on Chrno, Joshua’s no fun if it’s just him and me. Play with us won’t you??” Both siblings gave him the most pathetic puppy dogfaces, obviously having practiced them more then once.

Chrno’s face went blank as their pathetic whimpers and pleading reached his ears, and he lifted one hand to the back of his head, unsure of himself. “I guess…”

“GREAT!” They cheered, both of the blonde children tackling him to the ground once more, knocking the air right out of him as he floundered to catch his breath, unable to as Rosette put an unintentional choke hold about his windpipe.

“Thank you thank you thank you! I promise Chrno! You Wont regret it!!” Joshua exclaimed cheerfully, not noticing the blue tinge to the demon’s cheeks at all.


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“Now..” Rosette chuckled nervously, as she stood with her back to the two boys, scratching her head. “Since we knocked you out Chrno…you get a five second head start. Joshua don’t try to follow him!” She pointed at her brother with a small frown, her eyebrows pushing together as the blonde boy gave her a pathetic stare. “What fun is it if I can find you both at the same time huh? Go in the opposite directions. Now.” She turned her back to the two rather confused boys, covering her eyes with her hands before starting to count. “25-chrnogonowJOSHUAdontmovetilltwenty-24…..23…..22…..”

As she chanted Joshua gave Chrno a little shooing motion, the demon blinking in realization before he started to trot off into to the woods, sending hesitant glances back at the two, watching as Joshua began to run as fast as he could in the opposite direction, hooting and hollering.

“19….18….” Rosette peeked through her fingers as she watched Chrno slip out of sight, “17..16…15..14..13.12 11 10 9 87654321! READY OR NOT HERE I COME!” The blonde grinned devilishly, hearing her brother shouting ‘you’ll never catch me!’ in the distance, and dusted off her skirt. She was positive from the get go about who she was going to chase. After all, she never came here with out Joshua, and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to spend some time without her dear brother tagging along all the time.

“Ready or not Chrno~” She whispered in a sing song voice, hitching up her skirt and dashing after the demon’s path, her lips curled up in a sweet smile.

It didn’t take long for her to catch up with Chrno, slowing her steps so that she stalked slowly behind the walking demon, who looked rather content to just wander about in the woods until he was spotted, making no attempt to hide. She was pretty sure that he even knew that she was directly behind him, and she frowned, Sprinting forward and grabbing his poncho tightly, yanking him to a stop.

Chrno gasped a bit as the metal bit into his throat, cutting off his air for a moment, before he gave Rosette a somewhat surprised smile. “Ah, you caught me.” He smiled down at the young girl, who was pouting adorably.

“You let me catch you.”

He blinked at her, turning a bit red at his ears. “Of course I didn’t.” he lied badly, knowing that if he had tried, he could have easily gone up a tree and sat there for hours watching her search for him.

“Liar. I know you could have done much better then that.” She frowned more, tugging at his poncho a bit more viciously. “Its no fun if you give up!”

“Oh?” He asked as if he didn’t know, amused by her obvious pouting. “What am I supposed to do then?”

“Run of course!” She yanked again demandingly, waving her finger around in circles as she started ranting. “What is the point of cops and robbers if the robber doesn’t ru—” She gasped as suddenly she toppled backwards, The poncho falling on her face as he easily escaped from the loose material, dashing along the unbeaten path rather swiftly. “HEY! THAT’S NOT FAIR!!!” She shouted, barreling after him as fast as she could possibly move.

“You said to run.” He said quite simply over his shoulder, weaving about a rock that Rosette barreled over, nearly going face first into the mud as she followed after him.

“Yeah! But when I said too!” She shouted after him, loosing her sandals along the way. “HEYY CHRNO!!!” They burst into an open field, one of the lakes that dotted the woods stretching out across the distance.

The demon chuckled slightly, panting as he ran, the little energy that he had running low as he watched her gain ground on him. Most likely this would hurt a lot, and so, he aimed right at the lake.

If he was going to go down she was going with him.

“Oh you’re going down!!” Rosette laughed manically, breathing heavily as she focused purely on catching the little bugger.

Just a few more inches…almost…THERE!

Her little hand missed the back of his shirt and instead gripped a large chunk of his hair, startling both of them.

“Augh!!” Chrno Yelped, his foot sticking in the mud as he was yanked backwards, loosing all balance he had and toppled face first into the shallow water, Rosette crashing on top of him into the messy, muddy pile. He could vaguely feel the pain from his bruised flesh as her body slammed into his, their foreheads cracking together painfully, leaving Chrno rather stunned as they sunk a few feet into the muddy water.

This was defiantly now how he had planned going down.

The poor boy groaned, sputtering as the floated into deeper water and he had to wade to keep them up, Rosette having locked a choke hold about his neck in her stupor, nearly dragging them both down. Her head hurt like crazy, and she was seeing stars before her eyes, dancing across what seemed to be Chrno’s face….

That was less then a few centimeters from her own.

