Til Death Do Us Part...NOT (Closed)

Unfortunately, this was not a Disney story where one single kiss would solve a problem and they could live happily ever after. Life, real life was not like that. They'd both been hurt and they both needed to figure out why, discuss things...like actually discuss things. This time, neither one of them could evade it. Damian couldn't run to work to escape from it and Angela couldn't just brush it away because they were trapped on an Island together.

One last shudder passed through Angela and she returned Damian's smile before turning her attention to the tiger that had previously attacked her. She nodded and bent down to help him carry the tiger back to the camp that he'd set up.

Angela silently promised herself she would be a little less stubborn though and a lot more cooperative. It would probably make things a little bit easier on the both of them. Of course, she couldn't help it if she was naturally a smart ass, but she would try.
 
Even as she shuddered, he smiled to her, he having helped her return the bra to it's place upon her chest, before he moved and together, they dragged the tiger. He had found a small place that was at the mouth of a deserted cave. He had already scouted it, it was a natural formation near the ocean, and had no animals living within it.

Even as they finally dropped the body, he smiled slightly to her, before he stretched his back slightly. " I'll go get some fire wood. If you will bend the metal into a pot, i'll carve up the tiger when I come back." He was a smart man, she had always known that... and VERY resourceful. That resourcefullness had lead to where he was today. He would have to work with her to figure out where things had gone wrong.

For now, he focused on trekking about to find some dead branches and twigs to use for fire wood, leaving her in the cave, it a rather safe place.
 
Once they dragged the heavy tiger back to a cave. Damian told her that he needed to gather firewood but would return and for her to bend some of the metal. She nodded in agreement. A few days ago, just to be a bitch she would've complained that since he'd been a boyscout he could easily do it himself but things were different now and she wanted to work things out.

Then again, a few days ago she probably wouldn't even have imagined being stuck on island with her ex-husband. Things had most definitely changed. For better or worse? She wasn't quite certain but she was hoping it was for the better. It was starting to look like for the better though.

"Alright." Angela said, turning her attention to the metal. She wasn't sure how to bend it into a pot. Angela grabbed the pieces of metal and began to bend them. She wasn't very artistic. A half an hour later, the metal that she had bent into a pot hadn't exactly turned out to be round. It was more like oval, sort of. She tilted her head. "Could be worse..." she murmured to herself "It could have holes.."
 
As long as it didn't have holes, he would be happy. Besides, she was working with light metal that wasn't the easiest to work with! He hadn't asked her to work the metal out of spite, but simply to save some time. Even as he spent a half hour getting some fire wood though he did eventually return.

" Looks good." He remarked about the pot as he set down the wood and kindling he had gotten. First he worked a small hole in the ground, making a circle of stones around it, before he set up the wood. Using the skills he had learned as a boy though, it took a few minutes, but soon a small fire was set up.

He took the extra metal and made a small holder, before he placed it over the fire and put the pot over that, he turning his attention to the tiger. He didn't really talk with her too much, needing to get the meat started, but he smiled. " Since we have fire we can boil the water and drink it, or use it for cooking." He remarked... though he'd still be happier if he found spring water... he was sure it was somewhere, after all the tiger would have needed to drink water to survive!
 
Not having heard Damian come in, she jumped slightly and then smiled. "Thanks." Angela blushed slightly and then wondered why the hell she was blushing. It was just a pot and he just said it looked good. God, she wasn't in college anymore. She sat the pot down and then sat down quietly as he made a circle with rocks.

It was quiet as he prepared the fire and concentrated on cooking the tiger. She'd never actually eaten a tiger before. She wondered what it would taste like. It really didn't matter though, did it? As long as they ate, that was what mattered most.

Catching his smile, she instantly returned it then went back to her own thoughts. Would they ever be rescued? Would they be stuck here? Would this be their new home? Would she ever see her parents again? Would--

" Since we have fire we can boil the water and drink it, or use it for cooking."


"Huh? Oh, um yeah. Whichever you think is best." She said, softly. She wasn't being snide about it. She was still distracted by her own thoughts.
 
He could tell she was distracted, and the truth was Damian was as well... he simply managed to 'hide' it better. As he cooked though he went out and got some of the water, first boiling it before he cooked up the tiger meat, he adding some cocunut juice along with a mango he had found before saving her.

All in all when it was done it smelled pretty good! He looked over to her though and smiled ever so slightly. " I am sure that we'll be found soon enough... the air company of the plane will have to search, and since there are quite a few islands around we will simply have to make a large bonfire and keep it going until we are rescued."

He motioned her over though and offered her a spoon he had also found. " Sorry, no forks or knives yet... i'll have to make some out of stone tommorow." He remarked easily as they would have to eat out of the pot... but the meat smelled good, along with the other ingrediants!
 
