Soulmate (Closed for Lucian_Devine)

[Lucian_Devine]

Mairo was glad that Evangeline thought to surround the fire with rocks. That was one part that he'd actually forgotten about. When she set her sword and shield down and absorbed them into herself though, he couldn't help but be entranced by the process. He watched as they shimmered, shivered, and slowly slid into her pale and flawlessly smooth skin, becoming tattoos on her wrist and forearm. While his sword couldn't really do anything like that, and he had no other way to gain her trust, the best he could do was slide his sword and his sheathe off of his back and lay it beside the fire between them, and even go one step further by putting the handle side towards her.

Hearing Evangeline speaking of them keeping warm sent Mairo's mind spiraling. He of course remembered how he and the rest of The Fallen had kept warm in the pit those first few nights...Her next words helped distract him from his thoughts, but only a little, seeing as the problem would still need to be addressed.

"When we were first cast down but unable to make fire, we survived the cold with...um...body heat, sharing body heat. I can loan you my shirt, and we can build up the fire, but with no gear and wet clothes we might need to huddle together when it gets bad." When Mairo started talking he was looking at the ground. His gaze slowly lifted as he continued speaking, and when he finally finished talking, his violet gaze found Evangeline's lovely blue one once more.

"I'm not going to lie to you. This is the sort of thing a demon or fallen angel would do. As for a trap though..." Mairo started once more, casting his gaze down and to the side as he focused on the question and it's possibilities. No, that doesn't seem likely. They would have no way of knowing exactly where we...I...no way of knowing exactly where I would be, and even factoring in the size of the trap, the odds are...let's just say it's unlikely. Plus there are no ingredients around, no signs or a sacrifice, and no evidence of the trap itself. The whole thing just doesn't make sense." As he finished speaking, he drew his knees up close to him so he could brace his elbows on them and drop his head into his hands.

 

[Ravishing]

A note of where he put his sword, handle to her. She had no idea what they'd done when they'd been first cast down. As he told her, she knew vaguely humans did the same things. With the dress off she wasn't quite as cold. But she could feel it had already seeped into her bones some. Yet, she felt the way that heart of hers was rushing. She didn't feel out of sorts right now.

Looking to Mairo she listens to him speaking and then the way he seemed to huddle up on himself. That was a far cry from the one who'd charged her. The one who'd shot at her. The one who'd killed them. With all the moving about they'd done, she hadn't seen signs Angels had set them up either. "Heaven didn't send people to do this to .... us." She got closer to him then.

"...I want to help you..." Said, just before she tried to pull him in closer to her scantily clad frame. Heck, being closer would help them both. He'd admitted as much. Closeness would keep the cold at bay.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

"No...I mean...I just..." Mairo started again and again with no idea what he was trying to say or refute before losing his place even more when he felt Evangeline's arms around his head trying to pull him close. He was naturally guarded for all the understandable reasons, and yet he resisted for only a second before relenting to her pull, letting her pull his cheek to her breast.

With Evangeline's arms and touch of course came the tingling feeling, but not in any way it had come previously. It came in the form of a soothing warmth that spread through his body, not burning hot nor moving too fast, somehow the perfect amount of both to soothe his rapidly beating heart and calm his spiraling out of control mind.

Mairo took a long and slow breath before he lifted his arms to hold onto the arms that cradled his head, hugging Evangeline back as he whispered silently, "Thank you." before pressing a soft kiss to the tattooed shield on her inner wrist. Only then did he dare to snuggle in just a little bit more and breathe a little bit deeper, inhaling the lovely unique scent of the angel that dared to embrace him as he'd embraced her.

 

[Ravishing]

As the soothing warmth flowed through him, so did it flow through her. As his heart calmed hers mirrored it. Bringing with it a sense, this being right. Her hand slowly rubbing his upper back.

Yet the feel of his kiss to the location her shield was at, undid her. Bringing with it a soft needful sound in musical tone from between her lips.

As he breathed deeper he found underneath any smells she picked up from here there was a subtle honeysuckle scent. The hand stroking his back kept doing out slowly.

Then she shivered, breasts slightly jiggled with the motion acme her teeth made this chattering sound as the coldness of night began to effect her scantily clad frame.

"...pleeeease.." The word full of need, not sexual yet, drawn out by the chatter of her teeth. "...c...can we get closer...?"

While that warmth was still flowing through her from him, she threw caution out the window. She needed to be closer, not only because the pull told her such, but that inner warm was trying to fight through the chill trying to seep into her.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Evangeline's rubbing along his upper back made Mairo's eyes close of their own volition, even as his breathing continued at that same slow and steady pace, taking in her lovely unique scent with every breath. The rubbing felt like more than just that though, for him at least. The base of his wings, and the area between them, had always been particularly sensitive, though he could count the people he'd ever shared that with on one hand. Yet the movement of her hand somehow felt exactly the same, as it moved over what was now the area just between the two tattoos that he couldn't see but somehow knew were there.

With the two of them pressed so close, when Evangeline shivered, Mairo felt her breasts shake beneath his head and their clutched arms. The thought of those lovely breasts, even as he heard her teeth chattering, made him clutch her arms just a little bit tighter and snuggle a little bit closer.

Evangeline's pleading words came with another long and drawn out chatter of her teeth, ensuring that Mairo knew that even though the act would be sensual, she did not mean it to be sexual. As such, he wordlessly nodded against her soft skin and within their clutched arms. He carefully removed himself from the embrace so that he could rise to his feet and both stoke the fire and put several larger pieces of wood on it.

