Believing in Myself

Thank you Celestyne and Falcon, for your reviews! And yes Celestyne, I do like to use my own unique and original names for characters. Thanks for noticing.

Anyway, I figured, considering how this story will be going a long way, one little chapter with a sex scene... not enough! Never enough! So, we have another one to show!


Chapter 17


Night had fallen in the town, and all was quiet. Outside, the rough images of stands that had emptied of all goods could just barely be seen. In what appeared to be a deserted path, a man walked, his features blurred in the darkness. He seemed to be searching for something that might be there, hidden away... but he continued to move on, never stopping for too long.

"Beras. Come on out."

Beras revealed himself, although his own features too were blurred by darkness. Nearby, the lights of an inn were going out, although some stayed on. The man who had called on Beras smiled. Half of his face was in shadow, but the other half, which was in the light revealed his muscle-like arm, which had markings of lines drawn up and down along them, all glowing blue, as if tracing the blood flow of his body. They all seemed to move straight to his eye, which appeared to have been hollowed out and glowed the same blue that covered the rest of his arm in the light.

"Please don't appear to me in that way. You know I dislike it."

The man merely laughed, as skin started to appear over the muscle. It covered his body and when it was all done, he stepped fully into the light. He was the same man that not only haunted John's dreams, but also had run into him that same day. His blonde hair was matted and he moved quickly.

"I forgot. Not pleasent, but it does have... advantages." He smiled again and chuckled to himself. "In any case, I saw that Destined you failed to kill today."

"And?"

"I don't see what's so special about him. He appears to be just a weakling. Which makes me wonder how you lost to him."

"Shut up Atrois. I already told you-."

"Which is why..." he interrupted, much to Beras' anger, "I think I will give him a little... test. To see if he's really the real deal. That is, unless you have a problem with it?"

"I don't see why. But go ahead. This should be good."

They turned and parted ways each vanishing into the night. What they did not know was that someone else had listened in on their conversation as the two demons met. His eyes were the only things that seemed to stand out in the darkness. He removed his hand from a clasp on his cloak that glowed a silver light that matched the light and shape of the moon above. In complete silence, he jumpped from his rooftop position and disappeared into the awaiting veil of night.

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John was sitting on the bed, fiddling with the buttons on his nightshirt. Jessica was in the next room, taking a bath, before they decided to turn in for the night. When the sound of a door opening caught his attention, he looked to see Jessica walking into the room, dressed in her nightgown. It reached just to her knees and it didn't help that it outlined her breasts. She seemed to be embarrassed about it, for she had brought her arms around herself with an almost nervous look.

"Hey, no need to be tense. It's not like anyone else is here."

He got up and walked to her taking her into his arms and giving a kiss. She returned it gently, as he felt the soft fabric that flowed around her. As they kissed he had a strong desire to feel more, not just the fabric. He wanted to feel the skin beneath that, to kiss and touch...

"John, you can let go of me now."

John pulled away and blushed, clearly forgetting what he had been doing. He laughed nervously and walked to the bed, followed by Jessica. They sat next to each other and started looking around the room, avoiding each other's eyes. They could feel it the tension rising like some sort of beast within themselves...

"Jessica..."

"Yes?"

She looked to him, but he quickly reached foward and kissed her. It was deep, full of passion and want. When they broke apart, Jessica looked a bit flushed. "I want you tonight..." John spoke in a hushed tone as he kissed her again. She returned his kiss in eager passion. She understood what it meant. Considering how they were traveling, it was times like these that would be hard to come by. Moments where they could have time alone...

"Alright... but just for tonight, ok?"

He smiled and made to kiss her again, but she moved out of his way, teasing him. She gripped his shirt and started to unbutton it, working her way down. John lay back and let her do what she needed, until she opened his shirt completely and cuddled against his chest. He ran his hand through her hair, feeling the smooth strands flow through his fingertips. He reached over and pulled the nightgown over her body, leaving her naked as he drank in the sight of her. She crawled upward to him, resting herself against his body.

John moved her head a bit to kiss her neck, and Jessica let out a low sigh of pleasure. He continued to kiss and lick at her neck, sending small sparks through her body as she reacted to him. His hands, meanwhile had traveled to her breasts, cupping them and using his thumb to rub against her hardened nipples. She moaned slightly in pleasure as he trialed down his tounge over her body. As he reached her stomach, she stopped him.

"No fair. Your not naked too." With that she pulled herself up and started to remove John's sweats. Once she had pulled them off, she started to kiss his legs. John let out a low growl of approval as she sent fire burning through him with each press of her lips against his flesh. He was too lost in his pleasure to realize just what was happening, until it was too late. There was a sudden gasp of breath as he felt his hardened member incased into the warmth of her mouth.

It completely overwhelmed him, but in more ways then one. While it was truely an erotic experience, he had never imagined Jessica would actually do something like this. Perhaps he had misjudged her. After all she was an angel once... But these thoughts were pushed aside, almost as fast as they came, for his mind was focused on here and now and the pleasure it brought. John had his eyes half closed and could make out her head bobbing on his cock, and, from the feelings he got, she was also using her tounge.

"Jessica.. that... that... please... no... too much."

It was overwhelming for him, and besides, he wanted to pleasure her too. She complied and he immediately grabbed her wrists. With a quick move, she was on the bottom now, and he began to suckle her breasts. She moaned slightly as he nibbled on the sensitive flesh and pulled on it slightly. He left a trail of kisses down her body, each one giving her shivers of excitement. Finally he reached her cilt, where he flicked it slightly with his finger. Her hips bucked upward involuntarily, as she let out a cry. He continued to tease her cilt with his tounge, until finally he got up and positioned himself to enter her.

Her body knew what was happening before her mind could catch up, as her plunged deep into her wet folds. He began to thrust into her, building up a steady rhythm, starting slow and working his way up.

"Yes, that -ah- that's... good... very... more..."

Both of thier breathing had become heavy as they continued, and John felt he could hardly last much longer. After a few more thrusts, he let out a growl as he spent himself in her. Jessica cried out too, as she felt his seed splash deeply in her. They both seemed too tired to speak, so without another word, John spread out the blankets and together they slept until the morning, unaware of what awaited them then.