A night on the town

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael had been gone from camp for two days in preparation, his mind focused on planning and reconnaissance, to ready for their time in the big city. It hadn't taken long to organize one of the camp vans to head into the big apple, like most things that the children of Nemesis put their mind to, he had been able to excel at driving. And though it was busier than 

He had taken the van carefully into a nearby lot and took to his plan; tickets, scout the locations, sweep for monsters. He was determined that everything would go smoothly, even the rainstorm overhead hadn't been enough to bring him down. He thought of his dad as he put used the card that rarely left his wallet, memories of moving around the state with him for cases but that he had always made sure he was provided for even when he was away for university. Dad would approve of this, not just monetarily but the gestures behind it.

He took stock of the plan as he drove back towards camp, he had a restaurant booked, a century old, Italian ran restaurant a block away, two good tickets for the show and scouted out a couple of options for after, a coffee and ice cream place just off time square or a table up on a rooftop bar. He had managed to survive a quick visit and drink in each of the locations without monsters in the wait staff or worse, maybe being in the shadow of the Empire State Building was better than he had feared. 

He looked over the assorted bits he had in the passenger seat; a nicely ribbon wrapped box of chocolates, freshly picked up roses, two hotel room cards for a twin queen room at the Muse. He felt as prepared as he could, though he felt a level of nervousness that few other things in his life had mustered. He left the van at the bottom of the hill and took the long familiar yet nervous walk into camp in the mid afternoon light.

Dressed in his finery he walked up to the door of cabin 11, familiar memories of his early times at camp, unclaimed, guest of the rightful dwellers of the cabin. He knocked and was customary he yelled into the through the closed main entrance "LIlythe, ready for another adventure?" His heart beat faster as he gripped the gifts waiting...

@ Lilythe Rayne

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Azrael had left Camp for a few days, and during that time Lilythe's whole world had changed again. Shadow returned. He was apologetic, too. Lilythe was more confused than she had ever been about her love life. She couldn't pretend like she never loved Shadow, but she also couldn't deny that she had probably loved Azrael for just as long if she would have let herself admit it. There was clearly a history with both of them, and she seemed to be at the center of it. All of that was on her mind as she prepared herself for the date that she had promised Azrael. 

Putting on a white dress, Lilythe had really gone all out to make herself look nice for the occasion. She wasn't going to let her own confusion get in the way of the beautiful evening that Azrael had planned. The whole evening, she forced herself to stop thinking about Shadow and just focus on Azrael and how happy she was that he was back. She had just finished putting on the final touches to her hair and make-up as she heard him call through the front door. 

Her brothers, sisters, and the unclaimed campers looked at her in slight awe as she walked out of her room. It was just the effect she was going for. She winked at some of the older campers and said, "Don't wait up. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. And I better come back to find my room intact." She smirked. Her siblings could be pranksters, as could she when she put her mind to it. Most of the time she found it to be enjoyable and it helped keep her sane, but she did have to act as Cabin Leader once in a while and rein them in.

As she stepped out onto the porch, Lilythe's heart skipped a beat. There he was dressed in a full tux, with chocolates and roses for her. He looked every bit the handsome gentleman in a romantic movie. She felt her cheeks flush, and she was grateful that the makeup would hide much of it, though probably not all. "Well you sure clean up well." Lilythe said with a smile. She accepted the chocolate and roses from him, bringing the flowers to her nose to smell. Turning to her siblings behind her, Lilythe asked them to take the gifts. "Can one of you go find some water to put these in? And put these on my bed. If any of you open them, I swear..." She turned back to Azrael, and linked her arm in his. "Shall we?"

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael was struck by the divine beauty as Lilythe opened the door, he was fortunate enough to have a little time as she found places for the roses and chocolates. He smiled as she organized her cabinmates, making short work of getting the gifts a home. 

As Lilythe returned to the doorway he took in the full sight of her; the flowing robes, the slender elven look of the children of Hermes, the perfect makeup showing the contours of her cheeks and her eyes that captivate their beholder. "My lady" he said offering his arm. He knew better than to compare her with the gods or who she might rival but in that moment she was the pinnacle of beauty in his eye. "You look exquisite this evening."

