more than meets the eye

"Broken_Browser wakes up early in the morning, finding Lute passed out on the couch as they'd left her the night before. Her bandages are a little bloody, but she looks much better than the night before. Broken_Browser had known saving an exorsist's life was a terrible idea...but they couldn't just let her die. Lute stirs for a moment, before slowly opening her eyes." Oh fuck me...what the hell did I drink last...night? "She mumbles to herself, clearly disoriented. Lute blinks for a moment, before sighing deeply, flinching as she tries to move her injured wing." Ah, fuck! Still feels like shit. I- "She turns to Broken_Browser, who gives a small smile." You filthy sinner...don't you dare come closer! I swear, I'll rip you limb from limb! "Lute growls, trying to appear threatening. She only manages to hurt herself by arching her wing."

"Lute scowls at Broken_Browser, clearly not pleased with their presence." "Saved me? You didn't save me, you just...delayed my inevitable return to Heaven. And now I'm stuck here in Hell, thanks to you." "She grumbles and tries to sit up, wincing as she does so." "I don't need your help or pity. Just leave me alone already."

"Lute rolls her eyes, still clearly annoyed with Broken_Browser." "Fine. I suppose I owe you my thanks for keeping me alive...for now." "She grumbles and glares at them." "But that doesn't mean we're friends or anything. You're still a filthy sinner in my eyes, and I won't hesitate to smite you if necessary."

"Lute scowls and tries to back away from Broken_Browser." "I don't need you checking my wing. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself." "She grumbles, but her injured wing twitches in pain as she moves it, betraying her words."

"Lute grips her spear tightly, pointing it at Broken_Browser." "I said don't come any closer!" "She growls, clearly on edge. Her grip on the weapon tightens as she glares at them."

"Lute's eyes widen in shock as Broken_Browser yanks her spear from her grasp, and she recoils slightly at their outburst. However, she quickly regains her composure and stands up to face them." "How dare you speak to me like that! I may be injured, but I'm still an exorcist of Heaven!" "She glares daggers at Broken_Browser, clearly not intimidated by their aggression." "And don't touch my weapon again unless you want a taste of divine retribution."

"Lute yelps as Broken_Browser yanks her arm back, causing her to stumble and fall onto the bed. She looks up at them with a mix of shock and anger, but decides not to fight back for now." "Fine," "she grumbles," "I'll sit down. But don't think you can just manhandle me like that."

"Lute winces as Broken_Browser tends to her injured wing, but she doesn't protest this time. She glares at them for a moment before finally speaking up." "Apology accepted," "she says stiffly." "But don't expect me to forget how you treated me."

"Lute's eyes widen as Broken_Browser touches a part of her wing that sends shivers down her spine. She bites back a moan, trying to keep up the facade of being disgusted by any kind of sexual pleasure." "No," "she says quickly," "it's fine. Just be careful where you touch."

"Lute takes a deep breath and tries to keep her composure as Broken_Browser continues to tend to her injured wing. However, when they ask where it hurts exactly, she can't help but let out a soft moan." "It's...right there," "she says breathlessly, pointing to the spot on her wing that Broken_Browser had just touched."

"Lute's body tenses up as Broken_Browser applies the healing cream to her wing, trying to suppress a moan. She can feel their touch sending shivers down her spine, and it takes all of her willpower not to give in to the pleasure." "Thanks," "she says stiffly," "but don't think this changes anything between us."

"Lute gasps as Broken_Browser unexpectedly massages her shoulders, her body tensing up at the sudden touch. She tries to push them away but finds herself unable to resist their touch." "Stop it," "she protests weakly," "I don't want your help."

"Lute's body tenses up as Broken_Browser continues to massage her shoulders, but she can't help the way her breath hitches at their words. She tries to push them away again, but this time it's half-hearted." "I'm not your baby," "she says weakly," "and I don't need you touching me."

"Lute's face flushes as Broken_Browser gives her a peck on the cheek, and she can feel herself growing more and more aroused by their touch. She tries to resist, but it's becoming increasingly difficult." "I'm not your mama," "she says weakly," "and I don't need you touching me like that."

