Black Bird (Serax Jack)

So, thats what she had been hesitating about. She wanted him again. It was odd to hear such a thing from a kami. And hoenstly he was begining to find the whole thing rather. Dangerous. As much as she wanted him. he wanted that blood as well. It was a drug. An addiction. A want. A hunger. And hunger was the very thing that he was tryinng to fight. But ultimately it all came down to the basest of emotions. Fear. He feared to lose this little bird of his and in turn. Supplying her with this drug and creating this need for her. As much as it was playing on his own acts. It also made her bound to him far more strongly. He turned his head ever so slightly to gaze at her in his preriferal vision. Her wings around her as if to protect her fromall that was going on down here. But it was a fragile shield at best. He stepped back and in. A favour for a favour. And like most deals demons gave. They came with their price. He stepped into her personal space. It was coming. A touch of his new hand upon her cheek. Sliding to the back if her head. He pulled her forwards and placed his cold lips upon her forehead. Before leaning down to her neck. And biting. At the same time. His own neck would be open to her. Using his blood magic to create a wound, that likely would have been otherwise clumbsy from her teeth. Allowing her to drink her fill

Sera

It was slow motion as his new hand came to rest on the back of her head. And she, like a sparrow caught in the gaze of a cobra, she remained motionless as he bit into her neck. A gasp came from her from the pain, but the pleasure caused those beautiful wings to unfurl, giving him full access to her. Almost as if dropping her shields for him. The wound on his neck caused her mind to go into that haziness as her lips closed gently around it. Gently she sucked and savored the metallic taste as it flowed into her. She let out a moan as the darkness began to take control again, her eyes closing. Her tongue licked across the wound in an erotic circle.

Once again he was in that sense of beast like brutality. Th feeling of her soft skin against his teeth was something that can only be described by the beasts of the wild drawn into a feeding frenzy. The feeling of her tongue lapping against thw ound of his own was something that caused a stirring within himself beyond that primal nature. Into something entirely different. Both hands now reached down her body, and grasped against her backside. One of the advantages of having two hands. He lifted her off the ground and onto him. his bite remaining ever strong, drinking down the blood that he could. SHe was taking in the darkness within him. But he was taking in the light of hers. Behind that animalism. There was something else inside. A feeling that again this woman was revealing too much with her light. Shining too much on the darkness. But it was just a feeling. Too lost now in the addiction to think.

One minute she was licking the blood from him and gently sucking upon his neck, and the next she was being lifted up in those strong hands. A gasp made her lips tear from his wound. Her hands coming upon his shoulders to steady herself, those wings thrown backwards. The gasp turned into a sensous moan as her neck and back arched, giving him her throat. A passionate surrender to his animalistic urges which strange enough, were a mirror of her own. There she was in his embrace, her body pressed and molded against his as those urges caused that heated lust to pool in the pit of stomach. Her legs curled around his waist to help steady them.

It seeemed that this was a game of confliction. SHe wanted everything like this. And yet at the same time she wanted to be free. The darkness and the light colliding inside her. But which one was truely this woman? Or was the answer more complicated than that? She was opening up to him. Giving him everything that she had once again.The two had tried to do this once before but it had strangely ended up interupted by Jack's own people. But he wouldn't allow that this time. He drew back from her throat. " No interuptions". He said. A trickle of the blood moving down his lips. The wall of fire erupted near the entrance to the throne room. It would bar entry to all, doubtful they could break the wall. But its mere existance pointed out something to his servants. Jack was not to be disturbed. He moved his head down for his bloody lips to lock with hers. With her pressed against him like this. A pressure grew in his loins.

Sera

She was panting by now, her ample cleveage heaving as he spoke. Normally she would have started at the wall of fire, but her mind was so focused upon him that it really was only a fleeting thought. Before his lips came to hers for that bloody kiss that they seemed to share so often, she repeated his words in that soft murmur of hers. "no interuptions.'" The fire was not only there to keep away those that would try to stop him, but also a symbol of the raging inferno growing between them. Why was it like this? She felt like she would be consumed by this desire. her lips locked with his in a hungry need. She nipped at his blood stained mouth and licked the corners for the drops of his blood. His little bird. It was a good analogy. But she had an inner fire to match the wall behind them.

