Fallen Angel(Rastelle)
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zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] › Original
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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13,112
Reviews:
28
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Fallen Angel(Rastelle)
-Chapter one-
" Help me..."
she wimpered, blood steadily trickling down her soft, tender lips.She was on her knees leaned forward, her hands on the ground infront of her, to hold up her shaking,battered angelic body. She had golden wings,smeered with fresh blood dripping steadily down them.
Her left wing was shredded down to mere bone; feathers ripped out in chunks and clawfuls. Her body trembled in pain, breathing in sharp swallows.
" Please.."
Her voice was no more then a whisper. The tall, dark figure,stepped out from the shadows of the corner, as it moved toward her, moving a black leather gloved hand from his cloak.
" Pathetic.."
He scowled, picking up the half dead creature off the ground, by her dark, blood red hair. She howled in miseration pain, as he brought her violently eye level to him. He grabbed her chin, and forced her to look at him. She let out a soft wimper, as she stared into thoese non caring red eyes.
" What makes you think, I will help you..."
He growled darkly at her. Her breath was caught high in her throat in horror, unable to tear her eyes, from his unforgiving ones.
" Perhaps.."
He said said slowly,reconsidering, a smile playing across his lips.
" ...you could offer me something"
He finished,enjoying his words as he looked over her soft, innocent body. She shivered under his intense gaze, her eyes wide with fear.
"W-what?"
She stuttered. He was surprised her had the nerve, or the strenth to talk. He drew her closer to him roughly,and took a deep breath, smelling her hair, loving her young sweet sent.
He simply dropped her, letting her hair slip from his fingers like silk strands, as she fell helplessly to the ground sprawled out in pain. She didnt understand; What did this man want with her? She cringed with a sharp intake of breath, as she rested her hand on the remains of her ruined wing.
He kneeled down, and caressed her lucious cheek,feeling the warm mixture of blood,tears, and flesh on his finger tips. She winced, and tryed to move away from his touch. He narrowed his eyes some at her, but drew back his hand, and licked his fingers sanly,nly,tasting the blood and tears; so sweet and satifying.
" You have no where to go, do you?"
He commented, smirking more, as he looked to her. She remained quiet, curled up to herself, clutching at her wing. He stood back up, eyes still glued to her, as he licked his lips from the taste. He could take her now,but it would be all to easy; besides, he liked struggle.
" Get up."
His voice was hard. She raised her head, and looked to him silently,unmoving.
" GET UP!"
He yelled. She hesitated, as she stood unsteadily, her body shaking, trying to stay upright. He watched her,mildly amused. He moved to her, seeing her eyes widen as he did so, and picked up this light, weak creature, and carried her bridal style. Her heart raced as she looked to him, meeting his stare, as he burried his face in her hair for a moment again, breathing in the intoxicating scent. She merely trembled in response, wondering what e was he was going to do with her, and where he might take her to.
She closed her burning eyes, tears leaking from the corner. He slid his tounge across her cheek, and pressed his lips to her unwilling ones. She made a muffled cry, that he surpressed with his forceful lips, then drew away with a devious grin, as he looked to her confused and fearful expression.She wasn't quite sure what had just happened.
He chuckled to himself,as he looked back up, walking down the ally between both stone buildings. Midway down, he pressed against a door, and creaked it open, and it gave way to dark room. He could tell she was frightened,holding close to him.
He flicked a light switch, as it proved no more light then before. The room was dim, the light casting yellowish shadows across the room, the light located in the corner.He sat her down on his black leather couch, and went about lighting some candles, to provide more efficent light. He turned back to the poor, huddled up creature. She would learn to get use to him; eventually. He let out a short sigh, at her battered body, and walked back to her, picking her up lightly in his arms once more, looking down to her.
" You'r a mess."
He mumbled,as he walked down a narrow hall, and to the second door, on the left.
" W-where-"
She started to ask,as he opened the door, and turned on the light,this one no brighter, but it was fine for a smr ror room. There was a large bath tub, the size of two hot spas, to their left, and to the right, was a ceramic sink, and a toilet. HE sat her down carefully on the counter conjoining the sink, and ran the water in the bath.
"I'm going to clean you up a bit, your not even fit for dogs"
He said harshly , without turning around.He ran his fingers under the ater,finding a perfect temp.-Not to hot,but comfortably warm. As he waited for it to fill, he looked back to her, as he stood before her now. All that he could see she was wearing, was that thin,little white,bloodstained dress. He couldnt control his grin.
He picked her up carefully, and set her down slowly into the water, with little resistance. He turned the water off, looking at the steamy mist above the water's surface.He took off his cloak, followed by his shirt and pants,before stepping into the water as well. As he expected, she had moved back into the corner; the farthest she could get away from him.
Covered now by the water, he slipped of fhis boxers, and set them over the edge of the black,stoney gray colored marble tub. He glanced to her,her eyes staring at him, lookig at his now revealed face. Cold , grey eyes, and long silver hair, that flowed to the small of his back. She was looking directly at thoese stone eyes, thinking she swore they were red before.
She closed her own for a moment, her body relaxing from the warmth and calm of the soothing bath water. He pressed through the water toward her, his motions alerting her, as she opened her golden eyes to see him infront of her. Her body looked so soft, that dress unforgiving, showing all of her features under the water. He brought his eyes away from her body, and to her eyes. He put his hands on her shoulders...pulling her forward and slipping behind her warm, soft body, and...(To be contined by demand only! Please rate and review...Hint: ITS GETTIN GOOD next chapter.)
