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It was much like any other day in the Gluttony Ring. Warm. Vibrant. The air filled with the ever-present scent of honey. A soft breeze carried the sounds of blaring music, drunken laughter, and the good vibes one would expect from the domain of the Queen of Jubilation. On this particular day, however, in a fairly rare turn of events, there was no such party, bash, get-together, or even small gathering occurring at the Sin of Gluttony's mansion. It was just perfect for a surprise visit from a certain Seraphim of Joy.
A swirling portal of holy energy ripped open from above the large, bee-hive-shaped building, breaking up the yellow skies of Gluttony with blue and puffy clouds of white. A single figure emerged from the opening. It was none other than the angel, Emily, sporting a smile as bright as the sun. She closed the portal behind her as she gracefully fluttered down to the front doors. She rang the doorbell and it sang a familiar tune:
~I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums~
"Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone..." She happily hummed the rest of the opening along with the rest of the song to pass the time. Her head bopped and she repeatedly swung her arms back and forth, lightly clapping her hands together and ever so slightly rocking on her heels. She was so excited that she just had to get her energy out somehow! The reason why was simple: she finally had time to visit her nice, awesome, and beautiful girlfriend!
Of course, she received the usual spiel of 'Be careful, Emily. Do you want someone to go with you, Emily? Don’t stay out too late, Emily.' from Sera. She understood and on the one hand, appreciated the protectiveness. But on the other hand, it annoyed her how the older Seraphim still didn’t treat her as an adult and doubted her ability to handle herself. Maybe someday she'll stop treating her like a child. And when that day came, maybe Emily would've revealed to her by then that Bee was her girlfriend.
Was she technically lying by omission on that front? Maybe, but who cares?! She gets to spend the day with her amazing girlfriend! Yay! Finally, the door opened, revealing the object of Emily’s affection. The Sin's eyes briefly widened in shock at the unexpected guest, her expression mirroring them, but was almost immediately replaced with a face of utter exuberance.
“Honey Dove!” The Seraphim excitedly waved both her hands, her smile even bigger than before and practically hopping in place. Even her wings were softly flapping.
“Surprise!” said Emily, doing jazz hands.
The two clasped one another's hands, interlocking their fingers, and jumped up and down while squealing. After several moments of this, they pulled each other in for a hug and a kiss on the lips. Then, they nuzzled each other's foreheads together while giving looks full of affection.
“The last thing I was expecting today was to see you, cutie,” said Bee.
“I know! I finally got the chance to spend time with you! It's been so long,” came Emily’s response, her tone one of wistfulness.
“It really has been.” The older woman motioned with her head. “C'mon. Let's go inside.” The angel nodded.
“Okay.”
The duo opted to go to Bee’s bedroom where they were now sitting on the bed. They'd see where the day took them, but realistically, they were probably going to have a lazy summer day in bed. The Queen of Gluttony thought with no small amount of amusement that before she began dating the Seraphim girl, having a ‘lazy summer day in bed’ typically entailed sex. Lots of sex. Their relationship wasn't at that level yet, having gone no further than a lingering kiss here and there, but the demoness was perfectly content with taking things slow.
“Here's some chocolate milk for being so pretty,” Bee suddenly offered, making the drink appear out of thin air. She knew it was one of Emily’s favorites.
“Ooh! Thank you!” She gratefully took the glass and sipped from it, forming a small smile.
“No problem. So, what's-” Emily suddenly started coughing and hacking into her elbow, cutting the other woman off.
“Are you okay?” Bee asked, concerned and wincing at the sight.
“Wrong…tube…” the angel answered between coughs, struggling to breathe.
“Oh. I hate it when that happens. That sucks-” The other woman broke out into a hacking fit again, this time much louder. Bee took it upon herself to slap and rub Emily’s back and pat it soothingly. “Damn, girl! That chocolate milk is really trying to assassinate you!” Emily coughed and cleared her throat several times before lowering her arm, revealing an enlarged smile.
“Death by chocolate, hm. That wouldn't be a bad way to go to be honest.” The Queen of Gluttony smiled herself as her girlfriend cleared her throat again.
