Call me Dickmaster.
For now, Adam simply wanted to show Sera what she could gain if she was a little more honest with herself—if she learned to embrace her desires instead of suppressing them. He wanted her to understand his devotion, to feel it, to respond to it with equal passion.
He wanted to ensure that she would never even consider another angel as her partner. She had already confessed her love for him, and Adam had no reason to doubt her sincerity. And yet, no matter how much he tried to suppress it, a part of him still carried the wounds left by Lilith and Eve.
When he first arrived in Heaven, he hadn’t believed that women were even capable of true love—of true, unwavering loyalty. That doubt had shaped him in ways he hated to admit. It was why, in those early days, he had refused to grant them any true roles in his new order. He simply didn’t trust them. He knew that thinking was flawed, irrational even, but the scars ran deep, and he couldn’t simply will them away.
It had taken over two thousand years for him to finally entrust a woman with anything meaningful. And if he was being honest, Sera had been the only reason he had even come that far.
She was the one who made him better.
The only angel who ever truly listened to him. The one who pulled him back whenever he teetered too close to the edge.
The one who saved him.
Sera had shown him that he was capable of love again—not the distant, fatherly affection he felt for his children, nor the pride he carried for souls who overcame sin and ascended.
But real, unconditional love.
She had proven to him that not all women were broken. That they could be trusted. That Lilith and Eve were not the rule—they were exceptions.
Nothing more than hurdles along the way, obstacles that had ultimately taught him what a true marriage should be.
And yet, even knowing all of that, he hated that their ghosts still haunted him.
He hated that, no matter how much time had passed, he still cared about them in some deep, hidden part of his soul.
He hated that he couldn’t forget the thousands of years he had spent with Lilith, playing in Eden, building their home together.
He hated how much he had cherished every moment with Eve, even in the hellscape of primordial Earth. How much he had loved her, despite the pain she had caused him.
And he hated that he was grateful for it all.
Because if he hadn’t given Eve another chance, humanity would never have been born. Abel, Azura, Seth, Awan, Enoch, Noah—none of them would have existed had he remained in Eden.
He would never have raised Aclima and Cain.
And despite the sorrow that lingered, despite the betrayals, he was glad that chapter of his life had ended. Because if it hadn’t, he would never have married Sera.
Yet, no matter how much he reassured himself, the memories of Lilith and Eve remained etched into the back of his mind, whispering in the quiet moments.
And he hated that sometimes, deep in the stillness of the night, he feared losing Sera too.
He hated the thought that one day, he might wake to find her gone. That she would no longer be his wife. That he would no longer have her beside him. That he would no longer be able to cook for her, to share a meal with her, to feel her presence next to him.
That he would no longer be enough.
He hated himself for having those fears.
And worst of all, he feared that Sera knew.
He hated how, despite all his strength, he still found himself comparing himself to the other angels. He saw what they had—what he lacked.
And yet, Sera had chosen him.
She hadn’t chosen Michael. She hadn’t chosen Gabriel, Jophiel, Camael, Raphael, or Azrael.
She had even rejected Samael.
Samael—Lucifer, as that damned short bastard was called—who had once boasted that no being could ever resist him. That his charm, his looks, his voice, his presence were irresistible.
And Adam knew too well why the Archtraitor thought that way. He was the Lord’s favorite Angel for a reason. Even Adam had once felt the pull of Samael’s unnatural allure, and to this day, he still doesn’t understand how he has resisted the temptation of eating that damn fruit.
But Sera?
She had never fallen for it.
Not when Samael invaded. Not when he whispered his usual honeyed promises in her ear. Not even when he claimed she was the only angel he had ever truly loved.
Not even when he spat on Lilith and Eve’s names, dismissing them as nothing more than mere humans, trophies, while calling Sera the only being truly worthy of him.
And yet, she had still rejected him.
She had turned down power, the promise of an eternal throne, the chance to rule at Lucifer’s side.
She had chosen Adam instead.
Even back then, when he had been nothing more than a blessed knight—the first blessed knight, yes, but still nothing compared to what he was now—she had chosen him.
