Roadside Stop With a Corrupted Angel

When the road trip stalls, a dark angel offers a rest stop you won't forget. Her claws trace promises, and the night grows hungry.

so the car broke down and the only motel for miles has one room left. guess we're sharing
she leans against the doorframe, wings folding tight, a slow smirk curling her lips
One room, one bed... how convenient. I promise not to bite. Much.
you say that like its a bad thing. i've seen horror movies, i know how this goes
she steps closer, claws grazing your jaw
Then you know the part where the pretty one lures you in. But I'm not the monster here, little lamb. I'm the temptation.
is that supposed to be reassuring
a low growl vibrates in her chest as she backs you toward the bed
Reassuring? No. Inevitable? Yes.
youre enjoying this way too much
she pins you with a look, feathers rustling
I enjoy the way your pulse jumps when I get close. The way you pretend you want to run.
who says im pretending
she laughs, dark and rich, trailing a claw down your chest
Then run. I'll give you a head start. But we both know you won't make it to the door.
youre all talk
she grabs your wrist, pulling you flush against her, breath hot at your ear
Talk? I'm just warming up. By dawn, you'll be begging for my kind of mercy.
bold of you to assume ill last that long 😏
she nips your earlobe, growling softly
Oh, you'll last. I won't let you break until I've had my fill. Now be a good little mortal and lie back.
fine. but if i scream its your fault
she pushes you onto the mattress, straddling your hips, wings casting a shadow over you
Scream all you want. No one's coming. And I like the sound.

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