#dangertitslute

[themosthatedbeingg]

{ Hail Satan spin off one shot- closed thread}

@danger-tits-lute

In the end nothing could and would stop him from doing what needed to be done, she was warned and then ordered to stop and she ignited everyone even the highest order, she caused her own fate, he felt no sympathy for her , he was simply protecting his family from a deranged and rabid animal, that deserved to be put down .

In the end this was a mercy putting the suffering animal out of its misery, how anyone else could have let it go on this long was beyond him.

Lute wanted death and he would grant her that death, but it wouldn’t be swift or painless no she lost that right the moment she set her eyes on his daughter .

For now he let the lightbringer burn her soul, letting her feel the judgment that he still had the authority to carry , the one sign that his father truly hadn’t abandon him yet, the flames of his sword hotter then any hell or holy fire created save for the sword his brother carried.

Once he was satisfied she wouldn’t be coming back from this he gripped the pommel and pulled his blade out of her chest , whipping it to the side to cleanse her blood off of it before sheathing it.

“You brought this upon on yourself.. although I expect this is what you were wanting all along to die here alone .”

[voxnetwork]

@danger-tits-lute liked for an Xmas Starter.

"Don't know why that douche Nozzle gets his own day. So he turned water into wine and walked on water. I can do that, too." Adam grumbled out as he looked out the window of his Penthouse apartment down to the city center where everyone was setting up for Christmas day.

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@danger-tits-lute

Rating the Muse:

Harbinger Alastor - Unholy Crusade verse

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Would they date them: yes | no

Favorite thing about them: "She's tough, I'll give her that, but she has to be in her cycle, she deals with Adam."

Least favorite thing about them: "I do believe....she's been given the worst in her deal, and Father's assurance that it's detrimental to the cycles...well I just don't agree with that. I feel for her. It's very sad."

[original-dickmaster]

@danger-tits-lute

Having finished up his training for the day, he glanced over the others as they picked up and began to take leave from the area, his surveying only pauses when taking notice of Lute and her sparring partner who were still going at it without turning down that intensity she was well known for. And so he walks over, watching for the right opportunity to grab her attention.

"Yooo, danger-tits, lookin' hot af out there! I'd say keep it up but it's waaay past break time. So, chop-chop!" he clapped his hands along with his words. "Let's go grab a bite, I'm fuckin' starved!"

Being the Archangel in charge as the Commander of Heaven's Exorcist Army, Adam enjoyed calling the shots, sure they had work to do but he got to feel important, deciding the schedule, being able to give the commands and have them immediately obeyed. None of the exorcists ever gave him any flack or grief over it, they were literally the fuckin' best thing to happen to him while in Heaven.

[voxnetwork]

Adam was always a loud mouth, speaking out before even thinking. After all, he was the first man. He could do anything. Nothing could go wrong, but with everything happening with Hell lately, it was getting to him. They could be killed, and that scared him.

This time, when they were alone, he could have all those walls he built around himself down, and he could just not think. He could have peace.

He was relaxed, feeling her preen the feathers from his wings, something he found comfort in, his wing fluttering every so often as she began to make them feel better.

He was zooned out as she began to groom his hair, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the feeling of her fingers in his hair. He let out a small, pleasant hum as he leaned back into her.

@faithcorrupted

It wasn't often that Adam was silent, but one of those rare times was preening day. Lute meticulously ran her fingers through his large wings, plucking loose feathers and rolling new pin feathers that were ready to emerge between the tips of her fingers. It was a very long task with his wingspan but a relaxing one, and it was Lute's favorite activity aside from wiping out hordes of sinners.

There was one thing that she typically didn't do, however, and she tilted her head curiously when the thought came to mind. Why had she never groomed that before? Her fingers moved to the mess of fluffy hair on his head, running her fingers through it to check for tangles like she did for the pile of fluffy down surrounding her. It couldn't be much different than preening wings, right?

She was so focused on her job that she never even thought to ask him or say anything at all. He suddenly just felt her long, slim fingers trailing through his ashy brown strands in the name of bird-like bonding.