His heart lightened and swelled with contentment in that moment as the pair strolled arm in arm across the camp grounds, headed for the big tree and onward to the waiting Camp Van with the familiar 'Delphi Strawberry Service' logo plastered across the side.  "Your Chariot awaits!" he said triumphantly as he opened the door for her. He had thought about hiring something a little more sophisticated but the camp vans were familiar and worst case it was easier to ask the Hephestus cabin to bang some dents out of if they ran into any problems. He had done all he could in his days away from the camp to scout each location and was left  having to hope nothing would disturb the night he had planned out.

He took the time to close her door behind her before circling around to the drivers side. He had another pang of realizing the years that had passed, she likely would be used to being the driver but, at least for tonight, he had the plans in place and would take the lead. He smiled over to her, grasped her hand in his squeezing it affectionately and then started up the engine, turning the van around to point westward along Long Island and towards the big city.

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe's cheeks flushed as Azrael complimented her. As she walked with him across the camp, Lilythe couldn't help but think that she hadn't realized just how romantic Azrael was. She almost regretted that it had taken them this long to finally go on a date. But she reminded herself that she had never known before his return that he had wanted her, so there wasn't a chance to get to know this side of him before now. And for a brief moment she forgot about the chaos and just enjoyed the moment, strolling arm in arm with him.

"Azrael, you're really going all out for tonight, aren't you?" She said with a smile as he opened the door of the van for her. Grabbing her skirts, she lifted them slightly and then moved herself into the seat. All she had known was that they were going to dinner and a show, and that her siblings weren't to expect her back tonight. Her mind wandered as she thought about what plans may be in effect after the show. Lilythe let her thoughts drift back to the other day when their passion had nearly consumed them both, and she found herself flushing once more. She found that there was a very large part of her that desired his touch and that kind of intimacy with him. 

As his hand gripped hers, she squeezed back. This was a big step. Lilythe hoped that she would feel less hesitant, away from the prying eyes of the campers. She still worried about losing him, though. Additionally, she couldn't quite forget that Shadow had returned. Lilythe felt like her heart was being pulled in multiple directions. She wanted Azrael, desperately. However, she didn't want to hurt Shadow, not after he had come back with such seemingly good intentions. She pushed that thought aside though, and forced herself to focus on the present. One night with Azrael, uninterrupted. We can talk about Shadow and what that means for us tomorrow.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael felt a warm contentedness in his chest, the two of them together just felt right. The years seemed to vanish as they walked through the camp, arm in arm.

As he walked around the van to the drivers side, he dwelt on the question.. going all out. He smiled as he got in, admiring how her makeup gave a slight rosy completion he hadn't noticed before. "I had some time to think recently, you have always meant the world to me. Not just times you saved me on the battlefield. you were the one who grounded me in the camp when a lot of the other unclaimed didn't. If i get a second chance I want to truly show you what you mean to me." He took the time to take a breath and get the van ready to head into the town. 

He picked up one of the room keys from on top of the dashboard, "Just encase we find trouble in town, can never be too careful." he said with an affectionate look  "I got us room 407 in the Muse. I didn't think travelling home at night from town was the wisest"

As he took the time to turn the radio in the van on, a country radio channel already tuned in. He turned it down a little to provide some background noise for their travels. 

Islands in the stream.. That is what we are...

The van started through the late afternoon light, the sun streaming in as they headed west towards the big city. When the van was underway he once more took her hand in his, a warm smile on his face and silent thanks in his mind to whichever gods had favored them.

 

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe could feel the warmth flooding her cheeks as Azrael spoke. The last few years she had truly doubted her worth with him. Now, however, after the last crazy week, she was starting to believe that perhaps she had always meant more to him than she could have fathomed. She began to believe that her own ignorance of her feelings had been the true issue between them. "Azrael..." She let his name trail off her tongue, a lilt of adoration to it. He was so apologetic about the things that had happened in their past, as if she had no part in it. "If I had been more honest with myself, maybe you wouldn't have ever left. Please, don't beat yourself up."

