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There’s a fervor inside of Yuuta’s soul, consuming him slowly and making him go berserk the longer he ignores it. It started off small but slowly, it has started to consume every part of his demonic being. He didn’t pay it much attention at first but now, it’s proving that the yearning refuses to be ignored for much longer. It’s gotten to the point where he’s left the comforts of the underworld to seek the cause of it on the surface.
Visiting the surface world isn’t something he does frequently. That’s not to say other demons don’t find pleasure in the surface world but Yuuta goes only when he must, and when sent by his ruler to do his bidding. The surface world is filled with insufferable beings: humans and angels. Of course, not all humans irritate him, there are humans he can lead down the path of temptation, but it’s lost its appeal over the past centuries.
Yuuta stalks the surface for a while, searching and following the yearning inside of him until he comes face to face with the source of it all. It’s the last thing he expects to find, leaving him dazed as he stares ahead. He thought perhaps someone had accidentally summoned him, it’s happened before but no, it seems that’s far from the case.
There, standing past the mountain range Yuuta is perked on, just out of his reach, is an angel with beautiful hair so blonde it appears white, pretty smile, and radiating innocence. He hasn’t been an angel for long, Yuuta can tell just by glancing at him, that and his scent smells of it. Yuuta wonders, what this angel did in his past life to end up in such a heavenly position considering that angels are few and far in between, while demons like himself are a are much more frequent.
He wonders… if he and this angel knew each other once before, maybe in a past life perhaps and that’s what’s causing this possessive yearning inside of him. It’s possible, given that his memories were wiped when he was sent to the underworld all those centuries ago. He zeroes in on the angel and wonders why he and his angel have been brought back together. It must be destiny, since things rarely get his attention anymore and never to this extent. He’s been existing so long that everything has begun to lose its appeal but now, he feels excitement rise inside of him.
Yuuta stands there for a few more moments, stunned, immobilized, and staring at lust in physical form. His hands start to shake the longer he waits and watches his angel lingering close by but so out of reach, oblivious to the demon that’s set his sights on him. Yuuta’s blood howls and saliva collects in his mouth the longer he stares. He has to play it cool but it’s hard, taking everything within him not to throw caution to the wind and surge forward and simply take.
His angel looks naïve and inexperienced the closer Yuuta gets while trying to remain hidden, stunning wings glistening in the air, and pretty eyes full of innocence that immortality will slowly diminish over time. His angel isn’t experienced enough to be wary of demons yet, demons like Yuuta that bring nothing but destruction in their wake. He might not even know how to respond if Yuuta tries to take him back to the underworld at this very moment.
It’s not in the nature of angels after all to fear anything, still trying to uphold the belief that everyone is good, despite where they come from. His angel might be far too trusting still and might even blame himself for attracting Yuuta’s attention. Yuuta knows from past experience that after a few years, angels quickly learn to hate demons.
His angel might be trusting but the group of angels that linger protectively around him look hardened and experienced, eyes sharp like knives as they try and scan the area for danger around them, most likely Yuuta. They won’t be as easily tricked by Yuuta’s antics or that of any demon, they know better.
Patience isn’t a demon’s strength, much less Yuuta’s but the hunger inside of him, one that is quickly mixing with possessiveness demands he stay calm. If the angels discover him, they’ll take his angel away to the heavens, and Yuuta will never let that happen. The heavens are impenetrable by demons, just like the underworld is a place where angels cannot leave once they enter.
He cannot let that happen, absolutely not. This angel is his.
A plan quickly forms in his head: lead the angel away from the group and get him to the underworld, taint him and seal him there forever.
It won’t be easy, but Yuuta is determined at this point. Lust is a strong force and since Yuuta is a demon, he isn’t immune, he’s a slave to it.
Yuuta stays hidden for a few more hours so he doesn’t alert the angels of his presence and have them retreat. When night falls, then does he emerge, red eyes shining in the darkness as he descends the mountain.
His angel is right there, beautiful, trusting, and waiting.
Yuuta crouches down once he’s reached the bottom of the mountain and places his palms on the hard ground, eyes still locked on his angel. He needs to create a distraction to lure his angel away from the others, so slowly, he curls his hands into a fists, making the ground begin to rumble.
Destruction is part of his nature, it’s part of being a demon. He doesn’t even blink as an earthquake erupts on the surface, bringing down everything within its reach. It’s a strong force, given how impatient and greedy Yuuta feels at the moment, almost like the ground can sense what he feels.
Instantly, the angels are on guard, looking around in surprise as things begin to crumble right before their eyes. There’s a large town near the mountains, full of people so the angels surge forward in hopes of stopping the earthquake but the more they scramble, the harder Yuuta curls his fists, making things intensify until it begins to hurt him from the intensity.
Yuuta has been a demon for centuries at this point and through trial and error during that time, he’s managed to learn a lot about angels, sometimes without having even meant to. He knows angels will always try to help, it’s embedded into their souls practically. They aren’t selfish, not like demons.
He watches his angel who reacts with fear, eyes wide as he looks around. His angel wraps his arms and wings around himself. It’s clear the other angels told him to stay back and let them handle this.
It’s the perfect opportunity.
Yuuta stands up and claps his hands, causing thunder to crackle across the sky, roaring loudly. The stars and moon become hidden behind dark, angry clouds as rain starts pouring down. It’s the perfect distraction that keep the other angels busy while Yuuta swoops in and takes his angel before they can notice.
He approaches slowly, every bit a predator stalking his prey. He knows young angels are nervous things and this one is no exception. He blinks a few times to mask his bright eyes in hopes of making himself look more approachable.
“Angel, don’t be scared,” Yuuta says once he’s close enough to his angel. “Let me help you.”
It’s not a lie but it isn’t the complete truth either. Yuuta does want to help him, although his definition of help might differ from the heavens’ own.
His angel looks over at him, trembling, frightened, and drenched from the rain. He looks at Yuuta as if he’s here to help. How wrong his angel is to be looking at Yuuta like this, but Yuuta isn’t about to correct him, not when he’s finally within Yuuta’s grasp.
There’s apprehension in his angel’s gaze sweeps his eyes over the area, finding the other angels still busy, and looking as if he wants to call out to them.
No, absolutely not. Yuuta will not let that happen. He’d sooner be sent to the deepest pits of the underworld ten times over than let these angels steal his angel away.
It’s now or never and well, Yuuta has never been one to forgo a challenge.
“I only wish to help you and get you out of the storm,” Yuuta professes, extending a hand out to his angel. It’s his marked arm, wrapped with different demonic markings that have only solidified his place in the underworld over time. It looks tarnished compared to his angel’s bare, beautiful skin. Yuuta’s fingertips and mouth ache at the thought of covering his angel’s skin with markings of his own. He imagines sucking bruises on his angel’s throat, thighs, and back, anywhere that his mouth can reach. “It’s not safe here, not until the storm passes.”
His angel looks apprehensive. He glances towards the other angels again but finds them busy still, far off in the distance. He shakes his head, closing his eyes when the thunder roars in the sky again, bright enough that it illuminates his pretty features. With a bit of hesitation, his angel reaches forward and skims his fingers among Yuuta’s arm. Yuuta nearly jumps from the surprise but is instantly embedded with his angel’s form of language.
I don’t know you, his angel signs, looks towards the other angels again with longing, as if hoping they would be returning by now. Yuuta swallows at being able to understand him, he feels blessed.
Yuuta tries to remain calm and redirects his angel’s attention, finding it difficult to have to share his angel’s attention now that he has it. “They’re busy helping others, we shouldn’t bother them,” he lies. He honestly doesn’t have the slightest clue of what’s happening, just knows he has to work fast. He isn’t in the mood to fight angels right now, much less to the death, that would be a bummer and take forever.
He just needs to convince his angel, then the other angels won’t be able to stop them, and he’ll be able to take them far from here and buy them time. “I came here to help you, angel.”
Who are you? His angel asks, pretty eyes filled with worry and confusion. His pretty lips form a pouty frown and Yuuta’s eyes are drawn to it, wanting nothing more than to sink his teeth into it.
