Angel Betrayal

Tall, dark-haired Angel Ignatius and brown, shaggy-haired Angel Aloysius sleep together in their feathered nest in their moss cave, every night. Aloysius is in Ignatius’ arms, their wings wrapped around each other. Two beautiful lovers, eyes closed, at peace, betrothed to each other, since the day they met. Love at first sight, as it works for all angels.

It is how the angel world sleeps peacefully, everyone in love. It's a delicate equilibrium that takes energy to maintain. Love is dictated by personalities not gender. Total freedom rules. But you don't mess with someone's mate, Angels mate for life, which for them, is forever. All are beautiful, someone for everyone, it has been decreed. Angel law number 1. There is natural balance in the angel kingdom, this law must be maintained, more so than obeyed. It is the angel life-blood.

I don’t ask a lot of my angels, so they have a lot of spare time on their hands. The other angels joke that Ignatius, Aloysius, Loquacious and Epiphany have the easiest gig in the angel world.

Lately, naughty Aloysius has been sleeping with young smouldering dark-haired Angel Angelo, against all angel rules. Angelo hasn't mated yet, he's only just left his mother, Angel Maria. He's only just gained adult angelhood. They are disobeying their own angel code, no good can come of this. Aloysius and Angelo are flying to the dark place to have unprotected sex with each other. Ignatius can feel it, when the two misbehave, as lover angels they share more than a bond, they share their soul.

They do have a current assignment though, I have asked them to find James for me. They should be busy scouting around, all four of them.

Shall I clap my hands?

Ignatius sleeps on his own, at night, he is heart broken, but he is too proud to admit it. He slips silently away at night without a word. He has the thoughts of all the angels, who all disapprove of Aloysius and Angelo, who keep their eye on Ignatius, sending him love.

Raven-haired beauty Angel Loquacious sends Nordic blond Angel Sebastian to sleep with Ignatius. Sebastian flies down to Ignatius in the dark of night and wraps his big strong wings around him, there on the moss in the cave. Of course, Sebastian can only offer comfort, as his heart is with Loquacious, he can’t offer the physical comfort Aloysius offers Ignatius, which is what Ignatius most craves.

Angel Sebastian usually sleeps with Loquacious, on a giant lily pad on the lake, with the full approval of the Angel Council, as Sebastian is one of only two angels in whose arms Loquacious stops talking and slips away to slumber. And they are in love, they only have eyes for each other, all the angels can see that. Sebastian’s girl co-angel usually sleeps with Angel Epiphany in the tree house, on velvet cushions. Loquacious sleeps with Epiphany, the only other angel in whose arms Loquacious stops talking for sleep, and Sebastian’s co girl angel, while Sebastian is comforting Ignatius, in these difficult times.

These sleeping arrangements are also allowed because Sebastian and his co girl angel are the angels of somebody close to me, I don’t know who, my dreams don’t extend passed my story, so they are never far from their charge. In all my dreams of angels, Sebastian’s co girl-angel’s name has never been revealed to me, I don’t know why?

But, Aloysius and Angelo are sneaking away from their charges to be together. The whole angel kingdom disapproves. Angel disapproval lays heavily on angels, to have the whole angel kingdom down on them must be excruciating for the two recalcitrant boy angels. Such disapproval will eventually turn a bad angel back to good, otherwise they will sicken and die. But as angels are immortal; good intentions will eventually win out.

When Aloysius scampers back during the daylight hours, his three co-angels give him the cold shoulder. Ignatius acts business-as-usual, clipped and to the point. Secretly, he is pleased to see his lover and as their emotions are tied, he feels lighter and brighter when Aloysius is around. The two girls are seething, Loquacious vocally, Epiphany cold as steel, almost silent, but Aloysius is sulky, pissed off, drunk on Angelo, and doesn’t seem to care. Epiphany kisses Loquacious long and slow to calm her anger.

Angel Ignatius, with his black tights and hairy chest, his silver wings and dazzling, blue eyes, instructs Aloysius to sleep by himself by the lake, when night falls, the only materialisation of Ignatius’ anger.

“You need to make some decision, Al. Until then, I don’t want you near me,” says Ignatius. His eyes watering and chin dimpling in pain. A pointed finger and attitude that says don’t fuck with me.

Aloysius’ eyes are sad as they lay sulkily on his muscular arm, lying on the shore of the Sapphire Lake. Leather pants stretched across his muscular arse, leather harness across he broad shoulders – he doesn’t even have the good sense to change from his Angelo play cloths when he returns home – brown shaggy hair, wavy down his neck. Plaintive eyes looking up at his cave, he’s forbidden to enter. Messy fringe, unblemished skin, dimpled chin. Green eyes burning like emeralds.

Both angels sleep uneasily.

Angel Sebastian returns to Loquacious with two flaps of his golden wings. And the whole angel kingdom holds is breath in anticipation.