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PPOV

But I didn't let go of her kiss. I pulled her down to her knees between my legs as I sat on the ground in front of her. A moan escaped her lips, and it worked like a signal for me to deepen the kiss. Soon enough, she snaked her arms around my neck, getting as close as possible. I kissed back hungrily, and worked on parting her thighs to make her straddle me. She responded obediently, handing all control over herself to me.

"Patch." She moaned almost inaudibly. Her sexy voice made me groan, kissing her harder, holding on to her tighter. My hands were unconsciously making their way up under her nightgown, skimming the smooth, soft skin underneath it. "Patch, upstairs. Now. I mean it." She demanded.

Slowly I pulled away to shake my head lightly. "No, Angel, No." I whispered, burying my face in the crook of her neck.

She sighed. "Why, Patch? Remind me why."

"I'm still an angel. Nora, if you could wait until I become fallen again, until I have close to no contact with any archangel at all, until they stop caring about every single thing I do, then you can have me. All of me, and I won't hold back. For now, I just want to be sure you won't be dragged into a mess you don't actually have to see, and experience pain that you don't really deserve. I just want you to be safe."

She looked at me in the eyes for a short while, searching. Her eyes look warm, understanding, happy. "It's only right now that I truly believe that you really are Patch." She said, cupping my cheek.

I smiled back. "And why is that?"

"Because my murderer wouldn't take precautions to keep me safe. You, on the other hand… well, you're mere presence screams safety to me. And I haven't felt that in a while."

"I'm glad you feel safe with me, Angel. I want you to know that I will keep things this way. I will keep you safe from everything, in any way that I can. Just until after they strip me of my wings again. And then I won't be able to protect you from the one kind of worldly danger that I myself cannot withstand."

I saw confusion in her eyes. "What do you mean?"

I made sure my voice was as sexy and husky as it can be. "It means that after I become fallen, I will get intimate with you; much, much more intimate than we have ever been before. And that, my Angel, is the single most dangerous thing I can think of, that I can never protect you from. " I smiled my pirate smile, and kissed the corner of her lips until it pulled up into a smile. "But I will, if you want me to."

She bit her lower lip to stop her from grinning too wide, and gave me a light kiss on the lips. She raked my hair with her hand, and cupped both sides of my face to align it with hers. She looked deep into my eyes searching. Soon enough, confusion lit up in her eyes.

"After you've become fallen?" She asked.

"Yes, Why?"

"Well, y—you… But th—then…" She stuttered. I cocked my head to the side, trying to figure out what she was getting at. "If you're fallen, then… then you won't be able to feel anything anymore."

I gulped. This was the question I was trying to avoid. "Yes, that's true."

"Then how are we—" she stuttered again, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. I shushed her gently. "Then how are you going to do this, with me, If you're not gonna be feeling anything? Patch, that's… that's unfair! I mean, what if you…"

"What if what, Angel? What if I didn't enjoy the experience?" I asked. Her silence confirmed that my guess was right. "Angel please. Trust me there is a way."

"What way is it then, Patch? Tell me how is this going to work?"

"I just need you to trust me, Angel."

A tear fell from her eye. "What if it doesn't work? What if we can't—"

"Angel, Angel." I hushed her. "Trust me." I said finally. "And even if it doesn't, then there wouldn't be much of a difference either. I would still love you. My emotions would make up for what I lack in the ability to feel anything physical."

She shook her head hard, and it landed on my shoulder, pouring out the tears left from behind her eyes.
"I'm sorry this had to happen, Patch! If I only knew… I'm so sorry! I didn't know. I'm so sorry!"

"Hush, Angel, stop crying." I comforted her, hugging her tight. "You have no fault in this. And I want you to know that I did everything I can. The archangels offered me something I cannot refuse."

She wiped her eyes and looked at me. "What is that?"

"I don't think you could handle the trust right now, in this situation."

She chuckled half-heartedly. "Oh, I think I've handled more than what I ever thought was possible." She smiled, still wiping her eyes. "Now tell me."

"Alright, then. Nora," I took a deep breath. "You… are, an… immortal." I said.

She raised an eyebrow, and chuckled, disbelieving. "What?"

"You're not human, Nora. Well, not entirely." I stopped, letting the information sink into her. "You have an infinitesimal amount of Nephilim blood running through your veins. And there is a range of possibilities that, that amount may grow, and may one day turn you completely immortal."

