Soulmate (Closed for Lucian_Devine)

Evangeline followed the electric pathing of that finger up her body slowly. It made her squirm a little as he further teased her, as it finally touched her lower lip. She watched him for a moment start kissing a path the finger had taken. A soft moan at the feel of so many touches of his lips against her skin.

Each one felt like another burst of that inner fire spreading through her. Would he suddenly feel distracted as his lips found her nipple finally and sucked on it hard? That Eve, totally moved to wrap that finger, of his which still was there within her warm wet mouth and suck it?

Tongue lavishing along its length and teasingly flicking up over the tip. Then swirling about and another suck along it as she slowly lowers her head back to their makeshift bedding. Did he seek to keep that finger there? Or was the idea of those lips touching other places rising within that mind of his?

Eve, primarily herself, didn't really have thoughts on what more he might do. No she was much more lost in the moment of pleasure he gave her feeling it and reacting to it.
 
Even when he'd brought his finger to her lips, Mairo had never actually expected that Evangeline would take it into her mouth without some sort of prompting from him, be it verbal or nonverbal. Still, he didn't let it distract him from his true mission of pleasuring the beautiful angel, though he did allow himself to break from his intended oral ministrations to mimic what she was doing to his finger on her nipple to the best of his ability given the obvious size difference between the two.

When Evangeline's head lowered back to their makeshift bedding, Mairo didn't pursue her lips with his finger. No, he took it as a sign of sorts to let her nipple slip from his lips, offer up a trail of kisses between her lovely breasts, and circle the other one to lavish it with the same loving attention he'd given the first. The difference came when he allowed his finger, wet with her saliva, to glide down her chin, throat, and chest, taking a more direct path this time. It was joined by his other fingers as he trailed his kisses around her other breast, circling the first in time with his kisses. When his fingers reached her nipple though, still puckered and demanding attention, he gave it a gentle squeeze as his lips closed around her other one. He gave the one a hard suck, and several firm flicks of his tongue as he alternated between gentle squeezes and letting his fingers twist around and glide over the other.

Only when both of Evangeline's heavenly globes had been lavished with attention did Mairo finally move on, moving towards his truly intended destination. His lips followed the path set out by his fingers and finger, kissing his way down her toned belly, teasing against her belly button, across to her hip. Then, and only then, when the positioning would be too hard to maintain while doing what he wanted to do, did Mairo dare to move. He'd waited until now, because he'd been reluctant to pull his cock from her grasp, wanting her to have the ability to participate and reciprocate as much as possible until it was no longer possible. He closed his lips around her hip and sucked lightly on it, both because he could, and to sort of distract her as he pulled his cock from her grasp and slowly moved. One of his legs had already been over hers. So that was easy enough, but in as fluid a motion as was possible, and without ever losing his hold on her hip with his lips, he slipped between her legs so that he could continue the path with his lips, down along the curve of her thigh, brush past the sparse curls of pubic hair without a second thought.

Once he was where he wanted to be, Mairo knew that time was potentially of the essence. Their body heat had been helping each other stay warm, particularly with the strange lightning feeling that had been spreading through them. He just hoping that there was enough residual warmth running through her for her to enjoy what he intended for her. His kisses followed his fingers, feathering down just beside her pussy before circling at the bottom and going up the other side. When he reached the top though, he didn't stop, but rather pressed a kiss over her clit and then a trail of kisses down her pussy as his slid slowly up, his thumbs parting her for his kisses. When he reached the bottom once more and reversed his direction, it wasn't with his lips and kisses, but his tongue. His thumbs held her open as he gave her a full lick from opening to clit, his hands moving with him, keeping her virgin pussy spread for him as much as possible. When he reached her clit though, he ended that lick with a firm and deliberate flick of his tongue against it before pouncing on it with his mouth, sucking on it with his lips as he alternated between circling with his tongue and a series of firm flicks.
 
While she'd merely held that cock of his in her hand for a while, the moment he began to use his lips again on this other breast she strokes that cock slowly, firmly more about the base to 3/4th the way up. As his fingers came to squeeze her nipple, she gave a gasp and subtle movement. Her hand around his cock sliding up to cover the mushroom thicker head with her palm, and pay it and the very tip some much-needed attention. timing her movements to the way he touched her.