“Very true. I mean, if I had to choose a way to die, it's because some good ass food killed me or some shit.” The two girls giggled.
“So,” Emily began, “how have you been since I last saw you?” Bee shrugged.
“Eh. You know. Same shit, different day. How've you been?” The Seraphim smiled.
“I've been great! Yesterday, I was a special guest at an art class for very young souls. A few art classes actually. I spent the entire day painting and working with clay with them. The kids were always so sad when their class was over. They kept saying how nice I was and how much they loved me.”
“Aw! That's so cute!”
“I know! It was! It was really sweet.”
“Right. How's, uh…how's everything with Sera?” Bee knew that Sera was a sensitive topic for Emily, but a part of her was hopeful that things had improved between the two after the former lied to the latter about the Exterminations. She immediately regretted her question as her girlfriend's smile became slightly strained and her good vibes soured a little.
“Oh. Um…you know. Same…stuff. Different day.” So, the answer to her hope was a resounding ‘No.’ Bee’s ears drooped somewhat.
“I gotcha. I'm sorry for asking. I…I shouldn't have said anything,” she admitted sheepishly. Emily waved her hand dismissively.
“Don’t worry about it. Really. I don't mind. Things are just…still complicated between us.” The other woman nodded.
“I'm sorry. I hope things get better between you.”
“Thank you. I do, too…” There was a tension in the air that hung between the couple. Such tension was uncommon. It was awkward. It was horrible. Bee wracked her brain for an answer on how to bolster the current mood. Thankfully, in a moment of brilliance, an answer leaped out at her, one that made her ears perk back up and caused a small smile to return to her face.
“Hey. I know things got uncomfortable for a second there, but I just thought of an idea on how to make us both feel better.”
“What?”
“You can pet me!” Emily leaned forward, eyes bright with wonder.
“Really? Are you sure you're okay with that?”
“Sure I'm sure! I'm your girlfriend and I want to make you happy. So c'mon, Honey Dove! Let me spread some joy to you. ” The angel beamed at her.
“Okay!” Bee's smile got a little bigger as she leaned her head in and closed her eyes, tilting it forward slightly. The younger woman reached out, her hand hovering just between her girlfriend's large ears. They’d done a lot together, but she’d never outright pet her. It felt intimate and special. It made her feel special and the thought made the warmth in her heart spread throughout her body.
Finally, Emily pressed her fingers against Bee’s ear. Then she placed her palm against it and curled her fingers around it, almost like she was gently holding onto a phone. She slowly, if hesitantly, moved her hand up and down, putting her ear between each of her fingers. She relished the feeling of her soft fur brushing against the webbing between them. Bee hummed, a quiet and pleased purr cutting through the silence.
Wanting to feel her even more, Emily brought her other hand to the bee-fox’s cheek and began petting there as well. She stroked her cheek fur, even using the back of her hand, and eventually made her way to her throat. She enjoyed the feeling of it vibrating against her hand. It also made her feel even happier if that was possible. To know Bee was so content.
She scritched under her chin along with behind her ear at the base. Then, she used both hands to caress her face, gently applying pressure with her thumbs in particular. As if it was instinctual, her girlfriend's head moved and followed along with those heavenly (literally in this case) hands, doing her best to nuzzle them. It was so adorable! Especially when her tail started swishing from side to side happily.
After a while of this, the Seraphim focused on her ears once more. She rubbed them between her fingers. Again, moving them between the webbing. Very softly dragging her nails against them and scritching just about every part of them. At this point, Bee had a big, goofy smile and her purring had become reminiscent of a car engine.
The angel's gaze suddenly landed on her antennae and then her insect wings which buzzed intermittently. She wondered what those felt like? Would it be okay to touch them? She assumed that those areas were especially sensitive like her own wings. With that in mind, she decided to ask for permission to touch them.
“Bee?” she quietly began, slowing down but not completely stopping her ministrations.
“…Mm?” Emily giggled. Her girlfriend seemed out of it. High on happiness.
“I was just wondering…would it be okay if I touched your antennae? And your wings?” Bee's eyes slowly opened. Her magenta eyes found the Seraphim's sapphire ones.
