Valeria was a fallen angel exiled to earth after disobeying the commands of God. She was kind, and meek, and always tried to fulfill her duties as an angel. However, God believed her to be disobedient and banished her to earth to reflect on her imperfections and weaknesses. The only thing Valeria wanted was to be a good and obedient angel. She spent every moment on earth pacing the church pews reflecting on her time as an angel in the Kingdom of Heaven, trying to understand where she went wrong.
Every night she was visited by a tall dark-haired man. He always sat in the back as if he were watching her. She knew she couldn't be seen by humans; she was an angel. But there was something inside her that knew this was different. Night after night the mysterious man watched her.
One night, when the city was sleeping, Valeria paced the church aisle. On her way to the front, she felt a hand touch her shoulder.
"Valeria is it?" a deep voice said from behind her.
She turned to see the tall dark-haired man towering over her. She took a step back and nearly tripped into the pews next to her. Her white wings spread with alarm and her hands went up for protection. "I'm not here to hurt you, I just want to talk."
Valeria nodded her head in confusion. She knew this wasn't a normal man. She had spent many nights in this church and no one ever confronted her because no one could see her. Who was he? She needed to find out.
"I have been watching you, Valeria. I know why you're here."
"How do you know my name?"
"Let's just say, I keep track of the exiled angels. You know you don't deserve this treatment right?"
"I have to reflect on what I've done to be invited back into The Kingdom of Heaven."
"Did you enjoy living in Heaven?"
"Yes of course. God loves his angels and wants what is best for us. He's only trying to teach me a lesson."
"Are you sure about that Valeria? You know you have a choice. You don't have to go back."
"Where would I go?"
"To Hell... with me."
Valeria gasped. Was this Lucifer himself? What would he want with her? She was scared but also curious. Something about him seemed genuine as if he had real concern for her.
"I can show you everything you are missing out on Valeria," he said with a serious tone. "I don't think you understand how free you can be."
"Free?"
"Yes," he whispered, with a small smile. "Free to make your own choices. Free to feel and do things you never knew you could... and you can do them all with me."
"What kinds of things?"
"Would you like me to show you?"
Valeria nodded with curiosity and excitement. She had always strived to be the best angel she could be but couldn't deny her need for knowledge. She was inquisitive, and God never liked angels who asked too many questions. Maybe this would help her understand where she went wrong. This would help her become a better angel. That's what she was sent to Earth for right? To understand her holy miss-steps.
"Follow me," he said and offered her his hand.
She gently placed her hand in his and he led her to the front of the church. She had witnessed many sermons here since she arrived, and now she was standing in the area where the preacher stood every Sunday.
"Sit for me, Valeria."
"You keep using my name? What is yours?"
"You can call me... L."
Valeria sat at the top of the stairs near the preacher's podium. L moved slowly and with confidence. Something was intriguing about him. She had never met anyone as mysterious as L. He sat next to her, close, so his chest was resting against her shoulder.
"Can I touch you, Valeria? I want to show you things you didn't even know were possible. Then you can decide where you want to reside. Why make such a huge decision when you don't understand all your options?"
She nodded her head and whispered a soft yes. There was something about him that made her whole body feel weak. She never had this sensation before.
L's hand slowly moved to her cheek. He had a small smirk on his lips as if he knew what was to come. She looked into his eyes and noticed a small sprinkle of red, which made her breath hitch. Her large white wings spread with fear and she looked behind her with embarrassment.
"No need to worry Valeria. I know all about wings."
She saw a set of dark red wings appear behind him as if he had been hiding them from her. They weren't made of soft feathers like hers but resembled bat wings. They were large and strong. She knew at that moment who she was messing with.
"L... does that stand for Lucifer?"
"Yes. But I'm not here to hurt you. I'm sure you have heard all about me in The Kingdom of Heaven. But let me tell you something, Valeria. I am nothing like what your God wants you to believe. If you choose to go back to him, you have that choice. But I suggest you explore everything. You deserve to know."
"What do I need to know?"
He smiled at her question. "Can I show you?"
She nodded.
Valeria's heart began to race. This felt wrong but also so right.
"I want you to lay back for me. I'm going to explore you."
She laid back on the floor. L's hand first caressed her neck and slowly moved to her breasts. He lowered himself over her and brushed a strand of hair off of her face. His gaze fell to her lips and he lowered himself slowly to them. His lips grazed hers with softness and care.
"Can I kiss you?" he whispered, his breath warm against her lips.
She nodded against him and he pressed his lips harder to hers. His hand moved through her hair and his mouth was warm and wet against hers. It was a sensation she wasn't ready for but one she very much enjoyed. His tongue dipped between her lips and his body pressed hard against hers. Their mouths moved together for a long time until his hand moved under her soft white dress and cupped her breast firmly. She tingled between her legs which made her body press hard into his. She wanted his leg between hers to relieve the sensation. She was begging for touch and pressure there. She wanted him pressed hard against her.
He lifted his lips from hers and looked down at her. He knew she was excited and knew she needed attention between her legs. His smirk made her hungry for more. His breath smelled of smoke and mint and she began to crave it.
"How do you feel Valeria?"
"I'm feeling so much. Too much."
He smiled at her and nodded in understanding. "I know your body wants more, I could feel you pressing yourself into me."
"Why do I feel like that down there?"
"Where?" he said with a smirk.
She looked down at her center. "It feels so sensitive."
"You know you can relieve yourself right?"
"No! I could never."
"Try it, Valeria. Just use your fingers." He gently took her hand, pressed it against her center, and slowly moved it in circles for her. She sucked in a breath and looked at him with surprise. "You like that don't you?" he asked, as he pressed harder and pushed her hand up and down between her legs in steady movements. He let go to watch her grind against her own hand, but she removed it with uncertainty, not knowing what to do next.
"You're done already?" he said, with a smile. "You can play with yourself in whatever way feels good to you, Valeria... or, someone else can do it for you. Would you like that?"