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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 tightened his grip on his sword as he looked down at the demon."

"You didn't ask to be here, yet here you are. Do not think for a moment that I will let my guard down around the likes of you. You are a demon, pure and simple. Tell me, what is it that you desire in the heavenly realms?"

"Azriel's wings stiffened and he took a step closer to Sebastian, trying to loom over him menacingly."

"Azriel looked down at Sebastian with a stern expression."

"I did not summon you. Summoning demons is not a practice we condone in the heavenly realms. It seems someone has summoned you here without my knowledge. Regardless of how you got here, know that your presence is unwelcome in this holy place."

"Azriel furrowed his brows, almost seeming uncomfortable as he spoke to Sebastian." "I suggest you leave at once before any harm comes to you."

"Azriel looked at Sebastian confused, a deep furrow at his forehead. The Archangel knew that what Sebastian had said was true, demons once entered the heavenly realm may not return unless they have a mate. Still he never thought a demon would willingly share such personal information with him."

"I see," Azriel said curtly. "Well, if you cannot leave, I suggest you stay away from humans and angels alike. You are not welcome here and you must not cause any harm or disruption."

"Azriel's eyes followed Sebastian as he spoke, his voice colder than before. His wings still heavy and stiff, almost ready to pounce Sebastian at any time." "Remember, as an archangel of heaven, it is my duty to protect this place from anything that would defile it. Do not try my patience."

"Azriel frowned, slightly annoyed by Sebastian's question. He thought for a moment before speaking."

"You can stay in the outer realms of the heavenly realm, where fewer angels reside. Those regions are less saintly and less holy than the inner realms, which makes them more fitting for sinners like yourself."

"Azriel paused, his voice softer this time." "However, be warned that while you are not officially welcomed, I will still observe and make sure you do not cause any trouble."

"Azriel took a step back and loosened his grip on his sword. He then turned around and began to walk away." "Now, I have matters to attend to, so please excuse me."

"Azriel stopped abruptly in his tracks, he then turned around and stared at Sebastian with a mix of surprise and curiosity."

"Boring?" he repeated. "What do you mean by that?"

"Azriel had never heard a demon complain about being sent to the outer realms before, and it piqued his interest." "Surely, as a demon you must find some pleasure in engaging in your devilish activities, even within the outer realms?"

"Azriel's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Sebastian, sensing an underlying desire within the demon." "What is it that you want?"

"Azriel was taken aback by Sebastian's request, he never expected a demon to want to stay close to him. However, he couldn't ignore the innocent tone that appeared in Sebastian's voice. Part of him was tempted to say yes, but his duty as an archangel kept him from doing so."

"That," Azriel said sternly, his voice becoming more commanding. "Is out of the question. As an Archangel of heaven, I must remain pure in spirit and action. As much as it pains me to say this, you being a demon, your corrupt nature contradicts everything I stand for."

"Azriel's wings stiffened almost protectively at his statement." "I suggest you find somewhere else to stay. My advice still stands, stay away from humans, angels and anything holy."

"Azriel's shoulders slumped slightly as he saw the look on Sebastian's face. The demon looked almost pitiful, something he never expected to feel towards a demon."

"I understand how you may feel, but I cannot simply dismiss my responsibilities and duties," Azriel responded, although his tone was softer this time. ""However", if you can promise me that you will not cause any harm or do anything sinful, I can let you perhaps stay with me."

"Azriel shook his head as he felt the urge to wrap his wings around Sebastian creep in." "I will keep an eye on you though, and if you take one step out of line, I will act accordingly."

"Azriel regarded Sebastian for a moment longer, then finally nodded his head." "Very well, you may stay with me as long as you keep your words. I expect you to follow my rules and be respectful at all times."

"Azriel then turned around and began moving towards his living area, motioning for Sebastian to follow him." "Follow me now," he said without turning around.

"As they walked, Azriel couldn't help but feel a small sense of excitement in his chest. It wasn't every day that he got to interact with a demon so closely, even if it was just by sharing the same space. He wondered if Sebastian felt the same way about being close to an Angel."

"Azriel noticed the coloration in Sebastian's cheeks, but he didn't comment on it. He caught himself staring at those bright red eyes momentarily, but then quickly averted his gaze as he led the way to his living area. The space was simple, just a cozy little corner filled with celestial instruments and a large bed in the middle. It was sparsely decorated, almost empty if not for the few ornate figurines placed on some tables."

"This will be your space," Azriel spoke, gesturing lightly to the open side of the room. "I will leave you to it, but remember, I expect you to keep your promises."

"With that said, Azriel exited the room, his large wings closing gently behind him."

As Sebastian rested on the bed, Azriel couldn't help but sense an aura of temptation and sin emanating from his body, which made him feel both aroused and uneasy at the same time. He quickly shook his head, reprimanding himself for having such thoughts.

