Re: In-person: Misha B/Damian W
They were made. We came 'fore the humans. Some folks say humans look like us, on account of us being perfect, but it ain't like that. Angels, we're lacking in a way you folks ain't. And there's been others like me over the years, but I ain't got any clue what's happened to them. And only malakhim look like folks, and only on account of us spending most of our lives down here and needing to understand what being human's like. My daddy, he's a dominion. He don't look human at all, and he only has sex organs if he comes on down to earth for something, and it's just an illusion some, like when a demon takes a form and on account of folks not being able to look on the higher angels. [He shook his head.] I'm saying folks are important enough that they can tip the whole world one way or 'nother.
[Talking, it wasn't making Misha feel bad any. It wasn't easy, talking 'bout it, but there was something 'bout saying the words that was good.] It feels good, talking to you 'bout it. [He meant that, and he wasn't saying it to make Damian feel better any.] What are folks judgmental 'bout with your upbringing? [Damian's childhood, Misha knew it was filled with hardships and warring and training, but he didn't reckon it would disgust anyone.
But, Damian's dick reacted to the touch 'gainst pale fabric, and Misha was chewing his lower lip even more raw than normal 'til the boy answered 'bout whether or not Misha felt like he had to suck him. He blinked pale eyes at the other boy, and he moved his hand away slow. It wasn't like being scalded any, and he wasn't fussed 'nough 'bout it to move himself or the other boy. He just didn't much care for Damian asking, though he understood why Damian had asked. Could be it was just the day and all its uncertainties. He wrapped his arms 'round the other boy's waist, real low, and all he said was:] I don't think on him when I'm with you. [It was raw and uttered real plain, and then he shifted his focus real deliberate on talking 'bout bedding down. He had to smile at that last bit of smugness from Damian, and he kissed the other boy's cheek.] I know real sure you'll be better than me at everything and real soon, but I liked bedding down with you just how you did, and you don't need to change a thing on account of me. [Which, too, he meant. He drew back from lips pressed to cheeks, while making easy room for Damian to wrap legs 'round his waist. And, for a bit, he looked at the other boy in the real quiet, and then he moved to stand, knowing he could support Damian's weight real fine and without trouble.] Want to lie down a spell? A nap might could be real nice.