Simply too much of his affection rained down upon Flame, heavy breasts rocking back and forth beneath his touch in a feeble attempt to break free, but yet another influx in pace finally broke her last measures of defense as he set the woman's flower ablaze. She could not hold back a shallow scream, unable to contain it despite her best efforts as the sound wasn't completely masked by his shoulder in their newfound posture although she'd subconsciously hoped nobody had heard the two as of yet.

Ruby red eyes rolled back into her skull, eyelids falling shut as the pleasure overwhelmed her and a faint rush of her nectar poured forth to meet his own only to connect within her tightened core, these velvety folds clamped down on his cock like a vice solely destined to amplify their pleasure with every collision of their bodies.

Flame folded around him, turning each advance into a true challenge to his resolve as an incredible tightness washed over his manhood, her insides trying to drain him completely in the aftermaths of their shared orgasmic height. Sublime toned legs sealed tightly about his body whereas her heels press down against his lower back with force as the scarlet haired beauty tensed up, encouraging him to thrust all the way to the hilt for with every descent Flame convulsed violently, tightening in her embrace of his throbbing ember, her every sense overwhelmed with pure bliss once another ecstatic shock rolled through her entirety.

Staggered breaths intertwined with blissed out whimpers as he denied her to come down straight away since every intrusion cast her addled mind back into the abyss, futilely attempting to recover although nobody would have been able to dismiss the warmth pouring forth inside her.

"I don't want this moment to end either .." His essence flowed into her womb, slowly and steadily in their loving union. ".. Nor do I wish to leave you .." She barely bothered opening her eyes as that blessed heat fuelled her spirit with delight and forced them shut once more when he leaned in, his lips stealing over her own in a sensual kiss which had her respond with eager advances, swiftly seducing the fleshy intruder with her own tongue.

She was happy in that instant, truly jubilant although that sudden warmth did not throw her off. Flame figured the excitement had gotten to her, perhaps the mere thought of today finally fulfilling their hopes of a future and offspring, that he was right all along when saying that today would be the day.

For the moment Flame hadn't bothered moving, too caught up in his arms to care for the outside world as a tender moan parted from the young sorceress, a shudder of content racing through the busty vixen below him.

“Alas, we cannot stay like this forever as much as I wouldn't mind,” he was still embedded in that sweet core so tight and warm he had bathed in her nectar though he had waited an eternity it seemed to rejoin with her. It felt longer than the century or so that he had been separated from his feather though most of his power had already returned.

Nicodemus smile when she mentioned not wishing to part from his side. As an immortal being to make such a pledge one did not take such a matter lightly. Most may have thought that she would live what, a century or so and turning that time he would have her at his side. A blink of an eye for an immortal though other immortals may brush that off as insignificant he felt that no century would feel greater.

He rested there atop her, her former jailer. His hands tackling the mounds beneath them as his lips made the perfect seal against her own just as her body made the perfect sheath. When that kiss ended though he made eye contact with her again.

“It does not have to end. This may not be the best time, or the most romantic but marry me, Flame.” He set a finger against her lips to get her to listen a bit longer rather than rushing into answering. They had not known each other for long and the same could be said about rushing now but one never truly knew what tomorrow would bring.

“After this whole mess with the Forgotten Four, Tori and the Blue Shrine. Think about it.”

"Ohhh .." His heavenly touch danced over beautifully sculpted flesh, their ample stature easily molding against his palms as Nicodemus explored the treasured bounty of her chest and these blood infused cherries which the Angel danced across, sending sublime shivers down her spine while faint whimpers permeated their lips. She was utterly sincere in her wish to never let this moment escape, to be with the man who conquered her body and heart in that hellish prison they finally managed to escape from without ever letting such pleasant delights slip away.

Flame cherished their closeness with that blessed warmth swirling around amidst her midriff, a sensation she'd hoped to succeed in granting them their wish for a child, even children depending on how fortunate they were though their odds remained fairly slim she trusted it could be done. For the moment she laid there and basked in their union, luscious crimson locks fanned out across the ground beneath her.

When their lips came undone ruby red eyes opened once more, looking straight into his as he went on to adress another matter which demanded their attention. She wound up silenced before getting an answer out, undoubtedly pressured by such rashness and yet the temptation to agree straight away had been greater than ever. It seemed to be the next logical step for the two of them, to unite eternally in the bond of marriage considering that attempting to have children of their own had been part of their future plans already.

