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Chapter 15 - Chapter 13.5 – (R18) Kalawarna and Mittelt

The altar groaned under their combined weight as Takumi threw Kalawarna onto the sacred marble. Her indigo hair spilled across the consecrated cloth like a dark stain, the strands clinging to her damp neck. Before she could recover, his claws tore through her bodysuit—rrrip—exposing pale flesh that prickled in the cold church air.

"Hhng...?! S-Stop—!"

Two thick fingers speared into her untouched pussy without warning.

Squelch!

Her wings snapped taut against their harness, primary feathers quivering like plucked bowstrings.

"Hah... uhnn... wh-what is..." Her protest dissolved into confused panting as his thumb found her clit, rubbing rough circles that sent jolts up her spine.

Nearby, Mittelt scrambled backward until her back hit a pew.

"D-Don't look at me!" she shrieked, though her thighs pressed together in a futile attempt to hide the damp patch spreading across her ripped panties.

Takumi chuckled darkly, never slowing the squish-squish of his fingers pistoning into Kalawarna.

"Your little friend's already wet," he murmured, watching Mittelt's face flush crimson. "Guess angels like watching."

Scratch!

His free hand cracked across Kalawarna's exposed nipple, making her "Aaaahh—!?" as the sting radiated through her chest. Her wings flapped wildly, scattering black feathers across the defiled altar.

"Disgusting," Takumi growled when her pussy clenched around his fingers. He twisted them sharply, watching her back arch off the marble. "Celestial whore coming on my hand~."

Splish-splurt!

Her climax hit violently, juices splattering across the sacred cloth. As Kalawarna lay panting, Takumi turned his attention to the trembling Mittelt, her sky-blue eyes wide with dawning horror.

"Your turn."

Mittelt's breath came in ragged bursts as Takumi advanced, her back pressing harder into the unforgiving pew. The scent of Kalawarna's arousal hung thick in the air, mixing with the church's fading incense. 

"S-Stay back!" she snarled, though her trembling legs betrayed her. 

Takumi said nothing. His fingers—still glistening with Kalawarna's release—dripped onto the stone floor as he closed the distance.

Plip. Plip. 

"Hhng...?" Her sky-blue eyes darted to Kalawarna's limp form on the altar, then back. "I-I'll—" 

Schwip! 

His hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of her twin-tails and yanking her forward. Her knees scraped against cold stone as she was dragged toward him, the sudden pain making her "Eek?!" 

"You talk too much," he murmured, his free hand ripping away what remained of her panties. The sound of tearing fabric echoed through the hollow church. 

Squelch! 

Two fingers plunged into her tight cunt without warning. Her body jolted, her tiny wings fluttering wildly behind her. 

"N-Not—! Ahh...!" Her protest dissolved into a moan as his thumb found her clit, rubbing in slow, cruel circles. 

Nearby, Kalawarna stirred weakly on the altar, her indigo hair sticking to her sweat-slicked skin. Her amber eyes, still glazed from her violation, struggled to focus on Mittelt's trembling form. 

"Ka-Kalawarna…. L-Look away...!" Mittelt begged, her voice cracking as Takumi's fingers curled inside her. 

He chuckled, leaning close enough for her to feel his breath on her ear. "She can't help you." 

Smack! 

His palm cracked across her bare ass, the sharp sting radiating up her spine. Her back arched, her "Aaaahh—!?" echoing off the vaulted ceilings. 

"Pathetic," he growled, watching her pussy clench around his fingers. "Fighting just makes you wetter." 

Splish-splurt! 

Her climax hit like a punch to the gut, juices gushing down her thighs. Takumi withdrew his fingers, pressing them against her swollen lips. 

"Clean it up," he ordered, watching her tongue dart out in trembling obedience. "You're not done yet."

… 

The clink of Takumi's belt buckle seemed deafening in the hollow church. Kalawarna's chest rose and fell rapidly, her indigo hair plastered to the altar's marble surface with sweat and spilled wine. 

"Hhng...? N-Not there..." Her voice wavered as his cockhead prodded at her soaked entrance. 

Takumi tilted his head, running a finger along her trembling thigh. "Why not? Scared your holy cunt might like it?" 

Squelch! 

"AAAAHH—!?"

Her screams shattered the church's silence as he buried himself to the hilt in one smooth thrust. The pop of her hymen breaking was drowned out by her choked sobs. 

"F-Fuck... no..." Her hips twitched involuntarily, her pussy fluttering around his girth. "T-Too deep...!" 

Takumi tsked, rolling his hips in slow circles that made her toes curl. "Funny. Your body's saying more." He traced a finger along her quivering abdomen. "I can feel your womb already trying to suck me in." 

Nearby, Mittelt bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, her thighs pressing together at the lewd squelch-squelch sounds. 

