Descending

by Sophia Florenza

  G lets out a magnificent roar complete with green flames aimed at me. Thank goodness for the force field training! I can erect an impenetrable shield around me, keeping me safe. But it is very fucking hot. Sweat is pouring down my body in a matter of seconds.

  When G finally sputters out, an idea forms. I take my force field down. Hot and clammy all over in clothing that's going to cause me to chafe, my annoyance rose a few notches. "Is that all you got, G?" I yell at him, taunting him. I hear the sound of the bellows again. Great. I hope I can get him to use all his fire before I become a BBQ!

  G wastes no time hitting me again with his dragon fire. Like before, I can erect a force field, repelling the flames but stepping into an oven at the same time. G is not able to keep the fire going for half as long as his first assault.

  I keep taunting G, making him use his flames. Each time the fire is weaker, and the temperature in my force field bubble is becoming less stifling. I keep going until G can no longer make the green fire. Now there is only smoke rising out of his mouth. I need to surprise him.

  G has no idea that I've been training my wings to let me fly, and maybe that will give me the edge I need to stab him with Cal. G lets out a mighty roar, realizing he's out of flame-throwing juice and can't kill me.

  Using his roar as an opportunity to attack, I slip into the stream. I call on my energy to go faster than ludicrous speed. Knowing that G can see me in the stream, I will try to use that knowledge as a tactical advantage. I wait for his physical assault.

  I am about ten feet away from G when one of his massive claws with protruding three-foot talons is taking a swipe at me. I'm already prepared, letting a peaceful feeling wash over me, making my wings pop out.

  I use my momentum while I'm in the stream to launch myself up and over the swiping claw. I flap my wings twice, Cal already aimed and on target to stab G, heading straight for G's massive chest.

  When Cal hits right, I feel skin and flesh give way with a sickening sound of crunching bones. I use even more power to embed Cal all the way to the hilt into G's chest. The roar of pain coming from G lets me know that I have succeeded in my task.

  The feeling of accomplishment is short-lived. I'm now hanging on to Cal's hilt for dear life because G is bucking wild all over the place. I let go of the handle, trying desperately to get out of the way of G's thrashing body, but I'm too depleted. I only manage a flap of my wings before G's erratic movements cause his chest to knock me into the red marble wall. Definitely going to feel that in the morning!

  I slide down the wall, my body pooling onto the crimson red floor. I'm lying motionless on the ground over and watching G's wild attempts to remove Cal from his chest. I start to feel sleepy while something wet is dripping from my nose. I am completely drained of power and need to recharge. I close my eyes, praying for a speedy recovery.

  Awareness slowly seeps into my consciousness. I open my eyes, seeing that I am in one of the many red marble corridors in the Second Circle of Hell. Everything comes back to me: my dying, G's transformation back into a dragon, me stabbing G with Cal.

  I gingerly sit up, my body is sore and bruised from using too much power. G whacking me into the wall when I couldn't get away from his thrashing body fast enough didn't help.

  In front of me, I see a naked G face down on the red marble floor. I slowly crawl to him, feeling relieved when I saw his chest rising. I tenderly place my hand on G's shoulder, causing him to moan. "G?" I ask him. G opens his eyes and cries again, putting his big hands underneath him. Attempting to push his upper torso off the floor.

  When G gets himself into a sitting position, he raises his head to look at me. Surprise and wonder alight his face. "You're... alive?" he asks incredulously.

  "Yes," I reply. "Seems I have more work to do, like save a Universe," I tell him with a small shrug. G frowns at my statement. I will explain later.

  "Why did you attack me?" I inquire. G's handsome face looks sheepish when he answers.

  "I thought Lucifer was fucking with me again," G explains.

  "G," I say patiently, "you need to have hope and faith in yourself and in me if you want to be my mate. Also, please talk to me before getting angry at the doubts that are crossing your mind. This whole situation could have been avoided if you just talk to me. I don't bite. Sometimes." I teasingly add.

  Looking down at the ground, I hear G softly ask, "You want me to be your mate again?".

  Smiling, "Of course I do. But I need your help with Raph first," I tell him. G nods his head, accepting my condition for him to become my mate.

