Feeling the smoothness of my head, I pitifully pouted, recalling my once fabulous hair, before Sitri got his hands upon me. It was so long, so majestic! My god, aside from my wings and, of course, my dick, Leonidas, they were my best trait! I mean bitches love hair! They love pulling it!
Resting Lazily over the balcony with the blazing sun over my head, piercing into my flesh, I moaned, as an Elven Massuse, around my cultivation stage slathered me in oil that smelt of spring. Carrying a crisp yet vibrant air, her fingers slowly touched over my temple in a fine, sensual manner.
Warm to the touch, the fair maidan beamed as her fingers slowly trailed to my neck, then arms, chest, and legs. She was blushing, and why wouldn't she. Leonidas was at attention. Standing proudly yet she was ignoring him. A proud warrior of Sparta; Who was capable of bringing any woman to her knees?
Slathering my heavenly body with more sweet oil till I was glistering like the health inspector, Her azure eyes became clouded with the devil's sin. I smiled over the balcony of our apartment.
"You should close your eyes," She suggested in a cute voice, with her cheeks burning.
My smile grew thin, ever since that day, a hundred years ago, when Arsene's plan killed Yael. The Seven Layers of Heaven had been in overdrive. His name was akin to speaking of Lucifer to an angel. A capital offense, I learned when I was but a child. Nevertheless, no one had ever mentioned angels were fucking radios!
Every time I closed my eyes, I would hear commands around the multiverse. I needed a break as there was no off button less I drive a spike through my head, making me a retard. Although that may not be a bad idea. I'm handsome enough to pull some woman as a half-wit.
"Lord Einar? You're so stressed," My Elvan Goddess whispered, with trembling lips that tugged at my heavenly soul.
Finding my smile once more, I chuckled, imagining my Massuse whipped in oil. There was just something appealing about oil, or was it lube on a woman—that sweet sparkle, that vibrance that shows case their skin.
"Shall I give you a happy ending?" She uttered in a high pitch tone full of embarrassment, yet before I could speak, the doors to the balcony shot open.
"Einar! Brother! Help me!" Arsene cried, on his knees crawling to me, with ashen cheeks. Petrified by the almost absent presence of life force around his body. His skin appeared to be withered like he was in the water too long, and a strange smell was on his flesh. It was a bit off-putting, and I dared not get too close.
"Asura," I hesitantly muttered, rising fully naked, his eyes suddenly turned wide in horror, when all of a sudden, his finger dug through the stone ceiling.
"No!!!! There has to be a safe word!" He desperately cried as something from the shadows of the door pulled him back in. Trying with his all, I turned and ignored this little mess. Those two are idiots. Then again, who knew those from the Abyss held such endurance. Lilith is eating him alive. Literally.
"Was that... Asura Bloodgrave? The sect has been looking for him and Lady Amilia for years! How?" She cried as I shrugged without care, glancing down at Sir Leonidas, who had lost his might. "Lord Einar, is that really him!"
"Who cares? Shall we continue?" I asked as she shook her head.
" it's been a hundred years! How can you say that? When a chosen goes missing, the sect goes crazy! Do you know the reward they are offering?" she argued, greedily staring in Arsene's direction.
Bolting leaving me littered in oil, I once more cursed Arsene for screwing me over once more. That bastard is going to be the death of me. Cleaning myself up in a flash of Angelic Essence, many had mistaken for the Power of Elysium, I swiftly wrapped myself in garments.
Racing down the stairs towards Arsene and Lilith's apartment. I banged upon the door, somewhat enraged. First, I have to hear about Arsene every day due to some stupid angel radio. Now he is getting more action than Eroma and me? Screw him! And her!
"Asura!" I barked, splintering part of the door, as I cried his name! "No more, you're done! You fucked with the wrong booty! Did you not see how fucking hot that Massuse was? Elven bitches are the best you know! They are just so connected to the Heavens. It makes the sex so much more intense! Do you know what it cost me!"
Tearing down the door to Arsene's apartment, my eyes stirred awake as I saw Lilith riding over Arsene like a wild, untamed lioness. Littered in sweat trailing down her naked body, sir Leonidas cramped! Bulging up like the hulk ready for war!
Holding Arsene tight till her finger found blood, Lilith's scarlet eyes bloomed with a passion clouded by a mist of lust that festered in the air. She glanced at me and smiled as Arsene's eyes grew wide.
"Shit! We need to fuck in the open more!" He cried out as Lilith screamed, raining a guiser over the lucky lad beneath her. "Einar, get out! We are busy!" He cried entirely different from how I just saw him! The power of booty is strong in this one.
"They are coming for you," I warned, as Lilith littered in sweat, licked her lips.
"Not before he plants his seed in me once more! I think we got time for a quickie, right?" She asked as if I were supposed to know.
Flipping her over on all four, Arsene ruthlessly clapped her ass that jiggled enough to freeze my soul. Only to notice the dark eyes smoldered with a foreboding glint, "Einar, get out." he coldly barked, as my skin began to crawl with at the cold killing intent brewing around Arsene. "I'm almost done. Save me later!" He coldly addressed as my eyes turned like stars as he waved his palm, causing a black mist to block my line of sight.
Taken back, I could only bitterly laugh. These two are about to be in prison, and all they can do is fuck? My god, I am sure they will be thrown in a dungeon. Guess there is no use hiding. This was their honeymoon, after all.
Shaking my head, I sighed, sensing a few heavenly Divine Senses beginning to fluctuate. Knowing I needed to leave, I shook my head, "I'll meet up with you two later. Let's hope lady Sera finally takes notice of the sole angel, not listening to orders."