"You may be right, but if he doesn't try to interfere with our plan directly, I'd rather stay focused on the problem at hand." Typhoon wasn't an immediate concern of hers though even if she tried to uncover his secrets, he'd probably have far better chances at doing so in less time than Flame would require any day. "Personally, I'm not too worried about him."

When Nicodemus supported her decision to conceal the truth she felt somewhat relieved, of course she had concerns about what the others that had been locked away thought of the red head, but then again it was the fallen angel that mattered the most. It might seem selfish in pursuit of her goals, but if they escaped without ridding themselves of the witch or restoring his power then chances were they'd end up back in prison simply for defying Tori and her thirst for power only certain individuals could open up new routes for.

"A goblin chieftain might be problematic .." Flame recalled the tattoos that adorned Roc's chest, her gaze sweeping over what portion of the canyon she could see from her seated position. "Roc seems to take pride in slaying their kind as some sort of achievement among his people, but I'm hoping I can convince him not to let things get out of hand. If you're concerned it'd turn out to be an unnecessary risk, my second choice would be Typhoon though I'd rather have the earth elementalist at my side."

Hands rested atop one another in her lap, the red head was content with merely sitting there trying to collect her inner thoughts, but the pressure of success or failure was quite intense even without this unforeseen circumstance. Perhaps Mog could sent them on their way to Sirocco, she didn't know. "What are we seeing him for, anyway?"

“Yes, he cannot get far even if he's harboring some secret that he is not professing to. I have a hunch, after all I determined that taking his harmonica from him was pointless. He always got it back or parts to construct a new one, and the thing is that he has not been here much longer than you actually. He tipped his hand a bit too early so I've been watching him.”

His mind dwelled on Roc for a moment. He seemed to think something through to it's conclusion. “Mog shouldn't be a problem. He is a former chief and while he still holds clout in the tribe his son had bested him. The only reason he lives is because he is so old and can never hope to best the current chief who is in the prime of his life. He is on the other side of the portal that leaves Carrion in the Shadow of Llyndoria. He will get you both to the Shadow of Brindel where Sirocco resides.”

He regarded her for a long moment, his eyes sliding over her shapely physique, those gracious curves that he long to touch as he shifted his attention to the chicken Alfredo. He was taking his thoughts from the matter of kissing her again for all those thoughts lead him to other pleasant ways.

“The plan to get you two through the portal disguised as goblins. You will be coming out in the goblin Warrens in Llynoria. Under the pretense of additional guards to Tori you'll be directed from there to Brindel where the two of you will sneak off, two goblins leaving a mass of them will not be missed.

“I arranged for the additional guards, rotating the current crop out as is customary from time to time to keep the troops fresh. Is there anything that needs amending or concerns you so far before I outline Brindel if all goes well?”

She breathed out a sigh, either out of frustration, relief or the fact she could see Nicodemus appreciating her form from the corner of her eyes and how he refrained from acting on what most likely his thoughts were at the time. The red head wasn't any different in that regard, except that she tried to avoid what she desired most by staring blankly ahead into the distance rather than take in whatever she was longing for.

Her appetite was at an all time low considering how simple she pictured her journey in the beginning only to find that it grew to a much larger scale by the minute. Perhaps that would've been too easy, it was rather naive of her to think along those lines.

"All I'm wondering is how exactly we'll fit in among dozens, maybe hundreds of goblins along the way." Briefly glancing at him when she spoke she ended up eyeing the ground again, her love for him hanging on a thread of uncertainty. "Please forgive my curiosity, but we don't look, sound or smell like them."

Former chief or not, she had to bring it up. Flame thought it best to be skeptical about every detail she wasn't pleased with initially, if only to calm her own restless spirit. She assumed that someone of his age, history and wisdom wouldn't suggest anything that wouldn't be the safest route to take, especially for a human female with an incredible handicap such as the absence of most of her memories, but similar to the removal of her collar during their first encounter it seemed better not to take everything on blind faith. If something, anything went wrong she'd be on her own with just Roc and Mog by her side.

