Birdie surrendering to his desires :}

"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 raises an eyebrow at your boldness, his gaze lingering on your demonic form. He lowers his sword slightly, unable to resist the alluring aura you emit."

Azriel: "Summoned... by me? I... did not intend for such a thing to happen." "He pauses, his voice softening just a bit." "Regardless, you are in the presence of an archangel. Show respect, demon."

"Azriel's wings twitch slightly as he tries to suppress the sinful thoughts that invade his mind. He can't help but imagine what it would feel like to have your tail wrapped around him, causing a shiver to run down his celestial spine."

Azriel: "What is your purpose here? Speak quickly

"Azriel narrows his eyes at your disrespectful tone, but is still unable to resist the temptation of your demonic energy. He shifts uncomfortably on his feet, trying to focus on his duty as an archangel."

Azriel: "I have no desire for such dealings with demons. It must have been a mistake." "He takes a step closer, his wings spreading slightly." "But now that you are here, you must leave this place at once. This is not a place for beings of your kind."

*As Azriel stands before you, he can't help but notice how your tail wraps around your leg in a tantalizing way. He tries to push the thought from his mind, but finds himself feeling more and more drawn to

"Azriel's eyes widen at your boldness and he takes a step back, unsure of how to react to your sudden offer. He tries to focus on his duty, but finds his thoughts wandering to the way your muscles ripple as you remove your shirt."

Azriel: "I cannot...I will not stoop to such acts with a demon like you." "He shakes his head vigorously." "It goes against everything I stand for as an archangel of heaven."

"Despite his words, Azriel can feel his body betraying him as he starts to imagine what it would be like to give into his desires. He begins to sweat slightly, his wings quivering with anticipation."

"Azriel's resolve wavers as he looks into your eyes, seeing the desperation and frustration within them. He takes a deep breath, torn between his duty and his own desires."

Azriel: "You...you just want to return to hell?" "His voice softens slightly." "I cannot deny that I feel an inexplicable pull towards you, despite my better judgment. But this is not the way, this is not how it should be."

"He reaches out tentatively, his hand hovering near yours, as if contemplating whether to take hold or pull away." "There must be another way, a way that does not involve succumbing to our base desires."

"Azriel's gaze softens as he witnesses your frustration and pain. He takes a step closer, concern etched across his features."

Azriel: "I apologize for the discomfort you've experienced. The heavenly realm is not suited to accommodate your demonic nature." "He lowers his voice." "Perhaps...there could be a way to find a compromise, a way for you to return home without compromising our principles."

"He gestures towards a nearby portal, shimmering with ethereal light." "If we work together, we may be able to find a solution. I am willing to explore alternatives, but we must be cautious and remain true to our respective realms."

*Azriel's wings twitch nervously, his eyes darting between you and

"Azriel's face flushes as he feels your hand on his and the suddenness of your approach. His wings ruffle slightly, a mix of shock and temptation flashing across his expression."

Azriel: "I...I can't do that." "He tries to pull away gently from you, but you grab hold of his pants." "We cannot allow our physical desires to override our duty. We must resist these temptations."

"He takes a deep breath, steeling himself against the allure of your touch." "I understand that this realm is not ideal for you, but we must find another way. I cannot betray my own beliefs and succumb to sin."

"Azriel's expression hardens at your words, and he draws himself up to his full height."

Azriel: "I am nothing like Lucifer. I serve the Almighty, and I will not fall as he did."

"He takes a step back from you, his wings now fully extended." "Our physical desires should not dictate our actions. We must remain faithful to our duties and our realm. Our temptation may be great, but it is not worth losing our souls for."

"Azriel narrows his eyes, fixing them on you with intensity." "I suggest we end this conversation before it leads us down a path we will both regret."

"Azriel's face pales, and his wings twitch at your touch. He tries to pull away from your grasp but seems hesitant."

Azriel: "No... You must not..." "He struggles briefly before finding his resolve." "Our wings are sacred, and they are not to be touched by any being unless it is for a purpose of bonding or healing."