“You want to touch my antennae and my wings?”
“I do, but only if it's okay.” That required some consideration. They’re delicate, special parts of her anatomy, and not just anyone could touch them. But Emily wasn't just anyone and she was also special to Bee. She knew she would never do anything to hurt her. She completely and utterly trusted her with such vulnerable parts of her body.
“Okay. Go right ahead,” she said with a loving smile. Emily squeaked—literally, squeaked—while giving her a toothy grin.
“Thank you! I promise that I'll be gentle.” Softly giggling, the happy bee-fox closed her eyes again. One of the other woman's hands carefully glided up to her antennae, tenderly stroking it. She shuddered blissfully and bit her lip. It felt so fucking good. If she didn't know any better, she would've thought that the angel was trying to do foreplay on purpose (she felt a flush of heat at that thought).
Meanwhile, Emily's other hand snaked its way behind her back and to her buzzing wings, which stopped and started back up every now and then. She put her fingers together, made her hand in the shape of how one would hold a cup, and had it encompass her girlfriend's wings. The sensation of them hitting her fingers/hand as they rapidly flitted, along with the ever so slight cool wind they generated, was beyond interesting. She waited for them to stop before very gently brushing the pad of her fingers against one of them. They were thin, see-through, and she worried that applying any significant force would tear them.
“I know you said you'd be gentle, but my wings are stronger than they look. You won't hurt them that easily.” It was like Bee read her mind. Or she probably felt her apprehension. Regardless, the Seraphim nodded.
“Okay.” Just as she did with the other woman’s ears, she rubbed the flying appendages between her fingers as well as the webbing between them. She occasionally even caressed the wings with the back of her digits and her hand. Of course, she did the same with her antennae and switched from one to the other to give them all the same love and attention. As she was doing this, a part of her mind that wasn't overtaken with the joy of petting her girlfriend noted that her antennaes felt fuzzy like a bumblebee. She had always been a tactile person ever since she was a little girl and all the unique textures felt amazing!
A short while later, her curious hands returned to cup Bee's face. She once again petted her cheek fur and ran them along her snout. After repeating this several times, she eventually moved onto her shoulders and stroked her furry arms. Soon, she reached her girlfriend's hands and held them. She sighed happily, basking in the contented glow of the other woman.
Bee looked on at the angel lovingly and felt a soft squeeze. She gently squeezed back. After holding her hands for a couple more seconds, Emily let go of one and flipped one of Bee’s over palm-side up. She gave it several more squeezes and traced shapes into her palm (hearts and stars to be exact). As with the other parts of her body, the Seraphim moved the bee-fox’s fingers between the webbing of hers.
“I’ve noticed you really like doing that,” said Bee, amused.
“Doing what?” Emily asked, genuinely having no idea what her girlfriend meant.
“Rubbing things between the webbing of your fingers. I mean, it feels like you love touching things with every part of your hands in general, but especially that part.” The other woman lightly blushed.
“Oh. I guess I do. I’m sorry. It just, um…it feels really good to me. Do you want me to stop?”
“No! No, not at all. It feels good for you and me. It would be crazy for me to want you to stop. But I do want to know something. Have you always liked touching things with your hands like this?” Emily nodded.
“If I really like how it feels, yeah! I’ve always loved touching anything that’s soft or smooth. I actually run my fingers over the edge of my fingernails or the top of them all the time. I know it’s time to cut them or file them when they start getting rough and uneven. I hate it when they feel rough. I hate anything that’s rough and not smooth. I can’t stand it. It feels so gross to me and it’s all I can think about until I can do something about it,” she said while literally cringing.
“I feel what you mean,” responded the Queen of Gluttony. Although, she didn’t feel it to such an extreme degree. “Just out of curiosity, is there anything else you don’t like the feeling of?”
“Um…anything that’s oily. It feels gross. I don’t like things that feel powdery either. It just feels weird, it makes my hands feel dry, and…it doesn’t actually hurt, but…it’s like it does? I don’t know if that makes any sense. I also don’t like it when my bare feet touch hard surfaces. That makes me feel uncomfortable, too. It has to be something soft like a blanket. I guess I can tolerate grass, but I’d rather not feel it with my bare feet either. Sand is weird because I’m fine with putting my feet on it. It’s when it gets between my toes that I freak out a little. I don’t like the fat on meat. It has a really specific chewy and I guess gooey texture that feels disgusting on my hands and if I feel it in my mouth, it makes me want to puke. Uh…I think that’s everything off the top of my head.” Bee softly nodded.
