Note: Porn. Pure porn. Okay, some plot too. You’re welcome.

Note 2: This story is closely connected to our “Codex Omega” series, but most importantly to the story titled “Catharsis” from it.

Recommended song: “Sunlight Moonlight” by SepticFlesh

Fandoms: Slipknot, SepticFlesh

Characters: Mick Thomson/Kerim Lechner

Rating/category: R (explicit), supernatural AU, post-apocalyptic AU, old gods, slash, M/M, smut, BDSM, romance, demons, angels, magic, blood, mating/bonding, rough sex, some (kinda manly) fluff

Summary: Mick gets back to Kerim after a successful mission with the Nephilim. They missed each other…

Disclaimer: This is a product of our imagination and was written only for entertainment and fun. We don’t profit from this fanfiction and we mean no harm or disrespect against any real person, culture or custom that might appear in the story. All original pictures used in the story belong to their respective owners and credits go to them.

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Sunlight Moonlight
By S.M.A. & Useless-girl

Part 1

The angel was sleeping naked on his side, hugging the cover to himself like a lover, which nearly made the usually calm Mick feel jealous of the object. He was just standing over the bed, watching the ethereal beauty of Kerim radiating from him even in his sleep. The ice-blue eyes moved from his peaceful face to the waist-long brown hair spread behind the sleeping man's back like a stream, pooling and flowing on the white sheets. Mick knew that it was just as silky as it looked like and his thick fingers suddenly ached with the need to stroke and play and pull on it, like he so often did for both of their pleasure.

For a moment the long-haired demon got lost in his thoughts while simply admiring the beauty of the alluring man. It was kinda amusing to him how they were complete opposites with Kerim (or Vega on his true name) being the Angel of Light who was created to kinda substitute the role of Lucifer after his fall. And there was Mick, a once Mercy Demon with all his black hair and pitch-black demon wings and powers. But they say opposites attract and in their case it was very much true too. The big man still couldn't believe that someone like Kerim would want him and return his feelings for him. After all, he was the willing pet of powerful gods and he was just... a demon, who chose to become an individual and fully materialize and earn his full powers in this dimension.

Mick could still see Kerim being tied up and gagged in the cage under the mated gods' bed. Looking so vulnerable, messed up and at the same time hot as fuck. It was Mick's fault back then that Kerim was punished, because they couldn't hold back their lust for each other. But since then Mick only felt gratitude towards the old gods who allowed them to become lovers. Kerim was going to always stay firstly theirs, but when the gods were otherwise occupied and Mick and Kerim had some free time, they can spend that together. Sometimes just hours, sometimes days or weeks. And Mick knew that he was already head over heels in love with the angel. Even if Kerim's feelings weren't as deep as his, Mick was finally happy. And they all knew that in this new chaotic world that was a rare thing to have. That's why he tried to treasure every minute he could spend with his amazing lover.

As Kerim moved a bit and exhaled a soft sigh in his sleep, the shamelessly watching big demon took a few steps closer to the bed, starting to quietly take off his black clothes. His icy-blue irises moved down along the soft curve of Kerim's back and darkened with lust that slammed right into his guts, making his dick harden rapidly and his mouth water from the sight of that perfect and small firm ass. Its pale glowing was so damn inviting that the demon couldn't stay away from it any longer.

Feeling lucky as fuck for having Kerim as his lover, Mick crawled onto the bed on all fours and leaned down to kiss his way up from said ass and back to the angel's shoulder and neck. Moving the long hair out of the way so he wouldn't lay on it, he got behind Kerim, resting his hard dick against his crack while he hugged the smaller male against his warm body, shamelessly inhaling the beloved scent which he missed so damn much while he was away saving the world with Jim.

"I missed you too, you know..." Kerim purred with closed eyes, caressing the tattooed forearm around his middle and he laid more on his side to be able to turn his head and offer his pierced mouth for a kiss.

