Until we meet again..

A/N - Not much to say about this chapter. Only that... uh, never mind. ^_^ Thanks for reading!! ~Best Left Exposed


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There was a deep, penetrating ache in Vishnu\'s gut as he stalked the streets. Invisible to human eyes, he still was careful to steer clear of any direct contact with them. This was his first real foray into the gaping maw of human society; being right in the thick of it, he was, admittedly, a bit overwhelmed by the sheer mass of bodies that flowed in an endless stream.

The first place he had went after officially leaving his home was Adisa\'s apartment. It was, as he expected, empty. But it did give him a place to keep his things for the time being. He had indulged in a bout of self-pity while flopped across her bed, golden wings folded tightly around him like a blanket. Inhaling her scent, thinking of how she felt under him. Her soft body molding perfectly into his. Matching him move for move as he had thrust deeply into her. The feel of her scalding slick pussy squeezing around his cock bringing him up to absolute bliss. Nothing, not even all the wonders of heaven, could compare to it. Even after all these years, he could never forget. His love for her was very real, had lasted through the centuries, but having tasted her, given in to the flesh... he wanted her. Needed her. Craved her like an addict craves his next buzz. Laying there, everything around him silently speaking her name, he could only wonder how he had fought the addiction for so long. Love. That was why. Love CAN overpower lust and did. But now... there was nothing to keep him away from her. He had forsaken all claims to heaven, thereby releasing them both.

\"I\'m so stupid,\" he told himself for the hundred millionth time. \"I could\'ve left at any time. Those assholes had kept me thinking it was impossible!\" Only his desperation had forced him to think of it and act. \"Erebus,\" he muttered it like the foulest curse. He was a problem. What would he do once he faced him? His older brother who had humiliated him so thoroughly. The black shadow of pure hate had taken ahold in Vishnu\'s heart. But was he capable of actual murder? The very act would more than likely condemn his soul into the fires of hell. And once there, he would be no better than his brother. That evil place had corrupted and warped Erebus even more than he already was before being kicked out of heaven. If any good thing still resided in that black heart, Vishnu would be very surprised indeed. And selfishly, he did not want to end up like that. And what good would it do him anyway? He had his freedom now. And most assuredly, the mortal realm wasn\'t nearly as evil as hell.

The bottom line was he HAD to find Erebus and Adisa. Nothing in his imagination could conjure up the depraved acts that were, with certainty, being committed on her body. Vishnu was scouring the area he had last seen them and found not a clue. He had even walked back along the small side street and followed it around to the other side of the block. Nothing. The chill that pervaded his being told him that they had to be close - in this area, but there was no indication of them at all. He ground his teeth in frustration.


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Adisa wasn\'t sure how long she was allowed to lay there. Rolled up pathetically in a tight ball around her misery. Twice, already, she had briefly glimpsed that blinding portal into death. She wasn\'t scared. Not at all. She took that risk daily. She almost welcomed it, except for the image of Vishnu\'s pain etched behind her lids every time she closed her eyes. She was aware on a more subconscious level, too, that Erebus would never allow her the release of death. Not, at least, until he was finished with her. And that was no guarantee, either. He may just as well set her loose back out into the world, getting his kicks watching her continue to suffer in abject misery. It would be like him to do just that.

She felt the bed rock with added weight. Erebus had silently padded back across the room and sat on the edge of the bed. \"Are you recovered yet?\"

\"Asshole,\" she managed to choke out, her throat raw.

\"Recovered enough to speak then, I see,\" he rumbled with dark humor. He ran a warm, soft hand up her arm and over her shoulder, forcing her to roll over onto her back. He loomed over her, licking his lips as he peered into her eyes. \"I thought I would let you know that Vishnu is looking for us as we speak. My sources tell me that he left heaven! I would never had thought he had the balls to do something so courageous! He may yet keep me company in hell someday.\" His eyes glazed. \"My sweet brother. So fucking hot, wouldn\'t you say? In every way, truly an angel! I\'m thinking of how much fun it would be for him to join us.\"

Adisa deigned not to answer. Squeezing her eyes shut tightly to keep from being swallowed alive in the depths of those haunted eyes.