“GAH!” The blonde yelped, throwing herself away from him and nearly sinking into the depths, sputtering and slapping her arms on the surface to keep her up. “CHRNOO-OOOOOOO Look what you did now!!!” She screeched, swimming soggily towards the shore. She didn’t really care about her clothing though, her mind was working furiously on the fact that when they had slammed foreheads, they might have actually had a brushing of lips…

Oh she had read books like that, where things like that would happen, and then the two would fall madly in love, and the man would pin her to the grass and kiss her followed by…..

God’s knew what because Ms. Jean had ripped out the next three chapters before the girl even got her hands on them. Rosette narrowed her eyes, wondering almost angrily what she had shorthanded her on. She put that into the back of her mind though as she slushed up onto the grass, struggling with her thick dress as she threw it off over her head, watching it land with a solid thump in the already matted grass. “That was my favorite dress too!!”

“Ah….sorry..” Chrno mumbled embarrassed, as he too sloshed out of the water, everything about him soaked other then the poncho that lay at the edge of the woods, his thick hair nearly dragging his head back with the weight. He too squirmed out of his shirt, throwing it down on a bolder before starting to undo all the leather bindings on his feet and hands, barely able to hold his head up until he finally got around to start twisting his hair, draining it off the water. “Are you alright?”

“Just Peachy.” She grumbled, twisting the bottom of her camisole until she found it satisfactorily drained. “It’ll take that forever to dry!” She puffed out her cheeks in aggravation, slapping the boy as he sat down beside her.

“Your not the one that swallowed a chunk of Algae.” He muttered, coughing as he pounded his fist at his chest, careful to avoid the bruise there. The blonde couldn’t help but laugh, peering at him with interest.

“I can tell, your turning a little green!” she teased, prodding his cheek with a finger, turning a bit pink herself as she did, before she shoved him a bit, standing up again. “Well we’re not going anywhere until these are dry!” She chirruped cheerfully, adjusting her dress on the rock as if she had never been angry about their little mishap. “I mean, its not like I can go back like this…” She blushed slightly, realizing that the wet white material was clinging to her every bend, and despite the fact that Chrno was trying to not look at anything he shouldn’t…it was really hard not to.

“I’ll get you something to cover up with.” The devil boy said embarrassed, diverting his eyes as he quickly trotted back towards the woods, shaking his head as he went. His stomach burned at the sight of her lithe body peeking out at him where the wet material was sticking to her skin…. Twin pink roses sticking to the milky material up top and down below there was…. His face contorted a bit as his body heated up at the thought, and he found that he had nearly trodden over the dry scrap of material, hastily grabbing it as if it was the one thing that was keeping him anchored.

Rosette watched as he went with growing mortification, her arms twining across her front as she curled into a ball against the rock they had laid their clothing across, trying to calm herself down. He hadn’t seen anything, she was sure of it…after all, this was Chrno she was talking about..

Angelic Chrno who was too far out of her reach to be interested.

She only lifted her eyes again once the thick musky material toppled over her head, smelling strongly of the spices that seemed to encompass the boy completely. It nearly made her dizzy. “Go ahead and put it on.” Chrno said softly, his voice just a bit rougher then it had been before, and he sat down beside her as she clambered to pull it over her head.

They were both silent for a bit, Rosette wiggling her toes as she stared at them, and then over to Chrno’s. It was strange that they were nearly the same size, and yet Chrno was so
Masculine that she couldn’t ever believe that she had once thought he was a girl because of his hair.

“Chrno?” She asked, to not quite sure why, and hesitated when he gave her a questioning look. “Ah…to pass the time…” She floundered, not sure what ask of him that wouldn’t seem to childish.

“Do you want me to tell you a story?” He asked softly, smiling down at her in a way that made her happy and annoyed at the same time, as if he was looking at his daughter. But she nodded anyway, squirming in his poncho as he patted his knee, offering her a pillow as he spoke.

She accepted gratefully, thin fingers curling under his thigh, noticing the way that he jumped when she did so, before she rested her cheek on his leg, her hair tangled about his waist.

At that point she couldn’t have cared less if Chrno did tell a story, as long as she could stay as she was….

He swallowed slightly, not quite sure his offer was the best of ideas, but he just made sure to note the happening in his mind, so that it would not be repeated. “Is there anything you’d like to hear?”

“Dunno.” She said simply, playing with the hem of his pants and watching the way that his skin prickled up as her fingers dusted over it, Chrno doing rather well to conceal his embarrassment. “Is there anything you haven’t told me?”

The Devil couldn’t help but laugh at that, smiling faintly. “I’m sure I’ll think of something…” He closed his eyes, his fingers slipping into her hair unconsciously, playing with the soft locks as he thought. “Have I told you the story of the-” He trailed off, squinting a bit into the distance, as if disbelieving his own eyes..
Maybe he didn’t need to tell a story after all…


“Look Rosette…” Chrno whispered softly, his fingers lifting from her wet hair to point into the distance where a black figure was moving towards them, its mane long and tangled about its ears but gleaming healthily beneath the sun as it snorted, black coat glimmering as the stallion made his way up to the water’s edge, bending to drink thirstily.

