Wings (Hell Circles side story)

A/N: I was in hell when I wrote this one.

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As I walked towards my destination I could hear Eon´s clear voice singing a chant. It was almost as if his voice weaved in the air with powerful silver threads. I winced inwardly, it was a little known fact but an angel chant was something powerful, it hurt demons. Eon´s as a fallen angel wasn´t as powerful as it could´ve been if he wasn’t one but it could still hurt a lower demon and cause some mild headache to me, despite this, his voice was beautiful and I loved to listen to it so I continued walking towards Eon´s room.

When I opened the door, he stopped his chant, he looked up to me and smiled, I had to focus in keeping my mouth from hanging open.  He´d never seemed happy to see me, not that I was fooling myself thinking he was happy to see me now, but he´d never smiled at me. He hadn’t even stopped his chanting whenever I entered, until today.

“It was a beautiful chant” I commented as I sat on the chair close to his bed. He nodded slightly, the ghost of his prior smile still visible, lightning his eyes “what did it say?” I decided to ask since he seemed in such good mood. He hesitated. “You don’t have to answer that, it was just curiosity” I said dismissively. He breathed in a couple of deep breaths.

“I was thanking” he said, his eyes half closed and a light tint colored his cheeks as if embarrassed about something

“You are grateful about something” I said unable to hide my surprise, he looked up at me and something flickered in his eyes

“Even down here, The Lord, has favored me” he said humbly as if undeserving. I raised my eyebrows wondering. That didn’t happen; we were abandoned down here, happily abandoned… as if this could ever get close to happiness.

“A favor…?”

“Yes, a miracle” he looked like one of those angel icons from old churches, slightly sad and thoughtful.

“A miracle, Eon?” I could hear the surprise in my voice, that was impossible, we were in hell, he was in a prince of darkness castle, no miracles got done down here, never. Prayers weren’t said and if they were, any of them passed the ceiling. Our curse was to be forgotten and punished in this darkness.

“Yes –he smiled- look” his smile became broader as if he wasn’t able to contain himself. I stared. In the blink of an eye, a pair of white wings sprung from his back. “My wings grew back and they got strong, they… I think they could work” he turned around and flexed them once as if to prove his point. I was amazed; I had seen the residual limb of where his wings had been torn off his shell. Cruel thing, if you ask me. He had not only felt the pain of his human shell, something similar to getting your arms ripped off of your body by being pulled out but also the pain in his real angelic form, some kind of emotional pain, but twice or thrice that amount but now, he was happy, a tempered happiness that filled the room like warm sun touching your skin when you´re cold. I smiled a sideway smile.

“Wings…” I said like an echo, he turned around, his expression fell a little

“Well –he started- I… don´t know if I they could really… if I could…” fly was the unsaid word

“His word will be completed in you” I said almost believing it´d happen, almost touching faith, it avoided my tainted self. He stared at me, first with wide eyes of surprise and then with a pleasant smile, his green eyes bored in mine, those eyes made my knees weak but I stood. I was not used to weakness.

“Hungry?” I raised an eyebrow as I walked toward him; he took a step back, closer to the mirror on the further wall of the room. I could see the wanting in his eyes; it had been a couple of days since the last time he´d fed. I smirked as I extended my hand to him. He shook his head ever so slightly and I dropped my hand. He walked passed me, around me, as he flexed his shoulders up making his wings disappear, two long slits were torn in his shirt. Midway he stopped and turned around to face me.

“Do you…?” he started but stopped shaking his head a little

“Yes?” I prompted. It had been a struggle to make him talk to me, so I cherished every word. What a joke of a demon I am, cherishing words. I might be bored… yeah…

“Never mind…” he shied away

“What is it? Ask anything” I smirked as I extended both my arms and looked at him from head to toe, he stared for a moment, he never did as I said, so I thought he was not going to say anything

“Do you have wings?” he asked softly as I took slowly paced in front of him. I stopped to show him my smirk. I had an idea; it was the type that made him take a step back

“I do” I replied, he was silent, I got rid of my jacket and shirt

“What are you doing?” his voice harsh, with an edge of alarm in it

“I´m showing them to you –I winked- which is a high privilege, I don’t show those to anybody”

“Why?” he ignored my arrogant statement, his eyes bored on mine, I sighed, I hated this type of showing myself but then the angel had what I wanted, was what I wanted…

“They make me look like a crow” I mumbled as I willed my wings out, Eon´s breath caught in his throat

“Magnificent” he whispered, to me it was loud as if he´d shout the words; it was like a ripple of water against me. I had never liked my wings, they were black like every other demon´s but instead of that charcoal black they all had, mine resembled those of a crow, some shine that made them look blue depending on the light. Through the centuries, Yotta, Nitio and Luce had teased me since forever for the strange color in them, only because they were either my equal or my superior in rank, the rest, whoever dared to even mention it had been vanished to the deepest darkest places of hell. I disliked my wings and never spread them out nor showed them but now for Eon I did and was rewarded with a look of awe from his green eyes.

“Can I…?” he reached out a hand as if to touch one of them but quickly recoiled

“Go on, I don’t mind” I said as disinterested as I could. I was a good liar so I think I looked disinterested. Eon took a step forward, not looking at my face but as if fascinated in the way his hand reached to the top of my left wing, he brushed his open palm over the edge of it.

He was touching me, a part of me that was way more private than any other part of me, shivers ran down my spine and I forced myself to close my eyes, I knew he´d hate the look on my face if he saw my eyes. When his hand reached the tip of my wing he took the black feathers between two of his fingers and caressed the length of it, a jolt of energy went through me. I was a lust demon so that really didn’t help matters; I forced myself to change to my original form, less likely that it showed the burning in me. Eon let go of my wing and circled around me, his fingertips lightly brushing the back of my wing until he got to my back where he put both his palms flat on my shoulder blades, from where my wings protrude, my knees buckled, I stopped it. He was killing me and draining the self-control I wasn’t at all glad to keep yet I was willing to do my best to keep to so that I could have him touching me and he did. His fingers threated between my feathers going to the inside, under them, to the soft ones below. I groaned, unable to stop myself. At this, he pulled his hand out making me open my eyes wide

“Did I hurt you?” his hand rested on my shoulder very softly. I cleared my throat

“No.  Tickles” I lied, I heard a tiny chuckle

“Tickles… I´ll stop then”

“It´s alright, caught me by surprise there” I downplayed it. We were silent for a while, I looked over my shoulder. “I´ll fold them now” I said, he nodded and I carefully fold them, before I could turn around, once again I felt his hands on me, on my folded wings

“They´re huge” he said in barely a whisper

“It´s not the only huge thing I´ve got” I wanted to say but kept it to myself, “So, hungry?” I said instead and turned around, knowing my self-control wouldn’t hold any longer. All I wanted was to grab him and pin him under me… I had to stop that train of thought; I walked towards the bed, the whole two steps, sat and lay there, wings under me. One of them only barely spread, my arms at my sides, my eyes closed. After a while I felt the bed dipping at my side. I wanted to smirk but I controlled my features.

