how does sex work in heaven? is is the same as on earth or?
“Well, it works about the same as on Earth actually! Minus the fact about angels having true forms in such.. that’s a whole different matter entirely.”

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how does sex work in heaven? is is the same as on earth or?
“Well, it works about the same as on Earth actually! Minus the fact about angels having true forms in such.. that’s a whole different matter entirely.”
Leon had encountered a number of angels in his time, and had slept with plenty of them. But he had never seen one so…short. Maybe it was just because Leon was incredibly tall, taller than most men were tall. But this young man was almost tiny enough that he could stuff him in his pocket and go about his day. There wasn’t much of a threat before him, so maybe Leon could tone down the snarky remarks. Maybe help this kid find his dorm. With the possibility he’d be invited into it one night, because whether he wanted to admit it or not, the angel was attractive. “What’s your dorm number?” Leon asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Might as well help this kid so the rest of his day wouldn’t be so hectic. Leon had an urge to just run his hand through those luscious locks.
The small male beamed as the man offered to help. He reopened the piece of parchment with his dorm number on it and handed it to the man. Their hands brushed slightly at the gesture and the angel’s cheeks tinged with a rosy hue slightly darker than his normal one.”Dorm one eleven.” He smiled warmly at the older man, feeling as if the previous negative mood had gone away now, and he started towards the area where all the dorm buildings resided. He knew that much at least. “Lead the way!”
Bottom or top?
“Oh my, you go straight for the gold don’t you? I’m going to have to say Bottom.”
Andre was worried that he’d crashed the boy in the middle of something when he noticed that he was only in his underwear, but as the other never made an attempt to cover himself up he realized that he hadn’t. “I..” He cleared his throat a little, his first attempt at talking getting lost in a croak. “I was looking for some help navigating this place. Think you could give me a hand?”
The Angel perked up at the chance to be helpful and nodded eagerly. “Yes, of cour-” He stopped mid sentence when he realized he was indecent and couldn’t go out like he was - it was a very sad fact. He huffed at being stalled in his efforts to help the other man and grabbed a pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt from his dresser. “Just give me one second and we’ll be off.” He sent a quick smile towards his company and ran off towards the bathroom to get changed. “What do you need help with?” He shouted from the other room.
GENERAL INFORMATION:
Full name: Alias.
Pronunciation: Uh - Lie - Us.
Meaning Behind Name: Alias’ name has no meaning. He was name was given by his father and he was never offered reason for his naming. Because he is a second generation angel and he has no specific purpose in Heaven.
Any Nicknames: In Heaven, some of the third and fourth generation angels called him ‘Lias or Ollie.
Birthday: Unknown. His vessel’s birthday is June 28th.
Zodiac Sign: Virgo.
Education Level: Currently a sophomore in college, but has been around for quite some time. If you catch my drift.
Mental Disorder(s): Alias has no current mental disorders. Angel’s don’t need to sleep, but when Alias decides to he usually has nightmares.
Addiction(s): Alias has no addictions.
Allergies: His vessel is allergic to bee stings and cats.
Ethnicity: Caucasian.
Language(s) spoken: Alias can speak English and Enochian.
Phobias: Alias isn’t too fond of snakes, but it’s not bad enough to be a phobia.
Pet Peeves: Chewing with your mouth open/talking with food in your mouth, negative attitudes, and repeating the same thing over and over again.
Emotional Stability: Alias is usually happy all of the time and tries to be the light of any situation. But, don’t take happiness for ignorance.
APPEARANCE:
Hair Style: Full, with wave and layered bangs.
Hair Color: Dark chestnut brown.
Eye Color: Caramel brown/Light blueish white.
Height: 5′ 9′’
Weight: 169 lbs
Facial Hair: Clean shaven.
Tattoos: Alias has a feather tattooed on his right wrist, because he can’t have his wings out while in his vessel.
Piercings: Alias has no piercings.
Scars: Alias has two raised scars on each shoulder blade where his wings would be.
Other Distinguishing Features: He has wings and vibrant light blueish white eyes.
Clothing Style: Alias usually wears a wide variety of items. Mainly things that make him happy that day. He could go from a full on collar and tie to basic t-shirts and skinny jeans.
Grooming: Alias takes a shower twice a week, but washes his hair and shaves almost everyday.
Body Build: Lean, with obvious tone and muscle.
Description of Voice or link to a video: Alias’ voice is usually very light, cheery and calm, even though it’s on the lighter side of baritone. He tries to make himself as non-threatening as possible and uses his voice for making the atmosphere brighter.
PERSONALITY:
Positive Traits: Cherry disposition, artistic in more than one aspect, good-natured, is a freaking angel, tries to see the best in people until they give him a reason not to, extrovert.
Negative Traits: Hard headed/stubborn, perfectionist, can be very harmful right after a nightmare.
Hobbies: Art, gardening, hiking.
