New Joint Project Ch 4

Luke stared at Naomi, his supposed guardian angel. He glanced back at the demon chained behind her, shapely ass pointed his direction in a way that made him wonder if it was on purpose. He drew a deep breath, then looked back at Naomi. 

God damn, she was beautiful. 

She stood with her hands folded over her perfectly smooth pussy, her perky breasts right there for the taking, and he didn’t wonder that his erection was still strong. Even without the influence of the demon in him, he couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to fuck an angel. Everything about him said to go with her, except for one nagging voice at the back of his mind—the one said that this was all insanity, and that there was no way he had guardian angels. As he let the voice speak, it told him there was no way that this beautiful nude woman in front of him could have anything to do with the heavens, his protection, or whatever weird special purpose he supposedly was made for. He didn’t have some grand destiny, and especially not one that deserved three guardian angels at his side to be able to accomplish it. With another deep sigh, he shook his head, then turned to leave.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Naomi asked.

“You’re not real, or if you are, then you’re some lunatic who’s probably going to stab me in my sleep after we fuck.” He hesitated, glancing back at her. “While I would likely enjoy the latter, and what a way to go, I’m sorry… I can’t do this.”

He started walking.

“We can’t leave the demon here.” She charged after him, then flashed gold before reappearing directly in his path with her hands on her hips, heavenly light shining down on her. It was night, it made no sense that the light would appear like that, a beam cutting through the clouds to form a spotlight upon her. For a moment, every detail of her was visible. He almost couldn’t resist himself—the pressure in his pants too much. And then, the light formed into clothes, wrapping around her body to become a golden Greek toga. It still showed her shape and did nothing to hide her nipples, even the slight coloration of them. He laughed at the idea that she thought this was helping.

“Is this better for you?” She gestured at her clothes. “Me hiding my true form?”

“Barely.”

“There’s a demon right there and I can’t just destroy it. I mean, I need your help.”

He looked back at the demon, who had been yanked forward with the angel’s movement. She now stood watching him. When she noticed his eyes on her, one of her hands ran up her leg and then between them to massage herself down there, and she licked her lips.

“You have to be kidding me,” he said. Looking back at Naomi, his smile widened. “Real funny. What is this, some kind of sorority prank? You two try to seduce me, lure me back to your dorm, then take pictures of me tied up and laugh, right? I don’t think so. Not today. I’m not falling for it.”

“Are you… serious?” She gestured back at the demon. “You saw me expel it from your body. You witnessed the heavenly light dressing me. I don’t understand where there’s any room for doubt. To say nothing of the wings and halo.”

Luke chuckled, not understanding it himself. “Maybe I don’t believe you’re real. Maybe…”

With an exasperated sigh, she placed her hand on his cheek. A tingling sensation poured through him. It was as if his mind was flooded with a warm bath, as if any doubt was being locked away, or stepped on and squished.

“Please... ” He took her hand away and shook his head. “Are guardian angels supposed to be so… Alluring?”

“Stop that.” She was clearly blushing. “No, we’re supposed to be asexual. You’re projecting something onto me, and, as complimentary as that is, it’s inappropriate. I’m your guardian angel, don’t forget.”

“Are guardian angels not supposed to have free will?”

“About that.” She leaned in, lowering her voice. “You see, something has thrown off the balance of it all. It doesn’t make sense that the others could’ve left, because we’re not supposed to have free will. And then there’s this. Her hand went up to her ear, moving along it, showing that it was pointed. “It’s weird, but I don’t remember my ears being pointy like this.”

“Like an elf,” he said, awed and even more turned on now. “But, I don’t understand what that has to do with anything.” Shaking his head, he added, “Listen, even if we were supposed to work together, I don’t see how we could. I honestly can’t stop thinking of…”

“Making love to me?” This time she didn’t blush, but simply stared at him as she waited for a response.

“Honestly, yes.” He shrugged, feeling horrible about saying it. He never talked to women this way. “It’s just that,” he readjusted himself, trying to hide his erection, “it’s really at the front of my mind. I don’t see how I could think of anything else.”

