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MidReal Story
Seduced by Shadows
Scenario:Uriel was sitting at a bar, his gaze shifted to another man sitting a few stools down, he seemed submissive and bit feminine. Uriel went over at they started talking and drinking together. With Uriel's charms, one thing led to another and before they knew it they ended up in Uriel's bedroom.
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Michael
angelic protector of Leo and enemy of Uriel, broadshouldered with golden hair and gentle eyes, protective and righteous.
Leo
submissive human, seduced by Uriel, slender with soft features and doelike eyes, innocent yet curious.
Uriel
dominant demon, seduces Leo, tall with sharp features and piercing eyes, charismatic and manipulative.
I saw him across the room and I knew he was the one.
He was tall, slender, with soft features and doe-like eyes.
His hair was a dark brown, almost black, and his skin was pale.
He looked like an angel, and I wanted to corrupt him.
I made my way over to him, and he looked up at me with those big eyes of his.
"Hi," I said, flashing him my most charming smile.
"Hello," he said in a soft voice.
"You come here often?"
I asked.
"No," he replied.
"I’m not really a bar person."
"Me either," I said, leaning in closer to him so I could smell his sweet scent.
"What brings you here tonight?"
He hesitated, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape.
"A friend recommended this place," he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.
I leaned in even closer, my lips almost brushing his ear.
"Well, your friend has good taste," I murmured.
He blushed, a delightful shade of pink spreading across his cheeks.
"Can I buy you a drink?" I offered, my smile widening as I watched him squirm under my gaze.
"Uh, sure," he stammered, clearly flustered.
We made our way to the bar, and I ordered two glasses of whiskey.
As the bartender slid the drinks towards us, I raised my glass to him.
"To new friends," I said with a wink.
He clinked his glass against mine, his hand trembling slightly.
"To new friends," he echoed, taking a tentative sip.
We settled into a corner booth, the dim lighting casting shadows across his delicate features.
"So, what's your name?" I asked, resting my chin on my hand as I studied him.
"Leo," he replied, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before flickering away.
"Leo," I repeated, savoring the sound of it on my tongue. "I'm Uriel."
He nodded, taking another sip of his drink.
"So, Leo," I said, leaning back in my seat. "What do you do when you're not being dragged to bars by well-meaning friends?"
He laughed nervously, the sound like music to my ears.
"I'm a graphic designer," he said. "I work from home mostly."
"Interesting," I said, genuinely intrigued. "I've always admired people who can create art."
He smiled shyly, clearly pleased by the compliment.
"What about you?" he asked. "What do you do?"
"Oh, this and that," I replied vaguely. "Mostly freelance work."
We continued talking, the conversation flowing more easily as the alcohol loosened his tongue.
I told him stories that made him laugh, and each time he did, it felt like a small victory.
As the night wore on, our hands brushed against each other more frequently.
Each touch sent a jolt of electricity through me, and I could see it had the same effect on him.
The bar around us seemed to fade away until it was just the two of us in our own little world.
I leaned in closer once more, my lips inches from his.
"How about we continue this somewhere more private?" I suggested softly.
He hesitated again, biting his lower lip as he considered my proposal.
"I don't know..." he began.
"Come on," I coaxed gently. "It'll be fun."
His curiosity got the better of him, and he nodded slowly.
"Okay," he agreed.
I stood up and offered him my hand. He took it hesitantly but didn't let go as we made our way out of the bar and into the cool night air.
We walked in comfortable silence towards my apartment building just a few blocks away.
As we reached the entrance and stepped inside, I could feel the anticipation building between us.
We rode the elevator up to my floor in silence, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.
When we reached my door, I turned to face him with a mischievous grin.
"Ready?" I asked.
Before he could answer, there was a sudden crash from inside my apartment followed by an eerie silence.
Leo's eyes widened in fear as he looked at me for an explanation.
I turned to Leo, who looked frightened, his eyes wide and his breath coming in short gasps.
"Stay here," I commanded, my voice firm and leaving no room for argument.
Leo nodded, his face pale as he clutched his hands together.
