The Azra-El Series Ch. 19

That's not the issue. Ah, well, maybe a warm bath will put me to sleep.

Aurnia turned on the two taps of the tub before turning to Blaze. "You do not plan on bathing in your clothes, do you?"

Blaze removed his tee and tossed it on a nearby chair. Aurnia raised a brow at him as he hesitated to remove his shorts.

Letting out a sigh, he pulled them down and kicked them away.

Aurnia's eyes lingered on his member only for a fraction of a second, before she smiled at him. "See, that was not so hard, was it?"

If you only knew what else is gonna get hard, granny.

Turning around, she leaned forward to test the water temperature. Blaze's eyes widened as her negligee rose over her butt and showed him a light reddish fuzz.

"Why do you have hair down there?" he blurted out, before he could stop himself.

Aurnia quickly turned around and sat down on the rim of the tub. "When you get to my age, dear, you stop caring about such things," she said, looking a little embarrassed.

"Er... But, why do you have hair down there?"

"Have you never seen pubic hair?"

Blaze shook his head. He had seen his share of naked angels, but he had never come across pubic hair in his time in this world.

"Well, it is not surprising, I guess. You are quite young. Pubic hair grows quite slowly, and most angels remove it with energy before it even shows. You will most likely start growing it too once you cross a hundred, although there are some who do not."

"Hmm," Blaze mused at the revelation. He had assumed that angels didn't have body hair at all. Maybe I can ask Rebecca to grow hers out a little.

"Bubbles?" Aurnia asked as the tub began to fill up.

"Sure!" Blaze replied. Bubbles meant that their bodies wouldn't be visible underwater, and he currently did not need any more stimulation.

Aurnia picked up a bottle by the side of the tub and poured it into the water, before beginning to stir it with her hand. Lilac-colored foam began to form on the water's surface. The water quickly reached three-fourths of the tub, with a thick, uniform layer of bubbles covering its surface.

Aurnia turned off the taps and stood up. Shuffling out of the straps of her negligee, she let it fall to the ground. However, before Blaze could really appreciate her curves, she stepped into the tub and sat down.

For once, Blaze was glad he couldn't see more. He stepped into the tub from the other side and began to sit down, but Aurnia grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her and onto her lap. His member rose inside the water as he felt her thighs against his butt.

Aurnia picked up some foam and began to wash his hair. Her adept fingers felt wonderful against his scalp. Begrudgingly, he settled down into her lap and leaned back as her breasts pushed into him and worsened his condition.

Fuck it. If she doesn't mind, then I don't care at all!

"Would you like to hear another story?" she asked, gently massaging his scalp.

Blaze nodded his assent.

"Over the course of my ninety-seven years of service in the HU army, I served in a variety of places-- on the paddy fields of the Mesa Basin; the rocky and sometimes icy shores of Vaikunheim; the golden grasslands to the east of Aranya with roaming giraffatitans, Manticores, and cerafents; on the volcanic mountains of Lanoan where fire breathing salamanders scorched the earth; and the sunbaked deserts of the east, filled with venomous saraph and scorpions.

"However, the most memorable of all my experiences was my time in the Yaksha rainforests, some two hundred years ago, while I was still a young naïve private in the army. It was an era when the Yakshas were still split in their allegiance. The Oli supported the HU, while the Irul were under the Hela Empire."

Blaze was immediately drawn to her story. Aurnia had told him some of her army tales before, but just from her voice, he could tell that this was different. She spoke in a whisper, and it seemed to contain a trace of fear and excitement.

"I belonged to the 3^rd Jungle Division- special forces assigned to take over remote villages in the north-western Yaksha forests, along the upper Tunga river. My unit was called the 'Green Cats', specialists at guerilla warfare."

"Guerilla warfare?"

"Ambushes, raids, hit-and-run tactics, and fighting from the trees."

"Why would angels need to fight from the trees?"

"Snipers! The Yaksha jungles are so dense that even light has a tough time penetrating through their foliage. Sniper nests were as common as the Boitata nests and both were just as deadly. No angel or demon under the archangel level dared to fly over the forest, unless they were a part of a larger battalion or had plenty of cloud cover. However, flying battalions made easy targets for anti-air cannons, so those were rare as well. Any ground covered was usually by land."

