Vanya comforted Isaac.

Isaac tossed his phone aside and laid back in the bed, looking up at the ceiling. “Well, that’s that. I wait.”

The weight on the bed shifted, and suddenly Vanya was straddling Isaac’s waist. She placed her slender hands on his chest, leaning over him. Her wings were spread, almost glittering in the bright lantern-light. At this angle, in this light, Isaac could see right through her dress. Her pale pink nipples, her smooth, flat stomach, the dark blue shadow that was her panties…

“You saved me,” she murmured.

“I did?” Isaac chuckled as he put his hand on her thigh. “I was winging it.”

“You got him out of my face. Gave me a chance to react properly.” Vanya put her hand to Isaac’s cheek. “I’m sorry I froze. I don’t normally do that.”

“It’s okay. It worked out. What did you even do to him?” Isaac slid his hand up her leg, pulling up the dress until he could slip under it to touch her thigh.

“Just a teeny tiny exorcism.” Vanya chuckled, shifting back and leaning down to kiss Isaac. “Banished the spirit controlling him.”

“And that armor… you looked good in it.”

“Thank you, mister Wells.”

Isaac’s hand pushed up to touch Vanya’s side, her skin soft and smooth. “However, I think you look best without anything.”

Vanya smirked, slipping her arms out of her dress and letting it pool around her waist, her torso now bare. “I think I agree.”

Isaac lifted his other hand, about to touch her chest, then paused. “May I?”

“How kind of you.” Vanya gently pulled his other hand off of her, adjusted herself to properly remove her dress, then took Isaac’s hands in hers. “You’re quite the gentleman.” She placed one of his hands on her breast, and the other over her crotch. Already, there was a damp spot on her panties.

“Did almost getting stabbed make you horny?” Isaac asked, pressing his thumb into the damp spot.

Vanya inhaled sharply, then grinned, a blush forming on her cheeks. She slid her hands down his torso until she could slip them under his shirt. “Isaac, you touching me like you have been is what made me horny. However, I should ask if actually getting stabbed hinders your ability to make love.” Isaac opened his mouth to reply, but she cut him off with a kiss. “Let’s make use of this bed, shall we? And not worry about what is to come for a little while.”

Isaac responded by rolling to the side, tossing her into the plush mattress but being careful to not hurt her wings. She let out a yelp that faded into trailing giggles as he straddled her legs. Her wings curled up around him, shading him from the light of the lanterns.

His lips met Vanya’s, cutting off her laugh. His hands roamed up and down her torso, careful to avoid touching the warm-toned feathers of her wings as he carefully lowered down to kiss down her neck to her collarbone. With his face now inches from her chest, he saw tiny silver dots, like freckles scattered across her skin, glimmering in the light filtering through her feathers.

“Vanya,” Isaac muttered against her skin, “do you often give rather than receive?”

The angel’s blush started to travel down her neck. She nodded, giving an affirmative noise. “Most clients… don’t care terribly for my pleasure.”

“Do you want to just sit back and let me take care of you?”

Vanya let out a tiny whine that stretched into a moan as Isaac pressed two knuckles into the spreading damp spot between her legs. She nodded more enthusiastically, shifting against the bed. “Please, Isaac, gods, please.”

“I’m going to take these off now.” Isaac picked at the hem of her panties, and when she whimpered and started to push them off herself, he took that as an affirmative. He tugged her panties down her long, slender legs, tossing them somewhere behind him. He nudged at her knees to spread her legs, then laid between them, his face close to her now-bare pussy. She was clean-shaven, already shiny with arousal and blushing.

Isaac took one of her hands and nestled it in his hair. She got the hint, gently taking hold of him. Then, he lifted her legs so they rested on his shoulders instead of trying to spread around him. He started by kissing her slender, soft thighs, small pecks nearing her core before swapping to the other leg, then kissing all around her entrance.

“You’re - ah! - so gentle,” Vanya murmured. Her hand slowly combed through Isaac’s hair, little gasps and moans spilling from her lips as Isaac laid warm kisses on her skin.

Isaac lifted his head, just barely meeting her eyes as he looked up. “Well, I figure… most of the time, when you have sex it isn’t for you. It isn’t necessarily how you like it. You cater to clients. But you’re doing your job.” He gently squeezed where he was holding her thigh. “You’re off the clock today, remember?”

Vanya’s blush deepened, and she tilted her head back. “Moon Mother, I think I really love this man.”

Isaac laughed, lowering his head again. “Besides, you deserve love when most of your sex is just about the physical aspect.” Before Vanya could reply, Isaac kissed her slit, getting a sharp yelp from the angel.