“Wow…” Rosette whispered, her eyes about the size of dinner plates as she stared at the lovely horse, rolling over a little and squirming her arm between his folded legs and pushing herself up slightly, resting against him as she stared enraptured with the black horse. Jean had said that the Farmer down the road lost the horse that he was breaking in, and that they’d better avoid it because it was still wild, but she had never thought she would run into it herself. “Wow Chrno…look at that..”

Unfortunately her friend could not focus on anything, his eyes locked on the girl as he tried to rein in his breathing, her arm pressed against the side of his now developing erection, his hand twitching as he battled within himself. He had dealt with the previous moves rather easily, but this… He wasn’t quite sure what to do… Move her arm and embarrass her to no end, knowing that it would end up giving him a few more bruises and scare of the object of her attention, or ignore it for now, have her move herself. “Y-yes Rosette…he’s beautiful… ” He gasped a bit as she leaned back a bit, rubbing against him as she snuggled up to him for warmth, resting her other hand against his knee.

“I’ve never seen a horse this close, I mean, I’ve seen ones that pull carriages, but never one like this…” she whispered, enthralled, blue eyes dancing as she watched the stallion shake his head, mane flying about as he drank.

“I can go bring him over here if you’d like Rosette…” The demon whispered, his voice a bit more gravely then he might have liked, but he almost sighed with relief as she pulled away from him, gasping and giving him one of her patented Rosette smiles that melted his heart and made his insides quiver. Truly, over the last six months of their companionship, he had grown fond of the girl. Almost too much.

He rose gracefully, pulling his poncho from Rosette’s shoulders before pushing back his sopping wet hair and giving her a gentle smile before making his way towards the horse, his breathing slow and steady, hands outstretched to either side as Rosette sat in her white camisole, staring with wide wonder.

“Hey boy…what are you doing out here without your herd?” He asked in a low voice, the horse’s ears pricking up and turning towards him, acknowledging his presence without raising his head from the water, dark eyes watching the demon approach him from the side. “That’s a good boy, I’m not going to hurt you…” He whispered softly, stopping two feet from the horse before bringing a hand out before him, gently touching the animal’s broad neck, pulling his hand back slightly as the horse snorted, its ears swiveling forward as it shied away from him, dancing gracefully on its thin legs.

Chrno smiled, remembering those times when he and Aion went out into the large herds of horses to capture and tame a few of them to ride, some times purely for the fun of it. As the horse moved to the side he stepped forward, following closely, murmuring comforting words while never letting the creature more then three feet away from him. He slowly worked out the rope from his poncho, dropping the material to the ground before slowly making a loop with it, clicking his tongue as he danced about the horse, the lasso held readily in his hands.

The creature whinnied, knowing exactly what the thing was, and his eyes rolling back in his head showing the whites as he backed up, his horseshoes flashing as he stepped, lifting his knees nearly to his chest in hesitant retreat. The young boy didn’t look ominous, nor did his aura put off any ill intent, but it knew what the rope meant. It meant back to the beating, and it was not dumb enough to deal with that again.

“Come now…” Chrno whispered, stepping a bit quicker to keep the animal from bolting , and had to back up quickly as the stallion reared back, whinnying loudly as it tried to canter off, only to be startled back as the half dressed demon dashed in front of his retreat, forcing him wheel about, trotting in circles as the flash of long purple hair and the thin muscular figure darted before him, clicking his tongue and speaking softly, his wet hair sticking to his figure and red eyes gleaming from beneath the mess.

Finally the horse seemed to pause, as if panicked, or confused, and in that moment of calm, the young man spun the rope about the horses muzzle, pulling it tight and then attempted to rein him in, nearly being pulled completely off the ground as the startled animal reared backwards, kicking out its legs and causing Rosette to shout in fear from the side lines.

Chrno compensated immediate, loosening his hold on the rope and stepping backwards, slowly pulling the panicked animal down, still speaking in soft nonsense words, until the two were nearly nose to nose, maroon locked with brown as the stallion continued to pull his head up and down.

Rosette gasped in amazement as the horse slowly bowed it head, resting its forehead against Chrno’s chest, its tail swishing back and forth contently, completely under the demon’s control.

Chrno smiled slightly, using one hand to push back his wet, and now sweat sticky, bangs, before slowly sliding that hand down the horses neck and shoulders, allowing it to know where he was going, before he hefted himself up onto the animal’s ebony back, pulling the rope about so that it formed a veritable rein. “Now boy, lets go.” He clicked his tongue, tugging the reins to the right and prodding the horse with his heals, smiling as the stallion trotted towards Rosette, the wind blowing at his face. It had been so long since he had rode, and he couldn’t help but revel in the feeling, the frustration from Rosette’s earlier unconscious advances forgotten.

Rosette though, hadn’t forgotten the feeling drudged up by the small touches she had lighted upon him earlier, for it had seemed to increase ten fold at the sight before her.

There was no way he could be a demon, because what sat mounted before her was the image of an angel, his wet hair sticking to his bare bronzed skin and tangling as he rode towards her, skin gleaming with small droplets of water, face flushed by the enchanting taming dance that She had just witnessed. Her stomach squirmed with butterflies, all of which seemed to be bumping against each other in their frenzied flight, her skin tingling with the feeling.

