NOTE: I've posted two chapters today - be sure the read the first (Another Rush of Wings).
Here's a wee break from the madness, that actually happens around the time Samael had first flown Chloe out of the school. She did something then, in an attempt to help, that relates to this chapter.
I may just post the rest tonight, up to what I've written, honestly. Little tired of posting, waiting, then posting, and waiting. We'll see. I kinda wanna get everyone to the lovely moment that just happened. :) Let me know if you'd prefer I post a bunch now, or if you'd rather I stretch it out... (it's been soo stretched out though...)
Comments are always welcome, and as always, thanks for reading. :)
In the depths of Hell, in a room fashioned from graceful stone arches, branching chaotically and weaved wickedly together, two figures on furs - one blonde and winged, lying flat, and one wingless and dark of hair sitting atop him - moved rhythmically.
They were purposefully naked.
And talking, as the motions quickened.
"This act that we are performing is amazing!" said the wide-eyed angel, who clearly had not experienced such a thing before.
"You're not bad," said the one above, her tone offering nothing worse or better than what was said.
"I like this very much."
"You're too chatty."
"You feel very good."
"Shut up."
"Do I also feel good? I mean, I must, I am the greatest angel!"
"You're new, it's okay."
"Oh."
"But... you are... bigger than Lucifer was. And I like that." Her voice descended to a purr. "Very much."
"I am not bigger than Lucifer was. He stood a half hand taller than me."
"Not height, idiot. Girth."
"I am not fat!"
"Be quiet."
He was, for three seconds.
"Oh... Oh. Oh! OH! What! What is this that you are... OH! THIS IS GOOD!"
"Licking. Stop talking."
"It is very, very good! I- oh! Oh! OH, FATHER! Should... should I lick you too? Is that... oh OH-HOH MYYYY- BLESSED HEAVEN ABOVE!
The winged one's voice tore violently through the room, washing over the other, before the angel fell back limply against the furs.
Silence.
The demon poked the angel, who did not stir.
"Hey."
"I wasn't done."
The angel snored loudly.
And a very important prayer was missed.