[ If the nearby mortals haven't noticed the screams, the sudden light that brightens the plaza must certainly have drawn some attention. William's wings have erupted from his back, once more. They flutter around them, somehow warming the air. William leans forward, his hands resting beside hers on the wall. Grell should thank heaven she's a super natural being, as well, as William's strength seems to have risen as his angelic form emerges more brightly. With each thrust, the bricks seem to shake, and a slowly growing indentation forms around where Grell leans. ]
To think someone as morally broken as you would earn such attention from an angel.
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To think someone as morally broken as you would earn such attention from an angel.