Chuckling low and a bit dark, Mick caressed the smooth face with his fingertips and felt his heart speeding up a bit from the sleepy beauty looking up at him with those dark eyes. There was longing and love in them and it meant the world to the big man who's been alone for quite some time before he became the guardian of the Nephilim.

"It's so good to be back..." Mick replied and gave a soft kiss to his lover. First he just kissed and sucked on the plump bottom lip then he pushed his tongue between them, deepening and making the kiss more passionate.

As he felt Kerim press his firm ass more against Mick's dick, he couldn't stop himself from starting to slide and rub it against the crack, moaning and huffing into their kiss. The arm that was hugging the angel to him moved and his fingers stroked up to the sleep-warm chest to caress and play with the small nipples, knowing how much it could turn on his angel.

"Indeed. How long will you stay this time?" Kerim managed to sigh as the bearded man moved his hungry lips down to the tasty neck, sucking and biting up his marks on it. He felt the urge to do so. To renew his claim on his lover. Not that Kerim would protest. Mick knew he loved that very much. The soft moans and the bucking against his dick were good proofs of that too.

"A few days. Maybe a week. Jim needs to consult with the gods and rest up some. So I won't let you out of bed for at least a day or two," he chuckled dirtily into his lover's neck, twisting a nipple harder just to hear Kerim cry out lustfully.

"Oh yes!" he did as expected and arched his back some more. "My horny demon, did you manage to save the world?" he managed to ask as he bit down on his piercing, pressing his body as close to Mick as possible.

The big demon loved that and knew what Kerim meant. "The mission was successful. We managed to clean that area of the possessed ones and some angels. But we still have a lot of work to do. I'll be heading out again soon. But until then you're just mine, my beautiful angel..." he murmured his promise and reached down between Vega's legs to take hold of the hard meat there. With a satisfied grunt Mick's big palm started rubbing it up and down and around the tip, making the slide easier with smearing the pre-cum all over it. For a moment or two he just admired the flushed face that reflected pure pleasure and hunger for more. Sometimes he found Kerim so perfect and beautiful that it hurt. Now too. He knew he was never going to be fully his, but that would never stop Mick from loving and wanting his angel.

"I am... Make me yours, Mick... Please..." he heard the soft plea that struck the demon in the middle of his strong chest.

"Your wish is my command, my angel," he murmured and pulled his hand back to push Kerim back against the cover, making Kerim’s hard dick nicely nestle against it for some much needed friction and the demon pushed one pale thigh up to make the mouthwatering legs open up some more for him.

Moving lower on the bed, Mick laid down on his stomach and gently kissed along the pale butt cheeks right before he would pull them apart to expose that amazing tight hole. With a growl he leaned forward and let his long tongue lick and lap against it a few times, making the spread-out angel groan with lust. Mick could never get tired of eating said perfect ass and every time he gave his best to drive his angel crazy with lust, begging so beautifully for more. While swirling his tongue in the tight hole, he loved to listen to the sounds Kerim kept making and also the way his glowing seemed to intensify as the angel's mind and being was flooded more and more with his lust to become one with Mick. It was one of the many things he grew to quickly love in Kerim.

"I'm gonna fuck you for hours. You want that?" he murmured dirtily, the thought making his dick leak and throb some more against the sheet as he spit against the angel's hole and before giving him the chance to reply, he pushed two of his thick fingers in right away.

His reward was a loud "YES! I WANT THAT!" and it made Mick smirk smugly, his long hair falling more into his glowing blue eyes as he watched the hungry hole suck in his fingers greedily. As innocent and pure Kerim could look from the outside, in truth he was a needy (and sometimes bossy) bottom in bed with a dirty, dirty mind and a high sex-drive. Not that it would be uncommon among creatures like them as sex was a common way to exchange energies. Though Mick has never met such a frisky angel like the one pushing his ass desperately against his fingers, practically fucking himself on them.

"Beautiful..." he murmured and curled them to rub against Kerim's prostate, wanting to see him writhe on his fingers some more. And that he did with louder and needier moans. It was so hot that another wave of lust hit Mick hard, making his mind haze over with it and giving in to the pleas, he laid back behind Kerim, turning him on his side. After he pushed his top leg higher, practically making him hug the cover to him with one arm and leg, Mick smeared more of his saliva against his dick and then was pushing in steadily.

