azazelthewatcher

[azazelthewatcher]

His body temperature is way too high thanks to the hellfire in his veins. He hates days like that.

Maybe he should just sleep it off.

[azazelthewatcher]

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day and that means that many guys show up at his little jewelry shop to buy jewelry for their girlfriends and wives.

And sometimes even for their affairs.

Azazel especially enjoys selling charms to those cheaters to a horrendous price.

[azazelthewatcher]

What an exhausting day.

Good thing that coffee exists.

Not that there was proof yet, that caffeine had an effect on him at all.

[azazelthewatcher]

He has been gone for quite some time, but an unexpected message had brought him back.

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cosmicstardreamer​:

“That sure would be a dick move to hold something over your head years down the line after I said it would be on me. I’m not the type of person that does that.” She knows she’d hate it if someone did that to her. And she’d like to think despite him saying he’s not a good person that he wouldn’t do that to her either.

Hearing he liked spring was….rather cute. Spring was one of the more romantic seasons, or she thought so anyway, with the flowers that bloomed and the bright weather. It actually seemed….rather fitting for him. Why does she feel he’s more of a romantic than he lets on?

“I like to talk walks at night for that same reason - when the world is more quiet and nature can thrive more. Most people find nighttime to be scary, but I find it comforting. It’s like I can be the person I feel like most at night. I don’t have to hide behind a mask of how people expect me to be. I don’t have to push my energy. I can just….kinda exist. Does that make sense?”

She didn’t meant o get so deep again, but she feels he’d understand.

“As for colors well….mine I’m sure are pretty obvious.” As she motions to her black clothes and purple makeup. “Hmmm….what about scents? What things do you find you like to smell the most?”

You are talking to a fallen angel, my dear. ‘Dick Moves’ are my daily business.

Not, that Az planned on using them on Neff. But he was being a dick to humans on a regular basis. Especially those he did not like that dared to enter his shop.

It does, indeed. I know what you mean, I understand that feeling. It was similar for me, when I was still part of the Heavens. Once I started to question my being as an angel, walking with the others always forced me to wear a mask. To pretend that I was someone who I wasn’t.

I managed to stop doing that when I was sent to Earth, as a Watcher.

Which, ultimately, lead to his downfall, but that was another topic he was not getting into right now. After all, they were talking about the things they liked.

The clothes make it rather obvious what your favorite colors are, yeah.

The question about his favorite scent caught him off guard though. The first answer that comes to his mind is ‘iron’ and ‘fire’. But those are just the scents he is most familiar with.

The scent that he likes the most, though...

I guess that would be rain. The way the air smells when its raining is something that I do enjoy a lot.

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tximidity​:

‘I want you’. Azazel certainly knew how to charm him. Eagerly, Sullivan let his fork run through his meal, trying to control his blush since they were out in public. His ears felt hot, so he knew he was failing, the giddiness in his chest easily showing itself on his face. 

It made him pout a little bit, a soft huff there to follow. Perhaps he was a bit tipsy too, from his eager drinking. He hadn’t had wine that tasted that good, so he’d been much heavier handed than usual. 

“I-I’ll always be happy with you. And I want to keep your heart as warm as you make mine.” He answered sweetly, baby blues peeking up to his lover. It was hot in here. Was it hot or was it just him? “But–but I will find something that you sincerely want to do too–without my influence! Its my new mission!” A smile broke then, all before he had a bit too much sincerity to himself. 

“…I think I drank more than I should.” He felt a headache starting, finally reaching for his water. He had a terrible tolerance. “M-my cheeks feel warm. Am I red?” 

That sounds like a rather interesting mission indeed.

Sully was adorable, Azazel just couldn’t help it. He still did not shy away from the other, despite him being a fallen angel. He did not shy away when Azazel hinted how old he really was. Instead, Sully cared about Azazel, about his curiosity, about him learning something new.

About him, not being too hung up on Sully alone.

You are slightly blushing, yes. But it’s fine. You can drink as much as you want - I am driving, after all.