He spent the next few minutes licking at her slit, slowly dipping deeper and occasionally pausing to pay particular attention to her clit. Where Ophelia favored hard and fast fucking, Isaac could already tell that Vanya wanted to be gently loved. So, that’s what he gave her. He held her thighs when they closed around his head, diligently licking her slit. His hands roamed down her legs a bit, then up to her waist, always avoiding her wings.

Vanya moaned as Isaac’s tongue delved deep into her, writhing in pleasure. She spilled arousal on Isaac’s face, growing steadily more wet as she shuddered and cried out. “Fuck! Isaac, gods-!” Her grip tightened on Isaac’s hair, not pulling him but holding firm.

He adjusted to focus his mouth on her clit, shifting to gently push two fingers into her pussy. He kept his pace slower, easing her toward climax rather than pushing. She seemed to appreciate it, based on the sounds she was making. Loud, breaking apart praise and pleading with ecstatic moans.

In moments, Isaac’s vigorous, determined efforts had the angel melting, and moments later, she was cumming on his fingers. He kept going, kept fingering her and licking her clit until she withdrew slightly.

“Shh, st-stop, Isaac, too much,” Vanya stuttered, patting Isaac’s head weakly. “So good, j-just too much.”

Isaac pulled back, slipping out from between her legs and sitting back against the bed. He was careful not to touch her broad, spread wings, but it meant he had to sit further away.

“I-I’m not going to hurt you, Isaac,” Vanya said, laughing breathlessly. “Come, lay next to me.”

“Your wings,” Isaac replied, gesturing vaguely.

She seemed to realize what he meant and nodded slightly. She sat up and folded her wings, then laid on her side. “Better?”

He smiled. “Much.” He laid next to her, leaned forward to kiss her, then settled back. “Good?”

“Very.” Vanya nudged Isaac’s shoulder so he was laying flat, then she draped herself over him. She touched his face, then dragged her hand down his chest to rest lightly over the bulge he hadn’t realized he’d been sporting. “What’s this?” She asked, looking down at it.

“I guess I got a little too excited hearing all those sounds you made,” Isaac replied, grinning as she slowly looked back up at him.

“I love a man who likes to get his woman off,” Vanya purred. She kissed along Isaac’s jaw, gently rubbing his bulge. “Want me to take care of it?”

“Only if you want to.” Isaac ran a hand up and down her arm, softly massaging her shoulder.

“I would love to.” The angel shifted until she was between his legs, mimicking his previous position as she hooked her fingers into his waistband and pulled his pants down. His hard cock now free, she wrapped her fingers around his length, laughing softly. “Wow… you are perfect.”

Isaac laughed, too, though he cut it short with a gasp when she licked up the underside of his cock. She chuckled again and kept gently licking his shaft. After a few long, quiet moments, she took him in her mouth. Isaac gripped fistfuls of the bedsheets, groaning as she sucked on his tip. Her maneuver was slow, sensual, her head slowly bobbing up and down his cock. Her mouth was soft, warm, her tongue diligent in licking him even as she gently sucked.

Isaac pushed her hair back when it fell in her face, thumb rubbing her temple. She hummed as she started dipping deeper, drawing another moan from Isaac. In no time, her nose brushed Isaac’s crotch each time she lowered her head, effortlessly taking his length into her throat.

“God, you’re so good,” Isaac muttered. “I’ve n-never… had it like this.”

Vanya took all of his cock in her mouth, then pulled back, panting. “I’m glad to be spoiling you, then,” she said with a proud grin. Without taking a beat, she returned to her task.

Isaac’s hips bucked, thrusting up into her mouth. She made a surprised noise, but didn’t complain, only speeding up. Isaac gave a muttered half-warning as she tipped him over the edge, then he was cumming. She eagerly swallowed his seed, stroking him vigorously and sucking on his tip. Isaac groaned as she sucked him dry, only relaxing back when she lifted her head up. She swallowed one final time, then laughed softly, smiling.

“Thank you,” she said as she returned to laying beside Isaac.

“I should be thanking you,” Isaac said, still reeling. “That was… wow.”

Vanya nestled her head against Isaac’s chest. “I can see a very satisfied bedroom in our future,” she murmured. “But, for now, I think we should relax.”

“It’s a little early to go to bed.” Isaac gently stroked her hair. Sleep sounded good, but it was still mid-morning…

“But maybe just a little nap?” Vanya reached up to touch his cheek. “I’m pretty worn out from what you did to me… and the healing magic. You got stabbed, mister, and you deserve some rest.”

Isaac sighed, smiling. “Okay, I concede. You’re right, I’m pretty tired.”

She smirked, closed her eyes, and settled against him.

Isaac kissed the top of her head and laid back, closing his eyes as well.