Before The War: Jensen & Levi

[UtaUsagi]

Januas't 3rd, 3044. 4pm.

Winter still continued, creeping into Saloriel steadily. The air was chilly, but decidedly crisp. Just as winter promised, Saloriels backdrop has been transformed. Deep colored clouds hovered around them, giving the city a sort of despairing-doom feel. Snow decorated the streets, manufactured snow of-course, with a blueish tint. Nothing compared to the real thing Jensen noted. If he had to choose a season, his favourite was summer. Bikinis! Beaches! Ladies & gentlemen in heat! Oh, the skinship! The only beneficial thing about winter, was how girls sucked themselves to men sides, attracted to their heat and an overwhelming feeling of loneliness. Streaks of sun peeked onto the floating city of Saloriel, shining down on the street he was walking on. Sunglasses on and a charming smile, ladies and men stared at him in awe. Admiring his midnight wings that glistened and spread wide in pride.

Jensen is well aware of the effect he has on people and revels in it. He knows he is undeniably drop-dead gorgeous and oozes charisma to match. He is 6’1” with a muscular, athletic build and fine humour. Men watch him, slack jawed, amazed that one could be blessed with so much and women melted at the mere sight of him. His hair is dark brown but sometimes seen as jet black in certain lighting, like right now. His eyes are an emerald green with hints of orange around the pupil. Such raw looks were admired by the Angelic entities; no one held colors like these anymore or could even access them. The natural colors of the human body had been disregarded when they could create their own kid. However, Jensen had a natural birth. Heh, but nobody knew that. People just thought that his parents paid big bucks to get him like this, or even possibly adopted.

Jensen rounded the corner onto Tak Street toward his current residence, a small, simple, and neat apartment that he currently called home. Before going in, he looked up at the cerulean winter sky to feel the sun on his face. Clouds had started to part and open again. Saloriel looked like it was in summer 90% of the time, the other 10%...winter. Only because their were no trees to show the effects of nature, everything was made out of technology nowadays. He stretched and wrapped his fingers around the door job. Jensen was returning home after spending the night with a beautiful woman he had picked up at a local bar. All he could remember about her was her golden tinted wings.Her name was irrelevant to him, as well as her life story. He pushed open his door and removed his jacket in one smooth motion, throwing it up on the coat rack. He stopped in his tracks and blinked. Sitting on his couch.......

was his mother.

She looked up at him and smiled, red lips and short, wavy auburn hair with a body like cat-woman. She wore black leather pants, a turtle neck, and a bikers jacket. She held out a cream colored package in her hand, between two fingers. It appeared to be a letter. Jensen raised one eyebrow and made his way over, taking it easily from her hands. Grinning, he swatted the letter against an open hand.

”Lookin' good mum, as always. Where's my hug?” he opened his arms, cocking his head to the side ever-so-expertly. A chuckle left her rosy lips as she sat up, he could hear the sound of leather tightening itself against her skin.

”Right here big boy,” she returned his gesture of love, wrapping her small arms around his torso. He pulled her into the tightest hug, lifting her up off her feet and kissing her temple. She giggled, which in return caused him to laugh. He set her down and they stared at one another in silence for a couple of minutes. ”How have you been?” she asked, they hadn't seen each other in over 6 months. She ran her hand down the side of his face, sometimes...sometimes it was hard to be a spy.

”Good mum, I'm doing good.” he took her hand on the side of his face into his own hand and leaned his his head onto hers. He rubbed her hand against his cheek, closing his eyes, enjoying this short moment. With his mother. Just her presence. ”Miss you Mum,” he whispered painfully. He heard her take in a deep breathe.

”I know. I miss you too,” her hand slid from his grasp, and his own hand slouched down to his side. ”Don't look at me like that sweetie, I have to go. Be good, alright?” she perched up onto her tip toes and kissed his cheek, leaving a faint kiss mark. Grinning, he replied with-

”Aren't I always?” he saw her roll her eyes and smile, a clear sign that she found him adorable. She waved goodbye and turned her back to him, heading out the back door. Jensen pouted and made the duck face as he sighed exasperated, slumping onto the couch over-dramatically. He didn't want to admit it, but a part of him wanted to settle down. He had family, and hardly knew them. Would he ever have a family? ”Heh, who am I kidding. We're talking about me, the one-night stand King!” he put those gloomy thoughts in the back of his mind, convincing himself he was satisfied with this way of life. He tore open the letter, scanning his eyes over the contents.

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Hargians Bar. 9pm. Blonde Inside informant. Be there. Burn the contents of this letter after you finish reading it. Code: What's darker then night. A sky without light.

-Earth Crawlers

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With a flick of his wrist, he threw the letter into the small furnace across from his couch. 9 pm huh? Might as well kill some time. Jensen re-positioned himself on the couch in a laying position. Propping his feet up on the arms and putting his hands behind his head, he closed his eyes and got some shut eye.

[QueenJen]

Januas't 3rd, 3044. 6pm

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It was an interesting phenomenon, the sky. It was like a canvas, constantly being repainted. The clouds were brush strokes of along its cobalt blue surface. Earlier in the day, dark clouds had stalked the floating city of Saloriel; now, they drifted apart in thin wisps allowing the glow of the setting suns colors to project into the office. If there was one thing their superior species couldn't replicate, it was the phases of the sun. How could one capture the warm embrace of colors that resulted once the ball of flame sunk past their city and past the horizon, so low below? Could science recreate the golden nectar that dripped through the clouds in the early morning, before the sun itself became high enough to be seen? The steadily growing light blue of the rest of the sky?
The sun was something he found absolutely fabulous. He didn't think he'd ever meet someone as interesting and lovely as the sun.


"Levi, you haven't turned in paperwork for nearly a month.... boss wants your reports-"

The blond's swivel chair practically turned over backwards as he pushed away from the window with force, nearly slamming into the poor Angel who'd been sent to relay the message. The wheels squeaked as it spun, and slender hands reared up in an exasperated position as his face twisted in blatant disgust.
"Do I look like I have the time to write a report!?"

The courier stepped away, curling his small wings in protectively as Levi fell onto the backrest , flailing his legs in a childlike way while burying his eyes with a hand. Bit by bit, the momentum from his long legs had the chair gradually inching back, past the faces of others. All were incredulous or irritated, but none particularly surprised. Despite the fact that the Angel was six feet of self-assured, lean pale skin, he often acted like a child when it came to doing paperwork. Originally, several complaints had been filed, but as all had been shrugged off by the big man, the workers just learned to deal with it.

"You can't just not turn them in-"
"I don't want to. Make someone less important do it."
"But its your work-"

Levi stood up with force, sending the chair flying back into the window. He flipped the silk scarf around his neck over his shoulder and unfurled his wings to their full length- invading several peoples personal space while doing so. He stretched his back and fluttered them, feeling crampy. Yet another reason the 24 year old hated working in an office. It was common curtesy to keep your wings at a reasonable length while in close quarters like this....
Which is why, of course, this exchange wasn't taking place in Levi's cubicle, but rather on the floors lounge, where files and his own personal belongings scattered about. He'd dragged a couch in front of the window too, but lately had taken a liking to sailing about on a rolling chair, asserting his superiority in the lounge area.
It may have been unfair to the others, who had to bypass him if they wanted a drink or snack (And the baby blue winged man never lets them have the good food anyway.) The two woman who'd been near him socializing had just had silken feathers thrust into the middle of their conversation. So perhaps it was a littttle bit unfair. But, then again, Levi was better then every single one of them in every way. So they could go to the next floor to refresh themselves.
He grabbed his large silky black coat, made from the fur of some exotic animal project of the science department, and fit it through his wings and arms in an easy motion.

"Farewell peasants, I'm going home."
"Please get your papers done at home!" The poor messenger pleaded, while another exclaimed,
"Your shift isn't over until seven!"

Levi rolled his eyes, running a head over his hair, which was slicked back today. His bangs were hot, but it was easier to cement them back with hair products somedays. He turned the motion into a wave over his shoulder as he strode off without any qualms, pausing only to grab a small pile of letters from his mail slot.
These people didn't understand; this work, this office thing, it wasn't his job. Who even knew what these silly Angels did. Well, according to hanging sign over the floor supervisors cubicle, (Who never scolded Levi, ever, since he knew his real job) their primary mission was too "Collect, Analyze, Evaluate and Disseminate."
Somehow, he doubted they were efficient. They were more like an army of secretaries.
All Levi knew for sure was he did important stuff, and reported directly to Zeph,the big man in charge of the Intelligence Agency. And as long as he did good, he'd be guaranteed this job, pay, and the joy of running around doing whatever he liked.
He threw all of his mail in the bin as he exited onto the cool streets, save one. His feet crunched in the thin snow as he took a shortcut towards his house down uncleared walkway.
The letter was from a certain Katelyn Overston; quite the looker, and was in a position similar to his, without the high government job. He tore open the letter and read it over.