  "Can you get up and walk?" I ask him. "I left Raph passed out with FMC watching him down one of the corridors." G's expression conveys his confusion.

  "Why is Raph passed out in one of the corridors?" he asks.

  "Raph was hunting you," I tell G point-blank. Definitely going to question Raph about that.

  G's expression darkens, "What the fuck?" he mutters under his breath.

  "G, let me straighten Raph's ass out. I think The Creator gave you Archangels too much ego when they made you," I tell him.

  G snorts, "Understatement of the millennia," he says. I smile brightly at G.

  "What?" he asks when he sees my knowing smile.

  "Oh, nothing. I'm happy to see that you are changing for the better," I tease.

  "Thanks to you," replies G in all seriousness. I start getting up to my feet, offering my hand to help G stand. Surprisingly he takes the hand. It's a start.

  Seeing Cal on the ground, I grab the sword and sheath it behind my back. 'Thank you, Cal,' I say in my head.

  'Any time little one,' Cal politely replies. Turning around, I feel my inner muscles clenching.

  Seeing G's magnificent naked body, I feel my heart speeding up and my need for him building. He must have seen my lustful look, because he approaches me, stopping when he is an inch away from me.

  Looking up into those glowing green eyes, G lowers his head down and kisses me softly on the lips. I return the kiss, letting our breaths mingle. I keep the kiss slow and passionate. Now is not the time to see this kiss through.

  We stop kissing, looking at each other. "Sorry I didn't bring any spare clothes for you," I tell G. I tried thinking up clothes as soon I saw him lying naked on the floor, but nothing appeared. "I guess the thinking what want power only works in our appointed room," I explain.

  G shrugs, "Not like you haven't seen me naked before," he teases me. I snort my amusement.

  "Ready?" I ask.

  "Lead the way," G states.

  Chapter Four: Like a River

  We take our time walking back to FMC's and Raph's location. I use Raph's energy signature to navigate the maze of corridors. We finally find Raph and FMC with Raph sitting propped up against the red marble wall and looking scared shitless. FMC is seated in the middle of the corridor, baring her teeth from all three heads at him. I did not attempt to hide my mirth. I wish I had a camera!

  "Come here, girl," I softly command FMC. Turning her one head that is closest to me, she gives me a welcoming "wuff." "Come here," I command again to the massive dog. She provides a warning with a snap from another head towards Raph and stands up. FMC trots over to me, tail wagging and all three heads' tongues sticking out the side. She knows that she will be rewarded for her loyalty. I can't help but chuckle at her antics.

  "How did you get her to be so loyal?" asks G.

  I can only shrug. "I haven't the faintest idea. All I know is that I feel a kinship with FMC," I respond. When FMC finally reaches us, she sniffs me and, with all three of huge tongues, starts licking me. I'm covered in dog slobber when I finally get her to stop. G is laughing with amusement.

  "Good girl," I purr to FMC. "Let's go back to the room," I say to everyone, including FMC. "There has been a new development, and we all need to discuss it," I inform them.

  FMC starts loping down the corridor, Raph waiting to get to his feet until after she passes by. G and I start following FMC until I feel a hand light
ly holding my arm. I turn my head to the owner of the hand. "Yes, Raph?" I ask patiently.

  "May I talk to you alone," Raph says, hand tightening on my arm. It was definitely not a request. Fucking Archangels! Turning to G, "Go on ahead, G, we'll catch up," I told him reassuringly. G gives me a curt nod and starts walking ahead.

  Bringing my attention back, Raph, "Please let go of my arm Raph," I tell him with a hint of a threat in my voice.

  Instead of letting me go, he pulls me into him. Looking down at me like I'm a puzzle, he asks, "How did you knock me out without me feeling your presence?"

  I look up at the man who is sculpted like an Egyptian god. Raph is wearing soft brown leather tunic and kilt, complete with golden sandals. He has handsome features with high cheekbones and a square chin. Eyes swirling like molten gold. Soft looking lips that were made to be kissed. Oh yeah! I'm supposed to answer Raph's question.

  Shrugging nonchalantly, "Virgil has been training me in knocking people unconscious with one touch. My death must have changed me because when I feel your energy signatures, I can feel a piece of that signature in me. When I felt your energy, I used that energy as camouflage to sneak up on you." I tell him, trying to keep the explanation as simple as possible. There has to be something more to it.

