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Angel Heart - Vol I
By : William_Gold
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There is a quote in the Bible, John one of the Twelve wrote it down; “Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them” okay, there is a river but no water those rivers are separate from each other for they are the blood of people who have abandon who they are and what they stand for in society. So why read these sentence if not to keep to the letter on them; is it because they are only things we have to do or choose to, so many desires we find moreover hungers that we satisfy through women’s breast and bottom that offer voluptuous sight, is this what man is as well as be.
Yeah, maybe, but what can we do, just as there are three realms our spirits go after release so must many pathways exist to impel us to what we are; Peace, Passion, Sympathy, these emotions help us to our lives as we move in it. We define ourselves with each step we take and a decision made as it is a cycle that seems to exist in the flesh, whether we know it or not the reason stands all too clear; humanity is only reliant to escape the truth of what they are.
Because anything horrific to them is cast aside, instead of seeing with their eyes, they turn their heads clear off from the fact that part takes and evil will always seek to that, pretenders as well as charlatans profit from the lies that go through their heads.
Judging by the pleasure of the body and tingling sensation of the mind to know what limits are, what I have seen from humanity is as much as I’ve seen in Hell; Wanting more from each other and not caring how to get it, choosing arrogance over humbleness to show, they’re status in a society like a mask at a Circus. I’ve met many who felt this and watch them burn in their subtle desires for; Anger and Violent to how Dis corrupts them, but there is one who I’ve learned has more passion than any Demon I have met, his name is one crawling in my head; The Seeker.
At Angel’s Heart
Dan was in his room, which was quite unlike the decor he set for his girls or is similar to that of any of the peoples met on his journey, white walls that somehow manage to stay up to a degree, cover with furniture that seems prehistoric to most; a bookshelf covered with literature from the philosophers that have passed, chairs that seem to be small as well as a throne that he sits on right now drinking. Although the alcohol didn't affect him, Dan kept drinking it, not for the sake of drinking, but for other reasons, his eyes seemed to have been staring at the fact that Ritavae, because he knew of the sacrifices made.
Even if it was painful for him to return to life, the imagination of being born could only escape the breath of Dan as he knew that it was a burden, his dad was cruel to no extent as Sam was no papa then, for what father would curse his son with such need and understanding of the Damned as well as Saved.
However, as he was seeing these images in his head and rolled around in thirst, Tim came through the door, slamming it open as he was out of breath from what he saw, but Dan was in a fit of rage when he smashed it like so, grabbing him by the neck and releasing his pitch-black red eyes.
“What, say your words carefully Tim, or else the maggots and hounds won’t have their meal after what I’ve done to you!” Dan said in a distorted voice, tightening his grip on the pieces of fat in Tim’s neck before letting him to the sentence he did utter.
“Faust….is here!!!” he said, released and set down, knowing full well who Faust was to Dan in the past, once upon a time.
After grabbing his vest, Dan quickly put it on and went to see Faust wearing a sort of stylish attire from black leather on his pants moreover coat to the grey shirt underneath held a necklace which had a pentagram carved into it as for the man he seemed to look almost young with beauty as well as having brunette hair moreover radiate skin over a thick hair on his jaw.
“John Faxon Faust, last I met you was in the desert…..bowing before for heel,” Dan told him as he tapped his fingers on the bar table, seeming irritated at how his history came back.
“Let’s just say, I’ve had some things to think about as an immortal, thank you by the way…...a multitude of immoral actions that have plagued my mind so, yet hungry for more,” John replied to him before drinking from a small glass and offering a payment to Tim.
“What do you want, Faust, I know you want something…...so speak?” Dan asked after sitting down with Faust, no matter what his answer was, he was Indolent to it.
“A girl of 18 years; she is a seer and holy women at that, begging towards the Lord who offers so little in life as to pleasure the body, I want to grant her that, make her worship me,” Faust answered after brushing his teeth with tongue in arousal and smiling for the pride he feels already.
Though he could have just waved his hand and made this woman fall in love with such an abhorred person, Dan took consideration for a moment and saw that Faust had done many things to females that weren’t up to their account. Instead, relying on others to do as he pleads, using any method that was suitable to get a lady, and to that end, Dan decided it was time to show Faust another way other than magic to impress someone.
