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Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

The devil girl smiled, she knew he wanted to, maybe even needed, to cum but she was not yet ready to let him. He was so hesitant to play with her, she wanted him to be quicker about it but let him take his time. It was his first time after all. She felt his testing out different ways, smiling as he did so, an occasional moan finding its way out of lusciously red lips. Another, slightly louder one slipping through when he tweaked them. He was getting better but she wasn??t ready to let him go just yet. She stroked him at different paces. She would move faster, bringing him so close, then slow down enough so that he would not be able to reach it. She felt him throbbing and smiled. ??Soon.? She promised him to give him something to look forward to. But soon was relative and it could be a very long time before ??soon?? came. She gasped when she his lips on her erect nipples. She purred ??You??re very good at this.? Another moan escaped her as she felt him tongue flick the sensitive flesh. She wanted this to continue, to tease him for much longer but she was interrupted. Just as she sped up her hand again she heard a gasp at the door. Turning her head she looked to see all kinds of breakfast items. She smiled deviously at the woman, with one arm she held his head to her breast so he would not pull away, not that he would in the state she had him in, and looked over at the woman. ??Perhaps you should have acted sooner?? the devil suggested, a devious smile on her face. While the girl had been preparing to please his stomach she was pleasing the rest of him and very sure she had taken the right path.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Each moment that passed for Saga became more torturous as he was brought again and again to the brink of orgasm only to be denied while he was showing Lillith's breasts the time of their lives. Every stroke she game to him, he replied with a moan followed by a squeeze of the breasts. He wondered when this woman was going to finally give him what his body wanted and despite the fact that she kept saying, Soon, it wasn't giving him any comfort. Yet, he could do nothing but take it as his mind was seemingly being warped into submission just by being around this devil girl. That was until Dalia came in. As soon as the angel's presence was made known to him, something in Saga seemed to click on like a light. As his face was pressed up against Lillith's breast, a feeling of balance seemed to come to him just then. Without a second thought, the young man pushed himself away from the devil girl and backed away from her a bit, all the while staring at Dalia with a look of embarassment on his face. Dalia! he exclamated while pulling a sheet over himself to cover his nudity. It must have been discouraging for her to see him like this with Lillith, but in a way, Lillith was correct in taking her moment faster. And though he did not want to admit it out loud, he was impressed with the devil girl despite not being allowed to cum.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Lilith loved the way he was playing with her breasts, loving that she had him trapped, if he wanted to reach his climax he had to continue to do as she wished, until she was ready to give it to him she couldn??t continue to deny it. His moans were musical, they said ??yes?? and she just needed him to choose her and then she would prove to that angel and her god that good doesn??t always win. But that little pest came in and ruined it. Just as his face was against her breasts the man pushed himself away form her. She frowned, clearly very unhappy about the rejection. Hearing him call the girl??s name made her madder. She moved off the bed and stood to the side as the man covered himself. She watched Dalia standing there blushing deeply and holding a tray of every kind of breakfast food imaginable. The girl didn??t know what to say. She put the food on the edge of the bed, blushing deeply as she spoke. ??I just thought you might be hungry... it has been a while since you have eaten anything...? she told him. Lilith went up and hugged her. ??Well wasn??t that kind of you, you know I??m-? ??It??s not for you.? The angel interrupted her, clearly unhappy about the events she had seen. The devil girl laughed and patted the girl??s back. ??Aww, I thought we could be friends.? She said teasingly, clearly she had not had that in mind. Then the devil girl stopped patting her back and extended a sharp claw, bringing it back from the neck of the dress all the way down the back. Dalia gave a cry of surprise as the girl literarily tore open the back of her dress. Her arms reached around her back to cover and hold closed the dress. The angel??s face was red and the demon laughed. ??You are going to have to loosen up a bit. Let me help.? She said, then she did the exact same thing but in the front. The dress tore and with her hands behind her back it pushed her chest out. Cream colored skin and rosy nipples came into clear view at her chest was liberated from the nightgown that had kept it covered. The dress was in pieces and the angel tried to cover her body with it, holding the front closed with one hand and the back with the other, her cute panties now clearly displayed. The demon laughed as she left, leaving the boy without his finish but with an angel in tattered garments.