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[Alexiel BookMan]

There were no words in any language that Alexiel had heard of to describe just what he was feeling and as he cowered he shook, his body tensing even at the slightest touch now as if it had gone into overdrive. Was this what it was like for everyone when they got touched if this had happened to anyone other than him. Hell he needed this break and as he panted into the other man's shoulder he was truly grateful he was up in his little flat, doors locked and no one but Reikas could hear him. What he must have sounded like? The mara honestly had no idea that this kind of thing happened in everyday life, but why on earth would the demon mention or even try it if it didn't? He twitched uncontrollably, feeling the gentle fingers rub against his wrist and it did seem to calm him, his fingers that had somehow managed to grip of Reikas' shirt relaxed a little, almost enough to let go.

Still shaking he tried to work out what was happening to his body, and just what the hell he was feeling. Right now would be the perfect time to ask the demon if he could muster up enough courage let alone try and calm his breath enough to try and get a word out. Despite what Reikas was saying, the mara was feeling a little ashamed of himself, and after feeling the small kiss on his forehead he managed to bring his head out of the comfort of hiding and look the other man in the eyes. Alexiel's face seemed flustered, his eyes clouded with a mixture of pleasure, frustration and confusion; his cheeks stained with a slight hint of red whilst his lips were dry and parted still from panting. He couldn't help but stare at the other man, obviously trying to work out just what to say and how he was going to do it.

"N-Normal?" He questioned, unable to see how anything like this could be normal; still shaking a little as his pale skinny muscles flexed in his back and arms, still tightening and loosening his grip on the other man's shirt every now and then. To anyone else it might look as if Alexiel had either run a marathon naked or touched himself for the first time. Both these things were far from the truth; he didn't even realise just what was going on in his body, let alone why he was feeling this way. He wanted Reikas to explain right now, and hell knew he would get his answer, even if he needed to beg the other man for it.

[Reikas Esterion]

Reikas nodded, looking down at Alexiel's eyes and all of the emotions therein. "Well...maybe you're a little more sensitive than most, but...you've gone for a couple decades now of being alone. Plus, where your piercing is is a naturally sensitive place anyway, and playing with a ring there turns anyone on, I imagine. If it's too much and if you don't like it, I'll stay away from it." God, this kid was practically post-orgasm. Was that what it was really like for him? Reikas didn't even want to make a new partner of him and yet Alexiel's body was screaming for it.

"But I think if you let me, we can tame it down, get you used to it..." He trailed a hand down Alexiel's back, his other still rubbing the mara's wrist. "And there's nothing better for desensitizing than exposure. Your choice. Do you want to keep going?"

[Alexiel BookMan]

Alexiel stared still panting, really very unaware of what he must look like, but it was nice to know this kind of thing was normal, or at least that is what he was going to tell himself from now on. It was when mentioned being turned on that the mara looked totally clueless within pleasured eyes, somehow since the touching he seemed a lot easier to read. He wanted to ask but he was to embarrassed right now, his body still being rather uncontrollable and shaking at certain points without warning. "I.... I don't know..." Yes, that was truly all the boy could muster right now; sure, it wasn't his complete question about 'turned on' or what this strange mix of feelings in the bit of his stomach was, but it would have to do for now.

It was then he felt the hand trail ever so carefully down his back and he closed his eyes, letting out another strange noise, but this time it was muffled by the sound of his own hand clamping over his mouth quickly. The mara couldn't even stop himself, it was like he was being possessed by his own emotions and it was cruelty. He quickly opened his red orbs again and felt the warm sensation trail all over his body now, no longer contained in the parts that were being touched. It was then Alexiel felt himself get even more frustrated with himself more than anything and he took in the deepest breath he could, letting it all out at once. "What's going on!" He begged Reikas, confusion and a slight passion mixed within him. He wanted to swear again but the touch to his wrist began to calm him, and using his spare hand he grabbed a handful of his own jean material around his knee. He had to cling to something, and it only seemed right not to touch Reikas until he explained.

[Reikas Esterion]

That instant response made Reikas' abdomen clench with want. Alexiel's moans were just like Belial's, helpless and completely involuntary and that was incredibly alluring. He reached up to pull the mara's hand from his mouth and tell him it was okay but then Alexiel exploded with a demand. And a confusing one at that.

