It was done. Everything had happened so fast… One minute we had been making dinner in the kitchen, spaghetti specifically.  And then mom… just collapsed. The doctors said it was a heart attack. She… she wasn't in the hospital for three hours when she… passed. They said there was nothing they could do. Nothing I could do. But sit with her, holding her hand until…

That was three days ago. And I just returned from the funeral. It was… painful to be honest, all those people, coming up to me to offer their condolences. And the only person who mattered was lying in a… a box. 

My eyes drifted towards the kitchen… but… I couldn't. Instead I headed upstairs, pulling the funeral suit off of myself as I went. It went into the laundry basket, and I collapsed face down onto my bed.

Alone for the first time since mom collapsed, I cried. I cried and cried and cried. I hadn't handled my father's death very well, it was only because mom had been strong enough that I made it through at all. What was I supposed to do now?

The short term answer was simple, cry myself to sleep. Long term? I don't know. She had life insurance, so money wouldn't be an issue short term. The landlady was understanding so as long as the rent was paid on time we... I could stay until the end of the lease.

I'm not sure at what point I went from crying to sleeping, but when I did I dreamt, for the first time in years. They were sad and bittersweet, memories of all the best times. But… At the end of each dream I was alone. Over and over the dreams repeated, robbing me of any semblance of rest as my subconscious continued to torture me. 

Until, a soft soothing voice crept into my dreams, "" it reassured me. And I believed it, tension flowing out of me. "". Her words coaxed me under, towards the deeper dreamless sleep I was used to. ""

I awoke to the soft sound of someone humming a hauntingly familiar tune. Despite the restless beginning, I felt surprisingly refreshed and relaxed. To the point Where in my half awake state, I didn't really question whose thighs I was laying on. Or who the fingers gently combing through my hair belonged to.

"Good morning Lee." A soft melodious voice greeted me.

"Oh, that explains it." I rolled over a little so I could look up and see whose lap I was in. "I'm still dreaming." Because 'woman of my dreams' was the only apt description of her. Ivory skinned, with inky black hair and amber eyes (as well as tits the size of her head) the ethereal beauty whose lap I was currently using as a pillow couldn't be real. 

"Silly Lee, of course I'm real."

"I might be tired but I know I didn't say that out loud."

"No. You didn't."

I sat bolt upright and scooted away from the stranger sitting on the edge of my bed. With distance I noticed a few details about her I missed when I was on her lap, namely the large black feathered wings jutting out of her lower back and the bone colored horns curling out of her dark hair, like some kind of crown or circlet. Finally, and most distractingly if I'm honest, her white dress was so short, that while she was sitting down I could see straight up it, to her matching white panties.

"I'm glad you like my outfit," She said, carefully adjusting the hem of her dress to show more skin, "I wore it just for you."

"Who are you? How did you get in my house? I know I locked the doors."

She smiled enigmatically at me, "You did indeed. I am called Rebeza."

"Then how the hell did you get inside?"

"Magic." She said simply her gentle smile never leaving her face.

"What do you…"

Before I could finish my sentence she reached out and grabbed my hand and we were gone.

For a fraction of a split second that felt like it extended forever we didn't exist. We never existed. Nothing ever existed, or would exist. Then it was over, and I collapsed. 

"Oh no." Rebeza crouched down next to me, once again allowing me to see up her skirt this close I could make out the faint outline of her lower regions. It was almost enough to distract me from the soul crushing feeling that nothing mattered. "I'm sorry I forgot that mortal minds have difficulty perceiving the Abyss. The feeling of emptiness should go away soon as your emotions fill the void a trip through The Abyss leaves."

"Ugh…" I groaned unable to form any intelligible sounds, let alone words.

"Of course…" she trailed off, a coy smirk on her lips, "there are ways to speed up the return of emotions." she traced her slim fingers down my chest, past my stomach, and under the waistband of my boxers. Her fingers wrapped around my morning wood and gave me an experimental stroke.

"Urg…" I tried to say something but nothing but pained noise came out.

"Oh, not bad. Not bad at all for a mortal." she hummed pleased about something as she continued to stroke me. "Above average, in all the important ways… of course," she hummed, "I'd expect no less from you." 

Damn, she was so close, leaning over me I could see her getting wet, slowly soaking through her panties as she stroked me. "Uh…"

"Hmm, I suppose it won't hurt to go a little further already." She licked her lips and crawled over me, first brushing my face with her impressive breasts, then pausing momentarily with her legs on each side of my face. "We could both use a taste of what's to… cum." I felt her free my shaft from my boxers before engulfing it with her mouth.

"Aaah…" I managed to moan in pleasure I had never had a blowjob before, so I'm unsure if she's just that good, or if blowjobs are even better then the guys would give them credit for. I couldn't see what she was doing. In fact the only thing I could see were her panties rapidly becoming transparent with her fluids. Which were starting to drip through the thin fabric and onto my face.

There was a wet pop as Rebeza pulled herself off my cock, "Mmm, I want to watch your face while you cum." she finished crawling over me, and knelt between my legs. This time when she swallowed my cock she kept eye contact with me, staring into my soul with her bright amber eyes. Watching her was incredibly erotic, the way her cheeks sucked in or her tongue poked out as she lapped at the underside of my shaft.  "Oh, I had an absolutely wicked idea." her smirk was less coy and more sultry, "I think you'll enjoy this." apparently she wasn't wearing any kind of bra under her dress, as all she had to do was reach in and pull her boobs out one at a time. Then she wrapped them around my dick and used them to stroke my shaft, while her tongue danced along the head.

