Agreement

"Yeah," Adam agreed, "And what need would God want with us as prisoners? I am certain death is more fit. I do not wish to be like David; he had done so much for Him and received nothing but punishment."

"You will not," Eve grabbed his hand in both of hers, "I will not let Him."

"And I as well," Adam said sternly, "I shall die fighting for you this time and all of time."

Eve felt the heat from the flames light her up when those words fluttered in her mind. Cheeks inflamed, she let out a soft laugh tucking her face at the curve of his neck.

"I love you," she sighed smiling and felt his arms wrapped around her.

"I love you too," he let out a laugh and his chest moved with it, "Let us rest, my love. Then we can plan on our next step."

She nodded as he brought them to lay facing one another. Breathes mingling and body pressed to one another, they fell asleep to the licking of warmth produced by the flames.

Eve was the first to wake from the slumber; she had not slept for many hours in centuries. Materializing the medicine bottle, she bit her thumb and let the blood drip into the bottle. This should be the last drink he needed to recover. She knew Adam thought the medicine was for his wounds, but the truth was… it was for his soul.

Removing what God had gifted him, removing his wings that was the connection to his soul, was like suicide. The soul God entwined into his wings, so no angel would ever leave him. This medicine she produced would heal him. It would.

Even Lucifer Morningstar, her father was unable to escape His clutches.

Though her father's wings are of a different color, they still belonged to Him. Their souls still belonged to Him.

Sucking her thumb, she swirled the bottle as it mixed her blood with the foggy liquid. Glancing at the waking man, she pulled her thumb out of her mouth and waited.

Blonde lashes fluttered as blue met golden brown.

"Morning," Adam yawned sitting up.

"Morning," she smiled and kissed him softly, "Medicine time."

"Again?" He deadpanned looking at the bottle.

"Last one, I promise," she said and dipped her voice, "If you be a good boy," she leaned in, "I will let you play with me."

She watched the flush rush up his chest, neck, and colored his face. She laughed when he grabbed the bottle from her hand and chugged it down. Wiping his lips with a soured face, he shook it out and handed the bottle back to her.

"Now?" he smiled excitedly.

"I thought we were supposed to come up with a plan?" Eve smirked when Adam groaned.

"Right," he sighed, "Alright!" he clapped his hands as the sound echoed the cave, "We just keep running."

Eve stared at him blankly before punching his arm.

"Running will not save us," Eve sighed, "Samael would most likely have an army by now. He may be getting ready to bring them to the surface."

"Then we wait until he does," Adam said and held Eve's shoulder when she gave him a glare, "God would send his angels to stop them. When that happens, we come in."

"And… what are we going to do?" Eve questioned with a tilt of her head.

"I don't know," Adam awkwardly laughed, "Honestly. We just want them to leave us alone."

Eve let out a smile and smooth her palm over the worry lines on his face. Leave us alone? That will never happen until she was dead.

'As long as you live, I will do anything,' she told herself as she pulled his head toward her.

"Then we shall speak with them," she whispered against his face, "Now let us stop thinking."

She pressed her lips lightly, a barely pressed touched that made Adam follow her lips for more. Smiling, she pulled away, but Adam did not let her escape. Leaning over her, he went for her full lips again and tasted them with his tongue. He leaned forward bringing her to lay below, as he fit himself in between her legs.

His hands smoothed over her shoulders and down the mounds of her chest. Massaging them with light squeezes, her lips moved away from him to let out a soft moan. Kissing down her neck and nibbling on her pulse point, he heard the gasp and felt her hips jerk.

'Focus on her, focus on her,' he told himself as the blood rushed to his pelvis.

Kissing down her chest, he took a breast into his mouth as his fingers pressed and played with the other. Eve let out a moan as she felt him suck and licked like she would lactate for him. The thought made the wetness between her legs grow. Arching her back, she pulled Adam closer as she crossed her legs behind him. His hardness was pressed against her and she bit her bottom lips. Pushing her hips in an upward curve, she heard his groan and his hands tightening on her.

"Eve," he panted out pulling back to kiss her, "I'm trying," another groan, "… to hold back."

"Why?" she laughed breathless, "I don't want you too."

"I don't want to hurt you," he admitted, breath harsh against her face.

"You won't," she kissed him and uncrossed her feet behind him, "I promise."

Adam smiled and laid another kiss as he pulled back to position himself. Truth was, he was trying to not blow his load so quick like before. He also didn't want to hurt Eve, since it had been a while since… wait.

"Have you…" he started and found himself frowning at the thought. He felt a light kick to his ass.

"You want to ask me that… now?" She got on her elbows, "If this is your way of dirty talk, I would prefer us  not to talk at all."

Narrowing his eyes, he wasn't happy with her answer. She obviously knew what he wanted to ask, but to retaliate like this?!

'Fine,' Adam growled in his head, '… if that's how you want to do it.'