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NOTE: Tegan Chance is copyright to me, Xaziel is copyright to DarkNightSong. We co-wrote this story together, and have RuthofPern editing for us.

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Fed up with the ignorance of the Angel, he quickly aligned himself to push the tip of his prick against her folds, prodding the mound that had been wetting itself during the entire event. Tracing against the lips of her nether region the Demon took one of his hands and slammed the palm into her throat, shoving her head back into the table wall behind her. "No matter how much you resist now, Angel, I'll have my way with you. As for getting away with it? HAH! You think by some righteous act, your God will descend down and save you? When you, you were the one that succumbed and moaned like a little whore for me to keep touching you? Blasphemy. You shall not be saved by your 'God.' You'd better hope and pray that I make you my personal little slave, because if I don't, well let's say that there are Demons worse than me, now that you've fallen!"

At the last sentence that Xaziel spoke, another chuckle erupted from him and his swollen cock began pressing upward into her innocent, pure hole.

The honey-golden hues of the triple hybrid angel widened as the demon slammed his palm into her throat, holding her pinned to the table as her head again slammed back, this time, cushioned by her hands that were chained in place against the table. She could feel his pole prodding her slit and sliding through the dampness between her plump lower lips. Silvery platinum blonde hair swung slightly as she shook her head, denying what was happening, even as she begged, "No... Please... Stop... Don't..."

Her words, whispered softly, became a litany as her hips shifted, trying to stop him from taking her. No one had ever looked at her down there, and it appeared that she was going to be violated in every way that he could think of, stripping her innocence from her layer by layer. Her eyes closed as she tried to shut out the world and what he was about to do to her.

The same dark cold eyes stared back into her golden hues, still continuing to hold her throat in a firm grip against the white table. Her pleading meant nothing to him, as this had already gone to the point that there was no return. She would be violated completely and turned into the Fallen Angel by his side, at least that's what Xaziel envisioned for her. Rubbing soon became thrusting upward against her clitoris with his meaty pole, ensuring that she moved back against him with his hands gripping at her waist.

"Please, don't? Your body says differently, Angel, it aches and pleads for pleasure. It screams and begs for the touch of a Man, or rather in your case, a Demon." The grin appeared again on Xaziel's face of satisfaction, knowing that she knew as well that she had been the one moaning and groaning at the first few touches that he had made against her...that her body was craving to have attention. He wasn't just about to deny that need, now was he? No. The Demon would take her till she probably would end up passing out on him.

A gasp slipped from her throat as she felt him rubbing against a tiny spot just above her tight virgin hole. She tried to pull herself up, away from his probing and prodding length, but the chains holding her in place were too tight around her ankles and waist. Hips twisted as she tried to pull herself from him, but that only went so far as the bespelled chains kept her from moving too much on him.

"Bodies are made of flesh and can fall short of the expectations of the mind. You may have awoken my body, Demon, but you do not own my mind!" From his actions as well as his words, she knew what he wanted, and it was not what she wanted. Nor was it anything her God would condone from anyone. No matter what he did, she would remain pure at heart having done everything she could to deny him, to fight him. But with her currently pinned by his palm in her throat and the chains holding her to the table, there was not much else she could do to stop him. Not now, at least.

In mere seconds the Demon suddenly moved away from her, leaving the scent of his masculine aroma in her nose. Though one thing remained upon her, his hands kneaded into her breasts again like before when he had sensually groped her. Having the dress still on probably enticed her even more, but the one thing the Demon had that the Angel knew about and could not stop would be his actual Lust power. Another quick movement of him leaning inward to her ear, sending a whisper, "Why fight it? Your body...tells me, and pleads for the touch of a male..."

That pause between him speaking lead the Demon to clasp both of his hands onto the spaghetti straps of her dress, only to pull them off and tug downward, revealing the two bouncing, beautiful breasts in white fur before him. The nipples that had been standing at attention for so long were finally released and viewable for Xaziel, as his only response at the sight of them was him leaning inward with his mouth to suckle onto the tip of the one to his right. Running his tongue along the fur and taking in her scent into his nostrils. "Such a delicacy, I think I may actually savour you, and take my sweet time tearing every single innocent part of you completely away."

His sensually whispered words made her shiver despite her attempts to deny both his words and her body's trembling. The feel of his hands pressing the silk of her dress against her hardened, aching nipples sent a sudden tug from her breasts down to the juncture of her thighs, even as she bit back the moan that threatened to escape her lips. The hybrid could not let him hear her moaning like some common gutter whore. Her golden eyes closed as the demon leaned into her, his lips finding one of her nipples and suckling on it. Fingers curled into her paw pads, trying to cause her just enough pain from her claws to keep from crying out in pleasure at the sinfully decadent feel of his mouth around her nipple. Her slit dampened further, aching for... something. Somehow she knew that her body wanted him and only him, but she could not allow herself to give him that information. The demon would use it against her, almost like he was using her earlier moans and gasps against her now.

