#abyss angel oc

[valentine-cafe]

May I have cherry custard tart please?!

[Afab reader]

Just thinking about Orion fucking you in an empty bath tub. With his wings propped up over the side of the tub, casting darkness over both of you!:(

-🍄

˖⁺. ﹙ angel of the abyss bf x afab reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . stay still. fuck, that's it ?! !! 🍒 : abyssal angel ˖ warrior ˖ abyssal admiral﹙ abyss dweller Orion ﹚

bathtub sex with orion <3 cw: smut, bathtub sex, rough sex

orion has always been such a sensual lover. should you be surprised when your invitation to bathe resulted in cold kisses lathered down your neck and shoulders instead of soap? his hands washed along your sides like cool, loving streams and he worshipped you much like any angel does the essence of life itself.

long fingers had crooked into your innermost self. his thumb circled your clit and he brought you to pleasures he always has. the heat of the water only amplified it. made your body melt into his further.

by the time his cock was slowly dragging along your walls - you had came twice.

still, you remained in his lap. with slow thrusts that plapped against your ass as strong hands eased your waist down in a slow rocking motion. the water laps at thighs like waves on a shore. his lips cascaded down your neck like the tender kiss of the moon upon a still ocean.

“you feel so good. . . aein, my darling love,”

his deep croon would soon turn into a groan. as tender as your angel lover was, the darkness always took over.

which is how you wounded up beneath him. water splashing over the rim of the tub and hitting the tiles like rapids smacking rocks. just as his hips ruthlessly smacked into yours. his wet wings spread out. strong arms encasing you close as he endlessly grinds and thumps against you.

“y-you will be the ruin of this angel,” his breath stutters. adam’s apple bobbing as he buries his face into your chest and groans out. his cock never fails to pull climax after climax out of you.

he knows that he is making a mess of you. he knows your cum and his has long since filled the water. he’ll simply run another bath. there is no way he’s stopping any time soon. what with your wet, silky skin against his. your whining moans. the way you cling and grip onto his back - his wings -

your desperate noises drown out the feral splashes of water. good luck getting him off of you any time soon.

[gravemud]

Silent Chaos

[madlificent]

Reach Clip Studio Paint Pro - 6 hours Throughout the past year, I have become entranced by the band glass beach ever since my friend recommended "plastic death" to me. "the first glass beach album" (where the line in this piece is from) is a trans anthem from a band with multiple queer members including their trans gal lead. It resonates so deeply with me and I sing along with it quite often. And as my transition continues along and I jam out to glass beach for the millionth time, I often end up reflecting back on my journey and the emotions held within it, both recent and long past. I'll admit that, despite how comforting it initially was to say the words "I think I'm trans" to my partner almost two years ago now, it was also terrifying and worrisome. I didn't know what that meant, I didn't know what that would look like for me, how family and friends would react. I was stepping into a void, an abyss if you will, and I was more than a little scared. But a part of my self, my true self, pleaded for me to take her hand and join her in diving into that abyss. Because even though the unknown was scary, with time it would grow comfortable, I'd adjust and find my footing in it and it was a whole hell of a lot better in time than the lie I was living for so long. And that's what this piece is about. It features Sorochi instead of myself as I have always found portraying my gender and mental health struggles to be more comfortable for me when they are channeled through her. Her true self bears the wings of the abyss angel, a critter of glass beach's making. I wanted to play with the “savior” concept, but angel wings felt far far too cliche and ill-fitting. The amorphous, “ugly” design of the abyss angel’s wings and its name felt much more in line with the vision I had. Because I wasn’t fully sure who I would become or what form I would take when I first jumped in. And I’m honestly still finding that out as time marches ever onward. I also wanted to spin the savior concept on its head a little and make the savior another version of one’s self. Because that’s really what happened for me. Yeah I talked about my identity with friends, yeah I sought my partner for support and a therapist for counseling, but ultimately the only one that really made the first step in all of that process was me. And that’s not to say I don’t appreciate the support and the love my friends, family, and peers have given me, I cherish it more than they all know. But I also recognize that only I could make the final decisions, call the final shots, take the first step into the abyss.