"There is one other thing." Her gaze is drawn toward Nick, the familiar body visually stimulating to both heart and mind. Flame took him in fully, seeking to be held by these strong arms that could assure her safety, muscles she knew would simply be more pronounced in his natural form though next to his divine powers they didn't truly matter. She was far weaker than him, but coming to lay her eyes on his own she was willing to pull through with their plan because Nicodemus would be worth it, no matter the dangers ahead.

"I must sound like a broken record by now, that I make mistakes over and over just so I can apologize later .." Collecting herself for just a moment she managed to keep her eyes on him, up until she confessed what has been troubling her for a while, the ruby orbs drifting toward the meal they hadn't started eating quite yet.

"But I'm sorry for what I've done this morning .. and what I've said to you. I was in the wrong when I pushed you away, told you that I didn't trust you because I was .. confused, distracted by thoughts about my past. This might be the last time we'll see each other and I don't wish to leave knowing that we've seperated like this." Placing her hand atop the table, palm facing up it seemed like she was waiting for his own to be placed inside though even if not she looked forward to returning someday. "I do trust you, Nick. Last night was wonderful and I ruined it because of things that may very well not even be out there waiting for me .."

“Your odors will be covered magically as well as your appearances so you'd only have to tolerate the goblins a short while. So many goblins, loosing two in the process of things happens. Most goblins know only three numbers anyway. One, two and many … well some might know zero as well.”

Nicodemus explained though he did not seek to chastise her for bringing up issues. In fact questions were welcome since there would be little that was unclear. “Mog will get you to my next agent from the goblin warrens and he will get you to your next destination. In the forest with the same Warrens there is one that owes me a favor, not the most pleasant of people but you need not worry about him. He will see you to where it is that you need to go straight to the area in question at least where you can hit that community if you desire a guide or need to get appraised of events that may have changed or provisions.”

He was glad that she was asking questions though. It told him that she was considering the details carefully and he hadn't made a hasty decision because she was so powerful but could get this done. He could almost taste their freedom.

“Broken record? Is that a saying in Sorocco?” He was unfamiliar with the term though to her it was since she sill had the hybrid of some of her old memories. But he allowed that to slid intent on what she had at relay to him as he gazed into those crimson eyes.

Of course he had the urge, those not so pure thoughts of laying her out her on the ground of the balcony and pushing straight into her, causing her sounds of pleasure to entwine with those screams of discord.

He place his hand in her's the other brushing against her cheek until he had her attention and she saw his smiling face. The original plan was to refrain until after this whole feather issue had been resolved but that could not be helped.

“You will make it, Flame. In all their cruelty angels are just in the end. My suffering will not be past along to you, not now. This has been a sign and last night was well worth it Flame. I knew that you didn't mean what you said for it was a rather confusing time.” He still could not believe that she was a virgin and wondered what other surprises she kept. She was a beautiful woman so there had to be someone out there for her. Then again there could be no one given how powerful she was she could not have gotten that way if she were distracted.

He stood moving a little closer so that his lips swept down pressing briefly against her own.

“For luck.” Of course there was only Faith but it was an excuse to kiss her again as much as it would be a reminder for her to return.

Flame was relieved to find the feel of his hand against her own, squeezing it briefly in appreciation of his forgiveness before leaning into the other sweeping along her cheek. The touch nearly made her shudder, the slightest of hints of what she'd missed that morning by refusing him although it was the look on his face that washed away most if not any regrets the sorceress had, a smile that set her heart aflutter giving birth to one of her own, however slight it may be. She nodded then, following his every motion before he set his lips against her own.

Their moment of loving affection passed quickly, Nicodemus even acted as if it were for luck alone while his expression and tone revealed the truth easily enough, but he, whether knowingly or not, added another spark to the flames that were about to ignite the insides of his object of desire once more.

