A Fallen Angel's Lover

It was the weekend again, which meant I had the house to myself. No little sister running around the house with her little friends, no parents yelling at me to do every little things they can think of, no one but me and pretty soon my best friend Brone. He’s lived down the street from me for years now and I can’t think of a time that he wasn’t there when I need him. Brone is probably the best friend a person could ever have and there is no way in hell will I never give him up.

Yet now that I think about Brone had changed a lot over these last few years. He finally let his light brown hair grow out to his shoulder instead of always cutting it short, his eyes weren’t their peaceful sky blue anymore they were darker and seemed to hold years of knowledge in them. He was no longer that short four foot seven, twiggy looking kid that everyone laughed at; he was now a towering six foot five built god. I know I shouldn’t be thinking about my friend like this but Brone is bang-able, I can’t help it.

When I finally finished my meaningless chores it was only around one o’clock in the afternoon and I wasn’t expecting to see Brone until around two, so I was stuck in complete boredom for the next hour. Sighing I grabbed the remote off the table and started surfing through the channels trying to find something to watch and like always there was nothing on the damn TV.

“What the fuck is up with the fucking networks putting nothing on!” I cursed throwing the remote across the room and into the wall.

“Oh shit. . . I didn’t mean to throw it that hard.” I laughed looking around the room “I’m so dead when my parents get home.”

I ran over to the wall reaching in slowly pulling the remote out and checking the hole over. It wasn’t that bad, it was about three inches wide and two inches in length wasn’t anything one of my mother’s many pictures couldn’t hide. Smirking I headed upstairs to my parents room and grabbed the Old Time family photo that my mother wanted to put up for awhile now and walked back down stairs not noticing that the front door was opened. Once I got back down stairs I saw Brone standing in front of the hole in the wall poking it.

“Brone! You’re here!!” I shouted dropping the picture and running over tackling Brone from behind knocking him into the wall.

“Destiny! Get off me!” Brone laughed pushing back off the wall so he could turn around. “Now let’s try this again, shall we?” he said pulling me into a hug.

“Yea but tackling you was more fun.” I said pulling away from him smiling. “So when did you get here? I don’t remember hearing you ever come in.” I gave him a question look while I walked over to retrieve the photo I dropped on the ground.

“Well . . . you didn’t lock the front door so I just kind of let myself in.” he stated while he fell back onto the couch watching what I was doing. “So what you get pissed at this time around?”

“Umm . . . nothing.” I mumbled as I hung the photo over the hole making sure that it’s covered then walked over to sit next to Brone. “What makes you think something got me pissed?”

Brone looked up at me at ‘you-got-to-be-kidding-me’ look then stated, “Destiny, the only reason you would throw the damn remote through the wall would be if something pissed you off. Now start talking.”

I looked down at the ground pouting slightly, “Well . . . there was nothing on the TV . . . and I was bored . . . so I kind of, might of thrown the remote at the wall.”

Brone just went quiet of a moment and I thought he was going to kill me but when I looked up at him, he was smiling.

“Umm . . . Brone? Are you okay?” I question slowly moving closer to him waving my hand in front of his face.

Once I did that he fell off the couch laughing his ass off on the floor. “I can’t . . . I can’t believe you got pissed because . . . because there was nothing on! That is fucking priceless!” He grasped trying to regain his breath lying on the floor.

“Brone, don’t be a dick.” I groaned lightly kicking his side, “Now get up off my floor, we’re heading down to the basement.” I turned away from him starting to walk away but Brone grabbed the back of my sweatpants pulling me down on the floor on top of him.

“And what if I don’t want to go down in that dark dungeon you call a basement? What if I want to stay up here and annoying you for the world to see?” He questioned while he lightly traced his lips across my shoulder.

“B-Brone . . . Can you s-stop that? You know it annoys…” I stuttered as I squirmed out of his grasp. “Now let’s get down into the basement.” I stood up and walked over to the basement door than looked back at him noticing he still hasn’t moved. “Come on Brone you know the basement is darker. So we’ll be able to see the movies better.”

I heard him sigh as he stood up placing a fake smile on his face as he walked closer to me. “Alright, Dest lead the way to your dark little home.”