I think also that "into the abyss again" stands out in particular to me for this piece. Because, as depicted in a sort of twisted "black and white, x is absolutely y" fashion, I was already in an abyss. One I had slowly sank into over time and constructed by expectations, lack of knowledge, and fear of digging too deep lest I uncover something horrific. But that abyss was leeching me, I didn't know how lifeless, how drained I was until two years into this journey where I am finally joyous and bouncy and comfortable in my skin. Sorochi is my own OC. Lyrics and abyss angel wings belong to @glass--beach

[hattiestgal]

OOOHHHHH YEAH BAYBE YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS

That's right! It's been a bit, but doodle game makes it's triumphant return! I was... kinda lacking motivation to draw as of late, so I figured this'd be a good way to refuel my fire!

Since it's been a bit, let's get everyone reacquainted with the rules! Want to see a character (or characters) of mine in some situation? Send in an ask and I might pick it out to draw! This can include kink (minus ones that I'll specifically highlight in a moment!)

For a list of all my characters and their universes, check under the cut!

Here's our cast, named from left to right! Any characters not allowed to participate in a kink scenario will be in bold!

From the Little Pocket Setting - Riley Foxglove, Violette Burrows, Omen Poe, Finnegan Oakes, Alex Lyn, Harlow Reese, Jack Foxglove

From the Abyss Setting - Lucy Diggs, Allison Dudz, Lilith Daybreak, VUL-TURE

From the Arcana City Setting - Phoebe Firebird, Kiera, Angel Goldencrown, Tempest of the Skies, Critter, Desmond Lilyvalley, Cake Sugiyama

I'll also be including all character tags in case you wanna see em! Additionally, feel free to ask any questions in the replies, and have fun! I'm excited!!

[fum1r]

Came across this and thought why not

[rosetyler42]

I found a christmas base by @snuffysbox on @draw-the-squad-like-this and I had to draw the toons in it. The vision of grumpy Alice being the angel ontop of the tree was too funny to pass up.

(And yes I put a kippah/yarmulke on Boris. I wanted to acknowledge he's Jewish even though he's in a Christmas thing. He's still BORIS, you know. Any chance to eat. XD He's like Rizzo. He's there for the food and to support his friends.)

Jack Nephalem by @lovelylivelyv

@black-ak9 @royaledevil @thesecreatoroftrans @heartsong1994 @deathfangirl9 @sammy-lawrence-my-beloved @howling-nightmare @thedopedemon @thedobermutt @thedemonsurfer @roydoodler-blog @doodledrawsthings

Original:

[smolgecko-2]

An old ish doodle I did of a meme

Plus the original meme

[milk-carton-whump]

I like making AUs.

Here's Demon Hunter Zurii and his smuggled boyfriend Ravana (@unicornscotty )

[corinnetheanime]

A couple hour sketch in pen/marker today of Samael Thompson (a Danny Phantom OC). When he grows tired in the shell that chains their souls, his true nature starts to emerge. The remnant of the abyssal monster that humanity created over 28,800 years ago…

Warning for body horror/eyes.

“You don’t want to see the real me.”

[lovelylynart]

he’s going through it rn, pray for him

[thewingedgoat]

Mind showing us a ref of your Apollyon? I know you drew a headshot of him, but other than that we haven't seen much!

Here my queen is, she went through alot of redesign heh!

[valentine-cafe]

Can i request your ocs with an oblivious reader? Like it doesn't matter how heavy the flirting, reader just thinks 'oh, they're being nice' or 'oh, they're just naturally flirty' so even if they tease and flirt back a bit they don't realise your ocs are legitimately interested? Could be anyone, but if you can answer this for many ocs can i also ask for the poetic reader in the bunch?

