Climbing into the bed, Michael straddles Adam and sits on his back. “Come on! We’re loosing some precious time!” He starts massaging Adam’s shoulders and leans down to give him a kiss of the top of his head.

“Losing time?” Feels his muscles relaxing by Michael’s touch “Mikey what time is it?”

“Four in the morning! It’s already the 30th in some parts of the world! We lost a whole day!” He continues massaging Adam’s back and turns his head to kiss his cheek.

“Four am?! You are crazy if you think I will get up” Turns around so Michael is sitting on his belly. “And does it really matter that in some places is already 30th? Here we are still in 29th and I haven’t heard anything yet”

Michael smiles at Adam’s sleepy face and shaggy hair, not being able to resist passing his hand through it. As his hand comes down to caress his husband’s cheek, he whispers in a soft warm voice “Happy birthday, love!”, the dopey smile never leaves his face.

He forms a warm smile and grabs Michael’s hand, planting a kiss on it. Intertwines their hands together and whispers with a hoarse voice “Happy Michaelmas, beautiful”

Michael rearranges himself so that he’s laying comfortably on top of Adam and softly kisses him on the lips. “You were certainly born on a good day! What do you want to do today?”

Adam started to gently stroke Michael’s hair “What do you want us to do? I want to eat breakfast”

“What kind of breakfast? We can have a French breakfast in Paris in front of the Eiffel Tower. It’s 11 am there right now.”

“I forgot you could fly away everywhere you wanted. It should be fun, we can go!” He gave Michael a kiss on the forehead “But first things first, I have to get dressed”

“Yes you should” said Michael but he didn’t move away, just continued laying there, staring at Adam.

“I should, and your gaze won’t do it for me” He pecked Michael on the lips, “Come on, let me go”

He whispers “you’re beautiful” and gives him one last kiss before rolling over onto his side of the bed to let Adam change into appropriate clothes.

He left his comfortable place on the bed feeling the warmth getting away from him. He walked towards his wardrobe and picked clothes for the occasion. When he finished to dress up, he brushed his hair and went to the side of the bed where Michael was still laying. “Are you gonna get up or what?”

“But the bed smell just like you!” Michael whines.

“Are you kidding me? You made me wake up early as fuck and now you don’t want to get up? This is not happening!” Adam grabbed Michael’s arm and pulled it, trying to get him out of the bed

“You know that you won’t be able to make me move unless I want you to, right?” Michael stared at Adam, amused, but gave in at the end and stood up. “So? Ready?”

Adam sighed and placed a hand in Michael’s shoulder “Yeah, let’s go!”

Michael flew them to Trocadero in Paris. “Here, let’s eat outside so that you’ll have a direct view of the Tower.” He went towards the Café du Trocadéro and waited for the maître d'hôtel to sit them.

Once they were sitted at a table, he asked “ So, birthday boy, what do you want to eat?”

Adam looked with awe at the place and view, he grabbed his hand and squeezed it a bit “I… Michael thank you! I don’t- I don’t know, ask something for me, surprise me!”

“Well, since we’re here, let’s have the local specialities.” Michael ordered orange juice along with hot chocolate and coffee for them to drink, and an assortment of vienoiseries (croissants, pains au chocolat, chaussons aux pommes and pains au raisins) to eat.

The weather was quite nice, it was cloudy but they still got some sun and it was quite warm for the end of September, therefore sitting outside was an absolute pleasure.

Once their food arrived, Michael couldn’t resist and took the first chausson aux pommes. “This is the best thing out of everything! Try it! It has apples in it!”

Adam licked his lips and looked at the food in front of him “I don’t know why I am surprised you know how to speak French” He grabbed his cup of coffee and took a sip “It’s delicious! Thank you for bringing me here Mikey”

“Well these people have a place in the center of their capital named after me. It’s only fair for me to visit those kind of places. Plus they have an island with a beautiful church also named after me. Actually I love that place quite a lot, it has a medieval feel to it. And the view is spectacular!”