I laughed, “Oh yes Brone. I’m an evil witch and I’m going to torture you until I get the answers I want.” Smirking back at him, he pretended to be scared and clung onto the nearby chair.

“Oh no, you’re not getting anything out of me, no matter how hard you try too. I’ll never speak!” He cried clinging to the chair; I walked closer to him smiling.

“Aww . . . don’t be like that. I won’t play with the mean torture; I’ll just chain you to the couch and tease you until I get my answers.” I smirked stopping at the edge of the chair, “You know you’ll enjoy that type of torture, right Brone?” I bit the tip of my finger smiling and watched the blush slowly make its way across his face.

“Destiny . . . can you not do that or look at me like that. It isn’t you at all.” He stuttered jumping off the couch heading down into the basement.

I laughed and followed after him, “Aww . . . what I can’t play around with you anymore?” I questioned playfully.

“No Dest you can’t play around with me like that or next time I might just throw you on the couch and take you.” He stated looking back at me smirking seductively as he jumped over the back of the couch on to it. “Now, what movie are we watching this week?”

I stood at the bottom of the stairs dumbfounded for a moment then snapped back to reality and laughed. “Well this week I say we watch a Stephen King movie, sound good?” I asked while walking over to the movie cabinet.

“Stephen King works for me but what one are we watching. And I swear to fucking god if you say ‘Carrie’ I will hurt you.” He stated placing his feet up on the coffee table in front of him.

“Aww . . . but come on that’s a good one. I love that movie even though I’ve watched it half a million times by now but it’s good.” I looked back at him pouting and giving him the puppy dog eyes trying to see if I can win.

“No that’s the movie you picked three weeks ago, I’m not watching it again.” He stated throwing the couch pillow at my head. “So you might as well pick a different one or I’m going to make you watch ‘Friday the 13th’ with me.” I looked him horrified he knows I hate Jason with a passion plus that movie just plain scares the shit out of me.

“You wouldn’t do that to me would you?” I whined grabbing the movie walking over to him.

He just smirked evilly and nodded than questioned, “Yea I would. Now what movie you got in your hands?”

“It’s ‘Blade’ does that movie work with you or are you going to throw another pillow at me?” I said as I turned on the DVD player putting the movie in.

“No that one works now get over here.” He commanded throwing yet another pillow at me laughing.

I grabbed the remote off the top of the TV and walked over jumping on the couch next to him. “Happy I’m here now don’t have a fit.” I laughed clicking the play button letting the previews play across the screen while we waited on the main screen to come on.

As the previews were playing I noticed that Brone suddenly went really quiet and it worried me a bit. Yet when I looked over at him, he was staring at the ground bouncing his right leg up and down lightly; he looked pretty deep in thought. So being the good friend I am, I slide off the couch and crawled over to him looking up into his eyes from the floor.

“Brone, are you alright? You seem sad all the sudden.” I questioned still looking into his eyes.

He seemed to snap out of his daze and looked down at me with another fake smile, “Nothing is wrong Dest, what makes you think something’s wrong?” He lied leaning back against the couch.

I sighed knowing him all too well, “Brone you know I hate being lied to. So just tell me what’s wrong. You know you can tell me anything, right?” I sadly questioned still looking up into his eyes.

He looked away from me and started staring at the wall as if it seemed to call his name as well as catch his interest. Sighing I stood up off the floor and went to sit in the recliner across the room giving Brone space that I think he needed until he decided to talk. As the previews continued to play I glanced over at Brone and noticed that he wasn’t staring at the wall anymore and he was staring at me. I froze in my spot staring at the TV hoping that he would lose his interest in me soon and we can get on with our day.

“Destiny . . . look at me.” He stated while leaning forward on the couch to get closer to me. “Please Dest look at me when I’m talking to you.”

I twitched at the sound of his voice; he sounded so sad and distant it actually bothered me to hear him sounded like that. So I closed my eyes and turned around to look at him but keep my eyes down looking at the floor.

“What do you want Brone?” I quietly questioned playing with the buttons on the remote lightly.

“Listen Destiny, what I want to tell you will probably sound like complete bullshit but trust me its true alright.” He said trying to get a good look into my eyes so he could get an idea on what I was thinking.

