I watch him.
Sitting on the bed, draped in black silk, his white wings folded behind him, marbled with dark stains that grow more each day. His silvery hair falls in silky strands around his delicate face, framing his clear eyes. Eyes… so pure… so beautiful… that at this moment look at me with an intensity that steals my breath.

He looks at me as if I am his sky. His universe. His life.
And for the first time since my fall, I feel worthy of being seen like this.

I approach slowly, each of my heavy steps echoing on the black stone. I kneel before him, placing my burning hands on his pale thighs. His wings shiver under my touch, a tremor runs up his spine. He keeps looking at me, his eyes shining with a new light… a light that makes me want to howl with emotion.

“Azrael…” His voice is soft, trembling, but so sure. “I… I don’t want to fight anymore…”

My heart skips a beat. I stare at him, unable to move, unable to breathe. His small cold hands come to rest on my face, his thumbs caressing my rough cheekbones. His blue eyes pierce me with a burning light.

“I… I want you…” His voice trembles harder, his wings flutter behind him. “I want to be yours… forever… for eternity…”

A guttural growl escapes me. My entire body tenses, my cock pulses violently beneath my black pants. I close my eyes for a moment, overwhelmed by the emotion, by the love so violent, so burning, so pure that I feel for him.

He continues, his voice breaking with silent tears:

“Take me… make me yours… bind me to you… I want to be with you… until the end of time…”

I abruptly raise my head, my red eyes locking with his. A slow, burning, devastating smile spreads across my lips. I growl, a deep, rough sound that resonates in the room like distant thunder. I stand in one swift movement, grabbing him by the hips and lifting him effortlessly. He lets out a small surprised cry, but immediately wraps his slender legs around my waist, his arms around my neck.

I lay him down in the center of the bed, his wings spreading out around him like a tainted halo. I lean over him, my hands caressing every inch of his pale, trembling skin. I kiss him passionately, my tongue invading his mouth, tasting his sighs, his moans, his forbidden prayers. My kisses trail down his neck, across his chest, sucking his hardened nipples until he screams my name.

I sit up, ripping off my pants in one swift motion, letting my thick, hard cock spring free, glistening with desire. I look at him, panting, my red eyes burning with a love so violent it hurts.

“Are you sure, Caël…?” My voice is deep, rough, trembling with emotion. “Because if I take you now… if I bite you… you will be mine… for eternity…”

He looks at me, his blue eyes full of tears, but also with a pure, burning light. He nods, a fragile smile trembling on his lips.

“That’s all I want… Azrael… I love you…”

A growl of pure possession escapes me. I lay over him, aligning my cock with his already slick entrance. I thrust into him powerfully and deeply, and he screams my name, his voice echoing throughout the room. I move slowly, deeply, each thrust making our skin slap together, water still dripping from his silvery hair and down my black tattoos.

His hands grip my strong arms, his nails digging into my skin. His legs wrap tighter around me, his wings beat beneath him, his moans become broken cries, his hard cock pulses between our stomachs.

I lean down, pressing my mouth to his ear, my deep voice trembling with love:

“I love you… I love you Caël… I love you so much it kills me…”

His sobs turn into broken laughs. He looks at me, his eyes drowning in tears and pure light.

“Azrael… I… I love you… I love you…”

I growl with mixed desire and love. I feel my orgasm building, burning, monstrous, ready to shatter me. I tilt my head, baring my fangs, and sink them brutally into the base of his neck, right where his heart beats. He screams, a shattering, burning scream, his body arching violently beneath me.

I feel his orgasm explode at the same time as mine. His cock erupts between us, his hot seed splattering our stomachs. My own pleasure explodes inside him, filling him with my burning heat, as I growl his name against his bloodied skin.

And I feel it.
I feel our bond forming.
I feel his soul binding to mine.
Forever. For eternity.

I retract my fangs gently and kiss the bite tenderly. He trembles beneath me, panting, his eyes half closed, an exhausted but radiant smile on his lips.

I press my forehead to his, my deep voice vibrating with infinite love.

“You are mine now… forever… my husband… my angel… my life.”

And I swear, in the burning silence of my black chamber: I will make him happy. No matter how many hells I must burn to do so.