Thankyou to The_Darkness for doing the editing on this. :) Also for giving me the inspiration for writing it. There's something to be said for late night discussions over an IM program.
~ Ravishing
In the silence of the darkened night a soft pleading voice broke through the air. Feminine tones rose and fell softly, each word a plea that seemed to fall onto deafened ears. The words repeated over and over again, her voice growing hoarse with each recital she made.
Over head, almost unseen the sky darkened with the taint of something ominous, subtly at first she felt the breeze pick up, tugging at the long strands of blonde hair, her head tipped back, grey eyes staring skyward. "Oh dark one, Lucifer, I beg you, bring back my love." The chill in the wind came, wrapping about her like a haunting caress over her skin, yet she welcomed it's icy feel, hands moving to pull the robe from her upper body, a sob rising from her throat as she bowed her head, words rising and falling again, always the same unchanging in their plea.
God how she missed him; the feel of his strong hands as they'd caressed her to pleasure oh so many times before. Her own hands moved slowly up her body, the words persistently tumbling from her lips as her fingers trailed up her abdomen, to the soft full curves of her breasts. Her fingers tracing paths that he had, over to the sides and slowly circling inwards till her thumbs slowly brushed over her nipples, a soft intake of breath.
Her palms now coming in to cup and gently tease over the warm flesh that gained goose bumps from the night air. God how she missed his touch, her mind substituting her hands for his, as she continued her plea. Hands moving of their own accord over her skin setting fires she prayed would be quenched, by her love this night.
Her fingers slowly trailed down over her breasts, teasing over her nipples, cupping the underside and softly squeezing with her eyes closed. It was as close as she could get to his touch, lips moving silently ever silently, hands slowly moving over her mid rift then lower still. Larissa's head arching back as her words gained volume, "Oh dark one, hear my plea, bring my lover back into my arms this night."
A small whimper left her lips as fingers trailed over her pale blonde pubic hair, slowly lower as she teased them along the lips of her sex, a drop forth of her head sending blonde hair wildly flying, words mouthed ever more. Slowly she dipped a finger inside herself, ever caught up in the memory of his hands touching her. The strength those hands had held, yet how gentle they'd been as he'd buried them inside her.
Her fingers slid deeper ever slowly into her sex, hips giving a slow rock with the movement, caught up in the moment, lips moving feverishly as her hips rocked ever harder, bringing herself ever closer to her climax, breath coming in shuddering gasps as she felt the earth move beneath her, back arched hard as she screamed the words out, "Damn you give me back my husband..." her climax coming hard and faster, even as it drew a sob from her chest.
Her sobs of disappointment at his lack of return hid the sounds that came from behind her, of feet whispering over the dry grass. It was the feel of fingers like silk that burned a trail of need across her upper back, as the breeze whipped her blonde hair out of the way. Fear ran through her nerves for a moment, "Larissa... my darling..." Her grey eyes widening slowly in joy as she rose to her feet, the robe fell from her hips a slow turn about as though time was slowing down to stop.
"William?" Her voice held hesitation as her eyes took in the look of the monstrosity of maleness that towered over her body, head tilting back to look up into it's eyes, a twinkle of grey mixed with the fire of red, burning with passion and desire as they trailed down her body, his wings folding down his back as he reached out a hand to her trembling form. "Larissa, yes, it's your William..."
They were the words she'd been waiting for as she took the step, her fingers gilding over his skin, her grey eyes lifting to find his grey as her lips parted he drew her close suddenly, a hot finger pressed to his lips as he spoke. "Ask not why lover, nor how, just go with it..." Slowly he dragged his finger down her lips it caught on her bottom one, and he felt her reactions to him, the soft wanting tremble that over took his Larissa, the arch of her back, as her sex met his thigh, the soft gasp she made sweet music to his ears.
Guiding his hands to her hips he lifted her body high, her back remained arched, she made a whimper of joy as his hot lips took her nipple, drawing it sweetly into his mouth rolling his tongue over it while he walked with her, slowly with restrained desire he lay her atop the cement grave her neck hanging against the opposite edge of the grave. Slowly he releases her nipple from between his lips, how he'd longed for this moment with her, just once more again, and one last taste.
Larissa felt her breath quicken as his strong hands lifted her legs with a gentle touch, easing them to bend at the knee, which she did willingly for him, planting her legs spread wide for him her hands trailing up over her breasts drawing small shudders from her. The feel of his hands sliding slowly up her ankles, lips wetly trailing his right hand to her knee, where he slowly teased her with a lingering caress, drawing sweet whimpers from her, while her own hands rubbed thumbs over her already hard nipples.