The two weeks I'd spent crying and being depressed all melted away as Jake kissed me, his taste lingering on my tongue. And when he whispered his love, my heart soared.
I looked at him now, his eyes wide with excitement as we flew through the night sky, his hair blowing around. Roxy had passed out in my other arm, her body hanging limply in my grip. As I landed on the roof of the building we called home, she snorted and wrapped her hands around my throat.
"Roxy!" I shook her with the arm I had her in. She yawned and let go of me, mumbling something about her cat. Jake was watching, his eyebrow raised. "She has...dreams." I shrugged, my wings folding into my back again.
"Oh." He murmured, his voice soft. I took his hand and led him through the building, the top two floors being the untouched storage area. Dust and spiders clung to the ceilng and walls, the floor creaking under our feet.
I'd slung Roxy over my shoulder, holding her steady by her knees. Jake kept close to me, a spider crawling along the wall making him jump. I smiled and took off Roxy's shoe, squishing the spider with the heel before I put it back on her foot.
When we reached her floor, I settled her in her bed, pulling her blanket over her. Her crazy cat meowed at me from the corner, getting up. Demon or not, that cat was creepy as fuck.
I shut her door quickly, her cat scratching at it a second later. "Hate her cat." I sighed, taking Jake's hand again. He stared back at the shaking door. "Don't ever look that thing in the eyes. Any of them." I said, taking him down to my floor.
The hole in my arm was just a pink little dent now, but I was stil covered in blood. So I opened the door to my bathroom first, grabbing a wash cloth. Jake's hands caught mine. "Let me." He pushed me to sit on the toilet.
He ran water over the wash cloth, kneeling in front of me. I watched his face as he wiped it over my arm, avoiding the dent. Did he not know?
I caught his hand lightly by the wrist, wiping it over the dent. He gasped and stared, wiping the last traces of blood from my arm. "How bizarre!" He said, turning my arm to look at it. "This is the arm you got shot in, right?"
That made me laugh. He frowned at me, rinsing the wash cloth until the water ran clear. I kissed his forehead before he wiped the blood of my face, smiling at me softly as he did.
I took the wash cloth from him, wiping the blood off of his cheek and chin before scrubbing it off of my fingers. He watched me with heavy eyes, biting his lip.
It was a hot look for him. I cupped his face in my hands, kissing him. Softly at first, but as a small groan built in his chest, I licked his lips, tracing them with the tip of my tongue.
He shivered and leaned into me, his tongue meeting mine. Our breathing got heavier and heaviver the longer we kissed, making me smile against his lips. "Ya know, my room is right there." I said between deep breaths.
I kissed his neck as he turned his head to look, making him sigh. "Yeah." He nodded, making me smile. I picked him up in my arms and left the bathroom, turning the light off.
As I crossed the hall, he kissed and sucked on my neck, making me moan softly. I opened the door and sat him on my bed, settling over him, my legs twined with his as I kissed his neck, my hand slipping under his shirt.
He put his hand over his mouth as I nipped his skin, his whole body shaking with his moan. I smiled and sat him up, taking his shirt off, kissing him as I did so. His hands skimmed over my hips before he grabbed my shirt by the hem, pulling it off of me, messing up my hair as he did.
My finger ghosted down his bare chest, seeing all of his scars. I knew how he'd gotten the one over his heart instantly, my fingers brushing over it. A demon had tried to claw his heart out.
I kissed every scar softly, making him sigh as I started at long scar on his shoulder, working my way down his chest and waist, kissing the bite scar on his hip last. He groaned quietly as I rubbed over his erection in his pants before I undid his belt, pulling it off.
He was watching me, his hands in my hair now. I smiled at him as i unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper down slowly. His face turned red as I pulled them off of his hips, catching his underwear with my fingers.
I got them to his knees before I moved, settling between his legs now, pushing them to his ankles. He groaned and kicked off his shoes, wriggling out of his pants as I stroked his inner thigh with the tips of my fingers.
He gasped as I trailed my fingers higher, tracing over his hip and back down as my free hand started to copy my movements on his left leg, making his cock twitch in front of me. I smiled and leaned forward, taking him into my mouth.
His moan was a half scream half sigh as I ran my tongue down his length before I bobbed my head up and back down, sucking him as I did. I smiled as his hands tightened their hold on my hair, pulling me down further.
I obeyed, taking his whole length in, deep throating him. He moaned my name loudly, his hips twitching under my hands. I smiled and pulled off of him with a pop, making him whimper quiety.
"Shh..." I kissed him, his arms wrapping around my neck. I moved to whisper in his ear. "Jake, I want to make love to you." He let out a slow breath.
That was something a demon NEVER said. If anyone else had heard that, I'd get the living shit kicked out of me. It was known as fucking or sex, never making love.
But this wasn't fucking or sex. It was much, much more. Because it's Jake. And I love him.
Right when I thought I'd scared him off, he nodded, kissing me deeply. He moved his arms, flipping us so that he was on top. I groaned into the kiss as he slipped his hand down the front of my pants, his fingers brushing along my length.
He gasped softly as he felt how large I was, his hand freezing before he pulled it out. "D-Dirk." He breathed, looking at me. A small blush creeped to my cheeks. "You're huge."
For a human, yes, I was. But this is average for a demon. His face was bright red as I reached up, taking off his glasses. I didn't want to tell him this, not sure how he felt about demon anatomy.
He smiled at me as I sat his glasses on my desk, his hands moving as he raised up onto his knees. I squeezed his butt as he unzipped my jeans, pushing them down to my knees.
I kicked them the rest of the way off as he leaned down, kissing me hard. "Dirk I...I want you in me." His soft words made me bite my lip on a moan. He took off my shades and sat them next to his glasses. "Please?" He whispered, kissing down my neck.
He nipped at my skin and I couldn't say no. So I pulled him into a kiss, rolling so he was on his back. "Okay." I smiled, reaching over him to my desk.
From the closest drawer, I pulled out a medium sized bottle of lube. He blushed as I sat it on the bed next to him, but, when I rubbed him again, he seemed to forget about it.
"I'll go slow, I promise." I swore to him. He nodded as I kissed him softly.