She wanted to give in at once in spite of them not knowing each other for long and yet had not given more than a nod of acknowledgement. "I will take my time to think about it." It certainly lacked polished romance, especially out here in the wilderness, but thanks to what they've dealt with beforehand, the woman at his hands didn't mind. Flame had merely taken a moment to mull the thought of a divine entity bonding with anyone in such a fashion over in her mind since he might have fallen, but to think that he believed in such mortal traditions had been curious nevertheless.

But that aside, they did have responsibilities and as requested she refrained from answering him until the day they dealt with the witch and her allies once and for all. Instead Flame stirred slightly beneath him, hugging him closely as her lips fall to his ear. "Shall we stay like this a little while longer .. or are we short on time?" She whispered delicately, wondering what exactly he had been up to now and yet that question drilled its way into her consciousness.

A living Construct married to a fallen Angel, she doubted these were common occurrences, not even in this realm.

Such an occurrence had been unheard of, though she was rather unique as far as constructs went. A living feeling construct that had been so life like that on could easily be fooled. In fact few knew about it.

Now he must have seen the answer to his question flicker in her eyes and he smiled even though there was no answer that had come just then he knew, unless fortunes shifted one way or the other from now until then.

But to answer her question he had simply shook his head, his hips shifting, giving her another thrust. “Oh, you didn't think we would be finished so soon did you?” He smiled again though he undid the circle of her legs and slowly slipped out of her. Kneeling there for a moment he took his hands with his own assisting her up to a sitting position then turned her around to face away from him.

“Set your hands on that tree trunk.” He waited for her to comply before he uttered an enchantment generating a glue-like substance to rush over her hands securing her in position. She could feel his hardness press against an ass cheek, hands rounding her body to caress and squeeze those perfect mounds.

“Now, Flame, I think we have a little time to play. Tori and the Forgotten Four are still at odds, I have my sources, and we need not be so urgent. Would you wish to play?”

A sharp gasp escaped Flame once Nicodemus ushered his member along her passage only to claim it once more, a delightful bounce shooting through her ample breasts under the notion that the two of them were far from finished. She offered no resistance in spite of the fact that the longer they took, the more likely one of their travelling companions was to catch onto their previously hidden affection, but his movements about that shapely frame as he guided her into another position were more than enough to persuade her into not giving a damn.

She could feel a tingle of excitement rush through her pleasure hungry midriff as delicate hands settle on the nearest trunk in compliance, a brief incantation summoning forth a strange substance which pinned them to the spot. There was no fear in her radiant eyes when Flame glanced back at the man whose blinding need had been as evident as her own, the ruby twins folding shut beneath his divine touch as her motherly riches were explored yet again, coaxing a sweet moan from her trembling lips while his fingers dipped into that pillowy flesh, the excess bulging out mildly in their midst with every blessed squeeze.

In truth these makeshift restraints merely amplified her excitement, the fantasy of being bound to someone else's will in such a fashion that only they could grant her freedom once more never more enticing than now. His scalding ember brushed up against the admirable expanse of her luscious rump, giving her even more encouragement to enjoy their imminent union thoroughly.

"If you can manage to keep the noise to a minimum .. Ahhnn .. I .. I'm game .." He already managed to make her confess that getting caught didn't truly matter, but staying out of anyone's center of attention had been preferable nevertheless.

Nobody except him had to know about this in every little detail hence Flame wasted little time in manipulating his senses in the only way she could, calmly gyrating these full, round cheeks against whichever portion of his manhood found itself within reach. "What .. Ah .. what did you have in mind?"

“Oh, that will definitely fall on you,” he drew a hand back from her chest striking her rump with a slap though not one that was meant to inflict more than a stinging sensation. She was aware that he was much stronger than his frame portrayed after all and if he wished it was likely that he could hurt her fairly easily especially now with her being at his mercy.

She gyrated back against him and he allowed this for a moment delighting in the feel, allowing her to anticipate what was to come before he drew back just a bit. “I think I need to practice a few new skills I learned over the last century. Now that I am no longer Tori's thrall things will grow dull if I do not practice them regularly.”

Another spell, his right hand transformed so that he possessed claws that drew against her right ass cheek. He rubbed it and let it sink in as to what he meant first. The first cut did not take long. Just a nick of her ass cheek, a narrow straight cut that drew a little blood. His other hand used his fingers to play with a nipple and she would feel lips on her upper back. His clawed hand flipped aside some of her auburn hair and she soon realized that the other hand was clawed too as she would feel the occasional graze of those claws against her breast. Teeth lightly bit down against her exposed shoulder.