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"Levi babe,
We need to meet, I miss you! I also have a friend you might be very keen to meet if my presence alone wont tempt you. Say, that little coffee shop by Harigans? 9 o'clock? Sharp. Don't be late! We'll find you. Be careful on your way; A sky without light is darker than night!
LOVE, Katy~<3"

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He snorted, balling up the letter and tossing it onto the street. Could she be anymore obvious? Well, nobody would be competent enough to pick out the necessary information unless they were looking for it like he was. Most would assume it was an awkward love letter if they dare check his mail. But he knew what to look for. They'd done this before.
Katelyn was part of the Earth Crawlers Resistance, and served as an informant to Levi. He was well aware she could set him up at any time, but being a Lower City Angel, with credits as a street criminal at that, he was sure he could wriggle out of any situation.
The letter was easy to decode. Katelyn wouldnt be there at all- a contact would meet him in Harigans Bar at 9 o'clock, who would approach him with something about the night sky. The correct response would be "A sky without light."
He mulled over what information he would provide this contact.

The thing about Levi, was he wasn't trying to be particularly helpful to these Earth Crawlers. But then again, he wasn't trying to be helpful to his other job, which was spying for the I.A. So he was a double agent; Quite a fabulous line of work, in his opinion.
After all, he could easily get into the reports of any of that secretary army, and sometimes he found there were I.A spys among them, hiding discreetly like Levi himself. He picked up on things when talking to Zeph, whose tongue seemed to be looser in his age. And just eavesdropping in general in the science or tech departments would get him enough knowledge to easily satisfy a crawler.
On the other side, once associated with their ranks, these resistance members seemed all to willing to communicate amongst themselves. It was easy to hear things, to decode letters, find drop points for files- one way or another, Levi got what he needed.

But half of it stayed in his pretty little head. He wasn't about to go dropping life changing information to either side; this was just a way to pass the time. It was fun how easily he'd been able to slip among both sides. Despite his huge, white-blue wings- which at the moment were spread to take up half the walk- Levi was a shadow.

So, this particular shadow, with bleach blond hair and a designer wear outfit, decided to make his way to the bar a bit early. He'd listen in a bit, have a few beers, maybe find someone to spend the night with for when his meeting was over... After all, all was fair in love and spying~ <3

[UtaUsagi]

Januas't 3rd, 3044. 9:15 pm



Jensen checked his watch. 9:15. Just on time. Jensen always made it a point to be 15 minutes late to everything he did. It allowed him to catch who he was meeting up with a tad bit off guard, and see how they acted when approached unexpectedly. He pressed his shoulder against the bar door and opened it, a seductive grin that would make any girl melt. Displayed in the reflection of his shades, were various people with blonde manes. He groaned and shook his head; couldn’t people be more original with their kid’s hair color? He made his way over to the bar counter, trying his best to remember any specific details about the letter that would give him a better hint to who he was suppose to meet. Instead of spouting out the code to everyone which was bound to give him away or make him appear ridiculous to bystanders as a horrible pick-up line. He remembered seeing some small number and letter written on the back of the letter before tossing it into the fire. 11W. what did that mean? 11 feet west?

Grabbing a chair, he twisted the chair stool around and hopped into it. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed a feminine blonde to his left. Sitting flirtatiously, with sandy blonde hair and one of the biggest wing span he’d ever seen. Checking him out, he could immediately tell he was either gay, or bisexual. With cheeks and a chin made out of sharp angles, it almost seemed he didn't have enough flesh on his bones. His nose was straight, lips a plump, pale pink often turning up at the corners; and his eyes are almost as fine as his, resembling sparkling sapphire green jewels. His hair was a bit of a mess though, and his cheeks were a bright red. He put his hand in front of his mouth, stealing glances of the kid from the corner of his eyes and analyzing his surroundings at the same time. He estimated the man was drunk.

The bar was small, with a couple of metal tables and leather cushioned seats. The floor was white tiles, blue energy running through the cracks to power the building and its electricity. Dimmed lights were hung up on the side of the walls, an odd circular looking camera in the corner. There were 3 doors. The front entrance, side exit, and a back door behind the bartender’s doors. That was common sense to know. If he needed to make a quick escape, he knew the routes to take no matter which door he chose. The bar was full of only a hand full of angels, one he was highly suspicious of. He kept seeing the man staring at him and turning away before becoming flustered and fretting about. Either he found him extremely attractive, or he sucked at his job of keeping an eye on him. He couldn’t decide whether he was from the Earth Crawlers, or I.A. Why did it matter? He turned back around in his chair, resting his head on his wrist and staring up at the various drinks as if he couldn’t decide. It didn’t matter, he’d be taking his informant to a special room to retrieve his information and get to know him better.

But before that…..he had to figure out what the hell 11W meant!

[QueenJen]

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"Do you have the time?"
"Er... 9:10, give or take."
The woman on the blond's lap gave him a strange look. They'd been in the middle of a makeout session, and he was asking about the time?
Levi shoved the woman off of his legs at the answer. Literally, shoved. She hardly avoided landing on her bottom, much to his amusement. She was boring, and he was angry. Well, she seemed to be two now. Up she popped like a cork bobbing in water, and smacked him firmly across the cheek with her palm before stomping out.
"Touchy touchy,"

He rubbed his cheek, almost feeling the red as it burned. How dare she raise a hand to him. and it hurt too! Angel woman could pack a punch. He wasn't so sure of his own physical capabilities, but his fists would be flying soon if this meeting didn't progress.
After all, his contact seemed to be late.
Five minutes, alright, fine, thats not bad at all in this busy world. Ten minutes? Oh running late, that's fine, way to make a grand entrance. But fifteen?! No. Just no. That was past fashionably late, it was past considerate, and Levi was seething. Who was this person to make him wait?! He was a star, a goddess! If he was stood up, he would throw a protest. Let those Crawlers see what happens when they make a fool out of him!
The bartender removed the empty mug in front of Levi. Maybe he was beginning to get a buzz too....
He puffed his cheeks in annoyance, blowing air. Fine then. He'd turn this into his night. It was all about him after all, he was the one who was supposed to be providing information, so if the bastard showed up see if Levi would speak a word!
Shuffling into a more attractive position, he scanned the room with a practiced eye. His coat had long since been abandoned, and he'd unbuttoned his work shirt just enough, to show some skin from under his chic scarf, wings thrown out to a decent length behind him. These blue-white wings were the largest in the room. Obviously, no one had wings half as lovely. Crossing his leather pants, Levi popped his chin in hand like he was posing for a photo shoot, and scoped the candidates. There wasn't so many options available, but a few might be promising for the night. he was about to stand and go to one of of the cleaner looking ones when the door opened.
The door opened.
The door opened.
Why was no one opening the door for the newest costumer, when a real, divine, heavenly angel himself decided to pay them a visit!? Oh no, scratch that, he couldn't be heavenly; a son of heaven would never be able to cock his lips up like that, in a positively suggestive way, lips curling towords his defined jawline, leading up to mysterious shades-
Levi was frozen before realizing he was stuck with his thumb on his bottom lip as his mouth hung open.
His stool creaked as he threw himself to face towards the bar, wings snapping up like shields.
Who was that!? Was that him?! Random passerby!? Random model- random god- random-

He lowered his wing slightly to steal a glance, then 'eeped' and shot it up again when he made eye contact. He was at a loss. What happened to his smooth talking skills huh? If his contact was this guy, maybe he'd do a bit more then talking.
Levi mentally began screaming at himself.Be casual! Be smooth! Befabulous!
He lowered his wings slowly, clearing his throat and fussing with his messy hair- damn woman messing up his perfection. A shampoo and deep condition was in store when he got home.
When he got home..... or if he was lucky, he'd spend the night with someone else.
Levi signaled the bartender over at the guy and held up two fingers, before deciding to casually make himself known.
He settled down gracefully next to the guy as the drinks arrived flashing a smile and hoping his outward composer was back to normal.
Gesturing to the drink next to his hand, Levi tapped his cheek with one finger.
"You looked like you were having trouble deciding what you 'want'," He trailed the finger across his bottom lip, smirking before letting it drop to his own drink, playing around the glass. He was fidgety. He was nervous. Such gorgeous people shouldn't be allowed to just pop up like this- they needed warning signs.
The blond took a calming breath- and almost fell over. He even smelled good! Who smelled that good! What cologne was it! It was worthy for Levi himself to wear... or have it rubbed off on him either way.
He swallowed and made sure his grin hadn't faltered,moving his shoulder to flip his scarf in a moment that almost deserved sparkles- worthy of one of those silly shojo romance books. Though, Levi figured one on such a level of fantastisity wouldn't be effected.

"I'm Levi, pleasure to meet me, I know. And you... You my darling are absolutely fabulous,"
Straight teeth were suddenly exposed in a cheeky grin, then hidden as Levi took a sip from the glass. Calm calm calm calm calm calm calm.
Stay calm.
But seriously.
Damn.

