yanderebitchclub | ( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

[ and down he falls, teeth gritting at the foot on his back. if anything, he's more upset than afraid right now, from the confirmation that sandalphon has somehow forgotten him, that he'd say something like that about lucifer of all people. on one hand, izumi would be better off knowing less about sandalphon's lingering feelings for a man who's no longer on this world, but it's still a low blow regardless.

he's shaking, both in anger and in sheer fright. because who wouldn't, in this position? izumi's only mortal, after all. but he takes a deep breath, tries to clear his mind, and when he speaks there's a tiniest hint of a tremble in his calm, determined voice. ]

... I'm begging you to come back to your senses. Please.

[ he has to. izumi's very stubborn about this; he doesn't want to believe the fact that sandalphon's become a completely different person after everything they've been through. it only means that izumi's failed him. ]

Edited 2020-03-03 15:41 (UTC)

[Sandalphon laughs, a harsh, bitter sound, and the sneer on his face is enough of an answer by itself. But he responds regardless:]

I assure you, I am fully in control of my faculties, mortal.

[It may be the only thing he's ever really had control of—his own anger.

He lifts his foot and nudges Izumi over onto his back. There's a thrilling rush that comes alongside this brazen display of power, of course, but there's something else, too...]

...I thought you had to be the one who freed me at first, but now that I've gotten a good look at you...I doubt you'd be able to make it to Pandemonium in the first place, let alone break out an archangel.

[While he talks, Sandalphon sinks to his knees, settling to straddle Izumi's hips, and looms over him, grasping his wrists to keep his arms held to the floor.]

Even so, you continue to act as though you know me...

[And yet, there's a pang of familiarity that Sandalphon can't deny, a fondness in his chest that keeps him from striking Izumi dead that he can't explain.]

...You've found me in something of a foul mood, so entertain me until it passes, if you're so desperate for my attention.

[He grinds his hips down on Izumi's. Normally he'd never think of doing this, especially not with a mortal he doesn't even know, but...exerting this kind of power over him is really turning him on.

He might not remember, but he still loves topping Izumi in the end.]

[ he lets sandalphon prattle on, his words going into one ear and out the next. izumi doesn't understand a single thing of what he's saying right now, even though he knows a bit of sandalphon's history back then: how he broke out of pandemonium to raise hell. but that's just it, isn't it? this sandalphon is the one who escaped the -- ]

A-Ahh...

[ his thoughts were cut off by sandalphon trying to get himself off on top of him. fuck, even like this, izumi still finds him hot, but it must be a good sign that sandalphon hasn't immediately killed him off yet. there's still hope that he can somehow bring back the angel he's come to love...

but in the end, sandalphon has a point. izumi knows nothing about him at all, after everything. ]

Do-- whatever you want to me. Just... ah, finish me off already.

[ despite his cock hardening beneath sandalphon's teasings. he cares so, so much, but he has to stay strong, in hopes that sandalphon will snap out of it soon. for now he averts his gaze from the stranger on top of him, resisting the urge to buck his hips up the way his sandalphon would've loved it. ]

Edited 2020-03-04 14:47 (UTC)

Mmm...

[Sandalphon is clearly enjoying Izumi's struggle not to react, a sadistic glimmer in his eye as he continues his teasing.]

You'd rather I kill you? That doesn't seem to be your honest reaction...

[If the hardness pressed against his ass is any indication, anyway. He grinds his hips down again, sighing in pleasure as he stokes the fires of his own arousal. While he's at it, he lets go of Izumi's wrists in order to rip his shirt open, and he wastes no time in exploring his bare chest with hands that don't recognize what they're touching.]

It's almost a shame. Someone as beautiful as you, a mere mortal...what is it that they say? Beauty is ephemeral? I might actually begin to believe that.

[Ugh, why is he so concerned about how attractive this human is? Anyone with eyes can see how handsome he is, but...why does he feel like he needs to talk about it?

Sandalphon's frustration at not understanding his own faint emotions means he lashes out at whatever is closest, and unfortunately for now that's Izumi. He nips at the pale expanse of his throat, leaving bite marks and hickeys in his wake, groping at his chest in a most unseemly manner. What is it about this mortal that makes Sandalphon want him so much? Why is he even doing this?

...No matter how much he thinks about it, he can't find an answer, but it feels so good to pursue this that he doesn't care. He can examine this later, after it's over; for now, he just wants to chase the chill traveling up his spine.]

[ if izumi's face isn't any redder from sandalphon grinding on his cock like this, he's definitely flushing from being calling beautiful. because even now, when sandalphon isn't being himself, he still thinks that a mere human like izumi is as handsome as ever. maybe that's why he doesn't want to kill him, but izumi would like to think that there's still some lingering affection in sandalphon's heart... and his dick, most likely. ]

A-At least you still have eyes...