Angela gave him a smile of thanks as he said some words to calm her nerves. She was kind of scared that they wouldn't be found. He was right though, everything he said was absolutely right but most of all they needed to keep a calm head. It would do them no good if they freaked out. She wasn't freaking out anymore, but she wasn't concentrating and she needed to concentrate.

"You're right. I just...need to calm down." She flashed Damian her confident smile then said, "It smells delicious in here."

She stood up as he motioned her forward and took the spoon he offered her. "It's okay, it's not like I haven't eaten with a spoon before." She took a bite and moaned with pleasure. "Mmm, it's not bad. It tastes like beef, ya know except for the fact that i know that its not."

Oh god, Angela was rambling. That meant she was nervous and she was nervous because she didn't want to say something accidentally might upset him. Things were going so well for them in the last few hours and she didn't want to screw it up, like she always seemed to do!
 
He smiled slightly as she said that, he nodding to her. " I didn't have much to work with... but we'll just have to forage a bit more. I had someone to save when I had just found the mango." He remarked, meaning her of course. Even as he looked over to her though, he smiled as he took his own spoon and tried it out... he nodding.

" It does taste alot like beef." He remarked, though smirked. " Beef that tried to maul you to death." He remarked. Even as he turned his attention from her though he had noticed she was rambling, he not knowing why she was nervous.

" We should probably work on not being overtly nervous with one another... there's some things we will need to talk over... but for now, we have a warm meal, we're both alive... let's celebrate that." He remarked, trying to stay upbeat.

She knew he was thinking things over though... what if she was re-thinking what had happened... what if she didn't want what had happened between them to happen again. He was finding it hard to trust himself... and it had nothing to do with her. He had fucked up their marriage by not committing... would being commital 'fix things'?
 
"Well, you worked with what you had and you did really good." She smiled briefly at him. She glanced at him as he agreed that it did taste alot like beef then cracked a joke about it being beef that tried to maul you and Angela giggled before taking another bite of her beef mango coconut flavored tiger.

He remarked about them needing to relax around each other again and that they would eventually need to talk things out. He was very optimistic though mentioning that they should be happy that they were alive and had something to eat.

"Oh I am!" She said. Besides, she was thankful. Angela could've been stuck on an island with some guy who knew nothing about nature and was more girly than she was. How horrible would that be.

Angela glanced over at him as they ate and could see that thoughtful look on his face. He was thinking about things. She wondered what though? Angela didn't want to push, figuring that when he wanted to talk he would. After a few more bites, she set her spoon down on a rock. "I'm finished." She said, softly. "Damian?" She was silent for a minute. "I know I haven't been exactly...the best company during this first half of this trip but, thank you for--for everything. I--I mean it and what you asked earlier, I don't hate you."

Angela felt she owed him at least, that much.
 
Damian smiled slightly though nodded to her as she said that she was thankful. He wasn't an asshole, he didn't rub that he knew more then her in her face... he wasn't that immature. Instead he simply chuckled to himself. " At least you didn't get stuck with a gay man.. I find those people don't know much about roughing it."

Even as she said that she was finished though he nodded, and finished what was in the pot. As she said that he simply shrugged. " We've both said and done things to hurt one another in the past... i'm sure we will say things that hurt one another in the future. I just hope that we can work things out." He admitted with a smile.

" I meant what I said as well... I don't hate you, and you ARE a beautiful woman." He picked up the pot though once it had cooled though. " I should go wash this out... when I come back, I think we should continue what we started earlier." He remarked with an appreciative look of her body, making it clear he meant continuing that.
 
Angela giggled at his comment about being stuck here with a gay guy. That would have definitely have been worse. He was right, they didn't know much about roughing it, unless it was roughing it in a designer store or something. She should know, she had plenty of gay friends.

Angela smiled at his compliment, then blushed as he mentioned that they should continue where they left off while giving her a once over. She smiled and nodded, "I can't wait." She said, her voice lowered to a seductive tone before he went to go clean the pot.

Angela ran her fingers through her hair self consciously. What she wouldn't give for a mirror right about now. Her hair wasn't as tangled as she thought it was. It wasn't smooth, but it wasn't completely, matted. She wasn't vain but she wanted to look somewhat sexy when Damian returned.

After all, this would be the first time they'd had sex since..well, before the divorce.
 
He took the pot with him and headed out to the edge of the ocean. Squatting down he washed out the pot by hand, his eyes looking out over the horizon. For a moment he did wonder when they might be rescued, but then he put it out of his mind. He didn't want to worry too much about it, otherwise he might just freak out.

Rather he thought on her, before he got up and turning he headed back to the cave, a sigh escaping his lips. He wasn't sure how things would work out, but he wasn't going to rush it. Rather he smirked to himself and decided to be sneaky... he moving as quietly as he could.