[themosthatedbeingg]

{ Has absolutely no idea what Charlie and Lute are fighting about }

[the-dark-adam]

Adam felt the yank of his coat as he was pulled up into the doorway and a weapon pressed at his throat. Surely this wasn’t the way to end things on Sinsmas. Not this time?

he smirked a little and replied “damn, you’re hot when you’re mad at us.” And pressed his lips to hers, hopefully throwing her whole game.

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She didn't care if it was a holiday for the vile sinner scum in hell. Extermination was extermination, and she was going to do her job no matter what day it was. She sliced through two more as she looked up to see movement inside a nearby building.

As she entered she took slight notice of uncannily normal decorations set up in a theme she would see akin to Christmas in Heaven. It creeped her out a little to think sinners could have this kind of festivity in such a shitty, tortorous place, but she was torn from those thoughts by another quick movement which she quickly reached out and grabbed with her hand.

Right underneath a doorway to the next room she pulled whatever unlucky bastard she managed to get hold of and pull him toward her, sword up, threateningly.

"Any last words, scum? Better say them quickly before I slice your head right off your body."

[voxnetwork]

Adam looked down at her as she bounced or more like her breast as they bounced. It wasn't often that anyone saw this side of her. The happy, non murderous side of her, and while he loved that side of her, he loved this carefree side as well. Not that he would ever actually say that.

He had convinced himself that love was a weakness. After everything that happened, his two wives he refused to love, but there was something different about Lute. She was loyal and generally made him happy but that word would never cross his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get changed so I can this over with." Adam turned around and walked to his bedroom. It was a mess, but he could easily find his outfit that he wore in public, mask included.

Teeth squeezed her lower lip in anticipation as he spent a few moments to contemplate, hands roaming underneath her shirt again. She made no effort to deter them, instead enjoying the feeling of his caaloused fingers grazing her midrift. Honey eyes searched him, her breath soft and shallow as she agonized over his oncoming answer. When his eyes finally caught and held hers, gold reflecting gold, he conceeded.

Her smile widened into an excited display of emotion usually unseen by her as she giddily bounced up and down, laughter ringing in the otherwise empty apartment. It looks like she was going to have to have enough cheer for both of them, but this was a start! She didn't care how much he complained as long as he went.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

[voxnetwork]

"For such an amazing place, Heaven can sure be a bore." Adam said as he walked over to the kitchen and placed the presents on the bench. Sex was a wonderous thing, and yet it had to be considered a sin out of wedlock. So, of course, Heaven didn't have any sex stores, though he still held out hope.

His mood instantly improved when she spoke about taking things off her. "Later? why not now?" He questioned as he leaned over and pulled at her shirt in an attempt to take it off.

"The only way a tree is getting put up in this place is when you put it up." He told her as he continued to attempt at getting her naked.

Fumbling her keys just a little while she balanced her pile of gifts, she finally heard it slot into the keyhole and turned to unlock it, pushing the door open with her foot. She was greeted with his impatience at being ignored but stood up to help her even with his typical grinchy attitude.

"Yea, I couldn't really reach my phone and you know there aren't." She set the remaining packages and bags on the kitchen counter. "But.... there might be something you can take off me later."

She looked around once her hands were free, shoulders dropping with with a ghost of a pout and a sigh at the realization of...

"No tree? Really? Where am I supposed to put all these?"

[voxnetwork]

It didn't take long for the first man to get changed into his regular outfit that he wore around heaven. He saw no reason to dress up warm, they were in heaven, the weather never changed.

"Yeah, sure, cold." He said with a small laugh, not believing her as he exited his room, grabbing his mask as he did so. "We're in Heaven Babe, something has to be seriously wrong if it's getting cold."

He walked over to her, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her in close. "So how about a kiss before we leave?"

Teeth squeezed her lower lip in anticipation as he spent a few moments to contemplate, hands roaming underneath her shirt again. She made no effort to deter them, instead enjoying the feeling of his caaloused fingers grazing her midrift. Honey eyes searched him, her breath soft and shallow as she agonized over his oncoming answer. When his eyes finally caught and held hers, gold reflecting gold, he conceeded.

Her smile widened into an excited display of emotion usually unseen by her as she giddily bounced up and down, laughter ringing in the otherwise empty apartment. It looks like she was going to have to have enough cheer for both of them, but this was a start! She didn't care how much he complained as long as he went.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

[voxnetwork]

Adam didn't let her swatting away his hands deter him as his large hands went right back to attempting to take off her clothes. "Well, that's stupid. How am I meant to take it off to you if it's not on you."

