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Between Heaven and Hell	By : Ambrosia Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 1882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(Auhor's note: This is not where I originally expected this chapter to go, much less the story. But where the Muses lead, I follow. Again, I thank darkangelaryannrhod for the review, which inspired me to both improve the previous chapter and continue this story. Check out her writing too, she tells a good tale! What you're about to read is in its third draft. WARNING: this deals with a theme of rape, forced pleasure and has violent undertones and suggestions. The only reason I personally find it at all erotic has to do with BDSM and negotiated, imaginary non-consent (which is only ever done consensually) keywords there are consent and imaginary. If you choose to continue, reviews are welcome.)
Between Heaven and Hell, Ch 2: Sliding into Hell
The lights outside were bright in the midday sun, the asphalt hot as hell…or so they said. Protected from the glaring heat, the indoor office seemed an ice-box by comparison. Had hell, in fact, frozen over?
Yeah, right.
The girl kneeled before him on the floor in front of his desk while he watched with an arched brow, awaiting her answer. She was naked and in the cold, her nipples taught points which he eyed greedily.
His fingertips drummed on the armrest of his plush leather chair, specially dyed red and made of human skin. What did it matter? He was going back to hell at some point, eventually.
“Well?” he said, coldly. She trembled futher and he knew the answer. Before she could speak, he raised his hand. “Enough. I’m tired of your failure. I’ll get someone else on the task.”
Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him and he knew: she was falling for him. Rage roiled deep in his stomach at the thought but he kept his calm, patient with his temper. It would get its say soon. He took a deep breath and smoothed his hair back, standing fluidly and walking around the desk to join her before it. She looked up at him, face blank but for the hint of fear he could see deep in her eyes. How he cherished it. She, who had been through hell, knew fear. Of him. He smiled.
“My dear girl,” He said with his usual charm. He offered her a hand up, "You know you’re my favorite.” She took it silently and he pulled her to her feet. He stood back and examined her, undressing her naked body with his eyes and sneering smile. “But if you can’t get the job done, then perhaps one of my other agents would be better suited to the task.”
She stood with her body angled away from him ever so slightly, her free arm angled as though she were about to move. To shield herself form his gaze. He pushed her suddenly backward onto the desk and pinned her by the throat in his hand, thrilling at her alarm. She made no move to protect herself, only laid a hand on his arm reflexively.
“No,” she said softly.
He tilted his head to one side. “No?” he echoed mockingly. He straightened, releasing his hold on her. “Why.” His voice was cold again.
“Because he trusts me.”
“Does he now?”
“Yes. I can make it happen. I just need a little more time.”
“You’ve been saying that for months now. Time’s past up. Stop playing.’
“I am not playing. You of all people should know that it takes is patience, not brute force.”
“Yeah, well sometimes,” he leaned over her, grasping her hips in his viselike fingers, “brute force is necessary.” He shifted her body so she was bent over the desk, body open and vulnerable to him. He eyed the lash and claw marks he’d left on her back, healed over once again. He dug his fingers in with bruising force, angry that she’d let them heal so soon. He unzipped his pants and ground his hips against hers.
“You said – “
“Shut up. Rules have changed.” He thrust against her pussy, growling with frustration when he found her impenetrable. He slapped her ass and raked his clawed fingers down her back and she screamed in fear and pain.
“Bitch! You’ve been taking it from him and I’m not good enough for you anymore?”
“No, I –
“Fuck you,” he spat.
He thrust his fingers into her, flexing them inside and deliberately stroking sensitive areas to make her wet. She whimpered. He didn’t care why. Satisfied it was enough he pulled his hand out and gripped her hips, thrusting once again. She clenched down on him as he growled bestially at the heat inside her.
He rode her roughly, punishing her for the months without him, uncaring whether she felt any pleasure at all. His pleasure heightened almost to the brink when a thought occurred to him and he slowed his thrusts just enough to stay hard inside her.
She’d been fucking the angel for months – he thrust punishingly – and they’d stopped fucking, so there would be no suspicion of foul play. Then the first deadline neared. She’d failed. He’d been forced to thrash her as punishment and given her a new deadline. The angel had healed her wounds. Apparently it’d worked, because her next report had the angel nearly in their grasp.
But then...nothing. Nothing. For months. And this whole time, she’d been getting off on angel dick while he was forced to allow it. Well, no more. And he’d be damned again if he let her out of his grasp without forcing her to like it.
He thrust slowly, taking his time to work his way out. The tip of his cock nearly withdrawn, he thrust in once more, hissing at the feel of her around him. He worked his hands on her back, kneading and massaging around the claw marks he’d left, trying to ease the tension in her. She turned cautiously to look at him, confusion and apprehension in her eyes.
“You will come for me.”
She shuddered and turned to lay her face on the desk. He changed the angle and pace of his thrusts and reached down to run his finger over her clit, working his fingertip to move the hood back. She tensed again as he did so and he went to work.
He was gentle with his hand, rough with his hips. After several minutes – nearly ten, by his eye on the clock on the desk – she began trembling, nearing orgasm. But he pulled out, pulled his hand back. He tortured her with the pleasure, drawing out the exquisite agony.
He repeated the process several times, keeping his eye half on the clock before them, pleasuring them both for hours. He fucked her like this until he grew bored with it and resolved to end his fun on a high note. He increased the pace for a last time, thrusting punishingly into her until she shook violently with orgasm, incoherently mewling before him while he continued to thrust relentlessly. He pulled her hair and held her head to the desks hard surface, balancing with his fist next to her head. Finally indulging his appetite for her with masterful thrusts, deep, fast and merciless, she came again with a sob. He thrilled at the tight clenching around his cock.
She scrabbled at the desk as she felt yet a third wave, throwing papers and objects everywhere. He continued to ride out her pleasure, savoring her clenching flesh as he pounded into her with renewed viciousness. She shuddered around him again and he clenched his hands in her hair as he jackhammered into orgasm. He emptied himself into her with a roar of triumph.
Eyes glazed over, he blinked down at her, smiling to himself. His smile turned to a frown. Slowly and silently he leaned over her again, better to catch her lips moving beneath her mass of dark hair. Between pants, he could see her lips forming a word: Anthriel. Anthriel.
Stunned, he slipped out of her and she looked…relieved. Slowly his shock turned to anger. Anger which grew hot and unyielding. Tears of incoherent rage threatened to spill as he towered over her, trembling with fury. He whispered to her, “Your time is up…Jahi.”
His hands clenched into fists at his side. Red swam at the edge of his vision, narrowing until there was nothing but her.
She. Would. Pay.
(A/N: I hope you enjoyed that. Please review, it keeps me going! Write-on! - Ambrosia)
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