4:16: Soaring
After sending Bri ahead to the group that was meeting with the new recruits with instructions to let them know I’d be joining in a bit, Areandra led me to her room. Unlike the demonic instincts that seemed to surpress extreme negative emotions like embrassment, Areandra’s Fallen Angel form seemed to have none of these perks. I couldn’t help but giggle as I saw just how flushed her olive skin was. I could also hear just how rapidly her heart was beating as she flapped her wings a few times nervously. I noticed that unlike my own demonic wings, when her wings were folded, they still stuck out like a large feathered cloak behind her. I was suddenly grateful that for whatever magic that allowed mine to press completely flush against my back as if they weren’t there, but my internal musings about her black feathered wings were suddenly interrupted when Areandra cleared her throat nervously.
I looked up and realized we were standing in front of her room. She fumbled with the door handle a couple of times, but managed to steady her nerves enough to get it open. Once we were inside she took a few steps inside and turned back to face me. I eagerly closed the distance between us and pushed the door closed behind me with my foot. I moved so that I was within arms-reach of the sexy angel woman and I heard her breathing hitch slightly at my proximity. Reaching forward, I placed my arm on hers and looked into her eyes.
“Take a breath, Sabrina. I could probably hear your beating so hard even without my enhanced hearing. I’m still the same chick who went through that fear cave shit right along side of you. I’m still the same person who dragged you to the angel starter city for some half-cocked hairbrained idea I had.”
She studied my face shortly before looking away, the flush on her cheeks not fading in the slightest.
“I mean… I know all that. But… its different. You’re here. In my room. After you somehow felt the thing I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about. At first I thought I was just crazy, that I imagined the sensation of your presence surrounding me, focusing on me. But when you did it again and moved so close and… the thing you did with my ear.”
As Areandra made a move to hide her face in her hands, I moved with lightning speed and grabbed her wrists. She looked up at me with a startled gasp and started to pull away, until she saw the soft, gentle smile on my face.
“Hey, it’s OK Sabrina. Talk to me. Do… you want me to shift to my human form?”
Instead of looking relieved, however, this comment only seemed to agitate her further. After a moment she inhaled sharply and looked me dead in the eye.
“Allie… I have had a crush on you since you ran us through that dungeon. The others got to spend their time focusing on what was right in front of them… but from my position, where I could see everything… I quickly realized that I couldn’t stop watching you, no matter how hard I tried. You were so… badass. So cool. But also… so fucking beautiful. But… it was OK, because it was just your avatar, and it was just me fantasizing about being with a chick like that. It was innocent, and I could deny my feelings… pretending that I didn’t want you to look at me the way you look at Emily. Or Nialla. Or any of the others. Hell… even Kyra and Ash seemed to catch your eye. But you never really paid any close attention to me. But… I also realized that I also never verbally showed any interest… and the more I got to know you… the worse it got. Because I started to like you even more outside the game.”
It seemed that once she started opening up everything came rushing out of her in a flood. Instead of replying, I merely maintained firm, steady pressure on her arm and kept the warm, inviting smile on my face.
“And then you watched me with that angel bitch… and that was… mortifying. I was so worried you were going to judge me for getting so into it. But… honestly I got off so fucking hard from you watching me.”
She seemed to realized what she had just said and suddenly made a move to clap her hand over her mouth as her face somehow turned even redder. I gently grabbed her hand with mine, and held her tightly. She stared at the contact for a moment, before she looked up at me with a small grin.
“It’s only gotten worse since then, Allie. I’m… I’m sorry for putting all this on you. I know you already dating four freaking amazing women. I don’t want you to feel any—”
Instead of letting her reply, I released my grip on her hand and pressed my fingers to her lips. Her eyes widened in surprise and she suddenly adopted a look of minor panic. I chuckled softly and moved my head closer.
“Sabrina… can I kiss you?”
She stared at me for a moment, dumbfounded, before letting out a spluttering laugh. After a moment, she shook her head like she was clearing out the fog, and she adopted a very giddy, excited grin. I cocked my head to the side to express my slight confusion at her reaction, and that only made her laugh harder. After a moment she recovered her composure and moved even closer to me than she had been before.
“I’m sorry, Allie… Not to be creepy… but I cannot tell you how many fantasies I have that start with those simple words. For a moment I felt like I was in some sort of dream.”
With her free hand, she reached across her chest and pinched her own arm hard. She winced slightly, but instead of looking like she was in any kind of pain, she suddenly looked up with me with a desperate hunger that sent chills down my spine. When she moved her face closer to mine, I took this as an open invitation to kiss her, and I closed the distance between us without a second thought. Our lips found each other, and we began to practically devour each other in a frenzy. Her tongue pushed into my mouth with in a strangely aggressive, exploratory manner. When she felt the tip of mine touch hers slightly, she let out an intense moan and slid her hands up my body until she was gently holding my head and kissing me deeply and passionately.