"What do you mean?" he asked. Was he not being clear? "Alexiel, you're a mara," he started, eyeing that hand clenching a fistful of jean and wishing it was back against his shirt. "From what I understand, maras are incomplete creatures, very sensual and sensitive beings. Sensitive to touch, to addictions, to things of the body. You want it, you crave it, and in your case, you fear how much you feel these things. Michael and his wife probably didn't understand that, did they?" he asked. "They told you to keep to yourself, don't touch people like that, ignore what you felt. Or maybe you took cues from other people. But you're different. You're special, and these things you feel are normal, but you're just afraid of them and their power." He was just saying the same thing though, what was he missing?

"Or are you asking why it feels so good to be touched at all?" he asked hesitantly, trailing a hand up Alexiel's back again. "Because that's a bit of a different story..."

Maybe that was what Alexiel was getting at. He was alone in the world, maybe because his surrogate parents had told him not to touch, not to explore, to discover things about himself...

[Alexiel BookMan]

The mara knew all too well he wasn't complete, he had come to turns with that a very long time ago when he was first kicked out; it still hurt thinking about, but right now that wasn't the issue at hand, and he seemed to completely dismiss it. Right now he had an even more pressing issue and if he wasn't careful, his nails would rip right through his own jeans, and that would be another pair out the window. Reikas was proving more of a challenge right now, he had got it spot on. The old librarian wouldn't accept he was a failed angel (they saw him as a wonderful gift), and they wouldn't accept him going out and exploring, let alone getting to know people or the world and it's ways. He was utterly craving it though, utterly wanting the touch to continue and it felt like torture keeping away from the demon and his hands for so long. The smallest of breathes was let out, a swear word hidden within it.

When the mara heard the next question though, well, he felt relieved, Reikas had worked it out at least, and his fingers relaxed someone from clenching his jeans. He felt the hand trail up his back and Alexiel let out another small noise, letting go of his jeans completely and it was suddenly back on the fabric on the demon's arm. He couldn't help himself, the more contact he had the slightly better if felt, the less frustrated he was and the less it felt like torture. "Y-yes!" He finally stuttered, looking into the demon's eyes with a strange sense of desperation; if the other man told him just why it felt this way perhaps he could make it go away, or at least control it better. He didn't even care how hesitant the other man sounded, he just needed to know, even if it was another story.

Alex's fingers curled around the fabric of Reikas' shirt again, trying hard not to shake anymore, and more importantly, to make as little sound as possible.

[Reikas Esterion]

Wow. Alexiel was going to soil this poor settee soon if Reikas didn't settle these matters. Alright then. At least he'd figured it out, that was good. Time to put the mara's mind at ease. Or shut him down completely.

"Alright, uhhh..." God, this would be fun. Guess what Reikas had never had before? A son to explain this shitt to! For once, he was quite out of his league. "I mean, people just like being touched in general, it's a pleasant sensation. But it's also very intimate. Your body is you, it's your world, and you're letting someone else into it. It's pleasure, but not just pleasure though, it's someone else giving it to you. You don't know what they're going to do next, but you want it, and that's just how cravings go in general.

"And also, well..." and here came the awkward part, "it's arousing. Ideally, one of the body's basic desires is sexx. And being touched...makes you think you're going to get it. Now don't worry, I'm not going to go down there at all, but I'm tricking your body into thinking it might get something it craves. And that's pleasurable to you, sexx is pleasurable. People want to procreate, it's...an evolutionary thing, or something. It feels good. That's what's happening to you. It's not wrong, it's not embarrassing, it's natural and feels good. For you, it's just...more intense. Partly because you're a mara, partly because you've never been touched like this before. Does that make sense?"

His hand trailed its way back down to the small of Alexiel's back again. He just wanted to stroke the mara's back all evening if he could, lay with this lovely creature on top of him and just explore his upper architecture for hours...

