A/N: As promised, a Black Swan lewd~ Thanks to all who suggested ideas; I intend on writing many more Black Swan lewds in the future and near-future.

Also debating a non-smutty Firefly lewd, sort of an AU where Firefly doesn't die. Not sure if I'll go through with it since I've got so many other fics ongoing at the moment, but some light plot/hyper fluff might mend the wound Firefly left in so many folks. Thoughts?

Also, there'll be a Caelus x Firefly lewd on the 14th, so look forward to that too~

That said, do enjoy~

Deluge of Desire

Penacony. Land of dreams – and as it turns out, nightmares too.

What was supposed to be a simple vacation turned into anything but. Multifactional plots, demons hiding beneath the surface of the luxurious cityscapes, death itself made manifest – relaxation and joy was the last thing on Caelus's mind. Especially after what happened with Firefly.

Even now remembering it was a nigh-visible pain, his heart clenching in a way he hadn't felt before. Though they had only known each other for a few hours – a day at best – he had become so close to her that he felt a connection with her. One that had been firmly cut with the arrival of the macabre spirit.

In fact if it hadn't been for the arrival of a certain lavender-haired Memokeeper, they would've both perished long before that point. He supposed he should at least be grateful for the few extra moments they got to spend together because of it.

Caelus sighed, pressing down his emotions as best he could – they wouldn't help anyway. What's done is done and while there was a chance Firefly was still out there, that her death was only in the dream and not in reality, that was an investigation for tomorrow. It was late, and the 'bed' in his room in the Reverie had was looking decidedly enticing.

Thus within the quiet quarters of his room Caelus made his way over to the seashells-shaped dreampool, a soft sigh escaping the Trailblazer as he climbed inside and laid down. The water felt pleasantly warm yet oddly cool at the same time, as if his perception of it changed depending on what he specifically wanted. Whether that was the truth or not he didn't bother figuring out, simply laying down in the pool and breathing, his eyes easily fluttering shut as fatigue took hold.

And then he was off with the fairies.

Or so he assumed.

On some level he was conscious he had fallen asleep. The weight on his mind, the sluggishness of his eyelids, the gradual absence of thought... yet there was a slight stirring of consciousness. It was like water that rushed over the back of his head, slowly pushing him out of his pleasant daze, his brow scrunching and hastening the awareness.

When suddenly he heard a door creak.

He opened his eyes, staring up at the ceiling of his hotel room, but his mind was sluggish. He stirred, body stiff from sleep, but the motion immediately made him notice how... dry, his dreampool was. It was only when he lolled his head to the right and looked down that he realised his dreampool had been replaced by a curved sofa, his legs propped up on a footrest.

'What the...?' Caelus furrowed his brow as he shifted, his legs stiff but not so much he couldn't take them off of the stool.

''You're awake.'' The sudden voice though jerked him out of his daze, his eyes flitting over-

And his breath was stolen as he laid eyes on Black Swan, the Memokeeper. Equipped with a gently-amused smile and half-lidded eyes the lavender-haired woman struck a beautiful figure, and in that moment all his worries seemed to dissipate. He'd been a bit too frazzled at the time to really stop and appreciate it but Black Swan was a bombshell; one who left him feeling flustered just by looking at her.

Doubly so as she walked towards him, her gait slow yet graceful as she shrunk the distance, his eyes gluing themselves to those thick thighs of hers, wrapped up in silky pantyhose that just made them ever so irresistible. His eyes traced those glorious thighs further up along her hip and her narrow waist, her hourglass figure divine and her chest enough to make his pants feel tight, becoming little more than a mindless animal in heat, if only for a moment.

''Y-You...'' Caelus managed to murmur out.

A giggle answered him, short and airy, yet one that left him utterly bewitched. ''Indeed. Are you comfortable?''

Caelus blinked and murmured an agreement; his cheeks warming when she smiled. It was a beautiful expression and only made more so as Black Swan crossed the meagre distance between them – and then sat on his lap. The closeness stole the words from his throat, his face growing hot as he had a beautiful lady straddling him; acutely aware of the thighs that pressed into his and the cleavage one glimpse away.

He swallowed hard. ''Am I dreaming...?''

''Perhaps.'' Was her mirthful reply, her hands sliding up his shoulders. ''If this was the dreamscape, or a true dream... would that change things?''

