Coffee-Tastic Posted March 28, 2016 Share Posted March 28, 2016 Name: Kenta Age: He looks a little older than 20, but he's far older than that in reality. He says 666, but thats just to joke around Height: 6ft 3in Sexuality: Bisexual Eyes: Green Hair: Black, hair he usually keeps up in a ponytail so it stays out of the way Species: Demon Class: High class from his status as a General. Physical Description: Strong, lean body type Extras: He has a thin, black and spite tipped tail, the texture is like a smooth snake. At full strength, he has the ability to manifest his appearance in different ways such as shadows, monsters and animals, his favorite form to take being a larger than average raven. Personality: Kenta is often sly and mischievous, he usually strays from giving direct answers to others to both let others figure out the answer themselves and to confuse them. He constantly has issues following orders from higher ranks, his anti-hero qualities not making him the conventional war hero that some people see him as. Bio: Just like any demon in the war, they worked their way up from being simple foot men. Kenta was not any different from that, except having extraordinary skill and power on the field. He climbed ranks quicker than any other general at the moment, which has gotten slightly to his head. Because he thinks of himself so highly, he has yet to climb to the next rank, his lack of higher responsibility being a major flaw of his. He should be more ashamed of that, but he's fine with it. Being a general, he get to be on the field more and there's less responsibilities than if he were a commander. Likes: Nighttime, sweets, alcohol, sex, harassing others and getting compliments. Dislikes: Talked down to, being denied something he wants, being ignored and his tail being stepped on or pulled. To prevent anything happening to his tail, he keeps it wrapped around his tail when he's on missions. In times like these, the demon's tail could constrict around his leg even tighter from the excitement of battle. It's been long since this chaos started and it seemed like there would eventually be a stalemate. Angels and demons fought outside another capital, the two of them trying to overpower the other and gain total control over it. The field was of dirt and dead grass for the sun hasn't risen over this part of the land in a long time, the skies cloudy with angel tears that had already gone to the skies. Both sides were loosing their fighters and one of them had to retreat or else nobody was bound to win. Kenta was no coward, he only ever had to retreat in a handful amount of battles, but usually when things were getting tough, it only meant he had to kill more and more. Thats how you won these things, there was no way to sugar coat what victory came from. Bloodshed. Angel blood. In all honesty, Kenta couldn't care less about the differences between his kind, aka the demons, and them. It was something to do... When he started to get rewarded for his actions, he grew to be a very very happy guy. The parties were great. The status made it impossible for anyone below him to refuse a single thing. He loved the fame of being a general, where everyone looked up to him as an icon for victory and valor. Too bad his motives were only for himself. The war could be against domestic goats and sheep for all he cared, if it gave him all of this, so be it. "Look at you! You almost nearly scratched me!" He laughed, dodging past a lone fighter before stabbing his sword through the enemy's chest "Almost never isn't good for me~" The angel fell, groaning from the pain before death settled in his soul. Kenta didn't enjoy killing, though it might seem like that. All of this was just a game to him, one he played extraordinarily well. The only thing is though. He's been getting bored. What good was a game if he smoked through every battle like a hot knife and butter? A challenge is what he wanted. Extra spice to this sea of "kill or be killed" that everyone loved to call it. Taking off his helmet, which was a blackened steel in the form of a ram's skull, he dropped it to the side carelessly, the damn thing getting too hot, to take in a deep breath, pulling out his sword from the dead angel, "This is already getting boring? Don't tell me this is everything they got." He muttered to himself, wiping his sweaty forehead. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted March 28, 2016 Share Posted March 28, 2016 Name: Reiji Age: He is centuries old, perhaps even millenia, but he appears to be in his early twenties. Height: 6'1'' Sexuality: Homosexual Eyes: Red Hair: White Species: Angel Class: Seraph (a step down from an archangel) Physical Description: Slim, slightly toned Extras: As an angel, he has large, white and feathered wings that are out at all times. At whim he can take on several different appearances, his favorite being that of a dove. Personality: Reiji appears as - for the most part - a loyal, gentle and kind-hearted spirit to his allies, protecting whatever innocent soul he can with his life. However, on the battlefield with a demon he is a whole different monster. He intends on slaying every last one of them, but when continuously and verbally harassed he could end up laying down his current weapons and engage in pointless arguments with the other. Needless to say, his patience doesn't last forever. Bio: From the start, when he came into existence he was placed in a high ranking among angels. When the war began, this never changed. Despite caring for those below him, Reiji never fully