Kisses and hugs<3

. ˚◞♡ 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓◞ ₊˚

𖹭. how a selection of characters react to an oblivious reader that they are clearly interested in /gn reader

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ TALISEN 781 ꒱ knows exactly how to deal with this. darling you’re giving this man flashbacks to rishen — but enough of that. at first, he’d find it amusing and test the waters. see just how obvious you truly were. talisen’s flirts are always poetic ( unless you are in a relationship with him to which they can swing ), always seamless. the kind that makes you swoon, the kind you find in books — so when he saw that none of it was working on you. . . well he did what he has learnt. be honest. steal you away to the rooftop and tell you his genuine feelings. he’s not making the same mistake twice — and it’ll save him the grey hairs. so he’d serenade you were a poem, and then right-out tell you about his feelings.

grim reaper x reader, snake monster x reader, hero x reader, poet x reader

 

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÌNGYÍ 9948E ꒱ thought that maybe you just weren’t too good with social cues - and someone who struggles with english he thought maybe that might be it too. but nope - he quickly found out that all of his advances went right over your head. no matter how hard he tried. the most bluntest of flirts, the most suggestive. . . and you’d just smile at him. needless to say he’d eventually snatch you up and kiss you breathless because when words don’t work for him, then actions surely will.

grim reaper x reader, ghost x reader

 

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ HÀOYÚ 9948E ꒱ took it as a challenge. maybe if he flirts hard enough you’ll get the hint - he can be shameless. surely he would find a way to get his point across to you, right? and so he’d flirt with you at whatever chance he got. waiting for that fluster. keen eyes staring at you, waiting for some kind of reaction. something. anything. you drove him insane. all of his poems, his flirts, his little compliments, his very blatant comments. none of them worked. and eventually, he would gently cup you by the face - stare at you like he was losing his mind and chuckle: “respectfully. and with all the love. what is wrong with you.”

grim reaper x reader, 

 

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 1311 ꒱ also took it as a bit of a challenge yet also found it quite amusing just how oblivious you were. he’d play around with you. throw little flirts and comments whenever the moment was right for it. innuendos too. not to even mention how touchy this woman can be. and when they noticed that none of it was working? well, their curiosity only sparked. so they’d keep testing just how far your obliviousness pushed to until someone, ( yu xi ), would pull you aside and beg you to give rishen something. because at this point it’s agonising for the rest of the team to watch. what a way to find out that the director of aegis was into you.

assassin x reader, spy x reader, admiral x reader

 

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ ALESSIO 1311 ꒱ was also very determined. he’s charming, he’s sure that he could make you fold eventually. . . and then eventually turned into a few months and he was left in a state of shock. you actually shocked this old man. and now here he was, acting like fucking rishen and strategically trying to decipher the best, most shameless flirt that would leave you blushing and stammering. and when that didn’t work? he felt his world crumble. fuck it. he’ll pull you backstage and make-out with you until you’re whining. maybe then you’ll get the idea.

rockstar x reader, enigma x reader, villain x reader

 

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ ORION ꒱ was so confused. in all of his millennia of being alive - he had never met a more oblivious person than you. it started with the subtle flirts, and when those didn’t hit you he gradually heightened the flirts. the comments. tried to worm his way in — and when none of it worked. . . he decided, that it was time for the bluntness. orion is shameless, when he wants something he makes it very obvious. and that’s exactly what he told you - all while he snatched you by the waist and leaned you into the castle’s wall. whispering his utmost love against your ear.

abyssal angel x reader

[kennyfors2blog]

Abaddon ☠️🔫🏜🪦

Species: Angel(formely), Ascended Demon.

Likes: death, ashes,, silence, slaving, suffer.

Dislikes: apollyon misorders.

He is demon of the abyss and embodimentt of death which task is to look after the forgotten souls. He wields a giant reaper machine gun for battle.

Occupation: King of abyss, apollyons master, death bringer, destroyer, reaper, master of abyss, undertaker.

