Not So Holy Anymore Are You, Raphael? [CorruptedHatred]

CorruptedHatred

Exactly what he wanted from the angel, feeling the grip on his neck and the kiss back. It was all so luscious to him. Spying the blush on the angel's lips, he brought his tongue to meet them, appendage running over the hot cavities before him that told well how the other felt. Immersed to some degree upon the demon before him that had taken his captive. The slight quiver in the other's voice made him laugh inwardly, indeed he had gotten an archangel! Something rather hard to command in any way shape or form, but this one was his. More temptation as the other pressed up against his body, bare milky legs still seen against the scene as he felt the other's clothed supports come to his. Oh how lovely~

'Will you fuck me? Make me yours in all ways?' exactly what he wanted to hear. He wanted to take this new toy of his through the 'full' marking as he would put it. The wings carved into his neck meant that he owned the other, but at the same time- didn't owning mean using what you had? That's how he thought as he watched the other, pressing back now as his member started to harden like it had in the angel's mouth. Here the other was going again, when he already had Volcan's attention. Hand going over his seen member as he felt a tongue run over his neck. He let out an audible purr from this, enjoying every part of the attention he was being given from this other. Had he truly not be the dominant type he would have pulled the other atop him and waited for the other to penetrate his insides. Well that wasn't how things worked with him as he pressed forward as if taking a step, bringing his member hard against the other's palm.

Then the other's pants where done- not his own doing. Well well it looked like they had a bystander. Not that he minded at this point really as he pressed his loins against the other in a heavy handed maneuver. He was starting to get desperate now. The other was tempting him like only an incubus could at this point and her was feeling the pressure like burn that pressed inside his mind. His eyes traveled to Omen as well, but he seemed to simply shake it off. He had seen the other around time and time again- yet the two seemed to not talk much at all. Maybe a passing 'hello' simply for the hell of it, but they didn't seem to connect entirely well. Especially considering that the other understood a fair amount of Volcan's past involving his attempt at heaven. Baring his teeth only momentarily at Lucifer's child did he press into the angel heavier than before this time. Attempting to bring him to the graveyard's floor to do this horizontally; not vertically.

Even so he'd still get 'inside' the other as he breathed into the archangel's ear in a soft sultry voice. "I will take you Raphael... take you away" he was trying to be about as erotic as he could be with his mind leaving him again. His member going heavy against the other's stomach the moment he was free of that lovely hand that the blue eyed angel had. Time to get down and dirty.

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Renesmee Cullen

Raphael's eyes watched the demon and he trembled loving everything the other was bringing forth. He gasped when he was brought down to the ground. The angel shivering as he looked at the other, feeling helpless but knowing he was getting what he wanted. The feeling of the other's member against his own flesh making the angel's cheeks turn a deep red. He couldn't stand the waiting he wanted it now. He sighed before he thought for the moment wondering if the other was always like this or if it was just because a horny archangel had found his way to him. He quickly forgot about Omen as he focused on everything before him instead.

His fingers trailed over the other's stomach and over his sides until they reached his back. He shifted his legs so they were spread, his knees bent as he felt his body growing hot. "O-Oh fuck me, Crane," he whispered as he looked at the other beggingly. "Fuck me hard, make me scream your name," he practically purred. He watched the demon before him and he bit down on his bottom lip before leaning on his arms, kissing the other's lips deeply as he felt his own erection twitching a little. He needed this. He needed to make it go faster. "Hurry up and fuck me," he whined as he lay down then.

Omen laughed as he watched the two. "My, my, what whores," he grinned before he got off the tombstone he had been sitting on and scooped up one of the cats before walking to them, his footsteps light until he reached them. He looked down at Raphael who's cheeks were painted pink. Raphael casted a glare at the demon as he desperately ground his body against Crane's. Omen laughed and looked at Crane. "Hmm, so slow aren't you? Having problems getting up?" he asked the demon. "Most demons would have fucked him senseless before marking him. It's not every day an angel comes begging desperately to be yours."

Omen ran a hand through Raphael's hair before yanking the angel's hair and forcing him to look at Omen. Omen quickly stole a kiss from the angel, slipping his tongue into his mouth. Raphael moaning then and placing one hand on Omen's cheek before the demon pulled away, the angel letting out a soft whine then. The demon grinned before looking at Crane. "I'd hurry up and fuck him before some other demon got wind of this. You do know what happens if you fuck an archangel don't you?" he asked. Raphael couldn't tell if Omen was playing games anymore or not. What happened when archangels got laid by a demon? He had never had sex with a demon before, only humans, so he didn't understand that this probably wasn't good.