He didn't used to be playful, too busy with work... but now... he WAS a different man... he wanted to enjoy life! Especially if he was going to 'win her back'... he didn't know why he wanted her, but he did... he loved her... she was his Angela as far as he was concerned.
 
Angela played with her hair a few times. It was really hard to do that without some sort of reflection though. She was starting to wish she'd gone to wash out the pot but then, with her luck another animal would've found her and tried to make her it's dinner. She disheveled her hair and figured maybe it looked like that freshly just got out bed 'sexy' look.

Hair fixed? Check.

She looked down at her clothes. Now, she had no lingerie and all of her clean underwear had been in her suitcase she'd have to make due. Her skirt was already ripped which gave her that primal sexy look so that didn't need to be changed and her top had already been discarded and was lying around there somewhere. She didn't remember where she put it after her earlier argument with Damian. So she just had her pink bra on.

Sexy clothes? Check.

Now, she had no makeup whatsoever. So she remembered what the historian girls in the romance novels did when there was no makeup invented and pinched her cheek. At least she could look like she had blush on. Thank god, for romance novels! Now all she needed was her Damian. Her Damian? Wow, that had a nice ring to it. She had forgotten what that had sounded like.
 
Damian crouched by the cave's entrance and noticed that she was playing around with her hair. While in his anger he had said that she WAS shallow... well he didn't truly believe that. She had her moments... but didn't everyone? He smiled as he watched her, though finally, he decided to fore go the sneaking up on her, and rather stood up and walked back into the cave.

" There we go, all clean." He remarked as he set the pot down by the fire, before he looked to her. She wasn't all prim and proper... but Damian found that he liked this look to her! Even as he smiled to her though he could not help but sigh as he watched her, and within only a few moments he could not help but smirk as he looked to her.

" Now then..." He mused as he went to her, a smirk on his face. " You have that gilligans island type look to you... I like it." His strong arms went around her, this time they face to face as he leant down and kissed her deeply, not hesitant at all!
 
Angela turned as Damian walked back in the cave with the pot. They stared at each other for a moment, seemingly waiting for one of them to make the first move. Damian smiled and she smiled back. Finally, he walked closer to her and then she walked towards him. As she looked at him, she noticed a little hint of a beard beginning to grow.

It looked incredibly sexy, not that he wasn't sexy clean shaven but this looked raw.

" You have that gilligans island type look to you... I like it."

"Yeah?" She whispered, right before he kissed her "I like the unshaven look on you. It's sexy...er"

As he kissed her, Angela couldn't help but respond to the kiss, their lips melded into one anothers and she moaned into it. Her tongue caressing every inch of his mouth as she leaned her body against his.
 
He had shaved before the flight, but she knew that he 'grew a beard' fast, hence the unshaven look. Even as he looked to her as she asked that, he nodded, though as she said that she liked the unshaven look he could not help but smile. He'd have to remember that for the future!

Even as he took the initiative, his arms wrapped around her, holding onto her before he was cupping her ass, pulling her hips flush to his, his cock springing to life. Even as he ground himself against her though his hands strongly squeezed and rubbed her ass, his cock pulsing even as he took in the delights of her kisses.

He had definatly missed her... there was no denying it at all!
 
Angela smiled into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around her. She whimpered softly as he ground himself against her and squeezed her ass then rubbed it. She could feel his cock twitch beneath her and her hands roamed down his chest. Her hands slid further down, over his abs and then played with the hem of his black boxers.

She pulled away from the kiss briefly and grinned at him, "I never did get to thank you properly for saving me from that tiger today." she said, her voice full of raw lust. She nibbled on neck then his ear waiting for his response. "Plus, I do believe there was a toll that I needed to ..."

Her hands strayed from the hem of his boxers to inside of his boxers, lightly tracing over the length of his cock. "pay." she said as she flicked her thumb over the head.
 
He himself smiled as she as she whimpered, her little whimpers never did fail to turn him on, and even as she let her hands roam, he looked to her as she pulled away curiously, meeting her grin with a smile of his own. He didn't really know why she had broken the kiss.. he did know he liked the feel of her hands on his flesh, though even as she said that he smirked.

" Your right.. there was a toll to pay." He growled slightly, the sound was primal, lustful indeed, and even as her hand moved within his boxers, he gave a soft gasp as her thumb flicked over the wide and hard mushroom shaped head of his cock. He released her with his hands though and looked to her with a smile.

" Feel free... to thank me, just know i'm going to pound you hard and deep when your done." He remarked promisingly... he had always been soft, or distracted when they had had sex... so this primal side of Damian was new, though he hoped, exciting to her! He was as thick and long as ever, his cock a gorgeous eight inches and three inches thick... he never HAD ceased to make her body squeal with pleasure when he fucked her!
 