He did have something to drink to his meal as well, but as a supernatural being, the alcohol had hardly any effect at all. Not, that it would be a problem for him to drive his motorbike even if he was drunk. But even a fallen angel preferred to avoid encounters with the human police is possible.

Especially when he was out, on date night, with his boyfriend.

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Seeing Sully desire him so badly and even voicing the desire was a special kind of treat to him.

Having Sully allow him to take him as many times as he wanted to, to cum inside him as much as he desired to was amazing as well. Azazel had thought about opening up his shop later today.

Now he threw the thought of opening up at all out of the window.

There were more important things like making money for a fallen angel like him. And one of those ‘things’ was in his bed, with his rear up in the air and begging for Azazel to enter him. And oh, how could he deny his lover this request when he was shaking his hips so needy?

Azazel placed his big hands on Sully’s rear, spreading open the cheeks with a gentle pull. His dark eyes were shining with desire as he lined up the tip of his cock with Sully’s cute, little hole. Slowly, very slowly to savor the feeling Azazel started pushing inside.

Sully was tight. So fucking tight that it already squeezed the tip of his cock. A deep moan rolled from Azazel’s lips but he did not stop pushing inside. Sully was begging for him to go deeper, so there was no need to stop.

Can you take it though, my love? Can you take all of me inside you?

He pushed deeper inside the body of his lover, but stopped once he was halfway in. Sully was tight and the walls of his inside were squeezing down hard on Azazel. It was a wonderful feeling and the urge to thrust into the other one violently grew with each passing moment.

Azazel leaned closer to Sully, his chest almost touching Sully’s back. His hands had moved from Sully’s butt-cheeks to his soft hips, holding the other one in place. Sully’s body was shaking, but if Azazel wanted to go deeper he had to stop the other one from twitching to much.

A soft growl escaped his lips as he pushed forward hard, sinking himself deeper into Sully’s rear. His nails dug gently into the soft hips he was holding so tightly, the heat almost getting to his head.

God, why did Sully just feel so fucking good around him?

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cosmicstardreamer​:

“But would you really be indebted to me if I never expected anything in the first place? Debt only exists if you’re expected to give back for what you receive.”

Yes, she knows she’s just being a pain right now, but she also knows he doesn’t much mind her playful behavior. 

“This whole conversation was because you didn’t want to think of a birthday for yourself so we agreed to find a day to celebrate out friendship. And friends just…they help each other out. Unconditionally. Whatever I do for people I do out of the kindness of my own heart, not because I can get something out of it. Unless I’m like….lending a big chunk of money I’m gonna need back. Even then I’m the type of person that doesn’t mind spending a little extra money on people if it’s something I know for a fact they’ll enjoy.”

Ah, wait a minute.

“And since we’re on the topic, what do you enjoy? I know we talked about food already and your preference for savory over sweet. But like….do you have a favorite color? Favorite places you like to be? Guilty pleasure hobbies that I could totally enable by buying stuff for it when I’m out and about? You know…just asking the real questions here.”

Well, it would not be a debt if you do not ask of me anything now, but if, say, in ten years you need something and you come back like ‘Hey, remember that one time I removed that nightmare for you? I need something in return’ then that could be rather bothersome for me.

Her argument about how this whole discussion started - namely finding a day to celebrate their friendship - makes Azazel frown. Of course he knows how friendships work. That you do things for each other without asking for anything in return.

That is, actually, a rather good argument. Neff is a friend and he would do her a favor or two without asking anything in return as well.

Ah, yeah, the things I like. Well... I am not sure if it qualifies for a ‘guilty pleasure hobby’ but I guess it is rather uncommon for a fallen angel. I do like spring.

I like being outside, walking through nature when everything blooms. When there isn’t just green but a vast variety of colors, all over the place. I enjoy walking through nature, especially further away from cities where the animals are still mostly undisturbed by humans.

Those are also my favorite places. Places in natures, that are undisturbed by humans.

As for my favorite color... well, I do like dark colors like black or a beautiful,dark ruby.

