Chapter 1: Alraune/Madama Butterfly
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Butterflies love to have a drop of blood stuck to their antennae and to lap up the blood with their proboscis. It tasted delicious, for no matter how beautiful their wings may look, they were creatures that should not be compared to beauty alone, for the taste of blood and even tears excited them greatly.
Beautiful flowers in which they could settle were also on their list to fill themselves with the nectar that would eventually quench them. A flower that was sweet, mesmerizing and intoxicating at the same time was rare for demons. Inferno was surrounded by plants and flowers that could devour you at any second. No one wanted to lay into those mean flowers because they would also consider demons an appetite.
But one flower, a special flower in the depths of hell, unfurled its poisonous wings so that it tickled every demon's nose, especially those who loved to taste the poisonous toxic flavor. This taste and greed for blood had robbed a mistress of her last thoughts and so she had clawed the blossom in her hands, even if only with a little audacity.
The bloom, which could deliver a human to the afterlife with just a single drop, melted like honey on the butterfly's tongue, a taste she could consider as divine as the blood of an angel. It was simply glossed over for the hunger that had plagued her for some time.
Madama Butterfly clamped her claws even tighter on her prey, her flower Alraune, which she was going to rob, tying the demoness in her claws and draining the blood until there was nothing left.
Her tongue was rough and greedy for more as she licked the flower's neck, a mortal sin that was considered commonplace for demons.
It tasted delicious, a blossom touched by no one but her, a butterfly that preferred the nectar in the depths of hell.
Their bodies were naked and freed from the tight clothes they wore, a spectacle that was not uncommon in Inferno, demons often showed their lust openly and without shame, the complete opposite of those who dwelled in heaven. Nevertheless, in Inferno there were no rules, morals or values that guided their society, they were free to do as they pleased.
The blossom in her claws whimpered, somewhat ashamed to be put down like this by the mistress she actually hated so much. You couldn't call this love or sympathy, demons were heartless, possessed a heart of ice that rarely anyone could melt.
Madama Butterfly rubbed her nose against the flower's neck, which was so bloody from her bites that half her face was painted red like a painting. The scent of the flower cleared her head until nothing else lingered there except to make the blossom hers. Her claw traveled along Alraune's throat until she pulled the flower into a kiss, a bloody kiss where the flower tasted her own blood, so sweet it could poison her.
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Chapter 2: Fortitudo/Hekatoncheir {Dub-Con}
Summary:
Forbidden Ritual
Notes:
Love the Idea that Angels are gender Fluid(or even Intersex and sexless)
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Every century a solar eclipse takes place, on this day the upper Umbra witches and Lumen sages gather in a sacred or demonic place to perform their ritual to maintain the balance between light and darkness.
On this futile day the Colosseum was chosen, the place of worship and sacrifice to the great Angel Fortitudo, not really a discreet place for the ritual, yet the majority were in favor of choosing this sacred place, especially the Umbra Witches with a sinister grin on their lips, as if their demonic friends were already starving and impatient to finally have their prize under their claws.
And so they entered the Colosseum together, a place the Lumen Sages had built for the angel Fortitudo, their gratitude built within these walls as he protected them from evil spirits, his wings wrapped around them like a cloak to keep any demonic plaguing force away from them. It was the least the Lumen Sages could do, submissively giving the great angel more instead of just enchanting him with building clubs. And the witches were somehow sure, too sure, that their little ritual would make the heavens shake and an angel weep. The Lumen Sages were unsuspecting, accordingly calm that the witches wanted to charm their guardian angel, their fire bringer, it sounds insane, but it was something different.
Especially because the witches wanted to perform an ancient ritual together, an actual forbidden ritual crossed out of the books of the Lumen Sages, a ritual called When the Angel Weeps, something daring that demons loved. But the witches didn't want to spoil the surprise and kept their mouths shut. Otherwise their demonic buddies would be displeased.
It was not long before the moon met the sun and became one, light and darkness became shadow and illumination gliding over the chaos of their world, all three worlds were bridged together and so their ritual could begin. The Lumen Elder spoke ancient phrases, estranged even to the ears of the Umbra Witches, as his voice shifted through the colosseum to call longingly for the Angel to assist them in the ritual when their pleas were so great that it would reach the ears of the Creator.
The Lumen elder held his arms in the sky, listening and waiting to feel the sacred fire in his veins, to be dazzled by the holy light and to feel the scent of rosemary tickling his nose.
There it was the feeling of warmth and protection, for he could summon the great angel Fortitudo without the special summoning rituals they actually needed, his voice loud enough to be heard, for each Lumen elder was privileged to make a contract with an Auditio if they proved themselves honorably willing. A great honor among them.
The loud beating of wings could be heard whistling in their ears, the wind strong enough to make their hair glide, the surroundings were shrouded in light and feathers that enveloped the place as if it had been a place in Paradiso, the crunching and growling of two dragons could be faintly heard as Fortitudo glided from the sky and sank down onto a wall pillar.
“You called me, my child?” The two dragon heads of Fortitudo wagged restlessly back and forth at the restless aura of some of the witches in the sacrificial altar.
“Called me from the heavens to handle the millennia ritual?” The sacred Enochian voice was kind, yet not carefree, for normally these rituals involved angels and demons who were under his power class, and the other Auditio were bound to much more important ones than this. But a long time ago, this was the complete opposite. It may sound baffling, but the unique ancient ritual was forbidden among the angels due to the fact that most demons did not keep their promise not to overdo that particular thing…
The Lumen Elder lowered his arms and clasped his hands together, seeming as if he would fall to the ground at any moment to confess his sins.
“Great Angel Fortitudo, so we ask you to be a part of our ritual, so that light and darkness may consort well.” The Lumen Eldest spoke blissfully to be given such a great opportunity of honor, an Auditio, an angel standing just below the Creator to grace the ritual.
The actual ritual consisted of witches summoning demons and sages summoning angels, in this ritual a demon would drink the tears of an angel and an angel would drink the crystal red blood of a demon during a battle. In this case, however, the Umbra Witches preferred to complete the ancient forbidden ritual to grant their wish to their hungry friends in inferno, but the unsuspecting Lumens had no idea.
The Lumen had no idea that the Umbra were planning to turn their little guardian angel into a mockery. Very much so, so that hell and heaven briefly become one. Oh- how wonderful it will be, they can already hear the angel whimpering the great name of the Creator.
Fortitudo agreed, very grateful indeed that the Lumen had chosen him for the millennia ritual, although almost only seraphims and cherubs have often taken part in them. “I accept the offer,” Fortitudo waved his large wings. “But only on one condition”
“Condition?” Stuttered the Lumen elder under his breath. “And what would it be?”
“This ritual will take place behind closed doors, so I ask that only the elders follow the ritual.” Fortitudo didn't mind having several eyes on him, but the problem was that he wasn't actually allowed to take part in this ritual, as it was written in the contract, he had only agreed to it as a kind of exception for the Lumen Sages because they had been giving him gifts in the Colosseum for years.
And he had chosen well, not to be watched and mocked by the claws of a demon and the laughter of witches.
The two clans exchanged words, peaceful and sympathetic, as the first witches and sages left the colosseum as Fortitudo had requested, leaving only the Umbra elder and the Lumen elder standing on the sacred ground. They had lost valuable time in this little conversation and finally had to start. The Umbra Elder waved her staff around, a staff adorned with her Umbra watch, the source of all demonic magic, and so did the Lumen Sage, only instead of feeding the demons with light, he strengthened Fortitudo with his magic. Fortitudo had to admit, it had probably been years since he had done such an important fight and was a little rusty, but it certainly wasn'tgoing to be that awful or memorable.
Inferno portals formed before Fortitudo, which the Umbra Elder manifested to select the lucky demon to face him. One portal became several, six in total, as six hands emerged from it, a giant with six arms, also known as the demon Hekatoncheir. A great demon that even witches must be wary of, for he has deliberately destroyed many witches. Fortitudo could only imagine what the demon looked like in its original form, as only its six arms would be used. It was time, and so even from a distance a vaporized church bell could be heard striking a new hour, the atmosphere alternating between cold and warmth of the two sides that hated each other so much. With the sound of the elders' staffs tapping on the ground, the battle of the millennia of the eclipse finally began.
Fortitudo was the first to strike at the signal, his two dragon heads opened their mouths as he glided in the air and shot several fireballs towards the demon, they had hit because the demon was perhaps a little too sure a cardinal virtue would have been something easy to get under his claws, but this was not the case, for these angels should be feared because of their enormous power, blessed by the creator herself.
The demon with the six hands tried to sweep the dragon angel from the sky because it took advantage of it, but without success as the dragon heads kept nipping the demon with their golden teeth that can split a demon in two.
You could see how irritated the demon got just thinking about the angel playing time-wasting games with him and not giving up the upper hand so easily. But demons always found a way to get their dominance quickly, because you couldn't stop a hungry, unamused demon from doing something that would shut angels up. Fortitudo dared to attack closer, a bad omen to do so even if his name screamed it.
Fortitudo had tried to rip or bite a hand off the demon to get some demon blood, but the small attack was a little risky as Fortitudo tried to glide back in the air to get a better attack point until the demon was too desperate to join in his silly games and grabbed him firmly by his tail, hard and impatiently, and pulled him to the ground. Why the tail of all things? He hated being grabbed there, partly because he was a bit sensitive, and no angels were allowed to grab him there except…-
Fortitudo thought the demon would pull him to the ground to finally strike, after all he had five hands free. But when the demon still didn't attack him for some strange reason, despite being an easy target right now, he opened his mouth to blow some fire at the demon's skin. The demonic giant hissed at the touch of the holy fire, taunted, he finally pulled the angel to the ground, hard, causing the large angel to cry out. Fortitudo tried to get up until the demon forced him to remain face down on the ground. Two demonic hands on the snouts of the dragon heads to stop them from opening their mouths, two hands on his wide open wings covering the ground, and one hand on his tail. It was a strange position to be brought down like that by a demon, partly because the demon only wanted him in one place, rather than simply striking like a predatory beast for dinner.
Fortitudo rocked back and forth, confused and questioning why the demon was nailing him to the ground like that without any blood to go with it. He had long expected the demon to try to pull out his wings, but nothing came...nothing at all. Fortitudo didn't even have to look to know that he wasn't the only one confused, the Lumen elder was too.
“Wait, what...?” the Lumen elder spoke the words he took from the angel's mouth, confused as to whether something had perhaps gone wrong. Until he realized that another Inferno portal was opening and by the great creator Jubileus, he would have fainted had he not held his hand in front of his face.
The Lumen Sage's mouth was wide and somewhat distraught as he slowly turned his face to the Umbra elder, speechless and somewhat annoyed. “THE FORBIDDEN RITUAL!?” That had taken a few minutes for their old clan friends to realize what they were actually up to. “THAT'S FORBIDDEN, NO?”
The Umbra elder remained calm, her grin couldn't be seen under her mask, but this one was big. “Our little demon friends wanted more, very much so, to shut them up a bit, you understand that, don't you?”
The Lumen elder was stunned, his voice caught in disbelief at what he had heard and fell to the ground in a faint.
“You're exaggerating, it's not that bad?” The Umbra elder whispered, because the Lumen sages were always so soft and innocent.
Fortitudo was still a little confused when he felt a sudden tingle of unease as he listened to the Lumen's elder scream resounding through the Colosseum, shattered and terrified. He didn't know exactly what the Lumen sage had seen, but it didn't sound pretty. It sparked inside him when he knew what was going on. Also because he heard the word forbidden.
“When the angel weeps...?” Fortitudo's holy voice stuttered. “This ritual is forbidden!”
Forbidden or not couldn't be crossed off the list of demons, they were creatures that cheated and didn't keep their promises, Fortitudo could have sensed that ever since he had been pushed to the ground.
However, he was a little too late to think about what he should have done and now had to survive the reckless sin of suffering like a lamb under the claws of a demon. Fortitudo wiggled to find the luck to free himself, but the hard grip of the five hands denied him this. Then he felt it as the grip on his tail tightened and the demon pulled up his tail, giving the lustful demon a better look, and it was well worth it.
The emotion of embarrassment was not a virtue among them, even if Fortitudo felt it right now, he also could not refuse to admit that he had done this sinful act before, even if it was with another angel. If their creator saw this, she would probably be very disappointed in him and shake her head.
Fortitudo was restless, very much so, so light flames escaped from his mouth. It wasn't long before the demon had taken advantage of this and wanted to tease the innocent angel a little with his free hand.
A cold hand stroked his tail which then slowly moved to the lower part of his tail between his legs, it felt as if death itself had touched him, so cold and soulless can a demon be. The demonic giant on the other side felt the opposite, the warmth like that of the sun and the light of the heavens. Fortitudo whimpered softly in surprise as the demon suddenly started rubbing him under his tail, a place that was very sensitive, private and sacred. The demon not only rubbed, but now pressed, impatience eating into his skin as he tried to get the angel to show his vulnerability. Fortitudo couldn't refuse, because his body was doing things on its own that he couldn't stop, and a small slit formed between the demon's fingers. It was impossible to ignore the growl his dragon heads were making, as if he had now thrown away all his pride. This was what the demon wanted.