“I’m just someone who wants to keep you safe and get you out of the storm,” Yuuta promises, coming closer until they’re only a small space apart. “Trust me.”
His angel doesn’t look convinced, but the rain gets falling, soaking him even more and his wings completely. He’s a young angel that Yuuta knows he can’t get back to the heavens on his own, he needs the others to help him, but the others are busy. They’ll be busy until morning with how strong the storm is, how much damage the earthquake is doing, and will do in its wake. His angel is vulnerable by himself and Yuuta can’t leave him alone, not when someone might come in and take him, not when Yuuta saw him first.
“Angels are always supposed to help the greater good, right?” Yuuta tries one final approach, hoping to get the response he wants from his angel so they can leave. “The longer you sit out here, in the rain, wet, and cold, the more you’re going to make your angel friends worry while they struggle to save everyone.”
His angel frowns as realization begins to sink in. I don’t want them to worry about me, he admits.
His eyebrows furrow together in distress. They shouldn’t be worrying about me right now, not when they’re saving people that aren’t meant to die tonight. Not when I’m the only reason they descended from the heavens today, he stresses. I just wanted to see the surface again… that’s all I wanted.
“Then, come with me, angel,” Yuuta tries to coax him, extending his hand once more. “It’s the only way.”
After a long moment of silence, his angel finally takes his hand just as another rumble of thunder roars above them.
Yuuta smiles, eyes glowing the slightest shade of red, hidden by the storm as his angel’s hand interlacing with his own, tainted, and bare skin mixing, reminding the demon once more of kismet.
“Just hold on to me,” Yuuta says, bringing his angel in closer, greedily inhaling his sweet scent. Now that Yuuta has him, no one will take him away, ever. He makes quick work of pulling his angel into his arms until they’re chest to chest. He hoists him up and slides his hands under his thighs to hold him close. His angel is a warm, soft weight like this, practically melting Yuuta from the inside out at the feeling. It feels so… right like they were always meant to be together.
His angel nods against Yuuta’s chest, wrapping his arms, soft arms adorned with golden bracelets, around Yuuta’s neck so he doesn’t slide off. He buries his face into Yuuta’s shoulder when the thunder roars again, feeding that possessive longing inside of the demon without even realizing it.
Yuuta grins, all sharp teeth, when he sees an angel in the distance notice what’s just happened. It’s been a long time since an angel was taken by a demon, long enough that most angels have forgotten it’s a possibility, that they are far from immune to temptation despite being divine. The angel’s eyes burn in the dark night, white with rage as they rush over, becoming nothing but a blur of bright light in the night, yelling something in the distance as they approach, something Yuuta barely manages to catch.
Toge.
Toge.
Toge.
Yuuta only blinks twice and suddenly, he and his angel are gone. No longer are they in the middle of the storm in the dead of night, now they’re near the entrance of the underworld, just a few kilometers from where the surface cracks and lets those willing enter.
Normally, if Yuuta was alone, he’d be able to enter the underworld at will but having his angel with him makes that impossible. Humans and angels alike must enter the underworld through the crack on the surface if they are still living or divine. It’s a condition that demons were forced to accept unless they wanted another war between the underworld and heavens.
The only problem now is that his angel will have to enter willingly and Yuuta will make sure of that.
His angel is even graceful up close, his skin is smooth, eyelashes full, and far too trusting even while he sleeps. Yuuta finds it difficult to look away even for a second, not wanting to miss anything, especially the moment his angel awakens. Yuuta wants to be the first thing his angel sees when his lovely, vibrant eyes open. They have all the time anyway, given that they’re stuck in this domain, a place Yuuta has created just for them. It’s not exactly the underworld, surface, or even the heavens, it’s nothing yet everything. It’s a place where no one will find them for a while, not until his angel chooses to walk into the underworld willingly, and that time will come.
Now, Yuuta has plenty of time to convince him while the heavens deploys groups of angels to search for his angel. They won’t find them, Yuuta made sure of it. It’s a power all demons wield and a power that makes them impossible for the heavens to eliminate.
So now, Yuuta sits with his angel cradled in his arms. He keeps looking at him, finding him lovely dressed in white and gold, much like most divine things, but he also craves to see him naked, wants to see him covered in bites, marks, wants to see him wrapped in Yuuta’s possessions and, nothing else.
The hunger inside of Yuuta has been calmed for the most part since he took his angel but it’s quickly morphed from a simple hunger to a gluttonous beast that thrives off being around his angel and keeping him close. It’s practically rumbling inside of him with possessiveness and lust the longer he holds his angel this close. It wants so desperately to take his angel away, now, where no one can ever separate them, but it simply isn’t possible, at least not for now.
His angel’s lips twitch in his sleep. He must be tired after such a long night. Yuuta frowns at the thought. Those other angels were stupid, ignorant, and worthless. What were they thinking having his angel out where everyone could see him?
Idiots.
Yuuta leans down until he’s only a few centimeters from his angel’s face and exhales slowly, finding it satisfying to see his demonic mark wash over his angel’s face. It’s a faint glow of dark, blood red haze that slowly seeps into his angel’s skin. Yuuta wants to be greedy and taint and mark him now but he won’t, he’ll wait until his angel is awake for any of that. Yuuta will be good for once in his life. Besides, he knows better than anyone that impatience will only ruin this if he rushes, and he refuses to lose what’s his this time.
His angel’s wings are crumpled right now, trapped between his body and Yuuta’s. They aren’t permanently ruined but they will be eventually. His angel won’t have a use for them in the underworld. He won’t have anywhere to go and won’t long for anything. None of Yuuta’s precious things suffer and his angel won’t be the first.
Yuuta brings a hand up to his angel’s face and traces his thumb over his angel’s lips. It looks wrong and it must be, considering that something as damned as Yuuta should never touch something as beautiful and pure as his angel, with marked hands that have black painted nails that extend and sharpen when needed.
“Mine,” Yuuta whispers, leaning down to whisper the word over and over in his angel’s ear. Demons are possessive creatures and Yuuta is no exception to that. His angel makes a soft noise when Yuuta’s lips skim over his ear, one that makes Yuuta’s mouth water and teeth ache to bite. It’s a pretty sound, one the demon wants to hear until its owner is reduced to nothing but a sight of even prettier tears.
It isn’t long until his angel stirs. He blinks a few times as he looks around and tries to make sense of where he is. His eyes snap open when he sees Yuuta, sees how closely the demon is, and just where he’s sitting.
His angel gasps, hurrying to get off Yuuta’s lap.
“Angel, it’s alright,” Yuuta tries to calm him down. He sits up with his angel and puts a hand on his waist to keep him from falling out of his lap. “I carried you here, remember?” He asks. “You were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you up, you looked tired.”
His angel sits up. Thank you, he sighs as he shakes out his wings. He looks around. I didn’t think I’d slept that long.
“You did,” Yuuta says, blinking once to make his eyes go from red to a mellow blue, a color he remembers from his humanity. “But it’s alright, you had a hard night.”
Thank you for helping me last night, his angel signs, bowing his head. It makes a surge of hunger rush through Yuuta at the motion. But I have to go now, I have to go back, his angel insists, wings fluttering desperately behind him. They’re probably searching for me and wondering where I am.
“Are they?” Yuuta asks, making his angel’s lips pinch in a small frown. “You’ve been asleep for a while now and we’re somewhere they could find you easily,” he lies. “But I haven’t heard anything from anyone.”
What? His angel signs, eyes going wide at Yuuta’s words. But, no, they would look for me, they told me that if anything happened they would come for me. They care about me. He is trying his best to remain confident but Yuuta can see the insecurity clear as day in his eyes.
“You think they care about you, angel?” Yuuta asks, cooing the words as if he’s talking to a small creature. “When the heavens are full of a million of you?” He lies.
Yes, his angel signs. They said they did. They promised me that when we descend that we would return together.