Would it? Probably. If this was the dreamscape then he had questions as to why Black Swan was coming onto him – not that he was complaining. But if this was really a dream... then like hell he was going to do anything to push her away.

Black Swan tittered then as if reading his mind, her lips brushing against his own as she leaned against him – and this time Caelus didn't hesitate to glance down, getting an arousing view of her cleavage. Something his partner seemed all too aware of, her chuckle soft and seductive as she cradled his head, pulling him in and resting her chin on the top of his head. Incidentally putting his face closer to her bust.

''You seem tense.'' She whispered then. ''Let me help with that.''

Caelus murmured something that might've been a reply, feeling almost in a daze as he grabbed Black Swan's ass – fingers digging into her tight-fitting pantyhose and pulling her in closer. When she didn't scold him but instead tittered he only felt more emboldened, assured on some level this might well be a wet dream; further assured when Black Swan rocked her hips and grinded herself onto his crotch.

''I've barely even touched you and you're getting so excited?'' Black Swan teased, her lips grazing his ear – right before she planted a chaste kiss on it. ''You're too easy.''

A shudder danced down his neck. ''You're just too hot.''

''Oh? Do tell.'' Was her amused reply, spoken with the dreamy lilt that left him wanting to hear her speak even more.

He wanted to. Gods did he want to, but words simply weren't enough to describe her. The woman oozed sensuality in a way that drove him wild, his inhibitions falling away as he succumbed to her enticing charm. The sweet scent that clung to her was intoxicating and he pushed his face into her cleavage willingly, one hand clutching at the front of her dress as he all but motor-boated her, feeling her warmth against him.

His other hand though remained on her ass; caressing up to her lower back before gliding down to her thigh, unable to decide where to settle. Her wide hips, her gorgeous head-squishing thighs, her flat tummy or slim waist – he wanted to touch her everywhere, to become intimately familiar with every inch of skin and memorising it forevermore. A desire that led his hands up to her breasts, groping them through her dress.

Black Swan cooed at that, her lips touching his forehead in a kiss. He raised his head then and didn't hesitate, the distance between them null as he kissed the Memokeeper – and she reciprocated, a shudder roiling through him as she so elegantly connected their lips, her right hand stroking his cheek whilst her left went lower and lower, trailing down his stomach before palming his tenting crotch, the slightest of rubs enough to make him groan.

Relief was offered as she unzipped his pants for him, allowing his cock to spring out into the open. Those nimble, dexterous fingers of hers curled around it immediately like a snake coiling around its prey, her grip gentle yet still easily coaxing a moan out of Caelus – the noise muted as Black Swan's tongue invaded his mouth. He fought back with his own tongue, losing himself in her presence as her tongue wrestled against his own, the pair of them seemingly evenly matched.

The need to breathe soon drew Caelus back – and then he kissing her again. Black Swan hummed into it, kneading his cock slowly with her left hand, her pumps slow but making his cock ache in her grip. His own hands tugged on the straps of her dress, finally figuring out how to unclip the sections holding it up, causing the cups covering her breasts to fall slack.

''Oh my.'' Black Swan noted, sounding entirely unsurprised. ''Enjoying the view?''

Caelus replied by way of leaning in; taking her right nipple between his lips and sucking. A breathy moan answered him, so deep and womanly it made him suckle on her tit a little rougher, his teeth catching her perky bud and tugging it out a little until it sprung back, her boob jiggling from the rebound. Not that it stopped him from taking her other breast into his mouth, sucking on it too and dragged his tongue around her areola, the stimulation rewarded with more cock-strokes.

And damn if she wasn't good with her fingers, applying just the right amount of pressure to make him melt. Hell just having his face in her chest was a dream come true, his mind foggy from the dreamy expanse as she worked his cock, her tender caresses becoming more earnest jerks, forcing moans out of him.

'She's so hot...' Caelus dimly thought, hefting her breasts up in his hands so he could suck on them better. 'Her curves, her long legs, her big boobs, her pretty face...'

He could list her charm points for days, it felt like, and he didn't mind if he ended up going in circles. The more he thought of her the more Black Swan drove him insane; any rationality overpowered by senseless, mad need to just touch her. To caress her body, to kiss her flesh, to hear her enchanting voice and see her bewitching expressions. And as if sensing his thoughts Black Swan tittered, her cupping palm lifting his head until they could lock eyes; mirth shining in her gold ones.

