A/N: You like smut right?
Yugi
I smile softly down at the resting form of my troublemaking boyfriend, threading my fingers through his ebony hair as he lays upon my lap. The sun shines brightly upon us, warming us. I feel myself sweating a little and the top of my head is on fire, as is his actually. The black of our hair does little to keep us cool.
But he doesn't seem bothered. He hums every so often when my nails scratch his scalp and his fingers occasionally knead my thighs, but he's content laying there, proud of his work no doubt.
When I left work it was with my things and having asked my boss several times if he was sure. He insisted he was in his right mind and it took Atem sweeping me away for us to leave.
After that he took me to a peaceful lush green field overlooking fields of flowers before a wide ocean. We are somewhere in Australia though he isn't entirely sure where. The eastern side though I think. Just a feeling I have.
Here though he can let his wings out as there's absolutely no one for miles. His feathers absorb the sun's rays and he says it feels incredible. It's interesting considering that outside of a physical form the sun is supposed to hurt him. Like this he can enjoy it.
"Penny for your thoughts?" He hums tiredly and the softened sound of his voice brings a smile to my face.
"I thought you could hear them." I playfully say, taking a blonde lock to frame his face.
"I can but I was giving you privacy." He purrs.
"Doesn't sound like you." I laugh and he rolls over, lifting himself to stretch out his wings on the other side before burying his face into my thigh, nuzzling not so gently.
He looks up at me with adoring red eyes. They're not as bright as I'm used to and surprisingly after all we've been doing I thought they would be. They're still quite dark, like a deep blood velvet red. Regardless, they're so beautiful. His eyes have got to be one of my favourite things about him.
"I was just thinking about you, where we are, how incredible you are." I answer him and his smile grows, perking at the corners.
"Hmm?"
I think I have his attention now. I've been itching to talk with him for a while but with everything going on…
"Tea said the light can hurt you in your other form."
A small frown pulls on his brows and he takes a calming breath. He looks down to my thigh but I think he's looking for the words to say.
"It does. Light burns shadows like me. With nothing to ground me to this plane… it is a painful experience to be dispersed."
"Oh. Is that how it works?" I ask and he laughs.
"How what works?"
Right. Pretty vague. "Your body, or soul… other form. You need something to ground you? Like darkness?"
He lifts himself up and leans over my legs, his hand in the grass beside me and he leans heavily on that arm. His legs curl around him and his wings drape like curtains. His free hand languidly plays with a lock of my own hair as he thinks.
"My other form is actually me. What you saw is me without a shell. That is my soul, everything that makes me me. This-" He pauses to wave his hand over himself. "What you see now, what I present in public, is a vessel of my choosing. I'm still me but it's like … your soul without your body. Does that make sense?"
I nod. It's hard to imagine but I understand. A soul is so different to a body. "Right. So that was you. All you."
He nods. "Yes. Without a vessel I am formless. Weightless. I need something to ground me or I will cease to be. Unless I was in Hell. I can survive without a vessel in Hell. The light, the sun, a torch, the lights in your home - if I have nothing to attach to, a place I can anchor to, then it will destroy me."
"Hence the box?" I ask curiously and he nods.
"It is much easier to remain active and alive the darker the area. Hence why you might hear of a lot of demon activity in haunted areas at night."
"I see. But like this you're fine." I clarify and he smiles.
"I'm more than fine. I'm with the love of my life in one of the most beautiful countries in the world, alone and at peace and warm in the beautiful sunlight that makes my mate glow -"
I put a finger to his lips to stop him before I swoon so hard again. He's getting that look in his eye again and I swear I'm in danger. "I meant -"
"I know what you meant." He sighs happily. "Like this I can feel the wind, I can feel the warmth of the sun or the chill in the air. I can feel the earth beneath me. Like this I feel a part of this world. This might be a vessel for my soul but it is more a home to me than anything else. I much prefer this form than any other."
Beautifully said. It makes sense too. I feel I really understand him and respect him so much.
There's more I want to know. I wonder if he'll tell me.
"What is it?" He asks slyly, licking his lips playfully. His fingers drop from my hair light brush against my collar bone. It make my skin flare and my heart dance. My body is betraying me but I want to take advantage of the chance he's giving me while I have his attention.
"Why didn't you want to show me your soul before?" I ask him bravely. His fingers stopped and he sighs. His eyes drop and his hand rubs my thigh thoughtfully.
"Would you believe I thought you might run from it?" He asks quietly. His voice is pained and it makes me listen. I feel it might have been a mistake to ask.
