fluff smut

	As morning dawned, Lauren felt uncertainty seep into her mind.  She hadn’t dreamed, she had just been floating on a sea of blissful silence all night, but with the sun came doubt.  She had her suspicions.  The wonder of the previous night had been so sweet, so unexpected, that it was at least possible it had all been fantasy.

	The bed didn’t feel like hers, though.  She steeled herself for disappointment and slowly opened her eyes.

	Lauren saw a strange bedroom, bedecked in odd finery.  She saw a small bathtub in one corner by itself, and a spiral staircase in another, leading up and down.  Her heart picked up as she saw her clothes draped or flung over a chair by the door, and those of a person she didn’t recognize beside them.  She dared to roll over.

	Beside her, she saw a tall, muscled, shorthaired man, with wings made of gold and light, propped up on a lumpen cushion, reading something.  He noticed her movement and smiled.  “Oh, good morning,” he said warmly.  “How did you sleep?”

	Lauren licked her lips and slowly slid upright on the bed.  “…Very well.  Thanks… Axio.”  It had all been real.  She had slept with the hero of the city, the angel-made-flesh of the Church of Innocence.  “I thought I was somewhere else for a moment.”

	He cocked his head.  “I beg your pardon?”

	“I… never mind.”  She blushed from crown to tail as she suddenly realized how naked she was.  “Oh!  Oh, uh, I… there,” she said.  She scrambled from bed, having spotted her smallclothes in the corner.

	“Is something wrong?” he asked from behind her.

	“Er… no, I’m fine,” she said with distinct embarrassment in her voice.  “I’m alright.”

	Axio sat up higher on the bed, and his phantasmal wings flickered more solid.  “Lauren?”

	She flinched as she closed her fingers around her clothing.  “I’m… self-conscious.”

	“I recall no such thing,” he said with a chuckle.  “You’re a beautiful lady, too.”

	She felt something warm and cozy in her tummy at that.  That remark, coming from him… “Uh… thanks,” she said sheepishly as she pulled her smallclothes from the pile and sat on the edge of the bed.  She jolted as she felt his hand on her shoulder.

	“Are you sure you’re alright?” he pressed.  Lauren hesitated.

	“I’m… fine,” she said.  She started to tie her garments back on, and then paused when she saw the inquisitive look on his face.  “I’m… sorry.  I just panicked.”

	Axio recoiled slightly.  “Panicked?” he asked.  “Are you late for something?”

	“Well, no… you took care of that,” she joked feebly.  His magic had ensured their lovemaking would yield no offspring, thankfully.

	He chuckled.  “Then relax.  Stay a while.  It’s early, it’s the end of the tenday… enjoy a lazy morning.”  He settled back against the cushion, and his wings flickered back to insubstantiality.  He patted the bare sheets beside himself invitingly.

	Self-conscious though she may have been, Lauren was not so displeased with the state of herself that should refuse cuddles with an angel.  She started to lie down, and then paused as he ran one big hand up her back, dislodging her freshly retied smallclothes.  “Unless you’re more comfortable otherwise,” he teased gently.

	No, actually, she never wanted him to stop, but she just shrugged as it if made no difference, and settled down on his flank.  She draped one arm over his chest and hugged herself up to him, resting her head on his shoulder.  “Thanks.”

	He set his own hand down on her bottom, and Lauren licked her lips again as she recalled the previous night’s acts.  She had tried so hard to be coy without being uninviting at the gala, and he had melted through her act with kind words and a few subtle caresses.  Before she had quite known what was going on, he was holding her by the hips and dancing with her… then again, later, with so much less fabric in the way…

	She noticed her blush, but he didn’t seem to.  He just half-closed his eyes and held her.  He reached his other hand up to rest on top of hers, and she felt her own eyes drift shut.  “That was a lovely night,” he murmured.

	“Yeah,” she said dreamily.  “It feels like a fantasy.”

	He smiled and closed his eyes fully.  She felt his upper body relax, his head sank back on top of the odd cushion.  “Doesn’t it?”

	“You too?” Lauren giggled.  “I’m surprised.”

	“Why would you be?” Axio asked.  He leaned over and kissed her temple.  Her blush could have lit the room.  “Gods like to dream, too.”

	Lauren buried her face in his shoulder.  After a moment, she sat up beside him.  “So… are you really a god, then?”

	Axio shrugged.  The stream of gold, silver, and red light from the thin strips of feathers on his back flexed a bit.  “I will be, soon.  It’s not as much fun as it sounds.”  He reached over and took her hand, and just like before, she felt her back muscles unclench as his warmth flowed into her.  “I mean, I get to watch that,” he said playfully.  “That’s nice.”

