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Taking on the Supernatural (Traveler & I)

Marie grinned at Rafael as he said she sounded reluctant or maybe it was some kind of consolation prize. Truth be told Rafael was a man she’d be more then honored to fuck over, and over, and over again. She reached behind her back her finger flicking the hooks on of her bra letting it fall into their laps her breast bounced slightly as they were released from their prison. Marie enjoyed watching Rafael gaze at her bosom like a starved beast and he growled in approval.

Marie licked her lower lip as his hands gripped her hips and yanked her into him pulling her forward so her breasts were eye level with his mouth. She moaned out lightly as his hot tongue lapped at her nipple making them wet and eager for what was to come next. Marie moaned out wildly as he blow on her already sensitive nipples making them stand at attention and her hips jet forward into him. His mouth wrapped around her breast his hot mouth engulfing her nipple as his teeth gently rolled her nipple between them and sent shivers of pleasure down her body and into her core.

Marie smiled at Rafael when he called her naughty and she was very naughty especially cause all the things she wanted to do with him. “Not all like Paul huh?” she asked moving closer to him “Then touch me Rafael.” She pulled him into her. Marie enjoyed how his mouth worked her breasts sending shivers of ecstasy to her core. His fingers fumbling with her pants button and she ran her hands down helping him unbutton her button making it easier for him.

Marie picked herself up off of Rafael’s lap with a wicked grin as her pants fell to the floor and she stepped out of them and her shoes. She knew he was hard she could feel him under her clothing and his she knew he was just as willing to sin with her as she was to sin with him.
 
He obliged her, pulling on her tits with his mouth as his hands roamed lustily across her body, prodding and pinching at her flesh through her clothes, his touch almost aggressive in its passion. He felt her hands coming to help him with her pants, and the priest looked at her and smiled with approval.

She was eager... that was good. Their first time might be frantic and rushed, but he was looking forward to getting her out of here and taking his time with her. Yes, he wanted to take a long time with her, drawing out her every gasp and shudder as he worked her towards a full-body and soul orgasm. But for now... for today... he wanted to fuck her. Hard.

He drew his hand along her nude thighs once she had stripped out of her pants and shoes, and pulled her to stand next to him, then, with a commanding hand, he moved her left leg so that it was on the bench next to him, and he was almost straddled by her. Rafael ran his hands along her raised thigh, then began to plant kisses from her knee to the gentle crease between her knee and her pelvis, where her sweet sex was hidden. He wasn't shy about drawing his hands along her legs, then up to her vulva and parting them with his fingers so that he could lean in and lap at her swollen, slick clitoris with his eager tongue. It darted in and flattened against the quivering cluster of nerves hidden there, tasting her sweet cream, and swirling across the tender flesh of her sex, while he moaned in pleasure at having her cunt exposed to him where he could enjoy every nuance of her body's sexual center. His hands moved from her legs to her ass, cupping them and then pulling her hips towards his mouth as he began to dart his tongue across her clit and closer and closer to her hole.
 
Marie couldn’t believe what she was doing sure it felt good and yet so bad at the same time. This was like heaven and hell mixed together and she was more than willing to indulge herself in it. She shivered as his hands traced along her thighs after her clothing had come completely off. It was kind of thrilling to stand before a priest nude and have him look at her in such a lustful way. His hand slowly traced down her thigh to just behind her knee picking it up and setting her foot on the bench next to him almost as if she were straddling him. Rafael’s hand ran up her leg and inner thigh as his lips followed in hot pursuit leaving hot kisses making her skin feel like it were on fire. His lips touched were her leg and pelvis met caressing it gently.

A moan caught in her throat she wanted to let it out but somehow this one was waiting for the right moment to let it go. Rafael wasn’t shy about touching her not even when his fingers found their way to her already plump and hungry pussy. She gasped when his fingers parted her lips and his hot tongue lapped at her swollen and slick clitoris. Marie’s legs quivered and felt like jello beneath her and she was happy they were in such a tight confined place. Marie couldn’t believe just how good he was at this or maybe she was just that horny that anyone right now would have been great. His hands cupped her ass pulling her hips towards his mouth as if to devour her and that was sounded better and better at the moment.

