This chapter is chapter 25 of Love is Infinite.

Truth be told, Palutena didn't know what to expect after her first time. Part of her wondered if Pit would pounce her at every opportunity, slaking centuries-old thirst for her body...or if he'd be too timid to ever try again without her insistence. Fortunately, he treated her with the same earnest and easy kindness as before, and while he was still a bit shy about nudity, he was an eager participant in intimate encounters.

So, not much had changed, except that they now made naughty jokes at each other and sometimes got naked. Out of all the possible outcomes, it wasn't one that Palutena had expected, but it was the one she'd hoped for the most. Both of them were ready for such a new dimension of their relationship.

Palutena was surveying the Overworld through her scrying bowl when she felt warm arms wrap around her waist.

"Pit? What are you up to?"

"I'm just watching what you're doing," Pit said.

She chuckled, turning the slightest bit towards him. "But you can't even see over my shoulder!"

The angel behind her fidgeted and puffed his wings. "I just...I just want to be with you."

"That's fine," she said, smiling. "You don't need to make excuses about that."

He hummed and swayed gently enough so that he wouldn't move her around. She waited a little bit to see if he had anything else to say, then turned her attention back to the scrying bowl.

"I don't want to keep you from working," he said, sidling up closer. "So tell me if I am, okay?"

Palutena chuckled. "Then what are you after, exactly?"

Pit didn't answer, opting instead to rub his cheek against her back slowly. The pressure was enough so that she couldn't help but notice, but not enough to tickle or hurt - almost like a slow, unfocused massage. She hummed with pleasure and affection at the attention.

He shifted his hands so his palms were flat against her belly, and after a brief moment, began smoothing them in easy circles. A shiver of excitement trickled down her back, which he must have felt, because he made a little pleased noise and turned his face so he could rest his forehead against her shoulder.

She continued to work idly, gliding her hands over the scrying bowl with the same easiness that he moved his own. He seemed determined not to get in her way, always moving his arms out of her way when she needed space to reach...but he was definitely up to something, since his hands were beginning to wander. He ran the fingers of one hand against the charms hanging off her belt, making soft twinkling noises as he moved. He was so close to touching her intimately that she could feel the warmth of his fingers ghosting over her sex, even through all the layers of her clothing. It was barely anything, but it was nearly driving her mad - she was hot, and she wanted to buck or lean into his touch badly. And, as if she didn't need any more egging on, his other hand brushed against her exposed thigh, peeling away her robe slowly.

"Pit," she gasped, and when he didn't stop, she cleared her throat and repeated herself in a firmer voice. "Pit, if you're going to distract me, I'd like you to do it properly."

He froze immediately, and when she grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room, he offered no resistance. "What do you...Lady Palutena, where are we going?"

"To the bedroom, of course," Palutena said, turning back to him and smiling - but only for a moment, because his expression was much less enthusiastic than she was expecting. "...Pit? Are you alright?"

Pit swallowed, his wings fluttering. "I wasn't...I mean, I want to keep touching you like I was, but I wasn't after...I didn't mean to..."

She breathed in and out slowly and turned to face him. He was rapidly deflating, but she had a feeling it was because he thought he had upset her, rather than any reluctance or nervousness. As eager as she was, though, she wasn't going to force him into anything he didn't actually want. She stroked the side of his face soothingly. "You're not in the mood to fool around...but you'd like to play?"

He blinked a few times, then nodded shyly.

"We could lie down in the gardens a while, then."

"Yeah!" Pit broke into a relieved smile. "That sounds really nice!"

They chased each other to a quiet corner of one of the gardens, playfully bumping their bodies against the other's as they made their way to a sprawling olive tree. Palutena plopped down onto the grass, holding her arms out for her angel. He joined her with a little laugh, straddling her waist.

"We might not be here to get silly, but I do expect you to distract me thoroughly, now that we're here," she said. "Understood?"

He smiled at her - a particularly handsome one, in the dappled light the leaves allowed. "I think I can provide!"

She ran her hands down his arms, bringing him closer, and he closed the gap with a series of short kisses from the top of her head down to her mouth. He shifted so he was lying against her, using his whole body to warm and rock against hers. The little tent in his shorts looked very tempting - especially because it was so hot against her thigh - but she kept herself from reaching for it, choosing to stroke his back instead.

