Azra-El Series Arc 2 Ch. 00

"If you have any issues with me, feel free to address them to Cardinal Tudor. I will be back when things seem like they are picking up over here," Astrid said, and walked over to the BF booth.

Nikolett was unaware that Astrid's current position in the Malakim was no lower than hers, however, she was slowly beginning to realize it. She had complained to Amanah Tudor about Astrid's attitude before, but nothing had come of it.

So, Nikolett let out an exasperated sigh and leaned back against her chair, watching Astrid's personality take another drastic change as she began to charmingly invite the students to check out the rest of the clothes. It was another reason why Nikolett did not trust Astrid. She was too mercurial.

"Ms. Nikolett?" a tiny voice broke Nikolett out of her thoughts. Only the Caledonian empire used last names to call out to people, so Nikolett did not mind the faux pas.

"Yes?" she said, sitting up straight on her chair. She found herself facing a lanky, black-haired young angel in her thirties, with an austere appearance. Her black-eyed gaze was striking, and Nikolett liked it.

"What can I do for you, miss?" she asked.

"I wish to join the Malakim, Ms. Nikolett. I was present at D'Warka with my mother to watch the USMAT tournament, Ms. Nikolett. I was a fan of yours from the very first day. Your match against the Blazing Fury moved me, and I was very disappointed when you were not awarded the Quetzal. I wish you had not dropped out, and instead won the tournament. You at least deserved that much," she said, as if she had rehearsed her words.

Nikolett smiled at the ina. "I had no interest in winning the USMAT. If not for the Quetzal, I would have taken part in the YAMAT. Moreover, I am not disappointed with the outcome. It seems even the world-energy wishes for B- Princess Fenghuang to raise the Quetzal. It is understandable as she was the one to find and rescue it, at great danger to herself. Did you know that she rescued the Quetzal from the jaws of a Xenodon, and that too, not knowing that it was an angelic Quetzal?"

The ina's eyes widened. "No, I did not!"

"She is a kind angel, Princess Fenghuang. It is just that... Nevermind, you said that you wished to join the Malakim? Have you already been to the Blazing Furies counter?" she asked.

"No, Miss Nikolett. I believe this to be more important. I also have no wish to join a society without a purpose. Clothing can be bought. Integrity cannot."

Nikolett was jubilant. Even this one young ina joining the Malakim was enough for her to make the trip worthwhile. Angels like this one were exactly what the Malakim needed. Not irresponsible angels, distracted by simple materialistic desires.

"What is your name, ina?" she asked.

"Fittri of Jowibo," she answered. Native Kahyangans did not have last names, but instead used the places of their origin to differentiate between those with similar first names.

"Welcome to the Malakim, Fittri of Jowibo," Nikolett said, jotting down her name with flair, and handing her a metal bar with a number embossed on it. "Would you like to help me with the recruitment, today?"

***

A couple of months later, when Astrid returned to Cockaigne, the Grey Mother raised an issue she had not before.

"You should try to get along with Ms. Lovag. You two shall be working closely in the future. I know you have your own opinions, but you should try to take the middle ground with her. The Malakim cannot exist without angels like her."

"I know, but she seems to have an issue with the very core of who I am. What would you say if she barges in and asks you to clean up your study?" Astrid asked, impishly.

For the first time since Astrid had known her, the Grey Mother laughed, and just like her voice, it sounded sweet; very incongruous with her persona. "I cannot argue if you put it that way. Then, you must try your best to make her understand, or at least tolerate, your quirks.

"You desire to control the whole of the Malakim society in the future. You cannot accomplish that without her, just like I cannot, without the Cardinal Superior."

Astrid's eyes widened, both in alarm and astonishment. She had only spoken such words to two angels: her mother and Blaze.

"Do not be surprised, child. I would like to think that I know more about you than you do yourself."

Astrid gulped.

oOo

LE 642, 21st Gather, Varan

It was a pleasant autumn afternoon near Varan— clear blue skies, solitary white clouds, and a warm, hypnotic breeze whispering over the grasslands. Three angels lazed outside Jie Er's cottage at Varan, simply glad to be in each other's company, and not having to do anything.