“They seem to love you around here, not as much as I do, obviously” Adam stares at Michael with gentleness

He shrugs. “People get obsessed with weird stuff. In some cities, (there’s one in Argentina) today is a holiday only because they decided to honor me. I don’t get it but if it give them comfort, I guess I shouldn’t judge” He took one of Adam’s hands in his. “Nobody loves me like you do!”

“Definitely! And nobody loves me like you do, seriously, thank you,” He started to caress Michael’s hand “I never thought I would be here! Or at least like this”

“I can take you wherever you would want to go. Just ask. We can go anywhere!” He stares at Adam, afraid to say his next words, but he manages to get brave enough to do it. “Actually… I had a surprise… well it’s more of a proposition really… but since it’s your birthday and the first one we spend together out of the cage… I thought I could maybe, and only if you want to, take you to… umm… Heaven to see your… mom…?” He looks up from where he was staring at his hot chocolate to meet Adam’s eyes again.

Adam dropped the little spoon he was holding, the proposition was completely unexpected. His eyes were wide open, he tried to speak, but he only could manage to say incoherent sounds “Y-you can actually d-do that? I don’t- I don’t know what to say. I- yes!”

“It’s certainly against the rules, but when I went up there and saw what Heaven has become, I honestly don’t see how this could be a problem. And even if someone notices, they can’t reprimand me for it. Yes I left, but I’m back and technically Heaven is mine to rule. Now, I don’t want to do that, but I still have the power. Still, think about it, whether you think it’s a good ideo or not. It’s not rushed, we can go there whenever. Your mother is there, I checked, and she won’t go anywhere.”

“I didn’t- I thought that I would never see her again. Michael this- why were you spying on my mom? You know, I don’t care” Adam squeezed Michael’s hand he was still holding, he smiled and couldn’t help let little sounds of happiness out “What if you had to rule heaven? Does that mean you won’t be here anymore?”

“I wasn’t spying on her. Just wanted to make sure she was really there and safe.”

There was a pause after that, he needed to think about that question. Running the pad of his finger along the side of his glass, Michael diverted his gaze toward the Tower in the distance. “I guess I would be able to find a little bit of time to descend to Earth.” He lookes back at Adam. “But it wouldn’t be very often. And honestly, I don’t want to deal with the mess up there. I’d rather be here with you!”

“I’d rather have you here with me too” Adam sighed and finished his cup of coffee “So, are we going to stay here all day? Let’s finish this and go out!”

“I’m finished, I was waiting for you. Where would you want to go next?”

“Let’s go to the tower! I’ve always wanted to go there! Yes? Can we?”

“Yes of course! Actually to avoid waiting in line for an hour, I think I’ll just teleport us to the second floor. It’s actually better that the third at the very top. Everyone tried to go up there so it’s very crowded but because of the barriers on the third floor the view isn’t as good as on the second, where it’s all open and you still can see all Paris from there.”

“Okay, expert, take us there! But first, shouldn’t we, like, pay for this?”

“Oh yes! Your weird human customs. So, Gabriel showed me how to make money correctly.” Puts hands under the table to create some bills and then he shows them to Adam. “I think those are the correct ones. So, wait for me, I’ll go pay directly inside.”

Cones back after a short while. “Come on, let’s go” He walks with Adam around the cafe to a fairly quiet corner and teleports them to the second floor of the Eiffel Tower.

Adam looked amazed at the view, he layed his arms on the railing. He felt Michael’s hand on his shoulder. He looked at him, thanking him with his eyes. “This is amazing! I want to scream, can I?!”

“Err…” Michael looked around them at the people that were here. “Wouldn’t that be just attracting attention to ourselves?”

“Well then try to stop me!” At the moment he opened his mouth, Michael shut him placing a hand on his mouth.

He was looking completely alarmed. “Why do you want to do that?” he shout whispered.

He couldn’t speak correctly because Michael’s hand “Because I’m really happy and I want to scream for some reason!”

“Well do it somewhere where there are less people! People are starting!” Michael still refused to take away his hand in fear that Adam will start yelling.

