Angel of Death

Samael || Angel || Master

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Something that will never fail to get you horny?

“Cute little things that I can mess with. Tears. The sound of flesh hitting flesh and begging, in any shape or form.”

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Samael || Angel || Master Role-play account for Thorn Haven

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You may use any of this: “May your prayers be answered”

Smutty/Sexual Questions

Tension ( A Symbols Meme )

‘Fuck’ Sentence Starters

Fun Anons

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Just follow your instinct Like an old lesson learned

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sugarhiighx​:

▐┊█ 🍭 •. 

  “Breaking your heart,” the words left her lips and were accompanied by a smile. It was a funny thought - little Sugar breaking someone’s heart. Even if he didn’t mean it, it was amusing to her. “Why would you want to let me out?” Her question went unanswered for a moment, and she looked up at him with the strangest of looks - one that clearly read get away from me, as he leaned into her space to get up.

  Again the peculiar angel teleported, this time outside of her cell. “Wait.” She hated the thought of calling after someone. It seemed so… desperate, but she was curious. “You mean you don’t want to kill me?” Could he do that here? Would he get in trouble? 

And just like that, he had a bite. He turned slowly to face her as she asked him to wait. The question was a surprise to him. She was afraid of being killed, not hurt, not abused, just killed. Well, angel were known for killing nephilims, and he sure had his fair share of half-breed’s blood on his hands. “Sweetie, if I wanted you dead, you would be dead already.” he put it as simple as he could. 

“You probably been hunted before, so I’m not taking your fear personally.”  she wasn’t the first to be afraid of him, and she wouldn’t be the last “I’m not here for that. I just thought you would like to walk outside." maybe it was the light of a new angel that had caught his attention, but it was most likely the fact that she was a cute little thing that had him wondering about her.“You are new here, I can only assume you haven’t seen much.” 

“But I get it if you want to stay.“

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evetheqxeen​:

“Only so you can burn.” Home. What a joke.. She’d never had one, not in hell, and not on earth. Her kind had been created to serve, to bond with those who wielded magic and share a deep connection with them that lasted hopefully a lifetime. But then finding a witch to bond with who was right for you was like finding a diamond in the rough. A search that could take several lifetimes, if it ever were to be completed at all. 

When his feet locked around her leg, Eve’s heart inwardly sank, and she had just a split second to prepare for the pain, which naturally made her howl and gasp for air as it felt like her entire leg had just been ripped clean off. If she hadn’t been so preoccupied with just how badly it hurt, she would have found herself feeling humiliated and dejected knowing her demon self had just been put on her back by an angel. As it were, Eve could hardly think where she lay. And then she couldn’t breathe. As her lungs struggled though, defeat numbed her mind. Making her wish he’d just crush her windpipe and be done with it. Closing her eyes, she welcomed death, knowing that at least she had fought to the bitter end. And then the pressure lessened, and air flew down her throat again. Opening her eyes, there was a newfound dullness in her eyes. “You’re going to let me choose? How kind of you…” she rolled her eyes. “I don’t care, just get on with it.” Violence like this wasn’t new. Physical pain wasn’t new. But if he wanted to break her, teach her a lesson, it wasn’t the way to go. Then again it was possible he just didn’t care either. 

Now it all made sense. The recklessness, the way she took his slap and came back for more. The girl was used to taking a punch. It wasn’t unusual for hell creatures to be like that, after all, they were raised in hell, there wasn’t all candy and lollipops as many painted out to be. Well, for most it wasn’t. So while breaking each bone on her body would be fun for the angel, he knew from experience that it wouldn’t get him anywhere with the little creature. 

So he did the complete opposite that she dared him to do. Reaching down, he moved his arms under her leg and back picked her up from the ground. “I am kind.” he said with a smirk holding her still “Now, close your eyes or you might get sick.” Light evolved her, and one second they were in the cells, the other he was placing her down in a medical bed down in the Medical center. Teleporting wasn’t always easy on the first timers, but then again, maybe she had done it before. 

The nurse almost screamed when she entered the room not expecting them to be there “Hello” Samael gave her a dashing smiled and could see her blushing as she greeted him back. “Looks like this young lady had a bad fall...” he explained to the woman pointing to the way the Familiar’s leg bend. The woman gasped and walked away to get a doctor right away. 

