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[He mustn't be mistake, Alex is, after all, a human man. Of course he'd been tempted during the entire thing, just simply let loose and join in on blatant and obvious fun and sense of pleasure. His will has seemed to proven to be a lot stronger than he originally gave himself credit for. But there is still Michael beside him, Alex taking the glass and staring when the other stared ahead at the wall. He supposed he must have wondered a time or two...

Alex entertained but a sip from the glass of wine before setting it down, Michael's expression getting his attention.]

And you just let it happen? There's a difference between not wanting to be alone and sex every night, Michael.

[His gaze dropped to where the cover pooled around his waist, he could make out the angel's erection underneath. Clearing his throat he glanced back up to his face. He's done this well overcoming temptation's beckoning call.]

Is this how it happens all the time then? You never, you know...?

[He had been hoping this experience would help rather than hinder Alex on his quest to deciphering the markings. Little did he know the first message had already been transcribed. He merely meant to help. Michael, for all his distance and unwavering resolve, cared deeply for Alex. In nearly, yet a more intimate way than he cared for Becca.

He purposely finished his glass of wine and set the cup aside for now. The alcohol, faint as it was, wouldn't effect him unless consumed in much greater quantities. If he drank the whole town dry, he might get what humans call a 'buzz'. Still, he found if he consumed an alcoholic beverage, it put humans around him at ease. Made them think of him as human, even if he wasn't]

How do I refuse them, Alex? Most come seeking the thrill of something different. Not human.

[Everything and everyone had a purpose. It was only natural to assume the women who flocked to his bed were his. Even if he had no emotional attachment to them, he would always feel it was his duty to ensure their safety and well being.

The mention of his current state of arousal caused the angel to tilt his head just slightly. Normally he would look away in shame, but with Alex he felt he could speak the truth]

No, I cannot allow even the slightest chance of offspring. The women do not mind, I leave them well sated and they do not ask questions.

Edited 2014-06-24 07:20 (UTC)

[It's not that he doesn't trust Michael, he's never done anything to warrant not having Alex's trust. It's just that with everything happening, higher angels sneaking past their defenses and such, he was paranoid and Alex was still toying with the idea of telling Michael. Soon. Maybe.

There's a lot riding on him now. The "chosen one." What makes him so special? What can he possibly do to save the world from angels for god's sake?

Golden brows pinch together over his eyes. The thrill of something different.. He's never been too one but it sounds a lot like visiting a zoo and Alex suddenly doesn't agree with the situation.]

You're not some exhibit or attraction people come to see. You're-- [Human? Alex paused. No, Alex had always been intensely aware of what Michael was despite his efforts and it's never really bothered him.] You're allowed to say no. You can refuse if you want.

[Alex's eyes venture again then move onto the floor. He wondered if that might be a bad thing, an angel impregnating a human, but if Michael avoids it there must be a reason to it, that reason not being good in nature.]

So you get blue balls basically. [He laugh and made sure he didn't disturb any of the others. They're in the same boat then.] That must be torture.

They are under my protection. To refuse them would surely cause strife.

[Michael was rather used to being treated as an 'exhibit'. Even in the citizen's guide it was stated that the citizens of Vega were to keep their head down when he was around and never ask to touch his wings. Yet, it happened.

He glanced towards Alex, those soul searing blue eyes lingering where the sheets were drawn around his waist, noting he was every bit as hard as himself. They were indeed in the same boat, but he knew of a way to fix that]

I'm not familiar with the term, but I can grasp it's meaning. Yes. I very rarely allow myself release with a female. Males, on the other hand, carry no risk at all.

Yeah, well, I'm under your protection also and you don't see me knocking on your door every night.

[After everything he's just seen though, he'd have to say sorry a thousand times to Claire, in his mind, because there had been so many things he wanted to do. He could never tell her of this.

He immediately averted his gaze when Michael noticed where he'd been looking, cheeks tinting pink just slightly because he knew he'd been caught regardless and shifted to try and hide his erected problem.]

Then I guess you better go and find you a guy or just use your own hand. That is a thing in case you weren't aware. [He wondered if Michael ever touched himself that way before.]

[Alex's reaction to being caught staring at the angel's private parts earned yet another curious head tilt from Michael. As close as he was the the Savior, he could never recall having seen him blush before]

I am aware of masturbation, Alex.

[It would be nearly impossible to tell for sure, but his mouth might have quirked a tiny fraction, perhaps the only way to tell that he was amused]

Regardless, we did not remedy your situation. I had hoped if you could relax, you would be able to decipher the markings.

[Moving with inhuman grace, Michael suddenly pushed the covers back. Gently and mindful of the slumbering women surrounding them, he was suddenly in front of Alex. Half kneeling, half crouched and still very visibly hard]

If you would permit me...?

[Of course. The markings. Blue balls or not, Alex could actually stand to go a day or two without hearing about his new inheritance. His mood appeared to deflate until the archangel began moving, no longer somewhat decent due to the covers but fully bare before Alex who stared wildly at his guardian angel.]