As he began kissing down again when it came time to let go due to him moving his body, that hand gave him more last stroke upwards, one last moment of her hand paying attention to that wider mushroom head, and the tip got a last graze with her thumb pad.

As he kept kissing down, her hands went to stroke his shoulders. Finding she really wanted to keep stroking him in some manner. This was readily available so his shoulders and neck got the adoration of attentive fingers brushing them. A gasp as contact was finally lost and then mmm as he sucked at her hip a moment. Then a slow part of her legs more so, mindful of the fire.

As his lips found her thigh and kept going down. As those kisses more directly circled her pussy, his thumbs parting her and that lick had her moan and arch into it. He'd see the wetness he was causing just softly leaking from that pretty little hole there. When he pounced on her clit with his mouth, licking and sucking with all those well-timed licks and flicks. Eve's thighs widened a little more as she writhed softly under those strokes of pleasure he sent through her in waves. It made her heart begin to speed up again.
 
While he'd been more focused on Evangeline and the attention he was giving her, Mairo of course noticed every seemingly little thing that she as well, between the strokes of his cock that made him moan, the brush of her palm over the head of his cock that made him groan, or the brush of the pad of her thumb over the tip and opening that pulled a sharp gasp every time. She was pure and inexperienced, but she was doing her best to participate as best she could, and he did recognize that, despite how focused he was on her and her pleasure.

Mairo biggest enemy, especially as Evangeline's thighs spread even more for him, was space. God how he wished they had a bed so that he could make her first time as comfortable as possible, but as he sucked on her clit and tasted the more distinct flavor of the juices she'd soaked his hand with, his body acted on instinct alone. Hands that had been keeping her spread for him suddenly wrapped around her spread thighs and pulled her forward and up, lifting her pussy to his lips as his tongue descended upon her pretty little hole. He circled her pussy again and again with his tongue before pushing his long and flat tongue forward into her. His hands and arms kept her spread, one thumb pulled back the hood of her clit, fully exposing it, and his other thumb circled it in time to the thrusting of his tongue in her pussy as he tongue fucked her. The more he tasted her heavenly juices, which were all the stronger with his tongue inside her, the more he wanted. His tongue circled her entrance, rolled back and forth inside her, flitted and flicked here and there with inhuman dexterity, all while mixing in some firm pushes inside her. He alternated his ministrations to find out what she liked most so that he could use that to give her the best orgasm possible as he happily buried his face in her pussy, not batting an eye at the juices that coated his face or the stray pubic hair here and there. He was a man on a mission, and he would see that mission through!
 
Pulling her forward and up, dragged that shirt a little with her shoulders pinning against it. Red hair, likely as much under her head, as back on the dirt, got messier. As his tongue circled about her pretty little hole, she quivered in that grip he had her in. Mewing little sounds as his tongue pushed inside her for the first time, As he began playing her clit as much as his tongue enjoyed her pussy, as he began tongue fucking her pussy. He'd find she got wetter, and that heat began pulsing through him as he felt it radiate through him from her pussy directly before it rolled through him in waves. Much like the waves he was causing to roll through her, from her pussy upwards.

Eve, unfortunately, seemed to respond to it all almost equally. Yet those deeper strokes of his tongue into her pussy, seemed to be what made her twitch the firmest up against his mouth, despite him literally holding her in his grip which made it hard for her to move. After the previous orgasm, she'd had this one was stoked hotter and faster inside her as she perhaps all too soon was orgasming, and his mouth and tongue found her pussy leaking a lot of those nector-like juices at the moment it crashed through her. Eve happened to in that moment, moaned loudly, "Mairo..." Yes, just his name as if it was divine text needing to be spoken.
 
