The Pew Beneath Us Pt. 01

I knew I didn't look like I belonged here. Not dressed like this. My bikini top was still tied beneath a fitted crop tank, and my wrap skirt sat high on my hips, showing plenty of leg as I sat in the empty pew. My abs stayed flat no matter what I ate, and I had worked hard for that. My breasts looked good, lifted and full beneath the thin fabric, just enough to make people look twice. I knew what my body did to people. My butt had always been one of my favorite features, round, high, and firm from years of dancing. My hair was still a little damp from earlier, blonde waves falling over my shoulders, and my makeup had held up better than expected. I looked put together. Sexy. The kind of woman people assumed had everything. But inside, I felt small. I felt tired. And for the first time in a long time, I didn't know what I needed.

So, I came somewhere I thought might help. In a church I hadn't thought about in a decade.

I sat down slowly in the second pew because sitting in the front felt like lying, and the back felt like hiding. The silence settled in around me like smoke, curling into the hollows I tried to ignore.

My name is Haley Brown. I'm thirty-one years old. I live in a downtown loft with floor-to-ceiling windows and a closet full of bikinis. I teach online dance fitness to thousands of subscribers. I post content every day. I have a body I worked hard for, skin that glows, a laugh that brands love, and enough followers to make strangers think I'm important.

And yet...

I haven't felt anything in weeks.

Not during sex. Not during selfies. Not even during the insane high I got from being recognized at Erewhon last Tuesday.

I feel like I'm fading. Quietly. Beautifully. From the inside out.

I stared up at the stained glass, as if it might offer answers. God, it was beautiful. Too beautiful for someone like me, who hadn't prayed in years, unless you count asking the algorithm to be merciful.

I leaned forward, pressing my elbows to my thighs, hands laced under my chin.

"I don't even know what I'm asking for," I whispered. "But if someone's out there... I just need something real. I need to feel like I'm not... empty."

I closed my eyes. Took a breath.

And in that breath, something changed.

The air thickened. The silence wasn't silent anymore. I didn't move. Not at first. But when I opened my eyes, I wasn't alone anymore. And I jumped.

Two men stood at the end of the aisle.

My heart slammed against my ribs as I twisted toward the entrance behind me. Locked. Still empty. Still silent. I hadn't heard anyone come in. Not a footstep. Not a creak. Nothing.

I was alone a second ago.

Now I wasn't.

Instinct kicked in. My pulse raced. One arm curled around my chest, suddenly too aware of how little I was wearing. My breath caught in my throat.

They didn't speak. Didn't move. Just watched.

One stood in a shaft of colored light pouring from the stained glass, like the window had been designed just for him. Tall. Impossibly tall. His hair was pale, almost silver, falling past his shoulders like something out of a dream I wasn't supposed to remember. His skin seemed to glow. His clothes, if you could call them that, were fluid, almost too elegant to make sense. He looked untouched. Unbothered. Beautiful in a way that made my chest ache.

The other stood in the shadows near the candles. Thick shoulders. Dark eyes. Hair that looked like fingers had just been in it.

He was shirtless beneath an open black jacket, tattoos curling over his ribs. His pants rode low on his hips, and he had that kind of jaw, the kind you fantasize about without meaning to. The kind that hurts a little to look at too long.

He tilted his head. Smirked. Like he knew exactly what I was thinking.

I felt sick. Hot. Cornered.

What the hell were they doing here?

My legs wanted to run, but my body stayed frozen in place, back pressed to the pew, arms crossed tight over my stomach, every cell screaming do not move.

They didn't step forward.

They didn't explain.

They just looked at me like I'd summoned them without meaning to.

Like they'd been waiting.

The golden-skinned man took a step towards. Or glided towards me. I couldn't quite tell. He looked back at his companion, gave him a look of disdain, then back at me. "Hello, Haley. My name is Cassiel," he said, his voice hard to place, like he was almost singing, but also like he wasn't alone as he talked.

"Um, hi? How did you know my name? Do you work here? Are you a priest or pastor or something?" I asked, looking around to see if anybody else was in the church and where the nearest exit was.

"In a way. I'm here to help those who ask for it. As for how I knew your name, let's just say it was a lucky guess," I heard him say, as he took another step towards me.

"Yeah, sure. You're probably one of those creeps that follow me online. Did you stalk me here? What are you going to do with me? I'm calling the cops now!" I stood up from the pew, fully prepared to run.

"Oh, that won't be necessary. No harm will come to you as long as you stay here. You'll find the police quite useless here. Same with your phone," Cassiel said, waving his hand.

I held up my phone, attempting to unlock. I needed somebody to help me, police or not. But nothing on my phone was working. I tried to reset it, press the buttons and screen, even tried voice commands but it was frozen solid. I made my mind up to run out of the building and start screaming for help. I took a step out of the pew, walking backwards towards the door, my eyes never leaving the two men, whose eyes had also never left me.

They watched me as I walked to the door, ready to turn and run or fight them off if they came closer. Instead, when I reached the door, I felt the rush of wind as the door slammed shut behind me. I instantly turned, reaching for the handle and tried to push the door open, but it was stuck. I shook and rattled the handle, pushing as hard as I could, but it wouldn't budge. I started hitting and kicking the door, screaming for help, and hoping that somebody on the outside would hear me.

I ran to another door, and tried the same thing, but it was also stuck. My phone was still frozen. I could feel myself starting to panic when the man who called himself Cassiel said, "Haley, please, come sit down. You will be OK. I promise. I will protect you."

"PROTECT ME!? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHY AM I TRAPPED IN HERE? HOW DID YOU TRAP ME IN HERE?" I yelled as loud as possible, still hoping that someone would hear me.

