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Forced To The Other Side AU

Claudia's been missing for several months, and Gabriel has turned everywhere he could think of upside-down to find her. He searched all of Earth aside from those few places warded against angels, he searched all of Hell--eliminating a ton of demons in the process--and even searched Heaven. All to no avail. It was like she no longer existed.

Then came a video with no return address. A porn video. One that involved demons, which made it... rather less than entertaining than the one he's done, given his own didn't involve anyone dying. One of those demons being an apparently possessed Claudia made it clear where the inspiration came from. The demon must have dug around in her head.

A couple of days of working on figuring out the location of the video later, he's figured out where to go. After dropping off the ferret and dog at the bed and breakfast due to not knowing how long he would be gone, he heads over there, appearing with an almost silent whisper of wings. He explores the building cautiously, keeping his power on a leash to avoid betraying his presence any more than absolutely needed.

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It took months, but Lucifer was finally certain his brother was one hundred percent his in loyalties. Even so, his brother still wore a collar, just one keyed to him and him alone, along with replaced cuffs. It amuses him that it took less time to mold Gabriel to his will than it did Claudia. Of course, he did have the benefit of having a hand in raising him, getting his influence deep into him in ways not even Gabriel understood.

Which has led to a new order for a collar to be made by Claudia without a word to her about who it was truly for. An order that was to be delivered any moment now to him from his place on his throne in the throne room that was empty except for his brother sitting to his right on a lower level on the dais and in a considerably less ornate chair, although it was still clear enough who it was for.

As always, Lucifer had given her the absolute minimum of time to implement his latest request, one that was different than the pieces he'd commissioned last. Still, he would tell her what it was for or not depending on his mood. She just had to do the work and continue to be useful to the pair of archangels. Meeting them in the formal hall for the presentation was a little unusual, but when she noticed it was empty, she let the hint of worry go.

"It's done, my lord Lucifer, Gabriel," she stated as she stopped just short of the dais, holding out her work for them to see.

"Good. Excellent work," Lucifer says with a nod. May as well give her a moment to bask in his praise before she potentially gets herself in trouble due to shock. He gives Gabriel a look with a raised eyebrow, firing a question at him only Gabriel could hear, resulting in his brother nodding and getting up to take the collar.

Gabriel takes a look at the work on it, looking at the runes... only to reach out and snap it around Claudia's neck, runes flaring as it seals and becomes irremovable unless he or Lucifer wished it so. He couldn't quite help the smirk at the look on her face. She's had this coming for some time, in his opinion. Time for her to be brought down a peg.

She smiled softly at Lucifer's compliment, but then Gabriel came to take it, and what happened next was something she'd never imagined. Her hands go the the collar, searching for a clasp she knows isn't there. And there is Gabriel, his smirking face making it clear that he had known about this from the first.

It takes her several tries to even form coherent thoughts as shock gives way to fury. "The fuck is this?"

Gabriel gives her a smile filled with malice. "My brother's handed you over to me. Mostly. He's keyed in too, for if he disagrees with something I want you to do."

Claudia remembers what she's put Gabriel through when she first brought him to his brother and the following months, doesn't she? Now he's the one in charge.

He snaps on the leash that was previously used with his original collar, winding the end around his hand to help drive in the message she was his. "You've become too complacent in your position."

Claudia started to tremble as she remembers what she'd done with Lucifer's direction. If Gabriel held that against her, she was in deep shit. She'd been one of the wedges used to widen the cracks until he came to their, well, Lucifer's side.

"Complacent?" With them? That surprised her. She was always aware that she was on a knife's edge with the two archangels. Whatever perceived power she had in Hell evaporated in this room, and she knew that only too well.

"What is it you want?"

"What do you think?" he asks with raised eyebrows, looking back at his brother who just gives them a shooing motion.

"Try not to get too far without me. I'll be along shortly," Lucifer says, waving them off. Not that he had anything particularly pressing to do. He just wanted to give Gabriel a little time with Claudia so she could have time to worry about what his little brother might decide to do.

"Don't take too long, bro," Gabriel says, flashing a grin at Lucifer before yanking on the leash to pull Claudia closer and taking the both of them to Lucifer's room. Considering he was eventually going to become involved, they may as well do this here. "Strip."

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.

"Your turn."