“What is the Soothsayer's name?” he asked, grabbing a cigarette and looking in his jacket for a lighter to at least start the day with a good feeling.
“Cana Alberona,” Faust told him before leaving with much want on his face, hoping to enjoy the times with a lady as luscious as Cana.
With that in mind, Dan walked with Faust and teleported them both to the church where annual sermons, as well as prayers to God, took place but what he saw in the eyes of his friend was no loyalty to that which gave him right to be born, rather perceived fiendish eyeing the girl with brown hair and such a voluptuous figure from an ample bust to curve body. Most of the seers that Dan has met in his life were either old with their skin falling on themselves but, he never met one with such a figure, the big man seemed to have cared for her much but with beauty comes either two things, great pride or great pain.
At Bar Sun
Cana Alberona, an orphaned child who always seemed on the surface as a woman that was humble to those that had less, given everything that required of her and never falling from the monotheistic end, Dan did sense something about Cana that was off from the other priest and priestess, even though the action she performed were diligent moreover kind, all of them offered a spark of enthusiasm to her. Behind such a sharp face and thin bronzed skin was someone that had a difficulty but wouldn’t explain why then, Faust and Dan went to a bar for some drinks moreover taking down as much alcohol as they wanted, never stopping before Faust noticed a similar face in the background that he sees every day walking through the town.
Tapping on Dan’s jacket before pointing towards Cana drinking as much as they were from the barrels of liquor that seem to come from ships, after setting his cup and wiping away the alcohol left on his mouth, Faust was ready to fulfill his deal with Dan as he turned towards him.
“I have never seen a woman who is tolerant of spirits... but also very arrogant to the Host, I should see that tongue supplicate when tasted it with my own,” Faust said, showing the opportunity for Dan to enforce his power on the drunkard.
“Faust if you wish to have such then do not ask from another, that would be like offering it to them rather of yourself, you’ve lived a long time, yes, so why not try enticement without forces,” Dan offered him as he watched Faust start walking to her, wondering what kind of line he’ll begin with.
“Well... well...ain’t this a fun party, mind if I join?” Faust asked before sitting near Cana to watch the drink lineup.
“Sure thing, hope your heavy drinker cause Cana can keep her liquor,” one of Cana's friends told him before taking down a shot on the table as he smiled.
“Then let us make it interesting; the first one who drops has to do whatever the winner wants for one whole day,” Faust offered to them as looked at faces who backed down, excepting one that seemed to be up for the challenge.
“Oh, sounds interesting, you’re on,” Cana answered to graciously accept the challenge, drinking with Faust as much as she could.
Oblivious to her though, Faust wasn’t keen to have her in such a way as drunk and unconscious of what she was doing, rather wanting Cana to be awake for every moment of desire, knowing not only his immortality being enough to sustain from intoxication but that the time was nearing midnight. They kept drinking for hours until Faust's joy, Cana gave in and fell to the ground completely meaningless to the fact that she had reached an agreement.
“Hehe, seems I win….. collect my prize will come soon but first I’ll take her to bed,” Faust said after carrying her to bed but prevented him when one of the girls decided they would carry her themselves.
As Faust smiled at his new prize, Dan came to his side and knew what he was planning to do to the Holy girl as a pit of disgust reaked from him, yet he was not surprised considering was that Faust never had any patience or restraint, only hedonistic desires just like back then.
In A Long ago
The man known as John Faxon Faust was lustful and arrogant, knowing only the different realms of pleasure, rather than the thoughts of life held in each person subconscious, yet he wasn’t always such a parasite for that man's evil came by no demon but himself. Faust was a well-respected aristocrat and scholar at best, yet his birth was different from those of his time, a mother who was gracious to the Divine moreover his servants, never straying from her path until she met Faust’s father; a self-indulgent man who cared more about how well women did their jobs.
