The Path to Grace (closed)

She was cautious now......wary.....and he had to be careful.

Kneeling gently, he offered her his arm as he helped her off the floor, patiently waiting for her as she adjusted. He could feel her arm where it met him through his jacket.....an almost arousing level of discomfort where they touch. And he knew....slowly.....she was becoming his.

"Very well then.....over here please."

Nodding softly at her words, he led her to the studio's lone bathroom, opening it before her with a concerned flourish. Folded neatly on the room's lone basinet was her jeans.....

"Please feel free to change in here. Don't worry, it locks from the inside so there won't be any unprofessionalism on my part. I want you to let me know if you continue to feel sick, Chastity. I'd much rather we call this off and reschedule than have you risk your health on some bad food. I'll be calling that restaurant tomorrow and complaining."

As soon as the door closed behind her, he grinned openly. It was going to get much much worse before it got any better for her. Not only had he not told her just how tight the jeans would fit her lovely frame.....but he had added his own element.....just a few drops of his own essence....long since having soaked into the fabric.....imbuing it with his insatiable lust.

Direct contact was dangerous. But indirect contact.....

Could be fun to watch.
 
Closing the door behind him as he walked out she turned around. Looking at the jeans she slid out of her dress and pulled them on. Finding one of his button up country shirts she pulled it on. Finishing off she looked in the mirror. Pulling her hair out of the color. Looking down she sighed realizing that her shoes didn't match pulling them off she smiled.

Giving herself another once over she looked at the shirt. It didn't look appealing as she stood there. Biting her bottom lip she unbuttoned the bottom buttons and the top two. Leaving only two buttons buttoned in the middle. Just covering her bra. Smiling she took a deep breath gaining her confidence before walking out of the bathroom and back over to him.

"hows this?"

She asked him sweetly as she stood there looking as if she belonged on a farm or in a field full of summer flowers with the woods all around them. Smiling she let her thoughts trail as she waited for him to say something.
 
"Hows this?"

He turned....grateful for the first time, that he found himself in the position he was in....able to run a practiced eye over her womanly curves and not even suspected of the perversion that ran so deeply in his soul each time he did just that.

"Perfect. I love that you lost the shoes, that will go well with the outdoor shot....and is....is that one of my shirts?"

He laughed a little, not wanting her to think him mad at her in any way.

"Not what I expected, but it suits you, and I think it will make a great shot. I do have to insist that you wear your shoes down to the shoot at least. While the clothes seem to suit you....blisters won't."

He busied himself with gathering his equipment as she watched. Camaras....lighting and shades in case it was needed....and of course film....lots and lots of film.....

"I actually have a truck downstairs if you don't mind riding shotgun. Now that I've gotten my morning walk out of the way, and met my next beautiful model, I don't think that walking back to the park is really something that interests me at the moment. But if you disagree....."

Somehow he corralled the bulk of the matter into svelte looking carrying cases, much of it collapsible for easier portage.

"Let's get to work."
 
Nodding as she listened she smiled. Hiding her thoughts and keeping them to herself. Inside herself she sighed, she was hoping he would see more then just a model when he had seen her but he didn't. The thought bothered her. She wanted him to be blown away...

Shaking the thoughts away she nodded and went back to the bathroom to put her shoes back on. Walking back out she went over to where he was.

"Is there anything I can help with?"

She asked him politely as she stood there waiting. She was nervous, she didn't understand why, or how. Having never felt anything like she was now at this moment in front of him. She wanted to be noticed, she felt attracted to him and it was driving her mad.
 
"Is there anything I can help with?"

Yes. Keep standing there looking all flushed and needy. It's doing wonders for me. At least....that's what he wanted to say. Instead, he just smiled and shook his head slowly. She was stunning, more so than any of the human women he had sated himself with, and his cock ached just looking at her.....

"You can get yourself in the proper mindset for now. I imagine its tough, being a first timer and all. Really though, all I want you to think about once we're there.....is what you would do....if you were wearing exactly what you are right now. Only you just met the man of your dreams and you desperately want him to notice you."

The last of the bags slid easily into the flatbed of his truck, did she noticed how long it took for his gaze to sweep across her? Best to keep control of himself....despite how hard it was to do just that.

"Think you can do that?"

He waited until he felt the passenger door slam, already behind the wheel, trying to ignore for now the lovely creature poised beside him. If this shoot went well, who knows what else he could con her into doing.....especially when she found the money to be to her liking. He would see to that himself.

"Back to the park it is then."