Angela shivered at his primal, lustful growl then slowly began trailing kisses down his chest as her thumb teased the head of his cock. While Damian may have been soft or distracted in bed, Angela had always managed to be a tigress when it came to bed sport. She was able to show that she still had this skill when instead of using her hands to pull his boxers down, she used only her teeth.

Slowly, as she pulled his black silk boxers down using her teeth, it lightly brushed over the foreskin of his length. Once his boxers had dropped down to the ground, Angela slowly trailed her tongue slowly up and down his cock and playfully licked at his balls switching back and forth from his length to his balls.

Her tongue swirled around his balls and then she dragged her tongue back up and swirled her tongue around the head, finally taking a little of it in her mouth. She moaned against it and inched forward a little more, then pulled back enjoying the taste of his eight inch cock.
 
He liked the look of her as she shivered, and even as he watched her moving to kneel, he groaned out softly as she used her teeth to drag the silken underwear down his body. Finally his cock sprang out, almost smacking her in the face, and even as he looked to her he could not help but smile as he heard and felt her moan.

He simply moved a hand and tangled it into her hair as he grinned ever so easily. " That's... it... suck that cock." He growled, he actually 'making her' by pressing her head forwards, his hand 'making her' suck more and more of that cock into her lusty little mouth!
 
His words only inspired her even more so, not to mention his palm pushing her head forward on his cock. She groaned along it, taking in more of his cock. She pushed her head further down, taking in more and more. then pulled back after having taken 4 inches. IT wasn't that she couldn't take all of his cock. She'd done it before. Angela just liked to take her time.

The orgasm was always that much better. She slid her mouth down down his cock once more a little bit further than she had last time and this time used her hands to play with his balls, rolling them around her hands. Angela held herself on his cock for a moment, her throat constricting around it after taking 6 inches then pulled back.

His cock was becoming drenched in her saliva.
 
Damian looked to her with a knowing smile... knowing she was 'doing this' on purpose, he didn't mind... not in the least. It had been some time since he had enjoyed her mouth... and besides him thinking that she had the mouth of a bitch, he also, very deeply rooted within himself, felt that she was the best little cock sucker in the world.

Even as she took more though he gasped out, his eyes closing a moment, though he grunted as her hands touched his shaven yet roughening balls, his cock pulsing within her mouth. " Oh fuck me you little cock sucker." He hissed, his eyes watching her intently then, not wanting to miss one moment of this pleasure.

He finally dragged her up off his cock though and pulled her up by her hair... it was a primal move, but quite appropriate for this situation, and holding that hair of hers he kissed her hard, his tongue pushing into her mouth without asking but rather 'taking' what he considered still his. He knew that there was more to life then sex, but right then, he was rather enjoying the raw masculinity of holding a woman by the hair and claiming her mouth as his!
 
" Oh fuck me you little cock sucker." Her eyes glinted mischievously at his words as she took more and more into her mouth, until all of it had filled her mouth completely. Angela made gurgling sounds for a moment as she continued playing with his roughly shaven balls gently squeezing them before he pulled his cock out of her mouth and grabbed her up pulling her upwards.

She gasped which was taken in by the primal kiss Damian gave her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. His actions caused her to moan with pleasure as return the kiss with equal passion, driving her own tongue in his mouth attempting to caress every inch of his mouth as she could with her tongue.

It had been awhile since she'd seen this side of Damian, not since college actually. Angela enjoyed it very much, in fact it turned her on. Yes, there was more to life than sex but she didn't like to think their relationship had been based on sex alone. It just happened to be the icing on the cake.
 
When they had first met it hadn't been based hardly on sex at all. Rather, he had done a very 'nice' job of making sure to charm her, though as they had started to get serious, that had been how he had come to 'start the shit train' by saying he wouldn't take a relationship over work until he had reached partner.

Yet now, it didn't matter right now. Even as he kissed her right back he groaned as their tongue duelled, he trying to 'push hers down' while she tried to 'keep up'.

Even as she held onto him his one hand held her hair, as his other moved down, he undoing her skirt before he shoved it off... and even as he did he reached around and grabbed her ass firmly, pulling her right against him as he ground his steel hard cock against her panty clad pussy... she knowing if she hadn't been wearing those he'd be inside her already!
 
All thoughts of the past at the moment fled from Angela's mind as she was pulled more and more into the kiss. Their tongues 'battled' for dominance though it was clear that Damian would win that battle while never releasing her hair. She whimpered into the kiss, enjoying the feel of his tongue pushing down on her own tongue.

She felt his free hand undo her skirt and push it down. As Damian pressed his cock along her panty clad pussy, it caught her by surprise making her moan and accidently nip at his lip, but not too hard.
 
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