Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction ❯ Lamentations ❯ Second & Third Day X Leviticus ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Kurayami Ryuu 
Anime/Manga: Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.27.2005 | Updated On: 08.03.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 518 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.27.2005 | Updated On: 08.03.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 518 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Weren't you listening the first time? All that I own is the sixty or so fanfic ideas that are floating around half-finished somewhere on this delapidated, could-break-completely-at-any-moment computer. Most of them aren't very good, so it wouldn't be worth the effort to sue me, trust me.
AN: And the scary part is, there really are sixty or so. If anything, there's more... This is a strange chapter! I think people will be confused by Rosiel's dream. But don't worry, it'll make sense soon. And at least this chapter is longer! Am I getting Rosiel anywhere near right? Maybe some people will think so, and others won't. I still don't have book five T.T But ah well. I think I have reached a decision about this story's length, and I'm afraid to say that it'll only be four chapters. Shortness! Besides from one-shots, of course, I haven't written anything that short in a while. My fics seem to be following a general trend of getting longer these days; I guess this is an exception... But anyhow, enjoy!
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Second and Third Day X Leviticus
o)(o)(o
Alexiel, I...
Don't say that, you fool! You will damn us both!
But, Alexiel...
She hates me.
And now they say I must kill her. They say it is my duty, as the most wonderful angel in all of Heaven, to protect us all from the monster. And I suppose they're right. Because, that look she gave me... It really drove home just how wrong my feelings were. Ha, as if I hadn't realized that before. And because I am too much a weakling to crush them myself, I must resort to destroying the feelings at their source...
Not to mention Katan. Sinfulness seems to truely be imbedded in the heart of my being.
o)(o)(o
"Lord Rosiel? Are you alright? Is there anything you need?"
He turned away from the window hurriedly, startled. "Katan? Why are you here?" For a moment he felt a glimmer of hope that maybe he had sensed something, like before... But no.
"I was merely coming to remind you of this afternoon's meeting," the creature said, bowing. Katan had rarely ever bothered to bow, and he hadn't even noticed... "Are you upset? Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Stop saying that!"
The puppet stared at him with wide, innocent eyes. A few drops of blood trickled down the wall from where his hand had connected with it, a few inches from the other's head. Rosiel stepped back after a moment, suprised at himself. "Oh! Let me bandage that-"
He scowled. "No! Leave me alone, Katan." Cradling his hurt hand in the other one and trying to pretend he wasn't, Rosiel swept out of the room.
o)(o)(o
And later, he slept. He dream was a strange, senseless muddle of lights and voices...
What an idiot! Of course mere poison won't kill him. Although...
The execution will take place...
Hand me the red one, yes, that one...
For a moment, he felt as if he was lying in a bed of flames. And there was a ring of faces around him, but he couldn't quite make out who they were.
And later, there was Katan. He could have sworn he saw him sitting in a chair next to his bed, except that it was daytime. When he saw him looking his way, the cherub jumped to his feet and hurried over, but the moment he reached out a hand, they were both devoured by the flames...
He woke up shaking.
What a strange dream... He sat up, wanting to be absolutely sure that everything was as it should be, and nearly jumped out of his skin. "Katan!"
The puppet managed to look decently embarrassed. "Forgive me for intruding, Lord Rosiel. I just thought..." He frowned suddenly, as if he'd forgotten what he was about to say. "I thought..." He shook his head as if to clear it, and turned back to the door. "Forgive me. I'll-"
"Wait," he breathed, bairly aware that he was talking until the word was out of his mouth. "What did you think?"
Katan shook his head again. "I don't know. I can't remember. Forgive me. Is there anything you need?"
Rosiel frowned, beckoning him over. "I thought I told you not to say that."
"With all due respect, no, my lord," he said solemnly. "You told me not to ask if there was anything I could do for you."
Rosiel stared at him, momentarily stunned, and then laughed out loud. "You really are... a most pitiable creature, aren't you?"
"No, my lord. I am quite happy," he said, with a blank and robotic smile.
Rosiel smiled in a similar fashion, and dismissed him.
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"-and as for the Philippines-"
Rosiel stared unseeingly. The thousand yard stare, hobby of meeting-goers universal. What are they talking about? I have no idea. If someone were to ask his opinion just now, his reputation would be done for.