"Yes, Haley. No harm will come to you inside here. Please, come sit down so we can explain," Cassiel said.

I looked all over the church but couldn't figure out how to get out. I finally looked at Cassiel eyes, noticed how piercing and silver they were, almost unhuman, and actually felt a calm come over me. I glanced at the other man, unmoving and unwavering behind him. I walked to another pew, a few behind where I had been sitting before, and took a seat. "Ok. Go. Explain."

"As I said, my name is Cassiel. I am an angel. I heard your plea for help. And I'm here to provide that help," he calmly explained.

I scoffed and snorted. An angel? What the hell? How much did I have to drink? I must have fallen asleep.

"I know you don't believe me. Most usually don't," Cassiel continued but I interrupted.

"You're right, I don't. Where are your wings? Or a robe? And who is this other guy?"

Cassiel once again looked back at the other, shorter man, giving him a dirty look, and said, "Wings are just something you humans came up with to showcase an angel. I don't need them. Same with a robe. As for him... just ignore him. It's always the best to do."

"Ok. So... prove it. If you're an angel, prove it," I said, still trying to figure out how to get out and praying that my phone would start working.

"You don't need to pray that your phone will start working. It's working fine. But like the doors, it's... temporarily silenced." Cassiel said calmly.

"Well, I don't know how you did that but that doesn't prove anything. You probably got some kind of electric blocking device," I said in disbelief.

"May I approach you?" Cassiel asked me and I slowly nodded my head.

"Thank you. I'm sorry my presence upsets you. I only want peace and to help. You have an old ankle injury, right? From dancing? May I see it?" Cassiel knelt in front of me, his hands reaching for my leg.

I thought about it for a second, figuring if he tried anything, I would be able to kick him in the face or nuts and run. I pulled up my cream skirt and stuck out my left leg. Cassiel gently took my foot in his hand and laughed. "Haley, this ankle is fine. You hurt your right ankle. I know you didn't forget, especially since you accidentally kicked the door with it and now it stings."

He put my left foot down and grabbed my right foot, holding it up to him. He was right, it was aching. I watched as he pressed the middle finger of his hand on my ankle bone, hummed as he pressed down on it, and I instantly felt the pain disappear as he sat my foot down. "There. You'll never feel that pain again."

I lifted my foot up, twisting and rolling it around, completely pain-free. For the first time in years. "Ok, how the fuck?"

"Is there anything else I can do? Or can I offer my help for what you were praying for now?" Cassiel stood up as he talked, looking down at me. I nodded again, wondering if my ankle was truly healed.

"You don't realize it, but you seek peace. You feel superficial and hate it. I can take that away. If you accept my offer, you'll never feel those doubts again. Your beauty will last, your friends will truly be your friends, and you'll truly know why you were put on this earth," Cassiel explained.

"An offer? If you're an angel, why can't you just do it out of the kindness of your heart?"

Cassiel laughed, a quiet chuckle that filled the chapel. "Maybe a couple thousand years ago. When times were simple. We used to ask for obedience. Pray to God, be a good human, spread his word. All good things, of course. But, now, we've kind of gone our own ways. We still offer help when needed. And usually grant it without getting directly involved. But, every once in a while, we want a little more. Crave a little. The world has gotten too big, too populated, that it's impossible to truly spread our word. So, we come and go as we please, and nobody ever believes when somebody else says they saw an angel."

"Ok? So, what exactly does that mean?"

"I want you to please me, the way you pleased your boyfriend last night," Cassiel said simply, like he was asking me to hand him something.

"What?" I asked, wondering if I heard him right and back in disbelief.

"Last night. You were with your boyfriend. You gave him a blowjob. I want one. From you. And I'll make all your fears go away," he said with a smile.

"What the fuck? You are a stalker! Let me the fuck out of here!" I stood up from the pew and attempted to kick Cassiel. I know that my foot should have connected with how close we were, but I watched as it floated through him and I didn't feel anything. Confused, I pushed my way pass him, determined to get out.

Instead, I felt myself being lifted into the air by an unknown force. No arms had grabbed me. No wires or cables. I was... floating. From the other side of the chapel, I heard a deep, booming voice said, "Enough, Cassiel. It's my turn."

Against my will, I turned to face the other man, who until now had remained silent. He marched up to me, his feet making a bang as he stepped. "My name is Asriel. Unlike my friend here, I will not beat around the bush. I am a demon. Where what Cassiel offers you sounds great, I'm here to tell you it is not. His taking away your fear, is him taking away your feelings completely. You won't fear anything because you'll be void of feeling. His claim of peace will only seem like peace because you'll never know better."

By now, Asriel was standing in front of me and I was staring into his eyes, as I was still suspended in mid-air.

"Oh, and his asking for a blowjob? It won't be a one time thing. Since you won't know any better, he'll come whenever he wants and get one. If not more."

I could hear Cassiel voicing his displeasure behind me, but was memorized by what Asriel was saying. "And let me guess, your offer will leave me much happier but at a steeper price?"

Asriel chuckled softly, sounding much like Cassiel did. "Yes... and no. My offer isn't as complicated. You give into me, just once, and I'll give you your hearts desire. And, yes, I know about what you truly want. You, Haley Brown, want freedom from control. You're tired of pretending, Haley. Pretending you're not angry. Not hungry. Not dying for someone to take you apart. I won't fix you. I'll free you."

"If you want to free me, then set me down and let me out," I said.

"Ok," Asriel said and with a wave of his hand, I was back standing on the floor of the church and both doors opened. I nodded and started towards one of them.

