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[angelfire]

There. That was the connection that he'd been waiting for; that magnificent tangle of grace, as Gabriel folds into him, and he reciprocates, his method demanding - insistent - as ever. He kisses until Gabriel responds with more noises, but really his secret weapon is his grace, clashing against Gabriel's light, embracing it, becoming a part of it.

He broke the kiss, panting against his brother's lips. "Are you disappointed that I stopped? How much do you want my hands on you?"

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel isn't quite as overloaded as last time since he was expecting the intensity this time, but he's still left shuddering in reaction. He submits quickly and lets Lucifer control the way their grace tangles together, well aware that his big brother likes to be the one in charge.

Gabriel pants for his own breath for a moment before answering his brother. "Yes, and a lot." Okay, there needs to be more to that answer, even if it might not be verbal. He rocks his hips up to demonstrate how much he wants his brother's attention.

[angelfire]

When it comes to this - this feeling - there's nothing like it in existence. Two angels entangled; their spirits as well as their bodies. There was no replacing it, no replacement for his brothers. No replacement for Gabriel. Their sheer power didn't have any mimic, and together--together it was an effort to keep the fabric of the world from cracking apart around them

"Mm," he purred, as Gabriel rose toward him. "Yes, yes you do. Let me help you with that."

He changed his position over Gabriel, bringing his knee down between his legs rather than straddling across them, and he ground up against him.

"Shall we take this to bed, brother?"

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel gasps and his hands tighten their grip on Lucifer's shirt, tearing it, as he rocks his hips up again to get more friction. "Yeah."

That question was all the permission he needed to take them to the bedroom he's actually using, dropping them on a bed that was basically a large half-circle that's lower set than the last bed. He lets himself fall back to be laying on the bed, dragging his brother with him by the now torn shirt and eagerly presses a kiss on him, rocking up against him.