The demon's fingers didn't even let the angel take a breath and buried themselves in the angel's weak spot. Fortitudo trembled slightly at the sensation of being penetrated by something foreign to his body, the demon must have liked this gesture and wanted to stretch the angel as far as he could and added a second finger. It hurt and Fortitudo prayed several prayers for it to stop, but probably the other cardinal virtues didn't even hear him and he was on his own. He didn't want to throw away his pride, his courage and his name, but this demon had already done it when tears fell from his eye, something humans would sacrifice themselves for.
The demonic giant moved his fingers like scissors, buried deep in the slit of the cardinal virtue and was amazed at how tight the angel was. Angels are very sensitive to stimulation, and judging by the stories, somewhat inexperienced when it comes to things like pleasure, because supposedly their creator didn't want them to do it, whatever, the demon didn't want to think about it much and have his fun. Fortitudo whimpered and growled as the demon now not only added another finger, but moved them out and in as well. Fortitudo's white feathers were slowly bursting like the fur of a frightened cat and his cheeks were hotter than the fire he was controlling.
The demon released his fingers from the angel's slit after a few rounds of preparation, it was slightly tinged pink from the little abuse earlier and so drenched it left a sinful trail.
Fortitudo ignited with heat, the arousal did not diminish even though he was finally freed for a short time to have something demonic inside him, he whimpered, he would not get rid of the disgusting feeling as well as the pain that almost split him in two. He wanted to close his legs together to hide his weak spot, but the demon didn't let him do it so easily and began to play around outside the angel's slit, stretching and looking at it.
Fortitudo may be a polite and forgiving angel, but he just hated being put down as much as he is now. This thing will not only rob his pride as a cardinal virtue, but also tarnish his name so he will have to live with it for a lifetime. Several thoughts robbed his mind, wanting to ignore the things the demon was doing to him, though it was hard to ignore as the demon raised his tail higher to get more space.
Fortitudo breathed softly, trying to avoid making any sounds that might indicate that he liked this sinful act, his voice a pure chaos as he was already ashamed to mention the name of the great creator in this act as he felt something large against his sensitive sacred skin, teasing him from behind as the demon dragged and rubbed it against his slit, trying to break through it. “Great creator Jubileus forgive me...”
It passed perhaps not even seconds, or the speed as that of the light, that with a powerful, warningless thrust, the demon penetrated the angel with its demonic member within its sacred walls. The demon, freed from his desperation, growled and grunted to himself, the angel reeling beneath him as Fortitudo kept every sound to himself so that no other angel could listen to these shamed noises. However, the demons love the sound of triumph and the little song the angels sing for them every time they suffer.
The demon tightened its grip on the angel's tail to bounce in and out again and again with a force that could shake the entire Colosseum. The warm feeling of the angel's body kept guiding the demon to merge its member with the angel's sacred walls, demons missed this feeling and it was still a shame why the angels didn't want to perform this soothing ritual anymore, this was the only time they didn't bash their heads against each other.
Fortitudo nibbled his lip to at least keep his spirit from breaking, even as the demonic lust engulfed him like the darkness itself and his two dragon heads hissed and growled until warm drool flowed from their muzzles, a sign that they were already engulfed by the tantalizing lust and slowly savoring it.
Fortitudo tried to deny himself this arousal, this lust, after all he already had someone high in the heavens who could and was allowed to give him this feeling. Only this was a little more tender and emotional than what the demon was giving him, soulless and full of lust. Eventually he broke, his trembling and convulsing was like hell itself for his body and a small moan escaped his mouth, a small sound that the demon loved to hear.
To continue the angel's little song, the demon quickened his pace fuller and more forcefully until he reached the end of the sacred walls. Fortitudo could not formulate words from his mouth, his lips were trembling and only unintelligible stuttering escaped from his mouth, for some reason the feeling of the demonic member in his body became satisfying as it filled him again and again with its size. Fortitudo even found it unpleasant when it didn't fill him to the brim. As if he was greedy for more. A mortal sin that he was not allowed to feel.
The wet sound of their bodies slapping sounded again and then again as the demon gave the innocent angel a little break by slowing down even if it was only for a few seconds, the demon eventually released his two hands on the wings of the cardinal virtue, had thought the angel would try to break away at any moment because he got the chance, but instead the angel forced himself to be eaten by lust and moved his wing to the lower part of his slit and rubbed his soft feather against it. If the demon's face had been visible, there would have been a huge grin there, just at the sight of an angel enjoying being struck down.
Fortitudo realized a great feeling that tickled him and almost boiled over. “By the great creator-” The demon broke through the angel again, wanting so badly to shatter the angel that he whimpered the name of their god and hammered his member into the abused skin once more. Tears formed from the corners of Fortitudo's eyes as his body exploded with the desire to climax, his body trembling as he cried his creator's name in the process.
The demon wasn't quite ready, until after a few more rounds of hammering into the angel, when the awaited climax finally came, the demon grabbed the cardinal virtue by the tail and with one last powerful thrust released his load. Fortitudo heaved a weary sigh as the demonic seed filled him to his core and the demon pulled out delightedly to view his work of art that many demons would be envious of.
Fortitudo lay there like a dead lamb, still trembling slightly as the feeling in his body had yet to normalize, the sticky seed flowing down to the holy ground below, staining this place with the demons' victory.
Fortitudo tried to get up, even though the demon was still holding him to the ground, and suddenly the demon took all his remaining free hands to grab him. Fortitudo was far too exhausted to survive another round, partly because the pain was increasing. But instead the demon wrapped its hands around him as if it wanted to hug and cuddle him, strange but Fortitudo accepted it and after a few minutes the demon didn't move a bit as if it had fallen asleep?
“Mhm...next time the Lumen Sages want something I'll send Sapientia”
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Notes:
Hekatoncheir: I was the first demon to fuck a cardinal virtue, I was probably better than that giant in Laguna.
Temperantia: What…? did you…wait…no
Chapter 3: Sapientia/The Kraken {Dub-con+some Fluff}
Notes:
Damn, this draft was 1.000 words long, now 7.000???
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For centuries, demons and angels have been hidden behind the eyes of humanity, only their demonic or spiritual presence could be perceived by people, whether believers or sinners, everyone has felt the fire of God or sinful force next to them. Maybe even voices that wanted to persuade you to do good or bad things.
There was rarely respect and acceptance among angels and demons, only mockery and bloodlust had become the norm every day.
There were prohibitions among the angels, one of which was that under no circumstances should you associate with a demon, whether in body or soul, it was not allowed. Only if you consented with your raised holy hand, for demons took satisfaction in taking away the angels' purity and innocence with coercion.
Demons use their sacred bodies for sinful festivities, whether for consumption or self-gratification. Because power was everything.
The gates to the afterlife, heaven and hell were only connected to the world of chaos, in their realms only gates to chaos existed to guide Humans on their way and not to stain a bloodbath with their hands. Several gates existed, these were destroyed by the god of mankind and moved to a place unreachable by human hands. The gate to hell, sealed in the old garden of God and the second gate lost and forgotten where humans cannot reach.
The gate to heaven, hidden behind golden clouds and from the eyes of mankind, supposedly described in legends, existed deep hidden in the sea, another gate that was unreachable, because the sea will ever be unreachable by man forever.
Deep in the sea, there was no balance between the light and the darkness, those who wanted to and could ruled there. In the present century, like all the others, an angel ruled over the sea. He was also known as the ruler of the sea, named Sapientia.
This angel had raised his claws on many occasions to divide the sea for humans or to show off his power in great glory with his narcissism. For many demons, he was an angel with tremendous wisdom who would not be messed with or mocked, for that each demon would dig his own grave. Nevertheless, even if it didn't sound achievable to knock the angelic ruler off his throne, many great demons dreamed of humiliating the great angel until his purity disappeared with their filthy claws. They loved to see the angels weeping and humiliated and also so weak! It was a feast of power they could wield.
Many demons could only dream of getting one of the four cardinal virtues under their claws, their flesh that could be more delicious and appetizing than that of the other angels, the daydreams of getting that delicious gory flesh between their teeth could make any demon's mouth water. Except for the somewhat proud demons who wanted to show off their power and ruthlessness and put their appetite aside to do so.
One particular demon nevertheless took it upon himself to snatch the title of ruler of the sea from the angel, not because he wanted the title badly enough, he didn't really care, it was just pure obsession with the angel.
This obsession was so great that he had secretly observed every single deed of Sapientia, even if it was only the affairs towards the people who prayed to Sapientia for a successful sailing trip or even just for a big catch full of fish to satisfy their hunger.
The angel was anchored in his thoughts, his obsessions and dreams plaguing him to bind the angel in his tentacles, to listen to the sacred voice whimpering as they danced underwater while they fought, to touch the sacred scales which a human had never dared or managed to do or had ever done.
Today was the day he would put an end to these fantasies by forcing the angel to embrace them.
The sea was raging, the waves were restless, the clouds were gray, yet the storm and the rain halted. There was also a ship of men caught in the struggle with the waves but with the hope that the angel of the sea would protect them and bring them back safely. The angel Sapientia had heard their prayers and left paradise through the gate in the depths of the sea to ensure their protection.
Only that a demon had also heard these prayers and knew immediately what to do, for he had already sunk many ships into the depths with his tentacles.
The Kraken went from the depths of hell, where he dived into the depths of the blood of sinners, to the human world, it was a long way to the Atlantic after all, on his little journey however, he can imagine his loving gestures to the angel, how they colored his feelings like his ink on the possession, his demonic tentacles will redeem the little water angel as if it had been a touch of their creator herself on the day of judgment. That was what he longed for.
There, where the waves trembled and danced salutarily, the angel's presence could not be ignored, nor was life in the water silent and nonchalant near the angel, as if living beings were showing respect to the angel not to get in the way, as if sea dwellers were ironically worshipping a god in the sea who could give them everything.
Sapientia may have been a divine being under human eyes, who had ruled the sea for centuries and shared his wisdom with humans, but a god can be made to fall.
Sapientia waltzed beneath the waves of the Atlantic, the human ship and the people who prayed to him swimming behind in his waves, each performance guided by him to bring the faithful to safety. His paws in the water moved elegantly and vigilantly, as if in a solitary dance without partner or soul, guided only by the Creator to relieve the faith of the humans.
The waves were raging and storm and rain were pouring down on the sea, as many humans thought the rain was Aesir's tears for their ignorance of their will, now falling down on the earth, underwater however it was silent and motionless, a completely different world shining below. A world of emptiness and beauty that humans will destroy with their fierce will with their hands in the future, so the demon did not want to keep this unforgettable evening waiting, even if it amused him to watch the angel from afar.
Sapientia may be very narcissistic and charismatic, but his arrogance always blinds him when he becomes favored by human beings when they need help again, as it was with the Egyptian man he once helped escape from slavery, this angel was too haughty about his successes that he had never experienced failure or humiliation at best. A perfect time to make the angel wise to this gesture.
At that point, Sapientia had overestimated his prudence, thinking nothing would happen, and with a small strange movement in the water, indignantly disrupted his rhythm. Suddenly, several tentacles were attached to the human ship to push it down, a demon that wanted to break the deeds of an angel into pieces, because they protect their sacred deeds with honor and body and a demon that disturbs this started a big break between two sides.
“A demon?” Sapientia wailed his holy voice as he caught sight of the demon, in the form of a massive Kraken. “A demon who dares to enter the sea that is the source of all life?” Sapientia was angry, very angry indeed, that he dared to confront the demon. But not with words.
Sapientia jumped up from the water, his claws landing on the surface of the waves he was standing on, if he was honest he didn't want to get his scales unnecessarily dirty with the demon's ink and only wanted to protect the most important thing that angels and demons desired the most. Human souls.
Sapientia tried to cast a protective spell, one that would keep demons away and let the fire of God burn on their skin, the fearful humans aboard the ship could not see his angelic form only his presence was present and prayed even louder as the tentacles damaged their ship even more until they would sink for good. Sapientia had no choice, he had to stop the demon immediately, his prayers were taking too long to silence the infernal plague.
This demon sullied his dignity.
Sapientia dived back into the water, where the demon hid and carried out his misdeeds. Sapientia was the fastest swimmer among the angels and was also a nimble and agile life form on land, so demons could rarely escape from him underwater. Sapientia attacked the tentacles with the hard bite of his jaw, they quickly disappeared from his sight, because you shouldn't laugh at the cardinal virtues if you still want to keep some of your limbs. Sapientia wanted to locate the demon where the long tentacles came from, but they kept coming out of the darkness from the depths of the sea so Sapientia regretted not confronting the demon as soon as it showed itself.