The flushed-faced angel groaned in time with Mick as suddenly his dick was surrounded by that tight heat, making Mick curse the heavens for creating such a perfect creature who would take his mind away with such ease.

That made Kerim chuckle but it quickly turned into a moan as Mick began slowly rocking his hips back and forth a few times before circling his hips to make more room for his leaking cock. Letting the cover go, the angel moaned and reached back to rest his hand on the thick thigh. He circled his hips in time with Mick's too and turned his face towards him. "You feel so good in me every damn time... I love it. I love you..." he whispered and offered his lips for another kiss.

And Mick gave him what he wanted, his heart and soul singing from his love's words. He loved this so much too there were no words for it. Instead, he kept kissing the breath out of his lover while his hips began rolling back and forth with a slowly accelerating speed.

Mick couldn't keep his hands to himself, he had to caress the other man's soft skin wherever he could while they kept kissing and making love. Because it was like that. For now. He knew that soon it would turn into that first wild fucking that they both needed after every time they haven't seen each other for a while.

"I love you too..." Mick finally managed to utter as they both came up for air and he bit and sucked on Kerim's pierced lip, giving him longer and harder thrusts so the angel would rock against the cover between his legs, getting that extra friction on his trapped cock. "You look even more alluring and gorgeous every time I come back to you," Mick chuckled slightly out of breath as his cock kept sliding more and more easier in and out of the angel.

To that Vega blushed even more and gave a little shy but happy smile to the big dark-haired demon. Reaching up, he tucked said hair behind an ear and caressed the bearded face gently. "Thank you. Who would've thought that the big bad demon has his way with words. Though if you want to get in my panties with such compliments, I might to have to remind you that you are a bit too late. You're already balls deep in my ass so... how about you start fucking it the way we both want it so badly?" he asked playfully and very much dirtily.

And right there in that smirk was what Mick was talking about. That very kinky and needy side of the angel he loved so much. Mick could only chuckle from it and while watching his lover's lips part on the first moan, he slammed his dick hard into him.

From there it was that intense frenzy that usually took over them during their first "welcome back" fuck. The poor bed began creaking soon after from the force Mick used to fuck his angel into oblivion. Sweat was sliding off and accumulating on their flushed skin as their synchronized bodies were slapping together loudly.

Mick roared triumphantly when he soon managed to quite literally fuck Kerim's pure white wings into existence as their owner couldn't hold them back from materializing. The second that happened, the demon was licking and biting them at the base while his hands were holding onto them to keep Kerim in place. His own pitch-black demon wings and horns soon manifested after that too and he slapped harder against the already reddened ass, his pre-cum leaking like crazy into the loose hole.

As the light of his lover intensified, Mick knew that he was very close now too. By then he knew Kerim's body and needs very intimately and just loved that with every orgasm that angelic light of his flooded the big demon's every cell with warmth and love. And he was trembling for that now more than Kerim. He knew he was addicted, but this was the sweetest addiction he could ever imagine.

"Please..." he heard the out of breath desperate moan.

"Yes! Now!" Mick grunted his panting reply and the next moment the shadow of his leather-wings appeared on the wall behind them from the blinding white light that enveloped the pair melting together in the intense flames of their pleasure.

***

The basement of Kerim's home wasn't like any other basement. Instead of unwanted objects stacked away there, it was neat and had a nice chilling vibe. One would expect such from a bath, so no wonder... It was a gift from the gods to him with the square-shaped bath in the middle. A few stairs led down into it, although it wasn't filled with water like one would expect. It was filled with honeyed milk, making it impossible to see what lay underneath.

There were some tastefully placed plotted plants and light sources that only added to the ambient feel of the room. But perhaps the most unusual addition to the bath were the mosaics on the walls. They were depicting the creation of Vega, his battles, the day he had met the gods and then how he became their helper and lover.

