Blasphemia II: Deus Vult Pt. 06

He jerked as if he'd been slapped. "Er, y-yes," he managed. "I'm...yes. I'm okay. V-very, very okay. Um." Luca blinked several times, looking as though he was trying to decide whether he should keep looking or look elsewhere.

Judith moved away from Filia, letting her hands slide along the succubi's body as she did. She put a sway in her hips while she walked towards Luca. He looked up at her, mouth slightly open in awe, and felt a surge of power the likes of which she'd never felt before. It was primal in nature, blooming from deep within her soul. Both she and he were naked as they were in the Garden, and though some vestige of their mind still protested they should cover themselves, all they desired was to remain as naked as they came.

She knelt down and touched his face, letting her fingers trace the line of his strong jaw down to his lips. "What do you think?" she asked. "Is this too much?"

He reached out and answered her touch, running a finger along her collarbone. The touched raised goosebumps along her skin. "Hardly," he replied. His hands moved a little lower, not to her breast, but to a scar from some long-ago fight or training session. It was one of many like it, healed to a thin line and the specifics forgotten. "You're very beautiful, Judith."

Her heart did a flip. "Do you want to make love?" she asked.

Luca's dark eyes blinked slowly. He shifted forward, leaning towards her. Between his legs, Judith noticed him growing stiff and ready again. "Do you?"

From behind them, Filia sighed. "Oh my Hells you two are killing me. You're adorable, but you're killing me." She padded forward, grabbed Judith's shoulders, and pushed forward.

Judith pitched forward with a yelp of surprise, falling right on top of Luca. They fell back to the floor with simultaneous grunts, Judith atop the librarian. The two of them looked into each other's eyes. She braced herself against the floor, feeling every inch of her body flush red at the skin on skin contact between them. "Oh..." she managed.

Something shifted in Luca's eyes. His hand touched the side of her head, then pulled her close and kissed her. His lips were less full than Filia's, but no less passionate, and no less delicious. The salt from his sweat on his lips was heady like a drug, and the scent of his skin filled her nostrils. It was heady and masculine, the sort that promised virility and potency. They kissed until they were breathless, pulling apart to pant into the air between their faces.

Filia fanned herself. "Yowza. I've seen some scorchers, but that one takes the cake."

Luca's face reddened. "That was my first...gesture of that sort."

"It was good," Judith said, resting her forehead against his. "It was very good." She leaned back, and felt the stiffness of his erection against the curve of her rear. She reached back and ran her fingers up the length, loving the way it jumped in her hand. "And this is good too."

Luca squirmed at the touch. "That's...different..."

"Every woman feels a little different, handsome," FIlia said. She touched Luca's chest with a fingertip, trailing it between his pecs down his belly to where Judith straddled him. Then she teased between Judith's legs before drawing a line up her body. "You wanna know what she feels like on the inside?"

The handsome librarian nodded eagerly. "Yes..."

FIlia leaned in next to Judith's ear and whispered, "Ride him, Judith."

Judith's fingers tensed against Luca's chest as she scooted backwards, his cock sliding into the cleft of her rump. With some help from Filia holding him steady, she lifted her hips, lined herself up, and sank down.

There was resistance at first - Luca somehow felt larger now that he was pushing into her. The flared head of his cock seemed almost too big to take, but she was determined. She wanted this, and she allowed herself to admit that she wanted this. So she took it slow, holding Luca's hand as she loosened slowly, then settled against him.

"Oh, God..." Luca moaned, his hand squeezing hers. "That feels..."

"Divine," Filia purred, continuing to touch the pair of them, her fingers raising goosebumps where they passed. "There's no reason you can't remain faithful and deny yourselves this."

Luca thrust up into Judith, his cock spreading her wide and making her cry out in bliss. His fingers locked tight around her waist, never letting her get too far off him as his body did what came naturally. In turn, Judith obeyed her own desires, threading her fingers into his thick, soft hair and letting her breath wash over his handsome face. "God, Luca!" she moaned.

He made a harsh noise, close to a growl, and rolled the pair of them over. The motion was surprisingly smooth for one as inexperienced as he, his cock never leaving her body through the motion. Judith wound up on her back, looking up into Luca's face. He didn't say anything, but his expression asked silent permission. She nodded, once, and Luca let go. He planted his hands on the ground above her shoulders and plowed her, his hips slamming into hers with an animal fury. Judith arched her back up into him as pleasure suffused her being.