And that was why Adam would never take her for granted.
He would make sure that she never regretted that choice.
He would carve himself into her soul, filling her with nothing but love, nothing but pleasure, nothing but happiness.
He hated that a part of him wanted her to think of only him. That he wanted her to practically worship him. That he needed to be the only man in her heart.
He knew that was a flaw, a selfish desire he needed to overcome. He was trying—truly, he was—but it was slow, frustrating progress.
Still, no matter how long it took, he swore to himself that he would become worthy of her love.
And tonight, he would show her a love she could never forget.
The chamber was bathed in a soft golden glow, as celestial lanterns flickered like stars suspended in an eternal dusk. Normally, Sera would prefer the lights to be dimmed—if not completely extinguished—before they shared moments like this. And out of respect, he had always indulged her preference.
But not tonight.
Tonight, he had left the lanterns on.
Sera stood at the edge of their bed, shifting slightly in place, her hands brushing over the delicate silk of her gown. Her six wings fluttered in barely perceptible tremors, which betrayed her unease. "Adam," she murmured, glancing at the still-lit lanterns, "the lights..."
"I know," he replied simply, watching her with that same steady gaze.
She hesitated. "You always turn them off..."
"I do," Adam admitted, stepping closer. He reached out, tracing his fingers lightly over her hand. "But not tonight."
Sera swallowed, a golden blush creeping over her cheeks. "Why?"
"Because I want to see you, Sera," he said, his voice low. "All of you. No veil between us. No darkness or secrets to hide from us. Just us. Just you."
Her fingers twitched in his grasp, and she looked away, wings wrapping slightly around herself as if she tried to shield herself against her own vulnerability. "You're being unfair."
Adam chuckled. "Am I?"
"Yes," she muttered, pouting.
His smile softened as he leaned in, brushing a kiss against her temple before whispering, "Then perhaps it's only fair that I remind you of something, my dear wife."
As Sera hesitated, Adam leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss against the side of her neck. His lips were warm, firm, gentle. Sera tensed slightly at the sudden sensation. Her wings gave a small shudder, brushing against his arms.
"Adam…" she started, but her voice faltered as he placed another kiss just below her ear.
"You always try to fight it," he murmured against her skin, his voice deep and teasing. "Always so composed, so proper. But I know better, Dearest Seraphiel."
He punctuated his words with another kiss, this time lingering longer before grazing his teeth lightly against her pulse. A sharp breath escaped her lips.
She exhaled slowly, trying to compose herself. "And what is that?"
Adam stepped behind her, his hands coming to rest on her waist, his lips near her ear.
"You feel envy when other angels spend too much time with me," Adam murmured with a teasing voice.
Sera turned her head away, and Adam could see her blush deepening. "I don't—"
"You do."
Her lips pressed together in a thin line. "Fine. Maybe I do," she admitted quietly, then huffed. "And what of it? You make it sound like I committed some terrible sin."
Adam smirked. "Well, envy is a sin, is it not?"
Sera’s blush deepened, golden hues dusting her cheeks and her neck. She wanted to deny it, to push back against his words, but the moment his lips pressed to the curve where her neck met her shoulder, any retort died in her throat.
"And sins must be punished," Adam murmured between kisses.
Sera narrowed her eyes at him, puffing her cheeks indignantly. "Then what is my punishment, Lord Excorcist?"
He turned her to face him fully, tilting her chin up ever so slightly. "You’ll see soon enough," he murmured, his thumb brushing over her lips.
Sera exhaled sharply, a flicker of anticipation mixing with her nervousness. "You’re impossible."
"And you love me for it."
She rolled her eyes but didn't argue.
Instead, she took a breath and straightened, regaining a bit of her composure. "If envy is a sin, then so is lust," she pointed out, raising a brow at him.
Adam let out a short, amused laugh. "That depends."
Sera frowned. "Depends?"
He leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers. "Is it a sin for a husband to desire his wife?"
Sera's breath hitched.
"Lust is only a sin when it strays beyond love," Adam continued. "But what I feel for you? I don’t think it’s wrong. Just as it's not wrong for you to feel the same way about me."
