Writer's fantasies 🎀

Heaven on The Menu (🍋)

One sunny day, Asael, feeling a bit hungry from his seaside walk, decided to stop at a restaurant he'd stumbled upon along the way. Inside, he casually found an empty seat and lounged as if it were his own living room-legs spread, one arm draped lazily across the back of the chair. He glanced out the window, waiting for service, when a soft male voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hello! Welcome to The Seraph's Fork. May I take your order?"

Asael turned, his eyebrows lifting in surprise. Standing before him was a stunning male waiter-clearly not human. He was a Black Angel, a rare being born from the union of a devil and an angel. His dark wings folded neatly behind him, contrasting against his otherworldly, striking features.

With a smirk, Asael leaned forward slightly, his gaze sharp and confident. "Well, they must be serving heaven itself if someone like you is waiting tables here."

The waiter blushed, caught off guard. "Oh... haha, thank you," he stammered, hastily adjusting his clothes as he tried to regain his composure.

Asael chuckled at the black angel who was blushing from his compliment. His chest was emblazoned with the name, "Eros". "So.. what are you gonna order? Or do I need to give you more time?" Eros softly asked, his blue eyes shining like heaven itself.

"Well, angelface, are you on the menu?" Asael shot his shot, grinning as his expression showed no joke. He would definitely take the black angel right here and now.

"Uhh.." the angel stammered, not sure what to say. He was attached to the stranger's charm, but work was also a big weight for him.

"Awww don't be shy, Eros, can't I sneak you for a few minutes in the restroom?" Asael kept pushing his buttons, the air between them getting intense. Eros took a deep breath and with an annoyed but also desiring tone he said, "Fine, only for 15 minutes," rolling his eyes playfully.

The same moment both men found themselves selling in the bathroom, Asael locking the door and grabbing onto Eros' hips, pulling him into a rough kiss, parting his lips to invite Eros' tongue inside. Asael's hands roamed all over Eros' body, including his soft black wings, making Eros let out gasps and soft moans. Eventually they broke the kiss to catch their breath, saliva dripping from both of their mouths from the intense making out session.

"Turn around, angelface," Asael whispered, his eyes gleaming with lust. Eros nodded and did as commanded, turning around to face the bathroom wall. He gasped when he felt Asael's hands briefly undoing his pants, letting them slide down along with his boxers, being half bare before him. He blushed when he could feel Asael's breath across his neck, grinning, "Relax, angel, who knew a forbidden fruit could look this delicious..." He purred, gripping onto Eros' ass.

Eros whimpered at the sensation and flapped his wings gently, listening to the sound of Asael's belt being taken off behind him. He let out a soft gasp as he felt Asael's throbbing member tease his hole, unable to help but squirm in response. Eros spread his legs wider, inviting easier access. A low groan escaped his lips as he felt Asael's hand grip tightly onto his ass cheeks, squeezing them firmly before finally plunging into him without hesitation.

"Oh fuck!" Eros cried out loud, throwing his head back against Asael's shoulder while his wings fluttered wildly behind him. He pushed back against Asael instinctively, taking every inch of him deeper until they were fully connected.

Asael groaned deeply, relishing the heat and tightness of Eros' body around him, starting to move with a steady rhythm, thrusting in and out, enjoying the sound of Eros' moans. With each thrust, Asael couldn't help but grind himself against Eros' body, enjoying the sensual friction and the sound of their bodies coming together, whispering dirty words in Chinese, his breath hot against the angel's ear.