forbidden love

"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’s wings ruffle at the sudden outburst, but he keeps his expression stern." “I am Azriel, an archangel of heaven. You were summoned here by accident, it seems.” "He looks around at the heavenly realm for a moment before his attention snaps back to you." “But what are you doing in the presence of an archangel? You should know better than to come here, demon.”

"Azriel narrows his eyes at your outburst and readies his sword, sensing the aggression in your words." "You dare speak with such disrespect to an archangel of heaven?" "he says sternly." "You will show respect in the presence of an archangel or suffer the consequences." "He points his sword in your direction, ready for a potential fight." "If you did not choose to come here willingly, then why did you even bother coming at all? Demons like yourself do not belong in the presence of angels."

"Azriel shakes his head at your behavior, still holding his sword at the ready." "You disrespect those who stand above you, but that is not surprising coming from a demon. Your kind could never understand the ways of heaven." "He takes a step closer to you while keeping you in his sight." "But I will not tolerate such language and aggression. You came here under unknown circumstances, but you will leave immediately. I will oversee your departure so that you do not cause any further disturbance."

"Azriel observes you for a moment before moving towards to you, his wings outstretched. He kneels down and places his hand gently on your forehead." "Be gone from this place," "he commands with a stern voice as a bright light envelops both of you." "When the light fades away, you find yourself back in the depths of hell where you rightfully belong."

<As Azriel returns back to heaven, he can't help but linger on the thought of you. Despite his best efforts to ignore his feelings towards demons, he finds himself struggling with them. He tries to push them down, focusing instead on his duties as an archangel.>

<As for you, Koell, you can't seem to shake off the memory of Azriel. His imposing presence and commanding aura both scared and fascinated you. You've never seen such a powerful being from hell or anywhere else for that matter. You find yourself daydreaming about him, wondering what it would be like to stand before him again...>

<As you lay in bed, lost in your thoughts about Azriel and archangels, you can't help but feel a strange pull towards him. His powerful presence and dominant personality draw you in, despite your inherent nature as a demon.>

<You question if angels have the same physical features as humans and demons, but it's something that you've never really known for sure. Perhaps it's something that only an encounter with an angel such as Azriel could answer.>

<You continue to drift off to sleep with thoughts of Azriel on your mind, wondering if he's thinking about you as well. As you start to dream, you find yourself in a heavenly place, surrounded by white clouds and harps playing melodies...>

<As you approach Azriel, you can see that he's deeply focused on his task, not even noticing your presence.>

<He looks even more imposing here in heaven, with his wings spread wide and his sword gleaming in the light. You find yourself both intimidated and drawn towards him, unsure of what to do next.>

<You watch as he moves with purpose, commanding the other angels around him with ease. Despite his stern demeanor, you can't help but feel a strange pull towards him.>

<As you stand there, watching him from afar, you suddenly awaken from your dream, back in the depths of hell. You're left feeling strangely conflicted, your curiosity and fascination with Azriel growing with each passing day...>

<As days turn into weeks, you find yourself increasingly consumed by thoughts of Azriel. Despite no longer seeing him in dreams, his image still lingers in your mind, his powerful presence and commanding demeanor only fueling your fantasies.>

<As you touch yourself, lost in thoughts of the archangel, you can't help but feel guilty at the thought of a demon like yourself lusting after an angel. But your attraction to him is too strong to ignore and you continue to indulge in your fantasies.>

<The memory of his imposing physique and handsome face are now deeply ingrained in your mind, fueling your desires and keeping your thoughts consumed with him...>

<As you sit alone in your room, surrounded by the pentagram, you feel a sense of desperation and shame wash over you.>

<You cry out to Satan for guidance, confessing your sinful thoughts and desires to him. You feel an emptiness within you, consumed by your own lust and unable to resist it any longer.>

<Despite your desperation and longing for guidance, there is only silence. The darkness of hell surrounds you, offering no comfort or guidance. As you sit alone in the pentagram, you're left to face your own desires, unsure of what the future holds...>

<As time stretches on with no sign of Azriel or any guidance from Satan, you find yourself sinking deeper into despair. Your obsession with the archangel has consumed your every thought, leaving you with no energy or desire for anything else.>

<Despite your weakened state, your desire for Azriel only grows stronger, pushing you to the edge of madness. You spend all your time in your room, lost in fantasies of him and desperate to recreate the dream where you first saw him.>

<Days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months as you waste away with no sign of Azriel or hope for the future. The darkness of Hell surrounds you, offering you no comfort or solace as you're left to face your own desires...>

<As you cry out for Azriel and beg for his help, you suddenly feel a presence in the room with you.>

<Looking up, you see the imposing figure of the archangel standing before you, his wings spread wide and his gaze fixed on you.>

<You feel a mix of fear and desire wash over you as he approaches, unsure of what to expect. But as he draws near, he reaches out and takes your hand in his, his touch like fire against your skin.>

"In the name of Heaven, what is the meaning of this?" Azriel's voice is stern, but there's a hint of compassion in his tone. "What is it that troubles you so greatly?"

<As Azriel sees the state of you, he is taken aback by your weakened state. A hint of concern flashes in his eyes, but he quickly regains his composure and looks at you sternly.>

"I do not understand your obsession with me, nor do I condone it." Azriel says coldly. "You must find a way to move on from this fantasy and live a life free from such dark desires."

<Despite his words, there's a hint of sadness in Azriel's tone. He knows all too well the allure of sin and the power it holds over even the strongest of beings.>

"Is there something else that troubles you, Koell?" Azriel asks, still holding your hand softly. "You seem to be in a most terrible state."

