Uriel Zeriah

Fallen Angel - 37/998 - Guard at The Institute

[xavier-lennon]

Uriel caught his attention even before the clinic became illuminated. In all his years at the Institute, he had never heard the man swear. Xavier looked up at the guard with equal parts contentment and concern. Although he had no issues with him, there was something undeniably satisfying in seeing even the powerful members of this school struggle. Only in this case, it meant that they were all doomed.

Xavier scanned the room briefly. He had done what he could for the people in this room. Yet there was a lingering feeling that it had not been enough and he knew for a fact that he wasn’t alone in thinking so. “You have no idea how long this is gonna last, do you?”, he turned to Uriel. Xavier realized that they had never spoken before. Even if he had received further information, there was no way of knowing if he would share it with him. “…Is there anything I can do?”

[urielscorruption]

Uriel looked down to see who had spoken to him.  The fallen angel recognized one of the slaves that had been here a while.  There seemed to be a good number of slaves that had decided to stick it out here on the island, despite their option to leave.

“How would I know?”  Uriel asked, growling softly at the lack of the required honorific.  “I am neither omniscient nor a deity.  I was tasked to guard this location so I do not know what is going on outside.”  Uriel started to turn away when the slave spoke again, drawing his attention back to the slave.  “Well, considering that I do not know why the power has gone out outside of speculation, I do not know what you could do to assist.”  He started to turn away before stopping and holding out his hand, a ball of light forming in his palm.  “Here, take that to the other side of the shelter and see if any others need light.  I can make a few of these for those that need it.”

[urielscorruption]

Tommy was just.. well, just fucking tired. Being out from the protective shadow of his Master was not so great to be honest. It felt really small and vulnerable being a human on this island right at that moment. And that smallness was only made all too real when he looked up from his phone to see that he was sitting next to... Who the hell was he looking at? Or what. The guy looked like what he pictured when people talked about 'The Angel of the Lord! Dramatic Reverb!' He was wearing armor and had wings. Real live wings. He'd lived her long enough that it should surprise him, but really most supernaturals were also super subtle in his experience. But that was probably when things were being normal. Right now things were the exact opposite of normal. He realized he was starring so forced himself to look back at his phone, but as soon as he did the lights went out. There were a few shouts from the room and even more groans. People were getting exhausted by the constant bombardment of badness. No sooner had the light been extinguished than a bright glow grew from right beside him. His eyes were wide as he nodded, finally giving a little laugh. "That's pretty handy actually. Don't ever gotta pay an electric bill eh?" He looked around. "Umm but seriously this is not a good sign is it?" If the dude was an angel, he would know about signs right?

Uriel looked down when he heard someone speak, shifting his spear to behind his shoulder so he could see who he was talking to.  He recognized the slave's face, but his name escaped him at the moment.  He knew he was one of the claimed ones and that was about it.  His eyebrow rose at the slave's quip and he snorted.  “This is not practical for lighting a home.  It takes my own personal energy to produce these lights.  I can tie them off but then they are limited being as bright as they are when I make them.  So not really very useful in the long run.”  Uriel's other eyebrow rose and he shook his head.  “It's probably nothing.  Given the amount of destruction on the island, it's very possible that the electrical grid has suffered enough damage that it finally gave out under the strain.  The world is much more mundane than this island makes it out to be.”

@tommyheavyshield

[theodorawilson]

trapped | uriel & teddy

There were few things that Teddy prided herself on; she was too young to have discovered too many of them. Her abilities to process language topped the list, as well as her tendency to remain calm and even in tense situations - usually ones she'd caused with her callousness. Even the administration building being attacked could have prepared her for her suite to seemingly explode around her.

The shapeshifter's ears were ringing, legs pinned by rubble that no amount of supernatural strength could budge alone. Not when fear had gripped her heart and had her panicking. Just when she'd started to make the island feel like home, everything had gone up in a burst of flame and shrapnel. One thing in particular echoed in her thoughts - she had to get out of here before everything began to collapse even further.

"Somebody help! Please! I can't do this alone!"

@urielscorruption

[urielscorruption]

Uriel had been at his home when the explosion rocked the island, pulling the fallen angel from his reverie.  Making sure his Rod of Punishment was on his hip, he quickly teleported to the ruins of the administration building, sighing heavily.  The angel didn't really care who ran the place but was annoyed at the unnecessary and wanton destruction.

