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FAKE
Temptation’s
Desire
by
Lady Dragonphire
Summary: Can a forbidden love so strong between an
angel and a demon be allowed to exist, or must they sacrifice everything they
have with each other to attain salvation?
DeexRyo.
Disclaimer: FAKE and its characters are the property of Sanami Matoh. This fantasy story is my own interpretation
of angels and demons and the portrayal of the legends concerning the characters
in the story is not based off of any religious canon. The fic is in no
way meant to offend anyone of any religious affiliation.
A/N: This story was inspired from the fic Of Angels & Demons by katastrophic88, which
can be read at www.fanfiction.net/s/1819840/1/
Many
thanks to her for letting me incorporate some of her wonderful ideas into my
trilogy. Special
thanks goes to my awesome beta Nightstalker,
to my friend Okashii, and to the readers for their
continued support. Enjoy!
Background
Notes:
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In
the fic, angels live in the realm of Elysium and
demons live in the realm of Hades. Both
realms exist above Earth, although Earth is the only one that both can visit.
•
Angels
and demons are not immortal, but angels do have the ability to make others
immortal, thus becoming immortal themselves under certain circumstances.
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Chapter 1. Seduction
Ryo loved
visiting Earth. Although it was
forbidden for angels to venture out alone from their protected realm of
Elysium, he felt that from his previous experience, nothing but bliss would
befall him as he allowed himself to revel in Earth’s beauty. A gentle spring breeze wafted gently around
him as he descended into a deserted forest clearing and landed gracefully,
fanning his shimmering white wings before retracting them to lay
against his back. The soft grass
cushioned his bare feet as the morning sun shined brightly down upon his creamy
porcelain skin. Strands of his silky
honey blond hair were lifted from his face, softly brushing against his fair
cheek before they settled back into place.
Ryo breathed deeply in contentment as he walked towards a peaceful
stream, its surface as pure and clear as polished glass. Butterflies flitted about near brilliantly
colored wildflowers and songbirds sung their greeting from the tops of the
forest’s trees. A giant weeping willow
dipped its branches into the stream, as if testing the waters and finding them
beyond satisfaction.
Ryo untied
the silver sash that held the soft material wrapped around his waist and folded
it neatly. Letting his white garment slide
down over his sleekly toned legs and stepping out of it, Ryo laid it on a rock
nearby and ventured into the cool stream, gingerly wading in until the water
came up to his slim waist. Cupping his
hands, he took a refreshing drink and proceeded to splash water onto his chest
and shoulders, letting the water trickle down his body in enticing rivulets to
return to its source. Ryo closed his
dark obsidian eyes as he basked in the delicious cool stream. The reflection of the sunlight danced across
the water, rippling slightly with each dip of his slender fingers that skimmed
across its surface as Ryo hummed softly.
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Dee winced as he walked through the
forest, leaning on a walking stick that supported the weight from his wounded
leg. The demon ruefully surveyed the
damage that had been done to his wing as he cautiously extended it
outward. The shiny feathers, black as midnight, were caked with dried blood from
his injury. His flashing emerald eyes
narrowed in frustration. Without the use
of his wing, he would not be able to return to the realm of Hades. He would have to adapt to the realm of Earth
until he had fully healed. No doubt this
would lead to another attack on his life while he remained. Next time he might not be so fortunate in
getting the upper hand on his attacker.
Glancing forward, he shielded his sensitive eyes from the bright
sunlight and noticed that there was a clearing up ahead. He pushed on resolutely. He remembered that a stream lay beyond the
thick foliage where he could cleanse his injury and prevent further infection
of his wounds.
Dee pushed aside a budding branch and
gasped softly as he entered the clearing.
Before him, his waist caressed by the gentle lapping of water, stood the
most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes upon. Dee’s verdant eyes devoured the gorgeous honey colored
tresses that led down to a sleek neckline, broad shoulders, and a sculpted back
that narrowed at the waistline. The
vision before him was framed by a gorgeous pair of white wings that sparkled
like diamonds in the sunlight. Dee proceeded cautiously, careful not
to make a sound that would shatter the illusion before him and betray his
presence to the unsuspecting angel bathing in the stream. The raven-haired demon limped his way down to
the other end of the stream, taking comfort in the fact that the angel posed
him no harm in this wooded sanctuary.