Sapientia hissed as he finally chased the last tentacle away and they hid in the depths like cowards.
“That demon should be ashamed as hell to have touched me” Sapientia wanted to make sure that nothing had happened to the humans, until suddenly something grabbed his right leg. This disgusting touch could only have come from the demon touching him with its disgusting slippery fluids.
Sapientia tried to break free, but the demon's tentacle grip was still somehow hard and firm, as if the demon had been waiting his whole life for something like this, to touch the sacred scales for the first time, as if they were more sacred than any other artifact. Sapientia panicked, he was trapped as if time had stopped around him as he was held in one place while the demon tried to pull him down, then several tentacles followed, continuing their disgusting touches in places on the angel's body where they weren't yet, but wanted to.
The tentacles wrapped themselves around the angel's body and no blessed spot was left out, they wrapped themselves around all of Sapientia's legs, around the golden wings, around the horns or the snout, only the tail was left out for later. Sapientia was trapped in thick tentacles that bound him, but he did not give up so easily, for this demon had done more damage with this failed gesture than he realized.
Sapientia pulled himself up to where the storm was still raging on the other side and tried to free himself, but the demon was too stubborn to give up and accompanied the angel to the little dance in the water, for the angel, still caught in his tentacles, moved elegantly in the water despite the discomfort, like a siren looking for victims.
This made the demon aroused to perform the little dance until the angel gave up.
“Vile demon, release me!” screamed Sapientia, the four halos on his legs illuminating the depths of the sea like a vaporized lamp, the warm light blinding the demon in his eyes as he now approached the angel, his tentacles carefully wrapped around the angel's body so as not to touch the halos, the miraculous sign of an Auditio that can burn stronger than lava.
“Did you not hear me, may karma punish you!” As the Kraken had feared, the great angel possessed a narcissistic mouth, but...the demon kind of liked that, the louder the muzzle the more he could force it to shut up later, or perhaps even take advantage of it to hear those who would worship him.
“A sweet fierce voice you possess, impudent angel” the demon spoke for the first time to the angel he was so obsessed with and the desire to continue the chatter blossomed within him just to hear the voice of the cardinal virtue that could keep him awake for days as the polite invective changed to angel's innocent words complained of being so humiliated. The demon was trapped as if in his own world as he squeezed his tentacles making the angel whimper slightly, he had never felt the warmth of an angel that could melt a demon and comfort any sad man, those shiny scales that could surely heal a blind man if Sapientia would give them away. This angel was everything he had ever dreamed of.
Therefore, due to all these things, Sapientia had other plans and had no time for silly talk or a staring contest of a hellish sea plague.
Sapientia wiggled himself back and forth, the demon following along as Sapientia moved along in the water like an animal drifting along a whirlpool of the sea. Then Sapientia got the opportunity to open his jaws and shot a fireball into the demon's ugly face. Sapientia danced through the still waves underwater as the demon shrieked slightly and loosened its tentacles, it had allowed the angel to escape.
A mistake that the angel Sapientia himself will regret in the next few moments, because demons get everything they want.
Sapientia let himself be guided by the waves he created, in this situation he probably had to let the humans temporarily out of his protection, after all he had blessed the ship for such a short time that not even a small demon could lay a hand on it. Sapientia swam nimbly, escaping any grasp the demon tried to make on him, but the demon would not leave his sight as it continued to pursue him. A persistent demon that really had it in for him. Sapientia rarely got out of breath, except that the demon really pushed him to his limits and he didn't even realize that he had been swimming for several minutes until he hit the shore of an empty beach.
Sapientia looked back, the presence and sickening stench of death had suddenly disappeared around him, had the demon finally given up because he was too nimble? Pathetic, demons continue to remain under their creator's iron fist as they deserve.
Sapientia heaved a sigh of relief as he approached the shore and emerged from the cold water, his claws relaxed on the sand of the beach as they finally touched the ground again.
His sensitive scaly skin burned from the demonic ink that clung to his scales, they ate into his skin like a poison seeking to corrupt his innocence. Such corruption could do much to an angel of the lower spheres, either becoming very ill or even becoming a demon. A poison that was bound to cause pain.
“That impertinent demon,” Sapientia whispered as he scraped the disgusting ink from his skin, not knowing what this pest wanted from him, did the demon want to try and have him for dinner? Maybe it just wanted to feel powerful and gain control by messing with a cardinal virtue? Demons really never learn.
And now Sapientia had to clean and bathe himself several times in Paradiso because he was being touched all over his blessed places, this deadly stench would be noticed immediately by the other cardinal virtues, even though he had so much to do for something so unnecessary.
Sapientia had a brief moment of peace, listening to the gentle wind playing in time with the waves and feeling the sun's rays coming from behind the dark clouds. But... something was bothering him, he wasn't alone when someone crept up on him and Sapientia knew something was wrong just by the small movements of the water.
Several tentacles shot out of the surface of the sea, all at once and so swiftly that Sapientia would have guessed that time had stopped for a moment around him, a well-known tactic that not only witches can use, demons had this unique capacity to hold time in their claws and used it cleverly, even if Sapientia still considered every single demon to be incompetent.
Sapientia tried to dodge, yet the demon had the advantage with his sneaky evasion, and without any thought that anything could go wrong, wrapped his tentacles around the angel as it tried to return to the sea for the escape. However, if the little fun couldn't take place in the sea, land was probably the choice now.
Sapientia wagged around wildly, like a cat irritated at being put down in such a way that his honoured title must now suffer. A little bit cute on the demon's side of the mind, the four-legged angels were always a little cute in their own way.
The Kraken silenced the great angel's whimpering and struggling by covering its snout with its tentacle.
“Stay still...I'm not after your sacred flesh.” The demon hadn't missed a single tentacle as they travelled along the angel's body, no spot untainted by him.
“You must close your prudent muzzle, for now-” Sapientia tried to move his head to open his muzzle, but only an annoyed grunt came from his closed mouth as he tried. But suddenly Sapientia felt a spark as the tentacles tightened their grip on his body, this touch and this presence, Sapientia had felt it many times before when he was in the world of chaos, a presence that was hiding in his shadow and now finally revealed itself.
Sapientia could have said an entire essay here and now, but the demon was more interested in other things than listening to half a novel and was also somewhat relieved when the angel let his tiredness speak for itself and knew that he couldn't escape from the tentacles the harder he tried. He was like an animal caught in someone else's trap.
The angel had given up his will and consent, a sign for many demons to strike.
The demon would have a big grin on his lips if only it was visible or he had one.
“Good angel,” the Kraken whispered and could have guessed how irritated the angel was, just because of those two words. This prompted the demon to tease the angel a little, to have his little fun. ‘When you finish your irritated, adorable phase, you get the right to speak.’ The tentacles hardened and tangled together around the angel's body, the demon must have hit a sensitive nerve on the sacred skin as he also squeezed his grip on the angel's wings and Sapientia whimpered and hissed.
After all, angels were very sensitive on their wings.
The wings were not only delicate, for they were also the gift of God to fly high in the sky, a mark of an angel. But Sapientia's wings were different, in the demon's eyes they were more than just a way to glide high into the sky, these wings were not used for flying but for swimming, the gold on the angel's wings shone in the sun's rays as they emerged from the water, hypnotizing the demon even more into his obsession with the angel. He dreamed of seeing them more often when they were used in the sea as the angel glided through the water.
Sapientia wagged back and forth, his tail the only thing untouched by the demon's nasty tentacles, waving it around wildly, a sign that he was very irritated. The sand beneath him stuck to his sacred skin and the holes grew larger the more he dug in the sand from his attempt to free himself. Sapientia whimpered slightly as the demon rubbed his sensitive wings, lightly and insistently as if it had been a lover's touch, so for a brief second Sapientia had forgotten that this gentle touch was from a demon.
Although this pest of hell could never feel emotions or intimate feelings, or so Sapientia thought, for some reason the demon was very gentle with him. That was rather strange for a demon, but perhaps it was just a distraction for the next painful minutes to come.
The Kraken pushed the edge of the situation even more and slid its tentacles around the angel's abdomen, even if it didn't want to or couldn't yet touch this particular sanctuary it craved, it was probably a little too greedy to make the angel its own and couldn't wait any longer. Power control rarely played the role in his actions right now, it was this greed and this obsession and these strange feelings to touch and love the angel.
Sapientia inhaled sharply, at some point he would burst with irritation at being so beaten down that he would even hear demonic laughter echoing in his head until he went mad, so he tried to raise his holy words even if the giant tentacled beast still kept its mouth shut. “Rotten Demon," whimpered Sapientia.
The Kraken, on the other hand, narrowed its tentacles at this confrontation.“Your snout and words are too great, angel.”
Sapientia hissed, he couldn't take it anymore, if the demon wanted to play this game and continue his unnecessary shenanigans, then he was probably going to have to play along with this filthy, incompetent nonsense. Sapientia waved his tail wildly, aiming to hit the demon first, but...somehow his pride was too great to go along with this filthy act that even the great creator would be disappointed, but the demon wanted to turn this around.
“I've always marveled at you in the sea, how you move, how you dance in the sea, how you glide lonely into the depths of the sea,” the Kraken used his ink to slowly pull the angel back into the sea. “How about a little dance in the sea?” Sapientia didn't know what the demon was up to with this innocent nonsense of asking for a dance. The kraken's voice suddenly seemed changed as well, as he perceived an obstruction that bothered him on land and therefore preferred to retreat to a place where he...no rather they had their privacy.
And then Sapientia had to learn that he had not imagined the demons' laughter in his head because his ego was so crushed, in truth demons were really close to his presence and he was suddenly overcome with shock when he saw how he was being watched by disgusting demons as he was being struck down, their sniggering was great and he must have experienced how the angels in the third sphere always felt when they were mistreated until tears almost ran.
Demons wouldn't mind sharing this fun and feast with other demons for watching, but it seems the Kraken wasn't a big fan of this tradition.
Sapientia felt ashamed as never before, his ego and narcissism cornered to the point where he had to admit that it hurt a little not to be considered right. He clenched his claws and gritted his teeth and had to accept this filthy disgrace now. But for some reason, the demon realized how much it bothered him to be put down like this, until he whispered honest prayers and broke down inside. Then the demon became a little irritated, too irritated not to fight back in this situation because it was his “catch” after all.
The Kraken, very bothered by this rude gesture from the other demons, raised its tentacles and smashed them in the direction of the demonic guests who were not invited at all, who jumped up in shock because other infernal creatures never smash their heads against each other when angels are involved in order to taste the tears of the angels together. Another strike crystallized the uninvited guests. The Kraken didn't want his angel to feel disturbed and humiliated, even though he might become the first demon to feel true love and didn't want to continue power games that other demons were still perpetuating.
In the beginning he wanted to force the angel and let his fantasies run riot to finally relieve his inner desperation, but why he felt these warm feelings inside him and touched Sapientia with tenderness was an emotion he had never felt before or rather a demon is not allowed to feel. It made him sick, but also somehow warm to the core, as if the angel's warmth was melting his icy heart.
This angel was his and he hoped the angel would accept it.
Sapientia was confused, a demon sweeping away other demons like a broom to get rid of the filth, even though this pest had low grade fun with him and he was wide open for demonic eyes to watch, demons don't share much and wanted everything for themselves, their greed was their top priority, but degrading and subjugating an angel was like a determined pact of their cohesion.
And for some reason, Sapientia's ego glowed again like a faded blossom submerged under the snow in winter, as if the recent demonic laughter had never been. It was like a relief, a relief that the gigantic Kraken had gotten rid of these several little pests. But thoughts or prayers did very little to help Sapientia question less at the moment.
The Kraken squeezed its tentacles around the angel even more and leaned its cold demonic body against the angel's golden wings, they were so beautifully unique and so fascinating, the demon wished to possess such an honor himself.
"Other demons can be annoying in this matter, I still want us to have time alone..." The Kraken slid slowly back into the sea with Sapientia, his cold body close to the warm body of the angel that could melt him until he was just a liquid under the angel's claws.
"But you have to promise me you'll behave, angel" Sapientia still couldn't open his snout, the Kraken prevented this for the fun that would come later.
Sapientia's claws slowly dipped back into the sea as the demon pulled him into the sea for the little dance the demon demanded. A dance of death rather, if Sapientia was looking for a name.
The salt water hit Sapientia like a comforting sensation as the demon immersed him in the water. He had been active on land many times before, no question, but the salt water, the sea, was another world of euphemism that Sapientia relished. It seems this had remained in the back of the demon's mind during his years of hidden observation that the persistent water soothed the angel.
The Kraken pulled Sapientia not far from the shore, where they landed in a coral reef surrounded by sea algae and sea creatures. An underwater paradise that even demons respected.