Only after the fire was prepared did Mairo move back towards Evangeline and take the next step to see her plea fulfilled. His hands reached over his head and grabbed his shirt by the back of his neck and pulled it quickly over his head. He then laid it carefully on the ground before turning quickly around. He then quickly removed his boots and then his trousers, leaving him clad in just a tight and thin pair of shorts that rode high up on his thighs. He hoped she'd understand though when he laid them out next to his shirt on the ground to finish their makeshift bedroll. He them moved to sit down on the pants side of their "bed" and turned to extend his hand up towards her. "Forgive my forwardness, but I thought that it was better than laying on the ground or the clothes of the...dead. You're welcome to be nearest the fire if you want...do you want to be the big spoon or the little...spoon?"

Despite the tameness and the necessity of it all, Mairo still found himself blushing as he asked his final question. They were wearing so little, the act was so sensual, and he was already struggling to keep his mind on task, knowing that she would probably never want to lay with one like him anyway...

 

[Ravishing]

Eve almost wanted to ask Mairo to return to her the moment he left, that inner warmth went with him. Yet, looking up. Had her looking up at that clothed frame as he moved about her to then stoke that fire and load more logs onto it. She found herself especially watching the movements of muscles under the shirt, along his arms as he did that simple action of ensuring they'd have warmth from the fire.

As he came back to her, that head still tilted back, a pile of her red hair behind her. Even, or especially with only fire and moonlight to see by. Her hair looked almost like a living thing with how the flames of the fire lit it up at times. A spark of brighter red here and there through those messy slightly tangled curls. It also glints off the golden halo-turned collar about her slender throat.

As he drew his shirt up and off, she watched him lay it closer to the fire. Or she watched more the way he moved as he did it. Honestly, she'd never spent so much time paying attention to how anyone person moved as she found herself doing right now. A minor puzzled look at him as he straightened. Seeing the boots come off she could understand that. It wasn't like hers were on. No. She'd taken those off a long while ago.

She was unaware how also the fire played with that white of her camisole ensuring he could see the light play of the fire over her, and the way those perfect breasts were outlined.

As his hands went to his pants, she again, watched. Watched the way he took them down muscled legs. Only to very much so see how tight those little shorts curved over his skin allowing an outline of everything with the light of the fire. That caused her to ever so slightly blush. With the pants laid out too and him moving to sit on those pants. Her gaze moved with him the words heard. But that just had her offer a puzzled look. Big spoon, little spoon?

Carefully she rose, stepped over onto his t-shirt and sat smoothly down on it. She was glad he hadn't taken the closer spot to the fire. After a moment of sitting there, she realised she'd need to lie down. Without really stopping to let her mind think too hard on it. She stretched herself out, ass and upper body on his shirt, laying initially on her back, giving him a perfect view of her there. Before feeling that the heat washed over her, she rolled onto her side. Away from him and carefully scooted back so she was more in the middle again.

With the moonlight he now just might glimpse the way the tendril lines which had been her wings started out more where wings would, but then came twisting inwards, and back and forth cris crossing her spine all the way down, only to then wrap upwards again over her flesh and follow her ribcage about till they nigh on touched at the front along her midriff.

Despite the heat of the fire, she shivered. Quietly then in that soft musical voice, "...closer?" Clearly, even if she hadn't understood his words, she'd totally set it up so she was the little spoon here, and he'd be wrapping himself along behind her and about her. Unintensional but something of her mind thought it worked logistically to allow more of them to touch. "...please?" Then after a pause. "Evangeline.. that's my name."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

It wasn't until Evangeline gave Mairo the puzzled look when he asked his question that it even occurred to him in that moment that she was an angel, and thus might be too innocent and unfamiliar with such things as cuddling and spooning. He chose to say nothing in that moment though, keeping his hand up and out to her all the same, even as she ignored it and lowered herself gracefully to sit on his clothes before the fire.

Mairo remained seated beside Evangeline as she initially laid on her back, his angle giving him a perfect view of her lovely red hair, acting as it's own halo of sorts around her lovely face. His gaze lingered there for but a moment before flicking downwards, past her real halo that had migrated to her neck, firelight glinting off of it, and of course the white camisole that clung to her breasts and hid almost nothing in the firelight.

Even Mairo couldn't have said for certain how far his gaze might have wandered in that moment if Evangeline hadn't rolled to her side. He could say that he wasn't unhappy about the situation though, because he got to see the tendril lines that her wings had now become. He only caught the briefest of glimpses because he did in fact remember why they were here, but he couldn't deny that he felt the urge to trace those lines with his fingertips, wondering if she'd feel the lightning the whole way through.

To say that the positioning was...awkward would be an understatement. It wasn't so much that Evangeline was inexperienced in such things, so much that Mairo was also trying to be as much the gentleman as possible. It was easy enough for him to tuck his knees in behind hers and his chest against her back, but he was reluctant to press his groin against her butt, for obvious reasons. So while they were naturally gaining some warmth from each other, and that tingling feeling was helping, he knew for a fact that more could be done, but he was trying not to be seen as taking advantage of the situation.