"Gu… go… gonna cum!" 

"Thanks for the warning, Lee." she said before wrapping her lips around my head and sucking one last time. I came. I came and came and came some more. It was the largest orgasm I had ever had in my life. When I finally stopped she pulled off of my softening member with a wet slurp. Then she opened her mouth, showing me it was filled to the brim with my white cum. She closed her mouth and gulped noisily, before opening it again, revealing that yes, she did in fact swallow all of it.

"Oh?" she giggled, "Hard again already? I'll take care of that for you in… another way, once we finish our business."

"You… never told me what you wanted." 

"Oops. I got carried away. Again." She smiled at me, "It's in my nature after all. I am Rebeza The Archdemon of Corruption, Former Archangel of Life, and now a Fallen Angel." It could be worse, I thought, distantly. Angels fell for committing sins, right? I think I had a pretty good idea of what sin she had committed. "I've been looking for someone, someone special, for a  long time."

"And that's me?"

"Oh yes, I've been watching you for a long long time. You're simply perfect for what I want" 

"And, uh, what do you want?"

"A few things." She smiled, "A champion, an Emissary, a Husband." she purred, stroking my thigh and smiling.

"Why me?" I asked, desperately trying to not think about what marriage to her would be like, lest my small head decide it was accepting her offer before my large head could learn all the facts.

"I took one look at you and I knew I had found the one for me. Watching you for so long only proved my initial reaction correct."

"Um… why wait? Why now?"

A look of sorrow crossed her face, "I was going to wait until you were independent, and you could come away with me without raising too many eyebrows. But… my hand was forced when…"

"Oh."

"Yes… well…" her smile returned, but brittle and a little fake, "Now that it had happened, I couldn't leave you alone like that. So here we are. Earlier than I intended."

"So… do I get a say in this or did you basically kidnap me?"

She looked hurt at that, "Of course you have a choice! I would never take your free will away like that! If… If you really don't want me you'll wake up in your bed, thinking this was just a wet dream, and in a few months it'll have faded entirely." 

"And what would being your Champion entail? Or your Emissary? I can guess," I blushed "what being your husband involves."

"Mhm well, by being married to me you'll get a fragment of my power for yourself, it will help you ascend from mere mortality so you can stay by my side forever. The exact abilities you'll gain, well… that depends. There are ways to influence those things but…" She shrugged, "If you accept I will do my best to get you the most potent reagents for your transformation."

"Okay, that covers what I'll get, but what do I have to do as your emissary/champion?"

"Enact my will wherever I see fit."

"What, here? Is there like some kind of masquerade protecting mere mortals' minds from the horrors of magic?"

"A masquerade? No. But there is a veil that separates the world of mortals from the immortals. Mortals tend to … not notice supernatural activity thanks to it of course once you see through it there's no going back. Which is why I brought you here to my realm, so you can see me in all my glory with no danger of permanently altering your perception of reality."

"You mean your horns and wings?"

"Yes."

"But… I could see those in my room. Nothing changed when you brought me here." 

She blinked a few times, mouth part way open, staring at me in quiet surprise, "You can see the real me without being in my realm?"

"Um… ye…" I got cut off when she grabbed me and pulled me face first into her cleavage with a back breaking hug.

"Oh I'm so happy!" she squealed, "It's fate! It's Destiny! Our love will conquer everything that stands before it!"

"Can't… breathe… everything… growing….dark…" To be perfectly honest suffocating between her breasts wouldn't be a bad way to go…

Fortunately for me she let me go with a startled (and adorable) sound. "Oh no! Are you alright dear? I didn't mean to hurt you! I forgot that you were a normal mortal for a moment there." Something about her mannerisms was familiar but… I had more important things to think about.

"It's alright." I tried to reassure her. "If I accept your offer I won't have to worry about you hurting me when you hug me right?"

"It'll be the first thing that  gets 'fixed' by your ascension, yes."

"Good… one less thing to think about then."

"If? Think? Are you not going to accept?" Rebeza sounded hurt by my hesitancy.

"I… it's a big thing. A literally life changing one. Can I get some time to think about it before deciding? Maybe a week?" 

"I… yes… alright… yes you can, especially because you could already see my wings in the real world. But… I'm not sure you'll be able to forget me if you go and decide against accepting my offer."

"That's alright. Even if I decided against it, I wouldn't want to forget you."

She blushed heavily. "Well… Let me give you one more thing to remember me by." her white clothes disappeared into motes of light, leaving her completely and totally nude. My eyes were drawn down, past her impressive bust and down to an upside down heart shaped patch of hair over her clit,  and then further down to her dripping slit. "I promised I'd take care of your hard on." she cooed, pushing me flat on my back with one hand. "I'm going to give you a night you'll never forget. No matter how much magic is used on you." she rubbed herself across my shaft, smearing me with her lube, "I'm going to engrave this night into your soul."

I gulped nervously as she deftly slid my cock into her and…