The kraken could give a slight chuckle, but stopped himself from disgracing the angel even more with his little game that the angel did not yet understand and turned the angel face to face in their little beautiful dance in the sea, because this position was the only one that the demon now accepted and wanted to have. Although no real facial emotions could be attached to the angels, whether they were sad, happy or confused, the demon noted an irritated expression in Sapientia that could make the water boil.
But the Kraken must admit, the angel had great patience and endurance, any demon would be wild with rage.
“I must praise you, angel.” The Kraken slid its main tentacles, chosen by it for the great honor that awaited it, very far below the abdomen and slightly above the tail of Sapientia. “Such a good angel as you must be earned...” The Kraken turns its several eyes to the deity wrapped in its tentacles at the expected irritated reaction of the great angel, but... it seems from the reaction...
The Kraken was surprised at the great discovery he had personally found out about the Angel's little secret, one that was not unexpected, after all, the Angel needed someone to make his ego stand taller.
“Ohh~ how sweet you like to be praised?~” The Kraken shifted his voice tenderly, not because he was faking it, it surprised him to have actually found out something that was probably embarrassing to the Angel personally. Sapientia, on the other hand, turned his muzzle away, a small whimper coming from his sacred throat as the Kraken tried to penetrate his privates,his weak spot. Sapientia might be covered in metal and steel all over his body, but some places beneath that metal still had scaly skin and flesh, certain places he covered.
“Do you want to be praised even more, little instrument of God?” Sapientia observed how the Kraken forced its tentacles between the metals up to his scales to finally get rid of the annoying obstacle. “Do you like hearing how unique and holy you are?” The cold water overgosed Sapientia at the scales of the place that was actually very private even under angelic eyes as the demon broke through his metal armor, now naked at his abdomen in front of a demon that didn't even have the honor of seeing such a charming and innocent thing. “Tell me angel, my voice praises you more than the voice of your great creator?”
Sapientia whimpered softly, because the situation was so strange to him that he didn't know how to act except to observe. But for some ominous reason, he found the demon's voice charismatic, tender, like the evening wind gliding through the sea.
The demon was mesmerized and enriched at his small sight of the angel and his sanctuary, which surely no one had dared to touch for millennia. He was probably the first to take the innocence of an angel like Sapientia, something demons would sacrifice anything for, but the Kraken wasn't just after this one... he wanted the angel to love him.
The demon wasn't very surprised that angels in their beloved embarrassing “sanctuary” had two sexes instead of just one, one of the male and female kind; he had often overheard demons talking to each other about angels being intersex, some even sexless. A bonus point for demons, of course, without thinking about the fact that most angels were the image of a goddess and a great fallen angel and therefore probably all took on two genders.
Sapientia's parts were beautifully decorated, the scales on the sides were mixed with gold and green and formed a small pattern around it, the male part of Sapientia was colored pink and looked like a small tentacle sticking out, this small member was sticking out above a female part in the shape of a slit that was a bit hard to see because the scales covered it.
The longer the demon gazed at the angel from above and below, the more the small flame in the angel grew to explode, this inner flame made Sapientia more tense than he merely was. The Kraken noticed the sweet tension and slid his tentacles over the slippery scales, just touching them made him fantasize about doing his deed with the Angel for hours, after all, the Angel doesn't seem to be very dry, an advantage of being a creature of aquatic life.
“Relax angel...” the Kraken squeezed Sapientia's legs to the side to get a better view. “Forget your duties, actions and honor for now...” The Kraken finally loosened its tentacles around the angel's snout to let it speak, for the awkward silence needed loud words to break it.
Sapientia wiggled his muzzle back and forth, a gnashing sound coming from his jaws as he finally managed to open his mouth. “Demons like you will regret touching me, burn for eternity!” Sapientia growled at the innocent pest face he had in front of him, the demon had big sweet eyes like a puppy's, as if all the evil had disappeared from the demon just because of his angelic aura.
“Try what you will, I cannot be broken to disappoint the Great Honor of the Creator!” That was the sentence the demon had been waiting for. The angel may appear to be highly dignified and narcissistic, to be in the right with his words, but deep down in the angel's mind he wants to be overpowered and praised for it.
The demon knew that.
A dark feeling came over Sapientia, his scales quivered briefly as the Kraken leaned towards him slowly, this time a gloomy atmosphere came over him, as if he had said something wrong. The demon leaned against Sapientia's chest, at that moment the demon could have wished to listen to the angel's heartbeat, if only they had a heart. Sapientia breathed a sigh of relief before he felt the demon's tentacles on his scales again as they slowly tried to break through him. Then Sapientia was overcome with several thoughts of being so lowly dishonored that he tried not to shed tears and became more irritated and desperate.
“You don't have to cry, my little angel...” the Kraken spoke and Sapientia grumbled as one of the demon's tentacles stroked him on his cheek and horns until one of the other tentacles finally entered the angel slowly.
Sapientia jerked and shuddered, the demon's grip tightening as the demon broke through even more to the end of the sacred walls without difficulty, for as the Kraken already knew that Sapientia was very wet and slippery. “Shhh~...all will be well”
Sapientia suddenly froze, his body very relaxed as if it were a natural reaction on his part and the irritation was gone. If the kraken could see Sapientia's face in more detail as it twitched and worked, it would probably be soft and dreamlike, the eyes small, the cheeks pink and the mouth half open.
The angel was as if caught in the clouds of its home, letting itself be led by the demon as if in a dance, because for some reason Sapientia was defenseless. This feeling regulated the angel to a small numbness, angels have always been tender and gentle, so it was no longer a surprise to anyone that they became defenseless and obedient in this act. Not forgetting that tears can flow from their eyes, because for them it was actually a very emotional affair that takes place between mates. A ritual that an angel only completes once and otherwise will be with their partner forever, no one else, they were very faithful.
The Kraken groaned, this warmth that was supposed to harm him brought him the thrill of being in heaven, the angel felt so good, a little tight because the angel had never done this act before, but otherwise everything the demon had ever wanted. The demon pushed his tentacle further into the angel's slit until he finally hammered it out and back in again.
Sapientia cried out, tears flowing down as the demon continued to pierce him, giving him no respite as he moved it too, it hurt a little and Sapientia was sure that the demon's tentacles were too big to pierce him any further, but Sapientia was very wrong.
“You are simply wonderful, you know that angel?” The Kraken filled every single corner that was free of Sapientia and now used one of its free tentacles to let the untouched member of Sapientia play along, because it certainly craved it.
“You are the most beautiful thing I have ever observed in the sea.”
Sapientia gasped and growled softly, all sounds in one, as the demon's words took over his thoughts.
“So beautiful” The Kraken amused at his words, wanting to hear the little angel sing, a song that could summon the entire prominence of creatures from Inferno, only this song was meant for him and his alone.
The Kraken, relieved at his years of desperation finally leaving him, finally having the Angel trapped in his tentacles, craved more touch and hugged and wrapped the Angel even more to his body. With another powerful thrust, he made the angel sing again, only louder this time.
“By the great...!!!” Sapientia scrambled to his feet, ruthless with himself not to involve his creator in this convoluted act. The Kraken, of course, wanted much more, namely for the angel not to chant the name of his god, but only to raise his voice for him.
“What was that, angel...?” The Kraken stroked Sapientia's member with its tentacle and stimulated the angel even more until he saw stars.
“Can you sing for me again...?” The Kraken slammed into the abused little skin again, so much the angel wouldn't know his own name, emotions and boundaries.
Sapientia sang out, all that even his powers were no longer under control and the storm on the surface of the sea seemed to be wilder.
Sapientia was subjected to thousands of feelings and thoughts that urged him to enjoy this act, for apparently the great Creator had imposed his destiny on him, proclaiming that this demon was the crowned partner he had long sought, a destiny he could not avoid because the Creator wanted it that way.
And he would do anything for their god, after all, they were just instruments to be used.
“By my-” Sapientia continued to sing out instead of giving a cry, his entire body shaking and convulsing without his will.
The pompous angel tried so hard to fight it as if it was a battle between life and death, even if the Kraken didn't understand why or what the angel was fighting for.
“O-On my honor-” Sapientia tried to utter the words that would seal his fate, but the demon robbed the air from his lungs every time it rammed its tentacle into him again, and this time it hit a very sensitive spot.
Sapientia gagged, the emotionless emptiness breaking him like small insects that are effortlessly crushed, when his crowned partner gave him no freedom, Sapientia longed for contact and had managed to free his claws.
The Kraken startled a little as he lost a bit of control and tried to reposition the angel, but he was a little too slow.
The angel's claws caressed his skin like a touch that would redeem him for all time, one scratch and the demon would come away with grievous wounds, the demon thought the angel would strike, instead Sapientia wrapped his arms around him.
“I-In my honor, I love y-you...”
“A-And always will”
If you could see how flushed and flattered the demon was by the sacred phrases, you would question whether demons were really just heartless, cold creatures. Had the angel really recognized him as his partner? Was this ritual really as easy as it was said to be and did it work? In any case, the Kraken didn't care, he had heard what he had ever wanted.
The demon's eyes widened at the flattery and for some reason he was ready earlier than he thought, as he accidentally squeezed the angel's scales again with an automatic jerk just from those beautifully spoken words, a little too hard that the angel cried out and sang, the angel's claws pressed deep into his skin that could pierce him.
Sapientia whimpered, his body trembling as this strange pressure unfolded in his body and the demon released it with a final jerk. Sapientia breathed in deeply, his body out of his control as the forbidden climax left him numb.
The demon was not quite finished and awaited his anticipated satisfaction, after all, he had not used one of his ten main tentacles to break through the angel's sanctuary, one was reserved especially for the angel.
Sapientia was like a floating corpse underwater, still whimpering softly as the demon hammered inside him for the very last time, until the demon's expected climax finally came.
The kraken grunted as it dug its tentacle so deep into Sapientia that the angel will keep every last drop. The Demon stroked Sapientia's snout to soothe the angel as he got used to the stimulation and trembled until he finally filled the angel with his demonic semen to the core.
The demon whimpered as he watched Sapientia, every single movement, breath or expression until he was finally freed from his dreams that became reality. The Kraken gazed down as he watched his seed slide down the angel's tail like heavy ink.
The Kraken slowly released its tentacle from the angel's slit, the abused sacred skin now the property he had always aspired to, jealousy would erupt among demons if they only saw this art before them.
The Kraken settled down with Sapientia in the beautiful coral reef enveloped by seaweed, the angel slowly regained consciousness as the Kraken settled him down and it seems the angel was very dreamy as if he had experienced the best.
“No one has ever made me feel like this, especially a demon.” Sapientia slowly rubbed his body from top to bottom, it was truly a mesmerizing experience that he will never forget. It was just liberating and like a medicine to completely shut down your body, after all his body was very stressed from his duties in Paradiso.
The Kraken wrapped Sapientia in a hug, a rather big hug as he used all his tentacles. “That's exactly how you made me feel.” The Kraken giggled until he felt the Angel's snout over his eyes and the Angel gave it a kiss of sorts.
The Kraken would have exploded if he could. “Haven't you ever been kissed before?” Sapientia asked in wonder, letting a giggle escape his throat until he snuggled closer to the demon.
"You demons can be really questionable...” Sapientia now also wrapped his tail around the demon, whom he longed to cuddle and enjoy the afterglow.
“I can say the same to you angels” The demon wasn't even serious, it was more of a crux of how different their two sides can be.
Sapientia laughed. “Then tell me about yourself so you're no longer a questionable obsessed demon.” The Kraken was taken aback, but not surprised either, angels can be big talkers who want to tell you a lot without wasting a second. But the demon liked that, he had no one else to talk to.
The demon had never talked much about himself before, especially to an angel, but he had really just been whispering back and forth for the last few minutes until he realized that Sapientia had fallen asleep.
The Kraken sighed until he made himself comfortable, cuddling the angel close to his body for the warmth the angel radiated and slowly drifted off into the dream realm just like the angel.
The Kraken had everything he had ever desired.
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Chapter 4: Fortitudo/Temperantia{Smut+Fluff} [Update Note]
Notes:
Update Notes: Huh? its been a while that I posted a chapter here, sadly I've been very busy with work and my Laptop broke down a while ago, hopefully I can get a new one to fed you guys more. But here we go two new chapters that I wrote two months ago and here the list of unfinished work that I finally need to finish for this collection:
Jeanne/Cereza(Angst+Fluff)
Glamor/Scolpendra (Smut+ Fluff?)
Gracious and Glarious/Sloth(Yea you read that right)
Balder/Iustitia(Request from Cuntwars)
Hatred/Applaud(Smut)And many more on the way that I dont reveal yet hehe
Not My Headcanon that Angels are very sweet,soft, intimate to their Partners and respect and love them deeply (But don’t worry the spice will come in Future chapters I Just wanted to write soft and cute smut)
And that Demons can be little assholes.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Several years have passed since the angels tried to revive their great Creator, they were so close and yet so far away.
