Hell on Earth ..... Mature

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So pleased was she with her new catch, Leona was smiling, a proud one, a satisified one, a happy and contented one. It was obvious that this angel had never had such close physical contact with another being before, his actions giving that away slightly. "Mmm..." His soft and gentle kisses and nuzzling made Leona unwilling to stop at all, just deciding that it would be best to give in to that primal need she was well aqquainted with. She was still behind him, and down, she lifted his body up as she flipped herself on the other side of Victory, Leona's legs wrapping around his lower abdomonen, easily straddling the angel. Her hands slide around to touch the front side of his wings, not letting up in the least.

Her lips travelled up his neck, placing tender kisses there, golden eyes closed for the moment to just savor it. And then they opened, continuing on their way up, to find the angel's lips again. This kiss wasn't soft and tender; it was more passionate, and this time, she begged for entry within, hips lightly pressing her lower body against his own.

Leona was no novice at seduction nor sex; in fact, that was when she usually fed off of the people that had fallen for it. But now, she had no desire or the urge to feed, to open up her senses and suck people dry from all emotion and feeling. The woman wanted Victory to feel every bit of it, to not be numb, to know, see, feel, and remember. Her hands went deeper into the soft plumage that all birds had underneath the coarser wings, another soft purr coming from Leona.

[midnight]

Victory gaped, his sky blue eyes widened and he stiffened a bit uncertain about this knew position. He stared up at Leona in panic as she rapped her legs around him. Victory's hands went to her thighs hips trying to stop her but then he gasped in surprise feeling an all new sensation as her hands came down onto the inside of his wings causing him trembled underneath her. He was about to protest liking the change when cool lips descended upon his neck, causing him to stammer... when...

Victory let out a loud shout of surprise for her lower body pressed his now very noticeably aroused member hidden beneath his white robe ... it was nothing at all like his wings, this streamed at him, suddenly aware what was taking place. He knew about how mortals copulated, but never paid much mind to it. He was about the to protest but it was too late... Leona's kisses were become more vigorous, once she reached his lips it was all over. Victory lost his breath as her fingers sifted deeper, and just as masculine chest inhaled again to begin shouting protests, icy cool passionate lips melded into his like, they were so frigid it seems as if they would burn him his chest and throat rumbled in alarmed panicked protests but all that could be audibly heard was"............mmmmmmmmm.....!" as she forced herself upon him. Victory gripped tightly not sure what to do, at first he tried fight the passionate kiss, but slowly he began to give in, kissing her back, enjoying the cool sweet taste of her lips.

When another gasp from him derived from his wings caused his mouth to open, his eyes widened in horror and dismay feel her tongue slide into his mouth, his body beneath her tightened up and flailed a bit but then this too passed, and he eased back down, groaning in bewildered bliss.

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Again, it seemed his protests weren't over. He didn't know how to react at all to her in this stage in the game, and then, he just gave in as well. Leona let her kiss end, pulling back and slowly licking her lips, getting more of that taste of the angel beneath her. Hands had ghosted down her body, from hips to thighs to hips again, and she continued downward, nuzzling his neck softly. Leona had no plans on pushing him past what Victory was capable of feeling comfortable with, and she would ease him into it, slowly, carefully guiding the angel.

The man was hard beneath the robes of white, and suddenly, Leona grinned. Who could say they had an angel in bed? Not many, that was for sure. After all, weren't the angels supposed to be virtuous, always keeping themselves pure? It was a devilish thought Leona came across to corrupt this poor slave that she had stumbled across. Her lower body slowly pressed up against his own, gauging his reaction, unsure if she was allowed to proceed. Leona didn't stopp playing with the feathers of his wings, enjoying their feel on her skin more and more. Her body pressed up against Victory's was a stark contrast to their temperatures; hers was more like an ice, and his own, a fire to her skin. "May I keep going?" she whispered in his ear, after givinng it a small nip, wishing for his own permission before going forward with what she had planned on doing.

