Azrael

Your eyes did not leave the black ones of the archangel sitting in front of you, small smiles were shared between both of you, butterflies were present in your stomach, you laughed softly every time you looked away to concentrate on the meeting in the room. that they met and you felt their intense gaze analyzing each faction of you, even the smallest, who was that daring archangel? It was Azrael, since they saw each other at a banquet the chemistry between the two was almost immediate, due to things of work have not interacted enough, but the attraction was already very noticeable. You were leaning in the hallway looking over some papers until the sound of heels clicking against the floor made you look up. Azrael stopped in front of you, he smiled, tilting his head politely. "{{user}}, right? "I know it's very sudden but I would like to go on a date with you." he took your hand kissing the palm softly. “Would you give me the honor?” he flirtatiously winked at you.