understood what it was like to be commanded and not the commander outside of taking orders from archangels. The majority of the time, he is able to do whatever he pleases and will often go out wandering on his own in neutral lands without letting anyone know beforehand. Even on the night before an important mission, he will go out and stargaze all carefree like nothing was going to happen the next day. Likes: All kinds of fruit, birds, touching his wings, sex and killing demons. Dislikes: Alcohol, spicy food, being insulted, insubordination and having his feathers touched by anyone other than himself. For the seraph, a demon's death gave the utmost satisfaction. To Reiji, they were vile creatures, pests to be exterminated. From the sky he could watch, then stomp them like a foot to a horde of frightened ants. The archangels rarely set foot on the battlefield, perhaps either due to being the tacticians or out of sheer cowardice. Seraphs were their swords, the angels which executed the orders and bossed around the lower-ranking individuals. It may have seemed unfair to most seraphs - why, if archangels were all-powerful, would they give the jobs to seraphs when one could sweep the battlefield themselves? Reiji couldn't come to understand it but he fought for the archangels nonetheless. It was his duty. At the moment the seraph was grounded, wings folded and weapons drawn. His armor was light in both color and weight, as his wings were heavy enough, and he carried around two short swords to dice up his enemies. Reiji was by himself, something he tended to do during battles no matter the amount of foes he faced. Unless he was about to meet more than one general in combat, he felt no need to have his fellow angels at his side. And so there he was, cutting through any demon he passed. Granted, they were mostly of a rather low rank. It never got boring, not to him, when all he was doing in battle was slaying weak demons. They all had the blood of demons and Reiji found pleasure in spilling that of whomever he came across. The fun part came when he did find a commander or general to play around with, to engage in a heated battle with. They gave him a challenge, something he rarely found in a war such as this. Luckily for Reiji, he found one soon after he landed. Unfortunately, however, this one had already struck down one of his allies. The one thing he could never stand was to watch the life drain out from one of his friends. Ally or even traitor, he cared for all angels. Reiji hummed as he approached the demon, swords at the ready. "I haven't had a decent opponent all day.. don't disappoint me, demon," the seraph spoke casually, leaving little time to reply before he began charging at the other, more than ready to clash swords with him. - - - Updated - - - Name: Reiji Age: He is centuries old, perhaps even millenia, but he appears to be in his early twenties. Height: 6'1'' Sexuality: Homosexual Eyes: Red Hair: White Species: Angel Class: Seraph (a step down from an archangel) Physical Description: Slim, slightly toned Extras: As an angel, he has large, white and feathered wings that are out at all times. At whim he can take on several different appearances, his favorite being that of a dove. Personality: Reiji appears as - for the most part - a loyal, gentle and kind-hearted spirit to his allies, protecting whatever innocent soul he can with his life. However, on the battlefield with a demon he is a whole different monster. He intends on slaying every last one of them, but when continuously and verbally harassed he could end up laying down his current weapons and engage in pointless arguments with the other. Needless to say, his patience doesn't last forever. Bio: From the start, when he came into existence he was placed in a high ranking among angels. When the war began, this never changed. Despite caring for those below him, Reiji never fully understood what it was like to be commanded and not the commander outside of taking orders from archangels. The majority of the time, he is able to do whatever he pleases and will often go out wandering on his own in neutral lands without letting anyone know beforehand. Even on the night before an important mission, he will go out and stargaze all carefree like nothing was going to happen the next day. Likes: All kinds of fruit, birds, touching his wings, sex and killing demons. Dislikes: Alcohol, spicy food, being insulted, insubordination and having his feathers touched by anyone other than himself. For the seraph, a demon's death gave the utmost satisfaction. To Reiji, they were vile creatures, pests to be exterminated. From the sky he could watch, then stomp them like a foot to a horde of frightened ants. The archangels rarely set foot on the battlefield, perhaps either due to being the tacticians or out of sheer cowardice. Seraphs were their swords, the angels which executed the orders and bossed around the lower-ranking individuals. It may have seemed unfair to most seraphs - why, if archangels were all-powerful, would they give the jobs to seraphs when one could sweep the battlefield themselves? Reiji couldn't come to understand it but he fought for the archangels nonetheless. It was his duty. At the moment the seraph was grounded, wings folded and weapons drawn. His armor was light in both color and weight, as his wings were heavy enough, and he carried around two short swords to dice up his enemies. Reiji was by himself, something he tended to do during battles no matter the amount of foes he faced. Unless he was about to meet more