When Evangeline asked for them to be closer though, in that soft and musical voice of hers, Mairo knew that he couldn't deny her. He swallowed hard as he braced himself for what he was about to do, and both the possible ramifications and her reactions. When he was as ready as he was going to be, he slid his hips forward until his groin brushed against her butt. He then paused, adjusted himself, and then slid forward a bit more so that everything from their knees to his stomach was touching, flooding his body with even more warmth. It was then that he took a bit more of the initiative, sliding his arm over and around her, tucking it under her breasts, and giving her body a bit of a pull, straightening her out and pulling her back flush against his chest. Another flood of tingling warmth was their reward as they were now connected from knees to chest, but he couldn't help but feel that he could do one better. He braced his elbow on the ground, propped his head up on his hand, and rested the flat part of his chin in curve of her neck as she faced the fire, and even entwined his legs with hers a bit, just because he could.

"It's nice to meet you, Evangeline." Mairo said as he adjusted himself a bit, snuggling a bit closer to her and holding her a bit tighter, particularly the arm that was tucked beneath her breasts. "My name is Mairo."

 

[Ravishing]

As he finally seemed to wrap himself against her back, from knees to chest. Then tangle their legs together, and his arm about her tugging her firmly back against him and straightening him. Eve did something after a moment that he might find ratcheted that tension up on his side by a lot, potentially. There was a delicious little wriggle back of her ass against his crotch, then a curve of her arm to lay along the path he did. Yet because it did this trailing up from his elbow with her fingers, then a slow slide of her arm under his. That flesh of his forearm would end up with a soft breast covered in camisole just barely rubbing and pushing against it.

With his chin in hand and on her neck, allowed him the perfect line of sight to see the way that camisole half-bared those breasts to the air. Simply due to the design of it, and the fact she was on her side. Finally, there was a breathy satisfied sound out of her, which spoke well on the way that lilting tone would sound if she but moaned. Heck, the sound almost was one.

She shivers a little then and snuggles herself again back into him. "..sorry, if all the moving is frustrating, but I'm positive there's this chill within." She might not realise that chill was perhaps fear about them surviving whatever the hell had happened to them. A sigh then, those blue eyes drifting to half closed. As she finally began to relax there within his arms and against him. He felt instead of that chill she experienced. That delicious warmth from earlier when she held him, and when he'd held her too. It started at where her feet touched his calves, rolling slowly up through him. Heightening how all those points of contact felt for both. Another lilting sound from her, but this was much more a moan almost from her.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The way Evangeline wriggled her ass against his crotch was pure torture that sent a delightful shiver up Mairo's spine. His fingers twitched against his stomach as his cock twitched against her ass in the tight confines of his shorts. The worst was yet to come though as he felt her fingers trailing up his elbow and then a slow slide of her arm under his. Soon her arm snuggled closer, nestling his even closer and more snugly against her camisole covered breasts. Through all of this, Mairo's violet eyes watched, having the perfect view of those lovely breasts, and being able to notice every slight movement and every rise and fall with every breath she took.

The breathy sound of satisfaction that Evangeline made warmed Mairo's heart, even if the entire experience that led up to it had said heart beating a bit faster. He felt her shiver, and instinctively hugged her that much closer as she snuggled back against him, his chin sliding a bit more along her neck, his fingers curving around her side as he slid it up her body, pushing her breasts up a bit more. His cock twitched against her ass again, this time slowly starting to swell within the confines of his shorts as he slid his legs up and along hers and then curled his behind him, taking hers with his as he maintained as much skin contact as possible.

The tingling sensation and the soothing warmth that came with it slowly radiated up his body, heightening every point of contact along the way, and even as he enjoyed the soothing warmth, the only thing he could think of was sharing that warmth with Evangeline. The lilting sound she made was music to his ears. It was so close to a moan, and as his violet eyes slowly darkened with his desire, he couldn't help but think of a way to get just a little more skin contact. "It's no problem at all." Mairo said softly in response to her concern about frustrating him. Then, with his arm remaining in place, and the that delicious warmth radiating through him, his fingers slid along her camisole once, and then twice, gliding closer to the hemline, before sliding that third time, this third time coming with his index finger daring to slide under the camisole and along her side.

 

[Ravishing]

As his finger, then the rest of his hand glides against her soft skin, there's a breathless sound out of her, a movement of that smaller frame slowly, which snuggled her back just as that cock began slowly hardening and pressing against her ass. Perhaps she was aware of the trail of fingers to her skin, then he felt his fingertips encounter the underside of that breast closest to it.

Eve could feel that something about this was different, yet she didn't pull herself away from him. "..it feels ... really nice.." He'd find her murmuring in that soft lilting tone. "..there's something about you... being this close..." Between the warmth of him and the warmth of the fire she was languidly relaxed there with him. "..is it damp? the camisole?" It likely was in part somewhere. "Are you comfortable? do I need to move any?"

Eve didn't know why it was feeling so good, so warm, with him snuggled up behind her there. Another subtle move of her rubbed her deliciously against his cock again. Yet with the way their legs were entwined, he'd find a knee between her thighs, feel that in the last movement she made, that apex of her thighs covered if barely by those heaven-designed panties, was touching his thigh. Even if Eve was clueless-ish about it her body was responding to the heat, the warmth, the intimate closeness of him and she was slightly damp against his thigh.

