THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I MASTURBATE IN THE DARK ALL AFTERNOON LONG. >:O



The Insatiable: IT IS SMALL, LITHE; IT QUIVERS IN OUR WARM CLUTCH. ITS BODY IS CLEANLY; ITS THIGHS SOFT; ITS NEC-TAR PLEAS-ANT; MAY WE TASTE IIIT?

The Cursed: I can't say I didn't notice the same about him when I too examined him! XD

The Insatiable: *it brought Akira to what was an ethereal and most lethally endowed jaw, its snout taking in his scent as the Lost Angel purred in a tone of a monsterously deep contentment*

The Blessed: I don't think that Her Grace would even approve of this. :V

The Loathesome: Ah don't think she would maind. *she chirped* 'Sides, he's a cute little nuggle...^^

The Cursed: If anything, we could help him to...relax a bit more, you know... ;3

The Blessed: By what means? :V

The Insatiable: *it turned what was its head to her* Blessing...

The Blessed: What? :V

The Insatiable: May we slather its testes...?

The Blessed: *she takes a brief moment to gather her thoughts...* ...WHAT?!?!

The Insatiable: It clenches itself in our peace; I love iiit...

The Loathesome: Aww... *as she reared her head back slightly* Ain't you a sweetie.^^

The Cursed: He does become rather peaceable when he thinks of the likes of us...

The Blessed: *to Cursed* So you would CONSENT to this madness?!

The Cursed: Easy now... Easy...

The Blessed: ...

The Cursed: We love him, Renewal. He's a rather interesting little subject, and The Insatiable only wishes to further extend his comfort.

The Blessed: How REPULSIVE!

The Loathesome: *as her voice had become more eloquent* Paradise would not exactly oppose our sentiment, you know...

The Blessed: And why not? :V

The Cursed: *to The Blessed* Not all of us share the needless tension with which you so boldly deny yourself. *he motioned what was his head over to Akira, who rested in The Insatiable's gentle clutches* He truly loves us more than you are willing to realize... *as his eyes fell upon Akira* He is a small thing, righteous and giving in his soul. What better way to express Mother Creation's love for him than to grant him the highest joys a mortal can experience? I imagine that our Insatiable One only wishes to gratify these inherent desires of his to his own satisfaction.

The Blessed: Hmph.

The Loathesome: Be as you will, Renewal.

The Cursed: Look at him... *as he lowered what was the back of a blunt talon upon Akira's forehead, carefully stroking down his body in a gentle repitition* So small...and so very helpless. Does he not wet your palette?

The Blessed: !!!

The Loathesome: Such a beautiful little thing, full of exciteable emotion...

The Cursed: I do so wonder how it felt to him, tumbling about within the womb of The Insatiable...

The Loathesome: Helpless, devoid of control...

The Cursed: Confined...

The Loathesome: Accepted...

The Cursed: Taken...

The Loathesome: Surrounded...

The Cursed: I would've done no different.

The Blessed: o_o...

The Loathesome: What's stopping you now? ;3

The Insatiable: Mis-for-tune...

[convey the nature of a sex orgy between the angels that involves Akira being held in specific bodily places at specific times (starting off with one of the angels asking Insatiable to "lift a feral thigh..."), like "squeezed inside the anus/vagina of an angel while held there by a long, serpent like tongue," or that "he ends up in the middle of a french kiss between two angels, where he is held in the swallowing gulps of one angel's gullet by the other angel's tongue." Also convey how this orgy is brought to a halt...]

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It's also along the lines of how I came up with this: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4769498/



I'm thinking to expound on this further at some point.