[ he can't help but quip -- and he groans at the lips on his neck, dimly realizing that sandalphon had already left some marks on his neck prior to this. but with the way the archangel bites at his neck until he bleeds, it really is like having an unwanted affair with another man. ]

For all your big talk, I bet you're n-not used to touching someone like this, are you?

[ izumi wonders if sandalphon can feel how hard his heart is thumping in his ribcage despite his bravado, as familiar hands wander all over his body with the clumsy movements of a stranger. ]

That's... That's so sad. If only... ah, someone showed you how it's done.

[ it actually hurt saying those things, and it shows in izumi's wince; he was the one who taught sandalphon all he needed to know about affection, after all. a mere mortal like him had the upper hand, instead of the all-knowing supreme primarch at the time. ]

[In the time it takes to blink, Sandalphon's expression snaps from cocky and self-satisfied to sheer, unadulterated rage, punctuated by two blades of light manifesting and driving themselves into the ground on either side of them. Even his wings manifest, though only his original sparrow-pattern pair emerges.]

I suggest you keep your tongue if you don't want to lose your head!

[In retaliation, Sandalphon sinks his teeth into Izumi's shoulder so hard he effortlessly breaks the skin. He couldn't care less about how good his performance is, but it's nearly impossible to miss the meaning underneath—"if only someone had loved you."]

And I suppose you are used to it, then? Touching others like this? That says far more about you than it does about me, does it not?

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But also, what exactly does that say about Sandalphon, who despite everything hasn't stopped being horny either? In an effort to keep from thinking too much about it, Sandalphon simply shifts his focus, yanking Izumi's pants down to the middle of his thighs to stroke his cock. Of course he'd wanted to learn about this with someone he loved—of course he'd always wanted to be touched and adored and cared for! Who does this mortal think he is, blindly grasping for a vantage point and stabbing him right where he's weakest?]

Everything you say is nonsense, so you'd be better suited to simply whining like a beast!

[Izumi's Sandalphon liked to hear him whine, too, though it's difficult to tell whether that's what's going on here or not.]

[ izumi's head darts from either sword at either side, and he lets out a strangled cry at the bite, blinking back tears that threaten to well up. usually being threatened with your life would kill anyone's mood for sex, but his dick is rock-hard in sandalphon's head anyway.

and since izumi doesn't know when to shut up, he has to slide in one more comment. ]

Y-You... You have to do better than that...

[ any rational human being would've been terrified out of their own lives in this situation. but izumi, plain and ordinary as he truly is, can be immensely stubborn at times - but this is more than that. even back then, he doesn't want to let sandalphon know that he's weak, so right now he has to put up that facade - despite the stray tears in his eyes. the tremble in his hands, the rising tempo of his heartbeat.

still, he is human in the end, so he covers his eyes with his arm and thrusts his hips up to sandalphon's touch, because he may as well try to get off by himself. ]

[It takes a hot minute, but eventually Sandalphon's mood calms a bit, wings folding behind his back and blades shimmering away into nothing. He shifts his hips a bit to give himself easier access to Izumi's hard cock, laughing quietly to himself as his hips rise to meet his touch.]

Really...to think not even that would deter you...I'm the one who instigated it, but don't you think you're enjoying yourself too much...?

[His voice is gentle, but mocking, and the movement of his hand slows just a bit, finally hitting a proper rhythm rather than the haphazard tugging he'd been relying on.

Sandalphon's gaze falls back onto the bite wound he left on Izumi's shoulder, on the smear of blood going up his chin, and his expression hardens just a bit.]

...The color red...it suits you. Just like it suited him.

[That red ribbon he always wore...the blood of his fellow primals, in the rebellion. Sandalphon growls in irritation as memories of that time resurface, doing little to combat his arousal; rather, thinking of Lucifer in the same position as the human beneath him only gets him more excited. Frustration slithers its way back into his features, though he holds it back for now.]

...What's your name?

[He doesn't want to think of the one that keeps repeating in his head, an endless, terrible loop.]

I-Izu... mi.

[ so sandalphon doesn't remember him at all, huh... that confirms it. it leaves a crack in izumi's heart as he holds back the urge to cry, so no, he's absolutely not enjoying himself to the fullest. but he's an opportunist, so he may as well try to make himself feel good in a sexual way to keep himself from thinking about anything else. ]

I don't-... know who you keep m-mentioning, but... Let me take your mind off it, if you're th-that desperate.

[ the desperation is evident in his voice as well, reaching his hand to wrap sandalphon's hand in his, joining him in rubbing off his own cock. he'd rather just have sandalphon focus on him and him alone, rather than take it all out on him because he can't get to his original target.

in the end, sandalphon prefers to be with That Guy than him, doesn't he? no matter, because izumi's willing to start over from the beginning. ]

Desperate? Only one of us has resorted to touching himself.