Desperate. Hungry. The kiss grew wild as his tongue sought the touch of hers. Her own looking for more of the blood. He began to think that it was no just the bite that she craved now. But the semi vampiric lust for the blood had over taken her as well. Was it a side effect of his own blood that he had laced with the hunger of vampirism? Perhaps. But perhaps it was something else something inherit within herself. So interesting. And yet. Perhaps something to be pondered upon later. Each movement his hands, began to move her. Keeping their strong caress on her flesh. Her bust so inviting, memories of his first journey within there stirring him only more into a great thickness.He drove them both back to the stone walls. Listening to her voice as she mirrored his own words. A kami who felt the same desires. A tainted Kami. A blessed Oni. Were they one in the same?

Sera
Her back hit the wall, but she did nothing to end the wild lock of lips. Her own mouth no longer searching for just the blood but the passion. She could feel him straining and pressing against her. The clothing was the only thing in their way. As his own thoughts moved along the path hers were doing the same. Perhaps this was the price of redeeming a demon. Perhaps it could be done. Or perhaps instill some order into his choatic soul. Just as he worked on placing choas into hers. Neither of them would ever be the same again. Perhaps this was why the two races were forbidden to be invovled. Imagine the offspring that would arise. The strong power of the Oni, the light of a Kami, and just enough choas to add spice. Would it be a monster or a superior being that was ultimately taught by one of the parents. For an Oni, it would be a superior warrior, one to take over nations with. For a Kami, a great leader able to do good things within the nation. But it was just a fleeting thought. Perhaps, the child was not the issue but the bond between the two. Two powerful beings, one dominate over

Jack kept her balanced against the wall allowing one hand free (his new hand funnily enough) to do the rest of the work required upon her for this particular task. This time he would be strangley more gentle. moving his hand to his trousers, pulling the zip down and letting his manhood out. Then. To push aside the cloth that barred his entrance. Once again memories of the time before and the times thereafter where they had been thrwarted pounding through him like the blood of hers in his veins. He pressed on and pushed in. A quick thrust for entry. And a cry of passion. A temporary break in the kiss. Before the divide was once again closed by his lips rushing back against hers. Such a beautiful creature. And yet, already Jack could feel something inside of him. Changing as this very act progressed. But it was vieled. Behind lust. Behind desire.

It was quick and easy, the way he entered her slick passage. He was fast to push aside clothing and enter. He was welcomed by her tight core giving way to allow him entrance and then close about him as a well fitting sheath to a sword. His cry of Passion was met by hers as her head tossed back for that moment and her back arched. It was not long before she helped close the gap between their lips, her own dancing with his in a tango as old as time. The Raging wall of fire, was a dim candle to the fire they were building between them. Her legs tighted around him at his thrust. He was gentle with her this time, atesting to the fact that it was better with both participating. A quick thought and he clothing disappeared to allow him full access. He was handsome in a way that matched her beauty. And while he rested inside her, she felt whole and filled. Something was strangely right about this but also wrong and she could not focuson anything but the sensation of him. Her muscles clinched as her nude body trembled with need..

Jack
She was already wet an easy to enter. Was this another show that she wanted him? Just like the first time there was that strange feeling of acceptance. One he had not felt in any other since Hanabi. But even then that had been out of confusion. Loss. A need to not be alone. Was this a similar cry of passion? Jack didn't know. And honestly. He didn't want to know. Perhaps it was better to live in ignorance of her reasons for wanting this. Perhaps it would be better if he simply focused on the bliss of their union. The wall of fire provided a calm heat. And an almost romantic allure to the dark halls. One of the few lights bar the crack in the skyline. Which even then was only a small ammount of red light. He pushed inside her, tight and good but relaxed and soft. The animalism seemed to calm, taking on a more passive aspect as her clothing seemed to go. He followed suit, his clothing disappearing in a haze of mist between them both once again. His nose pressed to hers as slowly, but strongly. He thrust inside. Bringing his own momentum to this game. Gripping her tightly. One might have thought it was the beast within. But there was something else there, a reflection of fear of letting go.

