Alright, before you read, towards the end of this chapter, it gets a little steaming. Just a fair warning.
Swept Away
After their kiss, Crowley promised he'd make love to her as soon as he was feeling up to it, which made her smile. However, he asked that she lay down with him, once again making her smile. Rowan laid down behind him, wrapping an arm around him, gently stroking his chest. He showed his appreciation by placing his hand on hers, entwining his fingers with hers.
Spooning sounded incredibly stupid, but Rowan felt good to nuzzle her face in his neck.
Crowley continued to rest for a couple of hours and when he no longer piped up to make small talk, she was certain that he was sleeping. It was then that she reminded herself that, even as a Goddess, she had to sleep to regain her strength when she had been pushed too far.
After a few minutes, her iPad simply appeared behind her, chiming with a notification. Rowan cautiously slid her hand out from under his, slowly sitting up on the bed, grabbing her iPad. There were indeed some notifications; about a couple hundred souls waiting for her sign of approval. She was able to look at their profiles and approve the level her Draugar had chosen for the souls with decent speed.
There were a couple deserving of Hell; one was a rapist who had killed three women and the other was a sadistic husband, shot by his wife. Crowley was going to be happy to know a couple more souls had been sent to Hell.
Then, Rowan had a message from Bjarni.
Okay, so maybe some extra help would be nice. But I don't see who you're going to get.
Rowan smiled slightly, but she knew that was going to be a little problem. The souls seemed pretty happy in Helheim and she doubted any of them would give that up to serve the very place that made them happy. Well, that would be true for the souls in the upper levels. Those in the lower levels probably would volunteer to be draugr just to get out of their Groundhog Day experience. However, those probably wouldn't be good draugar.
She didn't want to think about it. So far, they were doing well; she was able to have the souls sorted and placed without being in the Underworld. She needed this vacation with Crowley and he did too.
She glanced over at him, certain he was asleep, and decided to get down to some research.
Rowan opened Safari and began typing in lingerie. She was going to find the perfect one for Crowley. The last they had intercourse, he ripped her dress, complaining that she didn't show enough skin. So, this time she was opting for something very revealing.
A lot of it was merely underwear and bras turned up a notch to super sexy. Rowan was looking for something a bit more elegant and sexy. Then, she was beginning to find just the right stuff.
She found a see-through detailed, classic black kimono robe stopping at the knee. It had a scalloped lace trim along the bust line with carried to the back in a low v-cut, showing a lot of cleavage. The sheer floral lace bodice and elaborate sleeves were very feminine with a black satin ribbon tie at the front. Even with a ribbon tie, it was very much open and it being transparent left nothing to the imagination.
With this robe came only a matching black g-string. There was no bra, leaving her breasts exposed under the transparent robe. She would simply let her hair fall over her shoulders, which isn't long enough to hide her breasts.
Perfect.
Rowan placed her iPad beside her on the bed and waved her hands over her body, changing her black lace dress to the sexy lingerie she wanted to wear. In seconds, she was wearing it, looking down at the g-string that Crowley would be able to snap off her body with just a one-finger pull. The robe was a nice sheer material and it really didn't hide anything. She loved the sleeves, which made her feel like a sexy Queen of the Underworld.
Perfect.
She glanced over at Crowley, still sleeping, and then picked up her iPad, a few more souls to look over. When that was done, Rowan downloaded some games, like Candy Crush and Angry Bird to pass the time. She kept glancing over at Crowley, hoping that he'd soon wake up; waiting for him in the lingerie wasn't helping. She was feeling… edgy.
Rowan dove into her games, letting herself get distracted. She couldn't stop thinking about sleeping with Crowley and when she tried not to think about it, she was trying not to think about recruiting more help, forming more draugar.
However, she discovered one thing: it was nearly impossible to play her game apps with the souls entering the Underworld. She never could get a break. As soon as she had seen the profiles, she approved the level and knew her Draugar were escorting them to their final destination. Then she had another message from Bjarni.
I thought you were on vacation?
Rowan replied.
Crowley used most of his energy building me a house. He's currently sleeping.
She stared at the bubbles of their conversation, then saw that Bjarni was about to reply.
And you're working?
Rowan smiled and replied again.
I was playing Candy Crush, hard to do when over six thousand people die per hour.
Bjarni's reply was simply a smiley face. What was that suppose to mean? That she found it funny? When their conversation had gone quiet for about a minute, Bjarni typed another message.
Well, we appreciate you taking the time to approve the suggested levels.
