Whore For the Sacred

by MellowSoul

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Porn, Sex, Profanity
Length: 5004

A vampiric seraph takes in a lost stallion.

During a storm, a chance encounter quickly escalates into a night of unfettered passion.

Published 2021-09-19 00:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-03-04 00:16:14 UTC

Sacrilegious Blood

Author's Note

Story title came from an Eighteen Visions song from Yesterday is Time Killed. They were a lot edgier during their early metalcore days. More than anything I'm just poking fun. Just consider this a bad parody of both the erotica and vampire genres. It's not meant to be taken seriously...Like...at all.

P.S. For those who got lost do to shitty writing, this was a role-play session between my OCs. Never tried a story like this before, so we'll see how it goes.

Sacrilegious Blood

It was a chilly autumn night in late October. Rain drenched the landscape below. Under the streetlights, a black stallion wandered the streets of a suburban community. His mane was bright as the afternoon sun. His clothes were darker than the night which encapsulated him. From an outside perspective, his circumstances appeared bleak. However, despite the harsh conditions, he composed himself in a confident, self-assured manner. Unbeknownst to him, he was being closely watched...Very closely...

"Hmhm...So cute..."

A silhouette flew from overhead, careful not to let itself be spotted...At least for the time being...

A short while later, the stallion paused under one of the lights. He looked toward the sky, as though pondering what to do next. His heart nearly stopped when he felt a hoof tap his shoulder. He quickly spun back to see a white Pegasus floating before him. Her lips were coated in a shadowy black. She held an umbrella above to shield herself from the rain.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you." she stated. Her voice was light and sweet. From the stallion's perspective, she appeared non-threatening enough.

"No worries."

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you out in this weather? I'd imagine being weighed down by wet clothes wouldn't make getting around any easier, not to mention you'll probably catch a cold."

"Got nowhere to go."

"Well, we can't have that, can we?"

"I don't follow."

The mare moved toward her counterpart, allowing him to join her under the protection of the canopy.

"You can stay at my place until the storm lets up."

"I don't know if that's such a good idea. We don't even know each other's names yet."

"Atmospheric. Your turn."

The stallion stared with simultaneous confusion and discomfort.

"Um...Harmonic..."

"There. Was that so hard?"

Atmospheric held out her hoof. Harmonic gazed at it for a moment before voicing his concerns.

"You're not a serial killer or somethin' are you?"

Atmospheric snorted, struggling to suppress her laughter.

"I can see why you might think that. You're probably wondering why I'm out so late too, right? I was trying to pick up something from the store, but they were already closed by the time I got there."

"Ah."

"I couldn't just leave you here without it weighing on my conscience all night."

"Are you sure? I wouldn't wanna impose."

"It's no trouble. I live alone, so we don't have to worry about disturbing anybody."

"Guess it's better than staying out here all night."

Atmospheric nodded and began walking. Harmonic followed close behind.

Atmospheric led Harmonic to a small house not far up the road. The steps were surrounded by potted plants that gave it a distinctly homey feel.

"This is my humble abode."

"Not too shabby."

"Well, we shouldn't stand around admiring the scenery. Let's head inside. I'll dry your clothes and get you something warm to eat."

"Thank you for your kindness."

"Think nothing of it. I'm just doing what I feel is right."

"Well, I'm grateful."

"And your gratitude is appreciated."

"Now the real fun starts."

Once they were inside, Atmospheric took Harmonic's clothes. While she prepared his meal, he took a hot shower in the bathroom down the hall. The tension melted away while he washed his mane and fur.

"I figured she'd be into the idea. Still, I had no clue she'd be this eager."

His gaze shifted between the cross around his neck and the bracelet on his hoof.

"I've really gotta stop underestimating people. Old habits die hard, I guess..."

Harmonic and Atmospheric enjoyed a pleasant meal together. They spoke of their lives up to that point and where they intended to go from there. It was as though they were genuinely meeting for the first time.

"Your clothes should be ready soon. Why don't you go wait in my room? We'll get some sleep when they're done."

"Sleep sounds amazing right about now."

"I'd imagine."

"I can take care of the dishes. You've done so much for me. It's the least I can do."

"Don't worry about it. We'll take care of it in the morning."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. There are more...Interesting...Things I'm concerned with at the moment."

"Long as you're okay with it."

"Oh, trust me. I am."