[UtaUsagi]

”Eepe!” Indigo tainted wings shot up, towering high above Jensen like a wall at the mere hint of eye-contact. It was long enough for him to see the questions lingering in the young beauties eyes, as they swept over him, like a gentle caress, an unexpressed wish....or....Desire...failing to be expressed. Whatever it was, that look in his blue-green down cast eyes seemed a little too intimate for his piece of mind. He shook his head and started to rub the back of his neck casually. He hated it when this happened. But loved it at the same time. Hated it because nothing got anywhere when the other party had all the fun by themselves, and loved it because, well, it boosted his ego.

Such a shame, the boy appeared to be shy hiding behind his massive wings. He let out a small sigh, a tad bit disappointed. He was his type. Small, cute, sheepish, he was like a lost lamb waiting to be drowned and soaked into eternal bliss. Affection. Warmth. Pleasure. Imagine his surprise when the guard went down as soon as it had shot up, and the blonde now held a look of composure, a calmness. He saw him order two drinks and give Jensen his complete and undivided attention. He'd been in this bar less then 2 minutes and already someone was flocking to him like a dog in heat. Not that he didn't mind, the pale beauty scored 100 in his score-book regarding to looks. Pretending that he didn't notice, he stared off at the ceiling and rubbed his temples.

"You looked like you were having trouble deciding what you 'want'," his voice reminded him of a females, a bit up-beat with some warmth. Jensen shifted his body to face the small male slightly, resting his elbow on the table. He took up his drink and raised it gradually, tilting his head in appreciation with a smug look on his face.

”You saved me,” he chuckled softly and took a small drink. He wasn't too fond of accepting drinks from strangers. The moment you least expect it, is the time you get poisoned and die. His mind veered off the spy thoughts as Jensen's eyes watched the most attractive thing he found in an angel, natural flirtatious instincts. His eyes followed the seductive boys fingers as they trailed across his bottom lip, smirking before letting it drop to his own drink, and playing around with the glass. Very well done! The male flipped his scarf over-dramatically. Jensen scoffed. Using the hand resting against the counter to place in front of his mouth and hide his smile. Had he seriously just done that!? Where did the confidence suddenly stem from?

"I'm Levi, pleasure to meet me, I know. And you... You my darling are absolutely fabulous," Straight teeth were suddenly exposed in a cheeky grin, then hidden as Levi took a sip from the glass. Levi...so that was his name. He smirked. Well, this guy sure knew where to hit him to put him in a good mood. Nothing made Jensen more happy then praise. He removed his shades, the corner of his mouth rising into a seductive smile.

”I'd have to say the same myself, names Yulrick.” he took these few minutes to take in his appearance in with full eyes. His eyes ran over him as if he was appraising a sinful dessert he was about to devour. He could sum the kid up in two adjectives. Short with big wings. Big....Wings.....W....Wait a second! Jensen gestured to his wings with the drink in his hand, ”Say, how big do you say your wings are? I couldn't help but notice the beauty.”

[QueenJen]

His composer was perfectly really, Levi was sure, but he felt a little nagging sensation when the stranger hid a smile. Was he laughing at him? Had the blond failed at a good first impression? Was the sex-on-legs man straight?? Despite his inner turmoil, Levi kept his face clear- or he tried to, though he was sure his cheeks flamed up when he pulled off his sunglasses in a practiced motion.
Levi had thought it a bit strange to be wearing sunglasses at night like this, but he'd considered it a fashion statement and discarded it from his mind. Now though, now it was quite obvious the glasses had only been in place to prevent accidents on the streets.
His eyes were a raw emerald green- gems, new leaves on a flower, sparkling stars- and they were currently scanning over Levi like a big bad wolf who'd just found prey. Levi shivered slightly.
”I'd have to say the same myself, names Yulrick.”

The blond stiffled a chuckle easily, still caught on his eyes, but he'd been expecting something more masculine. His parents seemed rich enough to choose his adult looks when he was born, judging by the obsidian of his wings, so why hadn't they picked something sexy? Levi's own mother had chosen the slightly girly name on the same basis of the rest of his appearance; he swore she wanted a girl sometimes.
Still, despite a disappointing title, Levi still beamed at the compliment to his wings. He folded one over his shoulder and arched his slender neck to nuzzle his cheek into the silken feathers.
He really loved his wings, and he was always delighted when others did too. They really really something of pride to him, and he took good care of his feathers.
Sighing in delight, Levi grinned at Yulrick, still resting his head on the feathers in a way that was actually rather comfortable since they were so large.

"Oh, I know they're just gorgeous, right? My mother had them specially done- eleven feet across I'd say," He paused, actually reigning himself in before he began boasting. "Your color though; there's real beauty,"
Levi blinked, eyes trailing away from his eyes and across his muscular shoulders, drinking in the dripping inky black of his wings. His tongue trailed across his lips absently- he liked guys with strong arms. He himself was never made for strength, and embraces like that were always something he liked. With petite woman, he liked to wrap his wings around them when they cuddled, and sometimes with men too though they were more reluctant to treated so... fragile, usually.
Levi brought his eyes and thoughts, back to the emeralds staring at him.

"So, what business brings an alluring upperclass citizen like yourself to a ragtag place like this? Meeting someone?" He asked casually, still giving him a smirk. He crossed his finger, mentally chanting a hope for him to be the contact. That way, he'd still be in good favor on both sides, he'd have an excuse to see him again-
But hey, if he wasn't, this night could still be fun. Shame to waste a face like that on a one night stand though.

[UtaUsagi]

Levi snuggled comfortably into his heavenly wings, eternal beauty exonerate the ephemeral exquisitely. His hair shared the hue of wheat rye, and his charisma strived to pull him into his gravity and pull. However, Jensen didn’t work that way. He preferred to have it the other way around, where he was in control and the other party had to follow his waves. And that he had. At the removal of his shades he knew at first glance that the boy was in his hands. His cheeks had become a rosy hue and his eyes cried out infatuation.
 
"Oh, I know they're just gorgeous, right? My mother had them specially done- eleven feet across I'd say,"  he replied pridefully, bingo! So his informant was a stuck-up, good-looking man with a hungry lust for him. Nice, this would play out very nice! All he had to figure out next was to slyly bring the code out in a casual manner that wouldn't seem suspicious or out-of-place to outsiders.
 
”Your color though; there's real beauty," Levi blinked, his eyes trailing away from Jensens and across his muscular shoulders, drinking in the dripping inky black of his wings. Knowing he was watching, he shuffled his wings lightly. Like the boy, he as well treasured his wings. He didn't go to a special wing grooming worker or robot, and took care of them himself and all his wings needed to be the way they are now. Unique.

He couldn't help but notice the clear sign of interest as Levi ran his tongue over his voluptuous lips. They looked like they could endure the most endearing ecstasy of a kiss. It was hard for him to focus on the task at hand when he was obviously being taunted. Smiling, he decided he'd go with the glow and use this flirtatious act as a tactic to get what he wanted. Possibly kill two birds with one stone. The gorgeous blonde brought his attention back to Jensens emerald green eyes.

 “So, what business brings an alluring upper-class citizen like yourself to a ragtag place like this? Meeting someone?" He asked casually, still giving him a smirk. Smooth, he noted.

”You,“ he said seriously before letting out a warm laugh. ”Kidding,” he tapped his fingers on the bar counter and took another drink, a small amount of course. He stole a glance of Levis bare chest, giving just enough to make him curious and want to see more. ”But I would love to get to know you more. How about we get out of here?” The bartender rolled his eyes and groaned in disgust. This line was used often here. Jensen leaned into him, brushed his lips against his ear and whispered so only Levi would hear.

"What’s darker then night?" He felt Levi shiver under his lips. He stepped up, putting his arm out for Levi to take, and gave him his most "guilty as charged" smile.

[QueenJen]

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"You,"

Levi's smirk lifted a little higher. Damn straight he'd be meeting him- a very intimate meeting if the blond had his way.
"Kidding." He let out a laugh that positively made his heart flutter. "Make him laugh" was now added to the "Things Levi Planned to do to Yulrick During their Meetings' list. Meeting, he corrected himself, crossing out the 's' on the title of that list. Just one meeting.
He pouted to the taller man playfully at his remark.
"Awe, only kidding? Shouldn't get a mans hopes up like that,"
The attractive brunet took another conservative sip of his drink; Levi noted he probably should have followed his lead. He was less then completely sober.
"But I would love to get to know you more. How about we get out of here?”

Levi heard the bartenders annoyance but didn't acknowledge it too busy blushing again as his lips parted in surprise and slight fluster. How about we get out of here.
What did that always turn into?
His smirk quickly came back in excitement. He doubted they'd be discussing the weather. This was the type of game he liked, something worthy for him to take part in, a partner actually meeting and exceeding standards-

"What’s darker then night?"
A shiver ran up Levi's spine as Yulricks perfect lips brushed his ear.
Oh.
Oh.
OH.

He blinked, baffled for a second, then was standing with a grin. Oh this would work swimmingly. Crossing his fingers had definitely brought him luck.
"Don't be to jealous Henry, I might pop in another time for you," Levi said happily to the bartender, who despite not being the most attractive person(So he had no chance.) still stuttered slightly in his protest.
My name isn't-"
"Well It's probably much more fabulous than your other name anyway, because I gave it to you. Ta-ta!"