Marie closed her eyes moaning out with ever tongue lashing against her hole as her body begged for more. “More.” She moaned grabbing onto the walls to help keep her in place. Marie wanted to have more of Rafael she wanted to do more she wanted to make him moan making him beg for her.
 
Rafael's lips curved into a smile as he lapped at her body, tasting her neediness in the way her sweet sex moistened for him. He slid his hands around her ass and reached up to fondle her sex from behind, even as his tongue teased her clit from the front. He slid his thumbs along her slit and got his thumbs slick with her juices, before pressing one into her warm slot all the way up to his hand. He groaned with approval at her tight sheath and began to work his thumb in and out of her body, slowly finger-fucking her and getting her ready to feel his cock once he decided that she might be able to handle fucking him.

"How much more do you want, Marie?" He slid his tongue off her clit and then kissed her thigh, ignoring the loud buzzing of the locusts outside the confessional. He nipped at her thigh and then followed it with a swipe of his tongue. His cock was straining against his pants, and he reached down and released his belt and the zipper, allowing his hard, long flesh to spring free. He guided Marie's body down to his cock, his thumb sliding out of her hole and along her slit, working to guide her closer and closer to him. "All you have to do, Marie, if you want to fuck me, is just to slide me into you." His voice was warm and seductive and his hands slid over her legs and ass, even as the large glans of his cock nudged against her opening.
 
Marie couldn’t believe what she was getting herself into it felt so wrong and yet so good how could she pass it up, she was after all human. Marie saw the curve of Rafael’s lips she then knew that he was more than happy to sin along with her which made it all the more easy for her to just let what was going to happen, happen. Marie moaned out as his hand reached behind her rubbing against her sex and his tongue teased her clit. It was amazing how good he was at this for being a priest. Marie gasped in pleasure as his thumb slipped inside her, her hands grabbing onto the walls as pleasure seemed to consume her body. Marie wanted to feel Rafael inside her she wanted his cock to fill her pussy.

Marie looked at Rafael when he asked her how much more she wanted. Marie stared at him she wanted it all she wanted him to do her in the worst way. She wanted all of him! Marie shivered as his tongue slid from her clit and his lips pressed lightly against her inner thigh. Goodness was he could her mind was clouded from the pleasure and really who could blame her. “Please no more teasing.” She begged out of breath and panting like a cat in heat.

Marie looked down at Rafael as he released himself from his pants and her eyes continued staring at his cock as it finally found its way free of his pants. Marie licked her lips eager to have his dick deep inside her ready pussy. Marie’s body was easily pulled down onto his lap guiding it to his ready and waiting shaft. His thumb slipped out of her moist pussy helping her move closer and closer to him as if guiding her to the right spot. Marie looked at Rafael as he told her all she had to do and before he said the rest she dropped her hips down and forced his cock inside her with a quick moan of pleasure he was deep inside her pussy. She leaned into him wrapping her arms around his neck leaning in so her face was close to his as she picked up and dropped her hips letting his cock move in and out of her at a quick pace. Her soft moans of pleasure filling his ear as she continued moving at her own pace.
 
"Oh....yesss, Marie..." Rafael's eyes half-lidded as she slid her warm, willing pussy over the thick shaft of his cock. He groaned as she began to fuck him, sliding herself over his long, hard cock like a starving cockslut. "That's perfect," he whispered into her ears, "use me like your fuck toy, Marie... you naughty girl, fucking a priest in the confessional... what would Daddy say if he caught you? Hm?" He smiled and put his strong hands on her hips, urging her to slam herself on his rod harder and faster.

He thrust up with each of her slams, loving the way the smacking sound of her wet pussy on his hips echoed in the small room. It almost drowned out the sound of the locusts. All they needed had been one place that was private, and an excuse to touch each other. He smiled as he felt his orgasm building, and he wrapped his hands around the top of her thighs and slid his thumb down over her clit, swiping it as they humped, and with with his mouth he began to flick and tease her nipples as they came into reach. He was enjoying the way her breasts bounced in his face as she gave herself over to the pure lust of what they were doing.
 
