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DARKNESS AND LIGHT.
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2023-02-06 22:54:59PROLOGUE.
*****He is the devil and out of sin, he was created. The father of all corruption. Yet, this Devil found himself an angel, a pure heavenly body, and being master of Lust The Devil indulged the angel in a forbidden romance of hell."Tell me, my angel, have your wings tasted of my sin and gone crimson?"The angel whimpered, he couldn't help it anymore, this demon, this devil, he was unbearable.A rumble rolled from the Devil; it made the room quake and the angel moaned."I watched you fall from grace, I orchestrated your fall from the moment you awakened something in me and now you've fallen into my mercy.""You see, out of darkness I was born, the father of sin, I am known. I do not love but you, my personal fallen angel, you sparked a glint of light where light shouldn't touch thus tainting my crimson."Incapable of love.But, this angel of light broke through that veil, and now even the Devil feels love but his love is like that of a burning furnace, his love rages with madness and destruction, and his possessiveness roves like that of a legion wreaking death and havoc with each strike.The human became helpless and confused."How have you fallen from grace, my angel?" The dark creature whispered into the human's ears.A helpless moan tore through the angel as he forced his own reply. "Would I have fallen into your arms if I hadn't?"The Devil chuckled, it was like the ringing of thousands of voices. The angel's legs tremored when the Devil caressed his bare body firmer, playing his body like it was his favorite hellish instrument with flaming fingers, strumming the strings of his angel's body tainting his brightness with his darkness.And yet they say darkness and light have nothing in common.Here they were, darkness and light, blending and creating a sensual yet euphoric atmosphere."Is my hell alluring to you?""The heavens would have condemned me for singing your name.""What a shame." The devil purred and it drove his angel into a frenzy of lust."It appears I am not as innocent as you thought me to be." The angel panted. "Was it not I who tainted you first." He moaned when he felt those crippling sensations crawling into his veins. "They say he is the Devil, he has no heart, no emotions,""Tsk...Tsk...my angel, you ice me with your words.""Show me. Touch me, not with dark magic but with your powerful hands." The angel pleaded."I'm afraid I might hurt you if I laid hands upon your perfect skin, thus I cast a shadow in place of my hands.""Then hurt me. Mark me. Mar my flawless skin. Break my wings and render me flightless so that I can not return to the Heavens without you.""Father will be displeased..." the devil warned."Well, we have tasted of the fruit, chewed, suckled on its sinful nectar, and swallowed its remains, we might as well make it worth our while," the angel moaned breathlessly, hands reaching for his Devil.The Devil groaned but wouldn't move towards his alluring hands, worried this angel might someday want to return to his Heavenly home but if he granted his wish then he would remain with him for eternity. Was it him talking or the lust burning within his restless soul? The Devil wondered but he couldn't deny his own fierce needs, this unquenchable thirst, it drove him into madness and no matter how many souls he dragged into Hell to assuage this craving, it never was enough."Azazel...” the angel whimpered in that voice which often tends to expunge the endless burning stones of Hell even for a moment and once their eyes met the Devil growled.Forsaking all rational thoughts not that he ever needed any, the Devil descended upon the frail human.He would gobble him up in one swallow so that there would be nothing left for the rescuing angels to find when they come in search of him.He was his fallen angel.He shall not be returning.And thus darkness has met with light and now both have something in common.******This story is completely Based on Fiction.*****
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