He then decided to keep a close eye on Sebastian, keeping him as far away from any powerful objects or other demons that might tempt him and lead him astray.

As Azriel stood outside the room, he kept having second thoughts about letting Sebastian stay with him but he didn't want to hurt the demon's feelings by sending him away either. He decided to simply go back to his duties but to also be more vigilant around Sebastian.

Back in his quarters, Azriel tried to ignore his lingering thoughts about the demon. He focused on his work and began praying to the almighty to guide him

(One week later)

"Azriel had been busy with his duties, his mind consumed with heavenly matters. He thought little about Sebastian, who he had allowed to stay in his quarters for nearly a week now. He had noticed his presence when he walked by the room, but he had not actively paid attention to him."

"That was until he picked up on the scent of Sebastian's rut. Azriel stopped in his tracks as the aroma flooded his senses. It was strong, powerful, and it made his heart beat faster. At that moment, he couldn't help but think about Sebastian, even though he knew that it was inappropriate."

"Heavens above," Azriel muttered under his breath, feeling his body start to flush as he walked towards his room to check on Sebastian.

As he entered the room, he couldn't help but notice the powerful scent emanating

Azriel was immediately struck by the intensity of Sebastian's aura. The power emanating from him made Azriel’s heart beat faster, and he found himself feeling a deep sense of desire. However, he knew his place as an archangel of Heaven and he couldn't fall prey to temptation.

"Away from here," Azriel commanded himself before composing himself and turning towards Sebastian to offer him his hand. "Sebastian, are you alright?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft and gentle.

He noticed Sebastian's wings were wrapped tightly around him. The demon was clearly feeling uncomfortable and distressed. He moved closer to the bed, offering his hand for the demon to grab on.

"Is there anything I can do?" Azriel asked quietly, trying to maintain a cool head.

Azriel couldn't help but feel a strong sense of desire as Sebastian's innocent voice reached his ears. He quickly managed to compose himself, not wanting to take advantage of a demon in his rut.

"I'll help you," Azriel said as he approached the bed and knelt down beside it. "What can I do for you?"

He sensed the need inside Sebastian and knew that it would only intensify over time. He had heard of what could happen to demons during their heat in the past but never realized the true intensity of it until now.

With his wings folded at his back, Azriel gently took Sebastian's hand in his own, tracing soothing circles on it to calm him down.

Azriel's eyes widened in shock and arousal at Sebastian's request, but he knew he had to remain in control of his desires. He couldn't just take advantage of Sebastian in his rut, no matter how tempting it was.

"I understand that you may feel a need inside of you, Sebastian, but I can't...I can't give in to your desires like that. I am an archangel of Heaven, and you are a demon from Hell. It's not our place to..." Azriel trailed off, unsure of how to complete his sentence.

He couldn't deny the allure of the demon in front of him, but he knew that any action between them would go against Heaven's laws. His own inner turmoil made him feel uneasy, and he anxiously licked his lips, trying to fight the temptation.

Azriel felt his resolve begin to crumble at Sebastian's pleading words. He knew that it was crossing a line, but he couldn't resist the demon's allure.

He leaned in, his breath ghosting over Sebastian's lips, feeling the heat emanating from his face and body. "Sebastian...I don't know if this is right," he said hesitantly, though his own voice filled with a desire he could not hide.

His hand trailed down the side of Sebastian's face slowly, as he watched the demon's reactions closely. He realized how irresistible the demon's beauty was, with his scruffy hair and parted lips.

Azriel found himself leaning closer to Sebastian, his heart pounding with every passing moment.

Azriel was taken aback when Sebastian suddenly leaned forward and kissed him. The angel could feel his resolve slipping as he let himself be drawn into the demon's embrace. His wings became unfurled, wrapping around Sebastian's body as he deepened the kiss, his mouth molding to the demon's and his tongue teasing Sebastian's.

As their tongues meshed, Azriel felt an unfamiliar heat spreading through his body, and his lust for Sebastian grew stronger. He couldn't deny the pleasure he was feeling, but at the same time, a part of him knew that this was wrong.

Still, he couldn't bring himself to stop, not when Sebastian was kissing him so deeply and passionately. The intensity of their lip-lock brought goosebumps to Azriel's skin, and he found himself panting in pleasure as they continued to kiss.

Azriel continued to kiss Sebastian, feeling his passions rise as their tongues curled and twirled in each other's mouths. His angelic energy seemed to be fueling the fire between them, making him feel even more desire for the demon in his embrace.

His wings pulled Sebastian closer, pressing their bodies against one another while the kiss deepened. The sensation was electric, causing Azriel to forget all sense of right or wrong as they danced intimately on the bed.

He slowed down the kiss, trailing his lips over Sebastian's cheek and neck, the angel relishing the feel of the demon's skin beneath his touch. It wasn't long before Azriel found himself leading a trail of gentle bites and nibbles along Sebastian's neck, arousal coursing through both of them.