Marie looked at Rafael with a grin as he groaned out in pleasure. His hips picked up and helped himself inside her fucking her with his long harsh cock as it sheathed itself inside her. She couldn’t help but moan out in pleasure it felt so good having him feel her cock starved pussy. He whispered into her ear and she shivered in excitement. He may not have known that was probably her biggest turn on but he defiantly knew how to use it. His words made her body light on fire and her pussy clamp down around his shaft hugging it tightly. Her mind spun at the thought of what her father would say if he caught her doing such a dirty act and it being with a priest just made the act even dirtier.

Rafael’s hands gripped at her hips and he slammed her down on his hard rod with force she couldn’t get by herself and a speed much faster than she thought of doing. “Oh god yes!” she moaned out at the force and speed they were getting at. The sounds of her wet pussy slapping against him were loud and seemed to block out all the noise of the locust that buzzed outside the confessional. Marie knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold back from cumming for too long. She gasped in pleasure as his mouth latched on her nipples as they came into reach of him.
 
She seemed to get wetter the harsher their sex got, so Raphael gave into it and began to fuck her harder, slamming her down, over and over on his cock, impaling her with every quivering, lustful stroke. "Tell me your sins, Marie. Confess to me... don't you want to let all of your evil deeds out into the light?"

He smiled at her and moved one hand from her hip to her breasts, playing with them as they bounced in front of her, twisting them in his fingers, and then stroking over them as his cock seemed to twitch and flicker inside of her pussy. She sounded so wet and sloppy... so very nasty and dirty... that thoughts of bad porn shows came to mind. Ah... but there was no porn show that was better than a real-life encounter like this, was there?

"Ah.... I'm going to cum in you..." he warned, "don't be surprised, Maria, if it's not what you expected." Both hands had moved to her nipples now, simultaneously tormenting and pleasuring them as his cock seemed to throb inside of her. He continued to buck up into her hard, his stamina and drive for her hot sex increasing as they went on. "But first... I want you to cum all over my cock. I want you to let yourself go and cum on me, you sweet slut... temptress.... sweet Marie..." His fingers flicked across her nipples and then twisted them enough to send shivers into her loins. "Because when you cum for me, I can look in your eyes and see your soul, and I've longed to see what your soul looks like, Marie."
 
Marie kept her arms on Rafael’s shoulders as he helped satisfy her wet pussy with his large cock. Marie looked at Rafael as he told her to confess to her she found it slightly odd that he would say some of those things but then again fucking a priest was a big sin or at least on his part it was a sin. Marie watched him moving her arms slightly as his hand moved from her hips to her breast playing with them as she bounced up and down on his shaft.

His fingers worked her breasts for a few minutes and then began to do their magic on her nipples pulling and twisting them between his fingers making her moan sharply. She could feel every inch of his cock inside her even when it twitched inside her making her back arch. The sounds she was making filled with the noise of her pussy and his cock meeting together was loud making the room smell a great deal of sex. It was amazing how great this felt it had to be a sin to feel something this good.

Marie looked at Rafael as he told her he was going to cum inside her and thank the heavens for the birth control pill she’d been on other wise she’d have to make him pull out. “No what I expected?” she asked between moans gripping his shoulders tight she didn’t understand why it wouldn’t be what she expected it to be.

Both of Marie’s nipples were being teased and tormented by his hands as she continued to ride his cock at a quick pass her mouth open and panting as she wanted so badly to cum. Marie looked at Rafael when he called her a slut and a temptress and really she was acting like both so it didn’t seem to bother her that he called her one. “You can’t see souls through eyes… Can you?” She asked knowing she was really close and didn’t want him seeing her soul it was just to creepy.
 
He took her hands in his and guided them behind her back, pulling her down with each thrust. Rafael had locked her hands behind her back, effectively pinning behind her as he fucked her harder. His cock seemed to writhe inside of her, filling her and teasing her at once, and though his hands were locking hers in place, it seemed like he was still teasing her clit with his fingertips.

