Cocktoberfest: In Dreams by Sage Whistler
Sadly, its the last day of Cocktoberfest but I’m sure the goodies offered here can be enjoyed for days to come. As one of the closing guest posters I decided to submit a short little teaser I wrote some time ago. I thought it was fitting to post a story only a day or two after Halloween that involves a demon seducing a fallen angel. I hope you guys enjoy.
Find out what happens when the demon, Adormorn, visits a fallen angel named Nephi.
He came to Nephi in dreams, all scorching fire, and sizzling touches. Nephi twisted under the sheets, beads of sweat popping out all over his muscular body. Instinctively rolling onto his back gave room for his wings to burst forth. White as freshly fallen snow, they stretched wider than his Queen sized bed. Nephi’s plumage flapped ineffectually in the thick air of his bedroom.
He shivered, feeling a molten touch trace down his spine. He felt like his body was contained in a sleeve, a gossamer blanket of racing sensation he couldn’t throw off. Eyes still shut; Nephi threw back a head full of midnight tresses, the long column of his throat exposed. A hand circled his throat, resting firmly beneath his chin. The hot tip of a tongue danced from the corner of his mouth up to his ear and plunged inside.
“The fallen are always so sweet,” the voice crooned, the silken darkness making Nephi quake right down to his soul. This was temptation, this was damnation, and this was why he had fallen.
“Adormorn!” The name was wrung from him as silken heat tightened around both his nipples.
“Fuck yes.” The demon chuckled. “Pleasure is beautiful on you angel.”
Gritting his teeth, Nephi tried to fight the hold the demon had on him, but even his slumbering mind knew he was at his weakest when he was asleep. All his writhing served to do was rub his swollen cock against the bedding. Nephi gasped and cried out.
A warm calloused hand slid over the powerful definition of one flawless shoulder, over his chest, just missing the suckling mouth at his nipple, and down to the sweet curve of his quivering belly.
Nephi tried to lift his arms to grab the hand, though he knew it was useless. The hand was as real as fairy dust, as tangible as the notion of retrieving his honor back. Closing his eyes and bracing for the inevitable, it was a startled cry that pierced the night, as his cock was engulfed in sucking heat.
On instinct his entire body surged forward, balls threatening to spill their load as wet licks landed on the plum shaped head. He only just managed to hold off.
“Oh, that was close,” Adormorn observed with a soft chuckle. His fingertips stroked the cleft in Nephi’s chin. “Such iron will, beautiful one, but won’t you come for me?”
Nephi snarled, though it was ruined by a flinch, as the soft mouth surged down his cock, gobbling him to the root. “Fuck you!” Surprise. He’d learned a lot since his stay in the human world. Cursing was the least of his worries.
“Only if you come first.” The voice deepened, dropping into a smooth marmalade splendor that seeped into his skin, and battered at his defenses. “Offer me your innocence Nephi. I promise you it is safe in my keeping.” Wasn’t it just like a demon to whisper promises, to plead, and cajole until it destroyed him completely. Hadn’t the temptation of Adormorn’s body, unholy beautiful creature that he was, been what felled Nephi in the first place?
No, he wouldn’t defeat him again. Conniving Bastard. Hadn’t he grown wise to Adormorn’s tricks? Nephi shut his mind off to the demon, refusing to listen to what he had to say. He tried to center himself in calm, to shut down the needs and demands of his own body, reciting the Ten Commandments in his head. The fierce need to come, slowly unwound from his balls.
The demon chuckled. “Oh, no, Nephi. Come back to me.” Two tongues skated over his perineum and sac, attacking the nerve rich area with enthusiasm. The heat burst upon him anew, and when one tongue flickered dangerously close to the virgin, tightly clenched hole of his anus, Nephi knew he couldn’t contain it any longer.
Breath coming fast and heavy, it was all he could do to bite back a whimper. Gah, it was too much…too much.
The demon’s cajoling words poured back in his ears, the tender promises and wicked words causing his balls to pulse. “Give me your sweet cum beautiful one. Allow me to taste your essence. Spurt for me, and allow me to swallow your seed. You should see that pretty cock of yours, so hard…” A tongue passed over the head, flicked against his weeping slit. “pulsing with your need to come.” Two rhythmic sucks made Nephi cry out. Holding back actually hurt now, burned with a sweet insistent ache.
The demon’s tongue lapped over his lips, as if he was seeking to drink in his cry. He tried to turn his head, but the hand around his throat insisted. His lips were kissed—almost tenderly—his nose and eyes were met with soft lips.
Lies.
All lies to weaken his resolve.
Every muscle in Nephi’s body strained with effort, quivered like an arrow strung tightly in a bow.
Lips nibbled at his swollen balls, his hips rocked instinctively, urging the scorching tongues to pay them homage.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
The demon moaned as if he knew, as if the orgasm was not Nephi’s but his own.
“Oh, God!” The cum roared from his balls in a sweet blistering ache. Nephi’s eyes flew open as the first gush left his virgin slit, and his blue gaze clashed with familiar black orbs flecked with gold. Adormorn’s beautiful face stared back at him, real, cohesive. In his bed.
Nephi’s mouth had fallen open, a soundless, guttural cry whispering through the air as the greedy mouth around his cock pulled, sucking the seed out of him. Once, twice… endless.
Adormorn groaned, his black eyes flashed with pleasure and satisfaction.
Bastard.
It was Nephi’s last thought as darkness clouded his mind and swept him under; the pleasure releasing him at last.
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Intriguing – I feel for Nephi, and want to know more about him (and his situation) at the same time.
Beautiful picture of the fallen Angel. I love the excerpt and would definitely want to read more.
Carol L.
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I always wonder about stuff like this in the gym.. I have great form and I always pay extreme attention to all the exercises to make sure that (to the best of my knowledge) i am doing them to get the best final results.. im always afraid though that if i drop my weight a bit that i wont be able to eventually get my weight higher and or get bigger (since my body wont think the weight is to much and not seeing a need to grow??)