While he had a view of half her breasts there, those nipples puckered up to hard little points against that soft camisole barely covering them. Depending on just what his senses were like, he might well scene the budding arousal this whole moment was causing within her. Never mind the fact she was pure.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

When exactly Mairo's fingers slid from along Evangeline's to daring to touch a breast, even he didn't know. He hadn't truly intended to go that far, and yet given how little of her body the camisole covered, he should have known. Thankfully though, from the breathless sound, and her reactive snuggling back against him, she didn't seem to mind. So as she continued to press her ass against his cock, he allowed his hand to become a bit more brazen, allowing his thumb and index finger to glide along the sensitive skin of the underside of her breast as his other fingers trailed alonger under the camisole.

"Yes, it does, doesn't it?" Mairo said and asked in response to Evangeline's comment about how nice this felt. "It's like everywhere we touch I feel...I feel this warmth." He eased his hand and arm from beneath his head, keeping his chin on her neck while also taking the opportunity to trace her scalp, accentuating his point, before changing to gently stroke her fiery red hair. "This perfectly...soothing...warmth."

When Evangeline asked about her camisole, Mairo remembered the soaked dress that was drying, and couldn't imagine that the camisole wasn't also a bit damp. He was briefly distracted by another subtle movement of her ass against his cock, and the view of her nipples puckering beneath that barely covered them.

The feeling of Evangeline's dampness on his knee between her thighs brought Mairo back into the moment, and with her questions, and the building intimacy between them, he felt confident enough to speak truthfully in this matter. "I think the camisole is likely a little damp, and could be the cause of your chill." He paused then, swallowing hard as he considered whether or not to go any farther before finally deciding that it was best. "Our skin dries faster than our clothes. So if you take it off and your skin feels colder or clammier...it might be better to leave it off...for now."

Mairo knew how what he was saying could be interpreted, but he was doing his best to both be a gentleman and preserve Evangeline's purity in this matter, trying to make sure that she felt as comfortable as possible, given that they only had so much choice under the current circumstances.

 

[Ravishing]

His touching along the underside of that breast drew a shiver through her, but it lacked the quality of the ones that made her believe she was cold. His fingers against her scalp gained him a slow feminine purr sound from between parted lips. Even as tangled and lightly knotted as her hair was, it still felt silken in his fingers.

A deeper breath or two as she began to half sit somewhat, that underside of her breast rubbing against fingers there with her movement. One hand went to grip it and pull that camisole up and then over her head. With accuracy, she lightly tossed it so it spread land over the rock. Avoiding the fire's licking flames between them.

Bared, those breasts were accentuated by the fire's light. A twist of her as she laid to her back for a moment, legs moving and those panties twisting had her grimace for a moment then with his words in mind that skin dried faster without clothing on it. She began with a delicate plant of her feet, lift of her ass and thumbs hooking under the flimsy sides of those white panties. Bathed in the moonlight as much as fire. Did he keep his mouth shut and just let her end up nude beside him?

Innocense indeed as she lifts those oh-so-bright blue eyes to look up into his violet ones. "If our bodies dry faster with clothing off it, it would I assume allow for a better transfer of this additional warmth which us touching seems to bring. Why are you still wearing those." One hand released the side of those panties briefly, that side drawn just down enough that he might just have the chance to see a hint of natural red sparse curls of her pubic hair there. Delicate perhaps as he might have assumed her here above her pussy to be.

Two fingers grazed the curve of his hip, in those little shorts he wore. "Why?"

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Mairo found the sudden role reversal of sorts to be both entertaining and unsettling. Still, he was far from complaining as he watched the beautiful angel twist a bit and lay flat on the clothes, with her lovely breasts prominently displayed, completely with their puckered pink nipples.

Evangeline then surprised Mairo again as she planted her feet, raised her ass, hooked her thumbs into her pure white panties, and pushed them down her ass, and kicked them off her bare feet. She then laid back, those beautiful bright blue eyes shining in the firelight, and questioned why he hadn't already done the same, even going so far as to move to fingers to graze along the curve of his hip just above the fabric.

"Heh, a fair question." Mairo said as he rolled to his back, planted his feet, lifted his own ass, hooked his thumbs in the shorts, and pushed them down, just as she had with her panties. Where he'd caught the faintest glimpse of her sparse natural red pubic hair, when the last barrier was removed, there was nothing blocking her view of his fully hard nine inch cock as it flopped forward against his stomach.

"I was merely trying to respect your purity and not flaunt one of the more obvious signs of the curse that came when I fell." Mairo said with a slight flush as he held Evangeline's gaze and turned back to his side, trying his best to hide the inch and a half wide diameter of his cock behind her back and ass, but particularly the even more intimidating two and a half inch wide diameter mushroom shaped head. The clearly defined ridge of the mushroom-shaped head extended a half inch past the shaft on each side before tapering off into a rounded tip. He swallowed hard as he slid forward once more, ready to curl up to her side if she chose to remain on her back, or curl up behind her once more if she was comfortable with that.

 

[Ravishing]

As he slides closer she might just do him in a she rolled onto her side facing him. Those blue eyes looking first at his face. Taking in the flush of his cheeks, had her giving him a curious look.

A hand lifts to his cheek coming against it, seeking to softly caress there in a reassuring manner. First the backs of those fingertips, then the smooth of her palm against it

That hand followed her eyes as they touch his lips, her thumb trailing across in an innocent inspect. Then both down along his neck and collarbone.

Tracing muscles then to narrowly missing his nipple. Along his muscles and lower, grazing his belly button, then lower. As she drew ever closer to that wider mushroom tip that bounced against his stomach. A lift of her finger.