CorruptedHatred

The trembling lit his desires more as his member which had come to the point of weeping precum pressed against the other's entrance before roughly slipping in. Being somewhat impatient and desperate didn't suit him so well, but that didn't cross his mind as he felt the delicious insides of the angel; wanting more as he pumped in them out. His body shivering at the thought of releasing in something that seemed so forbidden yet so tempting. Like eve who had taken the apple from the demon that her persuaded her- the evil inclination that had pulled her along and made her bring forth the sin to both men and women of future generations. Had she also devoured the desires that engulfed her when she took a bite from the fruit that ultimately sealed humanities doom- had she enjoyed it all like he would with this archangel that was seemingly from god's realm. Something so holy yet so untouchable. Here he was fulfilling a dark desires of his own.

Indeed the other was as in to this as him as he set up his legs in an appropriate manner as he dove inside the other's wet cavities that he craved. That he had carved for himself as he plunged forward, feeling the hands of the other over his form as he spoke. Crane? ah yes he had told the other his alias rather than his name, how unfair of him to tell the angel whom was his new toy the wrong name. "My name is Volcan" he purred out in purr pleasure towards the other whom he wished to take away. The other was getting testy again, wanting to be done fast and hard- he could do that. Pressing back a kiss to the delicious angel he wanted more. He wanted to taste the other in his mouth as he swiftly pressed the other to his body, member rolling inside the other in a circular fashion. He wanted to pleasure himself as well as the angel as he drew a hand to the other's shoulder, nails tearing into the delicate flesh that he wished to mare. He wished to mark to the point that the other would be bloody mess with a symbol carved into his bones.

Hearing the words of the other, he casted a nasty glare at the child of lucifer. He was slow, but that didn't mean a thing until he really switched into the right gears. At the earlier point in time he had simply wanted to mark the other as his, making something so holy drag with the unholy for eternity. "I am not like most demons..." he growled out, not liking the interference that the other was giving now. Yes he had helped him initially in the beginning but now he was becoming a pest as he changed his attention fully to the angel below him. His ears twitched when he saw the other steal a kiss from the archangel, pulling him by his hair before speaking to him again. Glaring darkly back up at him he swiftly started to work faster upon the demon.

He knew what the other was getting at, but was it true? He didn't even know as his pelvis thrusted forward into the other's form, bringing his balls to the other's entrance. Oh yes he'd do the other long and hard just like his shaft. Bringing his tongue to the angel's neck he licked it freely before trailing a line of kisses up and over his jawline before going to his lips. He wanted to eat the other, both sexually and physically, but that was for another time as he kissed the other hot on the lips before teasing him with the brush of his tongue against his skin. Wanting to see the other carve for him more.

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Renesmee Cullen

Raphael let out a cry when the other pushed in and he blushed furiously, holding onto the demon and he tilted his head to the side. His wings trembled under him as they spread out now, the feathers brushing up against the ground, the tips tilting upwards a little. He could feel his strength leaving him slowly, seeming to move through his whole body and go to his fingers tips where it seemed to transfer to the demon. He was too focus on the feeling of the other being in him, taking him and making him cry in pleasure whenever the slightest move was made. "V-Volcan," he whispered softly when he heard the other correct him. He felt the other's nails carving into his flesh and he let out a cry. His body trembling as he felt a little precum spill from his own hard erection. "Ah..Hnn..god.. abuse me," he begged softly.

Omen grinned as he watched the demon before him. "Of course you're not," he said with a snicker. "All demons are the same, we all live to kill and get power. Don't you dare claim to be any different," he warned the demon. "You're lower then me, so if you chose to argue I can have you torn limb from limb," he snickered then. He never used the power, or ranks to his advantage though. He used them mostly to scare lower ranked demons out of their mind. He snickered when he watched the demon starting to work faster on Raphael. "That intimidated by a little kiss?" he asked playfully. "Think he'd rather be fucked by someone more experience?" he whispered into Volcan's ear. "I'm sure he would. Why don't you hand him over, hm?"

