Kissing could lead to lewd thoughts, sinful ones of desire. Though it was beyond all things deemed unjustified when a certain angel fond themselves in the arms of a darkin. A light figure embracing the abomination of the dark, a thing once of the same origin as you. His fingers just ever so slightly gliding over your hips. A low growl emitted from his throat as he lined bitemarks along your jaw down to your shoulder line. Blood trickled from the marks, the feeling of his hot reptile-like tongue combined with the rumbling from his body had your body throbbing.
The darkin had pinned you underneath him restricting the movement of your hands with one grip, amusing how it was the evil on top of the pure. But you shouldn't succumb to his charms no matter how much bliss you were falling into. Yet even with finding yourself in his touch since the beginning you swirled in delusions of your positions. Wrists struggled as you tried to get out of his grip, yet deep down if you had wanted to escape you could've easily done so long ago.
"Ah Tah Tah lightspark you know what happens when you act all naughty"