He's... just watching them bicker. Again. Eyes darting back and forth between the siblings. This is tiresome.
He's going to step between them, grabbing each brother and pulling their clothes so they're looking him in the eye.
This is a bold move, and definitely not something he should be doing as a guardian angel, but nobody upstairs has cared about what he's done with them so far. He looks at Gabe.
"Shut--" pulls him into a kiss, then looks at Lucifer.
"Up." And repeat. Distraction successful. Hopefully.
Angel!james and demon!sirius and priest!remus all thrusting into insync one in your mouth one in your ass and one in your cunt
"do you hear it?" the angel asks, pleased smile on his face as all your moans and whimpers dance together in the big empty church. "s'like i'm back in heaven"
"you don't get this shit in heaven, halo boy." the demon laughs meanly, hips slamming into you at a punishing pace. "little pussy 's a gateway to hell"
remus grunts from behind you, hands pulling your cheeks apart as he looks down to where he disappears into you "reckon I've found a new thing to worship"
description; james potter is an angel, more so than people think
a/n- this is completely self indulgent james shit thank u
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sometimes you wondered what james potter truly was. the enigma of him was overwhelming, frightening, and breathtakingly wishful at the same time.
you knew it from the moment you laid eyes on him, he wasn’t an ordinary human, the way his eyes shone, the way he threw his head back and laughed, the way his smile lit up his face.
no human could be so beautiful, no humans light could reach so far into your soul, and seep through your veins, the way he did.
there was no way you would be so enthralled by a human.
humanity wasn’t as beautiful as written in the books and poems on earth, it wasn’t full of love, it wasn’t as simple as fitting together perfectly.
humanity was cruel, was ugly, was full of pain and anger and uncontrollable lust for things that would ruin them.
james was none of those things, not in your mind, he was too much, too full, too beautiful to be ruined by humanity.
he must have been an angel, there was no other reason for stardust to fall from his fingers, to land upon his cheeks. no other explanation for the way his voice carried through a room and captured a part of everyone’s soul.
it was only a fact, james was an angel. you knew, it was obvious after you realized.
the way his head tilted slight to the side, as if his halo was too heavy for a moment. you wondered if it happened often, if his halo was permanently crooked, if he liked it that way, you knew it would suit him.
you wondered if his halo was golden, the same way the sun was in the early hours of the morning. or if it was silver, covered in stardust the same way his entire being seemed to be.
sometimes you sat and wondered about the wings you knew rested gently on his shoulder blades. you wondered if they made him clumsy, stumble and tripping. wondered if he turns too fast, they’ll knock something over, as they’re much bigger down here on earth.
you wonder if the feathers ever get ruffled, if he spends hours gently brushing his hands through them, placing each feather in its rightful place.
wonders if his wings spread out, demanding attention. wonders if they were white, with specks of golden brushing over feathers. or if they were black, dusted with silver, as if the night sky was covering them, the stars gleaming against the feathers.
you wondered if his hands brushed over flowers, they’d bloom. wondered if his lips dusted over your cheek, you’d feel your blood rush through your veins again. wondered if his light shone on the world, humanity would fix itself.
you could sit for days, wondering where he came from. if he fell, if he loved humanity enough to walk amongst them, wondered if he could ever love you enough. wondered if he fell to rebel, if he despised the other angels the same way humans hated each other. wondered if he was tired of being so pure, so wonderful.
you wondered if he came to earth to fall in love, to sing in the rain, to feel the sun radiate on his skin, to know how it feels to scream and cry, to laugh, to feel another person’s soul intertwine with yours.
you wonder if james fell to feel things angels were told to repress, wonder if he just wanted to bask in the “love” humanity basked in.
you wondered if anyone would ever tell the angel that humanity didn’t always work like that.
but then james would smile, or brush his hand against yours, or sometimes the sun would hit his eyes, or he’d hum along to a song he heard another person singing, and you knew.
james did not fall, he jumped, he succumbed himself to humanity because it’s were he belonged. roaming through forests, bopping his head to the songs he sung, pushing his arms out and spinning around as if the work revolves around him.
the angel saw humanity, saw the way their smiles glowed, saw the way they kissed cheeks and shared stories, saw the way the believed in the stars, and he wanted it, he craved it.
the angel was the one who fell in love with humanity.
and humanity might fall in love with him, you thought, how could they not? (after all, you fell for the angel, didn’t you?)
James comes to save you from Sirius, but ends up being corrupted himself.
Sirius has your legs spread open on one of the pews in the church, putting your pussy on display for both James and Remus. His fingers are buried in you, showing both men exactly how little your pussy can take.
"C'mon guys, don't you want to help me stretch her out?"
"but she's crying" the angel notes, hand brushing hair out of your flushed face with a frown on his own.
"she's crying 'cause her dumb little brain can't handle how good she feels" sirius' hand is rough as it grips your face, angling it so everyone can see it. "isn't that right, doll? you love having your little pussy spread open?"
"don't let her come" remus order from his spot on the pews. "she doesn't get to come until I have her"
guardian angel james who basically is more like the guardian of your pussy aka only he gets to fuck you and not some mortal man
"you were gonna let that— that man, that sinner, touch you" his wings flutter in disgust as his hips pick up at the pace, looking down at you with your thighs pressed to your chest, babbling and crying at the feeling of his cock hitting that spot with every thrust. "I couldn't let that happen, angel. that's what I'm here for. only the holiest of beings get to fuck you" he grunts, and then he leans down to kiss away the salty tears on your cheeks. "jus' doing what's best for you, alright darling? jus' looking out for you" your wobbly nod is all he needs to clear his conscience.
Fuck demon!sirius and dark!guardian angel James teaming up to make sure the only ones allowed to ruin you are them 😭😭😭
"did you think we wouldn't find out, little one?" the demon's voice is as sharp as the canines he sinks into the side of your neck. his chest glued to your back as he thrusts mercilessly into your ass.
the angel you're laying on is no better, his eyes darker than you've ever seen them as he forcefully grinds your hips down on his cock, hard and snug inside your walls. "guess it's our fault. thought your stupid little brain could make good decisions. but you're just a dumb little pet aren't you?" his hand is rough as it angles your flushed face to look into his eyes "can't even think for yourself"
it appears the only way to get an angel and a demon to work together is when someone threatens to take what's theirs. it was stupid of you to think they wouldn't find you, sneaking around behind their backs to meet with a measly human. well now you have to pay for it, and they're determined to never let you forget who owns you.
They've all found something better than God to worship IS SO FUCKING DELICIOUS.
They take turns eating her out. It's their new version of communion (or something idk anything about Catholicism)
Remus bending you over his desk to fuck you hard because that's the best way to worship your pussy.
James letting you see/touch his wings while you ride him. It’s probably a very intimate thing to share.
Looking up at Sirius while he fucks your throat, telling you how pitiful you look on your knees with a demon's cock in your mouth. Degrading you for corrupting two holy men. Demanding that you accept his offering as he comes all over your face.
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💀💀💀💀💀💀
Oh shit oh shit.
Kneeling as all three men stand in a circle around you,
"You're going to accept our offerings, bunny? Gonna let us cover you in our cum? Nuh uh, it would be really rude of you to wipe it off so soon. As our new deity, you have to be kind to your subjects and take what we give you happily."
Shut the fuck up DARK guardian angel james ???? Kitty is throbbing
yuh huhhhh
dark angel!james who justifies killing every man that pursues you in the name of protecting your virtue, he takes his job as a guardian angel very seriously and will not hesitate to take a life if it means keeping your pussy clean and pure. he fucks you daily just for maintenance </3
