Malachi and Celeste were already more than aware that they still had a lot of issues that remained unresolved.
And neither of them were truly wrong for what they wanted.
They saw what was happening now as... a way to discover whether or not what they potentially had here was worth everything they had to overcome.
Though Malachi believed that he may have already had his answer...
Celeste's dress was the first piece of clothing to land on the floor.
As the cool air hit her bare skin, her internal temperature soared from sudden embarrassment.
The first man to see her naked in more than fifteen years was barely even past the U.S drinking age... just that thought alone made her feel a bit like some kind of predator.
But when she looked into his eyes, she realized she was just the tiniest bit mistaken as to who really wanted to eat who.
Since Celeste didn't want to be the only one still standing around naked, she began trying to undress Malachi.
Removing his pants felt too bold, so instead she clumsily peeled off his black shirt.
This wasn't the first time that Celeste had seen him shirtless, but it was the first time she let herself stare so blatantly.
He was divine.
His soft, chocolate skin was like a glossy exterior laid gently over a lean physique that the gods (Nyx) definitely seemed to have taken their time on.
He was like a living, breathing, work of art.
'Oh right... he doesn't actually breathe anymore, does he?' Celeste finally remembered Mal's special condition and her expression became a bit downtrodden.
There was another reason things wouldn't work out between them. They were just too different.
Malachi noticed Celeste had begun to get cold feet.
"Having second thoughts..?"
Celeste was very surprised by the voice that was much huskier and needy than she was used to.
Love was not lust, and Celeste was more than smart enough not to confuse the two, but she did feel just a bit moved when she saw how badly Malachi wanted her.
She was also not a woman made of stone, and she had her own needs as well that had gone unmet for quite a long time.
Biologically she wanted this, but psychologically she was still trying to make up her mind.
"...This... is just a one time thing. You understand? And we'll never tell anyone..."
Malachi unclasped Celeste's black bra and finally let her large breasts free.
Even when he had just met Celeste for the first time, Mal knew that her breasts were well above average, but now that he was seeing them uncovered like this, he felt as if his earlier estimation didn't do her any justice.
They were like succulent mounds of mochi with perfectly pink inverted nipples and a natural sweet scent.
Mal was also extremely stunned to see Celeste had a rather racy black tattoo on her right breast.
"...That's a-"
"D-Don't stare at it!" Celeste all but poked out Mal's eyes to keep him from looking.
He was surprised at just how slick she was from such little foreplay, but still felt the need to forewarn her before they proceeded.
"It might hurt a bit at first... bear with me."
Mal's face was partially illuminated only by the glow of his own eyes, allowing Celeste to see the concerned look he wore as he stared down at her.
It made this situation feel even more novel for her.
"I-I'm a grown woman, Malachi. You don't need to be so concerned about me."
Since she insisted she was fine, Mal did not stand on ceremony.
He gradually pushed his hips forward past her entrance and Celeste let out a small yelp before stopping herself.
'I-I'm fine, I'm fine..! I-It was just a little bit thicker than I expected is all..! And since it's been a while, I wasn't used to-'
Celeste let out another involuntary moan when she realized that Mal was still going.
His thick, searing member was intruding further into her depths than the toy she had in her nightstand had ever reached.
Her stomach already felt so full, and she didn't know just how much deeper he was going to go.
"W-Wait..!"
As much as it pained her, Celeste had to cast her pride aside and place a hand on Mal's lower abdomen.
"C-Could you... go just a bit slower..?"
Celeste was cute when she was fiery, but Mal found her timid side to be even more irresistible.
"...No."
Mal leaned forward and stole Celeste's lips yet again.
By now, she was already growing more than used to the feeling of his lips devouring her own, and she even began developing an affinity for using her tongue in pace with his.
However, she was caught off guard when, in the midst of sucking her bottom lip, Mal suddenly bit her.
It wasn't a large bite, just a small nip that barely even broke the skin.
But just that was enough to make Celeste start feeling strange.
Her body became noticeably warmer, and she felt all of the tense muscles in her body relax.
Any discomfort she felt vanished like a bad dream, leaving only the euphoria of this new experience behind.
Malachi noticed her change in demeanor instantly.
Without breaking their kiss, he buried himself all the way inside of Celeste with one fluid motion.
In an instant, Celeste's brain recieved the shock of a lifetime and her vision flashed white.
Her last clear thought was of Mal's words that she had dismissed as mere flirtation.
But now... now she wasn't so sure.
The sound of his voice in her mind was more than enough to drown out her own voice as she screamed in ecstasy.
'I will never be able to let you go...'