Her heart raced as he mentioned that he had booked a hotel room for them. Lilythe imagined the two of them alone in their hotel room. She didn't know that she had the strength to resist him any longer. Their last encounter had taken all she had. When they were together, she felt complete. It was something she hadn't felt since he had left. Lilythe had never realized what she had been missing until just now. She had always thought it was a longing for her friends. But, in reality, Lilythe was just missing him. Her other friends were missed, of course, but they had not been the void in her heart. He was. 

She watched the trees slowly diminish as they got closer and closer to the city. "We're nearly there now."

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael took his time driving the van into the big city. He enjoyed the quiet company, hearing her next to him, the cute way she sang under her breath along to the country radio. He hadn't realized how much of a balancing presence she had always been in his life, the rare times when he was not pushing ahead focused on the next class, fight or task had pretty much always been when he had been around her. The van rolled onward and he felt a smile come across his face as the lights of the city got closer, seeing the line of her cheek in the reflected illuminations.

He glanced down at the clock on the van, they had plenty of time to make it to the restaurant and each time they were turning or stuck at lights he couldn't help taking in her jaw dropped beauty in that outfit. He took the time to pull the van into the underground parking under the hotel, hoping they would have no use for it this evening and taking the time to go around the car to open the door for her. He knew she was more than capable but for one evening he wanted to be there for her. He offered out his hand to her in the the high seat of the van "the city awaits you.."

He had never realized how much he had kept himself busy, throwing himself into classes and learning but this was the part of himself he had left behind at camp all those years ago, the part of him that only she could complete. He felt a spring in his step and the sheer happiness of having her on his arm as they walked through the city, the glow of Broadway and times square a dim illumination to the radiant beauty at his side.

He then lead them into an Italian restaurant covered in amusing caricatures as decoration, a few Azrael had sworn could have been some of the minor gods. The pair walked in, the reservation quickly confirmed and the staff seating them at a nice window table. "Shall we share a bottle of wine? We have a few hours before the show starts and we are just around the corner.." he had no intention of over indulging on alcohol but he wanted this night to be perfect, he was ready for her to pick the wine should she want some, he had taken the liberties of making the big arrangements but he wanted her to know he wasn't pushing for anything from her. Still, just gazing across the table at her, he felt a wave of desire within himself.

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe smiled softly at Azrael as he escorted her out into the city. He was being quite the gentleman, and she wasn't sure she had ever seen this side of him before. They had been friends for years, but she hadn't ever seen his romantic side. Lilythe hadn't really known what to expect tonight and was very surprised at each turn at just how romantic Azrael could be. 

Linking her arm in his, Lilythe let him guide her through the city. She had been here so many times, and yet every time it felt new. Today especially so. Lilythe held onto his arm, feeling the firmness of his muscles beneath her fingertips and catching herself as she found herself thinking about things that were better left for later that evening. Before long he had brought her to the Italian restaurant. "Wine would be lovely." She gave a soft smile. "Though I'm not sure I could handle a red tonight, so something white would be nice." 

They ordered and as the wine was brought out, Lilythe lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip. "So... seeing this side of you has made me realize that maybe I don't know you as well as I think I do. I didn't realize how romantic you could be. What other secrets are you hiding, Mr. Blackburn." Lilythe said with an impish grin.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

He took the time to sip at the white wine, enjoying the flavor and just being at ease with her, too many years they had been in tense situations, wars and conflicts over the years. It was right somehow, just being there together, no need for the stress of watching for the next danger, where he could take the time to stare across the table and look into her eyes and just get lost for a while.

"I don't think I have anything I would ever want to keep from you. Finding out anything you want to know though, that's the enjoyable bit." he said, an equal look of mischievousness crossing his face. "Much as you can always ask me anything you like, or any other way you want to investigate me Miss Rayne.." letting the end of the sentence hang in the air, filled with suggestion.

