Note: Explicit Sexual Content

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Back in the bedroom, Angel woke from a deep, restful sleep and peered behind him at the empty space in the bed. Thinking Charlie had risen earlier and left him to rest in peace, he rolled back on his side and nestled his head into the soft pillow, closing his eyes. A moment later, a soft flash of light illuminated the room and startled Angel. He opened his eyes and felt a presence behind him. Turning his head, he found Charlie sitting there in the bed, her wings furling down and tucking away.

"Hey." Angel softly said, figuring he must have dozed off, and she'd returned as he'd slept.

Charlie nestled herself against him, careful to tuck her amulet out of the way, lest she poke him with it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's okay." Angel smiled as she caressed his chest from behind.

"Did you sleep okay?" Charlie rubbed her nose against his back, feeling how firm and muscular it felt, and felt her loins react.

"The best sleep I've had in years." Angel admitted it, followed by a loud yawn.

"Sounds like you could use some more." Charlie giggled. A mix of relief from listening to Angel's strength in his voice and the euphoria of her morning flight made her feel so light. She would have to do that again. A lot!

There was a moment of silence. Charlie was about to speak up, when Angel's firm voice responded, "No." Angel turned his body to face Charlie, "I've slept on us long enough."

His words startled and warmed her all at the same time. "An…Kevin?"

He moved in a soft but sudden way, and Charlie felt his hands grab her wrists as he positioned himself on top of her. His grip was firm, possessive, but comfortable as she felt her body press into the bed. Her hungry eyes met his, which were filled with so many different emotions at once: love, lust, fear, pleading, and even a hint of shyness. His grip told her she was his, but his eyes still asked permission.

Oh, yes. Now! In answer, Charlie spread her legs, not slightly but as wide as she could with her feet tangled in the sheets, and she felt him grunt as his hips met the inside of her thighs. She felt him, thick and full, press against her. Her mind grinned, realizing he had a lot to give her, and the redness in her cheeks flushed deeper.

Kevin's eyes widened subtly by her sudden movement and the moment their bodies intimately touched, he subconsciously began to move, rubbing himself against her. It was just the motions of the moment, but his voice came out, short of breath but full of lust: "Charlie."

She felt him grind against her repeatedly, going through the motions of making love yet with his underwear and her nightgown playing obstacles against joining. "Kevin." Charlie whispered with a level of lust that matched—no! surpassed his. "Don't stop."

His eyes fixed on her face, and Charlie's eyes seemed to twinkle as she shared a coy smile with him. Suddenly, the couple gasped loudly, and Kevin felt wet heat wrap around his shaft. At the same instant, Charlie let out a hot breath as she felt him invade her to depths she didn't know her body could take.

Despite her request, Kevin did stop. He looked down between them, surprised to see they were now naked, the barrier of clothing gone with only Charlie's amulet nestled between the cleft of her breasts, and they were joined together completely. He looked up into his lover's face, and she smirked. "Conjuring works both ways, my love."

"Warn me next time?" Kevin grunted with a warm smile, feeling her clench herself on him.

"No." Charlie's voice was pure sex, teasing him, and she lifted her knees to wrap her ankles behind Kevin and prompt him to continue. Little prompt was needed, and Kevin thrust deep into Charlie with the love, lust, and desire both had been craving forever. Their movements were synchronized as if they'd been together for centuries. Kevin released his grip on Charlie's wrists to find purchase on the bed to lift himself up in a slightly different position. Charlie gasped as she felt his thick shaft, seemingly throbbing with a heartbeat of it's own, discover new depths inside her. Wherever it was that his cock had invaded, it sparked her pussy to excitedly react, causing her to shake in wave after wave of micro-orgasms.

Her eyes drifted up to Kevin's face, watching his eyes open and close, lost in the sensations, and she reached one hand up to caress his face, resting his cheek in the palm of her hand. She felt his lips move to take her thumb and suck on the tip of it, which elicited a jerk in her lower regions and the release of another micro. Charlie's breath was speeding up, but shorter, as the tide kept rising, threatening to crash one enormous release and take her over the edge in ways she could never imagine. She let her body meld into his, her ankles impressing upon his back, telling him to move faster.

Despite the intensity of their moment, Charlie's mind recalled that it was not even twelve hours before that she had held his cold, dying body in her arms, on the brink of losing him forever, and now he was here, with her, in her, the way she had dreamed for months. The shock hit her and Charlie burst into tears.

"Charlie?" Kevin stopped dead. He saw Charlie's face contort in fear, anguish, and despair, and he panicked, but he couldn't escape her as he felt her arms reach up, wrap around him, and pull him down onto her. "Charlie!"

"Kevin!" Charlie pulled his face to hers, and with tears streaming down her face, she kissed him hard and deep. He felt her hands hold him with demon strength, and even as he felt his erection begin to ebb, her loins squeezed tight, as if commanding him to stay as he was. When the kiss was released, she looked at him deeply. "I'm sorry. I'm so-so sorry. I had a flashback to last night. I almost lost you. I almost lost you, my Angel. And then I saw you above me. Mine! All mine, and I broke. I'm so sorry!"

It took a moment for her words to sink in, but when they did, Kevin brushed some stray hairs off Charlie's face. "No. No, princess." Kevin kissed her repeatedly, "Don't apologize. I thought I'd lost you, too. When I felt you next to me, just now, I realized we'd wasted so much time. I couldn't stop myself. I needed to make you mine, too."