He was in no mood to waste time, not when she could notice the bulge in the front of his own jeans any second now......if the poor girl even knew what that bulge meant or its intended use either. Thankfully, it was a short drive, and before either of them knew it.....he was instructing her how to help set up the camaras for the shoot, shooing away a few curious onlookers before they had the chance to disrupt anything.....

"Ready when you are.....let's see what you got, Chastity."
 
Chastity stood there for a few moments. Her head spinning. She didn't know the first thing about relationships. She knew how this man made her feel and it was the first time she had ever felt anything for anyone before. So she had nothing to compare it to. Standing there for a few moments she finally smiled.

Looking around at her surroundings she smiled as she finally looked down at herself. Taking the collar of the shirt in both of her hands she pulled it up to her nose and inhaled deeply. Looking over to where he was her face lit up and she finally picked up his scent off of his shirt. Standing there she closed her eyes and allowed herself to get lost in the moment of it all.
 
She had wanted his attention. Well she had it now.

A dark part of him wondered if she even realized how she looked, sashaying and sauntering in front of the camera. It was amusing to note the almost desperate look in her eyes as she in turn studied him....his own reaction all she really had to go by. That...and the occasional lewd whistle from afternoon joggers as she worked those tight jeans hard for him, his shutter snapping again and again.

His client would love this. Love the awkwardness they exuded, though only he knew why. They would see it in every photo to be sure, but would never know that it was the girl's innocence that made these photos truly what they were. Sexy....sensual.....in a completely naive way.

For his part, he kept his eyes on her, encouraging her every step of the way. The first layer of her defenses was stripped away to be sure....leaving her ever more vulnerable to him. Even he hadn't expected such an immediate reaction to his little trap......but the effects were certainly rewarding!

"Perfect, perfect hun, just like that. Move your hips outward a little more, straighten your back, look proud! Yes! Good!"

He didn't bother to tell her just how seductive those poses made her look, how arching her back thrust those glorious breasts fully into the camara's view.....her proud, defiant look sending an ache into the deepest regions of his loins.....
 
Chastity smiled looking at him. Her thoughts swimming in her mind. Her eyes dropped to the ground as she realized he saw her only as his client, as a model. A deep sigh filled her, unsure as to why she felt this way, why she felt this way about him. She stood there lost in her moment.

His scent was all over her as she stood there, she wondered what he felt like, what he tasted like but she had no idea. Standing there she waited. Trying to understand what it felt like. Understand why she even wanted to know what it would or would not feel like.

Her eyes found his this time, her look far and off some where and some place else, as her mind spun in circles trying to understand. Standing there she simply stared at him, trying to put the pieces together to understand. Her gaze never wavered as she stood. Her body relaxed her arms wrapped around her as she chewed softly on her bottom lip, lost to the world around her, lost to what was going on, lost inside of herself.
 
A hand on her shoulder.....now only a mild discomfort.....

He had to keep from showing his surprise. Had she really begun to slip that far in such a short time? His dark soul screamed silently in triumph....she would be his much sooner than he had anticipated! Who would have thought his latest plan would turn out to be so unnerving for her and her precious purity?

"Are you ok? You look confused? Don't worry, Chastity....you did great. You were incredibly sexy, hun. I couldn't take my eyes off you. Unfortunately, the camara ran out of film."

He laughed openly, his jubilation anything but fake. Still...he had to be careful. This was no human woman he could just throw to the ground and rape senseless. No....he had to continue with his slow seduction of her senses if he had any chance of succeeding. At least.....she was far enough along now that the annoying visits from angels had ceased. She was most likely becoming harder for them to detect.....

"Let's head home, shall we? Or if you prefer, I could drop you off at your place. Oh, and there's the matter of your payment."

He reached into the back pocket of his jeans, pulling out three crisp hundreds and pressing them into her shaky palm.

"Not bad for a few hours work, huh? Now let's get you to a place where you can rest. I still don't think that food is sitting well with you."
 
Looking up to him she smiled softly her eyes tracing every curve of his face as she did. Not realizing what she was doing she continued. Slowly as one of her fingers gently traced his jaw line. Finally the realization hit her as she stood there. Pulling her hand away quickly her eyes dropped to the money now sitting in her palm.

"Thank you, and usually I just walk home....well the place I am sleeping for now.... its on the campground not far from here."

She said simply. Not realizing how odd it was. She really had nothing, except a tent a few clothes and little money. Standing there she looked up to him shrugged and smiled.
 
It was a simple enough place to find. Less simple to understand why exactly she was living there.....

"A tent?"

The two of them looked out at her meager homespread from the windows of the truck.

"You live in a tent?"

