This story was written by one of my friends, Anna Lynn Ramirez, for me.
It's set in world of The Slayers, and is really no more than a PWP.
(porn without plot)


This is the life.
        by: Anna L. Ramirez

Author's note: Let's see, Gourry isn't as dumb as he looks, and Rezo and
Zelgadis are on the same side.


 "Who are you?" a soft, manly voice asked me. I turned around to see a
man standing there, his face and body was covered, but his
silvery-lavender hair shone from underneath the white cloth of his hood.
 "I'm a stranger from another time and place. My name is Margaret." I
answered in a calm voice.
  "I see." he responded, "And why are you here?" he asked.
I shrugged, "I don't know. All I know is that I'm tired and hungry."
 Suddenly, another man approached, "Zelgadis, who is this person, I
didn't notice her before." the newcomer was a tall man dressed in what
appeared to be red priests robes, and he held a long metal staff in his
hand.
 "Her name is Margaret," the one called Zelgadis replied, "she says
she's from another time and place, is that possible Rezo?"
  Rezo nodded, "Yes Zelgadis, it is very possible. Though she must have
a reason for being here though."
 "Yes, I know that Rezo, but she says she doesn't know what it is."
Zelgadis answered.
 "Is that so?" the red priest replied in a soft voice, "Well then, we
mustn't let her out of our sight until we find out what her reason for
being here is, do you understand, Zelgadis?"
 "Yes Rezo, I understand." he replied, "but she's tired and hungry.
Let's take her back to my place, all right?"
  "Yes, that will do very nicely." Rezo answered.
  We quietly walked to the old mansion where Zelgadis was living and we
went inside. It was dimly lit and very scary looking, at least to me it
was. Zelgadis and Rezo were probably used to it but I wasn't, so I hung
on to Zelgadis' cape as we walked into a grand room with a long table in
it. There was food everywhere. The three of us sat down to eat, and when
we were done, the rest of Zelgadis' men came in and ate what was left.
 Zelgadis, Rezo and I then went into another room that had a large
fireplace in it and a few sparse pieces of furniture.
 We sat there on what seemed to be a couch. They were quiet until a tall
man came in the room. He had on a suit of armor and a sword strapped to
his side. His hair was very long and very blonde, his eyes were very
blue, and he was very beautiful.
 Rezo was a handsome man too, but I had doubts about him, his soft voice
and closed eyes gave me the creeps. And then there was Zelgadis, I
hadn't seen much of him, but so far what I had seen I liked.
 "Zel, you called for me?" the blonde man asked, a bit stupidly, I
thought, and I'm sure my thoughts could be read on my face.
 "Yes, Gourry, I did call for you. This is Margaret, I want you to keep
a close eye on her, understand? We need to find out why she's here."
Zelgadis replied in a calm voice.
 "Yes sir, I understand perfectly. Come with me miss." he said, leading
me out of the room.
 "So, your name is Gourry?" I asked, trying to start up a conversation.
  "Yes," he replied.
We walked down a bunch of long halls. Then we entered another room. The
furniture was even more sparse than it was in the other rooms. There was
only a lamp and a bed, that was all.
 I walked into the room first, and Gourry abruptly closed the door
behind me. Shocked, I turned around to face the tall blonde.
 "Hello my sweet." he grinned, "So, you think I'm dumb, don't you? Well,
guess again, there are some things I'm very smart about." That said, he
started taking off his armor, watching me the whole time he was doing
so.
 My eyes widened as he took off each piece, "Gourry, please, I don't
know you that well- Hell, what am I saying? I don't know you at all! I'd
like to get to know you, but not this way!"
  When he had finished stripping, I stood there wide-eyed staring at
him, and though my mind said no, my body said yes to his very attractive
form.
 "Gourry, will you please?" I said hesitantly.
 "Please what?" he asked in a teasing voice.
 "Take me, Gourry." I responded in a shaky voice.
 Abruptly my shirt and bra were ripped off, my shorts and panties
quickly following, I barely had time to pull my socks and shoes off
before he pushed me back onto the bed, his hot mouth ravaging mine.
 His heated muscles turned my body inside out and in a heated push his
hard shaft sank into me.
 He was definitly going to go on for a very long time, and I was there
for a very long ride. Just as he reached his first climax, Zelgadis
burst through the door. "Damn it Gourry!" he said angrily, "You couldn't
wait, could you?"
 Still laying on top of me, the blonde grinned and shook his head, "No,
I couldn't Zel."
 Glowering, Zelgadis took off his long cape and quickly undressed,
revealing pale grey skin that was covered with small stones. "Gourry,
get out of the way, I have work to do." Zelgadis ordered. Obediently,
the blonde stood and went to stand at the doorway as Zelgadis climbed
onto the bed and came over to me. This was going to be interesting, I
thought to myself distantly.
  "Gourry," Rezo asked from the hall, "Where is Zelgadis?"
 "He's busy." the blonde replied.
"Doing what, Gourry?"
"Working on Margaret."
 "How?"
 "I think you know how."
 Irritated, the red priest pushed past Gourry and came into the bedroom,
"Zelgadis, what the hell are you doing? I thought we were supposed to do
this together?"
 "Yes," Gourry said gamely, "Let's do this together." Then he frowned
slightly, "How though?"
 "I'll wait." Rezo said, and while he stood back against the door,
Zelgadis continued to pump in and out of me while Gourry joined us on
the bed and thrust into me from behind.
 I had never felt anything that had felt this damn good in my entire
life. The two moaned in unison as Gourry finally reached his peak, and
Zelgadis soon followed. When they were completely drained, they climbed
off of the bed.
 "Rezo, it's your turn." Zelgadis announced.
  Rezo straightened up and walked over to the bed, stripping off his
robe and slowly joined me on the bed.
 Carefully, the blind man parted my legs and gently kissed the soft lips
of my most intimate locaion.
 Then he raised up and slowly lowered himself against me, sinking his
long shaft into my depths. His, slow, easy strokes sent chills
throughout my body, but the weight of his well-built body made me very
warm. His climax was not near as quick as Zelgadis' and Gourry's had
been, and I found myself gasping for breath, trying to summon enough
strength to hold on.
 Finally, he finished, and our bodies, too weak to go on, collapsed onto
each other. I lay there, trying to catch my breath, I had just given
this to three men and I had survived. I had also found my reason for
being here. I was here to make these men happy, and I had done that very
well. We were all very happy.

 the end.

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