\"Adisa. Adisa, my love, look at me.\" His voice was smoothly sensual. A tone that brooked no disobedience, which he hardly ever got. And an overlay of something else. It wasn\'t kindness, exactly, something of a different order. It was like that mysterious flicker she had seen in his eyes earlier. She cracked her eyes. \"That\'s it,\" he soothed, caressing her face gently, running a thumb lightly across her lips. \"Look at me.\"

She looked up through her lashes and was rewarded with a kiss. Not with the same fierceness as the kisses of before, but like that of a lover. Tender and deep. Passion filled, but lacking the carnal lust. His scent, like an exotic spice, filled her senses and she found herself reaching for him. Electricity sparked down through her body from that kiss and she moaned into his mouth with longing, his tongue like living silk on hers. The sheer animal magnetism of him overwhelmed. As she had thought before, she would not be able to refuse him. She would become his completely and found herself slowly spiraling down that black abyss with every touch.

Almost of their own free will, her hands wandered the smooth planes of his body and she yearned to kiss every spot she had touched. The feel of his warm skin moving under her touch as he lowered himself alongside her, felt much like Vishnu. Both of them had an otherworldly feel. Almost too smooth, too alive, too warm. A mortal man, she knew, would now forever feel like a cold lump of meat, in comparison. And Erebus\' mouth on hers, scorching her from the inside, fanned the burning flame in her aching pussy. His lips broke from hers and trailed down her neck. His tongue tasting her flesh, arousing her even further. She found herself tasting him as well, as she ran her hand down his back. The back of her hand sliding along under his wings, that felt like warm, supple leather. She made her way down to his hip and across the rise of his tight ass, then back across his hip to her favorite spot on a man, the little dip at the pelvis; massaged the slight protruding of muscle covered bone there before slowly making her way to his hard cock. She loved the feel of his silky length in her small hand and stroked him firmly.

\"I hate you,\" she moaned into his neck between kisses. \"Erebus.\" She was light-headed, intoxicated by him. \"I hate you.\" \'I hate myself,\' she thought. \"Fuck me,\" Adisa murmured with urgency. She needed his thick length deep inside her saturated pussy, filling that aching, empty void within her.

Erebus chuckled deep in his chest. He had played her like a finely tuned instrument. He chose to ignore her demands for the time being and continued to stroke her singing flesh ever upward until she was so tightly strung, she would be like a hell-child on him. Oh, he wanted to pound into that hot, wet pussy and make her scream his name, but he would wait a bit longer. Pain from pleasure. He knew all too well how the aching need in her would soon be screaming agony along every nerve. Every touch would be unending torment for her, her unsatiated need, and he delighted in it immensely. He slid his hand down her waist and across to her inner thigh. Her legs were already spread wide and she lifted her hips up to open herself wider. Tonguing her peaked nipple, he couldn\'t keep the smile off his face when he felt her move, her unspoken request to enter. She was getting to a point where it didn\'t matter what he used to penetrate her. Still, he toyed with her, and only ghosted a finger across her slick pussy lips and barely rubbed her clit. She gripped his cock a bit harder, as she pumped his length vigorously, and bit into the spot where she was kissing him. \'Almost there,\' he thought to himself with smug satisfaction. Having spent himself once already, his endurance was up. Even with her zealous attention to his cock, he was no where near close. Yes, she would indeed get exactly what she wanted and perhaps more than she bargained for.


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Thank you for reading! Sorry this one is kind of short, too. The idea for chapter seven is already floating around my mind, so after my girls only weekend retreat, I\'ll be back to writing again. ^_^ Please don\'t forget to review. I love hearing your comments and suggestions! ~BLE