Sexually repressed angel with a very high libido who has done chastity vows 🤝 Demon with an equally high libido who knows what the angel truly wants and it's up to help him unleash all his perverted desires

oh gods i need to fuck the everloving heavens out of the sweetest boy right now. watch as i let him absolutely submit his body to me as his offering and not even acknowledge his humanity. what for? all he’s here for is to be my fuckable sleeve as i strip his conscience away under my claws. here to let me tear his thoughts off with my teeth and use that beautiful cunt on him to empty my frustrations into. i need to defile him so deeply he’ll become unrecognizable to the saints he admires. to train his body into craving no divinity other than my cock, and force his god to forsake another son.

I need to fuck someone on the altar of the church that ruined me.

Okay but Imagine being a demon fucking an angel... being the reason he falls from grace. Embodiment of temptation itself, original sin spilling from his lips as he begs for more. His wings twitch erratically as newfound pleasure courses through his body and the God he's known for eternity suddenly pales in comparison to the new idol he's found in the press of your skin against his.

Yeah...

corrupting an angel by giving him hints of slutty thoughts and telling him it's okay if he wants to act on them. God will turn his head for you. God forgives.

then once the angel finally gives in to his urges, touching himself, touching me, fucking me, I'll tell him that God has been watching all along, that what he's doing is a sin. but he's too far gone. he's dropped his godly principles and now all he cares about is cumming inside me

did you know preening others’s feathers is a mating ritual for some types of of bird?

Imagine a sweet little angel having a hard time reaching behind them to preen their own feathers, so their human friend offers unknowingly to help them with it— the angel accepts their help because if they deny it then they’d have to explain why, and that would be embarrassing, so they decide to just endure. The human proceeds to do their very best to take care of them— gently straightening their feathers, massaging their muscles, combing out the debris, their touch so torturously slow but firm… the angel is losing their mind, stifling moans and gasps, face hot. Their cunt is wet, or their cock is hard, however you like— either way they’re absolutely leaking with arousal after an hour or so. But because their friend is sitting behind them, they just hope that they aren’t able to see just how hot and bothered they’ve gotten. When the preening is finished the angel is desperate to mate, and their human friend finally pays more attention and puts two and two together about how they’re acting. Naturally, seeing that their friend is in need, they take it upon themself to mate with them and relieve that desperation.

what if you were my angel and i was your demon and i ruined your innocent, celestial little mind. if i manhandled you by your halo, dragged you to hell to be corrupted by temptation. you can't resist my warmth, my royalty, when i fill you full of my seed and make you pray to me. i am your god now, your new ruler, and slowly your wings turn ashen from my corruption. bow down to your infernal king, serve me in hell and slowly fall from heaven, darling. it's where you belong.

Can you imagine it darling? Being shared between a corrupted priest and a fallen angel? Wings of smoldering feathers blocking your view of the outside world. Two sets of hands, greedy, reverent, ravenous, tracing every inch of your skin. Whispers in enochian, twisted insults that strike your very soul echoing up from inside the chest of one that fell from grace. The highest of praise, the sweetest compliments, soothing them from the mouth of a man that should worship God, but has chosen to worship you instead.

image creds to @kociamieta

cw: human!reader, angel partner, gn!reader, worship kink, angel eats you out, sweetheart used as a nickname. lmk if i missed anything. masterlist.

angel!partner who gets so excited around you that it's hard to keep their human form straight. sometimes their true form shines through and their face dips into the uncanny valley. they're not trying to scare you, they just can't help it!!

angel!partner who loves you so much, they stop as many bad things from happening to you as possible. bad luck? nope, blessings keep you safe. promotion at work? well, the lord - and your doting lover - work in mysterious way, don't they?

angel!partner that doesn't have genitalia the way that humans do. nothing to penetrate and nothing that penetrates, so sex is mostly eating you out. they absolutely love to eat you out, and it's often for their own pleasure.

"p-please! a-angel, i can't take anymore!!"

"please, sweetheart? just a few minutes more?"

angel!partner who likes to use straps on you. watching you squirm on the bed, tears in your pretty eyes, moaning and crying for them. while they don't feel anything from it, they absolutely love pleasuring you <3

angel!partner who is the BEST at aftercare. soft cloths to clean you up, gentle words and praises, kissing away any bruises or marks or hickeys (they don't like hurting you, but if you're into it, and you're sure...)

angel!partner who wants to worship you like the deity you are. resting their head on your thighs, pressing soft kisses into the soft flesh, murmuring over and over how much they adore you.

