Lust
Carmilla looked down at her at the sudden silence and her smile tapered off. Now, in Sera’s gaze, Carmilla could see desire reflected back at her.
Sera flushed and quickly scrambled from her lap. “I should…” She cleared her throat. “Go.”
Carmilla stood up hastily. “Sera, wait!”
Sera froze, her wings fidgeting as she waited for Carmilla to speak. “Don’t listen to what Velvette was saying. Nothing has to happen if you don’t want it to.”
Sera nodded, but she couldn’t seem to look Carmilla in the eye. Months of dating and Sera was still as shy as the night they first met.
At first, Carmilla had taken it slow. She knew Sera had never done this before and she herself was a woman who liked to take her time which made them very compatible.
So far, they had had a few dinner dates that always ended in a tender kiss and a flushed Sera bidding her a goodnight. It never went further than that. And Carmilla was fine with that. She knew Sera had some things to work through before fully committing to this relationship but Carmilla wasn’t worried. They had time, she had said.
After Sera’s transformation, the woman had been a bit more forward. She would initiate the kisses which led to hour-long make out sessions and she would always reach for Carmilla’s hands whenever she was near. But if Carmilla so much as hinted towards going any further, the woman would shy away.
Carmilla was beginning to get a bit frustrated. She wanted Sera, and she knew Sera wanted her. Her wings, as always, gave her away.
Carmilla loved her wings. It was the first thing she had noticed about the other woman when they first met.
She had burst into the room ready to lash out at Charlie and Vaggie for summoning her like a commoner when she saw Sera. Her wings had been fully extended, though she was racing like a madwoman to fold them back into place.
Carmilla hadn’t known what to think back then, just that she had looked beautiful. Now, she knew that the wings had been reacting to Sera’s thoughts. If Sera wanted something, or someone, her wings would make it known. And Carmilla loved it when those wings would flex or curl whenever she was near.
Like they were doing now. They were gently flapping back and forth, as if they were trying to push Sera closer to Carmilla.
Carmilla slowly stepped forward, making Sera step backwards, until she hit the glass sliding door that led to Carmilla’s balcony. Carmilla left a considerable amount of space between them, not wanting the other woman to feel cornered. She needed to defuse the tension. “Do you want to go downstairs? We can lie in bed and cuddle if you’d like.”
Carmilla would vehemently deny that she ever suggested such a thing. It would definitely ruin her image if the sinners found out she liked to cuddle with her girlfriend.
Sera was breathing faster now, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession. She shook her head no.
Carmilla raised a brow in confusion. “No?”
More vehement shaking. “Then, what? Do you want me to leave?”
Sera’s eyes widened. “No!”
Carmilla took a deep breath to control her temper. “What do you need from me, my sweet?”
The taller woman rushed to her and engulfed her in her wings. Carmilla felt the sensation of teleporting before her back landed on something soft, her bed, the former angel on top of her.
Sera groaned in embarrassment and was mumbling apologies as she rushed to get off Carmilla, but Carmilla wasn’t having it. Using her demonic strength, Carmilla quickly flipped them over and straddled the fallen angel.
Sera gasped at the sudden movement and as Carmilla anticipated, her wings instantly closed up behind her. Carmilla gave out a small chuckle. “You know I’m not going anywhere, right?”
Sera blushed furiously. “I know that, but they don’t seem to care.” To make her point, her wings seemed to tighten just a smidge more around Carmilla. Sera closed her eyes in embarrassment.
Unlike her feathered limbs, Sera was hesitant to touch her.
Carmilla huffed and clasped Sera’s hands before bringing them down on her hips. ”You’re allowed to touch. I won’t bite.” And she flashed her canines at the other woman for good measure. “Unless you ask me to.”
Sera took a deep breath and settled her hands more comfortably on Carmilla’s hips as the demoness leaned over her. “Right. Yes. Good. So…”
Carmilla laughed at her stuttered response. “So…”
Sera gulped. Her gaze travelled all over Carmilla’s face, her lips, her neck, her eyes.
Carmilla smirked. “Can I kiss you?”