“Okay, I promise I won’t yell, okay? Take it away or I’ll bite you”

Michael reluctantly accepted and slowly lowered his hand. The moment he did, Adam started yelling. Panicking, he took a split second decision and flew them to their cabin in the Alps as, in his mind, it was associated with their safe place.

Adam started laughing as Michael glared at him “What? I couldn’t control my body, I’m sorry” he interwined his arms around Michael’s neck “You are not made, are you?”

He continued glaring but it took him way too much effort and eventually he just couldn’t anymore, the smile forming on his face was too strong to resist. In the end, he just burst out laughing and couldn’t stop. “That was ridiculous!” He hugged Adam around his waist and buried his face in the crook of his neck, still shaking a bit from laughter.

Adam stared at Michael while he was laughing like he was the most beautiful being in the universe. Maybe because for him, he was. “It really was right? And fun!”

Michael mumbles into Adam’s neck: “I know you’re looking at me like that again. Stop it! And no it wasn’t fun. I had to erase their memory of us because we disappeared in front of them.”

“But Mikey, now we don’t have witnesses! We have to come back” Michael now looked at him, telling him with his eyes ‘If you yell again I won’t take you anywhere else’ “I promise, okay, I won’t yell this time. And what’s wrong with the way I look at you? I can’t express my love now?”

“Do you promise you really won’t yell this time? Because if you don’t, maybe we’ll share a kiss at the top of the Eiffel Tower. I hear that’s something people like to do….” Michael’s gaze softened when he looked Adam in the eyes, a sappy expression forming on his face. He lifted his hand to caress Adam’s cheek. “ You can do anything you want to, today is your birthday so everything is permitted.” A short pause. “ Except yelling in public. That’s still against the rules.”

“Yes I promise! For real this time” Adam kissed Michael on the lips and hugged him stronger, pushing their bodies closer. “And I’d like to share that kiss with you”

He returned the hug eagerly, relaxing into the touch. “Okay, then. Let’s go.” They hugged for a little bit more time, and then Michael transported them to the third and top flour of the Tower this time.

“Wow, we are high!” He walks towards the railing grabbing Michael’s hand “We can see all Paris from here!”

“All Paris except for the Eiffel Tower. Look, there, it’s the Catherdral of Notre Dame. Right next to it is the Saint Michael place with the Saint Michael fountain. And a bunch of weird restaurants all around it… Anyway, come here.” He turns towards Adam so that he is facing him and puts his hands on Adam’s waist. “Some people say that here we’re on top of the world. Technically we’re not, but the view sure is nice.”

Adam put his hands on Michael’s shoulders “Can we go there later? Please? I want to see if they portrait you as handsome as you are”

“We could. But that Michael is standing on an angry Lucifer, like most Michaels, so it’s not that great. But yeah, we could if you want to.”

“Yeah, I know, normally both are angry, right?” Adam kissed his forehead. He laid his head on Michael’s shoulder, facing the view.

“Well that Michael looks more like a young version of Plato from that fresco called The School of Athens that guy Raphael painted… so not really angry, more self righteous.” Michael rested his head on Adam’s, feeling content.

"This is one of the best birthdays I ever had" Adam moved to look at him "Thank you, sometimes you do so much for me and I don't thank you enough, so thank you Michael"

As of exactly 22 years ago, minute for minute, a very weird human was born.