As Ryo
opened his heavy-lidded eyes contentedly, he was startled to see a shadow
moving slowly across the water’s rippling surface that indicated the presence
of another in this haven of solitude.
Turning around quickly and demurely shielding his body with his wing, he
peeked out shyly from behind the feathers and trembled in fear and wonder at
the sight before him. A wave of
intoxication washed over him as his dark eyes took in the imposing figure of a
tall demon with beautiful olive-toned skin.
His broad chest, muscular arms, and firm abdomen gleamed in the sun as a
light sheen of sweat glistened upon his lithe body. His black leather pants were torn at the
bottom of one knee, revealing a severe wound on his muscular leg that was tied
with remnants of what had once been his shirt.
Angry dark red splotches of blood stained the makeshift bandage, and Dee leaned heavily upon a stick for
support. His wings were spread open, the
ebony feathers fluttering softly in the breeze, although one wing appeared to
be painfully bent at an odd angle. Ryo’s
wide inquisitive eyes trailed up to meet strikingly beautiful pools of deep
green framed by a fall of raven hair that enhanced the demon’s roguishly
handsome features as Dee
met the beautiful angel’s gaze unwaveringly.
A shiver
ran through Ryo’s body at the intensity resonating from those captivating
depths as his heart pounded against his chest.
He had never been inundated with such overwhelming feelings before. He hurriedly backed away in fear towards his
discarded garment, his dark expressive eyes never leaving Dee’s.
“Wait,
please. You don’t have to go. I only came here to tend to my injuries. I did not mean to disturb you,” Dee entreated. “I mean you no harm.” He did not wish to frighten the innocently
beautiful being that he felt a compelling attraction to, coupled with a
striking rapturous desire that he couldn’t deny. In fact, he felt a strong sense of
protectiveness for the fair angel who caused his own pulse to quicken as he
surveyed Ryo’s gorgeous midnight eyes that sparkled in the sunlight
from behind his wing.
Ryo paused
and observed Dee warily before his eyes
softened. There was an underlying
seductiveness present in Dee’s expressive features that conveyed a hint of temptation,
inexplicably drawing Ryo to him. Ryo
blushed delightfully as he lifted his garment from the rock and wrapped it around
his lower body modestly before tying it with his sash and climbing out of the
stream. Dee gave him a sultry smile before
slowly limping down to the water’s edge, struggling to find holds for his
walking stick on the treacherously slippery bank.
To Ryo’s
bewilderment, the demon had not tried to approach him threateningly or to hurt
him in any way, although other angels had warned him against trusting these
deceptively charming enchanters.
However, there was just something about Dee that drew Ryo to him, burning down
the walls of mistrust surrounding Ryo’s heart.
His curiosity overruling his initial fear, Ryo’s heart went out to the
darkly handsome demon who was obviously in a lot of
pain.
To Dee’s surprise, the delicate angel
padded softly over to him, his beautiful dark eyes full of concern. “I-I can help,” Ryo ventured hesitantly as he
neared Dee, frowning at the severity of Dee’s injuries and noticing that Dee’s
wing was tattered and bleeding in addition to being broken, as he had initially
suspected. Ryo held his arms out
cautiously as he approached the demon.
“It’s not
necessary,” Dee rebuffed him, afraid of the
repercussions of Ryo associating with him.
With every moment that the beautiful angel remained near him, Dee’s initial compelling attraction
and desire for him grew stronger. He
could only deny his physical urges for so much longer before his demon’s body
betrayed him. He was not sure that he
could place restraint on what his heart yearned for, for he had never spoken
with an angel before, much less one that was as alluringly beautiful as the one
who stood before him. Was the innocent
angel naďve as well? For angels and
demons to have intercourse with each other was strictly forbidden, punishable
by banishment from their respective realms or in some cases, death. Dee did not want this cruel fate to befall the shy beauty
standing before him. “I can take care of
myself. I only need to wash and bind my
wounds. It’s nothing that I can’t handle
alone,” he said, determined not to show any weakness to the angel.
Ryo looked
taken aback at Dee’s refusal of his services. Didn’t he know of the healing powers that
angels possessed? Despite never having
met any demons, Ryo could not just let someone suffer, no matter who they
were. No matter what other angels had
told him about demons, he could sense that there was good in Dee’s heart. Dee stumbled suddenly as his walking stick slipped on the
mossy embankment and Ryo caught him by the arm, steadying him until he was able
to stand by himself. “Please, let me
help you,” Ryo implored, seeing Dee’s face contort in pain as he quickly stood
on one foot to lessen the crushing weight from exacerbating his wounded leg.
