Abdul took in all the information as he considered the options that Tori would go through. He considered Nicodemus again and assuming he had been the strongest of her minions then she would seek to counter him in some way. Given what was on line here he did not put it past her as far as seeking assistance from her sister on the Shadow of Llyndoria for a piece of the action, especially if Bryne was being difficult.

He kept his theories to himself though and got an exact location in Brindel before transporting them there via his magic, well close enough. He used another enchantment to announce their presence before coming into the camp where everyone was with the exception of Spencer.

“Greetings, I am Abdul, former Master of the Flame Serpent. I understand that you have a problem concerning the Forgotten Four and Tori. And I have no doubt that you are serious about this but I could not help but consider that you may be thinking too much about revenge Nicodemus.

“Now, I doubt that Tori can lay claim to having anyone of your ability. She has Efreeti allies, Goblins and Ogres. Efreeti are tough though you have Masters of the Elements and can deal with them. Goblins and Ogres though … they would be a sinch. She was keeping you on the Shadow of Carrion I understand, so she may have a few Golems to watch out for. But instead of targeting them why not take the Blue Shrine itself? If you can open the vault you can destroy or remove the goodies stored there and place them elsewhere or perhaps even sabotage the means of opening the vault in the first place.”

“Sabotage? As if, the magic on that place -”

And Abdul cut off Gale as if he understood how to deal with her type turning the issue back on her, playing with her pride. “What? You cannot do such a simple matter with all the power at your disposal. And assisted by the others as well? It should be easier than taking out members of the fabled Forgotten Four, but if you can't do it ...”

“Oh! We can do it buddy! Who's with me or do I have to do this by myself?”

Perhaps he misread the matter with Gale a bit though there had been a lot of stunned people present the first to speak up was a bit surprising.

“I'm game,” Roc answered already thinking about the possible defenses. The Golems, if there, would be the toughest challenge.

She hadn't forgotten about Spencer and figured he had been active in his attempts to disrupt the Forgotten Four further by the time they'd reached Abdul and departed from Nod, hoping it might rupture their already volatile bond as allies further by sowing distrust among their ranks. Surely it'd keep him out of trouble for a little while, if anything.

Now the three new arrivals met up with the others and her father relayed the information which lingered in the back of his mind although Flame wasn't quite in favor of the first option. In essence claiming any powerful items within for themselves offered grounds for disagreement and greed whilst the same could be applied to taking them elsewhere which required a certain amount of trust regarding the people involved unless their memories were wiped of the exact location somehow. Aside from that, the young sorceress feared the very act of unsealing the shrine itself would have unpredictable repercussions, after all many details about such mythical places were given to her by others and not part of her own knowledge.

Flame couldn't afford to let her guard down either and thought of his plan as a little worrying, almost deceitful in the grand scheme of things even though the one to suggest it was her father. It was foolish not to consider any suggestion along those lines as somewhat strange due to their attempts to keep the Blue Shrine and its contents sealed away in the first place. Saving Tori work by simply heading to the shrine of their own volition and opening it for her only to be taken by surprise. She remained wary and would have to see how everything worked out.

Sabotage, on the other hand, sounded far more appealing. None of the magical artifacts or whatever else was hidden away within the Blue Shrine wound up in anyone's possession, the location all but useless for those incapable of either altering the means of opening the vault or having power equal to everyone involved in changing it in the first place. Flame wondered how they might accomplish such an incredible feat, but then again they had done things she deemed nearly impossible from the get go.

"You can count me in." Whether for better or for worse, the red head glanced at Gale in that instant and recounted the incident back in Carrion, how Murk overpowered the two of them thanks to one of her intoxication induced surges of courage. She would not make that mistake again although her mind was elsewhere the moment she managed to brush off the attention upon her after accepting Abdul's proposal.

Nicodemus had yet to say a word and Flame figured that agreeing on an alternative didn't earn her any points, but staying focused on the objective and not revenge had been vital to their success lest he in particular lost himself to temptation, the urge to destroy the witch as he'd failed to do all those years ago. It probably wasn't solely about revenge and Flame hated to admit that he had the right idea in mind, that taking her life wasn't simply an act of vengeance alone but rather a discontinuation of all the suffering she'd caused in the last century.

But it felt infinitely better to risk earning his hatred than risking the possibility of losing him in a premature engagement forever hence Flame wished to commit her power to whatever Abdul proposed.

