The fall (open to one lady of lit)

OOC: looking for a descriptive female to play the role of the earthly seducer. A jealous angel is cast to earth. He resents humanity, but finds his own angel in time. I am looking to build tension, yet allow his dominate nature to overwhelm her. Tricky mix of building tension, while yielding to the master. Hope to eventually earn back his wings. She will be working at the gas station when he arrives. Maybe she helps him. Maybe she rouses his ire? PM me with opening post.




IC:

He burned. His every fiber molten steel searing throug him and into his bones as the ether rippled around him, zipping past as he was cast down. His jealousy had been potent and monstrous, but his ability small and pitiful when he had opposed his Master.

As he rolled through the ripped swirls of the nothingness between his eyes were blinded with a great light, and his ears deafened with a tremendous boom that ended with a pain that made his burning flesh a daydream. Then all was dark.


Lancelion slowly opened his eyes, bright twinkling stars above. As he rose to his feet he flexed his wings, and felt no response. Singed feathers lied all around him. He reached above his head and found nothing

He raised his head to the sky and elicited a string over other worldly curses before finally accepting his fate

He had fallen.

He looked about, realizing his lack of clothes, he made his way toward the lights of a small gas station standing out amongst the desert nothingness

Bump.

Olivia leaned on the counter. It was a slow night. It was always a slow night. This gas station was in a place where rarely people came to. There were others that were more convenient. This suited her well enough as there was studying that she needed to do.

She moved from side to side on her feet trying to ease her tired legs. Her white sneakers squeaked a little. She flicked the page and then highlighted a piece of text. She was well into her masters degree. Politics and economics. The idea of political budgets thrilled her like nothing else. She knew she was strange but she had worked hard to get here in her education.

This job was just to have extra money, to cover some bills. Her family had the money to cover her rent, her tuition but she knew she needed financial independence so here she was.

She rubbed a hand down her black legging clad thigh as she continued to highlight important things in the textbook.

Glancing up, Olivia was shocked to see someone in the parking lot. She hadn’t heard a car, didn’t see a car but there was definitely a figure out there. She straightened up and glanced at the camera. “What the-?” Was this person naked?

She froze, unsure what to do. Maybe they wouldn’t come in here and would be someone else’s problem.

He was a solid 6’3 and man was made in his image, but the angels were perfection where humanity was flawed.

His physique was perfection, firm hard muscles, well toned and strong, skin a smooth as silk shimmering in the sky light. He was endowed with a ‘lance’ of his own. Which swing from side to side as he strode across the parking lot, his black hair shimmering, and his light blue eyes so pale they almost glowed

He had done enough tours through earth to know how it worked. Angels were invisible and intangible on this plane. He guessed that even now his so called brothers likely flew around and mocked him. But he didn’t care.

He was here, and he was going to make Him understand his err

Naked, he strode into the store, lookin around he saw a girl behind the counter, and completely unashamed of his form, he stood before her. His eyes went over her face, recognizing their pleasing shape, but the rest was hidden behind the counter.

In a voice that was so deep it sounded like a bass drum growling he looked at her and said

“You will help me. You will get me some clothes. I must cover
Myself as is your custom” he told her, his tone assuming immediate compliance. He watched. His patience already limited.

It became very clear, very fast that the naked person- no man, definitely a man - was coming into the store. Olivia cursed herself for having not run and locked the door to stop him but it was too late now.

She stood up straight and stared as he walked in. Tall and chiseled. That was the best way she could describe the man before her. The counter helped to keep her distracted from his more intimate parts. It struck her that he didn’t look like the sort that should be naked in an area like this. He looked groomed. He obviously worked out. A prank of some kind. Or mugging… Though he didn’t look beat up at all.

Where he was big and strong she was small and curvy. An oval face with blue eyes, long dirty blonde hair in a messy bun on the top of her head. Slim arms, ample breasts that were contained in her uniform t-shirt. Narrow waist that leg to a nice soft hip. She had a classic shape that often caught an appreciative glance.

She looked at him, confused. Not that his voice didn’t strike a chord in her, because the slight shiver she felt said it most certainly did but it was his demand that caused the confusion. “Excuse me? I am sorry, we don’t sell clothes. You also don’t look like you have a wallet on you.”