Mairo didn't know if Evangeline had any misgivings about being manhandled and semi-pinned in place as he devoured her cunt and played her body like the finely tuned angelic instrument it was. All he knew was that she didn't tell him to stop, which meant that he had enough permission to keep going. He felt her getting wetter and wetter with each passing second, and the wetter she got, the more distinct her taste became. It was like ambrosia to him, and as he felt heat pulsing through him, he tried to channel it back into her, causing it to slowly roll through each of them, getting stronger with each pass it made.

Even with his iron-like grip, Mairo felt Evangeline shudder and twitch, and he knew what that meant. He redoubled his pace with both tongue and thumb, once more feeling her clit firm up, another sign of the coming orgasm that he desperately wanted for her.

Evangeline's orgasm was everything Mairo could have wanted for her in that moment, well almost. He felt the first gush of her juices push past and around his tongue, and he let loose a primal groan, It was the sound of his name being moaned from her heavenly lips that made his grip on her tighten though, made him pushed his face in deeper against her sopping wet cunt, wanting more and more. His thumb pressing harder as he circled her clit, brushing against it with every circle while also adding in several firm and direct flicks, each rewarding him with another small pulse her of her juices into his waiting mouth as he continued and rode her orgasm out with her once more.

Just as he'd done before, Mairo backed off with the pressure when he felt her orgasm subside. He slowly backed up, allowing Evangeline ass to slide back down to the ground. He still knelt between those heavenly thighs though, and leaned down, stuck his tongue out, and licked his way up the curve of her thigh to her hip, sucked gently on it, dipped inward and flicked his tongue against her belly button. His eyes nearly indigo-colored now, so darkened by his desire for the beautiful angel before him, sought hers out as he licked his way up between her breasts, circled one, between, circled the other, licked up her breastbone, across to her collarbone, which he again gently sucked before dipping to her neck, around to her throat, up to her chin, and finally her lips where it turned into a gentle kiss.

"More?" Mairo whispered against Evangeline's lips between featherlight kisses.
 
As he pushed his face there, riding out those waves of her orgasm with her, his reward was more of that nectar from her pussy. It also gave him sweeter moans and squirms until she was breathless, and more just mewing with the drawn-out pleasure.

Two orgasms should have been enough for any virgin. Just, perhaps not the virgin Angel, who knew there was a certain act, she'd heard humans did. This thing they called sex. She was almost positive everything Mairo had shown her was simply something that came before sex. It was confirmed when her indigo-eyed demon asked: "More?" in between a slew of feather-light kisses, which distinctly also let her taste herself.

With that question she kissed him with a soft lick of her tongue over his lower lip, those blue eyes turning brighter in this moment as if the stars above shone from them. "Yes. More." A single word has never actually held more meaning in her entire existence. More. It said so much, it said so little, it was unbelievably simple, and yet complex and somehow unfathomably sexy to hear.
 
Mairo's heart surged when he saw how brightly Evangeline's blue eyes were shining, like stars in the night, as she let her tongue flick over his bottom lip and gave the answer he'd hoped to hear. His hands responded instantly slid up her body as he lifted his upper body from hers. His hands started at her thighs, sliding upwards as his thumbs grazing over the outer curve of her breasts. He continued to hold her gaze, despite the slight separation and hold still, kneeling between her spread thighs.

When Mairo's hands reached Evangeline's shoulders, he wondered if she'd be surprised when, instead of moving further upwards towards her cheeks, they slid down her arms to find her hands. He lifted them slowly, turning her palms towards him so his hands could entwine and lock with hers. He pressed a single kiss to the back of each of her hands before slowly lifting them up over her head and moving to cover her body with his once more.

Mairo knew that he was taking a chance by pinning Evangeline's hands down, but he hoped she'd allow it as long as his hands were clasped with hers. He crossed their hands over her head as he shifted his hips, letting her feel the swollen mushroom head of his cock on her lower belly along with the rest of his achingly hard and throbbing cock. He pressed another kiss to her lips as he he backed his hips off and adjusted them just so, a surge of lightning telling shooting through both of them the first time his cock touched her swollen pussy lips. He rolled his hips back and forth a bit, coating the head of his cock in her wetness, and even going as far upwards as to allow the ridge of the head of his cock to flick against her clit before dropping down for the last time. Another, stronger surge of lightning shooting through them told him when the tip of his cock found her virgin entrance.