And from the look of things she didn't have much either. Slowly, silently, he reached for her.....a dark hand settling upon a sculpted thigh. It was exciting. The pain was almost gone.....but was always quick to return.....the closer he got to touching her.....there. He looked up and saw her look of embarrassment at his words.

"I'm sorry, I just really think you can do better than this. This is a place you sleep if you want to get raped, Chastity. You're not out here all alone are you?"

The thought of raping her sent a dark pulse through his mortal shell. He could no doubt try now.....it would hurt, but he could push her to the ground right now and conquer her one thrust at a time if he chose to do so......

No. It would be a hollow victory. He would continue to assail her with touches, with his essence, with his....lust. Until she came to him for her final defilement. Her petals parting, knowledge coming too late of what he really was. She would fall....this naive.....innocent angel. And from the ashes would rise something truly sensual.....and wicked.

Still, he couldn't bring her back to the studio. Not with how she had reacted. She had no doubt felt the death of dozens of mortals he had taken.....and disposed of there.

"If you'd like, I could put you up in a hotel room for now, Charity. On the condition of course that you stay on as one of my models. I rather enjoyed....working with you."

He knew he left that sentence far too open with far too much meaning behind it.....

But with any luck, she wouldn't care.
 
Sitting there her eyes darted between him and her home. Well at least what she now knew as her home. Sighing heavily she dropped her eyes before returning her gaze to him. A gentle smile touched her lips. But embarrassment ran deep in her veins.

"I would greatly appreciate that, thank you. But I am sure I could just sleep on your couch and then you would save money and know that I was safe."

She said to him softly. She had been told how much money was important here so she figured that would be a better option. Sitting there her eyes darted out the window to her tent. Looking back to him she gave him a gentle smile.

"Before you decide which I need to go and grab a few things."

She said to him, as she stepped out of his vehicle and went to her tent. Sliding inside she packed the little she had away in her white silk bag. She still had her Holy Robes along with the cords. She had a little golden music box and a few outfits she had been given when sent here. Taking the things she had she took her white bag and left the tent. A soft smile on her lips at the thought of new beginnings.
 
"I would greatly appreciate that, thank you. But I am sure I could just sleep on your couch and then you would save money and know that I was safe."

His home?

For a moment his mind raced. He had no home. And he couldn't likely take her back to the crypt that had been his next closest thing. He wandered this world, consuming the innocent, defiling the pure, making a mockery of the righteous every chance he could. And yet it all ended the same way.....with boredom, and so he moved on from place to place. Perhaps he would find a home in her, but that would take time.......

"I actually just bought a new place of my own. You're more than welcome to stay if that's what you truly want."

His smile was tremorous at best....she actually had him worried this time. How could he get out of this one? Still....the fact that she didn't want to leave him left his own filthy soul feeling elated. He would do anything, kill anyone, to keep up this farce just long enough......

Fortunately one of his male models had owned a lakefront cabin nearby......that would do nicely......the authorities were still busy looking for him. With any luck....it would be properly furnished so he could continue.....entertaining....the lovely Chastity.

Silently he waited for her to gather her things. And when she looked over at him as the door slammed behind her re-entry.....she was met with his best imitation of a pleasant smile.

"Got everything? Alright then, here we go."

It took them longer than it should have.....him having never actually driven there before, only having dredged up the address from his expansive memory. But he easily explained it away with a desire to admire the lakeside scenery, and how lovely the setting sun's rays made her skin look to him.....

Finally, the dust settled behind them as his pickup truck pulled into the gravel driveway......the golden orb in the sky nearly swallowed by the shimmering waters of the lake.

"Here we are....."
 
Chastity was silent for most of the ride. It was truly beautiful. Sure Heaven was beautiful as well but this was an entirely different kind of beauty. Sitting there her eyes stared across the lake in awe as she sat there. God's work was truly majestic she thought silently to herself and then mumbled thank you Lord.

"Ok....it is truly beautiful here thank you for allowing me the pleasure of seeing all of this."

She said to him. Her voice truly grateful, although there was a sadness within her. As much as she loved Heaven she was coming to love this place but in due time she would no doubt have to leave all of this behind as if she had never been here. She knew these were human emotions, but she was met to feel them. Sitting there she waited silently for him to say something.
 
"Ok....it is truly beautiful here thank you for allowing me the pleasure of seeing all of this."

Her prayers made his head hurt.....and he found himself closing his eyes in discomfort. If she noticed at all, he would just say he was taking in a deep breath of fresh lake air. He would put an end to those soon enough, he would bear the pain for now.

