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worth your while

Summary:

kuras is old as fuck so obviously he knows how to eat pussy.

Notes:

just a quick one shot dedicated to my friend who lamented the small number of Kuras fics on here. we love our repentant angel <3 it was fun to think about how he would be during more intimate moments, based on the game demo we don't have a lot to go on! i tried to keep him in character as well, hopefully i did him justice! // there are no pronouns, names, or gendered language used for the reader but it is explicitly stated the reader has a vulva/vagina.

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If you could live forever, would you? 

 

There are drawbacks to being nearly immortal, to be sure. The impermanence and fleeting nature of a mortal life may lead one to be wary of creating new bonds. Despite the bitter cycle of heartbreak, Kuras has had many human lovers, each of which he has inevitably lost to the sands of time. He cannot help but fall in love over and over with the complexities of humankind; observing their yearning for a greater purpose and the depth of their passions for the short lives they lead helps him feel closer to being human, if but for a moment. 

 

He does not wish to be human. That would rid him of his ability to carry out his greater mission, his self-imposed duty towards humans themselves. Nay, he is fated to watch as they burn through their finite lifespans like matches, and he might as well be the mighty sun itself with its undying flame. 

 

This does not mean he can't help his lovers enjoy the time they have, though.

 

Kuras kneels, his elegant frame settling below you as you perch near the edge of your bed. You look at him in awe, feeling the heat radiating from his form. He reaches for your hands and clasps them in his own for a moment, squeezing them lightly, then brings them to his lips and bestows the gentlest of kisses on the ridges of your knuckles. The bandages wrapped around your arms don't stop you from feeling the contact and a little zing of electric energy sending a shiver down your spine, despite the warmth around you. 

 

"Are you certain you want to spend this time with me?" Kuras asks, golden eyes meeting yours from beneath thick lashes. His lips turn upwards slightly at the corners when you nod. "Then I shall make it worth your while."

 

You stand. He moves with grace and reverence as he helps you undress, but his eyes glimmer with a fire most unholy, betraying his desire. Even angels can be tempted, after all. You unbutton your top, casting it aside, as his practiced hands undo your belt and then the buttons of your trousers. 

 

Despite this being the first time you've progressed your relationship with Kuras in such a way, you don't feel nervous. Instead you're more focused on your curiosity- what would it be like, getting intimate with an angel? You had sensed that he had a field of mildly pulsing, subtle energy around him, which seemed to increase in intensity once your lower half was exposed to him. Despite his apparent interest, he neatly folds your trousers and places them to the side, and gently slides off your undergarments to do the same. He coaxes you to sit back on the edge of the bed, taking in the sight of you for a brief moment. He gently runs both hands down the sides of your thighs and back up again, sliding between them and adding soft pressure, wordlessly asking you to open your legs wider. The feeling of his skin directly on yours brings a pleasant warmth that trails behind in the wake of his hands. You comply with no resistance- you can feel you're already slick with want. His expression is mostly unreadable, but his pupils have grown larger. He wets his lips involuntarily. His gaze breaks away from your pussy to meet your eyes, and his lips part. 

 

Before he can speak, you take initiative.

 

"Kuras, if you're about to ask if you can eat me out, the answer is yes." You say, amusement blending with your excitement. 

 

"I always ask," Kuras replies, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly as his lips quirk upward. "But thank you for the permission."

 

He readjusts himself on the floor between your legs and guides your hips with his hands, steadying you. You hope you can keep your feet firmly on the ground so that you don't slip, but that may be a struggle depending on how good he is at this. 

 

Kuras starts by dotting kisses along your inner thighs on both legs, each leaving a warm, tingling sensation behind for a few seconds. He travels slowly, building anticipation. His hands stay planted on your hips, which you're grateful for, because you involuntarily twitch when his breath finally ghosts over the front of your sex. When he does make contact, you can't help but stifle a small sound of surprise- his lips and tongue are warm, of course, but you also feel that slight electric energy that is now pulsing noticeably wherever he's in contact with you. 

 

Kuras' tongue explores your folds with practiced ease, dipping into you momentarily before swiping back up to seek his real goal. He finds it quickly, prodding that aching spot and causing your hips to buck slightly. His hands have you firmly anchored, for which you're grateful. You've had your pussy eaten before, but this was different. It felt more intense, thanks to the added sensation of Kuras' aura---or whatever it was---giving you heightened pleasure. You're not sure how long you can even last especially when he seems to know exactly what works and is persistent. He doesn't tease you, he doesn't deny you anything. He simply gives. His tongue circles your clit and flicks it a few times, making you gasp, and he places his lips over it, using both his lips and tongue to add suctioning pressure, sucking and massaging it simultaneously. It's effective, so much so that you reach your peak in record time, your pussy throbbing as you come. Kuras gently eases off of your clit but his mouth stays planted between your legs, lapping up your arousal. His eyes are closed, but he opens them briefly to look up at you, mouth glistening with your own slick. His tongue swipes across his lips. 

