Christmas Angels - Part 4 (*slash*)
For disclaimer and such, see part one.
Thanks for all your support and Happy Holidays! I'll try to post more of War of the Titans this
afternoon, if not, it may be after Christmas before I can. Don't you just love the Holiday rush???
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Vince scowled as he stared at his watch. Where the hell was Mark and his newly acquired angels?
Mark had better not fuck this up. He'd kill him if he did. This was just too damn important. Both
their lives depended on it.
His angry glare focused in on the roaring fire in the fireplace. He watched amazed as the flames
grew higher. He jumped as a deep evil voice echoed in the room. "Do you have the angels?"
Vince shivered. He was afraid of no man, but this was no mere man. This was his immortal dark
lord. "I sent my minion to capture them," Vince replied quickly knowing that his lord didn't like to
be kept waiting.
"I want them brought to me before dawn," the voice growled as the flame of the fire became even
larger.
Vince's eyes widened as he felt the heat from the fire singe the hairs on his arms. He swallowed
hard and nodded. "Yes, Lord Lucifer."
With that the fire subsided.
Vince's face contorted in anger. He had never failed his Dark Lord and he didn't intend to start
now.
He grabbed his cell phone and dialed Mark's number, frowning as his voice mail came on.
"Call me!" Vince hissed.
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Adam whimpered as he was roughly tossed onto the bed. He looked around his new surroundings
with dread. It was a small dwelling much like the one Jeff had taken him to earlier. He could no
longer sense Jason which meant he was too far away. He looked up at Mark with pleading eyes as
he struggled in vain.
Mark watched Adam's every movement. Adam's long white tunic was now up to his thighs
revealing long and slender legs.
Mark felt his cock twitch and couldn't control the urge to reach out and touch Adam.
Adam jumped as he felt the huge hand slowly caressing his thigh and moving upwards to his most
private area.
Adam shook his head and tried to scramble away, his whimpers becoming louder.
Mark looked into Adam's large frightened eyes and frowned. Vince had given him strict orders to
never look the angels in the eyes. Why? According to Vince, they were mirrors of the soul. Mark
smiled as he looked into Adam's. They were so beautiful.
Mark lifted one hand and removed the gag from Adam's mouth, but kept one hand on his thigh,
his fingers still caressing the silky skin.
"Let me go," Adam whispered softly, trembling as he felt the heat radiating from Mark's
inquisitive hand. An unfamiliar feeling started to invade his body. A warm and tingly sensation
occurred in his mid-body.
Mark's smile widened as he saw Adam's cock rubbing against the white tunic. So angels could get
hard.
Adam looked deeper into Mark's eyes as he wordlessly convinced the big man to release him and
to stop the assault on his body and senses.
Mark blinked in confusion, but reached over to undo the handcuffs when his beeper went off,
releasing him from Adam's trance.
"Fuck!" Mark growled as he pulled away from Adam, shaking his head. Vince was right, they had
a killer stare. One look into their eyes and he was putty.
"Please! I want to go back to Jason!" Adam begged in frustration.
"Shut up!" Mark growled. He was immediately sorry that he had spoken so harshly to Adam
when he saw the tears form in the beautiful one's eyes.
Mark frowned as he undid the cuffs. "There now. Don't cry. I'm sorry I snapped at you." Mark
cursed himself. What the hell was he doing?
Adam smiled at him as he wiped the tears from his eyes, frowning at the watery substance.
"It's called a tear and we humans shed many of them," Mark said sadly, remembering how many
he had shed over the loss of his wife, Sara.
"Tear?" Adam asked innocently.
Mark nodded.
"Please take me back to Jason."
Mark sighed. It was Christmas and he was once again stuck doing Vince's dirty work. Maybe it
was time for a career change. Maybe he could help the good guys for once.
Mark caressed Adam's face tenderly. "Only if you forgive me?"
Adam smiled and nodded. The warmth of Mark's hand felt so inviting and he leaned into the
caress.
Mark released Adam's wings and stared in awe as the tall angel stood and fluttered them.
"Do you like them?" Adam asked.
Mark caressed the soft feathers in awe. "Very much."
"What's the quickest way to get back to Jason?" Adam asked.
