Ngggh... Mmnn..."
Saint stroked Fighter's erection with trembling hands. Fighter writhed beneath him, moaning uncontrollably, fueling Saint's arousal further. The sight of Fighter's arousal and him rubbing against each other was mesmerizing.
"Saint... Ahh... now, pl-please..."
"Are you sure, baby? I... I don't want to hurt you."
Saint thrust gently against Fighter's hand, their bodies tangled in desire. Despite their overwhelming passion, Saint remained cautious of his boyfriend's needs. It was their first time at this intimate stage.
He paused, studying Fighter beneath him: flushed skin, swollen nipples from earlier attention. Fighter's plea only fueled his desire.
H-hurt me, Saint... Nggh..."
Fighter's hips moved eagerly against Saint's, his grip on the bedsheets tight. The sensation was overwhelming, unlike anything he'd experienced before. Saint leaned in, kissing and licking Fighter's firm chest, drawing out sexy moans.
"Fight..."
"Saint... Ah... put them... in."
Saint understood his lover's desire and gently ran his hand down Fighter's back, lightly kneading his buttocks.
"Ahhh... Waa... wait..."
Fighter opened his eyes, gripping Saint's should-
"What... why?"
Fighter turned over and lay on his stomach, his hands beneath his chest for support.
"Prep me like this..."
"Fuck... Fight..."
Saint's excitement surged as he admired Fighter's sexy back and rounded buttocks, feeling intensely aroused. He gently touched Fighter's bubbly ass cheeks, unable to resist massaging them. Leaning forward, he began licking and nibbling Fighter's skin.
"Ahhh... please..."
Feeling hands grasp his buttocks and pull them apart, Fighter's body tensed. Soon, Saint was sucking his hole, the warmth of saliva sending shivers through Fighter. He arched his back, almost kneeling to give Saint better access. The slurping sounds of Saint devouring his hole overwhelmed him, making him clutch the sheets tightly.
"Ahhh... nghh..."
Saint reached for lube and applied it to his fingers. Slowly and gently, he slid a finger into Fighter's hole. Fighter arched forward, moaning as Saint's finger circled inside him.
"Saaaint... Ahh hmmmn... mm-more..."
Fighter moaned eagerly, wanting more. Saint added a second finger, and Fighter shivered at the sensation. Suddenly, Fighter felt something familiar itching on his back. "Fuck, not again," he cursed silently, knowing his wings were about to reveal themselves.
"Saint... my back... hnnngh... wings...
"Let me see those wings of yours while I prepare you, baby..."
Fighter's wings suddenly slammed upward, spreading wide and glowing in shades of sparkling blue in the air. Meanwhile, Saint continued preparing Fighter, adding another finger.
"Aaahhhhh... hmmhn... ahh."
Fighter was overcome with sensation as Saint's fingers moved within him. He thrust back violently, almost sitting on Saint's fingers. Suddenly, a different feeling washed over him, causing him to whimper and moan loudly. With each thrust, Saint hit Fighter's sweet spot perfectly.
"Aahhh, that... that was ahhh..."
Despite his wings in between them, Fighter leaned back against Saint's chest, losing control. He felt something unusual building inside him.
"I think... I'm c-cum... ahh, cumming!"
"Come for me, baby."
Fighter felt something stroking his swollen dick from behind, and in that moment, he released warm, white liquid onto the bed sheets and pillow. Panting heavily after his climax, he trembled in Saint's lap. Saint gently rubbed Fighter's groin with one hand and stroked his dick with the other.
"We can stop here, Fight, if you're feeling tired."
"Please... continue. I want you... inside me," Fighter said between pants as he faced Saint and then sat on his lap, their cocks brushing together.
"Fuck, Fight..."
Saint kissed Fighter hungrily, their tongues dancing in their mouths, saliva strings slipping across their lips. Saint gripped Fighter's ass and positioned it just right on his hard cock.
Fighter moved and knelt so Saint could easily guide his pinkish, veiny cock inside. Saint held his dick and lightly brushed it against Fighter's entrance.
"Is this the gift you wanted, baby?"
"You... Ahhh... finally understand what I meant... hnggg."
Saint unwrapped a condom and applied lube to his cock. He approached Fighter carefully, gently pressing the head against Fighter's entrance before pulling back. He was intent on not hurting his boyfriend, especially since it was Fighter's first time being penetrated. Fighter breathed heavily, moaning at the sensation.