Before I reached the door, Cassiel called out to me. "Haley, you are free to leave, of course. We gave you our offers and you're not being forced to choose either. You can freely walk away. But, before you do, let me tell you about your future. Your views are going to start dropping soon. You'll feel the need for plastic surgery to stay 'hot.' It won't work. You'll lose friends. Your boyfriend. Your job. You'll cling to what fame you thought you had, always aching to get it back. You'll be sad. Depressed. Just imagine how you feel now and it'll be worse in five years."

I stopped in my tracks. What if he was right?

"Haley, that doesn't have to be your life. Even if you don't accept our offers, you can choose to be different. To change your life. You can be happy, even without us," Asriel said, conflicting words for being a demon.

I turned sharply on my heels, looking from the demon to the angel and back again. "Fine. You two want to help? I guess that's why I came in here, wasn't it?"

Asriel and Cassiel both looked at me, standing next to each other. "You two seemed to have done this before. Probably have a harem of girls at your call, don't you? And needing some fresh meat? Asriel, I don't trust you at all that it would be a one-time thing. I'm sure you got some spell or magical power or demon power or something that makes any woman that you fuck want you and crave you."

Asriel shrugged his shoulders, confirming my suspicions.

"Cassiel, I don't know what kind of fucked up shit you're on, but you're seriously corrupted. Knowing what I did with my boyfriend last night? Wanting a blowjob? Some angel you are. As far as I'm concerned, you're both demons," I went on, lecturing them.

I took a deep breath and said, "You both claim to know what I want. And, I can't lie, you got close. Freedom and peace sound amazing. But, you know what? I think you've both helped me figure out how to get freedom and peace, and do it on my own."

"But, maybe I'll still take one if you up on your offer to help. But, on my own terms. And, you'll have to earn it," I said.

"How?" Asked Cassiel, after glancing at Asriel.

"I want to see what else you two are capable of. Without touching me, make me orgasm," I told them, watching as they stared at me. "And, make it intense."

"Alright. This should be fun," said Cassiel, putting his hand on Asriel and pushing him back as he stepped towards me. "You might want to sit down or you'll end up on your knees."

"Make me," I said.

"You asked for it," Cassiel said, as he raised his hand in the air and swirled it around.

At first, I didn't feel anything. Then, a warmth, low and pulsing deep in my core. I closed my eyes, letting the feeling take over my body. The warmth started to spread. Tension wrapped around my thighs. A flicker of pressure at my throat. Only a very select few men had gotten that secret out of me. I opened my mouth, a slight moan escaping as I felt a phantom hand between my legs, firm, unrelenting, and precise.

I staggered back into the pew, grabbing onto the one in front to hold myself steady. I could feel my body shaking as the pressure and the pleasure built up in my groin. A rush of heat rolled through me, my skin hypersensitive, nerves firing in sync. My back arched. My fingers dug into the wood as I was forced to sit down.

Then came the climax. Silent. Blinding. Total. I gasped, my head tilted back, thighs clenched tightly, holding the invisible hand inside my legs. "Fuck," I moaned as I heard Cassiel chuckle.

Cassiel's voice was low, smug, "Try beating that, Asriel."

Asriel laughed and said, "Easily." He walked up close to me, as Cassiel took a seat in a pew to watch. I was still sitting as Asriel leaned over me. With a flick of his hand, the pleasure I was feeling from the post-orgasm high was gone. The bikini bottoms I had soaked as I came were dry. Asriel was starting me off fresh.

"Remember, no touching," Cassiel reminded the demon.

"I know!" I was a little shocked when Asriel snapped at Cassiel, but I couldn't take my eyes away from him. He smiled, a perfectly white set of teeth behind his crooked lips and said, "I won't touch. But, I can probe."

"Let's start with what's already inside you," I heard Asriel say inside my mind as memories came flooding back from somewhere deep inside.

"What the fuck? You can control my mind?" I said out loud.

"Seriously!? That's cheating!" Cassiel stood up from his pew but Asriel quickly turned in his direction and he sat back down.

Out of my control, I remembered my first kiss. The first time I had my breasts played with. First blowjob. First time I had sex. The memories started getting more intense... fucking a boyfriend at work. Getting drunk and touching myself out on a balcony. The threesomes I've had.

"Interesting," Asriel said inside my mind.

"Now, that was just the beginning," he said out loud. "Unlike Cassiel, I'll give you an out. If things get too much, you can tell me to stop and I will, OK?"

"Thank you," I said, shooting a glance at Cassiel who was seething at the mouth.

"Alright. Get up," Asriel said, flicking his hand again.

Out of my control, I felt my body standing up and moving next to the pews, with Asriel moving to stand a few feet in front of me. With another flick, I gasped as my bikini top disappeared. "Hey! I liked that top!"

Asriel laughed and said, "Don't worry, you'll get it back. Now, touch yourself."

I watched as my hands came up, cupping my medium-sized breasts, squeezing them over and over. I felt my nipples hardening on my palms as I squeezed.

With another flick, I felt my skirt and my bikini bottoms disappear. I was now naked in front of an angel and a demon, and I could feel my groin getting wet again. I tried to stop my hand, but I couldn't as it went down, tracing a line from my flat, toned stomach to my clean-shaven vagina. I slowly slid my finger up and down my slit, feeling both in control and completely out of control. While I couldn't stop, I felt like I could, I just didn't want to.

I pushed my finger into my pussy, a familiar but also brand new sensation. I slowly lingered myself, feeling both like a stranger was touching me, while also knowing just what I liked.

Asriel watched me as I touched myself, his hand still making a slow circle in the air. He glanced back at Cassiel before raising his free hand, and swished it in the air. A mirror popped into view in front of me, showing me, naked as I was currently.

