Male angel x GN fanfic , 18+
WARNINGS: Somnophilia, Noncon, Oviposition/Egg laying, Church sex
This was intended for male readers, but genitals are not mentioned !! Read with any gender in mind !!
…This was also just meant to be a shit nsfw post. I didn’t expect to make it this long and this detailed (No pun intended)
Imagine volunteering to stay behind and clean up the church after everyone has left. The church was so quiet after prayer, and it felt so alone without any voices humming tunes and the priest preaching out sermons, and the more you stayed in and place like this, the more sleepier you got.
You don’t want to sleep on the job, especially inside of a holy site like this—that would be so disrespectful to the lord!
And yet, you just couldn’t fight it. Your eyes begin to drift and droop low, your legs starting to trip over themselves and give out. The moment you rested your head upon the stairs before the altar, your eyes shut and you drift off into a deep sleep…
You wish you could’ve rested a little longer, but you’re rudely awakened by the cold feeling of the altar flushed up against your shirtless back and the echoing sounds of moaning all throughout the church.
An angel, tall and lean—wings arched high above his head, leaned above you, mouth wide open and eyes staring deep into your own . His hands dug deep into your waist, and you could feel his dick splitting you open.
Awareness hit you like a brick, and before you could even begin to push him away, he moved his hands straight to your neck. His hands tighten, and he ups his pace—ramming fast and hard, pushing his entire length straight into your stomach. The more you choked and tightened up around his length, the more he got turned on.
The angel chokes on his spit, biting his tongue as his leg moved up to rest upon the alter, pushing himself even further into you. You could feel him shaking and panting, his dick pulsing and his grip around your neck loosening.
“‘M sorry.. ‘MsorryMsorryMsorry-“ he sputters out, voice squeaky and messy.
You couldn’t even get a word out before he leans over, putting you into a tight headlock. He slams one more time into your ass, before pausing.
A sudden lump settles into your stomach.
You choke, spit running down your mouth and drooling down onto the altar.
He’s laying eggs inside of you.
Your eyes widen in pure horror. You tried to escape, gripping against the edge of the altar and trying to push yourself off. The loss of air makes you weaker, and you barely move an inch before he’s pressing deeper into you, his chest up against your back.
“Just.. just a few more, human. C’mon-“ He pants, tongue lapping at your shoulder as another egg spurts from his cock. “Count for me. open your—hah—little, tiny mouth and count for me.”
Your wet eyes droop, darting around the room. You were in such a dazed state, tongue hanging out of your open mouth. His arms tighten around your neck, snapping you right back to reality. His words circle around in your head, and you take a breath as soon as his arms loosen.
“…on..one..” You whined out.
This was going to be a long day.
When you walked into church next Sunday, Father Morris suddenly exclaims about how much weight you have gained, questioning you about how many treats you must have gotten into during the week.
You kept your mouth shut as the imagery of the angel came into mind, the memory of him holding you inside his wings as he filled you with his sperm, fertilizing the eggs that were embedded deep within you stomach.
You choke on your spit when the priest mentions how much happier the angels seem today.
First fanfic, please don’t piss on me for how ass it may be 🥹
