Not What I Had In Mind

Dec 02, 2008 21:40

As I slip into the nursery it's still odd not being seen when I'm right next to some one. But this has been my assignment for a few weeks now. Not that I've found much. A few demons, but no angels. Just a shit load of screaming mimi babies.

This sucks )

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heavens_pepsi December 4 2008, 12:56:42 UTC
I groan, "Fuck."

I thought I could. I should have paid closer attention in training.

Not recognizing this one's voice, although I know it to be a new voice, I assume he is here for another round of beating me.If I can not die this way, a beating now would only be more painful.

Taking deep a breath as I can with my broken ribs I start to heal. My bones first, my wings are useless to me now. The know of their power and I ain't flying anywhere in here.

Within a few minutes I feel my bones healed, but I can not open my eyes to look upon the stranger as they are both swollen shut. Struggling to my knees I keep my head bent as I heal my face. I know there are lacerations and bruises all over my body, but at least now I can take whatever this one has in store for me... and I can commit his face to memory to burn in hell.

I raise my head and look at him. I have to gasp softly at his ..beauty, no not beauty... at his presence perhaps. Confidence, grace, fierceness and even his sex. I am almost ashamed that I can think such things after what his kind has done to me... but the feeling hits me harder than anything anyone of them of done to me so far.

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edward_w December 4 2008, 22:24:32 UTC
I watch him closely as he heals himself. Then once he is done he looks up at me and I find with some amusement that he seems to like what he sees. I also realise that he is rather young to be a fully fledged Angel. To be his age and already out working is unusual.

I squat down on my haunches in front of him and take a hold of his hair in my hand turning his face so I can look him over closely. Very young. "You like what you see Angel?"

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heavens_pepsi December 4 2008, 22:35:34 UTC
My body trembles and my eyes grow large. I know I should spit in his face, pull away... insult him. My breathing quickens and I glare at him. Confidence and arrogance - a combination I've always been attracted to.

I yank away from him and turn my face from him. I've suffered so much, I can not give into lust.

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edward_w December 4 2008, 22:51:27 UTC
Oh yes he likes what he sees alright. I find this highly amusing. But I also asked him a question and he didn't answer me. Quick as a flash I grab his face, this time digging my nails into the flesh of his jaw, and dragging him upright with me as I stand.

I hold his face to mine looking into his eyes with a bit of a smirk. "Come on Angel show me some spirit. Answer me."

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heavens_pepsi December 4 2008, 22:57:22 UTC
Again I tremble hissing at the pain of his nails piercing my flesh. Digging into my past, the days on the street I growl, "All I see is prick with too much attitude and more than likely not enough cock to back it up!"

I bite my lower lip and curl my toes knowing I desperately want to find out and hating myself for it.

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edward_w December 4 2008, 23:41:41 UTC
I chuckle in his face. "So you do like what you see then." I flick my arm and throw him into the wall. He hits with a hard thump and slides to his knees once again. I am there in a flash grabbing him once more and holding him up against the wall. I hold his face to mine and look into his eyes speaking low. "Do you want to know how big my cock is Angel?"

I pull away a little and let my eyes travel over him. He is quite a nice specimen. "I could tell you, but it's not quite the same is it, not like actually feeling it, hard and thick, thrusting and filling you." I bring my eyes up to his once more. "Is it?"

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heavens_pepsi December 5 2008, 09:39:32 UTC
I'm forgetting fast that this is a vampire bent on torturing me - and he is doing a damn fine job torturing me with his teasing words.

I've never - never been with anyone. One the streets I saw alot and got propositioned alot. And a few times almost raped, but I was always saved by some one. Somewhere in my mind I know this is rape - could be rape - but the way he says it, the look in his eyes, his strong hand on my face...

"I could tell you, but it's not quite the same is it, not like actually feeling it, hard and thick, thrusting and filling you... Is it?"

My chest rises and falls fast as visions of him dominating me fill my head causing my lips to part and whimper, "No."

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edward_w December 5 2008, 14:01:02 UTC
I push his face to the side sniffing his neck and licking my lips. The smell of his blood already spilled sits in my nostrils but there is another smell on him. Virgin. Not that I need to smell him to know that.

I do not know which I want to do first. Feed on him or break him in.

"Mmmm I smell virgin." I chuckle at him. "Would be fun to break you in. To use your tight hole for my own pleasure." I take a step back holding him at arm's length and look him in the eye once more. "I do believe you want me to do exactly that don't you." I smile slyly. "You are thinking about it aren't you? You can admit it to me. I won't tell."

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heavens_pepsi December 5 2008, 14:33:43 UTC
His face so close to my neck, his voice so sultry... oh fuck when he talks about fucking me - his words so crude... my cock is suddenly so hard and aching. I know he would be brutal to me, but it would be him!