Sera nodded. Carmilla frowned. “Say it.”
“Yes! Please.”
The smirk returned. “Good girl.”
She kissed Sera gently, letting the other woman set the pace. They lay there, engrossed in the feeling of each other’s lips, for a while. Feeling a bit bolder, Carmilla ran her tongue over the seam of Sera’s mouth and was quickly granted entrance. Carmilla deepened the kiss, evoking a moan from the woman below her.
Carmilla pulled away, panting. “Can I take this off?” She pulled at her own shirt. “It’s getting a little hot in here.” Sera’s wings around her had increased her body temperature too quickly.
Sera stared at her in a daze for a moment before nodding dumbly. Carmilla gave her a look and Sera quickly amended, “Yes.”
Carmilla rewarded her with another kiss before leaning back and pulling her dress off. Now, only in her tights and bra, Carmilla felt cooler. “That’s better. How about you? Too hot?”
Sera squirmed underneath her and gave a weak shrug. “A bit.” And with a snap of her fingers she had made her nightgown disappear.
Carmilla gaped in wonder at the woman laid bare before her. Sera’s gaze was drowning in lust, lips parted, cheeks flushed, hair falling around her like a halo, her horns keeping it from falling in her face… Angelic, thought Carmilla. Then, her gaze travelled downwards and Sera instinctively went to cover her chest.
Carmilla grabbed those hands and placed them back on her hips. “Please don’t. Te ves hermosa, corazón.”
Sera’s breath stuttered as Carmilla ran her hands down Sera’s ribcage and up again until they were just below her breasts. “May I?”
Sera nodded fervently. “But first… Can you…?” She gestured towards Carmilla’s bra. “I mean, would you-”
Carmilla winked. “Of course, mi vida.” And swiftly reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
The overlord laughed at Sera’s stunned expression. She grabbed Sera’s hands from her hips and placed them gently on her breasts, sighing at the contact. Sera instinctively squeezed, releasing another moan from Carmilla.
Sera rolled her nipples between her fingers, amazed at the effect it was having on Carmilla. “My angel…”
Carmilla blushed at the reverence in Sera’s voice. Slowly, Sera stopped her movements, Carmilla’s breasts lay cradled in her hands as she spoke again, her voice soft. “After our first kiss, I stopped going to confession. I couldn't look Saint Peter in the eye and tell him I had kissed a demon and liked it. How could I repent for something I wanted to keep doing for the rest of my life?”
Sera lowered her hands to caress Carmilla’s thighs through her tights. “I had never wanted someone until I met you. I had never even dreamed of what this would feel like until I met you. When you came into my life, you awakened something within me, something I didn't know I was missing. And every day since then I have had fantasies of what it would feel like to come apart in your arms.”
Carmilla’s breath hitched as Sera’s hands neared her center. “And if you would let me, I’d like to learn how to worship you. I’d like to create a religion in your name and devote myself to you in all the ways I know how.”
Carmilla’s large hands engulfed the more slender ones on her thighs as she leaned over to kiss Sera. “I would like nothing more, mi amor.”
“Then teach me.”
Carmilla leaned back on her knees and studied the other woman. “Have you ever… touched yourself?”
Sera gave her a look as in What do you think? and Carmilla rolled her eyes. “Of course not. It’s a sin.” She mocked in a sing-songey voice and raised an eyebrow at Sera. “Do you at least know where the clit is?”
This time, Sera rolled her eyes. “I was celibate, not stupid.”
Carmilla shrugged. “Just checking. I want to make sure you know what’s actually going to happen.”
Sera smirked, her previous bashfulness now gone in the midst of their intimacy. “You, Carmilla Carmine are going to fuck me, and then I will worship your body in return. Does that cover it?”
Carmilla nodded dumbly. “Pretty much. God, I love you.”
Sera smiled mischievously. “Well, I’m sure God loves you too.”
Carmilla glared at her and smashed their lips together, mumbling in between, “Just shut up.”
