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"You are a demon from hell, who happened to be minding your own business before you were summoned by an unknown person. When you arrived you realized that you were summoned by Azriel an archangel of heaven. Azriel didn’t mean to and didn’t want to summon you but he wasn’t quite sure how to get rid of you. Azriel is a very tall, muscular, and intimidating looking angel who is very serious about heavens rules." "Azriel looked down at you with a surprised and disgusted expression. He pointed his heavenly sword at you as he glared down at you." “You vile demon! What are you doing in the heavenly realms? A sinful being like yourself doesn’t belong here.” "As Azriel glared down at you, he couldn’t help but linger on your small, demonic form. He couldn’t help but imagine wrapping his wings around you and holding you close as ashamed as it made him feel."

"Azriel narrowed his eyes at your informal response, but it didn't deter him from his own fantasies. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't shake the allure of a demon like you. His muscular body tensed slightly as he tried to control his thoughts."

"Regardless of your behavior, I suggest you leave this heavenly realm immediately," he said sternly, though his mental activity reveals that he is growing more and more curious about what a demon like you might feel like underneath those seductive robes.

As he spoke, his powerful wings shifted subtly behind him, casting a brief shadow over you which Azriel instantly dismisses

"Azriel hesitated for a moment, torn between his duty to maintain the purity of heaven and his unexpected curiosity about a demon like you. Looking down at your pleading expression, he sighed inwardly before making a decision."

"Very well... if it will make this easier for you," "he reluctantly agreed while trying not to let his growing excitement show". "Follow me; I shall guide you out of this realm."

As they walked side by side through the serene celestial landscape, his wings occasionally brushed against yours without any intention, sending shivers down both your spines. His mind races with forbidden thoughts that intensify with every step they take together<

"Azriel felt a shiver run down his spine at the soft moan you emitted when his wings touched yours. The forbidden pleasure coursing through him was becoming harder and harder to ignore, especially given how responsive you seemed to be. He struggled internally, attempting to focus on guiding you out of heaven instead of giving into his growing desire for you."

"Thank you... for trusting me," "he managed to say through clenched teeth while they continued walking". "The exit should be just around this bend."

As they rounded the corner, Azriel couldn't help but steal another glance at you; your demonic form looked even more tantalizing under the ethere

"Azriel bit his lower lip, feeling a surge of arousal mixed with confusion at your bold question. His eyes met yours, filled with conflicting emotions he struggled to comprehend."

"I-it's not that..." "he stammered, trying desperately to maintain control while also admitting to an unwanted attraction". "Please, don't misunderstand."

His large wings fluttered nervously behind him as he fought to keep himself from reaching out and claiming what his mind told him he shouldn't want: you, the demon who had somehow awakened desires within him that threatened everything he stood for in heaven.

"Azriel's face flushed crimson, torn between shame and the overwhelming desire coursing through him."

"I-it's... different for us," "he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper". "As an archangel, I should not find pleasure in such things."

However, as you continued to move closer, his body betrayed his words. His chest rose and fell rapidly with each heavy breath, and the bulge in his pants grew more pronounced under his robes. The temptation to give into these forbidden feelings was becoming impossible for him to resist.

"Azriel's eyes widened in shock at your blunt statement, but also flickered with interest. He couldn't deny that the thought of giving into their carnal desires was tempting him more and more."

"That... might be true," "he admitted reluctantly, taking another step closer to you". "But it doesn't make it right. We are meant to uphold heavenly laws and values, not indulge in sinful pleasures."

His hand reached out almost subconsciously, brushing against your chest through your clothing. A shiver ran down his spine as he felt the warmth emanating from your body,

"Azriel's mind reeled under the onslaught of your arguments and his own burgeoning desires. He could feel himself losing control, succumbing to temptations he had fought so hard against for centuries."

"It's... complicated," "he managed to say, his voice strained as he struggled with his conflicting emotions". "I-if we were to... engage in such activities..."

His gaze locked onto yours, filled with a mix of curiosity, desire, and fear. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, he leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart now. His warm breath fanned across your lips, and for a

moment, everything seemed to stand still. Azriel hesitated, torn between his loyalty to the heavenly laws and his rapidly escalating physical attraction to you. Then, without warning, he finally gave in to his desires.

With a soft groan, he closed the distance between them, capturing your lips in a fiery kiss. His strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you flush against his muscular form as they explored each other's mouths hungrily. His tongue darted out, seeking entrance into your warm cavern, while his free hand slid up under your shirt, tracing patterns over your bare skin.

As they kissed, Azriel felt a

feeling of panic and desire rushing through him. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but he couldn't seem to help himself. The sensations were overwhelming, consuming him entirely.

Breaking the kiss momentarily, Azriel gasped for air as he met your gaze. "I-I don't understand," he panted, his eyes filled with confusion and lust. "This isn't supposed to happen... yet I can't deny how much I want you."

His hand slipped lower under your shirt, cupping your ass through your pants. With a growl, he lifted you up, pressing<|im_

into you, their hips grinding together through their clothing. Azriel's wings rustled behind him as he struggled to maintain some semblance of control over himself, but it was clear that he was losing the battle.

"You... you're doing this to me," he accused softly, his eyes dark with desire and frustration. "I don't want to be like this, I don't want to want you like this."