I walked into the room, scanning for any threats, my senses on high alert.
The dim light cast long shadows across the walls, making everything seem more ominous.
A soft meow broke the silence, and I spotted my cat sitting innocently by the window, its tail flicking lazily.
My irritation grew as I realized what had happened.
I picked up the cat, its fur soft against my fingers, and carried it to the door.
"Out you go," I muttered, placing it outside the bedroom and shutting the door firmly behind it.
Returning to Leo, I softened my expression, trying to ease his obvious tension.
"Just my cat," I said, brushing a strand of hair from his face with a gentle touch.
He relaxed slightly, but I could still see the lingering tension in his posture.
I moved closer to him, my hand trailing down his arm in a soothing gesture.
"Now, where were we?" I whispered, my voice low and inviting.
Leo's eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything else faded away.
His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.
I leaned in closer, feeling the warmth of his breath against my skin.
"We were just getting comfortable," he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.
I smiled at him, pleased by his response.
"Good," I murmured. "Let's keep it that way."
I led him further into the apartment, away from the broken vase and any lingering doubts.
The living room was dimly lit by a single lamp in the corner, casting a soft glow over the furniture.
We settled onto the couch, our bodies close enough that I could feel his warmth seeping into me.
"So," I said softly, "tell me more about yourself."
Leo hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"I don't usually do this," he admitted. "Go home with someone I've just met."
I nodded understandingly. "Neither do I," I lied smoothly. "But there's something about you that makes me want to break all my rules."
He blushed again, that delightful shade of pink spreading across his cheeks.
"I guess there's something about you too," he said shyly.
I reached out and took his hand in mine, feeling the slight tremor in his fingers.
"Then let's make tonight memorable," I suggested.
He looked at me with those big doe-like eyes of his and nodded slowly.
"Okay," he agreed softly.
We spent the next few hours talking and laughing, sharing stories and secrets that felt too intimate for such a short acquaintance.
Each time our hands brushed or our eyes met, it felt like a spark igniting between us.
He shivered but didn't pull away.
I leaned in, my breath warm against his ear.
"You're mine tonight," I whispered, my voice a mix of sweetness and darkness.
Leo's eyes fluttered closed, a mix of fear and excitement evident on his face.
My hand slid down to his waist, pulling him closer.
His heart raced under my touch, his breathing becoming shallow.
I kissed his neck, feeling him tremble beneath me.
For a moment, he hesitated, but then he wrapped his arms around me, surrendering to my allure.
A smirk formed on my lips as I sensed his submission deepening.
I continued to explore his body with possessive intent, my hands roaming over his back and sides.
Leo's breath hitched as I traced patterns on his skin, each touch eliciting a soft gasp from him.
The room seemed to close in around us, the dim light casting shadows that danced across the walls.
The air was thick with tension and anticipation, every sound amplified in the silence.
Leo's fingers dug into my shoulders as I pressed him closer, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
"Uriel," he breathed out, his voice shaky but filled with longing.
I pulled back slightly to look into his eyes, seeing the mixture of emotions swirling within them.
"Yes?" I asked softly, my thumb brushing against his cheek.
"I... I've never felt like this before," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
I leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips, savoring the taste of him.
"Neither have I," I lied smoothly. "But I'm glad it's with you."
He smiled shyly at my words, the tension in his body easing slightly.
I took advantage of the moment to deepen our connection, my hands exploring every inch of him with deliberate care.
Each touch was calculated to elicit a response, to draw him further into my web.
Leo's breathing grew more erratic as I continued my ministrations, his body arching into mine with each caress.
I could feel the heat radiating off him, the desire building between us like a tangible force.
"Uriel," he moaned softly, his voice filled with need.
I responded by kissing him again, this time more passionately, letting him feel the depth of my desire for him.
As our lips parted, I whispered against his skin. "You're perfect."
His eyes met mine once more, filled with trust and vulnerability.
His breath quickened, each exhale shaky and filled with anticipation.
His eyes were wide, a mix of desire and confusion swirling within them.