Did he hold his breath as she skirts that pad of her finger against the edge of it curious feeling that different texture and heat felt. Only to run it down the length. It brought with it a flare of feeling which ran through her up that arm causing him to see her mouth part with a soft moan. As she dropped to her back and shuddered. It'd felt like her touching him sparked fire through her own body. "Oh!

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Mairo was surprised when Evangeline turned towards him of all things as he made to slide closer. His breath actually hitched a little when he stared into this bright blue eyes and saw them giving him a curious look. He remained still as she lifted her hand, but let his eyes drift closed when he felt the first soft caress. A soft sigh slipped from him when he felt the back of her fingertips, and a low groan when he felt the flat of her palm against his cheek.

As sad as he was when Evangeline's hand left his cheek, Mairo did open his eyes to study her gaze as she watched the progress of her hand. He had to resist the urge to flick his tongue out to meet her finger on his lip, but he relaxed his shoulders and body as it traced it's way down his neck and collarbone, the touch bringing a touch of warm and life everywhere it went. His chest was next, tracing muscles, skirting a nipple, teasing a belly button, and still moving lower.

Mairo's eyes burned with intensity as he watched Evangeline's, curious as to how far she'd go, desperate for her touch to continue, yet afraid to beg for it. His rapid breaths made the wider mushroom head bounce against his belly, and as he wordlessly waited, he felt her finger lift. He held his breath as he waited, figuring it was pointless. He figured she'd stop there, expected it really, but then suddenly he felt the pad of her finger skirt the edge of the head as those blue eyes continued to look, only to run all the way down it's length. He saw the unbridled moan slip from her as the heat she'd been dragging along his body reached his penis and recoiled up her arm. Then, as he watched, she dropped to her back and shuddered.

Not one to be outdone, as though there could be losers in this game, Mairo slid forward, following Evangeline, and curling up to her side. His legs surrounded hers, his groin nestled against her hip, and his cock pressed against her side. More importantly though, he leaned over her, leaning down to brush the backs of his fingertips over her cheek like she'd done to him, trailed his thumb across her bottom lip, like she'd done to him, let his fingertips glide down her jaw, down her throat, sideways with the backs of his fingertips along her neck, down to her collarbone and forwards to her breastbone. He took a long and slow breath, even as he continued, his gaze following his fingers, exactly as she'd done. His fingertips glided down her breastbone, down between her breasts before circling up and under one with the backs of his fingertips, tracing the top with his fingertips, gliding between them once more, then repeating the process with the other breast.

After Mairo had circled each breast once, he kept his hand upside down, and kept using the backs of his fingertips as he let his touch glide down her toned stomach this time, only shifting as he approached her belly button to tease along either side of it with his thumb and index finger. He took another deviation from her route then, as his touch continued to glide down her body, gliding down to her hip before dipping inward along the curve of her thigh.

Then, and only then, did Mairo lift his gaze from his what he'd been doing with his fingers and ask, "What do you want, Evangeline?".

 

[Ravishing]

He scoots in against her, curling into her side. One leg beside hers, the other over her lower legs. Groin to her hip and cock pressed to her side, she shivers at that contact. Choosing to stare up into his violet eyes. The brush of his hand on her cheek had her lean into its touch. Her lower lips tremble as he touches it. She swallowed as his fingers stroked her jaw, down her throat, along her neck and along a collarbone then down to her breastbone. The glide between her breasts caused a soft exhale out of her. Yet the circling of his hand around one then back between to the circle of the other one, had her arching into it with a sharp intake of air between still parted lips.

As his fingers glide over her midriff, toy at her belly button, then slide down along the hip he wasn't pressed against, she shivered again slowly. As his hand dips to trail inward along her thigh, those legs spread then. A movement of her body is naturally done. Some things were hard-wired in, even on Angels. He'd likely discovered it himself when he'd fallen.

As his gaze lifted and she noted it rising, his words had her tremble again this time with a wordless need that he'd find rolled not only through her but up through him. stroked between them and all these touches. Her hand lifts and it quivers as she brings it to his cheek, sliding it upwards so those barest touches of fingertips graze his ear at multiple points before sliding into his hair. Those lips parted then, as she said something he'd perhaps need to replay in his mind to make sure he heard it. "...you."

During it all, he'd stroked a need within her that was wordless and yet she felt distinctly it was singularly focused on Mairo beside her. He and him alone. He'd brought all those feelings to life inside her, her fingers still moving till they found the back of his head and she lifted then partly, closer, closer, he felt her breath wash over his face.

Before he felt her lips press over his own tentative, gentle. Why she did it, she couldn't really explain to herself. But that she felt drawn to him. Drawn to him intensely. Her hand then slid from within his hair down his neck and trailing fingertips along his spine. Did the gentle exploring touch of her fingers as they kept going, sliding down, down over the small of his back, just barely across part of one ass cheek. Then over his hip, feeling herself like her fingers brought with it that warmth and lightning as he'd feel it stop against his stomach.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Though Mairo had both seen and felt Evangeline's legs part for him, opening herself up to his touches, his hand remained where it was, splayed across her belly with his fingers pointing to where they so desperately wanted to go, but would not go without an invitation. His gaze meanwhile, paid no attention to his hand or fingers, saving itself only for those lovely blue eyes. He saw the play of emotion in them, saw that boiling need, and yet he waited, knowing that this was a leap she had to make herself.

