Glory of god (OC)

 You hadn’t had the easiest life with you already starting off with a rather poor and destitute family but you had ways of making it work even when you had to go to less than savory lengths to get what you want but things had quickly gone bad to worse when something attacked your village one long autumn night. You remember looking right out your window to see a pair of glowing eyes right at the edge of the village, the eyes staring right at you before jumping into the house that was right next to it, screams echoing out from far away as more and more eyes appearing and moving into houses with you eventually being able to see what the beasts looked like when they wandered closer to your house. They weren’t like anything that you had seen or would ever seen again, being these ever shifting masses of darkness as if shadows had ripped themselves from the wall and started to crawl across the ground with one of those shifting masses moving closer and closer to your door.

Eventually the door was ripped open and the creature entered into your head with you quickly moving to under your covers as you heard footsteps going down to investigate the intruders that had just entered your home. You then got the unholy sounds of your parents being ripped to shreds, your father being the first to die whilst your mother was the second, the sound of her screams turning into bloody gargles as the beast ripped the head off her body staying with you to this day, reverberating through your mind. Then the beast would move into the room, the sound of its footsteps slowly coming down the hall making you shake as you closed your eyes and prayed that it went away and that someone, anyone could come in and save you from your inevitable death.

“IN GOD'S NAME, I DESTROY YOU!” You would hear from a noticeably female voice as so,etching hit the ground and a wet squelching sound echoed out, being punctuated by a dying and agonized groan before a loud thump. You then heard the sound of metal pressing against metal before something grabbed ahold of the covers and pulled them open with you looking up to see a woman in armor staring down at you, her metal helmet gleaning slightly in the night’s light before she spoke again. “My, you poor thing. Come, let me take you back to the Vatican, dear child.” She said, the woman’s voice becoming notably softer as she would cradle your face somewhat and proceeded to take you off the bed and walk you out of the building and towards the city of the holy.

Since then you had been living in the care of sister Clara ever since, becoming her squire and training you up in the Vatican to make sure you could defend against the demons that had wandered and slaughtered everyone in your village. Of course you couldn’t help but there was something about her that was off mainly due to the fact that she didn’t seem to take the armor that she had on off at all although the glimpses of the body underneath seemed to glow the brightest light that you had ever seen from the glances you saw. Either way, you cared for her the best you could for someone your age and she cared for you in every way that ever mattered with the woman even taking you on missions with her with this being what you were doing right now.

You were roaming around the forests of Italy, searching for a ruined church that had claimed to have been compromised by a demonic artifact , the sound of armor clanking echoing through the air as you walked alongside her, the woman stopping you with her blade as she pointed in the distance. “There it is, squire. Be careful, these relics tend to hold dangerous amounts of power.” She said as she would walk forwards with you nodding and following on behind before you reached the ruined and rotting doors of the long forgotten church. The woman walked over to the door and proceeded to kick it right open, the doors ripping off the sides before slamming into the floor, the woman gazing up to see that the church was empty, devoid of any demonic life that you could think of. 

However you couldn’t help but notice that there were vines wrapped around the walls and the roof, bright pink roses sticking out of it in blood, shifting somewhat in the wind as the armored woman would look around. “Well, it seems that there’s nothing here, Sister Clara.” You would respond as she wandered around some more, the women's movements becoming slower before she turned her head around to face you with you being able to see nothing of her face behind that hard, metal helmet.  “Sister Clara?” You asked as she would keep silent before starting to walk over you, the woman dragging her blade into the ground before she proceeded to slam the blade into the floor, rock flying out of the place before she would move her armored hand to her chestplate.

“Bare witness, Anon, to God's love!” She would cry out as she tore the armor from her chest and dropped it to the floor revealing her bare naked chest for you to see, the woman’s tits being impressively large despite hiding behind the blue fabric adoring her armor, her muscular torso also being fully exposed to you. She would look down at you from behind her helmet, the slight slit for her eyes and the holes spotted around it also glowing whilst the woman would shift her shoulder and arm armor somewhat, her hands glowing with the same holy as the rest of her body as she moved her hands down between her thighs and underneath the dress-like fabric she had wrapped around her waist. You’d hear the sound of the clashing of metal and metal before she proceeded to throw the plate to the ground with it being clear that it was her crotch plate and, judging by the massive amount of fluids that was pushed against the metal, the demonic relic seemed to have gained control.

“S-Sister Clara, what are you -“ You attempted to say before you would have an armored hand wrapped around your mouth and your entire body pushed to the ground, her pussy dripping onto the floor as she would grab your trousers and pulled them down to your ankles.

“Silence, just let God’s rapturous lust move over you!” She said as she would grab your arms and make sure they were pinned down to the cold, hard ground with any tiny chance of escaping her being utterly destroyed. She would then raise her hips up into the air,  the woman’s armor clanking against itself as you could see she was breathing so hard that her chest was visibly moving up and down, her breathing steaming up the insides of her helmet and coming out of the holes inside of it. You would then watch as she would stop, the woman groaning and grinding her hands against the ground before she proceeded to slam herself down onto your cock, the groans reverbing against the helmet as her fingers dug into your skin as she would do so.