I’m not sure if we made out for a couple of moments, or hours… and frankly I didn’t give a single flying fuck. Areandra was an absolutely amazing kisser. Like… I’ve kissed a fair number of women… and I can easily say she is one of the best. Even Emily agrees Sabrina’s a better kisser than she is. But… that’s a story for way later. As I lost myself in the lips and hands of this stunning woman, I felt like I was literally flying. When we both finally came up for air, I let out a startled noise when I realized that we were flying. Areandra’s raven-black feathered wings were spread wide, flapping lazily keeping us in place. My own wings had somehow extended without me even realizing I did it, and they were beating in time with the sexy fallen angel’s steady wing beats. As Areandra looked around us, she looked as surprised as I did.
“When did we start flying? I didn’t even realize we had left the ground...”
“Sabrina… better question. Why the hell does your room have enough space to be able to fly freely like this?”
“Wait… we’re still in my room?”
We looked in confusion at one another for a moment before we began to study our surroundings in more detail. Despite the sexual tension being mostly broken by our surprise room-change, we still clung tightly to each other as we hovered in place. All around us was dark, empty sky broken up by the occasional flash of lightning in the distance. Far below us I could see what looked like a floating island, but nothing looked like somewhere I recognized. I shifted my weight slightly and clasped onto Areandra’s body tighter with one hand, using the other to open my character menu. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary, except when I flipped over to the Castle Command Menu, nothing popped up. The only reason my Castle Command Menu wouldn’t work would be if we were some sort of dungeon or zone that prevented outside communication.
“Well. Shit. I don’t think we’re in the castle anymore. I think we’re in some kind of dungeon area. So far that’s been the only thing that can prevent me from accessing that menu.”
She looked at me with a worried expression and nodded slowly.
“Yeah, I tried sending some messages to Tif and Blaine, but they both failed to get through. Definitely feels like some sort of dungeon. But… how the hell did we get here? It was almost like our kissing—”
“—teleported us out of the castle?”
“Yeah.”
I looked around for a moment before flicking my eyes back to her with a slight smirk on my face.
“I mean… the kissing was good enough to feel out of this world. So maybe the game took that literally?”
Areandra blushed profusely and looked away, but I couldn’t help but notice a slight satisfied smile pulling at the corners of her mouth. After a moment she looked back at me.
“The kissing was really that good? I mean… don’t get me wrong, kissing you Allie… it is even better than I imagined. But you really liked kissing me?”
Despite the odd situation we had found ourselves in, I suddenly felt an overwhelming longing to show this sweet, sexy woman how much I had enjoyed feeling her lips on mine. Instead of fighting it, I slid my fingers up the length of Areanda’s arm until I was running them up her slim neck and gently across her smooth cheek. Before going any further, I held my hand there and just looked deeply into her deep brown eyes that were so dark they were almost black.
“Does flying consume MP for you?”
“No. You?”
“Nope. Does it require you to focus to keep doing it?”
She let out a scoffing laugh and gestured around to both of us floating here.
“Obviously not. And I’m guessing the same is true for you… otherwise I feel like we wouldn’t have ended up not even noticing the change.”
I murmured my assent, but didn’t look away from her. I watched her eyes glance briefly at my lips before darting back up to meet my gaze, and that was all it took. I closed the tiny distance between our bodies, and sought out her lips just as hungrily as before. As soon as I found them, Areandra let out a small happy groan, and she leaned into the kiss eagerly. Her tongue invaded my mouth again, and my own tongue was there to greet her just as happily as before. I moaned softly as her tongue did this thing that felt like she was literally wrapping hers around mine, and then practically flicked back into her own mouth. My tongue eagerly followed, and she began to suck gently on my tongue with her lips. After doing this for a moment (hour? day? year?), Areandra pulled away just enough to pull my tongue out of her mouth, but not before grabbing my lower lip gently with her teeth. As she bit down ever-so-softly, I was surprised to see tiny fangs in her mouth.
After corrupting quite a few demons myself and sleeping with even more, I’ve come to realize a few commonalities between demons. Namely, demons have enlarged upper and lower incisors, to they point they look somewhat animalistic when they have their mouths open. As far as I knew, however, this was not a trait shared by angels. It seemed that becoming a fallen angel using my corruption ability gave her some noticeably demonic features. In the time it took for that thought to fully form and then leave my brain just as quickly, I found myself pulled back into the amazingness that was kissing this amazing woman in my arms.
Did I just get randomly teleported somewhere likely dangerous? Probably.
Did it concern me in that moment? Pft… have you met me? You should know by now that despite the strange, likely outright deadly situation we were in… All I could think of was how badly I wanted to see Areandra without her clothes on.