I Wanna Know [Ramiel!]

[Eve Amherst]

Flicking the old zippo open and giving it a few clicks Eve leaned in and lit the last few candles in the bedroom of the notable hotel room that she had decided to splurge on. It wasn't something she did very often, but hell every now and then a girl just needed to treat herself. Other women go out and get mani-pedis and spend hours upon hours with mud on their faces having their hair yanked and permed and whatever. Eve on the other hand preferred to get a nice, reputable hotel room for a night or two as opposed to the usual shady motels that she frequented.

Stepping back to admire her handiwork Eve smirked to herself, dozens of candles were all over the hotel room, casting a soft yellow glow while the shadows danced on the walls. Sexy sort of atmosphere, yeah that was exactly what she was going for tonight too. Giving herself one last look in the mirror she smoothed out her hair in a slightly nervous fashion and tried to keep from biting her lip least she mess up that dark, poisonous red lipstick she had coated them with. God damn it she looked hot! Hair with a wavy windblown sort of look, makeup dark and sexy and wearing nothing more then what amounted to some strategically placed lace.

Let's see that little asexual twig of an angel try and say no to her now. Eve liked him well enough, always did have a soft spot for eccentric little weirdos, angels or not but the fact that he constantly managed to rebuff her was not something that sat well with the woman. People did not rebuff Eve Amherst, she was a goddamn human equivalence to a succubus or a siren, she called they came. And yes that was an innuendo there, she was that good. By god she would have that stick figure even if she had to pull out all the stops, which she damn well just did. Turning the radio on to the classic rock station Evee grinned upon hearing Foreigner's I Wanna Know What Love Is, stepped into the living room and called for Ramiel. She would show that weirdo the joys of love once and for all.

Listening to: You already know >>....<<
Word Count: 480
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Tag: Ramiel
Notes: Hooray for Random Crack Pairing!

[Ramiel]

Its really good to hear you voice
(SAYING MY NAME)

It was going to be a nice, quiet night…that much Ramiel was sure of. He was going to go to the hotel, sit down, and read a book alongside his wife. How Ramiel ever got a wife he wasn’t sure. He swore to this day that Eve had made him drink something funny—a potion, maybe? She had to have drugged him and convinced him of a wedding. Ramiel had sworn off relationships a long time ago, and yet here he was. The Archangel sighed and ran his fingers through his puffy hair. That woman. There was so much he could say about her…to himself. Ramiel supposedly had his moments, but most of the time he lacked the ability to be romantic. Whenever she saw him as doing something “romantic” or “adorable” he tried to remember exactly what he’d done. It was a slow learning process, but Ramiel felt that he was getting the hang of it. Just yesterday he’d picked a flower off a private property, he didn’t know it’d been private at the time, and given it to her because TV had shown that it was “romantic”. It was safe to say that the private owner had wanted his flower back…

He reached the hotel room exactly on the time he’d said he’d return. Ramiel was never late, nor was he ever early. He liked to be right on time. The Archangel twisted the knob after inserting his room key and entered the room. He was greeted by a pretty strange sight. The light in the room was dimmed and only candles kept things visible. The air smelt of something sickeningly sweet and strange, and there was a familiar song playing in the background. Ramiel immediately recognized the song I Wanna Know What Love Is. It had been playing the first day he had met Eve and made a complete fool of himself by slipping on a restaurant’s slick floor and knocking a bucket full of dirty water right on his head. Apparently getting himself all dirtied up had been cute, or had it been the way he’d peeked out from under the bucket and stared at her? That hadn’t lasted long. Ramiel had freaked from the lack of hygiene he’d suddenly gained. He’d never admit his look into Eve’s eyes had been a desperate plea for a towel.

“E-Eve?” Ramiel entered the room with caution. It was not every day one came to a temporary home to find everything decorated differently. Ramiel didn’t find Eve one to like decorating rooms they’d only be in for a night or two. “Eve, are you here? I’m back.”

It didn’t take the Archangel long to find his wife since he heard her call for him. What he found made him freeze, but not in awe but instead in plain shock. His wife had loads of make-up on and wore promiscuous, almost blasphemous, clothing! No, they weren’t even clothes. Ramiel couldn’t call that clothing. “W-what…what are you doing?” He stumbled the words out of his mouth. “W-why are you nearly naked? I-I…” He turned away and covered his eyes, embarrassed. Everything in his mind was screaming abort mission! Abort! She was up to something.