[Still, he can't help but watch, tongue darting out to lick his lips. What a pleasing sight, someone so beautiful brought to his kind of low beneath him.

He leans down to kiss Izumi, all tongue and teeth, with none of the gentle affection usually present in his kisses. His hand on Izumi's cock keeps a torturously slow rhythm, and it looks like he has no intention of speeding up anytime soon; he slides off of Izumi's body to slip between his legs, his own arousal demanding attention.

Sandalphon pulls away, removing his hand from Izumi's leaking cock and pressing his fingers to his lips. If Izumi hesitates, Sandalphon has no problems prying his mouth open to force his fingers inside.]

If you're such an expert, you should know how to use your mouth, right? Demonstrate for me, then—how would you serve me, if this were something else?

[He presses down on Izumi's tongue, obviously angling for a physical response rather than a verbal one.]

[ even his kisses felt like it had come from a stranger. the slow strokes on his cock truly was torture, but he was so close to coming until sandalphon let go of his length, and he was only given a few seconds to catch his breath before sandalphon forces his mouth open to stick his fingers inside.

he gags a little at the intrusion, glaring at sandalphon despite his flushed cheeks. this position is less than compromising, but he doesn't mind giving sandalphon a little refresher in this department. so he closes his eyes, licks around sandalphon's fingers with soft sweeps of his tongue, not minding the taste of himself. he has to act like he wants this, that he's sucking sandalphon's dick instead, and the fact that he's lowkey liking this arrangement surprises him.

well, if this won't show how he's good at sucking cock, nothing will. he's even going to throw in some soft noises here and there as he starts becoming engrossed at licking his fingers - but he won't look at him. not now. ]

[Something about this...is off. But what is it? Sandalphon narrows his eyes, wondering what's missing here as he slowly pushes his fingers toward the back of Izumi's throat, curious to see just how much he's willing to take before biting. He's a primal beast, after all—even in the event he does some real damage, it'll just heal.

He realizes what it is after several long moments. Izumi isn't looking at him anymore, and while he doesn't know why exactly that matters, what's important is that it does. He's amazing with his tongue, and just thinking about it on his cock is making Sandalphon ache with need, but...if he isn't looking at him, then...

He spreads his fingers out, forcing Izumi's mouth open. Maybe that will get his attention.]

...You've done a fine job...it seems like you really are experienced, aren't you? In that case...shall we continue?

[It's more of a formality than anything that he's asking; he's more turned on than he can ever recall, so it would be a shame to stop. Especially when Izumi's been more or less compliant...]

Don't worry. I know you mortals are fragile, so I'll be careful with you. It would be a waste to break something so beautiful, after all...

[He pulls his hand back and uses his other to do a quick check of the pockets in Izumi's shredded clothes, successfully finding what he's looking for. He pops open the small bottle of lube and pushes two slick fingers into Izumi, eyes gleaming with enjoyment as he settles in to watch him react. This time, he's specifically looking to see if Izumi meets his gaze.]

[ even izumi's gag reflex couldn't stand the intrusion for too long, and he chokes on sandalphon's hands, and he's forced to open his eyes to glare at him as the primal beast continues to toy with his mouth. this kind of humiliation is on another level, and while izumi's shown sides of him to sandalphon that he'd never let anyone else see, this is just plain cruel.

but oddly enough, it wasn't sandalphon groping around in his entrance that's ticking him off; izumi had lube on him because he wanted to surprise the angel when he arrives home safe and sound, after all. but it's the angel's comments about fragility that made him grit his teeth. ]

...Don't, ah, underestimate me.

[ it's hard to be threatening when he's squirming around someone's fingers in his ass, but he won't be silenced. ]

If-- If you wanted to ravage me... d-do it like you mean it... I'm n-not made out of glass that'd break easy just because it's... you.

[ sandalphon had been rough on him a couple of times, and izumi liked it both times. so why start treating him gentle now when the guy's pushed him on the ground and probed in his mouth already?

unless... there's still a part of him that's hesitating. ]

[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.]

Don't you dare break.

[ sandalphon is sorely mistaken at that -- izumi might actually be the only human around who can handle him. why else is he able to spout out retort after retort even at the threat of his own life? it's because he knows that the sandalphon he's grown to love is somewhere in there, that he's fighting from the inside as well.

which is why izumi's willing to endure this for him. but he wasn't adequately stretched out, so he lets out a cry when he's entered all the way in, his back arching as sandalphon knocks the wind out of him with a series of harsh thrusts. it's enough to bring tears to his eyes, but he grits his teeth, letting only a small string of whines and moans to come out of his already traitorous mouth. it hurts but - he can't say he doesn't dislike it, because in the end it's the kind of rhythm he prefers from sandalphon whenever the latter decides to dominate him. the only difference is the lack of love in this supposed love-making of theirs.

