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He was pure. Like fresh snow that lies on the ground. He was light, a pure light in the middle of a winter storm. Like that light you beg for when you are at your darkest hour. His skin felt soft. The way it felt under Glen's rough hands. Hands that long to touch unforsaken skin. Blood stained, violence. Sins that burned into Glen's hands. Sins that if Glen kept those cold, blood stained fingers against Shinya porcelain skin long enough, it would turn black and tarnish. If Glen touched Shinya long enough then the white haired, blue eyed boy would too become a walking sin. Glen felt soft lips pressing to his own. Soft lips of an angle. This angle, pure and untouched. Soft hands that have never known sin run along Glen face and through his hair. Blue eyes stair into pure. Crystals against shadows. Shinya, though of a family of noble wretches, was pure and sweet. Every bad thing done for them, because of them. He truly was a victim of an unjust life. Shinya could have been so many amazing things. So much more then an assassin and plaything for those awful beings by the name of Hiragi. Glen hated them, despised them in every way. They were cruel, inhuman people. Men and women of savage. People whom look out for themselves and themselves alone. Throwing family, friends and lovers even to be killed or hurt. Lives are meaningless to them so long as they save themselves. Glen himself has no room to talk though.
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Shinya truly is pure. Glen can feel it in every essence. Every touch feels holy, clean. Even while doing things that are considered to be dirty by the standers of higher society. He can feel Shinya's warm breath hit his face as tears stream down it. An innocence stolen in a moments breath. Glen knows it hurts, he still remembers it, but Shinya begs him to keep going. He wants this, its his choice. As it was Glen's. Glen choose it, loved it. It made him dark but he never had a reason to care. No one would mess him as he descended into his own self hate and dark desires. Shinya is too pure for Glen. Glen wants to say it, tell him everything, but he won't. He won't say anything, but the words Shinya wants to hear.
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Glen rubs his head, a headache forming. Her words repeating his head. A mocking voice, arms around him. Reminders of all those bad things he has done. How many times has he touched her knowing what she is? Glen didn't even know anymore. He would get lonely, she was always around. Making him dream, give into his lust because that's what she feed off of. Glen didn't blame her for wanting him to please her. She was a girl with needs and he was to blame for her desire for the forbidden fruit she craved. Glen knew he was to blame every time he touched her and she only smirked and made sounds he wished he had heard when she was still his. When she was breathing. He wondered to himself if she had always tasted so sweet. She feed on his lust while he feed on the sweet honey she had. The delicious sounds she made driving him to the edge. He did this because she deserved to be happy. Because he failed her and couldn't save her. This was the lest he could do. Even if it wasn't her anymore. Glen shook out of his thoughts and focused on finishing the report. His betrayal.
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Glen felt his heart break as he watched Shinya run. He could tell the pure snow white haired boy didn't wish to leave. He wanted to save Glen. Glen felt tears come to his eyes. Shinya was worried about him. Glen felt bad for causing him, along with the others so much worry. He could imagine Yuu's worried face, the tears that would stream endlessly from when he heard of Glen's capture. He wanted to say sorry, not to worry about him. Glen wanted them to let him go. Because he wasn't worth saving. Because he didn't need to be saved. He choose this. He wasn't even on their side. He felt his heart break more as Yuu attepted to save him and had to be taken away by Kimizuki. He felt Crowley dragging him away and a tear slipped down his face. “I'm so sorry Yuu.” Glen whispered.
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He heard Ferid's amused laughing. The white haired man stood before him. He was mocking Glen about what he had been doing. About his moments of passion with Shinya. Asking if Shinya's first was anywhere as good as Glen's. Glen just shrugged. How was he to know. More then likely not. Glen's had been with one whom wasn't human. So, it was more pleasurable for Glen for that reason. Glen stood up from his chair, pinning Ferid to the wall.
“Enough of the jokes. Onto the next part of the plan.” Glen said. Ferid smirked and nodded his head. Everything was almost in place. Soon they would have the other seraph and he would believe the humans evil. Ferid couldn't wait to see the look of despair on the face of those humans when they realize they lost glen and would soon lose Yuuichirou as well.