Blaze lay floating in the waters of the pool at their home, while Jie Er and Rebecca sunbathed on the two chaises placed by the pool. Sky lay dozing by Jie Er's feet, while Splash used Blaze's stomach as a floating bed. A few Poukai circled high in the skies above, and Sky had one eye lazily following them. The Poukai flock had become the arch-nemesis of the Sky-Splash duo— there could only be one ruler of the skies at Varan.

"Gah!" Blaze suddenly cried, crashing his hands into the water, as he stood up straight. The otter angrily chattered at him for disturbing her precious nap, but Blaze ignored her. "I am bored! Let's do something. How about a game of Chaken or Catopoly?"

Jie Er glanced at Rebecca, and saw the unwillingness in her eyes. Neither had any desire in that moment to compete with Blaze; he took his games very seriously, and since the result had become a foregone conclusion, it became uninteresting to play with him.

"How about I make you something nice to eat, instead, and we can all forget about those games?" she offered.

"Deal!"

So, Jie Er cooked Blaze's favorite dish, biscuits and gravy, and managed to keep him quiet for a couple more hours.

However, "Why can't we play just one game of Chaken?" he inevitably asked.

The two angels could only smile at the younger angel. Ever since D'Warka, Blaze had been constantly on the move and doing something or the other. If he was not training with Freja, Fulla, or Jie Er, he was working for his society. He had also been regularly visiting universities and workshops to work on one of his crazy ideas. At the very least, he was either studying, or playing Flyball.

This was one of those days when he was unable to do any of them. He had been unable to gather enough kids to play Flyball, and he currently did not seem to have any interest in reading.

However, the two older angels did not mind his restlessness. It was on days like these that they were reminded that Blaze was only an eight-year-old angel, and they cherished it. Despite everything he had accomplished in his short life on Azra-El, and despite his claims that he was an "adult" from another world, Blaze's behavior, at least when he was with 'family', had not changed much. He claimed that it was due to his young body, but Rebecca often entertained other options.

"Why don't you take Sky flying?" Rebecca suggested, with a gleam in her eyes. Jie Er was dressed in a flimsy shift that barely reached past her hips, and the visual of her beautiful half-naked butt was irresistible to the redhead. "Maybe this is the day you finally figure out the way to turn him into an energy-Quetzal. Regardless, the bird needs a little exercise. He has been getting a little plump over the last month."

"Hmm. You may be onto something, Becky," Blaze mused.

Ever since he had learned about Splash becoming an energy-otter, Blaze had been trying to figure out a way to turn Sky into one as well, not caring one bit about the outcry he would cause if other angels heard about his attempts. The angels needed Sky to beget more Quetzals.

Regardless, the angels of the HU had little to worry. As one of the strongest creatures on Azra-El, the condition for a Quetzal to become an energy-Quetzal was that much harder. So difficult that except for myth, Blaze had not found any validated evidence of a real energy-Quetzal. However, that was not enough to stop him from trying.

"Come on Sky, let's go flyin'," Blaze called out to the bird, who was once again napping by Jie Er's chaise.

"Stoopid Brraze," the bird squawked in a rumbling voice. Sky's voice matched the size of his vocal cords.

Over the years, Blaze had constantly repeated the phrases, "Elyssa is a shorty," "Siofra is stupid," and "the Malakim suck," at Sky, in an attempt to make him talk. His attempts eventually paid off, and the bird had learnt to parrot some of the words, but when it came to saying phrases, Sky had a mind of his own, mixing and jumbling words as he wanted.

However, when he did make sense, his usual favorites were, "Prretty Sheefrra," "Bootifur Eryssa," and "Stoopid Brraze". Blaze had an inkling that it was Tonya's doing, but he had no proof. His only consolation was, "Marrkim suck".

Blaze could not tell if the bird was conscious of what he was saying, but the one phrase Sky always used with great accuracy was, "Stoopid Brraze".

"Fine! Have it your way," Blaze said, and jumped into the sky, knowing very well that the bird would follow him. Sky always went along with him, unless he was made to stay.

Sky squawked in displeasure, before turning to Splash and squawking, "Ere Sprrash". The otter jumped out of the water, shook off the water, and ran over to jump on Sky's back. Soon, the trio of angel, Quetzal, and otter were off chasing the Poukai in the skies, leaving the two older angels to chill in peace.

However, "chilling", for Rebecca, meant something entirely different.

As soon as Blaze disappeared, she pulled her chaise closer to Jie Er's, until they were touching one another. She lay down beside her, sneaked a hand around her stomach, and drew her close. However, she did not get down to business, immediately.

