Snippet #2344142

Rilyanassë had his golden eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of Amara running her hands up his chest. Her kissing him was setting his entire body on fire. He'd of course been with several beings before, mainly Demons. Yet..none of them had made him feel this way before. He wasn't even able to really think, only being able to concentrate on Amara's lips. She seemed to be everywhere, filling his every sense. The girl was nibbling his lip now and roughly pushing him into the wall. It did not hurt but surprised Rily. He had not expected Amara to act this way. He returned her kiss with equal passion, not allowing himself to be outdone by the Human. Amara slowly ran one of her hands up the back of his neck to grip his hair. He suddenly felt her other hand traveling below their waists. The Demon had not been expecting this and his body seemed to almost completely relax against the girl's ministrations. He never released her, keeping her quite close to himself. Amara exposed Rilyanassë's neck, trailing kisses and nibbles upon the soft skin. The girl's hand was still in the water, exploring the Demon's solid body. The Demon's left hand moved to Amara's chest, reveling the feeling. He gently continued his ministrations to her chest, marveling at how the fabric covering her was almost non-existent.

Rilyanassë, for a reason unknown to him, opened his eyes to look at Amara. Something felt...off. He'd even thought that he smelled blood, which made no sense to him. He turned his eyes downward, seeing the cause of his confusion. From behind Amara's waist, Rilyanassë saw blood mixing with the water, gently floating out from the girl in his arms. Why was she bleeding? While continuing to allow the girl to have her way with his body, his golden eyes fixed upon the white wings that seemed to be coming out of Amara's back. Time seemed to slow down for Rilyanassë, then. In his mind, those wings meant only one thing and he needed to get away from them. Golden eyes fixed onto Amara. He, in the blink of an eye, was out of the pool and in his animal form. The Demon was staring the girl that he'd allowed so close to himself, confusion and pain written in his eyes. The large dog was snarling and growling softly at Amara, a warning to stay away. He resembled more a wolf in that moment, unpredictable and dangerous. His long canines protruded more than normal, his eyes starting to glow a bit. The house was behind Rily and he could have easily fled from Amara yet..something was holding him back. He couldn't figure out what it was and this angered him. Why wasn't he running as he'd been taught to do when meeting a being with white colored wings? Then, there was that strange feeling in his chest as he watched the girl. He wanted so badly to wake from this terrible dream. The one person he'd allowed so very close to him was the enemy. A foolish mistake and if his father ever found out the younger Demon would never hear the end of it.