"Oh..."

"My unit was teamed up with a unit of Yakshas, and our Captain, Kara Mist, was a veteran of jungle warfare. We started out at the base of the Kunlun volcano and slowly made our way south, capturing tribal villages along the way. The purpose was to set up a supply route along the river.

"There were difficult times and there were easy times, but those tales are for another time. Tonight, I want to tell you about Duo Lam, the village where our expedition ended.

"It was a small mountaintop village, overlooking the river that cut through the valley below. We had received information that the village had a significant demonic influence, and considering its defensive location, we reached there expecting it to be the toughest fight of our campaign till then.

"However, from the very moment we set foot on the hill, we felt that there was something strange about the place. The step-plantations were full of unharvested crop, yet they were devoid of any sentient life. Expecting a trap, our company set up artillery and support for our advance force, of which I was part. We gingerly made our way up the hill, using the crops, crags, and crevices for cover- hiding, watching, and anticipating their attack.

"However, the only things that attacked us were the damned bugs. The farmhouses were empty and so were the fields. Many of us began to think that the villagers got news of our coming, and decided to flee, instead of defending their homes. However, our captain made sure that we were careful. After a steady two-hour trek, we finally reached the main village.

"Once again, we were met only with silence. Now, we were sure that the place was abandoned."

The story, and the way Aurnia narrated it, reminded Blaze of his experience at the Agrasen Baoli of Tir. Instinctively, he turned a little on Aurnia's lap to look at her face. Aurnia wrapped her arms around him and drew him closer. He wrapped an arm around her neck as he listened intently.

"The houses were simple, made from burnt brick, but their outer walls displayed strange images-- of Yakshas and demons intertwined in the most intimate of positions, some ridiculous, and some plain impossible.

"As we walked further, the images began to turn more explicit. Some houses contained sculptures that made the boldest of us blush. However, it was not until we reached the temple at the center that we came across something that changed our lives forever.

"The temple was made of polished black stone, with its exterior covered in intricately carved sculptures. On our captain's orders, we broke through its locked doors, only to find tens of cylindrical stone objects strewn across its floors.

"Most of them were of similar sizes and shape, about the length of my hand, a couple of inches thick, and curiously veiny. I remember picking one up and asking my Yaksha comrade, Kama, about its purpose. Kama was a talented young Yaksha, who was quite knowledgeable about the tribal villages. However, she was as clueless to the object's purpose, or the nature of the images and the sculptures as the rest of us.

"But, we did not dwell on it. We had to secure the village and set up camp.

"After every place we conquered, we sent a scout to report back to our commander, who was travelling along with the supply unit and the rest of our battalion. VPs were rare in those days and they also had a shorter range. We had to wait until we received new orders.

"The village had enough houses for all of us, so after a celebratory dinner, we went to sleep in the comfortable privacy of these houses. However, there was one Yaksha who, instead of going to sleep, combed through the empty houses in the hope of finding something interesting.

"Hidden in a strongbox in one of the outer homes, she found a book that illustrated the exact usage of the cylindrical stone objects."

Blaze tensed as Aurnia's hand traveled down his stomach to his member.

Uh oh!

"On the second night of our stay, an angel sleeping near the Yaksha's house, was awoken by soft moans coming through the flimsy brick walls. She went to investigate and came across the Yaksha using the cylindrical 'Gan' on herself."

Aurnia's hand fully wrapped around his erect member and gave it a gentle squeeze. Blaze couldn't move, afraid of the story and where it was leading.

"That night, an angel and a Yaksha intertwined. I don't know how it exactly spread, but as nights went by, one by one, the angels and Yakshas of our camp began to intertwine with their friends and neighbors. No one brought it up during the day, but, when night fell, those who had already experienced the Gan sought out those who had not.

"The scout did not return, and on the ninth day, the captain sent out two more squads. On the twelfth night, Kama sought me out. As soon as I opened my door for her, she pushed me inside and kissed me. I did not know what was happening, but I had grown fond of her, and I could not push her away.

"She was ravenous, and it surprised me at first. However, I liked how her soft lips felt on mine and it was intoxicating. She began to undress me as she pushed me to my bed, her hands hungrily seeking out all my curves.