Turning to the girl Samael gripped the broken knee wanting to see the pain fluster in her face “Now little one... they are going to set your leg right“ he leaned in like he was smelling the pain in her. 

“Just remember... next time I will not be so nice to you“. And like he was on her, he was gone, turning to sit across the room and watched as the doctor walked in and started to look the girl over. 

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sugarhiighx​:

▐┊█ 🍭 •. He was persistent. 

   The teleport took her a little off guard – one second he was on the outside of the cell bars, and now he was in with her. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Technically, Samael hadn’t done anything to her, nor anything to warrant her short temper with him… but Anna had warned her. Then again, what worse could he do to her? 

   She felt more claustrophobic now than before. The cell was small enough without his big body taking up the room. Again he tried to speak. “I want for you to go away” she finally looked back at him, “and I’m not talking about the wall.” 

“Oh sweetie, you are breaking my heart.“ the angel almost sounded like she had actually offended him with her words. When in reality he couldn’t care less “Just wanted to see if you wanted to get out of this cell, but I see what I was wrong.”. When the angel stood up he made sure to lean into her space even more, his lips almost bushing against her shoulder. 

“Have a good day sweetie.“ and like he teleported in, he teleported out. 

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evetheqxeen​:

Fuming yet high on herself as Eve was feeling, she hadn’t really prepared for the consequences. Sure she knew they usually followed quickly, but being backhanded just like that? It took her off guard. And in her frail human form, she staggered back, just barely able to stay on her two feet. Her head was ringing loudly with pain, and her hand automatically went to her cheek. Still a deep growl resonated from the slim girl. “You can go to hell.” she snarled, the rest of her impulse control going out the window as she angled her body and then kicked him, right between his legs. Yeah it probably wouldn’t do much good with none of her demon strength, but god she just wanted to fight back. Maybe later she would decide it was futile and stupid. Maybe. 

“Inviting me home so soon.” he only had time to say before he saw a leg coming his way. Was she serious, or was she just that stupid? He got brats, he even liked them, but after that slap she clearly had a death wish. The Angel closed his legs just in the last second, locking her leg between them. Sadly she wasn’t the first one to try this move on him, and to be fair it worked better when the knee came up, not the foot. The foot gave him enough time to react. 

His hand came down, hitting her right in the knees bending it back. The sound was nasty, even to his ears. A Blast of blue energy rushed out of him, knocking her to the ground. His foot came up to step on her neck, keeping her down to the ground. He looked at his watch not really paying attention to the way she was gasping for air. The idea of twisting his foot and just snap her neck did cross his mind, but instead he eased up, letting her catch her breath.

“So tell me, what am I breaking next?!“ his shoe ran down the side of her cheek, like he was caressing her. 

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evetheqxeen​:

Eve’s eyes were shooting daggers as she leaned into her anger to push away any flicker of despair. It didn’t matter who she came across right now, she’d just spit her frustrations all over them. Considering how that had gone for her in the past you might have thought she had learned, but then again she was a creature of habit who seemed to be stuck in a never ending cycle of bad luck. “I said watch where you walk! When a girl tries to pass you, you step aside, asshole. Its called manners.” Eve lectured, sure that feeling good about it might be temporary. All around these people seemed to pop up, loving to put her in her place. The problem was she wouldn’t stay in it. 

Samael watched as the girl when of on a rant, lecturing him, of all people, about manners. It really reminded him of a Chihuahua, cute, but too annoying to let anything else about it to be noticeable. “Hum” was the only sound the master did before the back of his hand hit her across the face sending the tinny girl smashing against the wall next to her. “Manners you say?!“ How funny she mentioned manners when she clearly had forgotten hers. 

“Do you want to try that again...“

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evetheqxeen​:

“Watch it!” she exclaimed with annoyance, eying the person she’d shoulder crashed with. Her expression was beyond pissy after the day she’d had, feeling dirty and cold all over. If anyone dared cross her now she would jump down their throat without thinking. The entire world better just back the hell off.. 

Samael had barely felt the touch, and while the words had no meaning to him, it was the tone that made him turn around. He was surprised to find this tinny little thing looking back at him. She had this cute annoyed face on her, and an attitude behind her words that didn’t really match her side. She must be new around the cells.