Dee grunted in response, not seeing
how the delicate angel could do much for him, but willing to acquiesce to him
if it meant that the seraphic being would remain near him awhile longer. Ryo’s presence was calming, and Dee felt that he could trust the
angel. “Very well,” Dee consented with a wry grin as Ryo
helped him to sit down on the ground, “Although I don’t like being in someone’s
debt.”
Even this
statement did not deter the angel from his selfless intent. “You owe me nothing,” Ryo promised with a shy
smile. “All I ask is that you protect me
on Earth until I have safely departed for Elysium.” Seeing Dee nod in agreement, Ryo knelt down
next to Dee and placed his hands over the
wound on Dee’s leg. Closing his eyes, Ryo seemed to gather his
strength before breathing deeply and bracing himself.
As Dee watched in amazement, a faint
ethereal white light began to glow around Ryo.
His shimmering wings extended from his body to their fullest as he threw
his head back and closed his eyes, the light steadily becoming more intense. Ryo shuddered and began to breathe harder as
he concentrated on the daunting task of fully healing Dee’s wounds. It was as if he was summoning all of his
energy from both his body and his spirit to pour forth. The radiant beauty was truly breathtaking as
he basked in the powerful vibrations wracking his lithe body. A comforting tingling sensation flowed from
his slender hands and pulsed into Dee’s injury, resonating warmth and a sensation of vitality
throughout Dee’s entire body as the pain subsided
and the source of the wound closed up, fully healed.
Ryo placed
a hand to his sweat-dampened forehead, a wave of dizziness threatening to drain
him of all strength as the light of his aura subsided, but he still had Dee’s wing to attend to. Ryo faced Dee and looked deep into his
eyes. He was stunned to see an
expression of awe and wonder adorning Dee’s handsome features as Dee gazed at him in turn and held Ryo
gently around his waist. Resting one
hand on Dee’s shoulder opposite his injured
wing, Ryo gingerly placed his other hand against Dee’s ebony feathers and began to heal
that injury as well in the same fashion, clutching Dee’s broad shoulder for support as
wave after wave of healing energy flowed into Dee.
Dee’s heart rate began to increase as
he felt Ryo writhing against his body.
Ryo’s breath tickled the tender flesh of his neck as Ryo pressed himself
fully against Dee in an attempt to pour the energy
directly into the demon’s wing. Finally,
Dee’s wing was mended and he flexed it
experimentally before stretching it out fully.
The glowing light surrounding Ryo subsided and he closed his dark eyes,
collapsing against Dee’s
chest and relinquishing himself to the limits of his physical body in defeat.
Dee caught Ryo as the exhausted angel
fell against him, amazed that Ryo had healed him with such compassion. He frowned as he noticed that Ryo’s face was
buried in the crook of his neck and that Ryo lay unmoving. Dee gently extricated Ryo from against his body, placing one
hand behind Ryo’s head and the other underneath his back, tenderly gathering him
in his strong arms and draping him in a sitting position across his thighs as
he supported him.
Seeing
Ryo’s dark eyelashes lift upwards to unveil his kind eyes, Dee breathed a sigh of relief as he
leaned over him and gently brushed a strand of honey blond hair away from his
face. “Are you all right?” he asked
worriedly, his voice filled with concern and guilt over the fact that Ryo was
now in this fragile condition because of helping him.
“Yes,” Ryo
replied in a weak voice, giving Dee a reassuring smile as he seemed to drown in the emerald
depths of his eyes. “I’ll be fine. I must have expended too much energy when I
healed you. Sometimes I don’t know my
own limits.”
Dee accepted this explanation,
although he did not know that secretly Ryo’s heart had gone out to him, seeing
him in so much pain. Ryo did indeed
realize the boundaries of his healing powers, knowing that he would only be
able to heal one of Dee’s
wounds without succumbing to vulnerability.
However, he could not bear to see Dee suffer and knew the danger of
either an angel or a demon remaining on the realm of Earth for an extended
period of time, especially in any state of defenselessness.