Only when no objection came did Mairo try and do what should have been impossible, press the engorged head of his cursed cock against the tight virgin opening of an angel and expect it to work without the aid or force of either of their hands. He knew it probably wouldn't work, and yet he pushed. He knew it shouldn't work, and yet he pushed. He knew what his cock craved, and so he pushed.
 
Her hands caught and drawn up, she found herself staring into his eyes, locked to them. Something about it just tickled her fancy, it made her wetter if possible. Feeling the settle of his tightly muscled frame over hers, Eve found her breathing picking up. Then there was the rub of that mushroom-thick head over her pussy. Then lightning blasted through her that makes her moan, and arch into him. There's a shudder then, her hands softly gripping his, as she felt that head becoming slick from her wetness.

As his tip found her virginal entrance she shivered, each push made her whimper, and whimper, then there was a loud moan. As he felt that head spread her, stretching her, he felt that head gripped by her inner muscles, coated thickly in her wetness, that heat. Yet his next movement had her bring her lips to his and nibble at the lower. "...yes... yes...yes..." It should have been hurtful, yet he felt her bliss roll through him doubly so as it was as if he'd been made to slide into her, to fit there. A soft wriggle of her hips then, clearly Eve thought the same thing... it was perfection.
 
When his cock actually slipped in and Evangeline didn't cry out in pain, Mairo literally thought that he was back in heaven. Nothing short of the divine could have made that possible, and yet there they were, a fallen angel making love to an angel. He felt her bliss at the same time that he felt the lightning shoot through them, and with him being inside of her, it was like an endless stream of lightning and warmth radiating off of and into each other, none of which could be explained, and none of it care about in this moment.

"My sweet Evangeline..." Mairo found himself whispering against the angel's lips between kisses as he dared to push further. Normally he'd ease in and out to help his partner get accustomed to his length and the width of the head, but something about her and them, was different. He kept easing into her, expecting to feel her hymen or cervix, and yet all he felt was more lightning and warmth coursing through their bodies on it's endless journey to nowhere. The only stabilizing force he had as he pushed the last inch of his cock into her, was those eyes, those beautiful, blue, and shining eyes. And it was only then, when his balls were nestled against her ass, that he felt her cervix with the very tip of his cock, sending a whole new stream of lightning through them.

He wanted to move within her, knew that he should, and yet he found himself genuinely afraid, even as he stared into those beautiful blue eyes, that everything would shatter if he started to withdraw. He swallowed hard as he tried to draw strength from those eyes, his own flitting back and forth with his indecision.
 
His words to her made her purr sweetly at him, a smile that would drive men to death just to get close to her against those lips. Just. For. Him. The feel of all that warmth, all that lightning shooting through them, encompassing them, passing through him and into her, and back. The endless feel of each little bit of his cock pressing into her, just made her quiver more, just made her hands grip his as if in all this Mairo was her only anchor. The only thing that made sense in the pleasure that was already building inside her.

It was as she felt than the inward impact of cock tip to her cervix she shuddered under him, and writhed a little, her hands clinging to his so delightfully. Those bright blue eyes locked to his. So wide, dilated, so clear and displaying the depth of pleasure she felt even at only this first moment. As she seemed to pick up on his indecision she lifted her lips to his. Brushing a feather-light kiss there, which just expressed how connected to him in this moment she felt, it gave him a taste of the desire he'd built in her, a hint of the bliss that might come to them both if he but continued.

As both might realise, this moment felt perfect...
 
Mairo had of course known and seen the pleasures that he'd been giving Evangeline, but it was kiss during his moment of indecision, with her taking that initiative, while also bringing with it the faint taste of her pussy that truly helped him feel it. She's said so much without uttering a word, and his darkened eyes softened as a smile came to his lips, accompanied by a nod and a squeeze of his hands to hers. This moment was felt perfect, and the only thing he could do to shatter it would would be to stop now.

