[There sure is a part of him that's hesitating—he doesn't want Izumi hurt, but moreover, he absolutely cannot be the one to hurt him. The longer this goes on—the more miniscule steps his core takes to realigning and repairing itself—the stronger that feeling becomes.
But the defiance that defined him for two millennia is just as strong; with Izumi's words, that part of him roars back to life, and he smirks coolly down at the human beneath him as he holds his legs open.]
Very well, then. If you think you can handle an archangel, then I'll teach you firsthand that you're wrong.
[A quick movement to shove his leggings down to below his knees, and then Sandalphon thrusts into him to the hilt in one go, sucking in a breath through his teeth. This is—to his knowledge—his first time doing this, but much as he'd like a moment or two to adjust to the intensity of being inside him, if he lets Izumi catch him slipping it'd be his loss. So he wastes no time in setting a hard, fast rhythm to his hips, gazing down at Izumi with fire and spite in his half-lidded eyes.]
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But the defiance that defined him for two millennia is just as strong; with Izumi's words, that part of him roars back to life, and he smirks coolly down at the human beneath him as he holds his legs open.]
Very well, then. If you think you can handle an archangel, then I'll teach you firsthand that you're wrong.
[A quick movement to shove his leggings down to below his knees, and then Sandalphon thrusts into him to the hilt in one go, sucking in a breath through his teeth. This is—to his knowledge—his first time doing this, but much as he'd like a moment or two to adjust to the intensity of being inside him, if he lets Izumi catch him slipping it'd be his loss. So he wastes no time in setting a hard, fast rhythm to his hips, gazing down at Izumi with fire and spite in his half-lidded eyes.]
Don't you dare break.