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It started out quite innocently. Raphael only asked her to help him with his shedding wings and she had happily accepted his request. So why are they entangled together between his sheets now?
Her lips felt soft against him, a feeling that he’ll never get enough. Strange. Angels are creature of virtues, so what is this burning feeling in his stomach? a feeling akin to hunger yet this feels....different.
They separated, a string of saliva formed between them. Both of them flushed. Raphael think he has lost his mind, that must be it. Otherwise why hasn’t he stopped what they are doing right now and instead craved for more?
Raphael was about to kiss her again when she suddenly pushed him back gently, catching him by surprise. Raphael thought she must’ve come to her sense and regretted what have transpired before but when he caught her gaze he was surprised. Lust clouded her eyes. His heart thumped loudly in his chest. His eyes must’ve mirrored hers.
She smiled at him and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. Her hands slipped underneath his black top, signaling him to undress his top which he complied. He dropped his black top, arm sleeves and his Celestial robe to the floor. It felt so sinful to discard his Father’s given garment like this but he can’t stop, he doesn’t want to.
Her fingers traced his jaws and down to his pectoral, then she rests her hand there. Raphael leaned back onto the soft pillows and let her climb on top of him. She looked so pretty sitting on top of him with flushed face, he thought. Raphael trembled a little as her fingertip grazed his abdomen lightly.
Their eyes met again. She leaned forward and he captured her lips again. Raphael placed one of his hand on the back of her head to deepen the kiss and the other on her waist. Wanting to savor the feeling of her kiss and the way her body is pressed against him.
She broke the kiss with a giggle and starts kissing his jaw and neck, leaving small marks along the way. Raphael’s breath starts to get harsher as she worked her way down to his midriff. The coil in his stomach tightening.
Stopping herself to observe him, she sat up. Raphael is truly a divine sight to see with darkened cheeks and slight sheen on his skin from perspiration
She turned her attention to the tent that is forming in his pants. She wanted to test the water and pressed it lightly, making him suck in a sharp breath. Feeling a strange sensation he never felt before, yet it wasn’t unwelcome.
Making contact with his deep blue eyes, she asks through her eyes if he wanted to continue or stop right here. He responded with getting up, helping her undoing his pants.
She had to swallow her saliva at the sight of his bare body. His Father must’ve carved Raphael with his own hands. Mortal made carving or painting didn’t do him justice. After he is done undressing she reached for his hand, guiding him to lean back against the pillows. His pulse racing from the anticipation.
Raphael let out a strangled moan as she touched his leaking tip, spreading it on to his shaft and start her ministration. Setting the pace slow and steady.
The room soon filled with Raphael’s harsh breathing and the sound of slick flesh. He is overwhelmed by the unfamiliar feeling, who knows sinning could feel so heavenly? He dug his blunt nails into his palm, desperate for something to ground him.
However that action proved to be useless when she leaned forward and took him into her mouth.
The sound he let out is absolutely ungodly. Her ears perked up at that, wanting to hear more. She used her hand to stroke his base where her mouth can’t reach and slowly fall in to a rhythm.
He gripped the sheets below him, not wanting to lose himself entirely to the sensation of her warm mouth on him and trying to hold his moans. However she won’t let him and doubled her effort.
The sheet he has been gripping tore from the sheer force of his grips when she teased his shaft with her teeth, tongue pressing against the lower vein making his waist tremble.
He is close, she can tell. The muscle on his thigh is taut, his breath stuttered as he reached the back of her head signalling her to took him deeper. She complied.
It took her a few strokes until he is coming undone in her mouth, filling her mouth with his fluid. She swallowed it and then releasing him with a pop.
Raphael shut his eyes tightly as he try to regulate his ragged breathing, his chest heaving. In his long life, never before he felt something like this let alone trying it. Now he knew why is it so easy for mortal to fall into the temptation of sins. Even an angel like him can’t refuse it.
He let his eyes open and saw her smiling at him. Raphael reached his hands to her, beckoning her to fall into his embrace and kissed her, tasting himself in her mouth.
They stayed in that position for quite sometime. After coming down from his high he just realized. She is still fully clothed.
Raphael raised an eyebrow. This must be rectified quickly.
Raphael sat straighter, bringing her body along with him. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back slightly, making her gaze at him questioningly.
Raphael’s hand traveled down to where her dress buttons are located and playfully fiddling it, gazing straight into her eyes, asking for permission. She gulped at this, understand what he is trying to imply.