Rafael smiled at the lovely woman riding his manhood. "What do you know of what I can or cannot do?" His lips parted as he gasped his passion. His testicles tightened beneath Marie's bouncing ass, then began to spurt hot, tingly cum into her body. Again and again he came, the cream running over his shaft and giving her a buzz, like being injected with high grade cocaine. AT the moment of his orgasm Rafael's eyes went dark, and he watched her, holding her gaze until she came as well.
 
Marie let him guide her hands behind her back she was too busy enjoying the thrusts of his cock inside her. His hands seemed to hold her locked in place behind her back and if she tried it’d be almost impossible to free them. Marie didn’t care at this moment she was too busy enjoying herself to try and free herself let alone think about anything other than the pleasure she was being consumed by. No Marie repeated to herself she wasn’t going to cum not until after he did way, way after he did, but it was getting extremely difficult to hold in the orgasm that was beating of her inner walls trying to free itself.

Even though his hands held her it felt as if his fingers were still playing with her sensitive clit teasing her and making her moan for him. Her eyes fixed themselves on his as he asked her what she knew of what he could or couldn’t do. Marie moaned loudly as she felt something hot thick and wet shot up inside her feeling her cunt up and covering his cock in it. He’d actually cam in her and it felt great it was like a high she couldn’t get herself down from. Marie’s eyes widened in surprise as his eyes went dark and he held her gaze. “Let me go!” she tried shouting her body on edge she knew this was bad things like this were bad. He was bringing her so close to orgasm she couldn’t stop herself and like that she felt her body tense and her pussy quiver in release as her orgasm hit her like a brick wall making her moan loudly.
 
"Ah yes... cum for me, Maria." He smiled at her as his hands tightened on her wrists and his cock thrust harder into her pussy, filling her with more tingling jism as he felt her sweet walls clench around his hard shaft. Her body twitched like a beautiful bird, caught in a fence and twitching out it's final breaths of life, but Rafael knew that she was feeling far, far from death. This was probably the most 'alive' she had felt in a long time, and the shock of fucking a holy man, in a holy place, and finding out that he was neither a 'man' or 'holy' had to add a splash of spice to her sex.

Rafael clamped his mouth over her nipple and sucked on in it, flicking his tongue over her flat peak and sending little shots of lighting to her loins. He loved this... seeing someone at their most vulnerable... their most open. Maria was a strong woman, which made this conquest so much sweeter. He rather liked her... and he intended to spend a lot of time bringing out her wild side, until he could bring her to orgasm just by looking at her the right way, or whispering certain words into her ear.
 
Marie looked at him in horror it was unbelievable this thing had tricked her and she was fucking him. He wasn’t a priest or a man and yet he was making her feel so good. Marie couldn’t believe how sweet this felt how his jism seemed to make her walls quiver with joy and her body tingle with need. Her body twitched as she felt like she was going to die and yet somehow she had never felt so alive and so good!
Marie moaned loudly as his mouth clamped around her nipple sucking and flicking her warm wet tongue against her peaks making her toes curl in pleasure. Her body felt like he sent little shocks of lightning from her nipple down to her sex making her pussy clamp tightly to his cock trying it’s best to once again be covered in his cum.

Marie stared at him for a few minutes she wasn’t sure what he was but if she ever got free she’d have no choice but to kill him. “W-w-what….” She moaned her eyes rolling into the back of her head in pleasure she couldn’t help herself her body wasn’t listening to her now it was rolling with the pleasure he was giving her. Marie wanted to know what he was so when she was free she could have a chance of killing him.
 
The orgasm washed over Rafael, grounding him and sealing him to Marie. He groaned in pleasurable release and kissed her neck, then her lips, passionately owning her for that single moment, his hands pulling her close to his body and pinning her to himself. His eyes returned to their human self; he peppered her neck and shoulders with kisses once the crescendo of the orgasm subsided, and then his eyes locked on hers.

His lips curved into a soft smile. "If you kill me, you will forever long for that again... and like an addict you will never find it. You'll spend your life obsessed with feeling that rush again." His eyes softened. "We're searching for the same thing, Marie. Let's find it together."
 