	She took a long breath as the sensation of comfort and heat from his touch spread through her body.  “So… mm.  That’s you?”

	“Yes.”  He sat up and scooted over behind her, then took her other hand with his.  She made a very soft noise.  “This is the first time I’ve opened up to somebody outside my family since my ascension began,” he said.  “I suppose I should worry about being so open, but… what can I say?  I like you.”

	“I… mmmm… I like you, sir,” Lauren said lightly.  She took her hands back, and the sensation lingered for a moment.  “You… I have to ask,” she said.  “Why did you come over?”

	He shrugged again.  “I… saw you.  I had to speak to you.”

	She covered her cheeks and looked down at her leg.  “Oh, come on.”

	“I mean it.”  Axio knee-walked over to her and slid his arms under hers, then playfully tilted his head down and nibbled the helix of her ear.  She squeaked, and it turned into a sigh of pleasure as his hands traced a little pattern over her stomach.  “I had to learn who this lovely lass I had never met was.”

	“Mmm…”

	“I’m really leaning into it, I know,” Axio admitted.  “But you captivated me.”

	Lauren’s hands fell from her cheeks to her stomach, and he squeezed them again.  “Ngkh…”

	Axio’s member firmed up as he felt the top of the little triangle of fuzz over her womanhood.  “You were emphatic, last night, by the way,”

	“Huh?  About what?” she mumbled.

	“Well… you were on the bottom, and you had your hands around my shoulders,” Axio murmured in her ears.  Lauren instantly felt a hot jolt inside her as one big hand started creeping up towards her breasts.  “And you kept insisting over, and over, and over… I believe it was ‘never stop,’” he said with all the mock seriousness he could muster.

	Lauren started to say something, but talking was hard, and his other hand was sliding slowly down between her parted legs. She felt his finger brush against her vagina, and she lurched her legs together by instinct, but he didn’t slow for a moment.  She made a faint, involuntary moan as his fingers started circling her most sensitive spots.  “Oh…”

	“Of course, last night was a long time ago,” Axio said.  “If you actually want to stop, or you changed your mind… don’t let me keep going.”

	“I… said never stop,” Lauren moaned.  Axio grinned and slid one finger gently down her vagina, teasing her lips apart.  Lauren sighed again.  They sat there, arousing each other in the still, quiet morning of winter, until she could barely stand it.

	“Axio, please,” she whispered as his fingers made another agonizing circuit.

	“Hmm?”

	“Just… you can tell what I want,” Lauren groaned.  Hot ripples of pleasure were lapping at the edge of her consciousness, but she had felt him give her so much more.

	“True.”  Axio’s sliding finger pushed down inside her, and she clenched her teeth to muffle a loud groan of need.

	“Nnnhhh!  Axio,” she muttered.  “Oh, your Grace… oh…”

	He slowly worked his questing finger back and forth a bit, testing her limits.  “Don’t call me that,” he reminded her.  “Just Axio.  Please.”

	“Okay,” she breathed.  When he took his hands away, she looked back in disappointment, but he was just making room for her to lie down on the bed.  She eagerly scooted over, but before she could, he caught her chin and pulled her into a passionate kiss.  She whimpered as he slid his tongue into her mouth.  She set both hands on his cheeks, not pushing him away, just because she felt like her own head was spinning.  Again.  How had he done it?  Was this magic, or was she just so infatuated that it felt like the first time with him, not ten hours after the actual first time?

	When they broke the kiss, she practically fell back on the bed.  She was panting; it wasn’t from lack of breath.  A bead of sweat worked its way down her neck as he quickly moved between her legs.  Lauren propped her shoulders up on her elbows as he took his position.  Her eyes followed the head of his erection as he leaned forward a bit.  “Hard to believe that fits inside me,” she breathed.

	Axio chuckled.  “It’s remarkable.  Women are amazing.”  He planted one hand beside her chest and grabbed his cock with the other, and then lined himself up with her.  She had been a bit too tense the night before, he remembered, but she was certainly ready now.  He grinned at the feeling of her vagina’s kiss against the head of his penis.  “Goodness, but you’re ready for me,” he said cheekily.

	“Put it in, please,” she said hungrily.  He pressed harder, and she gasped when she felt herself part.  That electric clench she felt every time tingled through her, and then she felt the gentle slide of his penetration inside her.  She stared in that heady mix of delight and desire as his shaft vanished down into her tummy.  She set one hand over her womanhood, and she could faintly feel the pressure against it as he slid in deep.