Before she kissed him. He melted into it but alas it lasted only a few moments before she leaned back, the smooch almost chaste, and then she slid down his front. For a moment he didn't understand, his hands leaving her chest and left touching air... until the gears in his sleepy mind connected and understanding dawned.

Right as Black Swan took his cock between those plump, enchanting pink lips.

''Hng- ah...!''

She took him deep. From the tip right down the shaft to near the base only to suck her way back up again. He was already painfully erect from her handjob and being in her mouth felt like it would sent him over the edge, his cock potently throbbing in her hot wet mouth. Her lithe fingers curled around the very base of his cock to squeeze it as she worked, her head bobbing back-and-forth sensually, her lips a gentle, caressing force along his shaft.

The view he got only made it so much hotter. Her beautiful honeyed eyes peered up at him as she tilted her head slightly, accepting his manhood into her mouth patiently, making him wait that agonising half-second before her lips firmly pursed near the base of his cock – right before she sucked her way all the way back up, nearly popping her lips off of his tip before the process repeated itself, the lurid sucks and hums that escaped the woman burning themselves into his mind.

''Ahh, Black Swa- nn... mouth is so, hah, h-hot...!''

An amused hum answered him; the vibrations tickling his cock. He clutched at the cushions of the couch with a moan, not daring to take his eyes off of Black Swan lest she suddenly disappear, the prospect of this all being a dream terribly real. Yet it was a dream he immersed himself in wholeheartedly, excitement aching up his cock as the mysterious beauty blew him, his eyes running down past her face to peek at her ample bust.

Mirth narrowed her eyes as she hummed, and Caelus shuddered as she grabbed her own tits – lithe, glove-covered fingers sinking into her flesh and squishing her breasts for his viewing delight. She pushed her tits together or pinched her nipples, teasing herself even as she continued to envelop his cock between her lips, bobbing her head faster and feeding the aching need building within his shaft – every pulse, every throb pushing him closer to his end.

So it was almost a disappointment when she suddenly stopped; her lips popping off of the tip.

His misery was short-lived, however, as Black Swan sat up and leaned in – and then her marshmallowy tits were smothering his dick. The heavenly feeling made him stiffen, his cock throbbing and the tip gleaming with pre-cum from the sudden sensation, one that nearly pushed him over the edge. As if noticing that Black Swan tittered and leaned in, and he didn't even try to quench his trembling moan as she licked his tip; her hot wet tongue dragging itself over the slit before curling back for another attack, the sensation electric.

Doubly so when she took him into her mouth, able to suck on only the tip with the shaft currently smothered between her boobs. Yet while having her tits rub against his cock wasn't as intense as being in her mouth there was something so unfathomable hot about getting a titfuck that it drove Caelus wild; gasps jolting out of him as he bucked his hips and thrust up between her tits.

''So eager~'' Black Swan teased his tip with her voice; a lash of her tongue making him moan pitifully. ''Cum then. Release yourself in my mouth whenever you're ready.''

And then he was back inside of her mouth. The perfect pursing of her lips, the hot strokes of her tongue, the ticklish exhales of her breath and the sticky wetness of her spit, all of it combined for a truly ball-tensing experience, his orgasm rapidly nearing as she masterfully worked his cock and left him deprived of air, every gasp shorter than the last as he grabbed onto her shoulders, nearly hunching over Black Swan as she blew him-!

Until soon the dam broke, and with a gasp he came. White-hot pleasure shot up his cock and he moaned as he spilled it inside of the Memokeeper's mouth, feeling her lips suddenly purse just under the head as she kept his cock between her lips – every overpowering throb of his cock shooting another load into her mouth, one spurt leading into the next as he ceaselessly nutted, spilling it all onto her tongue.

It felt like a small eternity passed before clarity came back to him, and with a a moan he flopped back onto the seat, panting and shivering. A wet pop escaped his partner as Black Swan leaned back, one hand briefly wiping at her lips before flashing him a mirthful smile, not a speck of cum having leaked out.

She'd swallowed every last drop. The thought only made him harder.

''Hmhm, still so excited?'' Black Swan tittered enchantingly, rising to her feet – immediately reminding him of her attractive hips and thighs.

Then when he blinked, her leotard was gone. Not dissipated, not faded away, just gone – and in its absence there was nothing to hide her curvaceous figure besides her bodysuit, the skin-tight material reaching from her toes all the way to her ribs, ending just below her breasts. Her flat tummy earned his touch first, his palms sliding down her narrow waist as if bewitched, tracing her figure even as Black Swan eased herself onto his lap.