[Alexiel BookMan]

The mara listened, more intently than he had done before, his breathing calming a little because the demon had slowed his touch. It was nice to be able to breath again at his own pace and as he listened, though it confused him, he nodded. Reikas was right, he didn't know what would happen next, all he knew is that his body craved this touch and if it weren't for his pure lack of experience in these matters he might have done anything to make it happen more. But sexx, that was a different matter entirely, and one that confused Alexiel more than ever. He had heard people speak about it, and he knew the general gist of getting completely nude for someone but he didn't know where someone would go from there - he had only assumed, and it brought a blush to his cheeks when he tried not to think about it.

The mara had never been so glad in his life that a Reikas was here with him, and the panic that had seeped into his body from talking about intimacy slowly ebbed away when the demon said he would've be planning to do it to him; that would have gone far too far for his liking. Yes, this small amount of touching to his upper half was already enough for him, and for once he didn't want to get naked, the fabric around his lower half seeming to feel a lot warmer and tighter now. Did it all make sense though? Well the short answer was 'no it didn't', Alexiel still had no idea what exactly was happening, or why, but he did understand that it was normal now, and that it had been happening to everyone around him - at least that was lucky.

The hand fell down his back again and this time he struggled to keep his breath calm, but it did seem easier than before, now he wasn't panicking or as frustrated as he was. The mara still made a noise though, and the pale skin on his back had goosebumps within only seconds. As long as Reikas took it slowly with him Alexiel began to believe he would be okay.

[Reikas Esterion]

Reikas waited for Alexiel's emotions to resolve themselves, glad that the mara seemed to be satisfied by this answer. He smiled at Alexiel's lessened reaction, though it was counter to what Reikas wanted immediately, it was an excellent development toward the long-term goal.

"Good..." he purred quietly, his voice dropping back to they way it had been. The mara was accepting it. Funny how a little bit of information went a long way. It was great how Alexiel's vocal cords were connected directly to his skin, though. One of these days he'd make a project of the maras and see if he could play them like harps. Scintillating.

"Now you're getting it, just don't fight it." He drew his hand up Alexiel's back again, but this time he didn't stop when he reached the top, instead gliding back down again. "Whatever you're feeling, whatever you want to say or do, just let it happen..." Up an down, he traced Alexiel's back, paying interested attention to his vertebrae, just to get the mara used to a constant, slow touch.

[Alexiel BookMan]

That voice was back, than voice which made the hair on the back of Alexiel's neck stand on end causing him to bit his lip so not to make some sort of squeak. Did the demon know just what he was doing and what he was going to do next? Like a horrid plan to get the mara to sing like some sort of bird; he had always loved singing, but this was out of hand. It felt like someone was reaching inside his chest and pinching their hand around his heart to make it pump faster, and as he squirmed at the touch against his vertebrae he couldn’t help but give off just a small moan as his trousers shifted. Right, he had to ignore that, it wouldn’t be a good idea to let the other man know just where was causing him such discomfort and frustration.

Alexiel couldn’t help but fight it though, each time the man’s fingers slipped between the joints of his discs he almost wanted to run his hand along the bare skin of Reikas’ arm, wanting some sort of distraction for his hands which for now were lost, gripping onto the demon’s shirt very tightly. It didn't once pass his mind that the other man might not want him to or that he might accidentally rip the shirt a little if he clung any tighter. "Nghhh~" Were the only sounds coming from the boy now, as he tried to speak his body almost had a spasm when the demon almost went to his neck. That might be a little too sensitive for right now, and panting he might even have to let go of this strange and utterly thrilling feeling towards the lower half of his body.

There was really no way that Alexiel was going to get used to this kind of touch, or so were the only thoughts running through his mind. He felt so vulnerable right now but there was something nice about it, and feeling as though he was going to explode he had to hide his face one again with another small and quiet moan. "D-damn."

[Reikas Esterion]

God, it was a power trip for Reikas. The squirming was bad enough, but the true moan was an aphrodisiac. Such a very live and responsive creature writhing against his chest, fistfuls of his shirt balled up and tensing the material against his back, and now he was drawing forth this kind of purely sexual sound from Alexiel...It was an inhibition killer worse than alcohol.

He wondered if he could torture Alexiel this way, make him beg for it, or it it would only provide relief to the mara. He began to slow down his touch, focusing less on Alexiel's entire back and more on the individual bones of his spine, spreading his fingertips to span four gaps at once. Like a staircase he climbed down them slowly, and with his free hand he reached forward and found the mara's shoulder blade, tracing its outline gently.