It was the most sacred place for the angel and he rarely let anyone see it. But today was different.

Mick woke up to the call in his head from his lover. The resting sleep he has fallen into with his angel in his arms was deep and short, but very much needed...

Sitting up in the still sweat-moist bed and focusing his conscious, he stated two things for sure. First, he was indeed back at Kerim's place, so the amazing lovemaking was not a dream. Second, Kerim was not there, but a sweet angelic voice was calling his name through their love-connected spirits.

The still winged and horned black demon sighed and smiled. It must be something kinky... He should not let his playful lover down… Starting to follow the sound in his head and his senses to locate Kerim, he walked through the hallway all naked, going deeper into the many leveled house, sending the message back that he was coming and ready… to whatever his shiny man was having in mind for them.

As he realized that the pull was leading him below ground, he started to get more excited. A torture chamber? One can never know with the corrupted angel... Mick's smile turned into a devilish smirk as he slowly opened the heavy oak doors. Then his jaw dropped...

It was a place like he only saw in pictures. There were artworks of images of richly decorated ancient Egyptian baths of Cleopatra or Greek gods… and somehow the interior reflected both cultures in a gorgeous mixture, with a sense that it was something like a secret... or holy...

The walls were covered from top to bottom with shiny colorful tiles in ivory color. In eye-level all over detailed Greek style mosaics told tales of Vega… Being created from the holy light. Wearing the old God's armor in battle. Sitting in the throne hall at the foot of the Horus, Thoth and Anubis statues that were portrayed in old Egyptian style.

Mick, as he stepped inside, got mesmerized by it all. The small glowing balls all over (clearly the gods’ light sources as it was mentioned in old Greek myths) giving the whole place a more ancient and ritual feel. The naked demon walked along the walls looking at the storyline. His lover's long, long life, in the Heavens and Earth and alongside the old Trinity.

The floor made him smile more. As it was decorated like the old Greek bathhouses with various images of males, and some being Vega and the gods having sex in all kinds of ways. That motive crept up on the opposite wall where Mick ended up.

Turning around and looking at the small pool sunk into the floor, which he almost walked around, he felt that Kerim was there. The rich aroma of honey and creamy milk made his head spin and ease his senses to relax and open up… Damn those Egyptians knew how to use these things to get a man into a chilled aroused mood...

Taking a long pleased inhale of it and letting the place, the scents and the visuals enchant him, he spotted another familiar figure.

On another set of mosaics, on the other side of the door where he walked in and started going the opposite way around, he saw a mosaic of the cat Smaug. Seth opening a gate to their dark void dimension first then to the high light of the Valhalla, and creating the cat with the name above it written in a godly seal, signaling the animal was not from this Earth. Seth's gift to his beloved beautiful boy… as the God usually called Kerim. The cat was an eternal companion in his long life… Mick just smiled. His angel was cherished and loved…

And just as taking a cue, the surface of the milk moved and Mick turned around to the small splashes to witness the breathtaking sight of Kerim emerging from the silky honeyed milk, his long wet hair and sculptured face dripping from it, making the hue of his skin even more beautiful.

Kerim waited until most of the milk ran down from his face, shoulders and chest as he leaned back against the edge of the bath. He licked his lips, watching the big naked man with a playful glow in his eyes. Damn, this was one perfect piece of demon... Kerim loved everything about Mick from the first time he saw him from afar after their arrival to the gods’ sanctuary. The long black hair, the piercing blue eyes, the wide and tall muscular built, his scent and his presence. And soon after that he also loved what was between his legs...

Not that such physical traits or the way he fucked him into another dimension during that orgy were the only reasons why he couldn't keep himself from thinking and longing for the buff demon. He couldn't exactly pinpoint the reason for his attraction and liking for the man, but it was working between them so well that even the gods gave their blessing on becoming Mick's lover and soon the angel's heart started beating for this mysterious man too. He loved when he was silent with his intense looks or when he was speaking his mind in his usual fast talking. But what Kerim loved the most was when Mick was looking at him just like that... Admiringly and hungry... He knew it would end up in more pleasure and he wanted it so much. Again... It seemed he couldn't get enough of this big demon. And if he was laying with gods then the fact that he was in love with a demon would probably be an even bigger sin in his Father's eyes, but he had decided a long time ago that he wouldn't play by his rules...