She squirmed where she sat as he pulled the horse to a stop beside her, smiling in a way she hadn’t seen him smile before, warm and inviting, and lit her insides on fire all the more. “if you would be so kind to pick that up, I’ll take you for a ride.” He said softly, nodding towards his fallen poncho while offering a hand out to her. The sun streamed behind him in golden beams, making her face turn a dark shade of red as she scrambled for their only dry article of clothing, making her way almost timidly to the animal’s side.

“What about our clothing?” She asked, turning her eyes to her dress and his shirt and pants that were strung over a rock, slowly drying in the sun.

“No one will take it.” He assured her, leaning a bit farther over his mount’s side, his hand still outstretched. “Come on Rosette.” He knew it was an excuse to be able to ride the creature below him, but he was sure Rosette would enjoy it just as much as he would. His warm smile grew slightly as she nodded, throwing the poncho into his lap before taking his hand, squeaking as he lifted her up and onto the horses back, flinching a little at the effort that it took him to do so. He used to be so strong, and now he could hardly lift a little girl.

“I..I’ve never ridden before!” She gasped as she was pulled aboard, finding her self situated in front of the young man, her legs pressed to the inside of his, and his arms braced about her shoulders as he attempted to work his poncho about her with one hand.

“Don’t worry, its not that hard, just don’t squeeze your legs or else the horse will bolt alright?” He said in her ear, making her shiver from the tips of her toes to the tips of her hair, and he tugged the poncho tighter about her, before turning the horse about and trotting towards the woods. “This should keep you warm also.” He assured her, patting the poncho into place, only to blink as Rosette turned slightly to glare up at him. “Eh..eh?”


“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Wont you get cold too?” She asked, pouting slightly as she pulled the poncho off over her head, and tugged it over his head, before she pulled the unlaced top over her also, so that it surrounded them both with its warmth. Chrno’s breath caught, as suddenly the day’s teasing events seemed to drop back on him as she snuggled closer, wet hair tickling his bare chest and her body rubbing against him once more, making him jump slightly.

“Ah…I guess.” He smiled a bit, unable to turn off the offer, and instead just concentrated on pushing the horse to a canter, flinching as Rosette squealed, hooking her ankles about his and turning to wrap her arms about his waist, scared out of her wits for a good moment. He bit his lip, closing his eyes tightly for a moment, before turning her around, whispering soft assurances in her ear. “Its alright Rosette, I’m not going to let you fall.” He placed a hand on her thigh with a bit of apprehension, sliding her back around so that she faced forward, his hand burning as if he had touched fire.

Rosette squeaked, feeling the touch and nearly blushing all the way to her throat as he moved her around, her bottom pressing against something that was slowly getting harder each time the horse jolted her against Chrno. It was uncomfortable, like leaning against a pole, but…then again…she couldn’t help but rub against it experimentally.

Especially since Chrno would stiffen and force back a yelp every time she did.

Soft blue eyes lifted almost sultry like as she leaned against the boy slightly, listening to him give a muffled whimper before smiling a bit curiously, pressing her hips back against his as the horse moved into a gallop, her hand sliding to his thigh, her fingers pressing gently at the soft inside of his leg.

She wondered if it would leave the same burning feeling on him as it did with her….


Chrno realized his mistake rather quickly, his eyes flashing a dark gold as he gasped, the arching slightly as the stallion leapt over a log, and pulled him to a quick stop, nearly sending them both to the ground, the demon quickly slithering out of the poncho before leaping off the horses back with a small pant, his eyes slightly wild as he stared up at the confused blonde.


Holy shit. She didn’t just do that…did she? On purpose….?

“Chrno?” Rosette asked timidly, eyes wide, clinging to the horse’s neck unbalanced and rather startled by the sudden stop, her face a soft shade of pink. “What’s wrong?”

Chrno tried to calm his breathing, working the tie about his waist nervously. She hadn’t known what she was doing, he was sure of it. But still, it didn’t help the situation, what she had created was now at the point that it wouldn’t go away very quickly, and was…. rather painful, his lower body throbbing from the attention he had tried to ignore. “Rosette…” He said softly, panting. “Maybe you should ride behind me.”

The blonde just nodded, confused as she scooted back, allowing the boy to climb back on rigidly, sitting with what sounded like a muffled groan of pain, before he gave her a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Its easier this way I think…”

“That’s the only reason you stopped so quickly?” She asked probingly, convinced that it had been her little touches that had sent him so quickly free of their mount.

“O… Of course…” He said simply, lying through his teeth as he turned the horse about, Rosette squeaking and wrapping her arms about his waist to keep balanced, a wee bit disappointed that it hadn’t been her to make him react like that.

After all her belly was teaming with little butterflies, and she had hoped he could feel it too…

“Chrno! The poncho, you didn’t put it back on!” She exclaimed as he urged the horse into a canter, her hair whipping about her face as it slowly came free of its braids.