"You are thinking about it aren't you? You can admit it to me. I won't tell."

My fingers splay out against my wings as the are slightly folded behind me. They are so sensitive, especially when I am aroused that the shaking of my hands makes them tremble.

"Yes... yes..."

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edward_w December 5 2008, 15:40:47 UTC
I sense his movement and let my eyes wander down to where his hands press against his feathers and I see them tremble. The combination of pale skin, feathers and blood is a nice one. I can also sense the heat from his sex and that's where my eyes travel to next. My eyes take in his bulge before looking back up at him. "Mmmmm yes I think you will do nicely."

I let go of him and take a step back. "Turn around for me Angel." I groan softly to myself as I feel my cock start to fill with blood. I could so easily force him but I would prefer this one give himself over. It's so much more of a thrill. "Offer yourself to me."

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heavens_pepsi December 5 2008, 15:54:22 UTC
I turn and place my hands on the wall and lean my chest against them. My wings are quite long so I slowly spread them out letting the feathers shake and tremble with the feel of the cool air hitting them.

"Offer yourself to me."

Gasping I look back over my shoulder moaning at the sight. He may be vampire and a murderer, but right now he is pure sex and I want him more than anything I've ever wanted in my life.

But I don't know what he wants. Do I beg, undress....My shirt is already torn from my body and there is not much left of my jeans either. Slipping my hand down I unsnap and lower my zipper allowing my jeans to fall free of my hips.

I've never worn underwear and my shoes were lost somewhere in my earlier beating. Lowering my eyes ashamed of how whorish I am being I lift my right foot out of my jeans and place it back on the floor at more than shoulders length from my left.

Arching my back and pressing my ass out my entire body is trembling and my wings shake with anticipation. Raising my eyes I look back at him and lick my lips, "I am yours... master."

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edward_w December 5 2008, 16:21:52 UTC
Quick as a flash I move forward and my hand is in his hair. I pull his head back then smash his face into the wall as I growl at him. "Don't get ahead of yourself Angel!"

He grunts as his face connects with the rock and I yank his head back once again to watch the blood spill from his split lip and ooze out of his busted nose. My eyes change, my fangs emerge and my cock fully engorges at the sight of his blood. "A much better look for you."

Then I move behind him as I release my cock from the confines of my pants. I let go of his hair and run my fingers through his blood then reach down wiping his own blood in the crack of his ass before grasping his cheeks with my hands, my nails cutting into his flesh as I spread him wide. Then I hiss in satisfaction as I sink my large cock forcefully into his tight virgin hole.

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heavens_pepsi December 5 2008, 16:29:44 UTC
The slam against the wall is nothing to compared to the pain of his cock thrust inside me. I scream out in anguish. I feel like I'm being torn in half!

My finger nails scrape along the wall and I try in vain to catch my breath. I know I could get him off me with my wings if I was angered - but anger I do not feel!

Pain yes, but absolute exhilaration and yes even pleasure shoot through me. He's taking me his way. Pleasuring himself with my body!

I want more I want more of the pain, the pleasure, the feeling of being used! Pressing back against him I beg, "Fuck me, fuck me."

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edward_w December 5 2008, 16:44:41 UTC
I bare my teeth and hiss at how tight he is around my cock. It feels glorious to hear him beg for it. With one hand I grab one of his wrist's gripping it tight with my fingers wrapped round it. My nails cut into him and I feel his blood ooze out as I press it hard against the wall. With the other I reach up and grab his hair pulling his head right back, His adams apple is bared and covered with his blood. I look at his face and sneer at him. "What was that Angel I couldn't hear you?"

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heavens_pepsi December 7 2008, 00:03:22 UTC
Gasping for breath, my body exploding with pain and pleasure I look back at him and moan. The power he has over me is so seductive I know I'd let him do anything and I'd do anything for him!

Pressing my ass back as I rise up on my toes and arching my back I look into his demon eyes and beg, "More please! Fuck me, take me- oh fuck yes use me!"

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edward_w December 7 2008, 01:59:25 UTC
Such a rush! I tighten my grip on his hair and pull his head back further as I start to pull my cock out of him almost all the way then I pump my hips pushing it back into him, slow and hard so his toes lift off the ground at the end of each thrust. I want him to know I'm filling him. I want him to feel every inch of my hardness.

I lean my face against his neck with my mouth slightly open and one of my fangs rests against his soft flesh. I can feel the heat coming off him and the sweet stench of his blood makes me want to bite into him and drain him. But not yet. "You want it like this Angel? Want me to fuck you slow. Make you beg for more?"

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