The Seduction of Immortals

Black feathers are there warm and soft against my  bare skin.

The slickness of our bodies pressed together, tangled and twined in every way.

Every feature of your body is breath taking; the muscular figure of your arms and chest.

The strong will of your hips; the way your long fingers cup my body in their strong grip.

I feel safe there, embraced in your arms, enfolded in the warm black feathers of your wings.

Can I stay here like this forever? My mind says no, but my body's screaming yes.