Powers/abilities: Immortality, superstrength, narkmanship, flight, teleprtation, pyrkinese, death manipulstion, soul taking, demonic transformation, shapeshifting.

Inspired by:Thanatos(god of war), death(adventure time), billy, adventurw time, reaper overwatch and megatron.

Weapon: Reaper-slinger

Note: Apollyon and Abaddon are seperated characters.

[idv-news-boi]

-> {COA Act 1} The Jasper & The Unknown Pen Pal🌌

Characters// (OCs) Connor Morozov & Angel Drew, (Canons) Emma Woods, Leo Beck, Kreacher Pierson, Freddy Riley, Emily Dyer, Martha Behamfil

Warning// Some suggestive stuff here and there, dark themes because is Call of the Abyss we’re talking about- OCs from others will be included from this story!!! Ships will be included too ;)

Dark... Stones... Caves.

Deeper into the darkness, there's a thin layer of gold beneath all layers in the abyss… It’s mysteriously lack of gold and rich, but they shall take it nonetheless if there’s something much more valuable… Though, not all treasures are always provided in huge rewards.

Deeper into the dark cave, a shiny jasper has been laid on a pedestal among all that is gold and luxury.

But slowly, a gloved hand is carefully reaching out for it- before snatching the gem and replacing its position with a stone.

"Spot it! Haha!"

A Pirate Spotter(Kreacher) laughs as he raises up the gem into the reflecting light to examine it with the eye that does have the telescope.

"Mr. Pierson, we can't just go recklessly take that artifact...!”

The Pirate Shipwright(Emma) suggested with a worried look as she saw the crewmate's actions. He did test the waters, but it's quite uncalled for if he suddenly does it without the others prepared for any sudden impacts that may happen.

"Right, papa?" Emma turns to the ship captain for approval, who results to be also her father.

"Mn.!" The Captain response in agreement, there's the stern scolding tone as a man of few words.

"Aw, geez,,," The sneaky Pirate Spotter sighs in frustration as he tries to stick his single eye from the gem to look at the captain and the shipwright with a fake, sad look.

“Don't worry, Ms. Woods. This place got ditched for 500 years,,,- Who else would they come with us and steal it before us???"

The Pirate Doctor(Emily) sighs as she helps the crew take all the gold and jewels into the ship. The Pirate Navigator(Freddy) have to stay outside to guard the ship in case. As the Pirate Gunner(Martha) is accompanying the searching crew to provide them protection for any sabotages.

According to the crew’s Navigator, the ancient Jasper has the power to manipulate the sea and the fire from colliding together. Many called it the Phoenix… If anyone possesses such gem, the bearer will become fire-proof and harder to get drowned. Though, they all made an agreement that is taken for selling to the queen and the king of England, yet Kreacher can’t help but become infatuated by such shiny objects.

However, it seems the pirate crew are definitely not alone. And not with someone who plays games.

Just as Kreacher turns back to his- I mean, the crew's precious ancient jasper, it's already gone from his hands.

"HUH?!" The Thief just got thieved it seems- He looks around the floor if he have dropped it without realizing. But then, he hears a raspy, cold voice echo from the ceiling.

"Up here, loser."

Getting ticked off by such callout, Kreacher fumes before looking up to see the fella of such audacity. The rest of the crew stopped as they realize the person's presence, now hearing the click of a musket the mysterious silhouette made.

Slowly, the man walks up from on a rock he was standing on. Which was pretty much too high to reach, though it seems he have used some hanging rope to navigate around the cave rather than climbing on it- The little light from the hole of the ceiling allows the crew to reveal one of their deadliest rivals in the seven seas; the Pirate Sniper.

Also known as one of our typical, beloved bastards... Connor Morozov.

"I got this place before you. So see you no more...."

The marksman pirate says as he flicks the gem in his gloved fingers before catching it swiftly as if provoking one’s wrath. He then starts running towards the rope that leads him away from the crew. The opposite pirates started shouting as they quickly take out their guns and run towards him.

