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Title: All Your Sweet Desires
Author: xsilverleenx
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Jadam...het? I dunno how that works out, either. HOLYSHIT.
Notes: From the same universe as Big Man With A Gun.
Disclaimer: Are you fucking kidding me? Not real, never was real, won't be real, I don't make money from this.
Adam shrugged off his over jacket and dropped it on the back of a chair. The room was cozy, warm, a welcome relief from the rest of the estate. After a long day dealing with his advisers, the large, luxuriant bed beckoned to him and Adam almost moaned, thinking of laying in the red folds of its sheets. Hopefully not alone.
"You need an heir..."
Adam ground the heel of one palm into his eye. His gaze shifted to the window.
The shutters opened. A dark shape with smoky wings swept through it and glided into the light. Jade's feet touched the floor and the window closed by itself. His wings dissolved, the purple in his eyes draining away to brown as he approached Adam. "Roof and balconies are clear," he reported. "Looks like it'll be a quiet night."
Adam smirked. He loosened his tie and undid the first few buttons of his shirt. "The night may be quiet, though I don't intend the same for us." He held a hand out.
Jade came to him and Adam raised his hand to cup Jade's face, blue eyes studying his features. He said softly, "You don't have to hide from me."
Jade seemed to wait a moment for Adam to take back his request. Then his wings spread behind him, eyes bleeding to amethyst.
Adam leaned close, thumb brushing Jade's cheekbone. "I love your eyes," he whispered against Jade's temple. Jade smiled and reached his hands up, easing Adam's shirt off his shoulders. "Whatever pleases you, Adam," he said, sounding happy about the prospect.
Adam's lips trailed across his temple to his ear. "It would please me more if you were naked."
Jade let Adam's shirt drop and moved on to his pants. "First things first, m'lord."
The Baron let his hands wander over Jade's form while the incubus disrobed him with his clever hands, managing to make something so simple into a titillating experience.
"You need an heir..."
"Adam?" Jade was looking at him questioningly. His hands had stopped moving, lost in the events of his meetings, the repeated reminder that as a ruler he was to perform certain duties. Even if those duties held no interest for him.
Adam sighed through his nose. "It's nothing, I promise you." He pushed his nose into Jade's hair and inhaled the scent there. Jade's hand on his arm made him pull away to look the incubus in the face.
"You're feeling guilty about something," Jade stated.
Adam squirmed under his assessing gaze. "It's nothing," he said again.
Jade smirked. "You know it's useless lying to me, yet you persist in doing it. How novel."
Adam bristled, ready to defend himself, then realized the folly of doing so. He slumped, gaze dropping. "I'm supposed to be making heirs," he said flatly.
"Ahh." Jade's brows rose. "So you feel guilty spending your hours with me instead of with womenfolk."
Adam's head snapped up, "I don't desire them. Don't mistake that. I can't bed a women for the sole purpose of procreation."
"So you must be attracted to them in order to do your lordly duty."
"Yes--"Adam begain. "Wait, no."
Jade watched him fluster with an amused smile. "Do you desire women?"
Adam studied Jade's open expression. Not sensing hostility, he admitted carefully, "Once in a blue moon. If just to cease this nagging at the back of my mind."
Jade tipped his head to the side, eyes half-lidded. "I can be a woman."
Adam stared. "Beg pardon?"
"Cubi are both and none. We embody both genders," Jade explained. "And become whichever our host desires more. Therefore if you desire a woman--" Jade spread his hands. "You need look no further."
Adam looked dubious, his brow furrowed. "Jade, I don't quite--"
"Close your eyes."
Reluctantly, Adam did as he was told. He waited in the darkness behind his eyelids for longer than seemed necessary, when a voice that was Jade's and not said, "Open them."
Light rushed in and Adam's eyes focused. A woman stood before him, feet bare, the gauzy shift hanging off her shoulders accentuating her slender form rather than hiding it. Her hair was soft, auburn waves falling to her shoulders, and her eyes, ah, her eyes were the same bright amethyst as Jade's. When she smirked, it was Jade's smirk. "Adam, you're staring."
