Angel Crisis… 7
I lie on my bed as I thought about what had happened a while ago…
James saw me to my front porch. "So…" HE started. I looked at him questioningly. "Never mind… Good night then." He suddenly held my cheeks and kissed my forehead. I was too shocked to move or speak. I could only feel his breath on my forehead, his warm luscious lips pressing against my chilly skin. He broke away and opened his eyes slowly as if he was in some kind of trance. Then he flew away. All this time, I remained in the same position, same shocked expression, rooted to the ground. Only after I could not see his shadow anymore did I let out my breath, which I had been holding in all this time.
I started to feel sleepy and soon doze off to a deep sleep.
The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed. I went to bathe. When I came out of the steamy bathroom, I saw Satan, dressed in black as usual, sitting on my white marble chair behind my white marble table. "Good morning, Ivory. How was the meeting last night? Was it… extraordinary?" he smirked nastily. Did he… did he… "Tell you the truth, I saw everything. James sent you home. And kissed you." "So? It does not mean anything. It could be that he likes me- as a good friend." Liar. There is more to it in that kissed I felt. "Really? So does all your friends kiss you like that? So it would not matter to you if I kissed you would it?" he came really close to me. "So it would not matter if I did this to you?" he pulled me and wrapped his arms around me. Forcefully, his lips smashed into mine. It was horrible, it did not feel as good as the last time. I could feel his anger in the kiss, or was it jealousy? When he broke away, I looked deep into his eyes searching for the answer. He sensed it and broke away from me. "I am not here to pick a fight with you. I am here to teach you the art of seducing." This is so weird. For one second, he is angry with me for being closer to James and the other, he wants me to be closer to James. Men!
Satan brought me to another room in my house. It was the library. It was not a large one, just a few rows of shelves and a few crystal tables around. "Since there is no work, James would most probably be spending most of his time in the library." "How would you know?" "I know." He answered as if I were an idiot. "Sit over there." I walked towards one of the tables and sat on the soft cushion seat. "This is how you do it."
He walked slowly, but gracefully as if he were gliding. His eyes locked on mine as he did so. I could feel his glowing red eyes burning into my gray ones. He smirked and sat in front of me. My heart did an unusual flip and started to beat faster. It was as if I were in some kind of trance when I looked into his eyes, cause I cannot break away from his stare. I almost gasp when he opened his mouth as his smooth deep voice seeped through, "Angel…" he bent forward and slowly crept over my hand that was on the table. I could feel the material of his black pants rubbing against my naked calf and stayed there, making me feel breathless. I never knew that such simple series of gestures like walking, sitting, calling me, and gently touching me would be so sexy. He bent in further and before his lips met mine, I felt the warmth of his breath as he said "Its your turn" before standing up and asking me to do the same. Urgh.
I walked a good distance from where I had sat a moment ago and is replaced by Satan and took a deep breath. "Relax, you always seem so tense." He chuckled. I suppressed the blushy feeling coming up and turned around to meet his eyes squarely. I looked deep into his dark shade of red eyes, his eyes were… wow… but I have to mask this feeling. I wore a smirk as I walked, swaying my hips ever so flirtatiously. What I did was all natural and it felt so new and… naughty. I sat down, not breaking the eye contact; Satan looked out-of-composure at first but soon regained it. I bit my bottom lip as I caressed his smooth hand. My feet rubbing his calf up and down, slightly messing up his pants. I bent forward, he was way tall, and so I had to lean forward a lot more and breathed sexily beside his ear "is this good enough for you?" I slowly caressed his cheeks as I made my way back to my own seat. Before my butt could comfortably fall on the soft cushion, Satan unsuspectingly…!