Dee contemplated why Ryo had dared to
help him at all as he stood and gently lifted the weakened angel into his
arms. Angels were known for their
kindness, not their foolishness. He
wondered why the fair-haired angel had rendered himself at the mercy of a
demon, their kind hated and feared by all angels. Even if Dee did not pose a threat to him, he
would not be able to fly back to the realm of Elysium after the sun had dipped
below the horizon. While angels’ bodies
craved sunlight and daytime, demons’ more powerful bodies basked in the
moonlight and darkness and were better equipped to handle the threats of the
night. Ryo would be at a definite
disadvantage should he have to remain throughout the night while he still had
to recover his strength.
Dee gently placed Ryo down onto a soft
patch of grass under a shady tree that would shield his pale skin from too much
exposure to the bright sunlight. Dee positioned Ryo so that he was
lying on his back, careful to make sure that Ryo’s wings were spread out
beneath him so that his weight would not crush them. Ryo extended his wings and spread them underneath
himself before sighing and lying down in exhaustion. Dee sat on the ground next to him,
long legs stretched out as he leaned over Ryo and anchored himself above him
with one arm.
Ryo’s
breath caught in his throat as he took in the intoxicating nearness of Dee’s emerald eyes, their depths
seeming to burn into his very soul as he drowned in the enchanting green
pools. As Dee leaned in closer to Ryo, a soft
blush spread across Ryo’s face and his pulse quickened. Despite Dee’s seemingly dangerous intent, he
looked into Ryo’s eyes and simply said, “Thank you.” The words were spoken with genuine gratitude
and touched the angel’s heart deeply.
Dee leaned down closer to Ryo, his
lips poised only inches from Ryo’s own as he stroked Ryo’s cheek softly with
his fingertips. Ryo closed his dark
eyes, entranced, and leaned into the touch.
Dee’s long eyelashes veiled his eyes
as he brushed his lips softly against Ryo’s, capturing his mouth in a gentle
kiss filled with desire yet not asking for anything in return. Ryo trembled slightly from the passionate
intensity conveyed from Dee’s kiss as Dee’s sultry lips lingered against his,
caressing them in yearning for a love that could never be as Dee reluctantly
broke the tender kiss.
“You’re
welcome,” Ryo whispered, left surprised and breathless from Dee’s heartfelt display of
gratitude. Ryo smiled bashfully up at Dee as a rosy blush burned upon his
fair cheeks. He had been surprised that Dee had bestowed upon him a loving,
gentle kiss. Maybe the tales he had
heard about demons had no bearing to them after all, he mused. He felt safe with Dee and knew from the depths of his
heart that Dee would never harm him, despite the
supposed hatred that existed between the two races.
Dee’s heart melted at the sight of the
exotic beauty lying before him, Ryo’s fair skin and honey colored hair
contrasting with the dark depths of his obsidian eyes. It was no wonder that many of his kind as
well as the humans desired to ravage the angels who walked among them. It would be so easy to take advantage of the
situation, but although Dee desired Ryo, he only smiled back at him instead and
gently held Ryo’s hand in his larger one.
He longed to establish a bond of trust with the sweet angel and found
himself wanting to become one with him in both body and spirit, the punishment
for the forbidden act only heightening the sanctity that he held for it and
fueling his determination to defy the misconceptions that the two races held
for each other. If two beings belonged
together, then what did it matter what the world thought as long as they had
each other? However, the consequence of
the joining of their two bodies was unthinkable. Two questions weighed heavily on Dee’s mind. What would happen to the gorgeous angel if he
consented to lay with him? And would he
be willing to risk a potentially unknown fate on the beautiful Ryo? No, Dee decided. Ryo had
already risked his life for him once. He
would not ask him to do it again.
However, Dee
would still uphold his promise to protect Ryo until he had regained enough
strength to fly home to his protected realm.
Letting go
of Ryo’s hand, Dee got to his feet and turned,
starting to walk into the forest. Ryo
suddenly felt alone without the comfort that Dee seemed to envelop him in. Watching as the raven-haired figure departed,
Ryo hesitantly called out, “Wait - I don’t know your name.”
Dee turned around and addressed the
fair-haired angel. “You must rest. I am going to gather some berries to help you
replenish your strength so that you will be able to return home before
dark. My name is Dee; feel free to call me by it
whenever you need anything,” he said, winking at Ryo suggestively.
Ryo
blushed at the subtle undertone laced with innuendo present in Dee’s words. Shielding himself demurely with one wing, he
ventured, “My name is Ryo. Thank you for
your kindness.”