Before I can speak he gives me a forced smile. "Beauty attracts us all. Birds, beasts, flowers. Humans and angels and demons are no exception. Vanity is a sin most are prone to in some small way or another. For an incubus it is fairly high. We must be beautiful to attract what we desire. A meal, a friendship, a mate… but beauty is a concept that varies between individuals. You say I am beautiful… but I ask you, how can a heartless monster be beautiful?"
He asks me this as if he hadn't just put his entire heart into every word. I do not see the monster he sees. There is no trace of it. To me, he is the most beautiful, perfect creature that has ever existed.
I touch his cheek, letting the pads of my fingers glide over the hot, smooth skin as I push his sun touched hair behind his ear.
His blood red eyes never change. They wait patiently and I feel he hasn't invaded my thoughts to know my unspoken feelings. The one time I wish he would.
I take a deep, quiet breath to settle my nerves and I chew my lip as I keep this contact with him no matter how much I instinctively wish to look away.
"28 years is nothing compared to 5000 but for most it is enough to understand. What is wrong with me? Why am I alone? Why does heavens light not touch me? Why do the flowers bloom in all but the place of which I stand? Am I not meant for it? Why am I here? Why do they leave? … I could continue, but why when you too understand how poisonous loneliness feels? The most beautiful things appear toneless when there is none to share it with. The melody of two hearts beating is an empty dream when you have only ever heard its echo."
I pause because I stubbornly wipe the wetness near my eyes. I haven't been this real with someone in a really long time. I've kept it all secured and hidden for so long that it feels too real and too tender to unveil… but for him. He deserves to see me for who I am too.
"A smile every day is difficult to wear but thankfully easy when most choose not to look. Do you remember our first date? I tried to pawn you off to the first person nearby?"
He nods slowly, waiting patiently and truly listening. He's seeing me now, unguarded, real… vesselless.
"I knew what I was doing. I was going through the motions. I don't know how long it has been, but when you came after me, when you touched my hand and you asked me for that second date, my heart danced. For the first time in what felt like an age, I had forgotten what that excitement could feel like."
He smiles and it fills me with renewed confidence to continue. "In so many ways you have brought me life. You painted the world with colour, you are the only voice my heart can recognise, you have given me purpose and a desire to see the next day. It is thanks to you that my smiles are not forced, that I breathe with ease. You are my first and last thought of every day. It is thanks to you that I will never feel that loneliness again, that loneliness so horrible that sleeping forever was a not so far away dream."
His brow furrows and reaches to touch my heart. I press his hand closer. I want him to feel it beating. "It is thanks to you that it beats today." I add. "Not because you saved my life the other day… but because you saved my life the day you walked into it. Atem. You are more than just the first person to touch me. More than just the first person to spite me."
We laugh and it lets a tear loose. He kindly catches it and I take a moment to breathe and calm down.
"You are my saviour. My hero. My love. You are the reason life is beautiful. You strutted into my world, you swept me off my feet and for no other reason than to love me, you stayed by my side. All those questions, all those sleepless nights wondering, all those dark contemplations… never again and its all because of you. How can I not look at you, no matter how you appear to me, and think you are beautiful?"
He takes a deep breathe and I follow suit but for my own benefit. I feel so exposed, and yet I do not know if he understands. He listened to every word but did I get my point across?
"I had no idea you felt that way. Before me, that is." He says quietly. "I'll be honest, when I saw you the first time I could not place what intrigued me so but it was not depression that caught my eye. I saw you walk away sad beneath that smile you forced but I never thought your feelings were so deep. If asked I never would have guessed that perhaps your thoughts strayed so far. You hide it well."
He understands… that's good… right?
"To be clear." He added, chewing his lip nervously. "The way you feel now…"
"You don't have to worry. I haven't thought about it at all since I met you. I don't even want to. Like I said, life is beautiful and it's all because of you."
He smiles and I laugh the tension away. "Good. Good." He says and sighs in relief.
Then he looks at me and whatever he searches for he finds. I am so open to him now. I was never going to hide that side of me from him, but it never occurred to me to bring it up. Now that I have though it feels only right. I have listened to his past, I have witnessed it myself, I have seen him for all he is … it is only right he sees me too and knows why he is so dear to me. He needs to know that no matter how negatively he believes of himself, I do not share them.
"So… that is why, when you looked upon me….me… you did not run, you did not avert your gaze. You looked at me and you said I was beautiful…"
He says all this slowly, as if putting the pieces of a puzzle together he feared to complete, and now realising he had nothing to fear.
