She felt completely vulnerable in a way she hadn't for a while, knowing that there was no way to resist. Part of her wanted to babble reassurances that she had never tried to do anything against either of the, but she of course her tiny insubordinate acts were almost a habit. Never large, she didn't dare, but being a little slow when it didn't matter...
Every time was going through her mind, especially the ones with Gabriel. When she had used him in the beginning, it had been as much to aid Lucifer as to see that disgust in his eyes. The archangel had thrown her demonic nature in her face too many times for her to ever forget that he didn't see her as much of anything. He might not be able to force her to do anything, although there were so many slight differences in each set of restraints Lucifer had asked her to make that she wasn't all to certain of that, but even if he couldn't compel, he could stop her from being able to do anything else.
That was why, when she saw where they were and heard that commanding tone, she began to disrobe, not even trying to make a seduction out of it. The sad thing was that so much had happened in this room that her body tightened and started to react just from being here. Gabriel had to know that, because he had been part of that so often. She had used him, yes, but just as often it was that Lucifer found ways to use them both.
When she finished stepping out of her underwear, she could no longer hide the faint trembling that was both anticipation and fear. Still, she did her best to throw her shoulders back and meet Gabriel's eyes. A thought that if there was no compulsion, she could force him to specify exactly what she was to do, down to the exact spot to be in flickered through her mind, but that would force her to meet the rage she knew both had in plenty, and that would destroy her if it ever truly got unleashed.
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Every time was going through her mind, especially the ones with Gabriel. When she had used him in the beginning, it had been as much to aid Lucifer as to see that disgust in his eyes. The archangel had thrown her demonic nature in her face too many times for her to ever forget that he didn't see her as much of anything. He might not be able to force her to do anything, although there were so many slight differences in each set of restraints Lucifer had asked her to make that she wasn't all to certain of that, but even if he couldn't compel, he could stop her from being able to do anything else.
That was why, when she saw where they were and heard that commanding tone, she began to disrobe, not even trying to make a seduction out of it. The sad thing was that so much had happened in this room that her body tightened and started to react just from being here. Gabriel had to know that, because he had been part of that so often. She had used him, yes, but just as often it was that Lucifer found ways to use them both.
When she finished stepping out of her underwear, she could no longer hide the faint trembling that was both anticipation and fear. Still, she did her best to throw her shoulders back and meet Gabriel's eyes. A thought that if there was no compulsion, she could force him to specify exactly what she was to do, down to the exact spot to be in flickered through her mind, but that would force her to meet the rage she knew both had in plenty, and that would destroy her if it ever truly got unleashed.
"Your turn."