“The storm ended hours ago, angel,” Yuuta lies, reaching forward to run his knuckles down his angel’s forearm where a gold band adorns his skin. “And I haven’t heard anything from anyone.”
His angel looks conflicted, but he doesn’t shy away from Yuuta’s touch. Perhaps they just don’t know where I went or where you brought me? He tries to reason.
Now, it’s Yuuta’s turn to frown. “The only thing I did was save you, angel, I brought you somewhere you’d be safe and they could find you,” he states, feeling bad when his angel looks hurt by his harsh words but not bad enough to back down. “I just wanted to help you and here you are, implying that it’s my fault your friends aren’t coming back for you.”
His angel flusters. No, I just, his signs before curling his hands into fists for a moment. I just want to go home, that’s all.
“To the heavens?” Yuuta asks him, running his knuckles up from his angel’s forearm to his neck. He’s warm and soft, everything Yuuta has ever wanted in his life.
His angel nods. It’s the only place I want to be right now, he signs as he looks around at where they are.
“But you’ve only recently became an angel,” Yuuta points out. “Aside from what you once knew on the surface, you don’t know the heavens at all to long for them that much.”
They’ve all been kind and welcoming to me there, his angel argues, eyes turning down towards the ground. I like it there; I want to go back.
Yuuta sighs. His hand slides around his angel’s neck until it’s resting on his nape. His angel is so docile, polite, and almost perfect. “But do you even know if they want you back?”
His angel looks up and blinks now that Yuuta is closer. What? He signs.
“You said you asked them to bring you to the surface, right?” Yuuta asks, shaking his head when his angel nods. “Are you sure what happened last night wasn’t a test of your worth now that you’re an angel?” He points out. “To see if you’re worthy of being in the heavens?”
His angel’s eyes blur a little with unshed tears. It seems that Yuuta’s words hit him where it hurts the most. I didn’t think of it like that, his angel confesses. They told me nothing bad would happen on the surface, but something bad did happen and maybe I should’ve known better… anyone who is worthy of ascending would’ve known better, he signs, swallowing when Yuuta gives his nape a gentle squeeze.
Yuuta hums. “Well, maybe they lied to you, angel, to test you or to fool you,” he speculates, feeling his angel’s wings flutter against his arm. “Who is to say they didn’t lie to you when they told you to stay put last night?” He lies.
His angel frowns again, practically pouting. But I just wanted to listen and be good, that’s why I stayed where they left me.
“Oh, angel, you are so good,” Yuuta reassures him, giving him another squeeze. “But not everyone sees that, you have to understand that.”
But I have to return to the heavens, his angel keeps persisting, making Yuuta’s eye twitch in frustration and almost give away its dark, red glow. I belong there, he argues, almost like he’s trying to convince himself more than anyone else. I have to get back to the heavens.
“Do you?” Yuuta counters, admiring how his black nails look in contrast to his angel’s bare skin. It almost reminds the demon of a chain around his angel’s throat.
His angel nods. Why else would I have ascended if not to spend eternity there? He signs. He is trying his best to keep his composure but Yuuta can sense his panic, laced with fear, and insecurity.
His angel isn’t wrong. He was probably meant to live in the heavens for the rest of eternity. He was probably a remarkable person in his past life, one that lived a life of good that made him worthy of ascending. Just by looking at him, Yuuta can see that the heavens made the right call by choosing him. They made the right call because they eventually led him to Yuuta and that’s exactly where his angel needs to be, now and forever. The heavens chose someone beyond worthy of angel-hood, but Yuuta can’t let them have him, not when he belongs to Yuuta and the underworld.
“You ascended because you’re special,” Yuuta points out. “But that doesn’t particularly mean that you’re meant to be in the heavens.”
I have to be in the heavens, his angel keeps insisting. I have to be there.
“The heavens seem just fine without you there,” Yuuta states, although, he imagines that the heavens must be scrambling right now in search of his angel. It’s been a long time since an angel was taken and even longer since one was led down a path of damnation.
His angel shakes his head. No, I have to go back before it’s too late.
“Too late for what?” Yuuta asks him, amused more than anything. He runs his hand down his angel’s back, right over his soft wings, wings that remind the demon of his angel’s innocence, innocence the demon wants to ruin until nothing remains.
His angel merely shakes his head, looking far too apprehensive for Yuuta’s liking because he wants to know everything about his angel, wants him laid bare for the demon, and hates the thought of secrets between them. Yuuta is greedy, it’s in his nature, but he’s quickly becoming extremely jealous at the mere thought of anyone else knowing things about his angel that he doesn’t. The possessive monster inside of him shrieks, demanding to know everything and it won’t be sated until its learned it all.
“Tell me,” Yuuta mumbles with the slightest bit of heat behind his words. He runs his fingers through his angel’s wings, soft at first before giving them an experimental tug.
His angel swallows, giving Yuuta a pretty view of his throat. Being a demon, Yuuta can smell negative emotions. They appeal to him, much like food probably once did back when he was human, they make his face scrunch in feign anger because in reality he feasts on those emotions. The other angels… they worry that I’m in danger of being tainted when I’m away from the heavens. That’s why there’s seals on my cheeks and tongue.
“Tainted?” Yuuta chuckles, looking at the seal markings on his cheeks. He wonders what the seal on his tongue looks like. “And why is that, angel?”
Because, his angel confesses, smelling heavily of guilt. They say every angel faces a calamity after ascending and mine will come in the form of temptation, it’s written on my soul, that’s why I have the seals.
Ah.
Now, this is an interesting revelation and it makes Yuuta wonder if his angel also feels the yearning inside of him, just in a different way. He wonders if his angel is naïve to it still, if he is suppressing it in hopes of being good. It’s becoming clearer to Yuuta with every passing second that they’re both doomed to a fate together, one Yuuta will make sure of.
“That scares you, angel?” Yuuta asks him.
His angel nods, lips wobbling. I just want to be good, I want to be worthy.
“I think you’re worthy, so extremely worthy,” Yuuta confesses. He means it, every word of it. His angel is the epitome of divinity, of the heavens, and everything in between.
You don’t even know me, his angel points out. How could you even say such a thing?
“I knew you enough to know you were worth saving back there in the middle of the storm,” Yuuta points out. “I could’ve just left and you would’ve been taken by the storm but I didn’t do that, not like those other angels you consider friends.”
They care about me, his angel keeps arguing.
“Where are they then, angel?” Yuuta sneers, giving his angel’s wings another tug. “I brought you somewhere they could find you while the storm passed but yet here you are still, with me, and no one else.”
His angel looks hurt by his words but that’s alright, Yuuta will lick his wounds later on. He won’t let anyone ever disappoint his angel, never again.
“I care about you,” Yuuta whispers. “I care about you so much more than any of those angels in the heavens ever did and ever will.” He tugs again and this time, his angel jumps in reaction and reaches out to grab Yuuta’s marked arm with his hands.
My wings are delicate, his angel states with a pouty frown. You shouldn’t do that. He wraps his hands around Yuuta’s arm to stop him from tugging on them.
Yuuta looks down to the ground where a few feathers have already fallen to the floor, tainted black by his touch. His angel says nothing about it but he follows Yuuta’s gaze down for a moment, whimpering slightly at the sight before looking back up. “You shouldn’t doubt that I care about you then,” Yuuta chides him.
His angel drops his arm to sign. I don’t even know you, his angel huffs, staring at Yuuta with narrowed eyes, trying to figure him out. Who are you?
“Like I told you earlier,” Yuuta repeats himself. “Just someone that cares about you.”
Are you another angel? His angel asks the demon as he takes in his features. You have the features.
Yuuta smiles. “Maybe in a past life,” he sighs with a wink.
Fallen angel, they’ve called him before in the underworld. He doesn’t know if it’s true or not, or what they mean by it. Demon-hood is all he knows and cares to remember. It’s possible he was once an angel or something like that once, it’s possible that he fell from the heavens, given that every demon and human he’s encountered has told him that he could pass for one when his red eyes and markings are hidden.