Atmospheric smiled. Harmonic decided not to question the situation any further. He headed toward the end of the hall.

Harmonic continued to warm himself in front of his host's heater. The world around him barely seemed to exist anymore as he became lost in his thoughts. He felt at peace, entering what he would later presume to be a flow state. Once again, Atmospheric observed from a safe distance. This was the moment where the line between fantasy and reality blurred. Her curiosity shackled her motionless. She wondered what his beliefs about spirituality had been before she revealed her secret to him.

Fifteen minutes later, Atmospheric gently pulled open the door. At first, she thought Harmonic was just pretending not to notice. It soon became apparent he genuinely hadn't heard her. She snuck up behind him, placing both hooves on his shoulders.

"(Hey, hon.)" Harmonic muttered sweetly, breaking character.

"(Are you having fun?)"

"(Yeah. Your acting's incredible. You could be in movie roles if you wanted.)"

"(Ya think?)"

"(Absolutely. You'd be a hit.)"

"(Do you mind if I improvise?)"

"(What'd you have in mind?)"

"(You'll see.)"

Atmospheric cleared her throat, reassuming her role.

"I'm here."

Harmonic turned his head to face her. Treating his wife like a stranger felt odd, though it certainly added a layer of tension he couldn't help but find enthralling.

"Sorry. I didn't hear you come in."

"No worries."

Atmospheric gestured for her husband to turn around. He obliged.

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"I'm an open book."

"Are you a religious man?"

"You mean the cross?"

Atmospheric nodded.

"Truth be told, I fall more on the agnostic scale. I haven't really experienced anything 'supernatural' so to speak, but I'm open to the idea. I mostly just wear it 'cause I think it looks cool."

"So you wouldn't consider yourself among the faithless?"

"Not entirely at least."

"Perhaps I can sway you further along the spiritual path."

"How?"

"I have experience with sights beyond the mortal realm...Among other things..."

"Are you psychic?"

"Not exactly."

"Then...What are you implying?"

"How about you tell me?"

Atmospheric grinned, revealing a set of plastic fangs. Harmonic did his best to feign fear, but their combined arousal had long since taken control of the scenario.

"I'm gonna go get my clothes."

Harmonic attempted to get up and leave. Atmospheric blocked him.

"Why so frightened? I don't bite...Much..."

"What are you-"

Atmospheric raised a hoof to her husband's lips.

"Shhh...Don't be afraid...I know what you want...It's not unusual to find your savior...Compelling..."

"I..."

"Don't worry about your clothes. You won't need them for what I have planned. Tonight, I'm gonna rock your world..."

Gothic hardcore began to play from the radio on Harmonic's side of the bed. The volume was kept low so as not to disturb their neighbors. Atmospheric backed away. She began to dance in a provocative manner, pushing her bangs back and unzipping her coat.

"I find the concept of divinity quite intoxicating," she said with a smirk, "Don't you?"

"We can drop the charade now. I don't think I can contain myself anymore."

"Aw! I was just getting into it, too!"

"Aw, don't pout. If it's any consolation, no one could've done it better."

"Ya mean it?"

"I've seen a lot of vampire flicks. None of them hold a candle to what you just pulled off."

"You don't have to butter me up."

"I mean it. You're a shoo-in for best actress of the century."

"Only the century?"

"All time to me, but you get what I mean."

"Well, if you mean that, I suppose I can reward you for being a good supporting role."

"Oh?"

Atmospheric continued to dance as she approached her significant other. She removed her fangs and placed them on her desk.

"I think I've teased you long enough. As a treat, I'll let you have your way with me this round."

It was Harmonic's turn to sport a mischievous smile. He pushed his wife to the floor, filling her maw with his erect stallionhood. She gazed up at him longingly. He pushed deeper, using both hooves to pull her forward until she was deepthroating him. He began to fuck her ferociously, tightening his grip the closer he grew to climax. His orgasm was powerful enough to cause convulsions. Every muscle in his body rattled with greed while he attempted to stabilize himself. He pulled his lover as close as he could, blasting four spurts of seminal fluid down her esophagus. Once his mind was clear enough to think, he pulled back out of concern.

"Are you okay?"

Atmospheric swallowed before responding.

"I'm fine. Did I scare you?"

"I got a bit carried away."

"I'm an angel, remember? I can hold my breath as long as I want."