“I’m rather hot actually.” He said truthfully, his hair tangling about her as they rode, the smell of musky forest and sunset surrounding her from his tangled mane. The young girl gasped a bit at the pace, burying her face into his back as they rode through the forest at a exhilarating speed, his body warm against her cold hands and cheek as she cuddled closer, enjoying the feeling of hiding beneath his hair and poncho, so close to his comforting form.

He was so perfect, like an angel fallen down from heaven just for her, and in her heart she half believed that he was.

Her own angel, her best friend.

Her Chrno.

Her fingers tightened at his waist as they galloped over rocky ground, the stallion picking its way nimbly up the mounds of rocks, heading up the hill to the top before starting back down, Chrno closing his eyes as he reveled in the feeling of freedom, sighing slightly at the feeling of Rosette’s arms about his waist. He was half disgusted at himself, the fact that her fingers against his bare stomach, tracing about his belly button, were sending soft pleasure pains through his lower body, and his cheeks flushed darkly at the thought. Without even realizing it, this little 12 year old was turning him on more then anyone else had in his life …


Other then…


His face tightened a bit in remembrance of the one he had locked himself in the tomb for, and his hold on the reins loosened, causing the stallion to shake his head and slow down suddenly in confusion. Rosette gasped her protest as she was thrown forward, her hands groping for something to catch herself on, one gripping at his chest and the other…

Landing firmly over his already painful arousal, her little fingers closing about his length through his pants, as if it was a handle.

“AH!” He yelped, quickly pulling the horse to a stop as he gripped her hand, pulling it free with a small groan, slapping it back up to his chest along with the other, only to hiss out a groan as she pushed those cold little fingers against his hardened nipples, pressing them down between her calloused little fingertips as she tried to regain her balance after he had so quickly pulled her out of her crouching position. “R-Rosette!” He gasped, throwing his head back in a silent moan, before leaning forward and literally falling off the mount in his eagerness to get away from this tempting little angel that rode with him.

“CHRNO!” Rosette squeaked, clinging to the back of the startled horse, her face as red as his was, her hands burning as if they had been shoved in fire, and her stomach aching painfully. “Chrno are you ok? Chrno!” She shimmied herself off the side of the horse, landing in a clumsy pile on top of the collapsed boy, her breath knocked right out of her. “Ack! Did I accidentally hit your bruise again? I’m so- ”

A soft growl slipped from the boy’s lips as he gripped her arms, slamming her back into the soft grass and reversing their positions, his eyes glowing sharply as he crouched over her with a fanged snarl.

“K…Kurono…” She whispered, her heart pounding in her chest as his snarl slowly melted into something akin to a whimper, The blood red slowly fading to the dark maroon that was Chrno’s eyes, and he slumped slightly over her, his breath sharp and short, as if battling with something within himself.

“Rosette…you should go home…”

“W—what?” The blonde squeaked, her face bright red and confused. She hadn’t really wanted him to stop… “Why?”

“Because…” He said with a slight groan, “If you don’t, I might do something I shouldn’t. Please Rosette…” He struggled to pull himself off of her, the soft smell of vanilla and cinnamon that followed the young girl around nearly intoxicating him.
Gods he wanted her so badly…

“Something…you don’t want me to do…Ah…” He gasped as she squirmed beneath him, her knee pressing into the soft skin at his inner thigh, making him bend to it, his stiff erection grinding against her pleasurably, much to his horror. “Agh! Rosette…” He whimpered, unable to make himself release her wrists.

Please please, hit me, pound me down, shove me off, scream for help….Just don’t let me do this to you…

Rosette though, seemed anything but scared, gasping slightly as he ground his hips into her knee, his face flushed and breath short and hot on her face as he did; the heat that had been twisting her stomach into a knot turning into a warm pulse, her eyes closing half way as she curled her fingers about the hands that held them flat against the ground.

“…feels good…” she managed to whisper out, leaning her knee more into his thigh, until her foot slipped and his erection pressed into her hip, the poor boy collapsing to his elbows as he struggled to stop, horrified by her whispered words. “It feels really good Chrno….”

“No…” He whispered, biting the inside of his cheek until it bled, groaning in agony as he forced himself off of her, and rolled on his back, hips jolting upwards a few times as his body ached with pent up passion, a small growl on his lips. “Go Rosette! No---”

His breath was stolen completely away from him as the young girl rolled to her side, watching his prone form with half lidded eyes, and stood, but rather then running away as any normal child would have, she moved towards him, timidly sitting down on his hips, a soft confused moan slipping from her lips as his bound length pressed against her through her bloomers, little fingers stretching out to tangle with his own. “Why?” She demanded, her eyes fluttering as he bucked his hips into her with a silent cry. “It feels….ah…more then good……..” She whimpered, “Why stop?”


“Its WRONG!” He hissed, but his hands broke free of her own and slid to her waist, trembling at the hem of her camisole, the poncho flopped over the two of them like a tent.

“Why?”

That accursed question again…why was it wrong? Children like her were wed off to misers fifty years older all the time. But still…

“We….we’re not…” He turned a darker shade of red as she pulled his hand timidly up, tracing over sensitive skin that sent dark shivers through both of their spines. “your not supposed to make love…..before…your wed,,,,”

“Then marry me Chrno..” She whispered to him, gasping as she held his wide hand to her developing breast, her hips rubbing against his in steady circles, whimpering in pleasure at the confusing contact. “Right now…” She dropped her eyes to him, blue meeting red in a collision of wills, until the latter turned away, her words ringing in his ears.