"Down, girl." Filia's hands pushed Judith's upper body back down to the ground. A moment later, the succubi's thighs swung over her face. Arousal wafted off her dripping wet pussy as it came down, and Judith parted her lips willingly to receive it as willingly as any sacrament. Her hands crept up to Filia's hips to hold her close as she licked the succubi's labia from end to end. All the while, her head was swimming in ecstasy from Luca's steady, ceaseless thrusting.

"Yes," Filia hissed, her nails scratching along Judith's belly. "Good girl..."

"God..." Luca panted.

"Go slow," Filia murmured. Judith heard the sound of a kiss. "Take your time, handsome. Her pussy's all yours."

Luca made that noise again, and Judith realized it was one of the most arousing things she'd ever heard. She mewled into Filia's cunt, probing deep with her tongue into the succubi's folds. Filia twitched, grinding her hips against Judith's face. "You remember how to do this well," she panted.

Judith's pleasure built and built, the heat in her belly white hot as it flushed her entire body. She was past her peak, adrift in an ocean of physical sensation as constant orgasm lit her soul aflame. She wondered for a moment if this was what it was like being close to God. If not, it had to be close. Nothing that felt this good could be wrong.

"It's...close again," Luca panted.

"Ohoho," FIlia said. She slid off of Judith's head, dipping down to kiss her on the lips. Her tongue lathed across Judith's lips, lapping up her own arousal from them. "You want him to come in you, don't you?"

"Y-yes!" Judith cried, taking hold of Luca's broad body and hanging on. "Give me everything!"

Luca made that noise one more time, before driving into her and settling there, grinding his pelvis against Judith's clit and setting off fireworks in front of her eyes. A shudder passed through him, passing through his whole body into Judith. They clung to each other, gasping as one as Luca's cock spasmed deep inside her. She felt it again and again, filling her to the brim and past that to flow down her inner thighs and drip onto the floor. Her heart thundered in her ears, beating in time with his.

"Incredible," Luca murmured, nuzzling her neck.

Judith touched his face again, leaning into kiss him for a moment as their bodies rubbed against each other. "Wonderful," she agreed, holding him close and loving the warm feeling of his cock and cum inside her.

"Fucking hot," Filia giggled, touching the both of them with her hands. Warm light flared under her palms as she drew power from their post-orgasm highs. Judith didn't begrudge her - the succubi would likely need every scrap of power she could get. "I get the next romp."

Luca made a face. "I don't know if I have the energy for another."

FIlia was about to respond when she went still as a statue. Her eyes slowly slid across the room to the closed church doors. "Something's outside," she said.

The warmth of the moment vanished like a candle flame being blown out. Luca extricated himself from around Judith, scrambling towards his clothes. Judith rolled over and moved to the bundle of her clothes. She yanked Celerity out of its sheath, then got to her feet. The melange of passion from her and Luca's coupling slowly ran down her leg, but she ignored it. Whatever eldritch creature was outside wouldn't care, so why should she? "Should we get the jump on it?" she asked.

Filia shook out a chain, wings flared wide and her free hand wreathed in hellfire. "Oh yeah, let's," she said. The shadow cracked through the air, wrapping tight around the handle of the church door. Filia yanked hard on the lead, and almost ripped the door off its hinges. At the same time, Judith summoned a lance of holy light, and the moment she had a line of sight, overhanded it through the doorway into the darkness.

Only for a human hand to pluck it out of midair. The light from the lance illuminated the hand's owner, and for the umpteenth time in recent memory, Judith almost dropped her sword.

"Magdalena?"

The Archbishop of the Knights Templar walked through the doorway into the ancient church. He was wearing a set of Templar leathers, the material streaked with dried gore. The hand holding Judith's light lance squeezed, dispelling the magic. In the other hand, the Archbishop held a very real weapon - a long, simple spear with a flared leaf-shaped tip. The Holy Lance.

"What is..." the Archbishop began. His eyes flicked across the room, taking in everything. Judith, naked and damp-thighed with Celerity in hand. A mortified Luca holding his rumpled shirt in front of his groin to try to reclaim some dignity. Lastly, a naked succubus staring intently at the holy weapon held in his hand. The smell of sex hung heavily in the air. Slowly, the Archbishop made a face.

"Erm, hello Archbishop," Luca managed from where he knelt on the floor. "We didn't expect to see you here."