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(Written from Aezr's Point-of-View.)
(... Who, for some reason, suddenly looks a little like Tatsumi to my mind.)
Something was... off. I'm not sure what.
That's it; I was warm. Not a very common occurrence, really; angels have yet to separate themselves from demons in that respect.
Now, I am a special angel. Some of us are set aside to continue the population, and some are sent to make sure the demons can't. I'm of the second variety, meaning exactly what you think.
Yes, fine, I'm supposed to remain a virgin for my entire (eons-long) life. Happy now?
Anyways, imagine my surprise when I felt a (rather small) burning-hot form snuggle against my bare chest.
My breath caught. No. No, no, no. I glanced down. Damn it all.
At least she appeared to be an angel, silver-white hair and everything--
But hadn't I seen a certain silver-haired demoness earlier today?
... Ohhhh please no.
Almost dreading what I might possibly be about to see, I brushed aside her (really very soft) silver locks, and almost choked to death when those painfully familiar features came into view.
How?! How could I allow myself to be seduced by this-- This--
... This admittedly very pretty little demoness?!
Oh, what was her name again...?
Psicopatia. Yes. How could I have forgotten?
Psicopatia let out a quiet (and rather adorable) bothered-noise, blinking up at me. The sound of the air trying it's best to kill me must have woken her up.
"Er..." I hesitated. What does an angel say to a demon he's just slept with?! "Hello."
She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, stretching up to place a kiss on my cheek. I scrambled backwards as fast as my legs would allow.
"What are you--"
She placed a finger against my lips, and the shock silenced me. At least, for a moment.
"You do realize that we can never do this again, right?"
A sad pout was sent my way as Psicopatia once more invaded my (nonexistent by now) personal space, laying across my chest and looking into my eyes.
"Why not?"
Well, for one, I'm an angel. "Er..." Two, you're a demon. "I, uh..." Three, I'm an angel who's supposed to kill demons. "That is..."
... Oh, screw it. I'm already in trouble.
In a flash, I had her pinned, wrists above her head, my own paper-white hair falling down and tangling with hers--because it's definitely masculine to have longer hair than the girl.
But I really didn't care anymore. So, I went against everything I was taught and leaned down to give that extremely tempting demoness a fiery kiss.
(AND THEN HE WAKES UP--//shot)
(XD But seriously. That's when I plan for him to wake up and go into "WHY AM I THINKING LIKE THIS" mode.)
(... Who, for some reason, suddenly looks a little like Tatsumi to my mind.)
Something was... off. I'm not sure what.
That's it; I was warm. Not a very common occurrence, really; angels have yet to separate themselves from demons in that respect.
Now, I am a special angel. Some of us are set aside to continue the population, and some are sent to make sure the demons can't. I'm of the second variety, meaning exactly what you think.
Yes, fine, I'm supposed to remain a virgin for my entire (eons-long) life. Happy now?
Anyways, imagine my surprise when I felt a (rather small) burning-hot form snuggle against my bare chest.
My breath caught. No. No, no, no. I glanced down. Damn it all.
At least she appeared to be an angel, silver-white hair and everything--
But hadn't I seen a certain silver-haired demoness earlier today?
... Ohhhh please no.
Almost dreading what I might possibly be about to see, I brushed aside her (really very soft) silver locks, and almost choked to death when those painfully familiar features came into view.
How?! How could I allow myself to be seduced by this-- This--
... This admittedly very pretty little demoness?!
Oh, what was her name again...?
Psicopatia. Yes. How could I have forgotten?
Psicopatia let out a quiet (and rather adorable) bothered-noise, blinking up at me. The sound of the air trying it's best to kill me must have woken her up.
"Er..." I hesitated. What does an angel say to a demon he's just slept with?! "Hello."
She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, stretching up to place a kiss on my cheek. I scrambled backwards as fast as my legs would allow.
"What are you--"
She placed a finger against my lips, and the shock silenced me. At least, for a moment.
"You do realize that we can never do this again, right?"
A sad pout was sent my way as Psicopatia once more invaded my (nonexistent by now) personal space, laying across my chest and looking into my eyes.
"Why not?"
Well, for one, I'm an angel. "Er..." Two, you're a demon. "I, uh..." Three, I'm an angel who's supposed to kill demons. "That is..."
... Oh, screw it. I'm already in trouble.
In a flash, I had her pinned, wrists above her head, my own paper-white hair falling down and tangling with hers--because it's definitely masculine to have longer hair than the girl.
But I really didn't care anymore. So, I went against everything I was taught and leaned down to give that extremely tempting demoness a fiery kiss.
(AND THEN HE WAKES UP--//shot)
(XD But seriously. That's when I plan for him to wake up and go into "WHY AM I THINKING LIKE THIS" mode.)
Last edited by Certain Magical Kirkland on May 27th 2013, 9:39 pm; edited 1 time in total
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