Adam shook himself. "Sorry, I was just--" he paused, then pointed to Jade's breasts. "A-are those real?"
Exasperated, Jade grabbed Adam's hands and pressed them to the mounds of flesh. "I'll let you be the judge."
Adam looked at what his hands touched, turned them to cup instead. They were soft, pert. He could see and feel the nipples harden through the fabric when he massaged them, and he liked the way they fit into his hands. Adam stepped closer, kissed her lips that still tasted like Jade, and slid one hand down her chest, flat belly, between her hips and cupped his fingers there. All woman. Jade moaned and pressed into Adam's hand, encouraging his touches. Enticed, Adam rocked his fingers against her clit and squeezed her breast until her wetness covered his fingers.
She moved with him when he backed her towards the bed, touching, groping, tugging his long-forgotten pants down when they fell back on it. Adam gripped the edge of the shift and yanked it up to get it out of his way. The other hand strayed to her knee, pressing it down and away, opening her. He let go of the shift and fisted himself harshly, staring at her opening. Not a man yet so intoxicating. He moved over her, rubbed the head of his cock along her wet cleft, collecting her moisture, letting himself taste her warmth, then pressed between her folds and pushed into her. Tight velvet gripped him and he felt dizzy, his cock sheathed in her. His teeth bit her nipples, raising them to peaks, his hand sliding down her belly to play with her clit while he fucked her hard, just to feel her insides grip him and shudder around him. She shifted and he pressed his weight down on her, his teeth leaving bruises on her breast. Her small cry rattled through him and he lost control, rhythm harsh as he pumped his seed into her, the muscles of her cunt milking the rest from him.
Adam continued to thrust slowly, bringing them both through the throws of orgasm. He cupped her face, Jade's face, with one hand as he still moved in her. "Can you become with-child?" he asked hoarsely.
The succubus gave a shudder and a sigh. "If I wish it to be, it may happen."
"Mm." Adam pulled from her and rolled to the side. He swung his feet off the bed, padding to the table off to the side of the room where a bottle of wine waited. He checked the label. Satisfied, he uncorked it. Poured some into two glasses. "Say you're pregnant, then become a man again."
Jade joined him at the table, accepting a glass from Adam. "Then the child is lost," Jade answered him in a woman's voice.
Adam nodded. He stood sipping his wine for a long moment, then with a smirk, "You can manifest a woman's clothing?"
Jade smirked in return, the wing glass resting against her lower lip. "As well as I can manifest a man's."
Quirking a brow, Adam ventured, "A corset?"
The filmy shift dissolved, morphing into a red corsetted dress that hung to Jade's ankles.
"Just the corset."
The skirt part of the dress melted away. Adam smiled and reached a thoughtful hand out to touch the material. "Leather, perhaps. Darker color."
The corset warped until it became what Adam asked, laced to cinch her small waist, accentuating her hips and breasts.
Adam set his wine down and took her fine hand in his. He led her back to the bed and lay flat on his back, then drew Jade on top of him. Jade's long legs straddled his hips. The succubus rocked their bodies together under Adam's cock was hard and painful between them. A slender hand gripped his shaft and directed it into Jade's opening. Adam watched, breathless, as his cock disappeared into her, stretching her open beneath the fringe of the corset. Seated on him, she began to rock as before, then to thrust, deep moans of pleasure spilling from her lips. Adam's hands rose to her waist, further still to her chest. He tore free the first few lacings of the corset, freeing her breasts. Blood pounding in his temples, in his dick. Something primal made him grip her waist again, pull her off his cock, then roll her onto her back and move between her legs, then thrust into her wet warmth, growling, "You belong under me."
He plowed her then, no exploratory love-making, but the honesty of desire, her flesh soft and yielding beneath him, her cries testament to his progress. He felt her shuddering and pressed his thumb against her clit. He watched her spiral down into climax and followed her, spending himself. Adam slumped, his limbs shaky. He moved to the side of her, brushed her hair from her face while their panting subsided. Adam kissed Jade's cheek and she sighed. "Part of me is glad you asked for this."
"Oh?"
Jade nodded and stretched in his arms. "Women have the best orgasms."