 

"Would you like more of that, or something else?" He asks. 

 

"Uh..." you stare down at him, face flushed and dewy from your very recent orgasm. "Whatever you want to do?"

 

Kuras glances at your pussy again but stands, and before you can say anything, he hoists you fully onto the bed with ease. You lay back instinctively as his fingertips touch the front of your chest, then travel straight down to your core where he strokes his middle and ring fingers up between your folds, wetting them and gently easing them inside. You blush deeper as his fingers massage you internally, hitting a deep, satisfying spot that nearly knocks the breath right out of you. Your head falls back on the bed as you let out a low moan. His long, skilled fingers work you internally for a few moments, and he positions himself so that he can lean down to start stimulating your clit with his tongue again. He continues to pump his fingers into your pussy as you whimper in pleasure. Your hands clutch at the bedding beneath you and you try to keep your hips steady, but your back arches as he draws you closer to another climax with frightening speed. You clench and throb around his fingers as you come again. He lets you ride it out, stroking your side with his other hand as you catch your breath. 

 

"Feeling alright?" Kuras asks warmly as he withdraws his hands. 

 

You eye him incredulously. "What do you think?" The question makes you laugh slightly.

 

"Just checking on you. Would you like some water?" He offers. You shake your head. 

 

"I'd like to keep going, if you're still enjoying this." You say. So far, if he's aroused, he's not showing it- you search his face and then glance at the front of his loose, flowy lounge pants and there's nothing obvious. But you did notice that, over the past several minutes, the energy humming and pulsing around him has intensified- it isn't audible, but it's tangible, and anywhere he's touching you, you can feel it transferring into you and dissipating. He's exuding some sort of excited aura- it's warm, quivering, fluttering like a rapid heartbeat. You suspect that it had something to do with how quickly he made you come- his fingers had felt like they were practically buzzing with energy. 

 

You prop yourself up on your elbows to look at him better. "Can I ask… are you enjoying this?" You venture.

 

Kuras' eyes widen slightly. "Do I not appear pleased?" 

 

You tilt your head. "Most people I've been with have been a fair bit more expressive. But... I can... feel you? Or your emotions, maybe. When you touch me, it's like I can feel your energy."

 

Kuras smiles but averts his gaze almost bashfully. "That... yes, that energy you sense does reflect my own feelings." He looks at you again, his eyes glimmering with warmth, but you sense a pang of sadness in his expression too. He was likely ancient. He had been tight-lipped about his past relationships, but you suspect he had loved and lost countless people. 

 

"Thank you for doing this with me." You say softly. You reach out one hand towards him, inviting him closer.

 

He accepts the invitation and shifts closer, leaning over you to kiss your forehead. Your hands find purchase at the back of his neck and you draw him in to kiss his lips, tasting yourself on them. He caresses your face and then slides his hand down between your thighs once more, massaging you slowly at first, dipping into you to wet his fingers before rubbing circles around your swollen clit. You moan and he catches your mouth again with his, kissing you deeply while pleasuring you. You whimper into his mouth and bite lightly at his lip, and he breaks the kiss to nudge at your neck and kiss you below your jaw, sucking lightly at the skin there. You feel that tingling sensation wherever his mouth goes, and the pace of his fingers has you rapidly approaching another climax. The warmth radiating off his body envelops you, the pulsing energy gives you a pleasant sensation throughout your whole body now, and his skilled fingers work tirelessly to bring you over the edge once more. You cry out as you come again, tears forming at the corners of your eyes from the sheer pleasure and relief. 


You laugh a bit, feeling more free and relaxed than you have in months. Kuras smiles again, and you feel lucky to have seen this side of him- the angelic doctor is capable of intimacy, after all. You wonder what else you might discover about your divine lover in the future... namely, whatever is hiding under his clothes. That's for next time, you think. Now, thoroughly satisfied for today, you simply wish to be held. After Kuras helps clean you up and re-dress, you begin to doze off in his arms as he reads a book, absentmindedly stroking your hair. His soothing energy has settled to a soft pulse, and it lulls you into a comfortable sleep.