So, with renewed heart and Evangeline's support, Mairo held her gaze as he slowly slid his cock out of her, not wanting to miss a single one of her reactions. Then, when only the flared head was still within her heavenly pussy, he pushed forward, giving her an extra inch of his shaft before withdrawing. Then he gave her an extra two inches. His hands squeezed and clenched with hers as every push sent surges of lightning, warmth, and sparks of pleasure shooting through him. It took but a handful of thrusts for him to feel the deliciously indescribable sensation that was the tip of his cock against her cervix, and it was then that he finally broke contact, dropping down to claim her mouth with his, kissing her deep and hard as his tongue surged forward to roll and wrestle with hers as he started to thrust harder, fuck faster.
 
He got to see her eyes widen as he pulled back. Yet she didn't shut them. Staring into his eyes, a small clutch at his hands a soft breathless sound as he gave her an inch, then took it back.

Almost a pout, before she feels him push two inches into her. Feeling how that wider head stretches her oh so delightfully.

As he repeated it but deeper, she groaned in a lilting tone. Body quivering even as it accepted him deeper. A clutch of hands, a moan, and deeper.

Deeper until she felt that tip push against her cervix, a gasp then he was kissing her, and the pleasure and waves of heat, fire and that lightning were rolling through them as he began fucking her not only faster but harder.

It's then she raised her legs properly, braced her feet and began moving to his rhythm of faster and harder thrusts. Her tongue mingling with his, he could feel her at some point shuddering harder to him. That body moving perfect in tune to his.
 
Evangeline's body moving along with his was exactly what Mairo needed in that moment. Yes, her body was probably going on pure instinct, but neither of them cared in that moment. Their hands clenched each other's, her pussy was clenching to hold onto his cock with every pull back, and he had to push back against her strength now with every thrust, and yet it all just made it that much more perfect. He even loved the way he could feel her nipples scraping against his chest as their bodies rocked to and fro.

As if all of the other sensations coursing through their bodies wasn't enough for Mairo, the feeling of Evangeline's body shuddering told him what was coming, told him how close she was. As such, it also forced his body into a whole other gear that he'd never experienced with any of his previous partners. He hammered into her, pounding her virgin pussy with his cursed cock again and again, with every touch of her cervix making his knot swell. He knew what was coming, even if she didn't, and still he continued. His hands squeezed hers more, his kisses were more ravenous, and his knot swelled. Soon it started to press against her pussy with every thrust, it's three inch diameter being a pretty hard thing to overlook, and yet he continued, hoping that the beautiful angel would be able to take it and allow him to finish along with her, allowing this couple to end as perfectly as everything else about it had been.
 
Hands clasping at his time and time again, even as she found herself shuddering. That pussy after another thrust stretching at its opening, his knot slowly stretching her more and more until he felt it pop inside her. At that moment Eve cried out loudly in pleasure, not pain as an explosion of lightning ripped through her, and into him. Heightening that pleasure both felt at more intimate, as if locking together joining them. She squirmed against him, thankfully that design of his knot kept them tightly locked together as she arched into him and suddenly orgasmed. Those warm wet inner walls clutching at his cock in all it's cursed glory quite firmly, especially about the mushroom head of him that was thicker, and the knot within her. The air in that moment trembling ...
 
Mairo heart was pounding faster and faster with every thrust into her and push of his knot against her heavenly pussy. He felt both the resistance from her strength and impending orgasm and the same relenting stretch that had come just before his the mushroom head of his cursed cock had slid into her. His knot was wider though, and his anxiety was through the roof.

Though he'd long since felt the tingling sensation in his stomach, and the surging towards his balls, Mairo still held out hope. Thrust after thrust and nothing. Then, that surging sensation rushed up his cock at the exact moment that he felt his cursed knot pop into Evangeline's heavenly pussy! They cried out as one as not a surge, but an explosion of lightning ripped through their beleaguered bodies. His cock erupted with his cum, pulsing and jumping against the tight walls of her pussy as the tip dragged against her cervix. Even better though, she was right there with him! No sooner did her back arch up to him than he released her hands and closed his arms around her. He felt her juices gushing and surging around his cock as he shamelessly grunted and groaned against her neck like a primal beast, his cock taking the pummeling as his knot kept her pussy plugged pretty good, while also pumping surge after surge of hard-earned cum into her.

