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The differences in the fairy realm were almost overwhelming to him at first. At least orange hair wasn’t considered odd there, and since Azriel had wings and horns, others who had those features weren’t so strange to him. What really got him were the glass, crystal, and gold plants and trees in that kingdom, which grew and wilted like any typical plant life.

Chuck chickies laughed at everything they saw, not just Vali. Many butterflies were bigger to Azriel’s joy. Unicorns were real, and while they didn’t care too much for virgins like in human stories, some were gold, and they seemed to have a thing for those with good hearts. Whenever Azriel came in the evening so he and Vali could walk home together, all of the golden unicorns would come to the fence so Azriel could pat them.

Vali told him they were all jealous because Azriel hadtwogolden horns instead of only one.

Thanks to Mr. Lambin, they were able to visit Mother, and she could come to see them. When Vali once asked him why he chose to stay in the human world, he said it had its own perks and beauty even without special plants like the Glasswood Kingdom.

Vali preferred a place where he didn’t have to hide his relationship with Azriel while he grew comfortable with his sexuality. Fairies didn’t bat an eye at such things.

Interestingly, Azriel didn’t lose his magic there either. He said the energy was a bit lighter than he was used to, but he was able to feed and create pearls. He said on Earth, angels and demons both lost their magic overtime as a sort of punishment for the beginning when they fell. It also kept the Fallen from taking over and treating the human race like a free feast.

Vali guessed it wasn’t the same in the fairy realm. The Fallen had nearly no contact with fairies, but if they ever tried to take over, fairies had their own magic and could fight back quite easily.

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Vali moaned against Azriel’s neck while they were together on the bed in a tangle of limbs, and the angel worked his oiled fingers in and out of Vali’s ass. “If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m going to cum anyway.”

Azriel finally slipped out his fingers. “Kiss me first.”

Vali grabbed the base of his horns as they pressed their lips together. A while back, Azriel had said horn-grabbing was only for those in love, and Vali couldn’t imagine loving anyone more.

“Turn over.”

They shifted on the bed, and Vali supported himself on his forearms and knees. Azriel lined up the head of his cock with his hole to work it in. Vali bore down and pushed back as the angel slid in inch by inch.

Azriel paused for a moment to allow him to accommodate it better, and Vali wiggled as he pushed back more. “Fuck me.”

The angel grabbed his hips. “Ask nicely.”

“Please fuck me, Azriel. Fuck me until I can’t walk.”

Azriel snorted before he started to move, and white smoke swirled around them. They moved so Vali could lay on his stomach while Azriel hugged him from behind.

“You’re so tight,” he moaned against the nephilim’s neck as he pounded himself in and out.

Vali clenched around him to hear him moan again, and his cock rubbed on the blanket. He’d thought getting sucked off was the best thing ever, but nothing quite matched Azriel being buried in him. The angel’s wings were draped on either side, and he was warm against Vali’s back.

“You feel so good in me.” He gripped the blankets at a particularly hard thrust.

Azriel stilled himself that time as his breathing grew ragged against Vali’s neck. “I don’t want it to end. I wish we could stay like this.”

Vali squirmed as his cock leaked. “I’m so close…Azriel, please…” He wished it didn’t have to end either, but the edge was near.

Azriel gently bit his shoulder as he started to thrust again, and Vali tried to move his hips, desperate to meet each one. Azriel’s hips slapped against his ass, and he tightened his arms. Every stroke was pegging the sweet spot in Vali, and his nuts tightened.

“Vali-”

Azriel pounded like his life depended on it as he stiffened, and Vali buried his face in the blanket as the orgasm exploded from inside.

“Fuck!”

The angel gasped in his ear as he thrust, and for a second, Vali forgot about the smoke, where he was, and everything else from earlier that day. It was just Azriel and the waves of pleasure making his hips buck as he squeezed around the thick cock in his ass and tried to make it better and longer for the angel too.

It ebbed, and Azriel gave a last thrust before he lay against Vali’s back with his wings limp. Vali didn’t want to move either, and he probably could have gone to sleep right there, but Azriel shifted.

They faced each other, and Vali slung a leg over him as they hugged each other.

“My beautiful husband,” Azriel murmured as he draped a wing over the nephilim and fiddled with a piece of his orange hair.

Vali grinned at him. “My beautiful husband.”

After two years in the fairy realm, they’d gotten married, and had dinner at home with Mother, Mr. Lambin, and a few friends that evening. Neither had wanted a big party.

Sometimes, Vali could barely comprehend that he’d live for at least another two centuries due to his angel blood. But as he glanced at Azriel, it barely seemed like enough.

He tightened his arms, and Azriel gave a little sigh of pleasure before his breathing evened out, and he slept while the pearl still hovered over them. Vali would treasure every single day with his beautiful angel.