Moving over to the ruins of the housing building, Uriel started helping gather people up and get them moving out of the area.  His abilities as an angel helped him find people trapped in the rubble, able to hear them cry out for help.  It was during one such trip that he heard a feminine voice call out.

Teleporting to the area he heard the voice, Uriel looked around before his golden eyes fell upon a girl trapped in the rubble.  "Don't worry, I will get you out of there,"  he said calmly, drawing his rod and extending a short golden blade.  "Don't move around too much.  This blade will cut through anything, including your flesh and I assume you are rather attached to your limbs."

[urielscorruption]

Lights Out - Uriel & Open

Location: The Clinic

The fallen angel heaved a sigh as he leaned against the spear that he had formed from his Rod of Punishment.  Given the nature of everything that was happening, Uriel had decided to forgo his usual linen clothing for his heavenly raiment, armor, wings and all.  Thankfully he didn't need to sleep or he would be exhausted.  He let his gaze drift over all of the people that were sheltering in the clinic, idly wondering what was going to happen next.  Of course, that's when the power went out in the clinic.  "Oh are you fucking kidding me," he growled.  Straightening up with another sigh, Uriel focused his ability to create light on the tip of his spear, allowing it to glow softly.  "At least we have some light," he commented offhandedly to the person next to him.

@the-institute-starters

[urielscorruption]

scarlettxmcknight​:

Scarlett let out an exhausted breath at his words, her pride hurting that he was seeing her like this and she wasn’t fighting back. But she couldn’t bring herself to do or say much more than she already had. When she felt a hand on her cheek she jumped slightly and instinctively turned away from the touch. But suddenly she felt a surge move through her and she felt like she had more energy, the pain wasn’t quite so bad. Her brow furrowed behind the blindfold in confusion, “What - why…did you just help me?” she asked softly. Scarlett wondered if it was so she had enough energy to withstand whatever he wanted to do to her next.

There was a faint smile on Uriel's face as he cupped Scarlett's face to transfer energy into Scarlett.  The rules prevented him from curing her completely, but that didn't mean he couldn't provide some relief.  He heard her question and smiled softly at her.  "You and I have known each other long enough to know that I hate these mass punishment events.  It does no good to punish an individual slave for the failures of the group.  You have not crossed my desk as being more obstinate than usual so I don't feel that you deserve this treatment.  I actually have hope that you might become a more biddable slave."

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tessa-fox​:

Her inexperience surprisingly worked in her favour. At least it saved her from making too much of a scene and in turn, helped her earn some patience from the Master. This didn’t make the situation any less scary but she had enough to concentrate on as there was. Even the grip on his legs was careful, only tightening as she needed to stabilize herself.

The pace Uriel set was far harder to keep up with but she was glad that he took over. It allowed her even to close her eyes as he fucked her. She was surprised at the variety of noises coming from him and her both in the process. “Mhmm” One could almost assume that she enjoyed it, though that was maybe an exaggeration. Tessa felt too many things at once including embarrassment for being in this position and for her innocence, excitement that she managed to arouse him, but also maybe a hint of arousal as she began to her sexuality.  

Uriel was a little amused at how tentative the slave girl was, but he chalked that up to the fact that she was unfamiliar with him.  At least she wasn't making the rookie mistake of trying to dig her nails or fingers into his legs.  As long as she didn't make any of the common rookie mistakes he'd be able to see this through to its completion.  He might even enjoy himself a bit if that happened.

Even though this was supposed to be a punishment, Uriel was willing to give the girl a little leeway since she came and admitted the crime to him, even if she was pushed to it by a spell.  As he continued to pump his cock in and out of Tessa's mouth, he could feel himself reaching closer toward his climax.  "I am going to cum and fill your mouth with my seed soon.  You will swallow it all down and then we will see how much further your punishment lasts.  Nod if you understand."

[urielscorruption]

rowanxaubri​:

She could have sworn she felt his growl travel down her spine, closely followed by a shiver.  It always felt so primal when she was able to pull those noises out of Uriel, especially given how composed he presented himself to the world.  A whine left her throat as he continued to tease her, all attention to his length abandoned as she held tight onto her orgasm before it could leave her.  Once upon a time it would have been impossible, but the island’s fascination with edging eventually gave her some semblance of self-control.  Even with that, Rowan still cried out loudly as permission was finally given and pleasure flooded her body.  It was all she could do to keep a hold of his body to keep herself upright as each wave threatened to overtake her.  This was why she both loved and hated edging, the intensity of the orgasm that usually followed.