I leaned in, my lips tracing a path down his neck, leaving marks of possession in their wake.
Leo's fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as if he couldn't bear to be apart.
"Uriel," he whispered, his voice trembling.
I paused for a moment, savoring the sound of my name on his lips.
Then I leaned in closer, my breath warm against his ear.
"You're mine tonight," I murmured, my voice dark and promising.
Leo shivered at my words, his body reacting to the promise they held.
The air around us grew thick with heat and longing, every touch and whisper amplifying the tension between us.
Leo's moans grew louder, his body arching into my touch as if seeking more.
I reveled in his surrender, the way he gave himself over to me completely.
My own desire intensified with each passing second, the need to claim him growing stronger.
We moved together in a dance of passion and dominance, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
Each touch deepened our connection, sealing Leo's fate further under my control.
I could feel the power shift between us, the balance tipping in my favor as he yielded to my will.
"Uriel," he gasped again, his voice filled with need.
I responded by pressing him closer, my hands exploring every inch of him with deliberate care.
His skin was soft and warm under my fingertips, each touch eliciting a response that fueled my desire even more.
Leo's breathing grew more erratic, his body trembling with anticipation.
"You're perfect," I whispered against his skin, my lips brushing against his ear.
He responded with a soft moan, his fingers tightening in my hair as if afraid to let go.
The room seemed to close in around us, the dim light casting shadows that danced across the walls.
Every sound was amplified in the silence, each gasp and moan echoing through the space.
Leo's heart raced under my touch, his pulse quickening with each passing moment.
I could feel the heat building between us like a tangible force, drawing us closer together.
"Uriel," he breathed out again, his voice shaky but filled with longing.
I pulled back slightly to look into his eyes, seeing the mixture of emotions swirling within them.
"Yes?" I asked softly, my thumb brushing against his cheek.
"I've never felt like this before," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
I leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips, savoring the taste of him.
"Neither have I," I lied smoothly. "But I'm glad it's with you."
He smiled shyly at my words, the tension in his body easing slightly.
I took advantage of the moment to deepen our connection even further.
My hands continued their exploration, each touch calculated to elicit a response from him.
Leo's breathing grew more erratic as I continued my ministrations.
His body arched into mine with each caress, seeking more of the pleasure I offered.
"Uriel," he moaned softly once more.
I responded by kissing him again, this time more passionately than before.
Letting him feel the depth of my desire for him and the control I held over him.
As our lips parted once more, I whispered against his skin. "You're mine."
Leo's body responded eagerly, his innocence fading with each passing second.
My hands roamed possessively over him, leaving marks of ownership on his skin.
Leo's moans turned desperate, his need overtaking any lingering fear.
"You're mine," I whispered darkly into his ear, making him shiver with anticipation.
We moved to the bedroom, our steps hurried and filled with urgency.
The room was dimly lit, the shadows creating an intimate atmosphere.
I pushed Leo onto the bed, my dominance intensifying with every movement.
He looked up at me, his eyes filled with trust and submission.
I climbed on top of him, my hands exploring his body with a renewed fervor.
Leo's submission deepened, his trust in me absolute.
His fingers clutched at the sheets as I continued to claim him.
Each touch was deliberate, each kiss a promise of what was to come.
The night was filled with raw passion and unrestrained desire, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
As dawn approached, Leo lay exhausted but content in my arms.
His breathing was steady, a soft smile playing on his lips.
I smirked, knowing I had successfully corrupted him.
Our bond was now unbreakable, driven by our darkest desires.
Leo stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open to meet mine.
"Uriel," he murmured sleepily, his voice filled with affection.
"Yes?" I replied softly, brushing a strand of hair from his face.
"Thank you," he said simply, his eyes closing again as he drifted back to sleep.
I watched him for a moment longer before slipping out of bed quietly.
The room was bathed in the soft light of dawn, casting a gentle glow over everything.
I dressed quickly, my mind already planning our next encounter.
I left a note on the pillow, promising to return and claim him once more.
Quietly, I dressed and exited the apartment.
The hallway was silent, the early morning light casting long shadows on the walls.
