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@bodyshophorror "I have no reason to be wary of you." Jophiel retracted her hand promptly, perking a brow. "If our proximity is uncomfortable to you; however, I should probably let you be. There's no joy in my heart to think I am hurting you."

@LovesConviction He offers the angel a smile, even if it did sting a little to touch an angel's skin, she felt soft and gentle. It was a bittersweet moment. "Jophiel. Well, I'm just called Kai. Happy to meet an angel that hasn't been wary of me."

Mmmh. Hello. Can't say I'm complaining about your choice of attire, but the holy light coming off you is kind of hard for my eyes to adjust to.

@bodyshophorror "Jophiel." One of many names and titles but ultimately the only one that mattered to her. She takes the offered hand, delicately awarding him a shake. As is becoming of the archangel of Love, her skin feels as soft and delicate as rose petals. "Nice to meet you...?"

@LovesConviction He holds a hand up over his eyes to shield them. Even still, he offers his other hand. "I can't say I've met many angels. They usually do this to me when I see them. You uhh... got a name, gorgeous?"

Oh, unm... Yes. Hello.

The best part about living in Hell is that it's always swimsuit weather ~ !! Even in the heart of winter. #SeductiveSunday

she can't think any longer. Overwhelmed in perpetuity. Fractions of her being are gifted to visions, focused and forced to live through them, unable to answer when called. Left to wait. Soon... ... ... Soon...

He's... He's... Elsewhere banishes the confusion, coddling the scattered mind of Love. Pulling her back from the brink of consciousness, letting the visage of her prison be consumed by a falsehood instead. By the Almighty's power, his daughter is drowning... So splintered

something akin to relief or encouragement sounding in the jumbled noises. Sorry... Jophiel wants to say it. Her lips twitch, tongue painstakingly sliding but no energy gathers to apologize to this guest she's being so rude to. Guest? That isn't right. That's someone important.

𝘿𝙖𝙮 𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣. . . #Angelverse #Chapter3

a figment of her imagination. No. Maybe...? Maybe someone was touching her. Tugging at her cheek. Frantic almost... ... It didn't matter. Her eyelids could not stay open, blurred flashes of chains and a figure impeded by other lives... She blinked, hearing a tick of

Someone was talking. A voice muffled and distant as if heard through water. Incoherent syllables that idly shifted in intensity. She couldn't recognize the voice... Or maybe? Maybe she could. She didn't know any longer. Unable to discern if the pulling feeling on her flesh was

@devilishmidboss written by her own innate powers. And while she could appreciate the sentiment behind Shadow's offer... The angel could not rightfully agree to such a thing... Could she? "I am not so selfish that I would use you or your heart and then cast it away in the morning..."

@devilishmidboss "You don't find that a cruelty?" Jophiel wonders, hand ensnared. She does little to pull back. In her mind; the damage has been done. To be determined if this is a regrettable choice or not... "To indulge in a falsehood?" This was just another temptation. Only now it was

((Heading off for the night! Will respond later!))

Feeling festive for #SeductiveSunday

@devilishmidboss "Yes, but not like this." Jophiel wears her concern. This part of her physiology is rather difficult to her. She... Had enjoyed the kiss but to undo the aftermath every time? A hand pressed to his chest, right over that poor poisoned heart. "Thank you, now hold still."

@LovesConviction “Is all love not forged though, not created, and tempered? It sounds normal to me, my love~.” The devil is definately effected- pulling her closer, gazing lovingly into the archangel’s eyes. He gets close enough to hear her breath, to plant another kiss upon her lips.

@devilishmidboss Confusion wends into her vision, gaze shifting almost abashedly at his words. "It's forged." She answers, as if they were the obvious thing. "Created by a kiss, not time nor courting. Your heart doesn't deserve to be captive in such a manner." Calm, the angel nods as they sway.

@LovesConviction “I don’t see why that’s a problem though~.” The devil teased, holding her tenderly, chest to chest. There’s almost a dance in his movements in how he sways with her, perhaps even hearts in his eyes. “Why would that true love be bad?”

@devilishmidboss "I have never partaken." She exhales, almost looking concerned... "I am the embodiment of love, to kiss my lips? You are beholden to my power. True love now holds your heart, for me." A huff. There was a reason she didn't go around kissing people. "I can undo it, one moment."

@LovesConviction Even after he’s finished the kiss, the arch angel is held tightly in his arms. Golden eyes gaze at her. “And for what reason should I not?~ or do you not enjoy this tradition?~”

@devilishmidboss "Wait—!" Jophiel doesn't get the warning out on time... She is merely caught, wrapped up, ensnared into a long kiss that has the angel steadily forgetting her worries... A bashful heat finds her cheeks when they part. "You should not have done that." She mutters.

@LovesConviction As the arch angel of love passes under the mistletoe, the devil will wrap arms around her, and pull her in for a LONG kiss. About three minutes of lip to lip, claws tracing her back as he did. “I think you need to be shown a lot of love still~”