P.R.O.U.D. - Dreams of Distant Memories
A set of full and swollen lips crushed against his own; the angel shuddering as a shock wave of pleasure overtook his body.
“Do not resist me,” a deep and raspy voice filled his head. “You are mine. It is our destiny.”
The angel wept as the demon before him toyed with his emotions; clawed, yet surprisingly gentle fingers traced rivulets across his skin. He was afraid and yet he burned and ached for more.
The demon’s power was too much for the young angel; his innocence and purity threatened by his desire to be loved. The foul creature had taken advantage of his curious nature and lured him to a secluded mountain top. Alone, and without friends, the angel found himself a prisoner of his deadly foe; a foe who wanted something he dare not speak of; sex.
The demon’s tongue explored the warmth of the angel’s mouth; the celestial being forgetting who he was; his mind clouded; body responding in ways he did not comprehend.
“You are my enemy,” the angel gasped as the demon released him from the fiery kiss.
Breathless, the angel stared at the animal before him.
He was taller and older, but not by much. Slender and pale, the demon’s facial features were almost too pretty; small, twisted horns peeked through dark silken hair which fell across broad shoulders; bat-like wings protruding from his back.
The angel trembled as the demon licked his cherry red lips; lips that tasted like melted sin.
"It doesn’t have to be that way,” the demon whispered in his ear.
The angel closed his eyes; the demon’s hot breath against his neck making his pulse race. Hands roamed across his chest and belly; he gasped as the demon touched him there.
“It is forbidden,” the angel scolded, temporarily in control of his senses.
The demon chuckled as he continued to caress the angel’s sensitive flesh.
“Come with me,” the dark creature entreated his prey; the angel trying not to stare at the demon’s length now hard and heavy between his legs.
“Go where? To Hell? You would see me cast down to satisfy your carnal lust?”
The demon glared at the angel; the celestial being avoiding his gaze lest he be lost in the depths of the creature’s intoxicating eyes.
“Let me love you,” the demon spoke, his voice smooth like silk.
The angel shook his head.
“No. I will burn in Hell.”
The demon smiled; the angel frightened at the site of sharpened fangs.
“Then I shall burn with you for you are my hearts desire.”
The angel staggered backwards as the animal reached out and touched his downy wings.
“How dare you touch me. You are heartless and have no soul.”
The demon chortled; his laughter echoing in the night.
“But you are wrong, my love,” the demon mocked him. Soulless I may be. But I do have a heart.”
A clawed hand grabbed his wrist; the angel flinched as his palm was placed to lie flat upon the demon’s chest.
“Do you feel my heart?” the demon asked the angel, his fangs scraping gently across the angel’s throat.
“It’s pounding,” the angel answered, his voice low and soft.
“Do you like the way it feels? Does it make your own heart race?”
The angel shook his head.
“I can hear it. I can hear your heart. It’s beating as fast as mine.”
“I am afraid,” the angel admitted. “I want to go home. Please let me go home.”
Rage was building up inside the demon’s body.
“Tell me that you want me. Tell me that you will love me forever. Give yourself to me.”
The angel stood his ground; white wings fully extended and ready to whisk him away to safety.
“I am leaving now,” he told the demon. “Do not follow me.”
The demon growled in defiance.
“You will not leave me.”
The animal grabbed the angel, bee-stung lips engulfing his mouth. Plunging deep inside, the angel moaned as he tasted the warmth of the demon’s tongue. Like nectar from a flower, the kiss felt like warm, sticky honey. The angel wept as he grew limp; the demon’s strong arms surrounding him. His vision blurred; head slumping against the demons chest. He found himself upon the cold ground; legs spread; his body giving in to gentle touches and teases.
“Please,” he cried. “Please let me go.”
Pain gripped him as the demon took his innocence; great bat wings looming over him, casting an eerie shadow in the moonlight.
The angel cursed himself as the pain turned to pleasure; his back arched as the demon speared him; incomprehensible sounds escaping his lips with every thrust. The angel was lost as he finally succumbed to the demon’s sexual prowess; his length now fully erect and throbbing.
The agony was overshadowed by the ecstasy; the demon’s wide girth stretching him; delving deep inside his body. The angel came hard, his cries of anguish driving the demon mad. The dark creature bucked forward and spilled; his face contorted; wings vibrating; head shaking violently from side to side. He growled like an animal; a beast from the depths of Hell.
The heaven’s opened up; rain pouring down to wash away the stench of sweat and semen; but it could not cleanse the angel of his sin. He was lost forever; he could never go back.
“I hate you,” the angel lashed out at the animal that had destroyed his purity.
They sat in the darkness; the angel’s tears mingling with the pouring rain.
“You must come with me now,” the demon told him. “You have no choice. You can never go back.”
The angel scowled at him.
“I’d rather die.”
The angel ran to the edge of the cliff, the demon scrambling after.
“Don’t be a fool.”
The angel smirked at the demon; the animal extending a clawed hand.
“Come with me,” he purred. “Take my hand. Love me forever.”
A silent “no” escaped the angel’s lips as he flung himself off the cliff, the demon screaming his name at the top of his lungs; the agonizing sound echoing off the mountain top, shattering the silence of the night.
“Junsu!”