"don't break," he says... izumi's already at the brink of coming, but sandalphon's condescension is making him more enraged than anything else. he absolutely won't give sandalphon what he wants until he starts pressing all the right buttons. it's... it's for their own good anyway. ]

[Sandalphon groans, clenching his teeth, trying to think of the most unappealing thing he can imagine in order to keep himself from getting too excited. It'd be absolute humiliation to finish before the human writhing underneath him, especially after everything he's said. But he can't stop himself from staring at Izumi, taken in by the teary-eyed glare he's being fixed with. Ah, he wants to kiss him again, but he'd have to slow down to do it...]

Mmmm...I hate to admit it, but you're definitely...worthy of praise...

[It's just as stilted as always, but he seems a lot more willing to attempt the Socially Awkward Ex-Con's Version of dirty talk than usual.]

Perhaps it wouldn't have been so terrible if you had been...the one to free...me...

[He groans, the force and speed of his thrusts faltering a bit to keep himself from climax.]

Izumi...

[He wants to hear him say his name, more than anything, but he can't ask. So he picks up the pace again, at least hoping to hear some more of those small, lovely noises that Izumi's trying so hard not to make.]

[ to free him... right, sandalphon is aware too, in his own way. izumi can feel his hips slowing down as sandalphon holds himself back -- which won't do at all, if the latter wants release. so izumi raises his legs and wraps them around sandalphon's waist, effectively trapping him in place as he pulls him in closer, deeper. ]

Hah... Give it-- Give me everything you have...

[ he's the most supreme being in all the skies at the moment, yet this is all he has to offer? izumi doesn't believe so. but at the same time he can't let this go on for much longer; he's still human, after all, and he will definitely break if keep going. ]

S-Sandalphon, ah, please... I-- I lo--

[ and just like that, he releases, spilling all over his lower stomach. but he's still writhing around sandalphon, sobbing in between thrusts now he's hitting his sweet spot, and it's just-- it's all so much. he really is no match against an angel. ]

[When Izumi reacts this well, Sandalphon has no choice but to ravage him, doesn't he? As soon as his legs lock behind him, the pace of his thrusts becomes frantic and forceful, and even as Izumi comes Sandalphon fucks him through his orgasm, reveling in the sound of his name in such a syrupy sweet voice. He follows Izumi to his own climax shortly after, biting his lip and failing to swallow a low, guttural moan.]

...Izumi...a-ah...you—I...

[When his eyelids flutter open, there's a light of recognition that wasn't there before. He leans down to give him a gentle, loving kiss, nothing like any of the ones he's been giving lately.]

I love you...Izumi...

[But the haze in his mind begins to clear, and panic begins to slowly work its way into his expression and voice as Sandalphon realizes what's going on.]

...Wait. What are we...what have I...Izumi, are you—are you alright? I...

[Whether it was the force of his overwhelming love for the mortal beneath him or simply coincidentally the result of his core finally finishing its repair procedures, it seems like Sandalphon is back to his old self.

And he's utterly horrified at what he's just done, getting a look at the blood still smeared across Izumi's throat and the tears in his eyes.]

[ needless to say, izumi is completely wrecked, with bloody hickeys and bites dotting his neck and collarbone, and stray tears falling from his eyes, not to mention the sensation of being filled to the brim leaving him even more weak and helpless in sandalphon's hold. but the panicked voice of his lover somehow puts him at ease, realizing that his efforts of keeping sandalphon satiated has come to fruition.

at the cost of his own ass, of course, but oh well. as if izumi has any more energy left to punish him for all this. even so, he's more relieved to see sandalphon's usual self than angry at going off like that. this is what izumi gets for wanting it rough, he supposes. ]

Y-You... You came back...

[ the corners of izumi's eyes crinkle as he weakly raises a hand up to touch sandalphon's face, wiping the blood from the corner of the angel's lips. ]

Welcome... home.

I...

[This isn't fair. No one he loves is ever angry at him when he lashes out, even when they absolutely deserve to be.]

...I never...wanted you to see me like that...

[Sandalphon's voice is heavy with unshed tears; it's taking a lot out of him not to just start crying alongside Izumi. He reaches up to grasp Izumi's hand in his, interlacing their fingers.]

I'm sorry...Izumi, I'm...I'm so...

[He takes a shaky breath, his entire body trembling both from the exertion of fucking Izumi senseless and from his own emotional turmoil. Despite his best efforts, a few tears escape, rolling down his cheeks. It's true that Izumi encouraged his behavior somewhat, but even so, he went too far...]

( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

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