Falling From Grace.

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Title: Falling From Grace
Rating: R (though, it could also be PG)
Pairing: Viggorli - even though the names are not mentioned.
Summary: AU - When angels fall from the heavens, devils are the ones to catch them.
Disclaimer: Well, since it is an AU...I would say it's not real.
Warning: Religious undertones, perhaps. If you squint.



He knows it is wrong. They shouldn’t be together. It is always too much and, yet, never enough. But isn’t that how it has always worked to make a saint become a sinner? Give enough just to bring him back begging. Make him always needing and wanting more.

His faith is too fragile to resist the temptation. He isn’t strong enough to deny those words whispered in his ear. To push away those hands that feel just right tracing his skin, leaving infernos of desire behind. To turn his mouth away from those kisses that speak of sin and wanton desire. Once he might have been strong, but now... He’s becoming a fallen angel. Falling from grace into the fires of amorous hell. Powerless to stop this from happening. Not caring, because the coolness of heaven is nothing compared to this burning inside of him.

As his body arches, seeking more, his voice gone hoarse with screams of lust, he can feel himself changing. As he looks into the eyes of his tempter, he sees passion, lust, obsession, hunger, and so much more. With tears falling down his cheeks like rain, he clings tighter and breaths the words of surrender into his lover’s mouth. He closes his eyes, so he cannot see the look of grim satisfaction that crosses his lover’s face. They both know that the knowledge of their love will not go unnoticed now. When the moment where pain and pleasure becomes darkly intertwined, he hears a cracking sound. Cries of rapture and unforgivable loss tears from his throat. He has given up everything for love of the one he should’ve never loved.

He had been warned that it was a dangerous, if not impossible, mission. To try and turn back someone that was so lost. He had ignored the warnings, thinking it would be easy. He had been so wrong.

With a seduction born of centuries of knowledge, he had been slowly and gradually lead astray. Touches gentler than a soft summer breeze. Kisses sweeter than a child’s laughter. Words spoken with such soft yearning, that he was left breathless. His trust, then his love had been gained to the point that nothing else mattered.

Now he’s no more than another fallen angel. Guilty of a sin that he can never regret. His faith and belief in someone else now. He wants to cry at the unfairness. How could a love so pure and rich be so wrong?

His lover pulls him close, cradling those broken wings with a gentle hand. Whispering into his ear that he’ll never give up on him. He’ll never turn his back.

And somehow he believes.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Beautiful and angsty.:)

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the comment. Hmm. I suppose it's in how you look at if you think it's angsty. While it is true that the angel fell from grace, but he had been lonely. So, one could look at it as he's no longer lonely and happy. Then, on the other hand, he did fall from grace. It goes along with what was the sin...
Still, happy you enjoyed it!

[araestel.livejournal.com]

Beautiful! Realization in the starkness of reality. Sometimes doing things we *think* are wrong aren't really so wrong after all.

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

Thank you for your insightful comments. :) I have a friend who wrote what she felt was the backstory to this. I didn't tell her if it was correct or not. I like writing stories that can have multitudes of meanings, all depending on how you look at it. I'm unable to draw (even my stick figures look bad). So, I guess this is my form of art.
I like your version of what you saw. Once again, thank you for sharing it with me!

[araestel.livejournal.com]

Thank *you* for sharing that lovely piece of art.

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

Noticed that you were from KY. May I ask which part. I'm from the Nashville, TN area, myself. :)

[araestel.livejournal.com]

I'm in Louisville--been here for 12 years. Before that, Lexington.

So you're about 4 hours away. Cool!

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

Ah. So, what did you think of how Orlando and Kristen said Louisville in the trailer for Elizabethtown. I told a friend from NYC that Kristen didn't do too bad of a job for someone from NJ. Orlando, well, thank goodness he isn't supposed to be speaking with a Southern accent. :)
I have always been around the Nashville area, except for the first two years of my life. Chula Vista, CA born. Actually, the first person on both sides of the family to be born outside the state of TN since the Civil War.
I hope you don't mind if I friend you. It would be nice to speak with someone who lives in a sister state and likes Viggorli. My other friends are either not for the Viggorli or "not another slash pairing". I have to keep quiet about the whole LotR (or connected LotR) slash with a friend - she'd murder me. :)

[araestel.livejournal.com]

I thought it was a hoot! All we Louisvillians try our best to teach people how to say the city name correctly so to throw that into the movie was priceless for me! And Orli with a southern accent? I can't even imagine it!

Of course friend me!! Southern at heart though a good portion of the old southern ways tend to make me run screaming for the hills. You know the ones.... the ones with the stills.... ;) Heh heh

Thankfully, my roommate is very understanding of my slash interest--actually, after all these years, she's quite used to it, though she's not a slasher in any way. It's always good to have new friends who love the same thing though.