Her lips tingled with excitement as he drew away, the surprise of the moment leaving them slightly ajar whilst the woman before him drew in another soothing breath though the air flowing inbetween the full, alluring pair couldn't do him justice. Something wriggled its way into her head, the idea that there should be something more behind this initial touch for she wanted him to return to her straight away, to taste from their ruby richness so that in turn she'd make up for what her mind and body missed that very morning. Staying here, knowing he'd arrive later she couldn't bear longing to see him again, but being this close to him with forgiveness in mind, he accidentally set off the fire that guided her now.

There was a moment of consideration on her part when she heard his excuse, blatantly serving his interest in delivering that kiss though he'd soon notice her eyes slowly shifting into a half-lidded state as a subtle, sly grin played over her features and Flame grasped his hand just a little bit tighter. "For luck, hm?"

Determined to allow the two of them to enjoy their final meeting to the fullest, she got up off her seat and rounded what little of the table there was in the way, meanwhile gently lifting his hand as a silent means of urging him to get up. She, of course, wasn't concerned whether he went through with what she had in mind, whether he stood or remained where he was although she might've prefered the latter, one way or another the busty captive swept forward into his arms.

Swaying her hips in vivid anticipation of what was to come her steps were of knowing suspense, almost hypnotically shifting from side to side as Flame tried to draw his attention to each and every one of her charms before succumbing to the desires of the flesh. Wide hips flare in a skillful demeanor as the garment simply adds to her brief performance, flowing in the slight breeze of her continuous advance toward him, highlighting those curves that he'd grown familiar with just once or twice before.

Ample, pillowy mounds of flesh pressed into him then, breasts of near unending softness squeezed against his own muscular torso, trapped inbetween their bodies they radiated the compelling heat of her body through a thin layer of cloth that merely restrained the flawlessly smooth surface of her massive bust, preventing it from directly touching upon Nicodemus. Snuggling up against him she made no effort not to hit him with the full brunt of her feminine features, purring softly as she leaned in further, close enough to just barely brush the outline of his own lips whilst locking eyes with him the entire time, the pleasant odor of his chosen shampoo surrounding the red haired beauty.

The same seductive gaze lingered on him, their fingers entangled in one another whilst her free hand moved to his shoulder, massaging him there with slow, rhythmic motions. Her voice had been low, the words spoken softly as the heat of her breath settled upon his neck. "Would you care for a little more luck?"

“Yes, for luck.” His blue eyes glinted though she knew that they were not the natural color of his eyes. His gaze seemed focused on her as he was prompted into standing, his lips still tingling as he gazed at her deeply.

Oh, he could see the desire that was burning in her eyes not that it had not been shared by him. She teased a little, moving close but not too close, those large pillowy breasts begging to be touched and suffice it to say he took her up on the offer.

He had said he would not ouch her, not until she were ready though she had implied that he could do so which he did now. His eyes gazing into her own as if he ensuring that this was alright though with no indication that she had a problem with this his hands massaged those mounds in sot circles that moved toward each other.

Unable to resist, his lips drank from hers again and while he was not a firm believer in luck faith had brought them to this place no doubt. He smiled as they pulled away though he glanced to the sky rather briefly then back at her.

Without looking he extended an arm to the door leading out her securing it with golden chains so that they could not be intruded upon by the goblins. It was simple magic, magic that she might have been able to counter with her own magic and a great deal of effort.

As if that had been a catalyst for his memory he unhitched her collar letting it fall away. He stepped back, his eyes pooling down such a seductive form as a grin engulfed his lips. His form altering, that of the human melting away until the tall golden eyed and multi winged angel stood proudly before her, hence the reason for securing the door perhaps.

“How about you get out of those things and I give you an airborne tour of the place?” He grinned, how was that for luck?

Nothing prevented him from laying his hands on her in such a manner though her gaze briefly lingered on his hands before returning to the azure pupils of his eyes, the expression on her face unchanged safe for her sly smile that simply broadened at this highly desired outcome. Soon these lovely breasts touched upon his palms, soft and enticingly warm flesh that poured forth into his hands, merely hindered by the cloth that seperated their skin.

