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Gabriyel
The drive was silent. I was still in a mild form of shock. Raven voluntarily participated underground fights. It explained her bruises and why she wouldn’t tell anyone how she got them. In a way it kind of helped me to understand her more. I just needed to find out why she did it.
“Where are we going?” I asked softly. She didn’t seem to be in a very good mood.
“Brett’s house.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see when we get there.”
It wasn’t long before she turned down a dirt road. It was maybe another five minutes before I saw a large house. It had to be at least two stories and there were maybe five cars in the driveway. Only one of them I recognized as Brett’s. To be honest I was surprised when I found out that the council allowed him to live as a human for his charge, and I hoped that I could figure out why. I was a high member of the council but for the last couple hundred years I had taken some time to do other jobs.
I followed her into the house and it was well lit but there wasn’t anyone in sight. So I continued to follow her as she went down to the basement. There were five angels down there without shirts on. All of them were male and all of them were pure. And all of them stared at me with tense expressions. I couldn’t blame them. I was typically the one that administered punishments to angels that broke the rules.
“Don’t mind him, he’s just here to watch me.” Raven said as she took off her over shirt to show a very small very revealing shirt underneath. None of the other males looked at her differently and I felt a little slow. It was obvious that they’ve all done this more than once. I only wished I new what this was.
The basement was finished and housed a pool table and full entertainment center on one side of a wall. Raven walked around the wall and I followed. It was a very large area that was a fully equipped training room. She stood in the very center of the room and Brett stood a few feet away facing her.
Then it was like someone flipped a switch and he lunged at her only for her to repel him. He swung at her over and over again, and with each swing she dodged. Finally she stopped dodging him and met him blow for blow. She landed more hits than she took until finally he was breathing hard and holding his side. But she stood as if she weren’t even fazed. Her breathing was regular and she wasn’t even sweating. Brett moved off the floor and tagged one of the other males. I think I heard one of them say his name was Eric.
His fight with her seemed much the same as Brett’s only with somewhat different moves. And it ended the same way. His retreating, hurt, and another taking his place. This one was named Jason.
He had some better technique, using his legs just as much as his arms, but he still lost. It kept going like that until the last male was on the floor. Literally she had knocked him on his ass. I could feel her frustration.
“Come on! What is wrong with all of you, you used to be challenging.”
“We just can’t keep up with you anymore.” Brett said softly. She growled in frustration and I took my shirt off. She needed a good fight. It had been a long time since I had indulged, but my memory was still good and my muscles could use the work out anyway.
When I took the last guy’s place I got several looks. But I was more focused on her. She gave a smirk, but I could see the heat in her eyes. It was then that I understood. This wasn’t just something that she liked to do. She did this because she had too. It was part of her central being, something she couldn’t just not do. It was part of who she was, part of her purpose. She was a warrior.
“Sure you want to risk that pretty face of yours?” She asked as we circled each other.
“If you’re willing to risk your’s I suppose I could do the same.” She gave a low chuckle before I tried to take her off guard.
She blocked my left handed swing with ease and countered with her own. She was strong and confident. When I had loosened up our fight turned into a dance. One she was very good at. It had been centuries since I had had a particularly good fight. In fact she may have given me the best I had ever had.
Finally, she reached out with a kick using her right foot and connected with my chest. I flew into the wall behind me but landed on my feet. I came back with left spinning kick that landed right in the middle of her stomach. She gave an oomph but never slowed. She swung with her weight and I had a hard time blocking each blow as it came but I finally managed to get a grip on her right arm, pulling her into me. But she spun instead of losing her balance as I had hoped, and instead of me being able to trap her she used my own momentum to send me sailing over her shoulder. I landed flat on my back, but reached up and grabbed her leg, pulling her down next to me.
We laid there for a few minutes breathing heavily, until she looked over at me and started laughing. We were both sweating, but I had never felt so satisfied in my life. And looking at her it seemed her need was sated as well.
“You two look like you just got done having sex.” We both looked up to see who had spoken. It was the male, Jason. Brett stood right next to him and the others were emerging from the other room. It sounded like they were doing something on the TV in there. I guess our fight had lasted longer than I thought.
“Sex couldn’t have been any better than that.” Raven replied and laid her head back down on the floor.
“You’d be surprised.” She looked over at me in surprise, and to be honest I had surprised myself. I hadn’t meant to say it aloud. Then she started laughing and stood. When she was standing over me she reached down to help me up.
I took her offered hand, but couldn’t get the picture of her laying under me right after a fight, out of my head. Moving her body with mine as her grunts of pain turned to moans of pleasure. For some reason all I could do was imagine us putting that same passion and energy into a night of intimacy. I tried to shake it but it lasted a good hour or so.
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Publication Date: 12-18-2013
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