Snuggling against her warmth, and placing her head in the hollow of her neck and shoulder, she asked, "Do you miss him?"

"I do," Jie Er answered softly, taking in Rebecca's scent. "But he always makes sure to call me whenever he can, every day. And, knowing how much effort he is putting into everything, I cannot ask him to stay more often. As mothers, we need to let him free."

Ever since D'Warka, Blaze had been constantly traveling, and as a princess of Xian, he often stayed at the Xian capital. Initially, Rebecca and Jie Er had traveled with him, as much as they could, but soon, they had to get back to their own lives: Rebecca to her battalion, and Jie Er to her work and training by herself at Varan. In the previous two years, Blaze had spent only a couple of months at Varan, and though he was here now, he was soon set to travel to Fort Mirian, to learn from General Wu Mei.

However, that was not what Rebecca meant to ask, though she was satisfied by Jie Er's answer. Blaze had been slowly distancing himself, sexually, from the two angels. It had started even before D'Warka, right after he had healed Jie Er's wings. But, when he had accidentally called Jie Er, "mom", when there was no one else around but them, it spelled the end for any sexuality between the two. Yet, Jie Er only seemed to be happy about the whole thing.

"I have you," Jie Er suddenly said.

Rebecca immediately raised her head and looked into Jie Er's cerulean eyes. "You know, I will not be able to resist if you say such words," she said, passionately.

She began to gently caress the side of Jie Er's thigh, dragging her shift past her hips.

"Oh? I wonder why you sent Blaze away," Jie Er smirked, teasingly.

"To do exactly this," Rebecca replied, climbing over Jie Er and straddling her, before leaning in to interlock their lips in a passionate embrace. This caused their bountiful busts to press against each other and threaten to spill out of their confinements, while the angels explored each other's tongues in great detail, slowly and sensually.

Without breaking the kiss, Jie Er undid Rebecca's hybrid bikini-bra and chucked it aside to focus her hands on her sinuous back. A moment later, her own shift was off.

Their bodies were pressed together so closely that their tops overflowed from the valley of their breasts and their legs lay intertwined with each other in a jumble of limbs.

Their hands began to explore their bodies, their movements slow, unhurried, and made with intent. A soft caress, followed by a simple flick, that sent electricity across their skins. Rebecca's hands danced across the sides of Jie Er's springy stomach— playful tickles of ecstasy, while Jie Er's hands moved over Rebecca's butt-cheeks with just the perfect amount of pressure, before diving between them, into the warmth between her buttocks.

Though Blaze had an irreplaceable tool in his arsenal, his body was fundamentally different, and he did not understand an angel's body as well as Rebecca. Moreover, Rebecca had explored more than Blaze, as she did not have to hide herself the same way he did. And whatever knowledge she gained from her exploits, she taught Jie Er. So, the two angels knew exactly how to pleasure one another, and had become masters of foreplay.

Soon, both were craving for more. Rebecca sat up and pulled Jie Er up into a sitting position and pushed her up against the recline of the chaise. Jie Er leaned back and lifted her long sensuous legs, allowing Rebecca to slowly drag her thong down her butt and up her legs, revealing her perfect, and slightly glazed lips. Rebecca flicked the thong aside, and dove down to kiss and taste her strawberry flavor.

It was a short kiss by her standards, as she moved up to flick her tongue over the little sensitive nub, which sent shivers all over Jier Er's body. She started kissing her way up the soft, supine body that lay in front of her. She left small kisses on the inside of the thighs near the wet lips, at the bottom of her abdomen, the center of her stomach and just below the valley of the breasts. She also left rather big ones on the inner slopes of the two bountiful, pale mounds followed by a couple right on the nipples. Finally, she came face to face with her lover.

They gazed at each other's forms with an appreciation that they may not have had for each other a decade ago. However, instead of looking at each other's beautiful, naked bodies, their eyes kept returning to their faces, as the expression of love and desire on the other's face caused more arousal than their bodies.

Jie Er took Rebecca's hand and pulled her towards herself, kissing her lips as their bodies went down on one another. Rebecca massaged and caressed Jie Er's breasts, paying careful attention to both, before slowly moving down her stomach. By now, Jie Er's strawberry essence had permeated the air, overwhelming Rebecca's own rosy smell.

