"And I'm sure he had his own reasons for doing so. He's a liar, Cam. He manipulates people to get what he wants. You are not to talk to Lucifer OR Lucy ever again."
He paced a few feet away from her, raking his long hair back from his face. She noticed then that it was actually free from the braid and hung past his waist in a soft white curtain. "You're young, Cam-chan. Too young."
He stared down at her. It was obvious by the look in his eyes that he wanted to take her in his arms again... But he didn't. "I'll go." He started past her.
"I can't stay with you. Your father...he'll be watching you like a hawk now. If he even sees a shred of me, he'll slit my throat and chop off my wings. He's threatened it before."
He stared down at her, his steely eyes holding a softness very few ever saw. He stepped up to her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her close to his warm chest. "I can only give you tonight," he said softly.
He knew he shouldn't be doing this; if Eiro ever found out, it would cost him a few lives. But he just didn't care. He pulled her tighter to him and Cam felt a hot wind blow around them.
"We couldn't stay in your room. Your parents might have come." She looked up quickly and saw they were in a bedroom that was decorated in red anad black.
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"Do NOT play dumb with me, Cam. I heard what you said. How long have you been seeing him?"
"I didn't know it was him until today, Daddy." Her voice was quiet.
"You will never talk to him again, do you understand me?"
"But, Daddy--!"
"END of discussion, Cam! He's a fallen angel!"
"He saved me, Daddy!"
"And I'm sure he had his own reasons for doing so. He's a liar, Cam. He manipulates people to get what he wants. You are not to talk to Lucifer OR Lucy ever again."
She stared at him in surprise and hurt. Then she turned and ran up to her room.
She slammed the door shut, leaning against it.
"Cam-chan." She turned to see Lucy sitting on her windowsill, a sad look on her face.
She closed her eyes. "You...you need to leave..."
"I know." She looked down at her lap. "I just...didn't want to leave without saying goodbye."
Tears slid down her face as Camael flung herself at Lucy. "I don't want you to go!"
Lucy wrapped her arms around Cam, stroking her hair gently.
"I know...but...it's probably for the best that I stay away."
"But I don't want you to leave..."
Lucy tipped Cam's face upwards, her mouth touching hers. When she pulled away, Lucy was Lucifer.
"When I'm around you...I'm tempted," he said softly.
"To do what?" Cam's voice was soft as she looked into Lucifer's eyes.
"Wicked things," he said, his hand smoothing down her cheek and neck.
Her breath slid out and her eyes closed. "What-what kind of naughty things?"
He groaned softly and his mouth pressed to hers again. The kiss this time was more insistant and deeper.
She leaned into it, her lips parting slightly.
He pulled away suddenly and stood.
"No. We can't."
She gasped. "Oh..."
He paced a few feet away from her, raking his long hair back from his face. She noticed then that it was actually free from the braid and hung past his waist in a soft white curtain.
"You're young, Cam-chan. Too young."
She reached out and touched his hair. "I'm not too young. Lots of people say I'm too serious for my age."
"Just because you're serious doesn't mean you aren't too young." He turned back to her.
She touched his arm. "Is there a point to this conversation?"
He stared down at her. It was obvious by the look in his eyes that he wanted to take her in his arms again...
But he didn't.
"I'll go." He started past her.
She touched his arm, stopping him with the light grip. "Please..."
"Cam...the longer I'm here...the more tempted I become."
"I know...but I don't want you to go...I'll miss you too much..." Tears shone in her blue eyes.
"I can't stay with you. Your father...he'll be watching you like a hawk now. If he even sees a shred of me, he'll slit my throat and chop off my wings. He's threatened it before."
"So we meet where he won't see..."
"And where would that be...Cam...?"
"I-I don't know...all I know is I don't want you out of my life..."
He stared down at her, his steely eyes holding a softness very few ever saw. He stepped up to her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her close to his warm chest.
"I can only give you tonight," he said softly.
"Then I'll take tonight..." She looked up at him, tears threatening to break.
He touched her cheek.
"Are you crying for me, Cam?"
She looked down. "I-I think so..."
He smiled and tipped her face upwards before pressing his mouth to hers.
She slid her arms around him. She kissed him softly.
He knew he shouldn't be doing this; if Eiro ever found out, it would cost him a few lives.
But he just didn't care.
He pulled her tighter to him and Cam felt a hot wind blow around them.
She shivered gently. "What was that?"
"We couldn't stay in your room. Your parents might have come." She looked up quickly and saw they were in a bedroom that was decorated in red anad black.
"Is...this your place?"
Lucifer nodded, pushing back some of his long hair.
"Yes."
She smiled at him. "Its a nice room."
"Thank you, I like it." He released her slowly.
She slowly stepped back and looked around.
The black laquered bed was huge, taking up half the room by itself. A red silk comforter had been spread over it. Black drapes hung from the walls.
"A bit oppressive, but nice." She smiled at him.
"It works for me." He smiled slightly, sitting on the edge of the bed.
She smiled back and sat next to him. "I guess its fine then." She laid her hands in her lap.
"You always sit so polite," he observed with a small laugh.
"What of it?" She nudged him with her elbow.
He grinned wickedly and reached over, tickling her.
She twisted away. "Stop it."
He pulled his hands away, his smile fading.
"Alright."
"I don't like being tickled." She poked him.
"You are too serious." He poked her back.
"I told you." She grinned impishly.
"But you're still cute." He drew her forward and kissed her again.
She kissed him back tentatively.
He smiled slightly, pulling back a little.
"It's alright. Just do what I do," he said softly before his mouth met hers again.
She gently mimicked his movements,her hands sliding up his arms.
His strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his lap.
She stiffened slightly. After a moment, she relaxed.
It was obvious he was being very careful with her and he was giving her plenty of opportunities to stop him.
She wasn't sure she wanted to stop though.
He pulled back from the kill only when she had become breathless from it.
"Do you want to keep going?"
She nodded, still breathless from the kiss.
He smiled and kissed her again, his hands sliding slowly down her back. He had always wanted to touch her like this...
Her eyes closed and her head tilted back slightly. She loved the feeling of his hands.
His mouth left hers and suddenly he was leaving hot kisses down her smooth neck.
She let out a soft little cry as he did so. "Lucifer..."
"You taste sweet," he said against her soft skin. He sucked gently at the pale flesh.
She let out another little cry. "OH!"
To him, the sounds she was making were beautiful.
He reached down and pulled up her shirt slowly.
She shivered at the movement of the soft fabric, but didn't protest.
He lifted the shirt over her head, letting it fall to the floor. For a few moments, he could only stare.
She crossed her arms over her white lacy bra. "Why are you staring?"
He reached up and tugged herhands away.
"No, Cam. Don't. I'm staring because I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you."
"I would never lie to you about such a thing." He smoothed his hand over her pink cheek.
She looked down. "Well, its hard to believe then. I've never had anyone say that to me before. Kae and Char, sure...but not me.."
He tipped her face up, kissing her softly.
"To me...you are the most beautiful."
A few tears slipped out of her eyes as she kissed him back, her arms going around him.
He laid back on the bed, pulling her atop him as he continued to kiss her.
Her hands buried themselves in his hair.
It was softer than silk and smelled of lilies. He groaned quietly against her mouth, deepening the kiss.
She shivered gently, one of her hands slowly trailing down his side.
She could feel the muscles under the thin fabric of his shirt. Another soft groan left him as his fingers trailed along his spine.
She shivered again and her hand slid up underneath his shirt. Her kisses grew a little more insistant.
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