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Time once again seemed to stand still around the rutting couple, though they were too busy to notice. The air trembled as she came, just as it had for her previous two orgasms, but this time was different. When he came with her, the explosion that ripped through their bodies sent an invisible shockwave shooting outwards, shaking the trees, starting birds, silencing the forest, and a long way off, in a cave that's never been explored, a pair of red eyes opened.

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Mairo, even with his face buried in the neck of the beautiful angel he'd just made love to, rolled himself slowly to his back, taking her weight upon him as he held her, knowing that his knot would keep them together for a little bit, and wanting her to be as comfortable as possible. In the back of his mind, with his post-nut clarity, he still couldn't understand what it was about Evangeline that made him act the way he did. They'd been trying to kill each other before the explosion. Why didn't they continue trying to kill each other after the explosion? Even as he tried to mull over the situation and all the ways it didn't make sense, he still rubbed slow circles on her back with one hand and lifted the other to stroke her poor disheveled red hair. He nuzzled a little closer into her neck, pressing a tender kiss to the pulse point once more, even as he desperately tried to give her the aftercare he was sure she'd need.
 
With her hands released the first thing she did was fling about about him and nails straight down his back, cooing softly with further bliss as he filled her with cum. Her hands moved with timing to his shoulders as he rolled them and she groaned into his ear, nuzzling it. She did feel them so joined but something about it calmed her and she merely cuddled herself into his form, holding and trying to relax after such a release and bliss-bound moment. Each breath trickled against his neck in softer tickles of lightning.

Her mind hadn't even gotten back to the .. they had stopped trying to kill each other. Not yet. Something about the moment of now more seemed to demand she just enjoy it, soak it in. Each touch, each nuzzles with him soothing those waves down to a dull soft feeling of calm and feeling safe.

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Death paused hand lifted, soul transitioning from within the dead man in front of her to the ghostly outline of him there with her. She smiled at him then, giving him her attention and guiding him on. Then she paused cocking her head. Something. She felt something that should have been impossible. As if one of the later awoken horsemen, had risen up from their slumber. No. No, this wasn't supposed to occur now. Not for a few thousand and some change. Or so the hourglass told her as she lifted it out. Noticing the sand within it running wrong as if the world had gone out of sync with the Plan.
 
So many things could have happened to ruin the moment at the end, and Mairo knew it, and yet there he was, holding Evangeline, rubbing her back, stroking her hair, and nuzzling her neck as he tried to ease them both down from the tumultuous high of their coupling. She'd painlessly taken both his cock and his knot, despite being a pure virgin angel, and he didn't know why or how, and yet he rubbed her back and stroked her hair. She made him feel so many things that were as unlike him as it gets. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt fear, unease, or uncertainty, and yet he'd felt all of them with her over the course of an hour. Yet he rubbed her back and stroked her hair. He still felt the lightning of the lightning everywhere their skin touched, but for some reason now it had a softer feel to it, like a tickle or a whisper. Even her breath against his neck was causing it, almost like whatever was causing the lightning feeling was growing stronger, changing and adapting...Yet he rubbed her back and stroked her hair. Everything was wrong, screwed up, and generally fucked, making him want to scream, rage, kill, and destroy, yet he rubbed her back and stroked her hair. He didn't know why it calmed him down, why he felt better when he held her, more stable and strong, but if everything else had to be fucked up, he was glad that he wasn't alone.

Mairo's mind played back the events of the human attack, the strength he'd felt when she was threatened, the speed with which he'd acted. He saw each movement like it was in slow motion, but most especially the last one. He'd held two swords and had an angel on her knees. He could have killed her a thousand different ways, but he gave her her sword back so she could punish the coward that had struck her.