Raphael panted as he moved his hips with the demons. His heart pounding in his chest as he moved into the licks and he let out a light whine. "Ah. Hnn.. Master," he whispered out softly. Not a single thought going into his mind as he whispered the title to the other. He looked at Omen then, he couldn't see the demon's eyes and he was glad. Though he could tell Omen was watching him hungrily. He wanted to steal the angel and take the power for himself. It wasn't hard for anyone watching to know the power was being given to Volcan. Raphael's fingers tips glowed as the powers rushed into the man who was using him up. Of course, they would only be his when they both found their release. That was the seal. He realized as he felt his powers draining, that this had been planned. There was no way Michael and Gabriel would leave him to lose his powers like this unless it had been planned. It wasn't god's plan. He knew that, God wasn't that cruel. No. Perhaps Gabriel was doing things with Michael. Raphael had threatened to expose that, and now he was here.

CorruptedHatred

The other was delicious as he heard the angel speak his name, eyes narrowing in a slight pleasure slight agitation from what the other demon was doing. The other was trying to intimidate him and admittedly it was working. Plus he didn't really like working when others where watching, this sort of thing was usually a private affair. That was why humans usually waited until they where hidden away before they even started something as risky as this. Simply taunting him, it was making this experience less and less enjoyable despite the evident pleasure from his lower half. Glaring up at Omen the wings that had become thing legs against the back of his head stood up on end, slowly opening until they created what looked to be a small net. He growled slightly up at the other, shifting from pleasure, hate to hunger. It was an interesting switch even for him as the net swiftly caught something from the surrounding air, forcing the struggling soul into Volcan's body-- just like that. He was indeed unlike the other, a demon that had been refused his admittion to heaven when he was so close to becoming holy. Then he had fallen from the heaven's beauty into the darkness of the void that no other creature had survived from. He was a one in a million case that had come out with the powers of the void. Despite this he was still seen as a lowly demon. Even with the power stored in his aching soul.

With the same cravings as a normal demon he was given a few extras that seemed to make no sense. The dead he craved for, hence why he stalked the graveyard in search if wandering souls to devour. It being a source of power for him. Closing the net that he had created the antenna like wings morphed to become two horns that stuck out dangerously against the back of his skull, the small angelic yet infested antenna at his front gleamed in the darkness. Taking in an amount of the soul he had just ingested. His anger swifted as he went back to the angel whom he was doing, feeling the surge of power from his snack and the archangel. Delicious. It was indeed true as he continued to do the other, ignoring the other at hand. 'Ah. Hnn.. Master' he nearly released when hearing the blue eyed angel speak to him that way, licking the others neck hungrily he pressed the other into a hot kiss. His free hand traveling to the other's hard member. He started to pump- he wasn't centered on the power, far from that; he wanted a nice good fuck and the angel was getting him exactly what he wanted.

The cats nearby Omen seemed to start meowing weakly for some reason as the demon and angel kept at it. A few backing away from a grave nearby. Something was happening as there was a weak shift in the air temperature, making the cold climate get colder. A shake of dust flew in their direction, making the cats run for cover before a soft yawn was heard. "Damnation... why is it always so long" he muttered as the temperature slowly dropped a bit more, reaching dangerously close to zero. Something he was notorious to live in. Whipping his wings into shape he let the two set flatten at his back, the curved intricate designs that they where would drive any known human to insanity and back, but that was simply what the void did to someone. Not that it showed so well with Volcan as it with with Vahn. The void was known to be cold, colder than the normal temperatures of the earth and that was something that clung to his body. Shaking his thin form, his dark blue hair ran in front of his eyes as if to shield them from the sight nearby.

He could feel the bodies nearby and seemed somewhat surprised that Volcan had gotten someone. Then again the demon was always alone when it came to things. As for Vahn he was no demon, yet he was no void creature either- he had been an angel that had been pushed into the void for punishment. He could come out on occasion, just like he was now, but not for too long unless he wanted his sentence to be even longer.

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Renesmee Cullen

Omen grinned as he watched the entire thing. When the temperature dropped he looked at the punished angel and he grinned. He snapped his fingers, using the drop in temperature to his advantage. Quickly he let the air around them drop to below zero. It only took a second before Raphael began to scream. The angel's shrieks filling the air. Everything that had once been so good hurt. He cried as he struggled with the demon on him. "No! Stop!" He screamed in pain. The angel panting as he tried to get away now. The other's member did not feel good in him anymore. It hurt, and it made Raphael want to die. He was close to passing out suddenly and he knew he wasn't going to be in good shape if Omen continued to screw with him this way.