What? No.

[It's not disgust that fills his words, far from it, more like disbelief and something else he's trying to cover up with the shock, probably want or something very close to it. Alex looked around for an exit; he could step over the sleeping bodies but Michael blocked the easiest way out. Besides, his irksome bulge made it pretty clear his interests were here.]

I mean, I can do it myself.

[His eyes tell a different story as he looked in Michael's gray-blue ones, asking the angel to touch him but Alex can't bring himself to say it.]

[The word 'No' seemed to cause the archangel to freeze in place. He didn't want to make Alex uncomfortable and he certainly didn't want to force him into a sexual situation he didn't want. After a moment of silence and a quick sweep of those fierce blue eyes over the Chosen One's body, he tilted his head yet again. Something he tended to do only when something baffled, confused, or made him curious]

You say no, but your body tells a different story.

[For now, he simply tugged the sheets covering Alex aside and leaned further in, crowding his personal space]

There's no need to be embarrassed. I know you were watching me the entire time...

[For a split second, Alex was certain Michael would remove himself to let him out of the bed. As it turned out, he didn't and Alex didn't feel rueful for what he said, his body had spoken a lot louder than his words. That still didn't keep the blond from raising his hands as if to stop the angel, breath shuddering when one touched a shoulder and the other his chest. It's a weird feeling, something otherworldly.]

I'm not embarrassed, I just...

[He tried to scramble for the sheets, his arousal was aching beyond any hope of relief, but instead touched Michael's erection and placed tightly balled fists against the bed beneath them.]

Jeez. It was kind of hard not to watch... And what about Becca and the others?

[Michael's skin was soft to the touch. His body temperature noticeably warmer than what would be considered the norm for humans. Then again, he wasn't human at all. Once again, he stilled at the brush of hands along his body. There was a flash of something in his eyes that happened to be the only inclination at he enjoyed the slight brush of fumbling hands along his own arousal.

When the frenzied movements ceased, he easily slid his hand down the human man's stomach, let his thumb sweep over the curve of a hip. His touch gentle and surprisingly soothing]

Becca will not be upset and your Claire doesn't need to know.

[Yeah Alex, he knows all about your not-so-secret love affair with Claire]

I can give you pleasure, Alex. Clearly, you desire me.

[That look of lust within the other's eyes is difficult to miss, Alex stared into them, rapt, it had been enough to almost make him want to purposely stroke the angel again. Almost. And as that soothing touch fell down his body, his found his fists loosening against the sheets, and by the time the thumb made its sweep over his hip the human found himself leaning in just a little closer.]

Claire.. But how do you--?

[He hasn't forgotten what Michael is, but is he really all seeing as well? How had he'd known about Alex's involvement with Claire when they've been so careful. Or he thought they had been, at least.]

I-- are you sure? No one outside will know about this?

[Michael merely arched a single brow when Alex questioned how he knew about him and Claire. It wasn't hard to miss for someone so keenly invested in the Chosen One as himself. He knew Alex. If he wasn't pushing boundaries, he was quite often tied up with the human female Claire]

You are frequently found in her company, if only to guard her. It wasn't hard to piece together.

[As he spoke so casually of the love affair, those long fingers drift further south. He punctuated that sentence with the swift curl of his hand around Alex's cock, gripping him just right. His thumb brushing the tip in endless circles.

Never once did he look away. His eyes remained locked on Alex, watching his reaction, gauging every breath]

When have you known me to spill secrets, Alex? Nothing within my chambers will ever come to light. The girls don't even know who you are, but we should take care not to wake them.

Edited 2014-06-25 03:31 (UTC)

Maybe I was just devoted to my cause of keeping General Riesen's daughter safe.

[There's not much effort, if any at all, put into trying convince Michael when he knew better. All he did was huff out a shaky and quiet laugh, breath hitching at being suddenly gripped, hips bucking up needily and there's no dignity in the sound that followed. He tried but sputtered out the archangel's name, hands grasping at his shoulders, wanting to watch him in return but the teasing is too great and force his eyes to shut for a long moment.

His next words are belatedly registered, the Chosen One's eyes fluttering open, bright as he grinned weakly at Michael.]

You put too much trust in those blindfolds.

[Although, it shouldn't be too hard not to disturb them too much. What's one small handjob? Alex swallowed thickly.]

Too devoted.

[Another flash of lust flared in the archangel's eyes, although if it was in reaction to the needy sound that left Alex's lips, the uncontrolled thrust of his shaft into the tight grip of his hand, or a combination of these two things remained to be seen. He wondered, with the events of the attack on the city, how long it had been since Alex allowed himself some semblance of release]

Open your eyes, Alex.