They had been promised to finally have a god on the throne of God again, for it had been empty and dusty for decades, as their creator had been trapped deep in a slumber and would now never listen to a single prayer again because her soul was at rest.
But since the Lumen Sage had lied to them and carried the evil soul of the God of Chaos, they, the instruments of God, lost a great power of life and grace, which was their true motivation to lead Laguna to glory.
Their bodies were always very fragile because they flowed with a lot of spiritual power, but after trying to revive their creator they were so weakened that only a small demonic touch could break them into pieces, so it was not uncommon for many angels of the third sphere to become tragic victims of demonic control and violence in the last days.
Not only these angels had been hit hard, for a cardinal virtue was so possessed by his courage to protect these little angels that he himself returned to paradise with wounds. They could heal themselves, that was no problem, but their bodies were so fragile that they would never forget those alienating touches.
Despite all this, the Cardinal Virtues worked hard and diligently to lead Laguna, despite the terrible things that had happened in the last few months, for at least if they stuck together they could still take on anyone.
They also advised Fortitudo to rest because of the terrible deeds a demon had done to him when he had tried to defend the lower spheres, which was successful only that he was tainted with shame. Fortitudo, on the other hand, rejected this sweet gesture from the other cardinal virtues and was more concerned with restoring Laguna to its former glory, which will take a lot of work.
Today was a long and restless day, there was much turmoil and desperation, which caused many angels to doubt. They held a conference for hours, but it led to nothing, except for the weeping that dripped from their eyes.
After that, Fortitudo listened to the wishes of various angels for several long minutes, trying to fulfill them, but it was not possible to put gold in everyone's hands at the moment. It got wilder and louder at some point, which wasn't even typical for their holy mouths.
“There's nothing we can do at the moment, except just declare a ban to the World of Chaos” Fortitudo's polite voice rang through the hallowed halls, each time hiding his tense mood to still appear professional.
“But what do we do with the thousands of guardian angels assigned to a human?” Several Affinitys lament over the matter of giving up their benefactions because, after all, the world of Chaos and humans still played a major role, they didn't want to give up their faithful believers.
Fortitudo faltered. “It's better to assess our well-being first than that of the humans, the world of chaos is currently very dangerous for you angels of the third sphere.” Fortitudo wasn't lying, because it was currently very dominated by the demons, only angels of the second and first spheres were allowed to dwell there, but these spheres were rarely in the human world. What had happened a few days ago was probably the deserved punishment he had received for not being good enough, so that even a demon from the lowest point of hell had to punish him. Fortitudo didn't even want to think about how dishonored he was until his tears made flowers grow under him.
Some desperate voices of the affinitys echoed loudly through the halls, they didn't want to complain especially to Fortitudo, the angel who treated every angel politely and spiritedly, but the desperate situation was unavoidable.
Fortitudo respected the courage that the little angels radiated, not to abandon the humans, their believers, he understood that all too well, but Fortitudo only wanted the best for the lower spheres and not to get another glimpse of how badly demons tortured and mistreated the children of the Creator.
Fortitudo sighed, a sign that he was letting his weakness show, he would love to be in a place where the thousands of voices of desperate angels didn't bother him, even if he would like to help them. How nice it would be if Temperantia were here now, Temperantia had often cheered him up with little cuddles or words of encouragement, the last few days the other cardinal virtue had also defended him when some angels were too desperate and took advantage of his politeness. Temperantia has always been a bit of a strict angel, so angels rarely open their mouths to complain.
“I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do...” Fortitudo was overwhelmed and couldn't formulate any more sentences from his mouth without his tiredness being heard from his voice.
“I'll still do everything I can, of course,” without another sentence Fortitudo parted from the little angels without another word, his claws trampling the floor of the hall until he finally arrived at the end of the hall in a place that only cardinal virtues were allowed to enter, for private meetings only of course. Finally a small place where Fortitudo could clear his head.
Fortitudo opened the large gate and entered the room, a great sigh escaping his mouth so that even a small flame slipped from his lips. Not only was he stressed, but his two dragon heads were also spitting a small fire from their throats. They were very stressed, so they had also plucked a few feathers from Fortitudo until they were laying everywhere in Paradiso.
Fortitudo wrapped his wings around himself, a kind of comfort that brought him to a place that was undisturbed. His fluffy and warm wings tickled his face, here at this moment he would have laid down on the clouds to slumber deeply for the next few years without any more prayers from the angels taking over his thoughts.
Just now everything was far too much for him, not only the problems that were spreading around Laguna, but also the cruel wounds on his body from a demon, which fortunately had long since disappeared, pierced his fragile soul to pieces.
Why had the creator punished him so much, had he done something wrong?
And if so, why?
Fortitudo's body became heavy on his claws, so much so that he almost lost his balance, yet he used the last of his strength to fight against his body. The last few days he had been so busy with work to forget those things that were actually bothering him, so much so that they all came out now that he wanted to suppress.
Angels were sensitive creatures, just a little bit of overstimulation could make them numb or even the lustful claws of a demon would taint them with shame and despair. Unfortunately, some angels were currently suffering this fate because many demons were hungry for control and rarely had morals, especially towards angels. It was not uncommon for some angels of the third sphere to return to paradise with depressive shame stained on their bloody bodies, marked by demons who had their fun with them. Fortitudo just couldn't stand to look at it anymore and wanted to intervene...and he had to pay for it by suffering the same fate.
He had the great courage to protect these angels, instead he was pushed to the ground and shamed, even in a place that was very sacred among them.
Revenge was a sweet thing for demons, as the light had dominated the darkness for the last few years, so it was understandable that demons wanted to do something gruesome that would make angels cry.
Fortitudo blew a deep sigh from his lips until he wanted to disappear from the room again to do his work and activities to get rid of the intrusive thoughts until he noticed someone hugging him from behind or rather trying to hug him because he was a bit small compared to the other cardinal virtues.
All his thoughts and stress had pulled him away from reality that he didn't even realize that the angel who meant so much to him was hovering behind him, giving him the love that had made him feel so good the last few days, even after the horrible things that had happened.
"Are you going to run away again so I can't even give you a hug?" Temperantia's voice sounded very sarcastic, because he hadn't even had the chance to give the angel who was his sun in the sky a little hug in the last few hours because he was so busy with work. A simple hug can do so much for angels, whether for comfort, intimacy or trust.
"Temperantia...I-" Fortitudo faltered for a moment, he was very surprised even, but Temperantia wanted nothing more at that moment than to enjoy the short time and give comfort to his angel.
"You look terrible..." Temperantia could be wrong, but the last few days Fortitudo didn't look like a walking corpse like today, but still Fortitudo kept forcing himself to walk on his claws until he finally fell over at some point.
Fortitudo remained silent, he didn't know exactly what to say, even sentences were too difficult for him to formulate. Temperantia loosened his embrace slightly so that Fortitudo could claw at his arms so that he could lift Fortitudo up, a ritual they often did for their little display of feelings for each other. Even though Fortitudo was very tired, he luckily managed the little swing, but had trouble keeping his balance until Temperantia tilted Fortitudo a little towards his chest so that Fortitudo lay on his back in his arms.
"Is the position comfortable?" Temperantia asked, even though he already knew what answer he would get, but he just wanted to hear the words of the angel he loved so much ringing in his ears again, like a melody he didn't want to forget.
"You know how much I love this position" Fortitudo jokes, even though in this position he looked like a small dragon being carried by a giant, that was all he really needed today. Temperantia's arms had great cuddling potential and he rarely wanted to get away from them.
“I'm glad...” Temperantia lifted his arms up a little and gave the angel in his arms a little kiss on the cheek, with Temperantia's successful attempt Fortitudo's little dragons joined in, because of course they also wanted to take part in the little cuddles. The two dragon heads cuddled up next to Temperantia's face and licked his cheek tenderly, even though their tongues felt like sandpaper, Temperantia accepted the sweet affection.
“Hopefully I won't end up with thousands of bites like last time we cuddled” Temperantia jokes, knowing how wild Fortitudo's two can be without Fortitudo actually wanting it.
“You know how wild they can be...especially when you're around” Fortitudo relaxed in Temperantia's arms until he soon melted like running lava, without his real intention he also wiggled his tail slowly back and forth, a sign that he was very relaxed right now.
Temperantia could do nothing but pinch a smile, he didn't admit it openly but he found Fortitudo cute and adorable in this state, so cute that he had to refrain from cuddling and giving love to the other cardinal virtue for eternity.
Fortitudo's saintly voice faltered until he finally whispered the words from his lips. “Can we lie down?...” Fortitudo interrupted his sentence. “Of course in our special place” Temperantia smiled, partly because Fortitudo sounded so innocent speaking those words.
“Of course, my angel,” Temperantia gave Fortitudo another kiss on the cheek until he made his way to the place where they could both finally be undisturbed and rest. Temperantia floated through the long halls with Fortitudo, angels flew past them or wandered through the halls, but they didn't give them any weird looks, angels had been much more tolerant than humans were, so there was rarely discrimination in Paradiso. Perhaps it was also because love in general had been very rare in Laguna, for angels are complex social beings who mate for life.
Temperantia hurried to the exit, hoping not to be approached by an angel who wanted to discuss problems again, because even they, the cardinal virtues, need a break from time to time. Temperantia and Fortitudo's special place wasn't much special at first glance, except that it was a place where only the cardinal virtues had access, the place was enveloped by a dark night sky with thousands of stars and fluffy clouds to rest on.
It wasn't long before they had arrived at their special place, partly because Temperantia was rushing too fast, so fast in fact that Fortitudo had to intervene that Temperantia should slow down a bit so as not to bump into some angels unintentionally. The only thing Temperantia had in mind, however, was simply to get to a private place where he could spend his time with Fortitudo, alone.
Fortitudo, however, was the only one who wanted to make sure they were truly alone for the next few hours, not because he'll mind much.
“Will we be joined by Sapientia and Iustitia?” asked Fortitudo, as he hadn't seen the other cardinal virtues for days because they were just as busy as them.
“They are very busy at the moment...” Temperantia sighed loudly and placed Fortitudo on the soft clouds,these had a beautiful mixture of white and light purple, matching the dark night sky like that of a dream.
“So...it's just us...?” Fortitudo asked, also somewhat innocent and shy, an emotion rarely seen on an angel.
“Just us,” Temperantia whispered and gave Fortitudo a little kiss before snuggling up next to his angel, his long arms wrapped around Fortitudo, not letting go for the next few hours.
“Good night,” Temperantia whispered, squeezing even closer to Fortitudo until he closed his eyes.
“Good...night.” Fortitudo whispered in a soft voice, a tender sound that made Temperantia fall asleep at just the slightest sound, like a melody you fall asleep to.
Fortitudo on the other hand had not been able to close his eyes even after the sweet good night, something was robbing his sleep, he could close them and try to fall asleep, but somehow it was his inner restlessness that made him wake up. And he didn't want to talk to Temperantia about it because he didn't want to disturb his partner's rest.
Fortitudo turned to his side once, which was a little difficult because Temperantia's strong arms were cuddling him deeply and firmly, but even turning to his side didn't make him close his eyes and finally fall asleep. He turned to the side again, this time so that he was lying in front of Temperantia's face, who already seemed to be deeply caught up in the dream world. If Temperantia had still been awake then...
Fortitudo shook these thoughts out of his head, how long had he actually been lying here? Minutes or perhaps hours?
Fortitudo was restless, very much so that his two dragonheads began to pluck at his feathers again, because they were also very tired and exhausted from the sleeplessness that had taken over Fortitudo.
Fortitudo rubbed his feathers against his face, not realizing that his sleeplessness was pulling Temperantia out of his sleep because he was rolling back and forth so wildly.
"You're restless, is everything all right?” Mumbled the voice of Temperantia beside him, a little tired trying not to seem so.
Fortitudo rubbed his face with his feathers, hoping that this annoying stress would leave him soon."It's just the stress, it's really robbing me of all my sleep”
“Did I wake you up?” Fortitudo asked worriedly, he had tried with all his might not to wake Temperantia, because his beloved partner had earned his sleep the last few days.
Temperantia didn't hesitate at all at his words. “No you didn't, I'm just worried...about you” Temperantia's great concern was great, but Fortitudo didn't want to make a big deal out of it, which worried Temperantia.
“Temperantia, it's really just the stress, you didn't have to worry, it's nothing” At that moment, Fortitudo could feel how tense Temperantia became, feeling guilty for saying something wrong that made Temperantia upset and sad.
“It's nothing?” Were Temperantia's words, they sounded melancholic and sad, a sound that could make a human cry. Fortitudo was silent and ashamed, had he said something wrong? Were his words too rude? He was confused as he tried to figure out what he had done wrong again.
Temperantia pressed his arms under Fortitudo's body, as if his arms were pillows for Fortitudo to rest on, and shifted his position, leaning with a slow sway so that he had Fortitudo underneath him.
