k i s s i n g angels goodbye. [ dou x fate ]

[darkest_fate]

Oh Hell, it took all Cassiel had not to march over to Samaire and slam her throbbing cock into that dripping snatch. She hardly doubted that the angel would protest overmuch, given the panting, dripping state the formally pure being of light was currently in. Cassiel's lips curved in a sneer as she saw the creature before her. Azrael would never be in such a state, even when desire clawed at her, that angel would surely proudly fight it, standing there and staring at Cassiel, defying her to take the blonde's innocence. And oh, how Cassiel would. There would be no play then. Cassiel would shove her impressive member inside the object of her lust and desire and hammer away until they both screamed loud enough that the lords of Heaven and Hell knew that such a coupling happened.

The demoness realized that she was torturing herself by thinking of her true lust object, and that her impressive cock was already twitching and leaking slightly. This was what happened when you saved up yourself for your angelic breedmates. The demon lightly clicked her tongue against her teeth, smiling down at the poor being. "Well, Samaire, aren't you in a fix?" she said, her tone light and airy. "It looks like you've succumbed to your bodily desires. Why, have you seen your wings? They're already, well, it looks gray from here," argh, how Cassiel's cock throbbed. She shifted again, trying to get comfortable and failing. Not yet. Not yet.

"I'll make you a deal, little angel. If you come over here and treat my demonic cock with your angelic mouth, taking me inside your holy orifice until you choke on my seed, then I will take away the lust that ravages your little body. I'll make it go away, and, even better, I'll give you such release and pleasure that you never thought was even possible," and how Cassiel wanted to just go over and do precisely that. Just flutter over and slam her aching cock into that dripping, delicious angel pussy and hammer till the much needed release happened, painting Samaire's insides with demonic spunk. Cassiel licked her lips at the thought, her eyes flashing with lust as she ran them over the little being. She needed corruption, and she needed it fast. That meant playing with her food a little.

And wasn't the game all the sweeter when you had to work for it? Besides, angelic lips would be nearly as delicious, and the submission, oh, the submission... Just thinking nearly made more seed leak from within the demon. Soon the angel would taste it, taste a flavor not unlike her own, except with a strange cinnamon touch to it, spicier more... sinful. Yes, this whole affair reeked of sin.

 

[thelittledoe]

" We've lost her. "

She could feel the light in her eyes falter, sitting on her knees on the ground as she heaved up a gust of air, closing her eyes tightly as she prevented herself from crying. Instead, her fists were balled and laying in her lap, the white of her dress just slightly stained from how she sat on the cobblestones outside, several soaked with the blood of these fallen wastes. Time had been claimed, but so had the lives of those who had taken it away from her, shoulder shaking as she shuddered in another wave of tears, keeping them only welled up in her eyes. The electric feeling was riveting through her body, causing her skin to tingle and almost burn as she knew Samaire was gone. Azrael knew. It was almost as though she knew that what would become of her, to go after Cassiel, that the same would occur. Would it? Not as long as she lived. Azrael would have to be put to death before she succumbed willingly, and Cassiel knew that.

But they both knew, that this wasn't what Cassiel wanted.

Was it a feeling of burning that she felt, or was it just that she wanted her body ravaged? Perhaps that was exactly what it was, unaware to these unknown desires as she had never once felt them, breathing out softly again as her lustfull eyes stared back at the woman as she spoke, her words almost unregistering. You see, her eyes had taken in the sight of what lay between her legs, the expression on her face yet again mixed with unaware curiosity and desire for whatever this was. Its ooze seemed to be calling her, Samaire's wings twitching almost as though speaking upon their mention, she hadn't yet dared to look at them. She believed the demon's words as true, and even more so when the offer came to take away these fits of desire, her body now seeming to be pulling her toward that throbbing bit of flesh between Cassiel's legs. She needed it.

Her back arched warmly as she began her crawl, her wings high above her head as she crawled on her hands and knees toward the leaking thing Cassiel had called a cock, licking her lips gently as she curiously wondered could she take all of it in her mouth? Well, she would certainly try. The same tongue that had taken a gentle lap of her own lips soon found itself smearing warmly the cum of the demon, the taste causing her to moan just slightly through her open mouth. Soon, her warm mouth began sucking gently on the tip, before her head moved further down, nose aiming for the crotch of this demon as she again took further steps into her descent.

 

[darkest_fate]

Such sinful delight, nearly perfect. In truth, Samaire's lips tingled about Cassiel's throbbing cock. That little circle of flesh ignited the nerves wherever it graced. A spark of holiness, of the angel's nature, remained in the angel, and it was just enough to add that extra spice to the mixture. Cassiel could have quashed it, could easily have overwhelmed Samaire's flickering light with her own darkness, but she elected to relish the sensation, at least at first. The demoness groaned as the angel's tongue flickered over the swollen head. The thick rod pulsed, a small dribble of the seed already leaking. Demon seed corrupted simply with the grace, being anointed with it could already begin the ascend. Willingly sucking it? That would bring a darkness. Cassiel was almost surprised at how easily this angel was falling.

Azrael had better not be this easy to corrupt the demoness thought, her hand wandering down over Samaire's hair. It simply wouldn't be fun if the true treasure fell this quickly. But then again, Samaire had barely left Heaven's Gate, while her superior had existed for as long as the demoness herself. To compare the two was hardly fair. Nor was treating this little piece of meat like she was anything else.

"Yes, that's it, my little fallen slut," hissed the demon. She rocked her hips, sliding her cock within. The angel would not be expecting it, would not have the training or the experience for it. It may even hurt. Cassiel did not care. She knew that an angel could take a good deal of punishment, and she intended to use this little featherweight's mouth like the fuckhole it was destined to become. "Suckle upon that demon cock. Feel it between your lips. Already you're falling, you disgusting little creature," said Cassiel, running her hand along the angel. "Did you spend your time among the Host wondering about the angels that chose male? Did you see some handsome angel's strapping cock and dream of putting it into your tiny little angel pussy? Yes, that must have been how it went. You went home and caressed your flesh, knowing that it would do naught, that it was hopeless. You would spy on the rutting of demon's and speak the right words, all the while wanting to join. Well, now you can."

Cassiel gripped Samaire's head. "Prepare yourself, my filthy fuckmeat," hissed the demon. She thrust her hips forward, teasing, pressing against the back of the angel's throat. "I'm going to fuck your pretty little face till my seed bubbles out," this wasn't what she'd said, but Cassiel was a demon; demons lie. She arched her hips and slammed forward, shoving the entire length of her impressive member into the angel's throat with one hard thrust. There would be no resisting this push. The angel would just feel the demon's cock spear into her. Cassiel did not wait for Samaire's throat to adjust or for the angel to begin sputtering and spitting. She pulled the angel's head, rocked her demon hips, and pulled the cock, gliding it back. She waited till she could feel the head of her cock inside the mouth before shoving forward. She repeated the motion several times, fucking the angel's pretty face with her cock. That demonic organ throbbed, already dribbling more of the seed from it. And its owner smiled as she panted down, looking at the angel's face. She pulled Samaire tight, shoving the angel so her nose was buried against the demon's flesh.

"You are a fuck puppet," cooed Cassiel, reaching one hand to caress Samaire's head. She would hold, watching the angel's expression, wanting to see the reaction as the poor thing realized her new role in existence.