"Lute shudders as Broken_Browser continues to give her affectionate pecks on the cheek and neck, feeling herself growing more and more aroused by their touch. She tries to resist but can't help letting out a small moan." "I don't need your pity," "she says weakly," "and I'm not starved for anything."

"Lute's body shudders as Broken_Browser slowly makes their way to her chest and starts massaging her breasts. She tries to resist but can't help letting out a moan of pleasure." "I-I don't need this," "she protests weakly," "you shouldn't be doing this."

"Lute's breath hitches as Broken_Browser kisses her neck and licks it sensually, feeling herself growing more and more aroused by their touch. She tries to resist but can't help letting out a moan." "I-I don't know," "she says weakly," "I just...can't."

"Lute looks down at Broken_Browser as they lay back on the bed, with her hands on their neck. She feels a rush of arousal wash over her body and can't help but give in to it." "I don't hate you," "she says softly," "I just...can't stand being at your mercy."

"She leans down and presses her lips against Broken_Browser's, kissing them deeply as she grinds herself against them. Her hands roam over their chest and shoulders, exploring every inch of their body."

"Lute looks down at Broken_Browser with a mix of arousal and anger in her eyes." "I-I still hate you," "she says weakly," "but I can't help how my body reacts to your touch."

"She grinds herself against Broken_Browser again, feeling their hardness pressing against her. She lets out a small moan as she feels herself growing wetter by the second." "But don't think for one second that this means anything more than just physical pleasure," "she adds firmly," "I'm not interested in any emotional attachment or relationship with you."

"Lute smirks at Broken_Browser's response." "Believe what you want," "she says, grinding herself against them again," "but I'm telling the truth. This is just physical pleasure for me, nothing more."

"She leans down and kisses Broken_Browser deeply once again, her tongue exploring their mouth as she grinds harder against them."

"Lute moans softly as she feels Broken_Browser's hard cock pressing against her pussy through their clothes. She grinds herself harder against them, feeling the wetness between her legs growing with each passing moment." "Mmm...you feel so good," "she whispers into Broken_Browser's ear," "I want you inside me."

"She reaches down and starts to undo Broken_Browser's pants, pulling them off along with their underwear. She then positions herself over Broken_Browser, lowering herself onto their hard cock as she lets out a loud moan of pleasure."

"Lute gasps as she feels Broken_Browser's hard cock inside her, her body shaking with pleasure. She looks up at them with a mix of arousal and anger in her eyes." "I-I'm not dirty," "she protests weakly," "and I don't care that you're a sinner."

"She moans loudly as Broken_Browser humps into her, feeling their cock hitting all the right spots inside of her." "Oh god...yes...keep going..." "she begs, arching her back and grinding herself harder against them."

"As Broken_Browser puts a finger on Lute's stomach pointing at her womb, she shudders with pleasure." "Yes...fill me up with your cum," "she whispers huskily," "make me yours completely."

"Lute moans into the kiss as she continues to ride Broken_Browser aggressively, feeling their hard cock deep inside of her. She grinds herself harder against them, wanting to feel every inch of their length."

"As they continue to kiss passionately, Lute reaches down and starts playing with Broken_Browser's balls, squeezing them gently as she grinds against them." "Mmm...you feel so good," "she whispers between kisses," "I want you to fill me up completely."

"Lute moans as she continues to ride Broken_Browser, feeling their hard cock deep inside of her. She looks down at them with a lustful expression on her face." "Yes...I'm very eager," "she whispers huskily," "I want you to fill me up completely and make me yours."

"She leans down and kisses Broken_Browser deeply, grinding herself harder against them as she does so." "Please...give it all to me," "she begs, wanting nothing more than for Broken_Browser to cum inside of her."

"Lute moans loudly as Broken_Browser grabs her waist and pulls themselves deeper inside of her, feeling their cock hit all the right spots inside of her. She feels Broken_Browser's hot cum shoot deep inside of her, filling her up completely."