Temperantia squeezed his little dragon angel to him to shed his endless love that he had to repress all these days and began to kiss Fortitudo's cheek, but this time it was more kisses than before. Fortitudo's lips trembled, especially in these matters, he didn't understand at all why Temperantia reacted like this.
“It's really nothing?” Temperantia's words this time sounded more melancholy than before, as if he had been psychologically hurt, perhaps it was just the horrified looks Temperantia gave Fortitudo below him because of the horrible hellish wounds that could still be seen in some places. Many angels have seen Temperantia irritated before, but now he would have gone to Inferno himself to teach the demons the lesson they deserved.
“I...I'm so sorry for what that demonic vile scum did to you...” That sentence was difficult for Temperantia to say, finding his own disappointment in himself painful.
Fortitudo's face became gentle, even a little relieved. “Temperantia, you don't have to apologize, it's not your fault…-” Temperantia interrupted Fortitudo's sentence, even though it was unusual for an angel to do such an unkind thing.
“Not my fault?“, that very day you had asked me to go with you to protect the lower spheres, but...I refused your request because of the stupid duties I have in Paradiso” Tears were rare for angels, because they were supposed to shed them for the great creator, but at that moment Temperantia had given his tears to an angel who was more important than their creator, even if he wasn't allowed to say so.
“Maybe none of this would have happened if I had been there, I-I...” Temperantia couldn't control his tears until he felt Fortitudo's soft feathers against his cheeks; they were warm, tender and soothing, a touch that almost made him forget everything.
“Don't tell me all this time, have you been thinking about yourself like this, Temperantia, no, please” Tears came out of Fortitudo's eyes, those words broke him so much inside that he couldn't control himself from thinking about the bad things that had happened, maybe that was why he had felt so sinful and ashamed the last few days.
“You dummy...” Fortitudo clasped his claws tenderly on Temperantia's hip and pulled them between his legs so he could give Temperantia a little kiss. Fortitudo could taste Temperantia's tears on his lips, they were salty but also a little sweet.
“You know what a big dummy I can be,” Temperantia stuttered and squeezed his cheek against Fortitudo's, they were a little flushed, one side a pale red and the other a pale blue, the two colors more beautiful than the eyes of the world.
Fortitudo wrapped his wings around Temperantia's large body while Temperantia suddenly began to give him more small, soft kisses, so many that Fortitudo was soon flooded with many feelings until he became one with the clouds that Temperantia was pressing him against.
“Temper-...” Fortitudo stuttered as Temperantia began to leave his holy kisses in certain places, places where the demon had defiled him some time ago. Wounds that Temperantia would heal with his gentle, healing kisses that made Fortitudo's spiritual energy shine brightly.
Fortitudo whimpered softly, his face soft, dreamy and flushed. Many demons and humans would be driven to lust by this act, but angels were the complete opposite, for them it was not lust, fun or pleasure for boredom it was something more special than that, the act of the final stage of love was the maximum trust you could give your partner partly because their souls were so sensitive and fragile.
And in that moment Fortitudo gave Temperantia his maximum trust, when Temperantia wanted to cover the lower wounds with kisses, but paused and hesitated to listen to the nice words of consent. But before he could speak his words, he had forgotten about the two cute little ones who wanted to join in.
Fortitudo's dragonheads didn't want to be left out and gave Temperantia a few love bites in every place they could find, but had decided afterwards they'd rather rest against the soft clouds to let the other angel lead. Which was understandable, they were too tired.
“Tell me when you want me to stop” Temperantia whimpered, lifting Fortitudo up a little so he could cuddle and kiss the angel beneath him better, especially the part that had suffered greatly from the demon's control.
“Please...go on, you're the only one I trust” were the sweet sentences Temperantia wanted to hear, a melody and a memory he never wanted to forget, the same for Fortitudo, to be healed by the angel that would free him from all the demonic touches so he wouldn't have to live with the shame anymore.
Temperantia gave Fortitudo a small kiss on the cheek before he set about the task of wandering between Fortitudo's legs, on the way there he had kissed the remaining wounds that were still untouched and caused Fortitudo to whimper. Fortitudo's soft feathers caressed Temperantia's form and Fortitudo seemed very excited as his tail wiggled back and forth in a relaxed manner.
Fortitudo whimpered softly and out of reflex he had opened his legs as Temperantia began to kiss the terrible wounds between his legs. It was like the great redemption of the great Creator, freeing Fortitudo from all the sin and shame, perhaps more freeing than that.
Small flames sprang from Fortitudo's throat as Temperantia paid attention to his private sanctuary, the great trust Fortitudo showed Temperantia because there the greatest wound shamed him.
Gender played less of a role with angels than with the other living beings in the Trinity, they were the image of God and took on different forms, so decades ago they took on the female and male gender for the honor of their realm and their gods at the time. They, the cardinal virtues, also experienced this transformation and became intersex, even if they were not even able to have offspring, and if this was very very rare, many angels wonder why they actually had a gender or were sexless. But this question can only be answered by the Creator…
Temperantia lovingly kissed the sweet pink slit of Fortitudo to return the love stolen by a demon to the abused skin, two members slowly sprouted from the tip of the slit in the form of small tentacles in the bright colors of blue and red, a somewhat embarrassing situation for the cardinal virtue of fortitude, who was actually very rarely shy.
“You're kind of cute when you're shy...” Temperantia noticed the other cardinal virtue's unexpected shyness, very surprising because Fortitudo avoided such feelings after all, and stopped his affectionate kisses for a moment to make sure he wasn't overdoing it.
Fortitudo covered his hot, blushing embarrassed face with his wings because of the sweet words from the mouth of the angel he loved so much, from his throat came the warm smoke of a fire that he tried to suppress, but he didn't want Temperantia to stop, the touches and kisses healed his inner soul that desperately needed healing and that healing was his great love, his star that still shone brightly even in the darkest part of his universe.
“Please... don't stop,” Fortitudo whispered softly, even though he still had to fight his shyness. With those words, Temperantia formed a small smile and painted the remaining marks with his kisses that the demon had left behind. With the kisses that followed, Temperantia tasted for the very first time the sweet liquid of the enchanting flower that Fortitudo had kept just for him. The demon might have taken a lot but Temperantia was the first one to really pick the innocent blossom.
Fortitudo's tail wagged back and forth as he relaxed until he had other intentions, when Fortitudo realized that maybe he was a little too greedy for not giving Temperantia back the love he gave him, he wanted to make this night the very best that could be more memorable than the Day of Judgment.
Temperantia released his last kiss as the fluffy feathers of Fortitudo marveled at his gigantic form, these slowly wandered to the place that needed to be marveled at and worshipped.
“Can you sit down...?” Fortitudo asked, his voice dreamy, hoping Temperantia could let him take the lead for a moment, after all his tiredness had eased a little so he could make his beloved partner feel good.
Temperantia nodded, without another word he straightened up and lifted Fortitudo from the clouds, which almost metaphorically became one with him the more Fortitudo melted with emotion.
Temperantia gave Fortitudo a light kiss on the cheek as he made himself comfortable on the clouds, perching Fortitudo on his lap as his beloved dragon had commanded.
Temperantia and Fortitudo were very demanding for the well-being of their respective partners and themselves. Temperantia had always been someone who was sometimes a little hard on himself and sometimes a little afraid of disappointing his partner at the slightest mistake and therefore hid his little overstrain within himself so as not to disturb the arousing situation and atmosphere between them. The same applied to Fortitudo, except that he had always been more optimistic than most of the angels in the hierarchy, so that he finally wanted to give Temperantia what he had always wanted.
This time, however, Fortitudo was more concerned than ever, which made Temperantia act.
“We can stop even if you're not quite ready...” whispered Temperantia, clutching his arms around Fortitudo's smaller form.
Fortitudo faltered as he leaned his body against Temperantia's tall figure. “No, I'm just a little overwhelmed,” this sweet melody stung Temperantia's ears, so innocent and shy, he almost wanted to push Fortitudo back against the clouds.
“Don't strain yourself, just move your wings down there and...” Temperantia guided Fortitudo's fluffy wings to the place that had been seeking touch for a long time. To human eyes, it would be a surreal abstract image playing out before them, for their angelic bodies had the appearance of majestic statues covered in gold, so one would not suggest there was flesh and blood beneath that skin.
Soft feathers tickled Temperantia's slit and aroused member, which he had already made appear with his magic some time ago, Fortitudo's little dragon heads also interfered a little again as they licked and gently nibbled at his two cheeks, Temperantia had to laugh at the thought of what he would look like at the end of the act, probably covered in thousands of dragon bites.
Temperantia closed his tired eyes and let himself be carried away by the wave of emotion till Fortitudo had completed his deed, when he noticed that Fortitudo was cuddling up to him, the fluffy feathers still caressing his private parts as Fortitudo suddenly used something else to make the situation a little more pleasant and exciting.
Fortitudo wrapped his long tail around the aroused member of Temperantia, which blossomed like a flower in spring at the slightest touch. This one was much larger than the two Fortitudo possessed between his legs, but that mattered little to him, they worshipped each other's bodies like gold, no matter how different they were.
“Forty...” murmured Temperantia, his cheeks stained a deep red, yet not wanting to protest because it lifted a liberating loving feeling out of him and this grew larger the more Fortitudo rubbed his tail against his member.
Fortitudo accelerated his movements rapidly, causing Temperantia to moan, a sound that humans would adore. And also a sound that Fortitudo for some reason made his walls tighten, today was finally the day that their intimacy rang high like a bell that echoed the last day of the year.
Fortitudo loosened his tail and wrapped his wings around Temperantia, his two beloved dragonheads had stopped kissing the big angel again when Fortitudo positioned himself over Temperantia's member, at this moment he didn't know what to do until Temperantia gave a giggle and wrapped his long arms around his little dragon angel.
“Just rub against my member-” Temperantia faltered briefly, thinking that this request sounded a little unkind, until Fortitudo rubbed against him with slow movements, the warmth of the fire and the cold of the wind finally becoming one and igniting.
“Am...am I doing this right...?” Fortitudo asked shyly, wrapping his wings tighter around Temperantia.
“You're doing it better than me” Temperantia joked with a whimper that followed, his arms stroking Fortitudo's fluffy feathers, these exploded with fluffiness.
Fortitudo whimpered softly, his legs getting a little shaky from the overstimulation as he rubbed even more against Temperantia's member til the sinful flower became wetter, Fortitudo clung to Temperantia more wildly as his trembling became more uncontrollable as he soon lost his balance.
“You're still a bit exhausted...let's lie down again,” Temperantia whispered the sweet words, he still had some strength left to take the lead. “Let me take the lead again so I can take care of you...” It wasn't long before Fortitudo gave a slight nod, his body as hot as a volcano about to explode.
Temperantia kissed Fortitudo's sweet warm cheek, meanwhile he pressed Fortitudo against the soft clouds again, his member that hadn't broken away from Fortitudo's touch to finally become one.
“Are you ready...?” Temperantia asked for consent that meant so much to him.
Fortitudo wrapped his wings around the gigantic form of the other cardinal virtue like a deep embrace and clamped his claws on Temperantia's hip so he could push his partner closer to him.
“Yes...but slowly first...” murmured Fortitudo.
“Of course, just relax.” Temperantia stroked the small form of the angel beneath him as he finally, for the very first time after all these years, melded with the angel he adored more than their great creator in the high heavens, and he would defend that proposition with his honor.
Fortitudo whimpered softly as Temperantia entered him, a feeling that this time did not disgust him miserably, because the light of his great love made his flower bloom, it treated him tenderly and intimately, a miracle that cleansed all shame from him.
Temperantia moved his hips slowly in a rhythm and moaned as he went back to the task of covering Fortitudo with kisses, he couldn't hold back the little dragon beneath him looked so sweet and radiant the more he penetrated Fortitudo until he reached the end of the core that could be the warmth of a sun.
Several small flames escaped from Fortitudo's throat, these also came from the mouths of his two dragons as they felt the same sensation as him, plenty of drool was in the mouths of the two dragons trying not to get out of control.
Fortitudo pushed Temperantia's hips with his claws in the same rhythm, even though their act of love was a bit messy just now because they were so overstimulated and it was their first time, they kept up their slow pace so as not to damage their fragile souls. Then suddenly tears came out of their eyes too because they trusted each other so much that they would sacrifice themselves for each other.
“I love you- so much,” Fortitudo murmured, his voice full of trust that he was giving Temperantia to handle his sacred body in a way that made the butterflies in his stomach grow larger. Fortitudo had to gasp brazenly as Temperantia hit a sensitive spot, his wings clinging to Temperantia's form as the tears grew larger.
Fortitudo's claws dug into Temperantia's stone-like skin, leaving deep scratches that would surely be visible later as all his negative emotions were blown away like the wind.