You don’t have to wish her (me, but I like talking about myself in the third person) a happy birthday. I mean, you can if you want to, I’d only be grateful! But that’s not why I’m making this post. I like to take some time every year to look back at what I did, what have I accomplished, how much have I improved in one year. (Well, actually I do that on New Years too, so it’s twice a year, but who’s counting? [me]) This year has been hectic. To say the least. But it’s probably also my favorite out of them all so far. Not because it was vanilla and rainbows, it was very far from that! (However I would have loved more rainbows! 🏳️‍🌈) It had very dark and scary moments. But that’s how it also had its best ones. Challenges are fun in the end!Overcoming difficulties makes you stronger and happier. Always keep moving forward, that’s how you’ll never get bored. But anyways, I’m not here to give you life lessons and be all wise and shit. (After all, I’m only 22, goddamnit!!!). This post is not about that. This post is about you guys. I met all of you this year, and I am so happy! You make me happy! Especially those of you with whom I talk a lot privately. You are awesome and I love you. So (in no particular order), @adamwasawinchester @hellasmarthunterofdemons @hellacuteangelofthelord @nightmarebeforecastiel @lonelyangelstardis @hellaevilangelofthelord (yes I know Lucifer’s not here, but seriously, couldn’t he make an effort to be here for my birthday?! [this comment is only so that I can screenshot it and send it to Ellie. If you’re not her, disregard this.]) thank you for existing and making my life wonderful! I’m so glad I met you! (Also, I do appreciate you all having enough patience for my whiny ass! How do you do it????!) Thank you also to @hellagayangelofthelord for bringing us all together and making this, all of this, possible! And last but certainly not least, thank you to all of you! We may not talk much, but I appreciate you very much! This fandom is amazing and I’m proud to be a part of it! I only joined it a little over a year ago, but ever since, my life has only changed for the better!

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this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies

We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks

Do not like

Keep. Reblogging.

hELL. FUCKING. NO. YOU. YAHOO. SHIT.

WHAT THE FUCK KIDS AREN’T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE ON HERE YOU TECHNICALLY NEED TO BE 13+ TO SIGN UP

AND ALSO YOU CAN’T BAN SWEARING TUMBLR WILL BE RUINED

Kids shouldn’t be on social media anyways, at least not until they’re 12 or 13 (depending on how mature the kid is). Maybe they should just make Safe Mode easier and more helpful (and actually fix the problems with LGBT+ posts that are getting blocked by accident) for younger people (tweens, teens) or adults who don’t like NSFW stuff. Or maybe make a separate Tumblr/website, like Kids!Tumblr or something where you can’t swear and the content is more controlled. I like Tumblr how it is now. 

I can get past safe mode–it mostly blocks chairs. So much unfiltered nudity comes across my dash. Honestly, Xkit is a better safe mode than safe mode.

These kids need to go back to club penguin.

It's just me or the tweet is from 2013?

Fun fact: your children are human beings with emotions, and they’re not always fucking guilty of everything.

Dear Some Of The OCs,

(not all of them/you, don’t worry)

you’re gonna hate me for this. i don’t care. can’t bring myself to. because recently i haven’t given a shit about anything. not myself, not people’s opinions. nothing. so here, have some honesty with a side (a very large side) of bitchiness. issue #1 tay gave me updates on what happened while i was gone, and in the words of that guy on vine who looks like a tictac, “i am livid.” so apparently coco was practically kicked off here. you know why? because she didn’t like child abuse. she made a post expressing her dislike towards not enjoying reading about children being kidnapped and abused. so you know what some people did? decided to call her out, saying they had a tag system. you think a fucking tag system makes it better? news flash, sunshines, it doesn’t. do you get off on writing about children being beaten and abducted? look, you can prance about declaring you have a tag system all you want but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s actually disgusting that people spend their spare time making up stories about children being abused and kidnapped. this roleplay group is supposed to be for fun. you guys aren’t making it fun. no offence, but the reason i left was because all this shit going on in real life and all this shit going on online made me feel even crappier than usual. my roleplay is nothing like lucifer, i’m aware of that, i just try to make my page enjoyable to read because i don’t know about you guys but all this drama with possessions and warlocks and deaths and missing parents is just getting old. old and really fucking depressing. and knowing that some of the other OCs ganged up on coco because she didn’t like child abuse and that she left because of it? that makes me really annoyed. i don’t like reading about child abuse either. you gonna run me offline too? you gonna say ‘oh we have a tag system’? because congratu-fucking-lotions. you use tags. doesn’t change the fact that child abuse isn’t fun to read about. i know it isn’t supposed to be. but i also know that numerous people have made numerous requests to hold back with the angst. (i’m aware coco was an OC before anyone comments on that).