“A white feather” he leaned over my side, his stomach on mine, and his hand on my semi-extended wing “I didn’t know demons…”

“I´m the only one with that… it´s just one on the inside, easy to hide” I moved my wing slightly, hiding the white feather, he threaded his fingers between the feathers and lightly moved them, made it so the single white feather was visible

“Looks good” he moved to see me, until then he seemed to realize how close to my face he was and I couldn’t help but to tempt him to do what I knew we both wanted, ok, what I wanted, since for him it was actually a need. A need, I particularly liked that.

Slowly through my slightly parted lips I let out some energy, from there and only from there, his eyes threatened to close but they remained open, slowly as if pulled he came closer and closer, the closer he was, the harder was for me to control all myself, so the energy flow grew but that only seemed to pull him even closer until the gap between us disappeared. He was eager, I couldn’t complain. His soft lips urged my mouth to open and I did, more than glad to oblige. After a moment, he separated from me for a second only to grab my face with both hands and tilt it to a side, he explored my mouth and I lost it, my wings spread and wrapped themselves around Eon´s body….

I did keep my arms on my sides but my wings covered him complete, it was as good as touching him with my hands. For a moment I thought he´d moved away but instead he only deepened the kiss which almost caused me to turn us around and get away with what I wanted but I stopped when I heard a low moan coming from him. It made me realize I had lost control of the hold in my energy and instead of coming only from my mouth it exuded through my body, through my feathers and he was being a glutton, one of the seven sins, I liked it, made me smirk, trust me to make a fallen angel more tainted.

Eon went limp. I got momentarily scared but he was still breathing, flushed but breathing, I chuckled and turned him over so that he was on his back. “Rest well, Eon” I stole a kiss of his slightly open mouth and left the room with an idiotic grin in my face and my wings still out.

Heaven Levels: Growing Wings II

“Please” I got closer to him and pleaded like I had pleaded back in hell, I must admit though I might seem a little forceful when doing this but I really wanted him to let me touch him. He leaned in and kissed me softly “let me touch your heart this time” I whispered as we parted. He had a remarkable ability for reading my soul, mind and energy but I knew he hadn´t let me touch his soul completely.

“Zett…” he touched my check.

“I´ll beg for it if I have to” I often shocked myself at how willing I was to beg and forget my pride when it was about Eon. He smiled a small smile, perhaps remembering all the times I had begged for him to let me touch him. He nodded once and gave me his hand, like he´d done so long ago. I took his hand in min and felt nothing, contrary to how things had been, I was the one being fed in here, granted I didn´t need physical contact like Eon had needed but I just still enjoyed it with my little hobby of having a human body.

“Feed me” he said sensing I was at a loss. I did as he said “feel your own energy going to me” he said as he´d said before except all those other times he was also giving me his energy and at times other angels were there was well, it was all too overwhelming but he´s said that´s how “new angels” learn to distinguish energies and to be empathic not minding only one being´s feelings but taking into account all people feelings. To me it was way too much especially as I tried to conceal myself from the rest of angels but now it was only me and him and I was the one passing on energy. I wondered how it tasted now. Eon always seemed to care about the flavor of it.

“I love you too” he mouthed when I looked at his amazing green eyes. I was taken aback, the corner of his mouth shot up in what looked like a little smirk. I narrowed my eyes.

“How...?”

“You're passing me your energy. I´m tasting it” was his expression smug? I think my ways have rubbed on him, I smiled at this and upon remembering how crushed I had felt back in her wanting to hear those words but at the same time wanting to conceal that from him “Focus, Zett” Eon´s voice made me go back to my little task I nodded and kept passing my energy, trying to feel it after a moment I felt it was like touching him with my hands which made me to actually want to touch him. I heard him chuckle, I looked up at him, until that moment I realized I wasn´t looking at his face anymore.

“I’m glad your eyes remained the same, they´re easy to read” I knew what he was seeing there, he´d ran away from me every time he'd seen that look in my eyes back when he was my prisoner but now he just laughed and walked away making me go behind him. I think he secretly always liked that and me kissing his feet, for an angel he´s quite proud.

“It´s impossible not to want you” I said with short breath, he got closer the tip of our nose almost touching

“Focus, angel” he said brushing my lips. Even though now I was an angel, he used the word as a term of endearment, he knew I liked it. I unconsciously followed him when he sat up but he didn´t let me kiss him “not if you don’t focus, you´re losing it” he had always been very strict but after all, this was something I had asked. I wanted to be able to reach his soul; I had to meet him half way. Once again I focused on my energy going over what was his skin, I felt his lips against mine “good” I tried to kiss back and he sat up once again, that was plain teasing.

“Eon” I whimpered. I´m such a wimp when it comes to him, my servants made a joke about it once of course they got the punishment of their existence. I wondered if Eon sensed my thoughts just now.

“Don´t touch me with your body, touch me with your energy” that was a hard thing to do because both of us had not flesh and bones body but one made of energy “not hard, Zett, don´t kiss back with your mouth and don´t feel me with your hands but with the very core of you” he instructed and I felt more than a little frustrated. I lay over the lounge chair we were on letting out a breath and with my arm over my eyes.

“My Zett was so much more patient in hell” Eon moved away my arm and brushed my hair out of my face.