Kisses were laced softly down his neck, and the telekinesis came in handy when she pushed the robes away, just a little, to kiss his chest, giving Victory a contented sigh. Inhaling his scent deeply once more, Leona looked up to the angel. "If you don't want me to, I won't."

[midnight]

Victory looked up at her in silent dismay she broke the passionate kiss and he searched for her lips once more but she moved down to snuggle his neck. The angel let out a loud yelp of surprise as she press her lower body down him causing him to tense.

Victory whimpered some not to do, he couldn't really seem to think as vampiress continued to tease his wings.

"May I keep going?" she whispered in his ear,

"My wings...!" he gasped shying away from her a bit she she nibbled his ear. His chest rose and fell faster and faster as she worked her lips down his neck to his chest, "W-w-what...no... no," he pleaded starting to panic, when found top of his rob being slowly began to tare slightly open exposing the bronze skin of chest.

"If you don't want me to, I won't."

But Victory was not in the mood to listen or even reason with Leona one hand gripped his robe and the other powerful bronze arm, rapped around her waist the threw her off him with a low angry snarl. He quickly got to his feet keeping robe shut and glared at her angrily, "How dare you touch me!" he shouted at back her holding himself, feeling very violated, Victory then took of into the sky.... quite clearly attempting to fly past the boundary she had set for him.

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Leona let out a snarl, more feral and animal like than the angel would ever hope to produce. The sdust was brought up from the pounding of his furious wings, and she had to sheild her eyes and let out a small cough before it settled, leaving Voctiroy a slight head start. Furious that he would disobey her after Leona had warned him clearly, Her feet left the ground as the short woman began to basically sky-step, telekinesis providing her with a small platform for each step she took, ascending higher and higgher, running in the sky to catch up with him, not going to stop him by force just yet.

Ending up in front of him, Leona looked straight up in his eyes. "I think you mean, 'How dare you touch me.. and let me enjoy it.'" He had enjoye her gentle kisses and touches, if for just a bit. Leona didn't break eye-contact with the angel, and let the telekinesis of hers keep his wings in place, his body now supporting by the physic force she possessed.

"If you had told me to stop.. then I would have. There was no need to throw me and take off past the barrier I step. And now.. I warned you, didn't I? You'll have to pay the price for dispbdience, Vic," she said softly, returning to his outstretched and very vulnerable wings that he had.

[midnight]

"I think you mean, 'How dare you touch me.. and let me enjoy it.'"

Victory clenched his teeth, his sharp sky blues eyes trying figure out how she could be flying with out wings, but then he saw how she was balancing and was about push her off the her invisible platform when suddenly his an invisble force wings gripped his wings. The angel cried out in both pain and terror as he strained to move them but was unable to and closed his eyes feeling himself fall but then he was held fast... not by his own power but by hers. Every muscle in his body flexed as he strained to break free.

"If you had told me to stop.. then I would have. There was no need to throw me and take off past the barrier I step. And now.. I warned you, didn't I? You'll have to pay the price for dispbdience, Vic," she said softly,

Victory up stared at Leona and began shaking his head trying to deny his guilt in terror as she scolded him, "I didn't know! I forget where the barrier was!" he lied saying just about anything as she reached out for his wings. But then he got angry and lashed out "Keep your filthy hands off me!" he shrieked at her, fighting get out of his invisibly bindings that held him.

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His shrieking hurt her delicate ears, and leona cringed back, before her temper flared once more. As Victory struck out, having whirled around to do so, Leona put her left hand up to block his hand, and her right gave him a good hard slap across the face, making usre that his head snapped to the side with the force of it. Leona's left hand came up to hold his chin, jerking it so that he was forced to look at her.

"Stop it," she commanded him, "Stop accusing me of doing things. Just make me immortal like yourself, and there wouldn't be a problem, now, would there?" She was still fuming, but her anger was cooling down, slowly but surely.

"Now, we are going to go back to my apartment, and you will behave yourself, canary." The vampiress looking him up and down, before letting the two descend back to the ground, where her hold on him was released. "Shut up, do not hit me, and do as I say," she said sharply. Walking silently in the dead of night, it seemed like this was second nature to the woman. It would have made some wonder why she was so accustomed to it, but then.. the smart wouldn't ask.
An ivisible string was pulling the angel along, whether he wanted to come with her or not.