"I assume you like what you saw and see in the bath?" he asked with a small smile. "Care to join me, my demon?" and with that he lifted an arm out of the honeyed milk, an offering to take.

"It is gorgeous. Just like you," Mick only said that while walking into the pool in a trance, like a moth drawn to the flames. Maybe that was the reason... Mick being the creature from the void and dark matter, like the old gods… They all got dazed by the angel of pure light...

He didn’t even realize in his deep soul-searching philosophy that he already took Kerim's hand and stood face-to-face in the sweet milk just when he felt those soft hands touch his skin.

And then… The demon was back to ruin all that perfect magic... "So... This is the secret of your soft skin, huh?" he smirked down, pulling his angel into his strong arms.

Kerim moved between said arms effortlessly, like he belonged there. He chuckled softly and nodded, his long wet hair sticking to his back and shoulders as he put his arms around the thick neck.

"Yes. Now you know my secret, big man. Could you keep it for me?" he smirked up at Mick, pressing his body against the bigger one to let Mick feel just how glad he was to be so close to the demon.

Maybe from Vega's side it was all about the need to connect with the darkness of Mick and the gods that pulled him in. After all, all creatures – even he – had a darker side. And being with the gods and Mick seemed to give the angel of light what he needed deep down on a basic level. It would explain his attraction to Mick. After all, he was different from the gods. He was darker as a demon.

"You should feel special too, because aside from the gods and Smaug, no one knows about this place. You are the first I bring here. What are your thoughts about my history? Any questions?" he asked, letting his fingers play with the long dark hair.

"I feel very special every time I can be with you," Mick sighed his answer, pushing his face to the fragrant neck and rubbing his nose to it feeling high on all the intoxicating scents of the creamy skin. "I love your history going back so long, and Smaug," Mick smiled pulling back to peck the ringed lip. "This place is so magical. It suits you. Like the divine being you are. It's old I guess... And the house was built on top of it…" he suddenly got more logical, like often mixing two lines of thoughts no matter how far off they were from one another. "Questions... Hmm... Is honeyed milk slippery?" he asked with darkening fire in his hungry eyes.

"To be honest, I feel the same way when I'm with you," Kerim confessed with some blush on his cheekbones, even if Mick couldn't see that while he got lost in the angel's neck, who in response dug his fingers into the broad shoulders.

Kerim wasn't bothered by the duality Mick showed in his response, switching between sweet and logical. Frankly, he loved that too in the newly transformed demon. It spiced things up for sure.

"And yes, it's an old place. No wonder I stayed here after the burning of the world too. The gods spread their protective shield over my home when that happened," he explained and jumped up a bit to be able to wrap his legs around Mick's hips, his hold on his shoulders tightening.

"Hm... Don't you want to find it out for yourself?" he raised a brow with a dirty smirk and a similar look in his dark-brown eyes. "Experiment on me, big guy. It's just you and me and your curiosity here..." he added then licked into the demon's mouth.

"Hmm... Why the hell not..." Mick growled from the suggestion. Gripping on the ass of the angel with one hand and holding his back with the other, he pushed the lean strong body closer to his and looked around.

"This place is so perfect and so you…" he chuckled looking at an ancient styled daybed. The head piece looked like an open seashell and the foot as a curving wave. It reminded him of the painting of the Roman Goddess of love and beauty, Venus. And his pervy angel was a perfect fit to all that in his mind.

Marching to the stairs that led out of the bath, he started to bite and mark the soft neck's other side too. Just to give Kerim matching hickeys. And he decided for each of their lovemaking, he would put a new set of marks on the pale skin. "I hope you're not feeling tired ‘cause it looks we have a few days together ahead of us," he giggle-growled sitting down on the picked out bed with his love straddling him.