	“Oh, Sharess,” she whispered.  She slowly sank back onto her shoulders as he loomed over her, and now both of his hands slid under her arms to lock in a tight grip on her shoulders.  She shivered as he came to a halt, blessedly short of her cervix, and settled down on top of her.  His wings flickered again, throwing golden light across her skin.  She wrapped her arms tight around his back, across the feather stipes that ran down from his shoulders, and she felt him wince.

	“How does that feel?” he asked.  He was panting too.

	“Um… yes, never stop,” she murmured to the ceiling.  She arched her back and moaned as he moved a little, experimentally, just testing if she was as sensitive as she had been the night before.  “Oh, it’s good, Axio… sir… sorry,” she mumbled.  He waved it off and thrust a bit harder, and she squirmed.  Oh yes, this was good.  “Are… you okay?  Does your back hurt?”

	“No, the feathers are… a little sensitive,” Axio said.  He thrust again, and she moaned without meaning to.  Every time he moved like that, it sent a little jitter of intense sensation out from her vagina to the tips of her fingers and toes, and for some reason, it made her want to sound off.

	“Mmm… ah… ngh… please,” she murmured as he started moving in rhythm.  “This is… so nice…”

	Axio raised his head a bit and rested his forehead on hers.  She was a tall woman by the standards of her family, but he was just unfairly tall.  At least this way their eyes could meet evenly in bed, she thought happily.

	He had a grin on his face, she noted distantly.  The warm urge inside her told her to move, too, and she rocked her hips up as he thrust down.  She was delighted to hear him draw in a sharp breath at the feeling of her helping him out.

	“And you?” she asked breathlessly.

	“I don’t plan on stopping… your idea’s pretty good,” he grunted.  His voice thickened as her soft walls tightened against him for a moment, and he slowed his pattern, enjoying it.  “Ah… that was nice,” he said distractedly.  She did it again, and he groaned.  “Very nice.  Lauren, this… we both needed this.”

	She tilted her chin up and kissed him.  “It was… a good idea, Axio,” she said softly.  “Thank you for bringing me here.”

	They kissed again, long and slow.  Axio slowed his pace and tightened his movements, thrusting as deep as he could with each movement, and then withdrawing until he felt the cold air on the head of his cock.  She moaned into his mouth with each thrust.  When she broke the kiss to gasp in fresh air, he rose up on his arms until he towered over her.  “Hold still, okay?” he asked.  He quickly tucked his legs underneath himself and rested on the top of his feet, grabbed her hands, and lifted her shoulders slightly up off the ground.  She slid down the length of him again as he thrust a bit from his position, and she shivered at the hot spike of pleasure the funny position sent jolting through her.

	“Oh!  Oh, Axio,” she moaned.  She made a loud, lewd noise as he pulled her arms and relaxed.  She gyrated her hips and arched her back, driving herself down onto his cock.  “Oh, this… this is really intense,” she whined.  “I think I need… I’m gonna… I have to come…”

	“Good,” he said.  “I want to watch you come.”

	She shivered again.  That urge inside her was building, and quickly.  She felt the need to release, to cry out her pleasure to the ceiling above.  It was the funny feeling of stretching open, of herself parting to take him in, that was driving her mad.  He wasn’t even that long, but oh, gods, that width and that heat…

	Lauren pulled one arm free to clamp it over her mouth as she suddenly remembered they weren’t alone in the building, and just in time.  A hot clamping feeling started in her belly and raced out to every inch of her.  Bursts of heat and pleasure exploded inside her at random, she felt herself tighten on his cock and arch her back.  He released her other arm as she muffled a scream with both hands.  He pushed in as deep as he could, letting her tighten against him and grind against the pressure of his erection, purely by instinct.

	Some half a minute later, Lauren sagged down on the mattress like her strings had been cut.  She looked up at him, teary-eyed and dazed.  When she pulled her hands away from her mouth, she was shaking head to toe.  He pulled her hands away and kissed her, delicately this time.  “That was beautiful,” he murmured against her lips.  “You’re beautiful.”

	Lauren slowly rose onto her knees, still feeling the trembles and aftershocks, and not quite ready to try to stand.  She grabbed his shoulders as he leaned back and kissed him again, pressing her aching breasts against his chest.  He slid his hands down her back and playfully squeezed her backside, and she draped one leg over his lap, sucking on his tongue.