He slammed his hand down on the counter, and the material almost exploded. His strength was apparently otherworldly still, and he looked at the damage he had done. He lifted his fist to his face, and so not a single mark on it. He had hardly felt a thing.

He looked back at the look of horror on her face as she had stumbled back against the wall. He chuckled at these puny things. He had made his kind perfect. He had decided to toy with flaws and weakness when He had made humans

He jumped over the counter in one graceful leap, standing in front of her. One strong hand shot out and grabbed her throat, presssong her hard against the wall

“You must understand slave” he said as he looked about, seeing she was right. There were no clothes. His eyes slid over her form, quite aware of her shape. It was one of the things he had developed a vice for. He had watched humans couple a million times, and the female form was so very……tempting. But what he was looking fir were clothes. There was no way her clothes would fit him.

He pulled her close, his grip on her neck easing, he had not meant to cut off her air

“Listen to me slave. You are taking me from this place and back to whatever hovel you live in. There you will answer every question I have. Do you understand!” He asked as he released her

Olivia cried out and backed up, pressing against the back shelves as she tried to get away from him. He had somehow smashed the counter. Her hands went up to protect herself from any debris.

He jumped over the counter and Olivia tried to scramble away but found herself trapped by the shelves that held the cigarettes, the counter and this maniac. She tried to scream as the hand took hold of her throat.

He is going to kill me! Her mind screamed as she flailed her legs. Her nails clawed at his wrist as he held her to the wall. He was unimaginably strong. She could barely focus on his words as she found her airway being up off. Her eyes bulged a little. There was nothing but fear in her expression. She tried to kick at him but the more she kicked the more her lungs began to burn from lack of air. Her vision was starting to go dark at the edges. She couldn’t even cry, she was too terrified.

The grip loosened enough that she could breathe but her body was still in terror mode. Her lungs hurt as she gasped and coughed. His face was close to hers now.

He wanted her to take him to her house. Olivia nodded. Eyes brimmed with tears. “I- need- my- keys- purse-” Her voice was low and raspy. She pointed to the door to the back storage where the employees kept their things.

He released her and Olivia stumbled, nodding. “I will go get my things.” She put a hand to her neck to rub where he had grabbed. Her eyes welled with tears. She made her way towards the door and prayed he did not follow. She planned to grab her stuff and run out the back door.

He watched her walk off, he could smell the fear pouring out of her pores, and the terror in her voice as she managed to pull herself together. He chuckled as he sensed the lie, rather the lack of true intention when she said she would get her keys.

This mortal needed to be taught a lesson. He eyes her form, watching her legs speed her towards the back, finding himself strangely looking at her ass, as though the way her round cheeks shifted and swelled with every stride called to him.

He saw her glance over her back as she reached the door, and as she pulled it open he dashed across the shore, moving faster than any human could, and as she opens the door, he forced her into the back room, closing the door behind him

“Did you really think I was gonna be left behind like that. Do you take me for an imbecile?” He asked as he stepped close
To her, towering over her, his loins brushed against her hips, he felt her form, and felt his body respond as his girth brushed against her.

“Maybe I should teach you that I am not to be disobeyed!” He growled down at her, as his eyes took in the shape of her face, his hand slid down to tilt her chin up to him. His other hand slid to her hips, pulling her close so she could not ignore his stiffening loins

Olivia tried to walk fast without letting on what she was planning. Her heart was pounding in her ears. Everything in her screamed to run. As she opened the door, the backroom and freedom in her sights she heard it...the noise of his strides.

She started to run but he grabbed her, forcing her into a room. Olivia screamed. "Please- don't- Please-" Her eyes filled with tears. He was so close, pressing against her. His growl made her shrink in his grasp. Olivia was very aware that he was becoming aroused. Her fear grew.

"Please, I just want to go home. Don't- don't do this." She tried to turn her head but the hand on her chin held her face in place. Olivia struggled as best she could but his grip was tight. His body was hard and pressed her into the wall.

He felt things his old body never had as he held her there. The feel of her body, was warm and soft. He found his attention shifting as the sensations coming from his loins began to become impossible to ignore. He found his eyes shifting from hers as he took I’m the generous curve of her breasts

He shook his head as her words sank in

“That’s funny. Me too” he told her as he leaned in closer, his hips seeming to push themselves into her of their own mind. That was when he realized his cock was stiffening. He had seen it happe. For humans, but it had been something denied the angels, why list never tempted them

But here….

