Angel AU Narration
Extra comment: Shoichi u playa. ShoAya smut after plot. And angsty sad after smut.
Azuko dreamed. She met mother in an unfamiliar house in an unfamiliar neighborhood. She looked...different. If his dad was different, her mother looked even more different. She knew she was her mom but… there is an uneasy feeling around them. It was as if her mother hid something really grave from her.
"Mom ?" she asked.
She put curry rice in front of her. Immediately they were sitting on a dining table. Her mother smiled.
"I know this isn't much, but I really hope you would stay with me." she said.
"Mom… what happened ?" she asked softly.
"Your dad… did you know what he did to keep you away from me ?"
She remembered her suicide attempt, how he saved her-in a way-. Was that what she was referring to ?
"Your dad kept you alive after your time. Slowly, slowly you were corrupted. Blood of innocent angels inside you…" her mother wept.
She remembered her father. Eyes hazed, smile widen, bloodied hands, bloodied...body.
"...Azuko…"
"Is… Is everything...okay ?"
"It was… a dream...Azuko. Go back to… sleep…"
Azuko took a step back. The vision was not a dream ? His father said it was a dream.
"Where is my father now?" she asked.
Her mother showed her the vision. Her father was asleep beside her sleeping body. His breathing was hard, his hands were bloodied, his wings were torn, but Azuko saw how he held her hands close. She thought, how could he change so much yet so little. This is her father.
"Mom, Dad is still in there…"
"He is taking you away from me. You were supposed to...die. That angel wings...kept you alive...illegally." her mother said worriedly. "What if he made you what he is now ? A demon ?"
Azuko hugged her mother and kissed her cheek. "Mom, Dad needs me. I can not let him get any worse than this…"
Her mother sighed. "Alright. Please take care of your father. He is always too naive. He was bound to make a lot of stupid decisions after another. I thought I would never forgive him but…"
"...can you please tell him that I have forgiven him?"
Azuko nodded.
She bid farewell to her mother and went back to her sleeping body.
Azuko woke up. The first thing she needed to find out was whether her father was alright.
There she saw him, asleep, holding his hand.
"...Daddy?"
Shoichi woke up in a gasp. Fear was in his eyes turned relief. He went and embraced his daughter and whispered to her weakly. "I...I thought I lost you again…"
Azuko returned the embrace, stroking his father's back where the demon wings are. "Daddy… it's okay… I am here now… it's okay… I am not going anywhere…"
Shoichi cried. He cried out her name and her wife's name. He let this moment to make himself weak and fragile, something he had never shown before. This made Azuko realised how much he loved her. How much he regretted and how much he cared for her.
"Daddy...Mommy says it's okay. Mommy forgives you. We both do…"
"R-Really ?" he sobbed.
Azuko nodded. "Yeah"
Shoichi gave her a small sheepish smile. "That is… good."
Shoichi felt a sudden tug on his back. His tail was forcing itself to be out. Shoichi sighed and had to let his pants slightly down just to let some breathing space for his tail. "Azuko, I am sorry. Daddy has immediate errands to do…"
"Dad, be safe okay…" she said.
Shoichi's eye glowed.
"Thank you."
Azuko was preparing dinner for his father and herself when someone knock on the door. Her father has not got out from his room for three hours which slightly worries her. She put the instant ramen aside to cool down.
She took a peek and it was Jenny on the front door.
"Hello sweetheart~ Is your daddy here ?" Jenny said cheerfully.
"Well, yea…" she said suspiciously.
"Good~ Mind if I come in ?" The succubus twirled around her and chuckled.
Another person popped in through the wall. "I know why you are here. Shoichi is in heat and you were going to take advantage of him, huhuhu…"
"Heh! You were going to do the same as well aren't you ?"Jenny scoffed.
Alex chuckled. "But of course. Toying with his ass is most pleasurable~"
"C-Could you guys stop talking about fucking my dad please ?!" Azuko yelled. The death god and the succubus looked at her amused.
"Haha… the child is shy." Alex mocked.
Azuko fumed. She pouted and went back into the house. Back in the kitchen he saw his father casually eating the ramen with fried eggs. "Hello. Who is at the door ?"
Azuko sighed. Alex and Jenny let themselves inside. "Aww~ You're done ?"
Shoichi nodded casually. "I got someone to help me on my feeding."
"Lucky bastard…"Jenny muttered.
Shoichi chuckled. "Lucky bastard is still here. She is wearing my sweater."
"Wearing your sweate-ugh! Ah! I am SO jealous!" Jenny complained. She hovered behind Shoichi and gets her hands around him and touching his skin. Shoichi lets him.
Alex smiled. He helped Azuko with the rest of the instant ramen.
"Uhm...Sho...ichi ?"
Aya peeked from the door. Her eyes still look hazy from… the previous encounter. The sweater was oversized, revealing her body wrapped in thick bandages. Her wing remnant was slumped and dragging on the ground.