	Axio let her climb up on him, an inkling developing towards her intent.  Sure enough, moments later, she scooted up his chest on her shaky legs and poised herself over his erection.  He broke the kiss long enough to tilt his head back and meet her eyes.  “Are you sure?  You won’t be too sensitive?”

	She ran her little pink tongue over his lips.  “I‘d like to watch you come, too,” she said quietly.

	He chuckled and guided his erection back into her warm, soft body.  “It won’t take long.  That was delightful.”  He clamped his arms around her backside again – she was so light, even compared to his usual armor and weapons – and started rocking her.  Lauren ground her breasts against his chest as she glided up and down on his length.  She actually was a bit oversensitive, but it was worth it to her.  The warm glow of him inside her was different now that she wasn’t racing an orgasm.  Now, she had never felt more relaxed.

	After a few blissful moments of feeling her slick embrace around his penis, Axio felt the familiar urge tugging at his stamina.  Normally, he would have fought it off, drawn out the experience, but she had just come, so he gave in.  Instinct made him pull her up and down faster and faster, making her moan lewdly in his ear.  With one final effort, he suddenly pulled her down flush against him, groaning into her shoulder.  His phantasmal wings flickered and wrapped around her, and she flinched at the sudden, unexpected feeling of invisible feathers on her back.  His hands clamped like vices on her bottom, and with her vagina so sensitive, she could actually feel his erection pulse as he came.

	Axio groaned loudly in her ear as he came and came.  It wasn’t the head-spinning feeling of the previous night, but it felt so heavenly within her, so comfortable, he couldn’t stop.  Ecstasy overwhelmed him.  She felt his fingers tighten on her and his jaw clench.

	Finally, he slowly rocked back and held her at arm’s length.  She grinned happily at the look of exhausted bliss on his face.  “Wonderful,” she giggled.

	He leaned over and kissed her on the nose.  “Thank you, Lauren,” he said softly.  “Thank you.”

	She lifted her chin and met his lips.  They sat there, her locked on his hips and him with his hands wrapped tight around her back, before she gingerly climbed off him.  He chuckled blearily at the great mess that made on the sheets, though it paled next to the previous night’s.  He rose and helped her off the bed, and once they were both standing beside it, he wrapped his arms around her tight, and materialized his wings for a second layer of hug.  She returned it, and rose up to the tips of her toes to rest her chin on his shoulder.  “Thanks, Axio,” she said softly.  Now that the moment was over, the sense of faint unreality in her stomach, from making love to a noble, a God, and who knew what else returned.

	Maybe he sensed it, maybe he didn’t, but either way, the first thing he did after breaking the hugs and dismissing his wings was stepping back and gesturing to the bath.  “If you’ll allow me to bathe quickly, I can clean up your outfit from last night.  Unless you can find something that will fit you in the closet.”

	“Oh, um, sure,” Lauren said.  She started paging through the items in the indicated closet while Axio started hastily bathing himself.

	“I don’t want to give the impression that I’m throwing you out, you understand, but I don’t want you to be stuck here if you need to leave quickly,” he said.  “Sorry, did I sound pushy?”

	Lauren wondered at the sudden change in his tone.  Suddenly he sounded embarrassed.  “Pushy?  Uh.  No, Axio, you didn’t.”

	“Good.”  Lauren didn’t bother not staring as he bathed.  His body was art.  As he finished, she closed the closet.  “No, I didn’t find anything.”

	“Mmm.  Then, if you’ll be so kind, I’ll go wash your clothing, unless you’d like me to rush out and get something,” he said.  He quickly dried off and pulled on some light clothes of his own.

	“Oh… Axio, you’re very kind, but I can wait,” she said.  “Do you mind if I ask who else is around?”

	“My parents, grandfather, little sister, and the other monks of the Order,” Axio said.  He continued dressing in silence as she bathed.  “So… I have to ask, Lauren.  Is sex always that powerful for you?”

	She shook her head.  “No.  I mean, it’s fun, but last night, this morning… that was special.”

	“It was the same for me.”  Axio finished dressing, and the golden light from his feathers vanished under his shirt.  He awkwardly worked his shoulders to align his feather properly.  “I wonder… maybe Sharess blessed us.”

	Lauren looked up at the ceiling.  “I… did ask her to, both times.”

	Axio nodded.  “Perhaps she listened.”  He grinned at her.  “Or maybe we just suit each other.”

	Lauren finished cleaning herself and reached for a dry towel.  “I like both answers, sir.  Axio.  Sorry.”