Charlie bit her lip and nodded, elated that he wanted her so badly to just take her as he wanted. She felt her emotional and mental pain fade and other, more important sensations take over. She felt Kevin's lips come down and kiss the wet tears that coated her warm, red cheeks. "I just thought I'd hurt you somehow." Kevin whispered against her ear.

Charlie's body tensed in pleasure at the unexpected sensation, and she sniffled and giggled at the same time, and playfully teased. "It hurt a little when the clothes went away."

Kevin lifted his face to meet hers, concern now replacing his lust.

Charlie shared her bedroom eyes with him and said in a low, sensual, somewhat dirty voice, "Please hurt me some more. I need all of you. Now."

"Charlie…" Kevin's voice was tentative

Charlie hated that she'd broken down, but his concern and hesitation filled her heart with pure joy, knowing how much he really loved her. But his hesitation also frustrated her just a tiny bit. She needed him to understand, in no uncertain terms, that she needed him to take her, now. To drive home the words she was about to speak, even as her heart fluttered in shyness, Charlie let her demon eyes flicker behind her soft yellow ones and growled with demand, "Fuck me!"

Worry was booted by lust, and Kevin obeyed. Lifting himself until he had nearly left her, he plunged firmly all the way, and Charlie felt his balls slap against her inner thighs. Her gasps of pleasure erupted past half parted lips, her tongue pressed against her inner cheek and her eyes rolled back in her head. Yes, oh fuck yes! Kevin's inside me!

It seemed that not only had she healed him, but given him unbound energy, and he repaid her in kind. He moved in different ways, eliciting new sensations with each change and Charlie's head pushed the pillow away and lulled back on the mattress, a dreamy look of heaven washing over her features. Then, he ground against her, less thrusting and more the movement of his hips, grinding in a somewhat circular motion. He did not want to leave her, not one bit.

Charlie gasped, delighted in the mix of pleasure and pressure of him against her. Kevin was so perfect inside her. Grinding turned back to thrusts, then to longer thrusts. Their love making drove Charlie into the mattress, and Kevin's breath was getting even shorter. She felt him fill her, leave her, fill her, leave her, quicker, faster… and oh, so much harder that it brought about that which she had been aching for for months and months; the crashing wave of her first full orgasm caused her eyes to glow red, her canine teeth to sharpen just slightly, and her voice to growl low with pure sexual release.

"Oooooohhhhhh GOD! Keeeeeeevvvviiiiiiiiiinnnnn!"

Kevin felt her pussy grip him, pulling him in and demanding that he join her in her celebration. However, he had other ideas. As she fell from the intense height of her release, Charlie felt Kevin's hands go around her back and lift her up and over, and suddenly she found herself on top of him. She looked down in surprise at a grinning Kevin, who licked his lips, and said in a husky voice, "My turn."

Charlie immediately understood the assignment. Excitedly, she pressed her palms against his smooth chest and noticed something surprising, and her heart fluttered again, but sharing it would wait. Lifting her hips up, Charlie took over the delightful task of fucking her lover. Now, as her orgasm flushed her insides, she was going to use her body to bring forth his own release, one she wanted to find its home inside her.

Kevin was now able to catch his breath as he watched Charlie rise and fall above him, and he reached up to take hold of her breasts. He felt their shape, how firm they were in his hands, and how perfect they were now that he was able to see them in full. He glided his hands all over her perfectly shaped C-sized tits, brushing against her amulet that bounced along her firm mounds. Her nipples were swollen and poked between his roaming fingers. He pinched them, which elicited a low growl of pleasure from Charlie's lips and a squeeze on him with her lower lips. Kevin lost himself in watching her move; her whole body was art, as if sculpted by the heavens themselves.

A second tidal wave of release was approaching inside her, enticing Charlie to move faster. She lifted her hips and brought herself down onto him over and over, letting his hands on her tits keep her from falling down on him. She wanted her second wave to meet his first so they could drown together. She heard Kevin's breath signal his impending release, and her eyes fluttered open to see his face, which told her it was time. With a few more violent, skin slapping thrusts, the couple shared a single, sharp gasp. Kevin felt her body lock him down, and she felt—with her extra powers of sensation—his hot love spill deep, coating every inch of her passage. The intensity of their shared climax was more than they expected, and Charlie fell down onto Kevin; her body turned to jello. Kevin wrapped his arms around her as his hips spasmed until there was no more to give her.

Heavy breathing filled the room and nothing else. There was no movement for minutes save for the rise and fall of Charlie's prone body on top of Kevin's muscular chest, seemingly taking breaths for both of them. In time, Charlie lifted herself on her elbows on each side of Kevin and bent to kiss him, as if finding an oasis in the desert and drinking from it desperately.

Kevin felt her lips mesh with his, and their tongues spoke in their own love language until finally, sated, Charlie rolled off of Kevin and fell into the crook of his arm. She rubbed her cheeks against his chest, felt the stickiness between her legs, and sighed with deep contentment. Kevin brushed her tangled blonde hair out of her eyes, and they stared at each other for a full minute. Finally, Kevin whispered, "I love you, Charlotte Morningstar."

Her eyes shone, both with love and a soft glistening of tears. "I love you too, Kevin Angelus Collins." and then she added with a firm but playful reminder, "And it's Charlie!"