  Looking down at Raph's hand, still gripping my arm, "Can you please let me go now?" I impatiently ask Raph. He doesn't let me go. Instead, he roughly pulls me into him and crashes those kissable lips onto mine. Zing!

  That same feeling I've gotten with all the guys when I first kiss them hits me. Raph tastes like saffron, spicy, and exotic. I open my mouth to let him caress my tongue with his. Why are these men excellent kissers?

  I'm starting to feel that wetness and wanting down below. But I need to fix my bond with G. For now, though, I'm going to enjoy the hot kiss.

  Raph backs me up into the wall, pressing his body against mine. I can feel his massive erection through his leather kilt. Now I know why kilts were made! I'm kissing Raph with the same fervor he's kissing me. He wants me badly. And, damn it, I want him badly!

  I let him start touching my fully covered body in the fire repellant clothing I needed to wear. Raph slips his hand underneath my shirt, his rough hand moving towards my breast. Raph's hand hits my sports bra, the surprise of my new age undergarment, making him stop kissing me.

  I smile shyly at him, remembering that he's been stuck here for a very long time. "It's what women wear to keep themselves strapped in when doing physical activities," I explain to Raph. He grins back, showing dimples for the first time. Wow! He's even sexier when he smiles!

  He starts kissing me again and slips his hand underneath the bra to start kneading my breast. My body is beginning to feel like it's on fire, and will need release soon! I break the kiss with Raph. "Raph, I would love to have sex right here and now with you, but can we go somewhere more comfortable?" I ask.

  Without saying a word, Raph picks me up like a baby and slips into the stream. He runs in the opposite direction of where FMC and G headed. Where are we going?

  After many turns down many corridors, Raph goes through an enormous arched doorway. The doorway opens into a big beautiful botanical garden. There are stone pathways, soft green grass, small trickling streams, and trees. I hear the sounds of forest life I have not heard since entering Hell.

  Looking up through the forest canopy, I see a pale blue sky but no sun. Hell's unrelenting sunlight.

  Raph chooses a stone path and keeps going into the gardens until he finally slips out of the stream. We are in a large open arbor, in the center there is manicured blue-green grass, looking soft as a pillow. Flowers of all colors of the rainbows are growing around the outer perimeter of the lawn. There is a tree line where all sorts of trees are growing.

  Raph kneels down, with me still in arms, laying me gently on the soft ground. I look up, studying his features. His shocking white hair contrasts with his dark bronze skin. His golden eyes are swirling like molten gold fringed with black eyelashes.

  Raph's eyebrows are also black, perfectly sculpted, and trimmed. His nose is straight. High cheekbones are leading down to a square jawline forming very kissable lips. I would bet my right eye that the Ancient Egyptians used Raph as their model for all their male deities.

  Raph notices my perusal of his features, "Like what you see?" he asks me.

  I teasingly shrug and reply, "I'd fuck you," trying to keep my voice sober. I can see that Raph is shocked at my vulgarity and boldness. I take a deep breath and sigh.

  "Raph," speaking calmly. "You will have to understand that society has changed, and this is who I am. I hope that you can accept me as is because I am willing to accept you and your flaws." Raph is staring at my lips, leans down, and takes possession of them.

  He starts kissing me passionately, and I return the kiss in kind. Raph picks me up like I weigh nothing and scoots underneath me, letting me straddle his hips. The bulge underneath his brown leather kilt is protruding, hitting my inner thigh. The Creator knew what they were doing when making male angels!

  I start rubbing myself on Raph's bulge, teasing him while perfectly rubbing my clit through my pants. I'm getting wetter and hotter with need. Raph groans, his wings popping out. Wow!

  I've never seen Raph's wings before, and I wish I had. They are a dazzling sight! Feathers that look like they were made of pure gold, shining and brilliant. I touch a feather, and it is so soft, tickling my hand, making me want only to pet his wings. Later.

  I feel tugging on my shirt, knowing that Raph wants me to get naked for him ASAP. I have no problem complying with his unsaid demand. I quickly remove my shirt and sports bra, my breasts flying out completely. Licking his lips, Raph suddenly sits up, taking a nipple into his mouth.