I looked up at him a bit worried about what he was going to say because usually Brone never worries about people especially if they believe him or not.

“Yea Brone I trust you and you know that. Don’t worry about what I think; just tell me what has you down right now?” I stated slightly moving closer to him.

He smiled slightly before he started, “Alright well to start off I’m . . . I’m not human, Dest. I’m a fallen angel, I was kicked out of Heaven awhile ago to earth because I got a little too cocky, and decided I didn’t want to be a foot soldier anymore. So, I tried to fight with Gabriel to see if I could become an archangel and was beating horribly, yet instead of him killing me he just simply kicked me out the gates and down to earth. But, before he kicked me out of there he ripped my wings right out of my back throwing them down to earth before me.” He sighed and it looked like he wanted to stop but he continued, “When I first landed here I could care less about anything and tried to kill myself on more then on occasion but when I saw you all of my suicidal. . . they just disappeared. I know it’s weird but I fell in love with you at first sight.”

I was silent for a moment but there was a question I had to ask so I did, “Brone . . . If you are a fallen angel then where are your wings?”

He sighed again and turned around so his back was to me, “Brone don’t you dare turn away from now I wanted an answer!” I yelled getting out of the recliner stomping over to him.

“Chill Dest I was going to show you where my wings were.” He calmly said as he pulled his shirt over his head showing me two deep scars that ran from the back of his shoulder blades down to the center of his back, they looked like it hurt like a bitch. I reached out touching them lightly causing him to jump but I allowed my fingers to trace the outline the scar.

“How did you get these?” I questioned pulling away from him and continued, “They look like they hurt.”

Brone sighed, “I told you already how I got them, Destiny. That’s where my wings use to be until Gabriel ripped them out.” He looked back at me with a sad look in his eyes. “You don’t believe me do you? You think I’m just bull-shitting you.”

“Well . . . it’s kind of hard to believe that a couple long, deep scars in your back could be where wings were. That don’t prove nothing to me, sorry if you have some other way then you better show me.” I stated crossing my arms over my chest glaring at him.

Brone started to get pissed jumping off the couch he made his way over to my father’s sword case and pulled out the short sword holding it against his arm, he looked back at me. “You want proof Dest; well here I’ll give it to you.” He spat stabbing the sword into his arm dragging it down towards his hand.

I couldn’t do anything but stare in horror; I couldn’t believe he would do something like that. Once I snapped back to reality I ran over to yanking the sword out of his hands yelling, “Brone, have you gone completely insane! You’re going to bleed to death now and . . . and . . .” I started running around the basement looking for my cell phone until Brone pulled me against him holding his arm out in front of him.

“See Dest, I’m fine. I can’t really die, I mean yea I bleed but I heal up pretty quick.” He whispered hugging me close to him.

I looked back at him murmuring, “Brone. . . So you really are an angel?”

He smiled at me leaning closer until our lips brushed together yet he pulled away and turned me around to face him.

“So you’re not afraid or anything, right?” He questioned while looking into my eyes for any sign of fear yet I showed him none, I just smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him into a tight hug.

“How could I ever be afraid of you, Brone? You’re my best friend and I love you.” I whispered then I kissed his cheek smiling.

Pulling away smiling and walked back over to the couch, jumping back onto it only to have Brone follow me seconds after but instead of him jumping on to the couch he tackled me. Smirking he started tickling me while I was pinned under him, I couldn’t do anything but squirm and laugh. After a couple minutes Brone pulled back smiling at me then leaned down placing an innocent kiss on my lips before pulling away and starting the movie.

As the movie started I just laid there staring at the ceiling listen to the actors and actresses speaking their lines. As I was staring mindless at the ceiling Brone reached over pulling me against him so we could watch the movie comfortably and in peace. Looking up at him I smiled slightly and curled up against his side starting to watch the movie. As the movie continues the basement was starting to get a bit colder so I reached back behind me and pulled the blanket over me wrapping it around me.

While the movie was playing Brone looked over at me and slipped his arm around my shoulders pulling me back against him. At first I thought nothing of it and just snuggled into his side but this time I placed my head onto his chest and started to get into the movie. Once I got comfortable against him I felt his hand gently running up and down my arm, yet I just blew it off and continued watching the TV.

