(WARNING: for those who don't like described sexual situations, please skip to the next chapter. All this is is a sex scene.)
His claws slid up under her shirt, running across the skin and leaving a burning trail of desire. Twisting her body slightly, he leaned her back very gently. She felt the cold stone on her back as she found herself looking up into Raziel's glowing eyes, his weight resting comfortably on her. He leaned down and met her lips with his. She felt the desire intensify and double as his claw slid under her shirt, caressing her breasts. She barely restrained a gasp around his lips. No human hand, no human lover could ever equal this and she knew it. Her mind quickly flashed on stories of a fey king who sometimes took mortal women lovers who would never be sated by a normal mortal man's touch again. Just as quickly, the thought was shoved away as he pulled at her shirt. She grabbed the hem and pulled it over her head. He regarded the bra she was wearing with mild interest (interest only in the fact it stood in the way), before he felt for the clip in the back. After a moment of annoyance, he simply snapped it with his claws. She could bitch at him later for it, if she liked. He could quiet her quickly enough.
She twisted her hips, using his weight as leverage and moved him onto his back, her straddling his hips. She tugged at the offending pants he wore and he obliged her. The need she felt rested as strongly in his heart and soul as well, and she had to help him pull her shorts off. It wasn't so much she didn't think he couldn't handle it; it was more that she wanted them to remain in one piece. The last bit of cloth was removed, and Lara looked down at him, meeting his gaze. She leaned down and kissed him gently as she moved slightly to be move comfortable. With a sigh of pleasure released, he moved into her as she swallowed another noise of pleasure. She moved her hips slightly, introducing the beginning motions and enticing him with the scent of her skin and desire for her. His claws tenderly slid around her waist, adding the strength of his arms to her movements. She leaned down and met his lips with another kiss, and then felt gravity move around her as she found her back again against the cold stone. It was a pleasurable surprise, and she certainly wasn't going to complain. Every muscle of his that worked was met with a response in her body, and she gladly accepted the length of him inside of her. Her arms snaked around his back, careful not to press against the wings, as her legs curled around him, squeezing tightly as he thrust into her, pulling his body even tighter against hers. They enwrapped their bodies so strongly against one another that the only way they could get any closer would be to meld bodies.
Raziel kissed down the side of her face to her neck and she felt the brush of fangs against her skin. Her breath caught as she waited to see if he would bite into her neck. Her breath was released as his lips continued down to her breasts, then back up the other side of her neck to her lips again. Their motions reached a faster, rhythmic pulse. Her body ached with desire and the need for release. On some subconscious level, he received that need, that feeling and gladly answered it. Their movements reached a frantic level before the orgasm exploded with the intensity of a nova with an immense wave of pleasure. Lara's head tilted back in a silent scream of ecstasy and she felt Raziel lightly bite her neck, not enough to do any damage, but enough to feel like a pinprick. It seemed thousands of years of instincts could not be changed that easily.
With a relieved sigh, Raziel gratefully sank down against her as she curled around him. There wasn't a better situation that she could come up with for a once-in-a-lifetime thing other than what had just happened. For once in her life, she was content, and she could stay here forever.
Eventually, Raziel rolled over and Lara curled up against him, using his chest as a pillow. It only mildly disturbed her that her lover's heart did not beat and that his chest did not move. After a moment of consideration, she shoved the thought away, not caring. She let her fingers trail down his chest, resting in a golden cloud of happiness and contentment. He caught her fingers and brought them up to his lips, kissing them gently. His kisses spread down her arm, up across her shoulder and neck, and up to her lips. His arm slipped around her, pulling her against his body. She could feel him against her, feel the need he still felt for her. She wrapped her legs around him as he rolled onto his back. His claws caressed her sides gently.
"Haven't you had enough?" she demanded, fighting a smile.
He shook his head, a mischievous smile on his lips. "Have you?"
She just laughed as she leaned down to kiss him.