“Many demons were punished to let out my frustration on the times when the fallen angel wouldn´t let me touch him” I laughed “they hated you so bad” I said, his eyes widened and he made a silent “oh”

“We can try this another time” he suggested

“No –I hurried to say- I´ll be patient”

“It´s ok, Zett”

“Why don't you want me to see you? You said love has no secrets” I said and he sighed as if it was obvious what he was about to say

“I can’t show you if you can´t see it, like I can´t tell you things through my energy if you can´t taste it”

“I want to see” I said as if wanting was all it took but no, when it came to Eon… I always had to work hard but he was so worth it.

“and I want you to do it” he leaned and pressed a light peck on my forehead “feed me” he said again and this time I was able to be completely aware of his body as if I was touching it but my hands were not touching him.

“Well done, we´re getting close” he whispered in my ear. I couldn´t help but notice he said “we” instead of “you”. His words carried energy; he went to my mouth and kissed me, lingering there. I started to wonder if he didn´t want me to feel more of him.

“Ask me” I heard his voice in my head, I furrowed my eyebrows. It was a very strange thing to feel invaded like that but also, the feeling in itself was strange, in all my years as a demon I had never felt invaded and so many beings had lay with me but now the most pure being was with me not even touching me and I felt nude, he´d made me feel that way even before being exposed and that had never before been a problem for me.

“You make me feel exposed” I mumbled, Eon squeezed my hand

“You´re beautiful on the nude” he joked. I often thought he´d spent too long of a time in her. For a long moment he just looked at me with his deep green eyes that always make my mind go crazy, so crazy that I almost forgot my prior thought and that he wanted me to voice it. At times I hated that in here he seemed to have all the answers while I was at his mercy. I had always been the one in control though when it was about Eon I had lost.

“Don´t you want me to see you?” I voiced my doubt, he´d started to feed me right when I was getting a feeling of what things were. His eyes seemed to smile as if he was pleased that I did as he said, it was the same back in hell when he was contented with what energy he had gotten his eyes seemed to smile and I was a sucker for that look.

“you have been feeding me not getting any energy, if we keep like this you´ll start to feel weak and will probably fall asleep again –he explained I let out a breath- it´s ok, Zett, you´re a young angel, we have eternity to do what we want” with this explanation I pulled his head gently to kiss his lips, he molded his body to mine and I clung to him, my hands at his back.

We live in eternity, it´s not an easy task to try to refer to times because it all happens in the present, it´s a hard concept to grasp but that´s how it is, so I might say that a moment later he took a human form but it might have taken a few days, time wise, of just a fraction of a second, what matters is that he took a human form the exact same body he´d have back at the dungeon in hell. I gasped and did the same as I took his energy I started to feel it was a very strong and overpowering type, spicy flavored energy. He was feeling me up like he did when I was on the verge of insanity. His energy changed again, it had now a mellow taste to it, and somehow the warmth of the morning sun after a cold night, with this, I felt him in me.

“Eon…” he silenced me with a scorching kiss and the taste I felt was a rich textured sugar-like melting in me. I hoped he knew how good I was feeling. The tastes I was feeling made my optimism come to surface, I thought that it was likely that soon I was not going to be overwhelmed with all that more over I was going to be able to reach, to touch Eon´s heart and with that the taste of his energy changed, this time it felt cool, like the sensation of fresh water in a hot summer day after a long, long walk. “I liked this one a lot” I wrapped myself around Eon´s body as he gently rocked me along with him; he locked gazes with me as he brushed away some strands off of my face.

“I like it a lot too” he smiled. I lifted my face a little to kiss me but he wouldn´t let me, I looked at him with confused eyes “ever felt that before?” instinctively my body arched rubbing myself against him, a jolt of energy went through me to end up with a shudder and his energy a mix of that very spicy one with the rich textured one. My eyelids felt somewhat heavy but I wasn´t tired at all, on the contrary, I felt exhilarated. Eon placed himself on my side and cupped my face with one hand and kissed my nose “you didn´t answer me, my angel” he said softly

“I...” I had felt that same contentment and exhilarating sensation back when we were one for the first time. I wondered why Eon had asked that. “It felt so good” I concluded thinking he needed some kind of reassurance.

“The same?” he asked lifting both eyebrows. Why was he asking so much I wondered and then it hit me? I went over our little rendezvous and realized the flavors in Eon´s energy had to do with what I was feeling when I was feeling it: lust, gratitude, pleasure, hope and at the end the mix of lust and pleasure.

“You were showing me the taste of what I was feeling” my eyes widened as I hard myself and realized that had been it, he´d been like a mirror of me. He chuckled as I kissed his collarbone and the most amazing balanced, sweet flavor, one that I faintly tasted after Eon had gotten jealous, flowed to me. I looked up at Eon. “Is this…?” I struggled to ask, the feeling was overwhelming but I had felt overwhelmed like that, once and he´d been the cause. Eon slowly closed and opened his eyes.

“Down there, that is how I knew you loved me” he smiled with the side of his mouth

“You felt that?” he nodded “you said it was bitter?”

“It was… when I got angry before you felt it, certain emotions or intentions make it unstable, and thick and bitter… you won't find it here though but you´ll find it a lot in humans…”

We laid in silence for a long while, I was rejoicing in the learned things. After a while I attempted to experience what I had just experienced again. “No, Zett” Eon said and though I attempted to entice him, he, as always, didn´t give in. he had a talent for making me go crazy. He always wanted me to be patient and I had no choice. “Don´t mop around, love” he whispered taking my hand as we went to supper.

Heaven Level´s: Growing Wings

What is wrong with me? I see myself remembering all this and a bit of my former pride wakes up, how did a prince of darkness, the one who was going to be the demon kind fell so low? Or rather went up so high? I´m not who I was anymore and though that small threat of pride remains I´m don´t wish to go back to my former power, instead, I´m in heaven, trying to learn how to be an angel, nothing´s for free, but as Eon says, it´s all for a greatest purpose… it´s so annoying sometimes but I´m here growing wings and this is how I´m earning the halo. I feel like mocking myself at this, why am I even telling this story? Am I emulating Eon? When did the roles changed? Zett does not follow anybody, yet I did… For the sake of telling this story properly, I must clarify we´re all spirits, genderless but I love so much to have a body, a frail yet strong gorgeous, body, there´s nothing like feeling things with a human body. Eon finds it strange but he and everybody else in here indulges my little hobby so I often refer to myself as a “man” or a "woman" and the same for the rest, I like to imagine them in bodies, specially Eon, I really like his angelic form but he was such an angel in the body he was trapped. Eon always makes a face at this. I doubt he´d understand this little hobby of mine. Anyway, here’s the story of the demon learning to be an angel.