His angel blinks as Yuuta’s words begin to sink in. You’re not human, he points out. Humans can’t do what you do but you’re no angel.
“No, I’m far from an angel,” Yuuta agrees. “You know what I am, angel, I know you aren’t that naïve.” Yuuta brings his free hand that isn’t tangled in his angel’s wings up to cup his angel’s face, holding him firmly as he stares at the markings on his cheeks. “Say it.”
His angel tries to shake his head but he’s limited by the hold Yuuta has on him.
“Are you scared?” Yuuta asks him, eyes narrowed. “Are you afraid of me, of what I am?” He keeps going, tilting his angel’s face further back as he leans in closer. “Because of what they teach you in the heavens about demons, hm?”
His angel nods. Demons only bring temptation and damnation. He barely manages to sign but Yuuta can understand him.
Yuuta clicks his tongue. “I bet they teach you that only angels are worthy of kindness and love,” he huffs. “Yet, who saved you when you were left out on your own?” He asks. “It wasn’t angels, was it?”
His angel frowns as a hurt expression spreads across his face. No, he signs, smelling defeated. It was you.
“It was me and no one else,” Yuuta reminds him. “But I’m the one you should fear according to them?” He shakes his head. “The only thing the heavens ever did was fill your head with poison, angel.”
No, they were good, his angel argues, closing his eyes when Yuuta plucks more feathers.
“They were good?” Yuuta repeats in bewilderment, scoffing. “The ones who left you alone when they could sense a demon nearby?” He argues. “The ones who left you alone to perish in a storm?”
His angel doesn’t respond but he reeks of embarrassment and disappointment, telling Yuuta everything he needs to know.
“Who helped you?” Yuuta asks him, plucking more feathers.
You, his angel signs.
“And what am I?” Yuuta presses.
A demon, his angel answers him, looking up slowly.
“A demon,” Yuuta declares. “A demon helped you while your fellow angels left you to parish.”
You helped me, his angel signs, looking conflicted at the admission. Despite being a demon you helped me when I needed it the most.
“I did,” Yuuta says, pursing his lips as he overlooks his angel’s face. “Because I find you worthy, angel, unlike those angels who left you to suffer. I will always find you worthy.”
It’s quiet for a few minutes but Yuuta sees his angel’s eyebrows furrowing as he thinks. He admires his angel’s lovely features and how well they come together. His angel could be made of marble given how well he’s carved and molded, as if he was created with Yuuta in mind.
Thank you, his angel signs. For saving me and for finding me worthy.
Yuuta coos as he caresses his angel’s cheek with his thumb, skimming it over the marks. “What’s your name, angel?” He finally asks the question that’s been hanging off the tip of his tongue for hours now.
He has a suspicion of what it could be but he needs to hear it from his angel’s lips directly. A demon must hear your name directly from you to tie their soul to you. It’s one thing to take his angel’s wings away and take him to the underworld but it’s another thing completely to be able to bind his angel’s soul to him. Yuuta wants—needs to hear his angel speak his name because it’s another steel cord that binds them together for eternity. Yuuta senses that his angel hasn’t said his name yet for this reason but it’s time now. It’s probably one of the only things he can say. His angel is smart despite being naïve, and Yuuta is certain the heavens warned him about revealing his name to a demon, time and time again but Yuuta has run out of patience.
He moves to caress his angel’s bottom lip, pulling the fatty flesh down to get a peek at his pretty teeth and the marking on his tongue. “Tell me.”
“Toge,” his angel—Toge says.
Yuuta’s eyes pulsate red as Toge’s soul binds itself to the demon and if he ever leaves, Yuuta will be able to find him anywhere and sense him. He doesn’t feel his eyes flash but knows it happened just by the way Toge’s eyes go wide from surprise. It’s like Toge is seeing him through a new lens and seeing him for what he is: a demon.
“Toge,” Yuuta repeats, trying the name out for himself. “Lovely, you are so lovely, angel.”
And all mine.
What do they call you? Toge signs.
“You can call me Yuuta,” Yuuta tells his angel, revealing the name he descended into the underworld with, long ago when he fell. It’s been so long now that Yuuta has obtained many names but this one is special…this one is meant only for his angel to use. “Just you, though, only you.”
“Yuuta,” his angel says, looking at Yuuta with far less fear than he had previously.
Yuuta keeps them in this domain he created for a long time, maybe two weeks, maybe more. Time bleeds together here, making it feel like it’s only been an hour when in reality, a whole day has passed by.
It’s quiet and if Yuuta could, he’d keep them here forever but that isn’t possible. Soon enough, Yuuta will need to return to the underworld to regain strength and he plans on taking his angel with him.
Toge has been spending every waking moment next to Yuuta. He refuses to leave Yuuta’s side for more than a few minutes, content to sit next to the demon and lay his head on Yuuta’s shoulder while he rests. Yuuta doesn’t mind, he doesn’t mind it one bit, because they’re growing closer.
Every piece of fruit Yuuta feeds Toge is directly from the underworld, it’s tainted, much like him. It’s fruit he made sure was waiting for him when he conjured up this domain they’re in. He feels his blood run hot when he places the fruit between Toge’s lips and watches his angel eat it, can’t help but feel saliva pool in his mouth when the juice runs down Toge’s chin. Toge doesn’t need to eat anymore since he’s an angel, just like Yuuta doesn’t either since he’s a demon. It’s something they left behind in their humanity long ago but it’s something they can still partake in without real benefit, although eating tainted fruit does nothing except taint the soul, angel or not. Toge only eats it because he can sense that Yuuta wants him to and it pleases the demon.
It’s a slow process, earning Toge’s trust but Yuuta is willing to pay the price if it means having his angel for eternity. At the times that his angel sleeps in what has now become a bed made of feathers Yuuta has plucked from his wings, Yuuta will hold him close and whisper in his ear all night. He’ll whisper about how they’re meant to be together, how no one but Yuuta will ever love him, and that Yuuta never will abandon him. There was whimpering protests to the feather plucking earlier since angel wings do not regrow and are only bestowed upon those ascended once but Toge quickly decided that he’d rather sacrifice his wings than upset Yuuta enough for the demon to leave him, as if Yuuta would ever do such a thing.
Now, every time Toge awakens, he’ll search the area around him until his eyes land on Yuuta and he’ll light up at the sight of him. He doesn’t care that they lay on a bed made from his wings, all he cares about is making sure Yuuta is here with him.
“Here,” Yuuta says, offering Toge another piece of tainted fruit.
Toge is sitting in Yuuta’s lap, straddling him to stay close to him. He always want to be close to Yuuta this days.
His angel opens his mouth and lets Yuuta feed him another pomegranate seed.
“Good?” Yuuta smiles at him, wiping the excess juice off Toge’s lips and chin, but he only succeeds in spreading it more, painting Toge red. The marking on his angel’s tongue is already stained.
Toge nods, giving him a small smile.
Yuuta keeps feeding him pomegranate seeds until he notices the juice staining Toge’s white clothing. He’s been wearing the white clothing since Yuuta found him and Yuuta hates it. But now, it’s stained with specks of red and the demon finds that he doesn’t hate it as much.
He leans closer and tilts his head down to inspect the stains. “We’ll get you better clothes soon,” he says but his mind goes blank and he freezes where he stands when he smells it in the air.
The smell of lust and desire. It’s coming from his angel.
Yuuta hums as he looks back up. Gently, he puts the food aside and puts a hand on Toge’s waist, staining the clothing even more. “What is it, angel, what do you want?”
Toge shakes his head, looking awfully guilty. Nothing, he signs.
“I think you want something,” Yuuta taunts him. “It’s alright, just ask me.”
Toge flusters but says nothing. Yuuta can’t help but feel delighted. He’s been waiting for Toge to initiate anything sexual. He needs his angel to be willing when they cross into the underworld and this was a crucial step, one Yuuta thought was going to take much longer.
“You know I’ll give you anything you want,” Yuuta reminds him, a half truth half life. Yuuta will give him anything he wants, as long as it’s something Yuuta deems necessary. “Come on, angel, tell me,” he coos, pulling Toge in closer by the grip he has on his waist.