Abdul posed two courses of action. Flame may have had reservations about the first course of action but he had offered two which were simpler to deal with. Three were in on the plan though both Typhoon and Nicodemus said nothing. Typhoon seemed to be getting a read on the situation and Nicodemus had been looking for a deeper meaning behind this. He had promised Flame not to involve himself with Tori too soon and yet that temptation was being dangled before him and he had been considering if this was a trick to test that resolve in some fashion.

“I'm out,” that grabbed attention as eyes went to Typhoon who simply held up a hand as if that was going to silence protests. “Let me explain.”

“Shoot,” Roc studied the human suspiciously.

“If we are all at the Blue Shrine and Tori manages to recapture us then we are all conveniently on hand to open the shrine but if one or two of us are absent then she cannot immediately open the shrine.”

“Makes sense. Though we can still sabotage the shrine Typhoon makes a valid point. In addition we know Tori will try to undo what we did so we have to thwart her efforts for a few days at least, should be easy enough. Then we can attack and neutralize this threat.”

“By neutralize?”

“Kill if we must but taking her alive is preferred. By this time I should have recovered enough to the point where capturing her would be easy. There is still the Forgotten Four to consider. Even if we deal with Tori we will still have to deal with them. For that I have something in mind but I will need to speak with Flame about it first ...”

He waited for everyone to clear out and leave them alone before he glance once over his shoulder then walked to her, his hands going to her waist, his lips pressing against her own. “I have missed you.”

It was probably for the best not to march on the Blue Shrine altogether, that much Flame and the others had to agree on. With the risk of capture and alternatives involved, it appeared they unanimously voted in favor of calling off their assault although for one reason or another her beloved angel decided to have a private chat with the fiery sorceress, making her wonder as to what exactly he was referring to. Everyone cleared out, leaving them alone, and in the same instant as Nicodemus glanced over to the lone woman, she could feel how her heart rate ascended to new heights.

Nicodemus approached and Flame experienced a familiar flare of impending thirst for his touch and an inevitable rush of excitement, the temptation to be close to him once more too much to bear although her sudden predicament froze the buxom ruby gemstone in place, letting him get close as his hands sweep along the shapely outskirts of her slim waist. She sucked in a heated breath, her arms wrapping around the bulk of his sturdy torso as he permitted himself to taste from the richness of her lush lips, a keen embrace she was pleased to be part of.

They were left tingling after that loving union once the two fell apart once more, his feelings on the matter evidently the same as her own. "I have missed you, too .. I .. I don't think words alone could explain it." She managed to push out, desperately seeking his gaze with her own although Flame could not resist the urge to pull him closer, to partake of his lips yet again for a little while longer before finding the composure to speak and think slightly more rationally.

"I'm beyond happy to be in your arms again, but I guess that's the only good aspect of leaving you behind .. knowing that I'll come back sooner or later." She flashed a jubilant smile at that, delighted to have returned although there was no ignoring the ample warmth of her body nestling up against his own, the tender swell of her breasts mashed inbetween the two.

Alas, with the others around they couldn't be certain none would disturb them in that stance and the angel mentioned something regarding the Forgotten Four and Flame's involvement in getting rid of them hence the lively red head decided to speak up before allowing things to get out of hand here and now. "But .. About earlier .. What exactly did you want to talk about?" Was there an actual plan or did he simply look for an excuse to have her all to himself for a short while, not that she'd mind either way.

Of course there was a plan, though it was an excuse too in order to get her alone. The others were within ear shot if they shouted or made too much noise but the Angel had not been concerned by this as he smile at her revelations.

“Every cloud has a silver lining they say, I have not thought of the matter in such a way before.”

His hands lingered on her hips as the taste of her lips still tingled against his own. He reached up stroking the side of her face with the back of two fingers. So soft … it had felt like forever since he had last touched her and for an immortal being one would have imagined that he would have learned patience.

To a degree he had but there was only so much that he could have after all.

“Us. Our child. Our future. I suppose there is not enough time to get into all of that and I did have other matters in mind so I will keep this brief. Tori stole your memories. What if we stole her's and the Forgotten Four to forget about the Blue Shrine? I do not know if doing so is feasible but … well, I'll come back to that.”

His hands lifted off her hips gripping the curves of her large chest and squeezing as he leaned in for another kiss.

She was pleased to have him back in her arms and couldn't care less about leaving again although a part of Flame figured that moment would surely come. For the moment, however, he resided right in front of her and among spending an eternity with him, bearing his child, the two of them had yet to accomplish either goal of their relationship. She certainly wasn't going to waste this opportunity to bask in the pleasures of the flesh with her beloved Angel simply because they were near their fellow companions.