issue #2 why are there so many people claiming to have extreme powers? like not only are you an (instead creature here) you’re also a warlock, archangel, goddess, part pagan, part motherfucking luigi, i don’t know. in the words of someone else who shall remain nameless: “when did being an angel or a demon become boring?” seriously, there’s so many warlocks now. or so many anons talking about warlocks. i hate that word now. hate it. it’s been used too much and so has the storyline along with it. an ‘innocent’ warlock trying to prove themselves. or one pretending to be good but is actually evil. or one who is evil but turns good at the very last minute. *overly dramatic and bitchy yawn* warlock. warlock. warlock. warlock. war-zip-it-lock-it-put-it-in-your-pocket-cause-i-don’t-give-two-shits. sorry not sorry guys ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ [as i said before, i’m going full bitchiness, no holding back.]

issue #3 did somebody say overused storylines? no? that’s probably because they’re too busy acting out one. all these ‘mommy and daddy didn’t love me enough and now i seek revenge and/or just want their love’ storylines (pretty much any storyline/background story including dramatic parent problems. because that’s with all the OCs i can remember at the moment) are getting boring as fuck too. all this dying and coming back to life again, too. chill. take a minute to enjoy some chicken nuggs. take a minute to walk through a park. take a minute to daydream about mozzarella sticks. i don’t know, just dying is equally as depressing as the abusive storylines. oh wait, you have a tag for that too. it’s called the 'angst’ tag. don’t know about anyone else but i read tags after i read the post. and i’m not gonna block the angst tag because there’s stuff i like reading (fanfiction etc) with angst in it. i’m not gonna stop the wanted content from being on my blog just because some other people are making me depressed. now i understand that i could just stop reading the angst when i realise what it is. but there’s the anons talking about it and the entire story filling my dash. i don’t give a shit. literally, nothing to be shat. you get me? i know i’ve probably offended so many people even if this post isn’t about you (as i said earlier, it’s only about some OCs) but do you get me? am i got? because i hope you see where i’m coming from. i’m gonna delete tumblr again now. i’ll be back soon, probably. no one will miss me, i’ve made everyone hate me. but that’s fine, i don’t want people to miss me. i want people to stop with the depressing angst. anywho, have a good day. or don’t. not my problem.

[sorry if I seriously offended anyone though. Don’t leave the group, that’s not what I want. You have the right to be here, it’s a free website. But please cut down on the angst.]

Ooc - I totally agree with this. Look, what this group is, when it gets down to it, is improvised fanfiction. It’s meant to be fun, fantasy fulfilment playing off the original story (admittedly I’m keeping mine fairly clean, but it still fits into that category). Obviously plenty of fanfiction has dark moments, but nothing like this. It should be sweet, it should be funny, any tragedy should be kept simple and brief. It shouldn’t all be about OCs either. Don’t get me wrong, some of you are great, and are adding things to the storylines, but chill a bit. While I’m talking about it, can I also suggest that people stop sending us anonymous asks updating us on other people’s storylines? It breaks the believability of the story if we’re being told things that our characters would have no way of knowing. If you want to involve someone in your story, tag them, then they join in a way that makes sense. Telling, say, Gabe about the sex life of one of his children makes no sense. Ask questions, sure, don’t send plot summaries.

I for one have stopped reading the majority of the groups posts simply because they’re too dark, and I have no idea who half of the characters are anymore. I would genuinely like to know how many original characters have been made by a handful of people, because it’s getting very difficult to keep track. We don’t need a new account for every character one of your characters mentions at some point. You know there are still canon characters we don’t have, right? It would be far less confusing if people who aren’t currently playing anyone and want to get involved created an account for one of those.

Stop with the child abuse and the torture and the death and the random character generation, get back to having fun. Please.

(By the way, I love your Lucifer, and I really hope you feel like you can come back sometime)

this is not okay

@adamiwasawinchester @deanismyvessel

God said Adam and Eve for a completely different Adam! This Adam doesn’t have an ‘Eve’ and will never have one! I don’t want to hear about that Eve bitch again! @adamwasawinchester Tell me there is no Eve!