"It's nicer out here," he said, spreading his wings to cup her sides.

"Hmm? You think so?"

"Yeah," he brushed his fingers up the underside of her exposed thigh, bringing it up towards him. Sensing his intent, she bent her leg towards his crotch, letting him grind against it at his leisure. "It...feels like it's just the two of us."

"That's right," Palutena smiled. "So do whatever you like."

Pit's mouth roamed contentedly, kissing and nibbling at the exposed skin of her neck and shoulder. It was all too easy to imagine his soft moans and sighs as purrs, which made it a little difficult not to laugh. She was being affectionately attacked by a toasty angelic kitten! ...Or something like that. He made a little wondering noise at the soundless chuckle she made at the thought.

"People will see marks if you keep going like that," she whispered. "Sit up, please?"

He obeyed quickly, allowing her enough room to pull down the band holding her dress up. His wings fluffed in obvious interest at her suddenly exposed breasts, but the hands that moved her necklace aside were calm. "These for me?" he asked in a hushed voice.

"Of course, silly. Go on."

He complied at once, cupping her breasts with his hands and pressing into them with his fingers, as if testing their weight. Apparently satisfied with the way they felt, he began kneading them gently, making slow thrusts against her in time with the motions of his hands. She sighed her pleasure, closing her eyes, allowing him to cover her body once more with his own. One of his hands wandered away, making her pout, but it was soon replaced by the soft sensation of feathers - though she couldn't tell which ones they were. Was that the bold edge of his primaries she felt? No, they were silky, almost...her train of thought was cut short when she felt him brushing his lips against the side of one nipple, skirting the edge of it with his tongue. That touch was electric, and she arched up towards it, moaning softly.

Never one to disappoint, Pit smiled into her breast and started lavishing them with attention, his breath warm against her bare skin. Unlike the times they were actively having sex, he seemed unhurried, almost languid, in his ministrations...he was playing with her, feeding her little morsels of pleasure, rather than indulging themselves to the fullest. Palutena squirmed, pleased laughter bubbling up from her. She could definitely get used to this.

Her angel's movements slowed, backing the sensation down to a smoldering warmth centered around her nipples. She basked in it a while, enjoying the light suction, before a faint realization tugged at the back of her mind. She opened her eyes and lifted herself up the tiniest bit so she could look at him - and sure enough, he seemed to be suckling her breast, eyes closed, body completely relaxed.

Palutena swallowed. It felt nice, honestly, and he seemed to be enjoying himself, but... "Pit?"

He stirred immediately, as if being woken up, and pulled his face away. "Ah, I'm...what's up?"

"What were you doing?" she asked gently.

"I was...I'm not sure, I just started...doing that, did you not like it?"

"It's fine. It felt good. Just checking with you," she said, cupping his face. "You're welcome to continue if you'd like."

Pit offered her a shy smile, but he seemed too embarrassed to do it again, opting to hug her instead.

"I didn't mean to make you feel ashamed," she said softly. "It just surprised me a little, that's all."

He tucked his wings around her in response, burying his face into her shoulder. She stroked his back slowly, hoping to soothe him, and she felt him relax by degrees. He appeared deep in thought, and she allowed him the time and silence to contemplate.

"Lady Palutena," he said finally, "this is kind of off-topic, I know, but, um...would you mind if I...if I...if me and Tip started having sex?"

She didn't react immediately, in case a hasty answer would startle him. She held him, petting the feathers at the base of his back. "Isn't it a little late for you to start having sex? I mean, I know Tip hasn't done so yet, but..."

"L-Lady Palutena!"

She chuckled and kissed his hair. "No, I wouldn't mind. You don't need to ask my permission when it comes to what you want to do with Tip, you know! All I want is for both of you to be happy in a safe and responsible way, however that may be."

His wings fluttered and flexed under her touch. "Okay. Thank you," he said softly.

"Have you two been getting intimate with each other? If you don't mind me asking."

"A...a little. Not all the way. I don't even think we've really gotten naked with each other yet."

Palutena smiled into his cheek. "If his body is anything like yours, you're in for a treat."