She nodded her head
He undid her buttons one by one, taking his time, reveling the way she shivered slightly whenever his hand ghosted over the slowly revealed skin beneath her dress. After all the buttons are undone, he slid the straps from her shoulders and let the dress pool around her waist, exposing her bare skin and underwear.
Raphael paused to admire the figure in front of him. Smooth skin and the beautiful curves of her body. It’s not the first time he saw a woman’s body but surely it’s the first time he look upon them with lust.
The slow heaving of her chest shook him out of his musing, he diverted his gaze back to her flushing red face. Smiling to himself as he thought of giving her a ‘payback’.
He pushed her gently to mattress as he hovered his lips over her jaws and slowly slide down to the crook of her neck to give it a light suck, humming in satisfaction as she let out a shuddering breath.
She moved her hand to his head and let her fingers rake over his soft hair as he give light kisses all over her still clothed chest, frustrated at his teasing and the way he takes his time. She tried unclasp the front hook of her bra but he quickly grabbed her right wrist and take the other wrist onto his hand to pin it above her head. Shocked from the turn of the event, her hand went still as she widened her eyes at the sight of his slightly smug smile. Heat spread in her lower belly.
He then used the other hand to slid beneath the cloth and tease the soft skin of her under chest, making her inhale slowly from the contact. Raphael removed his hand from her chest to caress the smooth skin of her belly, leaving small kisses here and there making her giggle at the ticking sensation.
Raphael let go both of her wrist and she pulled him to kiss her again, pressing both of her palms to his lower jaws, deepening their kiss. His hands glide down to reach the hook of her bra and unclasp it, yanking it and throwing it away. He messaged her chest gently, making their kiss falter.
He let his hand go down until he reached the band of her underwear. Raphael touched the fabric of her underwear with his fingers until he found her clit and rubbed it, making her broke their kiss and moan loudly. He can feel the wet patch on her underwear. Her legs shaking slightly from his light teasing.
He positioned himself between her legs and lightly suck on the soft skin of her thighs, making them decorated in purplish red color. He observed her messy appearance, face drenched in sweats and her bangs sticking on her forehead. She looked ethereal like this, he mused. How lucky of him.
Raphael pulled the band of her underwear to strip her bare completely and found that she is absolutely drenched. He swallowed and felt himself stir again, but he reminded himself that he’ll give her an adequate payback.
She moaned when she felt him kiss her lower lips. Her back arched as he teased her tense bud with his tongue and giving it a light suck. He gave her inner lips a few swipe before inserting a finger and started pumping. Her legs circled around his neck to urge him faster. Raphael can feel her inner walls contracting around his finger as he continue teasing her hardened bud.
Her hand flew to his head and pulled on his hair slightly, unsure whether the feeling is too much or not enough. He inserted a second finger and fastened his pace, feeling her thighs tremble besides his face. Raphael found how endearing it is to hear her being so loud.
She came undone with a loud squeal, walls squeezing his fingers inside her.
Raphael licked the mess on his lips and his fingers as he watched her trying to regain her breathing. The way she tasted is unfamiliar, but he can get used to it. Oh he will.
He leaned down to connect his forehead with hers, staring as her eyes slowly fluttered open as her breathing calmed down. After a few minutes passed, she pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, telling him that she’s fine.
Raphael grabbed her hips and aligned his tips into her, pushing in slowly. Both of them moaned at the friction. She grabbed Raphael’s arm, biting her lips as she felt him getting deeper and deeper. Tears welled in her eyes as both pain and pleasure mixed together.
Both of them groaned when he’s finally fully sheathed. Her heart beats faster in her chest when he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and started moving slowly. Both of them soon fall into a rhythm and the room filled with their harsh breathing and moans.
Raphael had to watch himself to not shatter her hip bones with his grips, though he is sure they will leave it marks on her skin for several days.
Her grips on his wrist getting stronger as she dug her sharp nails into his skin, making him wince at the slight pain. His rhythm falter as he felt her walls squeezing him. She is close and so he is. He quickened his pace.
She arched her back and screamed as her peak washed over her. Raphael groaned at the sight of her and the feeling of himself being clenched by her high. He followed after a few more thrust, not even bothering holding his choked moan.
Raphael let go both of her legs to fall on top of her, hugging her as she reciprocated the gesture. Both trying to calm down from their high.
She kissed the top his head as she run her fingers on his back, making him shudder. They stayed on that position for a while, just basking in each other presence.
He lifted his head slightly, nuzzling her cheek. They stared into each others eyes, knowing what they want.
Though this time, she flipped their position and sat on top of him.
It’s her turn now.