I lean forward to steal his gaze and make him follow me back up. My thumb strokes his cheek and I smile warmly, sharing with him every ounce of love for him that he has given me.
"I love you." I speak softly and his chest swells, his eyes glimmer. A smile tugs at his lips and it's infectious.
We bring our heads together and wordlessly just bask in this moment.
I feel the love and devotion he is feeling burning beneath his skin, setting his soul alight with an unseen fire. I feel it as if it were my own and it gives me such energy, such life that I could run for days on this feeling alone.
I'm still getting used to this. It started off much smaller than this just days ago in Paris; there is no comparison now. I know with absolute certainty this is what feeding feels like. His love, his devotion, his adoration - all of it fuels me with a power I do not know what to do with. But I want more of it. I know that much. I need it in my life, in one form or another. I need him in my life, in one form or another.
"Yugi." He whispers my name and I respond to his call, leaning closer and closer until somehow I have ended up on top of him. Flowers part for him, creating a halo of colours around his beautiful crimson and ebony locks. He looks up at me with dark rubies for eyes and a soft sheen upon his skin. He glows for me like a beacon I am drawn to. How beautiful he is.
"You are so beautiful…" The words fall easily as my fingers gently caress his cheek bone.
He's never looked at me like that before. Like I'm a wonder he's never seen. The gears are turning in his mind and for the first time in a long while he feels in a daze. Not driven by anything, not yearning for more. Like this I can just study him, burn him into my memory and let time fade away around us.
"You're getting stronger…" He whispers then and it makes me blink. He smiles and gestures for me to look behind me.
Warily I do and it takes longer than it should to stare at the bird above us to realise it isn't hovering… it is paused.
There's a very real bird unmoving up there. The flowers are not swaying in the gentle breeze that should be touching us. There is a very large area around us that is so still that it is sharp in contrast with the rocking waves and constant breeze outside.
"Did - what?"
"I cannot affect time the way angels can. You did this." He giggles, nudging my jaw affectionately.
"I didn't mean to! How do I stop it?!" I ask quickly. As if to answer my question, all of a sudden the flowers began to sway, the waves crashed together in a race to find its rhythm and the bird continues to glide as if it hadn't been paused in time for God knows how long.
I can breathe again now, relieved that I didn't permanently create a pocket of paused time.
"Like that." He laughs.
I look at him, wide eyed and concerned. Concerned because if I did that by accident, what if it happens again? Somewhere dangerous like on a highway or among people -
He kisses my nose quickly and it stuns me for a brief moment.
"We should probably talk to Tea about that." He says quietly.
Tea… yeah. Yeah! I nod happily, feeling more and more relieved for that idea. "She'll know what to do."
He cocks his head slightly and twists a stray curl behind my ear. "You are afraid."
It isn't so much a question but an observation. An astute observation. "Yes."
"You've nothing to worry about, my light. Tea will be able to teach you all you need to control any new powers of yours. She is here to guide you, not only to protect you. And I will not allow any harm to come to you. I will protect you with everything I am."
I offer a sad smile. I know I have them behind me… but affecting time is so much more than looking at someone's soul or rapidly healing. What else will I be able to do?
"I understand your apprehension." He says softly, looking out over the ocean as the breeze combs through his hair and ruffles his feathers. He looks so majestic like this.
"When I first became a demon, after the initial adrenaline that is, and I began learning what that meant, there was much I did not know. Shapeshifting, mind reading, flying, energy manipulation, just to name a few things… all of that were hard learned lessons. Unlike you I did not have the burden of humanity behind my shoulders to concern myself with, but countless times I hurt myself or others learning. It was all part of the process. New demons are much like infants. You don't learn to ride a bike without having fallen a few times."
"But these powers… time manipulation and healing… it happens without me knowing that I'm doing it. What if I stop time while I'm driving? What if I stop time while I'm at work and then cause everyone to crash into one another? What if I get in trouble somewhere and they rush me to hospital and then they all see me heal, on the spot, just like that?"
"If you stop time while at work and resume it people aren't going to speed up and crash, they'll continue just like it did here. I won't let you get that hurt either that a hospital is required and even if you did, I know better than to take you to a human hospital."
"And while I'm driving?" I ask pointedly and he sighs softly.
"Your beautiful mind is running away with you. You will learn. Everything you can do, everything you'll be able to do, will become instinct to you. Please trust me. Nothing will go wrong." He says this so assuredly… that I find myself trusting him. I'm scared but… I believe him. Tea will be able to help and he'll support me every step of the way.