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“Eon, please” I pleaded attempting to grab my angel´s hand. He was mad at me and currently walking fast “Let me explain!” I followed him. He turned around, the look in his eyes let me know this was going to be hard but no matter what I had to make him listen. I hated that Eon was angry at. I owed him everything after all. Because of him I had been able to know heaven and even before I was in heaven he saved me from madness.

“Why would I want words after what I´ve seen?” he made a disgusted face at me and that brought memories of that horrible being I had been. I started to unconsciously shed tears. My new nature, fee of evil, made it so irritatingly easy to show my true feelings.

“I´m sorry, I´m sorry…” I barely whispered closing my eyes.

It had been heaven since we left hell, the day he said he didn´t want to leave me had been the happiest of my long existence and now my evil past had hell come back to me. We had been feeding; I had even managed to convince Eon to take a body to do so. His energy was coming to me and mine to him, it was always as that first time, the day he let me touch his hand, his lips, it was one of the greatest pleasures that can be felt but his one time as I felt this bliss, he was also feeling me and he has a way of knowing every tiny bit of me and hew saw I had have communications with Yotta, he wanted us to meet. I knew Eon wouldn’t like the idea but Yotta seemed in need somehow, the mood started to change for the worst there, somewhere in my mind I was starting to consider meeting Yotta without Eon knowing and there Eon pushed me away and didn´t let me explain. I was such a horrible being. Maybe I hadn´t really left my demonic nature after all I was planning to leave heaven, to leave the angel that had saved me behind to go meet a demon who had been my former playma… well…

“Why, Zett?” Eon whispered touching my face. I hadn´t realized I was kneeling down until I saw him knelt down in front of me, his expression was hurt

“I´m sorry” I said bowing until my face touched the round. As a prince of darkness I had never bowed my head to anybody, only to Eon and I do it if I had to for as many times as needed. I heard him sigh heavily and then he made me get to my feel. I looked at him expectantly, he motioned for me to go to the garden, our favorite place where we spent most of our time, he had been teaching me hymns I had proven to be bad for that. I walked and he followed me. We sat on a long lounge chair.

“Eon, it's not what you think. I love you” I hurried to say

“And what is it that I think?” he raised an eyebrow

“You saw I was thinking in meeting Yotta. You think I want to go to him but that´s not it” I looked away as I said so, because in way it was what I was thinking and how I was thinking it.

“You were hiding it –he took my face between his hands- you don’t hide good things, Zett, only bad things” his voice wasn´t even angry anymore, he only sounded tired and hurt.

“No, Eon, I knew you´d get mad given my past with Yotta but I never meant to go back to him, I want to b by your side” I´m not going to be the ‘wife´of the new demon king I added for myself

“Why, Zett? Why would you want to meet him? Are you not happy? Are you not happy with me…? I...” his voice broke

“Eon –I sighed- let me explain, Yotta…”

“Stop” Eon interrupted me grabbing my face and planting a scorching kiss on my mouth. I felt his energy. I had never understood the taste that he had mentioned and that by now I was supposed to be accustomed to taste until now. It was bitter, his anger and the feeling of not being enough had made his energy bitter and quite frankly very dislikable. I wanted it to change to how it was before, like water, tasteless but fresh and good. He deepened the kiss pushing me down on the chair. It was as if he wanted to fuse our bodies. He was furious but mostly sad but his kiss and the feeling of having him close like that made all of me to be like before, all willing to whatever he wanted, wide open for him to do what he wanted and what he knew I wanted. I sensed him searching in my head and heart as his hands were searching on my body. At first I tried to order my thoughts to him but his hands and his mouth and his energy inside me made it impossible to focus, he knew well how to play me so I gave up and just let it all out for him to do as he pleased with me.

When I opened my eyes I saw the sunset, my head was rested on Eon´s chest. I felt his hand taking strands of my hair and lifting it up to let it go after. It was like a caress, as I felt this I tensed worried of what had happened, I didn´t have many recollections of it, it was like having been very drunk.

“If you had taken the energy I was giving you, you wouldn´t have had to sleep so long” he faked annoyance

“It was bitter –I replied wrinkling my nose- you are not mad at me anymore?” I moved my head to look up at him

“Yotta´s asking help to you about an angel, he wants to know how we made it”

“Yeah...” I decided not to say more but I noticed Eon wasn’t sorry at all for getting jealous like he had

“Tell the demon king to surrender to Rowan”

“I don´t think Yotta will want to surrender, he´d be penalized by the demon world” I said knowing that not only another demon kind would rise but also that Yotta would be condemned to an existence without feeding, locked, chained, condemned to madness and pain.

“That´s the only way” Eon sighed and moved on top of me, his elbows keeping his torso away from me. He kissed me softly.

“I feel a flavor” I announced when we separated, I was excited, for some reason until his angry moment before I hadn´t been able to do it, I thought it was because of who I had been, it was so good it was a faint flavor but I had felt it. Eon smiled gently

“That's my energy telling you how sorry I am. I felt jealousy”

“I´m flattered” I smirked and pulled him for a kiss, he smiled against my lips. I whimpered involuntarily once he stopped the kiss “I haven´t fed” I said as a way to convince him to keep doing what we were doing. He laughed

“Too bad you were sleeping making us miss supper”

Supper was a time in which angels got together to share their energies, like a family reunion, of course there was not contact at all, we just talked and join in chants –I was so bad at that- and the old experienced one told how the battles with hell had been and the young ones –like myself- tried to sense their energy when the talking stopped, it was like a collective hug to do that except that nobody touched, maybe only hand holding happened.

“Not that I don´t like the other angels but I rather be fed by you” I said unfazed but still feeling shy somewhere in my mind, his gaze had always affected my mind and body in a strange ways.