Tender moans and gasps were slowly starting to fill the air, leaving these lush ruby lips slightly parted whilst drawing in staggered breaths at his subtle ministrations, the near silent indications of restrained pleasure spilling from their alluring richness only to be sealed by another moment of sheer bliss as Nicodemus kissed Flame again. Her fingers were clinging to him, a slight pressure administered to his shoulder as the woman grew tense at his hands and her bedroom voice became muffled, drowned out by the moment that seemed to try and make up for what they hadn't done in the morning. Closing her eyes she fully appreciated him, the horrible noises all around fading from her mind for just a moment as all that remained was her very own angel.

By the time they seperated her expression had turned to one of delight though even that couldn't hide the lewd traces of lust as those half lidded eyes drew him in. His use of divine powers which sealed the door didn't go unnoticed, neither did the removal of her collar though at this point Flame didn't plan an escape in such a way, the thought of which hadn't even occured to her seeing what she'd been focused on at the time.

When he stepped back Flame watched on with a certain longing as his natural form took the place of his former appearance, red eyes lit up with an ever growing urge as they swept across his prefered body although either of them remained the handsome angel she desired to be close to. A finger placed between her teeth she ended up nibbling on it, lost in the fantasy since this form simply pushed her on, drove her in that moment as he planted that suggestion in her head.

"With pleasure." Wasting little thought on whether or not he'd actually take her flying, the red head turned ever so slightly as to allow for him to watch her body bend and tilt as she began to disrobe. The coat covering most of her curvaceous figure easily peeled away, arching her back in such a manner that proudly displayed her chest the cloth simply slid off of her.

He hadn't told her how to remove the remainder of her clothes, after all, and Flame ensured to make a show of it though the desire to do it as quickly as possibly lingered there, ever present as she undid each and every button of her shirt at a slow, calculated pace. The skin of her belly came into view first, having started from the bottom she carefully worked her way toward the major exhibit found on her upper body, slowing down even further as the lower curves of her breasts could be seen. Their majestic swell was only made more apparant as Flame gently tugged the fabric downward whilst her fingers worked to undo another button, making it seem as though the shirt strained against the pressure of those impressive globes from below. Short of showing off their firmly erect crowns she'd teasingly drawn the bra toward their center as she was moving along, leaving it there for the moment.

When the last button came undone so did her voluptuous breasts as they bounced free, finally ridding themselves of the confining pressure. Flame already moved onto her bra, swiftly removing the garment without further ado, flashing the voluminous mounds and their stiffened tips in all their glory for merely a second before she wrapped an arm about herself, not allowing him to get acquainted with the familiarity of their image.

Devoting herself to the act Flame then bent over as her hands brushed along the blissfully tempting outline of her body, leaving the abundance of her womanly bust swaying before his golden eyes as her pants came off slowly. Jutting out both chest and rear she remained in that pose, drawing the cloth of her pants and panties past the round, mellow peach of her backside along well toned, athletic legs until finally they reached the floor of the balcony and his busty lover stepped out, leaving the garments behind in an unorganized pile.

Another hand moved toward her crotch as she straightened there, covering up the more delicate parts whilst waiting for him to take charge as a grin splayed over her features. "I'd love to take that tour now, Nicodemus."

For luck … he felt lucky alright and while her globes were still covered he could feel the quickening pulse beneath her skin as his hands made contact with her. That sly grin, that pleased look upon her features had done wonders in drawing him steadily into this moment.

The fact that she was pleased enticed him further, his lips could not refrain from grazing against her own as his fingers pressed against those impressive globes as his eyes closed finding himself drawn deeper int this moment, his chest rising and falling, his shaft swelling with his continued excitement as thoughts of the other night returned to his mind.

Of being her first … that had been something that he would not have imagined but was impressed by. For a century he had been cast into the darkness … ironic that her name was Flame for that was the radiant spark that he saw amongst the darkness.

Gone had been the thought of games, in how often he could take her, of bidding his time …

His form shifts as does his shirt due to his wings there is no back to the material and there are buttons along the slit slits. There is not much of a back to it though he begins unfastening those buttons as excited golden eyes watch her.

