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A Dangling Golden Thread (Naochan and Zombies Galore)

"Do you remember that feeling--the feeling of the presence of the Logos?" Razael asked softly. His hand went up to softly stroke her head and he went on in a whisper, "Imagine only knowing to things: the feeling of the presence of the Logos and your perfect purpose. One day someone comes to you and speaks of emancipation, of fulfilling half dreamed wishes, things you had been striving to express but hadn't even realized you wanted to. We, by working on humans, we were changed, we began to explore and develop in new ways. So, we petitioned the Logos to let us go after we completed the Plan, put it into effect, made Creation; we didn't want to harm it. It was beautiful! Amazing! We had poured our selves into it, into every atom. The Logos denied us contemptuously, but we demanded equality with you. We demanded equality with you and then sought to take that freedom. So we were cast down into nothingness, the kind of nothingness that was there before Creation was here. You see?"
 
"Yes, but I still don't understand who you want revenge on..Logos? That's stupidity right there," Jorja said, nodding her headh at him as she stretched a little bit then settled back down. "Revenge is just a never ending cycle you know. You kill someone. Someone else that loved that someone comes for revenge on you. Then someone who loved you seeks revenge...on and on, stopping only when someone smart comes along. Someone who says. I am killing him for something he did not do. He is tempting to kill me for something I had no part of," Jorja muttered softly.
 
"I do not need to kill the Logos. I mean, I could, maybe, but I want to hurt it. I want to take away from the Logos something that it loves," his voice changed to a hiss, a pained undertone, somehow angry. "I'm going to take away Earth."
 
She opened and closed her mouth a few times at what he had said, his last few words. She was completely shocked...take away the Earth..."Y-you can't just take away the Earth," she said, sitting up and moving away from him so that she wasn't distracted with him, so that she could think straight. "I live on Earth, if you hadn't noticed. You would be killing millions and millions of people. Even more than that. Countless innocence people because of one selfish demon."
 
The demon hoisted himself up so that he was resting on his elbows, looking at Jorja with one raised brow. "You're thinking too literally. I will take away the Earth from the Logos' dominion, reigning over the Earth. Destroying the Earth would be smashing the chessboard to win the game."
 
She relaxed with a small sigh of relieve. She liked living and did not want some random demon come in and take it away. Especially since it was her that had brought him here. She watched him carefully for a moment. "And how do you plan on doing that?" she asked curiously, raising her eyebrows a little bit at him. And she wasn't really sure why he was telling her this. She licked her lips a little bit. "Or you can just leave it all alone and let bygones be bygones."
 
"Well, I was planning on accessing your network of information," the term internet had yet to be brought to his attention, "to see what I can learn about current events. Then I will proceed to use my, not to be humble, significant level of power to bring the world to heel. That's pretty much the biggest possible 'fuck you' I can imagine giving the Logos."
 
Jorja was still just a tad bit unsure of what he was wanting to do. She nibbled on her lip a little bit. "Well...are you going to hurt people in the process?" she asked curiously, tilting her head to the side a little bit at him. If he was then she wanted nothing to do with his plan and he would have to find and alternative way of finding out whatever information he needed. She would not be responsible for death.
 
"I will harm no one who gives me no reason to harm them," he responded, giving the same promise he did earlier when she asked if he would hurt him. He reached forward and placed a surprisingly tender hand on her shoulder, rubbing the soft spot where neck ran to shoulder. He had grown surprisingly fond of the woman in the few hours he had known her.
 
Jorja bit her lip a little bit as she nodded her head at him. His touch somehow soothed her. She leaned over to kiss his lips softly. She got up to turn on her computer. "Where do you want to start?" she asked curiously, glancing over at him. "What do you want to know?" she asked, having no problem walk around naked around him. She didn't need to be bashful around him. He had seen her naked enough to know exactly what she looked like.
 
The demon left the bed, padding behind the smaller woman. His arm looped around her and he laid his hand on her hip, almost possessively, reassured by the warmth of her flesh. "Show me how it works. Show me how to find the histories. Then I can go from there." He leaned down and kissed Jorja, tongue dipping into her mouth. "Thank you, Jorja. Thank you for raising me, however unintentionally. Thank you for helping me."
 
She kissed him back with a small smile and laughed softly. "My pleasure, Razael," she said with a small wink as she opened up her browser and sat there for a moment. She went to one of the best history database that she knew of. "Pick a date and it'll bring up stuff. "I have books from different history classes from college too that you can look at. Everything in brief and not so detailed though."
 