He seemed to be preoccupied with sin these days. He allowed himself to frown thoughtfully, to give the apperance of deepening interest as the speaker's deluge of pointlessness slowly wrapped up. Alexiel... and also Katan... It was a wonder he was still allowed to set foot in Heaven. Katan was practically his son, for crying out loud! Not to mention he was a man. And yet, he'd always...
Well, this Katan wasn't actually practically his son. Neither was he a man, really. He wasn't even alive, deep down. So it wasn't really a sin after all, was it? But unfortunately, this Katan wasn't the one he had - strong feeling for - either.
He sighed quietly, causing a few of the nearest angels to glance at him. Ah, what was he thinking? So he didn't mind (desperatly wanted) to be around him. So he had a pleasent (gorgious) face. So he missed him now that he was gone, and perhaps regretted it (you killed him!) a little. So what? Just because he went weak in the knees when Katan had kissed him back didn't mean he'd ever thought about making love to him. He might be a murderer, but surely he would never do anything that sinful.
o)(o)(o
Late at night. There was never a cloudly night in Heaven; starlight and moonlight shone through the sheer blinds. Rosiel tossed and turned. Why didn't it rain here?
Katan...
He could almost laugh about it. He ought to be thankful for these thoughts, oughtn't he? It kept him from thinking quite so much about his sister. Oh, yes. He had every right to look down upon Setsuna, definetly.
That wasn't the funniest part, though. The best part was that, when he thought of what God would say if He knew, he wasn't that bothered. God would already forsake him first thing after he woke up for what he'd done so far. So why worry? He'd never even realized that he felt that way. It was what Katan would say... (this isn't really Katan)... the thought of damning Katan along with himself... (but he's already damned, because of what he's done for your sake)...
There was a quite knock on the door. He stared at it for a moment, already knowing who it was, and wondering what he would do... what he would be able to keep himself from doing... "Come in."
Katan entered the room, bowing deeply. "Forgive my intrusion, Lord Rosiel. I thought I could hear you tossing and turning. Is there anything you need?"
You thought you could hear me... through the wall...? Rosiel shrugged it off, in favor of taking in how splendid the man looked in this light. He hadn't allowed himself to notice last night. His cleanliness hung by a thread... if it was any more than an illusion anymore, anyway...
This is not the one I love, not Alexiel or Katan, not even close. But it seems that there might be some of Katan still left, and if there is, then this one has it. I will not be quiet any longer; I will damn us both.
Rosiel sighed. "Yes, there is. Come here."
The puppet, of course, obeyed. Rosiel touched his face, mesmerized by the pearly sheen of his hair. "Katan..." he said quietly. "I want you to forget the very first command I gave you, when you woke up..." Then he took hold of the cherub's collar, gently pulled him down, and kissed him...
Tonight, big sister, I will follow you. Wait for me! I will follow you into sin. I give up, you win. I will make love to someone who is not the one I love, and pretend he is. How many Commandments can I break?
Katan wove his fingers into his master's perfect hair, shivered. Rosiel could already feel the beginnings of lust... this suicidal jump from the tall tower of grace... was quite exhilerating... He slipped his tongue into the other's mouth, for a taste of unholy fruit. It tasted fine.
He dragged him into bed next to him, pulled him close, found himself on top of him. Romans, 1:26; Leviticus, 18:19... hah... Katan looked up at him worshipfully. He wondered what the real Katan would have looked like if he'd done this to him... He gave himself over to another kiss, poured his whole corrupted soul into it. He'd never kissed anyone like that before. Katan moaned against his lips, clutching at his shoulders.
When they pulled apart, Rosiel smiled down at him. "Katan. Say that you love me."
"I love you."
He laughed. "Ah... You're such a pathetic, emotionless drone, Katan." The creature didn't seem too bothered by that one way or another, so the angel shrugged and kissed his neck. He arched into the touch quite nicely...
Why was he doing this? This thing wasn't worth sinning over. He wasn't Katan anymore. But... ah, well... he looked so much like him... Why did he have to have these realizations after it was already too late?
Rosiel moved further down, delighting in the way his puppet writhed underneith him as he trailed kisses across his stomach. Then Katan gasped and grasped his hair again, as the angel kissed something further up. Rosiel ran his tongue over a pert nipple, amazing himself with his own desire to taste and feel everything to do with this body. What an enjoyable sin...
Then Katan arched his back just so, and Rosiel took his turn at gasping as their middles brushed against each other. "Ah..." Katan managed. He knew what he wanted. The ultimate sin, the utmost manifestation of perversion. He... didn't know how much longer he could wait...