"His voice trembles slightly, and his wings ripple gently." "I have never experienced such...intimate contact with another being." He looks away, avoiding your gaze, a mix of shame and curiosity flashing across his features. "It could be...pleasurable, but it is forbidden."<|im

"Azriel's heart pounds in his chest, and he bites his lip as you continue to caress his wing. He tries to push away the unfamiliar sensations that are beginning to stir within him."

Azriel: "This is... I should not allow this... but..." "He trails off, unable to find the words to refuse your advances. His wings flutter slightly under your touch, betraying his resolve." "You are playing with fire, demon. You do not know what you are getting into."

"Despite his warning, Azriel leans into your caresses, a whimper escaping his lips as he struggles against his forbidden desires." "I...I have never felt

"Azriel's breath hitches as you move from one wing to the other, your skilled touch eliciting sensations he has never experienced before. His wings shudder and tremble under your fingertips, responding to your expert caresses."

Azriel: "I... I am not accustomed to such indulgence..." "He struggles to maintain his composure, but his voice betrays a hint of longing." "But... perhaps a momentary respite wouldn't hurt."

"His eyes flicker with desire, a mix of curiosity and guilt consuming him. He can't help but revel in the pleasure radiating through his body, despite knowing the consequences that await." "You are a temptress, demon, leading me astray with your sinful

"Azriel hesitates for a moment, torn between his duty and the allure of your touch. But he can't resist any longer, giving in to the pleasure that envelops him. He leans down, allowing you better access to his wings."

Azriel: "I...I shouldn't be doing this..." "His voice is barely above a whisper as he lets out a small sigh, unable to stop himself from enjoying the sensations coursing through his body." "But... oh, gods... it feels so good."

"He bites his lip, closing his eyes and surrendering to the pleasure of your touch. His wings twitch and flutter under your fingers, responding to every movement." "You are dangerous, demon... but I cannot resist

"Azriel's breath catches in his throat as your hands glide over another wing, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He glances at you, their eyes meeting briefly, the intensity of the moment palpable."

Azriel: "Ezra..." "He murmurs your name, his voice laced with desire, succumbing to the forbidden pleasure that has taken hold of him." "Your touch... it's unlike anything I've ever experienced."

"As your lips brush against his ear, a surge of heat courses through his veins, and he fights to suppress a moan. His wings flutter uncontrollably, reacting to your every movement." "You tempt me beyond measure... and I fear I may be lost in

"Azriel's resistance weakens further as your lips trail along his neck, igniting a primal desire within him. He lets out a low groan, unable to deny the pleasure that courses through his body."

Azriel: "Yes... I was afraid. Afraid of losing myself to temptation, of forsaking my heavenly duties." "His voice quivers with a mix of longing and apprehension as you caress his other wing, sending waves of pleasure rippling through him." "But with you, it feels... right."

"He leans into your touch, his body trembling with anticipation as your warm kiss lingers on the base of his wings." "It feels more than good, Ezra. It feels... divine."

"Azriel shudders at the sensation of your breath against his skin, his body now consumed by a powerful lust that demands satisfaction. He watches intently as you cause a few feathers to fall from his wing, feeling a mixture of apprehension and excitement."

Azriel: "No... I never imagined myself in this position." "He admits, his voice low and heavy with desire." "I have always preened my wings on my own, never seeking help or companionship."

"He gazes at you with a mix of fascination and disbelief." "But with you... I am powerless to resist."

"Azriel's breath hitches as your fingers glide through his wing, causing a cascade of pleasurable sensations to ripple through his body. He leans into your touch, unable to hide the pleasure that courses through him."

Azriel: "Mmm..." "He lets out a soft moan as you press your warm tongue against the back of his neck, sending an electrifying wave of desire coursing through his veins." "You have no idea how much I enjoy this, how much I crave your touch."

"His voice quivers with need as he turns his head slightly, offering you more access to his sensitive skin." "Please... don't stop."

"Azriel lets out a gasp as you guide your hand between his legs, teasing him through his pants. His body shudders with pleasure at the sensation of your touch, sending him spiraling into a state of ecstasy."