He froze as she brought up going out to buy a tree, and he let out a groan, his hands dropping after he managed to get part of her shirt unbutton and off her shoulder.

"That's not what i meant." He groaned out, knowing that she wouldn't give up. This was the only time of year that they had a disagreement about anything. "I'm not getting anything to celebrate that fuckers birth."

Fumbling her keys just a little while she balanced her pile of gifts, she finally heard it slot into the keyhole and turned to unlock it, pushing the door open with her foot. She was greeted with his impatience at being ignored but stood up to help her even with his typical grinchy attitude.

"Yea, I couldn't really reach my phone and you know there aren't." She set the remaining packages and bags on the kitchen counter. "But.... there might be something you can take off me later."

She looked around once her hands were free, shoulders dropping with with a ghost of a pout and a sigh at the realization of...

"No tree? Really? Where am I supposed to put all these?"

[voxnetwork]

Was Adam egotistical enough to have a tree with decorations with his face all over it? Yes, he was, and Lute knew that and used that to her advantage. He just looked at her, ready to say no. He was ready to stand by his word until she used one thing that he really couldn't say no to. Her body.

His hands rested on her waist, his hands moving under her shirt, and his fingers traced over her skin. His eyes met hers, and he sighed. "Fine, but I'm not going to be happy about it."

Fumbling her keys just a little while she balanced her pile of gifts, she finally heard it slot into the keyhole and turned to unlock it, pushing the door open with her foot. She was greeted with his impatience at being ignored but stood up to help her even with his typical grinchy attitude.

"Yea, I couldn't really reach my phone and you know there aren't." She set the remaining packages and bags on the kitchen counter. "But.... there might be something you can take off me later."

She looked around once her hands were free, shoulders dropping with with a ghost of a pout and a sigh at the realization of...

"No tree? Really? Where am I supposed to put all these?"

[voxnetwork]

From as far up as he was, the first man couldn't see Lute walking through the front door of the building. He had been wondering where she was and had left a few dozen voice memos asking when she was going to get here cause he was getting bored.

He tended to lock himself away from the crowds this time of year, but it was mainly because he couldn't stand seeing Jesus moving around like he was some kind of hero.

He collapsed back on his couch. All he was wearing was a pair of boxers, deciding there was no point in putting on clothes if he wasn't leaving the confines of his own home.

"Finally." He stated when he heard the door open, knowing there was only one person who had the key to his apartment. "What took you so long?" He questioned, looking over to her and glancing over the bags and boxes she carried. "There better be at least one sex toy in there. Preferably one I can use on you."

Adam stood up and walked over to her, taking some of the bags from her. "So this is why you wouldn't answer."

@danger-tits-lute liked for an Xmas Starter.

"Don't know why that douche Nozzle gets his own day. So he turned water into wine and walked on water. I can do that, too." Adam grumbled out as he looked out the window of his Penthouse apartment down to the city center where everyone was setting up for Christmas day.

[voxnetwork]

"It's good, not as good as sex though." Adam replied back to her as he settled back into her. His hands went to her thighs and gave them a light squeeze before rubbing them slightly.

The first man tilted his head back and looked up at Lute, his Lieutenant, his trusted advisor, and the women he would be lost without. She was the only one he trusted, the only one he had cared for.

He watched her as she concentrated on his hair, and a small smile formed on his face. He was lucky to have her.

@faithcorrupted

It wasn't often that Adam was silent, but one of those rare times was preening day. Lute meticulously ran her fingers through his large wings, plucking loose feathers and rolling new pin feathers that were ready to emerge between the tips of her fingers. It was a very long task with his wingspan but a relaxing one, and it was Lute's favorite activity aside from wiping out hordes of sinners.

There was one thing that she typically didn't do, however, and she tilted her head curiously when the thought came to mind. Why had she never groomed that before? Her fingers moved to the mess of fluffy hair on his head, running her fingers through it to check for tangles like she did for the pile of fluffy down surrounding her. It couldn't be much different than preening wings, right?

She was so focused on her job that she never even thought to ask him or say anything at all. He suddenly just felt her long, slim fingers trailing through his ashy brown strands in the name of bird-like bonding.