They took the time to eat the dinner a selection good Italian fair;  all manner of fresh pizza, pasta and a selection of pretty much everything else you could look for. But much as the food was excellent it was her he was here for, a selection of appetizers came and went while they talked. He steered the topic to shows, music, culture, looking to get to know this gorgeous woman that could captive his every moment. He looked over to her after the hot plates of Italian food arrived at the table, he couldn't quite tell when he had fallen for her in the years past but he knew in his heart that no one could take her place there. 

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe blushed from ear to ear as Azrael intimated that he was open to whatever she wanted to do that night. If she was being honest, Lilythe didn't really know what she wanted or where she wanted the night to go. She didn't know what she wanted from this date, or even how she truly felt. She was trying her best to keep her issues to herself, however, since Azrael had gone to such lengths to create the perfect date for her. He didn't need to know that Shadow was back. Not just yet, anyway. And he certainly didn't need to know that she wasn't shutting Shadow out of her life yet. All of those thoughts she boxed up and set on a shelf to be discussed later. Tonight she would focus on him.

Participating in the conversation with him, she couldn't help but be enamored of this side of him. He was so passionate about everything, and Lilythe couldn't help but wonder if that kind of passion carried through all aspects of him and she just hadn't noticed before now. She always remembered him as a somewhat stoic individual, but out here with her tonight he seemed anything but. He was warm and charismatic. His smile lit up the entire room. How did I miss this?

Dinner was a thoroughly enjoyable affair. Azrael guided the conversation, and Lilythe responded in kind. Before they knew it, they had finished their dessert and were paying the bill. As they left the restaurant, Lilythe grabbed Azrael's arm and let him lead her towards the theater. Finding their seats was simple enough, and the lights dimmed to show that the show would be starting soon. Lilythe settled herself in her chair, and before long her head began to rest on Azrael's shoulder. 

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael had enjoyed the big city before with all its lights, sights and sounds so busy but he this time they felt so close and comfortable with Lilythe on his arm, the warmth of her next to him. He loved the way she smiled and pointed out weird and wonderful facts about the buildings they passed, other productions taking place and city in general as they made their way to the theater.  

Azrael took the time in the dark to intertwine his fingers with hers between the two of them. As her head gently rested on his shoulder, every light sound and spectacle could fade from the stage and he would be happy in this moment in the dark with her. He settled to enjoying the show, big numbers and the closeness he felt with Lithe leaning against him. 

He leaned against her, his head turning to kiss the top of her head as it rested against him. He was enjoying the impressive production and the story it spun out. As the first act came to a head he watched as Toulouse-Lautrec took the time to push the main man to confess his feelings 'The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.' He squeezed her hand as the line on stage so closely matched the feelings he felt swelling in his chest.

As the curtain fell and the lights came up with the end of the performance, Azrael felt a pang of disappointment as she pulled back to stretch. Azrael took the initiative to make suggestions, putting an effort to sound casual and non committal "So.. I am sure we can find a coffee shop open at this hour, or we can always retire back to the hotel if you'd prefer.. "

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe felt Azrael squeeze her hand at that line, and she blushed. Love. She thought to herself. She wasn't sure what she could call her feelings for Azrael. Ever since things ended with Shadow, Lilythe had decided she was going to be a lot more careful with that word. Still, it was nice to know that was how he was feeling. That Azrael wanted her to know it was how he was feeling was even better. She couldn't have asked for a more perfect date than this one.

As the lights came up, Lilythe stretched. She was mid pandiculation when Azrael broached his question. Her cheeks turned pink, and she looked back at him. "I... it's just that... caffeine this late doesn't seem like a very good idea. Does it?" Lilythe could feel her heart racing inside her chest. This was it. They were going to go back to the hotel. She doubted she would be able to have the kind of restraint she had shown when they were in his cabin--and that was hardly any at all.

She let Azrael lead the way back to the hotel room. Setting her things down on the table, Lilythe sat herself on the bed. Her eyes drifted over to him, as she watched him do the same. She felt as if her heart made an audible thud with each beat. Anxiety and filled her as she grew both nervous and excited. Waiting for him to make a move, just like last time.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

He helped her up from her seat and into a close embrace, he quietly whispered into ear suggestively "You are as always a font of sensible suggestions". He held out an arm to her once more to walk side by side on the way to the hotel. He took the time to breathe deeply, trying to still the sense of butterflies that had his pulse racing, was nerves or just how deep his want for this woman went.

