Angel's Demon

The shower was never hot enough. The giant man thing barely fit into the small tub, the shower curtain clinging to his side like a spandex cape. He hated this world. It had been eons since it ended. Sometimes when he closed his eyes he could see the flashes of the war. So many Angels falling from the sky as his band of twisted monsters scurried across the earth. The war lasted four hundred years. They fought till there was nothing left, not even his name. He grabbed the pipe coming out of the claw foot tub leading up to the shower head. The water began to steam. The humans had slowly started repopulating. They did their best to rebuild their broken world.

"Demon", a woman's voice called from the doorway.

The beast stiffened and slowly pulled back the curtain. She stood their looking at him, leaning on the door frame. Her soft skin glowed and he couldn't help trace her nude form her toes to her slender face. The only other survivor of the war, that he knew of anyway. He called her:

"Angel", he said raising his large furry brow.

She slipped past the door, her feathered wings dragged behind her tattered and torn in places.  She pulled the shower curtain away from him. He was massive, at least three full feet taller and three of her standing side by side. His arm reached out and she felt his claws in her lower back as he lifted her off her feet. The pain was expected, but still very dull. She put her hands on his chest. His breathing had increased and she could feel his heart beating hard. Angel loved when he got excited. She stepped over the tub and he turned her into the water. The extreme heat mixed with his body was almost unbearable. Then she felt it between her legs. He was so excited that she felt like she was straddling a wooden fence.

Angel put her hand on his chest and pushed him back against the wall. Her strength rivaling his. He didn't fight her. He stood their pinned, a smirk on his twisted face. Angel reached down and took him into her hand. His knees buckled at her touch, but her grip held him firmly to the wall.

"This", she said quietly, "is mine".

The beast didn't speak, he just smiled wider. Angel stepped closer and slid him back between her legs.

"You, are mine", she said.

 Slowly she slid herself down him. His claws instinctively wrapped around her hips. Her hand released him from the wall then wrapped around his neck. He lifted her off the ground on him and carefully stepped over the tub. Angel's feet dangled as she slid herself up and down on him.

The mattresses laid piled on the floor in the corner was the remnants of broken bed frames. He slammed her down onto the pile. She instantly wrapped her legs around him.

"That's my good boy", she said.

The beast became more excited by her words. He began slamming into her wildly. With his claws dug deep into her hips he thrust himself into her over and over. Angel began to shake and the beast watched as light began to pour from her skin. Her golden hair floated weightless as her body convulsed. Gently he slowed his pace and ran the soft pad of his hand across her face. She smiled as he touched her. She pulled herself to him and hugged him hard, burying her face into his chest. Demon felt the pressure build inside him and couldn't keep hold. He slumped over the bed holding himself on his hands as to not crush her. Angel got even brighter as he filled her.

They lay there, Demon's massive weight crushing the many mattresses till he was almost touching the floor and Angel resting high on her side of the bed. They both knew they'd have to leave the comfort of their apartment. The world was still falling apart. But right now the noises of New Nod were far away.