Monster fucker thoughts
When I say I want an angel to fuck me, I don't just mean have sex. I mean I want them to ruin me.
Fuck you so hard and with such love and devotion that they're WORSHIPING your body. Nothing else matters. You are their god now. That kind of devotion and this display of love transforms them. They quite literally fall for you.
They begin to grow horns from their skull, their wings stretch and contort into a blanket of shadow. A tail sprawls out behind them and what's their first instinct? To wrap it around you of course. They become a demon right Infront of your eyes and it's HOT. And yet, even still, here they are pounding into you.
Now that's the kinda loyalty I'd crave in an angel.