Tainted Angel

From Jace's point of view

I mind my own business, okay? I really do. I might be a demon. I might stir the pot sometimes but for the most part I keep my nose out of other people's business.

See that's why I was so confused when I got kidnapped. Like as far as demons go I'm a pretty nice guy.

So anyway I was having a whole ass normal day. Minimal stirring of the pot. I promise I was a good boy today. But anyway my ass was dusted. Which sounds like cleaning but it's not. Those damn angels can knock us demons out with dust.

So anyway after I got dusted I woke up in this awfully damn shiny place. Like I'm all for having light but do you need the whole ass sun in your house.

Well then I guess the bitch who kidnapped me is the person roaming around this place.

He smiles at me, "ah you're awake. Good."

I huff, "what the hell do you want?"

He comes closer his wings folded behind in slight perfection. I move back just now realizing my body isn't bound.

He gently holds out his hand, "don't be scared demon. I didn't bring you here to harm you."

I stand. I'm a lot taller than him. He spreads his wings a little and flies up. He grabs my horns. I try to buck him but he has a firm grip.

He strokes my horns softly, "don't be so aggressive. I just want to have some fun."

He maintains a pure image even when I know his intentions are anything but. I kneel back down. I am not in my element and it is not good idea to try to fight here.

He strokes my horns more, "these are very nice."

I blush a little. Why am I blushing? I'm a demon. I mean I literally watch other people have sex all the time. But watching is a lot different than doing.

I keep my hands to myself. I know if I touch him I might burn him.

He looks at me, "would you like to ruin my body demon boy?"

Part of me would like that. Cause this man to be an outcast among his kind. But the other part of me. The part that has always been nice says not to. He looks at my red skin.

I'm a fire demon. But there is different divisions of us. If I wouldn't have developed my fire powers I definately would have been a spirit demon. They are closer to angels then demons. My personality aligns more with them though. The fire demons are trouble starters and well I'm a lot more peaceful.

He holds out his hand, "I'm not sure if I can touch you or not. I used levitation to get you here."

I move away, "you'll get hurt if you do. You probably shouldn't."

But it's too late his hand is resting on my arm. Steam rises from our bodies.

He smiles, "ice angel."

There's a small turning point in me. The fire demon instincts I suppose. I grab his throat and slam him onto the floor. His wings flutter like he wants to get away but my hand holds him in place.

I lean down close to his face, "if only you could dust me. But you can't because I'm stronger than you. You are such a dirty angel. Does your kind know you like to get fucked by demons? Are you the disappointment of the group?"

He flutters more, "stop speaking so harshly to me."

I rip his clothes off and admire his body but only for a second. He is well built. His body has small snow flake tattoos all over. Some in small swirl patterns. Others in just random places. His hair has soft ice blue tips. Probably dyed but it's tasteful.

I growl low, "I'm gonna move my hand. You don't move."

I take my clothes off. I move my hand into his hair. I roughly move him to a table that I bend him over.

I spit on my fingers and rub it on his hole slow. Demon spit has many properties. He will get high from it and he will also feel amazing. It helps when you are eating something if it doesn't feel pain.

I shove my whole dick in him. He moans but it is to be expected. I thrust into him hard and fast. Demons can cum multiple times in a row and I don't know if he can handle it. I gently grip his wings and pound.

I lean my head back, "you like that tainted angel boy? You like my dick?"

He doesn't answer and it pisses me off. I roll him onto his side. I grip his leg, pounding into him more.

I grab his cock, "do you like my dick?"

I lean my head back again and cum. I keep thrusting, triggering my second orgasm. I stroke his cock. I keep my thrusts slow until I cum a third time. My seed is dripping out of him. I still keep my eyes up towards the ceiling feeling good. He cums. Good, he deserves pleasure from it too.

I gently pull out, "you feel better, you dirty angel?"

My eyes drift back down to him. His wings are dark and iridescent now. He avoids my curious eyes.

I grab his chin, "what happened?"

He looks away as much as he can, "you... uhhh accidentally, assuming that you didn't do it on purpose, bonded me to you."

I look at him, "what do you mean bonded you to me?"

He sits up, "I am yours now. And I can't try to harm you in any way. Also we can't be separated or... I'll die."