Her words slipped from her in a husky tone as she shook her head. "You'll not win, demon. I will not give in. I will retain my purity, despite your wicked ways." The moment he freed her from the chains, she would fight again, and she knew that he knew this, and was using the chains to minimize her resistance to his advances.

For too long the Demon had waited, patiently and cunningly for such a treat as this Angel to grace his presence. Her delectable pointed tits prodded against his tongue at each circular motion he made. Coursing his hands along the voluptuous curves of the Angel, a slight whisper came out in between the sucking of her skin. "You're quite the comical act...Angel. You speak of resisting me, yet your body reeks of want and bliss. All this tough talk is becoming rather painful, don't you think?" At the time he asked the question his mouth switched over to her other breast, his nose picked up the scent of her dripping sex. The glistening liquid that had to be trapped between her thighs from fighting him the entire time made Xaziel even more anxious to fill her up.

Something about this particular Angel peaked his curiosity so much, that the Demon just had to explore and reap the benefits of seducing and breaking this Hybrid. Gracefully his fingers wrought a path of lust down her body, as he knowingly put into each touch the seductive "Sensual Touch" that being a Lust Demon gave him. That was his true advantage over her, to play on her true desires and to bring them to fruition before his very own eyes.

Tegan bit her lip still, hiding her moans as he whispered seductively to her. The unusual hybrid refused to give in to his... unnatural... touch and desires for her, though she knew she couldn't hold back much longer. With her eyes still closed, she imagined her life in heaven and longed to return. Oh, how she wished she had never strayed from her home. Her impetuous act, leaving heaven to rescue the child in her vision, had landed her in this... place... with this... demon.

Everything she had learned about demons, which hadn't been much since she wasn't supposed to ever encounter one in her role as a joy-bringer was of dark and nasty creatures that would rip an angel to shreds. Well, he might not be doing that physically to her, but he was tearing down her emotional and mental resistance to him. Something had to change, and it had to happen fast before he got what he wanted from her: Her body craving his touch, her lips crying out for him, begging him. Resolve strengthened in her and she growled at him lowly. "Stop! Get your hands off me!"

Something stirred deeper inside the Demon, a powerful need to resolve by bending this pure Angel's body to his will. Every swipe of his fingers gracefully brought another rise out of the Hybrid, returning a coy smile across his lips. Xaziel lead his right hand between her thighs and finally pushed a finger against the protruding clitoris that had accumulated in growth from all of his touching, two fingers pinching at it while a third slipped lower, rubbing against her folds, daring to push through while prodding her with the tip of his fingernail.

Noting her resistance, the demonic man took his lips to her shoulder. A faint nibble on her furred body he finally lowered his mouth to a spot that was taboo to some. His tongue stretched out and lapped underneath at her armpit, licking so delicately at first to see if she happened to react at all to the touch. Following the same lick with an even firmer lick, before continuously repeating the act over and over. Each time Xaziel did this, he slowed the pace down as if to sensually stimulate her in this way. No words at this stage were needed for him to seduce the Angel, because within just a few more minutes, his very first incantation would begin to take effect.

Tegan shuddered as his hand found her clit and teased it, making it even more difficult for the angel to deny the sensations he had created in her and was currently fanning into a brighter, larger inferno, threatening to consume her if she didn't give in. A moan, muffled before it escaped her lips, rose in her as he nibbled on her shoulder. Her golden eyes remained shut as long as possible, but the moment she felt his tongue licking her armpit delicately, they flew open, locking on his. A change started to take place in her as she looked at him, starting with an inability to fight the sensations flooding her body any longer.

More shudders escaped her as he kept teasing her with his hand and mouth, the incantation binding her to him, making her want him only. Soft moans, gasps and cries started slipping from her, despite her original intention to not make any sounds the demon could interpret as encouragement. The hand between her thighs found her dampening even further, the finger sliding between her nether lips discovered her need and desire in the juices that soon coated his finger and trailed over his hand.

Hearing her lustful moans of desire, nothing could stop his assault of fingering between the wet lips of the Angel now. His eyes became fixated on hers, boring into them with a meaning far more than just lust. He needed to drive the point home that he would be the one that she worshipped now. Pressing only the tip of his finger further against her, he felt it slip past those same lips and drive into her pussy. Wet sounds of "Schlurp!" heard by the Demon enticed him even more to finger her dripping wet cunny. The juices that covered his hand only encouraged him to pinch onto her naughty erection. Xaziel knew now that he had full control of her, since no words had been spoken again and no physical resistance was felt from her.