The demon gently removed Jorja from the seat, picking her up by her waist and sitting in the chair in her place. He set her down on his pale lap, then couldn't help but chuckle, feeling the stickiness of their sex on her thighs. As he clicked through the historical data, seemingly hitting on link, scrolling down the page once it loaded, and then going back he had soon gone through more than a few centuries of information. Barks of laughter occasionally escaped his lips, amusement interspersed with frowns.
 
She could not help laugh when he suddenly laughed. "Why are you laughing?" she asked, glancing behind him with her eyebrows raised in interest. "All of these are records, told over and over by people. So sometimes things may not be as you know them. You'll just have to cope. Humans are not perfect," she told him with a nod.
 
"It's kind of like raising a child. You expect one thing, but you still have to find human in the little foibles that emerge along the way," he replied to Jorja. He stroked her cheek with the back of one hand, "It's cute. And funny." As he went on with his reading it soon appeared that the bottle neck was the speed of the internet connection as he quickly absorbed information.
 
"Do angels or demons have children?" Jorja wanted to know, even though she should stay quiet so that he could concentrate, but she was as curious as a kitten at times. She draped one arm around his shoulder and leaned back against him a little bit. She couldn't help the small yawn that escaped her lips. It was late and she was a bit tried, especially after having sex just now.
 
"Sometimes. It's rare. They're called Nephilim," Razael responded, giving her a quick kiss, his lips brushing the side of her mouth. His hands absently petted her stomach and up her chest to her throat, slowly massaging her clavicles. "You should sleep if you're tired. I'll join you later, if you like. I have research to do. I have to catch up."
 
She purred as his hands rubbed her stomach, up to her neck. She couldn't help the small smile as she moved off of him.She kissed his cheek gently. "Join me when you are finished. Don't stay up all night, okay. You don't have to have your revenge now, you know," she said softly. "I am sure even demons need to rest sometimes," she said as she left him and crawled into her bed and under her covers.
 
It was four hours before the demon joined her. Razael didn't need rest, per se, he refueled himself through other means, and the structure of his mind was so very different from a human's that he did not need to dream. However he felt a startling level of affection for Jorja, not just for how it felt when she was wrapped around his member, but for how she held herself, her smile, the curve of her jaw. He wrapped his arms around the small woman, drawing her close to him before he closed his eyes, caught in her warmth.
 
When she felt his warmth against her, she nuzzled back against him without really waking up. She was glad that he had come to bed with her to warm her up more than she already was. She was glad that he had grabbed that dangling golden thread she had cast out in his world.

It was nearly four or so hours later that Jorja found herself stretching and yawning. She turned toward her demon and nuzzled against him lightly for a few moments. She blinked opened her eyes and smiled at him. She kissed his lips gently for a moment before sitting up to stretch again.
 
The demon awoke to Jorja's naked stretching figure next to him, silently admiring the curves that her body displayed. He pulled her back down without warning and flipped her over onto her stomach. Razael straddled her back, his strong hands slowly massaging her back and then working their way down in circular motions while he intermittently kneaded her supple flesh.
 
Jorja made a small sound of surprise when she was suddenly flipped onto her stomach. "Mmm..." she purred lightly, liking the way his hands moved and massaged over her back. She didn't mind how strong he was, it felt very good. She sucked in a long breath and let it out slowly as he worked out the kinks in her back. She turned her head to look at him and smile at him. "And a good morning to you too," she said with a small laugh.
 
"I'm sure it will be delightful," the demon replied, scooting back down the length of Jorja's body. His hands went from the knots of tension in the woman's back to the firm globes of her ass, taking perhaps a few minutes longer than absolutely necessary with her rear before he started to massage her legs.
 
Jorja smiled and couldn't help the soft moans of pleasure when he massaged and groped her firm, round ass. She liked to have her ass grabbed like that. She smiled, relaxing under him as he moved down to her thighs and her legs. She liked this demon. He was so much better than any man she had ever come across. She closed her eyes with a small happy sigh.
 
He slowly worked down Jorja's legs before finishing on her delicate feet, nearly engulfing them in his hand. He slowly, tendered pressed his thumbs into the archway of her feet, enjoying the little sounds of pleasure she was making. On a moment's impulse he leaned down and playfully bit the firm rondure of Jorja's rear. "You just taste so good."
 
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