Silence lay over Eden. After this unexpectedly honest outburst of emotion, both men fell silent. The thoughts were confused, wanted to be ordered. Lucifer in particular was surprised by the angel's confession. He had never believed that Amon had such feelings, even worried about losing himself as an angel and loving someone else besides his master. This nature ... He was reminded of Godric. He was in no way inferior to his ancestor. He had openly opposed Lucifera and comforted anyone who needed consolation. No matter if it was the devil, demon, human or angel. Amoniel got up, wiped the tears away. Probably a gesture that had remained with him after all this time from the human world. When angels wept, their tears became light and extinguished. The side of Amonel's eyes glittered too, but then he smiled gently. “I know you will choose the right path.” “Are you sure? What if I just let Godric die? ”The smile remained. "Then I would be able to hold my last desce
Life? Underwear ?? ”Godric didn't understand a word, especially the part with the underwear struck him as confusing. Did he finally want answers to such existential questions and then Louis came to him with underwear! The thought of God in underwear made the Bible festival uncomfortable. "I doubt you can ever burn all ugly underwear ... There will always be a part somewhere.", Were the dry words after which Godric touched his forehead. Now he thought about it too! How did Louis manage to keep confusing him like that? He only had a big grin on his face because he had achieved his goal again. People were so easily distracted. "No matter! But what do you mean by that? Was the accident so bad that I was kicked into a coma? It can't be. ”“ Rafael couldn't heal you, at least not immediately. But the rest in good time. I made a contract with God. You don't need to know more. ”Louis finished the conversation. "A contract with God ..." whispered Godric, who wanted so
"I see you made your decision." "I ... It wasn't always easy ..." "Life is not easy and the world is not just white or black. There is far more to it than what you see. But is this really a reason to question one's own life and work? ”“ No ... It really isn't. Yet there is so much that I don't understand. ”“ Then use your life to find answers. You are not alone and often an answer is not as far away as you think. ”Uriel let go of his hands and stood up. “Thank you for this interview. It really helped. I don't understand Louis and I probably never will, but I won't turn him away because of that. ”Godric decided, then cleared his throat. "Still, I'm still angry with him!" He added. “This may be your right. I will now withdraw and wish you a restful sleep. ”“ Thank you Uriel. I'll have it now. "The days went by in which Rafael repeatedly supported Godric's healing, which is why he was completely recovered after a week.
It was midnight and the full moon was shining through the small window of Godric's chamber. He sat on his bed and looked out, unable to sleep. He usually slept peacefully at this hour of the day, but that had changed since Louis disappeared. The feeling of emptiness came over him. Usually the demon slept next to him at night. Perhaps he would have woken up if he had got a little too close, but he had accepted it in silence, at most moved a little and then would have fallen asleep again. Now the lack of presence seemed to rob him of sleep completely. Night after night he sat awake on the bed and seemed to be waiting unconsciously. He had not even drawn the curtain, but let the light of night prevail. When Louis spent the night here, he always had the curtain open at night and closed during the day to keep out the sunlight. Unconsciously, a little hoping to see something, Godric had done the same. "What is wrong with me? I should be glad he's gone now. He brought nothing but unrest in
" Are you ready to love and accept sin ~"The question was repeated over and over in the Father's head. Should he accept sin? Hasn't he had this for a long time and wasn't this the reason for his crisis of meaning? It had been Louis' fault, that much was certain in his opinion, but he could no longer defend himself against it either. Did he even want it? He let out a deep breath and looked straight into the eyes of the devil who held out his hand. "Sin ..." he repeated slowly and a smile fell on the young man's lips. “I don't need to sin to love anyone, no matter who it is. The devil is no exception! ”Louis widened his eyes slightly, the astonishment was clear to see. He hadn't expected such an answer and yet a hand was placed in his. Godric gently cupped the black-haired man's pale hand and felt the warmth emanating from him. A cozy warmth that gave his soul peace. It was strange that the devil should make him feel like that, but he had long since s
The garden has never been as beautiful as it is now. We thank you for your help, Brother Uriel. ", Came a young monk who was standing in the monastery garden with the silent angel and two other monks. It was a large garden which, in addition to ordinary plants, also housed medicinal herbs, vegetables and fruits. The place was ideal for that. There was enough sun and space on the Götterberg. Except for a few small things, the monastery has always been self-sufficient and there were monks who were specially assigned and trained for gardening. Godric had allowed the angels to stay if they made themselves useful and would integrate into the monastery. Of course he would never have allowed himself to scare away the beings of his god, but he wanted to maintain the order that gave him a certain hold. Uriel hadn't hesitated and chose this job. Clad in the monk's habit and with his hair tied together, he stood in the green and since the angel took care of it, the garden seemed to be in
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
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
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