Angel and Demon [Belial]

[Reikas Esterion]

Oh those hips. Those hips those hips those hips Reikas could barely keep his eyes from them as Belial came closer. They were a tease. They were a tease and Reikas knew it but he wondered how much Belial knew. How did his powers work, could he read minds? Could he delve into secrets kept buried beneath layers and layers of false personas and pull forth a name on command? Or did it only come with the territory of exerting his influence?

Shit, he was going somewhere with that. Where? He...couldn't remember. His thoughts was slipping as his desires grew and demanded greater attention.

"Really...?" More an affirmation than a question, and barely voiced at that. He let his eyes dip down again, tracing a line down Belial's spiderweb-veined torso to those delicious hips, then back up. The grin just an echo,a forgotten smile the remnants of which still clung to one corner of the mouth, overruled by the hunger in his eyes. It was now or never. He closed the distance between them to merely inches.

"You've fed...I've fed...What do you want to do?" he asked in a low voice. He reached up a hand and trailed three fingertips down Belial's bared upper arm. He could feel the warmth radiating from the mara's chest. He was slightly taller, Reikas realized. Barely, but without their respective shoes on, and at such a short distance, he noticed this. And yet he looked so much bigger with those wings, even without the same sort of musculature Reikas was proud of by now.

He looked up into those eyes, those strange, strange eyes, and dared them. With only a shred of uncertainty left, he dared those soul-pinning eyes to make a move. They weren't as frightening now. Something was different about them, like it had been different about his body earlier. Something unnameable. He liked it. He liked how bared they made him feel now, like he couldn't hide a thing from their all-encompassing gaze.

[Belial Bane]

Despite Belial's confidence in his newly found feed, there was something about the way Reikas' asked him that question that made him falter. He was truly under a conflict in his mind, having pure lust wash over him and yet something wouldn't let him just take the man right there and then; it was as if he had started to feel nerves again and he wasn't sure he liked it. He was thinking to himself just what to do when the shock of feeling Reikas fingers down his arm brought him to reality with the softest noise he had made without meaning to. He hadn't expected it since the other man was holding back and he felt a little embarrassed at the noise, he must have seemed so... needing. His eyes shifted away from staring into Reikas as he looked the man up and down as he had done earlier, he wasn't sure where was better to look but he knew where he wanted to touch.

Right now Belial didn't care about any other emotion, not even fear and he wrapped his wings around them both, causing the two men to be brought closer together, and leaning forwards towards Reikas he carefully placed a arm around him, his hand resting on the curve in his back. He leaned in further still, letting his face go towards Reikas' teasingly before pulling off and placing his lips besides his ear whispering words of temptation into them. "I know exactly what you want... And I want you to give it to me~" He truly hoped these words, or more, the way he said them would finally tempt the man into taking some form of action.

[Reikas Esterion]

What? Was that...hesitation? Oh come now Belial, you can't just do that and then flinch at a touch. Yet there was that noise again. That involuntary noise that Reikas seemed to pull from Belial at the most unexpected of times. What was it? Once again, like so many other times, he wished he had complete empathy to understand the mara before him.

He sucked in a breath as he was suddenly pushed closer by Belial's wings. He felt the hand rest itself low on his back, and those words were all he needed. He laid his bare chest against Belial's and reached up, slipping his fingers into the mara's hair, trapping his head there as he pressed his lips to Belial's. His free hand rested on the back of the mara's shoulder, pulling it close. For the first time, he closed his eyes and left them closed, his desire only mounting with initial contact. His grip tightened. Oh, the things he wanted to do to this man! He wanted to kiss him everywhere, learn every single one of those veins intimately with his tongue, bury his fingers on those feathers, drop to his knees and...

Yes. He wanted all of it. There were other things he could do, many other things, without any need for lubrication...and he could do them all night long. Tomorrow would be a day of coffee and a lot of peeing, but tonight was the night of the outcast angel.

[Belial Bane]

No thoughts passed through Belial's mind as he was pulled closer to the demon, nothing, he was utterly focused on what was happening right there and then and although he didn't react straight away, what was about to come shocked even Belial. The hand that had placed itself on Reikas back gripped tighter, making sure the other man couldn't get away and he quickly slipped the other hand to the back of his neck, making sure to caress each inch of skin he passed as he did so. That kiss, he felt the same energy as the other man and the excitement of such a simple touch caused his wings to shake, letting his lips kiss the other man as if he were a long lost lover, wanting never to take a breath of air again. Without realising it, or even being able to stop it Belial was making the same soft noises he had done before, only muffled by the sound of the others lips.

Before long Belial was letting his tongue slide gently over Reikas lips, almost begging for a more passionate kiss, something more than just this. Suddenly he began to wish he had more experience in these matters because all though his body seemed to crave something, he barely knew what to do next, to get what he wanted and this frustrated him a little. He began to shift his body, trying to be closer to the other man and letting his hips graze that of the other mans before running his hands so gently down from Reikas' neck, to his collar bone before his chest, tracing over it like it was something to delicate it might break if he did what he truly wanted. Belial could feel himself becoming more excited and blushed a little at the thought of the other man being able to feel it, he wondered what thoughts might be passing through his head, and what he might want to do it him, but these thoughts only made him more excited, making another soft noise into their long and desperate kiss.

[Reikas Esterion]

About damn time! Reikas fell easily into the returned embrace, experienced in many things male and female. He was so happy that Belial was responding. Also, the mystery of the strange noises was solved. Clearly, it was an expression of desire. What a surprise. Reikas could live with that. In fact, he loved it. He wouldn't ever let it be said that he only liked submitting. He loved when people needed him, wanted him, as well. It made him feel powerful, on top of the world. And that noise, drawn forth so involuntarily, was definitely needing.

He was pleasantly surprised but all too eager to deepen the kiss, his lips parting against Belial's, inviting the mara's tongue to explore. He pressed his hips against Belial's square on for only a moment before he felt the man's hand begin to wander. He pulled his head back with a vocal sigh and looked hungrily from Belial to the bed over his shoulder, running his tongue over his lower lip where Belia's had been moments before. Not too quick, Belial wasn't the only one who could tease, and he asked for this. His skin tingled where the mara's fingertips just barely grazed it, and a trembling shiver ran down his spine.

"Bed. Now..." he breathed, fingertips curling in to drawn his nails tantalizingly down the back of Belial's head, the side of his neck, and down his shoulder, his arm. He wanted top. Or bottom. Or something; he wanted someone lying on the sheets and someone else touching, he didn't care who. Oh god, he wanted pants off, he wanted that butt, he wanted lips, he wanted the taste of that tongue, he wanted everything, and his chest still tingled, aching for more.