"Ahhh, please... put it in."
Fighter could feel Saint's hard dick slowly entering him. He held onto Saint tightly, digging his nails into his shoulder.
"Ahhh, Fight... Hmmhg, so tight..."
Saint's dick twitched at the tightness and warmth of Fighter's hole. He hugged Fighter close, feeling Fighter's body enveloping him.
"Aahhhh... ahhh, so good."
Fighter sat on Saint's lap, taking him in completely, and they both remained still to let Fighter adjust to the sensation and Saint's lenght.
"Fight... you look so beautiful with your wings open and naked for me... hhaah."
"M... move... hnng."
Saint began to slowly thrust upward, holding Fighter close. Fighter moaning mess on his boyfriend's lap as he hugged Saint tightly. Fighter also moved his hips up and down meeting Saint thrust upward.
"Shit... ahhh, Fight..."
Fighter rolled his hips against Saint's, driving him wild. Soon, Saint moved more vigorously, and as he did, the head of his cock brushed against Fighter's prostate.
"Ohhh, ahhhh! Saint, right there!"
Saint pounced harder upon realizing he had found Fighter's most sensitive spot. He spread Fighter's cheeks for better access and intensified his thrusts, hitting his mark with each movement.
"Shittt ahhh.. Aaaaahhhh! Saint hnng..."
Overwhelmed by sensation, Fighter bit into Saint's neck. Saint whimpered in response, and Fighter licked and sucked the bite. Gripping Saint's hair, Fighter moved up and down in his lap, targeting his prostate.
"Hhhaaah ahhh! I'm hang c-close.."
Fighter stroked his own member vigorously, feeling the pressure building in his loins.
"Come with me, Fight. Ahhhh ahhh."
"Ahhh hhmm...ahh ahhhh."
"Hmmm Fight ahhh.."
They reached climax together. Fighter's release splattered across Saint's chest and stomach, some even reaching his lips, which he sensually licked clean. Meanwhile, Saint shuddered with the intensity of his own orgasm inside Fighter. After withdrawing, he discarded the filled condom onto the floor, then gently laid the exhausted Fighter on his back as his angelic wings disappeared completely.
Saint fetched a damp cloth to clean up their mess. He returned to lie down beside his boyfriend, pulling him close in a tight embrace before planting a tender kiss on his forehead.
"How was it?"
"Amazing."
"Yeah... I love you, baby."
"I love you too, Saint."
___
"I am glad that you finally accomplished your purpose on Earth successfully. Remember that you have your duties here with us, Fighter."
"I understand. It's all thanks to you."
One month later...
The darkness had faded, and the sky was painted with hues of orange and blue, accompanied by the golden rays of the emerging sun. A cool morning breeze caressed everyone it touched.
With such a beautiful scene before him, he felt like flying through the morning skies. But he knew he'd get in trouble if he did that recklessly. Instead, he sipped his hot coffee and enjoyed the view. He was grateful his boyfriend had chosen such a wonderful place to live. With its spacious patio, they could enjoy the view together day and night. But this morning, he would enjoy it alone since his boyfriend was still soundly asleep.
"What a beautiful morning." Fighter closed his eyes, soaking in the peaceful and calm atmosphere.
"Beautiful indeed," Saint replied, hugging Fighter from behind.
"Oh? You're awake?" Fighter said, surprised.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Saint kissed his neck and rested his chin on Fighter's shoulder.
"I didn't want to disturb your sleep." Fighter turned to face him, leaning against the cold railings.
"Still, I feel empty waking up without you next to me." Saint cupped Fighter's face and leaned in to kiss him.
They kissed for a while, savoring each other's lips under the morning sky. Fighter struggled to hold Saint properly due to the mug in his hand.
"Saint... I'm... h-holding... a mug," Fighter murmured between kisses.
Saint ground his hips against Fighter, then gently took the mug from him. He stopped kissing him and gazed lovingly into his eyes.
"Good morning, my baby angel."
"Good morning," Fighter replied, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
"Shall we head inside and prepare for the day? You know it's Wednesday today."
"Yeah, let's—"
They both stopped when Fighter's necklace began glowing and twinkling blue. Fighter looked at Saint with panicked eyes, knowing what it meant.