than one general in combat, he felt no need to have his fellow angels at his side. And so there he was, cutting through any demon he passed. Granted, they were mostly of a rather low rank. It never got boring, not to him, when all he was doing in battle was slaying weak demons. They all had the blood of demons and Reiji found pleasure in spilling that of whomever he came across. The fun part came when he did find a commander or general to play around with, to engage in a heated battle with. They gave him a challenge, something he rarely found in a war such as this. Luckily for Reiji, he found one soon after he landed. Unfortunately, however, this one had already struck down one of his allies. The one thing he could never stand was to watch the life drain out from one of his friends. Ally or even traitor, he cared for all angels. Reiji hummed as he approached the demon, swords at the ready. "I haven't had a decent opponent all day.. don't disappoint me, demon," the seraph spoke casually, leaving little time to reply before he began charging at the other, more than ready to clash swords with him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted March 28, 2016 Author Share Posted March 28, 2016 Being approached, he turned, facing him. As soon as he saw the look on the angel's face, he already knew what was about to happen. "Ah..." He grinned, raising his bloodied sword against the angel, their metals clashing once they collided. Not only could he recognize the different attire between regular troops and a seraph, but with that confidence on his face, he hoped it wasn't just bragging, but because these were higher ranking angels, they normally put up a decent fight. He wouldn't call it fun, because their fights wouldn't last very long with his skills and... something else. The white haired angel before him showed a casual boldness, which would make this very fun or very disappointing depending on how things turned out, because if this white haired man were to fall after one measly minute, then all the talk that came out of his mouth would be a joke. "Funny you say that, I was just thinking the same thing," his green eyes locked on the angel and their swords, focused on both keeping his precious self from getting a scratch and also admiring the face in front of him. What a rare sight to see such a unique and attractive face. White hair and red eyes, he hasn't ever really gone hand to hand with a beauty like that. "It gets real boring and lonely when you're on top." Smirking and further attacking back against the angel, he cooed, "But wow, would it be a shame for such a nice face to end up falling to the ground just like everyone else after a valiant attempt to face me... I, in fact, do wish you the best of luck." Fights between himself and high ranking angles didn't last long with his skills. And dirty tricks. While clashing swords with the angel, his tail was slowly loosening and uncurling from his leg, ready to be used when he saw fit, but not yet of course, not when they had just started. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted March 29, 2016 Share Posted March 29, 2016 Reiji narrowed his eyes at the demon, tightening his grip on his swords until his knuckles turned white. Already, this one was getting to the seraph. Not in the good way, not whatsoever. His patience ran thin in battle and the fact that he hasn't yet cut the black-haired male with his blades didn't make his situation any better. "Our thoughts must be one and the same. From the bottom of my heart, it would be unfortunate to mar such an enticing character~" the angel purred. While his intent was to taunt the other, his words near the end didn't stray from the truth. This demon was attractive - very attractive - but was a demon. His kind were vermin, specializing in deceit. What may have been unknown was that some seraphs held an affinity for such things as well. As the demon's tail began to uncurl the angel's wings slowly unfolded, becoming tense and ready to strike. While his arm strength was laugh-worthy, his wings were no joke. A strike to the body with one or both of those limbs were sure enough to snap bones in half. They were extensions of his armor, providing himself with protection from several strikes. For most angels, the wings were meant for long periods of flight; to Reiji, they played a part in one of many subterfuges. Continuing to clash with the demon for a long period of time in his own eyes, he came to a decision. Attempting to keep the other's sword in check with his own two blades, Reiji's wings outstretched to their full wingspan and the angel brought them down on his opponent with a single large, swift downward motion. He knew there was a possibility of failing, but holding back the urge any longer would drive him insane. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted March 29, 2016 Author Share Posted March 29, 2016 "Aw, how sweet of you," He responded, his interest peaking more and more the longer they danced together with weapons. Not only was he up to par with him so far, the angel cared about him. He was simply touched, but he wished it was more physical, he couldn't lie. Kenta wasn't sure what was more of a turn on, the seraph's skill or his face, though they both contributed to hoping they could continue to dance for longer. Studying the movements of the wings on the other's back opening like a snake about to strike, he raised an eyebrow. Holding back the two swords off, he would have considered himself in a sticky situation if it weren't for another one of his favorite, dirty trick. In a thick dark cloud of his entity, Kenta disappeared from his current spot. Except he hadn't disappeared. He merely quickly shifted into a shadow, a move he could only do without sunlight, just like right now. He reappeared seconds later behind the angel, kicking his heavy boot into his brawler's vulnerable back as hard as he could, "Angel or not, I can't hold myself back from asking one thing. Are you're just as skilled in bed as you are in battle? With a face like that, I'd love to figure out that myself. Too bad though, right?" Chit chat and flirting in battle isn't something new he's done. It just so happened that instead of killing the person he directed that to like he normally would... his target purred back to him and still was capable of fighting him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted March 29, 2016 Share Posted March 29, 2016 One second Reiji was fighting, the other he was falling to the ground with pain coursing through his back. Cursing to himself in his head, he managed to have his left hand catch the ground and hold himself up. "How are you supposed to find out by trying to turn me into a cripple?" the angel muttered, getting up as fast as he could to avoid having the demon pull something else on him. A firm grip on his swords remained, but it didn't appear as though he was going to strike the demon with them. If anything, Reiji had placed himself in a defensive stance. "If we weren't on opposite sides of the battlefield, I may have.. no, despite your good looks, you're still a demon. I highly doubt you're better in bed than an angel. I may or may not have intended on that being a challenge," Reiji spoke with a small smile, pointing one of his swords at his opponent. Deep down, he wondered if he could have sex with this demon and carve him open with his blades when he was finished. If he was convincing, perhaps he could pull it off. Surely, his higher-ups would be alright with it if they found out as long as the general's death came out of it. Awaiting the other's next action, Reiji's gaze softened and his hips cocked ever so slightly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted March 29, 2016 Author Share Posted March 29, 2016 He didn't push foreword to try and strike the Angel, rather, he watched him get up and face him again, but they both weren't advancing. That's never happened before. It was almost as if all this flirting would actually get somewhere fore once. Listening to the white haired seraph speak on and challenge him. A challenge... He wanted that from the beginning regarding having a good fighter against him and he got that. This was a new level of that and it was unethical for both sides. He loved it. Kenta just loved how they were fighting with the intent to kill, then the angel smiles at him like that. He couldn't take his eyes off of him, this situation seemed almost too perfect. Kenta looked around, but was attentive in making sure he wasn't unguarded if the Angel were to lunge at him. The two of them weren't far away from the main battle, but there was no visible person close by, not from either side. Their little dance might have taken them a little rather too actually. Turning his head back to the other man, he narrowed his eyes, the smirk on his face not going away, "It feels like I'm the only one on bo sides that doesn't care about all this fighting. Not even you are any different, thinking I'm some vile thing that can't be better than some innocent angel in bed... I'd happily accept the challenge, but only on one condition. Two actually." He licked his lips, "One. Put your weapons away and step closer to me. Two. Tell me your name, red eyed dove." Kenta didn't put his sword away, but his current stance became not so offensive and his tail curled on his leg a little tighter. That was all he was going to do. He was not going to put his weapon away. "You'll have to trust when I say I'd rather fuck an angel like you rather than kill one today. If not, then we can just go back to the original game. Up to you." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted March 29, 2016 Share Posted March 29, 2016 Seeing how this demon had no intention of laying down his weapon, Reiji had to give up on wanting him to. "Fine," he murmured, sheathing his swords. "My name is Reiji. Many angels call me Rei, since apparently one more syllable is too much for their tongues to handle. I don't care, honestly," he spoke, running a hand through his hair and sighing. There was one thing the demon told him to do that he was hesitant towards and that was stepping closer. If he was going to have sex, doing so was inevitable though he couldn't help but be wary of the sword. Reiji's wings remained unfolded, as they were his only means of escape if the demon suddenly attacked him. Walking towards the demon with his arms crossed, the seraph straightened his back at the cost of causing him some amount of pain. Reiji may have gotten too close for comfort, half an arm's length away. "Did I say who was going to fuck the other? No, I didn't, and you're not making that decision. We'll find that out in due time," the angel said, taking one step closer. "While there is no one out here at the moment to see us, let's find somewhere more.. private," he continued in a more quiet, soft tone. Reiji leaned in closer, lips inches away from the demon's. It appeared he was going to close the distance, but in a flash of white light he was gone. Off in the sky, flying farther away from the demon was the seraph in the form of a pure white dove. Or, as the demon put it, the red-eyed dove. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted March 29, 2016 Author Share Posted March 29, 2016 Even if Kenta was planning on striking the seraph when he got closer, he would lay down money and say how he would end up doing the same as now. That being watching the beautiful creature come closer and closer to him, each closer step he took, the more clearly he could clearly see his face and those red eyes. He knew that it was foolish to think all angels were nice and innocent, but hell. He just took off all of a sudden, making him want to know what it was like to actually kiss those and making him have to follow too. Watching the dove fly away, he chuckled, putting his sword back in its holder on his waist before taking his own signature for, of a jet black raven. The larger bird flew after the dove, eager to find a love nest. Pun always intended. Though he now couldn't keep calling the seraph those things. Kenta had a name now. Reiji. And if "many angels" called him Rei, then he'd be called his whole name by his very first demon fuck buddy. He wasn't sure if they can be called fuck buddies because that meant they'd meet on more than one occasion. If Reiji didn't decide to suddenly make it an assassination attempt, then he would love to suggest meeting again. Well it also depends if the seraph was just making it seem like he'd be a score or not... With a face like that. With his lead-on... He was sure that he wasn't going to be very disappointed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted March 29, 2016 Share Posted March 29, 2016 It took the seraph several minutes before he could find somewhere to land, someplace where they could enjoy each other's company in peace. He found himself at a dingy, abandoned house among others in even worse shape. It was a placed ravaged by the war, so much so that its survivors decided to move someplace else. Though it upset Reiji to stop here of all places, they would have a roof over their heads and no one to watch them. The then-dove perched on the windowsill, turning his head to find the demon close behind him. He made a small cooing noise, as if to further entice the demon, then he disappeared into the house. Once inside, Reiji changed back into his true form, removing the swords from his sides then setting them against the wall. The angel briskly began to remove his armor, revealing the light clothes underneath. He wouldn't let himself remove more than this, to undress - that would be the demon's job. Speaking of him.. what was his name? The seraph didn't ask. Damn it, he thought to himself, turning to face the window. Showing some bit of impatience, Reiji tapped his foot a couple times and crossed his arms as he waited. He couldn't believe what he was doing.. he was going to do it with the same person who shortly before his arrival in the house killed one of his allies. But.. it was necessary, considering neither could win if they continued to fight like that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted March 30, 2016 Author Share Posted March 30, 2016 The black feathered bird came through the window and after a quick ruffle of feathers, the man appeared as himself again. Unlike Reiji, Kenta wasn't caring about the fact this angel has killed his men before. They could barely be considered "his men", he was supposed to have a sense of leadership, but he didn't care too much about them. If one fell, they could easily be replaced. If they fell, then they weren't worth caring about. Just as he didn't care that this was was about two different species, he didn't actually care about any of the species. He held little pride for being a demon, Kenta simply enjoyed the life he had. Like right now, he could easily be okay with sleeping with a seraph. This was a wild score actually. He was a gorgeous Angel. Dropping his sword and removing his armor, his ear kept being annoyed by the angel's foot tapping. Kenta rolled his eyes, smirking at Reiji, "Impatient aren't we?" Well he dropped the last bit of black, obsidian metal off of him, so he wouldn't have to wait longer. He was wearing a loose, silky button up that was being subjected to having the top buttons removed, exposing his body more little by little. It was his turn to get close and he did. Standing in front of him, looking almost at eye level aside from the few inches apart from their heights, he grinned, "You angels are that sex deprived that you impatiently wait for a demon to get close to you?" He put his hands on Reiji's waist, moving his hands under the fabric of his shirt to touch the angel's bare flesh with his fingers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted March 30, 2016 Share Posted March 30, 2016 "Because of this war, I haven't had many opportunities to have sex. Not with angels, at least. Maybe it'll be different with you..," Reiji trailed off, pressing his body up against the demon. "I suppose I could carry on with what I started." With that, one hand ran its fingers through the other's hair and pulled him down a couple inches for a kiss. In no way could he be considered gentle, grip tight on the demon's hair and breaking away for a second to give his lower lip a small nip. "You wouldn't want me to call you 'demon' while we're fucking, would you..? Give me your name," Reiji spoke with a half-lidded gaze, nuzzling his face into the other male's neck. Humming softly, he removed his hand from the demon's hair and slipped both of his hands down into his pants. One brushed its