[midnight]

Victory cursed as she swatted his hand away, and the let a muffled yelp off surprised pain as she struck him hard accross the face with her super human strength that it quite nearly brought tears to his eyes. Victory's dazed sky blue eyes flickered up to meet hers nervously as she force him to raise his chin and look at her.

Stop it," she commanded him, "Stop accusing me of doing things. Just make me immortal like yourself, and there wouldn't be a problem, now, would there?

"But you're not immortal, and I can't change it, " Victory corrected her sulkily, still hurting from when she had hit him.

"Now, we are going to go back to my apartment, and you will behave yourself, canary."

Victory took in a nervous breath and she looked him up down, he very so very vulnerable being suspended helpless in the air... which used to be to his advantage being able to fly, but she could take him at any point she wished even in the sky.

The angel let out one last shout, as he made his last desperate attempt to fly, but it was not to be, he panted heavily as he was forced back down to the ground.

"Shut up, do not hit me, and do as I say," she said sharply.

Victory cringed a bit, as the darkness settled, his large white wings folded in tightly as his sky blue yes looked out into the darkness. Usually he had the power to shine light onto it, but not at the moment he couldn't even break the simple invisible string, "Let me go," he growled trying pull away, though he wasn't as loud as he was in the day.

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She growled, pulling him closer jerkily to her with that invisible string. Try as he might, Victory wouldn't be escaping too soon. "Shut up. If I release you here... Well, nobody exactly knows what it is that goes bump in the night," Leona said, warning him to be quiet. At this point in time, Leona couldn't defend the two of them and keep the angel on a leash. She wouldn't apologize for hitting the man; after all, he did deserve it. However, that didn't stop Leona from feeling sorry for doing so, though she wouldn't admit it, not even to herself.

They wound their way through the streets, Leona careful as always, though this time, she was more on the defensive. Sure, she was wealthy enough, but that didn't mean she could buy her way out of everything. Leona had never come close to being sold into slavery, but that was the least of her worrys at the moment.
A small growl came from her as she saw a Lycan, loose in his animal form, prowling the streets. Pulling the angel in tow behind her into a side street, which was more like an alley, Leona waited, patiently as possible. She wouldn't risk a fight, and she had no weapons on her person at all. "Alright, Vic, up we go." She let go of his leash for a spit second, so tiny that he wouldn't have time to react, and then began to scale the nearest building, grinning as she did so. Leona didn't use telekinesis, but on just pure muscle. "No flying, either. Use that raw power of yours," she said, reaching the top and waiting for him to follow. His wings were locked in place, thanks to that physic force of hers, and he wouldn't be able to use them for a bit.

[midnight]

"Shut up. If I release you here... Well, nobody exactly knows what it is that goes bump in the night," Leona said,

Victory quickly did become quiet, obviously not found of the dark and he soon followed Leona a little more closer and struggled less as they entered the streets. He wanted to fly so bad, everything would be all right up there, he thought. Victory jumped a bit hearing the growling noise, but then looked down in surprise to see it was coming from Leona. He quickly frowned as she took him into a narrow alley, "I don't want to go in there," he pleaded pulling against the invisible binding she had on him, for he hated tight spaces and to top it off it was dark out.

"Alright, Vic, up we go."

The large angel looked up at are a bit perplexed as she wanting him to follow her. "My wings!" he hissed impatiently at her.

"No flying, either. Use that raw power of yours," she said,

Victory glared at her annoyed..... though he was strong, he wasn't at all cat like in the slightest! he wasn't built for stealth and agility? He was pillar of power, strength and endurance, there was no way he could get up there with out his wings. "I can't! release my wings! I have them so I can fly!" he snapped at her, folding bronze arms over his chest.

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"I can't! release my wings! I have them so I can fly!" he snapped at her, folding bronze arms over his chest.