His eyes shifted down to her bison again, the buttons of the shirt called to him

He shook his head again

“Take me out of here. Anymore attempts to flee and you will regret it” then he released her. And fought with himself as his body strobe to be satiated by hers

The body against hers was firm and she realized he was growing quite hard against her hip. She whimpered a little. In another time and place having a man who looked like this, naked and holding her to the wall would be something out of an erotic fantasy story but right now she was too afraid to find the eroticism in it.

When he let her go, Olivia gasped and shook. She nodded at his warning. "I need my purse and keys. I can't go anywhere without them." She pointed towards the door. "My car is behind the store."

She realized there was no point in locking up the front. She honestly didn't care if the place was robbed or set on fire. Right now, her only concern was this man.

Olivia moved slowly to the door of the room and then towards the lockers where she opened her and grabbed her things. She gestured to the door out of the building. She looked up and wondered if the security cameras worked or if they were just for show. "I can drive you wherever you want." In her nervousness she dropped her keys and bent to grab them. "Do you have a house or apartment?"

He listened as she spoke, his eyes locked on her, waiting fir another attempt at betrayal or escape. Something about the fear in her voice felt….satisfying to him. It was as though her subservience was made clear, and he was clearly her superior. Which of course was all self evident

But as she moved to her locker his Mind was drawn back to her shape. S
Suddenly she dropped her keys. As his eyes shifted down, watching her. He saw his erection for the first time

His member was long, thick, and veiny. The head swollen and smooth, this was what her form had done to him. He knew what mortals did, and his eye shifted to her. She looked up from where she knelt down to get her keys

His hand shot out and grabbed a fistful of her hair, he stepped closer to her, his cock inches from her face

“Relieve me of this aching distraction “ he told her as he pulled her face closer to his cock

“What do you mortals say?” He asked as he thought through his earlier times watching humans.

“Ah yes. Suck my cock”

Olivia cried out as he came closer. She went to move away but his strong hand was in her hair, gripping it. She dropped her keys and her purse now as she put her hands up as if to push him away. She made contact with his thighs but it felt like trying to move a wall.

She whimpered. His cock was impossibly hard and right in her face. She lifted her eyes up to look at him, pleading with him not to do this. "I don't- don't make me-" As she said it she licked her dry lips and swallowed. She did not realize how it would look to him as all she could think about was getting away.

His grip grew tighter in her hair as she put up her hands, catching his thighs. The sensation of her hands on his muscular legs sent tingles through his body. All these sensations were so much more intense then they had ever been as an angel

“Yes, but you didn’t listen. You did try to escape.” He said as he gazed down on her eyes

“You are going to help me, in any and every way. Right now I want This”, and he gestured at his erection, “taken care of. I want it gone. And I have seen what you mortal women do to make them go away. Now do as I say” he told her as he pulled her face closer to his cock, the feel of the swollen head running along her cheek as she turned away sent bolts of pleasure through his spine

“If you won’t, I know where I can stick it to do the job. And I can promise you we will both need clothes after that, because I will tear yours off you. The choice is yours mortal. Give me what I need, or I’ll take it”

Olivia looked up at him. There was no way out of this. She was either going to have to use her mouth or he would clearly fuck her. Of course she worried he might use her ass. Either way she didn't want him inside of her. She just wanted this over with.

With tears in her eyes, Olivia opened her mouth and carefully licked the engorged head of his cock. She was shocked by the taste, almost frowning but she did not waste time. If he wanted this gone then so be it. The faster she worked the sooner it was over. She could bite him but she had visions of him hitting her and that didn't end well in her mind.

Olivia closed her eyes and let her lips move over the head of his cock. Her hand began to stroke the. shaft, focusing near the base of his cock. She flicked her tongue along the underside and then took in more.

She tried to tune out where she was or who he was or what was happening and focused on taking his cock in and out in time with her hand.

The sensation was unbelievable. Never had his loins been so sensitive, previously as an angel he had no use of them. They were simply the outward expression of one half of the creator. But as a mortal they were essential.

He had never understood why humans had let their loins be the cause of so much misery, and for many, the very thing that led them to hell.

But now he did.