But the me in the mirror wasn't the me in the church. Instead, I was in a bed, my knees up, body propped up slightly by my elbows, and I was moaning. An unknown figure, a male, was between my legs, flicking my clit with his tongue.

Real life me moaned as I felt the same pressure and sensation on my clit. I continued to watch, finally able to pull my hand away from my vagina, as the mirror me was ate out by this unknown man. I could feel as he wrapped his lips around my clit, flicking his tongue back and forth on it. I felt the pressure on my pussy lips and moaned as he slid two fingers inside me, swiftly moving them in and out.

The man in the mirror reached up with his free hand and cupped my breast, alternating between the two. I looked down and saw my nipples harden as he used his fingers to pinch and rub them in the mirror. Mirror me started begging the man to fuck her and I wanted it to.

The man in the mirror stood up and I saw a thick cock hanging from his mirror and felt it as he pushed it into my pussy. I watched as the me in the mirror was tucked by this man, begging him to go harder and faster. I looked down at my pussy and moaned as I saw my lips expanding, an invisible cock moving in and out of it.

"I'm cumming," said the me in the mirror.

"Fuck," I moaned as I watched the me in the mirror start to orgasm.

With another flick from Asriel's wrist, I felt the same warmth coming from my groin, building up deep inside. My head tilted back and my back arched as I felt like I had a thousand hands touching me all over, a cock going in and out of me, and the most intense orgasm I've ever had washed over me. My moans filled the church as I came, feeling the juices come rushing out of my pussy, spilling onto the floor.

I dropped to my knees, both begging to be done but wanting more, as the mirror in front of me disappeared. I fell to my hands as my orgasm finished and was finally able to look up and watch as Asriel turned to Cassiel and said, "I win." Without even touched by the demon, I was left wanting him, wanting more, needing him.

With a final flick of his hand, my bikini and skirt reappeared on my body and I was able to stand up as Cassiel stood up and approached me. His look had softened and I felt a pang of sadness that what he did to me wasn't as good.

"Let me guess, he left you wanting him? Yeah, that's his style. I could do it well. Enter into your mind, push all thoughts of Asriel out, and put in a whisper that you want me. That's all it takes. Just a whisper. That's all he did. But, I choose to let you make that decision on your own. You deserve it. Don't let him trick you," Cassiel said, his voice mesmerizing, like it was the most important thing anybody had ever told me.

"Whatever. Cassiel is just jealous that I know how to win and don't mind playing dirty. So, Haley, who did you enjoy more?" Asriel pulled Cassiel away from me as he talked and the two stood face to face, briefly ignoring me.

I laughed as the two supernatural beings stared at each other. "You both want something from me. But, you forget, I didn't ask to be saved. I came looking for answers. Not owners."

The shift was instant. Once second, Cassiel was composed, almost glowing. The next, he exploded.

"YOU THINK YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS IS?" He roared and it wasn't just his voice. It was in the walls, in the pews, the marrow of my bones.

His face twisted, not ugly but too much. Too bright, too sharp. Like he was trying to hold back his true self. His mouth opened wider than it should. His eyes blazed silver, burning through me.

"You mock me? After I came to you in peace? After I offered you peace? A peace unlike you could ever feel without me? And you want to throw it away for a trickster's orgasm?"

The stained glass rattled. Candles snuffed themselves out. Pretty sure I heard word cracking.

"I COULD RIP HIM FROM THIS PLANE. I COULD STRIP YOU OF EVERYTHING YOU'VE EVER FELT OR COULD HOPE TO FEEL!"

Something around him, an aura of sorts, flared, a blast of white fire or blinding light behind him filled the church like a flashbang.

"But, I won't," he said, his voice dropping suddenly, going dangerously low. "Because I still want you."

I felt my body trembling as the angel unleashed his fury and felt helpless at the immense power he welded. When I was able to tear my eyes away from him, I looked at Asriel, who, despite having those deep red eyes, calmed me immediately.

I glanced back at Cassiel, who had finally taken a deep breath, and said, "Why?"

Asriel let out a low chuckle, stepping closer like he knew something I didn't. He looked me over once, slow and deliberate, before turning toward Cassiel.

"She wants to know why you want her," Asriel said, smirking. "Should I tell her?"

Cassiel didn't answer.

"Didn't think so." Asriel's voice dropped, darker now. "It's not about saving her. It's not peace you see when you look at her. It's hunger. You hear her voice and wonder what it would sound like moaning. You watch her mouth move and imagine it wrapped around your cock. You picture her in these pews, back arched, begging, listening to her moan as you fuck her. You're not supposed to want that. But you do. Every. Damn. Time."

He looked back at me, eyes flashing. "That's why he wants you. Not because you're lost. Because you're a temptation. And he's tired of resisting."

Cassiel finally spoke, his voice low. "He's not wrong."

He took a step forward, eyes locked on mine. "You ask why you? Because you're not just beautiful, Haley. You're luminous. You walk in a room and the air shifts. Your strength, your doubt, your fire... it pulls something out of me I shouldn't feel. But I do. Every time you look at me."

He paused, almost reverent. "You're a goddess. And I want to worship."

I gulped as Cassiel finished, feeling a familiar warmth again rising in my body. I turned to Asriel and asked, "So, if that is why an angel wants me, then why do you, a demon, want me? Some kind of war between heaven and hell?"

Asriel's lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. He stepped forward, his eyes never leaving mine. "War?" he echoed, voice smooth like smoke. "No, Haley. This isn't about heaven and hell. This is about you."