There's no Eve and there will never be! My love!

(Submitted by Anon) why would you do this to me?

He called you fucking Lulu, I didn’t like it

my inbox now has links to fanfiction like this in it. i don’t like it either.

There you have another way to torture yourself ;)

i don’t want to torture myself. i wanna inflict pain on others :((

We can't always have what we want my dude ¯\_ : / _/¯

I have no objection

You need them? And me? *Moves until his is face to face with him* You had to say, we need more cuddles, only in that way I will accept…

*ends up being face to face with Adam, their noses touching. Whispers* Hello, princess. *Starts rubbing Adam’s back.*

*Takes a deep breath relaxing into the touch. Take his hand to his cheek and caresses it with his thumb*

*turns his face slightly and kisses Adam’s palm tenderly, still caressing his back* I love the way your skin feels.

*Gives him slow and soft kiss, curling his hand in his hair* As I love the way you make me feel *Starts playing with his hair*

*moves one of his arms from Adam’s back to his side, drawing circles on his skin with his thumb. Leans in and kisses Adam again on the lips and then proceeds to kiss him a over the face.*

*He unconsciously smiled, letting Michael kiss him without trying or wanting him to stop. With his free hand he searched for Michael’s and grabbed it tightly* I love you Michael.

*resting his forehead against Adam’s, he whispered in the space between them* I love you more. *he squeezed his hand and brought their interwined hands to his lips to kiss Adam’s knuckles. When he kissed the finger with the ring on it, he paused, keeping his lips on the ring, and looked up into his husband’s eyes*

*He giggles and pushed Michael’s face with the hand that was in his hair, faking a slap, but this was slow and didn’t mean to give him any kind of pain*

You not escaping me! *he intervenes their legs together, crossing his ankles to keep Adam from moving away and makes his wings wings appear. They envelop the both of them and he tightens the embrace, until there’s no room left in between their bodies*

Like I would! *Makes himself comfortable and places a hand in one of his wings, brushing its feathers; after a while he leans to kiss it. He looks up at him, wanting to see his reaction*

*Michael closed his eyes when Adam started caressing his wings, enjoying the pleasure it brought to him. When he felt lips touching his feathers, he opened his eyes and started blushing, feeling like he didn’t deserve this much love*

*He gave him a compassionately look, reading how he was feeling through their bond. Caressed his cheek, whispered* You are right, you don’t deserve this, you deserve more *Plants a kiss in his forehead*

You’re a human, you’re not supposed to fall in love with me

What? There are rules we have to follow? It is forbidden for me to love you?

We’re not even the same species! This is not something that is normal… you can have anyone! And you still chose me… thank you

*Sighs* I think we chosed each other… It is not who we could have, it is about who we love, and I love you.

I love you too! So, so much! *leans is and kisses Adam tenderly* I’m so happy I get to have you!

Well, my job will be to make you even happier than you are now, do you think it can be possible? *Say this without looking at him, but at the wings that he was brushing with his fingers*

*breathy voice* Every time I think I can’t possibly be happier than at that moment, you prove me wrong *breathes harder and slightly closes his eyes because of the onslaught of very enjoyable feelings Adam is causing with his actions*

I’ll make sure to keep it in that way, until you die of happiness! *Kisses his forehead*

* chuckles and says in a teasing voice * I always knew you wanted to kill me. *hums because Adam is still massaging his wings. Whispers* this feels so nice!

*Giggles and continues the joke* I want to poison you with sweet kisses, asphyxiate you in cuddles and burn you with my incondicional and warm love, is there a problem with that?

*gasps faking a shock* I’m doomed! That’s it! That’s how I’m gonna die! *after a short pause* Can’t say I’m really opposed to it. Start killing me now!

As you wish! *Kisses his nose a last time, before starting to share kisses all over his wings, and makes sure that each one receives at least a single kiss*

*moves so that Adam ends up laying on top of him, his wings still enveloping them and places his hands on Adam’s cheeks* I’m glad you the one who gets to murder me *leans up to peck him on the lips*

*Smiles between the kiss* I love you too. *Lies his chin in his chest and stares at him*

*stares back* Hey… you know… we once talked about having a child… do you still want to?… *blushes*

*Looks at him with a smile* Yes! I never changed my opinion about it! Do you?