(IT SOUNDS SO SWEET)
coming from the lips of an angel

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[Eve Amherst]

Stupid angel and his stupid ridiculous random cuteness, honestly his moments of bumbling awkwardness were adorable and aside from those striking violet eyes were what attracted her in the first place. It was sweet and a tad funny, completely different from the guys she had met normally on her hunting trips. Unfortunately he really was the exact opposite of the hunters that she had spent her life around, while hunters tended to be red hot blooded American males that would go after any girl with a pair of slender legs, he was as frigid as the middle of the coldest day of the coldest winter in the history of Antarctica.

In fact he was so frigid that they had yet to even consummate their marriage and Eve was going longer without sex then she ever had since she first lost her virginity. It was driving her utterly insane, and she couldn't even remember how they ended up married in the first place, though she was sure that alcohol and perhaps wrongly spiked drinks had something to do with it. Either way she was prepared to try and make it work, and apparently so was he, she still remembered the time he had picked that flower for her, man that guy had been pissed. Eve was the one that ended up kicking the guys ass, strange yes, but she knew Ramiel's penchant for running far away very quickly.

He really was adorable, oh and there he was now, stepping out of the doorway to look at him she had her hand on her hip and a rather devious smile on her face. He was probably wondering why the hell there were candles everywhere, lord knows he just had to understand everything that went on around them. Damn obsessive compulsive angel, "It's called lingerie Ramiel," Eve said with a sigh, casting him an annoyed glance and walking towards him. Slow movements, didn't want to spook him off, because he would run, she had found that out the hard way, "Oh no, don' start shyin' away now," Hands on his shoulders now she was trying to meet his eyes, "Ramiel, we've been married 'ow long now? We 'ave yet ta actually consummate de marriage," The unwanted, imposed celibacy was making her tweak a little already, she was starting to stress, getting wound up easily. Tonight was the night damnit, she wasn't going to let him get away.

Listening to: I would do anything for love - Meatloaf
Word Count: 410
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Tag: Ramiel
Notes: She will have him!

[Ramiel]

Its really good to hear you voice
(SAYING MY NAME)

Ramiel adjusted his glasses as his heart began to pound in his chest, but not out of excitement. It was out of what might be utter horror. “I-I know what lingerie is, Eve. What I meant is why—why are you coming toward me in it!” Ramiel was like a deer. One wrong movement and he’d flee for his life. The first time she’d tried to seduce him he’d gone right out the window. It didn’t matter that it was a five story drop or anything; Ramiel had just wanted to escape. He took a slight step back as she moved forward. It continued this way until he felt the smooth wall press up against his back. This was not good. No, it wasn’t good at all. His violet eyes gazed at her pitifully as her hands snaked their way onto his shoulders. Ramiel grew tense as she met his gaze.

“Well…I…” He wasn’t quite sure what to say to her. The idea of consummation was just…Ramiel found no pleasure in such activities. They were repulsive. He didn’t understand why humans wished to participate in an activity that included nudity and jamming two parts of the body together until fluids came out. Ramiel was aware that his brother Gabriel enjoyed it, but Gabriel was a strange Archangel. He was certainly more humanized than most of their other siblings. Ramiel figured he would never comprehend Gabriel completely just as he’d never comprehend Eve and her motives. Her persistence on the matter was unfathomable.

“Eve…” He took a gentle hold of her wrists and removed them from her shoulders. “I understand this is an attempt to get me to participate in sexual relations…” He began to turn them so he could become free of the wall. The door was just a few feet back. Ramiel was planning his runaway to happen any moment now. She would probably become angered with him, and Ramiel didn’t like that, but he also did not like the idea of sex. “Don’t get me wrong, Eve, you are absolutely gorgeous. Well, when you have clothes on, but I just…”

His violet eyes darted to the door. His instincts had kicked into gear, and in a fight-or-flight situation he always chose flight. Ramiel darted for the door and for his freedom.

(IT SOUNDS SO SWEET)
coming from the lips of an angel

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[Eve Amherst]

He had this look on his face, utter unadulterated horror, whether he knew it was there or not. And it did annoy her, but at the same time it also set Eve back into a deep determination to get him. Honestly she didn't understand what his issue was, ok angel, yeah, but she had heard stories of his brother doing some pretty freaky, kinky things. She couldn't have accidentally ended up married to him or something?! Eve had already managed to break three different toys trying to do for herself what he was supposed to be doing for her damnit, "Because I'm your wife," She hissed in a slight annoyance, she had been on a really short fuse lately, thanks to the total absents of sex.