  Fire runs down my body, my pussy is sopping wet, wanting to be filled by him.

  Raph sucks and nips the one nipple while squeezing my other breast. Then he switches his attention to the other nipple. While Raph is working my breasts, I quickly remove my boots to help ease the removal of pants once the time comes.

  I keep rubbing myself on him, the rhythm that I set, becoming faster and harder. My body is telling Raph of my continuing need for release. Raph must have sensed my distress because he stops sucking on my nipple. He removes his brown leather tunic. His body is that of Greek statue, with eight-pack abs and rippling chest muscles. I put my hands on his chest for support, the muscles underneath quivering.

  Raph picks me again and starts tugging my pants down. I help Raph by allowing him to support my weight while I remove all articles of clothing, and I'm finally naked on top of him. With Raph's hands on my hips, I look down at him, giving him a teasing smile. I pull the end of his kilt up to where his gigantic erect cock can spring free. "Is this why kilts were invented?" I teasingly ask.

  Raph smiles, showing me his dimples and replies, "Maybe…". Using my legs, I raised myself over the pulsing shaft, aiming it to the entrance of my dripping wet pussy. I slowly lower myself onto the gigantic head, working my way down until my needy pussy is fully impaled. He's so fucking big!

  I set a slow and delicious rhythm, working Raph with my hips. My movements make his eyes roll to the back of his head with growls of pleasure vibrating through his chest. He likes being ridden! When I feel my pleasure building because the base of Raph's cock is perfectly hitting my clit, I start riding him harder and faster.

  Raph must have known I'm about to climax because he removes his hand from my hip and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb. That caress to my pussy brings me over the edge. "OH, FUCK!" I scream to the sky, the muscles in my pussy squeezing and clenching Raph's cock.

  Bringing my head down, I see a shocked expression on Raph's face. I don't have to look over my shoulder to know that my wings popped out since I can feel them now. "That happens when I orgasm," I explain. Raph chuckles deep his throat and, without warning, flips me onto my back with him between my legs.

  Now it is Raph's turn to mount and pound into me, and
he feels so fucking good! Raph is pounding and beating my pussy until I feel that beautiful pressure building inside me. "Oh, fuck! Right there, Raph, keep going!" I scream, wanting him to keep the pace going. I guess Raph likes a challenge because he somehow pounds into me harder and faster, making me come so hard that my soul leaves my body!

  Unlike my soul-shattering orgasms with my other guys, I see a blinding white light, but now I feel a bond forged between myself and Raph. The experience lasts for a second when I return to my body, realizing that my voice is now hoarse from screaming my orgasm. My pussy muscles were milking Raph's cock so hard that it caused him to cum deep inside me. "Sera!" cries Raph as he still bucking into me.

  Raph slows his movements down until he is wholly spent into my bruised pussy, collapsing on top me, trailing kisses from neck to my mouth. Catching my breath, I say, "That was an earth-shattering experience. Can't wait to do that again!"

  Chuckling, Raph hugs my body close to his and rolls me to the side so he can put his wings on the ground. While still in me, he gently moves me to the side so I can lay on those incredibly soft golden feathers while hugging me close. I sigh contentedly, but there is something that I am curious about. Because the bond was created, I forgot that Raph can start feeling my emotions.

  "What is it?" he quietly asks. No beating around the bush

  "How did you become the embodiment of Gluttony?" I inquire.

  There is a long silence. I know that I need to patiently wait and not push for an answer to my question. I've discovered through my journey that each archangels' transformations are personal. We will need to get the full story from G when he's ready.

  Feeling that too much time has passed and Raph is not going to answer, I am about to tell him to forget the question. That's when he starts talking.

  "The Creator made me be the embodiment of the heavenly virtue Temperance. When I went down to Earth to battle Lucifer, my responsibility was to prevent humans from succumbing to gluttony. For the first few centuries, I performed my task, helping society stay in order. Even when I was fighting Lucifer and his minions, there is a balance. And I had to keep that balance at all costs." Raph is looking down at me, gauging my reaction. I nod my head, letting him know that I'm listening and understanding what he's telling me.