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A Dangling Golden Thread (Naochan and Zombies Galore)

She shivered as his hands moved up her side and grasped her breast. She moaned softly into the kiss, her hands running down his chest slowly, tracing the outline of her muscles until he reached his dick. She cupped him in her hands and started to stroke him nice and hard for her. She then let go of him and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down her slender legs. She kicked them to the floor. She then trailed her hands up his back and touched his wings lightly.
 
Razael's mouth hungrily sought Jorja's, moaning lightly into her mouth as she touched his wings. The flesh of his wings was soft and sensitive, a thin membrane that was highly sensitive, a touch that sent his cock twitching against her stomach. He wrestled Jorja's shirt off of her, lightly growling his irritation as he threw it across the room. His lips fell upon her ear, swirling his tongue in that soft shell, nibbling on her earlobe as his hands rubbed around her nipples, stroked her full breasts.
 
She gasped out as he licked her ears. That was one of her major turn on spots. It made her instantly wet. She continued running her fingers over his wings lightly. She licked the reaction she seemed to get from him. She arched her back a little bit as he groped her breasts, moaning into his ear lightly. "I want you, Razael," she whispered into his ear, rubbing her stomach against his cock lightly.
 
The demon's hips twisted, thick ten inch member sliding back and forth over the smooth flesh of her stomach. His fingers slipped behind her back, undoing Jorja's bra before he all but tore it off of her, sighing as she rubbed his wings. Those hands were once again playing with her breasts, tongue swirling again in the soft shell of her ear, warm breath playing against it as he asked, "Where do you want me?"
 
"Deep inside of my warm wetness," she whispered back when he asked. She reached down to take off her panties and toss them away. She spread her legs and lifted them a little bit for him. She moaned for him still as her hands went back to touch his wings, stroke them with her fingertips. She marveled at the way they felt, something she had never felt before. It amazed her and some part of her, it turned her on a little bit.
 
Razael reached down to Jorja's firm ass and pushed her up, lifting his hips and taking his member in hand. He let the tip of his cock's head run over the woman's slit, bumping against the hard nub of her clit before dipping into the warm, moist, inviting hole of her snatch. The demon eased into her, his wings suddenly snapping to full when he entered her. His arms reached underneath her's and gripped her shoulders, pulling her down onto her member as he thrust into her. A small moan escaped from his pale lips before his teeth found her lower lip and nibbled, drawing it out between his teeth.
 
She hissed in pleasure as he entered her, arching her back for him. She wrapped her legs high around his waist loosely. She didn't know how strong his wings were and didn't want to accidentally tear them. So she kept her grip on them light, just running her hands over them slowly. She moaned for him, moving her lips to his neck and licked up it slowly, then nibbled on his ear.
 
The demon's wings were certainly not weak, suffused as they were with his infernal power. His thrusts picked up an increasingly rapid tempo, member twitching within her as Razael rammed himself into her. The feel of Jorja's hard nipples digging into the demon's chest was nearly as edifying as her touch along the thin membrane of his wings was ambrosia, sending jolts of pleasure to the growing furnace in his stomach. "Ooooo," he groaned as he felt Jorja's warm pink tongue exploring his ear, teeth momentarily catching onto her clavicle for a sensuous bite.
 
Now, this was certainly a lot better than the first thing. She let her nails scrap over his wings gently as she sucked his ear lobe into her mouth and flicked her tongue over it, nibbled on it with her teeth. She moaned softly into his ear with each hard thrust into her. She arched her back more, panting out. After a few more hard thrusts into her, she moaned a little louder as she came over his dick.
 
Jorja's warmth clutching over Razael's member as she came made him gasp, almost as though she wanted to draw his entirety into her, back arching at her fingernails over his wings. He slowly drew himself out of her, regretting his wings escaping from her touch, mouth trailing kisses down her body to her wet snatch, tongue dipping into the honey pot of her sex. His hand came up to play with her clit, rolling it between his thumb and index finger, tongue exploring her folds. "You taste so good," Razael nearly sounded awed, his voice mildly muffled by his proximity to her core.
 
"Ah, ah, ah," Jorja moaned as he rubbed her sensitive clit, licking her wet pussy. She bit her lip as she looked down at him, spreading her legs more. She flinched with each lick, with each rub to her sensitive pussy. After a moment, she just arched her back as he continued to tease her with his mouth and fingers. "Oh Razael, you'll make me cum again..." she whispered, panting lightly, her toes curling a little bit. "Nnn..." she clutched at the bed sheets tightly.
 
"It will be my pleasure," he responded, reveling in the sound of her moans and coos, those noises of pleasure. His lips wrapped around Jorja's clit, sucking and licking on the hard little pearl. He gently rubbed her inner and outer folds together with one finger, wings twitching with excitement as he drank her down.
 
She moaned out and this time, when she came, her cry of pleasure was louder than the first as she came in his hand. She panted as she looked down at him, licking her lips a little bit. Her clit and pussy were very sensitive now and even the slightest touch caused her to flinch and tempt to close her legs a little bit. "Razael..." she purred.
 
