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New Joint Project Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2020-04-06 13:00:04 +0000 UTCHe took the angel and the demon back toward where he’d left his bike, only realizing that he had no way of figuring out how to get them all on the machine.
“We’ll have to find a car.” He glanced around, considering options, such as borrowing his father’s fancy hybrid.
“You think we won’t fit on the bike?” Naomi asked.
“Three of us?” He shook his head.
“If there’s no other way…”
“What are you suggesting?” He looked between her and the demon, whose eyes were darting between them ferociously. Her mouth was sealed thanks to a charm from Naomi, but it was clear that she wanted to say something.
“I can ride with you, and the demon…”
Luke’s eyes went wide. “You’re not suggesting she go back inside me, are you?”
The demon nodded vigorously at that, smiling.
“I mean, if there’s no other choice.” Naomi looked at the demon. “I have ways of keeping her at bay.”
Luke considered this, knowing that he didn’t want to go back and get his dad’s car, or deal with the repercussions of that decision. He also didn’t like the idea of being possessed by a demon, but if it meant having Naomi with her arms around him as she rode on the back of his bike, and he had her promise that she could keep the demon at bay… It might not be so bad. He shrugged.
“Very well, then.” Naomi looked from him to the demon, scowled, and then waved her hands around in a flurry. Golden light floated down onto the demon, covering her body in a sheen like silk, reminding him of Christmas lights beneath a silk blanket. The demon had a horrified look on her face and seemed to be in pain. With another wave of Naomi’s hand, the demon vanished with a flash of light that flew into Luke’s body through his chest. Naomi stepped forward and put her hand on his chest, muttering a chant, and then smiled at him.
“There you go. As simple as that.”
Luke looked down at her hand, feeling the warmth pulsating through his clothes. “And she can’t do any harm from there?”
“As long as I’m touching you.” Her curiosity-filled eyes met his. “Is that okay? If I… touch you?”
He gulped. Nodded. And smiled as her hand moved along his arm to take his hand. Together, they walked like this for the bike.
“I should also mention,” she said, “that you might feel her trying to do things at times. Feel your mind twisted with thoughts, maybe riling up your rage a little. The important thing is to remember that I’m here, so focus on my touch and try to stay levelheaded.”
He nodded, wondering what he was getting himself into, a thought he’d been having a lot in the last few minutes. But, he loved having the angel’s hand in his, and so far didn’t have any problems with the demon. Finally, they reached the point that led out to where his bike was parked, but he paused, glancing over to her wings.
“Oh, right.” She waved a hand again, making the wings vanish. “A simple illusion. This way, random people won’t be scared.”
“Why didn’t you do that when we met?” he asked. “That would’ve made it a little less awkward. Well, that and clothes, maybe. Less awkward, but also less fun.”
She gave him a humored smile. “I wanted you to see who I am. To not be worried about all of this, versus freaking out later when the truth came out. There was no point in hiding.”
“I guess.” And dammit, once again, he couldn’t get that nude image of her with steam rising from the showers out of his mind.
Together, they walked across the street to the bike, but he noticed headlights approaching when they were halfway there. The desire came over him to stop, to step toward them, or maybe even run headfirst into them.
“Remember, focus on my touch.” Naomi had his hand up to her mouth and kissed the back of it. Instantly, those thoughts were gone. Even if the demon wasn’t trying to hurt him, which he wasn’t sure of one way or the other, her corrupted influence easily affected him.
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it in return, and led her to his bike. As he straddled it and handed her the extra helmet, she chuckled.
“Two things,” she said. “One, I don’t need a helmet. I’m a guardian angel. Two, I pressed my lips to your hand to keep you from falling prey to the demon. Why did you do it to mine?”
“Oh… I just…”
“It’s okay.” She took the helmet, put it on anyway, and got on the bike behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
***
The ride was a smooth journey, with the angel whispering directions through the helmet system. More than once, he felt an urge to grab her hands and thrust them down between his legs. He wondered if it was possibly due to the demon’s influence, if that was a thing. How would he know if it was that or his lust taking over? At one point, her hand started moving along his abs, caressing them, and even moving down toward his leg and along his inner thigh.
Naomi quickly pulled her hand up and gasped. “I’m so sorry. Before, when I didn’t have free will… That was never even a thought. I’m still getting used to this new way of thinking. “
Warm shivers ran up Luke’s spine and blood surged to his cock. He had to adjust himself. It was an awkward movement, since there was no way to do that without her knowing.
“It’s okay.” He left it at that, letting her figure out whether he meant what she had done, or what she might have wanted to do.
Initial thoughts were lost to the gutter, but soon he was listening to the purr of the tires that was occasionally interrupted by the rhythmic bumping on the concrete beneath. The wind rushed pat, chills going up his arms. Not much traffic to deal with, thankfully. His mind took him to a time he had gone out for a ride soon after getting his first motorcycle, shortly after a breakup. He had simply ridden on and on, no destination in mind, no worries. That’s what riding did for him—it washed away all the bullshit, all the sludge that a shitty day could fill one’s mind with. Now, it helped him see the bigger picture, to focus on the fact that his life was taking a drastic turn. In a very weird direction, sure, but quite possibly for the better. It was bound to be more exciting, regardless.
After a while of riding straight along the moonlit road, she said, “It’s really not okay, you know. I’m your guardian angel, after all.”
“You’re here now, so can’t we do whatever we want?” Luke reached down, putting his hand on hers. Leaning her head against him, she gave no answer.
Again, he was tempted to lower her hand to where he wanted it, but knew that was wrong. And once again, it could possibly be the demon’s urgings. He was starting to doubt that it was, though. With a beautiful woman like this, her hands so close to his crotch, what guy wouldn’t have such a thought?
Finally, after what felt like at least an hour of riding, Naomi told him to turn at the next corner. He came to a spot that seemed like it wound up into the hills and led nowhere in particular. They continued to scan the area for any old churches, but none came within view.
“You’re sure about this?” he asked.
“I’m sure. As sure as I can be, in my current state.”
He nodded, following her instructions.