“Your blood is sweet, not that I am in the habit of drinking blood.”

Ample flesh rippled encouragingly under his unparalleled influence as a gasp of shock freed itself from her lips, these delightfully sculpted hips bucking forth below his sudden attention to their richness, a gesture which had been more than appreciated and yet Flame quickly recognized what he had meant by placing responsibility over noise on the voluptuous sorceress alone.

Masochistic tendencies had spiced up their lovemaking in the past and today was no exception although his pure strength as an Angel certainly enticed the woman at his hands in her current posture, the feeling of being dominated and fully under his control easily had the busty vixen in shivers of excitement. Nicodemus happened to be far stronger than any ordinary man and even then his slap had been little more than playful at best, leaving a delightfully stinging sensation she was going to cherish for several long moments to come before it finally faded into oblivion.

Ruby red eyes widened at the sight of his clawed hands, luring yet another stifled moan from lush lips as their ends punctured her silken skin. She wasn't immune to pain, but considering that a fair margin immediately bled over into pleasure, such injuries had proven themselves to be far more pleasant than anything else hence Flame endured with a blissed out expression on her features, eyes closing beneath the attention which begun swarming her neck.

She sought not to move as he bit down on her shoulder, shuddering in the aftermaths of having him feast on a droplet of crimson blood. It became hard to concentrate with claws stealing over her sensitive chest, the ample orb in his grasp tingling with delight as he traced over the rounded surface.

"A-are you enjoying it?" She wouldn't have thought of him poorly if he did, both of them were getting something out of it and Flame never thought of him as someone prone to indulge in such strange liquids from time to time. He was an Angel, after all, not a Demon.

Squirming mildly against his body upon her back, there was not a single shred of doubt that Flame was enjoying herself thus far. "Y-you're not .. Ahhnn .. going to stop already, are you?"

“Quite,” he answered her as his lips came away from her shoulder. There was a sweet taste to the blood that he drank though he was not a blood drinker and could only determine that it did not have a coppery taste. Perhaps if he were a Vampire or Ghoul he may have known what it was though it did not really matter even if it were poison (he was immune to it).

A claw lacerated the underside of a breast when she asked if he were stopping or not. This slash was a bit deeper though not life threatening. It produced more blood then anything else. He could and would heal her after all this but he was careful not to inflict too much damage to keep things rather light between them.

Another spell effect, a minor one that generated an arc of lightning from his index finger. It was an easy effect that was good in killing vermin or very weak creatures. By pressing his finger against her rump he discharged this energy straight into her jolting her in the process though only the area around his finger was slightly discolored and burned in the process.

“Oh, I'm not stopping. Not yet unless you want me too.” And with that he guided his meat to her backdoor already nice and slick from earlier. “Do you wish for me to stop?”

Another gash had been produced forth and promptly elicited another ecstatic moan from Flame whose curvy entirety slowly filled with that strange mixture of pain induced pleasure. Clawed hands swarm her phenomenal breasts while applying their teasing touch, the stinging sensation emanating from the wound in their midst fuelling her excitement even further although what happened next had been far more shocking in more ways than one.

Flame recoiled from the sudden surge of electricity flooding her ample bottom and squealed delightedly in spite of what his touch had left behind, a subtle burn which allowed for a continuous treat as long as the sensation did not die down. She bit down on her lower lip in an attempt to mask such pleased sounds nevertheless, but remained fully aware that at the very least Nicodemus would have heard them clearly.

If anything the wanton sorceress had been far more eager to commence than before as he brought his scepter against the puckered entrance to her bodily riches, causing Flame to cast the Angel a sultry gaze over her shoulder, shimmering ruby red eyes which blatantly begged for the attention only he could give.

"Please, don't stop .." She was wet with desire, her nether lips leaking the evidence of her arousal as the clear substance oozed along her full, athletic thighs, but few knew of her darker desire for receiving him anally. "I want it .. Please, give it to me .."

“I'm no masochist.” He grinned though before she might have figured that that pertained to her in some way he jolted her again. Obviously if he were inside her then he would have shocked himself though once he had done that he had to realign against her backdoor.

His finger moved away from her only to take small nicks out of the back of her leg just beneath the ass. He cut her paper thin thrice then smacked her ass with that hand.

“Very well, hold still.”

His hand wrapped within her red locks as he pressed into her backside with considerable effort. Tight walls surrounded him on all sides as he advance in he tugged her hair back as his other hand danced and teased against her skin.