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cosmicstardreamer​:

“Mmmm….I feel like you of all people will understand the complicated relationship humans have with faith. It’s either all or nothing with a good majority and because of that mindset they don’t understand what really goes into these things. We still need to hold some accountability for what we do that either gets us into or out of these situations. People who think just praying or surrounding themselves with crystals and sage is all it takes to get them out of whatever they’re not happy with are the ones that will find excuses and blame everything else except for their own actions. They want what they want, not what they need. I give what people need, so I’d rather not hear people complain that I ripped them off or anything, you know?”

“But like I said, if you want to ‘donate’ so to say, I won’t reject it. I just don’t expect that type of compensation.”

I see. Yeah, I understand now why you do not ask for payment. That could make things more complicated when people start to complain.

Azazel did indeed have his fair share of people, who came back to his shop to complain about magic crystals that the fallen angel had sold to them - that, in fact, were no magic crystals at all.

But Azazel was a fallen angel and a harsh person in general. He usually made a fool out of those people and shooed them away. He was aware of the fact, that he did lose costumers that way, but Azazel did not care about that at all.

Well, it’s good to know that you wouldn’t refuse my ‘payment’ if I offer some as compensation to you. I really do not like to be indebted to people.

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tximidity​:

He always felt so loved. Never could he doubt the affection that Azazel had for him. Honestly, sometimes he felt like it was too much, that he was spoiled in more ways than he could personally return. But he hoped he gave Az something to make their hearts equal. Enamored once more, he was playing with his wine glass a little before returning to his sips on it, eyes peeking up to get another glimpse at the other’s smile. 

It was such a rarity to see. Perhaps that made it all the more special when he was the one who garnered it. All the promises for excitement together too. It was more than his heart was ready to handle. 

“I-I can’t wait then. We’ll go in the fall. October maybe? The leaves will be really pretty if we go out in the woods then…” Those vibrant orange and yellows would look nice. The thought of a warm fire and treats just added to his joy. 

‘Is there anything you want to do though? Whether that be while we camp or just in general? You’re always very willing to follow what I want, n-never really mention your own things.” 

Because there aren’t many things that I’d wanna do, Sully. I have lived such a long life and I have seen so many things already, my curiosity about new things has died down a long time ago.

But it grows again, when I am with you. When you tell me of the things you want to experience together with me. It sounds so sweet from your lips, so tempting. I find myself getting excited, you know?

It was why Azazel went along with all the plans that Sully made. All the things he wanted to see, he wanted to experience, Azazel would be there with him. Because aside from enjoying new things in general, the smile on Sullivan’s lips and the glimmering of his eyes when he got excited was even more adorable.

Don’t worry to much about what I want. What I want is easy: I want you.

I want you to be happy and to smile a lot. I want to fill your life with wonderful things, with warmth and affection. If I can do that, then I am already happy.

[azazelthewatcher]

Got all the replies out in only 45 minutes and I have to admit, I am shocked.

I did not expect Az to be so cooperative today...

(Especially considering that lately I only wrote as Kakashi Hatake in German lol)

//Popping in here to let you guys know: yes, I am still alive.

Yes, I am aware that I have replies to write.

But unfortunately, RPing in English is hard lately. I started to RP with an old friend in my native language again and with how stressful my life is lately, it is a lot easier for me not to write in English…

I will though try and get all your replies out this weekend!

So uh… I am sorry if I might be slow with writing, but I really have problems about how to English lately.

[azazelthewatcher]

tximidity​:

“D-did I cause trouble?” Not that he demanded that Azazel tell him anything when it happened. Az had done it by his own choice. But he’d had for him to be punished because of him–by someone as powerful as the devil. He didn’t have to be educated on it to know he was feared for his strength. 

He accepted the wine in his glass, sipping it slowly. He wasn’t too fond of the wine he’d previously tasted. This seemed smoother though, sweeter. It wasn’t too bad. He found himself sipping a little more eager than usual, half forgetting his low tolerance for alcohol. He was caught worrying about Az until thankfully the lighter topic of camping distracted him. He was beaming once more. 