Uriel knew exactly how Rowan reacted when he edged her, and the extent of the love/hate relationship she had with it.  It was part of the reason he did it to her so often, to get that kind of reaction from her.  His grip tightened on her as her orgasm spiked through her, a chuckle falling from his lips as she cried out.  "Sounds like someone needed that release."  Shifting his stance, the fallen angel draped his wings over Rowan to give her a semblance of privacy while she recovered.

[urielscorruption]

Text: I'm stuck in a boring meeting. What are the chances you could get me away from it?

{Text-Uriel}: And here I thought you mortals liked your boring meetings. What is it for?

@thaliaxmoore

[urielscorruption]

thaliaxmoore​:

Text: Said who?

Text: Teambildung workshop. We do one every year… What are you up to?

{Text-Uriel}:  In my observations you mortals seem to fill your lives with endless meetings over useless topics.  It was much simpler back in the day

{Text-Uriel}:  I was considering taking the school’s yacht out for some sailing, why?

[urielscorruption]

Text: I'm stuck in a boring meeting. What are the chances you could get me away from it?

{Text-Uriel}: And here I thought you mortals liked your boring meetings. What is it for?

@thaliaxmoore

[urielscorruption]

tessa-fox​:

“Obviously”, Tessa repeated in a manner that indicated precisely the opposite. “Something tells me this school is more interested in my potential for other, non-academic things” – which admittedly, was a far greater miscalculation on their behalf. She didn’t actually think she was stupid, though the same certainty could not be applied to her potential as a slave. In fact, it was quite worrying that something, which she believed nobody should ever even strive for, was able to affect her confidence so much. But at least she had enough tact not to offload the entirety of her depression onto the angel.

Had not her own moral compass guided her to avert her attention away from her own musings and back to the present, Uriel’s sudden burst of laughter would have surely done the same. Tessa had never heard him laugh before. She wasn’t even sure what brought it on but her own lips twitched upwards, albeit cautiously, in response. “I’ll never understand why that is”, the brunette conceded only half-jokingly. “But I guess that’s a compliment somehow”

Thanks to their banter – and maybe previous experience – Tessa had managed to relax in spite of her position. It was only now that Uriel was finished preparing that the nervousness came rushing back. She turned her head to look at that what he had set up but only briefly. “You have been trained?” It showed that maybe Uriel was right in saying that humans were more alike than they were dissimilar. Tessa did not care for gossip and yet something intrinsic to her nature forbade her to let that comment slide. “Like this you mean? Is that… Is that how you became interested in this?”

– Did they even do such things in heaven?

Uriel’s eyebrow rose at the slave girl’s attitude, a look of displeasure obvious on his face.  “You might think so given the predilections of some people on the island but you’d be wrong.  This school prides itself on putting out highly educated students, and if those students are also well-trained for certain... lifestyles, then so be it.  If you fail out of your classes they will send you home.”  There was obviously more the woman had to say, but he couldn’t know if she didn’t say.

“It is,” Uriel remarked, chuckling a little.  “What you nee to understand is that Heaven has no variation.  Everyone has a specific job and without the influence of mortals, nothing every really changes.  Everything runs as it should, as God ordained it should.”  The amount of disdain in his voice was clear proof of his opinion on that.  “Mortals make things... more exciting.”

That was a question that he had not at all expected, the fallen angel actually stopping for a moment.  “That is a topic that I have not talked about for years and is a long story full of details and secrets that I will not be sharing with you.  The part that I will share is that when I first started my extended foray to Earth over 1000 years ago I met a Succubus that shared with me the wonders of mortal sex in all of its varieties.  That’s where I first developed an interest in the more... experimental side of the human experience.”

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greenyarthistorygirl​:

Judith was in the mood to draw something and also it was for an assignment so two birds with one stone right? She stayed on the path she knew so she wouldnt get lost and thought about the waterfall some of her classmates told her about. So following the directions one of the girls gave her she was able to find the waterfall and it was just as beautiful as they said it was. It got her excited to draw such a feature until something else caught her eye. A gentleman was in the water under the waterfall spreading out what looked like wings. It was majestic sight to her and she took out her sketch book right away to get it on paper before it was too late. She just got the sketch down before hearing the gentleman call out asking her a question. She was completely caught off guard that she fell backwards into the dirty dropping her sketchbook. 

