Hauntingly Beautiful Girls

"Energies Affinities"

I am sure we moved. Moved away from the room where the succubae queen took me.

He was looking in one direction, I felt something.

He closed his eyes. I feel movement between my ribs. I have not had pain. He is moving in my inside my body, somehow.

I am still inches from his face. Inside this sphere of feathers, I am floating. He is not using his hands at all.

It strikes me. I have not had clothes on for several days. This angel has no clothes either. We are inches apart. Never has the concept of being with a man felt so imminent.

His eyes snapped open. His wings fly apart and red flies out of my sides.

He concentrates on me and my insides feel more solid than they have for centuries.

On the floor the red chunks bounce around. Like water on a hot oiled griddle. Each time they land, the chunks bounce up smaller.

Finally, they vanish completely.

The angel sets me on the floor. I feel it from my toes to the top of my head. Some type of energy permeates the floor. Energy that feels nice.

The angel tells me I have done well to be completely compatible with this place (and that I might have some small traces of succubae energy in me).

This place. This place is huge. Mind boggling huge. So tall that I am not sure there is the ceiling.

He walks and I tag along.

"You really rattled the upper firmament at the prayer action center. Your prayers for Eurain were very strident. I think any angel that does not rattle the firmament for a just cause, is not a devoted angel."

As we walk, I see large stone thrones. I ask him, if I am to be assessed before the judgment seat.

"Many have been judged by someone on those seats. Some have been judged while upon those seats. These are simply old style seats of power. Not quite a fit for the new action center.

Now, you are weak and need a supply of rare energy. Usually, you need to work to get it. You are weak, ill-informed, and extremely young.

There will be a time in the future where all of those troubles will be immaterial. I want you to stay here. In a time shelter, so the day of joy will arrive in just a few patient minutes."

He lifts me onto the large throne seat.

The back is far away, so I shift back as far as it goes. Bending my legs sideways in front of me.

I bring my arms up to settle in a modest pose.

He smiles and vanishes like smoke. I am in a time shelter. He will be back in minutes.

It might be the effects of the succubae energy, but I feel like anyone could walk by and see me here.

Minutes for me, but untold centuries out there.

Let them look. My pose is not lewd.

I wonder. How many troubles will no longer be a problem? Children? Marriage?

Maybe a family with that angel?

If ever there were someone. Well, say if he were to think of me as 'plunderable', I would not mind.