"Don't stop ..." Louis purred, which startled Godric. Was he awake? Was he doing all this on purpose? No .. He could see the black haired man sleeping. Apparently just his thoughts were in a department that Godric didn't even want to think about. Should the devil dream wetly, please not with him, he thought to himself. The leg that pressed into his crotch, however, distracted him from further curses against the devil. Godric could clearly feel that his penis was getting harder and harder, literally offering itself to the pampering knee. What should he do? Godric gasped muffled, wanted to free himself from everything without sinning further. But his manhood slowly screamed for more attention. Attention he didn't want to give her, except for a cold shower. Then Godric came up with a saving idea after all, even if this was something he deeply rejected.
"Oh heavens ..., excuse me," he mumbled and tried to catch Louis demon tail with one hand. If he was so excitable there, he coul
Louis handles were skillful and practiced. Even Godric had nothing to oppose this and could not prevent the wave of feelings from rolling over you. With a loud groan, he experienced his first orgasm, which spread over his and Louis thighs in bursts. A few drops even got into the face of the black-haired man who had released the kiss during the orgasm so that the father had enough space to breathe. It wasn't just Godric who gave himself up to redemption. Louis was ready too and had poured himself and the Father with a groan of relief. The latter had observed the priest. The twitching, wheezing and heavy breathing. It was more than a seductive sight for him to see the pious Father beneath him. With his index finger Louis brushed the sperm from his cheek, licked it with relish and grinned slightly. "You taste really good." Godric didn't want to hear about it, looked to the side and closed his eyes. He had felt the first orgasm of his life. With the devil, of all people. He bit his lip
At the end of the mass there was a Lord's Supper, which not only Godric enjoyed, but Louis too. Not only because there were no children there, but because he knew that this was the last point of the event. The Lord's Supper was quick and unspectacular. Godric was happy about all the food, while Louis only took the wine and wondered what this was all about. His remark that the Lord's Supper was exaggerated was just as disliked as the fact that Louis compared wine not to the blood of Jesus but to the blood of men that the Church had shed over the centuries for its hypocrisy. Godric found it difficult to limit the damage, as Louis was very direct. When the Lord's Supper was over, Godric and some priests went into the back room to talk to them about the current situation in his monastery. Eventually this had to be rebuilt and the high rulers had to know that his monastery could not fulfill any tasks at that moment. Meanwhile, Louis waited in the prayer room and stood in front of the cro
But before the old man was actually convicted, Godric interfered. "Stop it!" Without further ado, he took Louis' hand and pulled him along. Of course, he did not tolerate the gambling stall owner's cheating, but he did not want any injuries. "What shoud that? You're letting a cheater get away with it? ”A shake of the head. "No. He will get his punishment, but not like this! I don't want you to hurt people. ”“ Don't? That is still my decision! ”“ That may be, but I will lead you into this world. If you harm people, then I will no longer guide you! I told you I wasn't going to expose humanity to the devil. ”Louis gritted his teeth lightly. He hadn't expected the otherwise reserved clergyman to threaten him with it. Of course, Louis didn't want to be bribed, but before he could say anything he heard people complaining in the background. "Apparently others are taking over the punishment.", Godric said and saw how some cheated customers got their money
Silence.“Your confusion is out of place. Everything is fine. ", Louis broke the silence and immediately two confused sapphires looked at him. "People still long for heaven, don't they?" He continued, which made Godric nod. "Yes. People still long to be able to fly without aids and also to reach for the stars. There are airplanes, but they can never give you the feeling of freedom up there. ”A short sigh followed the explanation and he remembered the flight with his own wings. Had the situation not been too serious, Godric could even have enjoyed it. He looked down sadly that the round had already ended.Louis was right. He really longed for heaven. Especially after learning what Amon was, after learning what he was himself. An angel had never reported to him, nor had he experienced anything heavenly. Was it because of the sinful blood that Decus gave him? Didn't Heaven want him? Didn't the angels want him in their ranks? Godric looked up at the clouds. Whe