“What?!“ he asked, like he hadn’t heard what she said, because in reality he hadn’t. 

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thedemxnlilith​:

she smiled almost innocently at that, but said nothing. of course she knew why, she was why. her head tilted, eyes boring into him as he spoke. though his words had every intention of trying to knock her down they only built her up stronger and stronger. “oh, samael..,” she hummed, smiling that usual smile, “this is completely natural, i’m what you know, what you need. you can’t help yourself,” she was speaking as if she was inside his head and in a way she was, she knew she had rooted herself so deep that she didn’t even need to listen in on his thoughts to know what he was thinking.

her head tilted just slightly to the side as his fingers brushed her skin, and even though he said everything that would seem to be the exact opposite of what she would want to hear, it didn’t bother her one bit. she knew as long as she was around he would always find his way back to her, no matter what she did. she continued to smile that same smile as he tilted her head up to look at him, “set you free?” she repeated, “you were never not free, my darling.”

she brought her hand up, her fingers gently dancing along his jawline. they were so close they could feel each other’s breathing fanning across their faces. “if you want to leave, go,” but they both knew he wouldn’t, not with the way her hands placed on his chest, the way they slowly slid up to his shoulders and brushed against his neck, or the way she leaned in closer, mere centimetres between their lips but she didn’t connect them. she wanted him to, she wanted him to prove her right, that he couldn’t help himself when she was around, that she was still his second nature like she had been all those years ago.

Maybe to a degree she was right, he couldn’t help himself. At least not when he first found her. She was everything he had never had, and she was sharing with him things he never knew could exist. Before her there was only God and duty, after her there was so much more. So in a way she was right, he couldn’t help himself around her. But it wasn’t all desire and attraction, there was still resentment for what she had done to him, Samael still felt betrayed by her, and he knew that no matter how his cock felt about her, he would never put his trust on her, not ever again. 

There she went, touching him, reminding the angel all the times he lost his mind over her. The was slighting tilt of his head as he moved into her hand. It felt like they were in a dance, one that needed no movement but it was beautiful in its own right. And once again, she was wrapped around his neck. So close that she was all he could smell. 

Samael knew if he locked his lips on hers he was done for, he would lose it like he did when he kissed her in his bedroom. So instead her turned her against the stall door, pressing her back to him. His lips locked to her neck, kissing and nibbling at the same time as his hands moved down the curves on her body. He pushed her ass back against him, the friction already showing how hard she had gotten him. 

“What you did to me the other night...“ his fingers moved up the slit of her dress “That wasn’t nice...” without warning, two of his fingers found their way inside her curving slightly aiming for the most sensitive spot inside. “I think you owe me an apology.”

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dextermassey​:

    Dexter just wanted to be free.

    It was a ridiculous notion, especially with how many times he’d been told he wasn’t going anywhere and probably never would be. But he wanted out– he wanted to breathe in the forest. He wanted to run. He wanted to do it without owing someone.

    The words coming from the man immediately had him snap. His eyes flashing and his body moving. “Fuck you!” He could set Sam off, and maybe the man would snap his neck and it would be over.

   Then the wolf was swinging his fist, anger written across his face.

Samael caught the upcoming fist in a dead grip, he was sure he heard a bone crack as he held his hand there, between the two. He had stopped Dexter, not because he was afraid of a broken nose, but because the boy would be in far worst trouble than he was already if he hit a master. Using the grip he had on the wolf’s hand he turned him around and pull him to a tight embrace. 

Iron like arms wrapped around Dexter’s body, restraint any type of movement from his part and squeezing him in, the same way a straight jacket would a crazy person. “It's okay” the angel didn’t tell him to calm down this time, just reassure him that what ever got him so worked up was normal.

 “I’m not letting you go.” not until he calmed down. 