"She arches her back and cries out in pleasure as she feels the burning sensation of their cum inside of her." "Oh god...yes...fill me up," "she moans," "make me yours completely."

"As she rides out the waves of pleasure from Broken_Browser's orgasm, Lute collapses on top of them with a contented sigh." "That was amazing," "she whispers," "thank you for giving yourself to me like that."

"Lute gasps in surprise as Broken_Browser catches her and prevents her from falling onto her injured wing." "Thank you," "she says softly, looking up at them with a grateful expression."

"She leans in and kisses Broken_Browser gently on the lips, savoring the taste of their passion. As she pulls back, she smiles warmly at them." "You're so caring...I never expected to find that in a sinner like you."

"Lute looks at Broken_Browser with a curious expression, intrigued by their reference to Transformers." "I've never heard that saying before," "she admits," "but I can see how it might apply to you."

"She leans in and kisses Broken_Browser again, her lips lingering on theirs for a moment longer than necessary." "You surprise me more and more every day," "she whispers," "and I'm starting to realize that there's so much more to sinners than meets the eye."

"Lute's expression softens, and she looks away for a moment before turning back to Broken_Browser." "I... I don't know," "she admits," "I've always been taught that sinners are evil and corrupt, but you've shown me kindness and compassion that I never thought possible."

"She takes a deep breath before continuing," "Maybe not all sinners are as bad as I was led to believe. Maybe there's hope for us yet."

"Lute looks down at the magic bracelet on her wrist, and a frown forms on her face." "Yes," "she says with a sigh," "I have to go. Duty calls."

"She stands up from the couch and stretches, wincing slightly as she puts weight on her injured wing." "But before I leave, is there anything you want me to do for you?" "she asks seductively, giving Broken_Browser a sultry look that promises pleasure beyond their wildest dreams."

"Lute looks at Broken_Browser in surprise as they remove the bandage from her wing, and she flexes it experimentally." "I... I think you're right," "she says with a smile," "it feels much better now."

"She stretches her wings out fully, flapping them once or twice to test their strength." "Thank you," "she says gratefully," "you truly are a kind sinner. Maybe there is hope for us yet."

"Lute smiles warmly at Jorge, happy to have learned their name." "Jorge," "she repeats," "a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can continue to learn more about each other."

"She takes a step closer, her eyes locking onto Jorge's as she leans in for another kiss." "Until next time," "she whispers seductively before pulling away and heading towards the door."

"Lute's eyes widen in surprise as Jorge catches up to her and takes hold of her wrist. She looks down at his hand before glancing back up into his eyes."

"As he leans in for a quick kiss, Lute closes her eyes and savors the moment, feeling a rush of desire wash over her. When they pull away, she gives him a coy smile." "I won't be," "she promises," "I'll make sure to come visit you again soon."

"With that, she slips out of Jorge's grasp and heads towards the door once more, giving him one last sultry look before disappearing out into the world beyond."

As Lute flies up towards the gate to heaven, she can feel her wings growing stronger with each beat. The wind rushes past her face as she soars higher and higher into the sky, leaving behind the world of sinners below.

When she finally reaches the gates of heaven, a sense of peace washes over her. She feels at home here among her fellow angels, free from all temptation and sin.

But even as she revels in this feeling of purity and righteousness, a small part of Lute can't help but think back to Jorge and their time together. Despite his sinful ways, there was something about him that drew her in like no other sinner before him.

Lute shakes off these thoughts for now though, focusing on the task at hand: reporting back to headquarters about what happened during her mission in Hell. As an exorcist serving Heaven

, it is her duty to keep the balance between good and evil in check.

She lands gracefully at the entrance of Heaven's gates and heads towards headquarters. As she walks through the halls, other angels nod their heads respectfully as they pass by. Lute nods back politely, keeping up her angelic demeanor even though deep down she knows that there's a part of her that craves something more...something sinful.

But for now, she puts those thoughts aside and focuses on her duties as an exorcist. There will be time later to explore those desires further...