"Please do .." He would come back to that sooner or later and the woman at his hands hadn't minded not going too far into detail as of yet. It might be feasible, maybe not, but then again stealing their memories may be as impossible as overcoming Tori at this moment in time. She let the matter escape her stream of thought for now since she could feel the temptation building inside her, the very sexual tension in the air growing more intense as he pulled closer and drew the fiery sorceress into another passionate kiss.

Flame had not driven him off when he proposed indulging in the sweeter sensations of their romantic union, eager to commence in spite of how much she feared someone like her father suddenly returned in order to inquire the current state of affairs although another part of her figured nobody would bother disturbing their privacy, no matter what exactly the two of them were up to. It was without shame that her lips returned to his while fully aware of potentially getting caught up in the act although her radiant features had been mildly flushed under the influence of his touch nevertheless, slowly coaxing her arousal into prominence with downright thrilling measures of confidence and ease.

Ample heaps of marvellously soft tit flesh had been cherished by his touch as his hands swept over their rounded contours, such delightfully pillowy mounds molding themselves against his palms as though they were molten butter in his clutches. "Mmm .." It felt absolutely divine, getting caught up in his strong arms who were quick to claim the bounty of her chest, the resulting moan smothered by the seal of their lips though a surge of blood had the perky cherries in their midst rouse from slumber, growing harder beneath her garments as they dragged over the fabric with every cloth shifting squeeze and caress.

Was it wrong to want this? Here and now? Flame couldn't tell even if her ability to think rationally wasn't impaired by the turmoil of emotions bubbling up at her core where love, happiness and lust intertwined in a mixture unlike anything she had felt before save for the few moments they could afford to spend in private throughout these past few days. It was a shame she would have to wait for a life without the witch and tasks which felt almost as though they were designed to keep her away from him, but for the moment she planned on relishing his company to the fullest as her hands travelled further down, tracing along his lower back.

One descended further along his supreme stature, eagerly skimming along his thigh in hopes of exciting the Angel a little in return, not that any effort on her behalf was truly needed once they got down to it.

Nicodemus had not been concerned about getting caught. It simply wasn't going to happen, he wasn't going to allow for it and if by some chance it did happen then so be it. With a man and a woman speaking to one another in private only Gale and Spencer both being Fae would think to interrupt and neither had thought much about sex in the first place.

Perhaps under age sex churned their stomachs but for Fae it was sleeping with another Fae that had not attained a century of age. Mortals were a bit different since they aged differently but still their were few Fae half breeds.

A Faerie Dragon matured at about six years of age, was lucky to live two decades but had the sex drive of any Fae and got straight to it with others of their kind that had reached adulthood and even members of other species that had. Oddly their were few dalliances with the Pixies they lived with since most still viewed an adult Faerie Dragon as a child not that they were very mature creatures.

While Gale might not care about walking in on them or finding them in the throes of passion the matter was that it was possible that the pair had been getting at it and the others may have seen that and stepped in to stop it. Then again they could be oblivious to it as well though Abdul, given her creation, should have the most understanding here.

But beside all that Nicodemus had a few tricks and as his lips danced against her own he felt himself stiffening in response. A hand even worked down the front of her pants after loosening a bit, fingers stroking against her heated sex up and down.

“You are afraid?” He commented though he was aware that it was not about the sex itself. He had taken her virginity after all and had her since so he figured that it was the others, their closeness and her modesty. He smiled at her then leaned in to kiss along the side the side of her neck as he pushed a finger inside the damp folds feeling that warm tightness that he was going to feel around other portions of himself if he had his way, perhaps even taste her.

He was immortal and so he knew that he could be patient with her.

Sensations similar to electric sparks poured forth from her sacred chalice as his digits danced over what little protective cloth remained between them and her treasured sex, a few shallow moans spilling from these sensual lips once Nicodemus bathed her neck in tender kisses, barely able to contain such lascivious sounds although their proximity to everyone else had the fiery temptress suffocate those noises by giving into his embrace, her own lips falling to his shoulder as to prevent a most delighted whimper bubbling up in her chest from ever being perceived.

