Zeev POV
"It's alright Harlee." I said with a sigh as I sat back down. I pulled her into my lap and carefully tucked my wings back out of her grasp. I hadn't expected that moment of sudden release as she did something as simple as touch my wing. I needed to pull myself together.
"Can I just say it?" Harlee suddenly blurted. "No way!" I grimaced. "Did I literally just pleasure you by touching your wing? How did you not know you liked that? And why didn't you tell me?"
"You were also pressed along my body Harlee." I reminded her. "But think-how often do you think I pull out my wings for sex? Most humans aren't even aware Demons exist, and why would they ever think any of us would have wings?" I leaned around her and pulled a container of strawberries towards us.
"But what about yourself? Or others of your kind or?" Harlee asked.
"Again, Angels are sexless. My Demon Form has no sex. Only Corrupted and those that are born Demon have sexes. The Fallen and Angels create our own when we change Form. Like this." I changed my Form into the female version I favored. I hardly ever used this one, as I preferred the male version. Harlee's mouth fell open and the strawberry within it fell out. I caught it with a laugh.
"Woowwww." She gasped placing her hands on either side of my face. "You're so BEAUTIFUL!" She blushed suddenly. "But I prefer your other Form. I hope that doesn't offend you." She whispered.
"Why?" I asked, changing back to my male Form. She kissed me passionately.
"Because I prefer kissing this you." She murmured against my lips. My heart skipped a beat. I leaned my forehead against hers. She tasted of strawberries, it made her even more delicious, and I was hungry.
"I prefer this Form too. I just meant why would I be offended, silly girl. They're all just illusions I create anyway." I nudged her with my head slightly.
"Oh! Well, I just don't want you to think I don't accept you! If I had met your female Form first, I probably would have tried to be her friend, if I wasn't afraid she would reject me because she was so beautiful. But this is the version my body wants most." Harlee blushed.
"They're all me Harlee." I sighed.
"I know that-but, we all have preferences Mr. Wings." She giggled.
Harlee POV
"Oh my God! Are you blushing?! Zeev?!" I sat up straighter on his lap and clapped my hands on his cheeks again. "Oh my precious Demon baby." I said, kissing his blood red cheeks. "You are so pure. How can you be a pure Demon? You're a contradiction." I kissed his lips. "You're too good for this world, you innocent creature." I kissed his cheeks again and he snarled, suddenly pinning me to the ground.
"Innocent and pure? Where do you get such silly ideas Harlee?" Zeev snorted. "Should I show you how 'innocent' and 'pure' this Demon is? Because he is hungry and you are a delicious snack, all ripe for the taking."
"I'm still on my period." I reminded him and he snarled again.
"Doesn't matter to me. The smell of your blood calls to me even more strongly Harlee." Zeev growled. I looked at him curiously.
"So say I offered you blood.. How would you go about taking it?" I asked with interest.
"The easiest course would be to take from where you already are actively bleeding." Zeev's voice was rough as he eyed my waist. I blushed. "But you could always create a wound, however you choose, or I could create one for you." Zeev flashed a wicked grin. I shivered, but held out my arm.
"Well since I'm not really comfortable with my other options, and I know you're hungry-I give you permission to take some of my blood. Just not a lot, ok?" I offered. Zeev's eyes widened and then his wicked grin returned. He gripped my arm and lowered his head towards it. I flinched but didn't pull away. He kissed the inside of my wrist and then the crook of my elbow and bent my arm across my chest.
"Another time perhaps." He whispered softly.
"But Zeev! I thought you were hungry!" I protested.
"I can manage for now." Zeev responded and lay back again with his hands behind his head.
Zeev POV
Harlee curled up next to me with her head on my chest, trying to be careful of my wings. She popped another strawberry in her mouth and looked up at the stars.
"Woow! There are so many! They look like spilled glitter. It looks like you could just fall into them." She whispered.
"You probably could." I commented wryly.
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" She asked.
"Nothing." I ruffled her hair. "Eat, you need your energy too." She obediently popped another strawberry in her mouth. If you stared long enough you could see the world's gentle turn in the stars' movements. Harlee sighed.
"Thank you." She said softly, snuggling closer to me. I could feel her pulse beating through her body she was so close to me. Her scent was sweet and subtle. I wanted to bury my face in her hair and inhale it all. Her soft skin brushed mine and I wanted more of that too. It was safe to say I was addicted to her, but was that really all I was capable of? Were my emotions just hollow echoes?
"What are you thinking about?" Harlee laid a finger on my Mark suddenly and the electricity zapped me back to attention. "The wolf looks so sad and lonely again." The traced the finger along the Mark. I grabbed her hand. The energy coursing through the touch was enough to set my hunger and nerves on edge. I shivered.
"Harlee.. I.. " I shuddered and breathed deeply.
"My body, my soul, my heart, you own all of me now. Didn't you tell me something similar once?" Harlee asked quietly. "If I can't be there for my own Fallen, or feed my Demon when he's hungry, then what kind of Mistress am I?" Harlee looked at me with a gaze full of love and care. The look was so heartbreaking that I felt the answer in my own half of our shared soul. I gripped the back of her head and tugged her against my chest in a tight hug.
"For now, this is enough." I told her gently and we watched the stars gently wheel around the sky.
Harlee POV
When it started getting chilly, Zeev tucked my jacket around my shoulders, but I still shivered, so he pulled me onto his lap and tucked his wings around me, creating a mini shelter. His body heat quickly warmed the smaller space and I leaned forward to inhale the scent of him, while rubbing my face in the soft golden feathers. I felt him tremble slightly and I grinned, leaning back against him.
"Yeah, I'm definitely requesting to see these guys more often." I remarked, running a hand along his wing. He gripped me tight around the waist abruptly and I heard him inhale sharply. The sun interrupted me by sneaking over the horizon and I gasped, covering my mouth with both hands as the waterfall lit up like a glass prism. Zeev stood with me in his arms and walked us to the cliff's edge, sitting with his legs dangling over the edge and placing me on his lap again. I gripped his neck tightly as the height temporarily made me dizzy and terrified.
"I won't drop you." Zeev said softly, kissing my head. "Now, when the sun does clear the trees-look down." I battled my fear for control for a few minutes that felt like an eternity. I knew I was safe in Zeev's arms, but my self-preservation instincts were too strong, and there was nothing beneath me, except Zeev's lap. I gulped.
"Lord give me strength." I muttered to myself and Zeev looked at me with shock before bursting out in a loud, raucous laugh. I flung myself against him tightly and held on with all my strength.
"Don't shake so much-I might fall!" I squeaked, and Zeev answered by shaking his head, tears running from the corners of his eyes. He removed one hand from my back to wipe at his face and I squeaked again, tightening my legs as well as my arms this time to cling to him.
"Harlee. You know I would do nothing to bring you harm." Zeev spoke and with that, he simply flung his body off the cliff with me in his arms. I shrieked on the way down.