"Yeah..." was all Pit could manage, tucking his face against her neck. She could feel him getting a little harder, but the rest of his body language was rigid and closed, so she decided not to continue teasing him. Instead, she hugged him and rolled so they were both on their sides, running a hand down his back so their bodies pressed against each other's. He melted into the touch slowly, moving his hips against hers.

"Can I keep touching you?" he asked, his words soft against her skin.

"Please do."

He nuzzled her, moving his face so he could give her a kiss on the lips. It was a slow, drawn-out one, filled with heat, but drowsy at the same time.

"You're so sweet," she murmured when they parted. He practically glowed with happiness and gave her another kiss, stroking her with the same easy affection as before.

"Treat Tip well when you two start getting intimate, alright?" she said, stroking his wings slowly. "Make him feel loved. Spoil him."

"Like I spoil you?" Pit chuckled.

"Well, if you want to spoil me..." Palutena smirked into his cheek. His wings fluttered against her touch. "I have a few ideas..."

"Like what?"

"I'll keep them for later," she said, moving her hands so she could embrace him. "Right now, I'd like to nap."

Pit nodded against her neck and covered her body as best as he could with his wings.

Dark Pit had Pit pinned, straddling his hips. The firelight was dim, but the black angel's eyes were intense and earnest.

Pit thought about making an excuse for his erection, but only briefly. He cleared his throat. "Can we move somewhere more comfortable? Like your bed?"

Dark Pit didn't answer for a moment. His wings shifted stiffly. "You've had sex before, right?"

Well, there went any hopes of hiding how excited he was. "Yeah."

"Can you," Dark Pit began, then tucked his head and looked about to change his mind.

"Do you want to?" Pit said.

It took Dark Pit a long moment before he could meet his gaze again. "Yeah. I want you to...to do me."

Pit reached up and Dark Pit lowered himself so they could embrace each other. Pit moaned a little at the heat from his other, especially between their legs. "You sure?"

"Pit, don't make me change my mind," Dark Pit rumbled, then covered his mouth with a kiss.

Pit's mind wasn't able to work very quickly with the pleasant distractions his other was putting him through, but he ran through a checklist of what he'd need: he had a condom on his person (hey! who knew when he'd need it!)...he could prepare Dark Pit as long as he needed, they had time...

"Wait!" Pit said, jerking upwards. Dark Pit swore when their heads crashed together. "Hang on! Um - I need to get something, I'll be back in like, two minutes!"

"Pit, what the hell?" Dark Pit grabbed after the other angel, but they'd removed their chitons, so there wasn't any loose clothing for him to grasp.

Pit was halfway out of the cave before he turned around. "Do you have lube?"

Dark Pit froze. Then his wings drooped a little. "...No? Why, is that important?"

"Of course it's important! Don't move - wait, no, I'll meet you in your room, okay? I just need to..." Pit ran out into the open, reaching out to the telepathic connection. Lady Palutena! Please, I need a favor!

Pit? What's up? Everything going alright with Tip?

Things are going way right but I need lube! For silly stuff!

There was a pause before Palutena answered, but her answer was brimming with amusement. I'll send you some right away - need anything else? Protection? Toys?

Why do I need a toy, Lady Palutena! I'll be busy enough playing with - whoa! Pit dodged out of the way of a bottle streaking past him. He scrambled after it and shook it free of sand. I have everything else, thank you!

Don't hesitate to ask for more. Be generous! Palutena chuckled, and then her telepathic presence faded away.

Pit peeked into the chamber that was Dark Pit's room, whistling and holding up the bottle. Dark Pit was hugging his knees, looking timid but receptive, and he perked up when he saw the other angel.

"So this is what you made me wait for, huh?"

"Well, yeah! I don't want to hurt you. This will make things easier!" Pit handed off the bottle and started shedding the rest of his clothes. "Do you want me to grab a light? It's kinda dark in here."

"If you think you'll need it," Dark Pit shrugged. "It's not like there's more than one hole for you to mix up."

"What if I want to see your handsome face?" Pit grinned, pointing fingerguns in his other's direction.

Dark Pit snorted and flopped on his belly. "Too bad. I'm not going on my back."

Pit wasn't going to protest, since lying on one's back wasn't very comfortable for an angel. He lit a torch and cuddled up behind Dark Pit. The black-winged angel gave a little flutter at that.