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Saga was suprised to see that Dalia wasn't really angry at him rather than embarrased to see him and Lillith in bed together. It calmed him down a bit and while the food was being railed to him, he let out a small sigh. He was quite exhausted from his experience and the smell of the food coming closer and closer seemed to calm him further. But the devil girl once again sullied the mood with her actions. It was quite clear the food was meant for him, but for whatever reason, she decided that the food must have been for her until Dalia explained the situation. That's when all hell broke loose again. The young man could only look on as Lillith de-robed the angel with the precision of a surgeon. It was quite a suprise to see Dalia suddenly naked like that and if he weren't horny enough already thanks to Lilith, he would have gotten an erection all over again. as the angel tried to gather the tattered pieces of her garment, Saga pulled his underwear up and scooted over to her, a sigh escaping his lips as he did so. Are you alright? He asked with a tone of concern. Unlike Lillith, he didn't seem to have any kind of problem interacting with Dalia. It was like the two of them were friends already though they had just met only moments earlier.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Dalia smiled at the boy, happy he was being so kind to her even after she interrupted the to of them. She still wasn??t happy about that. She had heard him moaning as she came down the hall and worried that he had already chosen hell even before she had a chance to show off heaven. She was happy that the boy still seemed neutral enough for her to get her fair chance at him and she was hoping that the food would help him to like her more. She wondered if food could compete with sex, she hoped so, Dalia, being an angel, she didn??t have the experience with persuading men through desire like Lilith did. ??I am fine.? The girl insisted with a kind mile, happy for his concern. ??She didn??t cut me, only my clothing.? She told the boy, still holding what was let of her dress. ??I made you some breakfast, eggs, bacon, sausage pancakes, grits, oatmeal, well, lots of stuff.? She said with a smile, hoping that the boy would be happy with what she had made for him. After all that had happened she hadn??t had the chance to eat anything so she was hoping that perhaps they could share a breakfast together. Lilith made her way down the hall, she wasn??t really hungry, she poured herself a glass or orange juice before returning to her room, which, was sadly, far from Saga??s. She began going through her lingerie. She could always walk around naked but she wanted to have something on her. Sure with the choices she had to choose from she might as well be walking around naked but if she did that all the time then it wouldn??t be as fun. Besides, something lingerie could be sexier then wearing nothing at all.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Seeing that Dalia was apparentley alright and suffering from nothing more than a little embarassment, his attention turned to the food that was laid out for him. As the angel was describing the food, the young man's stomach began to rumble which was suprising because he was, in fact, and shouldn't even have to be hungry. And yet, there he sat, his mouth watering a little bit at the feast before him. This all looks really good, he said as he took a piece of toast and ate it before selecting more food items and digging in. As the texture and taste of the food registered in Saga's mind, memories of his time in the world of the living began to come to mind. He remembered his mother making such breakfast items for him and he would sit at the table gleefully awaiting her offerings. They always had a unique taste to them like only a mother's cooking could. And suprisingly, that's what this particular meal tasted like to him. But soon, this would be an afterthought to what would happen next. It happened just as he was finishing off a bowl of oatmeal. He couldn't explain it, but everytime he took a bite of food, Saga's eyes seemed to wander in the direction of Dalia. He didn't want to merely look into her eyes or examine the way she was eating her food, but it was as if he were simply undressing her with his gaze. And as he drank the last bit of his glass of orange juice, he was beginning to have more imaginative thoughts about the angel. Soon, the erection he had during his time with Lillith was beginning to return. He remembered how she denied him his orgasm for so long and knew that Dalia would be a little more willing to give in to his desires...
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