"i love you, i love you, i love you... i just want to worship you, for the rest of all time..."

angel!partner who, when they finally show you their true form, is incredibly nervous and shy. they don't want to scare you, or anything like that. they just want your love, and they're scared that you won't find them beautiful anymore. (but you secretly think that their true form is sexier than their disguise.)

angel!partner who let you sit on their lap, and will gently wrap their wings around you. no need for extra blankets or a heater in winter, because they're like a living heater. beings made out of pure cosmic energy tend to run hot.

angel!partner who loves you, oh so very much. and when you finally die, they lift your soul out of heaven and right back into their lap, by their side for all of eternity <3

thank you for reading!! please reblog if you enjoyed it. no hate, constructive criticism welcome.

Halloween short #6

You knew that you'd lived a life of sin, all kinds of things that other people would frown upon, little sins and big ones, but you were a good person at your core, and you found yourself praying in the old, empty church. Your head was bowed, hands clasped together as you fervently prayed for your sins to be absolved.

You heard the sound of something large moving through the air, and as you looked up beside you, you saw a tall man with large wings beside you, his hand resting on your shoulder, he wore only a loose white gown that barely covered his body. You bit your lip as he leant down, pressing a kiss to your forehead, and you felt warmth flow through you.

"Absolve me." You pleaded, looking up at him with wide eyes. You leant closer, and pressed a kiss to the angel's lips.

He smiled, and you felt his aching hard cock pressing against you.

"Yes, cleanse me from the inside." You whined as he carried you up to the altar, pushing you down against it.

I can't really stop thinking about a demon fucking an angel raw and, at some point, the angel lets out, much the demon's surprise, a very whiny "M-my G---!", before instantly covering his mouth, as to not mention that Sacred Name in such a sinful moment. And instead of taking it as an offense, he takes the aforesaid failed act as utterly delightful.

As if not only being involved in an incredibly shameful situation for a divine being akin to the one that was just beneath him, receiving his cock inside him like an obedient little lamb, he just was about to make it even more blasphemous, by letting out His name in the middle of everything.

The angel, who has been unable to directly look at the one who was giving him such sick, disgraceful, yet engulfing pleasure, suddenly has his face grabbed by the demon. Being forced to finally meet his eyes.

And then, to his horror and shame, he's asked just what was he about to say. His mind, that was already a mess for the whole situation, becomes even more chaotic, trying to find an excuse. He knows that they both know what he was about to whine. So he just stays silent, trying to ignore the rising guilt.

After being asked, or more exactly, demanded to complete his sentence, he decides to stand up for himself and his devotion for once, and, in a very hesitant tone, says that he isn't going to repeat it. Which, of course, it's just a challenge the demon will eventually win.

He may think he will never say it now, but after the angel ends up braindead from the continuous orgasms, he may as well not have such conviction to refuse to scream his Lord's name in a complete, lustful vain.

the idea of straddling a sweet human being… their animalistic instincts making each nerve a firecracker, each artery creating earthquakes with the pulses of life, their lungs breeding warm storms as my enormous and unfathomable wings cradle both of our bodies.

the luminous and impossibly dense feathers muffling rich cries and moans from their peers as they struggle to continue coming and coming and wailing for me, my limbs nailing their own shivering wrists and legs in place as i consume the energy from each orgasm ripped from their most sensitive organs.

a holy ritual, meant to create messiahs, performed in hubris so that i may experience the pleasure of which my creator deprived me.

concept: a cute angel sub with cuffs attached to their collar, so their hands can stay clasped in prayer while their god absolutely ruins them.

I've done terrible things. Can I be forgiven? Will you let me kneel at your feet, clutch at the hem of your robes and earn my absolution any way you see fit?

So long I've turned my head in shame from God above, for fear He would see the ruin of sin inside me. Not you, though. I will not turn my head from your gaze.

Forgive me not by the grace of God, but by your own will- to me you are higher than Him. Make my penance whatever is pleasing to you, and I will sing your praises on high.

Take my body, take my blood, take all that I am inside and around you until my soul is washed clean, until you've stripped away my burden and left me with nothing but the ghost of your touch still burning against my skin.

Oh, sweet angel.. lost, alone, and afraid. Of all the houses in this area, you just happened to choose mine? Well, I've never been one to turn my back on an injured rabbit. Come in, little one. I will bandaged your clipped wings and clean you up. There's a spare room upstairs; you can stay as long as you like. I hope your faith is strong, angel. We wouldn't want you to be corrupted during your stay, now would we?

look. look. i just think you and i should fuck but like i'm an angel and you're a demon and i start on top trying to purify you but ultimately give in to your corruption and we're both just stuck whining and fucking each other