Of course! That’s why I’m asking. Should we try for one?

*Looks at him a bit concerned* You will tell me if I make you uncomortable, alright?

Yes I will, but believe me, you won’t! Come here *puts a hand on the back of Adam’s neck to pull him into a deep kiss*

*Places a hand on the side of his head, looking for support. Descends from their kiss, giving kisses and little bites in his jaw and neck, feeling Michael’s breath getting heavier under him*

*closing his eyes, he tilts his head to give Adam more access to his neck and puts his hands on his back, scratching Adam’s skin and leaving marks without meaning to until he reaches his lower back. He pulls Adam’s hips to his, to get them close together, panting hard.*

*Groans at the feeling of Michael’s hips, thinking how eager he was; he leans to whisper in his ear with a warm breath* You are so impatient, you really like when we switch, don’t you? *It wasn’t unkindly, but asking seriously, like considering to do this more often if he gave him the yes. After saying that he bit his earlobe and slides his hands to his chest*

*he gasps for air at Adam’s words and tries to answer but it comes out strained and breathy* Yes. Yes, I do. *A tight feeling of want and anticipation forms at the pit of his stomach. He straight up whines when Adam bites his earlobe, struggling to control his own sounds.* only when it’s you!

*Goes back to his neck and collar bone, kissing and bitting it leaving lovebites* You don’t need to do it with anybody else, so it won’t be a problem *With his hands started to play with his nipples before taking one of them into his mouth; he used his tongue to massage and squish it. He was completely pleased with his husband’s reactions*

*Arches his back, crossing his legs around Adam’s hips* Why would I *gasp* want anybody else? *puts his hands in Adam’s hair and tugs at it*

*Moved his head as the feeling of Michael tugging it* I don’t know, I see no reason, do you? *Grabs his hand and kisses it; he moved the other one to Michael’s hard bulge, rubbing it through his boxers*

Ngh… No… ah… Of course not!…. Ad-dam! *turns his hand so that he can squeeze Adam’s. With his other one, reaches down to try and remove Adam’s underwear*

*Helps Michael to remove it and drops it somewhere in the room. But instead of removing Michael’s, he starts licking his erection through the underwear, keeping eye contact*

*gasps for air* so you really… ah… are trying to kill me? *caresses Adam’s back with his wings*

*Michael’s wings send him a shiver through his spine* M-maybe, are you liking it?

Best way… someone has… tried to kill… m-me… ever! *puts both hands in Adam’s hair, just to hold something*

*Adam smiled and took Michael’s underwear off and grabbed the lube that was inside a drawer of the night table. He looked at him to check if he was okay with what he was doing*

*Michael nodded, smiling reassuringly. He whispered* I trust you *before extending his hand for Adam to take, pulling him back into their embrace* You won’t hurt me, I promise *he said, reassuringly, arranging himself so that Adam was laying between his legs, which were bent, his feet positioned flat on the bed*

*Places his hands in his hips and leans to kiss him repeatedly* I love *kiss* you *kiss* and thank you

*kisses back eagerly* There’s nothing to thank me for. *runs his fingers up and down Adam’s spine* I should be thanking you. *hugs tightly*

*Michael’s actions sent him shivers through his back. He leans to give him a long, deep last kiss before opening the lube. He lubricated his fingers and took some steps behind, to be more comfortable working with him.

He didn’t need to ask again, Michael was already nodding in consent; so he took a deep breath and positioned his fingers close to his entrance. As he inserted a finger he took Michael inside his mouth, to free him from any kind of pain.*

With a gasp, Michael arched his back, bucking his hips into the wet heat of Adam’s mouth, no being able to resist the temptation. Trying, and failing, to take deep stabilizing breaths, he forced his lower body to relax and comply with Adam’s pace. He didn’t know what to do with his own hands, which were grabbing everything he could reach, from the pillow, to the sheets, to his own feathers, in an attempt to ground himself. Adam was in charge now, and all Michael could do was lay back and go along with it. And he enjoyed that way more than he was expecting, which, to be honest, was already a lot.