"As I lay there, naked and vulnerable, she spread my legs and went down on me. That day, I learnt that one could kiss with one's lower lips, and it felt heavenly. Moans like the ones I had been hearing and feared began to escape through my own lips. I began to leak, down there, and soon, I began to wish for something more.

"Maybe Kama could feel it through my body, but she knew when I began to wish for more. She pulled out a Gan, and pierced me with it. Pain and pleasure spiked. However, the pain quickly faded, and the pleasure began to mount as she pushed and pulled the Gan inside me.

"Within minutes, my body shivered in a sweet, sweet release. However, Kama was not done. That night, we intertwined."

"Granny..." Blaze muttered weakly as Aurnia's hand began to gently pump his member. The movement of her hand was strange, almost as if she was dealing with something not a part of his body.

"Let me finish my story," she said, almost forcefully.

"The two squads we sent out did not return by their due date. We did not know how to proceed. We increased our defenses and our vigil. The days were tense, but the nights were filled with ecstasy. Fifteen days went by before one of the squads finally returned.

"They came with two important pieces of information. The last four villages we had captured had been recaptured by the demons. Our orders were to abandon the village and return.

"The second piece of information, however, sent a bigger chill down our spines. The inhabitants of the village had not been under the influence of just your everyday demons. They had been under the influence of the Huldra. When the captain heard of this, she ordered us to destroy all the Gan and anything related to them.

"Some of us were reluctant, but there were enough of us that could still think straight. We systematically destroyed anything that we felt might be related to the Huldra, before we set out, back to our HQ.

"While we travelled, Kama came over to my tent many a night. Though I desired to intertwine with her as much as she did, I spurned her approaches, afraid that it was somehow a means for the Huldra to control our minds. When we finally reached our HQ, our entire company was split and separated, and all of us were warned to never speak of the Huldra village, or our experience, again.

"The war continued, and over time, I rose up in rank to Captain. I never saw Kama again, and I learned to not think about what happened. I was convinced that what we did at Duo Lam was evil and demonic."

Blaze stiffened under Aurnia's arms, but she didn't seem to notice his reaction, and simply continued to tell her tale. There was a fervor in her eyes that almost seemed mad.

"I must confess that I was pretending to be asleep while you did it to Rebecca that night. I could not see what you two were doing, but my daughter's moans were not unfamiliar. Yet, I convinced myself that it was just my imagination running wild. How could the two of you know how to intertwine? Rebecca has never been outside of Aranya and you are nothing but a child.

"However, when my daughter mentioned your unnaturality to me the next day, I knew. My first thought was that you were a Huldra spawn. Then, I remembered that you are also a Righteous Fury. How could a demon display the Righteous Fury? Slowly, I began to wonder if intertwining was not inherently evil. Kama had always believed that.

"Once I came to this realization, I once again began to crave the experience. The Gan we had used were cold and inanimate. I wondered how a warm and alive Gan would feel inside," she said, as both of her hands wrapped around his member. Her thighs separated under the water and Blaze found himself sinking between them. She pulled him closer, and he felt her curly fuzz against his hip as she gently grinded against him.

"Granny... we can't," he whispered hoarsely, unable to escape her grip.

"Please, Blaze. I have been waiting two hundred years for this. Can you not let this old granny once again feel that ecstasy?"

"I-I can't. Rebecca doesn't want me to."

"What does that brat know?! She is just jealous!" she said, roughly.

Her harshness startled him, however, her tone quickly changed.

"I will speak to my daughter, Blaze. I am sure she will understand. You don't have to worry about it. Do you not find me attractive?"

"Aurnia..." he muttered, as he found himself being turned around on her lap.

His eyes fell on the chest that was a little too well-endowed. Her pink nipples were fully puffed up and a shade darker than before.

She quickly wrapped her legs around him and pulled him between her breasts. He felt his member pressed between her open lower lips, her fuzz tickling against its sides. Visually, clean-shaven might be better, but a bush felt the best.

"Please..." she beseeched, as his cheeks were squeezed between two soft pillows.

Reflexively, Blaze raised his hips. Aurnia did not miss the moment to reach down, grab his dick, and point it at her entrance.

"Please," she asked once more, pushing his tip in, but unable to do more.