Author: xsilverleenx
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Jadam...het? I dunno how that works out, either. HOLYSHIT.
Notes: From the same universe as Big Man With A Gun.
Disclaimer: Are you fucking kidding me? Not real, never was real, won't be real, I don't make money from this.
Adam shrugged off his over jacket and dropped it on the back of a chair. The room was cozy, warm, a welcome relief from the rest of the estate. After a long day dealing with his advisers, the large, luxuriant bed beckoned to him and Adam almost moaned, thinking of laying in the red folds of its sheets. Hopefully not alone.
"You need an heir..."
Adam ground the heel of one palm into his eye. His gaze shifted to the window.
The shutters opened. A dark shape with smoky wings swept through it and glided into the light. Jade's feet touched the floor and the window closed by itself. His wings dissolved, the purple in his eyes draining away to brown as he approached Adam. "Roof and balconies are clear," he reported. "Looks like it'll be a quiet night."
Adam smirked. He loosened his tie and undid the first few buttons of his shirt. "The night may be quiet, though I don't intend the same for us." He held a hand out.
Jade came to him and Adam raised his hand to cup Jade's face, blue eyes studying his features. He said softly, "You don't have to hide from me."
Jade seemed to wait a moment for Adam to take back his request. Then his wings spread behind him, eyes bleeding to amethyst.
Adam leaned close, thumb brushing Jade's cheekbone. "I love your eyes," he whispered against Jade's temple. Jade smiled and reached his hands up, easing Adam's shirt off his shoulders. "Whatever pleases you, Adam," he said, sounding happy about the prospect.
Adam's lips trailed across his temple to his ear. "It would please me more if you were naked."
Jade let Adam's shirt drop and moved on to his pants. "First things first, m'lord."
The Baron let his hands wander over Jade's form while the incubus disrobed him with his clever hands, managing to make something so simple into a titillating experience.
"You need an heir..."
"Adam?" Jade was looking at him questioningly. His hands had stopped moving, lost in the events of his meetings, the repeated reminder that as a ruler he was to perform certain duties. Even if those duties held no interest for him.
Adam sighed through his nose. "It's nothing, I promise you." He pushed his nose into Jade's hair and inhaled the scent there. Jade's hand on his arm made him pull away to look the incubus in the face.
"You're feeling guilty about something," Jade stated.
Adam squirmed under his assessing gaze. "It's nothing," he said again.
Jade smirked. "You know it's useless lying to me, yet you persist in doing it. How novel."
Adam bristled, ready to defend himself, then realized the folly of doing so. He slumped, gaze dropping. "I'm supposed to be making heirs," he said flatly.
"Ahh." Jade's brows rose. "So you feel guilty spending your hours with me instead of with womenfolk."
Adam's head snapped up, "I don't desire them. Don't mistake that. I can't bed a women for the sole purpose of procreation."
"So you must be attracted to them in order to do your lordly duty."
"Yes--"Adam begain. "Wait, no."
Jade watched him fluster with an amused smile. "Do you desire women?"
Adam studied Jade's open expression. Not sensing hostility, he admitted carefully, "Once in a blue moon. If just to cease this nagging at the back of my mind."
Jade tipped his head to the side, eyes half-lidded. "I can be a woman."
Adam stared. "Beg pardon?"
"Cubi are both and none. We embody both genders," Jade explained. "And become whichever our host desires more. Therefore if you desire a woman--" Jade spread his hands. "You need look no further."
Adam looked dubious, his brow furrowed. "Jade, I don't quite--"
"Close your eyes."
Reluctantly, Adam did as he was told. He waited in the darkness behind his eyelids for longer than seemed necessary, when a voice that was Jade's and not said, "Open them."
Light rushed in and Adam's eyes focused. A woman stood before him, feet bare, the gauzy shift hanging off her shoulders accentuating her slender form rather than hiding it. Her hair was soft, auburn waves falling to her shoulders, and her eyes, ah, her eyes were the same bright amethyst as Jade's. When she smirked, it was Jade's smirk. "Adam, you're staring."