"Tip, before we start?" Pit said, tucking hands around Dark Pit's chest. "I haven't done it this way before. Not all the way."

"Mmmh," Dark Pit fiddled with the bottle in his hands. Pit reached out for it, and Dark Pit squirted a generous dollop into his palm. "What do you mean, not all the way?"

"Just a couple of fingers! Which already feels good," Pit said, spreading Dark Pit so he could stroke his pucker with slick fingers. Dark Pit's feathers pricked at the sensation, but he kept his body still. "Hand me the lube?"

Dark Pit hesitated, but he passed the bottle and took a pillow to hang onto instead. Pit squeezed it over Dark Pit's rear, spreading the lube around.

"...Isn't that a lot?"

"Too much is better than too little! Is it too slimy for you?"

"No...kinda cold though."

"That's fine. We can work with this much," Pit said, working Dark Pit's ass with his hands. Once Pit felt that the other angel seemed comfortable, he used his thumbs to spread Dark Pit's cheeks apart, hoping to get him used to relaxing before any insertion. Pit waited a moment, but Dark Pit didn't relax - rather, he seemed to tense up even more.

"What are you doing?" Dark Pit asked, voice low.

"Trying to get you not to be so tight! I don't even think I could fit my pinky in there."

"Marinating my ass isn't enough, huh?" Dark Pit looked over his shoulder. "...Start touching me, damn it."

Pit complied with a little sigh, circling Dark Pit's pucker with a finger. He fluttered his wings and made a little noise, flexing against the touch. Pit's finger popped in after a moment of this, and he slid it in and out slowly, working the lube inside his lover.

"Pit," Dark Pit rumbled.

"I want to make sure you're ready," Pit said. "Does this not feel good?"

"...It does," Dark Pit said, flexing his legs. "But it's not your cock."

"Is that what you want?" Pit grinned. He got a smack from Dark Pit's wings for that. "Oof! Alright, alright! Don't think you're the only one getting antsy, here."

Dark Pit closed his eyes when he heard the condom being put on, focusing on the warm air on his skin. The heat from Pit's length against his ass coaxed a low growl from him, which grew louder when Pit slid inside.

Thick, hot...and smooth, due to all the lube from earlier. Dark Pit could feel his own cock twitching against his belly.

Pit made a little noise, then started pulling out. Dark Pit's eyes snapped open - they'd barely even started! Pit made little motions back into him, which was nice, but he wasn't really that deep...Dark Pit tried pushing back, but there was a dull, thick resistance that kept Pit from going any further. Pit noticed this and drew away, hesitating.

Dark Pit would have squirmed if it wasn't undignified. "What are you messing around for? Put it all in, I can take you."

"I don't want to hurt you," Pit said, his body stilling save for his deep breaths. "You're blocking me out. I need you to relax..."

Dark Pit groaned, balling his fists. He couldn't figure out how to do that in his current position - his body felt as relaxed as it could be with someone on top of him and a dick up his butt. He supposed he could start with evening his breaths, but that didn't seem to change anything. Pit leaned into him experimentally, but couldn't go any further than before without Dark Pit feeling like something was splitting him from the inside. Pit stopped as soon as he could tell he was causing his other discomfort, drawing back to his original position.

Dark Pit sighed, trying not to grumble. "Pet my hair."

Pit leaned onto one arm and brought his free hand up to Dark Pit's head, tangling his fingers every time he stroked. It made Dark Pit aware of how damp his scalp was, even through Pit's palm was wet as well. Kind of bothersome...but the motion and the absurd tenderness of it all brought warmth to Dark Pit's chest, and his fists slowly uncurled.

"Oh!" Pit shifted his legs to solidify his stance on the bed, leaning in again. Dark Pit could feel him slowly pushing deeper by degrees, and rumbled in satisfaction. "That's a lot better."

"I know."

Pit chuckled, which was more of a sensation that Dark Pit felt along his back than something he heard. "Want more petting?"

"Hell yeah."

Pit moved slowly, in sync with the hand stroking Dark Pit's hair. It was...soothing, despite the intruding heat and fullness. Dark Pit hadn't imagined that sex could be anything but passion and ferocity, and he didn't know what to make of whatever this was. But he knew he liked it, and he matched Pit's rhythm with little movements of his own, growling in contentment.