Drink/Smoke/Drugs: Alias only smokes when stressed or right after a nightmare, but doesn’t do so any other time.
Vulnerabilities: Talking about his family life, animals/children.
Pass Times: Alias enjoys helping at daycares and hospitals for children.
Opinion on Children: Alias loves children. He sees the innocence in them and is fascinated at how such small beings could be so intelligent and innocent at the same time.
Opinion on Marriage: Alias is for marriage, but he doesn’t ever see himself having that luxury seeing as he’s never met anyone who has stayed in his life.
Biggest Secret: Alias has killed a person before, when he was still in heaven. He was sent by his father to go and exterminate a rouge angel. He didn’t want to do it, but he had no choice as the other angel attacked him. It was either Alias or the angel.
Role Model? The Lord. //I had too.
Parental Type? He would like to think he would be a good father.
FAVORITES:
Color: Light blue.
Animal: Squirrel, Hamster.
Traits in Others: A positive personality, Imagination, a good work ethic, they know what that want in life.
Traits in Self: His positive aura and his creativity.
Music Genre (feel free to include titles): Classic Rock and Christian Rock.
Movie Genre (feel free to include titles): Young Adult and Horror.
Food: Chinese.
Least Favorite Color: Red.
Least Favorite Animal: Snake.
Least Favorite Food: Italian.
Least Favorite Traits in Others: Negativity.
Least Favorite Traits in Self: His under the surface smoking habit and the times he loses his temper.
SEXUALITY:
Hook-Up(s): Alias has had three past boyfriends, but has never hooked up with them.
Turn Ons: Marking, Blood-play, Light Bondage, Dom/Sub.
Turn Offs: Scat, Watersports, Hard BDSM, Foot/Armpit Worship.
Dominant or Submissive: Submissive.
Virginity: Alias is a virgin, hence the reason why he can go on holiday and help at hospitals and daycares at his own will.
Top/bottom/verse: Bottom.
Recent Sexual dream: Angel’s don’t sleep.
CHILDHOOD:
Best childhood memory?: His uncle Gabriel introducing him to all the animals of Earth for the first time.
Worst childhood memory?: Seeing his father and uncles argue.
What were they like as a child?: Optimistic, Cheerful, and Observant.
Worst influence on them as a kid?: Watching Heaven’s angels leave and never come back.
Did they have a lot of friends?: Even though he is a very positive person to be around, many people can’t stand to have him around for more than a few hours.
Were they heavily punished?: His father wasn’t too strict on him. He never really gave his father reason to punish him.
Anything they wish they could cut out?: His first mission for Heaven.
Were they an early or late bloomer for puberty?: Both Alias and his vessel were early bloomers.
MISCELLANEOUS:
How long would they survive in a zombie apocalypse?: Pretty long, seeing as Alias is immortal. He’s also pretty good at the self-defense stuff.
One place they would like to live: The mountains.
One place they would like to visit: England.
What can you find in their pockets/wallet/purse: Alias’ phone, wallet, key chain, a bag of chocolates, and a spare change of clothes.
Place(s) your character can always be found: His dorm, the art studio, the children’s daycare down the road, and in the garden area.
When does your character like to wake up?: Alias is a morning person when he actually does have a good sleep.
What’s your character’s morning routine?: Washes his hair, shaves, puts his outfit of the day on, then eats breakfast and waters his Venus Fly Trap named Penelope that he keeps in the window seal.
How does your character spend their free days?: Doing various art things and walking around outside if it’s on a weekend. Otherwise, he’s at the local daycare or children’s hospital volunteering.
What’s your character’s bedtime routine?: When he does decide to sleep, he washes his face and does all the other hygienic things, then it’s off to bed.
What does your character wear to bed?: An overly large t-shirt and boxer briefs.
If your character can’t fall asleep, what are they thinking about?: Anything and everything. Alias’ mind never stops running. He has a constant flow of ideas that he usually jots down in a notebook for art purposes.
What has been their greatest achievement?: Going to college and making a life for himself away from Heaven.
What is their idea of perfect happiness?: Sitting in a big comfy chair, with some tea and a sketchbook full of art. The window letting in just the right amount of warmth to keep his tea from going cold. The soft sounds of life going on outside making the atmosphere almost angelic.
On what occasions do they lie?: When the occasion benefits him or another person. He doesn’t like to lie, but is willing to do so if needed.
Andre wouldn’t admit it but he was lost. He was so confident in himself that he left for his next class without properly checking where he was going, instead giving it a quick glance and off he went. But that was the wrong decision. Eventually giving in and deciding he needed to ask for directions Andre opened the closest door and looked inside for someone but instead found himself interrupting something he shouldn’t have. “Ooh.. I’m so sorry.”
