Gabriel (
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[The feed is a little shaky as Gabriel walks.]
Well, well, look what I finally found.
[He pauses to pan the camera around the Music Room. But he's not giving away any clue as to where it ended up this time. He'll turn the camera on himself, flashing pearly whites in an almost overly friendly grin.]
And aren't you in for a treat. [His other hand brings up a Trumpet, fingers pressing on the valve buttons as they make little clicks.]
See you in a bit Wonderland.
[The feed goes off and when it turns on again he'll be setting the device on a surface before backing off. He sits in a large, comfy armchair in his room. The lighting is low, casting shadows by candle-light, but that's how he likes it, that's how it was back home.]
I'm sure those of you unfamiliar with the various stories of me aren't aware I even know how to play. And I thought in light of recent events I could ... share my talent. Since I don't really sing, I thought I could play for you instead.
[He settles into a comfortable position with a brisk clearing of his throat. He licks his lips, flashing a quick glance to the camera before lifting the instrument to his mouth. With a deep breath he closes his eyes and breathes into it to start playing a swinging blues tune. It's not every day you get to hear the Archangel Gabriel blowing his horn without it signalling something huge, so enjoy it.]
Well, well, look what I finally found.
[He pauses to pan the camera around the Music Room. But he's not giving away any clue as to where it ended up this time. He'll turn the camera on himself, flashing pearly whites in an almost overly friendly grin.]
And aren't you in for a treat. [His other hand brings up a Trumpet, fingers pressing on the valve buttons as they make little clicks.]
See you in a bit Wonderland.
[The feed goes off and when it turns on again he'll be setting the device on a surface before backing off. He sits in a large, comfy armchair in his room. The lighting is low, casting shadows by candle-light, but that's how he likes it, that's how it was back home.]
I'm sure those of you unfamiliar with the various stories of me aren't aware I even know how to play. And I thought in light of recent events I could ... share my talent. Since I don't really sing, I thought I could play for you instead.
[He settles into a comfortable position with a brisk clearing of his throat. He licks his lips, flashing a quick glance to the camera before lifting the instrument to his mouth. With a deep breath he closes his eyes and breathes into it to start playing a swinging blues tune. It's not every day you get to hear the Archangel Gabriel blowing his horn without it signalling something huge, so enjoy it.]
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I had heard that the tongue is necessary as well. I imagine it takes a strong tongue and full lips.
[Her eyes are knowing and dark, interested to see how far he would go in playing with her.]
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Indeed. Of course, I can really only prove it through example. Though I've yet to have any complaints.
[A smirk at that, he's confident in his prowess.]
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I am open to all sorts of examples. If you have one in mind?
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I have several. Come now, I didn't achieve such skill by just playing with my horn.
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[Though he seems intrigued by her offer, its only been a few days since they took interest in each other. And he certainly won't forget that promise.]
Quite a generous offer indeed. Have you made yourself at home here yet? I could always give you a private demonstration. Maybe then you can help me work out the kinks?
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I have settled in very nicely. The room is very quaint, though I do not often sleep. So I have taken to wandering about.
[But she does give a hint to her location.]
The gardens here are very lush and strangely secluded.
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[Of course he's certain he's seen Lucifer lurking around there. He'll come prepared just in case it's a trap.]
See you in a moment.
[Gabriel won't be too long, but he entertains a few others before slipping out to get to the roof and fly off to the Gardens. She'll see him glide in and land, folding his black wings up on his back, feathers ruffling a little as they settle comfortably. He'll keep them out for now, just in case, one couldn't be too careful around a demon.]
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Lilith slowly gets to her feet, moving closer to get a better look at him.]
You do know how to make an entrance.
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Gabriel's lips quirk up in a roguish half-smile at the compliment, sauntering over to meet her half way as she rises and moves in for a closer look. He'll stand with a relaxed posture, holding still so she can inspect him all she likes. His wings rustle a moment before settling on his back in a comfortable folded position. Normally he'd put them away but they act as both shield and weapon and he's not entirely sure what to expect of the demon or what she's capable of.]
Thank you. I do try my hardest to impress.
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But he wasn't here for that and she felt confident that he was more interested in something else.]
Do you make such an effort for all the women you meet privately?
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[He tilts his head, grinning with that roguish sort of charm.]
To be fair I like to leave a grand impression on everyone, but not all get to see my wings.
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[Her smile turned seductive and wicked.]
May I touch them?
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You may.
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I love them.
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Thank you.
[He opens his eyes once more to gaze at her.]
You have a very gentle touch for a demon.
[He'll pull his wing back in favor of looping an arm around her waist and pulling her in against him.]
You can be a bit more rough. Not that I'm complaining of course.
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Gentle is how I prefer to begin. After that, I allow passion to dictate to me and drive me forward.
[She grinned, taking the opportunity to place a kiss on his neck.]
Give me time and you will see the full scope of my abilities.
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I look forward to it.
[His hands become bold, both spread out around her slender hips and slip down to gently grip her backside, pulling her hips flush against his own. He brushes his nose against her cheek, stubble grazing her chin before he kisses near her ear and slowly down her pulse.]
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And she has never objected to someone attempting to dominate her. It happens so rarely, given her status and power. A lover taking control never fails to please her.
Hands roam over the rest of his body, caressing and feeling every inch of him. She is curious of him, of this form that he possesses. That seems to be his alone. With her hips completely against own, she presses more into him, adding more pressure.
Lips trail over his neck, teeth scraping gently against his skin. It is testing the waters, seeing what he enjoys and doesn't.]
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There's a hungry hum as lips lavish her throat, teeth gently grazing across the skin in kind. His one hand drifts up from her backside to slip under her clothes to get to warm skin, spreading out at her lower back. He kisses back up under her chin till finally capturing her lips with fire, damn near devouring her.]
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Hands pull at his clothes, tearing at it to feel him more freely. The hum returned as a song shared between them, a need reciprocated as fiercely as his own.]
Warnings for mature things, 18 + only
He'll break the kiss to find her throat again, humming lowly once more with his hunger, voice vibrating against her skin and fingers kneading into her flesh with his want. He lets her tear his clothing open to get to heated skin before finally just tipping them over and into the grass. He'll then rip at her as well, getting her blouse open or shirt off, quickly pushing her bra aside and burrowing his face into her breasts, tongue and lips abusing the opposite nipple.]
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Her hips rock up to meet his, a free hand slipping between them grasping at his straining member. She tugs at him, setting a rhythym between her scratches and the strokes for his excitement. Eyes turn white as she looks down at him, pleased with his style and want.]