Hot tears fell down his cheeks as he screamed. "Please! Stop!" he cried desperately. Raphael squirmed. Despite all the pain he found his release but he continued to try and shove the other off. He didn't want the demon to find his release. He hadn't realized the demon would probably enjoy his screams though. After awhile of thrashing about the angel grew faint and passed out. Little beads of sweat rolling down the side of his head. Once he was out, Omen let the temperature rise so any movements Volcan made would pleasure the angel and get moans out of the small creature's lips even though he was unconcious.

Omen snickered as he watched the sight. Looking at the demon to see if he would continue despite the angel's unconcious state. "That must be a mood killer," he said with a grin before looking at the new arrival. "Why hello, little void angel. What brings you to this hideous sight?" he asked with a purr before moving towards the new being. He had to admit he was a little turned on by watching the whole mess. He hadn't gotten laid in awhile either. After all, it was kind of hard to have sex when there was always the risk of looking into someone's eyes and watching them rot away right when you were in the middle of the fucking act.

CorruptedHatred

Indeed the shift in temperature had actually made him move faster, he was used to the cold- having once lived in the void with Vahn. Hearing the angel's cries didn't even stop him in the least as he went on, watching as he scrapped about a bit before knocking out. The demon before him was simply torturing the poor angel, not that he seemed to mind as he pulled the limp body to his form. His own warmth basking over the other in an attempt of warming up the other's body as much as he could in the fridge area around. Though admittedly with the other out he enjoyed it as much as he could have with the other awake, his member ramming heavily into the moaning form before him as he finally reached his climax. Moaning horribly against the other's quaking form. He gripped the other almost protectively as he drew the other's unconscious body into a kiss. Sex was sex, whether it was with someone who was fully there or not. It didn't seem to both him entirely. Spreading his wings out he covered them both as he rested there with the once whom he had done under him, smothering the blue eyed angel with a few soft kisses to his neck. Pressing his lips to the mark that he bore from him now. Volcan was about ready as he did so to knock the other off his block, just wanting to punch the demon square in the face, but he refused as he laid against the other- member still inside.

The cold had scared the felines away, especially as the void angel took a few steps against the ground. The soil being glossed over with ice and frost as he walked. Ah yes, everything he would touch would tremble from the cold that he emitted alone- far from anything warm any more. His steely eyes met with the form of Omen, making him produce a small smile. It wasn't like he could talk to Volcan at this point, he was preoccupied with other things. Vahn brushed off the frost from his outfit that he wore, it had been an old robe that he had fallen with- now it looked slightly distorted by the void aside from ripped in several places showing areas that should have been covered. Facing the other fully he took a few more steps to Omen. "I was going to see how Volcan was doing" he admitted as he eyed the demon child. Wings fidgeting against his back for a moment. Did the other have something else in mind for him?

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Renesmee Cullen

Omen was about to move to Vahn and try and seduce him only to hear a low buzzing, like the sound some electronics made. He paused for a moment before the air around them seemed to heat up and two light pulses were felt before a strong one came and shoved Omen back and into a tombstone. No one else. Just Omen. The demon snarled as he sat there, the tombstone cracked as he rubbed the back of his head. He knew what it had been. It had been Raphael's powers going into Volcan. The little bit he had left, punishing Omen for getting the archangel deeper into this mess. He glared towards the knocked out angel. Getting up and having a sword appear in his hand as he moved to Raphael and held the blade over the angel's neck. "Little fucker," he snarled. He ignored the fact that Volcan was there.

Raphael slowly opened his eyes and gazed at the demon before him. He could feel all his powers were gone. He didn't mention it though. There was a bound. Not just because of the mark, but because the other had his powers. Sure he still had the basics but the bulk, the part that made him powerful was now with this demon. He grinned before leaning into and kissing the other's lips deeply. "Hnn...You have the best cock I've ever come across, Master," he whispered before raising his hands up to hold onto the other's shoulders. Well. He lost everything. So who gave a fuck? He was glad the other was still in him and he quickly rolled them over, straddling the demon and leaning down to kiss and nibble his neck. "Since you're still visiting," he purred. "Why don't I ride my new master?" he grinned before rocking his hips a little. He moved the other's hands then so they were on his hips. He still wanted the other to have control. He hoped the other would agree. This time Raphael would be doing the work after all. His master only had to enjoy it.