Then he was wound around Yulricks muscular arm, fur coat over his elbow. Not wanting to let the taller man get away with his last little flirty action, Levi decided this called for a bit of retaliation.
He stepped close, not moving his hands from their eager but gentle grip on his muscular forearm- rather, folding the mans arm inward as a barrier between their bodies. He stood on his toes to get somewhat level with him,moving close enough to feel his breath, almost leaning against his forehead as Levi stared him in the eye with a lusty look.

"Darker? Well, right now, anywhere without you I'd consider a very dull place- but the common answer might be a sky without light."

His voice was a whisper, but who cared if anyone heard. The codes changed all the time, and if anyone thought Levi was a raving lunatic- well, at least he a freaking attractive lunatic.
He shifted so their lips nearly touched, taking in the slight caught-off guard look Yulrick was sporting with bride. Levi could be bold- in fact, he was usually bold, when not struck paralyzed by some random gorgeous contact. He had to be the star of the show, even if he wasn't into fighting for dominance. The man could pull whatever he liked, but he would not outshine the radiant glow of Levi. It'd be crazy for the blond to give in that quickly.
Speaking of crazy, maybe he was a lunatic after all, because this close contact thing didn't seem to be too good of an idea while standing up. His throat felt dry, he was hot, and dizzy and being this close without somewhere soft and cushy- cough like a mattress cough- to fall back on wasn't to smart. He felt his breath, barely barely brushed again Yulricks perfect lips with their stupid perfect cupids bow and practically swooned-

So, he pulled away now before he lost his cool, flicking his head to move the pesky bangs that were now falling over his forehead.
Wait.
Bangs.
Forehead!?
His. Hair. Was. Ruined. How was he supposed to pick up this fine piece of..-. angel. This fine angel.-if his hair wasn't fabulous!?
He fit back onto the mans arm like nothing had happened, though a comical look flashed across his face as he felt his hair with his freehand.
Oh god, they were sticking up. How humiliating. This was not okay. Levi resisted the urge to pull out his pocket mirror, lowering his hand.
It didn't matter- Yulrick had to meet with him anyway. The higher ups usually got angry when they bothered to set up a meeting and nothing came out of it. But still.

Levi calmed down. He'd been fine moments ago, that stupid sexy piece of man meat was just making him self conscious. There close proximity was getting to him. That, and he truly didn't enjoy when his hair got ruined. After sex hair was different, it still looked fabulous, on him, because he was a king, but this-

He shot down his irrelevant mental conflict and rested his head on Yulricks shoulder. He'd mastered the art of moving while intwined with another long ago, and was definitely ready to go now.
"Where to sunshine? Somewhere with a nice bed I hope,"
He asked playfully, blinking up at him through his sandy lashes.

[UtaUsagi]

Jensen watched the bickering back and forth between Levi and the bartender, although it was more of a one-sided conversation than anything. Nevertheless, it amused him. The things that came out of the kids mouth, shocked him. In a good way. He couldn't hold back his bright smile or light chuckle any longer. Restraining his emotions would make him look suspicious, if he had boldly asked this blonde out he better act it.

”"Well It's probably much more fabulous than your other name anyway, because I gave it to you. Ta-ta!" Levi easily wrapped himself around Jensens arm, brushing the bartender off.

”I have to say, I'm a bit jealous.” He laughed smoothly in response. As if to get revenge for before, Levi stepped close, not moving his hands from their eager but gentle grip on his muscular forearm- rather, folding the mans arm inward as a barrier between their bodies. He stood on his toes to get somewhat level with him, moving close enough to feel his breath, close enough for Jensen to see his red-stained cheeks, close enough to smell him....He licked his lips hungrily. Almost leaning against Jensens forehead, Levi stared him in the eyes with a lusty look. Focus.

Focus.

Focus.

"Darker? Well, right now, anywhere without you I'd consider a very dull place- but the common answer might be a sky without light." His voice wasn't a whisper, and internally Jensen groaned. He was hot. He was funny. He was careless. He wasn't all to sure if the first two could cover the last. He noted that he would have to be careful from now on and not disclose any information relevant to the mission and or his personal life.

"Sweet," Jensen smiled with a closed mouth, an expression as if to say how-cute. His annoyance clearly masked and not visible. Suddenly, Levi shifted so their lips nearly touched, and noticed himself the shockful look he was sporting. shit. His innocent facade earlier was BS! Feeling competitive, he was about to pull the player into a sudden and passionate kiss when he sunk down below, flicking his head to move the pesky bangs that were now falling over his forehead. Bangs looked good on him. He fit back onto the mans arm like nothing had happened, though a comical look flashed across his face as he felt his hair with his freehand. His hair was sticking up rather messily and uncontrolled. He grinned, watching him fidget with his hair and almost forcefully lower his hand down to his side. Heh, even though he was putting up a bold act, he still cared what he thought about him and wanted to present himself well in his presence. He ruffled the boys hair with his free hand, making it more messy before styling his hair slightly and putting his bangs off to the side.

”You look great,” he let the back of his hand trail down his face and push a strand of his hair behind his ear. Although it was faint, he could tell the small hot mess in front of his eyes was nervous. Who wouldn't be? It was Jensen we were talking about. Levi rested his head on Jensens shoulder lightly.

”Where to sunshine? Somewhere with a nice bed I hope," He asked playfully, blinking up at him through his sandy lashes.

”Something like that. I am thinking, of a certain type of fun." grining, he took his arm and lead him out the side door and onto an alley. He took the back roads, taking a left and then went right onto an open street where angels bustled about. Some walked while most hovered above them in the sky. He spotted hotel J up ahead and smiled to himself. "Hotel J is only a few blocks ahead, I was thinking...I would like to take you there and show you just how much fun I can be. Would you like that?" He had taken a lock of his hair between his fingers and was gently twirling it.

[QueenJen]

---

He was touching. The. Hair.
Why the-
What-
It-
Why did he have to do this when his usually baby-soft locks were frazzled and hard from hair products!? Why!!? He probably thought it was gross- it was probably frizzy now!!

Levi watched in horrified shock as Yulrick narrowed his eyes slightly, focusing on styling the blond tresses, and sweeping his loose bangs off to the side. It probably wasn't perfect now, even his natural bangs took time to style and this was after the gel and spray had been tousled loose by-

"”You look great,”
He tried to keep his face level though he felt the heat in his cheeks- or maybe that was just from where Yulricks hand had tenderly trailed down his cheek, because he was sure there was definitely a fire in his skin and someone needed to spray him with water and cool him down-

"Of course I look great, I always look great," He muttered, trying to play off the obvious nervous reaction. He felt warm and fluttery from the compliment; He was glad when the brunet led them outside, leaving the rather too attentive audience at Harigans behind and allowing the brisk air to be an excuse for his flushed face.

It was still lovely out, despite not being near the high class area- all of Saloriel was really a gorgeous city. The architecture, invententions, scenery and simple presence of the almost ethereal beings made the place a dream. Of course, there were side islands that weren't so great, and parts of the city had corrupted people converging into bad streets and alleys.
But, despite that, it was a fabulous place to live.

The back roads they took were deserted- but Levi stuck to Yulricks side incase of random emergency. He liked this whole having a block of muscle next to him thing~<3

They stopped walking and the blond glanced up, seeing him smile. What a perfect smile- gutwrenchingly perfect.Angels shouldn't be allowed to smile like that. It ruined the whole pure and innocent joke.
Then he was leaning down slightly and had a lock of Levis hair and was twirling it around a long finger and he in took a low sharp breath because the brunet was close again and it was already discovered Levi didn't like this new feeling.

"Hotel J is only a few blocks ahead, I was thinking...I would like to take you there and show you just how much fun I can be. Would you like that?"

Well. He obviously didn't want to have fun too bad since Yulrick seemed set on giving him a heart attack right there. That or he was seriously tempting his restraint.
He bit his lip and tried to calm down before answering, avoiding the taller mans playful smirk and intense eyes. Fabulous people did not attack and ravish other fabulous people on the streets.

Levi lifted a hand and gently grabbed the wrist of the hand twirling his locks, making eye contact for a moment and trying to portray his impatience and obvious willingness to go.
"Who in their right mind wouldn't like that?"

From there he trailed up the mans arm, ghosted across his shoulder, and grabbed him by the collar, pulling Yulrik just a bit closer and pecking him teasingly on the corner of his mouth. Nothing with sustenance, not a true kiss, not a true anything-
But lord, if he tried anything else in response, to this little competition they seemed to have going on, Levi was seriously not going to wait to get to the hotel. Screw the Resistance, what did information even matter.
He skipped away before the muscled man could retaliate with anything over the top, staying just out of reach with a mischievous grin.

