ANGEL|CALIBAN~CAOS

CHAPTER 25|NEED

Caliban?

His hand goes to my face as he kneels down, saying nothing to me

He must think me foolish, petty, a respectable angel, crying not even attempting to escape

I wondered at myself for this too, why was I crying? Why had I not tried harder to escape?

Was it because I didn't want to?

Was it because I knew a part of me wanted to stay, and the other absolutely hated myself for that

I would get to see him again, we could be reunited, maybe he'd change

No

He wouldn't

I'm brought back to earth by a noise

"My dear, what have they done to you?"

I flinch when he goes to my neck, and wipes away my still wet blood, and moves up to clean my tears

I hadn't even realized he got me out of my bonds until I went to touch his face, making sure he was there

I fall forward to him, wrapping my arms around him in a desperate hug, I let him take the lead as he helps me up before flames engulf us once more, moving us to a safe area, still holding him close

It was hard for me to, I'll be honest, there was a drastic height change between us, at some point my arms around his neck and moved lower down, and I was barely able to reach the tightness of the hug as much as I wanted

In this moment it was a need, a way to ground myself of the last event

"Thank you" I mutter into him as I pull away, wiping my tear

He does it for me though, as he sits down nearest a bench, leading me to it with him, and looks at me

"You don't need to thank me"

The atmosphere was different, softer, genuine, no means of a competition or a front here

Just us, the same setting as when he.. proposed

I look at his eyes before back down to his lips as he does the same, inching closer to Each other

It's soft at first, but as all the previous times it becomes desperate, trying so hard to be as close as possible, what words couldn't say well enough
'I need you'

I quickly became to realize he was a place of safety, a place I could be myself, no fear and... it should be no secrets

But speaking of secrets, caliban pulls away to ask of mine

"Why were you there?" I look at him, eyelids low and heavy as I breath in to answer

"The pagans took me" I breathe out

"But why?"

I look at him, his face patient, waiting for an answer as I breathe out finally

"It began at the start. Of everything ever to exist"

-TIME SKIP-

By the end of the explanation I'm furrowing my brow, several emotions stirring through me

At some point I got even closer to him and at the end I sat on his lap

We stay like this and I burrow my face in his neck, waiting for him to say something

Anything

"Well angel, you got yourself in a mess there didn't you?" I let out a breathy laugh, feeling relaxation overcome me, he didn't seem too annoyed

I close my eyes as I breathe him in, the faint smell of brimstone hitting my nose, oddly relaxing

I wanted nothing more than to stay here, but I couldn't

"We should go" I look at him

He looks at me and he nods, holding my hand and warmth once again wrapping around me, but we're not where I expected to be

Hell?

"Caliban, why-" I'm cut off by him wrapping my lips with his

Oh

"You said that woman thought you were pure?" He says in-between kisses

"Well" kiss on the corner of my lip

"How about" kiss on my cheek

"We take that away from you?" Kiss on my neck, shuddering out a gasp

O h

I blush heavy, feeling overwhelmed at the sensation

"Y- okay" is all I'm able to moan out

He picks me up, legs wrapping around him as he continues to kiss me, moving as if it was easy

I don't know where I am, and it never occurred to me where caliban even lived, just kinda though he thrived off of building sandcastles

But we seemed to be in a place, similar to pandemonium if not in it itself

We finally hit a bed and I feel him sit, me on top off him not breaking the kisses unless it was to breathe

I try to stifle a moan at this, feeling entirely new sensations around me

Not want,
Need

He grabs my thigh moving up as I finally break out a moan, feeling caliban smirk against the kiss

"You like that angel?" He says cocky

I go to remark before he pushes against me, releasing another moan

At some point his hand began to move to my throat, holding it slightly, the situation overwhelming me in pleasure

I can only nod and whimper

He finally flips me around, and I'm on the bed as he comes on top of me, continuing to kiss

I'm quick to try to take his shirt off

Let's just say it was a... interesting couple of hours

I'm lying on the bed, my once fast breathing finally slowed down, staring at him

"So the kings of hell created you right? That's... interesting"

He cocks a brow at me "and why's that?"

I look away and bite my lip "just, they couldn't have built you a little less perfect? It's like they mixed every human model together, plus some extra satisfactory bits.."

Caliban laughs "calm yourself little angel, you're speaking a little devilish" and I laugh

We stay silent once again, comfortable

And I realise, I'm in deep

The trance is broken by a large booming voice, something familiar

Oh no

"Shit" caliban mutters as he gets up, putting on his traditional clothing

"We have to go"

He didn't even have to tell me who it was, I already knew