Omen was a little baffled when Raphael just ignored him and he put his sword away. He felt rather pissed off the angel hadn't even acknowledged his presence instead seemed to just get turned on again and beg his master for more sex. How despicable. Omen sighed before looking over at Vahn and moving to the angel swiftly. "Hm. Would you like to try?" he purred. "Show them that they're not the only ones who can fuck?" his voice was smooth, and seductive. Omen didn't like using people, but he did when he felt like it. He had enough practice since he was a child into tempting people and tricking them into doing his bidding.

CorruptedHatred

He had seen the display and almost laughed at it- that would teach the other, then here he was with his blade to the angel. He glared up at the other, ready to change the situation within a few seconds, but instead the angel had. His anger was whipped away by the other's comment and kiss, pressing into the other hungrily. Ah yes he could go more than once, it was quite possible as he stared at Raphael. Then the other was swiftly onto, teeth at his neck as he affectionately started to ride him. He moaned, not like there was much more that told how pleasurable this experience had been. When his hands where placed on the other's hips his nails swiftly sunk into that delicious fell that the other held, eyes staring up hungrily as he kissed the other's head affectionately. "Delicious, simply delicious" he purred up to the angel, slowly raising his hips so that the other would have a better time at riding him. The circular motion that the other did was more than what he wanted as he slowly pulled his right bloody hand from his side, taking it to the other's member as he glossed the shaft over with the blood before stroking it with his fingertips- going into a soft pump with the other's movements. They both would enjoy this, at least that was his aim as he tried to get the other off as well.

In truth he had never been touched in the manner and it was something rather startling when one thought about his friend Volcan. His wings fluttered again as he stared at the other, backing up only a step. "I...." he couldn't finish as he lowered his gaze, putting his hands before his chest as if protecting himself while trying to decide. One couldn't really blame the only void angel in existence, he had never tasted sin before in such an extreme manner so something as advance as sex was extremely new to him. A slight blush came to his face as he shifted position, placing his hands on his hot cheeks as he looked away from the other. Steps light and glossy on the ground. He wasn't even sure what he wanted at this point and the other talking the way he was would quickly persduade him into a longer sentence than before.

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Renesmee Cullen

Raphael moaned and panted, his cheeks a deep red as he continued to move over the demon. He let out a pleasurable cry when he felt the other's nails sink into his body and he leaned down kissing the other's lips passionately, sliding his tongue over the other's lips as he moved on him still. Hearing the other purr out the words he blushed and gasped at the raised hips. "Oh fuck," he whispered softly. "Oh please, you have to fuck me often," he begged the demon. "You feel...so good in me," he murmured as he kissed the other's neck and started to grow a little bit more aggressive while riding the other. His body seemed to tense for a moment when the other began to stroke him with the bloody hand. It wasn't in fear, no, Raphael seemed to like the sight. This had nothing to do with his curse. He panted as he moved on the other and into his hand from time to time. The angel's bright blue eyes gazing down at the demon before he managed to get a sensitive spot and he screamed out in pleasure, his body tensing as he found his release.

Omen grinned as he closed the space between Vahn and himself. He placed a warm hand on the angel's cheek his hair still covering his eyes. "Mm. Hands on a chest won't do much. I suggest you protect your eyes," he said with a smirk. He leaned in then. "Void angel. You always have to be in that hellhole. Why not loosen up? Why not get something for all your trouble?" he whispered into his ear. "You should after all be rewarded for having to stay there so often, wouldn't a quick fuck be nice? Something you could hold on to when you have to go back?" he whispered. "Something you can look forward when you come back too," he purred implying that he would wait for the angel if he wanted it. "Sex is a good thing, it's nothing to be afraid of. If god didn't want you to have it, why would he give men a prostate and make if feel so good? Hm?" he asked as he ran a hand down the other's arm now.

CorruptedHatred

Indeed the other was delicious as he moved about his cock, trying to find his own pleasure center- Volcan was already in his. With the grace of lips to his own, he kissed back fiery, showing how much he enjoyed every moment of this. He too panted and moaned at the appropriate times as he held tight to the other's shaft, wanting to see it grow hard in his fingers as it was pumped and massaged. Licking his own lips as the other spoke about making this more often. His eyes showed that he was very much willing to do it again and again, no matter how many times it would become as eternity melted away. Seeing the other grow in pleasure while atop him made his eyes widen, seeing the angel release had made him moan out in a long drawn way as he too came toawrds his climax. His hand gripping the other's member was splashed with his fluids along with his own chest- he was fine with this as he pulled the other down by his hip wanting the other's hot body against his as he finally released inside the other. Moaning loudly in pleasure.