Her fingers playfully danced over her lips, making Jie Er's stomach lurch and contract. Jie Er's knee dug against Rebecca's vagina, as the redhead's fingers penetrated her, causing both angels to moan at the same time. They smiled, even as they kissed. It was as if their bodies were in-tune.

Suddenly, Rebecca turned Jie Er on her side and shuffled behind her. She pushed Jie Er's leg with her knee, caressing her butt and thigh, while her fingers found their way back to her vagina.

Jie Er craned her neck towards Rebecca. There was an askance in her eyes and Rebecca understood, leaning to plant fleeting kisses on her sharp jawline, before taking her lips. She plucked at them before kissing her deeply, as her fingers plunged into her eager hole. Rebecca used her index and middle fingers to explore the depths of her love canal, while her thumb ran circles around her clit which was now throbbing. Jie Er's body shook with pleasure as she leaked more and more of her liquid energy.

After a while, Rebecca moved to sit on the side of Jie Er's waist, with one leg holding the other's up toward her body. In this position, the Jie Er's hip bone was pleasurably pressed into her vagina, and Rebecca ground herself on it, while one of Jie Er's hands played with her sensitive nub.

The hardness of the chaise provided a pleasurable contrast against their soft bodies which were bathed in the warmth of the setting sun as it cast a glorious light on their intertwined forms. There was also a slight breeze which contrasted against the heat of their bodies and left an exciting sensation as it blew over their stimulated and heated lower regions.

The cadence of Jie Er's moans rose along with the speed of Rebecca's fingers. The cool breeze felt even colder against her wetness, but Rebecca's fingers and body were all the warmth she needed. Jie Er was great at playing her lute, but Rebecca was as good at playing her like a lute.

Within a couple of minutes, Rebecca brought her awfully close to an orgasm, but when she sensed that she was about to release, she held her at the edge of her climax and stopped her ministrations.

Jie Er didn't even question her, as she knew what the redhead wanted to do next.

Rebecca pulled Aurnia's strap-on out of her space-ring, though one could argue that it was hers now. Rebecca had made a few changes to the tool. Over the years, she had shaped the "gan" to look more like a penis, and extended it so that it went both ways. She had also added an extra projection that extended from the underside of the gan, curving around to reach the wearer's butthole. This curved part was small and smooth, but it was incredibly good at stimulating her anus while she used the strap-on.

When Rebecca had first received the strap-on, the two angels had switched turns to use it on one other, but over the years, it became apparent that Rebecca enjoyed wearing it more than Jie Er. So, unless Jie Er expressed a desire to wear it, it was usually worn by the redhead.

Rebecca held the gan by its girth and slowly directed its back end to her vagina. She brushed it over her wet lips, before pushing it in, excruciatingly slowly. She had always enjoyed the sensation of her lips being parted and stretched. That feeling of fullness was unlike any other.

She then pushed the head out of her vagina with a small 'pop' and rubbed it all over her wet lips which helped lubricate the gan's head.

Jie Er watched Rebecca push the gan in and out of herself, until the redhead finally rolled over. Jie Er took hold of the gan's length and slowly pushed it into Rebecca's pussy until half the length was inside her. She then took the straps of the tool and drew them back, giving it a tug, and eliciting a small moan from Rebecca. She tied the top straps around the small of Rebecca's waist, while the lower straps went around her thighs. Once she was done, she gave her a customary kiss on her butt before Rebecca turned around to lay on her back.

Jie Er quickly mounted her stomach, while Rebecca spread her legs wide and held the gan upright as it stood tall, just like Blaze's aroused dick, but curvier. Without much ado, Jie Er lined herself against its head and slowly descended on it. It did not possess the same warmth as Blaze's thing, but in that moment, the two angels didn't care. The mere fact that the tool made them feel connected was enough.

Rebecca took Jie Er's hands and placed them against her breasts, her hands warm against her cooler skin; Jie Er's hands were always warm, just like her. Jie Er squeezed her breasts and slowly began to gyrate over the gan, her movements replicated inside Rebecca, and also making the small curved protrusion draw circles over her butthole.

Jie Er changed the way she moved in a fluid manner, almost as if she was playing a tune on her lute. She rotated her hips, and then switched to a back-and-forth motion, before starting to smack her butt against Rebecca's thighs. Each moment caused Rebecca to feel different things, sensations that could not be explained through words.