They looked at each other for a long time as the sun set behind them. Godric sighed contentedly until he suddenly felt the devil's lips on his. But instead of raving, he closed his eyes and let him be. Godric himself didn't know why, but it came over him. Was that satisfaction? He began to feel good. He began to feel comfortable around him. Slowly Louis wandered his lips to his neck, began to kiss it and suck it lightly. What was he doing? "Your blood ... I want it. It's so sweet. ", He whispered lightly into the sensitive ear. "You want to drink?" Came the puzzled answer. "That's the way it is. I hadn't done it for a long time, but now it's time. "" What? You don't want to go straight from ...- ”But he didn't get any further with his protest, as his pointed teeth bored directly into the tender flesh. Godric drew in a sharp breath, clutching Louis' back with his fingers. It hurt. It hurts so much! But ... The deeper Louis went, the more a wave of emotions swept over the young
Inside the church stood a small figure. You couldn't tell whether it was a girl or a boy, as the figure wore a black hooded cloak. Ornaments were embroidered in white on the edges of the hood. The cloak was about half a meter longer than the figure and therefore lay on the ground. In its hand it carried a round wicker basket in which black rose cups lay. The unknown figure took one of the goblets out of the basket and sniffed the black flowers. A smile crept onto the face, while the look was dreamy. "So beautiful ~"*********With careful steps Godric approached the open church gate. "Hello? Anyone here? ”No answer, just an eerie silence. The door was carefully pushed open, the ban slips ready for what was to come. But when Godric had opened the gate, an image of horror spread before him. People were lying on the floor, on the benches, and even on the altar. Just as unconscious as those on the church square. The flowers, without goblets, caught the Father's eye a
With a quick glance at the buildings, Lucifer stepped through the formed gate and suddenly stood on a green, lush flower meadow. The darkness had given way to a bright blue sky. But unlike the sky in Assiah, there was no sun to be seen in this one. Only the brightness of a summer sky could be seen, but not felt, through the missing sun. Nevertheless, it was slightly warm and heavenly here. The sky seemed infinite and peace was omnipresent, as if this piece of land had forgotten where it was. The lush trees testified to fertility, while the multitude of different colorful flowers reminded of a true blooming dream. The lapping of water could be heard from afar. Small rivers, no wider than two hands, flowed in branches between the green, flowed into a small lake, the water of which was so clear that one could see to the bottom. It seemed impossible to find such a paradisiacal place in the underworld. But there was! Deep in Lucifer's palace, behind large, guarded gates. The sky was fake
"Well. I'll get your innocence anyway. This is not a concern. I wish for something else. Your blood. ”Godric didn't understand. If he had his blood for a long time, he drank it every night without consideration. "I wish to drink it directly from you." "Directly ... from me?" A nod followed. Godric didn't have long to think about it. He could feel his strength slowly waning. "All right!" With a grin on his lips, Louis announced the conclusion of the contract, which made the young attacker less happy, even grumbled. Carefully he lifted the battered body, brushed aside the shreds of the top, which fell from the body. A great job had been done. A painful groan emanated from the blue-haired man, for whom every movement of his body was more than painful. With slightly lowered eyelids, Louis laid his lips on those of the injured man. But instead of wanting to kiss him unchaste again, even to conquer his oral cavity, he let a wave of strength flow into the body of the young priest. Go
As if in slow motion, I sank to the ground, my eyes still on the kite. I only heard the angel child whimper by the way. This then looked at me, because I did not move, just stared at the kite, then slowly turned my head up to the sky. The blood that had dripped into my face pearled down slightly. My robe, too, which was so pure, white and innocent before, was wrapped in blood. My white wings adorned the blood and remains of my victim's skin.The white wings became darker and a feather came off my fine plumage and sailed into the pool of blood. It instantly turned dark red, like the blood. My white feathers ... my precious gift from God was smeared with blood ...did I really do it?Yes ...This was my first time ...I committed a sin ...I killed a living being.I am a sinner!
You will be spared." Then came his redeeming words and I let out a relieved breath. “But you stay in the tower! Sin shall never again invade the kingdom of heaven! You will linger on the fourth level of the tower. This is your punishment for your sins! ”I looked at him a little shocked, but then nodded humbly. I couldn't do anything else either. If I refused, then God's punishment would hit me as well as the other sinners. That's how I would eke out my existence there. I was brought to the fourth level of the tower by God himself. The fourth level was somewhat hidden and only a small door led into the large rooms. As I walked through the door, I turned to him again and looked deeply hurt in his eyes. But his gaze was steadfast and serious. Before I could say anything, the gate that God sealed before me closed.My lord ... Kami ... He really had me locked up ...
