they said fight fire with fire but i just got ash

It was almost outrageous, really, to consider that in the amount of time they had been together there existed some sort of outfit within Serafina's wardrobe that had not seen. That near overly casual mention of that lingerie so readily prompted the blond-haired hunter to sit upright upon that bed, the sheets rumpling beneath him with the action as he eyed his raven-haired girlfriend almost warily. How was it possible there existed lingerie he had not seen? Where was she hiding it? Why hadn't she shown it to him before? That plethora of questions all-too quickly took root within his mind as the young witch continued to search through her wardrobe for that costume he had chosen. Azrael content to attempt to peer around her in search of that apparently clandestine outfit she had concealed thus far in their relationship. Serafina shifted abruptly then, holding up that halloween costume he so tended to favour. Azrael distinctly preferring not to questions his own desires in that favouritism or just why he found that particularly outfit so decidedly appealing and yet he could hardly deny how very.....sexy she was when she wore it. A witch in a witches costume, somehow, appealing to those more basal wants within him even if the entire notion so surely flew agianst his very species. Kink, Serafina called it, much to his eternal chagrin. Still, he supposed, he could hardly deny his girlfriend was right.

His nod of approval for that costume was followed readily by that query on why she had never mentioned any of her other outfits before. Serafina quick to insist she feared they might be to intense for him! How that very sentence only further sparked his curiosity! Did she truly have an outfit like that hidden within her wardrobe or was she merely elaborating? Even the mere thought of his girlfriend in such attire so prompting those first stirrings of a reaction upon his figure. His mind content to picture what that might look like. There was no denying, after all, Serafina had an exceptional figure. Her body very near faultless. There was nearly nothing she could not wear in a fashion that flattered her frame. The idea of her in so very little, each curve and swell highlighted was more tempting than he had anticipated. Her near teasing lyrics in that moment only earning her a near scoff.

"And here I was thinking I was the more intense one of the pair of us."

That simper tugged at his own lips. Azrael very nearly having lost count of the amount of times Sera had told him he was being to intense over something. Then again, he suspected, she was largely referring to his near infamously short temper and lack of patience with anyone and everyone save herself. The Hunter unable to deny how very much he had come to...adore Serafina's company. Even on the occasions when they fought. The both of them equally opinionated and equally headstrong and yet, in Serafina, he had found someone equally as inclined to be....annoyed with the world. Someone who did not suffer fools and who was, more often than not, entirely content to rally to his side over whatever issue it was he had found with the world that day. The pair of them oddly...united in the very way they were. That, in itself, having proven a decidedly powerful foundation for their relationship. One even Serafina had been doubtful would last and yet, well over a year later, here they were.

Serafina's very mention of his 'kinky' preferences so readily coaxed that roll of his eyes. Azrael determined to insist his likes were hardly 'kinky' so much as they were, well, just a little bit...unique? At least as far as his species went. After all, it was hardly as if he desired to tie her up or engage in the sort of thing that involved whips and chains and.....he hardly knew what else. His own experience with anything more outlandish rather limited. Azrael momentarily given to wonder whether or not Serafina had ever tried anything more....wild. That very thought stirring within his mind as those teasing lyrics found him once more as she queried whether he was sure he didn't want to do anything kinky.

"Oh, I don't know, do you have handcuffs hidden in that wardrobe as well? Or is that with the lingerie im not allowed to see?"

That rarely seen grin so found his lips in that moment. Azrael content to return that near baiting tease and so call the woman out. The Hunter holding no real belief Sera had any such things concealed within her wardrobe, right? His girlfriend skipping into the bathroom a moment later before shutting that door behind her with that insistence the lingerie was only for some place fancy. Azrael content to argue Dubai was surely fancy enough and he damn well expected to see that lingerie every night. The man eyed that bathroom door skeptically a moment before moving to kick his boots from his feet. His shoes had no sooner struck that ground then the sound of his name echoing from behind that door prompted that overly-dramatic sigh.The Hunter shifting from the bed to place those shoes neatly in the corner of the room before returning to the comfort of those sheets. How eager he was to see that outfit! The man insisting this very waiting was killing him only to be informed beauty waited for no man. How about shameless flattery then?

"You were beautiful enough already."

He very near expected something to be hurled at him from within the bathroom for those teasing words. The door opening a few moments later. Serafina slid easily from within that room. Her figure nothing short of ravishing in that favoured outfit. Her near playfully offered words prompting that equally playful roll of his own eyes and yet that simper on his lips hardly faltered. His golden gaze lingering firmly upon her figure as his eyes roved over each line and curve with a decidedly clear want. God how good she looked! The sight of her readily prompting that very reaction within his figure once more, that very look upon her features so severing any desire he had to remain upon that bed. A singular burst of speed readily saw the Hunter appear before his girlfriend then, his hands coming to rest agianst her waist as he tugged her gently agianst him. His lips eagerly finding her own in that determined, eager kiss. That taste of her lips nothing short of satisfying. His lips pulled softly away from her own, Azrael stepping back then, his hands still resting upon her waist, to fully examine her physique in that outfit.

"Maybe it is kinky but- your hot in this."

His hands slipped lower then. Azrael easily hoisting her up and into his arms, his hands resting upon the backs of her thighs, before pressing her gently back agianst that door frame. His lips smoothly pressed to her jaw then before beginning to sweep downward, leaving that trail of heated kisses down her neck and toward her shoulder. His teeth easily caught at that black strap that help up the right side of the outfit, Azrael easily sliding it aside to leave her shoulder bare. The Hunter hardly in any sort of rush. Azrael intent on enjoying all of Serafina tonight as his hands slid smoothly along her legs and towards her butt. That lack of undergarments not quite yet having become apparent...

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