Angels shouldn’t want what I want, Toge signs with hesitation, but doesn’t shy away when Yuuta gets closer, if anything his eyes fill with anticipation.
“Is that so?” Yuuta smiles.
Toge nods. Angels shouldn’t do what I want to do. Despite his signs, he slowly gets closer and lets their foreheads rest together. He smells heavily of guilt.
He gasps when Yuuta’s tongue licks over his pouty lips, cleaning off the the remaining pomegranate juice but he doesn’t shy away, if anything, his own tongue pokes out to let Yuuta get a taste of it too.
Yuuta laughs in amusement, lapping at Toge’s stained, marked tongue a few times before his angel pulls it back into his mouth. He traces the seam of Toge’s lips, savoring the taste he’s been dreaming of since the first time he saw him. He slides his other hand down to settle on Toge’s other hip to hold him close. Slowly, he lets his nails begin to tear at the clothing that clings to his angel’s body. “But you’re not like most angels,” he points out as he smells the lust in the air that radiates from both of them. “You like this, you want this, I know you do,” he whispers. “And I want to give it to you.”
Finally, the clothing gives away and Yuuta’s fingers meet his angel’s bare skin, warm and soft. He pulls Toge closer until he’s sat directly over the demon’s crotch. He bucks up then, to let his angel know he wants it too, and smiles when Toge gasps at the feeling before scrambling to grab his shoulders.
“I can smell that you want it,” Yuuta taunts him, taking another inhale of his angel’s lust, thick and heavy in the air. It’s an addicting smell that keeps Yuuta in a haze, one he wants to stay in forever.
“Mhm,” his angel whimpers, holding tight onto Yuuta’s back and shoulders, pulling at the demon’s black clothing. “Yuuta.”
“Pretty, angel, I already told you, I’ll give you anything you want,” Yuuta coos at him, sliding a hand up to grab at his angel’s wings again to tear off more feathers. There can’t be much left at this point. They’re sitting in a pile of them since Yuuta has been tearing them off since they arrived here.
His angel pulls back. I’ll be ruined, he signs. The heavens won’t take me back if they knew I want this. He hides his face in Yuuta’s neck. Yuuta can’t help but shiver at the feeling of his angel’s warm breath on his skin. It’s addicting.
Yuuta huffs as he slides a hand around his angel’s waist and keeps the other one on his waist. “Then stay with me,” he proposes, as if his angel ever had a choice.
His angel mumbles a word of hesitation into his neck, curling in more onto Yuuta’s lap. He gasps, wet and hot each time Yuuta thrusts up.
“Stay with me,” Yuuta says again. “Be mine.”
Toge looks up at him with eyes full of uncertainty as if not believing Yuuta could ever want that.
“They don’t want you in the heavens, angel, why can’t you see that?” Yuuta coos at him, tightening his grip. “They won’t love you in the heavens like I will.”
Yuuta leans forward again, this time, stopping only a few centimeters away from Toge’s mouth. He doesn’t miss the way his angel’s eyes close and his lips part, expecting and wanting but not wanting to close the gap himself, as if trying to cling to the last bit of purity and self restraint he has. Too bad he’ll have to come and get it to have it.
“Go to them then,” Yuuta whispers, words heated, watching his angel’s eyes open filled with frustration. “Go back to the heavens where you want to be so desperately, where they don’t value you enough to even search for you,” he lies. “I saved you because I found you worthy, more than they ever have, but you’re desperate to leave, so go.”
“Yuuta—” his angel starts to argue.
“Go back to them then,” Yuuta demands, louder this time.
His angel looks around them and finds nothing, no exit and no entrance. I can’t, he signs in frustration, looking back at Yuuta, reeking of sadness.
“Why?” Yuuta keeps pushing him.
Because, they didn’t come for me, his angel admits, going back to grabbing onto Yuuta’s shoulders as if afraid to let go.
“But you’re so desperate to return to them,” Yuuta points out. “So desperate for their approval when they don’t care about you, not the way I do. I’m the one who has been feeding you and keeping you safe all this time, not them, you probably haven’t even been a thought in their heads.”
His angel frowns and hangs his head.
Yuuta leans in when he sees tears slide down his angel’s face. “Don’t cry, angel,” he whispers. “You know I care about you, don’t you?” He asks. “Isn’t that enough for you?” He wipes the tears away and lets his angel collapse against his chest and cry. “Or are you greedy for more?”
His angel shakes his head against Yuuta’s chest before pulling back. He’s so pretty when he cries, Yuuta thinks to himself, finding the sight of his flushed cheeks and rapid breaths endearing. Pretty, divine thing.
Just you is enough, his angel signs, sniffling. I won’t be greedy, he promises. I won’t be tempted by greed, I’ll be good for you, I’ll stay with you.
“You’ll be good?” Yuuta mumbles, cupping his angel’s nape to pull him back to look at him.
I’ll be good, his angel swears. Don’t leave me behind, he begs. I don’t want to be alone.
Yuuta coos. “Oh, sweet angel,” he sighs. “I won’t ever leave you alone, not even when you’re greedy and tainted.”
As long as he is tainted by Yuuta and greedy for Yuuta’s love and his love alone.
You promise? His angel asks.
“I swear it,” Yuuta promises. “I saved you, didn’t I?” He asks, smiling when his angel nods. “Then, you’re mine, and I won’t ever leave you.”
I want you to kiss me, his angel signs, scent mixing with shame. Please, that’s what I want.
Yuuta smiles and pulls him close by the grip on his nape. “Come here then, angel, let me give you what you want.”
Toge doesn’t hesitate to kiss Yuuta then, rushed and inexperienced. Yuuta almost loses his mind the moment their lips touch and when his angel whines. It’s a delicious sound, made even better by the way his angel opens his mouth for Yuuta, desperate and needy for more. Yuuta licks into his mouth, over his marked tongue, just as hungry, tasting and leaving his own mark behind in every way he can.
His angel shifts closer on his lap, trying to get closer to Yuuta. Yuuta welcomes him with open arms and puts a hand on his bare asscheek to keep him steady. He slides his other hand up and rips the remaining fabric off Toge, finding the barrier between them annoying.
His. His. His.
He wants to feel every part of his angel. They were meant to be together and he won’t waste another moment after how long it took him to find him.
Toge whines when Yuuta bites down on his bottom lip and sucks it into his mouth. The sound sends Yuuta into a frenzy, making him lap at his angel’s tongue before sucking it into his mouth, creating nothing but a mess of saliva between them, saliva that runs down his angel’s chin.
Yuuta keeps pulling at his angel’s feathers during the kiss every chance he gets. He won’t let his angel leave him. No one will ever love his angel as much as Yuuta does. The heavens don’t deserve him, he’s Yuuta’s and no one else’s. Without wings, his angel is vulnerable and without a way to return to the heavens, so he needs Yuuta to protect him, even if Yuuta is the reason for the destruction of his wings. Yuuta wants his angel to need him and him alone, now and for the rest of eternity.
He pulls back and grins as he sees Toge’s flushed face, dilated eyes, glossy lips that have been bitten red, and chin covered in saliva. He looks like a dream, especially now that he’s naked.
“You’re so beautiful,” Yuuta tells him, looking down at his angel and taking him all in. “Did you know that?” He asks as he leans back in and mouths at his angel’s neck.
His angel shakes his head, shyly gripping at Yuuta’s hair as he keens in delight every time Yuuta gives him another love-bite. Yuuta pulls back and gives his angel a confused look. Angels aren’t supposed to be vain, his angel explains.
“That’s stupid,” Yuuta huffs, leaning back in to suck on his angel’s neck, making marks bloom on his skin. He licks and bites at his creations, finding himself growing more and more possessive and insatiable with each passing second. “You’re beautiful.”
His angel doesn’t reply again and Yuuta finds that he doesn’t like that very much.
“Do you not think so?” Yuuta asks him, pulling back to face his angel.
