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Hot cum hit Vali, and he imagined his own streaking the angel’s lower stomach. The sudden thought of licking it off made him groan through the gag as the orgasm shuddered through his whole body. He wished it didn't have to end as he trembled from it and bucked his hips like an animal.

The angel gasped as it stopped and leaned over a little.

“Stay still for a while,” the angel said before it moved the pillow to cover the upper half of his face again.

The ropes loosened, and Vali was about to pull off the gag anyway and try to talk to the angel before it left, but it grabbed his throat just hard enough to keep him down and make the warning clear.

“I said to stay still. That means you don’t move. Count to a thousand.” The angel’s voice sounded strained, and Vali let his arms go limp. Maybe it didn’t want its own fantasy ruined and liked to leave him there while covered in a mess.

The angel released him and got off of the bed. Clothes rustled, and he barely caught the faint sound of his bedroom door shutting.

He didn’t bother counting, but there was something about laying there still gagged while angel cum dried on his belly that sent a spike of lust through him.

He hoped the angel returned to use him every night.

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Maybe if he showed compliance, it would grant him the privilege of speech at some point even though such a being probably had little interest in talking to a human.

Vali figured he was now its bitch in a way, and maybe it would like it if he was already tied up. It must have had an endless supply of rope and cloth to gag him with. Angels could probably magick stuff into existence when they wanted. Vali couldn’t, so he used what had been left behind since he'd tucked it into his bedside drawer.

That night, he stripped, gagged himself, put out his lantern, got on his bed, and used some of the rope he’d looped around the corner posts at the foot of his bed to tie his ankles so his legs would be kept spread. Once he lay down, he reached for the ropes looped around his headboard. It’d be hard to properly bind his hands, but he wound the loose ends around his wrists and held onto the access.

That would have to do. He lay naked atop his covers with his legs open and hoped this got the message across. He was the angel’s willing bitch, and he’d take all of the handjobs it would offer. He’d get his fantasy, and the angel would have his own too.

Being spread and tied was surprisingly thrilling. He’d never imagined that tying himself up could feel so good. It wasn’t long before his cock was like a post, and he was tempted to loosen a wrist and fist himself for relief, but he forced himself to wait.

It would feel so much better if the angel did it.

Wait. What if the angel was done with him?

It wasn’t. It took a while, but his door cracked open. Why it didn’t magically appear in his room, he didn’t know, but it was here. It seemed to be peeking at him, and he wondered if it could see in the dark.

The angel finally entered and spread his wings as it stood by the side of the bed and seemed to study Vali. It was darker tonight, and he could barely make it out even though he’d left his curtains wide open. He made a slight noise and lifted his hips.

Maybe this wasn’t right. Perhaps it got off more on the first part where it held him down, startled him awake, and did the tying. Well, if that was the case, the angel better say something because Vali wasn’t a mind reader.

The angel reached for his wrists and seemed to be checking what he’d done. It clearly wasn’t satisfied since it started adjusting the ropes. Vali kept his arms limp to let the angel do as he pleased. Once Vali was truly tied and helpless, it leaned over his face.

Maybe he should stop referring to the angel as it. Sometimes he thought of the angel as a he, but “it” crossed his mind a lot. Even if the angel was a higher being and better than some petty mortal,itsounded like an object. The angel clearly had wants and likes, and he must have been pleased enough with his new human bitch’s attempts to restrain himself.

"You like this sort of thing?"

Finally, a question. Vali made a noise of eager assent. The angel started rubbing Vali’s nipple and didn’t move his head away.

Maybe the angel could see him.

Vali’s heart picked up a little, and his cock throbbed. It was one thing to be tied down so the angel could jerk him off, but it was another thing if the angel could properly see him all spread out and naked.

The angel pinched his nipple which sent a thrill to his cock before the angel wrapped his fingers around it.

Vali tried to say yes and beg through the gag as he bucked his hips. The angel let go and straddled his chest instead. A clink sound must have been him undoing his belt.

Dear God, was Vali supposed to suck his dick? He’d never done that before or even gone down on a woman. Putting a dick in his mouth was way too gay for him.

Something wet and warm brushed his chin, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what it was. Another male’s erection had just touched his face. Never did he imagine that happening. The angel pressed the length against the side of Vali’s face and paused.

He definitely wanted his cock sucked and seemed to be testing the waters. Maybe…maybe Vali could do it. He’d basically decided to be its bitch, and maybe there was a higher price for more handjobs.

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