Fallen

Pleasure

    (Warning~ s****l content ahead. Read at your own risk.)

  His eyes darkened, but not like before. It made her shudder and gasp for breath as a feral growl rolled from his chest. He stepped closer until the faint heat from his body and the scent of cologne enveloped her completely. Her head swam rapidly, thoughts that had never occurred to her before, lapping through her head and making her shake. His fingers all over her body, his body touching her... his plump lips on her skin.

    "I'll tell you what you feel, little angel." His voice was husky, his chest heaving as he leaned down to her height. He brushed her hair from her ear and gave a little nibble to her earlobe. She gasped in surprise and jumped in response. "You're aroused. Sexually aroused, I might add. Do you know what that means? You're horny. Yes, you want me. You want me to touch you. Don't you?"

    His hot breath on her neck, she bit her lip as she clutched onto his wrist for dear life.

    "Do you even know where you want me to touch you?" He chuckled just as he began to trace his warm lips down her throat.

    She let out a whimper unintentionally. Her response made him leave a little bite on her neck and he was relieved to hear her gasp turn into a moan.

    "I haven't even touched you yet." His laugh was breathless and hoarse as his hand slid to cup her throat.

    He pulled back to meet her gaze and for some reason she was suddenly afraid of what he would see written across her face. He stared at her for a moment, eyes searching her for something.

    "However, I don't know if I can." His voice was a rasp as he scanned her again. "I mean, I can, but should I? Do you even know what you'd be doing? I couldn't take advantage of you like that. Even if my father is taunting me. I... I just couldn't do that to you."

    She felt her heart leap in sudden fear. No! She wanted him! She needed him! Why couldn't he see that?

    "Please." She tugged on his wrist a little harder than what she intended. "Please, Lucifer."

    His eyes rolled up to the ceiling as he muttered something incoherent. At first she thought she sounded childish, when suddenly he grabbed her face and kissed her lips. She gasped, her lips frozen as she stared into his eyes. It was so brief and quick, her lips tingled as he left another soft kiss on her bottom lip. She tried to imitate him, hoping in vain she was doing it right. This was different, yet she'd seen humans from Heaven do this before. Yet, when God kissed her to bless her, it wasn't like this.

    Her eyes fluttered shut as he gently left little kisses on her lips until he could encourage her to return them properly. He nibbled gently on her bottom lip, then broke away to trail kisses and nibbles across her jaw and down her throat. Her head fell back in response as she gasped for breath. His hands slowly left her cheeks, tracing her slender throat, down her shoulders, to her waist, and slowly slid down her hips.

    "Please." She found herself gasping.

    "I'm not rushing, little angel." He purred against her collarbone. "Your first time shouldn't be rushed."

    "Please." She rasped again as his hands slid up her sides and gently pulled her into him.

    Her hands instinctively braced against his chest, which was still damp beneath her touch as his skin scolded her hands. She was afraid to move them, afraid of doing something wrong.

    "It's okay." He encouraged as his teeth grazed her shoulder, a hand suddenly pushing the fabric of her chemise away. "Whatever you do, I'm sure I'll like it."

    "Wh-what do you like?" She felt embarrassed for asking, but she didn't want him to feel left out.

    He leaned back, which caused her to momentarily frown at the loss of contact, until his hands found hers and slowly began to slide down his chest to his navel.

    "I like this."

    He lifted her hands to his hair at the nape of his neck and laced her fingers through his hair. He made her hands into fists and forced her to give a tug on his hair.

    "I definitely like this." He whispered hoarse.

    He allowed her hands to untangle and brought her arms to wrap around his body until their bodies were flushed. His jaw clenched, his eyes looking up to the ceiling as he swallowed harshly. She wasn't even doing anything, no kissing or nibbling. Only touching him and he was already giving little bouts of shivers.

    "Run your nails down my back."

    She didn't know how this would feel good, so she shakily ran her fingernails gingerly down his spine. His eyes dropped to hers, biting his bottom lip as he pulled her hips to his. Something hard pressed against her thigh through the fabric and suddenly her cheek burned darker knowing what it was. Hurriedly she lifted her hands to his hair, it somehow seemed safer to her as she laced her fingers through his thick hair.

    "Quick learner." He murmured as he leaned down to kiss her again.

    He chuckled in surprise when she eagerly began to kiss back. She didn't want to mess up, yet she wanted him to get back to touching her. She let out a little whimper as his hands slid down her hips and curled over her ass. Her stomach lurched and something quivered between her legs as her fingers knotted into his hair.

    "Ciela." He moaned as he began pulling her backward.

    He broke the kiss just as he swept her off her feet. She let out a yelp of surprise, clutching onto his hair tighter. He winced, chuckling as his eyes glossed.