His angel looks down at their laps, face blushing when he sees Yuuta’s hard cock straining against his black clothing and realizes that he is naked. He tries to cover himself but Yuuta grabs his hands before he can succeed.
“I asked you a question,” Yuuta repeats himself, giving Toge’s wrists a squeeze before dropping them. “Answer me, angel.”
No, his angel signs. I don’t think so.
“Look at me,” Yuuta demands. “Do you trust me?”
Slowly, Toge looks up at him through his eyelashes. Yes, he signs.
“Good,” Yuuta says, pushing his angel back onto the mock bed of feathers he’s made over the time they’ve been here inthis domain.
His angel lands on his back, legs spread open and leaning back on his forearms. He looks shy, looks embarrassed, and Yuuta will simply not have of this. Not when his angel is the epitome of everything beautiful on the surface, the underworld, and the heavens. He should be worshiped, should be the only heavenly relic to exist even if Yuuta knows he’d never allow that. His angel is his, but it’s fun to imagine. Maybe in another world, Yuuta would burn every place of worship until only his angel remained and everyone would have no other option but to bow at his feet.
Yuuta stalks forward on his hands and knees, keeping his eyes glued to his angel. “Let me show you then, angel, let me show you just how beautiful I know you are.”
Toge shakes his head in uncertainty but he smells of pure lust, letting Yuuta know this is exactly what he wants too.
Yuuta stops near his angel’s thighs and noses at the left one. “Look at you,” he whispers, pressing kisses onto the skin before biting down, making his angel jerk. “Lovely.”
And all mine.
He takes his time and covers every centimeter of Toge’s thighs, leaving behind indentations of his teeth anywhere possible, especially on the insides of Toge’s thighs where he’s most sensitive. He finds that his angel is so needy, so desperate to be touched and starts whining at the smallest bit of attention. So, Yuuta feigns ignorance as avoids Toge’s leaking cock, pretty and hard, eager to be touched.
Toge becomes nothing but a mess of moans the longer Yuuta keeps worshipping him, especially when Yuuta bends his legs at the knee and keeps kissing and biting at his ass.
“Do you like my mouth here, angel?” Yuuta asks him before mouthing at the swell of one of Toge’s asscheeks. He doesn’t hesitate to sink his teeth into the plump flesh, making Toge gasp and reach down to grab at Yuuta’s hair.
Toge groans in approval, so loud his voice breaks the longer Yuuta goes on like this.
“Good,” Yuuta grins and he means it. He keeps going, still playing stupid and feeling amused when Toge starts writhing on the bed of feathers. He bites down particularly hard when Toge cums, untouched and unprovoked. “It feels that good?” He teases.
Toge says nothing and covers his face with his hands, clearly embarrassed.
“Don’t worry, I’m about to make you feel even better,” Yuuta admits, flipping Toge over to lay on his stomach. “Oh, look at you,” he coos, sliding a hand over Toge’s ass. He makes sure to bring his hand down on the fatty flesh, making it jiggle. “You’re so fucking lovely.”
He looks towards his angel’s back and accesses what’s left of his wings. There isn’t much but still some remains and well, Yuuta will have to make sure to get rid of that soon.
Yuuta rests his head on Toge’s lower back, giving him a kiss there before moving down to kiss his asscheeks, now tinted a slight red from Yuuta’s smacks earlier. It makes Yuuta feel just a bit settled at seeing his physical mark on Toge but it isn’t enough, he needs more.
“Come on, up, angel,” Yuuta instructs, helping his angel onto all fours and slowly, pushing his torso down until he’s face down, ass up. “Perfect,” he praises Toge. “Such a good listener.”
Toge smells unsure from where he rests the side of his face on the feathers.
“The best,” Yuuta hurries to reassure him, crawling behind Toge. He blinks a few times until this domain gives him what he wants and suddenly, there is more than enough oil to cover his angel in a hundred times over. He pours it all over his angel’s ass, making him gasp from the cold, leaning forward to get a look at Toge’s face. “You trust me, right, angel?”
I trust you, Toge barely manages to sign.
“Good,” Yuuta coos before gripping Toge’s ass and spreading him apart to let the oil run down it. He spits on it as well and watches his spit and the oil mix around Toge’s hole. “Only me,” he adds on before diving in.
Toge gasps, body bucking from the sensation. Yuuta huffs and holds him still, licking at Toge’s rim and lapping at it with his tongue. His angel tastes so good, innocent and his. He keeps going, spreading the oil and saliva until he has enough leeway to start fucking his tongue into him.
“Yuuta!” Toge moans, sounding unsure of what to do with himself. He pulls away but pushes back constantly, as if chasing the feeling but finding it overwhelming.
Yuuta keeps going, not relenting in his pursuit. He keeps fucking his tongue into Toge, sucking at the rim, and making a mess of saliva and oil. He wants to hear Toge make his divine sounds forever and wants to be the one to cause them. He digs his fingers into Toge’s thighs more, trying to keep him still and eager to mark him up more.
He pulls away when he can feel his angel trembling under him, unable to keep himself up anymore. He’s probably overstimulated.
Cute, Yuuta thinks as he pulls away and sits back on his heels.
“Did you like that?” Yuuta asks, watching Toge collapse on his side facing away from Yuuta, chest rising quickly as he tries to catch his breath. When Toge doesn’t answer, Yuuta circles his hole with a finger before starting to push it in. “Oh, you want more, angel?”
Toge moans but doesn’t move away, instead, he eagerly nods against the bed of features.
“Greedy angel,” Yuuta taunts him as he pulls his finger out. He pushes his thumb in this time and uses his other fingers to cup Toge’s balls and gives them a squeeze. The motions make Toge gasp, body jerking. “Is that enough for you?”
His angel keens, over and over. Yuuta grins all the while, watching and feeling his angel’s cock get hard again. He finds his angel’s reactions delectable and feels that familiar hunger inside of him start to roar, the one that demands more and demands it now.
Impatient and gluttonous, Yuuta pulls his fingers off and flips his angel onto his back. This time he throws his angel’s legs over his shoulders. He swallows down his pretty cock before his angel even processes what’s happening. He pushes two fingers into his angel’s hole as he sucks on his cock, working him both ways.
“Yuuta!” Toge begs loudly, sounding dazed but still filled with that yearning for more. His hands find Yuuta’s hair again.
Yuuta keeps working him, thrusting his fingers in and out of his wet hole, pushing them in to the knuckle to open him up. He takes Toge’s entire cock into his mouth, gag reflex nonexistent as he blows him. His blood runs hot when Toge’s thighs tighten around the demon’s neck, trying to keep him there.
Silly angel, if only he knew what he was asking for.
Yuuta doesn’t stop until Toge cums down his throat. He keeps fingering him until he’s up to three fingers.
Sweet, his angel is so sweet and all his. Everything about his angel makes Yuuta feel insane.
He pulls off Toge’s cock slowly and clicks his lips. He crawls up Toge’s body, finding him sweaty, flushed, and smelling of demon.
“Who made you feel this way?” Yuuta asks him, hovering over Toge’s lips.
“Yuuta,” Toge whines, opening his mouth for anything, giving Yuuta a lovely view of his marked tongue and cheeks.
“Only I can make you feel this way, only me,” Yuuta reminds his angel as he spits into his mouth, saliva mixed with cum.
Toge closes his eyes and swallows it, licking at his lips to make sure he didn’t miss any, keeping his lips parted.
Yuuta coos at his angel before fisting his hair and gently gripping his face. He pulls Toge back by the grip in his hair and leans in. He spits into his mouth again, smiling when Toge clearly swallows it and opens again for more.
This time, Yuuta licks at his angel’s mouth, big, greedy, lewd licks over his marked tongue, anywhere he can reach.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
That’s all Yuuta can think about in this moment. He lets go of Toge’s hair and reaches back to pluck more feathers, feeling desperate to get rid of his angel’s wings because he can never let his angel leave him, ever.
