When he was sure the demon was gone Michael jogged over to April's side and kneeled beside her.
"April!" he called out, shaking her shoulders a little. "April, wake up."
April moaned and began to stir.
She slowly sat up and looked at Michael. "Are they gone?"
"Yes," Michael said, and then continued, his voice filled with anger. "What the hell were you thinking?"
"I saved your life," April said defensively.
"No, you almost got yourself killed," Michael retorted. "That's what happened."
Michael then cupped April's chin in his right hand to keep her still while he examined her face for injuries.
"I'm fine," April told him.
Michael froze as their eyes met and he could hear April's breath hitch.
In that moment Michael felt all of his affection for April come forth from within him with more intensity than ever before.
He was going to stand, so he could break the spell that had been cast upon him, but he discovered that he couldn't. He was too tired, too tired of fighting his feelings. Truth was he didn't want to anymore.
Michael guided April's head towards his and pressed his lips against hers, moving them urgently.
The power and the need behind the kiss left April gasping for air when they parted. She stared up at him, shocked by what had just happened.
Michael slowly pulled her up onto her feet and leaned in to kiss her again, the intensity still strong.
He then hooked his left arm around April's waist and pulled her near, until their bodies were so close he could feel the heat radiating off her body. He could hear his heart suddenly start pounding.
When they separated to take a breather April searched Michael's expression for anything that could tell her what he was thinking but found it, as usual, hard to read.
"Are you sure about this?" she questioned.
At first Michael, reeling from their last kiss, wasn't sure why she'd ask that, but it dawned on him soon enough.
They were acting on their feelings, and while he didn't know much about the next step in human intimacy, it would seal his fate. If he continued on he'd never be an angel again. His wings would be lost forever. April was giving him a chance to back off before it was too late.
Studying April's face though, Michael realized he didn't care anymore. He wanted April; that was all that mattered to him now.
Michael nodded.
"I'm sure. I…" he paused trying to think of the word the humans used to explain the care they had for their family and mates. "I love you, April. Nothing else matters to me more than you do."
April smiled, touched by the words. "I love you too."
She leaned against Michael and gave him a deep kiss that was filled with passion.
When it ended she grabbed Michael's arm and led him away from the spot she'd fallen, towards the closet Toby was trapped in. After releasing the dog April tugged Michael towards the stairs, kissing him at the bottom before they scaled it.
At the top Michael immediately pressed April against the wall, that sensation in the pit of his stomach growing stronger and stronger.
April could see the lust in his eyes as he moved his lips roughly against hers and heard a moan of pleasure slip out of his mouth.
She closed her eyes in reaction to the sound and the quiver it caused within her.
The intertwined couple then scrambled into April's bedroom and April shut the door quickly behind them so Toby wouldn't follow.
As April tugged Michael towards her bed he became hesitant.
"I…I don't know much about this," he admitted sheepishly.
April smiled. "I'll teach you then."
She slipped her hand under his shirt and began rolling it up.
Michael helped her get it over his head and let the garment drop to the floor.
April then took a step closer to him and used one finger to trace the fading scar on Michael's chest. The one from their first hunt together, the one that would never completely heal and always be a reminder of that day. She found that she was fond of it, and April lowered her head to kiss it before taking off her own shirt.
Michael stood still, observing April's every move, studying her like he was trying to memorize every inch of her newly uncovered skin.
April unbuttoned her jeans, pushed them down to the floor, and kicked them aside, before gesturing to Michael to do the same.
Michael complied, and the two kept removing their clothes until there was none left.
April placed her hands on Michael's wide chest and pushed him to a sit on her bed before crawling onto it to sit beside him. When April was sitting she tilted her head up and kissed Michael again. He closed his eyes tightly, savoring the moment, savoring her taste.
During the kiss they slowly fell backwards to lie down on the mattress. When they were both lying flat on their backs April rolled over so that she was on top of Michael, her hands resting on either side of his chest.
April began kissing his neck, making him gasp. Michael wrapped his arms tightly around her and caught his hands in her long hair. He was so overwhelmed by the sensations he felt that he shook.
April's upper teeth suddenly glazed his skin and he groaned as he stiffened. The ache that had begun forming within him at the beginning of their courtship grew impossibly stronger. The more intense it became the more Michael was. His kisses became so strong and long that April could hardly get any air.
She finally rolled her hips towards Michael and he felt himself enter her. They both gasped at the connection.
Michael immediately searched for April's lips, taking them with his before she copied the action she had done previously, and then again, only a few seconds later. At first she gradually picked up the pace but at a certain point the pressure in her and Michael started to become intense and she felt the need to speed up more. Faster and faster and faster, which only caused it to build up more.
Sweat pored off the couple's foreheads and their heartbeats thrummed quicker with every movement they made. Then, just when Michael thought he'd burst, he had a sudden release and a satisfying bliss washed over him.
When it was over April slowly slid off Michael, panting in his ear, "Your turn".
Michael nodded and got onto his knees above her. He slowly ran his right hand along the side of April's corresponding arm, giving her goosebumps, before eagerly slipping into her. He wanted so badly to experience whatever had happened to him before once more.
Thrusting towards her repeatedly, Michael was lost in the pleasurable sensations being like this with April brought. He wished these moments could last a lifetime, but knew that sadly they wouldn't.
As the pressure became strong again Michael began to kiss April's neck while still moving and she found that she couldn't contain herself any longer. He was overwhelming her.
April moaned loudly as she struggled to breathe.
She joined Michael in the motion and the coils in his belly tightened faster than it had before as their love making reached new heights.
Michael groaned, tucking his chin to his chest as he thrusted into April with all his might. With another deep thrust he grunted, and more sweat dripped from his forehead. Michael didn't know how much longer he was going to be able to hold on. The sounds that slipped out of April's mouth didn't help. She was making him lose it.
Then April hissed "Oh yes, Michael, yes..." as Michael hit her in just the right spot. When she did they both found themselves letting go, one after the other.
This time they went limp, all their energy drained.
Michael dropped down to the bed beside April and pulled her close as they both struggled to regulate their breathing.
When they had finally caught their breath April flipped a blanket over them and gave Michael one last deep kiss.
"That was amazing," she sighed happily.
Michael could only agree before April rested her head on his shoulder and his eyes became heavy.
It didn't take long for either of them to fall asleep.