She smiled at his compliment, happy that she was able to help him and hearing his stomach he was assured she had made the right choice. She watched what he selected and when he had chosen all he wanted to eat she sat down with him, happy to take the rest. In any case he seemed to prefer the items she did not. While he took the orange juice she was happy with milk, as he ate his oatmeal she picked up the grits. It was slightly awkward, eating with one hand and using the other to keep the front of her dress closed. She was happy just to be with him ad to have that other girl away. She didn??t care where she was or what she was doing as long as it didn??t involve Saga. Then she felt his eyes on her. She did her best to ignore them, to ignore the feeling of his eyes traveling over her skin, like a hungry wolf that just spotted a lamb. Still trying to ignore the feeling of his eyes on her flesh she tried to open up a conversation. ??So how was your Earth life?? she asked the boy, hoping to distract him.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

When Dalia asked him that question, Saga stopped eating for a moment and looked down a bit. My life on earth was...kinda boring to be honest, he started, laying back on the bed and looking up at the plain white ceiling as he reflected back on his life. I didn't have any close friends...I never achieved anything of real importance...heck, I even got average grades in school. I guess you could say I was completley normal. In the back of my mind, I kinda had this urge or this deep desire for something exciting to happen to me. As he continued, the young man's gaze was once again set on the angelic beauty beside him. Of course, I never would have expected to die and be here...with you... The tone of Saga's voice changed slightly as he uttered those words. He sat up then and began to inch his way closer and closer to Dalia. For some reason, just looking at her was beginning to bring out his pent up sexual frustration. He would have Lillith to thank for that, but still, he had this sudden urge to take it all out on the woman next to him. But enough about me, he said suddenly as a hand began to creep its way up the angel's leg. Let's talk about you, shall we? I bet you must feel jealous seeing me score with that devil of a woman, don't you? The young man edged closer and closer until he found himself hovering over the angel, almost to the point where he was straddling her. He reached out his hand and gently caressed her face, a michevous grin painting his face.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Dalia listened to the boy talk. She wanted to know about him. She didn??t know why he was so important to the devil but every soul was important to god so she wondered if he could have done something to bring the devil??s interest down upon him. She felt bad for him in that aspect. It didn??t seem like he could be guilty of anything. He should have had a one way trip to heaven. But then something changed. She noticed the way he was moving closer and before she could say anything about it he cut her off. Suddenly his hand was making its way up her leg. She swallowed and tried to ??Me? I-uh no. What?? she asked, confused and uneasy. She wasn??t sure how it happened but she was on her back on the bed, still holding tightly to the taters of her nightgown. He was hovering over her, grinning, his hand caressed her face. A scarlet blush painted her cheeks as she looked up at him. ??W-what are you doing?? she asked him. Dalia was confused. He had been so different before and now she was pinned to the bed, he was practically straddling her. Dalia was just about as inexperienced in this as someone could get. The only men she had spoken to were other angels and they acted nothing like this. ??I-I should go.? She said and tried to squirm out from under him.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Saga looked over the struggling angel, a glazed look in his eyes which seemed unatural. It was as if some unknown force were controlling him and forcing himself upon her. As Dalia tried to squirm away, his hands took hold of her shoulders, forcing them back down to the bed and keeping her secure. She wouldn't be getting away so easily, at least not until the young man was done having his way with her. Oh, but you can't go, he said suddenly as he straddled her. I want to have a little fun with you. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. As those words were uttered from his mouth, a few small beads of sweat began to drip from his brow and his hands began to shake. Saga was actually trying to fight the feelings that were coming over him. He wanted to stop so bad, but the arousal he experienced at the hands of Lillith and the denial he was given seemed to push his body forward, regardless of his willpower. Soon he found his hands removing the tatters of clothing that were left on Dalia's body, exposing her breasts to the air in front of him. As they jiggled around slightly from her struggling, the young man licked his lips in anticipation of suckling these sweet teats of hers, driving her into a state of lustful moaning state. She was going to belong to him no matter how much she resisted. He reached out then and much like he caressed the breasts of the devil girl before, he took hold of the mounds and began to massage them gently so that Dalia could get used to the sensation of having another pair of hands pleasure her.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

The angel had her back off the bed and was almost out when suddenly two hands forced her back down. In her surprise he let out a small squeakish noise that had to be one of the cutest noises he had ever heard anything make. She looked up into his eyes, shocked and a little frightened. Why wasn't he letting her leave? He straddled her then, but it was what he said after that which really frightened her. She noticed the sweat and how his hands shook but she didn't understand what could be forcing him to do this. Could it be possession? No, this was supposed to be a secure area. But then what could it be? She didn't have much time to think about it as he began to pull away the tatters that was left of her nightgown. She tried top stop him, clung to her cloths, pleaded. Angels were not meant to be strong, not against humans. Saga! Saga please! Saga stoahhah! The angel cried out when she felt his warm mouth against her nipples. She reached up to push him away but the sensation made her take hold of his shirt, her fists balling and back arching unwillingly at the sensation. She continued to try and plead with him, asking him to stop but the pleas just dissolved to moans the moment his lips met her teats. She tried to stop, to push him off her, to hold back her moans but it was a sensation she had never felt before and she felt utterly powerless against it. Nooh, pllease Iahahh. She tried to speak, catch her breath, control her moans, anything that might allow her to put out words instead of these adorable moans that kept escaping beautifully pink lips. Her skin was smooth, soft as a new born babe, her breasts fitting perfectly in his hands, her heart pounded inside her chest, her mind screaming about sins while her body just wished to throw caution to the wind and take this boy for all he had to give her.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Cheshire & I)

Though Dalia struggled lightly, it annoyed Saga enough that he decided to find a way to keep her still. With no rope or handcuffs around, he decided to use the next best thing The tattered pieces of clothing that he had removed and sat on the bed next to him. He reached over quickly and grabbed a nice long piece. He then took hold of the angel's wrists and held them together while he wrapped the tatters around them and the bed frame. If she wasn't strong enough to struggle free from his grip, she would surely not be strong enough to free herself from her new binds. With her now secure, the young man decided to have a little fun with his new toy. Saga's gaze turned then to her wings. They were beautiful white wings, the kind you would see on a swan or a dove. He set a hand gently upon one wing and felt around while speaking to Dalia. You have such pretty wings, he started. Does it hurt if I do this? As soon as the young man said this, he plucked a single feather from the wing of the angel girl and twirled it around in his fingertips. Such a pretty feather, he started again with a look of wonder. Let's put it to some use, shall we? And with that, Saga slowly began to drag the feather along the neck of the angel, teasing her under her chin with it. Then he began to bring it a bit lower, to her breasts now. Using the tip of the feather, he began to twirl it in a circle along her mounds. He went along in a spiral pattern, closing in on the nipple which was made erect by his mouth earlier.
Thread: A Familiar Face (YrkMena)

