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devilsphoenix) wrote2020-11-06 08:30 pm
devilsphoenix) wrote2020-11-06 08:30 pm
Dinner dates for Levi
The other angels had fussed when Phenex revealed that they would be going out for a dinner. The angel could only imagine it was because their interests rarely focused on one, or maybe it was a fondness for the king and his vessel. Sin had been the one who dragged Phenex out to shop, gleeful and happy. Phenex saw the princess more as a sister than anything else and they had grown so close. After a full day they returned with a beautiful dress.
Between Astaroth, Azazael and Sin it felt like a whirl wind of hair and make up and dressing. However, it was Lucifer coming that made it more surreal. He gave his angelic artisan a hair piece of roses and apple blossoms from his own gardens. It meant a lot to Phenex both as a gift and a confirmation that Lucifer didn't feel like they were overstepping bounds. After all, Levi was the vessel of Lucifer's partner.
By the time they were done with everything Phenex had become nervous, simply because of everyone else. Barefoot and dressed like some princess of Greece, they waited for Levi in the open council room, more to save Levi from prying eyes of other angels than anything else.
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Between Astaroth, Azazael and Sin it felt like a whirl wind of hair and make up and dressing. However, it was Lucifer coming that made it more surreal. He gave his angelic artisan a hair piece of roses and apple blossoms from his own gardens. It meant a lot to Phenex both as a gift and a confirmation that Lucifer didn't feel like they were overstepping bounds. After all, Levi was the vessel of Lucifer's partner.
By the time they were done with everything Phenex had become nervous, simply because of everyone else. Barefoot and dressed like some princess of Greece, they waited for Levi in the open council room, more to save Levi from prying eyes of other angels than anything else.
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There's laughter in his eyes as well as a hint of sheepishness.
"This is good, though." His fingers thread through the angel's, holding their hand gently. "How do you feel about letting me get a goodnight kiss? After dinner."
Pause. "Or...any time, actually."
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Threading their fingers a little more tightly their voice comes as a whisper, though at least not at his ear this time. "How do you feel about a kiss now?"
The question is more a rhetorical one because Phenex leans in and gently presses their lips together. Everything about Phenex is on the softer and more sensual side, including their lips which are reminiscent of flower petals warmed by the sun.
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It's fine that the question is rhetorical, because as soon as they finish asking it, Levi leans in to capture the kiss without bothering to answer. As his eyes close, he gets a distinct, searing mental image, Bart's hand twined with his, how his own pink skin looked pressed against the other man's dark bronze, but now he imagines the soft gleam of ivory that is the angel's skin there, with them. Three palms pressed together--and maybe there's more in that than just a pretty image. Maybe a musician and a painter belong in the arms of the angel of art.
Maybe this was somehow meant to happen. Either way, the kiss feels like hope, and the angel's lips, Levi is sure, are both the softest and strongest things in the world.
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With his thoughts come feelings that the angel can sense, the connection between the man here and the one that is not. There's no stopping the slight ripple of sadness though if it is Levi's loss or their own sorrow for his loss, Phenex can't be sure.
They slip their arms around Levi's waist, wings flushing to bright pinks and shades of red. After lingering in the kiss for a time the lips pull away, but just enough to smile and speak. "Will this make us late to dinner?"
The pale white-blue eyes dancing with mischief but it's also a more serious question. There would be no resistance to staying here longer.