I descended the stairs, my footsteps barely making a sound on the worn wooden steps.
Outside, the air was crisp and cool, a stark contrast to the heat that had filled the room moments before.
Michael waited by the alley entrance, his eyes filled with anger.
"Stay away from him," he demanded, his voice low and threatening.
I smirked, feeling the power shift in my favor.
"He's mine now," I replied coldly.
Michael's face twisted with rage as he lunged at me.
I dodged effortlessly, his fist grazing past my shoulder.
The alley echoed with our clash, each strike filled with fury and determination.
He swung again, but I caught his arm and twisted it behind his back.
"You're not strong enough to take him from me," I hissed into his ear.
Michael growled in frustration, struggling against my grip.
With a swift motion, he broke free and aimed a kick at my side.
I blocked it with ease, countering with a punch that sent him staggering backward.
His eyes burned with defiance as he regained his balance.
We circled each other, the tension between us palpable.
"You don't understand what you're dealing with," Michael spat, wiping blood from his lip.
"I understand perfectly," I retorted. "And I'm not afraid of you."
He charged at me again, but this time I was ready.
I sidestepped and delivered a sharp elbow to his ribs, knocking the wind out of him.
Michael doubled over in pain but quickly recovered, his determination unbroken.
Our fight continued, each of us refusing to back down.
The alley seemed to close in around us, the walls echoing our grunts and clashes.
Finally, with one last powerful strike, I sent Michael crashing to the ground.
He lay there for a moment, breathing heavily and glaring up at me.
"This isn't over," he warned through gritted teeth.
"This isn't over," he spat, his voice dripping with venom.
I smirked, knowing my victory was temporary but satisfying for now.
I knelt beside him, my face inches from his ear.
"Consider this a warning," I whispered darkly. "Stay out of my way."
His eyes flashed with anger, but he remained silent.
I stood up and walked away, disappearing into the morning mist that had begun to settle over the alley.
The air was cool and damp, the fog wrapping around me like a shroud as I made my way back to my apartment.
The streets were quiet, the city still waking up from its slumber.
I moved quickly, my mind already shifting back to Leo and what awaited me at home.
When I entered the apartment, the room was dimly lit by the early morning light filtering through the curtains.
Leo stirred awake on the bed, his eyes fluttering open in confusion.
He looked around, finding himself alone in the room.
His gaze fell on the note I had left on the pillow beside him.
With trembling hands, he picked it up and began to read.
"Leo," the note began. "I'll be back soon. Wait for me."
His eyes widened as he read further, realizing the depth of our connection and what it meant for both of us.
He clutched the note tightly, his heart racing with a mix of anticipation and fear.
The door creaked open slowly, and Leo looked up to see me standing there.
A dark smile played on my lips as I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.
"Did you miss me?" I asked, my voice low and teasing.
Leo's eyes met mine, filled with a mixture of relief and apprehension.
"I... I didn't know where you went," he stammered, his voice shaky.
I walked over to him, my movements deliberate and controlled.
"I had some business to take care of," I replied smoothly. "But I'm here now."
Leo's eyes searched mine for answers, but he found none that would ease his mind completely.
I reached out and gently cupped his face in my hand, feeling the warmth of his skin against my palm.
"You don't need to worry about anything," I assured him. "I'm here to protect you."
He nodded slowly, still clutching the note in his hand as if it were a lifeline.
I leaned in closer, my breath warm against his ear once more.
"You're mine," I whispered softly. "And I'll always come back for you."
Leo shivered at my words, his body reacting instinctively to my presence.
I could feel the tension between us building again, the unspoken promise of what was to come hanging in the air.
Without another word, I pulled him into a deep kiss, letting him feel the intensity of my desire for him once more.
His arms wrapped around me tightly, holding on as if afraid I'd disappear again.
We moved together towards the bed, our steps slow and deliberate this time.
The room seemed to close in around us once more as we surrendered to our desires.
As we lay together in the dim light of dawn, I knew that our bond was stronger than ever before.
No one would come between us now—not Michael or anyone else who dared to try.
