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Golden light suddenly flooded the interior of the car, shining through fogged windows. Illuminating and refracting off of the angel’s halo and blinding him for a brief moment. Averting his eyes, Aki’s hands rested on the other’s hips, holding them in place until the headlights left them in darkness once more.
With an exhale, he watched the hairs of the angel’s neck stand on end. They were so close. In another life he could have brushed his lips against their skin; but in this, fate continued to tempt and taunt him.
The foul sound of leather scrunching caught his attention and Aki saw the angel’s hand gripping the seat in front of them. Their glove clung to the similar material, causing that noise he normally hated.
But now, it just made his own grip tighten on them. Mirroring and making another noise of fabric straining against the black leather of his gloves. Spreading his feet slightly, Aki braced for the devil’s weight as he rolled his hips upwards. A shudder spread even to the angel’s feathers as their head hung and the scrunch of their gloved hands echoed once more.
Muscles in both of their legs flexed as the action was repeated. Aki could feel as their leg’s tension slipped away and turned to a slight tremor, shaking against the tops of his thighs. The heels of their shoes hit the insides of his ankles as a sharp breath slipped out of them.
Glancing down, Aki looked at where they met. With his thumbs he pushed just a touch, guiding the angel to lean forwards to let him see the red of the strap glistening between them. The black of the harness blended in with his slacks, but that bright red of silicone was impossible to miss even in the dim lighting and it being mostly buried inside the angel on his lap.
Their wings shuddered again, and Aki leaned back, sinking into the back seat as he watched more red follow with him. Unable to look away as he pushed it back to the hilt.
The front of his slacks were soaked, the weight of the angel and the hard front of the harness were pressing against his erection. Each shift of their body, each breath they took made it harder to ignore what was between his legs. Strained uncomfortably against fabric, begging for release.
The devil’s other hand came back to grab his wrist. Though their gloves merely stuck together for a moment before their hand slipped, he watched the fingers twitch before grabbing at him once more. Their legs spasmed, jerking up when they connected.
Feathers rustled, almost as if they were trying to cover what noises came from their parted lips. It was quiet, contained like the space they were in.
A secret.
In the time since they’d started only a couple cars had passed. Each time filling theirs with an invasive light, seemingly reminding them to stop, but neither could bring themselves to. There was something about being so in the open that made the thrill double. In the parking lot, still on the clock, just under the noses of those who kept the collars tight on both of their necks.
Temptation bit harder at his heels as he guided the devil back onto his chest. Gentle warning fell on deaf ears as their wings uncomfortably dug into both of them. Steady hands began to unbutton the white shirt that clung to his angel as their hair tickled against his neck.
Their head was barely on his shoulder, turned away from him to provide enough room for that false sense of safety to pulse between them. The last button was pushed through its hole and their shirt was spread and draped over the angel’s sides. Aki’s hands fastened to their skin, through the gloves he tried to hold onto that brief touch they’d shared weeks before and remember. What they’d felt like, what he could no longer have but desired carnally.
Holding them in place as he rolled his hips up into them, he trailed his hands downwards only when the red silicone was fully buried and fastened in place between slow, deliberate thrusts. The windows were completely fogged, each of the devil’s small whimpers and breaths seemingly contributing to the hazy hue of light through now opaque glass.
It’d been so slow, Aki knew they would be sore by now — that they were ready to finish but unable to reach it alone. His fingers dug into the inner, highest most flesh of their thighs and spread them further. Their shins bumped the insides of his knees and he could feel them brush against his gloved knuckle.
Tenderly he caressed the devil’s skin, teasing by just barely missing their member. They huffed and lifted their hips slightly, quietly begging for him to finish it, but he just pushed them back down. The shift slipped his own cock and when the next grind came Aki felt a pent up breath escape him. Resting his chin on their shoulder he listened to the angel’s little pants and whines as he cupped their erection with one hand.
They were good, doing as his hands dictated, even when he knew they were tired. They were throbbing in his caged hand, and with his other he hugged them against him. Crushed wings dug into his ribs and he heard how strained their noises were growing. It was getting harder to keep any kind of rhythm, the head of his cock was soaked in excess lube and rubbing against the back of the harness.
Still refusing to help them finish he squeezed a touch harder and selfishly pushed himself closer.
“Angel-“
“..’s not nice..” The angel’s voice was hushed, and he heard that pleading tone they used only for him. It made his stomach lurch, hearing them like that. Knowing he pushed them to it.
Aki nodded against them, their loose shirt’s fabric barely clinging to their shoulders, “I know—I know you deserve better. I’m being mean.” There was a shake to his words as he looked down at them.
Exposed skin, starch against all the black of his suit and the darkness. How soft he knew that skin was, how it shimmered for him, slick with a sweat they’d built up, and he wanted to taste it. To bring his tongue to any part of them and drink.
He could taste their cum on his tongue, their blood, their spit-
Only a whimper met him and with a tightened grip he felt himself hesitate before spilling against the inside of his boxers. A shaky noise tumbled from his lips and he held that position for a moment. His angel was frozen in place, their body rigid except for a twitch against his gloved palm.
Exhaling softly, Aki moved his hand to slowly stroke the other, putting them out of their long extended misery before rocking again. This time more uneven, still shaking from his climax but not willing to be too selfish with their time, though focus was difficult.
The devil’s fingers were shaking, he saw how badly they wished to cling to him but recognized their reservation. One wrong fling of the hand could bring everything crashing down.
He coaxed them, he saw their distance grow. There was an ache that came with it, his mind was still frayed from what was drying against his thighs but he let that ache in.
The angel’s shoes clumsily landed atop his own, seemingly clinging to anything that could ground them as he slowly pumped them. His thumb traced circles around the head, careful not to let the glove chafe. Each time he felt their hips raise he thrust to make sure that red was fully pushed back inside.
That taut body fell back completely against him as their legs began to close. Their hips melded together and he held them as white landed heavy upon black fabric.
The angel grew quiet as their breathing struggled to catch up and Aki slowly started cleaning them both off. It was slow and gentle as they limply rested against him.
After a few moments they turned their head slightly, careful as ever and caught his gaze, “You always mess my wings up.”
Feathers ruffled and a small chuckle met the sound as Aki smoothed those he could reach, “I can fix them later.”
Shaking their head, the devil sighed, “That’s too much work.”
Turning slowly, they rested themself on his lap, facing him now as their wings stretched. Several clumps of feathers were crushed and out of sorts and it made a lazy smile touch his lips. Their head cocked and hands rested upon his stomach, “I just want to sleep.”
Gripping at the fabric they groaned, “I hate when you make me do the work.”
Aki nodded, “I know, I know.”