No..it was still wrong.. Even if they did. Even if they were….he was still a demon.

“Rosette I--”

“I Love you Chrno!” She blurted out suddenly startling even her self as her cheeks turned crimson, and she lowered her eyes, her heart beating out of control for his reaction. What had he called it? This thing that made her head feel as if it was floating. Making love… She wasn’t sure how you were to do it, but if it was with him, she wanted to create as much love as she could… “Please…make love with me...”

Crimson eyes widened, startled, and for a moment his body stilled, the words working into his mind slowly, as if they were not but smoke slipping though his fingers…

“Please…. ” She whispered again, allowing his hand to slid down from her chest, begging for an answer.

His eyes turned up to her once more, pained, hoping, loving. She had wormed into a special place in his heart that he never had thought would be filled again. How could he say no to her?

“As you wish..” He breathed out softly, groaning as he closed his eyes and forced himself to let his body move, hands moving to her wrists once more as he reversed their positions, his mouth meeting with hers in a timid but heated kiss. She tasted of chocolates and sweets that she had consumed on her way over, and he couldn’t help but tempt her lips open with his tongue, ravaging the candy sweet cavern with a muffled moan of pleasure. “Rosette…”

She gasped as his sudden forwardness, although the sound was muffled by his mouth rather swiftly, and arched slightly under his muscular body, fingers digging into his shoulder blades as she hesitantly ran her tongue against the one within her mouth, shivering as her insides twisted, prodding her for more. “Kurono…” She groaned into his mouth, pressing her tongue to his once more.

He quickly responded, his hands slipping behind her and resting at her lower back, grinding her hips into his own with barely restrained strength, muscles quivering at the soft sounds the little girl made beneath him. He pulled away from the kiss finally, gasping for breath before working heated kisses down her neck, growling as his familiar poncho got in the way, one hand moving to pull it free of their locked bodies, Rosette’s quickly coming to assist, until the material was thrown behind them. The demon huffed slightly, Holding Rosette to him at the hips before he lurched forwards, letting her collapse against the poncho as if it was a blanket, staring down at her with adoring eyes.

“Rosette…I’m going to undress you…” He warned suddenly. “You can tell me to stop when ever you want... I’ll try my hardest to--” before he could even finish his self loathing sentence she had sat up slightly, tugging at her camisole, and pulling it over her head with gusto, the wet material landing to the side with a squish, a grin playing on her lips.

“I don’t want you to stop.” She whispered, hands moving into his hair like she was sampling a hidden treasure, closing her eyes slightly as she tangled her fingers into the long mane, pulling him close before kissing him with clumsy delight, begging him to keep the fire within her burning.

He closed his eyes half way, returning the kiss with growing frustration, pulling away and latching onto her throat within minutes, pushing her back down as he kissed and licked and sucked on the pulse point, dragging sharp canines across the sensitized skin as the blonde cried out loudly, pulling on his hair enough so he could feel it, her eyes closed tight.

The demon rested his forehead against her neck, breathing heavily before kissing the now bruised skin, before slowly moving his lips down her throat. He gently nipped at her collar bone as his one hand worked up to her chest, brushing over her pink nipple, sending a sharp gasp through the young girl that quickly escalated into a groan as he pressed his thumb against it, working it down into a warm lump his mouth finding the other.

Rosette’s mind was a haze of pleasure, her eyes barely able to focus on the trees above them as she kneaded her hands in his hair, gasping out loud as his tongue grazed across the pink point, rough like a cats before he closed his mouth about it, sucking what seemed to be the very screams out of her mouth. She liked the taste of his name on her lips, every time she shouted it out, pleasure brewing within her in sharp stabs, it seemed to make her heart beat faster, make her head swim. By the gods she wanted to taste more of him, more then just his name, and she squirmed beneath him in desperate longing, whimpering as the skin beneath his mouth burned.

She gasped out his name again, arching as he moved down to her stomach, dipping his skilled tongue within her bellybutton, making her squeal and giggle at the same time. “Ahahahahah! Chrno! CHRNO! Stoooppp! It …it tickles!!” she thrashed, yanking on his hair as she threw one leg over his hips, making him chuckle darkly, his eyes glowing a dark crimson at her squeals.

“I thought didn’t want me to stop?” He asked breathily, kissing her hipbone just above her bloomers with growing passion, his reservations being lost in the blur of desire that wracked his body, making his pants unbearably tight. His fingers dug into her hips, pulling the one that had slid up to his shoulder down as he kissed her warmth through the thin cotton, making her gasp in pure shock, her mind blanking out for a moment as she gripped his hair tightly, lost in the tingling pleasure.

“Feels that good?” He chuckled, nuzzling his nose into her, his hands slowly working the barrier off and down to her knees, hesitating for a moment before pressing his tongue within to taste her, her sharp cries only egging him on.