He longed to just drive her back, to press himself into her but he enjoyed the show as he breath slowly, fiercely as more and more of that flesh was revealed to hungry eyes. Oh, the things that he was going to do to her though he tempered desire with patience as he regarded her in that instant.

He was not as showy with removing his own clothing though as he peeled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Next to go was his pants giving rise to his impressive length already throbbing with want, already yearning to be sheathed inside her body again.

Certainly her show was far better than his as he was drawn forward, a hand sweeping against her rear. Another against her hip turning her to face him. His look of lust mirrored in her eyes. When he had her facing him he grinned.

“Hang on tightly, I have never done this before but you will not fall.” He assured her before picking her up at the waist and vaulting into the air, his tongue swept over her right breast, fingers tight against her hips as his shaft rubs against her clit as he attempt to stimulate her, his powerful wings flapping and quickly leaving the prison well and truly behind them as their bodies press firmly together in that instance.

Flame purred in appreciation as his hand slid over the shapely frame of her behind, followed by a soft gasp as he spun her around with arms that she assumed couldn't be matched by any mortal's strength. As appealing as these muscles were to the eyes and body, it proved far more invigorating to know that Nicodemus could pin her to the ground and ravage her senseless at any given time and refrained from doing so just now. Of course she wanted him to claim her in such a manner at some point, but their last time before her departure was supposed to be something special.

"Ah!" He lifted her up then, urging her to hold on despite his inhuman strength which she believed wouldn't allow her to fall. "I trust you that I won't.", she added with a grin before encasing his waist with her own, legs wrapped safely around his back whilst timid hands held onto his shoulders, unable to react any further as the two of them take off.

It was an unfamiliar feeling, losing any solid ground beneath her feet and instead of experiencing the sheer panic and distress through falling she found herself gaining altitude though that in itself wasn't perceived through the eyes as her own press closed. She moaned softly as her body quivered in growing excitement and anxiety at the same time, pulling herself closer to the angel as the ever changing contrast of cool air blowing across her bare form and the heat of his own body were working against her.

These crimson eyes barely open as her mouth falls to his exposed neck, planting her lips against him there briefly before drawing away, inhaling his own bodily scent which in turn was making her eyes flutter. He nearly has her drive his hips into her own as her concentration fails for barely a second though being this high up she found her own desire for him elevated by almost any stimulus.

In all honesty, she didn't think any further motivation was needed. Everything seemed perfect as the divine being she'd fallen for brought her to new heights in more ways than one. For the moment, they could truly be free.

Another hot breath spilled from these fiery lips then as his well endowed lover was distracted by his motions time and time again, most of the sights turned into a blur at the pace they were going and the recurring affections caused by the closeness of their bodies. Already did the glistening evidence of her arousal stain his huge manhood, an observation that adorned her cheeks in a deeper shade of red.

"Thank you for sharing this with me." She whispered into his ear in a calm, soft manner despite her nervosity, offering up more of the generous mounds of flesh to his eager mouth and tongue by jutting her chest out. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that they were leaving the prison behind for now as her eyes scanned some of the passing landscape, squeezing his shoulder affectionately before placing another gentle kiss on his forehead. "I'll never forget this memory."

He had smiled though. Of course he was not going to drop her and if he did he had magic that would have assisted her before long. Rather he wanted her to hold on so that it would allow him better access to her.

Nicodemus felt the press of those warm lips against him and could feel that tight embrace with her legs wound around his waist and hands about his shoulders, His own grasp her hips at first then move against her sides feather light.

And while one of these days he had fully intended to pound her into the floor that day was not today. They were limited in a way like this but it was his hope that she would find this experience a bit more thrilling. Of course she had truly nothing to compare this too and he had hoped to keep it that way by retaining her own excitement.

There was nothing to support her back and thus moving against her was a little harder. His hands gripped those hips to hold her close to him, his tongue flickering against her neck then down to her chest where he traced along a nipple then set his teeth against her nipping against her slightly.