As he lead them up to the hotel room, he took the time to make surer she was settled in the bed, he held her face between his two hands and kissed her deeply.. he held the kiss for a two seconds.. three.. before stepping a few paces back to smile at her.

"So, last I heard you had been looking for more reconnaissance on me." he said with a grin as he unfastened the suit jacket "I left to study law in New Rome, trying to find a source of balance and to help people" slowly pulling himself out of the suit jacket and dropping it to one side. 

"so many classes, so much time in the senate and around the camp learning to speak for those who don't have a voice" slowly unknotted the black bowtie from around his neck "A very roman way of doing things" dropping the tie to one side.

"But I couldn't quite sit out the defence of the camp. No matter which camp I was in" he said running down the buttons one at a time of the dress shirt. "So I took patrols, guard shifts, ways to use up the hours between classes, study and sleep." He pulled open the shirt revealing the scars left by a large bite wound over his left shoulder. "Two years back this one was from a hydra attack on the camp, you really change your mind about them losing heads when they have their jaws around you" he said as he pulled an arm out from the shirt, making sure to still keep his camp necklace in place in place.

As he pulled the shirt aside there were less impressive scars from various monsters but the less expected marking was one of ink on his upper arm, the letters S P Q R with a laurels and the coils of a whip encircling it, beneath it were a pair of vertical bars. "In return for some impressive tooth marks, the heavens added one more mark. the cost of helping out." He looked into her eyes, as he stripped away anything he could think of that might have been left unsaid between them.

He stood before her chest bared "I stand bare before you and would tell you anything you wished of me" he said with solemn resolve. He looked down at her, making sure he had not by action or word done anything that would change her position. 

He held out a hand towards her, a gesture of openness but also one to join him in an embrace and to see where the night would lead; the flames of lust, want and desire still burning within his gaze upon her...

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Azrael's lips were warm against hers as he kissed her. That heat worked its way all across her body and she could feel her temperature rising. It was such a simple thing, his kiss. Yet it brought out feelings so profound and strong. She couldn't deny that she yearned for him.

He pulled away and already she ached for him. But Azrael began to strip himself, and laid his story out before her. His soul was bare, not only his chest, and she knew that he was trying to equalize their playing field. He described each scar and marking on his skin. Lilythe raised a hand to trace them as he stood before her. Her eyes had followed the markings and her fingers. But when he spoke the last sentence, her eyes looked up at him.

"Azrael...you've changed so much. Yet you're somehow exactly the same." Her eyes searched his face, trying to figure out how those statements could be true. He was still in every way the man that she last knew. Yet, he had also grown and truly become the person that, perhaps, she always knew he could be. He was intelligent, brave, reliable, and passionate. And, for some incredible reason, he desired her.

Slowly, Lilythe took his hand and let him lift her once more from the bed where she sat. Once her face was near his, she couldn't help herself. Lilythe pressed her lips passionately against his. Her heart pounded and her hands began to roam down the sides of his body. She trailed them until she found the waistband of his pants. Her fingers slid under it and traced it to the front. She found his belt buckle and made short work of it. Nipping and pulling on his lip, she removed his belt loop by loop and dropped it to the side of the bed. "I don't want to talk... I want you to show me." And with that she kissed him once more, waiting for him to make the next move.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

As he pulled her from the bed she pulled him into the kiss and he reciprocated leaning into her, needing her, hungering for her. As her hands traced his bare chest , his hands circled her to pull her closer, deeper, his finger sliding into the hair of her neck, pulling her deeper into the kiss, the other hand sliding down her back.

As she pulled his belt aside he breathed in deeply of her, the scent that had been a turn on each time he had caught a sense of it, filling him, his hand sliding into the folds of the cloth , finding the belt that held the waves of white cloth so tightly around her. She nipped at his lip and it sent him crazy with need of her now, in that very moment. Instead of searching in kind for a buckle, he instead grabbed the strap, pulling her against him, grinding against her through the pants he still wore as he buried his head into her neck. he lost himself in the moment, pressed against her, kissing, suckling, nipping at her neck.