He finished removing the creature's shirt, and leaned back for a moment. "You are so beautiful," he commented, playing with a strand of the other's hair. "If there's anything left in there anymore, I hope I don't break it too badly..."
The blank smile that was Katan's only reply made him wince, so he looked away and removed first the creature's pants, and then his own clothes. To see naked... to lay with... Perhaps the writers of the Book had considered their work too holy to write the real name of the act, or maybe that was just the way people talked back then, but if you took it completely literally then they had already commited the worst sin of perversion. So as long as they were already there, eh? Rosiel placed a light kiss on the cherub's forehead.
Katan moaned and screamed and arched his back wantonly as the most beautiful angel pushed inside him, to the point where Rosiel had a great deal of trouble controling himself at all. But he let him rest for a few moments until he was sure he was no longer in pain. He really was beautiful, flushed and panting and sweating lightly... Then the creature grasped his arm in a silent plea, and he could move again...
What would they say? What could they say, shocked out of their minds? Oh, the other angels would all condem him, certainly. But he thought that, deep down, the poor starved creatures would also be jealous... To admit who they were was something no member of the wretched race was allowed to do. They would never see anything as beautiful as Katan's face right now, as viewed through a damp web of his own silver-blond hair.
There was no doubt about it. He was going to hell. Rosiel threw back his head, feeling as if he'd become nothing but a feeling. The best feeling ever. Now he just had to wonder what it would be like, if the act were not one-sided...
A little while later, as they lay in a sweaty pile of limbs and gently drifted to sleep together, someone in the shadows gasped quietly, and fled.
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AN: Bwuha! Er, don't ask me why. I think the heat here has fried my brain. You don't want to ever live in Oklahoma, trust me. Especially if you have fair skin. T.T I'm going to blister!! Okay, I'm done now. Reading Leviticus scared me, so I decided to write a nice lemon ;) Okay, not really, I'd actually already started writing it by the time I read Leviticus, but, hey... But, on top of what I referenced it for, like the whole rest of it is detailed intructions for animal sacrifice O.o Scary... The Old Testament is really quite interesting, ne? Is the whole 'mysterious person hiding in the shadows' thing just too awful, or what? But at least I won't keep you in suspense, considering that I only have two more chapters to work with. And, I'll tell you a secret, (whisper), I've already writen the last one. It's short! But kinda interesting, at least, I thought so. R&R pleeeease!
AN: And the scary part is, there really are sixty or so. If anything, there's more... This is a strange chapter! I think people will be confused by Rosiel's dream. But don't worry, it'll make sense soon. And at least this chapter is longer! Am I getting Rosiel anywhere near right? Maybe some people will think so, and others won't. I still don't have book five T.T But ah well. I think I have reached a decision about this story's length, and I'm afraid to say that it'll only be four chapters. Shortness! Besides from one-shots, of course, I haven't written anything that short in a while. My fics seem to be following a general trend of getting longer these days; I guess this is an exception... But anyhow, enjoy!
o)(o)(o
Second and Third Day X Leviticus
o)(o)(o
Alexiel, I...
Don't say that, you fool! You will damn us both!
But, Alexiel...
She hates me.
And now they say I must kill her. They say it is my duty, as the most wonderful angel in all of Heaven, to protect us all from the monster. And I suppose they're right. Because, that look she gave me... It really drove home just how wrong my feelings were. Ha, as if I hadn't realized that before. And because I am too much a weakling to crush them myself, I must resort to destroying the feelings at their source...
Not to mention Katan. Sinfulness seems to truely be imbedded in the heart of my being.
o)(o)(o
"Lord Rosiel? Are you alright? Is there anything you need?"
He turned away from the window hurriedly, startled. "Katan? Why are you here?" For a moment he felt a glimmer of hope that maybe he had sensed something, like before... But no.
"I was merely coming to remind you of this afternoon's meeting," the creature said, bowing. Katan had rarely ever bothered to bow, and he hadn't even noticed... "Are you upset? Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Stop saying that!"
The puppet stared at him with wide, innocent eyes. A few drops of blood trickled down the wall from where his hand had connected with it, a few inches from the other's head. Rosiel stepped back after a moment, suprised at himself. "Oh! Let me bandage that-"
He scowled. "No! Leave me alone, Katan." Cradling his hurt hand in the other one and trying to pretend he wasn't, Rosiel swept out of the room.
o)(o)(o
And later, he slept. He dream was a strange, senseless muddle of lights and voices...