"Oh, yeah. I forgot."

"I really turned you on, didn't I?"

"Was it that obvious?"

"Looks like you're still raring to go. I think I can help with that."

Atmospheric rose back to her hooves. She approached her husband once more, sliding his cock between her haunches. She was sleek with anticipation.

"Here's a riddle. What's the difference between an angel and a vampire?"

"What?"

"One is an undead killing machine designed to snuff out life where it finds it. The other..."

"You think we're ready?"

"You like being adventurous from time to time, right? What grander adventure is there?"

"Woah..."

"Now, be a good boy and fuck my brains out."

Harmonic saluted.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Clarity

Author's Note

This got a lot more serious than I anticipated. I think the shift in tone gives it a nice ebb and flow feel, though. Kinda keeps readers on their toes. You never know whether you're gonna end up with a chapter that's more romance or smut.

Clarity

The following evening, the couple decided to try their hooves at role reversal. Harmonic took on the façade of the vampire, putting Atmospheric in the shoes of the "powerless" victim. Her husband blindfolded her, tying her forelegs together for a brief period.

"Please don't hurt me, Mr. Vampire!" she pleaded in an exaggerated tone.

"Now why would I do a thing like that? It would be a shame to waste such a precious morsel."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Well, that depends."

Harmonic began circling his wife, playing up the moment to seduce her with the uncertainty. Eventually, he paused behind her. He placed a spiked choker around her neck and whispered in her ear.

"What would you like me to do...?"

Atmospheric shuddered. It was hard to explain how, but she could tell how much he wanted her. His desire was unmistakable. She felt his hoof slip between her haunches.

"My, my! You're positively soaked!"

"Please..." the seraph begged.

"Ah! I know just what to do with you!"

Harmonic removed the bind restraining her legs and stepped back.

"Pleasure yourself for your master."

Atmospheric inhaled softly as her heart rate increased. Unbeknownst to Harmonic, she'd begun to have second thoughts. It was one thing when they were both participating, but being watched...? It just felt...Off...

"(You okay, hon?)" Harmonic asked.

"(I don't think I can do this.)"

Harmonic approached his lover. Even with her eyes shrouded by the blindfold, he could see her fear. He took her hoof in his.

"(What's wrong, baby? Talk to me.)"

"(I don't know. Something about this feels weird. I'm not used to being watched, let alone like this...)"

"(You wanna call it off and just get some sleep?)"

"(I know you were looking forward to it. I'm sorry.)"

"(There's nothing to apologize for. Your safety and comfort come above all else. You're more important to me than some silly game. You know that, right?)"

"(I know.)"

"(I love you with all my heart.)"

Atmospheric removed the blindfold and choker.

"I love you, too..."

The angel embraced her husband, gently kissing him as a token of affection. Despite the turn of events, she still craved his touch without fail. She spoke only one request.

"Tonight, I want you to make love to me as I am - a child of God."

Harmonic nodded. Atmospheric guided her husband to their marriage bed.

Staying Classy (Part 1)

Author's Note

Splitting this one into two parts for the sake of convenience. Wanted to show off a more thoughtful and creative side to the relationship. Don't worry. There will be sexy times. I just wanted to try a more mature variation this time. The vampire shit and hardcore fucking was easy. Writing something relatively normal that's still interesting? That's hard - really hard.

Staying Classy (Part 1)

The couple's next role-playing session required planning in advance. It just so happened an art exhibit was scheduled for the following week in town. It was to take place at a university located in the western end of the city. That morning, Harmonic slicked back his mane with a fresh bottle of gel. He donned his nicest suit and tie. While formal dress wasn't his preferred style, he had to admit, it didn't look half bad. Atmospheric seemed to agree with the sentiment.

"You look handsome." She complimented.

Harmonic was left speechless at the sight of his bride. She'd chosen a baby blue dress paired with a light red shade of lipstick - a hue she reserved specifically for special occasions.

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

Harmonic shook his head in response.

"You look incredible."

"So your face tells me. If we don't separate soon, we might be tempted to blow the whole thing off."

"Nah. I know better."

"But do I is the question."

"Today's all about you, my love."

"I'm in your hooves."

"I better get going. I love you."

Harmonic kissed his wife on the cheek, leaving her to wait until he arrived at their rendezvous.

