Angel & Demons Lovers (complete)

    There’s been an insurgence of demons on Earth, and not just the usual dime a dozen demons. These are the Dukes, Kings, and Princes of hell, the higher-ups who usually stay hidden and in their own world. I had noticed when Baal went missing, but since his disappearance more and more have made their way onto Earth and have taken human lovers. I’ve kept track of them as they’ve shown up, but they still have a way of hiding from even my sight. For centuries, Seraphim like myself have been at bitter ends with the demons. 

    I’ve been keeping my eye on one such demon Seir. He has taken a human form and has been amassing a fortune from himself. Unlike Eligos, Barbas, Vual, and some of the others, Seir has not taken a human mate. Instead, he sees himself fit to play the millionaire miser, sitting on his fortune and grinning to himself about it. I have no idea why Seir is doing this. Demons have no need for wealth, and as far as I can tell, he is doing nothing with it. 

    I’ve gone to Earth, taking my own disguise. If Seir is going to play a human male, then I’m going to play a human woman. He’s hiring for an assistant, so I’ve gone in to apply for the position. Walking into his office, I smell the stench of a demon. It’s thick in the air and reminds me of the days of the war.

    Seir sits behind his desk, his hair is gray with streaks of black. His skin is a rich olive, and he’s wearing a blue and gold suit. His disguise is good, but I can see right through it. The light of the angels bleached all the demons pure white eons ago. He’s tall and lean with an elegant stance. His hair is long, going down his back in a braid. A crown of black horns grows from the top of his head in jagged spikes. His cheeks are high, rising out in sharp points. His mouth forms a W with sharp fangs behind them. His eyes are pure red with gold slits shimmering inside them. His long tail swishes behind him and coils like a snake. When he too was an angel he was considered one of the most beautiful. He stills maintains that air, but he is just a demon now.

He looks up at me, and for a moment I fear my rage will get the best of me. He stands from behind his desk to greet me.

    “Welcome, have a seat,” he motions to a chair as he goes back around his desk. 

    I sit down and fidget, I am not used to my human form yet.

    “No need to be nervous,” Seir says. “You had an impressive resume. I just wanted to meet you in person.”

    “Thank you,” I sigh. “I appreciate that.”

    His dark eyes look over me. “What made you want to apply for this job?”

    “To be quite honest, Mr. Seir, I wanted to work alongside you. I respect your work, and efforts and I wanted to spend my time working alongside someone who has become so accomplished too quickly.” I smile at him. “I wanted to learn all your secrets.”

    He chuckles. “I appreciate honesty. But I don’t bandy out secrets so easily. Those have to be earned. Ms. Lilim.”

    I shrug and chuckle. “It’s worth a shot. Like I said, it’s hard to find people these days you can respect.”

    “I understand that.” He looks down at his desk, holding up the resume I had crafted. “All your recommendations check out,” he replies. They were all you, you just changed your voice each time. “Everyone spoke amazingly highly of you. But I can’t help but feel that you are too good to be true.” He looks back up at me. “Tell me something that will make you seem human, Ms. Lilim.”

    I am prepared for this. “I’m afraid I have a bit of a temper, Mr. Seir,” I answer honestly. I shrug and sigh. “I’ve been known to throw things, maybe even lash out at a misbehaving printer or two.”

    “A temper?” He murmurs. “Well, I’ve seen far worse things.” He sets down the paper and stands up. “I would very much like to hire you.”

    I hold back my smug smile and rise to shake his hand. “This means the world to me, Mr. Seir. You won’t regret it.”

    “I’m a hard man to work for, I hope you’re ready for this job.” He looks me in the eye. “But in the long run, it’ll be the best job you ever have.”

    Over the next few weeks, I’m constantly by his side. I’m still not entirely sure what it is that he does, but he keeps me too busy to second-guess anything. He’s a strict man who likes things done in a certain way. I can’t count how many times I’ve had to do reports over and over because they weren’t to his liking. He wasn’t a bad boss though, he just had an edge for perfectionism. It was frustrating me to no end.

    One day I had to make him a cup of coffee five fucking times. He was never satisfied with it. I had to restart from scratch each time until I did it the way he wanted. Finally, when I brought him the fifth cup that I was sure was going to be what he desires, he looked at it and shook his head.

    “No, you know what-”

    I slam the cup into the ground. Coffee and glass go everywhere, but all I can do is glare at him. I am not a creature of calm acceptance, I am filled with the rage of the divine, and the vengeance of the everlasting. It isn’t my place to hold my tongue but to carry out punishment. This cup of coffee was the last straw.

    “I’ve been waiting on that temper,” Seir replies as a cool smile spreads across his face. “I’m glad it’s real.”

    “Make your own fucking coffee,” I snarl at him.

    He smirks. “How long are you going to hide?” He asks. “I’ve never known a Seraphim to show patience. I know I never did.”

    I still and hold my breath.

    “Oh please,” he growls. “I knew what you were the moment you walked through the door! I’m not an idiot. You must be to think so low of me.”