What an idiot! Of course mere poison won't kill him. Although...
The execution will take place...
Hand me the red one, yes, that one...
For a moment, he felt as if he was lying in a bed of flames. And there was a ring of faces around him, but he couldn't quite make out who they were.
And later, there was Katan. He could have sworn he saw him sitting in a chair next to his bed, except that it was daytime. When he saw him looking his way, the cherub jumped to his feet and hurried over, but the moment he reached out a hand, they were both devoured by the flames...
He woke up shaking.
What a strange dream... He sat up, wanting to be absolutely sure that everything was as it should be, and nearly jumped out of his skin. "Katan!"
The puppet managed to look decently embarrassed. "Forgive me for intruding, Lord Rosiel. I just thought..." He frowned suddenly, as if he'd forgotten what he was about to say. "I thought..." He shook his head as if to clear it, and turned back to the door. "Forgive me. I'll-"
"Wait," he breathed, bairly aware that he was talking until the word was out of his mouth. "What did you think?"
Katan shook his head again. "I don't know. I can't remember. Forgive me. Is there anything you need?"
Rosiel frowned, beckoning him over. "I thought I told you not to say that."
"With all due respect, no, my lord," he said solemnly. "You told me not to ask if there was anything I could do for you."
Rosiel stared at him, momentarily stunned, and then laughed out loud. "You really are... a most pitiable creature, aren't you?"
"No, my lord. I am quite happy," he said, with a blank and robotic smile.
Rosiel smiled in a similar fashion, and dismissed him.
o)(o)(o
"-and as for the Philippines-"
Rosiel stared unseeingly. The thousand yard stare, hobby of meeting-goers universal. What are they talking about? I have no idea. If someone were to ask his opinion just now, his reputation would be done for.
He seemed to be preoccupied with sin these days. He allowed himself to frown thoughtfully, to give the apperance of deepening interest as the speaker's deluge of pointlessness slowly wrapped up. Alexiel... and also Katan... It was a wonder he was still allowed to set foot in Heaven. Katan was practically his son, for crying out loud! Not to mention he was a man. And yet, he'd always...
Well, this Katan wasn't actually practically his son. Neither was he a man, really. He wasn't even alive, deep down. So it wasn't really a sin after all, was it? But unfortunately, this Katan wasn't the one he had - strong feeling for - either.
He sighed quietly, causing a few of the nearest angels to glance at him. Ah, what was he thinking? So he didn't mind (desperatly wanted) to be around him. So he had a pleasent (gorgious) face. So he missed him now that he was gone, and perhaps regretted it (you killed him!) a little. So what? Just because he went weak in the knees when Katan had kissed him back didn't mean he'd ever thought about making love to him. He might be a murderer, but surely he would never do anything that sinful.
o)(o)(o
Late at night. There was never a cloudly night in Heaven; starlight and moonlight shone through the sheer blinds. Rosiel tossed and turned. Why didn't it rain here?
Katan...
He could almost laugh about it. He ought to be thankful for these thoughts, oughtn't he? It kept him from thinking quite so much about his sister. Oh, yes. He had every right to look down upon Setsuna, definetly.
That wasn't the funniest part, though. The best part was that, when he thought of what God would say if He knew, he wasn't that bothered. God would already forsake him first thing after he woke up for what he'd done so far. So why worry? He'd never even realized that he felt that way. It was what Katan would say... (this isn't really Katan)... the thought of damning Katan along with himself... (but he's already damned, because of what he's done for your sake)...
There was a quite knock on the door. He stared at it for a moment, already knowing who it was, and wondering what he would do... what he would be able to keep himself from doing... "Come in."
Katan entered the room, bowing deeply. "Forgive my intrusion, Lord Rosiel. I thought I could hear you tossing and turning. Is there anything you need?"
You thought you could hear me... through the wall...? Rosiel shrugged it off, in favor of taking in how splendid the man looked in this light. He hadn't allowed himself to notice last night. His cleanliness hung by a thread... if it was any more than an illusion anymore, anyway...
This is not the one I love, not Alexiel or Katan, not even close. But it seems that there might be some of Katan still left, and if there is, then this one has it. I will not be quiet any longer; I will damn us both.
Rosiel sighed. "Yes, there is. Come here."
