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

What would Cassiel want with an angel so new, and so young? Certainly not to fulfill the prophecy, as she herself knew that just such a thing would probably break the poor Samaire. Torture at it's finest, it would leave the girl trembling and cowering, holding on to whatever little bit of faith she could. Or at least, that was how the elder angel imagined it, her own mind focusing back to the task at hand, charging and swinging her sword swiftly, the creature of the lesser realm fell sharply, a cry of pain searing through the air. Clicking her tongue faintly behind her teeth, her hand waved softly to halt the angels behind her, eyes dancing up toward the sky before closing them faintly. Hiding. This would be another set of moments lost in getting the girl back, wings shuddering as she knew that by then it would be too late. Whispering softly to herself, though there was a connection between she and the lesser angel, nothing in her body could sense the surges going through Samaire right now. Nothing would allow her to feel the mounting arousal, though this didn't stop her from momentarily using the other for a vessel of her words. What are you hiding Cassiel. The faint murmur of a shaken young angel emerged, her frosted eyes wide, the words spilling from her mouth not her own. There were so many voices in Samaire's head now, so many whispering so many things to her, she wondered for a moment, where had her own gone? Was it even still there, did it even matter? Would it even stop what was happening to her? The frost seemed to leave her eyes just in time for the rasp of Cassiel's lust filled voice to fill her senses, her cold hands contrasting greatly and offering a moment of comfort from the heat that built between them. The soft pink of her lower lips apparently sending signals to Cassiel that she herself had never felt before in the celestial realms, God had made sure to keep his angels pure, for this exact reason. Made sure to keep their bodies just under a certain size upon their arrival to Heaven, made sure to abandon any thoughts of lust and skin, and replaced it with faith. Replaced it with love and thoughts of eternal happiness, nothing that showed any signs of this . Nothing about flesh, lust, and desire. Her half lidded orbs watched the woman sink beneath the creamy skin of her thighs, pale in their color and trembling with the emotion she was becoming so accustomed to Fear. As it seemed, her hands worked to hold down those trembling thighs, to disregard them as they were nothing for the prize she was truly going for. Shaking her head softly, another faint plea fell from her mouth, P - please , Whether it be a sound of fear, or a call out to Azrael, or another step down into the darkness that Cassiel was pulling Samaire into, her words fell on deaf ears. Her skin felt tense, nails gently scratching at the floor, something in her told her not to watch this demon attack her young body in such a way, though her eyes couldn't be pulled away. Samaire couldn't dare turn away from watching the assault on parts of her that she had never dreamed of having a mouth on, a sharp inhale being taken as she took to biting the tender flesh of her swollen bottom lip.