We wanted to stop him but couldn’t, our sexual passions, heat and urge for a good hard fuck taking over all over our senses. I kept kissing her, mad...e my way down to her neck. Her hands moved to my head and move it to the place where she felt the sensations most. Her soft moans echoed in the room. She pushed my head aside and took control to magically lick my neck and ears. The intense and deep indulgence of her mouth on my body did not allow her to notice my hands on her lovely boobs. I handled. I ran down to the kitchen table were my Mom was scolding my Dad to allow the accident to happen but when she saw me she remained very quiet. At dinner I ate like a lion, and my sister and my Mom stared at my swollen chest with a lot of attention.I came back to my room and switched the light off, then felt asleep on my bed still using my day clothes.I wake up almost at midnight with a hard urgency to pee, I was groggy as If had smoked a ton of grass, and my pants felt to the floor and remained. Mine is an old release by Dir en Grey, yours is an English song called "Boys of Summer". You spend a moment humming it softly, since I do not know it, and promise to play it for me next time I go round your apartment."You done another drawing?" You ask me, sipping at your green tea. I nod and pull the paper from my pocket, handing the folded sheet to you, not meeting your eyes. It's a small drawing, a man, with long dark hair and beautiful dark eyes, with wings, light and wind curling around. “You know why the Pirates and even your friends paid no attention to you after you were jumped by the Wurlag?”I shook my head.She said. “Because they all thought you were dead, not even a Petharian would have lasted as long as you have. You are changing, slowly perhaps but eventually you will be one of us.”I tried to ignore what she said, tell myself that it was all wrong but I knew she was right and then I said. “Immortals always have some sort of task or destiny right? What is mine?”Cherubim.