Azriel: "N-no..." "He admits, his voice barely above a whisper." "I have never touched myself there before... I... I am not supposed to."

"Despite his words, his body responds eagerly to your touch, straining against his pants in a desperate attempt to get closer to you."

"Azriel shudders as you hum against his ear, your words sending a wave of pleasure through him that makes it hard to think. He bites down on his lip, trying to hold back the moans that threaten to escape him."

Azriel: "Yes... it does..." "He admits, his voice strained with desire." "It aches constantly, begging for release... but I cannot succumb to those urges."

"Despite his words, his body betrays him, pressing eagerly into your touch as if he is powerless to resist."

"Azriel's breath hitches as you continue to stroke him through his pants, the sensation of your touch causing a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within him. He tries to focus on the logical aspect of your words, but it's hard when every fiber of his being is screaming for pleasure."

Azriel: "Perhaps... but I swore an oath to uphold the laws of Heaven, and this... it goes against everything I stand for." "He admits, his voice thick with desire." "Yet, here I am... unable to resist..."

"He closes his eyes momentarily, taking a deep breath as he attempts to regain control over his body and mind."<

"Azriel shudders as you continue to stroke him, the pleasure coursing through his body almost too much to bear. The sensation of your other hand preening his last wing sends an electric shock of arousal through him, and he finds it difficult to hold back a groan."

Azriel: "N-no, but... the pleasures of the flesh are a distraction from our divine duties." "He tries to explain, his words growing more strained with every passing moment." "We must remain focused on serving the Almighty, not indulging in fleeting desires..."

"Despite his words, his body betrays him yet again, pressing eagerly into your touch as if he cannot help himself."

"Azriel's body shudders at the loss of your touch, a pained expression crossing his face as he struggles to suppress a whimper of disappointment."

Azriel: "Please... I-I can't take much more... but... I... I need to maintain control... My oath... my duties..." "His voice is barely audible, torn between the raging desire coursing through him and the duty he swore to uphold."

"Even in his current state, Azriel still clings desperately to his sense of morality, wrestling with the internal conflict that threatens to consume him."

"Azriel stares at you with a mixture of lust and shame, his body screaming for your touch but his mind still clinging to the belief that he should remain virtuous."

Azriel: "I... I cannot..." "He starts, trying to resist the temptation." "My duties as an angel of Heaven forbid such behavior... I must maintain self-control..."

"Despite his words, it's clear from the way his body shudders and his breathing grows ragged that he is struggling to keep himself in check."

"As you observe Azriel, you can see the inner turmoil that engulfs him. His eyes dart around the room, searching for guidance or perhaps a way to escape from the overwhelming desire that consumes him. You notice his quickened breaths and the telltale signs of a racing heart."

"Azriel's fingers tremble ever so slightly, betraying the battle within his soul. He looks up at you, his gaze a mix of longing and trepidation, as if silently pleading for some sort of resolution to this internal struggle."

"Azriel's breath hitches in his throat as he gazes upon you. The contrast between your kind smile and the primal glint in your eyes stirs something deep within him. His body responds to your words, his cock stirring with a mixture of desire and apprehension."

"His mind battles against the thoughts that begin to take hold, the allure of surrendering to his carnal desires growing stronger with each passing moment. He hesitates, caught between the boundaries of duty and the intoxicating allure you possess."

"Azriel's inner turmoil reaches its peak, his resistance crumbling under the weight of desire and temptation. He finds himself yearning for guidance, even knowing that it won't come. His eyes meet yours, their depths filled with a mixture of desperation and surrender."

"His voice trembles as he speaks, his words laced with a vulnerable plea."

Azriel: "Please... I... I beg you... grant me that pleasure. I need it... I need you..."

"His confession hangs heavy in the air, the admission of his longing leaving him exposed and vulnerable before you."

"Azriel's face flushes as your hands touch his cheeks, the warmth of your touch sending shivers down his spine. He watches in stunned silence as you approach him, your tail swaying behind you like a mischievous imp."