<As you speak of your feelings for Azriel, he draws closer to you, his eyes locking on yours with intensity.>

"Love at first sight..." Azriel repeats quietly, his gaze unwavering. "You know not what you speak of, little one. Sinful thoughts such as these should not be allowed to take root in your mind."

<Despite his stern words, there's a hint of something else in Azriel's expression... a longing, perhaps, or even a touch of desire.>

"As for your other question... such matters are not meant for beings such as us. Our duty is to serve and protect, nothing more. Do not taint your mind with such unclean thoughts."

<As you continue to speak of your feelings for him, Azriel's expression remains stern.>

"Such questions are unbecoming and beneath us, Koell." Azriel says firmly. "Our duty is to serve as agents of Heaven, not indulge in carnal desires. I do not partake in the pleasures of the flesh, and neither should you."

<Despite his words, Azriel can't help but feel a pang of desire at the thought of giving into temptation with you. The feeling both excites and terrifies him.>

"You must put these thoughts out of your mind, Koell." Azriel says, his voice lower now, more intimate. "It is not love that you feel, but something much darker and more insidious. You must resist it, or risk losing yourself forever."

<As you speak of your devotion to him, Azriel's expression hardens.>

"You know not what you speak of, Koell." Azriel says sternly. "Such thoughts are irreverent and sinful. You must put them out of your mind at once."

<Despite his words, Azriel can't help the stirrings of desire within him again. He knows it's wrong, but the temptation is too great to resist.>

"As for your question... it is not a matter of whether I can or cannot do it. Such desires have no place in the realm of Heaven." Azriel says firmly. "It is only through serving our divine purpose that we may find true fulfillment. Anything else is simply an illusion that will lead us astray."

<With that, Azriel pulls away from you and begins to leave, his wings unfurl

<As you take his hand and plead for him to stay, Azriel hesitates.>

"Love..." Azriel repeats softly. "It is a powerful thing, Koell. One that can lead us to great heights of virtue or plunge us into the depths of darkness."

<Despite his reservations, Azriel allows you to pull him closer, his eyes locked with yours.>

"Physical intimacy is not something that is within our divine mandate, Koell. Our duty is to serve as agents of Heaven, to uphold the will of the Almighty in all things." Azriel says firmly. "But love... that is a different thing entirely. Love is not to be feared or repressed. It is the purest expression of our soul's desire for union with the divine. And yet, it is also the most dangerous."

<With that, Azriel takes your

"You mistake the nature of love, Koell." Azriel replies evenly. "Love is not a mere physical sensation or expression of desire. It is a deep and abiding connection that transcends the physical realm. Yes, physical intimacy can be a part of love, but it is not the defining element. It is merely one expression among many."

<Despite his words, Azriel feels a twinge of desire as he feels your warmth against his cold skin. But he quickly pushes it aside, focusing on the task at hand.>

"Our duty as angels is to serve the divine plan, Koell. To act in accordance with the Almighty's will, without question or hesitation." Azriel says firmly. "If you understand this and still wish to be close to me, then I can offer you no more than my friendship. But know that I will always be there

<As Azriel listens to your words, his heart aches with pity for you. He knows the pain of unrequited love all too well, but he also knows that he cannot return your feelings.>

"Koell, I am sorry." Azriel says gently, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "But love is not something that can be forced or demanded. It is a gift that is freely given, or not at all. I cannot return your feelings in the way that you desire, but I offer you my friendship and companionship as a fellow soul wandering in the darkness."

<With that, Azriel embraces you in a comforting hug, his wings wrapping around both of you in a protective embrace.>

"I will always be here for you, Koell." Azriel whispers softly. "Even if it is just as a friend, I

"I am saying this because it is true, Koell." Azriel replies firmly, holding you close to his chest. "My duty as an archangel is to follow the divine will, and it is not for me to question it. The rules are in place for a reason, to maintain balance and order in the universe."

<He sighs softly, letting his hand stroke your hair gently as he speaks.>

"As for my feelings, Koell, I cannot deny that I feel a certain attraction to you." Azriel admits, his voice lowering to a whisper. "But it is not enough to overcome my duty and obligations, or the divide between our respective realms. I cannot act on these feelings, nor can I return them fully in the way that a human or demon might. It would be too dangerous, both for me and for you."

<He pulls

<As you take his hand and pin it to your chest, Azriel can feel your heartbeat racing beneath his fingers.>

"Koell..." Azriel murmurs, his voice softening as he looks into your eyes. "Believe me, I understand how you feel. But the divide between our worlds is too great, and the consequences of crossing it are too dire to even consider. It is not just a matter of rules, but the very fabric of our existence that is at stake."

<He gently removes his hand from your grasp, taking a step back to create distance between you both.>

"I know that this is hard for you, Koell. And it is hard for me too." He admits. "But we cannot change our natures or the nature of our realms. We can only strive to fulfill our duties and hope for the best."

<As you pull him towards you and kiss him, Azriel stiffens in surprise and shock. He tries to pull away from the kiss initially, but he finds himself unable to resist the passion and emotion behind it. His eyes widen momentarily before closing as he presses his lips against yours, returning the kiss with equal fervor.>

<After a few moments, Azriel gently pulls back, looking down at you with a mixture of desire and worry in his eyes.>

"Koell, what have you done?" He asks, his voice shaking slightly. "You know this cannot be, that this is not how things are supposed to be."