Sera

This was not a frenzied as the first time, it was more determined, more about strength and satisfaction. A pleasure, not just a heated coupling that was more animalistic than tender. His thrusts pushed her into the wall, her back pressing agianst the warmth of the stone behind her. Her break caught as she closed her eyes. He was measured and taking his time. He was a pride demon after all. Her arms were wrapping themselves around his neck as their noses pressed together. Those red eyes opened and looked into his, trying to get a read on his current feelings. Her own were in turmoil. There was something more than just lust floating there, but she would not, could not give a name to it. It might even be the beginnings of affection. His grip was tight around her as if he was afraid of her leaving. A trickle of blood from his previous bite trickled down her lip. Sera moved her head down and lightly kissed his neck, a gentle lick and a nip on the same spot. It was time to find his sensative spots. It seemed that their shared blood had given her a bit of carnal knowledge as well. Truly
she had fallen into sin, but right now she was happily wallowing in it as each thrust of his body brought her closer to release. Her head raised just a bit as she whispered in his ear, her breath tickling the edge, "Burning faith, you are big" Indeed she was still tight around him, an almost too small glove.

Jack

He enjoyed this. Almost ashamed to admit to himself. But yes, he enjoyed it. Not just the sex but the company of one that actually wanted to be around him without the required threats. Or any idea of want for herself. True this act was done out of shared lust for each others body and blood. Partially down to the shared blood between them but. There was something else when he looked in those eyes and saw acceptance. Speaking of acceptance. Her body was doing awfully well at taking him in. The grip of her around him with each thrust coming closer to his peak. Those movements of hers. The lick. The nip. Only seemed to intensify what he already felt as far as the pleasure went. His movements becoming harder, stronger. His grip tighter. Yet he said relatively little in response to her. His pride did swell at this. He simply continued to look into her eyes, before joining lips with her once more in that fantastic embrace.

Sera

He was gripping gher tighter and in response her muscles gripped him tighter. Each thrust having her grow closer. Before another moan could come forth, his mouth was on hers in the addicting dance of teeth, tongue and more. HIs blood was now such a part of her that she could not tell if she had always been like this, hiding under the surface or it was part of him. At this point a wave of pleasure would break over her and she would moan. The moan being lost in the embrace of their lips. She wanted him, wanted this. Shameful as it was, Kami waited for that special person and formed a bond with that person. But it seemed that even if it was just casual lust, a bond was still formed. A Kami and Oni? The bond would never hold true and she would be in for heartbreak if it got any stronger. Not to mention, Oni could not return such a bond, nor did they understand it. But for now those thoughts lay hidden as she crested upon his. She was entirely focused on her pleasure and sharing in his. Again thoughts of the potential offspring too far away in the back of mind, crushed under the pleasure
of the moment. In that instant, they were closer than ever, in that instant she was erotically squirming upon his pride, while her moans of pleasure were lost and muffled due to the locked mouths

Jack

He took her from the wall. And laid her on the floor for what would be the end of this act. Placing himself above her, but at the same time, it was not savage or rabid like one would expect from an Oni. Less a struggle for power and more of a union. A mix of the two, male and female like the mix of the blood in their veins. Oni and Kami. Ying and Yang. One hand placed upon her hip, the other stroked her breast, a finger roaming across her nipple. His movements became sudden. Eratic. A twitch from within as his own pleasure errupted from within and filled her. His thoughts remained clouded as, even with the feeling riding him. He continued the course movments until finally he was spent from within. Once again he found himself as he had done before. Looking down upon his little bird. Their bodies, illuminated by the amber light of the wall of fire. His hand moved from her breast to her cheek. For a brief moment, the idea of kissing her again came to mind. But ultimately he reconsidered. Endulging in such things...he had done so before. Those things always led to being taken advantage of. As Ceila had once said. What made Jack different from Iskra, and the other Oni was that whilst he was capable of great horrors. He had a heart. One weakness that had been used against him far too many times already. He would not allow it to be done so again. However. Rarely do these things come with choices. As Jack would no doubt find out sooner or later.