Here in this place, she would be around him constantly, and that proximity would no doubt expediate her change as she wore his aura about her like a tattered cloak. She seemed sad and unhappy for some reason, and he knew he shouldn't care....at least not yet.....not until she turned into something that was truly worthy of him and his morbid heart. But he couldn't afford for her to remain unhappy, couldn't let sadness get in the way of what he had planned.

She must be kept here at all costs.

"Is something wrong, Chastity? You don't need to thank me you know. I just wish I'd known about your living arrangements sooner."

He ushered her in slowly, not wanting to seem hurried as she took a moment to admire the view, muttering another of her damned prayers. When would she stop that?! How he longed to hear those full, luscious lips used to utter curses and profanities humans had yet to invent.

He busied himself in the cabin's small kitchen.....putting a tiny electric coffee maker to use. Just enough to brew two cups, that should take her mind off things for just a little while.

"I'm making some coffee if you'd like some. Why don't you come inside, hun? We still need to discuss sleeping arrangements.......preferably before night falls and things get too awkward."
 
Chastity followed him inside. Looking around the house was truly beautiful and she was in awe. When she heard him ask her what was wrong she looked at him slightly confused. Thinking over what she should say, she couldn't really tell him the truth as to why she felt what she was feeling now, hell he would think that she was nuts. Standing there she smiled and took a deep breath.

"I am just grateful is all....why would things be awkward at night... in all it is simply another part of the day right..."

She was still confused as to what he had met. Common sense should have explained it, but this was all new to her and well common sense had not caught up with her just yet. She was still adjusting to the changes, the way she felt, the way he made her feel. The way she wanted to be noticed. She could not believe some of her thoughts but she knew that this was suppose to happen.
 
"I am just grateful is all....why would things be awkward at night... in all it is simply another part of the day right..."

He stiffened slightly, shocked into motionlessness as the coffee percolated. Could she really be that naive? To be a virgin was one thing of course.....but to not know the implications of a man and a woman sleeping together?

It was perfect. Perhaps even the opening he had been looking for. True, he couldn't touch her purest of places just yet......but she had been exposed to him enough that he could touch her. And all he needed was that tiny chink in her holy armor.

"So you're alright with sharing the bed, then? Fair enough."

A more gallant man would have insisted on sleeping on the floor. He was a far cry from gallant....hell...he wasn't even a MAN, well, not in a human sense anyway. Besides.....a night beside him would do wonders for her naivety. It was all he could do to hide his grin from her as he thought of his touch seeping into her for an entire rotation of the moon.....

She might very well wake up a different person.
 
Chastity stood there a simple smile on her lips as she listened to him. She found herself liking him, liking his company, liking the way he looked at her, she wanted more than that though. She didn't want him to just want her body, that seemed wrong, and unholy and to be honest, like it would not be worth her time. Walking around to face him she looked him into the eyes.

"So tell me why a man as your self has no better half, no one to keep warm with on the cold nights, no one to be close to... "

She said to him. She knew her words were taunting and evasive but she really didn't care. Sure she didn't know much but more and more knowledge came to her the longer she was here, and more memories of heaven and her lessons for this were coming back. She was baiting him to find out more information about him, the keep the conversation less awkward then what it had been before.
 
The demon paused in the midst of his coffee making. Seconds seemed like minutes as his mind raced along the edges of her question and the implications that it held for him. That was a question often spoken by humans who were testing whether or not their target had a mate, often because they desired to be that mate but were too shy or insecure to aggressively pursue.

Yet she was not human. And she was hardly insecure or shy. So why.....?

"My work. Few women trust a man who stares at the bodies of other women for a living. Not all of my clients pay for clothing ads. Many come to me seeking to know the simple art of a woman's body without such entrapments."

A rue smile as he finally turned to her, a steaming cup in his hand as he offered it to her. He didn't bother to taint the liquid in any way, pleased as he was with the progress he had been making already.

"Does it bother you? Knowing that I've seen other women nude before?"
 
Chastity smiled at his answer. She knew she should behave herself but as long as she broke none of the rules what could be the harm in having an enjoyable conversation with him. Looking him in the eyes she took the cup gracefully from him.

"Thank you, do you have any milk and sugar?.... Also to answer your question, I find the human body is a beautiful piece of art. It was never created to be hidden or ashamed of. Although that is what society has made it to be now. Sometimes things in their purest forms are when they are the most beautiful like a sunset, you would not want to hide or conceal that away now would you."

Everything she said to him, she honestly believed entirely. Chastity wouldn't lie, it was not how she was made. She was pure in every aspect even if it wasn't obvious.
 