After a slight pause he drew the angel into a kiss, hand detaching from his side with minimal complications as his nails grazed the other's backside. Moving around the wings to some degree as the sharp edges to his blade like nails sliced into the nearest base of his wings. Feeling more blood on his nails he swifted coated the others lips with his own blood as he pulled him into another strong kiss, nails going back to grace the back of the other's head. He wanted to keep him here as he started to thrust his hips a bit, wanting to hit that pleasure center as they laid there- he wanted to hear him pant and moan in his ear. He wanted to hear everything, feel everything, he wanted to experience the angel's body tremble in his grip as he thrusted in again. Everything, he wanted everything.

"Let me hear your sweet sweet cries" he purred softly to the other, if he had been kidding he wouldn't have gotten to this point. He wasn't kidding in the least as he gripped the other, fingers trails down his neck as his nails sunk in at several places, wanting to hear the other moan in pleasure to him.

That had been quick, the demon was before him now- making the angel nervously flutter his wings in a manner to calm himself as they slowly stretched out to his sides. One could see that the wings themselves held what seemed to be runes that where carved intricately into the steel like feathers that he had. Feeling his hand against his hot cheek swiftly made its temperature go down, almost to zero. Only the void angel could truly be so cold. Hearing the other imply that he would wait for him to return seemed to be what caught him the most, a hand going to the other's shoulder softly. He looked away still embarrassed yet nodded softly. "If you promise to come back to me" that was all that he needed to know. That there would be someone here waiting for him when he returned, instead of searching for someone to talk to- that was why he spoke to Volcan at a constant when he could. The other understood the pain that elapsed on someone when they where apart of the void. It drove one mad. Shivering at the other's touch he slowly put his head forward, placing a kiss to the other's cheek- not looking up. "If you says so..." he spoke, his voice small as he listened to the other about sex. Well yes that was all true, not that he had ever done it before though.

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Renesmee Cullen

Raphael panted as he lay against the other, feeling the demon's release into his body and he groaned softly. "Oh..fuck.." he murmured softly. His cheeks were a deep red then. "You're amazing," he told him and grinned. "You really are," he whispered before feeling the other pull him into a kiss and he groaned, not daring to fight the kiss. He loved this. He realized how liberating sin was. He could feel his white feathers growing heavy though. They were no longer as white, they were starting to turn grey, but the process was slow and it probably wouldn't be noticed until after the fact. The archangel smiled as he ran his fingers over the other's sides and growled playfully. "I love your cock," he murmured softly as he watched the other lustfully. "Tell me you'll fuck me all the time. Take me even if I fight..." he murmured softly knowing there would be times where he'd fight and only give in.

"I'm such a whore," he laughed softly and blushed. When the other pulled him into the kiss, he blushed and he let out a cry when the thrusting began. He felt the other hit the sweet spot and he cried out, his hands moving up to grasp the demon's shoulders as he panted and moan. He felt like a whore, and he knew he was becoming a one. He trembled with each thrust and his fingers tightened around the other's shoulder's and loosened quickly. "Oh please...oh god please," he whispered as he closed his eyes. "Fuck me, fuck me like the slut I am," he begged the demon as he felt himself getting close again. With the other constantly hitting that precious spot, he couldn't help it. This was certainly the best sex he had ever had, and the only sex he ever wanted. He wasn't sure anymore if these were his thoughts, the curses, or Omen's mind games.

Omen didn't show a reaction when his hand grew cold. He was use to extremes. He threw himself into every situation he could think of so he could prepare for the day his father became furious at Omen's refusal to enslave the human race. He placed a hand on the small of the other's back then and watched him through the curtain that was his hair. "I promise," he whispered softly. His voice smooth and showed no hint of lies. Omen was shocked himself by his tone. Was he really willing to wait? He suppose so. He had nothing better to do anyways. Unless he felt like running through Alaska naked when the other was to come back. Yes, that had been one of the things he had done to prepare. Omen wasn't shy about his body. Though he learned that the cold was a harsh element that year.

