Her hands went to his belt as she kissed him. Before he knew it, the buckle was undone and she was unbuttoning his black shirt. When his hands slowly rose to her hips, she inhaled sharply but didn’t stop undressing him. His touch slid upward, mapping her curves until she pulled his shirt off. She went straight from that to unbuttoning his jeans.
As she handled this last bit of undressing, Rachel’s eyes turned up toward his. “I love you, Alex,” she said. Again, she tugged him close and kissed him. His arms went around her as their kiss became increasingly passionate.
When they finally parted, both of them breathless, Rachel’s smile and joyful gaze returned. Her hands were still on his jeans, now completely unfastened. “So, lover,” she grinned, “did you imagine me as romantic and innocent, or do you figure I’m a dirty girl?”
He was still overwhelmed. It took him a moment. “I want you to be yourself.”
Rachel slid his pants and boxer briefs down. She took his erect flesh in her hands, lightly but fondly caressing and stroking him while she raised her lips up yet again for another loving, intimate kiss. Their lips and tongues slid together for many long, sensuous seconds.
The smiling angel then pulled back and bent at the knees. Rachel kept her eyes on Alex’s lovestruck face as she licked the length of his cock. He let out a short moan, but before he could say this wasn’t necessary Rachel took him into her mouth.
He thought he would fall. His whole body went weak as this intimacy overwhelmed him. Within moments, Rachel was working him over fiercely, no longer caring about holding his gaze but rather focusing on bringing him to an unexpected height of pleasure.
She didn’t bring him to a finish. Rachel slowed again, looking up at him lovingly before she released him. When he was steady enough, she helped him get the rest of the way out of his jeans. “Just a teaser,” she winked. Then Rachel hooked her fingers around his neck to pull him along with her as she stepped back.
Alex stopped her before she got to the bed. “Just so we understand each other,” Alex said. He knelt before her.
“Oh, lover, you don’t have toooooooohhhh,” Rachel moaned. He was slower with his oral attentions than she was, but beyond that, it was much the same treatment. Alex’s hands slid around her ass while he explored her wonderful sex with his mouth. “Fuck,” she breathed as her eyes fell closed. “Fuck, oh fuck. Never…oh, I’ve never…Alex…”
“Never?” He kept at it. She was intoxicating. Luxurious. This was a joy.
Her voice was weak. “Would I lie to you? Oh, wow. Fuck, that’s…you…you’re amazing…”
“Then relax on the bed. I’m happy to keep this up.”
Rachel’s head shook. “Not yet. I want you. I want you to take me first.”
He couldn’t deny her. Alex rose again, and after a kiss and embrace to steady her, she pulled him the rest of the way to the bed. “Um,” he said, “what about your wings?”
Rachel just smiled. She tugged him down as she sat down on the bed and laid back. Her wings faded right through the mattress. “Wow,” Alex breathed.
“Wow is right,” the angel grinned, looking pointedly at his erection. “For such a good guy, you carry around a whole lot of pure sin.”
“Says my dirty girl,” Alex grinned back as he joined her on the bed.
She latched onto him, pulling her lover down against her with a joyous yelp. “I am,” she said between kisses. “I’m yours, Alex. Take me.”
They lay together exploring one another by touch, stoking mutual needs. Her legs soon parted. Her hands grabbed his ass, pulling at him eagerly. He slipped and teased and ground against her anyway, kissing her all the while. Rachel laughed in joyous frustration, fighting against the smile that made it so hard to kiss back effectively. The hand that slid over her breast helped a bit with that, turning her smile into a gasp of pleasure and heightened arousal. His fingers traced and ever so lightly pinched at her erect nipple. Their tongues intertwined. His cock kept sliding between her wet labia without actually penetrating.
“You’re evil,” Rachel whispered. She had one hand around his neck. The other reached down to take hold of his flesh.
“You were the one worried about rushing things,” he said. Alex began the slow, wondrous push between her lips. Rachel’s grip tightened as she pulled on him. His cock spread her open and pressed into her.
As if they weren’t wild with pleasure already, joining together set their bodies alive. The rush of penetration overtook Alex from head to toe. Rachel pulled and writhed against him with equal joy. Her sex felt so good around his that he thought he might lose control at any second.
Instead, that feeling stayed with him and never abated. He made another thrust, both fearful and yet unwillingly hopeful that it would set him off right there, but it did not. Alex pulled back and thrust again, and then again, and then again.
“Make me yours, lover,” Rachel urged. She bucked against him shamelessly, pulling on his hips with her nails scratching into his skin. “You’re mine. We’ll belong to each other.”
* * *
“Three layers. Triple checked. It’ll hold,” Molly said. She found no cracks in their summoning circle. No gaps broke the wax of the ritual circle beyond it, or the salt within it that enacted the summoning circle, or the circle of ash added to provide extra resilience. Satisfied, Molly put the magnifying glass down on the table.
“You know your lines?” Onyx asked.
“I do,” Molly winked.
They were back to their normal clothing and back to their apartment. The upstairs neighbors were out for the evening and the guy next door was at work. Heavy curtains blocked the windows. The pair enacted charms of discretion and disinterest around their apartment. It was all the privacy they could manage.
Not for the first time, the young couple longed for an acceptable way to make some money with their Practice. For one thing, they needed better digs.
“I still figure this is gonna take a couple hours. You ready?” Molly asked. She held a circlet of vines and stems. Interwoven within them were the strands of blonde hair Molly had found.
“I love you, Molly,” Onyx answered simply.
Molly grinned, took Onyx in her arms and kissed her guilty look away. She leaned her forehead against her lover’s. “This is why I’m with you,” the redhead reminded her. “There’s no point to all this if we can’t help our friends. It’s not about you sleeping with him. I like him, too.”
Onyx nodded. She let Molly pull away, then turned to light the last candle. Then she frowned. “Wait, like him how?”
“Oh please. You knew I was a tramp when you brought me home,” Molly laughed.
* * *
Alex had one hand slipped up under Rachel’s head, pulling her hair just firmly enough not to hurt. She gasped in pleasure, encouraging him with dirtier words than he’d ever heard strung together. His breathing became loud, even vocal, and as the intensity of their contact rose, their mouths came together in a rough, hungry, loving kiss.
It went on and on. A beautiful sunset passed, followed by clouded darkness. They didn’t notice. They lost all sense of anything other than one another. He didn’t realize just how much this was like his first time.
Their shared climax left them crying out, wet and uncontrolled and glorious. They clung together, trembled, gasped and sighed. Awareness slowly returned without diminishing the wild pleasure or intimacy of the moment.
“I love you, Alex,” the angel whispered. She sniffed. Tears fell from her eyes, streaming across her temples. “It worked. Oh, thank you, Lord. Thank you. It worked.”
Alex laughed a little. “Yeah, I was afraid I wouldn’t get the job done there, too.”
Rachel both laughed and sobbed happily. “No, you dummy. Not that.” She held him tightly as he trailed soft, loving kisses over her neck. “The binding ritual. We just completed it.”