“Good answer” he said leaning down to kiss me and feed me his fresh energy, it was so good but I also noticed that when he had been mad he had made me feel him everywhere inside me. He was so much confident up here than he´d been in hell but when he was mad it had been really intense, I can´t say I didn´t like that.

“Did you really like that?” I heard his voice in my head and his smile against my mouth. I said nothing; I just clung tighter to him. “You´re still the Dark Zett, angel” Eon whispered in my ear this time. I stiffed a little wondering if he really thought that somehow I was still a demon inside. “Ah, I must admit I´m gladder about it than what I should” he whispered to my ear. I was somewhat worried about what he´d said. Did he really think that? Was that the reason that Eon had gotten so upset when finding about Yotta and then I remembered over again his words back in hell when he was still my prisoner, when I had gotten close enough that he had let me to feed him by kissing, he not knowing I had fallen for him since the first time his green eyes had looked into mine.

“Is everything ok?” Eon asked going to a sitting position or almost since his legs were still at either side of me. He asked but he obviously knew something was going on, I wasn´t sure how much he knew though he could get into my thoughts with relative easiness though even when I held him captive he had been able to tell what I was feeling or at least he guessed. At the beginning when we came to heaven, Eon hearing my thoughts so easily made me feel uneasy that he knew so much of my mind, soul and energy. It´s an angel thing, he had explained as time passes you won’t feel guarded, it´ll be ok to share all of you with others, because in this angelic nature you can tell what´s going on with the other when tasting their energy, it´s all out in the open. I had been worried, he had said everybody, I guess this was the reason why I hadn´t managed to taste energies yet, after all it´s not like that with demons, energies are just for feeding not to pass thoughts or secrets. He´d said that angels held no secrets, for love didn´t have secrets. I had gotten used to him sensing everything like that but I was very guarded still about the other angels besides I was still learning and the tasting of flavors in energies had proven to be a difficult task for whatever reason, I was nowhere near Eon´s ability, I was new at it after all and he, well, he was as powerful here as I had been in her before. I wouldn´t change anything despite the fact that I has pretty much stripped of powers except for the ones that I was working on as to “read” energies which I had to learn well before passing to anything else. Eon always told me not to worry over his ability he said that he was only good because he had had a lot of practice and he´d been a guarding angel.

“Zett” his voice snapped out of my reverie. I looked to a side. He cupped my face forcing me to look at him at his amazing green eyes. I was silent. “I love reading into your energy but I love it more when you trust me enough to tell me things” he said calm and with a reassuring gentle gaze. I opened my mouth like a gapping fish. I didn´t want Eon thinking I didn´t trust him but I didn´t feel like talking about my stupid insecurities or my past as a demon. I tried to pull down Eon to start where we had left but he resisted and lock gazes with me. I closed my eyes and unconsciously banged my head against the back of the chair. He took one of my hands and looking into my eyes he kissed it, lingering there for some time, I felt his energy coming from his lips to the skin on my hand and then this little jolt of energy went all the way up my arm, neck and head. He was in a gently way prompting me to talk.

“What could I expect from a demon?” I said quoting his words back in her where I had felt so remorseful for the first time for fooling around with Yotta and so many others, for everything I had done to him. I knew he’d understand all if I said those words. His face was expressionless for a moment.

“I´m sorry” Eon sat next to me

“What for?” I asked truly at a loss, he hadn´t done anything to me but his words sounded guilty

“My jealousy made you remember that” he lowered his head I took his hand in mine and squeezed it

“You know I´d do anything for you? Right?”

“I know, we´ve been there” he smiled a little clearly remembering my lasts days as a demon when I had refused to feed

“You do trust me, right?” I needed reassurance, I felt anxious

“I do…” his words were somehow unsure

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to be continued...

Hell Circles: saving the heir demon VII

“Are you feeling better now?” I asked looking at the crimson eyes that seemed to smile
“Completely recovered” the demon said walking to me and then sitting on the bed next to me. “Thank you so much for what you did for me. I didn´t deserve it yet you saved me”
“You ended up getting your way, didn´t you? that´s what you wanted me to give you willingly right? seems like you´ve won” I was saying that but I knew deep inside I had liked it.
“No, well, I guess, that was, yeah...” Zett sounded unsure
“What do you mean ‘I guess’, don´’t tell me you had lied me all along with that”
“No, it´s just that it´s said that if a never touched fallen angel gives himself to you willingly you are supposed to double your power, to get a miracle of some sort, I guess since I was on the verge of insanity, it was that the only thing that could´ve saved me”
“Power, ha?” I said and the words sounded bitter even to me
“It´s been long ago since I stopped wanting that”
“Is that true? what did you wanted”
“I wanted to be worthy of you and you´ve shown me you´ve forgiven me, that´s all I wanted”
“Worthy?”
“Mh” the demon kissed me, some energy floated to me. Zett grabbed my hand and started to pass on energy. I looked into the crimson eyes, they were filled with lust but at the same time they were soft and lighter. It didn’t match, the same happened with his energy, though clearly Zett wanted me physically -his male body was very obvious, he had just changed to it- the taste in his energy was not bitter like before, it still had hope, gratefulness, life and... “love?” I said out loud without noticing, he blushed.

”Do you...” I trailed off. He laid himself on the bed pulling me and then kissing me, his mouth was filled with an overflowing amount of energy with the distinct taste of love interwoven with other flavors, including one that I didn´t know but liked. I wondered what it was. Zett let go of my lips and when I saw his eyes there was that boiling lust but it didn´t match, the energy was not that thick, unstable bitter energy, it was one with the taste of all those things that had unbalanced his demonic nature, good feelings, and something else, something new. I noticed he was panting, breathing hard, I also noticed how his arousal was showing itself in his body.