That possessive feeling washes over Yuuta again, this time with a vengeance. He pulls away and impatiently tears his clothes off, letting his own cock spring free. He’s hard and leaking, has been this whole time and he’s desperate to find relief.
He reaches down to fist his cock and chuckles when he finds Toge watching him with a starving gaze, reeking of want.
“Come here, angel,” Yuuta calls to his angel from where he stands. “Come be good for me.”
Toge looks unsure and shy as he crawls over, appearing to be nothing more than a mess of bite marks and bruises Yuuta’s mouth bestowed upon his body.
“Open,” Yuuta orders when Toge kneels before him. “Show me how good you can be.”
He taps his cock against his angel’s pretty lips, rubbing the tip all over them, and watching the precum smear all over them. “Mine,” Yuuta groans, pushing it into his angel’s mouth.
His angel is inexperienced but that’s alright, his mouth is warm and everything Yuuta needs. He cups Toge’s face and fucks his face. His angel gags and bites twice but Yuuta doesn’t hesitate to pluck more feathers until he learns not to. He keeps fucking Toge’s mouth, slow at first then faster, only stopping when he’s about to cum and his angel is nothing more than a slobbery mess with drool running down his chin and tears running down his cheeks.
“My angel,” Yuuta praises him as he jacks himself off and watches his angel’s eyes close. He hooks his thumb into his angel’s mouth and opens it. He holds it open as he cums, smearing it all over his angel’s face and in his mouth. He gets it everywhere, on his angel’s lips, on his chest, on his eyelashes, and even his hair. “You’re so good for me, you know that?” He coos as he finishes.
He rubs his cum into his angel’s skin and scoops the remainder up with his free hand and coats his fingers in it. He shoves them into Toge’s mouth, spitting into it again for good measure before pushing his fingers in further, making him gag but his angel, so good, warps his lips around them and sucks.
Yuuta sits back down with his angel in his lap, leaning against a solid wall in this domain, one created because he wanted one, one that wasn’t there before. Yuuta cradles his angel close, chest to chest, with his angel’s legs wrapped around his waist. His angel is such a delicate thing, so trusting. Yuuta can’t let him out to the surface or heavens again. No, that can’t happen, he needs to stay with Yuuta forever. Yuuta will keep him safe.
His angel tucks his face into Yuuta’s neck, something he’s been doing a lot lately. He must find it safe there. Safe, in the arms of a demon, how ironic.
Yuuta holds him close, finding himself wanting to keep his angel close in case anyone ever dares to separate them. He’d kill anyone and would burn the world, he’s sure of it.
He slides a hand down Toge’s back, plucking more feathers in his wake, making his angel whimper. The closer one gets to an angel’s skin where the wings grow, the more delicate the area is.
Yuuta doesn’t acknowledge the whimper. He knows it hurts but this needs to be done. His angel can’t have wings. Instead, he kisses the top of his angel’s head and runs his hand further down until he finds what he wants. Slowly, Yuuta pushes two fingers into his angel, making him gasp into the crook of Yuuta’s neck.
He starts off slow, thrusting them in and opening his angel back up. Then, he adds another one, pushing three in.
His angel’s gasps turn into moans and his legs tighten around Yuuta.
“Oh, what a desperate thing that you are,” Yuuta teasingly chides him, adding another finger. “Good thing you have me to satisfy you.”
The wet, lewd sounds of Yuuta’s fingers driving into Toge fill the space around them. That and the soft sounds Toge makes, grinding in Yuuta’s lap as he seeks relief, pretty cock hard again.
“Feels good?” Yuuta coos. “Want to feel even better?”
Toge nods as he sits up more and plants his hands on Yuuta’s chest, over some of his markings. “Yuuta.”
Yuuta pulls his fingers out and reaches for his cock. He covers himself in oil and guides it towards Toge’s hole. He runs it up and down Toge’s crack, smiling when he hears Toge’s sounds grow more desperate.
“Here,” Yuuta says as he starts pushing his cock in. He grits his teeth at the sensation, finding his angel’s hole warm and welcoming.
The real show, however, is right in front of Yuuta. His angel sits there, mouth gaping open and eyes pinched closed.
Slowly, Yuuta sits Toge down fully on his cock. He runs his hands up and down Toge’s sides and thighs. “You like that?” He asks, smiling when Toge nods, eyes still closed.
Yuuta gives him an experiment thrust, not too hard but not too soft either. It makes Toge’s eyes shoot open and his hands tighten on Yuuta’s chest as he scrambles to stay on.
Toge nods in confirmation, breathing heavily as he tries to adjust. His entire face is flushed.
“Show me then,” Yuuta orders. “Show me how much you like this, angel.” He grips Toge’s waist and gives him another thrust before leaving it all to Toge.
I don’t know, Toge laments as he tries to figure out how to move.
Yuuta purses his lips as he reaches up and pinches one of his angel’s nipples, twisting the bud between his thumb and pointer finger.
Toge squirms. “Yuuta!”
“I said show me,” Yuuta repeats himself. “Come on, show me you’re good.”
Yuuta smiles while Toge tries to figure it out and starts moving his hips. He leans forward and wraps his lips around one of Toge’s nipples, sucking it into his mouth with excessive force. It makes Toge gasp and start moving faster on his lap. Yuuta laps at the bud with his tongue, greedy and impatient. He sucks at it, pulling the entire thing into his mouth as his other hand settles on Toge’s asscheek to help him start a rhythm.
“My angel,” Yuuta coos at him when he switches nipples. He needs his angel to learn and what better way than to tease him until he’s desperate. He gives the other bud the same attention, moaning when Toge starts to get the slightest bit better and creates more friction.
Yuuta bites at Toge’s chest and sucks bruises into it, leaving it marked. He licks Toge’s chest all over too, wanting to cover every centimeter of it. He only pulls away when he’s satisfied.
“My turn,” Yuuta says, reaching up to grab Toge’s wrists and hold them behind Toge’s back. He plants his feet and starts thrusting up, making Toge bounce on his lap. “Take it, angel,” he groans.
Toge whines and closes his eyes. He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, trying to meet Yuuta’s thrusts but it’s a lost cause when he’s so inexperienced.
“Look at you, angel, you’re so good for me,” Yuuta praises him as he fucks him. “Only you.”
Toge’s eyes open slowly and he looks at Yuuta with so much adoration. He smells unsure, as if Yuuta would ever lie to him about such a thing.
“Only.” Yuuta thrusts. “You.” He thrusts again, making Toge whither on top of him. “My baby,” he coos, finding himself panting.
He lets go of Toge’s arms and moves to cover his eyes as he keeps fucking his angel. “You’re mine,” Yuuta tells him, fucking him with new intent. “Only mine.” He wants his angel to only feel him right now and have his senses completely gone, only focusing on Yuuta. He’s a greedy demon but he can’t help it, it’s his nature.
His angel cries, nodding in agreement, gripping at Yuuta’s shoulders. “Yuuta, Yuuta, Yuuta.”
“Mine,” Yuuta sighs in satisfaction as he uncovers his angel’s eyes and reaches down to spread him open inside. He fucks up into him again, groaning when his angel falls into him. “Kiss me.”
Toge does as he’s told and kisses Yuuta, letting Yuuta take over the kiss as they fuck.
Yuuta turns Toge around in his lap soon after, still ravenous for more. Yuuta wonders, truly, if he’ll ever be satisfied as he fucks his angel, with his angel’s back plastered to Yuuta’s chest. He has his hands hooked under his angel’s thighs, holding him up and open. He brings his angel up and down on his cock, fast and hard.
Toge takes it, lulling his head back against Yuuta’s shoulder and gripping at Yuuta’s arms. He whines with every thrust but keeps begging for more.
Yuuta gives him more. He’ll give his angel anything he wants. “You belong to me,” Yuuta whispers into Toge’s ear as he keeps fucking him. He presses a kiss to Toge’s sweaty temple. “You belong with me in the underworld, angel,” he coos. “You can’t ever leave me because no one else will ever care about you the way I do.”
Toge nods, barely containing his moans as he hurries to agree.