You would gasp as you felt her hips hit her own, pinning you down to the floor to make you try to escape, the woman’s pussy fluids dripping all over your cock and your thighs as her chest moved up and down slightly, the woman’s breathing growing deeper and deeper. You then watched as her hips would be raised again, the woman relishing in the pleasure that was moving through your body, her inner walls clenching and grasping against your dick as if she was trying to squeeze the cum straight out of your cock and into her holy womb. The woman would eventually reach the tip of your cock which was when she would stop, making sure that your cock didn’t slip out of her by clenching around it eagerly before she slammed you down onto your cock once again.

She would repeat this near constantly, the woman going at a slow and steady pace as she would let go of your arm and move her hand up to your head, taking it in her grasp as metal dug into your scalp and skull. There she would massage your head somewhat, a surprising moment of tenderness despite the fact that she was also assaulting your hips, ramming and pushing against them before you heard her voice come out of her mouth, the words coming out of your mouth much shakier than you had ever heard before. “Mmmph, I have always found you so, so very pretty, Anon.” She said with her voice thick in lust, the woman saying in such a way that you couldn’t help but feel like it was burning her tongue and lips just saying those sinful words to you.

She would then start to move faster, as if saying that to you had broken the chains that had wrapped up her body, the woman no longer stopping at the tip and instead going up and down in two smooth and very quick motions. She would also seem to hit harder against your hips as well, causing your entire body to quake against the air as she would gasp and groan away, the woman’s torso seeming to grow even brighter when each thrust would come to a end with you swearing you could even see her eyes in the slit of her armor. Your attention was quickly taken away from the finer details of her body by the feeling of her inner walls would proceed to clench around your cock, rubbing up across your most sensitive areas and causing your cock to spasm inside of her somewhat.

“I loved you when I first saw you! That cute, quivering face, hiding under the covers!” She would sound into the air as you felt your hand push against your chest, causing you to let out a groan as the cold metal pushed against your warm skin. “You’re so hot, you’re so amazing! I love having your cock inside of me!” She said as she would dig her fingers against your skin somewhat, gasping as it seemed she had managed to rub herself against a more sensitive area of her Pussy, causing her to quiver somewhat in the process. Eventually she would move herself down across your body, the woman’s bright chest pushing against your skin, a warmth pushing out of it as she would do so, the woman groaning away eagerly as her hands would ram against the floor.

That was when she started to go even faster against your body, the woman’s hips now moving so rapidly that there was more than a blur in the air, oxygen pushing out of your lungs as she winded you from the intense thrusting. The sounds of her hips ramming against you echoed out across the room, the woman’s moans echoing out from her helmet, with you realizing that she could grab ahold of her and try and pull her off, your hands moving over to her tits and clutching ahold of them to try and pull her off you. This did not help matters but only made things even worse, pleasure moving across your entire body before she began to move faster against you with you being able to feel as her heart would beat faster and faster by the moment with you noticing that it was beating at the same rate of your own.

That was when you felt yourself beginning to throb inside of her, the woman gasping and moaning as she felt you getting closer and closer as you rubbed against her inner walls, the woman clenching around your cock before she spoke again. “Please, please, cum inside me! Cum inside my holy womb! Breed me and let us create those sweet, sweet nephilim babies!” She would say eagerly as she would ram and ram against your hips, her hands scraping down the floor so hard parts of the floor were coming off. You didn’t really get a choice in the matter about orgasming at this point but you could delay the inevitable, keeping it in for just a few more seconds before the pleasure got too much and you started to shoot cum inside of her, the woman groaning as she clenched around your cock.

You could feel as ropes started to spray all over her inner walls, covering them as the ropes would start growing larger and larger by the moment, the woman letting out a few gasps as she would feel her lust be sated by your cum. Your orgasm would grow until you would reach its peak, your eyes rolling into the back of your head before you had to deal with somewhat blurred vision, the shifting and twitching armored woman moving above you slowly coming into focus once again when the orgasm would start to slow down. The ropes would grow slower and slower, covering the layers of cum against your inner walls before the ropes would eventually become drops and then they would become nothing at all.

You would feel as she would catch herself, her armor clanking before she proceeded to pull herself up off the ground, the woman’s posture starting to relax before she looked down at you and realized what she had just done. She would pull herself off the ground and hastily proceeded to place her chestplate back on, cradled you in her arms and ran out of the succubus invested church, the last thing that you saw before you had passed out due to exhaustion was her armored face staring down at you. When you woke up you were back in the Vatican, your pelvis hurting like hell and a rather nervous looking Sister Clara standing next to you, the woman clearly rather embarrassed that she had both fucked you into being asleep but also enjoyed that she was doing it.

Since then you had a rather different relationship with the holy Sister with you two now often retreating to the same quarters together where you’d have sex every single night, only stopping when exhaustion would hit you like a tonne of bricks. Then you’d go and collapse in her arms and proceed to feel her warmly hug against you, the heavenly heat moving across your skin lulling you to sleep as she would cradle you in her arms, moving you under the covers so that no one would spot you if they barged in. It was a secret between you and her only, a secret that you couldn’t tell the clergy or the choir or the pope himself with you wondering if this was just the effects of the demonic magic rushing through her veins or if it was merely just true love for you.