Still… I wish I could just be human and be wrapped up in the splendor that is my hot demon boyfriend.
He smirks at me suddenly and I feel my cheeks flush. He heard that and now he's leaning in close for a kiss I do not want to deny.
It's a strong kiss. Slow and deep and one that penetrates my core. My cheeks flush with heat and I feel so safe here in this moment.
When we break slowly, our lips make that enticing smacking sound that sends a shiver up my spine. He has that look in his eye too. That hungry, wondering, tempting look.
He chews his lip as he gazes at mine and I can see his breathing has quickened. It's amazing how effortless it is to arouse him lately. His needs are the reason we're here in the first place.
"You've got that look in your eye again." I say slyly and he grins wickedly. His eyes never leave my lips.
"Do I?" His voice is deeper, huskier and breathless. He leans closer to run his nose along my jaw.
"Mhm… you're in the mood again aren't you?" I ask, my voice light and weak. I wanted to ask about this too. I understand he's an incubus but he's been manageable up to this point.
"Maybe. How can I resist someone so intoxicating and enthralling, and tauntingly gorgeous. Someone who tastes better than the finest meal and who's beauty surpasses the gods themselves. Someone whose call is more potent than a siren -"
I stop him there with a hand to his chest before he gets way too close for me to stop him. He'd been rubbing his cheek against my neck and my jaw, as if marking me almost. But now he smirks at me, his eyes taking on a wicked shine.
"I want to ask you something."
"Anything my love." He purrs. He pushes against my hand and I'm forced back onto my elbow. Not even phased he crawls over me, licking his lips like I'm his next meal…
And I very much will be.
"This libido of yours… I know you're an incubus but like, is it meant to be this high or have you been keeping yourself tame for my sake?" I ask quickly before I lose the nerve.
His thoughtful hum sounds like a threat. "Are you complaining?"
"N-no it's just -"
"Then don't worry about it. Just relax, let me please you the way you deserve …" He sings as he pushes his body flush against my hips, grinding his own hard against mine. His muscles in his arms are flexing and he breathes in my scent by my neck.
"This… this is what I mean. It's like… there's only one brain cell right now…" I manage to get out before his tongue lightly brushes over my skin. A delighted moan leaves his throat and a rumble in his chest sounds his growl before he sighs pleasantly.
"I am in what you might call heat, Yugi." He explains, his voice strained with whatever control he's trying to keep. He grinds against my hips again and involuntarily my own meet his. I'm just as into this as he is but I want to know more.
"Heat?" I ask, breathless.
"Mhm." His teeth ghost my ear and he pulls back slightly to look me in the eye. They're so dark, like I hadn't fucked him in days.
"It can happen seasonally like most animals, or it can be triggered by a life threatening situation."
"Almost dying turns you on?" I ask, my voice only lightly scoffing. He smiles and brushes his nose against mine.
"No. It is a survival response. A need to breed to ensure my life."
That makes sense. So much sense. He almost died to Tea's attack and since then he's been using every ounce of his energy to heal. Healing takes energy and if he's not eating regularly he'll die. That's why he's been so impulsive, so active and restless and easily maintaining that one track mind. His body needs this.
"I see… how long does it last?" I ask, watching his gaze walk lower and lower down my neck to my chest before he snaps up to my eyes.
"Until I am no longer healing or in danger. At this rate I don't expect I'll last the day unless you fuck me right now."
I know he's exaggerating but fuck if it's not hot how ready to go he is.
I don't even have time to think about how out in the open we are before he presses his lips to mine and opens them with his smooth, slick tongue. His hands explore my body, aggressively tugging at my shirt so his fingers can knead and map my flesh.
I moan with his touches and to the sound of his own. In no time at all he's planting biting kisses down my chest and along my ribs while his hands slide down my pants to grope and squeeze my ass.
My back arches into him and I grasp at tufts of grass, gasping and panting with every luck, every bite, every kiss he gives me. He is simply savouring everything I am, committing every inch to memory and totally smothering me in attention. This isn't the first time he's been so attentive but this is unlike the other times. It is like he cannot get enough of me.
"Yugi." He moans into my stomach. I feel fingers playing with my belt and I help him slip off my pants. I'm aching to be touched and he is so thirsty.
He foregoes any teasing and takes no time at all devouring my already throbbing erection. I gasp and jump from the sudden heat that envelopes me but as his tongue curls around my shaft and begins stroke me from inside his mouth I relax and let out a prolonged moan.