She opened her mouth, as if to counter him, but no words came.
Sera swallowed, her hands resting lightly against his chest as though to push him away, but she didn’t. Instead, she tilted her head just slightly, giving him better access, even as she huffed.
"You’re impossible."
"And you love me for it," he echoed playfully, before claiming her lips next
Sera’s breath hitched as she felt Adam’s fingers ghost over her arm, his touch light yet deliberate. She had tensed without realizing it, her body rigid even as he pressed another soft kiss to her collarbone. Adam paused, pulling back slightly, his golden eyes studying her carefully.
“You’re tense,” he murmured, his voice softer now, less teasing. He cupped her cheek, brushing a stray strand of silver hair behind her ear. “Sera, if you don’t want to do this, it’s fine.”
He reached to put out the light, ready to let her retreat into the comfort of darkness, but before his hand could reach the lantern, Sera grasped his wrist.
“…No,” she whispered. “They can stay on.”
Adam turned back to her, brows raising slightly in surprise.
“I’m just…” she hesitated, voice barely audible. “A little shy.”
Adam’s expression softened, a small smile crept on his lips. “Then let’s do it differently,” he suggested. “I’ll take care of everything, and you can keep your eyes closed. Would you like to try?.”
Sera bit her lip, considering. She was still nervous, still unsure, but she trusted Adam. She always had.
And after a few moments, she gave a small nod.
"Alright.”
She let her eyes flutter shut, exhaling slowly as she felt his hands move to the fabric of her gown. She had never done this before, she had never allowed anyone else to see her completely. Not around her siblings, her closest sisters, not even Emily. And now she was about to show her bare skin to someone other than herself. This realization sent warmth rushing to her face.
Adam was careful, his touch reverent as he undid the ties of her gown, all the while letting the fabric slide from her shoulders. Without sight, Sera could feel every sensation by a much better—the cool, and yet warm air brushing over her newly exposed skin, the gentle weight of Adam’s hands guiding the fabric lower, the way his fingers traced lightly down her arms.
Sera felt vulnerable, more than she had ever been in her entire existence. She had stood before Heaven itself, commanded legions of Angel’s during the great catastrophe. She also wielded divine power beyond comprehension—but this was different.
She didn’t feel herself that way when she lied wounded on the pristine floor of heaven. When the possibility of her death felt inevitable.
And yet this was baring herself in a way she never had before.
Her wings trembled slightly, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly shy.
"You're beautiful," Adam murmured, his voice laced with awe.
Sera’s heart pounded in her chest. No one but her had ever witnessed her bare form, and now Adam was looking at her, really looking at her. She could feel the warmth of his gaze even without seeing it, could hear the unspoken adoration in his tone.
She squeezed her eyes shut a little tighter, unsure if she could handle the intensity of the moment.
“Don’t stare so much,” she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.
Adam chuckled, his breath warm against her ear as he leaned in. "How could I not?"
Adam then proceeded to quickly cover her lips with his own.
"Mmm! Mmmmmmmmm!"
Her lips were soft. He knew it, but this time it was different.
Adam could feel Sera’s breasts touching him. He knew how they felt. And he felt himself aroused enough to think that he would die if he didn’t finish it quickly.
And yet, he remained patient.
Adam instead decided to lick Sera's pouty lips. If he stuck his tongue in all at once, Sera might accidentally bite it off, and he would have to stop himself from going any further.
"Huh!" Her body bounced. She twitched and twisted, her breath grew sweeter by the minute.
Then, when she calmed herself, Adam began to nibble at her lips, tickling and tickling then.
"Sorry for the intrusion~"
"Mmm!.. Mmm!"
As Adam rubbed her slippery gums and licked her teeth, Sera blushed and her eyes teared up, her strength draining away quickly.
Adam wanted to make her moan even more, so he began to rub the space between her teeth, and she opened it with a small expression of fear.
Sera was so cute.
"Mmmmmmmmm!"
As soon as he touched her tongue with his tongue, her body jerked and twitched. It was incredibly hard for him to stop himself from going to far with her reactions, but he controlled himself.