With a little smirk, Rowan entered a smiley face in response.
And that had been the end of their conversation.
"Are you seriously working?" Crowley asked, nearly in a grumble. By the sound of his voice, he had been sleeping and had just woken up.
"Yes, because over six thousand people die per hour and while you rest, I can make sure they get placed." She replied and he gave some sort of snorting in response. "What does that mean?" she asked, imitating the noise he had made.
"I was low on fumes, Chickadee." He replied and she let out a soft laugh.
"I know, don't get defensive, Devil Muffin. It's just that the entrance to our Underworld only holds one hundred chairs and I only have four helpers." She replied and as he pushed his upper body up, turning in the process, he stopped when he saw her bare legs. Crowley turned some more, looking up her legs to the see-through robe around her bodice that revealed the only thing she was wearing was a g-string.
He looked up her body, up to her face where she was watching him with a smile and seduction in her eyes.
"Someone missed me." he said and her smile grew, especially when he quickly kissed her, taking the iPad out of her hands and tossing it down on the rug beside the bed. He quickly shifted, breaking their kiss and gripping her legs, pulling her down the bed so her head could fall on the pillow she was using for her back. Crowley brought her left leg around him, so he was in between her legs, looking down at her with a dark seductive grin.
His eyes dropped to her lingerie, his grin broadening.
"Now that's more like it." he said, meeting her eyes as he came in for another kiss, his hands on her legs, going up her thighs to her hips, to the ribbon that kept her robe closed. Rowan gently pushed him back, breaking their kiss and grinned at him.
"I seem to remember that I too wanted you to lose the clothing." She said with a smirk, letting her fingers get to work on loosening his tie.
"Would you like some help with that?" he asked her and she grinned, looking up into those dark eyes.
"Never did before." She replied, seeing the gray glow of her eyes reflecting in his dark eyes.
Rowan undid his tie and tossed it on the floor, probably next to her iPad. She unbuttoned his shirts, opening it up to feel his chest. Not exactly the physique of a body builder, but she didn't care. He fucked her really good last time and that was all she wanted. Crowley rolled his shoulders, pulling off his suit jacket and his shirt while Rowan undid his belt, the button and the zipper of his pants.
The rest was up to him. Rowan watched as he slipped off the bed, letting his pants fall to the floor. She bit her lower lip and placed her hands under her head, closing her legs. When he came back on the bed, she opened her legs for him, welcoming him back. Crowley pressed his body hard against his as he came back for another kiss. Rowan wrapped her arms around his neck, their kiss hard and hungry.
They were both eager for this moment.
His hands resumed their attempt at untying the satin ribbon of her transparent robe and when it was open, broke from their kiss so he could look at her body.
"Exquisite." He said, lowering himself to her body, kissing her sternum, then going to her right breast as his hand rubbed the other. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan along with a smile; one hand tenderly stroking his arm while the other combed through his hair. When she opened her eyes, looking down at him, she met his dark lustful eyes as he gave her nipple a slight suckle, the corners of his lips twitching up into a grin.
"You going to play around before we play around?" she asked with a grin of her own. He licked her breast and then looked at her so casually.
"Yes." He said and came back up to her, giving her a passionate kiss while his hand was still on her left breast, giving it a squeeze. Rowan raked her nails across his shoulder blades as allowed him to push his tongue into her mouth. Their kiss was hot and passionate, keeping them both eager to skip the playing and get straight to the screwing.
Crowley hooked his index finger in her g-string and, as predicted, gave it a harsh tug where it snapped. He tugged again on the other side, snapping it, and then tore it off her body, throwing it behind him. He locked his eyes with hers, a sinister grin on his face, saying that he had enjoyed that, as short lived as it had been.
He wrapped an arm around her and brought her close to him, pressed up against his body. Crowley turned onto his back and lay there, smiling up at her. Rowan grinned, getting the hint, and sat up, straddling him. He looked at her body, his hands unable to stay away from the curves of her body and the voluminous boobs on her chest.
As Crowley fondled her chest, she thrust her pelvis against him, teasing him. His penis was already erected, but it was now hard with her teasing. His dark eyes narrowed as he met her eyes, making her let out a little laugh. She arched back, pointing her chest out as she ran her hands through her hair.
He sat up, holding her tightly in his arms as he buried his face in her chest, which made her laugh again.