“HRRR!!!” The Captain sternly commands to catch the enemy, making the Pirate Gunner and the Pirate Spotter to go ahead without hesitation with Pirate Doctor following them for assistance.

Solo Pirate Connor is however able to run away from their grasp, with at least most of the treasure already packed along with the Phoenix gem that actually belongs to him-

The treasure sit used to be one of his ancestor’s will, but it seems it is no longer a secret to be safely kept- some idiot must have leaked the map to them… mn.

Despite everything, he’s half relieved that the gem is still in his grasp. Nothing will stop him, now.

___

*Ding!*

“Thank you, have a great winter.”

The Banker gently says as he calmly take a portion of the cold to be kept safely. He is just very sure he cannot mess with someone that is unhesitatingly to put a pistol on your temple.

Connor arrived at Steam city, where snow and ice are some of the closest things you can describe on. The eternal winter the city has as its specialty reminds him of his mother land.

The pirate ignores the masked Banker as he keeps the other portion of gold with him at the ship, just in case. The pirate is not too greedy, but he isn’t dumb either when it comes to keeping the riches “obtained”. Inside the bank brings a lot of fancily caged candles and bringing a cozy vintage feeling that differs from the outside. It’s entrance sign’s letters can be barely be seen by the pile of snow covering on the roof. The little building is just empty with classic furnitures and gears moving can be heard. Only the Banker and Connor are present, so letting out a tiny voice can be clearly be heard through echoing.

Noticing that his suit is now half dirty from the previous events along with the snow melting on his coat, Connor curses frustratedly under his breath in Russian before making his next departure to a tailor shop for new clothes.

He’s too lazy to change back at his boat, so why not visit an old friend to bother him…?

___

“Good Evening… What can I help you in this fine day~?”

Bells gently collided together as the door is opened. A gentle, surprisingly warm voice asks with such hint of charm. The pirate almost though he just heard an angel of haven in such never ending winter at a city.

Yep, it was just a bit worth to come 4 hours here by foot to hear such welcome-

“Oh- it’s you…”

The jolly tone of the voice faltered a bit as a young man with a Spanish hat sighs from seeing the half-dirt stained pirate. He approaches him to softly trace the fabric of Connor’s coat with an unsurprised look.

“…You stained the attire once again…-“

“I have the money, Angel.”

The pirate cuts the Tailor with an assuring statement. Making the Tailor, known as Angel, go back to smiling softly before nodding.

“Right on time, then~”

The tailorshop worker is also a whaler hunter. He specializes in making dresses and attires out of fine fabrics, even out of whale leather… Connor just find it beneficial to have such eccentric Spaniard tailor as his friend.

“Stay comfy… There’s coffee already served at the table.”

Angel instructs few minutes later as he helps Connor take out the coat to use. Now both hands washed up, Connor nodded lightly before crossing his legs on the stylish sofa he sits on. He takes a couple of chocolate chip cookies and rip them all apart before dumping it into his black coffee. The first items he picks up afterwards are the nearest newspaper he manages to grab from the nightstand that is next to him and the coffee.

While drinking the coffee, he takes a quick glance at the newspaper to see what’s up with the boring land news going on. Intending to kill some time as he lets Angel work on his coat.

‘The Nether’s Masterpiece… The Big Race… and another Metropolis Apreciation Event- boring….’ Connor thinks as he briefly reads the captions, already knowing what’s going on.

Land dwellers are strange.

“Anything eventful happened to you…?” Connor asked in a stoic manner, tilting his pirate hat to cover his eyes as he takes sip from his black coffee. Attempting to relax from all the moving around.

“Well…” The angelic voice starts as he brushes the dirt from the attired with a brush poured in soaped water, “A telegram somehow went through my inbox…. Not from a regular this time.”

“Mn…?”