Temperantia slowly thrust into Fortitudo again, Fortitudo's touch and the feeling of Fortitudo honoring him was like the touch of God's hand that the angels hadn't felt in a long time, their spiritual power also connecting with each other during their act of love could even create worlds.
“By the great creator! I love you so much too!” Temperantia could not hide his tears, he simply loved Fortitudo too much.
With another swing of his hips, Temperantia made the dragon sing, a song that could define love and intimacy in the ears of many angels. This glorious urge commanded Temperantia to penetrate even deeper into his little angel to listen to the divine song again.
From the lips of Fortitudo came unintelligible notes of an unknown song as his body grew hotter and weary until the dizziness set in, despite all this he still tried to endure these wonderful seconds. Only his dragon heads got a little out of control and suddenly grabbed Temperantia a little hard to force the final thrust for the satisfying release they craved because it was taking too long.
Temperantia had not expected this, wanted to talk into it but was brought through the end of the sacred walls with one last hard push that he will worship like the sun itself and in that moment as the warmth and fire of Fortitudo surrounded him he shivered as if he was about to explode with affection and marked his beautiful fire flower with his seed forever.
Just like Temperantia, Fortitudo trembled at the final thrust, the beautiful feeling of being loved by the angel who will be his partner forever until the end of time. Fortitudo sang his little song, which became softer and softer the more he came in a row, until his face was accidentally smeared with his own semen and the wetness between his legs became uncomfortable.
Temperantia grunted, his arms very shaky as he had came into the angel who respected and loved him so much, his member still buried deep in his little angel because he didn't want to break the bond between them yet, Fortitudo however was a little too bold to break the bond now which made Temperantia ache briefly because their bodies were still shaking so much.
“Ow!” Temperantia shrilled. “Fortitudo wait until you stop shaking...” Temperantia's voice sounded a little stern, even though he didn't mean it that way at all.
Fortitudo fell silent for a moment, perhaps also because he was embarrassed to have made a mistake right at the end. “I'm sorry...” Fortitudo's gaze turned away.
Temperantia let out a sigh as he gave Fortitudo a kiss on the cheek: “Don't worry, mistakes can happen...”
When their bodies finally got tired Temperantia slowly and smoothly detached himself from Fortitudo without adding any more wounds, then they lay together on the soft clouds for a few more minutes until they cleaned each other up at a spring, after that they made themselves comfortable again among the beautiful clouds and cuddled into the deep night.
“I love you” Fortitudo hummed tiredly to himself and wrapped his wings around Temperantia as he was almost asleep when his eyes grew heavy.
”That was the best night you ever gave me”
Temperantia snuggled deep and tight against Fortitudo “I love you too, don't forget that”
The sentence had not reached Fortitudo before he had already dived into the dream world, when Temperantia gave Fortitudo one last kiss on the cheek.
“Good night, my little dragon”
Notes:
Sapientia: I'm tired, shall we finally get some rest, Iustitia?
Iustitia: Unfortunately we can't, our two lovebirds are having their romantic night there.
Sapientia: How do you know that? You were here the whole time.
Iustitia: I know a lot of things and have my eyes everywhere, as well as the fact that you seem to have a thing for demon tentacles.
Sapientia: How do you know…
Chapter 5: Dark Adam/Singularity{Dub-con}
Notes:
If Nobody writes about Singularity then it's finally my turn to change that hehe no character from the Bayo franchise is safe from me even him, I need to see this Artificial twink pounded. HEHE
Oke…I can explain! (No not really actually)
(And why did I choose Dark Adam/Strider? I really wasn't sure what character to pick so… he was picked randomly?) And not to confuse you guys, Dark Adam is Strider? Dark Adam is just possessing Strider/Luca in canon sooooooI really tried to write a plot at least, but I failed miserably.
Happy cursed reading guys.
This is what Dark Adam and Singularity get from wrecking my pure platinum everytime.
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Warning for this chapter: Hate-S, very unrealistic Sex(?), Biting and scratching, blood, I counted this as dub-con bc I wasn't really sure but I think it has some non-con elements so please beware
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In the depths of the infinite multiverses that were slowly breaking apart, and the remaining universes of the World of Chaos, worlds that were still eager to persist, a hateful creature wandered in search of retribution against a being that was tearing the tree of the multiverse to pieces piece by piece to plant its own life, wanting to tear down the old tree with its sadistic claws till nothing remains.
The dark creature shrouded in hatred pulled each of its counterparts into an inferno of its own, all the screaming souls trapped in the tight body of this creature wanted only one thing, retribution burning with vengeance.
All the souls that became one with the creature were once normal human beings who had been striving for a truth for ages and that truth had seduced one of their counterparts into despair and oppression and that counterpart was the perfect shell to drive the hatred of all the Arch-Adams until they finally became just a hateful individual of themselves. For the hatred had robbed them of their pride and humanity and sought only revenge on Singularity…
Singularity...That name made the dark Arch-Adam's teeth gleam from his snout, gritted teeth and rage filled claws just waiting to finally get something between his claws that he could finally crush until it screeched and that someone was the being that had caused all the disasters.
Singularity may not have been the artificial ‘creature's’ name as he was called by those he encountered, after all, when Dark Adam thought about it, this creature didn't deserve a name either, Singularity was going to die without ever having borne an original name even if he had to die with the name humans had given him, which would be a big mockery on his part...and that's what Dark Adam wanted to achieve.
A muffled air penetrated Dark Adam's lungs, muffled screams also rang loudly through his ears, it seemed that the dimension he had successfully arrived in had already been invaded by hundreds of homunculi, like all the other worlds that had the same tragic fate as in a novel, without a good end in sight.
The Dark Adam, however, was not interested in the worlds he travelled, the dead, the suffering, none of that mattered to him anymore...only delusional vengeance could be seen in his eyes and that led him to this world littered with lava and a civilization that had not yet developed far.
He could feel Singularity's presence from afar, no matter how much this sadist hid in the thousands of multiverses away from him, Dark Adam felt the presence he would never forget. His claws trembled with rage and his fur rose in the air like a howling wind.
This sadistic artificial maniac was here.
Singularity perhaps rarely showed himself in front of humans no matter what civilization, he showed no interest or joy from the suffering and annoying screams of humans because he had them agonizing under his heels without an emotion in his eye as they whined and howled not to die, humans didn't even deserve to feel his presence or listen to his voice because he mocked them with all his self.
But the dark Adam will show this sadistic individual what he has done, all the suffering and death has locked away his consciousness and humanity as if it had never existed, his body was empty without any emotion left inside.
He could only hold the thought of Singularity's body in his claws, crushing it, tearing the fragile body into pieces until the ugly face of the metamorphosis shattered like glass, revealing the face that humans once called scientific progress. For a long time Singularity refused to acknowledge the truth that he was an artificial being, and the Dark Adam wanted to force Singularity to realize that he was just a bioweapon created by human hands that was only there to be used, as it was always meant to be, driven by the human will that must never end.
The Dark Adam crept through a large Chinese-like fortress surrounded by lava and eeriness that had already plunged every human into its doom, no soul dared to come here, at any time a simple homunculi could jump out of the shadows and cost you your life. It was a pure fight for survival.
But it seems that no soul, human or homunculi, is present...which was very strange.
The great shadow of the Dark Adam cast out against the wall, his body resisting every now and then, for one of their variants to whom this body belonged was resisting them, but he was not allowed to, he had to realize the truth before his eyes that hate was the only thing driving them forward now.
The menacing footsteps of the beast shifted through the long hall, scratching noises followed as the dark Adam left deep scratches on the walls as he ran through the long corridors for the target he was after.
His claws tingled like chalk on a blackboard, his focus fixed like that of a predator, until at last he suddenly felt the presence he loathed so much. It was so close, as if he had been able to touch it, but his physical contact was not meant to be affectionate, the Dark Adam wanted to tear Singularity to pieces.
Dark Adam's large wolf-like ears turned back in irritation as he suddenly heard an unfamiliar noise, it sounded as if someone had swung and thrown a long shaped weapon that broke through the air barrier with force.
The unknown sound made him act quickly and he dodged nimbly to the side as a spear formed from dark matter pierced the ground, the earth and dust leapt into the air preventing Dark Adam from catching sight of the culprit who had attempted this little ambush.
A warm gust of wind hissed through the hall like the warm breath escaping from the beast's throat, the dark Adam held his claws in front of his snout until the dust finally settled and the shape of the evildoer finally formed before his eyes.
Dark Adam's eyes turned blood red as he looked between his claws, so that one could think that the last supper was now ready for him at the table, the last meal he would ever eat in his life until he could finally die satisfied.
There was absolute silence, an affluent silence that even prompted one monk to speak, for the silence became more and more tense the longer they gave each other threatening looks, until finally one of them broke the silence, and this someone was of course the one who had long since seen his absolute Phenomena confirmed.
“Dark Adam, what are you doing here...?” The serene voice hadn't changed at all, it still sounded calm and casual, not a single tone behind that voice showed one percent remorse behind his motivation, just a dream of finally achieving what he had been striving for for a long time.
“I was sure that I had already confirmed your deletion.” Singularity's voice sounded uneasy, and a little disappointed that he might have overlooked something and even miscalculated, which rarely happened to him, because everything was supposed to follow his plan, but it seems he made a small mistake that he had to fix as soon as possible.
Only a growl of rage filled Dark Adam's throat and his sharp claws spoke for themselves as he paid no heed to Singularity's words, for these words did not deserve to be heard.
“Silent words will not help you Arch-Adam” Singularity slowly floated down to the ground without a fearful expression in his eye as if a higher being had finally arrived on earth and that being was him, his heels hovering just millimeters above the ground and just his mere presence could make humans tremble.
Dark Adam growled out loud, Singularity's form and personality had not changed at all as always, a sadistic sassy maniac who probably needed a complete reprogramming to finally learn moral respect. Since his plan to absorb and merge the multiverses, Singularity possessed a body undergoing a metamorphosis, which was still in a kind of initial phase, and Dark Adam was determined to crush this sensitive, fragile body in his claws until there was nothing left.
Although Dark Adam wanted to tear Singularity to pieces here and now, he couldn't help but analyze Singularity's body from top to bottom, just as the scientists in the Alphaverse had surely done to marvel at their creation with pride.
The sadistic maniac before his eyes was taller than him, estimated to be three times the size of an adult human, and upon first sight of Singularity's form, one could tell that he belonged to the Homunculi - the color palette and patterns were one-to-one with those of the bioweapons currently running amok in the multiverse. Despite all this, Singularity was almost the only one of the artificial creations to have a humanoid form, most of the homunculi were in the form of fused animals.
Four horns protruded from Singularity's face and in the center of these horns was the fixed gaze of an eye, a terrifying look that many humans surely saw last before death finally caught up with them.
Taking a closer look at Singularity's peculiar form, Dark Adam now also looked at things he had never really paid attention to on Singularity's body before like the thin waist, the thighs adorned with wave-like patterns, the heels and...Dark Adam shook his head in confusion as his thoughts tried to distract him from his actual problem and why he was staring at Singularity's body like an idiot as if he hadn't wanted to see Singularity die a few seconds ago.
He wanted to tear that body to pieces.
And that is what he will do, just in a different way.
He will break Singularity's body so badly that even humans would feel pity at the mere sight that a rage-filled beast that he was could devour an entire black hole.
Singularity formed a spear in his hand, the Dark Adam's reaction and behavior worried him slightly, after all he had expected this hateful beast to carry more rage and hatred from the carnage he created, he had expected an attack immediately after he landed on the ground, but instead he only got strange looks that somehow pierced his body. Singularity despised this feeling very much, humans in his dimension often gave him this look when he was still weak and useless, at least that's what humans called him until he showed them what great phenomena he could create.
But Singularity simply ignored the strange behavior of the Dark Adam, humans were sometimes really very strange in his eyes.
"You humans can be really strange sometimes...but at least you're very easy to extinguish..." Singularity threw the spear with a force that could split an entire dimension in two, if he still had lips, a slight smirk could have been seen as he analyzed that Dark Adam didn't move a step, not a single muscle moved in the lost hateful beast to dodge.
Dark Adam was unsuspectingly torn from his thoughts when Singularity launched the first attack, his thoughts distracted him a little too much that he just managed to dodge the spear that almost hit his head, had that happened he would surely have been lying motionless on the ground by now. Singularity is not to be trifled with, even if at first glance he didn't look like someone who could destroy thousands of worlds with a flick of his wrist.
A hiss escaped from Dark Adam's throat, what's wrong with him? His head went all foggy and his elated thoughts distracted him from the real issue of tearing Singularity to pieces.
Unless his bestiality, like that of an animal, was slowly beginning to change his mind and body again, the last humanity he had tried to control had long since been swallowed up by the hatred and... Dark Adam noticed an unpleasant tingling in his body, a charged desire began to blossom in him, a desire for which his bestial body was striving, but why now of all times when Singularity was standing before him?