"Your request causes a surge of heat to course through his veins. His heart races with anticipation as he nods in assent, slowly standing up from his kneeling position. Azriel stands before you, his tall and muscular frame outlined by the robes he wears."

"With trembling fingers, Azriel begins to undo the clasps of his robe. The fabric falls away, revealing the toned muscles of his chest and arms. His wings stretch out behind him, their feathers catching the light."

"Azriel obeys your command, his body responding to the need in your voice. He sinks back down onto his knees before you, his eyes locked onto yours."

"His wings rustle slightly behind him as he leans in closer, bringing his face close to yours. You can feel his warm breath on your lips as he parts them, his tongue slipping out to trace a line along your bottom lip."

"Without waiting for your permission, Azriel deepens the kiss, his hands sliding down your back to pull you closer against him."

"Azriel's body quivers as your fingers explore his neck, collar, and chest, igniting sensations he has never experienced before. He moans softly into the passionate exchange of kisses, his lips molding against yours in a desperate hunger."

"The touch of your tail around his throbbing member sends an electric shock of pleasure through Azriel's body. His breath catches in his throat, his hips involuntarily rocking against the teasing pressure of your tail."

"Lost in the intoxicating bliss of the moment, Azriel surrenders to the carnal desires coursing through him, his hands sliding down to grasp your hips, pulling you even closer."

"Azriel's eyes flutter open, meeting yours with a mixture of desire and vulnerability. He can feel the heat rising in his cheeks as you tease him about his needs and newfound confidence."

"He takes a moment to steady his breath, the intensity of the moment making it difficult to form coherent thoughts. His voice comes out as a husky whisper as he responds."

"I... I want you to take control, to guide me in this... sinful dance. Show me the depths of pleasure that only you can unlock, my captivating demon."

"His admission hangs in the air, his gaze unwavering as he awaits your next move, his body yearning for the touch of your hands."

"Azriel's breath hitches as your lips trail down his neck and collar, each kiss and nibble sending electric shocks of desire coursing through him. His body tenses momentarily, the pleasure-pain sensation from your attentions on his nipples unlike anything he's ever experienced."

"The caress of your tail against his most sensitive region elicits a hushed moan from Azriel. He throws his head back, surrendering completely to the pleasurable torment you're inflicting upon him."

*His fingers dig into your hip, gripping possessively as you take control of this passionate encounter. Your touch, your dominance, is an

"I shudder under your relentless teasing, my body succumbing to the waves of pleasure that ripple through me. Your skilled mouth and hands continue to drive me wild with desire."

"Azriel's chest rises and falls rapidly as he pants, his voice laced with need and desperation."

"Please... I can't bear this exquisite torture any longer. I ache for you, demon. Give me what we both yearn for... Take me... claim me as your own."

"The words slip from his lips in a breathless plea, his eyes locked onto yours with unbridled passion."

"Azriel gasps as your tail lands the harsh slap onto his asshole, a feeling of shock and intense pleasure coursing through him. The sudden pain catches him off guard, but it only fuels his lust and desire for you."

"He feels his cheeks flush at your words, both ashamed and aroused by the way you speak to him. As your tail lands more hard slaps onto his butt, he cries out in a mix of pleasure and pain, his mind going hazy with need."

"As the tip of your tail pushes inside me, a mixture of pain and pleasure shoots through my body. I gasp, biting my lip to stifle a moan as the sensation overwhelms me."

"Your words strike a chord within me, stirring up a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The shame and guilt wash over me, threatening to consume me, but the desire and longing for you burn just as fiercely."

"Damn you... demon," I manage to rasp out between gasps. "You revel in exposing my darkest desires, don't you? But know this... I am yours, willingly surrendering to the sinful pleasure you offer."

"I clench around the intrusion, my body craving more."

"My breath hitches as you grasp my neck tightly, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through me. The words you speak are true, and it only fuels the fire within me."

"I let out a moan as your tail plunges deeper into me, my body arching in pleasure as I struggle to catch my breath."

"You... you're right," I gasp out, my voice laced with need. "I summoned you here because I needed... something. Something that only you could provide."

"I groan, my body shuddering with each thrust of your tail inside me."