"Oh, Crowley; looks like you missed me." she said and ran her fingers through his hair. When his eyes looked up at her, she could see the wrinkles by his eyes, suggesting that he was smiling. Heck, she could even feel that smile on the skin between her breasts.
"You missed me more." He replied, his hot breath on her skin, then his hot moist tongue, going over her right breast.
"I can see you really love my breasts." She said, getting his full attention. He looked up at her with a devious grin, tilting his head to the side.
"I love everything about you, Chickadee." He replied and she smirked, especially when his hands slowly went down to her ass, his hands taking her cheeks and squeezing them lightly. Rowan gave him a quick kiss, her hands going down to his shoulders, and when she broke away, gently pushed him down, grinning seductively at him.
Rowan thrust against his hard penis, not even guiding it within her; he rubbed against her clit, getting her wet with anticipation. She simply arched her pelvis back and then brought it forward where his penis pushed passed and entered her vagina.
She continued to thrust back and forth, closing her eyes as she felt him inside her, penetrating her and making every nerve feel like they were electrifying her senses. She could hear Crowley letting satisfied grunts erupt in his throat as his hands stroked her firm thighs as her muscles were well flexed, giving her thrusts all the strength she could muster into giving them both some well earned satisfaction.
Rowan opened her eyes and looked down at Crowley, meeting his dark eyes. They simply stared at each other as her pelvis movements were slowly gaining momentum and fierce aggression. The little bit of pain that sparked through her like electricity didn't slow her down; it only made her hungry for more.
She viciously jerked back and forth against Crowley, making him grunt louder. Her murmured moans grew louder as his hands gripped her hips, working with her pelvis in motion. Their eyes remained locked together, never breaking contact, much like their lower halves. No words were spoken. None were needed.
Rowan continued to thrust well until she had reached her climax, where she threw her head back and let out a very much fulfilled moan, her thrusting slowing down, Crowley's hands gently going up to her waist. She brought her head back, her eyes glowing, and met his eyes as his lips gave her sternum, that spot between her breasts, a tender kiss.
"Fucking exquisite." He mumbled in between kisses. Rowan wrapped her arms around his shoulders, tilting her head, resting her cheek on his head.
She tightened her vagina around his penis, as if to say that she didn't want him out of her; she wanted to stay as they were for a moment longer.
"Worth the wait." She said, feeling a little chuckle against her rib cage. She raised her head and he pulled back, enough so that they could stare into each other's eyes. "I'm so glad I opened that dungeon door." Rowan said, referring to the first time they met.
"It took quite a bit of effort on my part." He said, making her smile. She stroked his cheeks and lowered her lips to his. It nearly made a kink in her neck, but she wasn't too concerned. She leaned back, but Crowley wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her down as he lay back on the bed, her body atop of his. There was a slight grin on his lips, but there was a smile in his dark eyes.
"I was adamant about not trusting you." Rowan said with a bright smile.
"So much for that." Crowley replied, his grin broadening.
"Yeah, it was me I shouldn't have trusted, not with you bound to that chair. Who knew I'd find that so kinky." She said and he stroked her cheek as her hair fell over like a curtain, blocking out the light so he could look into her glowing eyes.
"Believe me, I noticed." He replied, getting a slight laugh out of her.
"I knew the second I walked into my bedroom in the bunker. I knew there was something hidden and I was taken by you the very second I laid eyes on you." Rowan said and Crowley's grin widened, revealing his devious content.
"You were actually taken the second I put you on the kitchen counter." He replied, making her laugh, referring to when she had released him from the dungeon in what she thought had been a dream.
"No, way before that." She said with a grin and a spark of mischief in her eyes.
"Oh?" he asked and she leaned down, her lips almost touching his.
"When we made that deal and sealed it with a kiss. Like this." Rowan said and kissed him softly, trying to imitate their first kiss. She remembered it well and, apparently, so did he. It was like reliving their first kiss, only this time, if she got too frisky or handsy, she wouldn't stop herself and Crowley sure as Hell wouldn't either.
Rowan pulled back and stared into his dark eyes with a warm smile.
"Best deal I ever made." Crowley said and watched with curiosity as she sat back up into her straddling position, only to finally release Crowley from her tight grip, and lay down beside him. Rowan curled up as he wrapped an arm around her, his lips to her forehead.
"This vacation is sublime." She said, resting her head on his shoulder as she caressed his chest lightly. "How about we do that again in a few minutes?" Rowan asked, looking up at Crowley with a smile. He only grinned in response as he slipped his free hand under his head, a dark glimmer in his eyes.