“I love you, Eon” he said softly. Without thinking, one of my hands went down his pants, he moaned, and my mouth went to his, to gather much more of that energy, it was the same yet it was obvious lust was in him too, why didn´t it taste bitter but purer than ever?
“What are you feeling? I need to know- I asked, his eyes were questioning mime “you´re energy has changed again” my hand still in his pants feeling the proof of his lust.
“I...-he went to his original genderless form- I”
“Tell me all about it” I commanded and Zett sighed, giving in.
“I feel love -the demon’s eyebrows furrowed- for you, I feel hopeful that maybe you´ll stay with me a little longer at least, I feel grateful for what you did for me, I feel humble because you forgave me and..-the demon paused, then sighed- ah, I want you so so badly” crimson eyes confessed, indeed I could see lust in those crimson  eyes but I felt the other feelings in this new energy, unaffected by lust.. a thought occurred to me, I wanted to shove it away but I had to consider that maybe, it was the flavor of lust the new one that I felt, maybe it tasted good because I felt it too.
“Mad?” the demon asked a bit worried
“This time lust doesn´t taste bitter. This energy that you´re feeding me is the best. I think it´s because I want you too” I said a little confused but as I heard my own words I realized it was true.
Zett smiled widely. “I love you so much” the demon said changing to a human form. We felt each other again and I knew this time, as I was getting that clear, stable, light energy, I was also keeping the balance on Zett.


A week later Zett, in the original form I preferred, took me out, the world outside the castle was chaotic. I frowned at it. We headed to earth, I was ready to say goodbye, we had said goodbye already that morning. I started to walk away from the demon who was standing at the gates of hell in a deserted region. I looked back and crimson eyes seemed awfully sad.
“I don´t want to leave you” I softly said, not expecting Zett to hear
“ I don´t want you to leave me” was the reply I got. The evil´s child walked towards me. We met half-way. We hugged


“I love you” Zett said
“I want to stay with you, I said, I don´t know if it´ll be forever but now that´s what I want most” we kissed at the gates of hell and there I knew that was what I was supposed to give willingly, it was not my body, though it was part of it, it was my freedom. As I realized that, light seemed to come as mist bringing energy and power to Zett who grabbed my hand, eyes filled with intense love and I knew I was also getting the demon´s freedoms as well I was granted mine. Without me doing it, my wings spread and the body that had have me stuck broke into million pieces that the wind blew. Zett saw me in awe and I kissed the demon feeling that intense love and selflessness in the energy that was now being passed to me. I held crimson eyes tight and flew up, up, up to an isolated place, our own heaven where till this day we live in.


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A/N: that was the end of Zett and Eon´s story. I might write and epilogue or not. who knows. I think I won´t be making any other story with gender neutral characters, it´s hard!! Yay me for another story finished -even if I´m the one saying it.

Hell Circles: saving the heir demon VI

A/N: wow! a post on Monday! well ofc this one´s been done for days. Out of a coincidence, this story will end up in 7 parts ha!
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“Mh” Zett in that original form that I prefered uttered following me trying to start a new kiss. I didn´t oblige. Zett 
went back to laying still on the pillows while sighing a few times, I grinned. During all those two weeks, one of the demon´s hands had been clasped with mine, just like that first time, and the other at a side, not once said hand had touched me or had been in any other place than over my pillows. I set the pace. Looking back, I don´t think that was a good thing... I was tangling myself without help.





















































 “He says he´s having fun over here” Zett finally gave me a reason for Yotta´s long stay.
“And why is that?” I asked. Zett looked away. I waited sitting up.
“I´m the opposite of this when I´m with Yotta, he enjoys that very much” Zett said sounding defeated.
“So mornings with the angel, nights with the devil?”
“Mad?” crimson eyes asked worried. I laughed.
“What else could I expect of a demon?” I said amused “I just dislike that I can´t go out, I actually liked the dome on the ceiling”
“Nytio will come and get him eventually” Zett said dismissively
“Who´s Nytio?”
“Nytio is one of Yotta´s playmates”
“Is Nytio also yours?” I asked curious
“At times” the demon admitted after a while.
“Am I one of your playmates?” the question had just occurred to me. Maybe the demon had tricked me into this because of that something I liked.
“No. I never knew someone that could make my energy change like this, to control me like you do without really doing much” the evil´s child said a little reluctant. Some part of me liked the words and that same part made me go back to take that sweet, light energy of Zett´s.

Two more weeks passed before Nytio came and one more before they left. Religiously, all those days, I had Zett laying on my bed, head on my pillow and that large amount of almost pure energy that tasted so similar to the taste of love except that who was providing it was a demon.

Countless times I asked myself if it was love but then I also remembered that as we were kissing everyday, at night, crimson eyes was upstairs going all the way with Yotta, and once Nytio came, with him as well and maybe even with Drea and who knows who else, that cannot be love, I convinced myself, I was sure it wasn´t lust either, for it had tasted bitter before but it was something else, contentment perhaps.  By the time the demons left, my wings were almost fully recovered. I was almost happy. Once out of my prison, as Zett had promised I was going to fly back to earth, it ought to be better than hell I thought. Zett had seemed to cry a couple more times when the promise of letting me go was reminded. I never made the demon to tell me what caused that change of mind, however; I preferred not to press on the subject for the outcome was what I most wanted.
The day after the demons left, Zett asked, very sad, if I wanted to go out that day but I answered that the next week would be better. I had estimated that was the amount of time for my wings to be fully recovered. A wide smiled was drawn to the demon´s face and with that there was a new flavour to taste in the energy I was fed with, it tasted similar to the taste of hope but it was all mixed with fear. I knew well the flavor of hope because I had been a guardian angel and that´s the kind we try to give. But I had been taught that demons do not have those type of energies. I wondered how Zett was able to produce them.

Everyday of that week before our going out and my liberation Zett spent it with me, either just sat in my room-cell while I prayed or read  or feeding me, the soft taste of hope had grown stronger in the mix of flavours this demon´s energy provided. I had started to like it a lot. I wondered not few times if I was going to find such energy on earth, maybe not, but I´d take whatever one that I could get or  I´d simply consume human food though eating has it´s inconveniences and I was not fond of the process of digesting food.

The days seemed to slip one after the other while I fed of Zett´s energy and planned my future life on earth. I had gotten stronger and my hope had grown as well. I knew I was going to be able to defend myself from demons and from humans, the demon had been really generous in giving me energy.

