Lucifer:
I wonder who she is. I sit at my desk and think about her. Her face looked pure and innocent and her body that was covered by a very bold dress but I could I see the outline of her defined muscles and curves.
Never has a woman ever taken over my thoughts the way this one has. Her scent was insanely intoxicating and strong I wondered how i've never seen her before. I remember a male angel staring at her body lustfully and it made me extremely angry. All I wanted was to buy a damn suit.
She was obviously going to be at the Gala. Her dress was too extravagant. I wonder why she is just now buying it. A usual goddess would buy her dress 5 to 3 months before the Gala.
She invaded my mind. I wasn't intrigued, just curious.
No goddess will ever intrigue me.
Raphael walks into my office and my eyes snap up at him. "What the hell is wrong with you. It's almost like work hasn't crossed your mind since you sat down." He says and I grumble.
"Cause it hasn't." I tell him and he rolls his eyes.
"What whore has you lusting after her, now?" He asks me and I growl at him.
"She is far from a whore!" I yell at him and he smirks. She looked very innocent. She was incredibly gorgeous so there is no doubt in my mind that angel men haven't thought about taking her.
"I knew it was a girl." He says and I roll my eyes. "So? What is it about her?" He asks me and I huff.
"I'm not sure Raph." I say and he nods his head.
"Well the Gala is tomorrow so I suggest you take your ass to bed." He says and I roll my eyes. I stretch out my body before getting up and walking past Raphael to my room.
I open my bedroom door and close it behind me. I went into my bathroom and ran a some bath water. My mind wandered back to her face. Her goddamn face. She would scrunch her eyes whenever the seamstress would pull or squeeze the dress to tight.
It made my cock harden the worst it's ever been. Painful to the touch, rock hard, and all I had to do was think about her face. What is it about her?
I turn my bath water off and settle my body inside of the bathtub. I begin to rub myself off but it doesn't help. I close my eyes and think of her face and the possible expressions she could make. I continue to think of her while rubbing myself off.
I finally cum and jerk my hips slightly. I am still hard but not as hard as before. I'm the usual hard, whenever I fuck a whore.
I clean my body before stepping out of the tub. I grab a towel and dry myself off before putting in the same pair of sweatpants. I pull my covers back and lay in my bed.
Everything just seems so repetitive these days. She seems like a change. I feel she is very significant to my life.
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Kilo:
I grab Cassiel's arm to support myself. We are currently playing a game Cassiel likes the call the floor is lava. I laugh before losing my balance and falling to the ground. I hiss in pain and look at my newly bruised elbow.
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