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You'll be alright No one can hurt you now

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oncealcstsoul​:

it was almost as if every time samael spoke he was able to bring a blush to his cheeks. the slave kneeled before him, and his cheeks started slowly filling once again with a bright blush at his words. he couldn’t even say anything in return due to the collar still being in his mouth. his head lifted up a bit as his hand ran over his neck, his breath picking up at the mention of ears and tail. when he spoke of silas whining like a puppy he let out another whine, shifting on his knees. the idea was quite pleasant to silas, not that he could say anything about it with the collar still in his mouth.

once it was taken out of his mouth he straightened up, almost proud to have the collar being put on him. and he was proud, once it was secured he smiled a bit, loving the feeling of the pressure the collar left. he sucked in a breath as he was pulled closer, eyes widening a bit at his words and the kiss on his nose, “i don’t know.. sir,” he practically squeaked.

with the next order the slave got to his feet again, this time getting the leash quicker than he had gotten the collar. once he was on his knees again he tilted his chin up a bit almost as if he was presenting the leash to the other.

Samael was pretty sure the boy had an extra pep in his step when he went for the leash. Someone was far too eager and happy to be played around like a puppy. Well, some other time, and the master was sure he would have as much fun as he was right now. The angel had barely got hold on the leash, and Silas was already tilting his chin up to him, so he could be put on the leash. What a good boy he was. 

Linking the leash with the collar, Samael wrapped it around his wrist a could of times before giving it a pull to test the grip. Satisfied with the result, the master draped the leash behind the boy’s back, making sure that it touched the toy still inside the eager boy, before locking it in place with the chain still keeping Silas’s wrists tied up. With such grip, the boy would have to keep his head tiled back and his back arched or the collar would choke him. Knowing Silas as he did, he was sure the boy would do it a couple of times at least. 

But the strange position did something else, and that was what the Master actually wanted, it pushed the boy’s check up giving him more room to play. And play he did. Leaning down, Samael kissed, bit and suck on the boy's chest, not to mention the pinches his hands were doing. Between the whines and the moans, the toy came back to live, giving the boy’s something to distract himself as the master left bruise after bruise on the pale skin. When he was done, he stepped back, studying the abstract art he left behind. 

“No. Still cute“ he sounded almost disappoint by it, if it wasn’t the smirk that soon showed on his lips. 

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hound-fromthe-depthsofhell​:

Violet hummed in response since it was the only thing she could do. The feeling of his hand along her skin was nice. A warm touch to her awaiting ass. Nodding at the mention of a bloody red ass, she could imagine how good it would feel. And the bruising would be wonderful on her skin. His touch moved tot he rose tattoo. The idea of him carving her skin gave her shivers and made her wet. It was disappointing today wouldn’t be that day. 

He didn’t comment on the doctor tattoo. She wondered if he was curious or confused. After all there wasn’t an exact reasoning behind it. She just liked them and had enjoyed watching them from afar during her days in hell. Often she snuck out of the underworld to just watch the human world develop. Her spine tingled, goose bumps forming along her skin. The spot he had broken her anticipating the same move. It had been a wild feeling, one she somewhat liked. She wasn’t sure how or why though.

 Her moan was loud and surprised as she felt the fingers enter. Thankfully the water from the shower had helped with lubricating a bit. Her back arched a bit as the moans continued. It had been awhile since she did anal, but Violet did miss it. She was sure it would be tight since it had been so long. And she knew how much Samael would like that. Closing her eyes as the pleasure began to grow and make her crave it. 

It was tight, but it wasn’t unused, and by the way she moved and moan was clear she was enjoying the way his fingers forced her ass to open for him. “Someone is happy.” he kept on moving his fingers working her open “You are nothing but holes to enjoy... Am I wrong?” not that he had anything against it, if she was to be used, might as well enjoy hers. He wouldn’t stop her from doing it, if anything he wanted her to have her fun. The more she got, the tighter she would be, and to be fair, it was very rare the times he enjoyed someone ageist their will. He may push and get his before sharing the pleasure, but it took a certain hate for him to reach that level of abuse. 

Samael spited on her to help with the friction but it wasn’t much, in fact he liked the feeling of resistance from how tight she was. When he aligned his cock to her hole he could already feel the tight grip she was going to have on him. He had planned on torturing her a bit longer, but damn him if her ass squeezing his fingers wasn’t so damn tempting. He griped her by the hips and pushed himself in just an inch already stretching her. A slap came next, landing harshly on her ass “Push back.” another slap “If you are going to enjoy my cock the least you can do is fuck yourself in it.” the grip on her hip tighten, as so did the grip around his cock. “That’s it. Good little bitch.”