Soaked and longing after what little he had done thus far, Flame flushed even brighter in embarrassment due to how needy she had become during their time away from each other, but nothing of the sort could truly deter from the beauty of the moment. Incredibly tight muscles clamped down on his finger, the warm and slick velvety passage amidst these athletic thighs more than welcoming of the Fallen Angel although the young woman had a hard time keeping up with him at this stage, her mind distracted by the issue of her father and everyone else being within ear shot though that seemed to bleed away the longer he bestowed much needed delight unto those delightfully clinging depths.

"I'm afraid .. Ahhnn .. they might hear us .. that we'll get caught .. like this .." She managed to heave forth inbetween heated gasps, biting down on her lower lip in hopes of keeping any noise they made to a mere minimum. It didn't necessarily prevent Flame from returning the favor, however, as the aroused woman in his arms allowed for her touch to cascade further along his frame. "But .. I want you, too."

Unlike Flame he had yet to be freed as a most tender touch descended to the growing bulge of his manhood, feminine digits slowly yet sensually fanning out over his groin whilst applying caresses to the hot ember still concealed within his pants. She could feel the warmth intensifying as it saturated her hand with its natural infusions of wanton heat, a familiar heat she would have loved to unite with under more private circumstances, but they simply weren't fortunate enough to have a better opportunity than this one.

That aside, Flame didn't seem as though she would rather pass up on Nicodemus than risk getting caught in the middle of things. "I really want you .. Here .. Now .. It's been too long." It wasn't even more than a day at most, but amongst keeping up appearances and trying to keep their relationship out of everyone else's mind, their feelings tended to fall short. She had him for herself now, but not forever and she would make the most of it as Flame finally loosened his pants, freeing what had to be a more than healthy erection at this point in time.

He loved the way she felt, the sounds she made and it was a shame that she was muffling them though that was for the best. Nicodemus assumed that most people may think that there was something going on, a beautiful woman, her former jailer, though it might not have mattered. He knew that Gale might not be caught up in matters though he was uncertain how the others would view this indulgence on their parts.

“Caught? No. Heard, maybe,” he smiled, the crushing nature of her tightness against his finger only had him anticipating what was to come in the near future. He groaned, her hands found him nice and hard and quite ready for her.

His warm throbbing member danced and bobbed though she might not have been thinking straight. He barely comprehended anything else other than having her then and there though he did elaborate on that need.

“Remember last time? My powers have already begun getting stronger.” He reminded her of his ability to stop time in a localized area. If anyone or thing entered the zone they would be frozen for the duration of the effect. Outside the zone since neither of them had been effected by it, they could be heard by the others but there was no way short of dispelling that field that anyone could approach. Even if they Teleported into the zone once they arrived they would be frozen. To dispel the effect they would have to know about it before hand.

His finger twirled inside her even as he felt her inner folds about him. “No one will catch us in the act and if they do some how catch us in the act, does it really matter?”

He groaned as he drew his finger out of her pressing it against her clit and rubbing back and forth against it. She was incredibly wet he found, just as she discovered he was incredibly hard. “Today is the day, Flame,” he began with a smile before sealing her lips with his own briefly.

“I can feel it.”

"I haven't .. Uhnn .. forgotten .." Needless to say almost getting caught when his local bubble of stopped time had to be restored time again and again certainly left an impression on her, but with the day or two that passed Flame simply figured that he hadn't recovered enough to make his magic last any longer than it had previously. If he could stop time in their surroundings longer than usual, his recovery was impressive, indeed. It actually made her wonder how much power he would ultimately accumulate, but not enough to distract her from these knowing touches amidst her quivering folds, these slick muscles squeezing and tugging on him in ever intensifying need.

"I don't think it really matters .. it probably never did." She managed to push out before the pleasure bestowed unto her tender love pearl elicited an enticed squeal from the voluptuous sorceress, once again muffled by little more than his shoulder as Flame clung to him in the throes of passion. They'd find out eventually anyway, some of them at the very least once their adventure was over, although that didn't necessarily mean she would appreciate it if Abdul walked in on them right now.

Flame breathed heavier now, hardly able to stifle any wanton moans spilling forth into his neck while attempting to suppress the growing urge of impaling herself on that scalding warmth had been downright impossible. Ample hips bucked into his every sensual motion, already having surrendered to the sinful temptation of receiving exactly what her body wanted the most. She believed to have been a modest person along the way, to try and keep her senses in check out here in the open, but against Nicodemus and his charms, the woman at his hands melted like butter and was absolutely powerless to resist his advances.