Marie had never felt anything as amazing as the orgasm Rafael seemed to get her. Marie closed her eyes tightly when she felt his lips brush across her neck trying to fight back the moans of pleasure from his lips. God Rafael was something else something she didn’t know of yet and then again something she wanted to learn more about. Rafael’s lips crashed against hers in a kiss of passion as if he were trying to take ownership of her, and for a moment he owned her as she almost kissed him back.

Marie felt Rafael’s hands run up her back sending sweet shivers of pleasure up her spin. He pulled her into him pinning her against his body. His lips parted from hers and her mouth opened panting as if trying to catch air he had sucked from her body. She watched as his eyes turned back to their hazel almost green color. God he was handsome. His lips left small little tingling fires against her skin after they left her body.

Marie’s eyes locked upon Rafael’s face as his lips slowly curved up on the ends into a soft smile and then he spoke. It was almost as if she were in a dream the way he talked and then there was her body that felt as if it were floating on a cloud. Her eyes roamed over his face as if searching for if he was lying to her and she knew he wasn’t and she didn’t want to be addicted to him. “And what exactly are we searching for Rafael?” she asked in a dreamy state.
 
He began to stroke her back, his hands covering her slim form with each pass. "Well... what we're hunting is-"

Suddenly the swarming stopped and the locusts vacated the cathedral. Rafael's nostrils flared briefly, his pupils constricting in warning. "Quick, get dressed." He practically shoved Marie off his lap and stood, refastening his clothing as he peered through the screened peephole in the door. "He's here."

The windows on the walls of the lovely building imploded with an ear-bursting sonic boom, and then the lights went out completely even though it was the middle of the day. A few, heart-pounding seconds later the light came back on, as if someone had blocked out the sunlight and now they let it shine back through. Rafael glanced over at Maria and whispered "We hunt a rogue angel, Marie. Very, very bad..."
 
A sweet shiver ran down Marie’s spin as Rafael’s fingers stroked her back lightly. Marie’s held her breath waiting for her answer when she noticed it had gotten very quiet outside of the confessional. The swarming of the locusts had stopped and seemed to vacate the cathedral as if something worse had made its way into the cathedral. Marie looked up into Rafael’s eyes as his pupils constricted almost turning invisible but quickly returned to their natural form.

Something was up and she didn’t need Rafael to tell her to get dressed she was grabbing her clothing on the ground pulling her panties up over her legs as he shoved her off his lap. Marie almost feel on the floor not expecting him to push her. She glared up at him as he hadn’t really had his clothing off like most men they keep their clothing on and undressed the females. She mumbled something under her breath softly as she yanked her pants up standing up. She looked at the door that separated them from the outside world as she stood there without anything covering her upper half.

Marie covered her ears as she heard a sonic boom enter the place and made her flinch in surprise. This wasn’t something she expected as the light from outside seemed to disappear as if something was blocking the son. It seemed like hours before the light come back to her eyes but it was probably more like seconds. Her hand reached down searching for her bra and shirt as she stared at the door. “So this is cause of a fucking Angel?” she huffed “Why is it always angels?” she mumbled to herself as she grabbed her shirt not finding her bra she slid her shirt on. “So let’s deal with the psycho angel.” She said looking over at Rafael.

She paused for a second “Are you an angel too?” she asked eyeing him.
 
He almost laughed. Almost. But laughing was loud, and though he was quite sure the rogue knew they were in the church, she didn't know where I the church they were. Not yet, anyhow. So Rafael shook his head and smirked at the lovely lady, letting his eyes drink in the delicious sight of her bare breasts as she stood, partially clothed.

The sound of several sets of footprints landing on the tile floor echoed in the large cathedral. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." sang a clear female voice. "Mama wants to play."

A few male voices chuckled.

"Those two little dogs at the door were really not much of a challenge," She continued. Them she made the sound of inhaling and sighing. "Hmm... You have a hunter in here? That's more like it. Are you going to keep me waiting?"
 
Marie looked at Rafael as she pulled her shirt down over her head letting her fingers trail down her body along with her shirt. “You know I really am starting to hate fucking angels.” She grumbled as she brushed her hair with her fingers and then froze in her stop when she heard a female voice teasing them to come out. “A fucking female?” she asked eyeing Rafael “Why are the rouges always female.” She whined softly.

