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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.”

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Summer nearly shrieked with glee. “Oh, /yes/! That is /perfect/! Gabriel, I think I love you! /Please/ can I watch?” The rose dropped out of her hair, and she swooped it back up, spinning a gleeful little circle, clutching it to her mouth and laughing.

The trickster couldn’t help himself, he laughed heartily with her. “If you so desire, but it’s not too entertaining til ya hit the results.” Smiling warmly, genuinely even, Gabriel cocks his head and snaps his fingers. “And now, it’s done. The next nine months are going to be fanfreakingtastic.” Teleporting over to Summer, he steals a quick peck from her lips, then pulls back to see her reaction.

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!”

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“I’m thankful none of those are /my/ emotions,” Summer said quietly. “The problem is, I’m not even sure what would change these peoples’ minds. Maybe a period where they have to experience the thing they want to forgive would help, or just … ” She shrugged again. “If nothing else, they should feel humiliated.”

The archangel went into deep thought, then suddenly a devilish smile curled upon his lips. “I think I could arrange for humiliation… such as unwanted immaculate conception in these men.”

Summer nearly shrieked with glee. “Oh, /yes/! That is /perfect/! Gabriel, I think I love you! /Please/ can I watch?” The rose dropped out of her hair, and she swooped it back up, spinning a gleeful little circle, clutching it to her mouth and laughing.

The trickster couldn’t help himself, he laughed heartily with her. “If you so desire, but it’s not too entertaining til ya hit the results.” Smiling warmly, genuinely even, Gabriel cocks his head and snaps his fingers. “And now, it’s done. The next nine months are going to be fanfreakingtastic.” Teleporting over to Summer, he steals a quick peck from her lips, then pulls back to see her reaction.

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.”

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“Well, there are a few Republicans I had in mind… the sticks up their asses had them disrespecting rape survivors/victims. I was thinking of having redwoods sprout from their rears like vestigial tails. Would you want to set them on fire?” He grinned mischievously, his eyes sparkling.

Summer laughed. “I actually think that might be too good for them.” Her face went hard, eyes flaring. “They should have to know what it feels like.”

“Sounds like the issue hits too close to home for both of us… are you suggesting I conjure up hallucinations for them, or..?” He looked her dead in the eyes, both concerned and curious. The leviathans’ treatment of Gabriel could have been described as gang rape at best. People who acted like such things were forgivable deserved whatever they got.

“I’m thankful none of those are /my/ emotions,” Summer said quietly. “The problem is, I’m not even sure what would change these peoples’ minds. Maybe a period where they have to experience the thing they want to forgive would help, or just … ” She shrugged again. “If nothing else, they should feel humiliated.”

The archangel went into deep thought, then suddenly a devilish smile curled upon his lips. “I think I could arrange for humiliation… such as unwanted immaculate conception in these men.”

Summer nearly shrieked with glee. “Oh, /yes/! That is /perfect! Gabriel, I think I love you! /Please/ can I watch?” The rose dropped out of her hair, and she swooped it back up, spinning a gleeful little circle, clutching it to her mouth and laughing.

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“Well, there are a few Republicans I had in mind… the sticks up their asses had them disrespecting rape survivors/victims. I was thinking of having redwoods sprout from their rears like vestigial tails. Would you want to set them on fire?” He grinned mischievously, his eyes sparkling.

Summer laughed. “I actually think that might be too good for them.” Her face went hard, eyes flaring. “They should have to know what it feels like.”

“Sounds like the issue hits too close to home for both of us… are you suggesting I conjure up hallucinations for them, or..?” He looked her dead in the eyes, both concerned and curious. The leviathans’ treatment of Gabriel could have been described as gang rape at best. People who acted like such things were forgivable deserved whatever they got.

“I’m thankful none of those are /my/ emotions,” Summer said quietly. “The problem is, I’m not even sure what would change these peoples’ minds. Maybe a period where they have to experience the thing they want to forgive would help, or just … ” She shrugged again. “If nothing else, they should feel humiliated.”

“Well, there are a few Republicans I had in mind… the sticks up their asses had them disrespecting rape survivors/victims. I was thinking of having redwoods sprout from their rears like vestigial tails. Would you want to set them on fire?” He grinned mischievously, his eyes sparkling.

Summer laughed. “I actually think that might be too good for them.” Her face went hard, eyes flaring. “They should have to know what it feels like.”