"...You don't have to stay there," he said. "I know I told you you didn't have to do anything, but if you want to move...If there's a more comfortable position you'd prefer, or a better place than the couch, like your bed..." He trailed off, wondering if the mara was even capable of a coherent response. God, the awful things Reikas wanted to do to Alexiel in his mind involving tape and tongues...

[Alexiel BookMan]

There was no way that slowing down the touch was a good thing, but for a few minutes Alexiel hoped that Reikas was going to let him breath and calm down and stop his feeling growing inside him. Alas, it became harder to breath, gasping for air at the second the gabs of his spine were replaced with fingers. It was an almost heart stopping feeling and it caused him to try and move away, but the only direction was forwards, and that is where the demon was. The mara felt trapped but so safe and as the other man continued to show his control over the gaps within the mara's skeleton he couldn't help but let go. A noise escaped him like an enchanting moan and his whole body shivered against the other man's chest, taking in a deep whiff of the warm air around him.

His shoulder blade was the next to be assaulted, and though hardly as intense as his spine it was still so very pleasurable to him, and his body gave a spasm again. Curses, wasn't there a way he could stop this? Then there was that voice again, which caused him to tense like ice for a few seconds before he relaxed again, letting his body shiver madly. Right now though he had no idea what might be more comfortable; though he did feel really rather safe pressed against Reikas' shoulder and chest, and it was so warm. His bed though... well that would have made a lot more sense than trying to stay on a sofa that was clearly falling apart when moving so rapidly and so much.

He opened his mouth, but it was against the other man's shoulder and speech seemed even harder. Instead he made another noise, which was half way between a moan and a gasp and he used a shaking hand to point in the direction of a room. His room was that way, and if Reikas wanted him there he would have to help, or at least leave Alexiel's skin alone for long enough to let him relax.

[Reikas Esterion]

Reikas' whole body tensed as Alexiel moaned against him. Yes. Yes...He wanted more, he didn't want the mara to stop. He wanted Alexiel writhing and gasping for breath, thrashing so hard he had to be held down. It took so much control to keep his pace slow, and that piercing taunted his mind, begging him to touch it again, like a tiny devil seducing him from the back of his mind.

He carefully measured each of Alexiel's reactions, noting that achingly familiar spasm as the mara's shoulder was touched. What he hadn't expected and what really pleased him though, was the connection he made between his voice and the effects it had on Alexiel. Good god, this boy was falling for him, wasn't he? The poor thing, Reikas would have to piece his heart back together when they was done.

He followed the mara's hand to the door it pointed toward, but it was so far over there and they were nice and close right here...But he could feel the instability of the settee beneath them, it was rickety at best and he didn't want to break Alexiel's furniture, as unsightly a color as it was. And plus, the respite of the journey would allow the mara to recover slightly before delving back into their world of shameless hedonism.

"Alright," he murmured quietly as he turned back to Alexiel, slowly raising his hands from the mara's back and placing them on his wrists instead, plucking the one from the air where it still trembled. He rubbed them gently with his fingertips, holding them between his thumb and palm. "Let's get to somewhere more...comfortable. Come on." He started to sit up straighter and edge himself off the settee, unsure if he would have to support Alexiel's weight or not.

As he rearranged himself though, he looked down at the furniture itself, and from the corner of his eye he spied a proud denim pup tent being sported by his trembling friend. A powerful wave of emotion including but not limited to pride, lust, and excitement swelled within him.

"If you need to take off your jeans, I will still keep my hands up north, I swear." No, he wasn't going to ignore it. He knew too many people who were ashamed of their body's impulses and reactions, and he wasn't a man to ever shut anyone down or embarrass them for it in private, and that included pretending that the reaction just wasn't happening. Reikas would never ignore a boner.