He could hear his own thoughts. ‘You are the dickmaster! You are a beast! Unleash the Beast. NOW!’
"Hmmm...chuu..." she salivated like a big puddle.
As he was lured by the overly sweet sensuality, he selflessly sucked the nectar of his lovely wife. He wished he could suck on her nectar for as long as he wanted.
After about ten minutes, they parted their lips from the euphoria of each other's engrossed tongues and saliva. Honestly, they could have gone on fucking, but he wanted to continue. Their tongues flared with passion, and a silver bridge fell between them.
His wife's brown porcelain cheeks were flushed, her eyes moist.
Adam swallowed his spit and continued to repress his feelings of lust.
Sera, meanwhile had a huffy look on her face.
"So what do you want to do?" he asked her with some eagerness.
The naked body of the exquisite beauty continued to lie on his luxurious bed. The color of her skin seemed even smoother as she lay on the finely textured bedding..
‘Wow, my wife looks so young’
The freshness of a woman's body is hard to believe for someone of her age. The beautifully proportioned body was like that of a Greek sculpture, with bowl-shaped breasts that swell up without losing their shape, and despite their size, their tips were plump and light pink .
Adam could also see her slender yet seductive pair of legs stretched out from the moderately fleshy and full waist, which is full in the shape of a maternity womb.
Adam was speechless. He had never seen her naked before. His little boner was far hard to not notice it growing out.
"Please don't be silly and get on with it."
As soon as he reached out his fingers to her swollen breasts, a cute little voice came out of her mouth. He sank his fingers in as gently as he could, and they reshaped themselves according to the force he put into them.
They were soft. They were soft, fluffy, but they had the elasticity to swell up.
‘Unh, tits sure are a deadly weapon.’
"Hmmm!"
"Sera, are you feeling it?" he kneaded her as softly and gently as he could, letting the lewdness sink in. The flesh swayed in a flowery writhing motion.
From Adam’s experience, it looks like she felt it.
Every time her voice sounded lustrous, he could feel it jiggle more.
She didn’t know because she was still relatively new to this kind of thing. He was her first experience, and Adam was sure that before their first night, she had never even considered masturbating.
“I'm going to teach you a lot, love.”
Adam quickly flicked his fingertips over her nipples.
"Hyaaaan!" she quickly pressed her mouth shut.
Her startled face was too cute.
"Sera."
"Oh, please don't say it. I...I do not know why I sounded like that..."
Then, Adam continued to poke and pinch the erect friend on her breast and then clinched it.
"Ah! Ahhhh! This is... tickl...what are you...? Ugh."
She couldn’t stand the sound of her own voice coming out of her mouth. She presses her mouth with her hand tightly. Adam couldn't believe she wouldn't let him hear her voice.
"Sera, take your hands off your mouth and let me hear your lovely voice. The jewel-like sound of your voice is the only way for me to know that I am making you feel good."
It was a cringe dialogue, Adam had to admit. But.
"Ugh Ugh"
She let go of her hand. The look of shame on her face, as if she was about to cry, triggered a switch in her body that she didn't even know she had.
"Good girl. It would be helpful if you could tell me what it feels like," he said, stroking her hair.
"Ah...I...understand..." If Sera were a cat, she would have been purring in her throat. He was as sweet and truculent as a child.
‘She's too honest. And she's crazy cute... I think she's a little childish for the Head Seraphim...’
He told her she was a good girl, but she didn't get angry; she just blushed and made noises. Sera was like a stringed instrument, making a nice sound when her played with her nipples, kneading them and occasionally plucking them lightly.
"Hmmm... ah, my...my nipples are tingling...my body is burning...my body is so hot..."
‘An honest answer. Good, good, good.’
"Aaahhh! I, I think I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy from all this feeling...ahhh, ahhhhh!"
To be honest, Adam was sure that he was the one going crazy. However, he continued to put pressure on her, uniting their lips again while kneading her plump, swollen nipples.
He poked her with his tongue and she rather welcomed it. They twined their tongues and exchanged saliva, Adam them licked and sucked her neck, leaving her with a golden mark telling her she belonged to him.