The kiss to Omen's cheek seemed to make him light up. The angel seemed so shy, so innocent, despite being casted into the void. He would ask eventually why he had been punished, but now was not the time. He placed a hand on the other's cheek before leaning in and kissing his lips gently. The demon wrapping his arms around the angel's body and drew him close, knowing that he was going to make sure this angel had the best. Omen wasn't one to fuck without a thought. No, if he was going to do something, he'd do it right. He'd make sure the angel knew nothing but pure pleasure. Though he hoped the angel wouldn't become scared and refuse, he was already turned on by the thought of taking someone's innocence.

CorruptedHatred

He trembled with excitement when feeling the angel's fingers ghost over his sides, his movements becoming less fluid and rash as he wanted to simply pleasure the other to the point that his cock went through the other side of his head. He was reaching a point of senselessness, not that it was was entirely back things as the other's words rung in his ears. Hearing the other ask for eternal damnation through the sexual act he moaned- heavily towards the other in a hungry fashion as his nails locked into the back oft he other's head. No way of turning back, no way of stopping his act. "I'll do you to the point that your body craves my touch every waking moment of the day" he wasn't kidding. He was going to make this other his prime toy, the thing that he would never give up even if hell demanded his soul in return for the other. His tone at this point had become dark and sensual, his more primal instincts kicking in- this was why heaven hadn't wanted him. His large lust for others was insatiable, how could a possible angel be given such desires when they where suppose to be perfect? They couldn't have such a barrier when it came to work so he had been declined- falling into the void to meet with his new friend. Now here he was fucking one of those precious beings he had once longed to be. Maybe this was a cruel way of revenge in his part- if I can't be an angel neither can he or anyone else I meet.

With the other trembling in his own manner he could feel the angel begging him, hands grabbing at his shoulders tightly as the being moaned and convulsed against him. Complete bliss, one could say he was indeed there as he went to pleasure the angel and himself, nails staying locked in his head to keep the angel here longer. "Come my little angel, meld with me more" he purred against the other's elegant skin as he started to get rougher. Forcing the other against his member as it continued against the other's sweet spot. His nails slowly detached to trail down his back, grabbing hold of his wings- using them as a means to ram the other into him. He would tire soon though, this was burning away his calories and energy- though he didn't mind. Simply he would need a drink, something strong and to his liking. Blood was one option, but he thought of rather bringing the angel to a bar, for hadn't he asked for that before? Pressing his lips to the other's ear he trailed bloody kisses down the other's jawline until he was back at the blue eyed angel's panting lips; swiftly taking the other in as he forced his tongue through the other's lips so he could explore his cavity within.

Hearing the other promise made his heart flutter- to someone whom would promise such a thing, he felt hopeful. Now that he had something to wait for as he was stuck in the void once more for extended times or short times. They would both feel the same now, since he would indeed be waiting as he melded more with the void itself. Had his sentence not been so long he probably would have looked like Raphael, but no he had been in their for years. The truth to his punishment even eluded him; one day he had been a good angel and the next he was pushed into the void by Gabriel. Most likely the hot headed angel would know the reason for his punishment- not he. All he did was endured it in hopes of being freed from the icy grip that sat on the opposite spectrum of the world. Feeling the other's hand on his cheek made him feel a bit nervous, but it had quickly hit him when he was kissed by the other. Wings fluttering a few soft beats before he calmed down- widened eyes slowly closing to a lazy expression as he kissed back. He wanted this, he truly did want someone to be there for him and he would do anything for that. Then the other's arms where around him, his body gave a shiver with a mix of excitement and fear as he pressed his body willingly into the other. Vahn as he kissed wondered why the other wouldn't look at him, well wouldn't remove his hair from his eyes, but he would ask that later as he was drawn up in a different moment entirely.

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Renesmee Cullen

Raphael cried out and panted, his cheeks a deep red as he soon found another release. "Oh..fuckk.. That makes me so happy," he whispered. "I wouldn't want anything else," he whispered as he kissed the other's neck. His smaller body pressing up against the demon. "Master," he whispered softly. The archangel didn't realize the other might be doing this as a type of revenge. "Master, I love every second you fuck me," he murmured softly. "But..you look like your getting worn down. Perhaps we should get some food in you," he whispered as he cuddled the other. He was going to say the bar, but he assumed that it might be too much to ask for. "Master," he purred playfully before leaning down and sucking on the other's neck, playing with the other's flesh until a small mark appeared. "Mm..I'm as much yours as you are mine," he grinned before laying down on top of the other.

