Amara moaned as she filled the angel until her stomach was so broad she<em>looked</em>nearly ready to give birth before finally coming to a stop, panting and sweat glistening across her body, looking down at the angel and smiling, stroking the belly almost gently, her voice tired, but very, very satisfied. "You look...beautiful like that. Your body is...so very lovely, Nelchael. I almost hate to pull out, and let it come out of you, but..."<br/><br/>With a soft sigh, she pulled out and smiled again. "Will you join me as I rest for the night, or would you rather formulate plans for keeping your superiors from realizing what has happened?"