“Maybe if we got it out of the way, sooner rather than later.” She glanced down at his crotch, a strange curiosity there that he wouldn’t have expected from her.

“But, you’re a guardian angel….”

“As I said, things are weird. I’m not supposed to have free will, I’m not supposed to have this sort of attraction, or lust. In fact, it seems wrong. But I also know that you’re special, meant for great things. If that’s what it would take to help you focus, I imagine it’s what I’m supposed to do.”

He simply stared at her, unable to believe what she was saying. A guardian angel who had been nude until a few moments ago was now offering to fuck him to keep him focused. He laughed, shook his head, and started walking off again.

“By the heavens, where do you think you’re going?” She stomped after him, heavenly power pulling the demon along. “I offered to do exactly what you want, to help you, to save the world, maybe. Or… I don’t know. What I do know is that we have a duty. A mission, of sorts…”

“And what exactly do you think that is?” He gestured around, then back to the demon. “To do something with her? To go find these other guardian angels who went missing?”

“Actually, yes. To the latter, that is. And of course, that involves questioning the demon, and maybe going to a local church and questioning them. We need to figure out why you might have had three guardian angels, and if other angels are going through similar issues right now. Have they all gone rogue? Is the whole heavenly host in turmoil?”

Luke squeezed his eyes shut, scrunched his nose in thought, and tried to process this. If there was any truth to what was happening—and he couldn’t deny that he now felt it was true, ever since she had put her hand to his cheek… And he also couldn’t deny that he wanted to fuck her. But mostly, if it was true, heaven was potentially upside down, and if there were demons in the world… What did that mean for hell? Had demons broken loose on Earth? Was this the end of the world, or had something else simply thrown everything off balance? He wanted to slap himself for such silly thoughts, such ridiculous notions. Then again, there was a guardian angel in front of him. She had the wings, the halo, and beauty that could only make sense if it came from heaven. 

“I’m in.”

“As in… We’re doing this?” She smiled wide, then ran at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned back and blushed. Again, she stepped away, hands folded in front of her, and lowered her head. “I don’t think we should, er, make love… quite yet. I’m sorry, this is so…”

“Oh, of course. Not here.” He glanced back at the demon. “Where do we take her for questioning?”

“My memories are somewhat hazy. Ever since the other two left, it’s all been a bit of a blur. But, I believe there’s a church nearby. I sense it, and if we can get her there, they might have holy water. We might be able to pull some answers from her.”

“You talking about torture?” Luke wasn’t sure what he thought of that, and especially now that the demon was moaning, caressing her breasts, and gesturing him over. He wasn’t sure how strong he’d be in this situation. “How do we get her there, and who will be doing the… torturing?”

“Questioning, not torturing… Exactly. You can’t torture a demon. I mean, it would be more fun for them than anything. But the holy elements of that place… that can get them to give us some answers.”

“To be clear, you’re saying holy water does hold some sort of heavenly essence?” He asked.

“Of course.” She gestured at herself. “I’m an angel. There is a heaven, and therefore you can assume much of what you heard, or versions of it anyway, are true.”

“A heaven?”

“Maybe multiple heavens… it’s unclear at this moment.”

“The memory lapse thing?” He considered all the implications of what he was learning. That must mean there was a God or gods, and that must also mean that there were angels and God or whatever watching everything he’d ever done. That thought hurt his head and made him extremely uncomfortable. 

He simply nodded and, together, they went back toward the demon. He anticipated some sort of fight— he had no idea what, exactly—but looked forward to seeing how this would play out. Luke and Naomi approached the demon, and the angel held out her hand that gripped the chains of light. 

She handed the chains to Luke and said, “You’ll have to do this. You must keep her under control, since she’s your demon.”

He took them and felt the bond. The demon looked at him, arched an eyebrow, and smiled. He had no doubt that she knew exactly where his mind had gone the moment he gripped the warm chains. It had been an image of her bent over, her hands braced against the nearest tree as he took her from behind. Undoubtedly an image she had placed there. 

He cleared his throat. “Is there a way to put clothes on her as well?”

“That’s under her control.” Naomi refused to look at the demon. “She doesn’t tempt you, does she?”

