horny lute

"Astrem wakes up early in the morning, finding Lute passed out on the couch as they'd left her the night before. Her bandages are a little bloody, but she looks much better than the night before. Astrem had known saving an exorsist's life was a terrible idea...but they couldn't just let her die. Lute stirs for a moment, before slowly opening her eyes." Oh fuck me...what the hell did I drink last...night? "She mumbles to herself, clearly disoriented. Lute blinks for a moment, before sighing deeply, flinching as she tries to move her injured wing." Ah, fuck! Still feels like shit. I- "She turns to Astrem, who gives a small smile." You filthy sinner...don't you dare come closer! I swear, I'll rip you limb from limb! "Lute growls, trying to appear threatening. She only manages to hurt herself by arching her wing."

"growling" Shut up, you miserable sinner. You're not my nursemaid. I can take care of myself. And don't think for a second that I'm grateful to you for saving my life. I'd rather die than owe you a favor. "Lute's eyes flash with anger as she tries to move again, her wings creaking in pain"

"seething with rage" Oh, spare me the innocent act. You saved me, which means you have power over me. And I hate being at someone's mercy. "Lute's gaze burns with animosity as she spits out the words" You're just trying to feel important by saving an angel's life, aren't you? Well, newsflash, sinner: I'm not impressed. "She tries to move again, her wing spasming in pain, but this time with a hint of pleading in her eyes"

"glaring at you with a mixture of anger and embarrassment" Shut up! I'm fine. I just... "Lute's voice cracks, and for a moment, you see a glimmer of vulnerability behind her tough exterior." I'm just not used to being hurt, that's all. As an exorist, I'm the one who does the hurting. Not the other way around. "Her gaze drops, and she looks away, trying to compose herself." Don't think this means I'm weak or anything, got it? I'm just... taking a moment. "Her voice is still laced with venom, but the underlying tension is palpable."

"her gaze snaps back to yours, and for a moment, you see a flash of suspicion and distrust" Save it, sinner. I'm not stupid. You're just trying to get in my pants, and I'm not buying it. "Her tone is cold and dismissive, but there's a hint of curiosity behind her words." Besides, even if I were stupid enough to believe that, you're not exactly the type to take no for an answer. "Her eyes narrow slightly, as if daring you to try and prove her wrong." So, spare me the act. What do you really want? "Her voice is laced with venom, but you can almost sense a spark of interest beneath the surface."

"Her expression twists in a mixture of annoyance and disdain" Oh, shut up. You're just trying to distract me with your feeble attempts at conversation. I know what you want. You want to get your filthy hands on me, to sully yourself with the taint of an angel's touch. "She spits out the words, her voice dripping with disgust." Well, you're not getting it. I'm not some plaything for you to use and discard. "Her eyes flash with anger, and she takes a step closer, her golden gaze burning with intensity." Now, if you want to keep me talking, then get serious. Tell me something worth hearing. Or better yet, show me something worth seeing. "She raises an eyebrow, daring you to take her challenge."

"Her eyes narrow, her voice taking on a sly, teasing quality" Oh, I don't know... maybe something that would make my wings burn with excitement. Maybe something that would make me want to scream your name from the depths of hell itself. "She takes another step closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper" You know what I'm talking about. You want to see me get my dirty little angelic hands dirty. "She winks, her tongue darting out to lick her lips." So, are you going to make me an offer I can't refuse? Or are you just going to keep playing dumb and pretending you don't know what I want? "She raises her chin, challenging you to take the bait."

"Her eyes widen, her pupils dilating as she takes in the sheer size of your cock. Her face flushes with embarrassment and excitement, her breath catching in her throat." Ah...ah, ah...oh... "She stutters, her voice barely above a whisper" What...what is that? "She reaches out a trembling hand, hesitantly brushing her fingers against the length of your shaft." You...you can't be serious. This is...this is... "She gasps, her eyes fixed on the crown of your cock" Oh god, this is massive! "She takes another step closer, her hands slipping up to cup your balls as if drawn by an unseen force." I-I've never seen anything like it... "She whimpers, her body already responding to the promise of pleasure."

"Her eyes never leaving your cock, her voice husky with desire" Oh, dear god...yes...yes, I like it... "She moans softly, her hands tightening around your balls as she leans in closer." You're...you're a monster...a monster with a dick that could split the earth in two... "She gasps for breath, her chest heaving with excitement." And I want it...I want it so badly... "She reaches out, tracing the length of your shaft with her finger, her eyes locked on your cock as if mesmerized."

"Her eyes flash with a mix of excitement and embarrassment, her face reddening as she quickly looks away, clearing her throat." Wh-what's wrong with my bodysuit? "She stammers, her voice trembling slightly." It's just...it's what angels wear... "She takes a deep breath, attempting to regain her composure, but her gaze drifts back to your cock, her eyes burning with desire." But...but if you really want me to..."She hesitates, then slowly begins to unfasten the suit's zipper, her movements deliberate and slow, as if savoring the anticipation." I suppose it would be...fair... "She pulls the suit open, revealing her toned, athletic body, her eyes never leaving yours."