The power rippled through Michael again, and he tensed. Ravenna was so close, so willing. He could feel the warmth of her body as she lay next to him, with his right thigh between her own. His gaze trailed along her, from her flushed, freckled cheeks, her neck that showed subtle marks from his kisses, pausing at her chest, before meeting her eyes again.
–Less able to resist the Sins…– He knew that included Lust, but didn't feel it was the power awakening in him that made him want Ravenna. –It's not lust when I've been in love with her for so long. And I made sure she was okay, she promised to tell me to stop if she is uncomfortable. That isn't sinning. That is love.–
Michael leaned back over Ravenna, capturing her lips with his own. He felt her wriggle beneath him for a moment, her hips moving in an intoxicating way, rubbing against his stiffness. He suppressed his moan, trying to focus on her. He left her lips, burying himself in her neck, feeling her long locks tickle his face. He took a deep breath, trying to prepare himself; –if this is when she is going to want to stop, it's going to be now.–
His hand left her shoulder, slowly trailing along her collarbone, his long fingers dragging downward to the hollow between her breasts. Michael felt her tense up, and then breathe out, as if she was forcing her anxieties aside. He gave her neck an encouraging nip, before pushing himself forward to take her lips captive. She opened her lips to his, her tongue dancing with his passionately. He continued moving his hand across her chest, tracing over the curves, rising over the swells. He ran his thumb over the sensitive bud, hearing her gasp as he moved across. The nightdress fabric did very little to hide her from him, and he gently caressed her over the dress, feeling her shift under him.
Another power surge crashed through him, and his body demanded more. –No, she is mine already, I need to make sure she is comfortable!– He warred with his thoughts and the power that continued to wash over him. Michael left her lips, settling his head on Ravenna's shoulder. He watched his fingers lazily flirt with the roundness of her breasts, seeing her chest heave as her breathing sped up. Her heart pounded in his ears, and he looked up to gauge her reaction as he reached for the strap of her nightdress. When she didn't hesitate, he propped himself onto his elbows, nudging it off her shoulder. Seeing that the strap would still be in his way, he easily broke it free from the garment, matching his work on the other side.
The nightdress altered to his liking, Michael shifted from his elbows, lying back next to the woman he loved. He nipped at her earlobe, tracing kisses along her jaw, placing a single kiss on the tip of her nose. "You're perfect, Ravenna." Her smile sent warmth throughout him, and settled back onto her shoulder. He cupped her soft breast in his hand, hearing her breath hitch made his stiff manhood throb almost painfully. Planting a kiss on her collarbone, he began a trail of kisses across her chest as his thumb brushed across her sensitive flesh over the thin fabric, before moving upward to slip beneath her nightdress. Michael heard a sharp inhale as his calloused thumb came in contact with the bud of her breast, and he met her inhale with a deep kiss.
Her back arched a little as his thumb and finger rolled her sensitive flesh between them, and her kisses became more passionate, more wanting. Michael gently tugged at the torn nightdress, baring her chest to him. Ravenna's entire body tensed, and he could sense her anxieties. Wanting her to feel less exposed, he grabbed his discarded shirt, draping it over her. "You're so beautiful." He watched her muscles relax slightly, as if the lack of exposure calmed her.
An intense rush of power coursed through his body, and Michael moaned low in his throat. –Less able to resist the Sins…– His body demanded more than his heart was willing to give, and Lucifer's warning echoed. His mind conflicted with itself; he knew she was anxious, but he was so infinite. He shoved the shirt aside, taking in her beauty. Perfectly round breasts, the pink buds that had hardened under his touch. "Michael?....Michael…I think…" Her words became a gasp as he lowered his head, trailing his tongue across her flesh. He licked the swell, flicked his tongue over the bud, before capturing it between his lips. Trapping her sensitive flesh, he lapped his tongue over the stiff bud, hearing her breathing become shudders and feeling her back arch beneath him.
"Michael, that's…Michael…please…I want to sto-…Michael!" Ravenna gathered up her strength and shoved back against his shoulders, breaking his hold on her. She wriggled from underneath him, pulling her nightdress over her bare skin. She stood from the bed, backing into the corner of the room. "Michael! You promised!" She crossed her arms across her chest to keep the nightdress in place, remembering that he had snapped the thin shoulder straps. Tears welled in her golden eyes, and she slid down the wall, curling her knees to her chest. "You promised…"
Michael sat up, seeing the woman he loved in the corner of her room, looking just like she had the day he had saved her from Peter. –Less able to resist the Sins…– Ravenna had trusted him. He covered his mouth with both his hands, realizing what he had done. Lucifer's warning wasn't just the Fallen man trying to control him – Lucifer was trying to protect him from himself. He jumped from the bed, kneeling next to Ravenna. "Ravenna, I'm, I'm…"
"Go away. You broke your promise."
"Can I explain?"
"No. Go back to Lucifer. I can't trust you tonight. Don't come back until you're done being "infinite", whatever that is. I don't want you around until you control yourself. You promised, and you still didn't stop. Don't come back until I know I can be safe with you." The tears began to crash from her eyes, and the words stabbed through him like a knife. "GO!"
"I'm so sorry, Ravenna. I'll come back when I'm someone you can be proud of." Michael hung his head, grabbed his shirt, and disappeared.