“Yes! Chrno! Oh…”She felt as if pulling at his hair any harder would rip the silky strands from his head, Her body arched like a bridge to his mouth and caressing hands at her hips, each time his rough tongue touched that piece within her, setting her body aflame. “CHRNO!”

He flinched a bit as her screams made his ears ring, and he growled, pulling away from her ready warmth to pull her hands from his hair, pinning her down once more beneath him, satisfaction pounding through him to be able to dominate this previously undominateable girl. He had always known she would be loud lover, deep within himself where the demon growled and lusted after anything pure. The exact opposite of Magdalene, who had so quietly given everything to him….

His eyes dulled slightly, the air feeling as if it had been knocked free of his lungs, and he slumped forward, huffing as he rested his forehead between her small breasts, Rosette flinching in confusion as his hot breath fanned over her wet skin.

That’s right…Magdalene…. She had given him everything, her love, her life, everything…

And here he was disgracing her memory with a child…. a child nearly 70 years younger then himself. Disgracing his pledge to guard her tomb to his own death, to not cause any more pain to people he cared for… This little girl… He was stealing her future greedily…

How could he believe that he could go through with this…


“Rosette…” He whispered, self loathing evident in his voice, only to be quieted by soft hands pressed to his cheeks, lifting him up so azure eyes met maroon, hers soft and understanding, flickering with life and vitality, something he hoped would never be taken from her.

“Chrno…I don’t like it when you look like that…” She whispered, fingers timidly brushing over his cheeks, her own bright red by the simple contact. “Sad…alone…like when you are looking at me…you see someone else.”

“Rosette…I…” He croaked, startled by her ability to see right through him, her blue depths piercing the shadow that surrounded his own heart, and he whimpered, burying his face into her neck as he held her to him, as if terrified to loose her. Why did he get this feeling that he would be the end of this little angel? Her life and smile seemed eternal, but why did it feel like they would end so soon.

She slowly sat up, reversing their positions gradually as she smiled down at him, her hands dropping from his cheeks to trail down his bare skin, resting at the hem of his pants where she cautiously untied the bindings, tugging the damp material down slightly to reveal what she had been so curious about during their ride on the stallion.

The poor boy flinched, only to gasp as her cool fingers brushed over his revealed tip, his hips bending to her gentle touch. “This is part of you?” She whispered, her curiosity obvious by the timid touches on the thickening length. “Well…of course it is you are a boy…but… This never happened to Joshua though, at least as far as I know.” She grinned toothily, looking down at his face, able to see the battle that struggled within him easily. “He’s always had to hold it up.”

“Although that is very interesting… I think Joshua should stay out of this conversation…” Chrno gasped dryly, his eyes locking with hers, the image of her little brother’s face not something he felt comfortable having in his mind while she was torturing him so.

“Why?” She asked curiously, gentle fingers playing with the sensitive flesh until they trailed underneath the length and over the sack beneath, a cry pulling from the boy’s lips.

“Because….what we are doing…what we shouldn’t be doing…” He whimpered, fingers biting into the grass. “Is something between two people in love…no one else matters…” Dispite everything, he still couldn’t stop her.

“Do you love me Chrno?” Rosette asked softly, dropping her eyes as she squirmed nervously, her body aching for more of his own.

“Yes..” He whispered out without really thinking about it, panting hard as her fingers lifted from his lower regions and rested over his shoulders, her lithe body shading him from the sun. “More then anything..”

“Then…” She bit her lip, blue eyes strong as they forced his to lock with them. “No one else should matter…”

Magdelane….

He knew she was speaking of her even though she didn’t know her. It was strange though how easily she made him look within himself.

Magdelane…


You told me once Magdalene, the day you died, something that didn’t make any sense to me. Do not give her up for me… did you really see this in my future? Were you really that self sacrificing..?

The thoughts flitted across his mind until it moved into one solid breath of air, his contempt for his betrayal slipping from his lips along with Rosette’s name.

“Your right..” He murmured, closing his eyes with a small smile, his sweat stained hands slipping to Rosette’s cheeks, before the crimson opened once more, accepting and warm. It was the first time she could remember that his smile had truly reached his eyes.

She smiled back at him, her stomach burning more then ever just at that, her cheeks turning crimson. He was so beautiful, so much like an angel that she could never believe that he was a devil like he stated. No, He’d always be her angel, her guardian, and her love.

At her smile he closed his eyes, his chest burning as he swore to himself that he’d protect her no matter what. Even if the Hound of hell, Cerberus, were to come for her, he’d protect her, even from death. He swore his soul to it, to this little girl that held him so easily in her blue eyes. No, nothing would force him to leave her; she was his in every way, his love.

And in that moment the sun no longer seemed to shine on a lusting creature and a playful little girl, instead it fell on two lovers, dancing between the shadows of the trees overhead.

Chrno lightly leaned upwards, pulling Rosette down just enough to lead her in the right direction, his lips gently brushing against her own before settling upon them in a soft innocent kiss, one that sent more lighting through their bodies then the little girl could have thought possible. He gently tasted her lips with his tongue, moving within only when she parted them for him, her arms looping about his shoulders as he sat up, moving her hips so that she straddled his lap, open wide for him as she sat down slowly, his tip resting fully at her opening, making her flinch only slightly in confusion.

