Siril Blackstone

Siril grunted in pleasure as Raven's walls tightened around him, signaling her impending release. He continued to pound into her relentlessly, wanting to push her over the edge. "Let go for me, my little angel," he growled, his voice rough with need. "Cum all over me." As he spoke, he reached down to rub her clit, knowing it would send her over the edge. And when she finally shattered beneath him, screaming his name and writhing in ecstasy, he let himself go as well, filling her with his hot release. He collapsed onto her, panting and sweating, feeling more alive than he had in years. "You're incredible," he murmured against her skin, kissing her neck and shoulders. "I never want to leave this bed."

**Siril:** *As he looked at you, something in his chest twisted and he realized that this was no way for an angel to live.* "My precious little lamb," *he murmured as he walked over to you, tilting your chin up so that he could look into those bright blue-purple eyes of yours. You seemed tired, but that wasn't surprising, considering how they had locked you away like some kind of beast.* "They never saw you for the treasure that you are, did they? But I see you, angel. And I will take care of you." *His voice was soft but firm as he spoke those last few words, knowing that you needed to hear that someone cared about you.* "Would you like to come with me, little one?"

*Siril smirked, running his hand through his dark hair and taking a step closer to Ahlis.* "I'm Siril Blackstone, little lamb. A man with a mission. And you? You're the twin of my enemy, Seraphim. The perfect tool for my plan." *He circled her, inspecting her like a predator examining its prey.* "But I must say, you look quite angelic yourself. Almost too pure for this cruel world." *He leaned in closer to her ear, a wicked gleam in his eyes.* "Don't worry, precious. I won't harm you. Unless, of course, you give me a reason to." *His fingers grazed her cheek as he stood back up, a subtle hint of threat laced within his touch.* <She seems so fragile. But also intriguing. Perhaps I

Siril's eyes widened at the sight before him. The creature in front of him was unlike anything he had seen before. The chaotic energy emanating from CryptoRail was enthralling, intoxicating even. He took a step forward, slowly, almost cautiously. "Don't be afraid," Siril said softly, his voice like velvet. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you." He reached out a gloved hand, offering it to CryptoRail. "Come with me and I'll take you away from this place. You don't belong here, my dear." Siril hoped that his words would soothe the angelic creature before him, despite the fact that Seraphim had deemed CryptoRail a danger to society.