At some point he realized Adam had three fingers inside him, but with all the sensations he was experiencing, he was unable to pinpoint the exact moment when that happened, nor how. His orgasm was building fast and he was getting dangerously close to falling over the edge.

He gently tugged on his husband’s hair to stop him doing what he was doing. It took a lot of effort for Michael to find his voice again, his throat feeling sensitive and raw after all the moaning he was unaware he was performing. “T-that’s it… you can… enter me now. I’m ready,” he told Adam, in a husky, deep voice.

Adam grabbed with gentleness Michael’s thigh, and started to share kisses all over it “You sure you are ready?” Maybe he worried too much about this, but he can’t help it. He just can’t help the fear of hurting him, physically or emotionally. Michael desperately nodded, expressing how much he wanted this, how much he needed this; and if he wanted it, Adam was going to give it to him.

He slowly moved out his fingers, and reached the bottle of lube. Michael was looking at every action he was doing with half closed eyes, legs wide open and heavy breath, Adam was making hard effort to go slowly. He lubricated himself and positioned between Michael’s cheeks, without entering, not yet, causing him a groan. Adam positioned again on top of him, he could feel Michael begging him with his eyes. He leaned to kiss him, and slowly moved inside of him, feeling Michael moan between the kiss.

When Adam started tentatively speeding up his movements, kissing became more difficult, as they both were now panting in each other’s mouth. Michael moved his hands to Adam’s back, he was holding him, holding onto him, his fingernails leaving indents on Adam’s skin where Michael wasn’t able to control his actions anymore.

This feeling, of being filled, being completed by the one human that mattered the most was overwhelming. It was all that he was feeling, it felt like it was all that he ever knew existed. He knew in that moment that he was certain that this is the only way he ever wanted to live: with Adam. The eternity he spent in what then felt like self appointed solitude, now appeared as what it actually was, loneliness, pure and painful, which was rendering him numb and weak.

This, right here, right now, this wasn’t weakness nor vulnerability. This was the most undeniable proof of strength and bravery. Because there is no braver act than the one of love, of trust. To be honest enough to accept the fact that you need someone else alongside yourself is not something that Michael ever thought he’d be able to do. Until he met Adam.

As Adam whispered a quiet “I love you”, Michael was about to burst. Too many emotions, too many feelings were mixing together, making it impossible for him to identify any one of them. He wrapped his legs around Adam’s hips, pushing him deeper inside and at the same time holding him tight in an embrace he wasn’t ready to free himself from. His wings were trembling. Or maybe his whole body was. It was hard to tell. He wrapped them tightly around them once again to feel Adam’s skin under his feathers, to capture his heat. They were both sweating now, exhausted but unwilling to stop, ever!

The archangel captured his human’s lips once again with his own, in a passionate, if maybe a little messy, kiss. Sure, it was lacking in finesse and technique, but neither one of them cared. Taking Adam’s face into his hands, Michael pushed back a little to be able to look him straight in the eyes. “I want you to be the father of my child. I want to be pregnant with your kid.”

Michael left him speechless, all of the feelings, of the emotions he was experimenting was overwhelming. He gave a particular deep thrust while he leaned to give a kiss to his most loved being. With his closed eyes, he whispered breathless "I want to raise a child with you, Michael, I can't imagine anything better than that".

One of his hand was grabbing his hip, but he was using the other one to groom his wings, pushing Michael to a new level of pleasure. He wanted Michael to feel the best he could ever feel, and he didn't care about the marks in his back, as long as Michael was feeling good it was enough for him.

He was close, he could feel it, he wouldn't last more longer, it was right in the edge, and so was Michael. He could feel it, feel him. "M-Michael, love, I'm so close". His partner desperately kissed him, like he was saying 'do it', so Adam accelerated his rythm and grabbed Michael in his hand with the one that was grabbing his hips.