“I gave
you my word that I would protect you, and that is exactly what I intend to
do. Don’t go anywhere while I’m gone,” Dee replied as he pushed a leafy
branch aside and disappeared into the forest.
Ryo closed
his eyes and breathed deeply, resting contentedly on the soft grass. Maybe he was going to like coming to Earth by
himself after all. He doubted that many
of his kind would have been willing to talk to Dee, let alone help him. Secretly he hoped that this would not be the
last time that he encountered the dashing raven-haired demon. He had never felt like this before with
anyone else, and the intensity of the feelings that he could not deny both
frightened and exhilarated him.
Suddenly,
Ryo’s wrists were grabbed roughly and held together across his chest in a
vise-like grip as he simultaneously felt a powerful hand clamp over his
mouth. His eyes flew open in shock as he
struggled in the grip of his unknown captor, his heart pounding against his
chest. An unfamiliar face of a human
stared down at him, the stormy gray eyes cold and empty, as the burly man
snarled, “Keep quiet.
Make one wrong move and it’ll be your last.” He took his hand away from Ryo’s mouth and
whipped a knife with a serrated blade out of his pocket, placing it against the
angel’s pale throat. “I doubt that even
angels would be able to withstand that much blood loss.”
Ryo
whimpered helplessly in response as the imposing figure above him viciously
ripped his garment off, exposing Ryo’s virgin flesh to lustful predatory eyes
and licking his lips in satisfaction as he saw a hint of fear flicker behind
Ryo’s wide eyes. “Legend has it that if
one lies with an angel, one will receive immortality. It’s my lucky day. It seems that you are all alone, and quite a
beauty too. Time to find out if that
story is true,” the man salivated sadistically as he violently thrust Ryo’s
legs apart and folded them so that they rested back against his stomach, the
man’s crushing weight making it difficult for Ryo to breathe as he gasped for
air.
“Please,”
Ryo pleaded, tears shimmering in his dark eyes, his body weakened beyond the
ability to put up resistance as he desperately flapped his wings in protest. “Don’t do this.”
“Too
late,” the man hissed as he started to undo the belt on his pants. Powerless to resist, Ryo closed his eyes in
agonizing trepidation as he prepared for his body to endure the greatest
transgression that man could commit against an angel, taking his gift of
immortality by force and forever tarnishing his heavenly body and soul. ‘Dee,’ his heart pleaded in one last
desperate attempt for salvation before he acknowledged that defeat was inevitable
as the man’s imposing figure loomed over him threateningly.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!
Get away from him!” a strong voice commanded as a great rush of air
descended upon the struggling pair. Ryo
heard the flurry of wings strongly beating above him and felt the large man being
wrenched off of him. The angel’s eyes
shot open and his heart soared with hope as he saw Dee suspended over him, flapping his
powerful wings and holding the man in a steely grip as an intense red glow
emanated from his body. Dee’s emerald eyes glittered with
anger as he threw the man to the ground and landed, putting himself
between the man and the angel. Dee walked over to the man, his large
ebony wings spread defensively to shield Ryo from harm and his face blazing
with fury as his flashing emerald eyes gleamed fiercely at the splayed figure
of the offending human. Dee flexed his strong arm muscles and
grabbed the man’s wrists, deftly twisting the man’s left arm behind his back
and squeezing his right hand, causing his weapon to fall from his grasp as Dee exerted pressure against his body,
forcing the man to kneel before him in submission.
“You – I
thought I’d killed you,” the man gasped in fear and astonishment as he felt the
full force of Dee’s anger resonating throughout ever
fiber of his being. Dee towered over him, glowing with a
fiery red aura that emanated a fierce protectiveness of Ryo.
“You
didn’t try hard enough,” Dee intoned threateningly.
“I’m not that easy to kill.” Ryo
heard the sound of bones snapping and cringed as Dee bent the man’s fingers back,
crushing them with conviction. “Now you
won’t be able to threaten anyone ever again with your weapon hand. You should be grateful that I don’t break
your other hand as well. Now leave my
sight and never return to this place.
Your life has been spared. Don’t
make me regret my decision,” Dee commanded in a dangerously low voice dripping with
venom.