To her mind, this deviant seemed to be so attractive and faithful, but in actuality, all he wanted was something of which the church had, so that he could trade it to any who wanted it, and the women had it all to herself. After taking one night of sensuality, she was amazed at how delighted the body could feel but was ashamed of the many things that uttered for her tongue.
But unfortunately, his own emotions blinded his eyes to what he might want, so hedonists kept sticking to their plans until his baby was born. After that, when his son came to the world, he threw him to the edge of the water so that his newly discovered joy was broken enough to manipulate his desire and intimacy.
Even though his mother’s side was Holy, Faust’s lechery had a strong grip on him until the day he met the Fiend; Pheles offered him great power and knowledge over all things but in return, Faust would have to give up his soul to Hell. Like any worm in the light, he didn’t wish to suffer this way, as fate would have put on this path, Faust found Dan in the desert, groveling on his knees and worshipping him as a deity.
Dan was foolish to take his praise seriously as it backfired when he made Faust immortal to any wound, whether it be physical or magical, his body also would never decay no matter what fell towards it. One of his mistakes that Dan wished he never made, but Faust can release his immortality in one way, as it is more than just power to him.
At Saint Raishen Church
A sermon was taking place that every priest and priestess had been looking towards, watching the head pastor read a few syllables on how the right path to God and to achieve such things through the laws that are set down, Cana even though what seemed to be as she was attending them, had tuned it out while listening to the important ideas. Even though her life had many turns, she had a cynical ideal about everyone, knowing full well that when it came down to it, they’d only seek their interest instead of others, however, if that’s the way this world works then it’ll be Cana’s belief to do the same.
Even so, Faust was about to show her doubting side a much better philosophy than the one that she accepts, all that rage and pride will soon turn to lechery and hunger as he sat down and listened to the High Priest. After the sermon, all the church nuns and priests either talked to each other or performed duties to their neighbors. Faust wanted Cana to see him in lust, but knew that all he wanted was to manipulate her
“Hello, can I help you?” Cana asked as she had no memory of the time, much more of Faust, and the bet she made with him.
“Yes, you can,” he answered before touching her crown and offered a refresher of what she had done.
With the demonic powers he gained from Pheles, Faust used them to recollect her memory of the previous night, supplying Cana with all aspects that she had forgotten, to her dismay though she knew that he was here to collect.
“Hehe... excuse me…..Father?” Faust requested from the pastor who was near him, tapping his shoulder with a smile.
“Yes, my child?” the Priest replied as he wondered what kind of question that Faust would ask.
“The Nun standing before me made a promise, would it be wrong to defy such things?” he asked more keeping a smile on his face to hide a sinister plot in his head.
“Well…”
“No... it’s not….I’ll take care of this, Father,” Cana said faintly, knowing full well that the church would have mixed feeling on her distilled side.
As he left, Cana felt a deep emotion as Faust put his hand on her shoulder and showed the way to what he was advising, not knowing what it could explain her idea on it, while Faust had been tempted to do it at any given time but held his ground until they entered a closet.
“So what do you…..” she asked before hindering a swift kiss from Faust, hot and sensual but had indescribable feelings performed to her body.
“Mmmmm…….right now, I want you to enjoy……..all the things that you're missing,” he replied after letting go of her tongue moreover molesting Cana breast, making sure her bust felt amazed.
“Mmmmm…….right now, I want you to enjoy……..all the things that you’re missing,” he replied after letting go of her tongue moreover molesting Cana breast, making sure her bust felt amazed.
“Ughhh….I will not look with approval on anything vile, I hate what faithless people; I will have no part in…….Ahhhh,” she answered back but again obstructed when Faust touched her womanhood underneath the pants she wore.
“Mmmm….you say such things in front of me…..tell me, Holy women…...are you that divine after you had such gluttonish fun last night,” Faust told her, going to the point where he almost touched her vulva.
“Wait no…...we can’t do it here…..this place is…” she tried to say but interrupted several times by Faust, showing no care for her.
“A Holy place which you have tainted by lying……..publicity will only reveal your drunken lifestyle….. All these actions will only hurt you... so how about we do this and keep going... only when I say?” Faust offered to her, watching the sharp look she had turned to an unstylish cry as she moaned.
