Back alley

@⊹ Cole Sprouse The sound of her fellow angels voice almost caused tears to well up in her eyes as she nodded in confirmation, not really able to control her voice enough to speak for a few moments before she opened to speak. “I thought I’d never get to see you again.” was all she managed to squeeze out between shaky breaths, then as he held her at arms length she couldn’t help but notice his wing and a sadness took over her features.

At his question as to what happen, Tsuki shook her head. “The exterminations… They were keeping them secret from so many people but I found out about them. I didn’t get chance to tell anyone else before they found me and threw me down here.” she sighed slightly before frowning. “Everything up there is a lie! They spent so long preaching about acceptance and forgiveness and peace but they don’t live by those virtues!” she shook her head again before wrapping her arms around him again. “I missed you too, everyone did! We thought you were dead!”

Sighing softly she removed her arms from around him and found his hands holding them gently and looking over him again before she shook her head. “Your wing? Did it hurt?” she questioned, studying him slightly for any other signs of injury. “Are you in pain? Is there anything I can do to help?” she offered, squeezing his hands slightly as she spoke.

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki Cole was completely lost in his thoughts, debating on whether he wanted to make his way back to the bar for his nightly drink and little game of sinner watching or if he should call it quits and walk back to the hotel to get some shut eye. Before he could make the decision, his ears prickled at the sound of someone calling his name and his head snapped up to see a figure he never thought he would see in the pits of Hell. He felt her gentle touch wrap around his body and he instinctually wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her close to him into a tight, warm hug.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked down at the angel in his arms. "Tsuki? Is it really you?" Cole questioned, as he gently patted his hand on her back. He almost didn't want to let her go when he felt her shaking. He wanted to surround her with his whole being just to protect her from the horrors this place offered but was worried she had probably already went through who knows what before she found him.

"Tsuki..." Cole began as he carefully unwound his arms from her body to hold her at arms length so he could get a good look into her eyes. "W-what happened? You...you shouldn't be here," Cole stammered, concern displaying over his features. He also felt his anger bubbling up in his gut once again. Tsuki should be in Heaven, where it's safe. She was such an ethereal and kind soul and he wanted to strike down the angel that cast her out of Heaven. He instantly pulled her back into a tight hug and murmured, "I've missed you."

@☼ Angel you never asked for it
/mutters simply before lulling my head back a bit as your wet tongue glides against the skin of my neck
i am indeed. is that a problem for you?
/quirks a brow as i watch you slowly drop yourself in front of me, a soft sigh from the back of my throat escapes my lips, my hand moving to comb through your hair pushing your bangs out of your face

@☼ Lee Juyeon well, you piece of pompous pickle emo-wannabe sir, i don't have your name. so we'll have to stick to pet names.
he snorts, rolling his eyes as he's pulled in--the puff of hot air and all too familiar reminiscent before he rolled his eyes. proceeding to begin dragging the tip of his tongue down the crook of your neck.
are you always so demanding?
his hands trail down. palming at your crotch as he moves to squat down (who knew who had vomitted, bled, or pissed in this back alley) lips pressing kisses over your crotch. teeth gingerly taking hold of the zipper once he had ed his pants to begin undoing it.

@⊹ Cole Sprouse It was dark and Tsuki really hated being out when it was this dark. She’d just had to pick up some drugs from one demon and deliver it to a sinner in order to get a quite nice amount of money, only for the sinner to stiff her on that money and give her the tiniest fraction of what he’d owed her. Of course she’d not argued with him, instead just made sure to remember his name so she would know to avoid him in the future.

Now she was on her way to find somewhere to rest for a few hours. As she walked through the streets, she kept her head down, ignoring the few demons she passed. Her arms were wrapped around herself in an attempt to keep herself warm in the cold air, the hair on the back of her neck standing up every time she passed some demon that seemed to be involved in some sort of illicit deal, but luckily for her none of them even so much as looked at her.

It had been a while since she’d walked passed anyone and as she turned into another alley she’d look up to take note of her surroundings for a brief moment and a few yards down the alley she saw someone. Her eyes latched onto him as she walked, trying to work out if it was who she thought it was, and as she got closer it was unmistakeable. “Cole?” she asked herself, before breaking into a run towards the other Angel. “Cole!” she shouted this time, reaching him and wrapping her arms around him shaking slightly as she did. “I-I-“ she tried to speak, cutting herself off as she couldn’t work out what to say to the other Angel.

@☼ Angel /chuckles lowly humming in thought
ill settle for sir if you want to use pet names so bad
/lets out a puff of hot air leaning my back against the wall, my hands gripping at your hips pulling them against my own as your lashes tickle my cheek
is your mouth only used for talking?
/i grit out in a low voice running my hands down your back side

@☼ Lee Juyeon (( works for me!!! ))

a small noise escapes me as you pull my head back. staring up at you through dark lashes before my lips curl into a grin.
i can work with that, do i call you master? sir? or are you some sick who likes to be called "my lord" or some like that?
i grin, leaning in to brush the tip of my nose over your cheek. lashes fluttering over your skin as my lips trail over the curves and contours of your face.

@☼ Angel ()im moving to a rated room

/looks at your hands my collar and then back at you with a dark grin
you can stop calling me daddy, im not into that
/grabs you by the crown of your hair pulling your head back
take it if you want it, i dont really care who is watching

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki In the dimly lit back alley, amidst the echoes of distant footsteps and the occasional flicker of a faulty street lamp, Cole leaned against the cold brick wall. Cole was awaiting the arrival of a Sinner, one who worked for one of the Overlords who ruled over Hell. Cole's meeting with this Sinner wasn't unusual as they met once every other week to exchange information for weapons. The Overlord that he was receiving his weapons from asked Cole to keep an eye on the other Overlords and their comings and goings. He realized shortly after arriving in Hell less than five years ago that nothing came for free here. You either had to sell your soul to an overlord, sell your body, sell drugs, you had to do just about anything to survive in this place. Cole refused to give his soul away, that was the one thing that kept him grounded here. What he was good at though was getting information.

The air hung heavy with the stench of decay, a sickly sweet odor that clung around Cole, creating an atmosphere that was almost suffocating. He still could not get used to the smell even after all the years he had been doing this. Cole's gaze scanned the entryway to the alley and saw a dark figure emerge from the shadows. He could hear the clicking of her heels smacking against the cracked cobblestone pavement as the Sinner moved towards him. Their eyes met briefly, a silent acknowledgment passing between them before the Sinner spoke, her voice low, betraying no hint of emotion, "You got what we agreed upon, doll?" Cole pushed off of the wall he was leaning against and nodded. "Yeah, so long as you kept your side of the bargain," he replied as he reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small manila envelope, containing incriminating information about one of the Overlords. "It's all there," Cole assured, tossing the envelope toward the sinner with a flick of his wrist. With a nod of approval, the Sinner extended a large bag toward Cole, holding it out like an offering. "Enjoy, doll face," the Sinner winked at him before disappearing down the alleyway before he could respond.

Cole ped the bag and reached his hand inside. His fingers met the cold steel of a hilt. His fingers wrapped around it and pulled out an Angelic blade. How the hell did they manage to get an Angelic weapon in Hell? Did they steal it from an Angel? This would definitely come in handy. Cole glanced over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching before he shoved it back inside the bag and slung it over his shoulder. He'd have enough weapons for his little army in no time.

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