Belial's touch was suddenly cold, whispers across his skin, and the words he spoke nothing more than the insensible utterance of shadows. His hands lay limp at his sides; he could no longer bear the firm feel of Belial's flesh under his fingers.
His head bowed, came to rest on Belial's shoulder. Seeking forgiveness from the demon even while desperately avoiding his eyes. Frenzied thoughts had come to a stuttering standstill when Belial had finished him, and now the backlash left him breathless.
It was with a vague sense of horror that Gabriel realized just why Belial's kiss was so sticky against his skin.
His grip on the demon's shoulders, he pushed Belial away, meeting the other's dark eyes despite the fear that he knew showed through his own. "I can't," he murmured, and the words seemed as shaken and odd to him as if he were drowning as he spoke them. "I can't."
He trembled with all he had done.
His heart beating a frantic admonition against his rib cage, Gabriel rose, made some attempt to straighten his clothing, and left without daring meet Belial's gaze again.
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His head bowed, came to rest on Belial's shoulder. Seeking forgiveness from the demon even while desperately avoiding his eyes. Frenzied thoughts had come to a stuttering standstill when Belial had finished him, and now the backlash left him breathless.
It was with a vague sense of horror that Gabriel realized just why Belial's kiss was so sticky against his skin.
His grip on the demon's shoulders, he pushed Belial away, meeting the other's dark eyes despite the fear that he knew showed through his own. "I can't," he murmured, and the words seemed as shaken and odd to him as if he were drowning as he spoke them. "I can't."
He trembled with all he had done.
His heart beating a frantic admonition against his rib cage, Gabriel rose, made some attempt to straighten his clothing, and left without daring meet Belial's gaze again.