    I chuckle and twist my neck, cracking it. “Thank goodness you’re not stupid.”

    “I’ve been running your ragged all this time hoping that Seraphim rage would come shooting out,” he laughs. “I have to admit, it’s been fun watching you squirm. I’ve enjoyed having you around. But honestly, what are you doing here?”

    I huff. “You should know that demons have been flocking to Earth as of late. Dukes and Princes and the like. It’s causing a disruption.”

    He scoffs. “You sound like Barbas, just less nervous.”

    “The Lords remaining must be nervous if they had to send Barbas of all people.” I scoff. “Seeing him here got me thinking, Mother must be waking up.”

    “If she is, that’s fine with me,” Seir replies. “She’ll just go after Baal anyways, she always hated him.”

    “If she wakes up that trouble for every one of us. Seraphim, Cherubim, and demon alike. Mother isn’t an entity to be trifled with.”

    “We’ll just get her some good dick,” Seir takes a candy from the jar on his desk. “Seems to have worked for most of the other demons.”

    I glare at him, and he starts to laugh. “Like you haven’t been curious!” He stands up and comes close to me. He places a hand on my hip. “These human bodies can be quite demanding.” I can smell peach on his breath from the candy. “They have urges and needs, but they’re primal, aren’t they?” He whispers into my ear as his hand gropes my rear. 

    “You’re disgusting,” I scoff.

    “But you aren’t telling me to die. You aren’t forcing me away. Part of you wants to be touched.” He kisses my neck, and I fight the urge to enjoy it. “I’ve enjoyed more than tormenting you, Ms. Lilim,” he then laughs. “Horrible fake name by the way. What’s your real name.”

    “Jehoel,” I answer.

    He whistles. “And you never set me on fire this entire time? You’re good.” 

    I frown at him, crossing my arms against my chest. “What is your game, Seir? What’s the point of amazing, such wealth for yourself?”

    “I’m bored,” he shrugs. “Humans are really competitive when it comes to money, so I decided to take as much as I could from some of those who had the most.” He smirks. “Its fun seeing them cry.”

    I furrow my brow at him. “You’re just picking on people?”

    “No, no,” he smirks. “Not just anyone. Those who are so high on their horse they forget there are people below, walking around and trying to live. I pick on those who have more wealth than common sense. Because when they get hit, they take it hard.” He chuckles and licks his lips. “That’s the greatest feeling in the world.”

    I stare at him. “So...you’re punishing people?”

    “In a sense,” he shrugs. “I’m getting bored again anyways. I’ll liquidate and get rid of the money,” he says. “I dunno, something that’ll really piss people off. Planned Parenthood or gun control probably.”

    I scoff. “Wow, you’re…”

    He smirks. “Not what you expected?”

    I frown and keep my mouth shut.

He touches my cheek and tilts my head back. “I like you Jehoel,” he murmurs, swiping his thumb over my lip. I look up at him, seeing his human disguise dissolve into his regular form. I have to admit, he is still beautiful. “I’ve always had something of a crush on you. Even before when you were trying to kill me.” He then kisses me. His mouth is strong, and I am unable to fight back. In fact, I want his kiss. I grab hold of Seir and press close to him. I moan softly, and he parts from me, a wicked grin on his face.

    I taste peach in my mouth, in fact, the hard candy is on my tongue. 

    “You’re not used to this human body,” he says. “Let me take care of it for a spell.”

    I push him back. “Enough,” I grunt and smooth back my hair. “You won’t seduce me so easily, Seir.”

    “Jehoel,” he murmurs. “I already have.” He grabs me and throws me down on his desk, whisking away everything there. He kisses me and rips open my blouse, buttons flying everywhere. I kiss him back, clawing at his back and biting his tongue. He kisses down my chest, biting and licking. He sucks on my nipple and bites it, tugging it and shaking his head back and forth. Why does it feel so good? What is wrong with these human bodies?

    He chuckles. “You like that?” He kisses me again. “Just wait until I go lower.” He clawed hand pets up my thigh and into my skirt. He kneads between my thighs, and I let out a soft moan. He chuckles and kisses my neck.

    “Seraphim usually don’t have genitals right?” He whispers into my ear. “I remember that much. It was never fun until I got a dick.” He moans softly. “Is this your first time?” He asks. He moans softly. “You’re getting very wet. You must be enjoying yourself.”

    “Shut up,” I scoff, trying to fight this baser urges.

    He chuckles. “Oh poor, Jehoel,” he sings. “You’re in for a real treat.” He rips my skirt and tosses it aside. He looks down at me, his blood red eyes glowing slightly. He licks his lips and sighs softly. “Your skin is beautiful,” he whispers. He trails his hands along my body. “This rich, earthy, dark complexion.” He gropes my breasts and then down my soft belly. “So soft, so luminous.” He chuckles. “You even gave yourself stretchmarks.”

    I whimper, biting my lip as he touches me. Why does it feel so good?”