[A sharp command that the soldier had better obey. He didn't know why or what possessed him, but he wanted the Savior to see him. He didn't want him imagining it was anyone else's hand on him. The tight squeeze of those long, slender fingers punctuated his order]

They know not to speak of what happens in my chambers. To gossip would mean exile from my bed and loss of my protection.

[His opposite hand dropped lower still to cradle Alex's balls and brush his fingers over the sensitive scrap of skin just beneath that area, close, so close to his entrance. The hand on the human's member moving smoothly up and down, twisting his wrist on the downward stroke from time to time]

[Is being too devoted such a problem? He wanted to ask but there's just no way he can speak without making more of those undignified sounds he hated Michael eliciting from him. They're not noises he usually found himself making, though, there's not usually anyone touching him the way that Michael does, there's just hasn't been enough time. For all the time he spends with Claire, they've never done anything more than kiss and, well, Michael knew what kind of effect that leaves better than anyone.

Alex whimpered at the command, hands having moved down to his guardian's wrists, not to stop him but maybe to encourage him for more, especially when he felt the other hand venture where not even Alex's hand ever has. Alex looked at him obediently, let the angel see how vulnerable he's made him, how much he craved and needed to be touched and the way he pushed his cock further into that tight, hot grasp.]

Seems like a terrible loss.

[He tried to regain back some of that dignity by making sarcastic remarks, though his smirk faded all too quickly and Alex pushed his fingers through the hair on the back of Michael's neck, dared to pull him close enough that their lips brushed.]

[Michael, for all his distance and the unyielding punishments he had given Alex over the years for his transgressions, cared deeply for the Chosen One. Always had and always would. He just couldn't afford to show any favoritism, any hint of emotion towards Alex. No one could suspect he was the Savior. Not even Alex himself.

The fact that the human he had watched over all these years was reacting so well to his touch spurred his passion. His grip on his cock loosened, drawing back before Alex could build to a release. Hew as in the process of dipping his fingers into a nearby vial of warm lubricant when the boy's lips grazed his.

He wasn't the type to be easily startled, but the surprised look on his face couldn't be missed. He hesitated only a minute before drawing him in closer for a much more vigorous crash of lips and tongue. At the same time his oiled fingers slipped down between Alex's cheeks, rubbing two fingertips across his entrance before dipping a single finger inside]

[He had done his job well. The way the angel had acted so impartially toward him before, treated him like any other soldier he served with; Let him sleep with those deemed less than those higher up in Vega's not-so-polished society and scavenge for food if he wasn't lucky enough to get something from the palace. Alex would have never known.

And now that he does, he has to to admit it's sort of strange, the two of them together like this, that is. Michael had been his secret guardian, protector, a supervisor. Knowing he watched so closely when he seemed so far away angered him at first, still does, only he's not as bitter as before. Not now. How could he possibly be?]

What are you- ?

[Alex began to protest the instant that commanding hand fell away from his cock, but instead had his words stolen away within the kiss. It would seem Michael wouldn't remain surprised for long and Alex suddenly forgot what it was he was preparing to complain about. Michael's tongue lashing away at his mouth sort of had that affect.

His gripped tightened in his hair, biting and sucking at the angel's bottom lip, moaning out when breached with a single finger. The intrusion took some getting used to and he froze, just staring at the other, lust making his eyes glaze over tightening reflexively until he inhaled and calmed himself then relaxed around Michael and nodding his okay.]

[Michael didn't think it was strange at all. He had lived for so long, watched humans grow from Eden to the reckless tyrants they became just before the angel turned on them. He would be alive long after Alex was dust and bones. He had forever been Alex's guardian angel and he would continue to try and guide him. He would lay down his life, if he had to.

He tried to convey all of this through their kiss. Eyes shut, his soul bared for all to see. Anyone who watched the way he held Alex close, gathered him to his chest and gently laid him back against the bed, all without breaking the kiss or the motion of his hand could plainly see how much he cared.

He settled himself comfortably over top of the Chosen One's body. His body slender and lithe where Alex appeared to have more muscle. Still, it never ceased to amaze him how the lines and angles of their bodies matched so perfectly. Two fingers swiftly became three, moving relentlessly within Alex's tight passage, pressing in all the way to his knuckle just to rub those magic fingertips over his sweet spot. Only then did his mouth draw back, letting Alex catch his breath at long last]

I need your permission, Alex.

[Fortunately, there wasn't anyone watching. No one can see how vulnerable and wanton Alex has become within only moments of the divine being's touch. Now those blindfolds don't seem so silly, it's the fact that the women are fast asleep that put him at ease even more, giving all of himself into that kiss, overwhelmed by it and all that it promises.]

You have it. I trust you.

[The words are weak and quiet, Alex still out of breath and with the attention to that hidden bundle of nerves and a third finger inserted into him, he's on the verge of crying out in pleasure. He can only hold it in for so long.

His head spun, all he could really focus on was Michael and his unnatural heat radiating into Alex and his three fingers that the human worked his hips against determinedly.]

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