Their child, their future, Flame sought to live that life of tranquility even though with an eternity to spend they'd always have that opportunity in many years to come. However, the desire to bind with her beloved in that fashion was far too great to bear, infusing the red head with a certain rush. Of course he remained unaware of her true nature, ignorant of what the future would bring, but ultimately ending up the way they did was not a question of human or creation.

She leaned in, mashing her warm breasts against his torso, teasingly stroking along the underside of his rigid shaft just once before peeling these silken digits off of him, permitting him all the mobility he needed as her arms wrapped themselves about him in a loving embrace. "I'm ready for you, Nicodemus .. Make me yours today .."

“Good, then we are on the same page,” Nicodemus smiled. Perhaps the only one capable of dispelling his magic would have been Abdul though unless suspicious for some reason there would be no reason for him to look. Perhaps if another had gotten snared in it but that was unlikely.

He was willing to take that chance for the rewards out weighed those risks and while he would have loved nothing more than to hold on to her all night her could only freeze time in a localized area. This was the case for all those that could use the remarkable power of this effect.

The way that she did not defend against him, that she had no defenses had been proof enough for him to proceed. He moved in addressing his growing need by sweeping his lips along her bare neck, tasting her, feeding his own growing arousal as evident by his throbbing member as it was revealed.

He simply touched her, basked in the closeness of her body and while he could not hold on to the effects of his spell forever he had been determined to hold onto it for as long as possible.

Nicodemus groaned at that brief contact but soon found her pressing up against him. Those ample breasts against his chest he used another effect that was so easy for him that it took but a snap of his fingers and they were both standing there in the nude. With her arms entwined about him he hoisted her up by the hips, no effort involved on his part as he adjusted her so that she was straight above his aching lance.

“I will do just that and so much more, Flame.” He then began to draw her down his length, growing out with each inch of those tight muscles that he had pierced, not stopping until he was fully encased within her holding himself in that sheath for the time being to catch his breath before he began to thrust into her at a slow pace that steadily built up to a quicker one.

Rapidly undressed and brought closer to the inevitable fulfillment of their carnal desires, Flame could not cherish his supreme talents enough which allowed them to partake of each other just the slightest bit quicker. She was burning up with raw lust, these once rosy cheeks a stark and distinct crimson shade as ruby red eyes gaze deeply into his with an evident fondness for what they were about to indulge in.

"Yesss .." She moaned out silently, their company almost forgotten once that magnificent rod speared into her marvellously heated passage and in turn every silken fold yielded to his entry, but not quite as his mighty scepter extended its reign upon her everlasting tightness yet again.

It compelled the busty vixen to tense up before him, her every fibre glowing brilliantly at that treasured touch only he had managed to bestow unto her in much the same way. She held onto him lovingly, flushing her hips against his own whilst Flame clung to him, causing the bounty of her breasts to lay upon his chest in a blanket of alluring warmth, the heightened beat of her heart pulsing beyond that ravishing heat while she could feel his with utmost clarity.

His every inch had been welcomed by these clinging muscles, accepting each portion with unmatched blessings, all the way to the roots of his divine manhood. Only then did Flame manage to straighten up, trembling with his throbbing erection amidst her sacred depths, before calmly sealing their lips once more in the knowledge of what was yet to come. Flame reluctantly masked the perpetual growth of her innermost pleasure with a deep, sensual kiss when in truth she would have loved to make him hear every impassioned sound he'd coaxed from her lips, but even though she confessed that being caught didn't matter, it was preferred not to end up in that situation.

For the moment they resided in place, cherishing their union after an eternity of absence, but Nicodemus wasted little time before slowly escalating an unyielding fire amidst the heated embrace of her velvety core. Soft moans begun flowing as slow and calm as his pace, her own tender body trying to match his in an attempt to heighten the stimulus as he sliced into her, picking up pace only for the sounds of feverish passion to match the frequency at which her delighted sounds breached the seal of their lips.

All the while these large breasts swept up and down along his torso whereas her hardened nipples had begun amplifying the sensation, feeding the voluptuous red head further ounces of sublime pleasure to process.

“Mmm … OHH!” Gasps and moans left his lips muffled as she pressed her own against his mouth. Fully lodged inside her he delighted in that feel of her, that crushing tightness that clung to him. With her arms entwined about him he moved his hands quickly from her hips to her shapely ass, fingers pressing into her there as he squeezed.

Lifting her up and down his rod he felt those hard nipples against the contours of his breasts. Each time then dropped back down his chest he had been keenly reminded about that delicate feel that swept over him.