“Ow………sorry sir.” She gets up wiping the dirt off of her clothes and picking up her sketch book. “I-I really like your wings……they were really beautiful and so large too. Are you an angel?” She didnt think angels truly existed but being a supernatrual school they could have been right in front of her the whole time without knowing. “I didnt mean to interrupt your bathing I just wanted to draw something and you caught my eye……” She blushes a bit looking down shyly holding the book close to her chest. 

Uriel turned more fully to face the slave girl, completely unconcerned by his nakedness.  It wasn't like he had anything to be embarrassed about, he was created to be the perfect representation of God's image after all.  "Thank you for the compliment, and yes, I am an angel.  My name is Uriel and I'm one of the guards here."  Stepping out from under the spray of the waterfall, Uriel flapped his wings a bit to shed the excess water before flying over to where his clothes lay.  "It's not unusual that I caught your eye.  Most people have that reaction when they see an angel in this form as opposed to when we look more human."  Nodding at the woman's sketchbook, one of the fallen angel's eyebrows rose.  "Is that for school or do you sketch for yourself?"

[urielscorruption]

witchyveritty​:

Veritty couldn’t remember the last time she had practised probably one of her favorite ways of relaxing. As many people used to cook, torture those around them or simply live a bad people, for the witch right on the second place, after reading a good spell book, came archery. It was something she had learned in her years walking over the Earth, accepting her true nature and trying to find out what kinds of stuff she exactly loved to do. At first, of course, she wasn’t that precise but after some time, she picked up the hang of it. And did so pretty fast, if she had to add. So now, after another arrow had landed with a cutting noise right into the bulls eye, instead of reaching out to recharge like people normally did, after a flick of her wrist and a short spell, the next arrow landed perfectly into her open palm. “I really suggest you to move out of the way of my target unless you want to turn into my next one”, too sweetly remarked the redheaded witch, just then looking over at the person who dared to interrupt her. Who knew if she was actually kidding. “Unless that’s what you want, of course.”

@the-institute-starters​

Given his job, Uriel could often be found wandering the grounds of the island, keeping an eye on the goings on.  Over the years he had come to explore most of the island's different biomes and he had decided that both the beach and the forest were his favorite.  The fallen angel feared nothing on the island, especially not any of the people.  There were a negligible number of people on this island that could threaten him.  It's why he had such a look of bemusement on his face when a woman's voice pulled him from his musings.  The issued threat amused him as he tucked his hands behind his back.  "You are more than welcome to attempt such an action, though it will not go the way you think it will."  His eyes briefly glowed golden as his lips turned up into a smile.

[urielscorruption]

scarlettxmcknight​:

Scarlett tried to guess at what time it was, to see if she could figure out how much longer she would be strung up like this. When she suddenly felt someone remove her headphones she let out a small gasp, briefly wondering if this was ending or if more pain was coming quickly after. She recognized the voice as soon as she heard it and couldn’t help the chill of fear that ran down her back. Scarlett was too exhausted to put on her usual tough front, so she just shook her head. “It wouldn’t make much sense, no.” she agreed tiredly.

Uriel's eyebrow climbed up his forehead at Scarlett's tone, or rather, her lack of one.  He'd wondered if she was going to keep up her attitude throughout this event and it seemed as though eventually even Scarlett couldn't keep it up indefinitely.  "Interesting.  I suppose even you have a breaking point.  Most mortals do after all."  His head cocked to the side as he examined the slave girl before coming to a decision.  "I'm not allowed to fully heal you but," the fallen angel paused as he placed a hand against her cheek, pushing a wave of rejuvenating energy through her body.  "This much I'm allowed to do."

[urielscorruption]

scarlettxmcknight​:

No Rest for the Wicked || Uriel & Scar

Scarlett wrapped her fingers around the chains holding her wrists in place and held on. She wished it was to brace herself as she’d done before, but this time it was to hold herself up and take some weight off her wrists. This had to be nearly done for the day, or at least that’s what she reasoned to herself at this point. Her body was aching, her skin was bright red and broken in places, and she was growing mentally exhausted from this long day. She really hoped that this would end soon.

@urielscorruption

Uriel sighed as he walked up and down the quad, his arms tucked behind his back as was his usual method.  He hated these mass punishment events and the idea that there was some kind of band of rebel slaves was an insult to the fallen angel.  Sure there were slaves that rebelled, but in high enough numbers in pull of that kind of prank?  The thought was laughable.  If anything it was more likely the work of that woman who had come to visit… Delphine.  Regardless, this was his job and he was an angel of punishment after all.  Seeing someone he recognized he strolled over and slipped the headphones off her head.  "Well, it seems you've received your fair share of attention today, no?  Not much use in punishing you now is there?"

