(Open rp, be the girl on top. My point of view. I'm an angel and she's a demon) I looked at her, a cigarette clutched gently in her hand. "You see" she whispered "there's two types of people in this world. Those that do bad things, and those who have bad things done to them." With that she began kissing down my neck, her wings slowly unfurling as she brought her lips to my collar.