The puppet, of course, obeyed. Rosiel touched his face, mesmerized by the pearly sheen of his hair. "Katan..." he said quietly. "I want you to forget the very first command I gave you, when you woke up..." Then he took hold of the cherub's collar, gently pulled him down, and kissed him...
Tonight, big sister, I will follow you. Wait for me! I will follow you into sin. I give up, you win. I will make love to someone who is not the one I love, and pretend he is. How many Commandments can I break?
Katan wove his fingers into his master's perfect hair, shivered. Rosiel could already feel the beginnings of lust... this suicidal jump from the tall tower of grace... was quite exhilerating... He slipped his tongue into the other's mouth, for a taste of unholy fruit. It tasted fine.
He dragged him into bed next to him, pulled him close, found himself on top of him. Romans, 1:26; Leviticus, 18:19... hah... Katan looked up at him worshipfully. He wondered what the real Katan would have looked like if he'd done this to him... He gave himself over to another kiss, poured his whole corrupted soul into it. He'd never kissed anyone like that before. Katan moaned against his lips, clutching at his shoulders.
When they pulled apart, Rosiel smiled down at him. "Katan. Say that you love me."
"I love you."
He laughed. "Ah... You're such a pathetic, emotionless drone, Katan." The creature didn't seem too bothered by that one way or another, so the angel shrugged and kissed his neck. He arched into the touch quite nicely...
Why was he doing this? This thing wasn't worth sinning over. He wasn't Katan anymore. But... ah, well... he looked so much like him... Why did he have to have these realizations after it was already too late?
Rosiel moved further down, delighting in the way his puppet writhed underneith him as he trailed kisses across his stomach. Then Katan gasped and grasped his hair again, as the angel kissed something further up. Rosiel ran his tongue over a pert nipple, amazing himself with his own desire to taste and feel everything to do with this body. What an enjoyable sin...
Then Katan arched his back just so, and Rosiel took his turn at gasping as their middles brushed against each other. "Ah..." Katan managed. He knew what he wanted. The ultimate sin, the utmost manifestation of perversion. He... didn't know how much longer he could wait...
He finished removing the creature's shirt, and leaned back for a moment. "You are so beautiful," he commented, playing with a strand of the other's hair. "If there's anything left in there anymore, I hope I don't break it too badly..."
The blank smile that was Katan's only reply made him wince, so he looked away and removed first the creature's pants, and then his own clothes. To see naked... to lay with... Perhaps the writers of the Book had considered their work too holy to write the real name of the act, or maybe that was just the way people talked back then, but if you took it completely literally then they had already commited the worst sin of perversion. So as long as they were already there, eh? Rosiel placed a light kiss on the cherub's forehead.
Katan moaned and screamed and arched his back wantonly as the most beautiful angel pushed inside him, to the point where Rosiel had a great deal of trouble controling himself at all. But he let him rest for a few moments until he was sure he was no longer in pain. He really was beautiful, flushed and panting and sweating lightly... Then the creature grasped his arm in a silent plea, and he could move again...
What would they say? What could they say, shocked out of their minds? Oh, the other angels would all condem him, certainly. But he thought that, deep down, the poor starved creatures would also be jealous... To admit who they were was something no member of the wretched race was allowed to do. They would never see anything as beautiful as Katan's face right now, as viewed through a damp web of his own silver-blond hair.
There was no doubt about it. He was going to hell. Rosiel threw back his head, feeling as if he'd become nothing but a feeling. The best feeling ever. Now he just had to wonder what it would be like, if the act were not one-sided...
A little while later, as they lay in a sweaty pile of limbs and gently drifted to sleep together, someone in the shadows gasped quietly, and fled.
o)(o)(o
AN: Bwuha! Er, don't ask me why. I think the heat here has fried my brain. You don't want to ever live in Oklahoma, trust me. Especially if you have fair skin. T.T I'm going to blister!! Okay, I'm done now. Reading Leviticus scared me, so I decided to write a nice lemon ;) Okay, not really, I'd actually already started writing it by the time I read Leviticus, but, hey... But, on top of what I referenced it for, like the whole rest of it is detailed intructions for animal sacrifice O.o Scary... The Old Testament is really quite interesting, ne? Is the whole 'mysterious person hiding in the shadows' thing just too awful, or what? But at least I won't keep you in suspense, considering that I only have two more chapters to work with. And, I'll tell you a secret, (whisper), I've already writen the last one. It's short! But kinda interesting, at least, I thought so. R&R pleeeease!