He stopped just short of touching me, his presence electric. "You think Cassiel's the only one who feels it? That pull you have? You walk into a room, and the world forgets how to breathe. It's not just your beauty--it's the chaos under your skin. The kind that makes people want to ruin you just to feel close to it."

He leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. "I don't want you because I'm supposed to fight for your soul. I want you because everything about you makes me forget I have one."

He let the silence sit for a beat, then added, "And unlike him... I don't pretend I'm above wanting to ruin you."

I sat down on the pew again, deep in thought. I had so many questions running through my mind. And, I was a bit aroused. I was staring straight ahead at the pulpit when Cassiel said, "Ask your questions out loud, Haley, so we can both answer them."

"Why don't you stay the fuck out of my mind or is that too much to ask? You can crave my body all you want, most guys do, but leave my mind alone," I snapped back at him.

"Sorry, my Goddess," he responded.

"And don't call me that," I snapped again. "Fine. OK. Not to any deal," I started, seeing both of them leaning forward. "But, I do have some questions."

"How would this even work? I tried to kick you earlier and didn't feel a thing. Would it even be physical? Or all in my mind?"

Cassiel answered first, "Yes, it would be physical, if you wanted."

"So, what's in it for you two? I know you already told me your deals, but I'm not interested in being a slave to you for the rest of my life. If we do this, it'll be a one time only, you get one you want, I get what I want, and we never see each other again. Can you both handle that?"

Asriel spoke up this time, cutting Cassiel off. "Yes, Haley. One time only. I may be a demon, but I never go back on my word and no trickery. Even if you pick Cassiel, I'll still make sure he sticks to it being one time and he never bugs you again."

I saw Cassiel's lips curling, like he was ready to explode again. "Better watch that temper, Cassiel. I don't like a man that gets angry, even if it is because they want me."

Asriel smirked as I shoot Cassiel down. I turned to him and said, "And wipe that smirk off your face. I don't care where you came from or what you are. I'm in charge here. Got it?"

"Yes," Asriel said, in complete agreement.

"If you say so," Cassiel said.

"I will make a deal with one of you. But, my terms. Not yours. I will offer up my body, for one time only, to do whatever you wish. No limits. In exchange, I want protection. I want the knowledge that no matter what I choose to do, my career will be successful. That my body, will always stay healthy, happy, and injury free. No illnesses or sickness will come over me. Or my family. Also, no trickery. No fine print. Its simple. You get one night. I get protection for my career, my body, and my family."

"Deal," said Asriel.

"He says deal, I say done," Cassiel said. "You're protected. Body, career, family. Done."

"I guess I have a decision to make," I started, folding my arms across my chest. "Tell me... why should I choose you? What will you do to me? Cassiel, you first."

"This is child's play," Cassiel replied.

"Fine," I said with a shrug. "I'll just go with Asriel."

I started to walk towards the demon but Cassiel held up his hand, let out a deep breath, and said, "No, I'll play along. You should choose me because I see more than your beauty. I see your soul, the parts even you hide. You want peace, but not passivity. You want to be seen, worshipped, cherished... not just used. I can give you that. I can make your name echo with purpose, not just fame. You'd never question your worth again. I wouldn't just take your body. I would lift it, honor it, until even you believed you were divine. Because you are."

Asriel laughed at Cassiel's answer, drawing another sharp look his way.

"And? What's your answer? Haley should pick you because you got a large cock and you'll please her with it all night long?" Cassiel said pointedly, in rapid succession.

Asriel laughed again and said, "No, not quite. While it is true, it's not what I would tell her. No, Haley, what I would tell you is a lot closer to the truth, for both myself and Cassiel, even if he won't admit it. We want to have sex with you because, for us, much like it is for humans, it's the closest we can feel to being in heaven. An orgasmic feeling is a feeling unlike any other and we crave it."

"So, go find a woman demon or a woman angel and fuck one of them? Why do you have to make a deal with a human? Or do you not have females?" I asked, wondering what I was missing.

"Yes, there are," answered Asriel. "But, sex between a female and a male demon or angel, is nothing like what you know sex to be. It's done for business, not for pleasure. That's why, for centuries, we've come to Earth. Not to corrupt but to feel. And deals? Deals are how we get that chance."

"So that's all I'm good for? A holy high?"

I scoffed, but it came out shaky. "I get it from Asriel but I thought angels were supposed to save people, not just get off."

I started to pace around the pews, glancing at the demon and angel who both wanted me. Asriel and Cassiel never took their eyes off me and I could feel them both, right on the edge of my mind, eager to get in.

"I'm growing tired of this. Haley, it's time for you to make a choice," Cassiel said, breaking the silence.

I stopped walking and looked up at the angel. A feeling of peace and loving, forgiveness and wanting came over me. I nodded my head and started to walk towards Cassiel. As I got closer, I watched as Cassiel, with a flick of his wrists, shed his clothes, revealing his nude to body to me.

I stopped in my tracks, staring at the sight in front of me, my breath caught somewhere between my ribs and stomach. Cassiel stood tall, commanding, impossibly still. His chest rose with one steady breath, broad and sculpted like something carved from marble, but warm, alive. His skin looked like it carried light just beneath the surface, glowing faintly in the dim church.

As sharp as his body was, my eyes were drawn to his groin. I don't know how to describe what was between his legs, besides one word. Perfect. The perfect length. The perfect girth. The perfect angle. It was like it was carved and sculpted from every man I had ever had, taking all the parts I liked and forgetting what I didn't like.

It was hard, thick, and long, pointing up at me. My eyes stayed on it as I walked closer to Cassiel, dropping to my knees in front of him. I reached my hand out, lightly gripping his shaft, and stuck out my tongue to lick the pre-cum dripping from his tip.