"Now though, if you reallly want to make it to a hotel room, Yulrick, my good sir, I would suggest we walk fast and limit the teasing." As he approached him, Levi continued backing away one step ahead. His heart was pounding. This was glorious, man, he'd really outdone himself this time! Fabulous example of hard to get- or rather, easy to get, since Levi was the one prompting. Yulrick seemed to just want him hot and bothered with his silly distractions and sexy low-voice Let's have fun talk.

"I'm quite eager to see exactly how much fun we can have, and it's not nice to keep someone so flawless waiting,"

There were other things exchanged maybe,but after that Levi continued moving away from the man and it turned into an all out chase and Yulrick got his hands on Levi once or twice, the blond's skin positively burning where he touched, but he was lithe and was able to avoid him;
Until Levi realized the brunet wasn't trying to catch him, and he knew the difference because suddenly, with ease, he was trapped.
He thought for a moment amused, that he was lucky Levi folded his huge wings tightly against his back when trying to move quickly; they caught to much air, even extended a bit.
But then, he blushed, because the furled wings only allowed Yulrik to get that much tighter of a grip around his torso.
Levi squirmed slightly, not liking have been caught. His original ploy, to speed up their journey and avoid any more stimulating teasing had turned into a game- and Levi liked to be the best at games.

Yulrik turned him easily in his arms and Levi found himself crushed into his hard chest, head resting on his shoulder-

And only getting the height to do so because the black-winged angel's hand was supporting his ass and giving him extra height.

The blonde could barely let out a small squeak in response as his face grew red again.

Alright, it was official. Screw work.

[UtaUsagi]

Jensen had stopped Levi and pulled him into his chest half way through the walk, supporting him up to his weight by gripping his sexy ass. A playful smirk on his face, he spread his wings out to be picked up by the wind and gently pushed him against a metal wall they were talking by. He faced him and moved in close. He heard his sharp intake of breath and smiled. This boy had him in inner fits and grins, he couldn't control himself. This game was all too fun! Passerbys made no attempt to hide their stares of longing, half wishing they were in Levis position, the other in Jensens.

”Levi,” he whispered hotly against his neck and kissed his protruding collar bone. ”Keep playing games with me, and a lustful urge that will never be satisfied awaits you. Got it?” He let the boy go, sliding his hands off his firm ass. A part of him was happy for the silly and childish game Levi was trying to play, it gave him a chance to be a bit aggressive. He wrapped his arm around the males waist again and as he turned to start walking, he quickly checked his watch. 9:35. Earlier than schedule! As usual, men and women stared at him with gaping mouths and lustful eyes. His shades were hooked onto the collar of his shirt and as soon as he noticed the attention he placed the shades back onto his face. It was then that he noticed the gazes weren't just for him...but for Levi as well. He'd never thought people would struggle between the choice of looking at him and someone else. Obviously, he was far better looking than anyone in Saloriel. Even Levi. Jensen and Levi arrived at the hotel rather quickly, pushing his back against the door and guiding Levi in like he was the star of the show.

Luckily, they were the only ones in the lobby so Jensen was able to get a room quickly. He asked for the first floor to avoid a long elevator ride. Holding the door open for Levi, he followed him into the room. Sauntering over to the phone, he ordered a bottle of scotch and some ice to be sent to the room. This gave him time to check the place for bugs and see just how well the two would work together. Setting his shades softly beside the phone, he made his way over to the blonde, wrapping his arms around his waist, trailing down, and gripping his ass that fitted perfectly in his hands before pulling him against him once again. From their pelvis to their torso their good-looking bodies touched. His hands ran up his back and one hand took a different course going over the side of his ribs, memorizing the curves of his body. He cupped this hand under Levis chin and lifted his face up for him to see more clearly.

"You're beautiful," kissing his lips gently, he felt an urge and static to show Levi the true definition of love-making. But that would have to wait. He took Levis face in both hands and kissed him again, this time more urgently...and pulled away, looking into his eyes.

"Make some noise for me," he mouthed, putting an index finger in front of his mouth. Gently releasing his grip from around the boys waist, he quietly began to search the room for any bug devices.

[QueenJen]

---

Before Levi could even get past the delightful and sudden fact that he was being groped, Yulrick was pushing him against a cool metal wall, lifting him by his bottom to a decent height and the blond was just a fraction away from gaping-
When there was a new sensation to worry about; the hot breath against the cool skin of his pale neck.

”Levi,”
Oh forget about the strong hands cupped around his ass; that voice set a pit in his stomach and he practically trembled. The lips found their way to his sharp collar bone, exposed where his scarf had fallen loose in the short chase. Hardly feeling like he was in control of himself, Levi shifted his neck, opening the area, clearly opening up an invitation for more, because he couldn't just do that and say his name name like that and end it with hardly more then a peck on his flushed skin!

”Keep playing games with me, and a lustful urge that will never be satisfied awaits you. Got it?”

What-
Lust-
Not satisfied-
He dared have the audacity to even hit at abandoning him now!? Levi felt dizzy and a little more then aggravated. Oh, so it was his plan to leave him high and dry out in public like this if he didn't play nice. Very, very sly that damn foxy-

The brunet's hands were sliding again, across Levi's toned as and he was legitimately cursing whoever the hell had invented pants because it was not okay that Yulricks rough hands were stuck on the outside of his leather jeans. Or, actually, not stuck at all since they were gone.

The blond stumbled back against the wall slightly, knees weak, moving obediently when a strong arm encircled his waist.
Okay, maybe he would play nice. Just this once. This man, after all, well- maybe he was on another level then Levi. Maybe he had something equivalent to fabulous-ness that he was the king of.
Levi, the flawless King of Fabulousness.
Yulrick, the... staggering King of Sex Appeal. Yes. That was it.

He was being led towards the hotel again, Yulrick wearing his sunglasses like some kind of celebrity- psh. Why not flaunt himself? Levi would never understand some peoples conservative ways. Now that he knew people were watching them, he straightened up and tried put his meek stupefied moment behind him.
They were stars- best to strut. if his knees would stop feeling so jelly like.

Levi stayed to the side as Yulrick commandeered a room, playing with his bangs again as he tried to calm down. Why was he so... so... so affected by this man!- wait, what was wrong with this whole picture!?
This whole night- this wasn't how these one night stands usually worked.
To Levi, most nights were strictly textbook; meet, drink, makeout, stumble blindly into nearby available room, sexy fun time, wake up before they did and leave.
This whole act like a kid on his first date and practically fall over from nervousness and repressed sexual urges, while actually caringif he looked like a food- that was not in the equation! The whole, be flustered and nervous and act stupid because he was gorgeous and clever wasn't supposed to be in the picture! At all!

He led the way into the room Yulrick had unlocked, calming down. You're fabulous, he said to himself. and maybe he's fabulous too, don't act so flustered.
One thing was for sure.
The blond needed to calm his shit and stop acting like an idiot.

Tripping over oneself like a fool. It was absolutely not fabulous when it was Levi doing it.

Of course, Yulrick then had to go ahead and grab his ass again, before freaking caressing his body. Their bodies fit together perfectly and Levi couldn't resist grinding slightly as he just about whimpered.
Don't act like an idiot, don't act like an idiot, don't act like-

"You're beautiful,"
Then they were kissing. And the first time was gentle and sweet but the second time the baby-blue winged man was growing impatient and responded just as urgently if not more so-

and then he was gone again.

"Make some noise for me," He had mouthed and was now searching the room....

Oh right.
They were here for work.
Levi, working for the Intelligence Agency after all, knew his people planted bugs in random places surrounding Resistance hotspots. But was he serious? Did he really think there happened to be bugs in this room?
He rolled his eyes. Fine then, if he was insisting upon doing that instead of this fabulous body, he'd do as he was told.

"You really shouldn't tease me like that," He complained, voice husky. His jacket was flung towards the coatrack and followed shortly by the scarf.
He undid another button his his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed, all actions accompanied by a loud, breathy moan that almost had him feeling embarrassed.
But that washed away when he saw the effect it had on his contact. Oh this could be fun.
While he waited for Yulrick to quickly finish one side of the room, several more lewd sounds could have probably been heard by any recording device in the room.
The whole time, Levi sat with his chin in his hand, small smirk on his lips, watching the taller man try to complete his search quickly and effectively. Keyword, try. He was certainly enjoying this. He obviously wanted to get his search done- it was probably a silly rule for resistance members or something, but Levi was enjoying the looks he was now receiving.

Feeling devious, Levi decided to speed things along; from his chin-in-hand position, his pinky rested just on the corner of his mouth. Making sure to lock eyes with Yulrick so he'd be sure to pay attention, Levi ran his pinky across his bottom lip until it reached the other corner- then wrapped his lips around it in a half-kiss-half-sucking motion. He made a long noise in the back of his throat, pretty much smirking at his contact with his eyes, then popped his finger out with a quiet smack. With his already pursed lips, Levi proceeded to blow him a kiss.
"Ready to play yet?" He mouthed then gave him a bold look, excited for the response. That was payback for making him practically fall over outside.

[UtaUsagi]

He had to admit, Levis lewd moans made it a tad difficult to do his job.

Ok...very difficult.