"Well, it was made for me so of course it's like me," Kerim chuckled too, letting Mick carry him out of the bath. They were dripping honeyed milk all over, but Kerim wasn't concerned as the place was magical and would put itself back in order soon after they left.

The angel moaned from the kisses on his neck and dug his nails more into Mick's already scratched up shoulders. "Oh I'm far from tired. Especially when you are around, my love," he purred naughtily and pressed his groin against Mick, letting his hands stroke the hairy chest with adoring moves. Clearly, the magic of this place affected the angel too, and he loved it.

"You're just so..." Mick started as he just got lost in the deep brown eyes for a moment. He breathed heavily by then and pulled Kerim even closer, putting the coil black wings around the pale body too. He lifted the narrow hips up to put the angel where he should be, namely sitting with his dick between his butt cheeks.

He then turned to sit up on the bed with his back against the shell-shaped headboard and bucking up against that amazing body while his hands pulled Kerim down for a hungry kiss.

The angel wanted to ask "so what?" but understandably he got distracted by the cock-head he felt right against his still somewhat lose hole. He just managed to kiss a black wing around him when all of a sudden Mick breached him, making Kerim cry out loud and arch his back. The drag was intense but not painful, probably thanks to their previous coupling and the honeyed milk.

Nevertheless, Kerim took some deep breaths, moving with Mick to ease the hard dick back into him – where it belonged. Once it finally bottomed out, the kinky angel began circling his hips while caressing the broad shoulders. He was so hard and turned on from this. Not just because it was Mick, but because they were doing it in such a sacred place. It just showed how important the demon became to him and he just hoped Mick knew that.

Leaning in, this time it was Kerim who kissed the big man with his overflowing emotions "You fill me out so well. Can't get enough of you..." he panted into Mick's mouth and began slowly riding his man.

"I love you so much... You're so amazing..." Mick moaned back. Stealing another wild kiss, he growled into it in his pleasure while he leaned back more to have his love against his chest. His hands and the small claws on the tip of his wings kept roaming on the perfect skin as their moves began to get wilder and more demanding. The demon was fucking up with harder long thrusts into the beloved body, practically pulling Kerim down roughly on his hard dick in a speeding up rhythm.

As sweat was starting to mix into the remaining milk on Kerim's skin, he bit his pierced bottom lip, starting to move with his man and keeping back some moans of pure pleasure.

Though it only lasted until Mick found the perfect angle to slam against the angel's sensitive spot, literally making him see stars. "You're so... fucking amazing too..." he groaned loud, reaching back to pull on one of his ass-cheeks and slamming his bottom down on Mick harder. It was just insane how every time they fucked, Kerim just wanted more and more from this demon.

"H-harder! Fuck... me harder!" he whined outright desperately, burning for it so bad, no matter how hard he was slapping himself down on that fucking perfect cock. He just felt the need to be conquered by Mick and his darkness. He needed Mick to destroy him, to make him explode and release his often hidden away true self that thirsted for this like his physical body for air.

Mick just loved it how he could go as hard as he wanted with his angel. Still… something wasn't perfectly right, though... He wanted to see those whiter than white wings spreading again...

As a response to the begging creature on his leaking dick, he groaned and gripped into the soft sides hard, laying Kerim down on his back with one move and covering him with his bigger, heavier body. He was using his strength and weight to attack that sweet spot that drove his lover crazy even more. Gritting his teeth and huffing, he held himself back with concentrating on the task at hand.

The room suddenly shifted and a pleased loud moan left Kerim's parted lips as he found himself lying on his back. He immediately opened his legs wide and held onto Mick's black wing with one hand, the other gripping onto the edge of the shell-shaped end of the sofa over him.

Finally the demon was fucking him with all his might and it made the angel shiver and cry out loud, his blindingly white wings suddenly spreading out towards the floor.