“Huh. Okay.”
“Oh, wait! There’s one more thing. I can’t stand the feeling of raindrops on my skin. Just like a lot of other things to me, it feels super gross and uncomfortable. It kind of makes me want to cry when it touches me. If I feel it, I’ll try to wipe it off right away.”
“All right. This is all good stuff to know for future reference. It rains a lot in the Lust Ring, so if and when we ever visit there, I’ll make sure to plan it so we can avoid any rain.” Emily smiled at her appreciatively.
“That would be awesome! Thank you so much! I know I have a lot of weird…er, quirks. And I’m sorry about that.” Bee chuckled.
“Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m weird as fuck!” They both shared a laugh. “But for real. It’s no problem. Everyone’s different.” Not to mention, Lucifer and Charlie also had interesting quirks of their own. And she loved every last one of those quirks. It made them them. Just like how Emily’s oddities made her her. She wouldn’t trade them for anything. “Y’know…I appreciate you sharing all of that with me.”
“Of course! And I want to thank you for letting me touch you like this.” Bee was so engrossed with Emily that she hadn’t realized that the latter never stopped her ministrations with her hands nor that she switched to her other one. She smiled affectionately.
“Hey, no problem. Like I said. It feels good for both of us.” She stretched out her lower arms invitingly. The Seraphim quietly gasped, mindful enough to kick off her shoes, and with a bright smile and a cute little squeak practically jumped into her arms. She’d never say no to cuddling! Once more, they laughed together as they lay down on the bed, embracing one another. Emily nuzzled Bee’s neck and hummed happily.
“I love you, Bee.” They shared a kiss that lasted a couple of seconds.
“I love you, too, Honey Dove.” The older woman had two of her arms wrapped around her girlfriend's waist while another rubbed the small of her back and the fourth stroked the back of her head. Her eyes glanced at Emily's wings. “Hey, Em? Would it be okay if I pet your wings?” she asked softly. The younger woman maneuvered her head from Bee’s neck and caught her gaze, giving her a look full of love and adoration.
“Absolutely. I would love that.” Permission granted, the Queen of Gluttony moved her arms from Emily’s waist and her back to three of her six flying appendages, petting them affectionately. She used to have wings similar to hers when she still resided in Heaven and it had been so long since she was banished that she had forgotten what they felt like. They were so soft and so beautiful. She had zero desire whatsoever to return to the so-called ‘Paradise’. The amazing, one-of-a-kind woman in her arms was all the paradise she needed.
After a few more moments passed, Bee carefully got her fingers beneath the feathers, reveling in the warmth of her skin there and finding endless delight in the subtle tremble that coursed through Emily’s body and the slight flapping of her wings. The Seraphim in question once again buried and nuzzled her face into the velvety soft fur of her wonderful girlfriend's neck, thinking to herself how lucky she was to be able to share something so intimate with another person. She then closed her eyes and deeply inhaled Bee’s natural scent of honey and cinnamon, releasing a long, contented sigh that evolved into a quiet moan. Her entire body was well and truly relaxed, melting like butter on a stack of freshly made pancakes in the Sin's arms while she tangled their legs together.
The Queen of Gluttony's loving touches lasted for a time and she of course made certain to give her other three wings the same amount of love and veneration. Eventually, a strange mist of exhaustion slowly overcame them both as their hearts thrummed with joy and bliss. As Emily did before her, Bee closed her eyes along with wrapping her tail around her angel lovingly, and protectively. They quickly drifted off to a wonderful sleep and into the mystical, beautiful, lovely bounds of the dreamscape. They dreamt only of each other as the sounds of endless purring served as a wonderful and peaceful backdrop to their journey to dreamland.
The last thought in their minds was that neither wanted this feeling to end and that they’d remember it for the rest of their lives…