Marie looked over to the door when she heard the male voices chuckling in amusement of the taunting way the female spoke. “She’s really not that funny.” Marie said softly to herself.

“Are we waiting for an invitation?” Marie asked Rafael almost teasing him. Marie’s head whipped around when she heard the female mention a hunter. “What do we hunters have a smell or something?” she asked smelling her shirt “So what now Rafael we go out and fight or ignore her and make her mad?” Marie smiled softly she wanted to know his plan cause she didn’t want to step on his toes.
 
Rafael didn't look eager to go out and confront the angels in the cathedral. "Angels never fight fair," he whispered. "And yes... hunters do put off a certain 'energy'. We can usually feel you when you're not paying attention. It's when you're actively hunting that you're more invisible to the hunted." His grey-green eyes narrowed. "Are you so eager to die?"

The people outside were moving, and the priest knew that they only had a small amount of time. Once he saw that Marie was fully dressed, he nodded and opened the confessional door to step out. He used the flats of his palms to straighten out his shirt and then adjusted his collar, ensuring that it was centered on his throat.

"Ah... Luna Lily... what an unexpected surprise to find you so far away from Heaven's teat."

The woman that they were facing was a beauty, but in a deadly way. She had the look of a self-absorbed psychopath; a woman interested in only what she wanted, with no cares for anyone or anything else. She was slim with exaggerated features and long dark hair. Her eyes were a blue grey that would have been gorgeous had they not been so cold and hateful, and her lips... had they not been attached to such a cruel expression, her lips would have been the kind any man would have wanted wrapped around the base of his cock.

But not Rafael. He knew that beyond those lips were the teeth of a shark, and the heart of a viper. Luna Lily, or 'crazy woman', in Raf's mind, was not someone to be trifled with or trusted.

Next to her were three huge, military-looking men. They were almost brute-squadish in their appearance, sloping foreheads and jutting jaws included. They smirked at the sight of lovely Marie behind the priest, their minds mingling with ideas of how they could 'torment' her once they took care of Rafael.
 
Marie looked at Rafael as he talked about how angels never fight fair and he was right they never did they were worse than demons. Marie blinked in disbelief at the fact that others could tell she was there if she wasn’t actually hunting. Marie flinched when he asked if she was eager to die, and Marie shook her head no she didn’t want to die.

Marie was fully dressed minus the bra she had lost somewhere in the confessional which she figured she’d look for after she was doing handling this damn angel. Marie’s eyes watched Rafael as he straightened himself out making sure he looked presentable and probably so he didn’t look like they had just did the deed in a church.

Marie watched as Rafael’s hand pressed the confessional door open and he stepped out before her and she followed out behind him. Marie looked at Rafael as he spoke to her as if he knew who she was and had meet her many times. “Wait you know her?” she whispered looking over at the women. She was a beauty she couldn’t deny it but the beauty was hiding something dangerous. Marie’s eyes roamed over Luna Lily’s body and she sighed, why are all the psycho bitches so hot?

Marie looked at Rafael as her eyes darted over to the three large military-like men that Luna had seemed to bring with her. They were large in size both in height and build they looked like they could bench press five of her. Marie felt a shiver run down her back as they smirked at her. Marie didn’t like the smirks on their face it typically meant something bad when men smirked like that.

“What’s the angel want?” Marie asked Rafael “She hear to kill you cause they sure look hungry for something none male.” She motioned to her thugs “And I’m not a treat so if you die I’ll be pissed.” She growled at Rafael.
 
Lily smiled, revealing a row of perfect, large teeth beyond her lips. "Oh Ra-fa-el... you were always so quaint." Her eyes flicked over to Marie and her expression changed. "What is this? Playing with the mortals now? So sad... and to think that Crowley put you in charge of so much..."

Rafael gave Marie a look of concern. "Yes, we know each other," he answered her. "As for what she wants-"

"What I want, Rafael, is an answer. Are your people going to bow down, as they rightly should? Or do I need to go on a demoncidal spree?"

"No one is bowing down to you. You're a traitor; no one wants to follow a traitor."