It was a long, long time ago ...I remembered it was yesterday, but I wished it wouldn't even happen tomorrow. Still, I knew that change was needed. But I could never forgive him ...It was many, many years ago. Many centuries before Lucifer was born. That's where I lived. With my lord in the first layer of heaven. In Etemenanki, the divine tower. This is where this story begins ...A gentle wind played around my hair. So floor length and black. Something unusual, but again exactly what fits the person who made me. So many times the Lord had praised my hair, but never just touched it like that. He never put his hands on me. The only thing I got from him was a gentle kiss on my head. Nevertheless, this filled me with satisfaction and love for a long time. Love to my Lord, who gave me such a beautiful gift while creating it. Likewise the other bein
L ... Louis ..." Godric whispered and couldn't take his eyes off this angel. Outwardly this was so gorgeous, but inside he seemed to feel that despite his purity, this was still the same Louis he was allowed to get to know on Assiah. This one just radiated a lot more light than if it wanted to shine from within. Godric slowly let go of my robe and walked reverently towards the picture of Lucifer. He didn't dare to reach out to him, but just stopped in front of him. The eyes traveled over his profile. "Really ... beautiful ..." Meanwhile, Uriel had folded his hands at the sight of the seraph of the time. He hadn't seen it for a long time and wanted to be remembered. In the course of his remembrance, the memory changed and Godric saw images long past. Even then, Rafael was pushy and had kept his loved one from work. At that time he had another companion: Lucifel. Both often visited Uriel's sphere, even if Rafael asked Rafael not to involve the chief angel in his pranks.Godric
Godric had decided to take a walk to get rid of his thoughts. He had actually met another high-ranking angel. "They were so familiar ... Jibril and ... Lucifel." What had happened then between the two? His path led him to the source where Amon Louis had first met. "Why is it so complicated?" His gaze went over the meadow. Only at second glance did he notice someone sitting on a stone. It was Uriel who pondered his master's words. He had never believed that his master had such frank words for him. At that time he looked at him with disapproval, but something had changed in him. The cause of the change approached the angel and their eyes met. "Holy Father ..." "Ah. Uriel. You have a visitor. A certain Jibril wants to speak to you, ”he said in a lowered voice. “Jibril is here? I understand. ”He nodded gratefully and made room on the stone so that Godric could also sit down. He accepted the invitation and both stared at the water. "You ... you and Louis. It sounded ver
Louis put his thumb to his mouth and tore open the skin with his sharp front tooth. He let the blood drip onto the floor, which immediately formed a red, magical circle. More and more blood came out of the wound until the circle was completed. In the middle stood Louis. Black symbols appeared on his bare skin and lit up. It was a satanic ritual that he held in the holy halls. Godric could understand some of the Latin words. He was less taken with it, but since he had promised to help his brothers, he let the devil have it. Magnificent black wings appeared on the back of the devil, who extended his hand. At the same time, drops of blood began to detach from the circle and float upwards as if they knew no gravity. Now the monks also recognized the strong power and rushed on Louis, but they had no chance. His last word was spoken and the whole monastery shone in violet light. Godric screwed up his eyes because the light was too bright for him. He could only hear the screams of his brot
And as he wanted.Uriel nodded to his doppelganger, who immediately enjoyed himself with Rafael's manhood and gave him a blow, while the original began to moisten his index finger. Rafael sensed what was in store for him and rolled his eyes in excitement. Uriel's doppelganger did not give the Windengel a single minute of clear thought. "Ahh! You blow my mind !! ”The room was filled with Rafael's lusty sounds. Again and again he winced, didn't know what to do with himself and threw his face to one side, pulled on his shackles, which relentlessly put him in place. He groaned uncontrollably as Uriel's index finger slipped through his muscle ring. It was something new and exciting for him. He had never been down, but always in control. This had slipped from him at the latest after the second finger that was pushed into him. He could only add himself and enjoy the game. Uriel felt how his fingers were literally sucked up and began carefully, without injuring th
Uriel had always left his partner a few distinctive marks. The fact that these healed quickly seemed to encourage him to leave new ones even more. He didn't have as sharp teeth as Lucifer, but he could clearly mark his territory. Rafael willingly lay beneath him and acknowledged every bite with a pleasant groan. How could a single angel get him so far? He always wanted to live chaste and modest, to become part of the heavenly world. But Rafael kept making him weak. He liked to be seduced, to feel the angel of the wind in himself. Was it a sin? No matter. As long as Rafael was by his side, he wanted to commit this. Nobody should believe that the angel is still available. He could well remember the blond's confession of love. Back when he came into his kingdom and looked at him seriously. Until today he had not returned these 3 magical words, yet he loved him and Rafael knew this. He had revealed things to him that no one else knew. Only with him could he let himself go and for a mome
Godric carefully put the tray with the food on the small bedside table and joined the older man. “I brought you something.” “Me? What could this be? ", Louis asked curiously and turned to him and was promptly handed a plate. “What does that mean?” “Well, I thought we could eat together. So just you and me. ", Godric replied shyly and hoped that his meal would be well received. “I don't need to dine like you do. What is the point of this? ”A sigh could be heard, but he had already realized that Louis wasn't just eating with him. "I thought to myself ..., well you and me, alone," he stammered, struggling to find the right words. "Well, I honestly think it's a shame that you just watch. You're part of our community, even if you don't see yourself that way. There is more to people eating together than just ingesting food. But maybe you don't like it either. I did it myself. ”Ashamed, he took his spoon, piled some food on it and put i