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cerulean_sky) wrote2005-12-02 12:47 am
cerulean_sky) wrote2005-12-02 12:47 am
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Fic: And Seven Were Deadly
Title: And Seven Were Deadly
Author: Sky
Part: 1/7 (That's the plan, at least...)
Rating: Er... R to be on the safe side.
Warning: SLASH. DO not flame me or I will be annoyed. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Actually, these boys are mine... XD
A/N: Random bit of pr0n for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ladyjaida's birthday. There are more parts of these to come, at some point.
“What do you know of the Sins, angel?”
The room was dark. The last candle had gone out hours ago, leaving the room in complete darkness. There was one window, but the curtains had been pulled over the glass, blocking whatever light might have been gotten from the moon. Occasionally the cloth of the curtains fluttered, carried by the small breezes coming from the barely open window. That was the only movement in the room, until something else moved, something not carried by the air. There was the rustle of cloth and something else, and then the voice spoke again, this time in a whisper. “Someone as pure as you, what would you know of Sin?”
The voice was cold, like metal that had not felt the touch of the sun, and just as golden and clear. Tempting. Tantalizing.
Aryael shivered at that voice and moved away from the heat of the other body. “Kael,” he whispered. “You mustn’t do this to me.” The white wings folded behind him shivered ever so slightly, making the feathers speak against one another. He looked up to see the golden eyes of the other being glowing faintly in the darkness of the room, and he quickly looked away.
Even Kael’s eyes were full of temptation.
“Lust,” the fallen angel breathed, moving closer to Aryael again, black wings moving silently with him. “Lust,” he said again, as if just saying it would make the angel in front of him fall from grace. “Lust,” he said, one last time, and it was more definitive this time. A command. The angel felt his resolve begin to crumble, and Kael must have seen it in his eyes because he was suddenly there and had caught Aryael’s mouth with his in one damning kiss.
The angel whimpered as he was pinned against the wall, his wings being crushed behind him. Kael still didn’t break the kiss, and Aryael reached up to clutch at the fallen angel’s robes. After a moment the angel pulled his face away, breathing heavily, and still clinging to the fallen angel’s clothing. Kael watched him, smirking to himself, his hands still on Aryael’s upper arms, holding him in place, and he leaned in to whisper in the other being’s ear.
“I know you liked it,” he whispered, his lips brushing against the soft skin. “I could taste it on your tongue, on your lips, how much you liked it. You can’t hide that from me.” The angel closed his eyes and whimpered again, and it was as much of an affirmation as Kael needed. He lifted one hand and grabbed Aryael’s chin, forcing him to look up at him. The angel opened blue green eyes to meet gold. “Tell me,” the clear metal voice said. “Tell me you liked it.” Kael let go of the other’s face, letting his fingers linger over the soft pale skin, and then brush aside a strand of the blue hair. The blue haired angel whimpered, but didn’t say a word. “Tell me,” Kael hissed. “Tell me you want more.” The hand not still holding Aryael’s arm slid down the front of the white robes to the angel’s hip.
And with a choked sob the angel told him everything he wanted to hear.
Happy Birthday, Jaida-snoo!! I hope you have a fantastically spectacular day! *schmoogles*
Author: Sky
Part: 1/7 (That's the plan, at least...)
Rating: Er... R to be on the safe side.
Warning: SLASH. DO not flame me or I will be annoyed. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Actually, these boys are mine... XD
A/N: Random bit of pr0n for
ladyjaida's birthday. There are more parts of these to come, at some point.“What do you know of the Sins, angel?”
The room was dark. The last candle had gone out hours ago, leaving the room in complete darkness. There was one window, but the curtains had been pulled over the glass, blocking whatever light might have been gotten from the moon. Occasionally the cloth of the curtains fluttered, carried by the small breezes coming from the barely open window. That was the only movement in the room, until something else moved, something not carried by the air. There was the rustle of cloth and something else, and then the voice spoke again, this time in a whisper. “Someone as pure as you, what would you know of Sin?”
The voice was cold, like metal that had not felt the touch of the sun, and just as golden and clear. Tempting. Tantalizing.
Aryael shivered at that voice and moved away from the heat of the other body. “Kael,” he whispered. “You mustn’t do this to me.” The white wings folded behind him shivered ever so slightly, making the feathers speak against one another. He looked up to see the golden eyes of the other being glowing faintly in the darkness of the room, and he quickly looked away.
Even Kael’s eyes were full of temptation.
“Lust,” the fallen angel breathed, moving closer to Aryael again, black wings moving silently with him. “Lust,” he said again, as if just saying it would make the angel in front of him fall from grace. “Lust,” he said, one last time, and it was more definitive this time. A command. The angel felt his resolve begin to crumble, and Kael must have seen it in his eyes because he was suddenly there and had caught Aryael’s mouth with his in one damning kiss.
The angel whimpered as he was pinned against the wall, his wings being crushed behind him. Kael still didn’t break the kiss, and Aryael reached up to clutch at the fallen angel’s robes. After a moment the angel pulled his face away, breathing heavily, and still clinging to the fallen angel’s clothing. Kael watched him, smirking to himself, his hands still on Aryael’s upper arms, holding him in place, and he leaned in to whisper in the other being’s ear.
“I know you liked it,” he whispered, his lips brushing against the soft skin. “I could taste it on your tongue, on your lips, how much you liked it. You can’t hide that from me.” The angel closed his eyes and whimpered again, and it was as much of an affirmation as Kael needed. He lifted one hand and grabbed Aryael’s chin, forcing him to look up at him. The angel opened blue green eyes to meet gold. “Tell me,” the clear metal voice said. “Tell me you liked it.” Kael let go of the other’s face, letting his fingers linger over the soft pale skin, and then brush aside a strand of the blue hair. The blue haired angel whimpered, but didn’t say a word. “Tell me,” Kael hissed. “Tell me you want more.” The hand not still holding Aryael’s arm slid down the front of the white robes to the angel’s hip.
And with a choked sob the angel told him everything he wanted to hear.
Happy Birthday, Jaida-snoo!! I hope you have a fantastically spectacular day! *schmoogles*
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O_O
YAY!!!! <3
I love angels, especially the fallen. Though I usually think of them wingless, having had their wings clipped. Most people don't see it that way, I guess.
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