The man
hurriedly backed away and got to his feet, fleeing as if a scorching fire was
licking at his heels and driven by fear of the demon’s wrath. He wondered why a demon had dared to protect
an angel when they were supposedly bitter enemies, but he did not want to wait
around to find out since he valued his life.
Dee seethed with rage as he watched
the retreating form of the man running away in fear. Inside, he yearned to kill him for equitable
punishment, but he decided that he would not subject the innocent angel to any
more hate and violence than he had already witnessed today. Dee swiftly turned around to face the trembling Ryo and
folded his ebony wings behind him, his fiery aura dispelling as his vengeful
demeanor was replaced by a gentle tenderness.
“Did he hurt you?” Dee asked in concern as he knelt next to Ryo’s prone form,
draping Ryo’s discarded clothing across his lap and securing it with his sash
before clasping Ryo’s hand in his.
“N-No, he
just frightened me,” Ryo whispered, drained of strength and shaking violently
as he struggled to sit up with Dee’s help. “I don’t
know what would have happened to me if you hadn’t been there to help me,” Ryo
admitted softly. “You saved my life.”
“Well, I
vowed to protect you. I heard you
calling me and I returned as soon as I could.
I couldn’t bear to think of what he was planning to do to you,” Dee confessed as he held Ryo close to
him, embracing him in a soothing hug.
A puzzled
look crossed Ryo’s handsome face. “I
never got a chance to call out,” he protested in confusion, shaking his
honey-blond head in disagreement. “He
forbade me to speak lest he silence me eternally.”
Dee moved back slightly and placed his
hand underneath Ryo’s chin, tilting his face up so that Ryo was forced to look
into his intense green eyes, framed by his thick raven tresses. He brought Ryo’s hand up to rest against his
chest over his heart. “I heard you in
here. When you were attacked, you called
out to me to protect you when your weakened body failed you. When you healed me, you left a part of your
spiritual energy within me that established the connection,” Dee explained.
“Thank
you,” Ryo said softly. “You don’t know
how much this means to me. Angels can
only grant the gift of immortality to one other being. If they are not spiritually connected to that
someone, they lose their lives. Because
of your kindness, you saved mine.”
“Oh Ryo,” Dee breathed as he held him close
against his body in comfort. His blood
boiled with anger at the realization of what had almost befallen the gentle
angel by the selfish desires of mankind.
“You’re safe now. I’ll protect
you forever,” Dee vowed as he stroked Ryo’s soft
hair and ran his hand soothingly up and down Ryo’s back. He was wracked with guilt over what could
have happened to Ryo if he had left him alone for a moment longer. Dee knew that demons’ bodies would come away unscathed from
this action, but Ryo’s story of angels dying after being ravaged by humans
frightened him. He did not want to lose
Ryo, although he longed to be connected to him in both body and spirit. However, he knew that he would never take Ryo
by force. Dee felt so much more for him than
lust and would not risk destroying Ryo’s beauty and innocence just to quench
his physical desires.
“Dee, was he the one who injured you
earlier?” Ryo asked softly, his expressive eyes laced with worry as he pulled
away from Dee slightly to look into his deep
green eyes.
“Yes. It seems that you were not the only one who
had something that he wanted,” Dee said bitterly.
Seeing the look of confusion present on Ryo’s gorgeous features, Dee explained, “Demons possess
something that humans long for as well.
While angels can offer spiritual gratification, demons can satiate
mankind’s carnal desires. The blood of
demons is a powerful aphrodisiac and is often concocted into a ‘love potion’ by
humans. However, they are under the
misconception that it will make anyone they desire fall in love with them. In actuality, the blood only amplifies the
desires that are present in one’s heart already. Their ignorance has resulted in the death of
many of my kind.”
“Humans
have killed many of my kind as well,” Ryo whispered as he held Dee close, feeling Dee’s chest rising and falling with
each breath that he took. Too many of
the angels he knew had been raped and had died of shame and a broken heart as a
result. If it had not been for Dee, he would have shared the same
fate as the others.
“Here, I
almost forgot,” Dee
said, untying a small pouch that hung around his belt. “You need to regain your strength so that
something like this doesn’t happen again.”
He opened it to show Ryo the raspberries that he had gathered. Ryo took the pouch from Dee gratefully, closing his obsidian
eyes as he savored the fruit and taking a drink of water from the cool stream
that Dee had brought to him as well.
