Sharp

He grinned back and with another glance at Eve, he couldn't help feeling the hope light up his heart. This was exactly as they planned it.

[["God will send his angels to thwart the demons. That is a given," Adam had stated running his fingers through her dark tresses.

"Mm," she nodded, "While that is happening, I will need to get some other things into play."

"Eh?" He lifted her face to watch her eyes, "What do you have to do?"

"Just a couple of things," she smiled and he felt his heart jump, "Do not worry Adam. It will all work out."

Her hands are warm against his chest and her fingers scraped gently near his collarbones. 

"Why can't you tell me?" He frowned and she kissed him from where she laid on top of him.

"Do you trust me?" She whispered against his lips and he sighed, still holding his frown, "Don't be upset," she kissed all over his face.

He didn't reply, but the arm around her waist loosen in tightness. Eyes closed, he enjoyed her soft plump lips tattooing him, imprinting deeper into his skin.

"I will need you Adam," she whispered and the puff of her breath cooled over the wetness she left behind on his face, "You can save me from his weapon."

"What do you mean?" He asked watching those eyes flicker with the fire.

"From what I believe, it only affects my father and myself. I will not be able to stop it. It is like… auto locked on me, it may be from blood or genes. How your father did it, I am unsure."

Adam looked at the ceiling for a moment and his eyes widened. What was it Gabriel had said?

"They needed items to create the ammunition of arrows, so if… if we deplete it, then Samael would have nothing left to fire. You can stop him then!"

"The items were specific demons' body parts like the eye, the essence, the horns," she slid her palms up to take hold of his blonde locks.

"And what combats demon powers is angel powers; yin and yang," he stated and looked at her perfect face, "So to stop those arrows, I would need to use my power."

"I am hoping that is the solution," she gripped his hair, "Do you think we would succeed?"

He grinned and kissed her lips. Tongue twisting and pressing against one another, his hands moved to grip her hips. Lifting a hand, he smacked her nice round cheek. Mouth opening in a gasp, he repeated his behavior as he bit her bottom lip. Another smack and another made her ass redden with his mark.

"Adam," she panted against his face, "Is this punishment?"

"You won't tell me what you have to do," he bit her neck and nibbled, "I trust you, but it seems you don't trust me."

Another smack and her body twitched.

"I, I do…" she let out a muffled moan, "… I don't trust your father."

Placing his hands on her sore ass, he kissed her reddened face and the tears forming at the corner of her eyes. He could feel the heat from his hits emitting from her skin onto his.

"Sorry," he mumbled conveying the apology through his kisses.

"Hmm," she hummed and lifted herself up with a coy smile, "Why don't you kiss it better?"

He laughed and kissed her neck and over her shoulder as he slipped from under her. He will kiss it better. He would kiss every part of her if it made her happy.]]

"Darling, are you thinking dirty?" Eve looked at him with such a deep stare that he felt his heart flipped over.

He sent a grin and refocused his attention to the angered demon with a scowl. With no lackeys to distract them, both the wingless angel and his lover prepared for an attack.

"I'm starting to think you don't like my gift," Eve mentioned pulling a tree out of its roots and tossing it at the enemy.

'Gift?' Adam tilted his head before remembering the sword that was not in his hands.

A sword materialized in the female demon's hand and she handed it to him. Reaching out to grab it, she stepped into his space, breath mingling.

"Keep it close to you, don't ever lose it Adam," she stated softly and he heard the sad tone.

"It will never leave my side again," he said firmly and pressed his lips on hers.

It was quick, but just as lovely. The sound of arrows shot out once more as they zoomed toward Eve. The blonde angel halted the four out of six arrows shot, but the two that got away was encircling the female. He was about to rush to her, but Samael caught wind of what they were doing. T

he sound of heavy footsteps neared him, like a stampede of bulls ready for the kill. He jumped back from the swipe of the arm but missed avoiding his long thick tail. Somersaulting backwards, he slid to a stop on one knee. 

Tightening his hold on his sword, the sword his lover gave him, he sent some of his power into it. Swinging it horizontally, the crackle of thunder could be heard as it cut through the air toward the large demon. Thinking it would not do much damage like the other angels, Samael lifted an arm before his body, as if to block the sharp slice of wind. However, when the sound subsided and the pressure faded, he scrunched his face. 

'The pain. What the fuck!' The purple demon grunted inwards as he turned his arm to see the large gash on his arm. Barely attached by the edge of muscles and skin, his arm slowly hung-over limped. Eyes twitching, he ripped the useless arm off and yelled in anger.

"You cut my arm you!" he screeched and in anger, grabbed any lifeless corpse to throw at the blonde angel, "I will fuckin' kill you!"