He groaned out in approval then slid back before pressing back in a little firmer then last time, then firmer still with the next trust as he began to build up a tempo within her groaning out each time they were joined, fingers now pinching and rolling against a captured nipple.

“You feel as good as always.”

"Ahhnn .." Once more that pleasant shock returned and once more did his prospective betrothed respond with ravishing delight. She happened to be fond of such attention and he had become well aware of these darker temptations, not that Flame thought of him as a lowly sadist for quenching her thirst for the less gentle portions of their lovemaking although it did serve to excite the young sorceress beyond belief.

Tingling from head to toe with every incision, every sudden wound befalling her senses, there was only one thing she loved more and he was about to provide it as clawed fingers intertwine with lush crimson locks. In spite of profound efforts to make his initial thrust easier, Flame simply happened to be that tight as Nicodemus slithered beyond the relentless seal of her backdoor, constantly washing over him without mercy.

"Ah- Auugghh!" She had almost forgotten how good this had felt despite her adventures with Whitney and there was no denying that Nicodemus more than sufficed to elevate her spirits to the heights of passion. His pulsating manhood drilled deep into her body, allowing Flame to feel the heightened pressure bestowed unto her insides and the repeated pulse of his heart as blood pumped through that heavenly ember although she could not hold back an audible whimper as he returned a second time, firmer than the last thrust.

"Ohhh .. my God .. please .. more .." He stepped up the pace, sending bliss induced tremors throughout the voluptuous female whose large breasts swayed beneath the couple like a metronome attuned solely to their tempo, the bountiful flesh rippling with motion in the most delightful fashion, little more than eye candy at the time as Flame focused almost entirely on the moment at hand.

"Uhhhnnnn .." Flame folded around him in pure fondness for his motions and henceforth gripped him with that incredible tightness, his every descent turned and twisted into an onrush of downright blinding pleasure as blissful flesh contracted around him time and time again. In turn the busty scarlet beauty at his hands flushed back against his every thrust in an attempt to sheathe him fully within these confines of trained flesh, trying her best to draw him in as to have his pelvis collide with her own cushiony rump, to have the force of their union send ripples throughout her entirety.

"H-harder .. take me faster .. Ungh .. fu-fuck my ass .." She figured someone had heard them by now and had been less and less concerned with trying to behave as she asked him to partake of her blessings with far more enthusiasm than he already did. In the process her toes had curled up, truly cherishing every ounce of attention to the fullest. Delicate hands would have clenched into fists if they were permitted to move within that glue like substance as that sensual onslaught commenced, pillaging her every sense as her loins were set aflame with raw need.

Her hands could move. There had been some give in that sap that stretched like an elastic band so bunching her hands into fists had been possible.

Encouraged by her cries Nicodemus sped up as his tongue caressed her earlobe then slipped behind it as it wiggled against the bare flesh there.

“OH! Flame!” Had anyone heard them? Maybe. The field about them protected them from intrusion but their sounds could escape it. Should some check to see what was keeping them they might hear them prior to running into the field and surmise what was going on though of course could not prove it.

As always her backside was nice and tight. It was a struggle to press in though he was blessed with extraordinary strength and could manage just that as he plunged it. Each time he pressed against her rump he completed the thrust with a bit of a slap.

Then he pulled his head back, the hand gripping her hair moved to grab the back of her head then he brought her head forward to bring her brow against the tree trunk. He had been careful not to use too much force and to provide a sensation that would smart rather then hope to render her unconscious.

He was experimenting. Harder? Softer? Not at all? Humans were frailer than Angels and though he had been Tori's jailer and torturer for decades (though he had been in her thrall for over a century, that role wasn't always the one he had) he was still rather new to causing pain without causing real pain. The fact that he could heal even near fatal wounds let him experiment without much worry.

Hands bunched into fists only to relax, repeating a pattern as with every divine thrust Flame could feel her own limbs tense under the influence of that heaveny intrusion. Shuddering beneath him, her luscious endowments of sublime tit flesh stirred encouragingly throughout their passion ladened liaison, swaying back and forth in accordance to his heightened pace.

She utilised whichever measures of control these snug inner muscles allowed her to have, only to foist them upon his manhood in a perpetual collapse, a true blessing of her exquisite talents in the carnal realm of which he lacked an explaination for, but blissed out moans and whimpers escaped her all the same as their bodies clapped together. His force propelled Flame forward the slightest bit each time they collided, only for that voluptuous form to recoil and enhance the union of their hips by receiving his every inch wholeheartedly.