" Help me..."
she wimpered, blood steadily trickling down her soft, tender lips.She was on her knees leaned forward, her hands on the ground infront of her, to hold up her shaking,battered angelic body. She had golden wings,smeered with fresh blood dripping steadily down them.
Her left wing was shredded down to mere bone; feathers ripped out in chunks and clawfuls. Her body trembled in pain, breathing in sharp swallows.
" Please.."
Her voice was no more then a whisper. The tall, dark figure,stepped out from the shadows of the corner, as it moved toward her, moving a black leather gloved hand from his cloak.
" Pathetic.."
He scowled, picking up the half dead creature off the ground, by her dark, blood red hair. She howled in miseration pain, as he brought her violently eye level to him. He grabbed her chin, and forced her to look at him. She let out a soft wimper, as she stared into thoese non caring red eyes.
" What makes you think, I will help you..."
He growled darkly at her. Her breath was caught high in her throat in horror, unable to tear her eyes, from his unforgiving ones.
" Perhaps.."
He said said slowly,reconsidering, a smile playing across his lips.
" ...you could offer me something"
He finished,enjoying his words as he looked over her soft, innocent body. She shivered under his intense gaze, her eyes wide with fear.
"W-what?"
She stuttered. He was surprised her had the nerve, or the strenth to talk. He drew her closer to him roughly,and took a deep breath, smelling her hair, loving her young sweet sent.
He simply dropped her, letting her hair slip from his fingers like silk strands, as she fell helplessly to the ground sprawled out in pain. She didnt understand; What did this man want with her? She cringed with a sharp intake of breath, as she rested her hand on the remains of her ruined wing.
He kneeled down, and caressed her lucious cheek,feeling the warm mixture of blood,tears, and flesh on his finger tips. She winced, and tryed to move away from his touch. He narrowed his eyes some at her, but drew back his hand, and licked his fingers sanly,nly,tasting the blood and tears; so sweet and satifying.
" You have no where to go, do you?"
He commented, smirking more, as he looked to her. She remained quiet, curled up to herself, clutching at her wing. He stood back up, eyes still glued to her, as he licked his lips from the taste. He could take her now,but it would be all to easy; besides, he liked struggle.
" Get up."
His voice was hard. She raised her head, and looked to him silently,unmoving.
" GET UP!"
He yelled. She hesitated, as she stood unsteadily, her body shaking, trying to stay upright. He watched her,mildly amused. He moved to her, seeing her eyes widen as he did so, and picked up this light, weak creature, and carried her bridal style. Her heart raced as she looked to him, meeting his stare, as he burried his face in her hair for a moment again, breathing in the intoxicating scent. She merely trembled in response, wondering what e was he was going to do with her, and where he might take her to.
She closed her burning eyes, tears leaking from the corner. He slid his tounge across her cheek, and pressed his lips to her unwilling ones. She made a muffled cry, that he surpressed with his forceful lips, then drew away with a devious grin, as he looked to her confused and fearful expression.She wasn't quite sure what had just happened.
He chuckled to himself,as he looked back up, walking down the ally between both stone buildings. Midway down, he pressed against a door, and creaked it open, and it gave way to dark room. He could tell she was frightened,holding close to him.
He flicked a light switch, as it proved no more light then before. The room was dim, the light casting yellowish shadows across the room, the light located in the corner.He sat her down on his black leather couch, and went about lighting some candles, to provide more efficent light. He turned back to the poor, huddled up creature. She would learn to get use to him; eventually. He let out a short sigh, at her battered body, and walked back to her, picking her up lightly in his arms once more, looking down to her.
" You'r a mess."
He mumbled,as he walked down a narrow hall, and to the second door, on the left.
" W-where-"
She started to ask,as he opened the door, and turned on the light,this one no brighter, but it was fine for a smr ror room. There was a large bath tub, the size of two hot spas, to their left, and to the right, was a ceramic sink, and a toilet. HE sat her down carefully on the counter conjoining the sink, and ran the water in the bath.
"I'm going to clean you up a bit, your not even fit for dogs"
He said harshly , without turning around.He ran his fingers under the ater,finding a perfect temp.-Not to hot,but comfortably warm. As he waited for it to fill, he looked back to her, as he stood before her now. All that he could see she was wearing, was that thin,little white,bloodstained dress. He couldnt control his grin.
He picked her up carefully, and set her down slowly into the water, with little resistance. He turned the water off, looking at the steamy mist above the water's surface.He took off his cloak, followed by his shirt and pants,before stepping into the water as well. As he expected, she had moved back into the corner; the farthest she could get away from him.
Covered now by the water, he slipped of fhis boxers, and set them over the edge of the black,stoney gray colored marble tub. He glanced to her,her eyes staring at him, lookig at his now revealed face. Cold , grey eyes, and long silver hair, that flowed to the small of his back. She was looking directly at thoese stone eyes, thinking she swore they were red before.
She closed her own for a moment, her body relaxing from the warmth and calm of the soothing bath water. He pressed through the water toward her, his motions alerting her, as she opened her golden eyes to see him infront of her. Her body looked so soft, that dress unforgiving, showing all of her features under the water. He brought his eyes away from her body, and to her eyes. He put his hands on her shoulders...pulling her forward and slipping behind her warm, soft body, and...(To be contined by demand only! Please rate and review...Hint: ITS GETTIN GOOD next chapter.)