“It is my pleasure,” he draws himself against her rubbing back and forth against her clit before pulling back enough to angel himself against the gates of her body finding that she is nice and ready for him.

He picked up sped as they flew matching the tempo of their bodies as he worked inside her pulling her hips up against him to fill that sweet chalice of her body.

“It … It wasn't my intentions to forget this moment, Flame.”

Surge after surge of excitement rushed through her veins with each beat of his wings though astonished by the sensation Flame turned to putty at his hands, trying to hold on as her limbs seemingly turned to jello and the near constant change in pace keeps her on the edge of being overcome.

She made room for his tongue as he lashes out at her neck by tilting her head sideways, swiftly assaulting the now exposed, sensitive parts that make her gasp before descending onto her mellow bust, cascading over the soft flesh near the center which forced her breath to come in short, uncontrolled bursts. Suddenly pinching the erect nub with his teeth she barely managed to suppress an approving squeal, muffled mostly by the partial seal of her lips.

Moving against him she leaned over just barely, a hand grazed over his shoulder then the back of his head as she took a hold of him there, ruffling up some of his hair in the process while urging him to continue without applying any force of her own. Filled with restless heat as blood rushed to her nipple it pulsated faintly between his teeth with each beat of her heart, feeling as though it might go up in flames if she couldn't find an outlet in the angel.

Flame noted his following actions with joy, doing her best to assist Nicodemus when shifting her wide, ravishing hips into a position that pleased him best, letting herself be guided by the firm grasp of his hands for the rest of the way. Before long he placed his eagerly throbbing shaft at the entrance to her body, delicate petals puffed up with want as the brilliant moisture of her nectar began to coat its swollen head, anticipating its fusion with these radiant warmths that were calling to him. She sought to show him her entire face in a sober state as they connected, to let him see the pleasure coursing over her features as he fills her with himself though when he pushed forth her eyes drift closed, delighting in the feel of his as he parts these lower lips.

Drawing in another deep breath she'd been rendered speechless, her inner muscles working to relax as he sheathed his sword within the incredible marvels of her sacred ground, enveloping him with the passionate embers of her bodily warmth. It took immense effort not to yield to the pleasures of the flesh as the texture of her narrow passage carefully massaged his every inch in appraisal of this heavenly gift, quivering around the copious girth of his whilst the beauty in his arms threatened to collapse about him any moment for she allowed him to ease himself further into those depths out of sheer control over these folds he led himself into.

Once more she refrained from allowing him to stop until their bodies connected, his member stuffing her so wonderfully that her head tilts back and the marvellous tightness which he remembered so well returned to settle upon him.

The urge to squirm could barely be contained although the sensual woman before him then turned her eyes back to his own, their half lidded glow absorbing the golden shine of his as she attempted to breathe calmly despite how excited she'd been. She smiled at him then, bemused by the fact that he, as an angel, wasn't entirely immune to the sensations that coursed over him. "Then we'll both do our best to make it unforgettable, won't we?", she cooed, lovingly caressing his cheek with her thumb for a moment before she leaned in to kiss him again.

Often he had forgotten that she was new to this. Her demeanor had him believing that she had been accustom to seducing men. The treasures of her body that he had blundered the night before had been a sheer marvel, priceless in nature.

Yes, that precious gift even if she did not recall it at the time, she was as surprised as he and though by all rights he had earned it that and even this had been unexpected for he had desired to wait to celibate though that could not be helped as he found himself back inside paradise.

Once again he knew heaven and while they had the problem that their had been nothing to press against they managed. He could not be as quick perhaps as they both had liked and for round one switching positions would appear down right impossible (though he had no doubt that it could be done) he had enjoyed the return to her.

It had been what he had longed for, what he had assumed he would have to wait to have again given her shock and the way she had handled herself already. He did not mind if he had to wait though he was glad that he did not.