    "I deserved that. Kinda liked it." He winked. "You can pull as hard as you want."

    She bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile as he set her down on the bed. He kissed her again, this time running his tongue against her bottom lip. Confused she pulled back a bit taken back.

    "When I do that, you're supposed to open your mouth." He breathed, pulling her back.

    He began kissing her again, and this time when his warm tongue dragged against her bottom lip, she opened. It felt strange, yet exciting as his tongue stroked hers. Soon enough she picked up on his little dance and was left out of breath as she clung onto him with her hands. Then she felt the chemise being tugged up her legs, without even giving it a second thought she stood so it could be pulled over her hips. The kiss broke briefly for the chemise to be yanked off and then he was pushing her back onto the bed and kissing her again as he held her hands trapped above her head. Slowly he slid his hands down her arms, tracing her bare skin and breaking once again from the kiss. She panted, looking up at him through hooded eyes as his eyes watched his hands caress her body. She'd never seen a man look so entranced before.

    He looked up just as his fingers grazed her breasts and watched with a faint smile as she jumped in surprise. She lied ridged, his hands slowly cupping her breasts and running his thumbs over her n*****s. She didn't dare to look, her face was scarlet but the tingling between her legs was getting worse. Then he leaned down, leaving a trail of warm open mouthed kisses between the valley of her breasts. His tongue jutting out and leaving a little trail as his head swiveled and suddenly his tongue gave a flick on her left n****e. She let out a whimper, wiggling her hips as her hands somehow found his hair. He leaned back an inch, then blew. She shivered as he moved onto the right. She didn't know how much more she could take as her hands loosened from his hair. Her hands found his chest, tracing the muscles down his chest like he said he liked. She found herself playing with the hair below his navel, twirling it around her fingers and tugging. He groaned against her flesh and the rumble made her moan as her body arched for him.

    "Please." She moaned.

    He left her breasts, kissing her mouth again and she felt as if she were starving as she kissed him hungrily. Her fingers traced his skin around the edge of the towel as his fingers trailed down her stomach and towards her pelvic. He pulled back from the kiss and met her gaze.

    "This is what your body yearns for."

    "What-"

    His fingers slipped between her legs and grazed her core. She gasped and clutched onto his wrist, her legs tightening around his hand as she shook in surprise and something else. The feeling, it traveled into the pit of her stomach and into her chest. She felt so sensitive to even a little wiggle of his fingers. She stared wide eyed up at him as he hovered above her frozen.

    "Do you want me to stop?" Lucifer whispered, gingerly beginning to pull his hand free.

    She tightened her grasp, leaving him trapped in this strange new position.

    "I'm sorry. I just... I just..."

    "I can stop, little angel."

    "No, I don't want you to." She squeaked anxiously.

    "Oh?" His brows knit, then shot up. "Oh!"

    He suddenly moved his forefinger in a circle on her clit. She let out a strangled yelp and moan that sounded more like a hoarse cry. Her clutch tightened on his wrist to the point her nails dug into his skin and her legs stiffened as her eyes flashed to the ceiling. Her body felt like a live-wire as he continued to move his finger.

    "L-Lucifer!" She gasped, wiggling beneath him.

    He leaned down and began nipping her throat, both sensations on two different parts of her body were maddening. His lips reached her ear, tugging with his teeth.

    "Do you know how wet you are? My, my, my... little angel, so worked up."

    Then he did something she hadn't expected, he dipped a finger into her core, his thumb now dancing in his finger's place. Her body arched into him, her hands suddenly clutching harshly onto his shoulders as a moan broke from her lips. She dragged him down to her, assaulting his lips and then nipping at his jaw and throat. He let out a groan as she sucked on his Adams-apple. She had the urge to bite him. An urge to move her hips and dig her nails into him.

    "Damn," he rasped hoarsely. "Not as fragile as I thought."

    "Lucifer." She gasped against his skin, her nails dragging down his chest and stomach.

    She didn't know what she was doing, but she knew she wanted him to feel as good as her. She wanted him to quiver and moan her name. She didn't want him to stop.

    "Yes, little angel?"

    "I- I want-"

    She broke off into a strangled moan as he moved his finger within her core.

    "Yes, little angel?" He murmured, kissing her collarbone and leaving a little love-bite. "What do you want me to do?"

    "No!" She gasped. "I want to- ah." She broke off as his finger quickened and her eyes rolled back as her nails dug into his stomach. "Stop, Lucifer. Stop!"

    He stopped so suddenly, she let out a frustrated cry and her eyes flashed open accusingly.

    "I'm sorry." He whispered against her skin. "I got excited and-"

    "No, I want you to keep going, but I-" he leaned back and she felt her skin flush as she realized she didn't exactly know how to ask him. "I want you to feel good too."