Was there a hint of jealousy in her voice? Luke stared at Naomi. “Would it matter?”

“I’ve seen you, you know… Do things with women. It never mattered. But this is a demon. You do understand the difference?”

A quick review of his memories brought up his first handjob in the back room of his girlfriend’s house, her parents in the other room completely unaware. But Naomi had been there, seen it. His next thought went to a room where another girl had gone down on him, head bobbing up and down and titties flapping, with only a curtain separating them from their friends who were drinking nearby. So many more times, too, that he didn’t want to imagine Naomi seeing. With a sigh, he turned to the demon and decided to ask her. “Would you please cover yourself?”

The demon stared at him, blinked, then shook her head.

“You don’t talk?”

“Not with the likes of her around.” The demon eyed Naomi.

“So, you can talk, you merely prefer not to at the moment.”

“Come on.” Naomi ignored the demon and nodded for Luke to follow her. 

They had gone about ten paces when Naomi spread her wings and paused. She looked back at Luke, frowning. “We can’t fly. Where’d you park?”

Trent chuckled, glancing back the way they had come. “Near the gym. Back where that guy was.”

“And where there might be cops, looking for you.” Naomi put her hand on her hip in a way that thrust it out and made him keenly aware of the way the material clung to her body. It made him want to tear her clothes off—nothing new there. She glanced his way, gave him a half smile, and said, “You know, I can kinda read your thoughts. Not completely, but enough to get the gist here and there.”

“Not like I can control what I’m thinking.” He shrugged. “Plus, I thought we’d already established that I want you.”

Naomi nodded, but looked away. “Still new to me… this whole concept.”

The demon scoffed. When they both looked at her, she was grinning wide. Although chained, she was still managing to run her hands along her body provocatively. 

“Oh, this is too rich,” the demon said in a low purr. “You two want each other, and the angel girl gets jealous.” She moved her fingers over her pussy, spreading her lips and fingering her clit, going in circles as she started to moan. “Why don’t you come over here, make her really jealous? Put your face between my thighs, bring me to ecstasy. Maybe that’ll make the angel stop wasting time, make her want you more than ever.”

“Stop it.” Naomi was glaring, not liking this one bit.

While Luke couldn’t say he didn’t like it, he didn’t appreciate being tugged around. His cock felt like it was going to explode, his hormones taking over. His head felt light with all the blood rushing south. “Ladies, we can’t continue this way. How far is this church?”

“I’m trying to figure that out,” Naomi said. “If I’m getting this right, we’re going to need to go to one of the oldest churches in the country. And that seems to be…” She closed her eyes, movement under her eyelids showing that something was happening. “Oh, no. At least a day’s drive away.”

Trent’s mouth dropped open. “You’re telling me that I have to deal with this,” he motioned to his boner, then to the demon, “for a whole day?”

She gave him a reluctant glance. “Yes.”

He shook his head and turned away from the demon to try and focus. “I might need some alone time.”

“I get it,” Naomi said. “But, to ensure you know that I’m telling the truth about us… my feelings for you… and in hopes that you don’t get tempted by her, I think I can assist.”

Luke swallowed, ignoring the demon’s laugh, and nodded in approval. Naomi stepped forward, quickly undoing his belt and unzipped his pants to pull out his cock. Her angelic fingers were smooth and warm, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Her touch sent tingles through his cock and right up his spine. When she stroked it hard and fast, he knew that when he finally had the chance to fuck her, it was going to be out of this world. Suddenly, he spasmed all over, his entire body twitching and muscles seizing, and then he shot his wad all over the forest floor. The demon was licking her lips as she moved close to try rubbing her hands along him, but the angel thrust out a hand that shot her backward and onto the ground.

“That was… Oh my…” Luke tried to look for the right words, but none came.

“Next time will be a thousand times better,” Naomi said. She started to tuck him away, but then held him tight as she leaned in and kissed his mouth. Her taste was sweet, her hand holding him as he started to soften, a gentle promise. At least for now, the longing for the demon had been subdued.

Next, he needed to get his bike so they could head to the church. It was going to be a long ride, but at least now he knew that he could make it with his mind focused on the task.