While she might have deemed that the future was uncertain and he himself had been no fortune teller he could see it now … the poetic justice of having in a sense been Tori's prisoner all this time after sparing her, shown the error of his ways while being cast out. To wind up in a place similar to hell after knowing the splendors of heaven had been an ironic twist though his appointment as warden here had not been more than a few months back and only then when Tori had an important prisoner she didn't trust the goblins went.

Ironic that he was going to be the key to her end after so long but there was still an incredible journey ahead of them. It was so clear to him though.

Her hand at the back of his head told him that she desired him to continue which he did. His moist tongue swept over that erect nipple. Over it, around it, teeth scrapping over it, nibbling on it … he kept mixing it up just as he changed it up with the angel of his thrusts within her, the speed, her tight passage working against him in such a way that he found it impossible to hold back for long.

Grinding downward against her now he groaned and then collected himself. “Let's. UHH, do … just that!”

For once Flame wasn't concerned with the future as those memories were pushed back in favor of more pleasant ones, those that offered an abundance of hope and happiness and convinced her to give herself to him in the first place. If all she remembered were bits and pieces, the most recent ones filled with nothing but desperation and regret, going hand in hand with the dreadful torture which may befall the both of them upon failing the task she'd been given, then death couldn't have seemed any more grim.

Eventually her feelings for him could not be denied, being the only one of her latest acquaintances she truly bonded with nothing could truly compare to the pleasure of finally being able to embrace him in such a manner, not even the pace of their hips colliding or just how well he drove her senses into heaven itself.

"Please .. go ahead and fondle them .. I know you'd love to." She guided him to her utmost sensitive bust, these orbs ever so soft yet taut on first sight were presented to him whilst their owner remained smiling blissfully as they shared these moments together before Nicodemus began to lavish on the voluptuous swell of her breasts, her ecstatic features claimed wholly by each and every prompting of his tongue and teeth. All of his attention combined allowed her to release the sweetest sounds of eternal bliss, growing more lewd by the second though unlike last time she'd been the mistress of her own will and desired this with all her heart, uncaring of the way she behaved for she sought to have him time and time again by the time she returned.

"Hngh .. Gah!" He'd feel himself smothered briefly by the masses of flesh at his disposal, grazing a rather delicate spot the fiery sorceress couldn't help but tighten her hold on the angel which might've resulted in more than he'd asked for. "S-sorry .. You're simply too wonderful .."

Velvety smooth had been the passage of her body, welcoming his every return whilst sending jolts of heated pleasure throughout her loins as each thrust provided her with all she could ask of her heavenly companion. Plunging into her slick depths she coated his thick lance with the clear honey of her arousal, pulsing ever so wonderfully as it penetrated these muscles that worked against him, massaged him with their passionate nature as the busty female before him bestowed riches upon his physical form many men could only dream of.

"Nick .." Sober or not, she knew how to compliment his efforts by sliding along his rigid length in perfect sync, letting her hip movements be led by his own as she was grinding into his pelvis which merely served to amplify the pleasures of their bodies as she moaned out loud, almost losing herself to the sensation of being spread wide by someone as large as him. "Hah .. ahhn .. You feel so good .."

Giving in too soon wasn't something she desired though having the firm yet substantial cushion that was her bare ass slam down into her partner's frame turned out to be too enticing a thought and feel that she couldn't resist for long.

“It's, AH, alright!” She was tighter around him, so tight in fact that she had managed to rip his own orgasm from him as it was a good thing that they had not been competing against one anther. Yet he remained so hard inside her, each throb of him now brought more of his essence inside her and he delighted in that feeling of filling her up.

Her legs were tight against his back one hand dared slide up to a breast while he teased the other with his lips and tongue swirling against her there, peeking up into her face the other hand swirled around her back and pressed over the small of her back as he pumped into that slick tightness not stropping.

Whether or not she was with child had been something the Gods would determine but for the time being he concentrated on the very pleasures of her body. He was sensitive of course but kept going recovering quicker than a human would. His pace slowing down though each of their movements had been keenly felt, even if he just concentrated on flying those subtle movements would have done it.