"Oohhhhh Atem." I breathe in relief and pleasure.
My hips rise to meet his downward bob and his hands reach up my body, following every dip and curve until he can rub and tease my sensitive nipples.
My knees widen, allowing as much space as possible for him to be and his wings still brush the inside of my thighs.
Tell me how much you like this.
His voice echoes in my mind all of a sudden just as I feel him cupping and squeezing my balls while he takes me deep into his throat. It chokes my next moan, and to stop from becoming too undone I slap my hand to my face and grab a handful of my hair, pulling until I can speak.
"I … hah… mmmmh! Love… this! Ughh mmmmm!"
I can't tell if his chuckle is in my mind or rumbling from his chest but the vibrations are sending me wild. I hide behind my arm, enjoying the comfort of the cool darkness as opposed to the blinding sun above us.
A few more passes later and he releases me. My moan melds into a groan and a whine. On the one hand I'm relieved he's let my cock go and on the other I was so fucking close! But then I feel his body begin to climb mine and I lift my arm to watch him.
He leans in quickly to lap up my lips in a ferocious, heated kiss. It serves as a pleasant distraction while he readies himself over me.
When he lets me go I see he's straddled my hips and his wings are fluttering restlessly. He sits up to stroke my cock behind him, his other hand lightly presses against the taut muscles in my stomach.
I know what he's doing… and I have no mind to stop him. I don't want to but I'm also a little nervous if he continues. Fucking his shadow last night… that's so different to fucking him for real. This will be the first time I've ever been actually inside a real body. I consider him to have taken my virginity already, but this is like… completely taking it.
Colours?
His voice is breathless in my mind. I look up at him, passed how beautiful he appears on top of me. Some time during his appreciation of my cock he lost his clothes which has allowed his gorgeous bronzed body to shine in the sunlight, sweat glistening from his chiseled muscles.
But it's his face I am in love with. He looks exasperated and hot, drunk on the lust he feels. His mind feels clouded as well. He feels focused on one thing only and it's beautiful. Normally he is of one mind and that is to bring me the pleasure he needs to feed on, but now he is just as nervous and excited as I am. He wants this too, for his own sake as much as mine.
"Green." I breathe and the smile he wears is glorious. He's relieved and overjoyed and it makes me bite my lip to hold back the gleeful giggle I feel rise in my chest.
He nods and then I watch his eyes close, his mouth opens and then I feel something tight press against the head of my cock.
I brace myself for it and keep absolutely still as he pushes. I don't know what I expected, whether it to be harder to enter him or easier, but I didn't expect the tight squeeze that envelopes me. He's so warm too and it feels so incredible.
I tell myself not to cum over and over again like an ode as he lowers himself over me inch by inch. Lower, lower, tighter, warmer, tighter … fuck me!
"Uhhoh fuck!" I hiss and my hands grasp at his thighs. I feel everything. He's sat upon me nicely, fitting me inside him perfectly. I can barely breathe! Is this what being inside someone feels like? How does he withstand the need to cum immediately?
"Are you okay?" He asks breathlessly upon me and I nod quickly without even thinking. Am I okay? Of course I'm okay! You're fucking perchec upon my cock and I've never felt more exhilarated in my life.
He starts to rock slowly and I change my mind. THIS is the best feeling in my life.
"Fuck! Atem!" I moan and gasp. He smirks and with every expert roll of his hips he increases his movements. His hips roll so fluidly it is like the oceans waves. They sway effortlessly, his muscles dance under his skin so hypnotically it becomes harder to remain in control amiss the intense pleasurable feel of his insides.
"You wanted to watch me dance, right?" He asks, a tone of cheek on his voice. I nod quickly but I'm only half aware of what he's saying. "Let me show you how well I can move."
A moment later he does something… a twitch of his hips? I don't know. The angle in which he rises and falls and rotates his hips and continues is fucking incredible. He's giving me the most amazing lap dance I ever seen and obviously felt and fuck it has me melting.
I can't hold on much longer. But I want to. I want to watch him dance, I want to feel every move he has to show me.
Then, in a miraculous display his wings spread wide behind him. It shades us from some of the sunlight and creates a majestic halo of light around him as the tip of his wings barely touch. They shake beautifully, like a birds courting display not unlike a peacock, and as they do he rides my cock faster and faster.
I can't -
"Don't hold back for me, my light. Let me feel how good you feel. Fill me with everything you have. Please feed me your pleasure." He speaks quickly and I obey before he even finishes.