Black robed figures march down a long, dark hall. Single file. Keeping in line like good little soldiers. Their heads hang low, faces now obscured by their hoods. Their pace is hurried. As if what lay at the end of this corridor had an offering essential to their lives. In a way, it did. But their lives would be last thing to worry about. At the end of the hall was a door. It was large, ornate, and could only be hauled open via one of the iron rings that hung from their fronts at roughly chest level. This door stands in a room. High ceiling and far spread walls. The corridor had opened here abruptly. Directly fed into it like a plastic tunnel into the side of a hamster cage. Not but a single light illuminates this landing area. A dull glow radiating from a dying candle hanging from the aforementioned high ceiling. The figures reach this room. The lead figure stops. His pair of subordinates come to a halt at his left and right, but not level. They remain half-behind him in a clear vote of submission to the superior official. Behind them, two more of the figures stop. Further back, and to the side, this forming a chevron shape much akin to the flight of migrating birds. The lead figure produces a pair of pale-ish caucasian hands, which are then used to push the hood of his robe from his head. Revealing a head of long, blonde hair bound with band of black elastic. His eyes are blue, cornflower to be exact. His boyish features are complimented by these facets of his appearance, to form a whole which seems much younger than he actually is. Then again, this was true of most of his kind. He had indeed lived far past his appearance of just over twenty years, but not by much. By terms of his kin he was still quite young. Desmond. Darious. The door, please. The man spoke, not moving a muscle. At he beckoning the two figures furthest to the rear moved quickly. A second had passed, then their pale fingers curled around each respective iron loop, lifting them, before pulling hard..
Thread: A Familiar Face (YrkMena)

All was quiet for a moment. And then the flutter of wings announced her arrival. Shortly, a small brown bat darted through the door and landed on the floor. The bat perched there for a moment, her small, furry chest heaving from exertion. She had just flown halfway across the state. She was allowed a minute to recover, she figured. Her vision was blurry, so she saw little more than fuzzy shadows. Her little nose twitched, scenting the air. It smelled familiar, but then, she'd been to this den before, many years ago. But there was another familiar smell, one that made her little heart pound that much harder. Once she'd caught her breath, she gathered her wings against her small body. The shift had gotten so much easier with age. In mere seconds, the bat was gone, replaced by the slender, petite frame of Gabrielle. Her scarlet curls tumbled over her shoulders, covering her breasts, but the rest of her was laid bare the pale skin, flawless except for a couple scars barely wider than a hair on her ribs and stomach the sweet flare of her hips the lean lines of her legs. But she did not try to cover herself, for that would be a sign of shame, and shame was weakness. She held her head high as she faced the robed vampires. Her gaze held on the leader, on his bright blue eyes. She remembered those eyes well. But she gave no sign of it, not even in the slightest twitch of her full lips. Her oval face remained impassive, her green eyes cold. Finally, she said, Do you plan on leaving me here to freeze and starve?
Thread: A Familiar Face (YrkMena)

The figure directly to the leader's right went to move. An arm rose, however, stopping him. The blonde Vampire worn a grin of malicious intent. Cornflower hues running over the pale curves of the female standing before him. A full moment of ocular groping passed before his gesture fell back to his side, and the figure proceeded to Gabrielle. The robe would be handed to her, then the servant would bow and retreat. By then, Ethan had turned away, his hood turned back. Hiding his face from her view. He wore an expression that was a mixture of pleasure, distress, and fear. She was so beautiful, and yet at the same time so terrible. Ethan could not believe she was here. The night in which she had sired him still lay fresh in his thoughts. The stinging kiss, fear of death, bliss of rebirth. A full night of passion and love, then the next morning she was gone. Seemingly forever. Ethan had been crushed. Heart-broken and scared, he had run, travelled. Eventually finding this den here. Needless to say, they accepted the wayward Vampire with open arms. A few years went by, Ethan climbed the ranks of politics, and here he was. Facing the woman whom had abandoned him so long ago. Or, rather, he had his back to the woman whom had abandoned him. Ethan's hand trembled as they entwined their digits with one another. With his back to the visitor, he took a moment to regain his composure. He cleared his throat, then faced Gabrielle once again. Hopefully, she would be robed by now, and Ethan's shock will have worn off. Welcome, Miss. Please follow me. The counsel would like to speak with you. Ethan said, quickly. Gesturing to the hall that lay behind him, before turning away from the female once more to proceed back into the darkness.