Author's Notes: set during Volume 8 when Storm persuades Angel to give joining the X-Men a chance
There was such conviction in Storm's voice that Angel didn't want to sit moping anymore. "People would really listen to you. I mean you sure look like a messenger." Storm was looking at him, searching his face for a reaction. "Or you can go get a job at Burger King..." she muttered.
Warren's eyes finally flickered over to her, setting on her beautiful goddess-like skin. She smiled gently, her hand reaching out and touching the side of his face, feeling his long golden hair. He kissed her.
Ororo was taken by surprise and almost pulled away. Almost. Instead she found her eyes closing and her hands cupping his cheeks as his arms wrapped around her waist. He wasn't wearing much, just blue bottoms and presumably underwear. She was in her tight leather costume, but that didn't cover much of her.
The white-haired Moroccan girl couldn't stop herself as she reached out and ran her fingers along his feathery wings. He didn't mind anymore. He kept planting kisses on her lips as she felt along his wings curiously. Then she ran her hands down his bare angelic chest. Warren was almost trembling at her touch.
He loosened the black and yellow belt around her midriff and watched it fall away. She giggled at his tentativeness. "You're beautiful Warren," she said, stroking his chest lightly. "You're more beautiful," he whispered and she smirked deviously. She lifted her tight black half-top up over her shoulders. He watched eagerly as she dropped the leather bottoms that came with them as well, discarding them with her yellow boots.
Half-naked, in only her underwear, Ororo climbed on top of Warren and dragged off his pants. Warren's briefs were dragged off with them. Warren had never seen a girl with such beauty and such power. Storm licked her lips and unfastened her bra. Then she slid her body down his until her face was level with his penis, and she sucked on it gently.
Warren gasped as her lips pressed on his member and her tongue twirled around it. He wanted to tell her how much he appreciated this, but his body wasn't listening to him anymore. She didn't suck him for long, but enough to leave Warren a speechless wreck. When she pulled away, the smile on her face was enough to indicate what was coming next.
Warren helped her ease off her knickers, then she guided his cock into her vagina. Her breathing deepened. He kissed her again and she smiled down at him. Her hands pressed against his chest, holding him down to the ground, and she started to rock backwards and forwards.
Neither of them could speak as her hips swayed into his. Her vagina was tight around his shaft. Warren gently played with her perfect white hair as she made love to him. Their lips were locked together and her soft hands were rubbing his chest eagerly. They tensed up in unison. Ororo was left gasping as they finished while Warren managed to maintain his breathing at a reasonable level.
"That was..." he started but he couldn't find the words. She simply nodded. Warren stood up and tugged his clothes back on. "Where are you going?" Storm asked, biting her lip gently with a smile. "Home," he smiled as his wings spread and he took off into the sky...