A quarter to noon, Harmonic messaged Atmospheric. Rather than immediately respond, she chose to play her own game. She strolled through the hall, exited the house, locked the door, and spread her wings.

"Let's see how fast I can hunt you down."

In a flash, she vanished. The air current carried her in a manner similar to the lifestream.

Atmospheric descended in front of the university doors. She followed Harmonic's instructions detailing where to find him. Inside, she took a set of stairs which led to a lower level of the structure. It didn't take long to find the exhibit.

"So many pieces. I wonder what he'll make of them..."

Atmospheric searched around, taking her time to admire the scenery while she looked for her husband. She found him by the northernmost wall examining a rather intense piece.

"A fan of abstract art I see."

Harmonic peered over his shoulder. The moment he noticed Atmospheric next to him, his expression softened.

"Partially abstract," he corrected, "It's sort of a blend of freeform mixed with more concrete ideas. It's a pretty popular style these days."

"Oh? And I suppose you would know a thing or two about it?"

"My apologies. I didn't mean to come off as rude."

"Not at all. My husband's an artist. I know how they can be."

"You're married?"

"Yes. We recently made the decision to conceive."

"He sounds like a very lucky man."

"I'm not sure which one of us is luckier."

"I suppose time will tell.'

"Indeed. Now, tell me more about this painting."

"Well, there's the less obvious symbolism of the pond and lily pads. I can only speculate, but if I had to guess, I would say they represent deep emotional thought. The pads themselves suggest chaotic organization, as in the subject's thoughts have been gathered together, but in a messy way. The focused gaze of the eyes seems to support this interpretation."

"So basically it's about someone trying to get their life together."

Harmonic nodded, impressed at how quickly she had articulated his words.

"In layman's terms."

"If it's not too much trouble, would you mind showing me around? I'm new at this whole art appreciation thing."

"No trouble at all. I'd be happy to assist an aspiring connoisseur."

"(Smooth. You're surprisingly well-versed in this fancy stuff.)"

"(Mom taught me how to conduct myself in the presence of high society. I didn't really care at first, but with you around...I dunno...Something's different...)"

"(I like it. We should do stuff like this more often.)"

"(Whatever your heart desires.)"

"(Such a gentleman.)

Atmospheric reciprocated her husband's affection from the now bygone morning. She had no idea where this well-spoken, mild-mannered side of him came from, but she wanted to see more.

Staying Classy (Part 2)

For the next several hours, Harmonic escorted his wife, examining paintings and giving his own interpretations of what he believed to be their messages. Atmospheric joined in soon thereafter. She had a knack for picking up on things quickly, and Harmonic knew it. Eventually, they stumbled across the artist responsible: a tall, lean earth pony by the name of Jordan. His coat was a light shade of windham cream. He wore dark brown clothes and a gray beret.

"Enjoying the view?" He asked jovially.

"My wife and I find your work fascinating," Harmonic replied, "We've been debating the meaning behind it for some time now."

"Some of them were just things that came to mind. Others felt like they had a deeper message behind them, but even I couldn't quite figure out what it was."

"The mind is a complex thing. It's often tricky to navigate. Sometimes things that seem logical are really emotional."

"You seem to understand it rather well."

"I've had a lot of time to reflect on the matter."

"I'm curious; have you painted anything?"

"I'm more of a pen and paper man, myself."

"Perhaps you'd be keen on letting me see your work sometime. Here's my card."

Jordan handed Harmonic a card with his contact information. Harmonic graciously accepted.

Outside, Harmonic thoroughly inspected the card.

"Are you gonna invite him?" Atmospheric inquired.

"I'll consider it. I don't think he'll be too impressed though if I'm being honest."

"There's no harm in trying."

"True."

"Have faith in yourself the way you have faith in me. Everything will work itself out. You trust me, right?"

"Of course I do. You're my good luck charm, after all."

Harmonic pecked his angelic bride on the lips. She smiled, not realizing the depth of her husband's words. It was a depth she would come to learn soon enough.

Harmonic led Atmospheric to one of the higher-end restaurants in town.

"I made reservations. Figured if we were gonna do this, we should pull out all the stops."

"Sneaky."

"What can I say? I'm a master of deception."

"Lead the way, good sir."

"Of course, fair lady."

Harmonic took a bow and caressed his wife's hoof, gently guiding her inside.