"Ya what?" She glanced at him, a dangerous look in her grey eyes now, honestly this was ridiculous, she found herself a germaphobic, obsessive compulsive, frigid angel and married him. Oh yeah, mom would be proud of her, especially since sh now had him pinned against a wall, trying to press her half naked body against his in an attempt to rouse even the tiniest bit of interest. Which was apparently failing miserably, but she would not give up. He was trying to get her off him now, pushing off the wall and turning them around, no doubt he was getting ready to run. She still had a vivid mental image of him tossing himself through a fifth floor window, he grabbed his knees as he went and everything.

"Rammie," The nickname came out as more of a whine then anything, she was getting tired of this, "I'm a woman, and I'm a human, I have actual needs," And what she needed was a romp in the sheets before she lost her freakin' mind, "Humans enjoy sex, it's fun, its actually healthy, and it happens to be a great stress relief along with bringing people closer," If she was a cat, the hair on her back would have been standing on end now, "If you gave it a try you would know!" Eve was ready to jump him, tie him up and do very bad things to him, watching him closely she bit her lip, oh she knew that look in his eye.

Ramiel took off running and so did she, it wasn't easy in her high heels but celibacy wasn't easy either. Unfortunately for him she was a born and raised hunter, so taking a few running steps Eve tackled him, grabbing at his legs and attempting to drag him into the bedroom a stream of curses leaving her now, "Rammie I swear on my life ya arn't gettin' away dis time, it ain't gonna 'appen" No, this was Evee putting her foot down, why couldn't she have found herself a different angel? But no she had to get trapped with those pretty eyes and that ridiculously cute, strangely awkward disposition of his. Dully she noticed that the song was still playing, almost over though.

Listening to: I You Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC
Word Count: 515
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Tag: Ramiel
Notes: He cant get away

[Ramiel]

Its really good to hear you voice
(SAYING MY NAME)

If her method was to make Ramiel feel terribly guilty, then it was working. He hated to see her beg for things of him, but what could he do? He was not a human and did not understand how sex was a “need” for them. He wondered if it was her biological clock telling her it was time for children. Ramiel had grown a tad fond of the idea of being a father. The only thing that got in the way of that was how one made a child. Though, there was always adoption. He was only just a tad fond of the idea so far; so nothing would probably come out of it.

“I-I know you’re my wife…” Wasn’t it obvious from the ring on her finger? Ramiel blinked sympathetically, “can’t we just take you to a store and buy something? I’ve tried sex once before, Eve, and there was no pleasure in it.” It was true, Ramiel was actually not a virgin as amazing as that sounded. It was an once-in-a-lifetime thing. Ramiel had never wanted to try it again. It was also pretty sad he’d be willing to take her to a sex shop to buy toys, but that was Ramiel. He tried to find solutions to all the issues in his life so it went back to its normal routine. This was a problem, and that was a solution.

When he’d bolted he hadn’t expected her to catch him. When she tackled his legs and brought him to the ground he yelped with surprise. Ramiel heard her streaming multiple profanities as she began to drag him off to the bedroom. He desperately grabbed at the door or anything around him. “Eve! What on earthare you doing? Let me go, please. We can figure something out!” His mind was thinking fast, but boy was she strong. Ramiel swore that his wife had completely lost her mind or was possessed. The strength at which she tugged him was more than a regular human’s. Granted, she chased the supernatural for a living, but still…

Ramiel lost his poor grip on the door and next grabbed onto a chair. He was reluctant to go. Every fiber in his being was telling him to escape at all costs. He tried to wiggle free of her grip as the chair dragged along with them. The chair was no good so he next grabbed the stand the TV was sitting on. It was much heavier and sturdier. “Eve, dear, please stop!” He begged, shaking. “Have you gone mad?”

(IT SOUNDS SO SWEET)
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[Eve Amherst]

The dangerous look on her face became something almost poisonous at his words. Really? Again with the freaking toys? The angel was lucky she was merely human because if she was anything else she would have been spitting poison at him. Granted the look was enough to all but turn him to stone, her eye twitched, Eve didn't normally loose her temper so quickly, but she was so stressed. Very, very ready to snap and spaz on him and then do other things that would probably turn out rather violent on her end by the end, "No I don' want another toy, I broke three already cause dey don't cut it anymore! And for dat....wait, what? Ya 'ad sex before? With who?"

And there was that green eyed monster rearing its head, more grey eyed now then anything actually, luckily looks couldn't kill or he would have had two holes burned into his head, "Course it wasn' enjoyable, de first time is never enjoyable," She hissed darkly, hand twitching with the effort hat it took to keep from grabbing his clothing and ripping them off that skinny body of his and having her wicked wicked way with him. The idea was sounding better and better the more he tried to resist. What the hell, she never thought that she would entertain thoughts of having to force herself on her own goddamn husband! She was Eve Callisto Amherst, men didn't resist her, they tailed her like puppies.