"Hah, how about... no?" she retorted, knowing full well that Victory the angel was more like a brute strength type of force, rather than speed and agility. Leona pitied him, and, though slightly unwillingly, released his wings, though he was still attached to her.
"Okay, wings are free, and I'm tired. Let's get a move on."

Since she had given him that little freedom, she would at least try to be resilient when it came to him later, with the demands and yelling. Besides, it wasn't like Leona was a heartless bitch, she just didn't like it when people disobeyed her. No, Leona wasn't controlling, but she did things for a reason. And that reason often related to her judgement. So when somebody disobeyed her orders, they were questioning not only her authority, but her logic skills as well, which was as good as calling her an idiot. And Leona, like most sane-minded people, hated it when others did that. And when people did, well,.... They ended up either dead or badly shaken, putting it at that. Leona was a prideful person, perhaps too much so for her own good.

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Victory ruffled up his wings stretched out a bit just before take off and then ////woooooooosh!\\\\ his swings fanned out to there full length and took off, creating a powerful gust of wing that notched over trash cans as he soared into the air. But he didn't stop and kept going flying up and up past the roof tops until the moonlight gleamed off his wings! The angel Let out a loud shout of triumph as he spiraled spiraled off into the night sky. Victory then dove downwards trying to loose Leona in the roof tops and chimneys.

Finally thinking he had lost her shot back up into the sky trying make into the approaching clouds. Very much don't she could follow so high much less able to follow in the swirling white abyss.

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Watching the white angel fly made Leona grin, as though she had contibuted to some good in the world, though that wasn't really true. A small sigh came from her, and she called out to him, loud enough she that he would hear, before he went high into the clouds :
"Stay in the boundaries, and be back in a hour, Vic!"

Leona wasn't sure that Victory would entirely listen, but then again.. she could always track him with that collar she had placed on him. There was a tracking device in there too, all thanks to the wonderful device called a GPA. Besides, if Victory didn't come back when she called for him, the flying priviledge would be lost to him for a long period of time, and, by the way he kept harping on about his wings, that would really upset the poor guy.

Continuing on the rooftops, Leona was quick and nimble, quickly moving, arriving at Syndicate quite early, for usual. ADeciding that she would feed before heading upstairs, the woman went out on the dance floor, enjoying herself greatly, draining the crowd, not very much, of their energy, those feelings, letting them go numb for a little while. They would get light-headed, though nothing truly bad would happen, for there was too many people around.

[midnight]

Victory didn't come back, he flew into the clouds and vanished from sight. The wind raced through his hair, as he flee shot through the air all the while fearing that Leona was going to be right behind him. Flying countless miles with out stopping, Victory went with out stopping getting far away from the city and past the forest till mourning came. The sun now shining brilliantly in the sky, Victory landed landed into fields of wheat out into the middle of the country somewhere.

To exhausted to go any further Victory settled down, falling asleep in the middle of the peaceful wheat field... planing on finding something to break his collar in nearby barn in the mourning, right then he was just content to lay down and rest.

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Leona cursed loudly, exiting the club with a furious pace. Heading upstairs to her room, she pulled out the tracker, knowing that this would be the last time he would fly in a while. "Goddamn.. bastard that he is.." she uttered angrily, climbing out the window, and exiting it to the streets below, moving quicker, following where the GPA led. It took her along the city, showing that the man had flown quite a ways off before resting somewhere, which was where the woman planned on catching him again.

Growling as she finally came upon the barn at around three in the morning, a hit was placed upon his face, though not as hard as yesterday's. It would be enough to wake up Victory, and let him know that she was very pissed off. Pulling the man up but his collar, she got a hold of him by his wing, making sure to hold on tight enough so the angel couldn't escape. "Learn to obey, foolish immortal." Tugging him along behind her again, Leona held on, trekking through the feilds, and coming upon the city once more. The dawn of the sun in the morning was a beautiful sight to behold, but at times, Leona found it a painful reminder of the good of the world, the things that she would never really belong with.

"Hope you enjoyed that little flight of yours; its the last you'll be getting in a while."