On the set day of my liberation I waited for Zett, the only one who had the power to let me go of the castle but the demon never shown. Drea was sent to apologize to me and to reschedule for the following day and then the following and the following and so on for a while. Drea gave me no reason and my hope of being free again started to vanish and I thought that maybe the flavor of hope that I had felt was my own desire to taste it. I cried and then I prayed. At night I slept badly, I had dreams of Leah dying and then of her beating me in that humid dungeon where I had met Zett. All my fears came back again and I felt empty. Who was I to hope? a fallen angel´s prayers don´t pass the ceiling, even less the hell itself.

The dream made me  woke up in what felt the middle of the night and decided that I had to confront Zett, I could do that, the demon had said I was going to be free from that prison and even before, there had been a time in which I had considered to let crimson eyes do anything to me if I was set free. With that in mind I left my room-cell, the halls were poorly lit. I climbed up the stairs and walked the dark hall that led to Zett´s bedroom. Last time had been unlocked I hoped this time it was like that too but it was not. I knocked on the door and a weak “come in” unlocked the door -the castle itself obeyed Zett´s words-. I entered, like the hallways it was poorly lit, I barely distinguished the huge bed in which Zett had to be on. I walked to it and when I was close enough I was shocked to see a pale sick-looking Zett. The crimson eyes were squinted as if the light was too bright, however; it was hard for my human eyes to see.

“Zett!” I exclaimed, my voice sounded somehow worried “what has happened to you?”
“Eon” a weakly, barely audible voice answered
“You´re sick! -the demon nodded- what do you have?”
“I-I..” crimson eyes said and started to cough. The energy the demon was emanating felt so weak, however it was quite clear.
“I´ll speak to Drea” I said
“S-stay” Zett said fighting to say the words. I nodded and sat at the edge of the bed. The demon took my hand and I felt energy being passed to me.
“No -I said softly- I´m fine” I noticed only the eyes remained the same, as last time, clear yet deep still crimson eyes that seemed to plead. As time went by, the demon started to cough more and the energy felt weaker. The harsh face that I had seen for the first time so long ago in the dungeon now was sallow and the light in the demon´s eyes seemed to be growing weak. As Zett fell asleep I went out of the room. I felt pity for the demon´s condition. I wasn´t sure if I was supposed to feel bad for a demon. Can demon´s die? I did´t want to think I was feeling sad about that unlikely but sad possibility.

“Drea” I called. The demon materialized in front of me
“Yes, hiosp Eon” the servant said and bowed a little. I´m not your hiosp I wanted to say. I´m no demon but it didn´t really mattered.
“What´s going on with Zett?”
“Hiosp is sick” he said. I was mad at him for making me ask questions.
“Is there any doctor or anything that can help?” I asked thinking that was more important to know than what was happening exactly.
“There is” Drea said, I waited for more but he didn´t say anything. I was getting impatient, mad. Then a memory came to me, I wondered if the sevant-demon was going to do as I said.
“Drea, report the situation” I said imitating what I had heard Zett say once.
“Yes, Hiosp Eon” he said bowing again. “Hiosp Zett is sick. Zett´s  nature is fighting with itself. For a long while now, Hiosp has been giving you a type of energy that is not what demons give and that´s what´s fighting inside him. When hiosp Yotta and hiosp Nytio were here,  part of their energy was taken and that balanced Hiosp´s nature but when they left no source is available to  make things balanced”
“What? so giving me pure energy has made Zett sick?”
“Yes, think of it as a glass that is poured ice cold water when it just had boiling hot water, it will break” Drea said. My mind was filled with so many thoughts.
“You said there was a way to make it better, tell me about it, Drea”
“Hiosp Zett needs to balance the demon energy, Hiosp Yotta or Nytio could help on that, doing as they did before, even I could but I was refused” the servant sounded mad. I knew he was blaming me for what was happening to Zett. I also sensed he was resentful for being rejected.
“Why? Zett´s been fooling around with them for who knows how long, why not now?”
“That I don´t know, but what I do know is that the love that has grown in Hiosp for you has trigered all this” even thought he tried to hide it, maybe Zett had warned him to treat me nicely,he still sounded really mad
“What? what love?” As I said that, the puzzle seemed to fit, I ignored it.
“Haven’t you noticed? what demon could provide of pure energy if not out of love and hope? You were going to be free, just like that, where do you think that comes from? what other reason there is to let you go like that when you have given nothing in return?” Drea was furious now.
“Can demons feel love?” I asked more to myself than to Drea. I had suspected that to be the reason of that change in the energy I was fed with, I had almost tasted it but how could it be?, it was a demon after all.
“Apparently” Drea replied faking politeness.
“Well, call Yotta or Nytio” I said not wanting to talk about the possibility of Zett loving me or not with Drea.
“Hiosp won´t allow me to”
“What? just call them, Zett´s not here now”
“Zett casted a spell, if I call them I´ll be punished” the servant sounded serious. I didn´t want to insist on that, after all I had known Zett´s cruel side, who knows what punishment Drea was going to get if he disobeyed.
“Are you willing to give your energy to make your Hiosp better?”
“I am, but I’m not allowed to that either”
“Isn´t this demon stupid?” I muttered “what will happen if things keep going on like this?” I asked, to get sick was never seen among angels but I knew spirits, or at least angels, could not die. Could demons die?
“All of hiosp consciousness will be lost. Zett will wander around aimlessly and eternally, decaying more and more. Insanity is what will happen”

I heard Zett coughing and walked into the room sitting on the edge of the huge bed.
“I´m calling Yotta and Nytio” I said. The sick demon looked at me with questioning eyes “Drea said they can help you and that he can´t summon them”
“No” the answer was given in a barely audible voice
“Ok, let Drea help you then” I said about to call Drea but the demon’ s head started to shook “Why not?”
“What else could I expect of a demon” Zett quoted my words. I blinked.The balance on Crimson eyes had been stopped the balance because of my words at the time when Yotta, Nytio and Zett had been together. I sighed.
“Well, that´s your nature, what do you prefer your nature of to lose yourself, to go insane?”
“Insane” the demon stuttered
“It seems you’re already insane” I said rolling my  eyes at the answer I got and at me trying to save the demon that had hurt me. Maybe this was my way of atoning for Leah. The evil´s child smiled. “But why? you seemed happy with your party/orgy/evil life” I said.
“Not happy. -My hand was touched by Zett´s hand- happy”
“Ok -I lifted an eyebrow- you were happy with me but you can still have your other side, plus you knew I was leaving”
“What could I expect of a demon” Zett repeated “I´m sorry I didn´t let you go when I said”
“It´s ok, you´re sick but why do you care what I said that day?”
“I, Zett, child of Geon, successor of the eldest open the gates of this  castle for Eon to come and go as he pleases” the demon said weakly using that strange demon tongue I had heard before. I had learned to understand a little of it during the spent time there. “You´re free to go” Zett said and seemed to get worse.”You-b-be careful” the words were dragged. For moments, crimson eyes seemed to stare blankly at nowhere.