Evangeline's response, when it came, was slower and more tentative this time, and yet Mairo didn't rush her. His gaze held steady as her hand rose, held steady as it quivered, and held steady as her fingertips grazed over his cheek with the lightest of touches. He had to fight against every urge he had to close his eyes, wanting desperately to maintain eye contact with the beautiful angel, in case his eyes and his confidence were what were keeping her going. New tingles sparked as her fingertips grazed his ears for the first time, and that soothing warmth followed once more, following right along his scalp as those finters slid into his hair.

Then, that verbal response, that sweet verbal permission that Mairo had so desperately hoped for, finally came, coming moments before her fingers slid to the back of his head and her head lifted. Her kiss was tentative and gentle, exactly what one would expect an angle kiss to be like, and he returned it in kind, even as his, and therefor her, heart was racing a mile a minute. His lips were gentle, his tongue softly traced and probed her lips, using no real strength, even if it would happily dip inside if it were given the chance.

Mairo knew what their racing hearts meant, and even as Evangeline's hand started to explore once more, he knew what he could do to help take her mind off of any awkwardness or unease she might be feeling. As her hand moved down his back, he let his hand do the same, dipping down between her spread thighs. It moved at the same slow and exploratory pace as her hand, his index and middle finger splitting and bending so that just the backs of those two fingers pressed against either side of her pussy. As her hand moved around to his hip, he lifted his back up, straightening his fingers and adding the slightest bit of pressure with the pads of his fingers as they retraced their steps and slid up either side of her pussy. He did add one change when he felt her hand stop though, and that was to squeeze his two fingers around her clit as his fingers retreated, finishing their first pass of her heavenly pussy and dipping down for another.

 

[Ravishing]

That torturously slow stroke of his fingers gave to the outside of her pussy, the way he timed it to how her hand moved over him. Her heartbeat mirrored his. Racing far faster than it had even when she'd been throwing herself through the air at him. Feeling his tongue and its touches to her lips, it was the touch of his fingers to just lightly squeeze her clit.

Which had her mouth open and her tongue encounter his languidly at first. A slower stroke of tongue to tongue, then a firmer needful press of her lips more to his. Her hand stopped there on his stomach, moving then sliding like silk between them where his groin encounters her hip, his cock her flesh. Found fingers tracing against it, from that thicker mushroom head downwards. curling about its length and resting there, feeling that heat in her hand.

There was a moan against his mouth and a shudder through her, which might just have her hips lifting like a rising wave of pleasure as his hand's fingers grazed her again, it led to a far firmer press, yet more deliberately if accidentally driven by her movement, to feel the wetness against her labia that had begun leaking from within her, between those lower lips.

A curl of her hand about his cock, an almost torturous stroke from the base up along its length til her palm rubs and curves over that thicker mushroom head again. Eve's mind was blank, in a way. The Angel was driven along by impulses that fired through her brain and gave blanket vague instructions which were urges in reality to guide them along. The kiss broke so she could breathe, so he could too. He heard a full throaty moan rumbling up and out, a part of her mouth, a flash of a wet tongue seen. "...more?" Eve had no idea if there was more to this, but that feeling within her screamed there had to be.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Mairo had a feeling that Evangeline's mouth would open when his fingers squeeze around her clit, even if the contact was a bit less direct than it could have been. When his feeling were proven correct, and those lips parted before his questing tongue, he once again didn't rush it. His tongue did still dip into her mouth, and did search out her tongue, but offered it a gentle stroke rather than an aggressive manhandling. His patience was rewarded with a more firm press of her lips to his, and he moaned appreciatively into the kiss.

While the kiss was more or less Mairo's domain, Evangeline was clearly not one to be outdone as her hand slid like silk-coated lighting between them, it's mission clear as it sought out and found his cock once more. He groaned into their kiss when he felt her fingers tracing against and around the thick mushroom head before sliding down and curling around his shaft. His cock jumped of it's own volition as he felt her silken smooth warmth surround his sensitive cock, the one thing he'd tried to hide from her.

Whether Evangeline was responding to the warmth that was radiating through them or to the second pass down her pussy that his hand was making, Mairo would never know. What he did know though, was that he absolutely loved the moan that she made, adored the feeling of the shudder that passed through her body, and was utterly surprised when her hips rose, making his fingers press harder against her while also veering a bit off, letting him feel with one of his fingers how wet and aroused she was. He decided to go with it though, using that firmer pressure once his fingers found their path once more, and even added a bit more pressure to his squeeze of her clit. His fingers finished their second pass just as her hand started to move. The stroke was long, torturously slow, and utterly perfect in that moment, but not nearly as perfect as the feeling of her palm rubbing over the curves of his length, the thicker mushroom head, and of course the sensitive tip.

Mairo couldn't help but be a little sad when Evangeline broke their kiss, but he didn't pursue his lips with his. His patience was rewarded once more with a full and throaty moan, even as struggled for breath. He rested his forehead against hers, his own mouth open as he gasped for breath and his tongue slashed against his lips to wet them. Hearing her ask for more was somehow the most sexy thing in the world. She was a strong and proud angel, but she knew she was out of her element here. She wasn't so much asking for permission, as she was asking for guidance. Even as she asked, he found himself saying in the back of his mind that he would have stopped if she'd asked, but part of him wondered if she knew that.