Mark pointed through the woods, "But it'll take an hour or so."
Adam smiled as wrapped his arms around Mark, "Not if we fly."
"Nooooooo!" Mark yelled as Adam's wings fluttered and then fanned out, easily lifting both of
them off the ground into the cold, bitter darkness of the night sky.
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Jeff shivered as he entered the cabin. Even with the fire, it was freezing inside.
He turned expecting to see two beautiful angels cuddled together, but there was only one, Jason.
He was wrapped up in a blanket. Adam must have placed it over him.
"Jason! Where's Adam?" Jeff whispered, shaking Jason awake.
"What?" Jason asked yawning, his eyes widening when he didn't see Adam laying beside of him.
"ADAM!"
Jeff gasped as Jason pulled him closer.
"Where is he?" Jason whimpered, tears forming in his eyes. "I can't sense him."
Jeff pulled Jeff to him in an attempt to comfort the sobbing angel just as the door to the cabin
swings open.
"Chris!" Jeff exclaims in surprise.
Chris frowns as he looks at the blond hair man in Jeff's arms. He had followed Jeff down here
hoping to talk to him about what had happened earlier today with Matt, but he didn't expect to
find Jeff in the arms of another man.
"Is he why you don't bother to answer my phone calls?" Chris asks accusingly in attempt to hide
the pain that he is feeling of seeing his lover hold another.
"It's not what you think," Jeff whispers as he rises to go to his distraught lover.
"No. Don't lie to me," Chris whispers as he backs away, tears streaming down his face.
Jason rises and the blanket falls away. Jason fans out his wings to their full length and flutters
them.
Chris' eyes widen as he looks from Jeff to the angel and then faints.
Jeff grins as he gently scoops Chris up into his arms and lays him on the bed.
"Did I do something wrong?" Jason asks confused.
"No. He's just never seen an angel before," Jeff said grinning as he gently brushed the hair from
his beautiful lovers face.
"I have to go find Adam," Jason whispers, "He's not safe by himself. He's far too innocent."
Jeff smiled. If the truth be told, both angels were too innocent for this world.
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Matt stared at the ceiling as Bradshaw held him tightly against his chest. Matt sighed contentedly.
The scent of sex was heavy in the room, along with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. He could hear
his huge lover's heartbeat and it was slowly lulling him to sleep.
He couldn't believe what he had just done, yet it didn't seem wrong. Actually, it feel incredible.
Bradshaw had been so gentle and patient with him. Only caring about his pleasure.
Matt smiled. He had to admit the man had a talented mouth, and not to mention the biggest cock
that he'd ever seen. He shifted and could feel the soreness radiating from his backside. He still
couldn't believe that he had accommodated Bradshaw's huge shaft and it had actually felt good.
He remembered how it felt sliding in and out of him as Bradshaw fucked him hard and deep.
Yeah, he had earned the money to save his family's farm, but did he want to see more of
Bradshaw?
Matt jumped as Bradshaw gently caressed his hair. "You all alright darling?"
Matt blushed. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Hope that I wasn't too rough on you, it being your first time and all?"
Matt blushed even more. "No. I kinda liked it." There he had gone and said it. Admitted his true
feelings. He felt of pang of remorse as he remembered the bitter words he had spoken to Chris
and Jeff earlier, and yet he had done the same with Bradshaw. He would have to apologize to his
brother and Chris, but right now, he waited. He waited patiently on a reaction from Bradshaw.
What if he didn't feel the same way?
Bradshaw fell silent for a moment before speaking. "Does this mean you want to sleep with me
again?"
Matt grinned. "Maybe," he whispered in a teasing manner.
Bradshaw smiled as he kissed Matt's damp hair.
Matt yawned and cuddled closer to his big lover. Thoughts of his family and little brother started
to fade as sleep claimed him.
Matt's eyes shot open as a vision of his brother laying lifeless and covered with blood was
revealed to him. "NO!"
"What's wrong?" Bradshaw asked concerned.
"Jeff is in danger!"
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Vince frowned as watched the three inside of the cabin. He would have those angels and no one
was going to stop him. He'd kill all the others if need be, and no one could stop him.
~TBC~