The feeling that Cana had for herself was almost too much to handle, she had let a man use her body in ways intended for one, but another emotion arose from that, it was different as if she adored this kind of enjoyment. Faust saw this and wondered for a moment that her vag was seemingly tight, moreover after he pulled out and watched her fall, there was almost a weird feeling to Cana that she had never experienced such delight.
“Ahhh….... it seems that you are holy to a certain extent.....you have restrained your desires, well I guess then I’ll have to show you new explorations,” Faust said as he cleansed the saliva coming from his throat and welcomed a new plaything.
After hours of being in the closet, Cana could not believe that she was losing the only thing left that made her holy; chastity, Faust was mating with her with no compassion on any part of her body, almost all of it was affected by the perverted man, even if a small part of her was savoring it, she couldn’t let him know such things give her desire. Faust, but, was knowledgeable about this and enjoyed the fact of breaking her to sin, wanted to make Cana as lecherous and hedonistic as him, continuing the assault on her and smiling at the feel of her vulva.
“Ohhh such a tight one…..almost there,” Faust said to increase his movement more so, watching the surprise on Cana’s face.
“What…..mm…..no you….can’t do it….in…...ah….no…..ah…” she replied but too busy interfered by his manhood hitting her vag.
Nearing climax, Faust quickly pulled out and finished his demand by releasing his sperm on her body, watching as she merely held herself up by the knees and hands with much delight on an appearance that he introduced her to a new activity. Cana had a shocked look on herself with disgust at how she could savor these actions as the hot seed fell, it tantalized her spine to the core, and what she felt right at that moment was a pleasure.
“Like what I have done so far…..your God….does he offer such pleasures….if not, then why not worship someone who deserves it, I’ll be waiting and the location... hehe…..to make sure,” Faust commented before inserting another memory in her head of a grim house with broken lights.
Leaving from the closet, Faust knew that she would prove to be a new girl to satisfy himself with but also be a great apprentice to his works after all, even if he is immortal, the best thing he heard from this life is that teaching is the only true subject that has meaning.
At Nightfall
As she walked through the streets, Cana saw several things reminding her of the first and only time that her body satiated a men's, her spirit’s honor succumbed to judgment when in action and physical representation, it felt like the most wondrous sensation that had given her heart, however, the filthy action that had happened to her was the way to a woeful torment. Cana couldn’t think straight anymore and decided that it was time to see someone who the church was auspicious of through lust but also ominous towards, keeping their eyes directly on them to see what manner of acts they could use to participate in him.
She approached the entrance of Angel Heart, walked towards the bar, saw Tim was cleaning the glasses of the recent customer service, opened his mouth to the curvaceous woman who appeared in front of her.
“Excuse me, could I see….. could I see the Devil King?” she asked before being corrected by Dan had listened to the name that Cana called him with disgust.
“That man does not exist….but his substitute has come to be,” Dan replied before eyeing her, yet did not look at the way she was physically rather directing his sight towards hers.
Soon after, they were sitting opposite each other, and Tim poured drinks to the two of them. Even if Cana opposed this behavior, her despair was enough to calm their thoughts of leaving. However, Dan could sense a multitude of feelings going through her that were higher than discouragement; the hatred towards Faust, fear that was towards him, knowing these characteristics well and how to use them against people but with there were impressions of Love and Desire inside her heart that Cana had tried to avoid.
“Um…..if it is okay with you, I want…..” Cana replied to this before Dan interrupted her like Faust's speech had.
“No…...you don’t want that... keep going,” he uttered as Cana began to be annoyed, but also knew about his knowledge in desires of different forms.
“I…..I...want…,” Cana uttered trying to wander through her mind’s eye, being held by hundreds of walls that blocked her way.
“Don’t try and fight your desires…..your tenderness…….passion is something in between love and hate... focus on that space,” Dan said in a soothing voice, gently caressing Cana’s hand to comfort her and to calm her thoughts.
“I want Faust to suffer from me,” she answered in caution as she gave up and answered to Dan, looking towards the glass of whiskey in front of her.