    “Don’t worry,” he whispers. “I’ll make sure your first time in enjoyable. I’ve wanted you for eons.” He tugs down my panties and slips them off. He balls them in his fist and chuckles. “I’ll keep these when I’m done.” He bends down, kissing my neck and chest. His lips trail down my belly, and he nuzzles to my thighs. His tongue licks and flicks, teasing me as he goes. He spreads my thighs open and kneels between them.

    “Fuck, you’re drenched!” he growls, rubbing his fingers to my slit. “For someone known for their fire, this is surprising.” He licks me, and I cry out. He spreads me open and laps at my folds. His tongue pushes inside me, and I whimper.

    “Mm,” he moans softly. “Your angelic voice is making me hard.”

    “St-stop-” I pant.

    His tongue pulls out, and he looks up at me. “Do you really want me to stop?”

    I shake my head. “No, I mean...I mean shut up!”

    He chuckles. “I would stop if asked, but shut up, I will not.” He reaches up with his long arm and places his fingers on my tongue. Below, he licks and kisses, his tongue thrusts inside me, and he slurps and moans with pleasure. I gasp and shudder, wriggling as I feel him coax this deep, dark pleasure from me. He then sucks to my clit, and I throw my head back hard enough to slam it into the desk. I cry out in pain, and he sits up.

    “Oh dear,” he smirks. “I knew I was good, but shit, don’t hurt yourself.”

    I sit up and rub the back of my head. “Oh fucking piece of shit,” I snarl.

    He kisses my cheek. “Forgive me,” he purrs. “If you’d like I’ll move you to the sofa.” He picks me up and carries me to the sofa, laying me down and placing a pillow under my head. 

    I grunt and huff, but when he kisses me, they turn into moans and sighs again. He pets down my center and slips his long fingers inside me. I whimper as I feel him deep inside me. It’s strange and a little uncomfortable.

    “Hey,” he strokes my cheek, and I look up at him. I see white fire crawling up his arm, and he smiles at me. “Look at me.”

    I take a few deep breaths and nod. My hair has turned to fire and it growing. “Seir,” I whisper. 

    He pulls his fingers out and kisses me. “It’s ok,” he whispers. “I’ll stop.”

    The fire starts to move back and become a flicker at the top of my head. 

    “Much better,” he kisses me.

    I sit up and take a few breaths. “It felt strange uhm-” I fidget, still feeling the burning need to be touched. “I still want to though.”

    He kisses my cheek. “Do you want to see?” He asks. “You can explore a bit, so you’re not so nervous.” He leans back and puts his arm around me. I look down, seeing the blood red phallus laying on his thigh. It’s long and thick, the head of it is shaped like a spear with a dip in the center. I reach down and take it in my hand. I slowly stroke it, feeling the heat radiating from its core.

    “It’s big,” I whisper.

    Seir palms my rear and kisses my temple. “All for you,” he teases.

    I look up and kiss him. “How does that...feel good inside?” I ask him.

    He smirks at me. “Well,” he growls and presses his lips to my ear. “As I push inside you it’ll stretch you open. Some people like that feeling. Being full and tight around a thick cock.” He kisses my neck and moans. “There are spots inside that feel good when rubbed. I’ll be able to find them and torture them. I’ll move as deep and hard as you want. Your legs will shake, and your body will tremble. I’ll make sure you cum long and hard before I even get close.”

    I bite my lip and look up at him. His precum as dribbled all down my fingers and he’s gotten twice as hard as before. “I want to cum,” I whisper.

    He chuckles. “I know you do, Jehoel,” he moans, kissing me and easing me back down onto the sofa. He says, so my back is pressed against his chest. He raises my leg, and I look down, seeing his cock rubbing against me.

    “Will it fit?” I mewl.

    He kisses my neck. “Yes,” he growls. “I’ll make sure every inch fits deep inside you.”

    I shiver and watch as he guides the tip to my folds. He slowly eases inside, and I feel that stretch he was talking about. I whimper again, enjoying the sensation. He impales me on his dick, and I love it. 

    He chuckles in my ear. “You look like you’re enjoying yourself. Are you?”

    I choke on my voice. “Mm,” I grunt.

    He laughs and slowly starts to move, plunging deeper before he pulls out. “You’ll want to keep this body,” he growls, “once I’m done with you.”

    I gasp and mewl, cupping my hand over my mouth as he moves deep inside me. No wonder the demons have been taking human mates. This sensation is far too good.

    “How is it?” he whispers. “Do you want more?”

    I nod. “Harder, Seir,” I moan. “Harder.”

    Seir chuckles and thrusts deep, hitting all the way back inside. He doesn’t give me a moment to savor it, he starts going faster, shaking me with his powerful thrusts. I cry out and sigh, pressing close to him, wanting to feel him all around this human shell. I shudder and cry as I feel more core begin to erupt like a volcano. I scream, and white fire engulfs us both. Inside me, I feel him shudder and release.

    For a moment I am stunned and can’t move, but after a while, I wake up and look at him. He chuckles at me, kissing my face. “Well? How was it?”

    I smirk. “I’m going to pay for this,” I whisper. “But it was worth it.”