"Ahhnn! N-Nick .." But that blow was unexpected and sent the young woman into a drunken stupor, akin to what Flame had suffered throughout recent days whenever too many alcoholic delights settled upon her lips. A blessed squeal had been coaxed out of her lust riddled frame nevertheless, evidence that he was neither too rough nor did anything she disliked in her current state.

However, she was not completely out of it yet despite how ravishing a lover he had been. She felt stunned for a moment before regaining that sliver of control, trembling at the familiar sensation pulsing through her veins and yet something about it did not feel right at the time, not preferable.

In spite of infusing her with the same masochistic pleasures, Flame reluctantly shook her head from side to side while Nicodemus sent ripples of extraordinary bliss throughout the nubile sorceress, her reluctance not raised out of discomfort, but due to the fact that a great many other portions of her body had been far more suitable for such attention than her forehead. Possibly in the distant future she might bring it up again, if the two of them were to inhabit an actual home with her head lightly smacking into the wall or an ordinary bed post during their nightly adventures in the privacy of their bedchamber, but given their limited time together Flame sought to make the most of it and this, while blatantly enriching, wasn't quite befitting of the moment.

Was that discouraging of her to make such a statement? Possibly, but she'd rather have him experiment more as the pleasure built and built, slowly but surely amassing a force large enough to breach the floodgates once more before he committed his time to fruitless endeavors.

He had got the idea with the shake of her head and Flame felt his hand sweep through her hair. She was showing signs of no without vocally saying so though in these types of situations no could mean yes.

Yet, Nicodemus was good at reading people and situations and that simple act told him to back off for the time being at least. This did not deter him any though. He was getting no sense from her to stop and so he did not.

The hand that had been slapping her rump began to rub against her back. His claws leaving scratches against her before digging a little deeper and braking the flesh.

He dabbed a finger in some of her blood and suckled it from his finger as those sweet muscles continued to bombard her as that sap-like substance was dissolving. Her best guess was that the spell had been held together by concentration as it had not existed for too long.

“OH! FLAME!”

He nibbled her lower earlobe leaving impressions with his teeth as she could hear his groans rumbling out of him. “I'M CUMMING!” That delightful euphoric sensation almost there, his hips lunging forward quicker as his hand swept down from a lacerated breast to her clit rubbing it with a finger as he struggled to hold on long enough to get her to explode though since the first time he had been with her holding back with the sorceress had been quite difficult indeed.

"Mnnggh .. Yes .. please .. give me more!" Sharp claws sliced through silken skin like a hot knife through butter and the masochistic red head beneath him welcomed these motions warmly, slowly starting to shimmer in places whereby exotic beads up sweat began to form once their continued lovemaking inflamed more than her own arousal.

Flame inherited the chaotic element of fire thanks to her unique origins and yet Nicodemus turned out to be the one who kindled the slumbering embers at her core, steadily spreading that exuberant wildfire until it had become utterly irrepressible.

She shook rhythmically as that sudden onslaught began and the freshly impassioned Angel pistoned into his wanton lover, crushing every ounce of resistance her unmatched depths managed to conjure up while he slammed back into Flame time and time again. Uncontrollable shudders raced through the woman at his hands while passionate sounds of approval reach his ears at the apex of every piercing blow from his mighty lance.

His molten release immediately set off the buxom firecracker below with a bliss fuelled scream which punctured the far depths of the woods with ease, leaving not a shred of doubt in the back of her head that coupled with his announcement of imminent relief had been picked up by someone, anyone, but none of that truly mattered. Hot seed flowed deep into her backdoor while a surge of crystal clear nectar oozed from the slit of her body, leaving the luscious red head quivering in the wake of undiluted joy.

Any wound he inflicted stung mildly in the cooler air around them, but an ache had never felt nearly as enjoyable. It prolonged the profound pleasure washing over her every fibre in the sweetest fashion and kept a measure of her lust alive although given her limited experience with men, there was no denying that Flame felt somewhat weak in the knees after passing little more than round two.

Ruby red eyes glance at the man by her side, downright beaming at the Fallen Angel to have brought her a slice of paradise. "You're incredible .." She never thought any of his lovers could have emphasized on that sentiment enough. Flame shuddered ecstatically with every taken breath, irresistable warmth pulsating through her entirety while that round, substantial bottom nestled up against his pelvis and trained inner muscles greedily drain him of everything his member had left to produce forth in the aftermaths of their shared orgasmic height.