“As I responded to the telegram with a low budget letter to return the mistakenly sent telegram, the sender strangely also started to send me more telegrams after the accident- He wanted to learn more about me… it seems I made a new pen pal.”

“His name?”

“Never stated his name… Only talked about his job and shared me a picture of him-“

Angel let’s Connor take a glance at the tiny picture, aman with glasses in a fancy suit and headset used as a microphone for radio casts. Smiling so widely on the photo black and white photo. All he learned from the sender is that the pen pal works in radios and telecommunications, shared a picture of himself that turns out to them being an actual man. Yet, he never stated his name.

“Mmm…” Connor only takes a blank glance before looking away in boredom. “Not my problem then.”

“To be honest,,, I would like for you to help who this strange, cheerful looking man is-“

“Just don’t trust him, ignore him. That picture might be someone else’s if he spills so much about him so confidently.”

“The telegrams started getting sent to me like few months ago… I think it may not be too soon of an advance but I just find it suspicious… And I’m getting concerned by such amount of money spent on such fancy papers- How to stop him while ignoring them…?”

Angel finishes brushing off the dirt from the coat before hanging it to dry. He slowly goes around the counter to sit on the left armchair of where Connor sits…. He traces his gentle fingers on the pirate’s slightly bare chest in a strangely teasing manner.

“I can do more than just mending and cleaning your coat, mi querido pirata…. Do me a favor for me and I can just give it you in return~” The elegant Spaniard seductively requests as he then brushes his fingers on the pirate’s chin.

The Pirate Sniper, however, is not looking impressed by the offer. Yet, he blinks a bit before closing his eyes. Then turning around to stare at the other’s squishy face with an unreadable.

“You’ll have to join me on my ship and leave this shop, if that’s the case.”

Connor states straightforwardly. The Whaler blinks before sighing. That’s the 30th time the pirate offer him to ditch Stream City to travel with him- Isn’t that dangerous though? He also has friends here unlike Connor-

“… You know I can’t- is there anything else I can do?”

“That’s the only thing I’m desiring.” Connor responds with lack of shame, making Angel pout at such quick statement.

“Fine… I’ll travel with you, just temporarily to promote my brand a bit- I can’t just leave my baby here forever…-“

Angel gives in as he nervously grins, mentioning his precious business establishment as his ‘baby’.

Little did he expect, he sees Connor giving him a look. He isn’t smiling but his eyes are shining with excitement for some reason. Which is rare-

The pirate holds up a hand for an handshake to seal the deal. The Spaniard merely shakes his hand back gently.

“Nice having business with you, pocket Tailor.”

“…Igualmente, pirata~”

[donna-medusa-gorgon]

The Birth of the Angel of the Abyss

Aka ooh lore time

So. Despite the title, angels aren’t born per say. They more take form. They already exist once God creates something, and there’s hypothetically an angel for everything. They only take form when God calls out for them, and despite the fact their role might differ based on their power, they are at their core the Angel of their respective creation. Btw a lot of their power is based on how powerful their creation is.

So here is Abbadona taking form!

[evolnoomym]

Birds of a Feather 🌙☀️

General Masterlist | Joel Miller Masterlist | Support me |

Summary: A peek into the future.

Rating: 18+ mature content mdni!!!!

Word count: 0.8 k

Authors note: First of all Happy Birthday to my Wife @joelmillerisapunk and myself, I love you so much Sunshine (we are literally Scorpio twins) 🫶🏻 This was supposed to be something else, a whole multi-chapter Fic based around this couple (which I still plan on writing) but as you know my life kinda changed completely so I was busy with taking care of that instead. I hope y’all like this little gift I’ve prepared.