"Ahhh! Fuck! Atem!" I feel my orgasm rock through me so abruptly I throw my head back and grip his thighs so tightly I feel my nails digging in, but the rest of me is rigid as I release inside him. He continues to rock, albeit softer until I can breathe again.
I slowly look back at him after a moment of gathering myself. He's sat calmly upon me, watching me in delight. His wings relax and slowly fall to his side with such grace it is mesmerizing. Then he lifts himself and I gasp from the movement. I feel myself slip out of him, still semi hard and very wet but I focused on how he leans over me, cupping my cheek as he rests his forehead on mine.
"You were magnificent, my light." He breathes his praise and it makes my heart flutter wildly.
"You did all the work, let's be fair." I sigh happily. I feel so light, like if he wasn't over me I might just float away in the breeze.
He chuckles and nudges the side of my face until I can feel his breath by my ear.
"Do not think all my work is done."
There is something dangerous about that speech that I almost ignore. By the time I realise that though he's lifted me up with him and manoeuvring me to face my back to him.
In only a few movements I'm on my knees and my back is pressed flush against his chest. Then a short moment later I feel his rock hard erection rubbing between my cheeks. I fall forward onto my hands eagerly while he positions himself. It takes little effort to slide inside me to my surprise. I'm fairly tight without proper preparation but his cock feels smooth and lubricated. It fills me just as it has so perfectly this morning, and earlier, and all last night. It stings slightly and my back aches a little, but as he solidifies in me properly the push and pull of his hips feels blindingly pleasurable.
His hands firmly take hold of my chest and he lifts me up off my hands. My back arches in a way that pushes my ass deeply against him. One of his hands holds my hip while the other a snakes around my chest as he kisses and bites my shoulder.
You are mine.
"I am yours." I whisper breathlessly. My vision settles on the vast fields of flowers before me and the ocean beyond that. It sparkles beautifully but it fades from focus when he starts to thrust and pound into me.
His hands find my wrists and I fall forward, but he keeps me up by those wrists as he smashes into my ass over and over and over again.
"Oh fuck! I am yours! Yes!" I moan loudly, gasping to the point of squealing.
In moments my legs are quivering and my entire body is weak. Not one inch of me has any strength and my mind is exploding. My heart is in my throat, my chest is hollow the pleasure that fills me replaces any need to breathe properly.
"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Atem! Make me yours!" The words spill from my lips effortlessly.
"Scream it, Yugi." He grunts with his thrusts. "Scream it so the heavens know who you belong to."
"FUCK! YES! ATEM!" I scream obediently.
He lets my wrists go and falls forward with me, pressing my shoulders and chest into the grass as he blasts repeatedly into me. I vaguely see the shadow of his wings spread wide over us but I am only half aware of anything else beyond the fucking he's giving me.
One of his hands is beside my head for me to clutch and hang onto while the other is grasping my hip. I hear him grunting and groaning and my moans are so taut.
"I love you. I fucking love you!" I mutter, gasping with his thrusts. I feel a burst of energy fill my body I recognise as his own affections for me and it makes me feel incredible. I resist his pushes enough to aid him and fuckkkkkkkkkkkk was that the right spot there!
"Oh my god! Oh my fucking God!" I cry.
"God is not the name you should be crying out for." He growls and he increases the intensity of his pounding.
"ATEM!"
"That's better!"
I feel blinded then as my body is overcome with adoration. His thrusts change, he moans and shakes and his body becomes heavy over mine. I cum a second time over the grass below me but it matters little when he lets me go and we both fall to it. He lays over me, panting and breathless as I am. His wings make him heavier than he should be, but only a little push from me adjusts him so I can cuddle against him. His wing drapes over me like a blanket shielding me from the sun and offering something smooth and soft against my sensitive skin. Then he lifts me a little bit and I cooperate, curious as to what he's doing. He adjusts himself, holding me close as if I've the heart or the strength to leave him, and then he lays me back down upon his other wing, effectively cocooning me within him.
"That's better." He mutters quietly and a heavy, satisfied sigh leaves his lips.
"Hmm cosy." I giggle softly, curling as close as possible to him. "I'm not crushing your wing?"
"No. You're light as a feather." He hums happily.
For a long, long while after that we just lay here. Tired, spent, but incredibly satisfied. There was something different about the intensity of that round, but I've not the mind to ask. In this moment, I am just beyond happy. Happy to be here with him. Happy to bring him such pleasure. Happy to feel it.
In this moment everything is perfect.