vomit / no way / don’t ship / ok / fucking cute / adorable / sexy / perfect / flawless / ship forever / i will ship them in hell
Must invent a shipname for this … not a names mashup, either. Ugh.
Trickster’s Heart. Yes.
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“Well, ye—mmph!” She wraps her arms around his neck, eyes closing, drowning in the sense of him. Okay, she’d get more information out of him later. In the meantime, she ignored the fact that he was an archangel and just enjoyed his warmth.
Deepening the kiss, long-ignored desires stir within the angel. Something about Summer and her seeming permanence brought out the heart he pretended not to have.
She needs to breathe. She’s trying desperately to hold on to the memory of his words at their last meeting,. She doesn’t want to use him; he’s unique and glorious, yes, but not to be treated as something to collect. She pulls back, breaking the kiss, still feeling the imprint of his mouth on hers. “Gabriel.”
His wings fold back, and he looks into Summer’s eyes. “Yes, that’s my name, don’t wear it out.” he smiles sadly, his heart not in that terrible joke at all.
“What’s wrong?” She’s still pressed up against him, arms about his neck, and searches his eyes. One hand threads up into his hair.
The barrage of hugs was overwhelming. She had to take a moment to catch her breath, laughing. “Yes! Stay put!” She flung her arms around him, clinging.
He places a kiss on the redhead’s forehead. “I never wanted to leave in the first place…” he murmurs, holding her tightly.
Trying to climb him like a tree, Summer pushes up on her toes, reaching for Gabriel’s mouth. “We had /this/ discussion before you disappeared,” she reminds him.
“Excuse my manners, doll. I was a bit preoccupied – usually when I disappear like that, I come back to gravestones, not people. Thank fuck, you’re a person.” With that, he envelops her within his wings and kisses her full on the lips, happy relief spilling from him as he lightly sucks at her lower lip.
“Well, ye—mmph!” She wraps her arms around his neck, eyes closing, drowning in the sense of him. Okay, she’d get more information out of him later. In the meantime, she ignored the fact that he was an archangel and just enjoyed his warmth.
Deepening the kiss, long-ignored desires stir within the angel. Something about Summer and her seeming permanence brought out the heart he pretended not to have.
She needs to breathe. She’s trying desperately to hold on to the memory of his words at their last meeting,. She doesn’t want to use him; he’s unique and glorious, yes, but not to be treated as something to collect. She pulls back, breaking the kiss, still feeling the imprint of his mouth on hers. “Gabriel.”
The barrage of hugs was overwhelming. She had to take a moment to catch her breath, laughing. “Yes! Stay put!” She flung her arms around him, clinging.
He places a kiss on the redhead’s forehead. “I never wanted to leave in the first place…” he murmurs, holding her tightly.
Trying to climb him like a tree, Summer pushes up on her toes, reaching for Gabriel’s mouth. “We had /this/ discussion before you disappeared,” she reminds him.
“Excuse my manners, doll. I was a bit preoccupied – usually when I disappear like that, I come back to gravestones, not people. Thank fuck, you’re a person.” With that, he envelops her within his wings and kisses her full on the lips, happy relief spilling from him as he lightly sucks at her lower lip.
“Well, ye—mmph!” She wraps her arms around his neck, eyes closing, drowning in the sense of him. Okay, she’d get more information out of him later. In the meantime, she ignored the fact that he was an archangel and just enjoyed his warmth.
Summer jerked to a stop in her hallway, just avoiding tripping over Helios. “Gabriel?!” she whispered. She didn’t know how, but she knew he was back. Somewhere, somehow. He was back.
With a series of smoke puffs, he hugged her from every angle, teleporting like a pro, as usual. Stopping to face her, he smiles sheepishly. “You miss me?”
The barrage of hugs was overwhelming. She had to take a moment to catch her breath, laughing. “Yes! Stay put!” She flung her arms around him, clinging.
He places a kiss on the redhead’s forehead. “I never wanted to leave in the first place…” he murmurs, holding her tightly.
Trying to climb him like a tree, Summer pushes up on her toes, reaching for Gabriel’s mouth. “We had /this/ discussion before you disappeared,” she reminds him.
Ladies and gentlemen:
For 3 random hours, the mun has returned.
Summer jerked to a stop in her hallway, just avoiding tripping over Helios. “Gabriel?!” she whispered. She didn’t know how, but she knew he was back. Somewhere, somehow. He was back.
With a series of smoke puffs, he hugged her from every angle, teleporting like a pro, as usual. Stopping to face her, he smiles sheepishly. “You miss me?”
The barrage of hugs was overwhelming. She had to take a moment to catch her breath, laughing. “Yes! Stay put!” She flung her arms around him, clinging.
Ladies and gentlemen:
For 3 random hours, the mun has returned.
Summer jerked to a stop in her hallway, just avoiding tripping over Helios. “Gabriel?!” she whispered. She didn’t know how, but she knew he was back. Somewhere, somehow. He was back.
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She stared back at Gabriel, eyes gone huge and round. “I th-thought you didn’t — I mean — um.” Summer cleared her throat. “Gabriel,” she started carefully, “if you don’t want me to ‘jump your bones’ that’s a funny way of going about it.”
Biting his lip nervously, the angel blushed a deep red. “I…um… sorry, you were being so cute that I couldn’t not…?” He swallowed hard. “I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“I’m not offended,” she said immediately. Gently, she put a hand on his arm. “I’m just confused, okay? I’m not at all offended or annoyed. Please don’t apologise.” Her gaze flicked away, then back, the mischievous twinkle in them again. “Or if you have to be sorry, be sorry with a proper kiss. I’m less than half your age, and I can do better than that!”
Smiling wickedly, he murmured, “As you wish.” Cupping the girl’s face with his hands, Gabriel kissed her full on the mouth, flicking his tongue teasingly over her lower lip. Gently, he nipped and sucked at her mouth, one hand moving to tangle in her hair.
Summer pushed up on her toes, hands sliding up Gabriel’s chest. “Hmmm,” she told him, incoherently, pressing her tongue to his. After a long moment, needing to breathe, she drew back. “Once again,” she murmured, smiling, “if you don’t want me to want you, that’s a funny way of going about it.”