Sera

She shuddered around him as he shuddered inside her. There were on the floor, his hand going from caressing a beast to a nipple and then to her cheek. He looked as if he was going to kiss her but thought better of it. There were caught in this tender moment, unusual for an Oni. She assumed he was feeling a bit awkward, so she leaned up and pressed her lips gently against his for a soft, butterfly kiss. Leaning back, Sera watched him above her, a satisfied smile upon her face. He was still inside her while her body milked him for every drop of passion he had to give. Another delicate shudder caused her to gasp in pleasure. An aftershock from the earthquake that had been their joining. It was acceptance and perhaps something more that kept her lounging and watching his face. Her own hand coming up to caress his cheek. Like most Kami's she gave her everything when she did give.

Jack:

The demon of Pride was. Caught off guard by her kiss. She had done what he had wanted to do. Was it because she was a kami that she found it easier to show her affection? Perhaps. Still in the fact she had and he had been too proud to. He felt somehow ashamed. Not having the gaul to do it himself. He hand remained rested upon his cheek. his own hand reaching up and grasping hers. He had thought about his next words only a moment before speaking them. But ultimately, the words felt right to him. " Tell me Sera". He said to the naked woman lying below him. The two still joined as one as he spoke. " Do you still wish to see the world above again?". Jack let that little thing dangle between them. An offer if she would have taken it. He stared down at her. Red eyes to red eyes. Pride to pride. And passion to passion.

Sera

HIs hand grasped hers and she continued that smile, only it changed to that full dimple one that set the sun shining. Both dimples revealed. A smile that had never been seen down here. The true happiness smile. His words had made her happy, "Yes, I want to see that world again. Even if for a moment." Her smile dimmed at the thought but she accepted the fact that this demon would not let her go completely. But she could not keep drowning in regret and self pity. This was her life and she would make the best of it. She was a Kami after all and it was just like her to look on the bright side. That thought brought the smile back as she leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Jack, will you take me?" And with that she thrust her hips up against him, the smile turning into a sensual smirk. She was playful at heart and that came out at the moment as she used both meanings of the phrase on him.

Jack
That smile said it all even before she said the words. Of course she wanted to go up there. It wasn't just about this place being the place were she would be the weakest but more on that this place was for the most part everything that the Kami wouldn't be able to stand. He'd seen their home for himself. A beautiful place, which in locations Terra matched. But hell was nothing like either. A brutal unforgiving place. And she wouldn't be happy staying here forever. She learned up and kissed his cheek. And for one brief moment Jack's pale skin went flushed. And then came the thrust of the hips a further wave of pleasure which served only to have him twitch further inside of her. His hands moved around her back as she asked him that dual phase question. And normally. His answer would have been yes. But on this occasion. " No. I cannot". He would let that silence sit there between them for now. " There are duties I have too long put off among the clans I must see to....but, I will have a group of my soldiers escort you to the lands of Terra if that is your wish". He was giving her enough freedom now. Opening the cage for his little bird in the hopes that she would return to him. " My work will lead me to Terra eventually, but there are things I must take care of down here first".


Sera
Her smile dimmed a bit. "That would be nice, but I do not trust your demons. If you wish, I will wait until you are finished here and then travel with you." His demons would be alone with her, and no matter what, they were demons and anything could happen to her. She was her weakest down here, but at least she was protected by Jack. Her hand moved from his cheek to his shoulder and gently pressed him downward, then, snuggled into him, her wings coming up to enfold them. "I can wait." She was truthful in her answer as she pressed against him, her mouth opening in yawn. They were still joined and she gave him another playful thrust of her hips. So much to think about at the moment. Why did she want to stay with him? Was it just for his protection, or was it more complicated?