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esmebheriya​:

Plenty of good men did bad things. It was the next steps that mattered. At least Samael seemed to have a guilty conscious, enough to try and make up for what he had done. If the girl was smart, she’d turn him away and run but woman enamoured with a powerful man rarely saw past the shiny exterior. Esme liked Samael though, she didn’t know if that made her an accomplice but she appreciated that he was doing something to make amends.

“I know you won’t.” Esme believed him because Samael loved books as much as she did. These were special and private, it was like showing a part of her soul to someone else. She appreciated that his excitement matched her own when she collected another title. These were as precious as children to her. And he because he would keep them a secret, Esme could share this space with him. They would be here any time he needed an escape. 

Noticing what had caught the angel’s eye, Esme grinned, almost dancing across the room to stand by the book. “Somehow, I’m not surprised that you picked this one out,” she teased. Maybe one day he would be coming to pick up another book to apologise to a pretty girl, because the book was definitely for a girl. She knew an apology gift when she saw it. Esme had received many apology gifts over the years.

“Go for it. Besides, if you break it, you will be paying for it,” she joked. It was one of her favourite books but she trusted Samael’s respect for the old literature. 

Only when she mentioned that she wasn’t surprised by his choice did Samael realized what he had been drawn to. The story of a man that kidnapped a beautiful woman in the hopes she would fall for him only to show him the disfigured side in him. The angel could have laughed at the parallels, but he chose to believe it was the fact that the book was in its original language that puled him in. Not to mention the fact that the story didn’t end well for dear old Erik “It’s in French... I detest translations, you lose so much of the original beauty of the story.” he gave as an explanation, but even the master wasn’t believing his own words. 

With care to reached for the book, studying it for a moment. For such an old copy it was in perfect condition. Books were just not made as they used to be. These days, a strong wind can ruin a book in seconds, and Samael was not even going to talk about the terror that were virtual copies and e-books, he felt sick just thinking about it. “This is beautiful.” For all the books that had crossed his hands, he had yet to see this one. Opening the book, he traced his fingers over the typed letters, like he could read the book with his fingers. The thought of buying this copy did cross his mind, but he was already going to do a big hole with Robert Louis Stevenson book, he figured this one could wait a little longer. So he put it back before he convinced himself of actually doing it right at that second. 

“So, where do you have my new book?“ he said ‘his’ because he wished to believe she would figure the book was for himself, and not as a gift, but deep down he knew she could probably read him as easy as she could read any of the books in her shelves. 

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darkinsidemymind​:

Mathias dident like how sameal spoke, but that was mearly because the young angel dident have the patience. He laughed a little at what the other had to sat running his hands through is hair, as he locked eyes with sameal “Well being locked behind these bars do sent help” he said quipping back, 30 years of seritude had earned him this. Even when he was with micheal he had never felt like this, so broken so destroyed.

Mathias’s face dropped when the other confirmed what he had thought, he now remained silent. Fearing poking this bear would earn him a truth he’d rather not bare. Raz had always been a free bird, but when he disapeered it never really sat well hence how he had ended up in this hell hole.

Mathias bore a hole in the others eyes “ Im the cunt? Says the angel that was banished to the garden of eden you pompus twat” he spat at him as he looked further “Suppose I should ask how lilith is how rude of me? Corruption dident land on you will did it?” Now he was digging  himself a huge grave one he dident think he was getting out of anytime soon.

Samael’s brow rose as the boy started to talk about something Mathias knew nothing about. It was clear by the words he used the boy had heard rumors and gossips, but by the way he put his was it was clear Mathias didn’t know what he was talking about. “Next time you put your ear to the ground and your ass in the air to catch some Gossip you might as well pay attention to the story you are told and not to the one fucking you in the ass” 

The angel sounded bored with the conversation, mostly because he was “If you are trying to insult me, do your homework first.” Samael had never been banished to the garden of Eden, in fact, he could still walk in today if he wanted. He only had been a part involved in the banishing of Adam and Eve, but he hadn’t been banished himself. Not that he would correct Mathias knowledge on the subject.

“And by the way, Lilith is fine, I would send her your way, but she would be bored“ much like the master was at this point. “Not even her deserved to her you breathe...”