fingers along the base of the other's tail, while the other grabbed firmly onto his ass, nearly clawing at it in the process. Reiji stretched his wings out ever so slightly, restless and raring to make the next move. If his feathers were touched, he guessed he wouldn't mind.. not this time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 2, 2016 Author Share Posted April 2, 2016 Such a fierce kiss excited the rough-loving demon, also enjoying the heated, sweet taste of an angel. Another demon could do the same thing, but it wouldn't nearly be as sexy to him. What made this so much better was the fact Reiji was an angel, the symbol of peace and righteousness, and that angel was acting in such an impure way. It was simply too exciting. After the kiss, he was asked his name, which he'd have to think about, because though it would be formality to give the person he has sex with his name, but it could also be quite hot to hear Reiji refer to him as "you demon" or "you devil..." Kenta's green eyes narrowed slightly with a huff feeling the seraph's warm hands slip in his pants. The base of his tail was a very sensitive area so at the brush, he felt it all the way up his spine and even more so, his dick. His back curled somewhat at the blunt grope, not at all minding the feeling of the tips of his nails beginning to dig into his flesh. That was plenty for him to see Reiji's reward of a name. "Kenta... But if you want to call me demon while we fuck, that's still perfectly alright with me," he slid his hands up the angel's sides, pushing up his shirt while doing so. Once the fabric was at least up to his collar, the demon groped Reiji's chest, teasing his nipples with his thumbs, "Your body is so warm, Reiji," he chuckled, "I wonder what it's like inside..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted April 2, 2016 Share Posted April 2, 2016 "Kenta," the angel repeated quietly, testing the name out on his tongue. Though he now had the name, he soon found the thought of calling him something else sounding more.. attractive. "I'll keep that in mind," Reiji murmured. The one hand remained a firm grip on the one round, soft cheek, the other continuing its treatment toward Kenta's tail by stroking the base. Reiji enjoyed the reaction he got out of it, so why should he stop? He wouldn't, not until he grew bored. As Kenta's hands roamed his chest, eventually playing with his nipples, Reiji couldn't help but allow a moan to move past his lips and hit the demon's neck. The seraph grew distracted, so much so that his hands simply rested underneath Kenta's pants. Breath rather shaky, the angel moved up his head so that his lips met with the other man's ear. "Mm.. I could let you find that out. Just this once.. I still need to know what it's like inside of you, demon," Reiji whispered, chuckling and giving Kenta a gentle, playful bite to his ear. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 2, 2016 Author Share Posted April 2, 2016 He raised his eyebrow, his eyes moving towards the Angel in his neck and that had whispered in and bitten his ear. The voice so clear, crisp, sexy~ "I'm the one who flirted first," he came closer to Reiji's body, pushing him to back up to the ownerless bed, forcing him to sit down, "That means I get the pleasure of that first, sorry little dove." Biting his lip with one of his sharper teeth, Kenta stared down at Reiji, taking off his remaining buttons in a teasing manner, stripping off the article of clothing completely before dropping his shirt of beside the angel to show off his fit body and to contribute to the desire to take everything off too of course. His smooth navel was happily exposed, the lining of his underwear peeking above his slightly bagged pants. His body held no marks from battle, it was strange for a warrior to be scarless, but it was not odd to expect Kenta to be unscathed, being the ferocious, skillful fighter that he was, "But his is looking very promising... I almost don't think I will be able to sleep well at night without knowing I'll be able to be alone with you in the near future." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted April 2, 2016 Share Posted April 2, 2016 He let out a tiny whine of discontent at the push, staring up at the demon with a pout. "It may be true that you flirted first, demon, but I.. ah." Reiji trailed off, doing absolutely nothing else but gawking at Kenta's bare chest. The angel grabbed onto a fistful of the bed sheets below him, grip tight enough to where his knuckles turned white. Eventually, however, Reiji pursed his lips and brought both hands up to his chest where he started removing his shirt. It would be difficult with his wings in the way, but at this point in his life he'd grown used to it and discarded his shirt with relative ease. Just like the demon the seraph was free from scars, but there was a forming bruise in the shape of Kenta's boot running up his back. Other than that, he was spotless. "We might be able to see each other again and be so.. intimate, but it depends. If you disappoint me tonight, I can promise you we'll clash swords if and when we next meet," Reiji responded, narrowing his gaze and offering the demon a small smile. Straightening up, the angel brought up one hand to Kenta's neck and pulled him down to meet with him face-to-face. "But.. so far, you aren't disappointing me." The angel leaned in for a kiss, stretching out his wings to wrap around himself and Kenta with their soft white feathers gently grazing the demon's skin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 