"Ou, you! Hmm! No, no, no, don't suck my nipples. Don't suck them!"
Sera’s nipples were plump. They were sweet and Adam felt that he could suck on them forever.
He took both nipples into his mouth, brushing his teeth hard and lightly against them.
"Ahhhh!"
Burrrr! She squirmed back, shaking her huge peak. Her voltage had risen to a crescendo and she couldn't stop. Her hips were wriggling, and her passion seemed to be on fire.
Adam then allowed himself to lick and suck her tits in pleasure and carved a lot of hickeys on her skin. Then he descended and licked the hollow of her navel.
"What? You're doing that, down there too?"
"Of course, I'll lick and suck it. Don't hold back your voice. I can't tell how much you're feeling."
"Aah! No, please don't do that! It's dirty in there."
"Don't worry, there's nothing dirty about my Sera. It smells great."
"No, no, no, please don't do that. I can't catch my breath."
Sera’s place was now oozing honey. Adam stroked Sera’s gorgeous thighs, pushing them apart like a frog. It seemed that she was ashamed of this place. However, even though she was saying that she didn't want to, she didn't put any effort into it at all. Rather, she even opened it herself and
*coughed*
"I don't know how anyone's scent can be so fragrant when their feeling it. I like Sera’s scent very much. It's like being in a field of flowers."
He let his fingers play with her thick hair, then rubbed her pubic mound and spread it open. His golden eyes sparkled with magic as he gazed around, trying to uncover every inch of her.
"Hmm..."
"Huh! Please don't play with me! I have never felt a sensation like that before, it rushes from my stomach to my head, wah..."
"Haun!"
*lick*
He touched her clit with his tongue.
"Ahh!"
She squirmed and jerked back.
"Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not. ...... I think I just got struck by lightning. ......
"Okay. *lick* *lick*!
"Hee!! Mmm-hmm!"
Slurp!, Slurp!, Slurp!, Slurp!, Slurp!, Slurp!
Sera squealed and wiggled her hips, after which Adam hugged her thighs tightly to keep her in place. He continued licking and sucking at her swollen flower buds, licking her slit and slurping up her juices.
"Ku ~waa Ahhhhh!!"
She screamed like an animal.
"Sera, are you okay?"
"Ahe, huu"
The only response Adam got was his wife spreading her toes and huffing.
Then she started to breath hard.
"Ah, ah, ah, you ...no...something...something buzzed inside me..."
"I know. You just came."
"Did I?"
"Yeah. I would really like it when we do it, that you would tell me when you're about to come.”
"I’ll try."
‘YES!’
Adam would gladly strike a victory pose, but held himself back.
"Kyan!"
‘Why is my wife is so cute. Sera is not supposed to be this cute.’
*kuchu*
"Hey, you wha... do you ... do? Hmmm ..."
Nuchu Nuchu
Nuchu.
"Sera, do you hear that? That sound is the nectar coming out of you."
"Hmm...that's...ummm...not the case."
"It must feel good. You're wiggling your hips."
Adam scooped up some of her honey juice, which was clearly getting thicker and nastier. Then he pulled his finger out of Sera's vagina and let her watch him pull the strings close to her.
The liquid was so erotic that Sera turned her head like a child.
But then Adam decided it was time to get down to the business. He knew he couldn’t stop himself and picked up his little Adam.
"Sera, I'm coming."
"W-Wait, now?"
She was about to say something, but then she started moaning.
"Ahhhh!"
With a thud, he let himself in. She squeezed the sheet next to her face and wiggled her hips with a bright red face.
They have done it before, Sera wasn’t hurt, just a little bit startled.
"Sera, relax. It doesn’t hurt, does it?"
"Ugh, no, it doesn't hurt, but It's just ..."
*gu* *gu* *gu*,
and then Adam penetrated.
"Are you feeling it?"
"I'm feeling it, I'm feeling it! But something like this...is just! ha Ahhhhh!!"