Mairo's eyes dropped to half mast as he continued to rub Evangeline's back and stroke her hair. He nuzzled her neck again as he felt his head bob, and pressed one more tender kiss to it before finally letting his head fall back against the ground. He'd wanted to tell her that he would keep watch as she rested, but with everything that had happened and the adrenaline wearing off, he was well and truly spent. Though his eyes drifted closed, his breathing steadied, and his hands stilled on her back and hair, his arms remained around her, even as he drifted into a deep and dreamless sleep.
 
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Indeed the beginning of their soulmate bond was learning its way with the two. Entwined through both it was like a living breathing tie stretched between them. If they worked together on things, spent time together, didn't fight each other. It grew slowly stronger. Those things strengthen it, and in turn, strengthen them. It was why her body had been able to take his cock and the knot in those moments, because he was, in essence, the other half of her. The missing part which had gotten lost when he'd fallen all those long years ago.

Of course, Evangeline knew nothing of this with him. She just knew being with him, being touched and taken by him in those moments had been a blissful kind of pleasure. That even now being stroked innocently by him felt so much more right, than anyone else's innocent touch had. It made them here like this feel so right her heart almost hurt with the joy these moments had made her feel.

Even as Mairo was getting drowsy Eve's own eyes were fluttering shut at times. Her cheek nuzzled to his chest. They were still for now locked intimately by his knot, which would eventually subside. She felt peace. Dimly there was some realisation on the cusp of sleep, the barest single instant as her mind guttered under the need for rest. That someone was there with them. Yet, she didn't wake. Didn't feel threatened.

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Indeed as they both just fell into sleep Death arrived, one hand sweeping black hair up over an ear, while her dress which had slits to each hip, bearing from there down along toned legs, to long boots. Her Scythe of reaping manifested into her hands. As she seeks to protect the two sleeping there with their fire. Wrapping them within a protection spell which would allow them uninterrupted rest. With, War unable to locate which direction to start heading. The Great Plan; had been sprung early. Death, had her own mission, seeing it returned to normal.
 
Though Mairo slept long and good holding the soulmate he didn't know he had, War would never sleep. His movements started out slow and stiff after his long rest, made even more complicated by the large and heavy suit of armor that he wore. With every step he took though, his gait got longer, faster, and more smooth. He was covered from head to toe in adamantine armor, with the only bit of the real him that could be seen being his blood red eyes through the slits of his helmet. His gait took him first to a stone altar that held his weapons, two greatswords made of the same dark grey metal as his armor. Once his weapons were in place on his back, he stepped to the stone horse beside the altar, laying his hand upon it and waiting. Nothing happened at first, but after but a few second, the stone slowly faded away, giving way to a large and impressive looking grey stallion. A single motion was all that was needed for him to haul himself into the saddle, followed by another motion to stir the horse to motion, the man's blood red cape sweeping out behind him as the beast surged forward. He didn't know which direction to go in or who he was looking for, but such things only mattered so much. Now that he was awake, any and all angry or violent thoughts had by any mortal in an ever-widening radius would be amplified, forcing his targets to reveal themselves.

Mairo stirred in his sleep and started to wake. Despite his best efforts though, the gentle tickling feeling of Evangeline's breathing against his chest won out, leading to him opening his eyes and being greeted by the sight of the beautiful angel. She was exactly where she'd been when he fell asleep the night before, resting comfortably on his chest, still cradled between his arms even. Neither of them had seemed to move so much as an inch during the night. He swallowed hard as he looked down at her, wondering how she would feel about everything that had taken place the day before now that she'd gotten some sleep and had time to think on it. He of course had some misgivings about the whole situation, but wouldn't go as far as to say that he had regrets. He did find himself torn though, between waking her up and letting her sleep. He eventually chose the latter of the two options, if for no other reason than he knew that they had plenty of time left in the day to make the three hour journey to the city. So he just laid back and tried to keep his breathing slow and steady for her, figuring he'd only wake her up if she tried to sleep too much of the day away.
 
Death felt the two stirring awake. the demon closer to waking than the Angel. She blended with the nothingness of her way of watching over the living to stand over them still. Even the demon wouldn't for now realise she stood there. Protecting them from War. Death also felt distantly War collecting his weapons, his horse, and starting out on the beginnings of his journey. It was why she remained there.