“Come on, angel,” Yuuta whispers. “Let the heavens hear you,” he growls, bringing his angel up and down faster to build a rougher pace.
Toge doesn’t disappoint. He screams in pleasure as Yuuta fucks him, drooling and whining. He’s so good. Yuuta can’t believe how lucky he got. He can’t believe that yearning he felt earlier was this precious angel, meant just for him.
Yuuta cums inside him and fills him up, tainting and marking him on the inside. This angel is his and only his, now and forever. He can’t leave Yuuta, never, ever.
Toge is like a drug to Yuuta like his own version of the forbidden fruit. The demon can’t get enough of him.
Yuuta pushes Toge down again on all fours and his lovely angel gets into position, face down ass up, just like he was taught earlier.
What a good angel, the best ever.
Yuuta kneels behind him and runs his cock, hard and eager again, up and down Toge’s crack, getting amused as Toge whines and begs for more. What a greedy thing his angel is becoming. Good.
Toge moans when Yuuta’s cock catches on his rim and almost gets pushed in. Almost.
“You want my cock, angel?” Yuuta coos at him.
His angel nods, beginning so sweetly. “Yuuta.”
“Take it then, it’s yours,” Yuuta hisses as he shoves it into Toge’s hole, still wet from his cum earlier.
This time, Yuuta starts a brutal pace. He grips Toge’s hips and starts jackhammering into him. The recoil is crazy every time Toge’s ass and thighs meets Yuuta’s front.
Yuuta’s mouth hangs open all the while as he thrusts into Toge. Seeing his angel laid out like this for him, so nicely, tainted, and at his mercy makes Yuuta’s balls tighten.
“Mine,” Yuuta growls as he keeps fucking Toge. His hands almost slip off Toge’s waist given how sweaty they are but he doesn’t hesitate to dig his nails in, making Toge whine from the pain and pleasure as Yuuta leaves even more marks on him.
Yuuta falls forward, caging his angel under him. He keeps thrusting, deep and hard, making his angel moan as Yuuta’s balls slap against his ass. His angel is sated, fucked full, and dazed.
It’s time, Yuuta decides as he slides a hand between them and finishes plucking what remains of Toge’s wings off, leaving him with only the indentations of where they once were. Yuuta runs his thumb over them to heal the wounds, leaving his mark over the area. The marks are black, demonic, and made up of symbols that brand this angel in particular as Yuuta’s possession, his and his only. Any one from the underworld and the heavens would know this is the mark of a possessive demon on Toge.
“Now, you’re mine, forever,” Yuuta lets his angel know. He sits up on his knees and he keeps fucking his angel, using one hand to hold his angel’s head down on the feather bed. “My angel.”
“Yuuta,” Toge promises, soft moans still leaving his lips.
Yuuta closes his eyes and focuses all his attention on this domain he’s created for them. Yuuta makes it so that Toge feels the demon everywhere, on his cock, on his nipples, on his neck, kissing him, biting at his thighs, licking and kissing the place where his wings once were, and fucking him, all at once, tainting and marking him everywhere.
Toge screams in pleasure from all the stimulation, hands curling into the bed of feathers. “Yuuta!” He cries, voice breaking and Yuuta can smell the tears running down his pretty face.
“You feel good, angel?” Yuuta taunts his angel more than anything as he cums inside of him. He makes a mess of his angel, cumming inside his hole, on his ass, on his back, and anywhere he can reach.
Yuuta watches with an awestruck expression as cum leaks out of Toge when he pulls his cock out. It runs down his ass, balls, and onto his thighs. He hums as he scoops the cum with on his fingers and thrusts it back into Toge, making him whine.
“Be good for me,” Yuuta coos at his angel.
And just like that, his angel’s fate is sealed. Somehow, Yuuta thinks that the forbidden fruit has never tasted so sweet until meeting his angel.
The domain Yuuta created for them ends when it’s time for Yuuta to return to the underworld. It lasted longer than he expected and he’s grateful but he’s growing weaker and he needs to return home. He’s never felt excited about returning to the underworld before but this time, it’s different, this time, he isn’t returning alone.
Yuuta doesn’t linger as he hurries to summon new clothes and wraps his angel up in his arms. His lovely, tainted, tempted angel that’s slept most of the last few hours away, too tired after what happened earlier, too clingy to let Yuuta put him down or be away from him. That’s fine, Yuuta will gladly hold him forever, Toge will never long for anything ever again.
Getting to the entrance of the underworld takes no time at all. Yuuta keeps Toge cradled in his arms the whole way there, with Toge’s arms wrapped around Yuuta’s shoulders and head tucked into his neck. He must feel safe there, the irony isn’t lost on Yuuta.
Yuuta expects to be greeted at the entrance by angels. It would’ve been idiotic of him to think the heavens would let someone as pure and innocent as Toge to slip their grasp so easily. But then again, he’s a demon on a mission, one he will succeed at, no matter the cost.
“STOP RIGHT THERE!”
It’s the angel from before, the one who charged at Yuuta when Yuuta took first took Toge. He’s divine looking too, with a handsome face but not nearly as divine as Toge. He almost looks familiar. His electric blue eyes are mesmerizing.
“Release him!” The angel from before orders, eyes electric with anger and wings fluttering anxiously behind him. “You know very well that you cannot take him against his will into the underworld!” He yells. “You risk war and you know very well, we will give it to you, we don’t fear Sukuna.”
“I’ve done nothing wrong,” Yuuta calmly replies, holding Toge closer to him. “My master knows I’ve done nothing wrong, so why bring him into it.”
It’s at that moment that the angel from before sees Toge’s back, now void of wings, and his face morphs into one of pure anger. “YOU ARE A MONSTER!” He hisses, causing other angels to have to hold him back. It seems that Toge’s fate is clear as day to them but this one angel seems persistent.
How annoying and typical, Yuuta thinks to himself, for angels to insert themselves in drama where they don’t belong.
“His wings!” The angel from before hisses in anger. “YOU TOOK HIS WINGS!”
Toge stirs in Yuuta’s arms ever so slightly but remains tucked away.
Yuuta only grins at the angel from before as he leans in and presses a soft kiss to Toge’s temple, right over his seal, letting his eyes flash the brightest red he can muster. “I did nothing wrong,” Yuuta defends himself against the angel from before. “I have broken no rules here.”
“Toge is good, he’s a good angel!” the angel from before argues until his ears flush red from the anger he must feel. “He would never let a demon do that to him!” He yells. “You manipulated him! You hurt him!” He keeps arguing, probably seeing the bite marks and bruises that Yuuta’s mouth bestowed on Toge. “Let him go before I make you suffer a worse fate!”
“I only did what he was willing to do,” Yuuta huffs. “This angel belongs to me.”
“Was it not enough, Yuuta,” the angel from before sneers. “To fall from the heavens yourself?!” He glares at Yuuta with anger and a small speck of longing in his eyes, one that makes something small and dimmed flutter in Yuuta’s chest but it’s gone as soon as it comes. “You had to drag someone else with you?!”
“The heavens had nothing to offer me,” Yuuta hisses back at the angel from before—Satoru. “Until recently and I’ve taken it, it’s mine.”
“Toge!” Satoru screams, trying to free himself again. “Don’t let him taint you like this!” He yells. “Don’t let him take you into the underworld!”
Yuuta scoffs as he tries to set Toge down at the entrance. Toge shakes his head furiously and keeps holding on. He whimpers. “Yuuta,,” Toge cries, smelling panicked now. He keeps a tight hold on Yuuta.
“I will never leave you, angel,” Yuuta settles him, readjusting the grip he has on his angel’s back and under his knees. “Come on, let’s go home.”
He only continues forward when Toge nods in agreement and buries his face into Yuuta’s neck.
Satoru screams, screams full of hurt and betrayal, somewhere in the background, held back by the other angels, and Toge only cuddles closer to Yuuta, as if afraid someone will rip him away.
Yuuta kisses his angel’s shoulder again as he steps into the underworld, leaving the surface, the heavens, and Satoru behind them.