As Raphael lay there watching the other, he kissed him, his tongue slipping into the other's mouth and he explored it with interest. He paused however when he felt something appear around his neck and he placed a hand on it. A collar. A simple black one with a silver plate at the front with Raphael's name engraved in the metal. On the back of his neck there was another smaller one that said Property of Volcan Raphael frowned a little. It was a joke in a sense, he could feel and smell Gabriel's horrible scent all over the collar and it made him sick. The bastard had planned this. He had planned the whole thing. Raphael felt a few tears fall from his eyes as he hid his face against Volcan's chest and took in a shaky breath. Everything was gone because he has stumbled across Gabriel's secret. There was no way for him to go to his god now either. He couldn't tell him what he knew. He was barred from the pearly white gates.

Omen kept the other close, slowly moving the other back and slowly down. He moved his arms so he could hold the other as he moved him down. "How long do you have, angel?" he whispered to the creature before him. He wondered. If he had enough time, he would prefer to make this special for such a darling creature. He didn't want it to be a short fuck in a cemetery. No, he wanted it to be special so the angel would crawl back to him once he returned from the void. Omen knew he would also work on cutting the angel off from the void. It be hard, but this angel didn't show any signs of why he deserved such a thing. Though he was starting to make connections, subconciously. Raphael's fall and the punishment of an innocent angel. Who had punished Raphael? Gabriel. Gabriel... That monster in white. He was amazed that Gabriel hadn't been thrown down to Lucifer's feet and tortured. He heard things about the angel, through whispers in hell. He was no angel. He was a demon who somehow managed to avoid his creator's wrath.

CorruptedHatred

Feeling the other's hot body against him was delicious, though admittedly he was wearing down to the point he'd collapse within the next ten minutes. Even with the other's energy that had received he seemed to wear out anyway. Volcan would store it away until he truly needed to use it for something more dire then staying up a few more minutes. The other was concerned with him, seeing how he was slowly winding down- he felt the other's cuddle against him; releasing a pleased purr at the attention. He never really got much when he was around the graves, that was if you didn't count the cats that always loomed around him. His neck had been entirely open for the other as he was given a mark by the bubbly slave of his. Just delicious really, it was much better when his slaves loved him- it made it easier to call them over to him. No need to constantly coax them back into his arms, just simply whispering to them once made them run to him. With the other's tongue in his mouth, he sucked- taking the other in more as he hungrily devoured the other's means for speech and taste. Well that was until he withdrew it, eyes on the collar that had so suddenly appeared on his precious angel's neck.

Eying the device around the angel's neck, he stared at the engraved steel that marked the other's name and his own. The other wouldn't really need this as he wrapped a hand around the other calmly. Slowly taking in the scent of the other archangel. A slight rage flaring in his eyes- that had been the one who bared the gates from him. He could remember the other staring at him with steely eyes, not allowing him to be admitted into heaven, then he had plumetted into the void for the darkness that molded with him. For a moment he had been lost in the past, holding dear to the angel as he cried tears of regret. Slowly he drew the other even closer to him, pressing a soft kiss to the blue eyed angel's head. "Don't worry... you have me..." he spoke, that was indeed the truth. He wasn't one to abandon those he marked, he wasn't always there for them- yes, but never abandon them after the moment he marked them.

The two others that where his would surely appear in due time. The question was when the two would come, one a slightly fiery individual who had been turned years ago and the other a shy shunned male who had been trampled several times by the others of his kind. The two had been to a degree desperate when the demon promised to never leave them and it was true- he still held his arms open to the two whenever they wished to be with him.

Hearing the other as he shifted their position, he blushed slightly He usually had a few hours at each time he was out; that was unless the void craved for him so. He suspected he would be allowed to stay out longer than normal this time. "A few hours... six tops..." he answered the other's question swiftly; not wanting him to wait for any answer. Drawing closer to the other, he wondered what he had in store for him. He had never been on anything that remotely resembled a date, everything was much more extreme then that- he had never had a love either. Which made him wonder entirely why he had been pushed into the void, the usual reason for it was that one had sexual desires and fulfilled them before returning to heaven. All he had done was his job on Earth when he was placed there, possibly got a few winks and stares from others from his looks, but nothing as extreme as sex itself. He had never really second guessed his punishment, though now he was starting to wonder. After all those years.

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