Kalawarna turned her face away—until Takumi gripped her chin, forcing her to meet Mittelt's gaze. "Watch her," he purred, snapping his hips sharply. "She's learning what happens to naughty angels." 

SMACK! 

Her "Eek?!" echoed off the vaulted ceilings as his palm hit her ass. "D-Don't—!" 

"Don't what?" He punctuated each word with a brutal thrust. "Don't make you cum on my cock? Don't flood this altar?" His fingers dug into her hips. "Too late." 

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Her climax hit like a lightning strike, juices gushing around his shaft. Takumi didn't slow—he angled deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix. 

"Hah...! Hah...! Please—!" Her nails scraped the marble as her body betrayed her, hips lifting to meet each thrust. 

"Please what?" He nibbled her earlobe. "Please ruin this holy place? Please take my seed like a good little whore?" 

AAAAHHHH—!!"

When he finally rammed past her cervix, her pitiful voice shook dust from the rafters. 

Splurt! Splurt! SPLOOSH! 

Thick ropes of cum flooded her womb, each pulse drawing weak "Nn... nn..." whimpers as her overstimulated cunt milked him dry. 

Takumi withdrew with a wet schlorp, admiring his seed dripping from her well-used hole. He gathered a glistening strand on his fingers. 

"Taste," he murmured, pressing against her parted lips. "That's your new holy water." 

The scent of sex and spilled wine hung thick in the air as Takumi turned his attention to Mittelt. The petite angel scrambled backward, her torn thigh-highs scuffing against the stone floor. 

"S-Stay away!" Her voice cracked, sky-blue eyes darting to Kalawarna's limp form on the altar. 

Takumi crouched, tilting his head like a predator studying prey. "Why? Worried you'll enjoy it as much as she did?" His fingers traced up her trembling calf. "Your thighs are shaking already." 

Schwip! 

He yanked her forward by her twin-tails, her "Eek?!" cut short as her face pressed into Kalawarna's soaked folds. The musky scent of her sister angel's violation filled her nostrils. 

"Hhng...! D-Disgusting—!" 

"Disgusting?" Takumi chuckled, twisting her hair tighter. "Then why's your tongue out?" 

Mittelt froze—she hadn't even realized her pink tongue peeked between her lips, hovering just millimeters from Kalawarna's swollen pussy. 

Smack! 

His palm cracked across her bare ass. "Lick. Unless you want me to fuck this ruined cunt instead?" He ground his still-hard cock against Kalawarna's thigh for emphasis. 

"Nn...! Fine!" 

Her tongue darted out in quick, birdlike licks, cleaning the mixed fluids from Kalawarna's folds. 

"Pathetic," Takumi murmured, watching her sky-blue eyes water. "An angel, lapping up demon seed like a thirsty kitten." 

Squelch-squelch Lick~ Lick~

The wet sounds filled the church as Mittelt's licks grew slower, more deliberate. A thin strand of saliva dripped from her chin onto the altar. 

Takumi gripped her hips, yanking her backward. "Now show me that pretty ass." 

"W-What? No—!" 

Too late. His thumbs dug into her cheeks, spreading her wide. The cool church air brushed her exposed hole, making her "Hhng...!" 

"Tighter than I thought," he mused, spitting directly onto her clenched entrance. "Let's fix that." 

Squelch! 

One thick finger plunged in without warning. Mittelt's "AAAAHH—!?" echoed through the nave as her tiny wings flapped wildly. 

"Hah...! S-Stop...! It h-hurts...!" 

"Hurts?" He curled his finger, watching her toes curl. "Or feels so good it hurts?" Schlick-schlick went his finger, stretching her tighter than anything she'd ever taken. 

Kalawarna stirred weakly, her amber eyes half-lidded as she watched her sister angel squirm. 

"L-Look away...!" Mittelt begged, her face burning crimson. 

Takumi added a second finger, scissoring her open. "Too late. She's seeing what a greedy little asshole you really have." 

Splish-splurt! 

Mittelt came violently, her "UUUHHH—!!" shaking the pews as her untouched pussy gushed across the stone floor. 

Takumi withdrew his glistening fingers, smearing her own slick across her lips. 

"Guess we found your weak spot," he murmured, watching her tongue dart out to taste herself. "Holy ass takes dick better than your mouth." 

Mittelt's tiny chest heaved as she knelt on the cold stone, her thighs still trembling from the aftershocks. The scent of sex and sweat clung to her skin, mingling with the fading incense. Takumi circled her like a vulture, his boots clicking against the church floor. 

"Hhng...? W-What now...?" Her voice was hoarse, her sky-blue eyes darting up warily. 

Takumi smirked, running a finger along her damp cheek. "Now we see how deep your devotion really goes." 

He gripped her twin-tails, forcing her head down until her forehead pressed against the stone. The cold sent a shiver through her petite frame. 