He nodded thoughtfully. She had answered almost exactly as she knew she would. Turning silently, he went to the cupboards....almost relieved when he found sugar there. Milk would have gone bad by now, he wouldn't have chanced that with her......but this might do.

Finding a spoon took little effort, and seconds later he was scooping the little white granules into her cup, offering her the spoon for stirring as he drank his own black.

"Most don't see it that way, you're right. And any who truly appreciate it for what it is, are ruled perverse. So you see, I tend to keep to myself rather than take on a woman, only to have her find out later on what I do and watch her leave me as a result."

A calm sip of his coffee as he watched her, his gaze again roaming up and down her perfect body. The only thing missing was the wings, and while he couldn't see them yet, his mind drifted towards them.......wondering if she'd be able to keep them hidden as he forced orgasm after orgasm from her. He had to turn suddenly again to keep her from seeing the results of his brief but vivid vision.....the bulge in his pants pronounced and throbbing at the very thought of those snow white feathers blackening as he claimed her innocence and introduced her to a much more vibrantly sensual world.

A world where she would be forever his.

When he turned back to her moments later, it was with a heavy sigh.....under control once more. With any luck, she'd think he was just depressed from his lack of a love life.
 
Chastity listened to him, her mood growing sad at the thought of being alone. That was what she was destined for to be alone, of course she never felt how she did now. She no longer wanted to spend her existence alone for eternity. Walking over to him she set her cup down and placed her hands on his back tenderly.

"I am sorry to hear that. That would not be easy for anyone to go through. Walking alone in life is never easy regardless of Spiritual beliefs. People still need the comfort of a companion near."

She said softly, letting him know that she understood what he met.
 
Her touch thrilled him, and for a moment, the visions threatened to overwhelm his overactive mind once more.

It was the sadness that she radiated that kept them at bay. He was confused. He had sown sadness in a great many mortals during his long life, but it had always been with intent. He hadn't been intending to do so with her.....so why then?

Her fingers found the pseudo-muscles of his human form, tracing them lightly until a soft groan escaped him.

She thought he was going to be alone. Was she sad for him? That couldn't possibly be it. If only she knew how many he had raped for the sake of sating his carnal lusts, killed in the name of the Dark Prince......she wouldn't be sad, not for him. Still....perhaps it could be used.

"But is being alone preferable to finding someone who is only destined to hurt you?"

He looked up at her, a wan smile on his face as he arched beneath her touch. The room was growing darker, and from the corner of his eye he could see the amber glow of the setting sun as it began its descent to darkness.

His voice dipped lower then.....

"You are a work of art, Chastity. Thank you for working with me, and not judging me."

A soft chuckle, and a gentle smile as he gazed up at her.

"Perhaps one day we'll do a photo shoot of you. You're very beautiful."
 
His words saddened her even more. She felt for him, she felt sorry for him. No one deserved pain, and everyone deserved a fair chance at love.

"The one who your destined for wont hurt you. If they do then it was not the right one... I would never judge you. I would pass judgement on no one, because I would not want them to judge me. A shoot of me... as long as its tasteful and elegant... I don't do porn."

She said to him her voice was relaxed and melodic the entire time. She never lost her cool as she stood there with him. Feeling him beneath her relax more mad her smile softly. She wanted to know him, know what drove him, to know his past, to know him. She knew she could always just go and look, but that wasn't the same as someone telling you.
 
He nodded. Again her response was as it should be, though still tinged with that unusual sadness. A part of him wanted to kiss her, wanted to turn and take her in his arms......but the more level headed part of him knew that she was still too much herself, would taste the toxins...the filth.....the second he entered her mouth.

He had to bide his time. But by all the dark ones, this was more agonizing than when her touch had first burnt him!

"I never once said I did porn, Chastity. Just that I've photographed women naked for the sake of art before. Though, I guess I can see where you're coming from. Most see that form of art as softcore porn too."

Another chuckle, she was rather good at getting those muscles to relax. Too many of them were protesting at being cramped inside a body that was too small and too tight for them to function properly. Not to mention the fact that she was actually touching him of her own volition.

"One day though....one day perhaps people will be able to enjoy such a view without immediately thinking its disgraceful. I think it would hurt me to see anyone look at you in such a manner."

At least that much was truthful....and for a second his muscles tensed again beneath her fingers. She was to be his and his alone. Why else was he suffering like this? And any who mocked his prize.....his Chastity......would die a horribly grisly death, be they mortal or demon.

"I'd never ask you to do porn."

He looked up at her, and he meant what he said. It was one of those rare occasions, that he told the truth.
 
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