Parting from her lips he pulled back their torsos enough to get at one of her well endowed breasts. He swallowed in, or rather as much as he could as he lavished it with the attention of his mouth, lips and tongue as he danced over the hardened pebble.

He then bit the nipple gingerly tugging against it as he gave a slight tug. Let her nipple spring back into place and circled it with his tongue then did so again with the neglected twin going back and forth between the two.

His pace increased until it leveled off with strong strokes inside that warmth that he loved so much. Now was going to be the time. He could not explain it. Perhaps it was because he had gotten all his powers back already. Some of the stronger ones were still improving but the weaker and moderate ones had been as if he had never lost them in the first place.

His healing was rapid and while there was a snowball's chance in hell that he could infuse her with that essence of his, that she would be the mother of his child, of children, he would find a way.

He lifted her up and let gravity draw her down even as he thrust up into her with a wet squelch as he joined them together groaning as he took her. He could feel the pressures getting to him, his breathing growing heavier as he only sped his pace up.

In spite of how great any change as a result of today might be, Flame wanted it more with every passing second nevertheless. She desired it each time they got together, incapable of thinking of a world without Nicodemus by her side, and one could only hope that both he and her own structure allowed for such a union to bear fruit at this moment in time.

Toned thighs sheathed him in her undiluted affection whilst that tight vice stimulated his entire length with an intense friction, seemingly intensifying the very moment he chanced upon already discovered or previously unknown spots within the delighted sorceress which merely coaxed further lust riddled groans and gasps from the exotic woman before him.

She mewled audibly at the sudden suction bestowed unto her tender nipples, the twins consumed one after another in equal measures of diligence. He simply added fuel to the fire burning brightly in her core, steadily escalating the flames licking at the boundaries of her composure.

Flame bent over in his hold and automatically offered more of that delightfully tender tissue to play with, a hand of hers delicately cupping the back of his head where fingers intertwined with a shock of hair whereas the others dug into his shoulder, basking in the ravishing turmoil of their connected hips. She moaned feverishly, losing herself to the moment as an enticed whimper oozed past rich ruby lips although they probably had yet to alarm the others of their quite vocal exchange.

Clinging to him, breathing fiercely for with every intake of breath another passionate sound quickly drained her of oxygen, there was not a single shred of doubt the Angel had been alone in approaching the heights of bliss. Scarlet eyes hovered on his once she'd tossed herself into an upright posture yet again, grinding her hips into his own rather than permitting gravity to control her continuous descent by itself. "Please .. together .."

It was little more than a plea to refrain from losing himself before the woman wrapped around him in mutual affection crumbled as well, every muscle along these perfectly thrilling depths collapsing around him at random given how close Flame had been to the edge of control. She wound up twitching fiercely at his every contact with remarkably sensitive patches of nerves amidst the marvel of nature that was her innermost sanctum, setting her core alight with his heightened pace only for Flame to finally crack when Nicodemus could no longer keep himself at bay.

The press of her body folded around him and he could hear the panting gasps escape from the confines of his lips, lips that touched and pulled against the warm ample flesh of her bosom. The spike of his manhood racing up to meet her as she pressed down not content to let gravity do that work.

That was fine by him, that sweet friction stealing over him as she brought him closer to that edge. Even muffled, the sounds he had produced from her had been divine filling him with that desire to generate more of them, to force the volume up further to let everyone know that he laid claim to her bounties.

He had fought against that urge, that very need to get her to squeal out for everyone to here though he did not deny that this felt good. Her words had been met by his nod, one that wordlessly relaid that he would comply or at least do his best to try.

Dropping to his knees he laid her out on the ground without missing a beat. His cock still pressing into that treasure trove of blessed heat. “OHH … UHH ...” He groaned as he did his best to hold back, straining as he did so. He thrust into her harder, faster, he was about to come. His eyes pressing closed tightly, his hands resting over those large pillowy mounds of hers that bounce back and forth along her chest though as she tightens and looses control he does as well, his seed flowing deep inside her, each additional thrust pushing it deeper into her, assisting it on it's way.

“Oh, I don't ever wish to let you go, Flame.” As far as he knew she was mortal though that did not stop his lips from sealing over her own in a long drawn out kiss that had his tongue advancing forth into her mouth to dance against her own.

At that same time she could feel something inside her, a warmth that flowed through her belly as he rested atop her still embedded inside those tight folds.