“Never? Then we have something we can experience together!?” He was admittedly excited to hear that there was something that him and Az could both experience together for the first time. He had been around for so many years that such a thing was rare. He bounced a bit in his chair thinking about it. “So we’ll get a cabin in the woods. Um, s’mores. And–oh! Can we watch the sunrise together? I know I’m hard to wake up in the morning, b-but I’ll get up for that, I promise!” 

He felt like he wanted to go right now. Just immediately share it with him. But he did his best to be patient. Oh but he was so excited. “I know it’s a little chillier but maybe if we bundle up we can go despite Fall coming? I don’t want to have to wait till Summer…” 

“You can keep me warm?” 

A soft laughter escaped his lips as Sully immediately worried for Azazel. Leave it to him to worry about a supernatural being instead of his own mundane self.

You did not cause me trouble, no. Neither do you stop me from my duty on Earth, nor are you ratting me out to the Heavens. My Lord does not care about what I do on Earth as long as I do not disappoint him.

And me being with you is not something that could disappoint him.

Azazel did drink slower than Sully did, simply because he was used to drinking wine. To the etiquette that was behind it. As the General he was often invited to banquets and dinner parties hosted by Lucifer himself, so he knew how to properly behave. How to act like a gentleman, like royalty even if he had to.

Even if titles like these were nothing that mattered to him, at all.

There was so much excitement, not only in the glow of Sullivan’s face but also in his words, his voice. To Azazel, the idea of camping together hadn’t been anything special. He had camped outside a lot, many decades ago. Sure, back then it had been a different kind of camping, but still.

Yet, seeing Sullivan’s excitement and the happiness that it brought to him also sparked a little fire inside Azazel’s chest. He couldn’t help it but smile, a little more even than he had before.

Of course I can keep you warm.

I will always keep you warm, my love. And we can do all of those things you want. Watching the sunrise together, eating smores. You name it, and we will do it.

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He would have prepares Sullivan a little bit longer, teased him a little bit more but his beloved suddenly started to move. Not that cute squirming he did when Azazel made him feel especially good with his fingers or his mouth, no. He was trying to get away from Azazel’s fingers, was trying to rearrange himself. It was rare for Sully to be this determined, to follow up with his words and so Azazel did not dare to interrupt him.

He removed his fingers carefully and watched as Sully shifted position, his chest almost down on the bed, probably because of his shaking arms but his rear up and ready for Azazel to mount him.

A deep growl left his throat as he pushed himself up, positioning himself behind his lover’s rear. How could he hold back when Sully was presenting himself so nicely? The throbbing in his cock also told him to hurry up, to finally enter this beautiful young man who offered himself so willingly to the fallen angel.

Azazel pushed down the fabric of their shorts in order to free them both of the bothersome material. Then he leaned closer, his cock rubbing teasingly against Sully’s entrance.

You look so beautiful right now, you know that? You make my blood boil, even worse than the Hellfire does. I want to thrust into you so badly...

But he didn’t. Not because he did not want to, not because he enjoyed teasing Sully, no. He had properly prepared Sully but he had to prepare himself too. And so he kept whispering into Sully’s ear while he coated his erection in enough lube to not hurt his partner.

I don’t know if making you cum once will be enough, you know? I don’t know if cumming inside you once will be enough. I want to fill you up to the brim, I want to make all of your body mine. To leave my mark inside you.

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cosmicstardreamer​:

“Oh, well, actually…”

“I do these things for free. It’s not the type of job that brings in income, but more of a sense of purpose kind of job. I was given these abilities to help others, so…I guess that’s just my payment. Being able to help others. So..uh…no need to stab anyone, I promise.”

She’s gotta keep in mind never to tell him about what happened with her ex. Anyone else she’s told was upset enough to offer to beat him up, but having someone like Azazel find out? Well….

