Demons in love

Demons in love

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This is a story about an angle that is pursued by a demon. This demon is Satan. We all know demons don't have feelings, but angels do, so find out what they felt for each other. ---------- He pined me against the cold wall and grabbed me by my waist, putting both my legs on the side of his. "So you've never... Done it?" He asked once again. " no." I answered with a weak voice. "It's normal. You're a pretty angel. Imagine getting fu-" "Sh!" I cut him off putting my finger I. His lips. I than took it as he stared at me with a glare. ( ... ) ---------- Strong language Sexual content
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"You can't possibly be okay with this," I motion to myself, "Me being a..a demon. It goes against everything you were raised to believe." "What I was forced to believe." Sam interjects, suddenly directly in front of me, caging me against the counter as I look up at him. When the fuck did he get there? Enhanced senses, my ass, Ves. "From what you told me, God is obviously real, along with Heaven and Hell. If my parents had raised me right, then I might have been appalled by the fact that you're a demon," His hazel eyes watch me, so much emotion swirling in his orbs causing chills to travel up my body, "But the fact that you, a demon, have shown more kindness to me than my own parents," his voice deepens as his head tilts slightly, "How bad could you possibly be?" I stand there motionless, lost for words. Am I drunk? Is he? I didn't drink that much. Then again it was half the bottle, but still I have more tolerance than that. It seems like every time I take a break from this man, he changes more and more. I don't know if it's actually his true personality or what, but I can never get out of this loop. Being too distracted with my thoughts, I fail to notice when Sam moves and his lips soon mold with mine in a kiss. And I kiss him back.

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