“That it was the best idea I’ve had in a very long time.” he wasn’t able to hide the little smirk that came to his lips when he said that. At least if this angel approved of him enough to consider him special and to go to bed with him at least twice he was pretty sure he wouldn’t be burning in hell when the ‘big one’ finally came for him. Not that he cared all that much about eternity right that second. Who needed heaven when they could have what he was having right then, a beautiful, celestial creature with breath-taking wings and lips that were absolutely sinful in their sweetness. He practically devoured those lips, trying not to shudder at the feeling of wings against his back as he helped get his own pants down and kicked away before he wrapped his arms around those slender hips and pulled him back with him until he was able to feel the bed behind him.
The angel turned them both around so he landed easily on his back dragging the (unknowingly) elder man with him to a decent spot on the bed. “Look at you,” he murmured, fingers curling around Michael’s cock to stroke him intently. Now wasn’t a time for teasing, and part of him wanted to give in to the temptation to swallow him down, to know the taste of him on his tongue and at the back of his throat as he came undone. The rest of him wanted to keep up whatever slightly rough game they’d started, wanted to be pinned to his stomach and fucked from behind only allowed the pull of the sheets beneath him to get him off. He was actually pretty sure that Michael might get off on watching, on keeping Samandriel so close to the edge or perhaps nowhere near it (though still enjoying himself) just so he could more fully direct things later. “Gorgeous bastard,” he murmured.
He drew his breath through his teeth, failing to suppress a pleased groan though he was able to keep his hips from jerking forward in a hope for more contact. It was good to be reminded that the angel’s hands were skilled with more than just a violin, but he knew he couldn’t be faulted for wanting for more than those hands. They were amazing but so was the rest of him and from that glint in his eyes Michael could tell he was probably planning or considering devious things. He groaned again and kissed those beautiful lips, pausing only a moment to speak softly as he tried to find his balance over him. “I can assure you, my parents were very much married.”
“Don’t wanna be thinking about your parents right now,” Samandriel teased back, tracing his tongue along a particularly tempting line of sinew in Michael’s neck. His thumb ran slowly against the head of Michael’s cock, breath hot against his ear while he spoke. “I’m much happier thinking about you getting over all that reverence and fucking me into the mattress instead.” He tugged the other man’s earlobe gently between his teeth, hand slowing as he went into very explicit detail of what he wanted Michael to do to him. Minus the wings. Those he put away for the time being. He’d much rather have Michael focused on him than distracted by feathers. There would be so much more time in the future for Michael to play with his wings, time when they simply wouldn’t be hidden from the archangel’s view.
So the angel had an incredibly dirty mind, he couldn’t but feel that he had missed out by learning about whatever sort of angel Samandriel was. It would have made school a lot more entertaining, and perhaps made prayer for angelic intersession more appealing. But right now all he wanted was to do everything that lustful mind came up with, even if the idea of moving away from that touch that was sending heat and what felt like electricity running through him was absolute agony. His eyes had closed at some point and when they opened again the brilliant green had gone dark and hungry, almost as hungry as the kiss he planted on his lips as he grabbed the hand on his cock and used his considerable strength, and strength of will, to make him let go. Perhaps he wasn’t as strong as the angel truly was, and he wasn’t using it fully on the angel when he used it to turn him onto his stomach.