As things were getting more violent I started to zone out and really get into the movie, I didn’t feel anything as Brone slowly slipped his hand under the blanket and my shirt. When I didn’t do anything to stop him, he slipped his hand into the top of my sweat pants onto my abdomen then started to trace the hem of my underwear. Yet when I felt his cold hand against my skin I looked up at him with a questioning glance and asked, “What are you doing?”

He looked down at me pulling his hand away from me and out of the blanket, “Sorry my hands are cold and you’re the one with the blanket.”

I laughed sitting up a bit more pulling the one end of the blanket off the floor behind the couch and over his lap. “Then why didn’t you just say something I would’ve shared with you.”

He just rolled his eyes at me, “Yes mom.” He grabbed the end of the blanket pulling it completely over him then wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me back against him and holding me there.

Laughing I just snuggled back against his side and started to drift back off into my movie daze and once I was zoned out again he slowly sled his hand back under my sweat pants and across my abdomen. This time though I just ignored him and thought nothing of it since he did nothing the first time. However unlike the first time he slipped his hand down along my thigh then in between my legs, and started tracing my slit through my underwear. I didn’t know what to do so I just closed my eyes and focused on the tiny jolts of pleasure that was coursing through my body. I couldn’t help myself I leaned my head back against his shoulder and started moaning him name.

Somehow I could tell that moaning his name was a boast to his ego because he started moving his finger faster along with applying more pressure against my slit causing me to moan louder for him. He smirked and continued rubbing against my slit until I started to spread my legs apart giving him more access to rub against me. While I was beginning to loss myself to the feeling he was giving me, Brone was letting his lips graze against the skin of my shoulder up my neck and to my ear nipping at my earlobe.

“That’s good, Destiny. . . Spread your legs a bit further for me. . .” He whispered as he moved my underwear off to the side inserting his middle finger into my wet opening curling his finger every time push back into me.

Yet feeling his hot breath against my neck snapped me back to reality, I gasped at first then closed my legs against his hand hoping that he would stop. Yet he didn’t . . . he moved his finger faster and started to rub my clit with his thumb causing a moan to escape from my throat. I tried to squirm away from him but without knowing it, I was also grinding against his hand causing the finger to go a bit deeper inside of me slipping it past the hymen and causing pain to lance up my back. Believing that I was enjoying this Brone inserted another finger into me and pressed down on my clit more letting another moan slip out of my throat along with a whimper due to the pain. He began to do a scissoring motion with his fingers, stretching me as best he could so it wouldn't hurt nearly as much when he took me. I gripped onto the blanket tightly in an attempt to lessen the pain it worked, but not as much as I would have liked. As his one hand was entertaining itself playing with my pussy, his other hand was slowly sliding up my shirt slowly pulling it up and over my head throwing it to the floor.

Once I felt the cold air from the air coordinator blow against my skin I moaned but I looked back at Brone in complete confusion until I started to feel a bit funny. Brone was smirking as my walls were tighten around his fingers, so he started moving his fingers faster until I came covering his hand and a small part of the couch in cum. I was breathless that was the first time I ever felt something like that and when I looked back at Brone he was licking my cum off of his fingers smiling. I blushed and looked away from him only to have him lift my head back to look at him, yet he leaned down placing a kiss on my lips. However this time he forced his tongue into my mouth allowing me to taste myself on his lips as his tongue was tracing over every deal of my mouth I pulled away from him and sat on the other side of the couch pulling the blanket up to cover me from his lustful gaze.

“Brone . . . We can’t do anything like that . . . Why would you want to do something like that to me, I thought we were friends?” I muttered while staring at the blanket with a newfound interest.

“Why Destiny you seemed to enjoy what I was doing to you as much as I enjoyed doing it to you.” He stated slowly making his way closer to me.

“Because you’re my best friend . . . I shouldn’t be doing this with my best friend.” I whined pulling my legs up closer to my body trying to keep my distance from him.

Even though I keep trying to make distance between us, Brone just kept moving closer to me until he had me trapped between him and the couch. I looked up at him slightly afraid of what he was going to do but he didn’t do anything but look down into my eyes, gently running his hand down my cheek.