Warnings: no use of y/n, Female reader, Female OC, FFM, beautiful domestic vibes, getting married, implied age-gap, cock lol, throuple,

Shoutout to @saradika @strangergraphics and @steddiecameraroll-graphics 💛

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so if you come across mistakes it might be due to that. You are always welcome to talk with me about my writing. In general I appreciate comments, likes and reblogs greatly. 🫶🏻

If someone would’ve told you that your future is gonna look like this you would’ve never believed it. So full of love, happiness and joy, exactly what you deserve after all these painful years. You finally get to wake up and be happy about it. Free of the past that kept dragging you down into the abyss. Meeting Sunny changed everything, you spend hours day after day talking to her and never once getting tired of each other. Love at first sight. Within months the decision was made to leave everything behind, runaway and move in with her.

It may seem rushed to others, but not once since then did you regret leaving. Sunny and you quickly fell into a blissful domestic routine, waking up together in bed, making breakfast for each other, cleaning the house like maniacs together and let’s not forget about those countless trips to Costco while listening to music you both loved. Movie nights cuddled up on the couch, tending to the vegetable garden in the backyard and all the dates Sunny planned, showing off the beautiful hidden spots of her town.

Of course one day the topic of getting married came up and it wasn’t surprising that the both of you had similar dreams, tying the knot in Italy. A month after that conversation Sunny got down on one knee and popped the question, which of course you immediately said yes to. A couple weeks after she slipped that moon shaped diamond down your finger it was time to walk down the aisle. It was a small ceremony. One of the best days in your life, one you won’t ever forget. The day you married the love of your life.

A year has since passed and if someone, again, would’ve told you that it will get even better you would have not believed it.

Life was already pretty perfect, but then you met Joel Miller that fateful night, 6 months ago, at the local bar. Sunny and you had talked about sharing someone but the opportunity never came. Joel however was different from those other guys, his interest was not driven by perversion, no, he was genuine and respectful. A mature man who knows what it takes to make a gal happy. Broad shoulders, strong arms, the sweetest brown eyes and luscious brown locks streaked with grey.

In the beginning you felt like a traitor for feeling the way you did about Joel.

Sunny ever the Angel reassured you each time that you are not a bad person for loving more than one person, after all she loved him too.

Those doubts feel silly now as you stand in the kitchen of the house you three share. Glancing out of the big window above the countertop you can see Sunny in the garden outstretched on a big blanket. She’s soaking up the last rays of sunlight and the golden hues make her look so angelic. It’s November 10th, her birthday and yours too.

You quietly step out onto the porch, tiptoeing over to her, she seems to sense your presence and opens her eyes. “Hii Babygirl,” Sunny’s sweet voice greets you. As you sink down to your knees, she sits up on her knees and slides her arms around your waist. “What did you do inside?” Sunny asks after pressing her soft lips on yours. “I cleaned the kitchen,” you try to lean in for another kiss “Wait I already cleaned the kitchen this morning,” Sunny pulls back and tilts her head questioning “are you okay Baby?” She knows you so well. “Yeah I’m just nervous, do you think he has something planned for us?”

Sunny chuckles “I sure hope he does or else he won’t get his cock sucked tonight,” her boldness still makes you blush furiously “ awww Baby no need to get shy, it’s okay I know you love that cock.” She smirks and you can only nod bashful.

“Yes, but shouldn’t he do something to us?” You pout your lips and Sunny takes the opportunity to kiss you again. She strokes through your hair gently “He will definitely do something to us, but that gift you want probably the most has to wait for a little longer.”

“I know, maybe we can give him that for his birthday?” You suggest in a giddy tone.

“Would it really be a surprise if he’s actively involved in making that gift?” She retorts.

“No, but you know what I mean.”

“Yes I do, let’s talk about it with him okay sweet cheeks?” You nod.

Sunny’s attention is pulled to something behind you “Speaking of the devil,” Sunny smiles and points to something behind you.

When you whip around you see Joel with two huge bouquets in his arms, a big smile on his face and even after he’s worked a hard shift he still looks breathtakingly handsome. And when he opens his mouth to bless your ears with his deep Texas drawl you are immediately put at ease.

“There are my two pretty girls, now who’s ready for a Birthday Party?”

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