"Fight? What does this mean?" Saint asked, worry etched across his face as he saw his boyfriend's reaction.
Fighter let out a deep sigh, closing his eyes briefly. When he opened them, he held Saint's face gently.
"Listen to me very carefully..."
"I don't like what you're going to say next, Fight," Saint said, shaking his head, fearing his suspicions were true.
"Listen..." Fighter lifted his head to look him straight in the eyes. "...Michael summoned me through my dreams. I have to go back; I still have responsibilities as part of his army," he explained.
"Are you... are you leaving me?" Tears clouded Saint's eyes.
"Sad to say... yeah." Fighter caressed his cheeks.
"No! Nooo... Don't leave me again," Saint cried, on the verge of breaking down.
"I won't. I'll come back later tonight, I promise. Michael told me I won't be long there."
"Really? You know I can't live without you, Fight..." Saint's tears flowed freely.
"Me too, Saint. I promise I'll come back right away." Fighter wiped Saint's tears and kissed his wet eyes.
"I'll be waiting for you. Please be quick."
"I will, Saint. I love you. See you later."
"I love you too."
Fighter slammed his blue wings upward, his clothes transforming into those worn by angels. He glowed blue, his wings flapping a few times as he prepared for takeoff. Before closing his eyes, he looked at Saint one last time and smiled.
Saint could only watch him with teary eyes. Fighter leaving him again so suddenly was too painful for his heart. Memories of the hellish days without Fighter by his side replayed in his mind. But Fighter had promised to come back, and Saint would wait. He would wait for Fighter no matter what.
"Don't be gone long..."
Soon, a ray of blue light appeared from the skies, surrounding Fighter. He closed his eyes, and in a blink, the angel and the light vanished all at once.
___
"Saint, where's Sir Zee?" Zol, the CFO, asked when he noticed Saint entering the building without the CEO.
Everyone would be wondering and asking about the sudden change, as they always arrived at work and left together.
"Ah, he had an important appointment to attend today," Saint lied, continuing on his way to his office.
"It's weird that he's not with you today, you know," Zol remarked.
Night had fallen, and Saint went straight home after dinner. After showering, he went out to the patio to wait for his boyfriend. The stars sparkled brightly in the dark sky. He lifted his head, hoping the angel would appear like the first time he saw him. He let out a sigh of disbelief when nothing seemed to be appearing in the air. He then checked his watch, which read 9:00 PM. Anxiety crept in at the thought that Fighter might break his promise.
"Please..." he whispered.
He blinked away the tears starting to blur his vision and gripped the cold railings to hold himself together. He lifted his head again to check for a certain angel coming down and gasped when he saw a blue light twinkling in the distance.
"Fight?"
The blue light stopped twinkling and began glowing brightly instead. It slowly descended in Saint's direction. Finally, Saint could clearly see the light and his boyfriend, the angel, right above him, smiling brightly. Unlike before, Fighter was conscious and wearing the same white cloth around his hips as the first time Saint saw him.
"Baby..."
Saint felt an overwhelming relief at seeing his boyfriend return. He had worried sick for nothing, but he couldn't help it. The angel now stood in front of him, still glowing blue with his wings clasped behind him. Saint grabbed his face and kissed him on the lips. The angel returned the kiss, opening his mouth to let Saint devour him. As they enjoyed their moment, Fighter's wings slowly retreated, their blue flush disappearing, as well as the white cloth on his hips. Saint ran his hands down to Fighter's buttocks, and he hitched when he felt nothing but skin. He parted his lips and looked at Fighter from head to toe.
"W...what?" Fighter asked shyly, his face flushing red.
"You look... beautiful, Fight."
Saint was stunned at his baby, naked in front of him. Though he had seen this many times, he was still surprised by this well-built man.
"I told you I would come back to you," Fighter said.
"I know. Thank you. Are you leaving like this from now on?"
"No, only if they need me there."
Saint moved closer to him, massaging Fighter's butt cheeks.
"Hnngg... What are you... ahhh... doing?" Fighter moaned as something poked his entrance.
"I want you, Fight..."
"Ahhh hnngm... waa... wait!" Fighter gasped as a finger entered his butthole.
Saint grabbed his legs and lifted him. Fighter wrapped his legs around Saint while Saint put his finger back in, moving it in and out.
"Ahhhh Saaaint... hng!"
"Let's do it inside, baby..."
THE END