Between the time it took him to get to his next spot, he would always steal a glance with a smirk plastered on his face. Why was he so drawn!? Forget it, Focus. He checked behind and in plants, behind dressers, and under windows and outside of them. Sticking his face out the window, he rubbed the surface of his hand around the edges and felt it. A small and circular electronic device. Carefully and smoothly, he swiped it off into the sidewalk to be crunched by a passerby. As a lady walked by strutting like a model in red stilettos, she lowered her glasses and waved with a smile.

Crunch!

He smiled charmingly and stuck his head back into the room, closing it with minimal sound. He continued his search, ignoring Levi at this moment of time. If he screwed up, if he forgot one little detail..his entire career and life would be over before he said the word snickers. As much as he was dying to make love to this flamboyant pretty boy, keeping his head attached to his body was a lot more appealing. He checked under the bed, in the sheets, in dressers, and under the tables. Bending down to check under the last table, he felt nothing. Conclusion: he had done a detailed search, only finding one device. Which telling from its position, wasn't even meant for him but just a usual scan of the area to keep things in check. Turning around, Jensen was being tempted once again. Levis chin-in-hand position turned into his pinky resting just on the corner of his mouth. Making sure to lock eyes with him before Levi ran his pinky across his bottom lip until it reached the other corner- then wrapped his lips around it in a half-kiss-half-sucking motion. He made a long noise in the back of his throat, pretty much smirking at his contact with his eyes, then popped his finger out with a quiet smack. With his already pursed lips, Levi proceeded to blow him a kiss.

“Ready to play yet?" Levi mouthed and gave him a bold look. Jensen cocked a sly grin and shook his head, ignoring his remark. There was no denying it. He was a slut. And sluts knew nothing about love or how it could magnify simple gestures and words to a hundred. Seems like he would have to teach him true escatsy that drove him to the edges of the abyss. Slipping his shoes and socks off, he removed his shirt in the process of walking over to the taunting boy with wings far too big for his size. It was obvious Jensen took care of his body, it was built like a Greek god.

”Stop moving, relax.” He whispered hotly. He ran a hand through his hair, jumping into the act to make it seem like he was there all along. Sliding his knee on the bed in-between Levis legs, he ran his hand up his thigh and started to kiss his neck, feeling the blood flowing through his veins and hearing his heart pound. Gentle kisses trailed up the side of his neck, until Jensen turned Levis head with his hand so their lips would meet again. Again, gentle. A light kiss on the corner of his mouth, a sweet kiss on his lips. His hot, peachy breath danced around his lips as he tilted the boys head up. Jensen cocked his head to the side, their faces merely centimeters apart.

"Open," he voiced out huskily. Not in a lustful, commanding tone but more with a loving desire. Jensen didn't have sex, he made love. He slid his tongue into Levis mouth, playing with and sucking it. The force of the kiss coerced Levi into a fall, his back hitting the cotton sheets. Their lips parted for mere seconds but already his lips were back on Levis, tongue inside his mouth, kissing him passionately. He probably should get his Intel, but screw it. First, he would rock his world.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Or not. He groaned in exasperation.

”Come in!” Jensen sat up, his leg still on the bed and Levi sprawled out under him. The butler rolled in a high class cart, ice in a metal can with a scotch bottle peeking up at them.

”Your drink sir, shall I pour it for you?” he asked with some strange British accent, probably implemented by birth. Gosh, he hated accents on Saloriel! They sounded so fake. Unlike his mothers Australian accent, which she masked unless with him and dad privately.

”No thank you, I can take it from here.” he replied with a wink and a slight raise of the corner of his mouth. The other male bowed flustered and left. Removing himself from the bed, Jensen went to check over the contents delivered. Inspecting under, to the side, and on top of the cart. Next he checked between the napkins, in the ice, and picked the scotch bottle up with ease. Staring deep into its contents, he found no bug. Safe. ”Want a drink?” he asked casually, pretending like he wasn't in the middle of attacking Levi just a few seconds ago.

[QueenJen]

---

Oh sweet mother of all things holy-
Levi had to consciously keep his mouth from dropping but his hand fell out from under his chin regardless as he straightened up attentively.
Clothes had come off!?
Yulricks body was visible!?
Yulricks body was.... fabulous!?

He wasn't exactly surprised- it matched his sexy biceps and face but,but, but, but...
shouldn't there be a limit to how perfect someone could be!? Shouldn't...
Thoughts subsided as the King of Sex Appeal made his way towards the bed. He squirmed slightly, swallowing and licking his lips nervously. This wasn't normal, this sexy, self assured walk like he knew something Levi didn't- the cocky grin that had him defenseless, totally enchanted.

”Stop moving, relax.” The raven winged man whispered hotly. He ran a hand through his hair, and suddenly Levi forgot about the fact that he'd left him waiting for awhile. Then he was leaning and-

Okay, great suggestion there Mr tall dark and handsome.Just great. All things sounded great coming out of that mouth after all , but how was Levi supposed to 'relax' when there was a knee sliding dangerously close to an area being ignored, and his hand was on his thigh and a hot mouth was pressing against the smooth unblemished skin of his neck-

The blond's breaths were uneven and forced- he was going to die. Definitely going to die right now, a fabulous death in the arms of a sinfully attractive man.
The lips were working up the side of his neck and then Yulricks strong fingers turned Levi's head- which had arched back at some point-
Lips met lips again in a way Levi wasn't used to, light, gentle, airy- butterfly kisses. Then the fingers readjusted him by means on his sloped jaw and he opened his eyes to meet the beautiful deep emerald ones that made him swoon so easily.
"Open,"
He was told, not in a commanding way but rather a... a way he was unfamiliar with. Still, plump lips, already parted by uneven breaths, opened wider and eagerly, accepting the forceful invasion by Yulricks tongue.
He was surprised by the ferocity, falling backwards, breaking the kiss, but before Levi could register the loss, the brunet was on him again. Hands slid up the shirtless mans back, feeling his warmth-

There was a pounding on the door. Yulrick was gone again as he sat up and Levi let his limp arms drop above his head onto the sheets since the man seemed to be leaving again.

”Your drink sir, shall I pour it for you?”
No thank you, I can take it from here.” The tall man replied with a wink and a slight raise of the corner of his mouth.
Levi's slightly glazed eyes narrowed, kissed-red lips creased into a frown. Like he'd assumed, Yulrick had left again and he felt lonely and completely to isolated without his huge frame towering over him.

As the man examined the scotch bottle, he turned his head on the sheets to fixate him with a completely unamused look.
"What was that."

At the pique in one of his eyebrows, Levi found enough of a questioning tone, only to have the scotch bottle raised in his direction.
"Want a drink?"
No, I do not want a drink, I want you, here, naked, now." He snapped, annoyed. Someone wasn't just allowed to pop in and completely break him down,then change the subject like nothing happened.
"And why exactly are you winking at other men when I'm laying here?"

His cheeks, still flushed from Yulricks stupid teasing (and that's what he was Levi had decided, a huge tease, unless he just liked to see Levi squirm which was so uncalled for) turned a shade darker. Why was he sounding like a jealous girlfriend here?
Maybe because he was being denied release. That was it.

Levi flipped over and crawled on his hands and knees up the bed to where the pillows were, dropping his upper body onto one and groaning in frustration. This was so not fabulous! He was ready to walk out and grab someone off the streets- except he would never. Because a tease he might be, Yulrick was definitely someone difficult to find- someone Levi measured up to and even above his standards.

Realizing his ass was still in the air, the shorter boy sat up again to rest with his slim thighs resting on his heels. Giving the man, who was casually pouring himself a drink, a pouty, impatient, lusty look- and proceeded to chuck the pillow at him.

While he was at it, impatient as he was, Levi swiftly unbuttoned his shirt and chucked that at the man as well. He felt awkward for a moment- compared to the greek god lounging on the chair and shrugging off the shirt with an amused look, his body was decidingly slim. He was all over naturally pale and never seemed to get color- ever. And though his abdomen was defined with the barest of corded muscle, if one examined closely they could probably see where his bones protruded against delicate skin.

Okay. he wished he'd kept the shirt on now. Now it was just him pouting childishly on his knees on the bed and randomly flourishing clothes all over. Maybe that's why Yulrick kept stopping, maybe he didn't like him, maybe Levi was to damn fabulous for his tastes.... maybe he thought he wasn't fabulous enough.

what a thought.
How could he be below standards?!
That had to change now.

Levi stood up, strutting over with what remained of his confidence and plopping onto Yulricks lap, straddling and grinding his hips slightly before going still, wrapping his legs in a comfortable way. He pressed his lips onto the mans cheek then laid his head on his shoulder trailing his hands over his fabulous, model worthy body.

"I changed my mind, I'll drink if you promise to stop teasing me," he trailed a slender finger around hard pecs then dipped to draw on his abs.
"It's very rude to leave people hanging once you get them on excited."

[UtaUsagi]

”No, I do not want a drink, I want you, here, naked, now." Levi snapped, annoyed.