With a very sweet voice, Adam was completely buried to the root and engaged in a rich kiss with Sera’s cervix. The hot juices flowing from the joint area and the sucking from the inside made him squirm with pleasure.
"It's all the way in. How does it feel?"
"Oh, Adam... I can feel ... you inside me, so hard, so hot. Oh...I'm feeling it...I'm feeling it with your penis..."
*Cunn!*
Adam tightened his anus and held on.
"Sera, I already told, don’t call it a penis, call it a dick. And the vagina is also called a pussy." Adam distracted his urge to ejaculate by teaching her a lewd word.
"A dick and a pussy"? That sounds strange... Unh! Adam, your… your dick is getting bigger in my... pussy! I'm feeling it, I'm feeling it in my pussy!!"
‘... Did I just give someone a weapon that I shouldn't have given to?’
"Uh, Sera, your hips are moving."
"Huh...well ...it feels better this way, doesn't it?
Adam got carried away and rocked his hips in time with her. She made a lovely sound, so he guessed she wasn't worried about the pain. This way, he could move as much as he wanted. But he wasn’t sure if he could stand it.
‘No, if I ejaculate, I can rejuvenate myself using my powers. I don’t need to worry’
"Aah! Aah! Adam...Ahh..you're moving your hips... Ahh! Ahh!"
He rubbed the slippery membranes against each other, tormenting her while I also enjoying the feel of her fresh pussy.
"You know, a naughty woman is a woman who likes to rub her pussy and her husband’s dick together like this, and do naughty things with it. You wiggling your hips is showing me that you are a naughty woman. But I love girls like that. Oh, that feels good..."
"Ahhh! Huh Adam ...nooo, I'm not a naughty woman...Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"Fuck! Sera!!!!"
The first man swayed his hips and his partner wiggled her hips instinctively. He knew that pleasure was a dangerous drug, but it would be a shame if he didn't enjoy it in the proper dosage.
‘But there's no way I'm going to be able to handle the dosages properly!’
"Oh, that feels so good......Sera, I wish I could keep doing this. I'm so happy that you're squeezing me so tightly."
"Hmmm. Adam is throbbing inside me..."
"Come to think of it, Sera, were you a spoiled girl back then?"
"Ugh ....please don't say that ...it's because of your, uh ... stupid sex technique... I can't take this."
She seemed to be begging for a kiss. Adam covered her up and scooped her up in a hug. The Head Seraphim proceded to cling herself to him and brought then brought their lips together.
The sound of "chup, chup, ..." sank in both above and below the first man.
As their hips swayed and their sweaty skin rubbed against each other, their boundaries seemed to blur and even melt away.
"You look lovely, Sera. Show me all of your cuteness. Call me by my name and spoil me. I'll spoil you, too."
"Ah...Adam...you haven't spoiled me yet ... You still said "you" earlier ......Anh ......."
‘My bad, I am being exposed. But if that's what my lady wants, then it's good.’
"All right. Dearest Seraphiel, I'm not letting you go."
"Me Neither. Uhh, Adam!"
As they hugged each other, the flesh of Sera’s organ also contracted and tightened around Adam.
‘Oh, no! No, no, no, no! I'm going to leak, I'm going to leak!’
"Seraphiel! Take it!"
As he slammed his hips into her, he could feel his enduring desire finally broken.
"Ahh!" She clamped her legs around the back of his waist.
Adam jerked and bounced as he ejaculated his seed into the loving, tightening, squeezing flesh.
‘Oh no...sucking, I'm being sucked... why does this feel so good...?’
The overwhelming feeling of ejaculation seemed to empty his balls. And the euphoric feeling of being demanded so much by a woman who had been so tight and twitchy that the thick, scorching juices of child seed would not stop flowing.
‘This might make her pregnant again. Welp, I wanted another child anyway.’
"It's hot, it's hot...and so much... it's still coming out… it feels so good..."
The meat stick was buried to the base, and Sera seemed to be trying to squeeze every last drop out of it by rocking it up and down with her hips. Adam was happy, and it felt good, but it was a little scary to feel like he was being preyed upon.
They stayed like that for a while, feeling each other's body heat and holding onto each other.