Blaze felt his tip part her lips and he felt her warmth. He finally gave in and let gravity take over. However, Aurnia couldn't wait. Grabbing his butt with both hands, she pulled him in.

"Oh, Goddess! It is so warm!" she cried, as their groins kissed. Then, she came.

Her release was violent, hot, and plentiful; a distinctly fruity smell that reminded Blaze of a papaya arose from her release, despite it being under water.

As the quivering of her body slowed, Aurnia took his head between her hands and kissed him. She tasted like a papaya, too.

Blaze desperately needed to move, but Aurnia had her legs tightly wrapped around him, not allowing him any movement. However, as the intensity of her orgasm subsided, her grip on him eased.

Immediately, he took her left breast into his hand and began to suck on her nipple, as he pulled and pushed out of her.

Aurnia let him continue for a few moments, before she suddenly picked him up and stood up in the tub. Blaze looked up at her face questioningly and found that her previous fervor had disappeared. There was now a hint of apology in her eyes.

"Do you wish to continue?" she asked him, unsurely.

"Yes!" he replied. How could he stop now?

"Okay. Let us move over to the bed," she said, setting him down outside the tub.

Pulling out a towel from her space ring, she quickly dried him and herself, before walking him to the bed.

Once they reached the foot of the bed, Blaze caught her arm and turned her around. Grabbing her butt cheeks, he pulled her towards himself and began suckling on her breasts as his fingers dug into the soft skin of her voluptuous butt.

Aurnia was softer and curvier than any other angel he had fucked, and he loved it. She sat down on the bed and he climbed on top of her lap. He no longer cared about her age. His granny issues had always been at an emotional level, and Aurnia's actions that night had expelled them completely, at least for the moment. In fact, the idea of doing Rebecca's mother gave him a jolt of guilty pleasure.

Slowly, Aurnia dragged him over the bed, until she was lying prone on the soft, comfortable mattress, and Blaze on top of her, attending to all of her curves and trying to stimulate every part of her body.

Aurnia soft moans began to leak out of her mouth, and Blaze kissed her again, to taste her sweet papaya flavor and, just like papayas, Aurnia was soft, juicy, and sensuous. Blaze pulled her legs apart and went down between her legs; her split bush showed depths he had never seen before. It was as thick as a Yaksha jungle.

Imagining his tongue as a young lone-wolf maverick in the Aurnian Union's army, Blaze trudged through the dense jungle, exploring its every hidden bit. Then, he fell into a crevice—a deep, hot, flexible crevice—that he couldn't get out of. He struggled in its depths, kneading its sides, trying to get out, but not really wishing to. Aurnia's release only sent him deeper.

Finally, the central command sent for Private Lone-Wolf Maverick's retrieval. They wanted to send a tougher and bigger soldier to explore its depths. Unwillingly, Lone-Wolf was pulled out and replaced by a green beret. This green beret did not have a green cap, but he was big, strong, and sturdy. He was also a lance corporal. He beelined for the crevice, parting the well-wetted bush, and teetered around its entrance.

"Intertwine with me!" Aurnian Union cried.

"Roger that, AU. Digging in!" he announced, lancing his way into the crevice.

AU arched her back in ecstasy as Lance Corporal Normous Dickhead entrenched himself completely, until he was no longer visible underneath the undergrowth.

Blaze fell on her and Aurnia enveloped him with her arms and legs, her hands tightly gripping his butt and squeezing him. His head was cushioned between two massive fluffy pillows that danced with movement of their bodies, as Blaze grinded against her.

Aurnia began to groan, her moans louder and more expressive than Rebecca's. Blaze loved the feeling of her bush against his groin. He wanted to pump but was reluctant to part with the jungle. The jungle and I are one.

However, the LCpl began to get restless in the trench. He needed to dig more.

So, Blaze began to push in and out of her, with slow, deliberate movements that were fully felt. Every thrust was separated by a long, heavy kiss of groins, the hair in between tickling Aurnia's nub and Blaze's skin.

The thrusts began to grow faster with time, as Aurnia's hands explored every inch of his back and booty. She had multiple mini-orgasms, but Blaze saved up for the final push, waiting for Aurnia to have the best orgasm of her life. How could some silly Yaksha who did not even know about sex show Aurnia a better time than him?