I could see she was confused. Her eyes were nothing but questioning. "I know, it's confusing for me also—actually I don't know the truth behind it—but it is the information given to me by the archangels. Information that I would be needing to work on."

"What are you gonna do about that?"

"I don't know exactly yet. But whatever it is, the archangels had made sure everything will work in my favor, and theirs as well."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that when I become fallen again, I will remain that way. But, they said that, with an oath, they can cure my inability to feel anything physical."

She nodded, unconvinced. I had to smile. "That's sounds… Impossible." I chuckled at her comment. "Why can't they just turn you human?"

"They said I would need my supernatural powers in order to survive this life I've chosen. And they weren't kidding, they had a full on meeting with the Angels of Death to confirm that. This time I couldn't agree more with them. They had a point. And they also pointed out that you have Nephil blood in your veins."

"Which means?"

"Which means that they can work on making that small amount of Nephil blood grow, so you can be immortal." It was her time to cock her head to the side in wonder. "Nora, that means we would both be immortal. We wouldn't worry too much about death, about how much time we have left together. Angel," I cupped her cheek in my hand. "We have forever."

She smiled wide at the words, fascination gleaming in her eyes. "What do they want in return? You said they're gonna benefit from all this."

"They are. I will become their spy. I will supply them with information about everything on earth that they are oblivious about—Nephils, fallen angels, and even angels that have gone rogue, or about to be. It won't be easy, but it's the best they could offer. I couldn't throw the opportunity away."

"Well can you do your side of the deal?"

I smirked. "Have a little faith. I'm more flexible than you think." I said, skimming the skin under her nightgown.

"Hmm…" she smiled, raking my hair again with her hand. "That sounds… sexy."

"I know right," I said huskily. I knew she was turned on by it, because she move in to straddle me closer to my crotch. If I didn't know better, I could've sworn she was rubbing herself on me.

And it turned me on so much…

I kissed her then, my tongue invading every inch of her mouth, making her moan my name.

"Baby," she whispered desperately in my ear, and now she's definitely rubbing on me. I nibbled on her neck, concentrating on not fucking her on the kitchen floor.

"But, Patch," she said, slowly pulling away. "Can we at least, do this somewhere with a softer surface, a bed, for example? We won't be doing any—Ahhh!" she was cut mid sentence by her own scream as I scooped her up into my arms, and bolted for the room.

We landed on her bed, her legs tight around my waist. I kissed her hungrily, as the pain of not being able to for the last month we've spent in heaven (which is just a day in earth) came rushing out in the form of passionate kissing.

"I've been aching for you, Patch." She mumbled between kisses.

"As I have." I replied as I tore her nightgown. She giggled. I didn't do that on purpose "I'm sorry." I mumbled.

"Hey, I like that," she said, smiling wide, as I threw the material somewhere behind me. "You want me that much?" She asked, tightening her legs around me to rub her center on the bulge in my crotch. I groaned.

I buried my face on her neck and trailed kisses from her jaw to the valley between her breasts.

"Hah…Patch," she murmured.

But I stopped, and made my way back up to her lips. "Not tonight," I reminded her.

"Tsk!" she uttered disappointedly. "I thought you were gonna forget about that." She said, grinning.

"I almost did, babe. You're so good I almost forget everything around me." I said, kissing her desperately again.

"Wait, aren't we gonna leave for school?" She asked me.

I shook my head. "Nope, we have a good two week break from school, right? Spring break remember?"

"Oh…" she simply said. I was grinning silly on the crook on her neck until she finally realized something. "Spring break's not until next week!" She said, panicking as she tried to get up.

But I held her in place. "You're not going anywhere." And then I propped her hands over her head.

"Patch!" She screamed, giggling.

I kissed her anyway. And she responded back, fervently. She flipped us over, so now she was on top. She leaned in to kiss me more, and then she was gone.

What—

I heard a giggle from the hallway, followed by a closing of the door.

Dammit, Nora… Well, at least she didn't bring any clothes with her.

OKAY! That's it for the day! I think I will be posting another chapter or two tomorrow, Christmas break is almost over here, but this is my fifth update in almost a week! Give me some credit! Haha. Reviews are fine, believe me, it keeps me alive for a day.

Alright, for those who missed my previous latest updates, start at Chap17. That's the first of the uploads I've made the past week.