The hand that had been on her neck pulled nails along her back, desperate to feel her arch under his touch, to feel her neck move and stretch beneath his mouth, his tongue. As his hand felt for a buckle he moved his head up so that his lips were at her ear. In a deep rasping voice, filled with wanton desire "I have no need words.." With that he nuzzled closer and kissed the inside of her neck, finding the tip of her earlobe and nipping at it. He pulled at the belt, levering it from its securing loop and through a cloud of burning desire pulled it from its bindings, to loosen and drop around her.

As the belt fell to the ground he pulled her around so her back was to him, against him, to feel the fullness of his desire for her. He buried his head into and around her hair to lay deep kisses at the nape of her neck, his hands searching through the now flowing cloth one hand against her stomach, pulling her closer to him, the other running across her flesh, feeling and cupping her breast. In a desperate need to keep her in his arms, he started to pull the pants down one foot upon the hem, thankful Lithe had removed the belt.

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe let herself be completely consumed by her desires. A soft moan escaped her lips as Azrael's lips pressed to her neck. It sent a sensation coursing through her body that could only be described as electric. And as his nails dragged down her back, she arched and pressed herself against him as another jolt of electricity coursed through her all too willing body. Those sensations continued as his lips continued their advances on her poorly defended neck. 

Eventually Azrael's efforts on her dress found success. He unlatched the belt and it fell to the floor beside them. Before she knew it, he had turned her around so her back was pressed firmly against him. The dress had a low V-cut shape in the back that meant his skin could easily be felt on hers, and as more kisses found themselves on her neck her breath began to grow uneven from the desire that welled within. She could feel the whole of him pressed against her. It wasn't long before a hand found its way into her dress and onto her breast and she felt his pants slip off from his hips and fall to the floor. 

From this position, Lilythe couldn't do much but enjoy herself as Azrael explored her body. He held her firmly against him and she could feel every inch of him. Her own desire welled within her. She imagined any number of events that could happen. Each thought more tempting than the last. Now her own mind was working against her in her efforts to keep herself from begging him for more. And as she thought that, the word slipped from her lips. "Please..."

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael held her close to him, feeling every movement of her body as he pulled her tight to him. With her back to his chest, where they touched he could feel the energy and emotion running up his nerves.. He had thought of this moment so many times but it was nothing like he had imagined, raw animalistic urges he hadn't realized he could feel consumed, more than guided, his thoughts.

As he heard that one word slip from her lips it was like fire through him, as he began to nip and kiss down from the top of her spine, along the ridge of her neck. The hand that had been on her stomach began to travel lower beneath the dress. The tips of his fingers brushed against the cloth of her underwear, he ran his hand just beneath the seam as his teeth found the shoulder of her dress and not so gently pulled it from her shoulder.  

The tip of his finger found her nipple and circled it, the moan she made was audible and drove him wild. With a guttural growling moan of his own, his fingers pushed down and against her, his hand pulled back against her, grinding her against him. His cock so hard through the light boxers and the dress between them. 

The dress, though it looked divine on her had had its time, he once more spun her around, this time nudging the white strap from her shoulder and as they were face to face he pulled her into a long, deep, breathless kiss. His tongue found hers as the dress landed on the floor and his hand found her ass, and pulled her close to fill the space between them.

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Azrael's hands, lips, and cock were enough to drive Lilythe absolutely mad with desire for him. Everything he did seemed to bring just a little bit more tension and a little bit more pleasure. From her position, there wasn't much she could do but let him guide their way. His fingers teased at her nipple and the seam of her panties. His lips and teeth staked their claims across her neck, shoulders, and spine. And his cock pressed against her firmly, clear and unmistakable symbol of his desire for her.

Lilythe felt her dress fall to the floor. She wanted nothing more in this moment than the man that stood behind her. She ached for him in a way that she had forgotten she could ache for a man. The heat of desire coursed through her body, and Lilythe was absolutely certain that she grew physically warmer for it. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her breathing began to grow uneven.

