Sefer Exael

Mythological Misunderstanding

Mythological Misunderstanding

~ indicate thoughts

Exael sat quietly on the edge of a balcony, observing the desert. He hadn't been living with the incubi long, but they were kind and let him wander freely, so he found solitary places to contemplate this newest twist of fate. IT was almost unnerving how generous the incubi had been, saving his life and taking him in. They asked him questions about his species but otherwise treated him as one of their own.

Heru wandered down the hall, pausing when he saw the angel's perch. He thinks a few moments to himself and then strides over to join the fallen. "You look oddly relaxed for sitting in such a dangerous place," he quips. "The view is lovely though."

The angel turns to face him, surprised by the sudden break in the silence and his train of thought. "Heru... The least mad with power leader I have ever met. Good evening..." He motions with his head and pats the railing nest to him, offering the incubus a seat.

Heru grins and stands behind him, tail snaking playfully under the angel's robe. "And to you Exael, oh mysterious sometimes winged one." The tail brushes up against something he doesn't expect to be there and his eyebrow raises.

Exael inhales sharply, face flushing. "Why are you doing that?!" he asks, his voice having raised half an octave.

"Curiosity mostly," Heru replies, pulling his tail out and sitting on the railing. That was an interesting reaction.

"...I am a fallen, as I thought you knew," the angel mumbles, confusion blossoming as his features as his heart pounds in his ears, blood flowing to places he didn't understand.

"My apologies. Our Information on your kind is lacking substance... I thought all angels were without sex organs." An amusing development to be sure.

"Only heavenly angels are smooth... You were touching my cock," the angel tries to revert his voice to its dry and emotionless nature, but the raised pitch as well as an inconvenient and growing bump in his lap betray him.

"So, are you going to sit like that all night or take care of it? It will only get worse if you don't~" That was a question the incubus desperately wanted the answer to.

"Well...Yes! I don't know what else to do with it! I don't want to stick it in a female!" Now Exael's voice was up a full octave. He stopped, realizing what he had just admitted. A fierce bout of panic begins to crush he chest and he stumbles off the railing and runs off towards his room. "That was awful, I should have shut up..."

~What started as an enraged outburst became fearful and unsure. The prudish little fallen doesn't know he can touch it, and seems to be of the Sodom persuasion...~ That was a fascinating thing to discover. ~I followed the fallen, I didn't know why.~ He wanders after the fallen and stares into the alabaster room, watching the flustered fallen sit in the center of the stone floor, having undressed himself and now gazing into... his earring apparently. The incubus watches the reflection in the fallens eyes for a moment before making his way in.

Exael's ear tip twitches and his gaze breaks away. His pupils expand, his expression that of a startled rabbit. His jaw tightens and teeth dig into his lower lip.

"Did you know that for my people there is no punishment for the desire to bed the same sex?" Heru knew from a few days of talking that the land of angels had many rules. He wagered that was one of them.

Exael shook his head. "I did not..." He sweeps his hair around to cover himself and looks back at Heru. "What do you know about Sodom and Gammorah?"