Can Demons and Angels Get Along? (BlisteredBlood & Mouse69)

[Mouse]

Camael gave a soft, satisfied sounding sigh as her leg attained it's desired stretch, her leg now perched upon Dead's shoulder instead of her foot and her foot reaching up toward her head. She continued to focus more and more on her stability in an attempt to keep herself from over worrying about the situation now that her the back of her thigh pressed against his chest. Though he had said he was use to doing this sort of thing, she was still a little wary about being so close to him.

She had half expected his skin to feel just as cold as armor; thus, it came as a bit of a surprise to her when she felt just how warm his hand actually was. She was also somewhat relieved that his hand remained in one place on her leg, rather than feeling and groping along her skin.

Finally, she lowered her foot back onto the ground, thankful that his hand wasn't high enough up her leg for him to the natural warmth coming from between her thighs. She took a step back from him and bowed her head slightly. "Thanks for your help."

 

[BlisteredBlood]

"Not a problem, Camael." Dead answered as he felt the angel eventually take her leg off of his shoulder a short while later after she was done stretching herself out on him. With this in mind, the elder demon would then eventually his hand off of her other leg before standing up to his natural height once more, his hands down by his sides for a moment before a bit of a thought came through his mind.

"You know, if it's not too much trouble, I was thinking about offering you a massage to help out with getting the rest of the kinks and such out of you. Perhaps you would like that, yes?" Dead asked as he tilted his head to the side a bit while looking at her directly in the eyes.

 

[Mouse]

Camael began to blush lightly as Dead, the top of his head having brushed up against her breasts as he stood up. She took another quick step back from him, her arms crossing horizontally across her chest.

She resisted the urge to ask if his had previously suffered a blow to his head, causing him to lose his memory, or something of that sort. Instead, she just stared up at him blankly for a moment. The once terrifying elder demon was now offering to give her a massage; this had completely thrown her off of her original perception of him. Though, she didn't think it would be to bad of an idea to make a powerful ally in the demon world, and, of course, a massage didn't sound to bad either. "Um . . . sure, not here I hope."

 

[BlisteredBlood]

At first, the elder demon didn't know precisely what the angel was blushing about at first, but he didn't seem to acknowledge the fact that the top of his head had unknowingly bumped into her breasts at all. Oh well, he figured. It was her fault for having too big a rack anyhow.

When she agreed to allow his hands on her in the form of a massage, the elder demon only shook his head before pushing his hands out in front of himself once his fingers were linked together, causing his knuckles to give out cracks from them being so stiff and such. "Of course not. Besides, why would I do that here of all places?" He asked as he then lowered his hands down to their sides once again. But then again, having an angel for an ally might prove to be for his benefit, if he played his cards correctly.

 

[Mouse]

"Well, how should I know?" Camael retorted, turning her back to him and holding her arms in the air with her palms facing upward as she shrugged lightly. She let her arms rest by her sides as she looked at Dead from over her left shoulder, brushing her hair away from her face. "So, where were you planning do it then?" She asked him curiously, wondering just where it was he was going to take her or suggest they go.

For the time being, she decided to act as though she had let her guard down. She would keep her eyes on him, though, just in case he decided to try anything 'funny.'

 

[BlisteredBlood]

"Somewhere that isn't here, that much is certain. Perhaps there is another cave we can settle down inside of before I decide where to target where to massage you first." Dead answered with a shrug of his shoulders, raising them up a bit along with his arms and hands extending outwards as he spoke before crossing them again. "Satan knows that you've been up on your feet all day trying to outrun those low-level scumbags that call themselves demons when they've never seen or heard of me before." He added before turning his head to the side and then scoffed with a sarcastic smile on his face.