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Wings

by Macx
Feathers mixed, black and white, creating an intriguing pattern as they
brushed against each other. Bodies entwined, hands lodged in black or blond
hair, lips meeting in soft kisses that grew in intensity and depth. Dark
moaned into the mouth ravishing his, his wings trembling under the onslaught
of sensuality. White feathers, like silvery silk, tickled his skin and
he drew a shuddering breath, trying to break away from the assault but
also needing more.
Krad whispered something into his ear, making him shiver, and his hands
clenched a little into the strong arms that kept him safe. Those maddening
fingers slid over his back to where his wings began, starting to massage
the base, the very root of the magical appendages, and Dark let out a keening
moan.
Oh dear gods�
He was ready to come here and now just because of that touch.
Krad lowered them onto the ground, soft with the thick blanket and the
grass underneath. The strokes across his wings continued, sensual and firm,
light and teasing, and Dark arched into each one. Fingers dove into the
thickness of feathers, disappearing into the midnight black color that
seemed to swallow all light. They found new triggers, new hot spots, and
Dark gasped loudly, eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy.
�More?� Krad whispered silky into his ear.
�Don�t you dare stop,� he managed, wings quivering.
He spread them wide as Krad hit another spot and groaned softly. There
was this little place right before the root joint that sent jolts of pleasure
through his system. Not to mention what the caress of his feathers did
to him.
They had never made love with their wings out before. Never. And now�
the sensations� coming from the appendages� they were exquisite.
�Krad�� he hissed
�Yes, love?�
Light reflected in the cat eyes, made them look otherworldly, dangerous
and alluring in one, so strange and yet well-known.
And just why did the demon sound like a predator who had just caught
his prey? And was playing with it�
Because that was what had happened. Krad had caught him in a tumble
and he was slowly but surely maddening him with his torture. He so much
wanted� needed� craved�
What?
He wanted to come, to feel the explosion as climax ripped through him,
but on the other hand, it would end the sensations that were so sweet and
intense.
�Please�� he whispered hoarsely.
Krad let his hands slide down Dark�s smooth back and into the cleft
that hid his most intimate area. Dark whimpered as he felt fingers play
along the sensitive opening and he spread his legs a little more, inviting
his lover inside. The invitation was taken moment later when slick appendages
breached him.
Dark whispered feverish encouragement, pushing and urging and drawing
Krad in. Still needing more. Still needing so much more.
White wings, pristine and glistening, each feather well-groomed and
healthy, spread over them like an angelic canopy. Eyes the color of golden
chrome, shining with emotions that took Dark�s breath away, met dilated
violet ones. The slit pupils gave them a feline look, made them alien and
inhuman, but to Dark they were warm and familiar and no more demonic than
his own.
Dark let his gaze travel over the perfect body perched above him, let
his hands follow the path his eyes had taken, and he was rewarded with
a darkening of those alien eyes. Krad leaned forward, lips meeting his
own, pushing into him. Dark met the deep kiss with more fervor and arched
up, his wings quivering underneath him.

Krad looked down into the deep purple eyes, saw flecks of gold swirl
among the midnight blue and violet, almost drowned in the black of the
wide open pupil. Lust shone in those familiar eyes.
Eyes that had haunted him through the centuries.
And not in a positive way. He had hated these eyes, the mischief, the
taunts, the teasing. He had hated the very existence of the phantom thief
now splayed onto the grass underneath him. He had vowed to kill him, slowly,
take his life and erase that mocking smile from his lips forever.
Now all he wanted to do was protect him. He wanted to keep him from
harm, love him, touch him, listen to his heartbeat, his breath, his very
thrum of existence in the fabric of this universe.
Krad had never truly loved. Not like this. Not this openly and intimately
and without restraints. He had loved his first host, but that had been
a child�s affection, a wonder, the newness, the simple co-existence of
his soul with that of his creator. And he loved Satoshi, his current host.
He loved him differently from Dark and Satoshi would always be the most
important person in his life, because without him Krad would die.
But Dark� Dark held all that Krad couldn�t express, couldn�t put into
words, and still the other man knew him so well.
Black wings spread over the grass and the blanket, large and beautiful
and powerful. Wings the color of the night. Wings that put the night sky
to shame, making it seem lighter than it was since they held so much blackness
in them. Wings and eyes and hair that reflected everything Dark was, right
down to his name.

Polar opposites, Krad mused.
Fallen angels, both of them. Demons, right from their birth. Angelic,
maybe. Demonic, most definitely. In either appearance, black or white,
they were both. Nothing could hide what they were.
He loved him. So deeply, so completely� He loved his other half, his
thief, his former enemy, a man who was so strong and so vulnerable in one,
so young and so old still. They had shared centuries and both had been
jaded, one more, one less. Pain was hidden deep inside those pools of purple
color, liquid and ever-changing, and Krad knew some of it intimately.
He leaned down and placed a loving kiss onto the already ravaged lips,
listened to the breathy moans as he let his kisses trail down the slender
column of his throat, nibbling a little at the collar bone, and then ran
a forgiving tongue over the only scar Dark bore on his handsome form. Created
by the Link Pin of Time, it had impaled the kaitou, torn screams of agony
from his throat, and Krad had gloated over the writhing form, delighting
in the pain.
Fingers wove into his hair and held on as the slender form arched into
his caresses, and Dark whimpered softly. The sheer sound of pleasure let
Krad forget about those dark days and he ran petting hands over the quivering
flanks, down to his lover�s thighs.
Wings trembled, beat helplessly as they lay trapped on the ground, the
weight of both demons resting on them, and Krad didn�t think for a second
that Dark wanted to escape.
Long legs fell open, inviting him, and he smiled.
�Patience,� he whispered, peppering the twitching stomach with little
biting kisses..
Dark whined in protest, but the whine was cut off abruptly as Krad licked
over the hard evidence of arousal. He didn�t stop there, with just a tease,
but proceeded to taste all of his lover, nibble and stroke and squeeze,
exploring a line down to the most sensitive of openings until Dark was
openly begging with him.
Looking at the dark winged demon, his fallen angel, his other half,
his lover� Krad felt something inside of him contract painfully. The rush
of emotions was just as strong as the first time he had seen Dark like
this, a year ago, opening himself up to Krad in a way that spoke of complete
and utter trust.
�I love you,� he whispered through those constricting feelings.
Dark�s eyes grew into even deeper pools of lust and love. �I love you,�
he echoed, voice laden with emotions.
The kiss tasted like everything and the body underneath him welcomed
Krad with its heat. He closed his eyes, breath escaping in a gasp, his
wings trembling. Spreading over them in a wide arch he tried to concentrate,
tried to be slow, but nothing could stop the avalanche of sensations, of
need, of sheer force rushing through him. Dark�s breathy moans did the
rest.

Dark welcomed the heated, shaking form into his arms, embraced Krad
with his wings as much as was possible, the black feathers mingled with
white as Krad�s own wings drooped limply over them. His angel was breathing
heavily, panting, shaking, and the golden eyes were screwed shut.
His angel.
Dark almost chuckled. At least he smiled.
Krad was an angel, fallen maybe, a demon, too, but he was his. Beautiful,
powerful, strong and still so gentle inside. There was a lot hidden behind
the chrome golden gaze, the feline slit pupils. Dark had seen it all, had
been a witness to a lot of pain and horror, and he loved Krad even more
because he had survived it all.
To be his.
White wings moved lazily, covered them as they folded into position,
and Dark hummed lazily. He closed his eyes, let the warm weight lull him
into a sense of sleep and total peace.

Cocooned in black and white feathers, the two magical beings slept.
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