[Alexiel BookMan]

He wasn't sure just why the other man talking seemed to calm him somewhat, and it was more because silence killed him than a lust for it. Alexiel really wasn't sure anymore why he was feeling this way but he trusted Reikas, so he wasn't going to back down now when he was learning so much about himself and what he truly wanted. It was nice finally realising just how much he craved contact. Throughout his whole life he had wished for something like this to happen and now it was his thrill almost jolted against his stomach as he felt his wrists being taken again. It was calming, and he found that he could breath more normally again, removing his head from the other man's shoulder and leaning back gently. Yes, it was easy to calm down when this was the only touch. It felt almost sickeningly pleasing, but it wasn't as intense.

It took a few minutes before the mara felt he could move, and slowly he let go of Reikas' shirt, about to edge towards getting off the settee when the demon commented on his trousers. He had almost forgot about it when it was talked about and he felt a horrid amount of shame fill him, turning to look away from the other man as quickly as he could. Alexiel knew taking off his jeans would only show just how excited he had been worse, and he didn't know if he could subject himself to that. It might make him feel slightly better though, less trapped and he could at least be more cold - which he did enjoy a lot.

The mara removed one of his wrists from Reikas' touch and as it shook it placed itself on his buttoned jeans. "I.. Sorry..." He could talk now, his breath slightly more calm as he undid the buttons. He didn't want to stand up though, he still felt a little ashamed of himself and just how embarrassed he felt. The calming touch on his wrist still felt nice though, and without realising it that hand stayed clung to the other man's shirt. At least Reikas wasn't planning to touch him down south.

[Reikas Esterion]

Dammit, it still came anyway, that shut down of joy that could only be shame. Reikas hated that, he hated failing people and allowing them to feel shame for who they were and what they did. He always ticketed himself as the kind of guy who was all about getting rid of that feeling, but Alexiel still turned away.

He released Alexiel's wrist as the mara pulled it away, but as he watched where that hand was going, his failure began to ebb. His smile was priceless as he slowly realized that Alexiel was in fact relieving the tension most sexily. He'd do his future partner proud.

"Don't apologize," he said quickly. he grinned. "What are you apologizing for? You have nothing to be ashamed of..." God, he wanted to touch it. He wanted badly to touch it but he kept to himself. He'd promised, he would keep his promise. "Now come on, stand up, let's get to your bed."

He started to stand up and looped an arm around Alexiel's shoulders to help him rise as well. He'd carry the mara to his room and lay him on the mattress himself if he had to. Hell, he'd volunteer even if he didn't have to, but taking it at Alexiel's pace in the cool-down period was key.

[Alexiel BookMan]

The buttons on Alexiel's jeans were undone, and the release he felt just from this small amount of freedom was wonderful, and the frustration started to fall from him quickly. Another so simple action that seemed to spark more joy in his stomach swelled. Reikas was telling him not to be ashamed, and not to apologize, so he wouldn't anymore. He took in a deep breath and pressed away the last of the shame, and ignored the small amount of nerves, no, this was no time for them. The time right now was for undoing the very last of the buttons slowly and making sure his legs didn't feel shaky as he carefully removed the fabric from them. It felt unusual to undress in front of someone who very clearly was enjoying it.

The mara seemed a little distracted though, as if he at the same time was trying to study Reikas; there was more and more of this feeling that Alexiel began to know - it was want. He himself had always felt 'want' but this was a different sort, it was a need, a lust. Yes, that was defiantly what it was going to be called from now on, and it was radiating off the demon like there was no tomorrow. "I felt like I should apologize... Not sure why." He began to look back at the other man, before standing up only in his boxers. It felt a little strange with his excitement just below one sheet of fabric, but he really was trusting today, so he breathed and pushed that aside too. The arm around him felt rather soothing as he stood, and it gave him enough strength to stand by himself, though his legs felt a little shaky.

"T-this way." Alexiel was trying to act a little more confident than he felt, but it seemed to be working. If he tricked his body into thinking he felt confident, it started to feel that way and he began to walk, wondering if it would be okay to ask Reikas a few more questions. "D..." He stopped his words, getting into his rather large bedroom. It had a large wooden four poster bed not out of place in a castle, and despite the mara's love of books they appeared absent in this place. The only paper in this room where the piles of them stacked on the desk with bottles of ink and the feathers (which were obviously from Alexiel's wings) that had been made into quills. "Do you want to take... take off..." Nope, words began to fail him again and turning to look at Reikas he eyes the shirt a little.