Post by Archer Michaels on Jun 26, 2011 1:35:29 GMT 1
Archer was on the seventh level of heaven. No one had ever made him feel that good. This must have been the chemistry that Angelique had told him about. Every touch set him on fire and not in a bad way. It was definitely good. He knew by looking at him that it would be difficult to think of him as an angel. The clothing that had been provided to him were the clothes of someone who definitely loved black t-shirts and distressed jeans. He looked like any other patron in Hades. That was how they wanted it. He could not be discovered. “You mustn’t tell…anyone.” He groaned softly as he lips touched him.
He found himself becoming aroused as he did on his first night on earth. Only this time, he also felt an aching need to have he continue touching him and to touch her in return. He was about to turn and kiss her but she jumped away at the sound of a knock. “It’s ok, I want this.” He turned his head toward the door, “Go away, I’m busy.” He called. When the knock came again he rushed to the door and opened it, “Go away.” He said. “No I’m fine…No I want her in here…No, no autographs tonight...ok, thanks…yeah, I want my privacy at the moment.” He sighed and closed the door and turned to Aurora.
He looked at her with eyes filled with a deep timeless wisdom but pure innocence on the surface. “I…I want you to touch me…” he said and took a step forward. “And, I would like to touch you, if I may.” He said softly and took another step just in case she wanted to say no. “I’m sorry, but when you touch me like that…I forget my sorrow.” He reached his hand out and hoped she would take it.
He found himself becoming aroused as he did on his first night on earth. Only this time, he also felt an aching need to have he continue touching him and to touch her in return. He was about to turn and kiss her but she jumped away at the sound of a knock. “It’s ok, I want this.” He turned his head toward the door, “Go away, I’m busy.” He called. When the knock came again he rushed to the door and opened it, “Go away.” He said. “No I’m fine…No I want her in here…No, no autographs tonight...ok, thanks…yeah, I want my privacy at the moment.” He sighed and closed the door and turned to Aurora.
He looked at her with eyes filled with a deep timeless wisdom but pure innocence on the surface. “I…I want you to touch me…” he said and took a step forward. “And, I would like to touch you, if I may.” He said softly and took another step just in case she wanted to say no. “I’m sorry, but when you touch me like that…I forget my sorrow.” He reached his hand out and hoped she would take it.