Temptation 18

 Elly reveled in the feel of Shota's strong arms as he carried her to bed. She told herself that he needed to be fed, after all, and since it was her responsibility she shouldn't shirk from it. Why not just enjoy the warmth and comfort of his body on top of hers?

He had told her he <i>loved</i> her, and he couldn't lie.

Shota slipped under her shirt to squeeze and rub her breasts in both hands, panting hotly in her mouth and groaning when she arched into the touch. He took this opportunity to get rid of her blouse and bra in several swift movements.

"You're absolutely delightful." She blushed and shook her head and he kissed her again, lingering on her lips to breathe, "Yes, mistress. You're beautiful. Feel my heart." He placed her hand on the left side of his chest and she sighed at the rapid beat. Shota chuckled wickedly and took her hand in his again, this time sliding it along his heavily muscled thigh. "Or you could feel my -"

"Ohmigod!" Her fingers twitched at the shape beneath her fingers.

"I won't hurt you," he husked solemnly, groaning as she traced the bulge in his fitting slacks.

"But - but you're <i>huge</i>!"

"Sex demon, remember?" Shota laughed a velvety soft laugh, kissing her lips so gently she swooned. "Don't mind that. I'm not nearly as large as I feel."

"But..."

"Mmn, I won't rush things. You'll be ready for me by the time we make love. Trust me, I want you to be wholly and completely satisfied and never in any pain. Reducing you to an absolute whimpering <i>mess</i> underneath my naked body is the end goal."

She squeaked faintly, quivering as he bent to wrap his lips around a nipple. He knew after only the slightest experimentation just how she wanted to be teased and touched, his instincts predatory in the way he went after her pleasure. She heard him sighing, too, and knew he was getting back what he needed. She plunged her hands into the soft wealth of his dark hair as he moved to trail kisses lower on her belly.

"Hey, guys, m'home!" The front door slammed with excessive force and Hizashi laughed sheepishly. "Whoopsie. I got a lotta bags."

Shota stiffened, and with a profoundly regretful look puffed away from her in the middle of kissing a tight line down her stomach. Elly nearly choked with disappointment and surprise. She'd wanted this, but was glad he had stopped before the angel noticed.

"I'll be taking a shower," he murmured, his words lingering in the air as the smoke dissipated.

"Els?" Hizashi called out a little louder from the hallway.

"Be right there!" Elly counted to fifty, stilling her breathing with a profound effort. She put her bra and top back on after she got to around twenty or so, and at the end was on her feet with her hair fixed and everything.

Hizashi was standing at the counter behind a huge pile of canvas bags. He had on a bright yellow t-shirt with a sunflower on it and faded jeans. His long, blond hair was pulled back into a bun and he looked so happy to see her that she felt a nauseating rush of guilt.

"You're off the crutches!" He squealed in delight, rushing up to her and catching her in a great big hug. "I bet you're happy, huh?"

"Yeah!"

"I bought you something," he said shyly, digging inside one of the bags. "It was either gonna be a celebration gift or a cheer up one!" He dug around some more and a relieved expression washed over his face as he pulled out a medium sized plush. "Here."

She took it from him, marveling at the fluffy fabric. It was an adorable coffee cup with a smiley face in the cream on top. The tag read, "<i>I love you a latte</i>".

"Ohhh, so cute." Elly was brought to near-tears at the gesture. Suddenly she remembered why she hadn't wanted to accept the incubus' offers in the first place. "I don't know how to thank you for - for everything. You're so sweet."

"Whoops. Hey, I didn't mean for you to cry." He bent and cupped the side of her cheek in one warm palm. "You wanna help me, we can put these away together." His face lit up when she laughed and sniffled, smiling.

"Okay!"

They stored everything away except the ingredients for that night's dinner. It was Shota's turn to cook and he strolled out of the back, freshly showered and dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and turtleneck, just as they finished.

"You guys can go relax," he said, waving them off as he perused the meat and vegetables laying beside the sink. "It'll take awhile to get this ready."

"I'm putting this on my bed," Elly announced happily, hugging the stuffed toy Hizashi bought her. He blushed as he watched her, then mumbled something about washing up and left.

"Go." Shota nudged her.

She jumped a little, startled. "Go... where? What?"

"He's in the bathroom. Go in the back like you said. I have a feeling he might decide to visit you."

The implication struck her hard. "But you're here." She coughed, embarrassed. "We just... and then, nothing, but now you'll be standing here cooking dinner and you expect me to..?"

"It's fine." He smiled kindly at her. "I know you're having trouble with your feelings for both of us. Perhaps you should talk to Hizashi again. And look -" He placed a hand on hers, staring into her eyes to make sure she knew he was serious. "Look, if he wants to do anything, go ahead. No guilt, okay? I feed off your pleasure, not this food, and he makes your heart race, too. He can be my cook if he wants until we're all ready to work another into the mix."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." He paused, his brows drawing together, and then sighed. "I'm also okay with him - or you -- never wanting to accept me into the equation. In case, you know, it comes up." It was her turn to frown but he shook his head and waved her off. "Go be with him. He's  ...inexperienced, but how bad could <i>anything</i> really be with an angel?"