Engrossed With Each Other
If there was one thing you enjoyed more than having sex with Angel, that was teasing him. Which is exactly what you were doing now. The Princess was talking about... something. You'll ask Alastor for the finer details later. Angel sat in the chair next to you, trying to pay attention. He promised he would. But that wasn't easy with your hand on his thigh, occasionally brushing past his growing bulge.
Today you wore a particularly tight outfit, one that left very little to the imagination. When Angel saw you wearing it he wanted to skip the meeting all together. Saying he wouldn't be able to concentrate with you wearing that, how he just wanted to fuck you. Little did he know that the outfit was the least of his worries.
The first time your hand brushed against him he shoot you a surprised look. But you didn't look back you just leaned your chin on one hand, looking at Charlie and nodding along.
The second time you did it he groaned, "The hell are ya doing? Ya trying to get me in trouble here?"
Normally Angel wouldn't have anything against getting handsy during meetings, but he promised to try to pay attention. Naturally you decided to turn that into a game.
You glance down, Angel now fully hard under the pair of shorts that he wore. Your hand strokes his entire length, palming at the tip.
Angel sucks in a breath trough his teeth, "Stop teasing so much." You only hum like you're deep in thought and repeat the earlier motion several times. Angel grips the edge of the table in an effort to stop his hips from moving.
Looking at his flushed face you can't help but smirk, "You doing alright Angie? You look a little flushed. Is it the outfit?" You run your free hand down your chest and your stomach slowly, while your hand moves faster on his dick.
"Yes." Angel barely manages to say without a moan escaping him.
The sound of a cough interrupts the moment. Both of you turn to look at Vaggie, "Can you two try to take this seriously?"
"If you're that horny just go fuck it off. Cause that's one free show I ain't interested in." Husk grumbles and takes a swing from his glass.
"No, that's ok we can-" You're cut off by Angel pulling you up by the hand and leading you away.
"Thanks Husky." Angel winks at the cat demon as he leads you into the hallway and into your shared room.
You laugh the whole way there. Angel started kissing your face as soon as the door closed.
"Not funny ya know. I was just about ready to explode back there. And with ya wearing that outfit? Honestly I probably wouldn't care if he had an audience to see us fuck. And I tried very hard not to think about it." You chuckle from his kisses.
"Doesn't look like you did a good job to me." You palm his erection again, Angel now grinding himself shamelessly into your hand, "Let me help you with that babe."
You drop to your knees in front of him, his eyes going wide. Usually he's the one who's on his knees. You start to undo the buttons of his suit, trailing the pink likes in his fur as you do so. He takes it off slowly, grabbing handfuls of his chest floof as he does so. You might be the one on your knees but that doesn't mean that Angel still doesn't know how to entertain and give you a show.
Angel winks when he sees the dopey, love struck smile on your face.
As the suit hits the ground you kiss the hairs on the top of his waistband, moving slowly to his clothed cock.
"Fuck. Ya ain't helping me. Yer teasing." He thrusts his hips closer to your mouth unable to keep still.
"Its payback."
"Its punishment is what it is sweetheart."
"Thought you were into that." You whisper in between kisses. Angel groans, his hands running gently trough your hair, clearly enjoying himself.
When you finally slide his shorts and underwear down he lets out a relieved sigh. Wasting no time you wrap your fingers around his cock enjoying the gasp that escapes his lips, "You're really pretty you know." You teasingly kiss the tip, running your tongue teasing along the underside, "I know you don't get this experience often, so just relax and let me take care of you."
As you wrap your lips around the tip and take him into your mouth Angel throws his head back, a moan of pleasure spilling from his lips, his hands tightening in your hair. You love seeing him like this, face flushed, pleasure evident on his face as you take him deeper into your mouth.
"Hold on." Angel tugs you back by the hair, you lean back leaving only the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue over the slit. Angel breaths in trough his nose and exhales from his mouth, keeping himself as still as possible, "Don't... don't force it."
Recondition dawns on your face. Angel doesn't want you to be uncomfortable for his pleasure, as he sometimes had to do for some of his less caring clients.
You pull your head back, "I know handsome. No need to worry about that." You place gentle, teasing kisses from the base of his cock to the tip, taking him in your mouth once again.
Angel puts the other pair of arms on your shoulders to steady himself. You focus on how he feels in your mouth, every twitch drop of cum that you lick with your tongue. You wrap your hand around the base pumping as you bob your head. Angel gasps, his hands shaking on your shoulders.
"Babe, fuck, your tongue feels good." You can hear Angel gasping in between words, hear his breath hitch with every swipe of your tongue, every stroke of your hand.
Angel's hips start to twitch, his grip on your hair and shoulders harder than before, "Close." You moan at that knowledge, the salty taste of his cum already staining your tongue. You can never get enough of it, and you don't get to taste him in your mouth like this that often. Usually he's the one giving you oral. So you savor every moment, every sensation of this. Of Angel's hands on you, the feeling of him in your hand, the taste of his cock, the feeling as you run your tongue across the underside of it. The half moan, half scream of your name as Angel comes into your mouth.
You don't stop sucking him trough his orgasm, a repeated, broken chant of "Fuck." filling your ears. You keep Angel's cock in your mouth even after the jets of cum stop, easing him trough his high as his cock softens. Angel pulls his dick out of your mouth with a wet pop, a string of saliva and cum dripping down your mouth, his cock covered in the mixture of the two.
"That... that's the kind of punishment I wouldn't mind more often." Angel manages in between deep breaths.
You smirk up at him, "Glad you enjoyed yourself babe." You wipe the spit and cum from your lips only to lick it from you hand, moaning at the taste as you gulp it down.
"Ya wanna... ya want me to return the favor." Angel licks his lips hungrily.
You shake your head, "Not tonight. This was about you. But... maybe in the morning? It would be a nice way to wake up." You wiggle your eyebrows at him.
"I'll make waking up early worth your while." Angel leans down to kiss you, lifting you up with him.
"Looking forward to it."