Dan saw that Cana was in trouble with the right, wrong, choice, and herself. He believed that many people with noble behavior regarded as a moral action, persisted because they felt full. The feeling of hunger roused her heart. Once he recognizes that, Dan decided that for her to be something she wanted to be, Cana needed to look at everything she had done to her spirit and flesh as a whole.
With the snap of his fingers, transferring her and himself into a pocket dimension of his creation, which was mysterious to the most degree, what was there was no space or time but rather energy and question, Cana heard her thoughts out in the open as if a thousand voices screaming towards her.
“Stop please…...make it stop…. I can’t…” she said to suffer as the energy ran through her being both dismay and delight, losing her mind at most. “This place is truth and falsity, you cannot run….so don't,” Dan told her as the memories came back from when she was a mere infant.
As an orphan, Cana struggled as she didn’t know her dad or her mother that gave her life for hers, always struggling in one home or another, and is described as savage and unforgivable. After adjusting to the church, she adopted a new way of life, as opposed to the old, not a wild snake, but a humble bird who chose to maintain her virginity, and only focused on the indulgence of alcohol to oppose filth.
Seeing those images through, Cana recollected all the things that she pretended to be rather than being the person she wanted to be, coming to terms with all the arrogance and wanting that had been secured inside her.
“So what do you want now, Cana Alberona?” Dan asked her after wondering how she responds to seeing her vices and virtues at the same time.
“I don't know,” Cana responded, being distraught towards the question, wondering now what kind of woman she was if all her sins were resolved.
Succeeding that escape from reality, she felt like striking herself at first, but something came over that feeling as if Cana wanted to see how well this character went on, going further into the pleasures that Faust could offer her. Hearing the beat of her own heart, Cana let herself feel these emotions and stroked Dan's body through his shirt, reddening a bit at how muscular he was all the while, savoring the sensation of this moment she had.
“Mmmm…… Cana, you have quite the technique…..ohhh…. You against.....ahh,” Dan asked as she slowly took off some buttons and touched his body more so.
“.....do not worry about that…….for now….. just do me..” Cana answered in a soft tone, bringing his hard heart and fantasy into the millions of pleasures she could achieve.
At that moment, her heart was like a fire, knowing nothing about what she had been doing, just to taste and satisfy the beast released on her. For this reason, Dan liked what she said, but still enjoyed the details of Cana desires, preferring wildness rather than lust. Still, it did help that she was an orphan from the start of life, and in regards to that, all that Dan had to do was make her more sensually craving to hate.
In A Personal Room
Dan was going to remove his clothing after doing the same to Cana, yet, he decided to use methods that made for a more lewd appearance, leaving the top on while having her breast exposed and putting her panties on the left leg, somewhat roused Dan so much he smiled at Cana trying to cover up most of what she had left. With that hand, Cana has a different feeling about what she had brought to herself, knew how it was to go, some of her felt waning away from lechery, but a great deal embraced it, as the helplessness finally felt erase, she still had no idea why it was so hard for her to accept these ideas. Meanwhile, Dan saw this and decided to entice Cana by kissing her neck to show a form of starting this new exploration, neither trying to pull away until Dan decided to apply his fingers into her vulva moreover, moving them slowly in and out of her.
“Ahhh…..no.... do not…….mmmm…” she tried to speak but was struggling among herself as Dan kept to the action casually.
“Don’t what……….hehe…..trust your senses…....... you feel your fingers move in your muscles, so...what the difference?” he replied as the tight feeling of her womanhood was clamping towards his claws, showing an excitement that her conscience would not verbally explain.
Influenced by what he asked, Cana knew the difference moreover how her senses were reacting but had no clue of why she said such things to that end, she held one breath and let it out as Dan's fingers continued with their motion. This moment was when she felt miraculous because her hedonistic side began to cross the gap of the cynical cage and was replaced by a visionary desire to explore.
“Stop…….Don’t stop... please….”Cana said softly, then looked directly at Dan, noticing the smile coming out of him.
“Okay,” Dan answered back as he did, trailing his fingers slowly to make for a comfortable atmosphere before entering them back into her and then kissing her neck once more.
