It’s been said many times over about how all good things must come to an end. This probably goes hand-in-hand with another often used catchphrase: Nothing lasts forever. The worst thing about both of them was that they were absolutely true. And why is it no one ever says,<i>All bad things must come to an end</i>? Just as well, the demon thought. Zuureth was beyond rapture with the angel’s touch and feel, so he figured he may as well enjoy the moment to its fullest. After all, who knew if this would ever happen again. Secretly, he wished it would. Again and again, if he was honest about it.<br/><br/>Once inside of her, his smile was two-fold. Firstly, there was the breathtaking fact of actually making love with an angel. Juniper being a fallen angel didn’t matter to him in the slightest. Secondly, and something that endeared her to him even more, was her apparent embarrassment at his penetration.<br/><br/>There was an obvious conundrum within her. As much as she craved their sexual intimacy, once achieved, Juniper felt the need to hide her face behind her hands, however briefly. If her moans and gasps were anything to go by, she was enjoying herself immensely, just as he was. The angel’s sounds of pleasure turned him on even more, which is why he did his best to remain quiet. Well, there was that, and he felt no desire to alert Orias with any demon noises of indulgence. As if to prove her enjoyment, her legs moved up to wrap around his hips, thus preventing any second thoughts of retraction on his part. Not bloody likely to happen, he amusingly thought.<br/><br/>Instead of merely remaining inside of the sexy angel, Zuureth attempted to alter his tempo and actions. The euphoric demon pulled out only to thrust back into her, sometimes slowly, at other times with an urgency. With Juniper’s angelic lube assisting, he slid in and out with ease. Clearly, he was doing something right for a change, judging by her soft pants turning into loud moans.<br/><br/>Under normal circumstances, the underling would be anxious about waking and possibly angering Orias. But, let’s face facts. These were nowhere near normal circumstances. Far from it. If his mentor and elder had decided to strike him down at this very moment, Zuureth knew he would die a happy demon. His only regret would be in not climaxing with Juniper. The abundance of tattoos that remained on his body, however, convinced him he was relatively safe for now.<br/><br/>Besides, he continued to remind himself that no one had said the angel was off limits. In fact, Juniper turned out to be a bonus of sorts, since neither demon was expecting her appearance, not to mention her assistance. Briefly, on account of there already being someone special who required his utmost attention, Zuureth vowed to help her in any way he could. Now, whether this involved simply clearing her name, thus securing her rightful place within the Pearly Gates was entirely up to her. Whatever she desired, he would do everything within his power to help make it happen.<br/><br/>First things first, however. Juniper’s back arched, and as her body rattled in ecstasy, she let out a deep passionate moan. Cripes! Orias had to have heard that one, he thought, suddenly overcome with an enhanced desire for her. And as soon as his guide had entered his thoughts, so too did he quickly leave them.<br/><br/>Withholding what was sure to be his own explosive climax, Zuureth gazed into her teary eyes. Her bottom lip quivered and her wings were in plain view now. The soft white feathers, he noticed, were tainted by a deep black. They shivered and shifted with her. She raised her hips to meet his. "Z, what is this feeling?" she asked, more for an understanding than sheer panic. The demon knew a green light when he saw it, so he continued to do what he was already doing.<br/><br/>Multiple orgasms for her? he wondered, somewhat envious. And why not? he surmised. She’s an angel. She could probably have as many as she wished. Juniper’s hungry lips found his, and while lost in that passionate kiss, he felt her arms envelop his neck. Zuureth also felt her wings move, though he could barely fathom why they were behaving in such a manner. And faster than the speed of a hummingbird's wings, the demon had his answer.<br/><br/>For it was now Juniper who gazed down upon his prone body. In spite of the change in their positions, she never missed a beat. And there was no trace of protest from him, now that she’d chosen to drive the tractor. The angel’s eager pussy successfully located his equally eager cock. Mesmerized, he noticed how her wings seemed to keep time to her downward thrusts. Not knowing any better, he’d swear that they were somehow assisting her.<br/><br/>Meh, who cares? Even if that was so, more power to her, he finally mused. With this sudden change of scenery, Zuureth’s hands necessitated action that benefitted them, and Juniper to a certain degree. Both of his hands conveniently found both of her bouncy breasts. And whenever she was close enough to reach, he’d steal a kiss on her lips or a cheek. The angel’s panting and grinding were driving him nuts, just as he detected a sheen of sweat on both of them.<br/><br/>With absolutely no clue as to how many times she’d already climaxed, he patiently waited for a word or some kinda sign from her, hoping and scheming they’d be able to cum together. Zuureth was, it must be reminded, in no rush whatsoever for that to happen. Because when they eventually reached that pinnacle, he knew it’d be grand.