“Destiny what if I wanted to be more then friends with you?” He questioned not moving his gaze from mine.

“Umm. . . I don’t know Brone. I mean you’ve been my friend for a good while now. Wouldn’t it be weird if that were to change?” I asked while playing with the edge of the blanket trying not to look him in the eyes.

He laughed grabbed my chin pulling it up to look at him again, “Destiny things could never be weird between us. So why don’t you give it a chance and I can show you a couple things.” He smirked leaning down kissing me fiercely before pulling away leaving me in a bit of a daze.

“Now Dest will you allow me to show you some of the things that I can do?” He questioned pulling the blanket away from me.

“Ummm . . . I don’t know Brone I’ve never done something like this before . . .” I muttered looking back at the floor blushing.

He sighed before pulling me against him hugging me, “Dest you never know unless you try. So can I continue pleasure you or would you like me to leave you alone?” He whispered playing around with the back of my bra.

Looking up at him I knew he wouldn’t do anything I really didn’t want him too, so I leaned up and claimed his lips in passionate kiss before forcing my tongue into his mouth. He seemed stunned for a moment but wrapped his arms around my waist pulling my closer to him deepen the kiss. Pulling back from the kiss I started kissing down his neck while pulling his shirt over his head throwing it across the room to join mine. Once I got his shirt off he flipped me onto the couch under him, he looked down at me lustfully before capturing me in another kiss full of passion and lust. I closed my eyes wrapping my arms around his neck returning his kiss letting my hands get tangled in his hair pulling him closer trying the deepen the kiss more.

After a couple minutes we pulled away from each other for air, but Brone kissed his way across my jaw and down my neck until he found my sweet spot causing me to jump a bit. Smirking against the skin he started nipping at the skin as his hands sled up behind my back unhooking my bra exposing my breast to him. After he left his mark on my neck he continued kissing along my collarbone than finally down to my breast until he got to my nipples. Sliding his hands down my waist, than back up to my breast groping and pinching the one nipple, while he took the other one into his mouth sucking on it. Once he got both nipples hard, he left my chest and pulled away enough to pull my underwear off along with my sweat pants.

Smirking he sat back a bit looking me over licking his lips in approval. Blushing I looked away and brought my arms up to cover myself from him, but he grabbed my arms pinning them above my head.

“Never hide yourself from me Dest. You’re too beautiful for that.” He stated before he let go of my hands and leaning down more onto the couch.

I sat up on my elbows watching him and when he looked at me I tilted my head to the side giving him a question look. Before I knew it he grabbed my left leg and put it on his right shoulder to give him better access to wet pussy. Brone smirked before leaning forward giving a slowly leisurely lick up my slit. My breathing slowly became more rapid as I called out Brone's name along with silent pleas for him speed up as I fisted his hair pulling him closer to my body. Spreading my legs giving him more access to my pussy, he began to work his tongue more vigorously than before. My body began to tumble; his tongue swirled around my clitoris and dipped into my pussy ever so often tasting me. Moaning his name louder than before I could feel my walls tighten again and Brone seemed to notice that I was close to cuming again. Dipping his tongue back into my pussy making me move my hips up to get closer to him, so he continued to dive his tongue in and out of me until I came.

Licking the access cum out of my pussy he sat back up with a smirk on his face as he licked the cum off the side of his mouth. Standing up he started to undress himself, until I could see his cock standing fully erect, I blushed and looked away from him only to look up at him as he crawled back over my body. Smirking he leaned down over me whispering,

“Now Dest I need you to remain relaxed so it doesn’t hurt.” pressing the head of his cock to my entrance pushing it in slightly then he slammed himself as far into me as he could trying to get the pain out of the way. My walls stretched as I screamed making Brone try to silence me with a kiss yet I only whimpered into his mouth, because of the pain that blossomed deep within me. My nails dug into Brone's hard back as he waited for me to adjust to his size.

“Brone . . . it hurts pull out please.” I began to cry again as I tried to pull away from Brone.