"Feel good?"

Dark Pit took a moment to catch a solid breath. "Yeah, it's...soft. Kinda want more, though."

"Yeah?" Pit pushed himself up to put a bit more force in his thrust. Dark Pit was surprised to feel something touching the back of his legs, and realized that their thighs had met. He could just feel Pit's triumphant smile when the other realized the same.

"Ta-daaa! We fit!"

Dark Pit couldn't help but chuckle. Pit kissed his shoulder and moved slowly inside of him, dragging heat and the feeling of fullness as he did so.

"That's..." Dark Pit moaned into his pillow. "More..."

Pit kept his face close to Dark Pit's skin, his breath hot as he sped up. Pit was...licking his neck, which was kind of weird but kind of hot, because it was a soft wet compared to the fucking he was giving. Dark Pit reached for his own cock, jerking himself in time with the movement of Pit's hips.

Dark Pit didn't need to tell the other angel to go harder - Pit kept going and going until he was slapping against Dark Pit's ass with every thrust. He was going deep...and though Dark Pit wasn't coming, he could feel little squirts coming out of him when Pit made an especially hard thrust. His saliva was running down Dark Pit's chest...his moans were hot and close to his ear...

It was too much, and Dark Pit would have loved to have kept going, but he came with a growl he stuffed in his pillow. Pit slowed down, inching his hips as close as he could to the other's, and held himself there, panting. Dark Pit couldn't feel the white angel's orgasm physically, but the feeling of satisfaction that came off of him was pretty unmistakable.

"I don't think," Dark Pit panted, "that I could ask you to clean up your mess?"

"If you want," Pit said, his voice lower because of the exertion. "Um, did I bite you?"

"No, but you were slobbering me up a bit there."

"Ah, my bad," Pit reached for the edge of a sheet to wipe Dark Pit's shoulder. "I'm gonna pull out now, okay?"

"Okay," Dark Pit said, wincing at the cold air when Pit withdrew. He didn't feel any pain, but he anticipated he'd feel tender later. He curled up on his side.

"Did I do a good job?" Pit asked after a moment.

"Pit, sit in the wet spot I made and ask that question again."

Pit laughed, fluttering his wings. "Hey, I'm learning! I want to make it even better for you next time!"

Dark Pit took a few deep breaths. It was a little too soon to think about having sex again, but... "Next time, I think I want to try doing you."

"That works too," Pit said, grinning. "I hope you took notes!"

Dark Pit gave him a weary smile, tapping Pit's leg with his fist.

Pit reached out to pet the other angel's hair, his fingers gently scratching at the scalp. Dark Pit waited until his heartbeat and breathing evened out.

"Was that anything like being with Palutena?" he asked.

"Um, somewhat?" Pit leaned back, scratching the side of his face. "It certainly feels easier with her because she's more slippery! Well, where we've done it that is, we haven't moved onto butt stuff other than a couple of fingers. You're tighter but also...grippier? Like you're kind of pushing me back. It made me want to go in even harder!"

"I could tell," Dark Pit said. "That was good, that worked for me."

Pit pondered this. "I think next time either of us feels that we might need to check for more lube though. That feels like that might be a problem."

"I didn't mind."

"But what if I hurt your butt!"

"Then I'd tell you," Dark Pit said simply. Pit considered this and nodded, putting his hand back in Dark Pit's hair. "And I'd probably beat you up for it."

"Yikes," Pit chuckled. "But yeah, with Palutena we usually go for a lot longer! And because she's a goddess it's really intense. Sometimes too much, but it's always great! This was great too, but I hope you're not offended if I say that I'm really glad we can stop here."

Dark Pit didn't say anything, letting his silence be a peaceful one.

"...I'm sorry, I forgot you don't really like it when I talk about Palutena too much."

...That wasn't exactly true, but Dark Pit didn't feel safe correcting him. "I asked. I knew what I was getting into."

Pit petted his head for a little longer, then stretched with a groan.

"It's still kind of early, so..." Dark Pit sat up. "There's a basin that collects rain it if you can deal with that being bathwater. We can heat some up in a pot so it's not cold, but..."

"No, that sounds great," Pit grinned, and helped his lover stand up.