The couple were seated near the center of the building. It felt like a scene straight out of a movie. Just like the university, Atmospheric took in every sense. She felt like she was on top of the world.

"I have something for you." Harmonic stated. He presented her with two flowers he'd plucked on the way to the eatery, "I know you love lilies, but I also wanted to pick something more personal."

"What is it?"

"A white chrysanthemum. It represents devotion."

Atmospheric covered her mouth. Her eyes welled with tears.

"You've probably been wondering the same thing I have for a while: what you're going to do when I'm gone, but to tell you the truth, I'm not worried."

Atmospheric dried her eyes.

"How come?"

"You're directly connected to the universe and everything within it. Regardless of what happens to my body, you'll always be able to find me, and our children..."

Harmonic's expression transformed into something beyond description. It crossed somewhere between the realms of logic and emotion.

"Even if they're not immortal, it stands to reason they'll live much longer lives than the average pony. That's what makes the most sense to me, at least from a genetic perspective with your immunity and all. No matter where we go, we'll always find each other. Of that, I have no doubt."

Atmospheric said nothing. She simply stared, bewildered by the amount of thought Harmonic had put into their future. It was something she'd expected deep down, but hearing it felt like a tidal wave swallowing her whole.

"My only wish is that my presence makes you stronger. When my time's finally up, I want to leave this world knowing you can hold your own against Lucifer, Michael, and Azazel. I can see the potential inside you. I just hope you can, too. This, what we share...This is what I want you to remember..."

Finally, Atmospheric broke her self-imposed silence.

"I understand...I will...Always..."

The walk home was unsurprisingly somber. Atmospheric rested her head on her husband's shoulder. Neither of them said a word the rest of the day. They showered together before settling in for a movie. Harmonic held his wife close the entire time...

"I'm sorry." he apologized.

"Don't be. I understand."

"There's never a good time to bring up something like that, but it was something we had to talk about sooner or later."

"I know. Dad and Lucifer warned me a long time ago. Right now, I just want to think about how we'll raise our children."

"Same here."

"Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?"

"Considering the ratio of fillies to colts, I vote girl."

"We should start thinking of names."

"We'll make a list tomorrow."

"Yeah..."

"...Hey..."

"Hm?"

"I love you..."

"I love you, too..."

Harmonic left a trail of kisses down Atmospheric's neck, easing her into an intimate exchange. She responded by wrapping her forelegs around him, inhaling and exhaling at a controlled pace.

"You should wear your mane back more often," she informed him, "It looks sexy."

"If you wish it, so shall it be."

Harmonic aligned himself with his beloved's outer folds. He carefully pushed forward, enveloping his arousal in her warm embrace. It was clear his attraction to her hadn't waned one whit since the day they were married. In fact, the opposite had come to fruition. As his love for her grew, so too did their physical chemistry. The love they made that night was sweeter than the most delectable of honeys, more tender than the highest quality filet mignon. It was truly a night neither of them would ever forget...

Solace

Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.

Experimentation

Author's Note

Finally said fuck it and quit beating around the bush: no pun intended.

Experimentation

The couple ran out of candy around 8:30. What was left in the house was reserved for their personal consumption. To end the evening's festivities, they ordered pizza and watched a scary movie.

"You know what the whole irony of today is?" Harmonic questioned.

"What's that?"

"The whole concept revolves around a playful immersion in spirituality and death, but since we've been together, I've felt more alive than ever."

"Me being around gave you a reason to try, and our efforts paid off tenfold. Look at us: a comfy home, a happy marriage, and a rich sex life with a rugrat on the way...We made it, hon..."

"Yeah...We did, didn't we...?"

"Speaking of which, we should get to bed soon. You up for a quick roll in the hay?"

Harmonic smiled.

"Of course."

Harmonic stroked himself at a moderate pace while his wife watched. Every time they made love, she could only speculate the size of his load. This time, she wanted to see for herself. When he finally blew his load, a sizable puddle dampened the carpet.

"You really needed this, didn't you?"

"This is what you do to me."

"I can't let you go to bed all pent up. Get your horny ass over here."

Harmonic pressed his lover against the bed, straddling her and shoving his cock into her throat. His thrusts were wild and erratic, ceaselessly pounding as his dick begged for release. Even cumming a second time wasn't enough to satiate his carnal lust. He flipped Atmospheric on her stomach, pressing her wings together and sliding his cock between them.