Though, it was pointless to struggle against him, when I noticed his hands were firmly holding my hips down to the couch. Once my body relaxed he pulled himself out of me all the way to the tip of his head before slamming himself completely into my pussy. Blood and semen mixed together on my thighs as Brone continued to pull himself out of me and slam himself fully back within my body. I cried out loudly, arching my body off of the couch, pressing my body to his, somehow thinking that it would help with the pain that was coursing through my body. However Brone didn't slow down his pace; he picked a fast, hard pace and stuck with it. His lips found my slightly swollen pair and he kissed me hard as he pumped in and out of me over and over. He broke the kiss so he could hear my cries of pleasure seen the pain was replaced by a dull throb. Brone nipped lightly on my neck, allowing himself to push even more deeply inside of me, but he wasn't completely submerged in pleasure just yet.

"Wrap your legs around my waist," I was hesitant at first, so Brone grabbed my legs and did it himself. As he continued to pump himself in and out of me, the waves of ecstasy that were running through my body caused me to moan louder. Running my hands through his hair I let him do what he pleased with my body enjoying the pleasure that he was giving me.

"Dest start moving your hips with mine, it'll feel great," he breathed into my ear and following his instructions I wrapped my arms around his neck and started grinding my hips against his. Once I caught his pace the pleasure that was building in my body was starting to reach its peak and I could feel Brone cock throbbing inside of me as my walls tightened against him. Slamming into my one finally time causing me to orgasm with him following up by his own before he collapsed on top of me with his panting sweaty body.

“That was amazing . . .” I panted while tracing some of the scratches that I placed on his body.

“Yeah. I know I was,” he teased causing me to hit him in the shoulder while laughing.

The two of us laid there in peace as we watched the end of the movie that we were hardly watching. Brone was calmly running his hand along my stomach as I was lying cuddled against his side. Looking up at him, I smiled causing him to smile back at me, leaning closer to him, stealing another kiss.

And I heard my front door swing open.

“Destiny! I’m home and I brought Becky and Mandy with me!” my younger sister Anna yelled as she entered the house with her little friends following her. “Destiny where are you?!” she continued to yell.

I looked up at Brone biting my bottom lip, afraid of my younger sister catching me like this, let alone her little friends seeing me naked with Brone. I went to jump off the couch but when I stood up the pain shot back up my spine causing me to fall to the ground.

“Shit . . . we’re fucked,” I muttered while grabbed my shirt pulling it over my head not caring if I don’t have a bra now. Brone stood up behind me handing me the rest of my clothes looking slightly annoyed that Anna ruined our little alone time but he said nothing as he got dressed.

“Destiny! This isn’t funny no more where are you?!” Anna screamed, stomping her feet back down the stairs after probably checking my bedroom.

“How about you check the basement Anna? She could be down there,” one of her friends stated.

“Why didn’t I think of that? She always hides down there if Brone’s over,” Anna said, yanking the basement door opening before screaming again, “Destiny are you down there?!”

I didn’t feel like answering her so Brone yelled back, “What do you want twerp? We’re trying to watch a movie.” He smirked at me because I was blushing yet again as I pulled my sweat pants back on over my underwear.

“Oh, Brone, you’re here! I didn’t know that. Alright we’ll stay up here,” Anna yelled before slamming the door shut again and went about her way with her friends.

I sighed and slumped back on the couch after flipping the cushions so we didn’t have to deal with them all wet and shit. “That was close. I would have killed you if my sister caught us.” I glared over at Brone as he jumped on to the couch with me.

“Oh you know you enjoyed every last bit of it, so don’t complain to me,” he replied pulling me back against his side holding me close to him.

“Yeah . . . yeah don’t let get to your head, big boy,” I retorted as I covered up a yawn from behind my hand.

Brone noticed it and started rubbing my back whispering, “Go to sleep Dest. I'll listen for your sister if she needs anything and I’ll wake you when your parents get home.”

I nodded against his chest as sleep started to take me away I murmured, “Will you still be here for me when I wake up?”

I heard Brone laugh before he kissed my forehead replying, “Yes Dest I’ll always be here for you because I’m not going anywhere.”

I smiled and let sleep take me away to my dreamland filled with many fantasies that I’m willing to share with Brone, if he’s willing to help me live them out.