3, 2016 Author Share Posted April 3, 2016 Humming his pleasure, the demon was glad to well above Reiji's expectations... He didn't actually say he was, but someone who was just casually not disappointed in someone wouldn't cut off their own sentence just to stare at the others chest in awe. Kenta was proud to even make an angel loose their words and have the well enough hope of seeing this dove again for more fun later on. This angel was more than he expected as well. Besides being sexy as hell and rough upon grabbing his ass, Reiji had wrapped his wings around him, that were incredibly soft and light against his skin. Ironic how on the field, these were the same wings that would have caused him a great amount of damage, had he not moved out of the way. The wings grazing his skin were in fact soft, but another aspect he liked better was the feeling of Reiji's soft lips linked with his. Kissing the other once more, Kenta led the Angel's back on the bed, not exactly as rough as shoving him before. It was out of being focused more on tasting Reiji's mouth and tongue rather than getting something done by force. As he continued to kiss him, he led a hand down the angel's bare torso until reaching his pants, pulling them off his waist, but not off completely. All he wanted was to be able to gat a hand in his pants and have the ability to have more space. Space to caress Reiji's erection and his balls as well. It was at that point where he led himself out of the kiss, lowering to his neck to lick and leave love bites. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted April 3, 2016 Share Posted April 3, 2016 Reiji managed a small "Oof-" when his back hit the bed. While it wasn't as rough as the shove he received earlier and the surface he was hitting was rather soft, it was enough to cause his back and wings slight discomfort. It didn't last very long, much to his relief. He could only imagine what it was like on Kenta's end.. there the angel was, half-naked with a flushed face and wings splayed out on the bed. It got even worse - perhaps good for the demon - when the other's hand reached down to stroke his growing erection. Reiji's eyes narrowed but then closed for a moment, expressing his pleasure through several soft moans. As Kenta began to leave bites along his neck, Reiji wrapped an arm around the demon and lightly dug his nails into the skin of his back whenever the other's teeth nipped at his neck. He was going to have to find away to cover up the bruises made by the demon, but in his current situation he could care less about it. "More," Reiji demanded suddenly, followed by another moan he could not help. "I want more." Whether he was referring to the bites or the caressing of his dick, even he himself didn't know. "Quit teasing me, demon." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 3, 2016 Author Share Posted April 3, 2016 "More, more says the little dove..." Kenta teased, moaning his words as he moved the hand in Reiji's crotch slower, following the opposite of what he assumed his request was. The slow torture to an angel writhing with pleasure, moaning softly with a red hot face, it was enough excitement to last a long time, so even if they somehow were unable to meet again, he could use this for his alone time. He'd not have any regrets and he bet Reiji would like knowing that he left such a staggering impression in his mind. "I told you my name, Reiji, but you have yet to use it more than once," he gave the dick in his hand a gentle squeeze and right after, ran his hand up and down the angel's throbbing shaft at a more generous speed, "Let me hear you say my name like this. I need a treat too, ya know..." And maybe he didn't need it. The tent in his pants was starting to hurt and he knew that hearing his name he said by a moaning angel, he'd go past his limit. Then again... When did he ever know when enough was enough? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted April 3, 2016 Share Posted April 3, 2016 Reiji frowned, dissatisfied with the demon's actions yet moaning just the same. "Fuck.. you," he hissed, oh so desiring to get back at Kenta the next time they met. He could just kill him when he was all spent and he still had thoughts about doing it, but the thought of them fucking on a regular basis sounded more appealing on the tongue. Kenta was good, very good, and possibly being able to meet with him again excited the angel. Soon enough, the seraph couldn't take it anymore and gave in to the demon's light demands. At this rate, he would reach his climax without letting Kenta ever feel what it would be like inside of him first. "Kenta," Reiji whimpered through soft, pleasure-filled noises, "Kenta, please.. nn." The angel bit his lower lip, upset and embarrassed at how desperate he was so soon into their time together. A horny little dove, that was certainly what he was. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 5, 2016 Author Share Posted April 5, 2016 "Funny how one can go from fuck you to saying Kenta please," The demon licked across Reiji's moaning lips, a sweet action if it weren't for him being a total dick two seconds later. The rubbing of the angel's cock turned into a held assault, wrapping his thumb and forefinger firmly around the shaft and pressing his palm against the base, he squeezed, "Kenta please what?" He could only imagine what a lust filled angel wanted more than actual climax. It was obviously to get fucked into the mattress relentlessly until he came. And Kenta wanted that for him. He did. But he wanted him to say it first, thats all. Reiji's embarrassment was clear one way or another. The moans, saying please, and then biting his lip to stop himself fro,, probably, begging any more. No, that's not how Kenta worked. He liked hearing many things. Compliments, praise, moans, panting and also begging. The taste of a slutty angel's plea had him wanting more than just that little "please", moaning closer onto the other's lips, "What do you want your demon to do to you, Reiji?