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A Coffin of a Lover

Different?” he asked, voice strained.

I closed my eyes, running my tongue up his thumb, sucking.  I nipped the top.  He groaned.

“Pyrrhic, you said?” I asked ruefully, dragging my lips up his index finger. 

“You're teasing me.”

“Genius.  Your turn-ons are weird.”

“Damn your feminine wiles.”

“You really like damning things, don't you?”

He pulled me down into the snow with him, wrapping his wings around us so I might as well have been on a feather bed in a parka. 

Schubert's quartet peaked.  He spooned me against his chest, arms wrapped round me like a mummy.  Samael lay like a corpse for a moment, apparently getting in the zone.  I grimaced as he stiffened.  He laughed roughly at my unease.

“That's just wrong,” I informed him.

“Angel lust-”

“Don

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