Finally finding his new dorm with the help of some other university occupants, Alias had started to put things away on his side of the medium sized living unit. It had been an eventful day and the heat from the undecided April weather made his clothes stick to his skin. He stripped down to only his boxer briefs, sighing is relief at the loss of extra heat. He opened another box and started to make his way into it’s items when another person entered the room, looking quite surprised for some reason. “There’s no need to be sorry, hun. What can I do for you?” He smiled warmly at the other person, no shame in being the only one in their underwear.
Avery found himself trailing the halls after tending his plants. He had began his compost, weeded, and water his garden. The only issue was that he was still in his gardening outfit — a black tank top and slim khakis; class wasn’t for another few hours, so he didn’t mind. With his boots echoing in the halls and his eyes shifting downward to keep a pocket-guide for proper watering of his herbs, there was an unexpected collision, and the demon looked down at the student, words echoing in his mind like a banshee screaming. Avery didn’t like his type, and the choice of words only let him assume what he was dealing with. “I’m sure.” He said, leering down at the boy. “I wouldn’t make bumping into people a habit — not everyone is as nice as me.”
Alias’ skin prickled with warning, a natural sense resulting from the being in front of him. He had never actually came into contact with one in a while so it was like a whole new experience. The other person’s aura disrupted his own, but he brushed it off. He wasn’t about to let another person bring his mood down. He grinned with extra warmth and nodded as the other spoke, ignoring the male’s passive aggressive words. “Will do, thank you for the advice.” The angel examined his company, noticing the smudges of soil on the khakis. “You’re khakis are smudged, do you need a new pair?”
Coach was studying his plays for practice and didn’t even feel it when the other male bumped into him, it felt more of a tap. When he saw the boy chuckle and babble, the wolf grinned wide. “You need help with that? You seem kind of new, so it’s only right if I help you with this.” He state taking the luggage of the other’s grip. “Where to?”
Alias’ cheeks tinged a little with blush, appreciative of the older man’s generosity. “I guess you could say new. I was on a holiday and just got back, but it seems that a lot of people came here while I was away so it’s like enrolling for the first time. Thank you though, I appreciate it.” He released his luggage when it was safely in the stranger’s grasp and pulled the paper back out of his pocket. “Dorm number one eleven.”
Leon had made sure no one was around when he exited the student’s dorm room. He still couldn’t stand the fact that he subjected himself to fucking this kid who was failing his class. He had to admit, the kid was very good at the art of persuasion. He promised the professor his ass, if that meant getting his grade up in the creative writing course. Leon made it clear it was the last time he would allow that for the student. Next time, he wouldn’t be so easy to his advances. It was a good lay, he wouldn’t deny that. But as he began to walk down the hall, a small person bumped into him. He rolled his eyes. Yes, he was tall, but shouldn’t have been that hard to miss. To top that, this kid had a disposition Leon clearly wasn’t a fan of. “I would try to not make that a habit if I were you, especially with me,” the alpha said, picking up a couple of items the angel dropped and handed it to him.
The angel took the items handed to him and put them in his bag, placing the parcel on his shoulder. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention, I’m just trying to find my dorm.” A slightly tanned hand ran its way through his hair and he let out a light breath. Not even an hour back on campus and he has already irked another person. And with his luck accompanied by the appearance of the person in question, he probably just bumped into a professor of some sort. The other man spoke and Alias smiled minutely, trying to tone down his on-going good mood seeming as the man already looked aggravated enough. “I’ll make sure to remember that.”
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The dragon had been itching to get out of his dorm and do something, the restless feeling stirring in his bones, and he had to stop himself from changing out of his glamour right then and there. Finally, once he felt it was an appropriate time, he stripped into his work out gear - a simple pair of basketball shorts - and headed out of his dorm… only to nearly collide with a younger male. Looking down, he saw a smaller male, one that seemed upbeat, and he only smiled at the apology. “It is I who should apologize, lad… I should’ve looked before I headed out of my dorm.”
Warm caramel orbs looked up at the stranger and Alias smiled. His companion seemed friendly enough and he was already to focused on getting to his destination to examine the other like he usually did before coming to an opinion. He dusted his bag off and put it back on his shoulder. “Well, you don’t seemed harmed and I'm pretty sure the only thing that collided with the ground was my bag so it’s even.” The angel looked back up at the larger man and grinned with warmth. “Thank you for apologizing though.”
This was it.
First day back at Uni. Taking in deep inhale, joy and enthusiasm spread through Alias -He was practically glowing with it. Nothing had changed and everything was still the same. From the temperamental weather to the distinct aroma that couldn’t be placed into any other description other than ‘Campus’. Releasing his breath, he adjusted his bag and made the trek to find his new dorm. Looking down at the parchment, he read the dorm number one last time before bumping into an obstacle in his path - making him drop his luggage and said paper. “Oh my Father, I'm sorry. I wasn’t paying attention, how oblivious of me.” Alias bent over to pick up his luggage, chuckling the situation off. His cheery disposition never-ending.