Uriel rocked with Pestilence's movements, trying to concentrate on the pleasure rather than the pain. Then he thrust even deeper than before, yelling, "Oh, angel!" Looking at his ecstatic expression as he climaxed inside her she allowed herself to imagine that he was truly saying it to her, that he was truly calling her his angel because she was one, because she was Uriel. It was, of course, a futile dream, but that didn't stop her from dreaming.
He slid out of her, kissing her lightly. Then he started to move downwards on her body. Still a bit dazed from the mixture of pain and pleasure, she didn't even register his movements at first.
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Date: 2006-05-03 09:15 am (UTC)He slid out of her, kissing her lightly. Then he started to move downwards on her body. Still a bit dazed from the mixture of pain and pleasure, she didn't even register his movements at first.