"What does it look like I'm doin'!?" She was trying to pull him to the bedroom now with all her might, Eve had finally reached the breaking point, "RAMIEL DERE IS NOTHIN' TO FIGURE OUT!" Eve bellowed out and gave a yank to get him to klet go of the chair only for him to grab onto something else. Evee really must have gone and lost her mind, he was holding onto the tv stand, "Yes I 'ave, I didn't agree to spending de rest of my life celibate!" She spat out, still trying to pull. Unfortunately Eve lost her grip and landed directly on her ass. The jarr was enough to snap her out of the mad state and she looked at him, blinked for a moment before letting out a shuddered gasp and bursting into tears, sobbing quietly. She couldn't understand what was wrong with her.

Listening to: I its all tears - HIM
Word Count: 402
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Tag: Ramiel
Notes: he made her cry

[Ramiel]

Its really good to hear you voice
(SAYING MY NAME)

Her yelling ceased Ramiel’s pleas. Instead, he just felt like curling into a ball and pretending he no longer existed. When Eve started to yell there was no talking to her. His wife really had gone mad. Ramiel didn’t understand how a lack of sex caused such madness in her. There were plenty of human beings who could go without sex for the remainder of their lives. Eve was not one of them.

Ramiel wondered if it was more that he held a disinterest in sex and didn’t want to have it with her than the actual act itself. The Archangel knew that Eve was used to men flocking after her in all directions with lustful eyes. The very thought of that was repulsive to Ramiel. There were women that followed him with that same gaze, and it made him uncomfortable. Cheating was one thing Eve never had to worry about in him. He was a good, loyal lover whose eye is difficult to catch in the first place.

Eve gave a final, hard tug which unlatched Ramiel from his hold on the TV set. It also made Eve lose her grip and fall straight down on her bum. His wife erupted into tears, and Ramiel could feel the guilt stab him through the heart. He hated to see her cry. Ramiel’s idea of love was to tend to his lover 100%, and that did not include tears. The Archangel sat up and gazed apologetically at her before hesitantly scooting over to Eve and reaching out. His fingertips brushed her bare shoulder. “Eve…”

Ramiel took it a step further and awkwardly wrapped his arms around his wife. He was not that great at the concept of comfort, but he sure did try. The Archangel pulled Eve closer to him despite her skimpy attire and rested his chin on top of her head. “It’s okay, Eve, please don’t cry. I don’t like it when you cry. It’ll be alright, I promise.” That was Ramiel. He tried to be reassuring and optimistic at all times. He allowed himself to smile and nuzzle her hair. He’d always liked the shampoo she’d used. It made her hair smell nice—not that he was sexually attracted by the scent. It was just the truth. Her hair smelled nice. “There, there…” he continued in an attempt to soothe her. It was a challenge, but Ramiel figured he was doing alright.

(IT SOUNDS SO SWEET)
coming from the lips of an angel

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[Eve Amherst]

Ok so the pulling and the dragging was getting her just about nowhere and somewhere in the back of her mind she did in fact know this, but damnit it was making her feel better. Sort of. Damn him and his asexual way of life and somehow being adorable on top of that, the way he was trying to get away from her now was almost cute in his own way. But that wasn't going to work this time, no way in hell was he getting away from her today, straw that broke the camels back and all that.

Landing on her as though, that really did the trick as far as snapping her out of it went, the sudden jolt of it was like a wake up call. Eve didn't cry, never cried really, but there she was weeping like a child, hands on her face and shoulders heaving with the force of her sobs. Oh god she couldn't seem to stop the crying and the next she knew she could feel his hand on her shoulder and she shifted back a little. Eve didn't really want him touching her now that she was crying like a little girl, hell she didn't even want him so much as looking at her right now in this condition.

Evee shuddered as she cried, a soft sob wracking her body as she tried holding it back. Honestly how could she be crying? Amherst's didn't cry, that's what her father had always said to her and her brother. And here she was now, crying over the fact that her husband didn't seem to find her the least bit desirable. She could barely figure out what exactly was it that made her cry so hard, the fact that he didn't want to have sex with her, or the fact that he didn't want to have sex at all. It was probably a little bit of both actually. Eve didn't really want him touching her, but she didn't want to move away either and instead ended up burying her face in his shoulder as she cried.

But he was at least trying to make her feel better, she had to give him that. Eventually she managed to stop crying, instead left sniffling pitifully into his shoulder as he reached out of his comfort zone to try and comfort her, even if it still didn't feel like it was enough, "Rammie," Eve whimpered, wiping at her tears furiously with one hand, "Why can't we try, just once?" She asked weakly, pulling away to look at him miserably with bleary grey eyes, was one try really too much to ask of him? This sucked.