His soft lips planted one last kiss on her sex before he raised his head, in response to the summoner's purr. He crawled up beside Jorja, his still erect member rubbing against the woman's stomach, the warm rod pressed against her. Mouth still wet from her juices he kissed her, "Yes, Jorja?" A hand traveled down her side to the firm curve of her ass, pressing her closer to him.
 
She panted lightly as she looked up at him for a moment. Then she rolled over so that he was under her. Then she kissed her way down his chest this time until she got to his still erect member. She looked up at him for a moment before she took it into her mouth and started to swirl her tongue around the head slowly, sucking on it gently. Her hand fondled his balls lightly. Then slowly she took more of him into her mouth, sucking a little harder.
 
A pleased moan came deep from within Razael's chest as Jorja's mouth surrounded his member. Her tongue was, no pun intended, divine, his hip bucking as it wrapped around his member. "Oh, Jorja, you're so fucking sexy," he murmured, one of his big white hands combing through the woman's long blond hair, caressing the side of her head with a gentle touch. The thought that ricocheted through his head was how very lucky he was to have grasped onto that dangling golden thread.
 
She moaned softly around his dick as she took him into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft slowly, just letting him enjoy every second she sucked on his dick. Her tongue lashed out against his dick every so often. Her hand continued to massaging and gently squeezing his sac. She sucked on him for a few more moments before she removed her lips from his dick and straddled his lap. She pressed the head of his cock into her pussy before sitting fully on it, moaning out loudly. Her puss was still sensitive, but not so much. She started to ride him hard and deep.
 
Razael reached out and put his hands on Jorja's hips, guiding her hips movement as she rode him. His moans built into a cry, his hands squeezing her waist down onto his member, then he came, jolts of pleasure shooting through his spine and into his groin. "Oooooh, Jorja, ooooh, fuck, Jorja, you're so beautiful, you feel so fucking good." He kept on cumming, filling her up, until thick white slug trails marked themselves down the green eyed beauty's thighs, turgid member still tight within her. He reached up and cupped her face, smiling at her.
 
She panted as she rocked her hips, milking out his orgasm. She smiled at him, laying down on him and kissed his lips. "I'm amazing...you're a god in bed," she whispered softly, panting still. She closed her eyes and took deep calming breaths. "I've never had such pleasing sex before," she murmured, nuzzling up against him. She didn't care that he wasn't even human. And she didn't care that she hadn't gotten an imp. He was oh so much better. But she wondered how long he would stay with her. The thought made her kind of sad and she didn't know why. She barely knew him.
 
Razael could taste-feel her sadness through the pungent sound of her tired contentment, one of those ethereal senses recoiling at its sour flavor. Definitely an acquired taste. He stroked the top of her head lazily, content to bask in the after sex glow. "What is it?" He asked, fingers dropping down to describe an oval over her shapely back, its bottom in the small of her back and apex at her neck.
 
She shook her head a little bit, her fingertips dancing over his side slowly. "It's nothing," she whispered softly, kissing his neck. She should feel sad after that round of sex. No, she was just being stupid, just being a woman, letting her emotions run before reason. She should have no reason to be sad to let him go. At least not yet. Not when she had only been with him for a few hours. "It's nothing, I promise," she assured him.
 
Worry was the undertone of her sorrow, the sadness that was wrecking the carefully arranged orchestra of her desire mired in post coital bliss. Her hurried promises were a product of that sorrowful undertone. Razael lifted her face and carefully kissed her, lightly, passionately, emphatically. "What are you worried about?" His tone said he cared, his body language said he cared, his very scent all but screamed it.
 
"I'm only a human, but I am not stupid," Jorja whispered, nodding her head at him. She watched him carefully as she wrapped her arms around his back to hold him close. "I mean...I don't really have anything to offer you, not really. And I am sure, positive, you want to go explore the world when I have a job here and a life here," she shrugged her shoulders a little bit. "I freed you, yes, but you don't have to stay with me because of that. I don't want to imprison you here too, you know?" She sighed softly and looked away from him. "And it saddens me a little and it shouldn't because I've only known you for a few hours."
 
A deep laugh erupted from within Razael's cavernous form, hugging Jorja close to his body. So human! He had missed that basic free will, that mind wrapped in emotion, an island of personality wrapped in a sea of what appeared to be random chance. He landed a kiss on her forehead and another on her mouth, a sweet gentle touch. "You are my greatest resource, Jorja, my beautiful wizard. You are my greatest single asset. Haven't you figured it out yet?

"I want revenge."
 
She kissed him back and smiled at his words. Then she blinked at his last words and tilted her head to the side. "Revenge?" she asked curiously, raising an eyebrow at him. "You've been gone from Earth for two thousand years, give or take a few decades," she said, rolling her eyes a little bit. "Who in the world would you want revenge on?" Unless it was something not of this world.
 
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