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted April 5, 2016 Share Posted April 5, 2016 "Stop that," Reiji murmured, squinting his eyes in discomfort at the squeeze to his extremity. He tried to convince himself that he wasn't about to throw all of his dignity into the drain by giving Kenta exactly what he wanted. The angel wanted Kenta and he wanted him badly, but did he really want him that much? Delving deeper into Reiji's mind would give one a very clear answer. The answer they would dig up was a wholehearted yes. "Fuck.. fuck me, Kenta," the seraph spoke up, staring straight into the other's eyes with an air of surety. Reiji brought a hand up to Kenta's neck, pulling him closer and nearly clawing at the sensitive skin there in the process. "Hold anything back and I swear I'll fuck you in the ass with my swords," Reiji threatened. However, despite this threat, the seraph didn't look all that threatening. Not with his overwhelming blush and Kenta's hold on his dick. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 5, 2016 Author Share Posted April 5, 2016 His smirk remained on his face proudly, accepting the demand and adding the added bonus of having Reiji force him so close that he almost scratched him. The way his voice came out, so lust driven and needy, so needy... Kenta Chuckled in satisfaction, releasing his hand to work off his pants now, "I think you don't understand the point of begging, Reiji, you aren't supposed to threaten me. But I'm giving it to you because I am genuinely afraid for my life if an angel looking the way you do right now came after be with a sword," he said sarcastically, mocking the delicious look of a flustered angel just wanting some dick already. "But maybe you might want to hurt me regardless. Because when you tell me to hold nothing back, I don't take that lightly," he licked Reiji's lips again before tilting his head and kissing him, forcing the back of his head to stay down as he took out his cock, being too lazy to fully remove the rest of his clothes. He held his length in his hand until pressing it to Reiji's hole between his cheeks, spreading open the angel's legs for him, "I'm sure you'd like to see what kind of impressive thing is going in you now, but I'll let you feel it yourself. I'll make an impression of it in you so you can just simply feel how pathetic next person after me is." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyncii Posted April 6, 2016 Share Posted April 6, 2016 The seraph let out a small breath of relief when Kenta took his hand away, but soon enough he frowned, desiring the other man's touch once more. 'Needy' was definitely what people should call him. Though it wasn't exactly what he was looking for, the kiss he received was able to satisfy him for the time being. Reiji was able to taste the demon as he did to him and it calmed him considerably, allowing his fingers to turn more gentle and slip up into Kenta's hair. It was so soft.. to him, that is. Reiji whined a little as Kenta broke away to speak and widened his eyes at the pressing of the other's erection to his hole. From what he could feel, it was certainly on the larger side - as he would expect out of a demon. Smirking slightly, he took his hand away from Kenta's hair and ran it down the other's chest. "What if there is no other person after you..?" Reiji asked as he stared straight into the green eyes before him. "I wouldn't mind if you managed to make me unable to walk right. It would show me how impressive you are.. if you can do it," he added, challenging the demon for the second time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 9, 2016 Author Share Posted April 9, 2016 Once again, the Angel manages to make him chuckle... "I don't mean to brag, but making people immobile is something I always do." Yeah, he was bragging. It was a habit that had been with the the overly confident demon ever since he was born. Kenta's tail curled slightly, leading in the tip of his length in first, graciously stretching out the pucker of the other's ass. Biting his bottom lip with a fang, his eyes lustily watching over the Angel, studying the eyes that had looked back at him as well. Never could such beautiful eyes make him feel more than just lust. It was beyond the sinful idea of fucking an angel. The red color of his eyes are very stunning against his pure white hair and white skin, if he didn't know better, he'd say that he might fall in love with that face, one who was touching his chest, telling him that there might not be "another one" after him. The demon let the thought go after he was starting to feel more of the angel's tight body as he came inside, grinding his body into Reiji's with a moan, "Please, don't forget to let me know if you decide I'm the only one you need. It's a real compliment coming from a cum slut like you..." Somehow, that came out softer than he intended. To make up for sounding like that, his grind became a hard thrust. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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