Adam shook himself. "Sorry, I was just--" he paused, then pointed to Jade's breasts. "A-are those real?"
Exasperated, Jade grabbed Adam's hands and pressed them to the mounds of flesh. "I'll let you be the judge."
Adam looked at what his hands touched, turned them to cup instead. They were soft, pert. He could see and feel the nipples harden through the fabric when he massaged them, and he liked the way they fit into his hands. Adam stepped closer, kissed her lips that still tasted like Jade, and slid one hand down her chest, flat belly, between her hips and cupped his fingers there. All woman. Jade moaned and pressed into Adam's hand, encouraging his touches. Enticed, Adam rocked his fingers against her clit and squeezed her breast until her wetness covered his fingers.
She moved with him when he backed her towards the bed, touching, groping, tugging his long-forgotten pants down when they fell back on it. Adam gripped the edge of the shift and yanked it up to get it out of his way. The other hand strayed to her knee, pressing it down and away, opening her. He let go of the shift and fisted himself harshly, staring at her opening. Not a man yet so intoxicating. He moved over her, rubbed the head of his cock along her wet cleft, collecting her moisture, letting himself taste her warmth, then pressed between her folds and pushed into her. Tight velvet gripped him and he felt dizzy, his cock sheathed in her. His teeth bit her nipples, raising them to peaks, his hand sliding down her belly to play with her clit while he fucked her hard, just to feel her insides grip him and shudder around him. She shifted and he pressed his weight down on her, his teeth leaving bruises on her breast. Her small cry rattled through him and he lost control, rhythm harsh as he pumped his seed into her, the muscles of her cunt milking the rest from him.
Adam continued to thrust slowly, bringing them both through the throws of orgasm. He cupped her face, Jade's face, with one hand as he still moved in her. "Can you become with-child?" he asked hoarsely.
The succubus gave a shudder and a sigh. "If I wish it to be, it may happen."
"Mm." Adam pulled from her and rolled to the side. He swung his feet off the bed, padding to the table off to the side of the room where a bottle of wine waited. He checked the label. Satisfied, he uncorked it. Poured some into two glasses. "Say you're pregnant, then become a man again."
Jade joined him at the table, accepting a glass from Adam. "Then the child is lost," Jade answered him in a woman's voice.
Adam nodded. He stood sipping his wine for a long moment, then with a smirk, "You can manifest a woman's clothing?"
Jade smirked in return, the wing glass resting against her lower lip. "As well as I can manifest a man's."
Quirking a brow, Adam ventured, "A corset?"
The filmy shift dissolved, morphing into a red corsetted dress that hung to Jade's ankles.
"Just the corset."
The skirt part of the dress melted away. Adam smiled and reached a thoughtful hand out to touch the material. "Leather, perhaps. Darker color."
The corset warped until it became what Adam asked, laced to cinch her small waist, accentuating her hips and breasts.
Adam set his wine down and took her fine hand in his. He led her back to the bed and lay flat on his back, then drew Jade on top of him. Jade's long legs straddled his hips. The succubus rocked their bodies together under Adam's cock was hard and painful between them. A slender hand gripped his shaft and directed it into Jade's opening. Adam watched, breathless, as his cock disappeared into her, stretching her open beneath the fringe of the corset. Seated on him, she began to rock as before, then to thrust, deep moans of pleasure spilling from her lips. Adam's hands rose to her waist, further still to her chest. He tore free the first few lacings of the corset, freeing her breasts. Blood pounding in his temples, in his dick. Something primal made him grip her waist again, pull her off his cock, then roll her onto her back and move between her legs, then thrust into her wet warmth, growling, "You belong under me."
He plowed her then, no exploratory love-making, but the honesty of desire, her flesh soft and yielding beneath him, her cries testament to his progress. He felt her shuddering and pressed his thumb against her clit. He watched her spiral down into climax and followed her, spending himself. Adam slumped, his limbs shaky. He moved to the side of her, brushed her hair from her face while their panting subsided. Adam kissed Jade's cheek and she sighed. "Part of me is glad you asked for this."
"Oh?"
Jade nodded and stretched in his arms. "Women have the best orgasms."