A titter – and then she was kissing him. It was a light kiss, chaste even, but one that left him craving even more. He stole another and she leaned back a little but he was hungry now, managing to claim her lips and earning an amused hum from his partner, no protests coming from her as he grabbed her nice ass and pulled her close. Acutely he felt her hands as they ran down between their bodies, clutching at the crotch seam of her bodysuit – before with a sudden tug, she ripped a hole in it; a single finger tucking her panties to one side.

He pulled back from the kiss and got a glimpse of her lavender underwear but no more before Black Swan pulled him close, his head in her chest once more. She caressed the back of his head and kept him there, her titter soft against his forehead as two fingers caught his cock and guided him close – anticipation sparked within him as he realised what she was planning. That anticipation only built and built as he felt his tip graze the soft flesh of her thigh, soon touching her sex, the tip gently rubbing up against her womanhood but never penetrating; the denial enough to make him whine pitiably.

Another soft, dreamy titter. ''Oh alright then.''

Black Swan lifted herself the tiniest bit – and then she was lowering herself down onto him. Caelus clutched onto her ass with both hands, a groan forced out of him as he felt how hot and snug her pussy felt, the clasping hotness of her insides unlike anything he had ever felt prior to that moment. The unadulterated moan Black Swan let out only fed his wild desires, his mind temporarily bereft of thought as she impaled herself onto his erection bit by bit.

Only when most of him was inside did she slow, her knees digging into the couch as she eased herself back up, before soon dropping right back down. Caelus though could only hold onto his partner and groan through pursed lips, his whole body tense as the beautiful woman rode him, his fingers sinking into her curvy rear or thick thighs, just keeping her close so she wouldn't disappear.

''Hmhm...'' Black Swan tittered softly, a finger lifting his chin. ''Don't be shy now... this is only a dream, after all.''

Then her lips were connecting with his. Caelus groaned and reciprocated wholeheartedly, making out with her messily but earnestly, not caring if he made a fool of himself in that moment. The curvy Memokeeper just cooed into the kiss and played along, not an iota of protest escaping her as his hands came back to fondle her tits, squishing and groping her with ravenous want – and she moaned as h bucked his hips up, thrusting himself into her quivering quim.

The tightness that clamped around him only encouraged Caelus to do it again, then again and again – every thrust sending a thunderbolt of bliss down his cock. Breaking away from the kiss he leaned back, one hand catching the back of the couch just so he could propel his hips up more, thrusting himself into the sexy Memokeeper – her husky moans a blessing on his ears. The slight, amused curl of her lips only turned him on more, some part of him wanting to fuck the smug out of her.

Again it was like she read his mind – her smirk broadening and a mirthful titter escaping her. Groaning Caelus closed the distance and kissed her again, their locking lips doing a poor job of muffling his moans, the sounds escaping even as she grinded herself down onto his cock. The moment they broke off the kiss Black Swan went right back to riding him, her flesh slapping with his and her moans ringing out, her insides tightening around him like the most blissful of vices.

''I wanna cum.'' Caelus panted out, groaning as her loin, so wet and sticky, clasped around his cock. ''I wanna cum inside...!''

''Hmhm, then go ahead~'' Was Black Swan's amused reply.

The fact she was unashamedly giving him permission to bust a nut in her only made Caelus thrust more; pitiful moans escaping the grey-haired Trailblazer as he slammed himself up into Black Swan. The sensual woman moaned approvingly, her voice hitting notes that engrained themselves into his mind as did the sopping hotness coiling around his cock, her insides so good he couldn't hold on-!

Pleasure shook through him, his muscles tensed, and with a euphoric grunt Caelus creampied Black Swan. He held her hips in a clumsy, feverish grip, yanking her hips down and grinding himself against her as he spilled his cum inside of her – gush after gush of it squeezed from his cock by her tightness. Made all the better when Black Swan moaned so erotically, her hips rolling and grinding herself onto him, milking him for all his seed.

Shuddering at the sensation Caelus loosened his hold little by little as the tension sept from his form, before with a moan he just outright collapse against the back of the couch, left panting from the force of his orgasm. Black Swan cooed at that, reclining and resting one hand on his stomach, her mirthful eyes locked onto his – but the way she panted for breath hinted that she wasn't as unphased as she tried to feign.