”I can see that,” he chuckled, feeling no rush yet at the same time a desire so deep that he had to force himself to think straight. He wasn't feeling just passion, more a visceral need that threatened to overwhelm him. The best part about love-making, was taking it nice and slow. Bliss would come by like a shooting star, beautiful and fast. It left people begging for more, as his mother had once said. ”I'll take that as a no then?”

"And why exactly are you winking at other men when I'm laying here?" His cheeks flushed a deep carmine. Eyebrows furrowed into pure jealousy and perfection, Jensen felt slightly aroused and a bit guilty. Jealous was never a fun factor to play into love-making, he found the sex tasteless from it.

”Couldn't have him staring at your enticing body, now could I?” he replied and grabbed one cup, popping the cork off the scotch, and poured it into the small glass. Ice chinked against one another, and he found it some-what refreshing. Levi flipped over and crawled on his hands and knees up the bed to where the pillows were, dropping his upper body onto one and groaning in frustration. He admired his legs. Jensen was most definitely a leg man. They didn't have to be particularly long. The shape was what was important to him. And this one had it all, well, almost all. His personality might be difficult to handle, especially in the work place. Realizing his ass was still in the air, the shorter boy finally sat up again to rest with his slim thighs resting on his heels. Hmmm. He pouted impatiently with a lusty look- and Jensen saw it coming. His skilled and childish fingers reaching for the pillow, anger typed onto his face like a book cover, the slow motion of chucking a pillow at him.

That he easily dodged.

”Levi,” he tilted his head back, resting his hand over his muscled and toned chest. ”I thought I was a goner there for sure.” he said with a sarcastic smile. Hiding his frustration with his childish beware easily.

How dare he.

”Let's all try to act a little more mature, hmm?” Picking up the cup with his own skilled hands, he slumped onto a well-cushioned chair. His arm hung off the side, just barely holding onto his drink. He wondered what it would take to drive him to the brim in madness of wanting him so bad that he wouldn't be able to separate himself from Jensen. Coming off too sweet would only get him used, and being too serious and aggressive would only get the boy caught up in his usual routine. Somewhere in the middle would have to do, he needed the boy to love him, not lust for him. Love was a powerful thing. People would do anything for love. Boosting his ego, but keeping up his own and making sure he knew who was in charge would be the way to go. While he had been off in his own spy analysis mind, Levi had stripped himself of his shirt, revealing his lean and rather bony body. He preferred some meat on a guys bone, but he didn't care. He would 'pretend' to love him regardless. Levi stood up, strutting over-which Jensen couldn't help but admire the leg work again- and plopping onto his lap, straddling and grinding his hips slightly before going still, wrapping his legs in a comfortable way. The friction against their hardened flesh gave Jensen a gentle pleasure, and he guessed Levi was being driven insane to stoop so slow as to do this himself. Levi pressed his lips onto the mans cheek then laid his head on his shoulder trailing his hands over chest.

”I changed my mind, I'll drink if you promise to stop teasing me," he trailed a slender finger around hard pecs then dipped to draw on his abs. "It's very rude to leave people hanging once you get them on excited." He wiggled his eyebrows and grinned.

"Get used to it." he grinned and then cupped Levis face with his hand, suddenly becoming serious.

"You truly are "God's promise." Jensens hand trailed down the side of his neck to his shoulder, and down his arm to his hand. He took his hand in his, and kissed his palm. He opened the hand he had just kissed and placed the alcoholic beverage in his hand. ”Drink up,” he added, "If you can," he ran his hands up his thighs to the sides of his torso, getting a feel for his soft, baby skin himself. He back-tracked, letting one hand stay on his love handle, the other sliding down his pelvis only to brush the back of his hand against the hardened flesh bulging through his leather plants. He trailed a finger back up to the zipper and gradually unzipped them. He leaned his head in close to the boys chest and kissed him gently over the heart, and a second time leaving a kiss mark as if to say his heart was his, or at least, will be. This Jensen knew for sure.

[QueenJen]

He had to retrain a resigned sigh as Yulrick wiggled his eyebrows and grinned, still in a joking mood despite Levi's actions.
"Get used to it."

Fine. He would get used to it. He would accept that he had absolutely no control at all here, that Yulrick was the one directing the movie and playing the lead actor all at once. Who cared anymore. If that was what the brunet wanted then fine.
Just this once, Levi was willing to resign that someone was better. No one had ever pushed him to that before, much less someone who was supposed to be a one night business stand.
And he didn't like it.
He didn't like that someone so easily had rewritten his composure, so easily had him played in the palm of his hand- dang his abs felt good.
In fact, another thing Levi didn't like was that he didn't know what he was thinking, because underneath his obvious and frontmost lust he didn't want the bigger man to leave.
Didn't want him to leave?
He definitely didn't like his. Half the time he wasn't even aware of his partner but tonight- tonight he was hyperaware.
Every expression and movement Yulrick made, he watched and soaked in especially now from his position on his shoulder. He watched and felt the mans chest move with even, slow breaths and was calmed and maybe even content for a moment to throw his lust aside and just perch there and watch the gorgeous angel breath-

Just kidding, he lied.
His large hand was cupping his face again in a way that made Levi feel secure-

"You truly are "God's promise."

Ooh, that was a new compliment that was particularly pleasing. But forget about compliments and his confused feelings because Yulricks hand was moving across his shoulder and arm, gradually spreading fire and butterflies, and all Levi could do was follow his progress with his eyes.
When lips pressed into his palms, the permanent blush he seemed to be sporting since meeting Yulrick was back but this time, he was embarrassed.
The man was so smooth and sophisticated and poised! And he was acting like a child and throwing fits when he usually only did so when he was forced to do paperwork.

He felt the cool glass pressed into his hand and wrapped his slender figures around it instinctively so it wouldn't fall
”Drink up....If you can,"

What did that mean, if he could? Of course he could- he may act like a child sometimes, but he was perfectly capable of enjoying good scotch-
The ice in the glass clinked together loudly as Levi trembled under the hands that were now exploring his body.
Oh so was this a challenge? To see if he could drink while there was a hand tenderly gripping the curve of his waist and another-
His whole body jolted and his head was up and his arms had moved to hang loosely behind Yulricks neck as he bit his lips and tried to restrain any embarrassing noises.
Lips had moved onto his chest and the blond took a long sip of the alcohol, barely putting his shaking arm down when his zipper was being undone in the slowest way possible.

The glass shattered on the floor seconds later.
"Uh, s-sorry," Levi tried to apologize but it was lost in his amusing sharp breaths as his pants were shimmied down as far as they could be in his position on Yulricks lap, none the less revealing his black low-rise briefs.

Before Levi could even recover, he was being scooped up as the man stood. He squeaked and wrapped his legs around his waist, clinging to his neck at the same time as their pelvis clash. He felt more kisses litter his neck and collar bone as they walked, some sure to leave a mark, and then the petite blond was being deposited back on the bed.

And he was completely and utterly under Yulricks spell.

[[INSERT SEXY MAN LOVIN HERE >> FASTFOWARDFASTFOWARD >> OH LOOK THE SUNS UP WHAT NICE BONDING TIME THAT WAS]]

[UtaUsagi]

Januas't 4th, 3044. 7am.

The two angels cuddled, side by side keeping themselves warm with each others heartbeats and slow breathes. Jensen wanted to just take in the soft silence, where there was no questions asked, no words taken so serious, and no explanations to reason. He ran his digits through Levis disheveled hair, watching him sleep because Jensen couldn't. He took in features he never would have been able to while the boy was awake. Long sandy eyelashes and a peaceful expression upon his childish face. He ran the back of his hand down his arm, and felt static strike within him. Jensen did one night stands for a reason.

When making love, he was vulnerable. Slow. Gentle. Passionate. He tried to feel the other, not just what their body would want but their hearts. When becoming one with someone, he always felt a broken love. The horizon released the sun from her nightless sleep, as she tenderly embraced the land with golden arms. Her light peeking through the curtains. Jensen exhaled, his dusky ebony wings wrapping around Levis lower body while Levis wings went over his own and embraced him. He smiled, the boys wings were far too large because they covered him all the way from his shoulders to his ankles. The slight brush of their feathers was better than skin contact. And suddenly his phone vibrated. He turned over quietly, careful as not to wake him and opened the wings just a crack to get his phone. Flipping it open, he tsked.

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I need love advice Yulrick! What do I do when I can't even focus on my job because I'm so lost in love!!??

From,
Unknown number

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He deleted the message and set it back down, it was obviously from his mother. Right, he had forgotten for a couple hours that he was working. He turned back around, snuggling back into Levis wings and kissed him lovingly on the forehead. He needed to get his Intel.

”Levi, time to wake up.” he whispered, resting his chin on the younger kids head. Knowing his mother, they would probably get breakfast delivered to their room and a note with what to do next in it.

[QueenJen]

Januas't 4th, 3044.