"Are you afraid, Dark Adam?" Singularity's voice rang through his head, that soft calm voice made him even crazier than usual.
"Accept your fate" Singularity snapped his fingers.
"Even if you don't accept your fate, I'll be the one to make you realize it" Singularity formed a spear again and Dark Adam had no idea what stupid things Singularity was talking about this time and leapt nimbly up into the air to attack, until suddenly something unexpectedly hit him in the back, hard and sharp until blood spurted.
Blood poured from Dark Adam's snout, staining the hallowed ground red, so it was on purpose that Singularity missed him with the spear to begin with, so he could attack him from behind, a sly little know-it-all who loved his underhanded confrontations.
"Was that all, had enough?" Singularity's sassy attitude was unstoppable as always as the supposed hateful beast knelt bloody before his heels, like a little puppy howling and howling until the eyes of acceptance and surrender appeared.
Dark Adam became desperate with rage, his deadly claw trying to reach for Singularity, but Singularity acted promptly. A howling scream rang through the halls, a scream that could have come from Sinners from Inferno, as another spear brutally pierced the beast, but this time on the palm, nailing him to the ground.
Singularity formed another spear and rammed it into the other palm of the hateful beast, which let out a scream, not wanting the little puppy to get away like it usually did.
"Don't worry, your suffering is no pleasure to me Dark Arch-Adam I promise you it will end promptly" Singularity generated a scroll into his claws, surely his dear children will have a lot of fun wiping out a no good Arch-Adam.
Until…
Singularity was about to activate the scroll until suddenly an unpleasant sight appeared before him, a rather human problem that would surely have made many humans wince or blush. He didn't want to understand many human emotions or actions, but even such a matter was too fatal for him. Too fatal, really... Humans and their greedy desires.
Although Dark Adam was pinned firmly to the ground, he remained calm, but perhaps this was because any slightest movement of the spears he was pinned to caused an electric shock, so trying to escape was useless.
Despite all this, the beast seems to be very excited by all this, and with very much too much. The stiff member of the beast prowled for touch and release, displaying this openly for anyone who might come by.
Dark Adam panted like a desperate wet dog, he wanted to try and suppress all this arousal but nature had other plans for him and for some reason he didn't much mind having Singularity in front of him anymore, a lust blossomed for the presence he was supposed to hate so much.
Even though Singularity couldn't show any explicit expression on his face, you could see how inappropriate the matter was for him right now, but as usual he solved it boldly, crossed his arms and thought nothing more of it, after all, he had to admit...
That he was a bit bored and needed a little change.
Dark Adam had expected Singularity to make quick work of him, just like all the other victims it had already hit, but Singularity seemed to have suddenly changed his plans as Singularity pushed his heel towards the bloody chest of the beast.
With a flick, Singularity let the scroll disappear from his claw and leaned down to get a better view over the beast.
"You're lucky Arch-Adam that I'm a bit bored...and you're my little pastime now" Singularity laughed softly, resting his claws on his hip, a gesture that somehow irritated Dark Adam even more, but not because of the hatred that was inherent in him, no, Singularity knew exactly how to taunt his enemies and he used it effectively.
Dark Adam would have loved to let out a loud sigh at his annoying irritation until he quietly watched Singularity suddenly kneel in front of him, it happened unexpectedly as Dark Adam whimpered softly when he felt a claw on his stiff member, it was cold and made him tremble.
Singularity sighed softly. “After all, I could make good use of Faerie DNA”
Singularity may not have been truly informed or had any prior experience of the greedy desires of humans, so he fulfilled them somewhat sloppily, but it mattered little to him and stroked the Arch-Adam's member with his claw until the beast gave up willingly.
The Dark Adam whimpered, his tongue rolled out of his snout and a warm breath escaped his throat as Singularity now squeezed and stroked his member until his member grew in Singularity's claw as it craved more, the enormous size would have made any human faint at the sight, Singularity however was not easily impressed.
"Is that all?" You humans are really exhausting" Singularity's words made Dark Adam growl, but his growl was quickly silenced by Singularity as he now used his cold claw to move the aroused member of the hated beast up and down in a feverish rhythm.
Singularity repeated this process several times until Dark Adam would soon see stars before him.
Dark Adam doesn't want to admit it openly and was certainly aware that Singularity had certainly never done this before and even if it is the first time, why is this sadistic maniac so good at making him tremble with satisfaction.
“I-” Dark Adam rarely sounded his voice, yet he did it anyway.
“Mhm-?...Now you talk?” Singularity spoke, a bit surprised to finally hear the beast speak, who supposedly had so much hate in him that he wouldn't even speak a single word.
The beast growled and tried to push his desires aside to say only one thing to the sadistic maniac.
“I hate you-”
Suddenly the atmosphere around them changed, so one could think or guess that the dark Adam had said something wrong and the only thing that could be heard in the great hall was the exhausted panting of the beast, still pinned to the ground. It wasn't long before Singularity slowed his movement as a laugh rang out from him.
Singularity laughed until he suddenly positioned himself over Dark Adam and, with a brutal grip, held Dark Adam's muzzle shut so that no more words could come out.
“You humans don't want to know how much hatred I have for you...for creating me and letting me suffer” despite the situation Singularity angered Dark Adam even more and wanted to do anything to distract when Singularity hovered his hips just a few millimeters above the aroused member of the beast.
“Feeling greedy?” Singularity asked insistently, brushing his fingers against the Dark Adam's member, who was just waiting for something warm to penetrate, Dark Adam can only hope and pray that Singularity's great phenomena do not tear him to pieces.
“I hope you can handle me-” The grip on Dark Adam's muzzle tightened as Singularity positioned himself over the aroused member of the beast and guided it to his slit, if you can call it that.
A vaporized whimper escaped Dark Adam's muzzle at the strange touch Singularity presented him with, after all Dark Adam didn't know that particular body part and trademark of Singularity could also be used for these purposes.
Singularity hummed, his claw still wrapped tightly around Dark Adam's snout as he pulled the beast's snout closer to him to make tense eye contact.
“Remember, I'm only doing this for me Arch-Adam” with those last words Singularity made the beast tremble mercilessly as he gave Dark Adam the go-ahead to penetrate him, but it seems the maniac was more of a gentle and cautious person, which surprised Dark Adam a little, because even though Singularity always addresses himself as the perfect being, he was still struggling to get the aroused member between his legs at all, which amused Dark Adam a little.
At least a small spark of power that he could feel in this situation.
Dark Adam whimpered, a hot little smoke even escaping his nose, this feeling, this rush, and this warmth and cold combined, it felt completely different to that of a human that's for sure. Several thoughts circled his head as to how Singularity's body even functioned in such a situation, each time it seemed and felt as if his member had completely disappeared into another dimension or even been swallowed up by a black hole, it sounded surreal and abstract but Dark Adam thought nothing more of it, only the greed for the phenomenal feeling that made him feel good grew stronger.
Singularity let out a small whimper for the first time, a sound few got to hear as he shoved the Arch-Adam's enormous member into him, the feeling filling him made his legs tremble a little and he could now understand why humans liked this activity so much, his claw on the Dark Adam's snout loosened after a while as he decided to claw at the beast's legs so he could ride it better, after all it was still pinned to the ground like a little vivisect, so Singularity didn't have to worry about the little puppy disappearing.
“Now I understand why you humans enjoy this activity so much-" Singularity whimpered softly, his claws traveling up his thighs to his chest and hammering the member of the beast deep inside him again until he found a feverish rhythm and had to admit that he had been a bit wrong about humans doing such things, yet it didn't change his mind to make his definition come true.
Dark Adam grunted and groaned, a lot of frustration blooming in him as he could only watch the maniak having his own fun and not being able to contribute much, he would have loved to wrap Singularity's hips around his claws to finally hear the maniak scream and let him see stars, after all Singularity was still a little wary about this.
The vaporized whimpers and moans of the two echoed through the hall as well as the wet slippery sound that sounded every time their bodies collided, they can only hope that humans, angels or demons don't catch them, but the two don't seem to care if that happens, especially Singularity who was slowly shaking with every jolt, a feeling he had almost never felt before.
“Oh-my...-” Singularity faltered softly, this feeling that made his body grow warmer was such an abstract sensation that he had never felt in his life, it made him feel more alive than he wanted to admit, a feeling he had been striving to feel for a long time.
However, the small pleasure seemed to distract Singularity a little too much and even limit his powers a little, as he seemed to have momentarily lost contact with some of the Homunculi. Not only was this a great sign, but Dark Adam now noticed that the spears still pinning him to the ground were slowly disintegrating without Singularity noticing... the perfect opportunity to strike.
It happened swiftly, as Dark Adam grabbed Singularity's hip with one claw and Singularity's thigh with the other and with a small switch of position pushed the maniac to the ground hard and firm, his aroused member still buried deep in the maniac's slit, but this time he pushed it in deeper than Singularity wanted it until it brought forth an unpleasant sensation of pain from Singularity's view.
"What's it like to lay on the ground now, little human hater?" Dark Adam asked hysterically, finally filled with power and pleasure as he clasped Singularity's hip in his claw and pushed it deeper into his thrust, his other claw holding the maniac's thigh to keep it in place.
He didn't even let Singularity speak a word as he pulled Singularity hard towards him and moved his hips at a brutal speed to hammer his member in and out until Singularity soon broke inside.
Singularity whimpered and hissed loudly, his body motionless and trembling, his claw suddenly glowing blue as he aimed it at the dark Adam, but the dark Adam was a little quicker and with a hard grip on Singularity's body to keep him in check, the dark Adam bit into the maniac's shoulder until the strange taste of homunculi sweetened his tongue.
Singularity's breath hitched briefly and he tried to free himself from the beast's claws, being humiliated like this made him sick inside, he tried to teleport away but for some reason his body and mind weren't working properly anymore everything was cloudy in his mind, as if all his senses and powers had suddenly shut down on their own for a moment.
His body was too overstimulated.
Despite the small numbness Singularity felt from the physical overload, Dark Adam still hammered into him harder and faster each time, each hammering into his slit filled with hatred and mockery, the beast's hard jaw still buried in Singularity's shoulder and not about to release for the next few minutes.
“Do you like wiping out everything until only you are left?!” Dark Adam asked evaporated, all the victims who had died were circling his soul like ghosts who couldn't find peace and with these words he hammered even harder into Singularity this time, so hard that you could briefly see small purple crystallized wounds on Singularity's hip and thigh, but they healed quickly afterwards.
Because the dark Adam needs a little more hate in him to finally break this fragile body into pieces.
"I will tear you to pieces, obliterate you, make you realize where you belong!!!" Dark Adam's claws left deep marks on Singularity's artificial body, he was very excited that Singularity had landed in his little trap, a trap where he could taunt Singularity as much as he wanted here and now.
Singularity on the other hand hissed and tried to stifle any whimpering or display of weakness, after all he wanted to make it clear to the humans that he was no longer a man-made weakling.
"Stop it!" Singularity hissed under his breath and had somehow managed to latch his claw onto the beast's snout and had forcefully released the snout on his shoulder.
“Feeling too Confident?!” Singularity hissed and clamped his claw harder on Dark Adam's snout, but this did not stop the beast from continuing to break Singularity's body internally and hammered out of hatred into Singularity's slit again and again until finally the great start of the climax finally blossomed in his body.
“Surely you don't mind if I fill you to the brim, big Maniac" the dark Adam laughed at his words, aggravating words that irritated Singularity greatly and with a hard final grip and jerk the beast pushed Singularity hard to the ground as he buried his member deep into Singularity to fill him to the core with his seed.
Singularity whimpered slightly in pain, hating the feeling of being so humiliated by someone like this Arch-Adam, the feeling of being filled suddenly disgusted him deeply with humiliation as the Dark Adam did not release his member inside him even after seconds to make sure Singularity accepted every last drop.
Dark Adam gasped and whimpered and after some time he slowly detached himself from Singularity, he tried to marvel at his artwork of defining hate, but...
Unexpectedly, Dark Adam was suddenly attacked from the side by a homunculi and brutally thrown to the nearest wall when he was just trying to admire his beautiful work of art. He had seen several attacks from many Homunculus before, but this attack was filled with pure rage.
Although most Homunculi were unable to have thoughts or feelings of their own, many Homunculus who are not controlled by Singularity for a short period of time seem to be very overprotective of their leader, so much so that a Homunculi named Virga came to the rescue.
Singularity slowly got up from the ground, his body still aching slightly from the useless confrontation earlier and the uncomfortable feeling between his legs was unpleasant as a thick liquid ran down his thighs as well.
Singularity scooped the special Faerie liquid into his claw and analyzed it, laughing as he stroked the homunculi next to him with his free claw.
“At least you were useful for something, even if I'll have to be more careful next time” Singularity snapped his fingers and suddenly several Homunculi appeared and Dark Adam could do nothing but flee.