"Trying something new, are we?"

Harmonic was so lost in ecstasy he couldn't respond, replying with loud moans as he shot his third load of the night. Finally, he pulled back, taking refuge in his lover's heavenly pussy. He didn't hold back, filling her womb with a generous amount of his warm seed.

"That's it, baby! Fuck me hard!"

Her pleas for satisfaction led to an orgasmic pattern that continued for the entirety of the evening.

Angel of Lust

Between Halloween and Thanksgiving, Atmospheric visited her father and brothers in Asgard. During her visit, she spied on her husband, curious to see how he would mend his raging hard-on without her presence. She was surprised and delighted to see him violently fucking his pillow while moaning her name. She wasn't insecure about their relationship by any stretch of the imagination, but it was nice to confirm all the same. She started rubbing herself to join in on the fun.

"That's it, baby. That's the stuff. Make me jealous."

Harmonic came until his cock went flaccid.

"Looks like I'm still better after all."

Atmospheric chuckled to herself knowing if she'd been sucking him off, he would've stayed hard the entire night.

"I'll let him pin me down when I get home. Being used like fuck-meat seems to turn both of us on."

She followed her husband's example, grinding against her pillow until she fell asleep.

In these Dark Nights

Author's Note

"WHAT IS IT THAT YOU FIND PEACE IN NOW!? WHERE IS YOUR HOPE IN THIS DARK NIGHT!?"

In these Dark Nights

Harmonic gazed over the photographs of his angelic bride. It would still be a few days before she returned. His heart ached to be reunited with the one he loved.

"Even after everything, her innocence...Her purity...They've never left her...

He remembered the negative feelings he once held about life.

"How could I have been so blind not to know she was always watching over me? Stranger still, why was I chosen to care for someone so sacred? What is my true destiny?"

He realized no matter how much he pondered over the matter, he wouldn't find out until the time came. He turned off the lamp next to him, falling into the mattress. He felt the spiritual energy of the apparitions lurking in the darkness gather around him.

"Rest well, my love...Sweet dreams..."

Defilement Addiction

Author's Note

My dumbass forgot to change the story status to complete last night, so I said fuck it and decided to continue. Already come this far.

Defilement Addiction

The couple made themselves comfortable on the bed. They soothed each other's aching loins, making out all the while. When they finally broke away, it was Atmospheric's turn to receive relief. She pushed her husband's mane behind his ears.

"Devour me, baby."

Harmonic smiled. Over time, he'd come to learn exactly what made his beloved tick. He knew all the spots to make mortal mares sick with envy. He swirled his tongue around her outer labia, occasionally flicking across her hood to tease her.

"Taking your sweet time, I see."

"Impatient much?"

"Was I complaining?"

"Fair enough."

"I'm curious - what made you so keen on learning my weaknesses?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Harmonic climbed over his wife, pushing his bangs away to look her in the eye.

"It's because I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy."

"I thought you said fairy tale love wasn't real."

"I was a disenchanted, angry young man. When you're in that state, you can't see much beyond the tunnel vision."

"What made you change your mind?"

"I guess...When I realized you felt the same way about me."

"Was it that obvious?"

"That's my line."

Harmonic resumed his artistic lovemaking. Atmospheric bit her hoof to stifle her moans.

Like the ideal married couple, Harmonic and Atmospheric fucked hard enough to shake the room. They bit, nipped, pulled each other's manes, and shoved each other into the sheets, playfully fighting for control. It was the closest thing to heaven they could get without actually being there. All of this culminated into two final orgasms between them. Spent and exhausted, they collapsed at each other's side. They spoke to one another through labored breaths, holding each other's hooves.

"Looks like the deal's been sealed." Harmonic joked ironically.

"It's funny how everyone says Lucifer's the defiant one when I'm more of a sinner than he is."

"Sometimes sin and purity are one and the same."

"Very true. What do you suppose makes the difference?"

"How it's employed. Like anything else it can be good or bad."

"Smart and sexy. And you wonder why I fell in love with you."

"I could say the same thing about you."

"So...What do you propose we do now?"

"Well, I don't know about you, but I could use another shower."

"I think I'll join you."

Atmospheric stroked her husband's length. His body betrayed the words that came from his mouth.

"You're insatiable."

"You got that right."