Playtime (Amara) *M*

[daimon]

Daimon smiled lightly as he looked around, he was at his home in the outskirts of the city. It was a nice decent sized manor with fallen guards at the front door. "Where is my dear slave of lust?" He asked. One of the fallen looked to him, this member of fallen was a captain. "Sin, should I send for her my lord?" The man smiled. "No need, She will come to me... She feels her soul ache for me... even now... How she longs to be with me... I know her soul... I know her heart." He spoke gently.

He walked past the man. "Im going to retire to my room."
Daimon muttered. Daimon walked upstairs to a black door. He opened it and walked inside of the room. She would come to him... she would come to him soon... his beautiful slave... How he longed to touch her again. He pulled his crimson coat off tossing it to the side of the room leaving it hanging on a chair. Afterward he pulled his black muscle shirt off leaving it laying in the floor. He walked over to his bed laying down... How he came to long for his dear slave. "Come to me...." He whispered.

[amara]

Auhna smiled. She could hear his voice in her head. She swayed gently in her little sleep area her outfit short and sexy. She yawned as her wings fully out. Yes, two wings. However she was like a bird that was clipped. She could not fly. She walked in one step and was gone. She appeared in his home. She waved to the guards and opened he bedroom door. She paused there for a moment and then walked twords his bed she smiled wings melted into a tatoo on her back. As she crawled onto the bed and towered over him.

She smiled 'Mmm, my sweetest sin. I heard you calling' she smiled Stroking his face smiling at him again. 'I'm here to please you my master' she said sitting on his waist looking to him. She smiled her hair was pulled to the side. She'd gotten a hair cut the last time she was with him. She wondered if he'd noticed. She looked to the side a cock to her head.

[daimon]

"Please me... how long I have waited to hera my beautiful slave say that." He gently looked up at her his hands moving up her waist slowly. "You have such a pure soul... such a soul, lust radiates from you. " He gently moved his hands up her waist. "Pleasure your master?" He bit his lip lightly. "First let me see your body..." He felt his cock already hardening at the thought of his slave. His eyes pierced hers. Daimons soft blue innocent eyes, the eyes of an angel.

Slowly he unzipped his jeans and pulled them off with her on top of him, leaving him in his black silk boxers. His eyes looked up at her. He longed to feel her touch against him. He longed to play with his beautiful slave. "You look beautiful, your hair a bit shorter but it is as always adequate." He looked at her his gentle eyes peircing her very soul. He took her hand placing it on his abs. "Play with me, my slave." He mused.