Reaching a hand behind her, Lilythe attempted to grasp at Azrael's hip. She pulled him against her with as much effort as she could, showing that, yes, she did want him too. Whatever might come of things in the morning, she knew that right now she wanted him. "I'm not going to stop you tonight." She said half as reassurance, and have as encouragement for him to give her more.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael took the moment to savour that moment, she was in his arms and was everything he could desire. He took the time to pull her close once more. kissing her lips, their tongues met in ecstatic motion. As they took the moment to breathe, she whispered into his ear "I'm not going to stop you tonight." 

This catalysed him into motion, he hadn't realized that a part of him had been holding back, careful not to push her beyond where she as willing to go. But with her consent and encouragement he let his emotions truly drive him as there was nothing in this world that he wanted more. his fingers laced together at her ass as he pulled her upwards from the ground, bringing them eye to eye as their lips locked. 

Holding her up, they kissed, both hungering for one another and driving one another to greater levels of need. He took the couple of steps to the bed and without losing contact with her lips lay her down onto the bed. He felt the wild heat inside of him as he began to reach to one side and ran his nails up a thigh, tracing down her calf to pull her shoe and unceremoniously drop it to the floor. The other fell in similar rapidity. 

He stood for the moment to let his underwear drop to the floor, he leant in with the intent to unburden Lilythe of hers. His hands moved up to her sides, just brushing her breasts as his nails trailed down her sides. As he caught the fabric on each side he grabbed and pulled, pulling them downwards but also using the motion to drag her to the edge of the bed. The panties dropping to join the other discarded clothing.

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

It happened suddenly, Lilythe found herself turned so that she could face Azrael once more. Her lips immediately joined with his, and she felt herself being lifted up. Seconds later she felt the bed at her back as they crashed down into it. She gasped as his nails raked gently up her thigh. She felt her panties slide off her waist and she knew that there would no longer be anything as a barrier between them. She shuddered slightly as pleasure coursed through her from his fingers crossing her breasts.

The flames of desire stoked themselves. Lilythe felt a desperate want for him, a need that could not be satisfied in any other way than pure carnal passion. She bit her lip, looking up at him from the bed. As he leaned down and stripped her panties from her, Lilythe felt only the slightest amount of hesitation. Not because she didn't want this, but because she knew that once they crossed this line there was no going back. Azrael would forever be a part of her life. She didn't give herself to just anyone. But Azrael wasn't just anyone. He had always been important to her.

Not wanting to let her anxieties talk her out of things, Lilythe reached up to his face and pulled him into a kiss once more. She pulled him down on top of her so they rested skin on skin. Nipping gently at his lower lip, Lilythe eagerly awaited his next move.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

She had been everything he desired in a woman, had been that woman for so many years. He let the emotions all flow over him, consume him, drive him. Nothing beyond the two of them mattered to him in that moment and she pulled him into down and into her kiss as she nipped at his lower lip pushed back twisting from her grip and kissing deeply to repay the act in kind. His hand wove into her hair as the kiss continued, both wanting all the other could give.

He was still standing at the edge of the bed but his chest pressed against hers and the feeling of his skin on hers drove him, his voice deep and raw he growled into her ear "I need you".  He pulled her close, bodies grinding together His cock rubbing against her, he could feel how aroused, how wet, how much she wanted him in that moment as his head rubbed back and forth.

His other hand slipped down to her ass, he grasped her check as he slowly let his weight push down upon her, using his hand to guider her ass, feeling the tip of his cock sliding, rubbing against her lips. He buried his head into her neck, tasting, feeling, needing her. He let out a guttural moan as he slowly raked nails down from her neck and his weight upon her pushed the tip of his cock inside of her as she arched under him. 

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe let out a moan as Azrael pressed his lips to her neck once more, his cock against her. This was it, there was no going back once they crossed this threshold. Lilythe knew it, but she no longer cared. All she wanted in that moment was him. Every inch of him. As he began to guide himself into her, Lilythe wrapped her arms around him and raked her nails gently down his back.