"Yes! YES! Just like that! Keep going! Fuck! So good! MICK!!!" he yelled with a flushed face, chest and neck, his ass starting to tighten around the perfectly hammering dick. But there was still something missing. And it took Kerim a few more hard trusts into his hungry ass to realize what he wanted... A deeper bond with Mick. To feel one with him more. To feel that darkness as his own. It wasn't a mating bond like between destined mates like King and Matt or Seth and Sotiris. But it was very similar and meaningful too.

All that desperate moaning and crying made Mick go even wilder on the finally winged creature under him. His sharp clawed hands gripped into the fluffy feathers and pulled the glowing body against his while ramming inside it hard. Some silky feathers already landed on the floor around the lounge bed as he felt he must do everything he can to please his love.

Somehow he started to feel more what Kerim felt... Also there was a strange burning on his right shoulder's outer side...

"Come on, my love... Let your light go on me..." he whispered and gave the angel even harder thrusts than before, feeling him getting close too.

Not caring about the sweat sliding down on his temples and face, he leaned down and needing to be one with Kerim too, he sank his demon fangs into the tasty angel shoulder, roaring like a beast from the sweet blood he tasted.

Even the portion of Kerim's wet hair that flowed over the edge of the sofa was moving to the rhythm of the hammering thrusts into his ass. He was so lost in wanting to finally cum and become one with Mick as much as possible for lovers, that he didn't even feel the burning on the outside of his left forearm. Chasing their pleasure took over his mind and he concentrated hard on making sense of Mick's words.

But the second he bit him, all fell into place and Kerim cried out from the intense mixture of pleasure and pain which pushed him over the edge and he came hard – cock shooting his cum over their bellies, ass clamping down hard on Mick, wings glowing and fluttering and that pure bright light illuminating the bath for long seconds.

And an indescribable kind of peace spread in him. Like when you get what you want the most...

It was always so fucking perfect with Kerim... But that time... that time it was even more... Mick felt the light of the angel rush through his every molecule and even more... He felt as his inner darkness merged with the holy light and melted his very core together with Kerim. Feeling the angel’s bliss as his own too and sharing all the deep emotions with him.

While his spirit found new heights, his body laid panting half on Kerim, half on the bed. His seed was filling up that perfect being he just could not stop caressing with all the love he never thought was possible to feel.

Being with Mick has always been very intense, but this was a whole new level. It kinda reminded him like when he was with the gods, although that was understandably more different and overwhelming. But with Mick this was finally fucking perfect.

It took him much longer to be able to come down from his orgasmic high and all along he kept caressing his big man's hair and sweaty body. Moving his head, he felt a slight pain shoot up from his shoulder where Mick had bit him, but it only made Kerim smile and kissed Mick back, the demon moving to give him one just when he thought of it.

Then as the big man pushed himself up on his arms, Vega's fingertips slid along a muscular shoulder and felt the need to look there. Just to make his eyes widen and in the next moment he burst out laughing.

"No they didn't!! This is... oh those very, very funny gods!" he kept giggling as he lifted his left arm and noticed a mark on him too.

While Mick had a demon "fighting" (more like fucking) an angel hard, he got a pitchfork mark on the outside of his left forearm.

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"No way..." Mick looked at his shoulder and touched his horned sweaty head seeing the bald typical demon figure on top of a usual angel on his skin. "Why I feel like I'm being mocked?" he frowned but laughed. A pitchfork was very much a devil-demon symbol too. And now it was on his angel. "We are connected now. They made us bond... So..." he cleared his throat and laid back beside Kerim, taking his arm and kissing the new mark. "So now we are like... married on a supernatural level? Wifey..." he growled seductively, pecking his man's lips.

"Hmm... I think you aren't being mocked. It's the truth after all... You taking me rough is what we both enjoy the most," Kerim smiled from ear-to-ear. “It's just their... brilliant humor..." he chuckled and nuzzled Mick's side and chest once he was on his back. The angel even put a leg and wing around his big demon. "Yes. It seems so. That was our heart's desire... hubby," he giggled cutely and very happy, kissing his pair back with all his emotions for him while thanking the gods in his mind.

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