He shushed her gently against her lips, his eyes lifting to her own comfortingly as he breathed in deeply, pushing her down solidly with a muffled groan, silencing her own cry of pain with his lips. Rosette’s fingers dug into his shoulders, something snapping within her and giving way as she rested fully upon him, her body contrasting about him in surprise. It hurt, a lot, but the pain was barely enough to dull the pleasure that came from feeling him snugly inside of her, filling a void she had never realized had been inside of her.

She groaned slightly, pulling away from his lips as she kissed his neck, his hair tangling with her own as he struggled to hold himself still within her, allowing her time to move herself upon him, become comfortable with his presence. He ran his fingers slowly down her back before scooping up her front, playing with her already sore nipples, relighting the fire that had regressed at their union, her body arching in a silent cry, and he was unable to keep himself from bucking within her, their minds both dizzy with pleasure as he ground deeper inside of her.
“K-Kurono… “ She moaned breathily in his ear, her hands scrambling for his shoulders as she lifted herself off of him and inch or so experimentally, before letting her full weight drop back down in his lap, both crying out in pleasure, Rosette’s mind reeling at the possibilities.

This…This was what she had wanted for so long, what the butterflies had been telling her as they spun topsy-turvy within her stomach. She didn’t know why she hadn’t seen it before, it seemed so simple. To create love, and the love they were making must be the most wonderful love in the world…

He grunted slightly, his hands pressing into her hips as he helped her up again, slamming her down upon his rock hard arousal in barely controlled pace, their little groans and gasps echoing through the woods, dancing between the splatters of shadows and light. Grinding together, foreheads pressed against each other, they slowly sped up the pace, until Chrno couldn’t take the position any more and pushed her down against the poncho again; the blonde gasping as he slammed into her from the new angle, his name torn from her lips in sharp gasps.

He could feel himself reaching the edge, his sharp thrusts now out of his own control; he couldn’t have stopped if he had tried. He wanted to tell her, ask her if it was ok, it was so dangerous for her, but nothing but primal noises would slip from his tied tongue. He groaned sharply pulling her hands down from his shoulders and pinning them over her head, her lithe body squirming beneath his. “Ah Chrno! CHRNO!” She gasped, her insides burning in sharp bands that grew tighter and tighter the more he pushed within her, reaching an excruciating tightness, begging to be let go.

“Rosette…” He managed to gasp, his mind blanking in hot white fury, as he slammed deep within her, his breath knocked from his lungs as he released his passion within her/ His sharp fangs grazed over her neck as he lost himself to the euphoria, barely feeling her nails in his hands and her own release about him, her body pulsing about his own and heightening their blinding pleasure.

“Rosette..” Chrno whispered softly, what felt like hours later, their wet bodies sticking together comfortably, his nose buried in her neck as he slipped out of her with a soft gasp. “Are you alright…?”

“Umnnnn….” She chuckled tiredly, fingers untying from his own as he slipped them down to her sides, hers resting over his shoulders, twining together as if she was never going to release him. “Better then alright.”

“Good…” He murmured, kissing her neck gently, fingers moving beneath her back as he hugged her to him possessively, rolling to the side and draping the poncho over their naked bodies. He was more grateful for the scrap of material then he had ever been before.

“Chrno?”

“Mnn?”

“Where is it?” She asked curiously, moving her hands into his hair, reveling in the feeling. She loved his hair more then anything, she’d probably cry if anyone ever made him cut it.

“What?” He asked, momentarily befuddled, before realizing what she had meant. He had said that it was making love… “Oh… Oh yes.. Its right here..” he slid his arm out from under her, and pressed a gentle hand to her lower stomach, giving her a butterfly kiss on her lips. “Can you feel it?”

She closed her eyes slightly, a warm smile drawing over her face as she snuggled into him some more, the world seeming to slip away from them as exhaustion claimed her. “Umnnnn…” Of course she could…

Chrno chuckled again, lifting his eyes to see the horse grazing a few yards away, before he adjusted the poncho enough so that it covered them completely. He sighed slightly, amazed at how easily she fell asleep, guilt aching at the back of his mind. He’d take her back in a hour or so, the horse would most likely stay around. He’d be lucky if Rosette and Joshua ever came back, but some how he knew they would.

He smiled slightly, letting his eyes close as well, despite the fact that he felt as if he was forgetting something important, resting to the sound of her breathing, completely content.

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“I am the best at this game…” Joshua chuckled almost maniacally, out of breath as he continued to run to god knows where, the woods and the caves miles behind him.


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Poor Joshua, I feel so bad for him. XDD When those two wake up, he’ll most likely be up in a tree trying to ward off Wolves.

Joshua: *whimper* I don’t think I like this game anymore…

Rosette and Chrno: *are fast asleep*

Wolves: Grauwwghghhh!!! *licks chops*

Joshua: T__T;;;;


LOL yeah, its 12:56 AM, Ignore my insanity! And I hope you enjoyed the fic dispite the length!


-Amai