“Anyway, that said, if you do ever decide to take me up on my offer and want to pay me for it somehow, I won’t say no. We’ll figure something out, but it doesn’t have to be anything big. I’d honestly even prefer that.”

For free? Sure, you must jest, my dear.

Considering how many humans show up in my shop, asking for magic jewelry that will protect them, I assumed that your service must pay rather well with them.

It wasn’t as if Azazel would give those humans that kind of jewelry that they desired, but it did make a nice income if you sold them your normal rose quartz for double the price, simply because you let them believe that it would help them with their love life.

If you really manage to get rid of my nightmare, I can assure you that I will pay you highly. Mine is not just some common dream as you probably already assumed. My nightmares are part of my punishment sent by my Maker themselves.

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erratiomerula​:

            It’s a whirlwind of feeling as if every touch and every moment is going by too rapidly, while also managing to somehow creep to a crawl. Azazel has touched her in many ways before, testing the waters, but she’s always been shielded by layers of clothes until now. Hellfire runs in his veins, and she wonders if maybe that’s why his fingers exploring her sides and abdomen feel so warm, or if the rising temperature of her own body has a bigger role to play.

           Her eyes flutter open with a renewed sense of confusion as the ravenette slowly withdraws again, but the cool air that seeps under the opening he’s created answers it just as quickly as the chill makes her shudder. Unsure of her words as she is, Ichika can only offer a nod as she pulls her arms back through thick sleeves and eases the hoodie over her head.

            Reluctant as her embarrassment may make her, as soon as the article of clothing is removed to allow cool air over her skin, she’s appreciative of the fallen’s body heat. She’s never been in front of a man in nothing but her bra before, but the hunger in his eyes doesn’t make her repulsed or afraid. She doesn’t have sharp curves of completely toned muscles, but it doesn’t seem as if she needs to be afraid for his approval.

            His dark eyes linger over her figure for a moment, relief flooding her when his lips return to the sensitivity he’d already found around her neck. “ Azazel… ” His name slips from her lips like liquid turpentine, her hands returning to the slow exploration of every dip and scar below her fingertips. “ Do I suit you? ” The hunger in his eyes said plenty, but she wanted to hear him speak it.

It amuses him to see her flushed face, to see her nod at his rather innocent request. To see her pull her arms back through the thick sleeves of her hoodie. He would not have assumed, that she would take off her protective layers of clothes so easily. Would not have thought that she would trust him so quickly.

He does not hold back the hunger in his eyes as her body is bared in front of her. Sure, she’s not entirely free of clothing just yet, but what he sees now is already more than he has seen before. The curves of her body, the color of her skin.

It is fueling his hunger. He feels like starving.

Azazel is back on her neck a moment later, his lips gently caressing her skin in order to distract her from his fingers, that once more trail down her sides. This time, there is no fabric to distract him. This time it is her shape that he feels, her curves, her body.

Azazel stops as she asks him if she suits him. A soft laugh leaves his lips.

Suit me? Oh, Ichika...

He pushes his arm under her back and pulls her closer, pressing his body hard against hers. Letting her feel the arousal that runs through his body, the heat of his skin and the rather pressing issue in his pants.

You have no idea, my lovely priestess, how much you suit me...

[azazelthewatcher]

cosmicstardreamer

[[ oh gosh sounds like you've had a time!!! No worries friend you take care of yourself and do what you need to do to have as much of a stress free life as possible! 💜 ]]

The vacation was amazing and the Covid-infection afterwards was not that bad, really. But my colleagues were like “NOOOO you were gone three weeks already YOU CANNOT ADD ANOTHER TWOOO!!” :’> They are quite happy that I am back :D

[azazelthewatcher]

//Popping in here to let you guys know: yes, I am still alive.

Yes, I am aware that I have replies to write.

But unfortunately, RPing in English is hard lately. I started to RP with an old friend in my native language again and with how stressful my life is lately, it is a lot easier for me not to write in English...

I will though try and get all your replies out this weekend!

So uh... I am sorry if I might be slow with writing, but I really have problems about how to English lately.