His cum tasted like it was filled with addiction. Both sweet and sour, it was a contradiction, one that I knew I could search for the rest of my life and never find it again. I felt his cock twitching in my hand as I slowly rubbed it up and down.

"Yes, Haley. Mine. All mine," I heard Cassiel speak as I parted my lips and moved forward.

"Mine."

He repeated that word again and something clicked in my head. At once, I let go of his cock and stood up.

"I'm not yours. You lose," I told the angel.

Cassiel face changed at once. His calm, peaceful manner switched to an anger I had never seen before. He lifted his body into the air, not flying, not floating, but as if it was his natural state. His eyes briefly glowed red, much like Asriel's and he started towards me. I backed up, frightened at what I had caused, terrified at what might happen. I tripped over my feet, crashing onto the floor between two pews.

My body was shaking when Cassiel appeared above me, changed, transformed into his true form. A perfectly sculpted body no longer, he was twisted and foul, tattered clothed and ripped skin hanging from his body. I tried to scream but nothing came out as he reached for me.

"BE GONE! I BANISH YOU FROM THIS CHURCH!"

Cassiel turned, seeing Asriel charging towards him. Cassiel let out a piercing, glass shattering roar as he flew towards Asriel. I watched as Asriel seemed to grow taller, grabbing onto Cassiel's shoulders, and pushing down until Cassiel started to disappear into the floor, yelling at him again to be gone.

When Casiel was gone, Asriel turned his attention to me, and offered to help me up. As I took it, staring at where Cassiel was, I finally caught my breath to ask, "What the fuck was that? There's no way he was an angel."

Asriel chuckled and said, "It was an angel. Is, I guess. I've been chasing him across this Earth for thousands of years. At first, it was to corrupt whoever he was saving. He would offer a deal, salvation for worship, then I would come, offer a deal, freedom for obedience. We fought a few times, neither able to kill the other. But, slowly over time, Cassiel himself became corrupted. He slept with a woman once, and now that is all he wants. So, I follow him, trying to save the humans I once wanted to corrupt."

"But you offered your own deal. What happens if I accept your deal? Why not just banish Cassiel whenever he pops up?" I asked, taking a seat.

"I could. I have. But, I was telling you the truth. I do crave sex with a human. It is the only way that I can feel like I'm back in heaven. I was there before, you know, before the fall, and some of us choose to follow the Devil instead of God. But, we still seek out ways to return, to have that feeling again," Asriel explained to me.

"So, now what? I'm expected to fuck you?" I asked, looking the demon up and down.

"No. Well, only if you want to. Unlike Cassiel, I will not use my powers to force your mind to do something against your will," Asriel said.

"Oh. I've never met a demon with morals," I said with a little laugh, my body finally calming down.

Asriel chuckled as well and asked, "Have you met many demons?"

"I mean, I've had a few boyfriends and one night stands that wouldn't surprise me," I said, laughing a little louder now.

Asriel joined me on the pew and leaned back in it. "Are you even supposed to be in here? Shouldn't it be hurting your body or something?"

He shook his head and said, "Nah, that's just a myth. There's very few actual sacred churches on Earth where my kind can't go. The vast majority are just buildings like any other."

I leaned back, deep in thought. Was I really having a normal conversation with a demon? Did I just about give a blowjob to a fallen angel? Was I really going to sleep with a demon? What happened to just getting drunk and having a party on the beach? All of a sudden, I felt a lot better about my life.

"It's crazy, isn't it? I've been alive forever, since the start of time. And been a demon for as long as I can remember. I was put on Earth to corrupt humans, give them a choice, and to cause chaos. And yet, I can't help but feel like I've been corrupted. I want the best for humans. I feel for the ones that Cassiel is able to get under his grasp and use for his own benefit. I can almost guarantee that he is with one or them now, getting what he couldn't from you. I am glad that you were able to resist."

"So, how often does this happen? Every day? How often do you win versus him winning."

"I see time different then you do. Actually, the entire time we've been in here, time has stopped outside. When we're done, time will restart like nothing happened. So, I am unable to answer your first part, besides to say enough but I know it will continue. And I'm sad to say that he gets his way more often than not," Asriel answered and I could hear the sadness in his voice.

I scooted closer to the demon and put my hand on his leg, touching him for the first time. He looked over at me, his red eyes looking more soft than before. "Well, you won today. And for that, you get me."

I leaned into his body, pressing my lips against his neck, as I moved my hand on top of his cock through the pants he was wearing. I could feel him growing at my touch, getting bigger, longer, thicker, until the tips of my finger barely reached across it and it was causing his pants to stretch to the brink of them tearing.

"Wow," I said, as I moved up to kiss his lips, my fingers working to undo his jeans. "Cassiel wasn't kidding."

His lips met mine like a spark to dry tinder, hot, electric, and impossible to ignore. But beneath the heat, there was something else. A kind of reverence, like he'd waited longer than he cared to admit for this exact moment. He didn't rush. He pressed into me with certainty, not hunger, like the kiss wasn't about possession, but understanding. And yet, every second sent a pulse through me so deep it made my knees weak. I kissed him back, not because I was supposed to... but because I wanted to know how far this feeling would go if I didn't stop.

As we kissed, I had his pants pulled apart, reached inside them, and had his massive cock pulled out within seconds. I stole a quick glance downwards, as my fingers wrapped it, and started to rub up and down.

