Hizashi was so much more attentive after that day. Before it seemed he was afraid of stepping into the incubus's territory, but now he responded without thought, pulling her close and kissing her affectionately throughout the day and night.
A few nights after that, Elly was restless. Although more loving, Hizashi didn't sleep with her at night and she was having problems adapting to her new schedule. She kept getting up to go to the bathroom or get a drink, which wasn't anything like her usual sleep pattern. After the third time in as many hours, the angel surmised she wasn't able to sleep and slipped noiselessly out of his hammock in the corner of the living room.
"Hey." He tapped lightly on her door.
"Zashi?"
"Yeah." He opened it and padded over to the bed on bare feet. "Changing your schedule is hard, huh?"
Elly groaned. "<i>Yes</i>. I've slept days for so long that closing my eyes at night is almost impossible." She pulled back the covers in silent invitation, and he joined her.
"I can help." Hizashi snuggled close, nuzzling her cheek with his mustache. She giggled faintly, and he kissed her. "Get comfortable first."
She fussed about until she was spooned closely behind him, one of his arms draped across her middle. "Nmm."
"Good? Okay. Close your eyes, and listen." He breathed in slowly and started to sing.
Elly's heart at raced at first; he was serenading her! This was, hands down, the most romantic action anyone had displayed for her in her lifetime. And the <i>words</i>, oh, the words. He sang of love and of comfort, of holding her in his arms and always being there. After a few moments his soothing, melodic voice had its effect and she drifted off. He smiled and settled down to rest as well, his heart full with love at the fact that this was their first time sleeping together at night.
"Sleep well," he whispered, kissing her hair softly before closing his eyes.
Shota's eyes popped open as soon as the angel got up. He was also aware she wasn't sleeping well but had chosen to monitor it instead of interfere. As Hizashi crept down the hall he tossed on his side, a resigned sigh escaping him.
<i>Maybe I should have gone to help</i>.
He felt more relief than anything, however, when she dropped off to sleep.
Of course, a night together meant that there would be a morning, as well. When Elly woke to the sounds of birds chirping outside, she felt his arm still around her and a happiness she had never known. Hizashi sensed her mood, and, as he'd been laying there awake for a good fifteen minutes already, wrapped his other around her, bringing her close for a cuddle.
"Good morning, baby."
Elly yawned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Aww." She sighed, inhaling his sleepy scent. "I really, really <i>like</i> this. I had the best night's sleep I've had in ages."
"That makes me happy." He nuzzled her neck and she giggled.
"It makes you very happy, apparently."
"Nmm... wha? I'm affectionate. You know th - ohhh." He blushed. "That. It, uh, happens in the morning."
"I know, it's a normal thing. I'm just teasing." She kissed his reddened cheek. "Don't worry about it, sweetie."
Hizashi's hands wriggled around and slipped underneath her long shirt. "Okay... but only 'cause it looks like I'm not the only one who woke up like that." He rubbed a hardening nipple with a careful thumb and was rewarded with a sharp inhale of breath chased by a moan. "You know, we kind of rushed last time."
Elly squirmed a little as he lifted her shirt and started kissing up from mid-belly to her breasts. "Yeah."
"We don't have anywhere to go today." He kissed the nipple he'd been teasing and flicked his tongue out to lick. "We can really take our time," he hummed, sucking the nub between his soft, wet lips.
"Zashi!" She choked, grasping the back of his head to tug him eagerly forward. "Yes. Yes, I <i>like</i> that."
He rested his cheek there, toying with her other breast with his fingers until her hands caressed his neck and ran down his spine.
"Ooooh." Hizashi faltered, his warm breath ghosting over her skin and giving her goosebumps when she rubbed his rear, clad in his favorite soft boxer briefs. "And I like <i>that</i>."
"Oh?" She let her fingers wander ticklishly lower and to her gleeful surprise, he whimpered and spread his legs so she could have better access. She paused, then teased the damp bit of cloth stretched around his tightly drawn balls. So many magazines suggested this was the way to drive a man wild but she'd yet to see it ...until tonight.
The angel's body spasmed and he groaned. "Wh - what're you doing, love?"
"Don't know," Elly truthfully replied. "Just following your body language." She dipped lower and gently stroked his straining member, then slid back up.
The breath wheezed out of him and he saw stars. He wasn't sure what was going on because it felt good and sort of uncomfortable at the same time. He couldn't deny one thing, however.
"Don't stop," he sighed. "It's making me so hard for you!" She pulled the briefs off and palmed his length all at once, causing him to whine.
"Shhh." She laughed a little and pressed her lips to his.
"I'll be quiet," he whispered, smiling into the kiss. "First time everything was unexpected. This time I know it's so sweet."
Her heart fluttered at his choice of words. "Yes," she sighed, arching her back to meet him as he swelled further. "So sweet."
"Oh, baby," he whispered, shivering lightly all over. "Would you tell me? Please? That you want me?"
She caught his face in two hands and dragged him close for a kiss. "I want you, Zashi," she breathed into his mouth. "Want you to fill me up."
He closed his eyes in rapture. "It feels so wicked to ask for praise. I love hearing that you want me, though." This time was easier, though he still used one hand to check and guide himself. Once he was set he thrust slowly, moaning and biting his lip at the pleasure that caused such a crushing weight in his groin.
Elly moved her legs dreamily along his waist, whispering his name in sleepy rapture. "Zashi... yes. Oh, yes, dear."
They had pulled the bed away from the wall days ago, since that was the one the couch was placed against in the other room. Though they had done this and were both trying their best to be quiet, there was no way to stifle the sounds of the squeaking mattress or their heavy breathing.
Demons had very, very good ears.
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