Captured and Fallen

[Erlind]

The glow of the rolling magma in the background lit the night perfectly. Seraphina looked more tempting and divine than anything the most talented succubus could have dreamed up. Steeped in pleasured and painted with him, she looked more beautiful than any pristine empty angel could. She was everything he’d ever wanted.

“The first time, I’m told is quite unique. But it gets far better, my sweet angel.” Baal sat beside his prize and gently stroked her golden tresses. “As I said, tonight was a taste. A beginning. The darkest treats are the sweetest, and I’m sure in time you will love the taste of them all.”

He reached down and gathered a bit of his still warm seed on his finger. He offered to finger to Seraphina, holding it just out of reach of her lips.

“Need another taste?”

 

[BlondeAmbition4RP]

Seraphina blushed slightly as she noticed Baal's dark eyes taking her in, but she did not try to cover herself with her arms as she had the night before, nor did she try to pull away as he gently stroked her silken hair now spread out beneath her on the lounge. Her body warm and lazy in the aftermath of her pleasure, she gazed up at him in wonder at his reply to her question. Better than this? Could it really be so?

She watched as he gathered some of the white, sticky fluid from off of her body with his finger and held it before her lips.

"Need another taste?"

She eyed his offering with curiosity for a moment, glancing up at him again as if unsure. Finally though she parted her lips, leaning forward to slide him into her mouth and gently suck at his finger to sample the warm and slightly salty fluid.