[urielscorruption]

rowanxaubri​:

The soft growl was enough to remind her of the precarious nature of their relationship.  Navigating this was still new, tentative.  When she’d promised him she’d do her best to behave, she’d meant it.  But it was in her nature to test boundaries, particularly when she was feeling bratty.  The warning was heeded, even if part of her still wanted to poke the bear.  Lips twisting, she gazed down at her lap for a moment before nodding.  “Thank you for the Taco Bell, Master,” was finally eked out, hoping it would be enough to stop him from growling at her again.  There was something primal and sexy about hearing it, but as a slave, it was a little scary.

One chalupa devoured, it meant for a slightly slower pace for the second.  Hearing Uriel return to the teasing tone they often bantered with allowed her to relax again, chewing her food almost thoughtfully as she debated how to counter his words.  “But haven’t I earned a reward?  ‘Be Prepared’ was originally written about me, not Scar.”

Uriel let out a small sigh as he tried to reign himself in a bit.  It was an intriguing problem to have, navigating the changes to their relationship.  Shaking his head a little, the fallen angel nodded and reached out to tip her face back up so she was looking at him.  "You're very much welcome.  I'm aware of how much you enjoy their brand of faux Mexican."  He laughed as he brought his burrito back up to his mouth, taking a bite out of it and grinning at the human in his lap.

He could feel her relax on his lap as she seemed to settle into the new paradigm of their relationship.  He was sure there was going to be more shifts as time went on.  He couldn't help but laugh at her comment, his head shaking in amusement.  "You should probably consider finishing your food before you think about getting a reward."

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tessa-fox​:

Good girl. Uriel’s compliment had her freeze momentarily, almost choking on his cock as she did so. Tessa did not expect to hear him speak until she was done, much less to compliment her. She did not think she was doing well. Giving the man a blowjob was perhaps one of the most awkward things she was made to do at this school. Every motion felt unnatural; every minute that passed almost like poison to her confidence. His words put a halt to the latter, at least, even if she was sure that it was a lie. And what did it matter? Tessa resumed her work in silence, even increasing her pace under the guidance of his hand. Although she had her eyes closed, she felt him grow larger and stiffer inside her mouth. How long until…? And would have have to…?

“Mhmm-“ Perhaps more a moan of surprise than discomfort escaped her lips as he held her in place at the base of his cock. Sure, it had been naïve to think that she could autopilot through this punishment. More and more, he pulsated inside her. Tessa opened her eyes and realized how close she was to him now. “mhh?”

It was interesting to watch as Tessa froze at his compliment, his eyebrow rising slightly.  He had not expected his words to have that much of an impact.  It was obvious that she was inexperienced, something that was not likely to last on the island.  Once others caught wind of her inexperience they would obviously take advantage of it, it was an inevitability.  Regardless, it didn't have any bearing on how he was planning on handling her punishment.

It wasn't a terrible blowjob as such things go, but the slave girl's inexperience was noticeable.  Once he took control, he was able to set a better pace, one that would actually see him finish as he fucked her face.  "That's better.  I'm sure once you get some more experience you'll be able to do this just fine."  A small noise of approval leaked out of him as he continued to pump his cock deep into her mouth and throat.

[urielscorruption]

Hidden Divinity - Uriel/Judith

Despite careful measurements, there was an element of Uriel's home that did not quite meet expectations.  That element was his bath, at least as far as his wingspan went.  Sure, it was a large shower, but it did not afford the fallen angel the ability to wash his wings on the rare moments they became dirty.  That he left up to the waterfall, a body of water vast enough for him to extend his wings and wash between the feathers.  Sure it was an inconvenience, but it was one Uriel was willing to accept to allow him to ensure that all of him got clean.  Besides, there was something to bathing under the waterfall that appealed to his primordial self.

He sensed the woman's presence as he appeared under the waters of the falls, but he discounted hee as he sought the pleasure wrought from truly cleaning his body.  It wasn't until he had finished bathing in his entirety that he finally spoke, drawing the attention of the onlooker to him.  "Did you get a good glimpse of that which is hidden from most mortals?"

@greenyarthistorygirl​