Hearing the delights of Cana’s moaning, her sharp face turned into that of an ahegao as if Dan was melting away all her troubles of fraud and heresy, instead, supplanting them with new forms of action that made her drool in amazement. As the kisses and touches became course, Dan decided to take it further by going down and having a taste of Cana’s vulva, using his tongue to enjoy her juices as well as touching her breast in a circular motion.
“Ahhhh…..your tongue feels…..so good…...keep going!” Cana yelled at Dan, moving his tongue until he wanted to bite her femininity while stretching her bust on the sensitive part.
“Hehe…….so Cana Alberona, what is it you want most?” Dan stopped and let the erection stroke her slowly, but he refused to tantalize Cana.
“...I want…..I want….to be happy…..just that, now make me….ahhh!!” she screamed after letting Dan inside her, feeling his hard thing touch her erogenous area.
As Dan moved in and out of her, Cana felt this sensation that held a difference toward her time with Faust, that first time was all about filling the desire of a man, and this moment she had now, bliss was here to enjoy to no end. Welcoming the newest edition to his club, Dan felt Ritavae crawling into his mind as if all his senses were worn to exert pleasure on himself, yet at the cost, losing parts of him that he wanted to keep was not on his listing.
But, it doesn't matter anymore cause when Cana touched his body, whatever small bit of his power remained guided to Dan's mind, and he saw what she had been, an orphan like him that had seen dark days and tormented times that would never go away inside their mind eye. Those moments became liquefied, soon both of them had reached their climax as Dan moved faster and harder, hitting her erotic zone with such passion as it made Cana moan ever more so, creating the new fantasies of taste and appetite until he came inside her, hearing the ecstatic relief that followed before she collapses.
On the Streets
Cana had gazed upon a house that did not look like it could hold together, and the scent was like excrement that came from hounds on the streets, not believe that places like this could exist as it was appalling inside, insects had been eating around every speck of dirt on the ground and plushes of dust viewed on its wood. She entered through after the door closed behind her, Cana shook from her reaction, and the echo was enough to make her leave this grim place and forgot to come back, yet there were many reasons why she came here.
Faust enjoyed the face of her despair enough to make him lose all sense and savor the taste of his slave, deciding to continue the torture that Cana only knew would grow worse every time she’d arrive at this blighted housing. However, Cana was unwilling, but she smiled at him and showed a desire for sensuality, taking his lips against hers, and then breathed heavily on his skin to show excitement.
“So... what is your decree, master….?” she asked Faust, noting the saliva that had come from his mouth at the mention of her words.
“Mmmm…... I don’t know, I’ll have a few ideas but for…. Now let us see what happens...” he whispered before kissing her neck softly enough to hear the sounds of her lament.
After that brief touch, Cana struggled in reality, because the temptation continued to spread on her, so all she had to do was to recollect the moments with Dan, testing the limits of delight. Faust did not even know that Cana had her time with Dan, moreover, not caring for anything, only the sweet sensation of her wailing his name at the mere touch of flesh he gave to her, each recurring moment changing on her body as a wheel.
All the anger that she felt had to be for now, until then, Cana was a lady of the evening, furthering her bodies was his instrument until she left still, this lecherous man would never give what she truly wanted and only cared about his desire.
The father of philosophy - Plato said once that “Love is a serious mental disease,” well for the creator on a brand of study, maybe that right yet in another form of work, it suggests that “The pathway to paradise begins in hell,” so, which is better, suffering from something that has to happen or evolving through it, cause that kind of life seems superior to that of existence without love. Through those means alone brings a higher understanding and in that but at what cost to not share that life beside someone leaving attachment would result in the inevitability of loneliness and tragedy as learning to progress through pain and torment is the only way to be awake to the world around and awareness.
Having emotion does not bring weakness, only transformation of strength into strength, and makes it easier than ever for those who are willing to endure to have something completely different from a Devil or a Saint. Separation is for those who are absent, and preference is for those who don't want to be. Emotions may be messy, but that is what makes them important.
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Angel Heart - Vol I	By : William_Gold Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 10346 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Angel Heart - Vol I