I felt Asriel's tongue pressing against my lips and I gladly let him in. Our tongues swirled together as I twisted my hand around his cock, going up and over his tip, spreading his precum around. As we made out, I felt one of Asriel's hand reach around to my butt, cupping one of my cheeks and squeezing it. His other hand went up my back until it reached my bikini. There was only a string holding the bikini up, one around my back and the other around my neck and Asriel quickly had both of them undone, and I let the bikini fall down to the floor.

I moaned into his mouth as Asriel put his hand on my breast and squeezed it. I've always known that my breasts are one of my best features. While never going nude online, I have shown enough of them that it draws attention, both good and bad. And, I also knew that when things were getting heated with a man, it was usually one of the first things they went for.

Asriel was no different but somehow, it felt different with him. Maybe it was the power I could feel in his hands. Or the way his fingers took my nipple in between, rubbing and twisting with just enough pressure to cause pleasant to go throughout my body. And when he ended our kiss, I grabbed onto the back of his head with my hands and guided him down to my breasts.

I looked down and watched as he, placing both of his hands on my breasts, stuck out his tongue and flicked it against my nipples, alternating between the two. I rubbed my hands through his hair as he wrapped his lips around my nipple, sucking it into his mouth. He alternated between my breasts, sucking and licking both of my nipples, as I moved one of my hands back down, wrapping it around his cock again.

"Hmm... your hand feels good," Asriel moaned as he continued to lick my nipples.

"Imagine how good my mouth will feel," I told him, pushing him away from my chest and adjusting so I could lean over his lap.

As I got close to his cock, it dawned me just how big it was. I had had big before, not quite porn-size big, but enough that I wondered how it would fit. And it always did. But this one? I honestly wasn't sure. I stuck my tongue out, licking around his tip, and continued to rub his shaft up and down.

"That's it, Haley, use that mouth. Give in to your temptations. Please me only you know how," Asriel said as he put his hand on my head and encouraged me open my mouth and suck him into it.

I held his cock straight up and giggled as I compared it to my face, looking up to see the tip as I rested my chin on his legs. I ran my tongue up the bottom of it, going towards the top, where I opened my mouth as wide as possible, and wrapped them around his massive, purple, throbbing tip. I started to slide my mouth down his shaft, surprising myself as my throat opened up, and I swallowed most of his cock whole.

"Jesus fucking Christ," the demon moaned as I started bobbing my head up and down his shaft, using my hand on the rest of it. His moans filled the church as I blew him, stretching out my cheeks and feeling some spit coming out the sides of my mouth.

A few minutes into the blowjob, Asriel pulled me off his cock, moaning deeply. I licked my lips clean, wanting his cock back immediately. I looked up at Asriel and, seeing the look in his eyes, I knew I was in for something very few people would ever experience. Without saying anything to each other, we began to shift where we sat on the pews.

Asriel sat up, his clothes disappearing into a haze. I laid down on the beach, sliding my cover up skirt and bikini bottoms down to the floor. With the demon standing above me, I could feel my vagina soaking in anticipation.

He grabbed onto my legs and I was trying to figure out how he was going to fuck me on the new. As his cock inched closer to me, I felt the scene shifting. The pew wasn't as hard anymore, instead feeling like a bed made for a Goddess. The spiritual images of the church were gone, replaced by what seemed to be pictures of myself. Where before, I had one leg up on the back of the pew and the other reaching for the pew in front of me, now I had room to spread both legs out and have them be flat.

Asriel, who was standing, was now kneeling in front of me, his cock in his hand as his tip came in contact with the entrance to my vagina. I somehow knew that we were still at the church, but it had been transformed to be the most comfortable place possible. I felt like I could stay here forever and be just fine, with or without Asriel.

I felt his tip putting pressure and pushing into me. His cock stretched out my pussy to the limits, making me feel like I was going to rip and tear. Once he was all the way in, I could feel every moment he had ever experienced this feeling. I felt like myself and all the others, all at once. As he pulled his cock out, I pushed my hips up, needing him back in me.

"Harder. Faster. Show me what you got," I moaned.

Asriel pushed himself above me and I could feel my breasts as they moved back and forth, coming towards my face as he pushed inside me, then bouncing down when he pulled out. I could feel his eyes roaming my body, watching my face fill with pleasure, my breasts jiggling, my flat stomach contracting as his long cock went towards it, and my legs going up in the air around his body.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh fuck!" I moaned as the world continued to fade around us, as if only Asriel and myself existed. I forgot about the world, forgot about life, forgot about my worries and wants. If somebody asked why I had walked into a church, I would have told them my sole goal was to fuck Asriel. And if Asriel offered me a deal right now, I would say yes to anything.

His cock was going in and out of me, as hard and fast as he could go. Over and over. All I could focus on and feel was his cock. When he leaned down to kiss me, it was like I discovered what lips were and having a first kiss all over again. All of a sudden, I was aware of every good feeling I had ever felt before, coursing through my body.

I moaned into his mouth as I felt an intense orgasm building up. My pussy clenched around his cock and I wrapped my legs around his waist, keeping him pulled in tight to me.

"Oh fuck. Fuck! FUCK! YES! OH MY FUCKING GOD!" I felt what I thought was my soul leaving my body as the most intense, pleasure-filled orgasm I'd ever had washed over my body. I rocked up and down, my legs not letting Asriel get too far away before pulling him back into me. My moans turned into one long groan as he continued to fuck me.

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Keep going. Yes! Fuck, Asriel! Fuck me!"

Asriel laughed as he slammed into me, leaning down to kiss my neck, then my breasts, giving both of my nipples a lick and a suck. My orgasm finally started to subside and I was able to unwrap my legs and open my eyes.

"I want to taste myself on you," I told him. "And ride you."