Listening to: I Drown in this Love - HIM
Word Count: 468
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Tag: Ramiel
Notes: miserable eve is miserable

[Ramiel]

Its really good to hear you voice
(SAYING MY NAME)

Guilt. It soaked through every fiber of his being the more she sobbed into his shoulder. His slim fingers curled through her dark hair. Stroking a woman’s hair soothed them for some reason. This is what Ramiel had observed. If there was one thing this woman was good at it was making him feel guilty. She could make him do anything and everything. Ramiel waited for her crying to subside patiently. He could wait forever on her; it wasn’t like he needed much to live on. Food could always wait, and then there was hardly a need for a bathroom for the Archangel. Sleep was something he rarely gained anyways. It was she that needed, and Ramiel who provided—with the exception of satisfying her sexual desires.

Her bleary eyes looking into his and the way she continued to beg was too much for Ramiel. His heart broke at the sight. All he wanted was to make her feel better. A long, relenting sigh escaped him as he curled his wife closer to him. If it was sex she wanted, then it was his job as her husband to make her happy. As much as he disliked the idea of sexual intercourse he was willing to sacrifice that for her.

“Okay…” Ramiel managed. He pulled away, placing his hands on her shoulders, and smiled down at her as he tried to seem chipper. “Why not? You are my wife, after all, and I cannot stand for you being miserable. It hurts to see.”
Ramiel hesitantly brushed some hair from her face and stood. He helped her up like a proper gentleman and glanced toward the bedroom door. Suddenly, the Archangel felt awkward again. His cheeks tinted a shade of red and he scratched the back of his head. “Well…uh…off we go, then?”

He hadn’t a clue what to do now.

(IT SOUNDS SO SWEET)
coming from the lips of an angel

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[Eve Amherst]

She let him pull her closer, burying her face in his chest this time around and trying to still the sniffles that continued to shake her shoulders every now and then. Eve really wished that she could just stop crying, hell she wished that she could go through everything and make it so that she didn't end up in this situation but here she was, married to an angel and crying on his shoulder because he was so damn resistant to just about any sort of intimate contact. It really did drive her insane that he didn't want to do anything with her, now it was made even worse knowing that he had at one point done something with someone else though.

Eve was the jealous sort and she noticed that he had never answered the question but right now she was too busy trying to piece her dignity back together and stem the now slow flow of tears. Her eyes burned and she was blushing with embarrassment now for herself and the entire situation, she had really been reduced to begging for something that she used to get with a snap of her fingers from a guy that she hadn't even actually meant to marry. This was just plain old pathetic and she was more then ready to pull away, get some cloths on and leave when he started talking again.

She was actually rather speechless now, obviously he had been ridiculously set against it and she had just been about to completely give up when he pulled a three sixty on her. It was actually unbelievably sweet that he would do so and her heart all but melted at that, damnit he was so adorable. Why was he so freaking cute? This was the reason that she stayed with him instead of having run out and gotten an annulment the moment she woke up and found herself with a ring on her finger and a freaking marriage certificate. Evee took his hand, stood up and watched as that momentary bravado of his flew right out the window, even that blush was adorable. Taking his hand she gently tugged him in the direction of the bedroom, "Just...just follow my lead alright Rammie?"

Listening to: Love Bites - Def Leppard
Word Count: 377
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Tag: Ramiel
Notes: poor, poor Ramiel

[Ramiel]

Its really good to hear you voice
(SAYING MY NAME)

Ramiel let her tug him gently toward the bedroom. His face remained a faint shade of red as he decided to throw caution to the window and join her. It was the least he could do for her. Eve was his life, and he cared very deeply for her. It was this caring that led him to allow this act, though he was not pleasured by it. Eve would be pleased with it, and that's what mattered. It's all that was going to matter from now on. Ramiel had always wanted a connection like this after the last one he'd lost. It had been something so secret and deep down that even he had lost a feeling for it. Now the feeling was resurfacing and Ramiel didn't care much to stop it. In fact, he encouraged it, which was surprising. Love had not been a part of his original routine, and Ramiel hated to diverge from it. This was a special exception to the rule; the exception was Eve.

"E-eve...Eve I..." He began awkwardly and stopped her. He wrapped his arm around the woman's shoulders, kissed her on the cheek, and gave her a gentle look with those violet eyes of his. "I love you, Eve."

With that, he allowed her to tug him into the bedroom.

(IT SOUNDS SO SWEET)
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[Ramiel]

(Eve Will Cut a Bitch)