*hugs* *pass the sweet tea* LOL

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

I think I would be scared if the very British Orlando did a Southern accent. Though it would be rather much of a hoot. ;) My NYC friend says that we leave out letters and put other letters in what we say. I told her that she was just jealous, because she couldn't say things properly. ;) People from your sister state (and I suppose sister city) laughed at the trailer, too. After all, we are the ones who have given someone directions to Louisville at one time or another.
Those hills are over in East TN. I still blush every time I hear the song "Rocky Top" and curse the living daylights out of UT. Though I must admit that some of my relatives probably did a little moonshine running back in the day. It was apparently good for the arthritis. *cough* Though as far as I know there is no inbreeding going on my family tree. :)
My friends are very understanding of slash, even the fanatic LotR friend. It just doesn't interest some and others...well, the pairings I like are not always who they like. Even my Church of Christ aunt is supportive of any type of writing I do. Well, unless I started writing in support of Satan, then I don't think that would go over. ;)
Hee! *passes iced sweet tea* Don't ever ask for that in NYC. They bring the nasty raspberry flavored stuff. :)

[araestel.livejournal.com]

Yes, can't you just imagine him trying to drawl out "Come on over, y'all." LMAO!!!!!

If it makes you feel any better, I curse UT and that damn song every chance I get. (Cat fan) Heh heh. It's *the* most obnoxious, HICK song known to mankind. No wonder people further north (Cincinnati) think we're all ignorant hicks down here marrying our cousins. ;) That's 2nd cousin, twice removed, thank you very much. *snerk*

It's good to have support. My dear 79 year old mother knows I write slash and thinks it's "sweet", but then again she figured me out early when at four I asked her why they had so many women on Stark Trek because Captain Kirk had Mr. Spock. I kid you not! Slasher from infancy.

Northerners just don't get "sweet tea". Adding surgar after it's made and in a glass, ain't sweet tea. I don't drink the stuff but I *do* know how to make it. My ex-hubby practically lived on the stuff. I prefer my cokes. ;)

So after all that, Howdy friend!

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

Aw, now. You got me wanting Orlando to speak Southern just for a few moments. Maybe I'll get lucky with Elizabethtown. :)
I just get annoyed with all the UT mania, especially that Manning widget. Bring me professional or arena football any day. My father loves UT, so I must hear that song played every single touchdown. I still can't believe that is one of our state songs. I was like which crackhead voted that one in? Then the Tennessee Waltz isn't much better. Either it's that "back hills inbred" song or the "woe is me, my girl done left me for my best friend" song.
Well, at least Southern girls are popular up North. Apparently that drawl translates to "Yes, I can actually cook". I get at least one marriage proposal from complete strangers every time I go up there. We may be inbred, but we have the drawl. :)
I always thought that Bones wanted to be in that pairing. You know Bones wanted Spock badly. The females were there to encourage our budding lesbianism. ;)
I love sweet tea, when it is made right and doesn't taste old. My family loved to travel and we always knew we were close to home when people knew what sweet tea was and they knew that coke meant the dark carbonated stuff, no matter if it went by Coke or Pepsi. I'm just too lazy to make sweet tea now. It's easier to open a coke.
Howdy back, sugar. :)

[araestel.livejournal.com]

Lord yes.... they do love us southerners. Every time I talk to my buddy in LA, she giggles at my accent. They all think it's cute. To me, I sound like an ignorant hick unless I channel my "late night radio voice" and that dear, is just too much damn work unless I'm singing Happy Birthday or making an obscene phone call. ;)

Coke means the same to me. The dark stuff with sugar already added.

I'm a cat fan thru and thru and the sound of Rocky top is like nails on a chalkboard to me. I can't even imagine living there and having to listen to it and be *expected* to embrace it. Take me out back and shoot me. Oh wait... that *is* still leagal there, right? Only in parts of KY is it. Heh heh

[odisowner.livejournal.com]

That was beautiful.

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

*blush* Thank you most kindly for your compliment. I like doing this type of writing. Alas, I only write what the muses tell me. I find that music influences the mood of my fics. I told a friend that almost all my fics are song fics in an odd way. :) I listened to Sheryl Crow's I Shall Believe while writing this.

[lady-razzle.livejournal.com]

ROWR.

I have a huge thing for Aziraphale/Crowley but that almost invariably ends up beingfar too cheerful for it's own good. I love the brutality of the relationship and how love and lust can be so twisted by our own senses of right and wrong.

And stuff.

Anyway. Rowr.

[sirenadeplata.livejournal.com]

To be honest, I have never heard of Good Omens or Aziraphale/Crowley until you just wrote it. I had to do a google search. *blush* Though it does sound quite fascinating, so I must look more into it.
My friend said it was a story of the homosexuality of actors and how their public condemns them. For the public is god to an actor and fickle in their affections. She said the question is more whom seduced whom in the V/O relationship. Was Orlando the seducer and persuaded Viggo to give up his hetrosexuality? Or was it Viggo, whom could not resist such youth and beauty and had to have it for his own?
I found that to be a most interesting interpretation of what I wrote. I always love seeing what people see in my stories that are like this. I loved seeing what you saw! :) And I am still blushing over your lovely remarks. After all, you have given me what I was searching for...was the mood right? :) So, many, many thanks to you for that.