"Gladly," replied Asriel as he pulled out of me and laid down on the bed next to me.

I instantly rolled over, moving down to lick and suck my juices off his cock. Asriel moaned as I wrapped my lips around him again, bobbing my head up and down, forcing as much of his thick, hard cock into my mouth and throat as possible.

When I was done blowing him, I held his cock straight up and threw my leg over his body, straddling his groin. Before I even could start lowering myself down his shaft, I could feel the tip of it brushing against my pussy. I reached down with my other hand, spread my lower lips open, and guided his tip back into it. I let go of his cock and leaned down, putting my hands in his chest, and slid down his shaft, moaning as it filled me again.

As I started to roll my hips back and forth, I noticed how his chest felt to my touch. His chest was hot, almost unnaturally so, but not in a way that made me pull back. It wasn't like touching a person. It was like touching power. Alive. Thrumming just beneath skin that felt impossibly smooth and perfectly firm. My fingers slid over sharp lines of muscle, heat rolling into me with every pass. He didn't just look strong, he radiated it.

"Can you get me pregnant?"

Asriel laughed and said, "A demon hasn't gotten a human pregnant is thousands of years. And even then, it didn't last long. Now, if you had chosen Cassiel, that might be a different story."

"Interesting," I said as I started to bounce up and down on his cock. All thoughts of pregnancy went out of my mind as I again felt the amazing sensation of his cock going in and out of me, this time with me controlling the speed and pace. Asriel placed his hands on my hips, holding me steady as I went up and down on his cock.

My years of dancing and working out a few times a week, plus having regular sex, I knew how to hold myself steady as I rode a cock, even one the size currently inside me. So, as I rode him, I reached down, grabbed his hands, and brought them up to my chest, placing them onto my breasts.

With years of experience coursing through his hands, Asriel knew just what I wanted, as he squeezed my breasts over and over, holding tightly on to them as I bounced on his cock. "Oh fuck, yes!" I moaned as he used his fingers to pinch, twist, and rub my nipples. I lifted my arms above my head, stretching out my body, and forcing my breasts out even farther.

"So, do you have full control over your orgasm? Can you finish whenever you want?"

"No, not quite. I'm able to last for long periods of time and have a near-zero recovery time, but it still takes stimulation to get me to cum," Asriel answered as he took his hands off my breasts and moved them back down my body.

"I see. So, are you close? What does it take to get a demon off?" I asked him as I started to grab and squeeze my own breasts, still sliding up and down on his cock.

Asriel laughed and said, "You're doing a great job at getting me close. If you're ready, I can take control again."

"Oh fuck yes. Take control of me," I moaned as I heard him speak.

With his powerful hands on my hips, Asriel lifted me off him, and twisted me around to fall onto my stomach. He gently guided my waist up until I was kneeling on my knees, my face still on the bed. I moaned as his cock easily slid back into my pussy, continuing to do so as he started thrusting back and forth.

"That's it! Fuck me! Come on, baby! Fuck me with that thick cock of yours!" I pushed myself up with my arms, arching my back as I felt his cock going in and out of me. I started to rock my body back and forth, meeting his groin with my butt as he pushed forward. I kept my dirty talk, encouraging him to go hard and fast, as he slammed into me over and over.

I felt his hands gripping onto my hips, his fingernails digging into my skin, as he pushed down on my body. I pushed back against him, a second orgasm building up in my body, as our bodies collides repeatedly. Asriel's breathing changed, getting more shallow, grunts getting louder and louder.

"You're almost there, aren't you? Is this what you've wanted all night? To have me at your mercy? To fill me with your seed? Here I am! Give it all to me!"

When Asriel started to orgasm, it felt like falling into light. Not warmth, not fire, something purer. Like I'd been stretched wide open and filled with starlight. My body wasn't my own anymore. I was floating, trembling, breaking apart and becoming whole all at once. Every inch of me lit up, like a chord being strummed to its highest pitch. I cried out, not in pain, not even in pleasure, just in sheer release. It was too much... and exactly enough.

His cock was twitching inside me, filling me completely as he pushed in as deep as possible. My knees gave out, along with my arms, and I fell prone bone onto the bed.

Asriel's orgasm felt different then anything I had ever experienced before. The world shifted. Sounds faded. Time folded in on itself. My skin tingled, my heart pounded, and for a moment I forgot who--or what--I was. I felt touched by something not entirely human, as if my body had become the vessel for a divine force. It filled me with light, heat, and something ancient I couldn't name. I didn't cry out. I glowed.

And I came. Hard.

I had been fucked by men of all ages, some older than me, some younger. Every position you could think of. Indoors. Outdoors. Drunk. Sober. Being watched. Being filmed. Had threesomes. And nothing compared to how his cum felt as it pumped into me. I wanted more. I needed more. I moaned loudly as my pussy clenched around his cock again, squeezing it for all it was worth, my own juices spilling out and joining his.

Asriel leaned over me, his cock still hard inside me, even as his orgasm ended. He brushed my blonde hair away from my head and whispered in my ear, "Haley Brown, you're free now. Free to make any decision you want without consequence. Your body will remain just as beautiful as it is now, even as you age. Your friends and family, they'll be successful, as will you. I made you this promise and it will be fulfilled. And, Haley, we did agree on this being a one-time deal only, but if you need me, just say my name."

All at once, Asriel was gone. I was back in the church, my bikini and skirt perfectly in place. I blinked and looked down at my phone. Not a single second had passed since I'd whispered that prayer. I felt the same... and yet not at all. There was a new steadiness in me. A quiet confidence. And deep inside, something else, like a seed had been planted. Small. Silent. But destined to grow into something far greater.