Jack:

It was odd how this came about. But Jack nodded. " Very well, if thats what you wish". He watched as the wings enfolded them both. Surprised that they were still as white as they were Hell usually tainted all beings. His thought of the tree of life, the demonic tree that existed on Terra because its roots had broken through the core. And yet here she was, a diamond in the rough. The one pure beautiful thing in all of this barren terrain. For some reason though the idea that she didn't want to leave hell without him gave him some comfort. There was definatly a bond between the two now. He couldn't change that even if he willed it. But the idea that she wanted him to come with her to Terra meant at least to Jack. She didn't want to run away. A moment of clarity. And then she thrust >up her hips again. She was enjoying this almost as much as he would have been. " Your a playful little minx arn't you?".

Sera

"I have always been an odd one. And I do not hear you complaining" There they were having a quiet, tender moment, where both had their guards down and were connecting on a level that none of the other demons of this place could understand when a shout from the hall interupted. Her wings came down to the floor and she glanced to the doorway blocked by the fire wall. "Perhaps your work will be starting sooner than later, and we cannot have you viewed as weak." Her arms came from around his neck and fell to the floor. She pushed her wrists next to his hands and looked at him. She was giving him silent permission to restrain her, if he choose. The call for him came again. "I believe they are concerned for your welfare, my hea..." she broke off before finishing the statement and corrected herself, "...Jack" Strangely he was still inside her and she loathed to let him off of her, but time had come again for them to be physically parted from this comfortable position.

Jack

It seemed that, this moment would not last and once again Jack was to be called into the fray of being the arch demonic leader of the clans of pysche demons. He hated the responsibility of it all and once again longed for the days when he could simply come and go as he pleased. But it was not to be. He was not leader out of some sense of responsibility. He was leader because if he didn't then all that lived in this wasteland would be crushed under the threat of the glutton and the hunger thralls. Himself included. But Jack did not wish to withdraw from this. But knew there was no choice. She stumbled in her words, but for now Jack had little time to think on it. She was right. He could not be viewed as weak. Not because he was Lord of Pride, but because he was lord of demons. Creatures who only followed him out of fear of his power. And would no doubt tear them both to pieces if they doubted his strength. If they thought it comprimised by-. Something. He brought himself forwards, damning his own pride for a moment. As he knew he would need this, his lips touched hers strongly. But then drew back. His length retreating from her as his clothes reappeared forming in darkness. " I apologise". She would let him restrain her. But more was required. Only one thing would cover up the smell of their passion for now. And that was blood. Even then some would still smell it. But with blood there they would assume rape. And it would be once again. Fair. Jack grasped her by the throat. And rammed his blade into her shoulder. His own eyes, told of an unwanting to do it. But the flames behind them in the doors died. And the other demons walked in.Their eyes were ones of approval. His own were not, at least so long as he looked at her.

Sera

She knew he would take control of the situation, but she did not know how. So she was not surprised when his hand grasped her throat. What surprised her was the sword being thrust into her shoulder. She let out a scream and hissed. Her eyes narrowing at him, as she struggled agains thim. Then her eyes caught the look in his and she understood. He was doing this for show. Well she would help him the best she could. As the demons walked in she closed her eyes summoning every bit of strength she had, she forced out tears from behind closed eyes. Upon opening them, she gave him a quick look that she understood and then closed them again. Her hands were around his trying to free herself. Her voice went into pleading mode as she swallowed her own pride to do this, "Please, stop. I will do anything." The weak Kami was the picture she was trying to give off

Jack
He withdrew the sword. Inwardsly flinching himself as he did so. " Thats right, you will". Jack turned to the other demons. " Rebellious till the end it would seem...". They smirked and laughed. Jack grasped her by the hair, laughing as he brought her to his face. But that face changed as it came closer. Mouth to her ear whispering. " Go clean yourself up, prepare for the trip. We shall leave soon". He pushed her back down to the floor. " Leave us Kami. Go wait in your room. I'll expect you there later for more 're-eduction'". More laughter from the Demons. Jack turned from her and headed towards his throne. However each step seemed to be weighed down. Ultimately before he sat down. And began to listen to their council.

Sera
She was left on the floor nude. She created her clothing and stood. Their backs were turned to her, but Jack could see her face. She held her shoulder and smiled for a moment. Before slowly slinking out of the throne room to go wait in her room.