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Eve on some level was aware the Mairo had awoken. Yet she remained snuggled in on top of him wrapped in the arms of sleep. Eventually, she began to show visible signs of stirring. One hand curved over his shoulder, and that curvy frame moved against Mairo's. Lashes twitching. Then she woke. In those first fleeing moments she found herself looking into his eyes. Watching him. It began to filter into her mind what they'd done last night. It could well be why she began to smile a little. Innocent in her own way despite the sex they'd had. "..I need to move don't I?" Unwzre of Death, she only knew they might really need to get moving with daylight here. Dressed, moving and off to that settlement. Before someone stumbled onto them in such undressed states.
 
Even when Mairo saw and felt Evangeline he remained still, something that was much harder for him in that moment than he would have suspected. He wanted so badly to rub her back or stroke her hair, but he also didn't want to push or pressure her to react one way or the other when she woke up. He'd naturally be hurt if she recoiled from him, for reasons he still didn't understand, but he also understand it. Thankfully for him though, when those beautiful light blue eyes opened and met his violet gaze, they came with a smile.

Evangeline's words pulled a soft chuckle from Mairo, the motion of his frame laughing taking her up and down on his chest at the same time. "When you're ready..." His words came with the actions he'd wanted to do before, soft glides of his hand across her back with one hand as his other hand gently stroked her hair. "I promise I won't dump you in the river this time...probably." He started before offering up a coy smile. He of course remembered what he'd done the last time, and couldn't help but marvel at just how much had changed between them in such a short amount of time. Nothing made sense, and yet it just felt right to be here with her.
 
Reminded of his actions, and the rage and hurt which hit her. She was puzzled when she felt both like and dislike of him flash through her. Like, because he said he'd promise not to dump her in it. But then, hate the probably.

The moment hate flashed through her, she felt a moment of rising sickness. It rolled through her, and both their hearts felt tighter. Him, because he felt the reaction of her body to that sick feeling. A roll off him and a hand rising to touch her mouth, as she swallowed and shook a little. Now she was laying on his pants. Further away from where any of her clothing was. It was a struggle to sit up then, that nausea lessening slowly as a thought of last night flickered in her mind. His hand touched her in multiple ways.
 
Mairo realized his mistake immediately after he said the joking words, but was too slow to stop Evangeline's reaction to them. He watched her roll off of him as he felt his heart tighten in his chest, the sensation of it pulling a sharp gasp from him as he clutched his chest with one hand while also rolling and scrambling up to his knees with the help of the other. Despite the tightness in his chest leading to him gasping for breath, he still fought against himself as he crawled towards her, desperate to rectify his mistake.

"I'm sorry...Evangeline...I'm sorry." Mairo both said and repeated as he reached her, his free hand moving to her shoulder. He found himself desperately hoping that she wouldn't push him away, even as his right hand still clutched his chest. "It was a joke...I promise...just a joke." He tore his right hand from his chest, still gasping for breath as he tried to turn her towards him and wrap his arms around her once more.
 
Shuddering softly while very much not moving she argued against that inner feeling that hit her then, even as he pulled her finally into his nude frame, Eve clutched him and seemed to just fit herself in against him. One leg ended up over his, the other under his, one half wrapped about, thus her calf almost against his ass. Delicate hands splayed across that muscled back with black wings etched onto its flesh. She buried her face into his neck and felt that sickness subsiding fast. It made her breathe in little gasps, exhaling warm air over his neck and shoulder at times. "...I don't know what was wrong with me there for a moment, the second, yesterday's event flashed through my mind, it was like something wormed its way in for a moment and I felt flooded with reaction to it." She didn't know it yet she was fairly much describing War's effect of how his hate and violence took seed in any opening. "...and doing this, being here with you, held by you, it's like it's some bad nightmare chased away by the light of day." She laughed a little, it wasn't a full of joy laugh, more confused. "I think I'd like to get out of here... Mairo. We need to leave. There could be something here, affecting us. With how ..." She paused trying to dredge up a word, "changed, we are should head for that settlement, see if getting further away from here helps?"
 
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