An angel.

"An angel," she she suggested.

"An angel?" Bill repeated. "Like, with wings and a halo?"

"That's right," she replied cheerfully. "You'd probably enjoy fucking a literal angel."

"Wait, don't actual angels have like thousands of eyes or something?"

"Angels as described in the Abrahamic scriptures and tradition often do, but I'm referring to the contemporary conception of angels. Heavenly humanoids with wings and halos as well as supernatural beauty and charisma."

Bill shrugged. "Worth a shot."

Suddenly the room was consumed with an unearthly light. As it faded, his gaze alit upon what was previously Amber. He stared at it without a conscious thought for what might have been seconds, minutes, or hours.

Her skin was a color that he didn't know existed, emitting a faint glow that outlined her entire body. Her face was still recognizable as Amber, but it was now suffused with an unreal beauty. It wasn't like when she was attractive; looking at her just felt right.

Her body hadn't really changed shape very much, but it was suddenly flawless. Bill's eyes roamed wildly across her frame, drinking in every curve. It was like he was seeing for the first time.

Her mouth opened and a dense harmony of tones issued forth, filling the small room with thundering beauty. He couldn't understand her speech, but the words crystallized in his mind.

Is this to your liking?

Bill nodded mutely, too awestruck to speak. She smiled and his heart almost stopped. The love, the acceptance and compassion bored into his soul and tears burned his on his cheeks. Bill felt an overwhelming flash of vertigo.

I'm glad I could help. Would you like to touch me?

He reached out with a trembling hand. She touched it with hers and he gave an involuntary yelp. The skin-to-skin contact was electric - Bill literally felt like a current was running from his fingertips to his heart.

Amber fluidly guided his hand to her marvelously full, soft chest. As his hand melted against it he shuddered and darkness crept in around the edges of his vision. It felt the way fresh pound cake tasted. He started to knead it and Amber gently pushed him onto his back. She positioned herself above him and lowered herself onto him. The moment he entered her, Bill's mind burst in a shower of love and lust and pleasure and ϯⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ⲧⲁⲕⲉ ⲡⲓⲙⲉⲩⲓ