"As you wish." Mairo said softly as he nodded to Evangeline and wondered internally just how far she would want to go. Before he even went down that road though, he knew that there was something he had to say. So, with their foreheads still touching, he lifted his left hand to slide his fingers through her hair a bit while also being able to stroke her cheek with his thumb. "If anything is too fast or too much, or too...anything just say the word, and I'll stop or slow down or whatever you need, okay?"

Only when Mairo got the confirmation that he needed to continue did he let his hand slide down her pussy a third time. He knew that it would feel exactly like the previous two, right down to him using the same light pressure he'd used on the first pass, but the difference would of course come when he got to the bottom. He used his semi-hold with his left hand on her cheek to hold her gaze as he used his index and ring fingers to part labia. The feeling of her warm wetness on his fingers made his cock jump again beneath her palm, but it didn't make his finger deviate from it's mission. His middle finger slipped between her pussy lips and slid slowly upwards, taking some of her wetness with it. The pad of his finger passed over her clit with a gentle pressure, testing out her reaction before reversing it's motion and passing over her clit again. The rest of his finger joined in, pressing against her pussy on the downstroke, with his finger ending the pass after the pad of his finger passed over her opening. From there his finger never stopped, with the pad being used on the upstroke and the whole finger being used on the downstroke, all while he watched and gauged her reaction, adding more pressure here or there if he thought that her body was more receptive to this or that.

 

[Ravishing]

Even as he asked her, "If anything is too fast or too much, or too...anything just say the word, and I'll stop or slow down or whatever you need, okay?" Eve found herself giving him a slow careful nod. Perhaps she was about to say something but as his hand touched her the same way as before, there was a tremble through her, and she felt that place, down there, between her thighs. Growing wetter, a moan left her as his middle finger slipped between those lips and collected juices just to use it to slidingly touch her clit.

Mairo may have gotten into a rhythm with it all which coaxed various breathless sounds out of her, and in time to it all her hand strokes his cock. Gentle on the downward, and firmer as her palm came to rub over that thicker mushroom head. Her thumb for a moment teasing about the tip of his cock, just rubbing there, and then that hand glided down again.

Her breathing was quicker, 'their' hearts beating faster, quicker than the motions of their respective hands. A softer shudder worked its way through her then, bringing with it a fire that burned through them both, heightening that pleasure up another few notches. "...please..." Those bright blue eyes locked onto his violet ones before she just offered her lips to him. Bringing them to hover so close to his own, that as she licked her tongue over her lips, she traced his lips too. "....please..." This time she certainly sounded like she was begging for more, more to occur, more to happen, of course, she just didn't know what this more might turn out to be. Eve, just knew something within demanded it, and thus she voiced it to him.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The moan that Mairo got from Evangeline when his finger first dipped between her most-intimate folds was worth the wait. He could literally feel her arousal growing, like the fire he'd built earlier. It had started small and fragile, but was slowly building into a raging inferno.

Just as Mairo found his rhythm with his hand between Evangeline's thighs, coaxing various deliciously breathless sounds from her, she matched it with her hand on his cock. He sighed softly on each gentle downward stroke and let out primal moans and groans with each firm upstroke, and brush of her palm over the head of his cock. He even let out sharp gasps every time her thumb teased over the sensitive tip and opening of his cock before gliding back down his achingly hard length once more.

Evangeline's breathing was quickened, and Mairo felt how fast his heart was hammering, so much faster than the motions of their hands. He saw the shudder that worked it's way through her body, and his eyes drank in it's effects, watching as it burned its way through the beautiful angel. Her plea came with her lips coming even closer, since their foreheads hadn't left each others since they'd ramped things up. He saw her tongue trace over her lips, and even felt it trace over his own before hearing her second plea coming off more as a beg than anything else.

Mairo knew in that moment, as he looked into those bright blue eyes and felt her arousal building, that he could never deny her. He knew that he should hate her with every fiber of his being, but he was about as far from hating her in this moment as it was possible to get.

Mairo's lips descended on Evangeline's, closing first around her tongue and giving it a suck before kissing her. His tongue surged forward as his hand adjusted itself between her thighs. His middle finger now focused solely on her clit, flicking it again and again. He used the knowledge he gained earlier focusing his attention on the motion that she'd been most receptive to, maximizing her pleasure in this moment as his tongue surged forward, claiming her mouth as it pushed her tongue back into her mouth and rolled over and around it. He tilted their heads to deepen the kiss, using his left hand to guide and adjust her just so. Through everything though, his finger continued it's relentless and merciless flicking, maybe taking the briefest of breaks to dip down, grab some more moisture, bring it back up, before continuing once more. He asked no questions here, needed no more permissions. He knew what she wanted, what they both wanted, and as that heat burned it's way through their bodies, and their hearts threatened to explode, he would not fail her in this. His finger moved faster, pressed harder, seeking what he knew she wanted but didn't know she wanted.

 

[Ravishing]

Hate. It wasn't a word her mind could focus on. Let alone associate with Mairo at the moment. Not with how his lips met hers and plundered them, the way that finger decided that her clit was getting all that focus. It wasn't that she'd disliked his stroking of the outside of her pussy, but that the lightning hits against her clit made her need to respond far more firmly to the attention given.

He kept playing with that button, using her own juices to keep it moist, slick, and perfect to rub with his middle finger. As his tongue drove hers back into her mouth Eve whimpered into that kiss, head more passively moving as he wanted it, especially given his left hand aided in it.