"Eek?! W-Wait—!" 

Thud. 

His boot came down on the back of her head, grinding her face into the floor. Her "Mmmph! Mmm!" was muffled by the stone as she squirmed beneath his weight. 

"Stay." His voice dripped with mock sweetness. "This is where trash like you belongs." 

Nearby, Kalawarna stirred weakly on the altar, her amber eyes struggling to focus. The sight of Mittelt pinned under Takumi's boot made her breath hitch. 

"P-Please... stop..." Kalawarna's plea was barely a whisper. 

Takumi tsked, applying more pressure to Mittelt's skull. "You should be thanking me," he purred. "I'm teaching her humility." 

Schlick. 

His free hand dipped between Mittelt's thighs, fingers sliding through her slick folds with ease. 

"Nn! N-Not agai—!" 

"Shh." He pressed down harder with his boot. "The only sounds I want to hear are your pathetic little moans." 

His fingers curled inside her, scissoring roughly. The wet squelch-squelch echoed through the hollow church, mixing with Mittelt's muffled whimpers. 

"Look at you," Takumi murmured, watching her tiny wings flutter helplessly. "A fallen angel, getting off on being treated like a doormat." 

Smack! 

His palm cracked across her ass, leaving a red handprint that stood out against her pale skin. Her "Mmmph! Mmm!" grew louder, her hips twitching against her will. 

Kalawarna's breath hitched as she watched, her own thighs pressing together unconsciously. 

Takumi noticed, his smirk widening. "Jealous?" He twisted his fingers inside Mittelt, making her "UUHHH—!!" against the stone. "Don't worry. You'll get your turn." 

Splish-splurt! Splish-splurt! 

Mittelt came violently, her body convulsing beneath his boot as her pussy gushed across the floor. 

Takumi finally lifted his foot, grabbing her hair to yank her head up. Her face was a mess of tears, drool, and stone dust. 

"Beautiful," he murmured, smearing her own slick across her lips. "Now clean up your mess." 

Mittelt's sky-blue eyes were glazed, her tongue peeking out instinctively. 

"G-Good girl," Kalawarna whispered weakly, her own body trembling with unwanted arousal. 

Takumi chuckled darkly, stroking Mittelt's hair as she licked the floor. "See? Even your sister knows your place." 

Dawn's pale light filtered through shattered stained glass, painting the defiled church in hues of blood and gold. Kalawarna lay sprawled across the altar, her indigo hair fanned beneath her like a ruined halo. Mittelt curled against her side, their sweat-slicked skin sticking together where they touched. 

Takumi's fingers traced lazy patterns along Mittelt's spine, following the delicate bumps of her vertebrae. She shivered, her tiny wings giving a weak flutter that sent loose feathers drifting to the floor. 

"Hhng...?" Her sky-blue eyes blinked open, hazy with exhaustion. 

"Shh." He pressed a finger to her swollen lips, feeling her breath hitch. "Just enjoying the view." 

Kalawarna stirred, her amber eyes focusing slowly. The sight of Takumi's cock resting against Mittelt's cheek made her throat bob in a silent swallow. 

"Still thirsty?" Takumi chuckled, watching her gaze linger. He tapped his length against Mittelt's lips. "Open." 

Mittelt obeyed without hesitation, her pink tongue peeking out to lap at the head. The slurp slurp of her ministrations filled the quiet church. 

"G-Good... girl..." Kalawarna murmured, her voice raw. 

Takumi smirked, running his fingers through Kalawarna's tangled locks. "You want a turn too?" 

She hesitated—then gave the tiniest nod, her cheeks flushing darker. 

"Pathetic." The word came out almost fond as he guided her head toward his cock. 

Schlorp. 

Kalawarna's lips parted, taking him deep with a wet gulp. Her nose brushed against Mittelt's cheek as they shared his length, their synchronized bobs sending shivers through both their frames. 

"Nn... ngh..." 

Mittelt's moan vibrated around him, her fingers clutching at Kalawarna's arm for balance. The older angel responded by nuzzling closer, their foreheads touching as they worked together. 

Takumi groaned, his fingers tightening in indigo and blonde hair alike. "Fuck... look at you two." 

The rising sun caught the tear tracks on their faces, turning them to liquid gold. Their wings—once proud symbols of celestial might—lay tangled together, black and white feathers intermixed beyond recognition. 

When he finally pulled away, strings of saliva bridged their swollen lips to his cock. 

"Beautiful," he murmured, smearing pre-cum across their tongues. 

Mittelt leaned into Kalawarna's touch, her sky-blue eyes half-lidded. The older angel kissed her forehead gently, their shared degradation forging something terrifyingly close to affection. 

Takumi stroked their wings, watching them melt into the touch. 

"Prayers won't wash this off," he repeated softly—but neither angel moved to disagree. 

...

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