The soft feel of her lips, were enough to send bolts of pleasure straight to his spine. Then her hand closed around his thick veiny shaft and her mouth opened. Her hit tongue, was slick, her mouth was wet and she began to work his member in and out

His legs began to quiver as his entire body began to glow with an internal furnace, and tremble as bolts of pleasure shot through him.

Then he came

His head tipped back and cried out , making a sound never heard by human ears before, as the sensations overloaded him with pleasure. And his cock, like some sort of lightning rod, blasted his mind with bolts of ecstasy, just as his cock twitched, spewing hot holy cum directly into her mouth.

He almost fell as his legs trembled, his heart hammering in his chest, and breath coming ragged as his brain bathed in endorphins

It was difficult to get all of his cock in and frankly, Olivia was going for speed not skill. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes. If she could get him to cum them maybe, just maybe he would be too relaxed to care if she ran away. Just finish him off...let this be over

Her hand stroked him, running up and down on the shaft as her lips focused on the top.

She could feel the tell tale signs that he was close and said a small prayer of thanks that this would be over soon. Olivia frowned as he seemed to grow hotter in her hand. The warmth on her lips was almost distracting and she found herself choking as he began to let go in her mouth.

The noise he made was strange and hard on her ears but nothing prepared her for his semen. Instead of warm and slightly salty this was thick, hot and copious. Some dribbled out, down her chin as Olivia’s body fought the first jolt. Then, on instinct she swallowed. It was nothing like what she was used to. She could feel it moving down into her stomach as she swallowed, warming her. A strange feeling spread through her body like a calming warmth mixed with tiny pinpricks. It travelled all the way down her throat and into her stomach. She doubled over as she pulled away. Her breathing came in big, heaving gasps. Her hands went to her stomach as the feeling settled there.

On her tongue it was like the flavour of strawberries and champagne but even there was the sensation of thousands of tiny pin pricks.

Olivia tried to crawl away from him now. She did not understand what was happening.

He stumbled back, as his cock slid free from her mouth, crashing into the locker behind him as he did all he could to keep from falling to the floor

The mortal curled over, dropping to her knees as she began to crawl away.

He was about to grab her by the hair as his eyes settled on her ass, admiring the swell of each buttock as it stretched her jeans. He smiled, this time reaching down to grab her pants and pulled towards him, easily sliding her across the floor to him

He smiled as he gazed down at her ass, wondering at how that might feel, but his mind cleared and he reached down grabbing a fist full of hair he pulled her to him

“Now take me to your home” he said, glancing over at the door she had been heading toward, he noticed the open door of the locker he had crashed into, seing a long coat in the open locker

He released her and grabbed it, pulling it over his shoulder and covering his shoulders, he closed to to cover himself

“Now move” he told her as he heard another car pulling in up front

Now was her chance. She was gasping trying to push aside the reality of what had happened and focus on just getting away. Her tongue still tingled but Olivia desperately tried to ignore it as she crawled away. She heard the crash behind her and tried to move faster.

She was not prepared for how fast her recovered or moved. Olivia cried out as her waistband was grabbed and she was pulled backwards. He moved her as if she was nothing more than a feather to him. “No- please-” She tried to struggle but a large hand had her by the hair now.

Olivia was crying, tears rolling down her cheeks. There was no escaping him as he demanded she take him to her home. She thought to run as he donned the coat but knew in her heart it was futile. He was too fast, too strong. She wondered what he was on, some sort of steroid surely.

Dejected, Olivia found her keys and walked towards the back door. She too had heard the car out front. Customers were few and far between but perhaps this was her lucky day…

She looked back over her shoulder towards the door that led back out front. Would they see the carnage? The broken countertop, her cast aside books and merchandise? If she screamed would they hear her? Would they come and help?

Her chin trembled as she continued to walk towards the exit. She glanced down at her keys. Could she stab him with her keys and make a break for it? As Olivia licked her lips she realized she could still taste his semen, the odd flavour and even now the sensation lingered. She wanted to vomit at what she had done. What if he had a disease?

Still her feet carried her to the door and outside. The night air hit her and she inhaled, smelling the garbage. Meekly, she pointed to her car. Now she considered only unlocking her side but she imagined him breaking the window. He seemed crazy enough to do it.

Resigned now, Olivia unlocked the car and got in. Shaking hands put the key in the ignition.