Ultimately there was a lot of trust being placed at Mairo's feet. Each stroke of that middle finger over her clit, had her hand more firmly stroke his cock. Until she began trying to breathe against his mouth, stole the air perhaps right out of him for a moment. Just to break that kiss, shudder there on that shirt, as that orgasm which had been teasing, and biding and waiting burst through her and his hand was suddenly soaked with her slick liquid, her cries coming in time to the way inner muscles clenched inside her at nothing, since that cock was still within the grip of a hand which right then, for a moment held it and trembled.

There was fairly much nothing but pleasure then swirling through her that fire burst forth in that orgasm, and he might just feel the air tremble about them as she'd cum for him.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Mairo didn't have a clit, but he could swear that he could almost feel the pleasure coming off of Evangeline in this moment as he gave her everything he hoped she wanted, if if she didn't have the words to voice her desires. It did help in that effort though, that she seemed to be with him, well and truly with him, as her hand kept pace with his finger, trying to stroke his cock in time with his ministrations, even if it was impossible for so many reasons. He appreciated her efforts, it would have been impossible not to, but he was not the focus of this moment, no matter how hard she tried.

The firmness of the kiss as Evangeline's orgasm approached made it hard for Mairo to breathe, with it sometimes feeling like she was stealing the air from his very lungs as she struggled to get air into her beleaguered body. He didn't know how long he could have held that kiss, but wasn't able to find out as she broke it and collapsed back against his shirt, her body shuddering in pleasure as his finger and her hand continued their dance of pleasure.

The eruption of Evangeline's juices on his hand came milliseconds before her delicious cries of pleasure, and Mairo's finger kept going, flicking her clit as it firmed up in response, milking her body of the pleasure it had never felt before as his eyes looked on and savored every moment of the orgasm that seemed to make the very air around them tremble.

Only when Evangeline's orgasm had run it's course, and she was collapsed back against their disheveled mess of a makeshift bedroll did Mairo's finger finally stop moving. He still left it there, warm and snug against her, but paid it no more mind for the moment as he leaned down and pressed the softest of kisses to her lips, giving off no hint of rush or urgency, just wanting her to know that he was with her in this moment. Then, with his forehead resting against hers once more, his hand gently massaging her scalp from where it was trapped between her head and the ground, and his gaze holding hers, he asked her one simple whispered question. "More...?"

 

[Ravishing]

Clearly, maybe not everything. Her eyes were ever so blue at this moment, her hand for now stilled about his cock, yet she held it still. Aware perhaps on some level that moment had been more about her experience of it, than his. Yet, she'd had at that moment a dire need to touch him. To let him even in diminished effect, ineffectual effect, feel a drop of the pleasure he'd stroked into her form until she'd burst.

Forehead to his. Heat racing through her less raging, yet still demanding. Still coiled as if on edge about things she wasn't aware of. Couldn't have been aware of it. Usually, Angels did not stoop to doing these things. Never mind that the Fallen had fast come to learn their bodies while changed, still by and large had been as they'd been as Angels, thus the idea implanted to the Fallen mind. Angels, technically could also fuck.

Feeling his lips moving over hers, that ever so gentle kiss which coaxed her form to twitch in an almost writhing manner atop those messed up makeshift bedding, his clothing, they rested on there. The feel of his fingers against her scalp coaxed a feminine purring from her. As her body seemed to calm enough her breath wasn't racing, even if the heart still sang with the need to the tune and mirror of his.

His question was heard. A sweet little grin came to her lips then, as she looked into his eyes as if she could read the words which made him written on his soul. "...yes." It was supposed to sound like an answer, it sounded far more like her pleading for it. Needing it. Needing ... more ... from him. If there'd been hate for him in her. Right now it was far more something the Angelic shunned. Lust.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Whether it was an answer or a plea mattered not to Mairo in that moment, or likely to Evangeline. All that likely mattered was that he understood, and when he returned her sweet little grin and offered up another of those softest of the soft kisses, he knew that she would know that he understood.

Mairo showed no haste as he finally lifted his hand from between her thighs, letting that sinfully skillful finger trace a path up her body, starting with the curve of her thigh to her hip, gliding up her midriff, teasing along her belly button, up between her breasts, along the top of one as he circled it, feathering along the sensitive underside before dipping between once more, over around and underneath the other before sliding up between them one last time. He couldn't help but wonder as his finger, still coated with her scent, even if it had lost the moisture, if she remembered that this was the same trail that his fingers had taken down her body just minutes ago, as he finished it by going up her breastbone, across it up to her collarbone, along to her throat, and up to her jaw. He then pressed that single finger to her bottom lip as he started to gently kiss his way down their own version of a happy trail.

Without hesitation Mairo followed the same path that his fingers and then finger had taken, leaving a trail of soft kiss on tender flesh, adding in a gentle suck to the sensitive pulse point on her neck on his way by, just because he could. The next deviation came after he circled her left breast the first time. Rather than dipping between and moving to circle the right, he continued to circle, tightening the circle with each iteration until he reached her areola. Then he switched to his tongue, letting it flit over the little bumps as he circled once and twice, getting closer and closer to her nipple before finally closing his mouth around the distended little nub that had been all but begging for his attention ever since Evangeline took her dress off. He gently sucked on her nipple as his tongue rolled over and around it, taking his time before giving it the first firm flick and an accompanying hard suck.