Shoichi pushed Jenny aside and went to fetch Aya. He lifted her up and gave her small kisses on the cheek, just to pour oil all over Jenny's flame of jealousy. AYa was of course, still too dazed to realised what was going on.
"W-what's going...on ?"She asked.
"Yeah! Did you get fucked by Shoichi ? You lucky bastard!" Jenny fumed.
Aya looked at Shoichi confusedly. "Shoichi… fuck…?"
Shoichi smiled softly. "Yes… she meant this one…" Shoichi's hand trailed down under her sweater. He teased the folds between her thighs till she moaned in front of everyone.
Azuko blushed and went out from the kitchen.
Shoichi chuckled. "It doesn't matter anymore." he looked at Alex and brought Aya to his side. "Can you take her home ?"
Alex smiled."I am surprised you did not kill her. You have some compassion inside you after all."
Shoichi forced a tired smile before pushing the death god, the demon and the angel out of his house. They complained but Shoichi was having none of it. Not at the moment. After securely locking the door, he went to sit at the outside stool. He could kill for a cigarette right about now. He went into his room to see Azuko standing there. He was glad he burned the sheets beforehand.
"Azuko…"
"Dad, tell me."
"What do you want to know?"
"The truth." she said sternly.
Shoichi complied.
So where does the story starts and ends? His death, he told her. Out of regret, longing, missing. His angelhood? It was out of despair. He regretted her death, not being able to face his wife, he settled to protect his child even if he was drowning in self-hatred. His fall was caused by his mistake, his tiredness. He admitted on killing Fiora, his angel friend to give her feathers and prolong Azuko's life. It does not stop there. He ran away from the court and decided to fall into a demon. He gave his life in heaven for a death of the soul. He now can appear in front of her, stay with her, keep her safe and live together with her. Even if sometimes he forgot his own purpose.
"But everything will be alright now, won't it ? You don't have to kill anyone…" She said.
"I will kill all the angels if it means saving you." he said sternly. "I need to… do at least this thing right."
Azuko held his father's hand. "Dad… I promise you. I can do this. I could live my life on my own… you do not have to worry…"
Azuko knew. Shoichi was a parent who seemed to not be able to let go of their child. It was love but it was too much. She was grateful but it was hurting him. It hurts her to see what he had sacrificed for her.
"I love you dad. We will.. Sort things out slowly,okay ?" she smiled.
"...okay." he replied.
Aya's return to heaven was a great gossip. An angel having an affair ? Some said with the death god that brought him back from the attack of the demon, but some said it was an affair with the demon himself. Some said she was impregnated by the demon, creating an evil unborn. Alex tried to keep the gossip at a minimum. Keeping Aya out of the crowns and lead her straight into her bedroom. He helped her put on fresh bandages for her gaping wound, took her to bed and bid her goodnight.
Late at night, she recalled the events that happened on the afternoon. What Shoichi did to him and how she reacted towards them. She would be lying if she didn't like them. Shoichi was kind to her, at least on the parts that she remembered.
When Shoichi came back to his room, Aya was half asleep. She could feel the tension in the air almost as if it was a hunting ground. She knew immediately something was wrong with Shoichi.
She tried to raise herself from the bed but her back felt so painful. Her eyes still too dazed to see where he was or where she is at this moment. Why are the sheets so...red ?
"I'm sorry. I will replace the sheets right away…"He said softly as he pulled the sheets off her. Aya shivered from the sudden coldness. The wet blood and the cold air made her too vulnerable. Shoichi collected the bloodied bedsheets and rolled them up into a ball. He then put them into a spare canvas bag to be later burned. She could feel that Shoichi was breathing hard, he was holding something back. Her drug-induced mind could only try to guess what was bothering him.
"Shoichi...Shoichi cold ?" she asked softly.
Shoichi looked at her. Her skin was soft and open, the bandages covered her front but at some places it was torn and loose, he could almost saw her nipples peeking through the bandages. He was barely licking his lips. "N-No… I am not cold."
Aya nodded. "Oh.. alright. Aya… cold…" she shivered. She hugged herself for not having any other sheets to keep her warm. The drug he gave her seemed to cloud her mind too. Something inside her was burning, but just faintly, ticklish. She wants to be touched more.
Shoichi hits his back to the wall. He groaned. He could not believe how hungry he was at this moment. Aya was there, drugged and willing. He could have… he should have…Why must he crave for pleasure now ?
After a moment of self-control, he snapped. He could not have waited for anything. Even if he didn't touch Aya, he needed to be touched. His toys were under the bed, if he could just reach…
"Shoichi… are you...okay ?" Aya murmured.
"No Aya I am not!" His breathing fastened. "I am.. A demon! I have these fucking urges to… fuck!" He said as he scrambled to find the box under the bed. He opened them to find a note from Alex saying that he confiscated them for "better purposes".