Penetrating her pussy easily enough with his finger, in unison his mouth worked along her armpit still. Coursing and lapping his muscled tongue along her fur while taking in the scent and taste of her glistening pores. A whisper murmured from him in between licks, "You're...so tasty, here..." He flicked a few more times again with his appendage, "You still haven't told me your name, Angel." Knowing that once she gave him that knowledge, Xaziel would be able to fully complete his incantation over her. Luckily this Angel had no clue that once she answered him, she'd open the door to absolute submission to the Demon.

A startled cry slipped from the hybrid angel as his finger penetrated her tight, virginal entrance while her eyes remained locked with his. She was unable to pull her gaze from his intense stare, and, unbidden by her mind, her lips opened, whispering, "Tegan... Tegan Chance." Her hips strained to reach him, causing her back to arch as a whimper slipped from her. The sound was sensual and, most likely, music to his ears along with her cry and moans.

The hybrid angel was under the demon's spell, her body reacting to his touch like it had never reacted to anyone before. She wanted... no... needed... no... _craved _more of his touch, of what his seductive voice was promising, of what he, and only he, could give her. She didn't realize that her very innocence was drawing him like a flame drew moths. Only in this case, it wasn't to his 'doom' or demise, but hers. Her fall from grace was all but ensured, and only a small push would send her tumbling, screaming for him.

Continuing to lap at her armpits the Demon seemingly could not get enough of her taste, a delicacy that he would cherish for the rest of his living years. It wasn't every day that a Demon had the chance to expunge innocence from the bountiful body of an Angel. What joy and happiness he would experience in watching her fall to his whim, even if the fight didn't last long against him. Xaziel brought it upon himself to bring her in closer to that moment of giving in with swift movements of his finger penetrating back and forth against her wetting folds. "Then I shall honour you with part of my name, Angel. You can call me Xaziel." The words escaped his lips, as they continued to move along her underarm. Eventually moving away from that area of her body, the Demon allowed enough room for her to breath for a few seconds, until he pressed his lips against her own.

Now he would find out if she really was succumbing to him or not, his will and strength beyond her own was something that the Demon was intent on using against her. She was young and inexperienced, yet her body showed years of maturity. Her perky nipples along with her soaking vagina drove his senses wild, causing him to crave her scent in his nose and her lovely body to touch against him.

The hybrid was writhing in the chains holding her to the table, and managed, somehow, to free her tail from under her rounded ass. Flicking it slightly, the moment he moved to kiss her, it wound itself around his waist, almost as if she was welcoming him back to her body, or even holding him close to her. Her body arched, as much as the chains would let her, towards his, craving his touch on her again. She needed his hands on her again.

The realization should have made her wrench away from him, and her mind screamed at her to do so, but her body... that living, breathing, treacherous bit of flesh and bone.... demanded more from him, straining against the chains to get to him, a decadent moan of surrender slipping from her throat as he pressed against her. Her heated snatch, home to his fingers so recently, dripped the evidence of her desires, though the wetness seemed to linger more on her thighs rather than immediately drop to the floor below her.

Drawing his body dangerously close to the point that his erected penis, hidden by the Demon's dark black garments, pushed against her thighs. Oh how he wanted her right here and now, desperately craving the innocence that she bared, to steal it away from her and violate her body to the point that there was simply no return to the 'heaven' that she knew. Applying even softer kisses from his lips the Demon took both hands to caress her hips in circular motions, drawing her to hump and grind against his body. A soft whisper was sent into her ear as he flicked his tongue out at her, licking her earlobe before gently nibbling onto the tip of it. "Purr for me...like the good little kitten you are." If it wasn't clear already, it was now that Xaziel truly wanted to make her fall not just physically, but mentally as well for him.

Full control of the Angel was what he wanted, to take from her what he thought was rightfully his. Her 'innocence' was nothing more than a show of alignment, which was soon to change. His fingers wrought back into her eager sex, curling at her inner most walls, telling her to cum for him. No, simply wasn't going to be an answer for Xaziel as he picked up speed in thrusting his fingers within her body.

Tegan arched as he worked her over with his lips and fingers, the very purr he craved to hear from her forcing itself out into the world, her body trembling as her senses as well as her body took control of her. A soft, kitten-like mewl slipped from her, demanding more from him than just the gentle thrusts of his fingers into her, and the nibbling on her ear. Even the feel of his hard, throbbing dick against her thigh was bringing new sensations to her innocent young body. She had to... Her mind whirled as she tried to remember what she had to do, and slowly, her mind and body caved, giving him even more of what he wanted. She couldn't hold back the soft cries, mewls and yowls slipping from her as he teased her, her tight snatch dripping with her sin.