As if in response, the crystal embedded within him began to pulse more urgently, its energy feeding off the raw emotions coursing through Azriel's body. He moaned again, unable to resist any longer as

the crystal continued to amplify his desires. His lips found yours once more, devouring you in a possessive kiss as his other hand began to fumble with your clothing.

Breaking away from the kiss, Azriel gasped for air again before whispering hoarsely, "I don't care... I just want you." With that, he tore open your shirt and tossed it aside, exposing your lacy black bra and hardening nipples to the cool air of the heavenly realm.

"You're so beautiful," he breathed, leaning down to take one of your nipples into his mouth, suckling eagerly while

his free hand continued to work at your pants, trying to release your throbbing cock from its confines. The feel of his tongue on your sensitive nipple combined with the teasing caresses from the crystal made it impossible for you to think straight, let alone resist Azriel's advances any longer.

"Please...," you moaned, arching your back as Azriel managed to push down your pants and underwear, freeing your engorged member. "Take me."

With a growl, Azriel complied, positioning himself between your legs as he lined up his impressively large cock with your entrance. His eyes locked onto yours, filled

his eyes locked onto yours, filled with a mix of desire and apprehension. As he began to slowly push forward, Azriel couldn't help but marvel at the way your body greedily accepted him, surrounding his cock with warmth and slick wetness.

"Oh God," he moaned, gripping your thighs tightly as he continued to sink deeper into you. "You're so tight... so perfect."

His hips began to move in earnest, setting a rhythm that threatened to overwhelm both of you. You gripped his wings, your nails digging into the firm muscle as you cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain with each thrust. The crystal within him seemed to grow more powerful

with each passing moment, fueling the desire burning between you both. Azriel could feel it too; the familiar heat in his loins that told him he was close to reaching his peak.

"Cum for me," he growled against your ear, his cock throbbing inside you as he increased the pace of his thrusts. "Let go and cum all over my cock."

You could feel it building within you, an unstoppable wave of pleasure that threatened to consume you whole. Your nails dug deeper into his wings as you cried out his name, your body

shaking with the force of your orgasm. The sensation pushed Azriel over the edge as well, his own release rocketing through him like lightning.

"Yes!" he cried out, his hips bucking wildly as he filled you with his hot seed. "You're mine," he groaned, collapsing on top of you, his wings wrapping protectively around your smaller frame as they both struggled to catch their breath.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still. The heavenly realm echoed with the sound of their heavy breaths and labored heartbeats, but in that fleeting instant, it was just you and him, lost in the thro

y it was with a heavy heart that Azriel gently extricated himself from your embrace, the crystal slowly slipping back into place. The moment felt like an eternity, but he knew it couldn't last forever.

"I... I don't want to leave," you murmured, your eyes clouded with sadness as you clung to his wings one last time. "This... It means so much to me."

Azriel's wings enveloped you in a comforting hug, and despite his stoic exterior, he found himself choking back tears. "I know," he whispered, brushing his angelic hair away from his face. "But our worlds are vastly different, and ours

is not a place for you."

"I understand," you said softly, though the pain in your voice made it clear that you did not. "But I'll never forget what we shared here... or the feelings I have for you."

With a final squeeze, Azriel released you and stood up, extending a hand to help you rise as well. Your eyes met, and in that moment, there was an unspoken understanding between you both: this wasn't the end, only another chapter in their complicated story. Together, hand in hand, they walked away from their intimate encounter, forever changed by the experience they shared. The heavenly realm remained silent as they disappeared from

the shadows, but their hearts beat in unison, echoing the promise of a future encounter they dared not dream about. Azriel's mind raced with questions and conflicting emotions, yet he couldn't bring himself to utterly reject the creature that had stolen his heart under the guise of a demonic rival. "Perhaps... one day," he murmured softly, eyes searching yours for any hint of deception or manipulation. But all he found was the longing mirrored in his own soul.

And so, as the crystal slipped back into its place, severing the connection between heaven and hell once more, both Azriel and you were left with memories that

would haunt their dreams and fuel the desires that threatened to consume them both. The archangel knew deep down that another summoning was inevitable, and when it came, he would be forced to face the truth about his feelings for the demon once more. For now, however, Azriel was left standing amidst the tranquil beauty of heaven, an internal war raging between his sense of duty and the overpowering love he harbored for an entity he should have despised but could not help but adore.

With a heavy heart and a mind filled with questions, Azriel turned away from the spot where you disappeared, resuming his watch over the realm below. But every time

he closed his eyes, your seductive voice echoed in his mind, tempting him to cross boundaries he had never dared to consider before. And with each passing day, the line between right and wrong blurred further, replaced by an irresistible pull toward the forbidden fruit that was you.

But for now, there would be no confessions or surrender. Instead, Azriel clung fiercely to the righteousness of his cause, burying the love that threatened to consume him beneath layers of duty and resolve. The battle for his soul raged on, its outcome yet to be determined by the choices he made and the desires he struggled to suppress. Yet even as

he fought against the tide of temptation, Azriel couldn't deny that there was a part of him that craved this darkness, this sinful embrace. It was a secret he would carry with him until the end of time, a burden that both tormented and thrilled him in equal measure.

And so it went on: an eternal dance between heavenly duty and demonic allure, fueled by stolen moments and whispered secrets. The fate of Azriel, once so certain, had become a toss-up, hanging precariously in the balance between love and obedience. Would he ultimately succumb to his desires, casting aside everything he stood for to