    "What?" His brows knit together, staring at her in somehow innocent confusion.

    "How... how do I make you feel good too?"

    "You want me to feel good too?" He whispered, stroking her cheek with his free hand. "Well, that's new for me."

    "Why?"

    "Well, little angel." He tucked a golden strand of hair behind her ear. "Normally, the women I'm with want me to pleasure them first. Vain little vixens they are. But you want me to feel good too?"

    She nodded and for some reason his eyes became glossy as he stroked her hair gently. He leaned down and kissed her gently and slowly began to move his thumb and forefinger again. She instantly moaned causing him to chuckle against her lips.

    "But, Lucifer-"

    "Shh." He breathed as he left her lips and began leaving gentle open-mouthed kisses down her shoulder.

    His long fingers curled around her hand that still clutched onto his stomach and he guided it to the towel around his hips. Her heart somehow beat faster as he had her undo the towel and allowed it to slip to the floor. His bare thighs pressed against hers as he sprawled his hands below his navel and slowly ran it down until her fingers grazed his erection. He let out a little gasp, stiffening as her fingers grazed the top and he curled his fingers around it.

    "Slowly move your hand up and down." He breathed, his voice cracking as she immediately did as told. "s**t, Ciela."

    His fingers began to move faster, making her grasp tighten onto his erection causing him moan against her skin. He smashed his lips against hers hungrily as she slowly moved her hand from tip to base. He began moving his forefinger in and out, moving his thumb in a different pattern causing her to let out her own moan against his lips.

    Suddenly he pulled his hand free from her clenched thighs and broke the kiss. Holding her gaze, he lifted the hand he used to pleasure her to his lips and sucked on his finger. Her eyes widened, her hand freezing on his member in surprise.

    "You even taste heavenly." He murmured as he gazed down over her body. "Ciela... can I-"

    He met her gaze as he removed her hand from his erection and pried her legs apart. He held her gaze as he allowed his member to slide between her folds. She let out a moan, eyes drooping as he teased her.

    "Please." She moaned. "Lucifer, please."

    He groaned and suddenly he was probing her entrance. She let out a little whimper the further he pushed, it burned but she couldn't bring herself to tell him to stop. Somehow the pain excited her as he pushed in further until he suddenly hit a spot that made her moan and wince all at once. His jaw was tight, his eyes pinched shut as he breathed heavily.

    "Are you alright?"

    "Mhmm."

    She couldn't trust her voice. Yet, as he slowly began to pull out she couldn't suppress the whimper of both pleasure and pain. She curled her arms around his torso, pulling him down to her as she nuzzled her face into his neck. He then began to move in and out, slowly at first as her fingers dug into his back. He moaned, his forehead resting again her shoulder as pulled her knees up to his hips. It only made him push in deeper than before.

    "Lucifer!" She gasped.

    He groaned as her nails dug into his flesh, leaving a white trail down his spine. He rocked his hips against her and slowly she found his pattern and began to follow with her own hips moving against his. He let out a strangled moan, sinking his teeth into her shoulder to suppress his moans as she gasped and whimpered his name into his throat. The speed and rhythm suddenly became rougher as her nails drew blood and her own teeth grazed his Adams-apple.

    Warmth and the feeling within the pit of her stomach grew, devouring her whole as he continued to move and hit the same spot over and over. Her fingers found his hair, tugging harshly as she sucked on his throat hungrily. He suddenly pulled back, lifting her legs up below his arms and leaning down on her until her hit deeper. Her back arched, her mouth falling open in a silent cry as he went deeper and deeper.

    "L-Luc-"

    He bore into her eyes as he moaned her name, watching her every reaction as they neared their peak. She held onto his hair for dear life as he stopped thrusting and began grinding his hips into hers and then thrusting again. He pushed one of her legs up onto his shoulder and then dropped a hand between them to rub her clit. She let out a cry, back arching as her eyes tore free from his gaze and rolled back.

    With two long hard thrusts, she let out a cry and it was her undoing as waves of pleasure and ecstasy rolled throughout her. He kept it going, his thrusts becoming ridged and sloppy until he suddenly pulled out, gasping her name and resting his forehead on her shoulder. He groaned as she quivered beneath him, her legs felt as if they were numb as they twitched and her whole body seemed to tremble. Her fingers shook as they held loosely onto his black hair. Her eyes were shut, her body was coming off of a high she never knew she could yearn for. She felt tired, yet she didn't want to sleep. She was afraid of walking, her legs felt weak and she feared they'd give out beneath her if she tried.

    Somehow his body weight on top of her was relaxing, soothing after her high. Her heart still hammered in her chest, but she couldn't care because of the pure bliss that soaked through her.