So much Swooping!

“Fuck you and your proposition demon!” I spit shoving the demon back and grabbing my aunts bedside lamp and hurling it at the beast.

She deftly dodges down, the lamp smashing against the back wall, “You think you have a choice!” She laughs as she lunges for me.

Suddenly the door bangs open knocking the demoness off balance.

“Daniel!” Julie cries as she runs into the room, glaring between the demoness and myself.

“Bahhhh! So many interlopers!” She succubus cries and swipes at Julie opening a vast gash over her abdomen, blood instantly pouring from her wound

“No!!”

I scream, charging forward as white light fills my vision...

———

“Quickly! Keep pressure on it!” A voice calls out

“Oh my god Daniel!” Another cries

“What happened to him!”

“Never mind that Helena! Why didn’t you tell him!”

“Please.... please baby don’t die on me... not like this” a soft voice whimpers.

I feel soft lips touching mine, tears on my face.

———

“Well, is he going to live?” A distant voice asks

“Yes. He will. But not if your brother pulls another stunt like that” Angela replies

“Is he really... I mean...”

“Yes, yes he is sweet one”

I feel a soft form fit snuggly to my side, more wetness. Tears? Must be.

———

My eyes slowly peel open, I feel groggy, tired. Like I’m stuck in a bog that’s knee deep. I try raising my head and hear something smash off to the side.

“Baby!” Julie cries as I am suddenly assaulted by kisses up my neck and over my cheek.

She’s changed you realise, she looks haggard, like she hasn’t slept in a week. She wears a loose fitted nirvana top and a pair of grey yoga bottoms, her hair pulled into a messy bun.

A weak arm loops over and pulls her tight to me.

“Am I dead?” I ask, my voice shaky, the fear palpable.

“No baby, no no. You saved my life” Julie whimpers as she holds me tighter, lying against my side.

“How...” I croak tilting my head to look at her directly

“You... oh baby” Julie murmurs, quickly double checking my abdomen before she gingerly climbs atop me.

“Jules?” I ask again suddenly unsure of her expression as she leans in, and kisses me deeply.

An explosion of pleasure erupts through me as I feel the swell of her sweet lips on mine, her tongue delicately probing it’s way into my mouth as our affections grow heated.

“Baby... you... you’re” she murmurs between kisses, struggling to pull her yoga pants off of herself and hastily chucking her t-shirt away in a clump in the corner.

With one smooth motion she kisses her way down my pecs, and over my abs before throwing the cover back, unleashing my erection. Angry and engorged, ready to be sated.

“You’re an Angel” she whispers, sliding herself down on my cock, cooing as her eyes cross, the feeling of how stretched her pussy is overwhelming her for a few moments.

“Nice compliment” I groan in pleasure, my hands coming to her hips as strength slowly flows back into me.

I can feel her hips bucking and gyrating on my cock, her hands feeling over every inch of my abs and pecs, “No... oh gods... no baby... I mean for real... for real real” she moans.

I frown up at her, my thumb working her clit as she bites the palm of her hand to stifle her screams of pleasure.

Slowly I crane my head to the left, then to the right. Just to make sure I’m not crazy.

However.

The answer does not amuse me.

As two large black wings extend from my back reaching the far walls of the room.

My eyes go wide as Julie smiles down at me, undoing her bun and letting her hair fall loose.

“Yes baby... you’re an angel” she moans “You blew that demon away, and took my injury onto your own body, then passed out” she moans, leaning forward and planting a warm, loving kiss on my lips. “You’re my guardian angel” she grins at the cheese of her own joke when the door swings open.

“O-oh I’m so sorry I didn’t know he was awake!” My sister Amy squeaks as she drops a tray of food and drink all over the floor. Her eyes fixed on my mammoth member stretching Julie out, juices flowing making it gleam in the light of my mothers bedroom.

“I’ll le-leave you to it” She stammers holding the tray over her face and scurrying away from the room.

Julie looks down at me, giggling at how red my face is. Her hips slowly resuming their pleasurable motions.

“So, Loco? Does the big bad angel want to force some confessions out of this naughty choir girl” she teases, rubbing her tits together atop me.