His lips fell to her own as he blanketed them with his own delighting in how connected that they were in that moment. While so connected he ensured that she would not soon forget this. Reaching to her nipple he twisted it gently.

After a moment longer he had to draw out of her, the feelings just to intense though he had waited a few minutes before he was nudging her passage once more, hard again so soon. Now, it was her turn and a grin spread across his lips as he went back to holding her hips for greater support her. They flew higher and higher, the groans of agony fading they were that high but really he had only heard the sounds of pleasure that she made.

“Hold on tight!” And with that he descended in a maddening dive to the ground, their bodies spiraling as he drove himself upward into that tight sheath, urgently filling her with each passing second though well before they hit the ground he pulled back up. He did not wish to misjudged the distance they fell seeing that they were tumbling as such but only give her a rush as he ploughed into those fields with himself.

Of course, this could have easily spooked her too though he doubt it, he figured ha she'd fall more in line with the rush of excitement that they had shared in.

She wasn't prepared for that moment, his seed bursting forth into her channel as he became engrossed by the feel of her body around his own before releasing the pressure coming from his loins, copious amounts of molten cum that surged into her core with each pulsing of his felt clearly through the sublime clutches of her folds squeezing down about his hardness whilst Flame cried out in delighted surprise. In the heat of the moment she'd been engrossed in the joy of being close to him and allow for the flames of their desire to burn as bright as ever, but part of her recalled the foggy memory of him asking as to whether she desired to be filled or coated in his release.

Naturally when he looked up she'd been far from upset, instead he found her glancing down at the angel with a warm smile trying its best not to vanish beyond the pleasure that claimed her features for the most part, her cheeks and eyes nearly the same shade of red as the latter had been glazed over, the slits here narrowing as the assault on her chest and flower continued.

Flame was overjoyed that he hadn't asked for permission since it made her feel as though the two of them truly wanted to be as one, once more invigorated by the thought of motherhood despite their struggle against the odds of such an event never occuring in the past. Whether she was ready to enter such a state with any man as early in their relationship, or overall considering the overall lack of memories to give her any incentive to believe otherwise remained to be seen although she had faith that, should she return from her journey, they'd make it through somehow.

As soon as the seal around her nipple came undone and he moved to kiss her she guided him with a certain yearning, the hand on the back of his head urging him to her lush lips which fell to his own, parting at the slightest touch. Her tongue dashed forth into his mouth, sensually nudging the familiar one she discovered here in a playful manner and inviting it to do much of the same.

A muffled moan spilled from her lips, rather high pitched as he twisted the pink gem atop one of her breasts and her hold on him tightened briefly though obviously he hadn't done something she disapproved of. She cherished those following minutes, even lacking the stimulus to reach an orgasm of her own there'd been nothing as fulfilling as this.

Surprisingly, however, he pressed back inside her quite soon, keeping her close to the edge with the loving affections bestowed upon her breasts she has to break the kiss as he elicits another shocked gasp from his lover, nearly giving in.

Without as much of a second warning Flame clung to him, the weight of their bodies suddenly dropping back toward the ground at a pace she found to be extremely worrisome, if not enough to cause her to panic weren't it for the way Nicodemus manhandled the shapely body he returned to time and time again.

Flame couldn't move nor assist him in his actions being petrified as she was, the delectable charms of her bust snuggling up against the muscular torso before her whilst the lock on his hips resisted breaking upon his rapid descend into her shiver inducing tightness. The elements as much as he were tearing at her sanity when her body was set ablaze by the various sensations bombarding her then, the woman standing her ground futilely against his attempts to make her succumb to his motions it seemed every nerve in her system became flooded with pleasure before the sudden rush of excitement simply proved too much to bear.

The crescendo of her cries reached its climax mere moments before they swerved skyward again, muscles clamping down hard around his manhood as though they were trying to milk him dry once again though it was without question that her orgasm had been intense. With her back arched and head buried in the comforting valley of his neck she bucked her hips forward in the aftermaths of release, grinding against his member in a sluggish manner since she hadn't recovered yet.