"I'm a revolutionary! When Lucifer did it you had no qualms about following him out of heaven!"

"He was honest about leaving! You're trying to take over heaven and take God's place!"

"There is no God!"

Rafael had taken a half step back, towards Marie. The thugs were eying her like a grilled steak, and he wanted to be between her and the men who were undoubtedly thinking about raping and killing her. Not necessarily in that order.

The leader of the group narrowed her eyes, glaring at Marie and the man in front of her. "Forget it. You're without hope, Rafael." She motioned to her thugs to go forward. "Kill them both."
 
Marie watched Lily closely sure she was beautiful but there was something off about her that caught Marie’s attention what it was she couldn’t tell. Marie flinched as Lilly’s eyes caught site of her and then her expression seemed to change. Marie wondered what made this women thing that Rafael was playing with her and it wasn’t the other way round? Marie was just as much playing him as he was her after all.

“So you know the psycho angel…” she muttered and then looked up at Lilly as she spoke almost as if taunting Rafael. What kind of answer was this Lilly looking for? And was Rafael really that stupid to bow down to her? Nope!

Marie’s eyes looked over at Rafael wondering who exactly Rafael was and if he actually followed Lucifer out of heaven as one of his followers. Marie smiled when she heard Lilly say there was no god the Winchester brothers had said that before which made her shiver.

Marie saw Rafael move taking a step back putting himself between her and the enemy. “If I can get to my car I have some things the Winchesters gave me to defeat the bitch.” She whispered “If I can get close enough to her.”

Marie looked at Lilly and smiled as she looked at Rafael “I think she’d jealous she couldn’t jump on you and ride you like I did.” She grinned teasing Lilly as Marie’s hand touched Rafael’s shoulder and she whispered “I hope you’re fast.” She whispered “Meet me at my car.” She added and ran for it.
 
Rafael nodded minutely. If he could buy her some time she thought that she could defeat Lily... that was enough for him. "Go!" he pushed her towards the church door as the rogue angel and her brutes charged him. The five of them clashed in a burst of light and power, screams that sounded like sirens shot across the large sanctuary.

One of the brutes went up in brilliant blue light as Rafael's narrow, silver blade pierced his heart. The vessel he was using fell to the ground in a graceless 'thump'! Another of the two remaining bodyguards began to engage Raf; it seemed like they were an even match... but then Lily raised her hand and Rafael flew backwards with a quick, powerful force that sent him slamming into the wall behind him. The blow knocked him out and he slid to the ground, unconscious.

Lily laughed. She strode forward, flipping a long, silver blade in her fingers like a coin dancing in the fingers of a magician. "You thought you could stand before me, Rafael? You thought you could stop the next god? Stupid, insolent fool!" She waved at her two guards. "Tie him up. Ward him. He deserves more than a quick death. Much, much more."
 
Marie nodded back at him letting him know she’d be back to help him all she needed what was hidden in her car. She loved the fact that she knew both the Winchester brothers and personally know Dean. When he told her to go she took off like a bat out of hell toward the chapel doors that he pushed her towards. She knew he could handle the brutes but did she think he could handle all of them and Lilly?

Marie kicked the doors open outside and shielded her eyes for the split second from the light and then ran to her car. She looked behind her for a few seconds as she jumped and slide across the hood of the car and climbed in the window and opened a small secret box that was hidden under the passenger seat and pulled out a small flask that was old looking and silver. “Gotcha!” she grinned widely as she kissed it. She pulled out an Archangel blade that she stole many years ago when she meet Lucifer. She tucked it in her pants and pulled out a gun and looked at the bullets that were inside it and grinned they were angel blade bullets she melted down an angel blade and made into bullets. She pushed that into her pants and hide the flask between her breasts that was the last resort knowing she didn’t have much of it and she didn’t want to have to go back all the way to Jerusalem. She also knew a way to exercise an angel if she was using a vessel.

She climbed out of the car and made her way out of the car and then kicked the doors to the chapel open wide. “Don’t think you’ll be able to kill him if your dead bitch!” she swung the arch angel blade which belonged to Lucifer and being an arch angel blade made it very strong.
 
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