Sera’s hands went to the back of her neck, keeping her in place as they kissed. Carmilla cradled her cheek in one hand while the other drew shapes on her ribcage. They both moaned as their breasts made contact and Carmilla leaned further down to revel in the sensation. It had been a while.
Normally, Carmilla really didn’t care about sex all that much, but since Sera, that had changed. She wanted to feel close to the fallen angel in all the way she could. Patience was most certainly a virtue in this case, but it was already paying off tenfold.
Beneath her, Carmilla could feel Sera’s hips rolling against her. She smirked into their kiss and broke it off to place wet kisses against her neck and down her chest until she had a nipple in her mouth. Her other breast was engulfed in Carmilla’s hand as she massaged it gently.
Sera’s hips jerked faster and she moaned louder. “Carm- Carmilla, please!”
Carmilla released the nipple from her mouth, her other hand coming to rest over it as she looked up at Sera, a cocky grin adorning her face. “So impatient. Is this what it's always going to be like with you?”
Sera whined at the loss of contact. “I promise you can tease me for hours tomorrow, but please, please touch me.”
Carmilla wanted to taunt her in return, say she was technically touching her, but she could see how much Sera needed this right now, so she let it go. “I’m holding you to that promise. I love taking my time.” Carmilla could already picture it, Sera bent over her desk, dripping all over important documents as Carmilla slowly brings her over the edge after hours of foreplay.
“Hmm.” Carmilla moaned at the thought, her eyes closing in pleasure. She placed a gentle kiss over Sera’s sternum and resumed her trek downwards.
She reached Sera’s wet center and inhaled deeply as she parted her legs. “Mi amor, you're soaking.”
Sera threw a hand over her eyes as she blushed in embarrassment. Carmilla reached up and removed the arm. “Let me see you, amor.”
Sera threw her wings open and laid her arms on top of them, clutching at her feathers to keep from covering her face again. “Good girl.”
She whined at the pet name, a new rush of juices spilling out in front of Carmilla. Carmilla smirked. “You like that?”
Sera nodded, chewing on her bottom lip. “Mhm”
Carmilla placed a kiss on her thigh. “You’re my good girl.”
With another jerk of her hips, Sera pleaded with Carmilla to touch her. Carmilla chuckled. “Fine, fine, I’m going.”
Carmilla debated on whether to use her mouth or fingers first. She chose mouth, first because she was dying to know what Sera tasted like, and second, because her hands were abnormally large and she didn’t want to hurt Sera on her first time.
Sera’s moans that night could be heard all throughout Hell, Carmilla’s name resounding from her lips like hymns from the choir. Carmilla feasted on her like it was the Last Supper and then went back for seconds. When she finally used her fingers, Sera literally levitated off the bed, before falling back down. And on and on they went until Sera finally begged her to stop. Carmilla looked up at her and wiped the slick from her chin with the back of her hand.
She shimmied her way up and laid on a black feather, head propped up on her elbow as she watched Sera descend from the final climax. With her other hand, she raked her fingers through Sera’s hair, lulling the other woman into a peaceful slumber.
Lust-craze abated, Carmilla laid her head on Sera’s shoulder and closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, minutes or hours later, she recoiled in surprise at having Sera’s face so close to hers. The other woman was gazing at her with unashamed desire and she looked ready for round 10. And that’s when Carmilla remembered something very important, The Week of Hell. Sera’s hormones were probably in overdrive, but luckily for her, this was a problem Carmilla would be delighted in helping her out with.
Carmilla lifted a hand to push Sera down, but the former angel wouldn’t budge. Carmilla’s brows furrowed and she went to ask, but Sera had silenced her with a kiss. During the kiss, Sera gently leaned over her until Carmilla was flat on her back.
The winged woman straddled her hips and leaned back to admire her. “Last night was incredible, but there’s something I still didn’t get to do.”
Carmilla's breath stuttered, she was utterly entranced by the sight above her. “What’s that?”
Sera smirked. “You. I could have sworn I had said something about worshiping you.”
Carmilla sighed in pleasure and closed her eyes in anticipation. “Well, get on with it.”
Sera lowered herself over Carmilla. “As you wish.” And Carmilla saw stars.