@1stHellPrincess “Amaranth? Of course. Come in. I can spare some time for you.”
I set aside my work and mutter to myself, “Not like we’re running on a fucking countdown anymore… At least not that I’VE been made aware of…”
@WomanOfWhoredom “Close…” A whole other lifetime flashes in my eyes. Two angels, shaping and admiring the universe together before my ambition and Michael’s stubbornness tore everything to pieces. “Yes, we used to be… You know, when she was less snooty… Oh, how I adored Michael.”
@WomanOfWhoredom “So, I might as well tell you. You are in my closest circle, after all. And you’ll probably find out eventually…” I worry my lip almost as if I’m shy about it and then breathe softly into your ear, “…It’s Michael.”
@WomanOfWhoredom I hum in agreement. I’m as high profile as it gets. And, yes, amazing.
“Asmodeus knows…and I’d tell Lilith if she wasn’t too busy to see me.” It’s said teasingly. I respect her schedule and would only summon her if it were extremely important. She’ll pop down eventually.-
For the longest time, I felt this way about any reunion with my fallen bright one... Similar words were spoken on that bloody battlefield all those millennia ago.
@WomanOfWhoredom “I do know that you were serious, yes. When do you ever joke about your real wants and hungers? As for the secrecy… They are INSANELY high profile. I’m still amazed myself.”
@WomanOfWhoredom I consider for a moment, then nod. “Yes, I would. I’ve got you.”
I scoop you up into my arms and carry you back to my private chambers to set you down on my bed and crawl in beside you, breathing you in.
@WomanOfWhoredom I’m practically purring for you. You make me feel so lovely… “I’ll see what I can do about that. No promises, though.”
My size diminishes back to what is considered normal for me and I’m all worn out and gray, but I’m unbothered about it for the time being. It’s only you I’m-
@WomanOfWhoredom You’re so tight, so full. I slam into you until I can’t anymore and then, I barely manage to pull out of you, but it is a beautiful mess when I do. There’s no way you’re walking away from this. At least, not without difficulty.
@WomanOfWhoredom “I know exactly what you want. To be there. To hold them down. Cheer me on… Have a go. You greedy thing. It might be too much even for you…”
I was on the brink of ecstasy as it was, but hearing you say my name, my chosen name, sends me right on over and then some. And, oh…-
@WomanOfWhoredom “You would have been an absolute mess. If only you knew… Such a proud, pretty angel doing such filthy, filthy things…”
I rut with you like a beast at the prompting from your wicked little nails, without hesitation.