"FUCKING ALEX!" He cursed.
Aya's mind seemed to work-or not work-. She pulled Shoichi by the hand and kissed his lips. " Well… I can help. Angels are...good helper."
"You would not want to help a demon…" he said.
"No… but.. I wanna… help…Shoichi…" she smiled innocently.
Afterwards Aya remembered being given another drug. This one sets her lower regions on fire. She continuously touched her female folds after being instructed by Shoichi how to handle them. She was ecstatic, touching herself makes her feel happy. She never knew how to handle her lower parts before, from her death nor her angel life. She lived her life solely for upbringing peace and justice but this feeling was...divine. She came for the first time on her own hands, with Shoichi's hands keep helping her touch herself. They took a sitting position where Aya sits in front while Shoichi held her in an embrace at the could feel something hard against her back but she never knew what it was.
Shoichi sucked the base of her neck and she gasped at how nice it felt. He taught her to balance between touching her clit and her nipples, giving a teasing pull and fondled her breasts. She gasped and moaned. Aya never knew she could make these noises. The urge forces her to keep touching herself, faster, and harder. Her hips bucked to the front but there was nothing there but her own fingers. She kept moaning until Shoichi inserted two of his his fingers between her folds.
"Ah-ahn~ S-Shoichi... w-what is this…?" She felt odd and impatient. Her hips kept moving to push his fingers inside her. Shoichi probably took pity on her eventually and pushed his fingers deeper inside her. Her toes curled and she almost came again from her high but Shoichi pulled his fingers away. The disappointed look on Aya's face made Shoichi smile.
"Why do you...do that ?" she said between gasps.
"Aya…I could not hold it any longer…" Shoichi licked his fingers. He unzipped his pants, pulling out his erect cock. "Aya...I needed you to look at what I will do to you…"
"Huh?" She turned around. Her thighs shaking and wet, throbbing with need. "What is that…? That is naughty…"
Shoichi chuckled. "That is naughty indeed…"
Aya tilted her head. "Shoichi want to...put it inside? I think ? That is...sex, right ?" Aya put her fingers back inside, trying to replicate what Shoichi did to her.
"Yes…" he said, pushing her to the bed. Aya gasped and fell with a thud. He spread her legs open and directed his cock to her vagina. "You are so high right now, Aya. I really wished you would remember this time when I tainted you." Shoichi thrusted his cock inside her. She let out a scream when Shoichi thrust into her over and over. Her legs unconsciously wrapped themselves around Shoichi's back. Aya was loud, her screams and moans could be heard outside the room. Thankfully he casted a spell to absorb the noises inside his room...for Azuko's sake.
Aya repeatedly cried out his name. She felt a strange fullness having him inside her, something she had been missing her whole entire life. She didn't remember the fact she was an angel or even it was an unholy union, she just felt right at this moment Her body was loved and her mind was full of happiness. Yes, perhaps that was it ? That was love ? That was why they were… making love ?
Shoichi shot his seed inside her. Her insides clamped around his cock, milking him fully. It hurts a lot, but she felt happy. Shoichi made him...so happy. Her arms reached out to him and he accepted them. Aya thought, perhaps Shoichi is good, he loves her very much,right ?
"Shoichi… I love you…" she whispered before she fainted. Shoichi wiped his mouth off the excess energy he took. He was also filled in his own way.
Yet, Shoichi was taken aback by the words. Love ? He did not love her. She was just a fling. She was just a simple need that he used and could as easily thrown away. "I... can not… I do not love you…" he whispered.
He tightened her bandages once more, wiping up the blood on her back and the wetness between her thighs. He took a glance and decided to wipe her clean with his tongue, tasting and savoring her as if it would be his last. His eye glowed with need but it does not show any interest on the sleeping angel. He turned his attention to his desk as he sat down. There was a photo of his family, his once beloved wife and small daughter. He took his hands and pumped his cock once more, imagining she was there with him, holding him close.
He remembered his first union and how it was simple and sweet. They were both nervous and curious.
What have he become now ?
He came from his fingers wishing there would be more to that. Without his toys, it seems that he was limited in what he could do.
He went to the shower and took a quick bath. His cold skin was warmer now as it took a redder color. He was… so tired. He put on his sweater and jumped to sleep beside Aya. He could not face her.
The angel's arm wrapped around his belly and for a second he thought of stabbing her with his wings.
"Shoichi… don't cry…" she said.
Shoichi realised he was crying.
Aya slept with the thought of Shoichi. His expressionless face as he pound inside him was tinged with worry. She liked how his cock felt inside her and how her folds were touched. Her hands slowly reached between her folds and she held her breath. She drew circles around her vagina, pinching her own clit, she writhed when she dug her own finger inside. She called out Shoichi's name, hoping his fingers would help her form her release once more.
She slept well that day.