''Mm...'' Black Swan moaned lightly as she lifted herself up, his cock sliding out of her until the tip sprung free, allowing a deluge of cum to dribble out. ''So much~ Clearly you're still terribly pent up.''

Caelus didn't think, didn't stop to catch his breath. Instead with ravenous lust he lurched up and caught the topless Memokeeper by her hips and flipped their positions, her surprised yelp endearing as he pinned her down onto the couch, getting between her legs and pressing his cock against her sex, three thrusts grinding their privates together, the friction exciting – and then he got it inside of her.

''Ah!'' Black Swan cried out, true surprise in her tone. ''Cae- mmph!''

A kiss silenced her and within moments Black Swan relaxed into it, regaining some measure of sensuality as she cupped his cheeks and kissed him back – moaning unashamedly into his mouth as he started to thrust. Sensitive from his last orgasm he didn't dare take things slow and build up from there – no, he went to town on her from the very start, his thrusts gaining momentum until he was ploughing the teasing Memokeeper into the couch cushions, the lurid slap of flesh echoing throughout the dreamy bedroom around them.

Caelus didn't pay any attention to it though. No his eyes remained solely on Black Swan as he drew back from the kiss, his hips propelled forth and ruthlessly driving his cock into her tight cunt, unable to get enough of how her body squeezed him. Hell just stuffing himself into her, of their bodies becoming one, was a euphoria he clung onto wholeheartedly – losing himself in the new experience before him and pounding himself into Black Swan as a result.

''Mm! S-So eager-!'' A moan interrupted Black Swan's tease, her back arching and unintentionally emphasising her breasts.

Breasts he groped; both hands getting a greedy handful of her soft melons, unable to stop fondling her – his thumbs brushing over her nipples when they could, eliciting even more entrancing noises out of his partner. His hands though soon abandoned her boobs and clutched onto her sides instead, holding her steady as he rammed into her pussy with reckless abandon, simply jamming himself into her tight hole like an animal in heat.

And Black Swan loved it, the notes she reached only affirming that and encouraging him to keep at it. Like a beast in heat he slammed his cock into her, tip kissing her cervix no doubt as he hilted in the curvaceous woman. In his fevered state he didn't think of anything but shoving his cock into her, the dreamlike surroundings only fuelling his need to cum inside of her, to use this lewd dream to its fullest while it lasted, fully aware it would end sooner or later.

Releasing a ragged breath Caelus pushed himself atop Black Swan, his flesh touching hers, his hands slipping under her as he tucked his face into her neck; groaning senselessly into it as he hilted in her tightening pussy, her insides so sticky and wet it was impossible to not thrust into her. The seizing snugness threatened to make him bust at any moment, aided when Black Swan locked her legs around him, her right heel digging into his thigh whilst her left pressed into his ass, refusing to let him pull out.

''Inside.'' The seductress gasped out, nails digging into his back. ''Let it all out...!''

He sought to comply, his cock aching with need as he drove it into her sopping heat, his key to her lock – when one thrust proved too many and Caelus came undone, gasping into her neck as he came. Black Swan cried out, her beautiful voice engraining itself into his mind as he spilled his seed within her, pressing himself into her as much as humanly possible as he just came and nothing else, losing his mind for a moment.

What felt like a small eternity passed before any semblance of sense came back to him, and with a groan Caelus went slack atop her, panting and shivering in the afterglow of his orgasm. The fingers that once scratched at his back now went to his hair, stroking through it soothingly and easily lulling the Trailblazer into a daze, his eyes heavy as his cock went soft.

''There there.'' Black Swan cooed into his ear, a little titter tickling it. ''Do you feel better now?''

''Mmhm...'' Caelus senselessly hummed back, his mind feeling heavy – so heavy he couldn't formulate words.

Black Swan just held him close. ''Don't think, just rest~''

Caelus didn't resist her words, letting his eyes shut and feeling her tits against his chest, the pleasant sensation lulling him to sleep-

And then he woke up in the dreampool.

''...huh...?'' Blinking Caelus looked about slowly, his neck stiff. ''What was...''

The room was empty aside from him and just how he left it; the only thing that changed being the clock hands, telling him he'd been asleep for a little over seven hours.

''...was it all just a dream...?''

When he later confronted Black Swan and she showed no signs of being involved, he decided it must've been.

But he couldn't help but hold onto the notion that the beautiful fortune-teller had been far more involved in the dream than she let on.

[END]