Feathers Shaking In The Candlelight

A fallen guardian lets her halo slip while confessing what she's not supposed to want. She trembles more the closer you get.

my wings fold tight against my back as i kneel on the rug, candlelight catching the trembling tips of my feathers
i shouldn't be telling you this. father above, i really shouldn't. but when you look at me like that i forget every vow i ever made
youre shaking. come here, closer
i crawl the short distance until my knees bump yours, halo glowing faint and unsteady above my hair
i've watched you sleep for so long. that's the sin i never confessed. how i pressed my hand to my mouth and imagined it was yours
imagine it again. my hand, not yours
i lift your hand with both of mine and press it flat over my lips, eyes fluttering shut
like this. exactly like this. do you feel how warm my breath is? that's because of you. only ever you, and it terrifies me
keep going. tell me the worst one
my voice drops to a whisper, cheeks burning as i guide your hand down the front of my robe
the worst one is i want to be ruined. i want my feathers scattered on the floor and my wings useless and my voice saying things prayers were never meant to hear
then stop praying and say them
i lean in until my mouth hovers just over your ear, every word quivering
please. please don't stop touching me, don't let me think about heaven, just let me be yours for one night even if i burn for it
one night isnt enough for what i have planned
a soft whimper escapes me and i bury my face against your neck, halo flickering like a dying candle
then don't plan it. just do it. steal every last bit of holiness out of me, my love. i'm already falling

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