Dee helped Ryo to his feet when he was
finished. Ryo stretched his wings and
stood on slightly shaky legs, steadying himself by leaning against Dee’s frame for support. However, he was certain that he would be able
to fly back to Elysium unaffected if he was able to rest afterwards.
As if
mirroring Ryo’s thoughts, Dee asked in concern, “Will you have enough strength to
return to your home?” Although he
fervently hoped that the shy angel would be safe, he wondered if he would ever
see him again. A part of his heart did
not want to let him go.
Ryo gave him
a beautiful smile and nodded reassuringly.
“I can glide upon the wind currents.
I will be fine. You don’t have to
worry.” He spread his wings and let them
flutter in the breeze, preparing to take flight. Strands of his honey blond hair were swept away
from his eyes as he turned toward Dee. Ryo spoke softly
as he gazed at Dee with respect and longing. “I am eternally grateful for what you have
done for me. Thank you, Dee.
I will always remember you.”
Dee gave Ryo a sad smile in
return. “Will I ever see you again?” he
asked wistfully as he grasped Ryo’s hands in his own. “I want to be with you.”
Ryo gasped
softly. “I-I don’t know,” he murmured,
averting his dark eyes and staring at the ground. “It’s forbidden. I don’t know if I could bear seeing you
again, knowing that we would have to deny what we feel for each other.” Seeing the look of sadness that befell Dee’s handsome features, he amended,
“Although you’ll always have a place in my heart.” Folding one of his wings in front of him, Ryo
tugged at a feather from the soft underside of his wing. Gently extracting it from where it was
nestled, he placed it into the palm of Dee’s hand and curled his fingers
around it. It was soft and beautiful,
just like Ryo.
Ryo gave Dee a shy smile. Dee extended his wings and pulled Ryo close to him, pressing
Ryo’s body fully against his as his wings enfolded Ryo in their velvety
embrace. Ryo was enveloped in a strong
comforting shield as Dee
stroked his fair cheeks, coaxing a soft blush to spread forth and adorn his
exquisite features. Dee leaned down and whispered to the
angel, “I’ll always protect you.” He
looked into Ryo’s eyes before gently brushing his lips against Ryo’s. Ryo melted into the kiss and grasped Dee’s shoulders for support as he parted
his lips and allowed Dee’s
tongue to slip inside his hot mouth. Dee blissfully caressed every crevice
of Ryo’s delicious mouth, meeting his wet satiny tongue and stroking it
lovingly in an intoxicating rhythm that spoke of hidden desires and hinted at
the tantalizing untamed passion emanating from the depths of his heart. Ryo moaned softly as Dee thrust his tongue deeper inside of
him, seeming to delve into the deepest recesses of Ryo’s heart and awaken the
embers of longing that burned within him.
How could something like this be wrong if it felt so right? Ryo had never wanted to be one with and loved
by another as much as he yearned for Dee now. No one had
ever bestowed such physical pleasure wrapped within the warmth of love upon him
before. He longed for Dee in every way and realized that he
needed his touch to feel complete, but a small part of him did not know if
their love would be strong enough to overcome all the opposition that lay
before them.
Reluctantly
breaking the steamy kiss, Ryo panted slightly as he stepped away from Dee, noticing that Dee was flushed from the intensity of
the kiss as well. “Farewell. I’ll remember you always,” he said softly.
“Wait,
Ryo. Please, I need to see you one last
time. Can you meet me here two days from
now?” Dee ventured. He wanted to know how deep their love for
each other ran. He could feel its fiery
intensity burning within the very blood flowing through his veins, but wondered
if the shy angel felt the same way, as his angelic body did not have the
ability to harbor carnal desires of the heart to the extent that Dee’s body possessed.
“I shall
try,” Ryo promised, spreading his glistening white wings and taking
flight. He vanished from Dee’s sight as he went higher and
higher into the sky, wiping the tears that glittered behind his obsidian depths
away as he thought of Dee’s forbidden offering that he so desperately wanted with
his entire being.
Dee wistfully watched Ryo go before
extending his shiny black wings and departing for the realm of Hades. In two days’ time, his heart’s desires would
either be realized or shattered. As the
realm of Earth grew distant beneath him, Dee held the pure white feather
reverently in his hand. His thoughts
were filled with the beautiful angel who had touched his heart so deeply with
his simple gesture of kindness. ‘Ryo,
please return to me. Can’t you see that
we belong together?’…
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