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Sleep was a beautiful thing. It was warm and soft and gentle, and was always there to welcome Levi into its arms.
Any lines, dimples, or constant crinkles of a smirk had vanished, the avid expressions of his brows stilled. Eyelids were closed against the dim light of the room as the sun began peeking through the windows. His breathing stayed deep and relaxed,entire body at peace, if a little cold. He flexed his wings, seeking their warmth since he often used them as a blanket, but it didn't help. Aside from the small movements of his wings, one might have assumed the pale man was dead, if not for the movement of his chest rising and falling with each even breath.
He was in heaven, in his mind, away from the material world. In his mind, it was just him and the sun.
Levi was on a mountain, alone on the peak except for the sun in the sky that was practically reaching for him. The heat drew him close, despite the warnings of his subconscious that he was bound to get burned. In the dream he spread his wings and drifted on a warm breeze to the sun, hair ruffling in the breeze and it was almost like he couldn't get close enough, the tendrils of the suns rays teasing him with warmth.

”Levi," The sun said, and Levi smiled slightly. "Time to wake up.”

The blonds smile disappeared, as he scooted forward into the warmth of the sun.
"Mmm, no. I don't want to." He murmured, but the sun seemed insistent so Levi sighed and worked to wave away to visions in his head and tug open his heavy eyelids.
It was rather dark- was his dream-sun really sure it was time to wake up??

And then Levi realized it was dark because he'd buried his upper forehead against skin and was currently curled up against a chest. A breathing chest. An Angel chest?
Yulrick hadn't left?
Oh right, Levi remembered,trying not to be too led on, pulling away from under Yulricks chin. He blinked at the light peeking through the curtains,assuming the reason. They still hadn't finished their work.
In a still half-asleep fumble, he realized his wings were folded over the bigger man. He sheepishly pulled away, mumbling an apology in a guttural, drowsy way, realizing that black wings wrapped his bottom half.
He propped up on an elbow, ignoring the man and his wings for a moment while he tried to wake himself up. His other hand came up and ruffled his bangs from his eyes before rubbing his eyes groggily, yawning like a sleepy kitten.
It was new that someone was here to watch his uncomprehending morning face.Usually the other person was gone when Levi woke up, or he left as soon as they were sleeping/woke up earlier. But he'd slept deeply, and Yulrick hadn't left, so he was there to see as Levi, unplagued by his usually smirk and self absorbed aura, begin twisting this way and that, stretching out his body.
He elongated his back and let out a satisfied noise as there was a barely audible pop from his spine. Out stretched his legs,brushing Yulricks, then he fell back on the pillow with a content look. His eyes peered up at Yulrick and he gave him a lazy smile.
"Morning sunshine," He muttered, clearing his throat a bit.

There was a gentle knock on the door as if whoever was outside had decided to time exactly when Levi woke up. The blond pouted up at the brunet as he looked like he was going to answer it. Not knowing if he was going to call out or get up and open it, Levi bit his lip, intwining their legs slightly.
"Don't go, you're warm."

Like the sun. He added mentally, then realized he'd basically been dreaming of the man, if the sun had spoken the same time Yulrick had. Fitting. He was as fabulous as the sun, and just as hot too.

Going out on a whim to why he'd been roused from his cat nap, Levi looked into his pretty green eyes, still blinking away sleep.
"Can't we talk work in bed?"

[UtaUsagi]

He watched the little one open his eyes and blink at the light peeking through the curtains. He wished his face was like this more often. Suddenly, Levi sheepishly pulled away, mumbling an apology in a guttural, drowsy way. He saw an opening. He was going to take it. He reached behind Levis back, over his shoulder and traced his hand from the base of his wing to the tip. Folding them around him, he buried his face into it.

”Don t. I like this,”

But Levi propped up on an elbow, ignoring their cuddling state as he tried to wake himself up. His other hand came up and ruffled his bangs from his eyes before rubbing his eyes groggily. He began to twist this way and that, stretching out his body. Elongating his back, letting out a satisfied noise as there was a barely audible pop from his spine. Out stretched his legs, brushing Jensens and making him smile. His body was delightful. Their bodies had fit together last night like unmatched puzzle pieces, trying desperately to fit with one another. As they say, opposites attract. Levi fell back onto a pillow with a content look. His eyes peering up at Jensen, he gave him a smile.

Friggin.

Charming.

"Morning sunshine," He muttered, clearing his throat a bit.

”Morning beautiful,” he whispered warmly, running his hands through his hair. ”Sorry to wake you,” he added, thinking of a way to get Levis wings back around him. He could tell from his bashful reaction a few seconds ago that it often bothered others. And Levi wanted to be liked. So he was embarrassed. But it was a natural instinct for him when he slept, which meant he liked it. Who said the bottom couldn't ever hold the top?

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Right on cue. Jensen shifted, sitting up right till Levi entangled his legs with his own.

"Don't go, you're warm." He rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged, as if to say do-I-have-a-choice? Snuggling back to the loveless boy, he wrapped Levis wings around him smoothly. ”Only if you promise to wrap your wings around me and never let me go,” he smirked cornily. Staring into the others eyes, he could see that there was something more behind that I'm-so-fabulous-and-everyone-loves-me-because-why-wouldn't-they? face. A short silence followed after that before more knocks came.

Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!

He chuckled. ”Sorry, sorry! Come in!” he yelled as he turned his head to look behind him. In came the butler, grumbling in annoyance until he looked up at the scene in front of him. He wasn't used to seeing Angels cuddle, it was a rare sight in Saloriel. Everyone was so closed-off, distant, only striving and keeping in mind what they wanted. Selfish. He blushed, excused himself quietly, and left. Peeking in through the flowers on the cart, he noticed the corner of a letter stick out. He heard some movement and gave his attention back to the Sunflower in his arms. Levi looked into his eyes, still blinking away sleep.

"Can't we talk work in bed?" he asked with big eyes. He'd get to the letter later. He still had work to do on this end.

”Hmm, I was thinking we'd hit the showers. Talk there,” Now he raised both eyebrows and gave him a laconic grin before burying his face into the youngins neck and kissing it.

[QueenJen]

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"”Morning beautiful,” Yulrick whispered warmly, running his hands through his hair. ”Sorry to wake you,”

Levi's eyes grew big as he slowly dawned on his situation. Beautiful.... Beautiful... Beautiful?
...
Did he mean that!? Was he serious? He knew his after-sex hair was still pretty fine looking, but the muscular man was still offering compliments even after last night? So was he serious!? Baffled and flattered, he couldn't even respond to his apology and only came back to earth when hands gently guided his wings....
back around Yulrick?
This morning was too confusing for the blond- this entire scene was new to him.He didn't think, in all his nighttime adventures, he'd ever woken up with a person and proceeded to be showered with cute things while still in a drowsy state. Maybe he was still dreaming.
”Only if you promise to wrap your wings around me and never let me go,”

What was he talking about? Usually larger men- and Levi tended to favor taller muscular guys- usually they hated getting encased by Levi's wings. Then they would complain they couldn't even spoon him because of the plumes off feathers, which could only fold in so far. But Yulrick was pulling them around himself? Asking for a promise?
Definitely dreaming then.
So, since it was a dream and everything was automatically fabulous in dreams, so why worry about it, Levi smiled cutely, letting out a little squeal, and tightened his wings, grabbing Yulricks hand and wrapping his pinky around his.

"Promise,"
but he was cut short by more insistent pounding on the door. Yulrick found it amusing, but the man in his arms was not appreciative of the break in his dream state.
It was back shortly as it'd been interrupted gratefully, and he was about to perk up at the possibility of food, the brunet was talking,and since he'd decided to rest against his chest again, he felt the rumbled in his chest at the tone of his sexy voice.

”Hmm, I was thinking we'd hit the showers. Talk there,”

Levi blushed slightly~ okay, maybe this morning wasn't just cute, a certain someone was trying to get him all turned on again, but hey, who was he to complain-
His thoughts paused at the lip action on his neck- oh, jeeze, he hoped he wouldn't have to many hickies. He felt like that would be embarrassing, even if they were from Yulrick.

"Careful what you wish for, you're making me break my promises," the blond said, removing his wings from their draping of him.
And, wanting to shower anyway, Levi decided to take the offer seriously, wiggling out of his arms and crawling off the bed, showing off his ass for a moment before wrapping his naked self in his wings.
1) It was cold. Dang.
2) He was allowed to be a bit of a tease to get the man out of bed.

He pranced off into the bathroom cutely, dropping his wings and disappearing inside the one-person shower to start the water before popping his head and upper body out the door, taking in the mans reaction.

"Are you going to join me then? What happened to talking here?" He stuck his tongue out, gesturing 'Come here' with his fingers, and giggled.
Oh goddess, giggling, seriously, Levi, pull yourself together. Wake up, your drunk on something.
Drunk or not, he still moved back into the bathroom, pausing to look over his body in the mirror. What was different? Why was he so cheery and loony, and and and...
It was all Yulricks fault for the cute wakeup call. He'd never in his life had that before. The man was too perfect, shouldn't there be a limit to how amazing one person could be?
Well, except him, Levi was allowed to max the scale of perfect any day.
He sighed and tried to ignore his stupid thoughts before jumping into the water.