“Look at this -I said spreading my fully recovered wings- you helped me with this, I thought I was never going to get them back. I can´t leave you like this. I´ll convince you one way or another”
“I won´t listen to you” the stubborn demon replied
“Well, I don´t care” I replied back, crimson eyes seemed amused by that statement “I´ll give back the energy I´ve taken from you”
“Would you give up your beautiful wings? besides you can´t pass on energy with the body you have, you´re stuck in it” Zett´s voice was like a dying lamp, dimmer and dimmer.
“Well, I´ll summon Yotta or Nytio, no, I´ll just summon them both, the more the merrier” I joked
“No, please, Eon, no”
“I´m doing it, even if you want it or not” I closed my eyes and breathed “Yotta, Nytio, I...”
“No” the demon tried to yell getting up and falling off the bed. I´m sure it hurt so I gently  lifted and placed the demon back on the bed.
“Are you already insane?” I said mad
“Eon, please, allow me to try to be worthy of you” Zett sounded defeated.
“You need them or you´ll go insane”
“I- I- rather have that because I tried” crimson eyes tried to get up to meet my lips.
“Lay down” I said and for some reason I leaned to kiss, when I did so, I felt the demon´s faint energy, cleaner than ever. I wished I could pass energy even if it meant to give up my wings. Without noticing a drops came out of my eyes, tears, and fell over the demon´s cheek, when Zett realized what it was the faint energy got stained with fear and sadness and then I remembered how I had liked the ability I had to control that energy, to lead it so that it eventually got new flavors and a nicer texture. I just had to do that. I smiled stopping the kiss to see Zett.

“Don´t call them” the demon pleaded
“I won´t but I need a favor” I said, Zett nodded “are you able to change to one of your human forms?” I asked my heart starting to beat harder. Crimson eyes seemed confused but nodded again and with what seemed great effort changed to a male form.

My heart felt like it was going to come out of my chest. I had seen male Zett before but this time it was as if I was looking at him for the first time, his fair skin and long brown hairr, the line of his jaw, the shape that was drawn by the sheets, my heart pounded faster. Carefully I removed his covers and climbed on top of him. He was very surprised and breathing hard I didn´t know if due to his sick state or if due to my actions. I leaned to kiss him. The kiss was short because he was quickly out of breath.

I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it to a side. His eyes grew curious, it seemed like a good sign. I kissed him lightly this time and then while kissing his neck I unbuttoned his shirt, and then my pants.
“What?..no..” he uttered confused
“Let me” I said staring into his crimson eyes. He nodded once. I unzipped his pants and remembered how one time, while he was in a female form, I had been led south that body, I did that this time. He breathed in and his faint energy changed just slightly. I lightly touched him while kissing and caressing his face and chest. I tugged down both of our pants, looking down at him that once again had no underwear to remove. I looked at his eyes and some of that boiling lust had started to form there. I stared down to his body again and noticed my hand there had have effect for his body had reacted.
“You don´t have to do this, Eon” he said, his voice recovered but it was strained.
“I know” I said still staring at his crotch. My heart was pounding even harder. I noticed some other parts of my body felt to have their own beating as well. I touched him less lightly and he moaned, his energy already increasing. It seemed that my own body was reacting at me touching him. I stopped for a moment. Many thoughts were boiling in my mind but at the same time it was blank, empty as if no thoughts were there.This was something I had never thought I´d do, even less with this demon or any demon.
“I can change to my female body” he offered, a little more recovered, that same strained voice though.
“This way is more sinful” I imitated his voice and words as best as I could -despite having no real thoughts and having a ton. I kissed him and when I saw his eyes, they were completely filled with lust. He didn´t touch me though. I kissed him again, deeper and longer this time, I told myself the fact that I knew he wanted me was the thing that made me keep going at it. I might had been lying to myself.

“Be a good playmate” I said and he chuckled.  His hands went to touch my face, my back and pretty much everywhere in me, it felt like electricity. I breathed harder.We started to move at the same rhythm, his moans and sighs and my name mixed between those gave me some strange pleasure. I could sense his energy as if it were my own, I wasn´t taking it though. It was only for a moment but so many things were happening, there was so much to discover and so much to feel. It was intense like a dance with music made of our own noises and voices that the rhythm we had produced rising to a peak when we became one, descending to tired breathings at the end, my afterthoughts mixed with his whispers of love and care.


I woke up and felt a weight on my bare chest, it was Zett´s head, he was snuggling against me. He seemed and sounded pretty recovered after that sinful long night. I caressed his shiny dark hair and smiled, he was still in his male human form, though throughout the night he had changed to female and male a few times. “What a perv!”, I said out loud and laughed softly.

“Thank you” he said later when he woke up, and changed to his genderless original form to kiss me. I notice Zett was trying to feed me.
“No, just yesterday you were not good. I´m fine” I said. But in truth I did wanted that energy which seemed to had gotten better.
“Well, I’m good now, thanks to you” the demon said kissing my bare chest and I guessed this was what crimson eyes had wanted me to give away willingly. I guessed the demon had won, though in a way I had too. Zett started to kiss me and to touch me more, and though reluctantly at the beginning,I did the same and once again we danced to the rhythm of our bodies and the music of our voices as the night before, and as that night Zett danced with me leading both the demon´s female and male body that morning and the night after that. 

After a week of a similar routine I felt exhausted and the demon seemed more energetic than ever. I decided to go to my own bedroom the night after a week had passed. I was laying in bed reading a book I had taken from the library when Zett came in. Crimson eyes seemed to try to talk but failed.