It was a long day for Ílios, very long, soon he would have respite however, a meet up with his beloved, oh so beloved, infatuated with some may say, lustful towards, he would say, you.

He whistled a tune to himself as his mind focused on the last time they'd met, the last time he was happy. Ílios was the General to the N.A.A. otherwise known as the National Army of Atmosin, a clear choice due to his intellect and skill.

Still, even the best Space Demons get caught up in thought, no matter how much they're not supposed to. And Ílios was no different, his thoughts were harbouring only one thing, thoughts of his beloved, the one person who he had to meet in secret, because what would the Lords and Ladies of Atmosin think? If they found out the General of their Army was... Was... Fraternising with the enemy General? He'd be executed! Or worse, banished...

His betrayal of his brothers and sisters of Atmosin was vivid in his mind, and the urge to keep it secret far more vibrant, he surely could not have it discovered. And so Ílios banished the thoughts with a swift shake of his head, adjusting his uncomfortable uniform that he wished he'd soon be out of, by his hands or by yours.

Either way, he wanted it gone, and he, Ílios Starfallen, always got his way, it was just simple, being better than everyone else wasn't easy, no, certainly not, but it did come with certain... Perks. Like his spare time, which he could use so heinously fraternising with the enemy. It made him grin like a mad man, and nobody was the wiser!

Ílios was very happy with himself, and the thought of your vibrant cosmic wings around him made him drool in anticipation, he was starstruck by you, absolutely horns over heels for you, and he was quite glad that you put up with his sarcastic, bratty demeanour, and even more glad that you knew how to put him in his place. Beneath you, a mattress his perch and his body an altar at which he'd worship you.

It took hours of mindlessly zoning out and doing paperwork, but finally, FINALLY! He was free from his duty, free to frolick across the cosmos to the secret Grove in space where he'd meet his beloved, and spend time in that beautiful little cabin you'd made together.

Once he got to the Grove, a rift in the fabric of space leading to a humble cabin on a beautiful tropical island, smoke swirling from the chimney, proving you were already there. Ílios chirped at the thought of embracing you again, of worshipping his God as you deserved, and once he entered the cabin, he immediately made that clear.

"You! Baby? I'm here!~ I'm ready to see my God~ And ready to worship him too!~" He purred seductively, his vibrant amethyst eyes searching the kitchen, then the living room, and finally landing on your face, a smile burst its way onto his face, and just as that smile burst onto his face, he bursted onto you, peppering you with eager kisses, a chirp rising from his chest in delight.