lotsoflaughs: (Grumpy)

Claudia's been missing for several months, and Gabriel has turned everywhere he could think of upside-down to find her. He searched all of Earth aside from those few places warded against angels, he searched all of Hell--eliminating a ton of demons in the process--and even searched Heaven. All to no avail. It was like she no longer existed.

Then came a video with no return address. A porn video. One that involved demons, which made it... rather less than entertaining than the one he's done, given his own didn't involve anyone dying. One of those demons being an apparently possessed Claudia made it clear where the inspiration came from. The demon must have dug around in her head.

A couple of days of working on figuring out the location of the video later, he's figured out where to go. After dropping off the ferret and dog at the bed and breakfast due to not knowing how long he would be gone, he heads over there, appearing with an almost silent whisper of wings. He explores the building cautiously, keeping his power on a leash to avoid betraying his presence any more than absolutely needed.

Date: 2016-06-13 11:05 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] strippernameserendipity
strippernameserendipity: (normal)
Claudia moans, muffled by Gabriel's length in her mouth, as her body is so seemingly impossibly filled, a full-body shudder going through her. The hand in her hair keeps her head at the right angle, but she has no idea how she's going to be able to move, as her body so desperately needs. So aroused, so tight, so wet, it wouldn't take anything to push her over the edge, but that whisper isn't something she can give, no matter how much she wants to come as they fill her, as many times as they want.

Date: 2016-06-14 12:25 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] favorite_son
favorite_son: (Actual Good Mood For Once)
Both archangels and the construct start thrusting into her simultaneously, driving themselves deeply into her. They start off slow but quickly increase their speed.

Date: 2016-06-14 01:23 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] strippernameserendipity
strippernameserendipity: (normal)
They started moving, and it was all Claudia was aware of, her brain basically shutting off any part not involved with being a mewling, shuddering wreck as it seemed like every pleasure center in her body lit up like the Fourth of July.

Date: 2016-06-14 01:48 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] strippernameserendipity
strippernameserendipity: (looking over shoulder)
There wasn't anything even remotely resembling technique in what Claudia was doing, but she didn't want it to stop. If her mind could make words, she'd be pleading, begging for more, to keep going ,to fill her, to let her come as they did, until she was too full and too spent for them to keep going. Every thrust brought muffled sounds from her as they abused her sensitive spots with unrelenting force.

If a person could break from too much pleasure, this might be the start of how.

Date: 2016-06-14 02:11 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] strippernameserendipity
strippernameserendipity: (frazzled)
His words in her mind make her shudder again, a soft whine escaping. Once again Gabriel is making her wonder just what he could do to her and for her, and it's not a good thing. The way they move inside her, she almost fancies that they could meet somewhere in the middle, as she acts as merely the sheath for their cocks, something better than using one's hand to get off. And there was another thing she'd lost in becoming this, something that should make her angry, but couldn't in the moment.

Date: 2016-06-14 03:02 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] strippernameserendipity
strippernameserendipity: (normal)
Within seconds of his suggestion, she's totally gone, a certain contentment under the screaming pleasure of the moment making it easy to just feel as they drive her completely, utterly mad with their actions. Claudia couldn't even separate them out before, but when they start changing pace, and she can feel the two below rubbing against each other with each thrust, it goes beyond that, and she wonders just how long they could make her come while they did this, and whether she would drown in it all long before they were finished.

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