It was almost painfully slow at first. He seemed to be taking such care with her. But Lilythe wrapped her legs around him and pulled his body closer to hers pulling him in deeper. Once the full length passed into her, her back arched and pressed her chest up against him. She blushed a bright shade of red, embarrassed that she had become so desperate for him, but she didn't regret the action.

Softly, she whispered into his ears. "Don't hold back."

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

He had been caught by the sheer intensity as he entered her, he felt the warmth, how wet she was and the sensation like electricity ran through the length of his dick and up his spine. He had waited for this moment so so long but he had never expected the strength of his sensations , the bliss overwhelmed him in the moment.

As her legs wrapped around him, he let out growling moan of rising satisfaction as he felt the length of his cock pulled deep within her. With whispered words what little control he thought he had melted away as his arms reached down, took a grip on her hips and pulled her even closer, grinding her against the base of his cock, arcing his back to see how deeply he could push. Her whispered words made a wave of energy quiver through him

He circled his hips, keeping the length of his cock deep in as he could but purposefully shifting, aiming to explore and feel all of her that he could. With a groan of satisfaction he began to slowly pull back, feeling his wet shaft in the cooler air. This time awake to the fact he could make her repeat her need, her act of pulling him in.  He knew this was a tease but he could see the desire rising with an undertow of frustration, slowly drawing her to once more pull him to her. This time though he was ready and so it was a combined act, her legs pulling him in while he thrust deep within her.

He let out a animalistic grunt of pleasure through clenched teeth as he felt his dick filling, her muscles squeezing and pulling him in as he started to find a slow rhythm, hands gripped to her sides and each solid thrust, high with intensity the pace began to build. Every moan and cry he elicited from her driving him to greater and greater levels.

[Lilythe Rayne Rare]

Lilythe pulled him into her, and as she did she felt him start to slide inside. Inch by inch he sank into her, and she winced as he stretched her out. By the time he pressed fully into her, she blushed. She felt full. She could feel every inch of him inside her, his pulse in his veins, and she found herself gasping as he hit the top of her. "Ah! Azrael!" Instinctively she wrapped her arms around him, her nails digging lightly into his back for security.

He began to tease her, and Lilythe let out a soft moan of desperation as she moved to pull him back inside her once more. She kissed his shoulder, using it to muffle her sounds as the two began their intimate encounter. As Azrael went a little harder, Lilythe let out a cry. What he was doing felt so intense that she couldn't even process it completely. It was all a tangled mess of pleasure. All she knew was that if she made him stop and that was the last thing she wanted. She couldn't bring herself to stop him or tell him to slow down now.

It paid off. His cock pounded deep into her, filling every inch. The intensity of it all was overwhelming. Lilythe let out a moan as it started to consume her, wrapping her legs around him. She tilted herself just a bit to let him hit deeper. The moment she did she felt her body tense around him. "Oh! Oh! Azrael... Azrael don't stop. Please... please... don't stop. I... I think I'm going to cum." She moaned and scratched down his back once more as she started to writhe in ecstasy. He had found her limits and pushed her over the edge so quickly. And the longer he continued the longer her body kept her in absolute bliss. It wouldn't let her down from the high. Every thrust kept her climax going, and she screamed out in primal bliss.

[Azrael Blackburn Rare Rare]

Azrael moaned and arched his back as the nails dug into his back, there was a heat as they left light trails down the length as her arms pulled him near. He in turn moving his arms around her pull her closer still. With the two of them so closely embraced he shifted to short hard rutting thrusts, burying his head into shoulder, keeping close, Nuzzling, biting and nipping with each stroke. 

He could feel the muscles tightening along the length of his shaft, intensifying how hard he was as he felt Lilythe in turn wrapping and squeezing around his cock. With each and every moan and scream she let out he could feel his own climax building, he felt the fire within him rising, his breath held in his chest as he kept the rhythm increasing as he could see her desire and bliss crossing her face, he sucked in a breath as he got closer, ragged breath half moaning managed to say "Gods, I need you. Cum with me.. "

His last frayed strand of control was to hear her climaxing before everything else around him vanished in the moment. Whatever words he tried to say ended up an animalistic cry of passion, need and savagery as he could hold it back any longer.