"Be silent and don't move," he tells her coolly, stepping forwards to take one of her nipples between his fingers; first to roll it between them and then pinch hard, looking intently at her face for her reaction. He was just toying with her for the moment. He can get serious in a little while longer.

His mind is already skipping around to the things he could do to her, be it inflicting what she's done to him in kind or something new. Or a combination of both.

Not moving meant the only real response he got was a slight intake of breath and the involuntary reaction as both nipples hardened. She used the order to help her keep her face expressionless as well. If he wanted to toy, she could give him a toy, practically a doll to pose as he would. She wondered if he would go for revenge or try new things he hadn't been allowed, and if she actually cared.

Her body had been tooled that even pain got her off, and the mixture, along with the way Lucifer had often compelled her to come even when her body was too exhausted to fully respond without that push made it hard not to find even this exciting. Already she'd tightened inside, feeling heat start to rise just at that fearsome promise.

"I think by the time I, and he, are done with you, you'll be an exhausted mess on the ground," Gabriel says, reading her mind and pinching her other nipple hard as well before snapping a few things into existence on the table. Including two sets of cuffs identical to his current ones aside from the runes etched into them that she'd made and handed over.

He walks over to the table and makes a show of looking things over before picking up the cuffs to bring them back to show her. "Remember these? You may nod."

Her collar wasn't the only thing she'd unknowingly made for herself.

Even his orders can't prevent the silent shuddering moan that goes through her at those words. Those times she craved, were what she thought about when she was alone, banished from their presence. It would be impossible to believe that either archangel didn't know that, with how freely both insinuated themselves in her mind. She had no privacy.

But the cuffs brought a slight widening of her eyes. Another trick, another trap she'd made for herself, clearly. She nodded, once, and wondered just how many of the runewrought pieces she'd made had other uses besides those she'd been permitted to know.

Gabriel grins, an expression that was almost like the one she'd remember. Then he's walking behind her and pulls her arms behind her to put the cuffs on her, watching them seal themselves closed with a flare of their runes. Then he's pulling her against himself, letting her feel him press insistently against her through his jeans, one of his hands slipping between her legs to tease at her. "We're going to have fun, you and I."

A finger circles her entrance and dips in briefly before he allows his fingers to brush against her clit. "I'm sure my brother and I can think of toys for you to make for us to use on you. You'll probably be begging for it, wanting us to use them on you so you see what they do and be at the center of our attention."

She can't do anything with his will holding her still and silent, her hands cuffed with a flare of magic she can feel against her skin. Claudia can feel him, too, pressed against her, even as he teases. She wanted that, the promised fun, and yet, his other words frightened her.

There was a chance that was exactly what she'd do, except she didn't want to be just a plaything to be tossed aside. She'd always fought against that. It made her try to find any chinks in the bindings holding her, despite knowing the impossibility. She could struggle as hard as she wanted, but she wouldn't move even a fraction of an inch if Gabriel didn't allow it.

"You can fight it all you want, but you're mine and you need to be reminded of that," he murmurs in her ear as he rocks against her insistently. Then the things on the table have been shifted to the bed with a thought to get them out of the way and the leash unsnapped from her collar. "Go over to the big table and bend over it. Spread your legs when you're otherwise in position."

Claudia shivers at that threat, another silent moan escaping her. She doesn't really have a choice, but a part of her truly wanted this, too. She remembered the way Lucifer had taken him, that first time.

Well, almost the first time. Perhaps Gabriel didn't quite trust her not to use teeth. There was an amusing thought. Still, not amusing enough, as she went to the table and leaned over it, spreading until she was presenting for him as best she was able. She waited for the addition of chains and ankle-cuffs to finish that picture.

As expected, a chain attaches itself to her collar to keep her face at a maximum distance of three inches from the surface of the table and others appear to keep her legs spread just wide enough to make it basically impossible for her to maintain any sense of balance.

Gabriel takes a moment to enjoy the view, sending her the image before he prowls up to her, disappearing his clothes in the process. He tests her with his fingers and finds her already wet. "I've barely even done anything to you and you're already waiting to be taken."

"You may make sounds although not words now," he adds as he lines himself up and fills her with a single thrust. He has no intention whatsoever of being gentle. He leans over her to make her aware of his weight as his hips start snapping forwards, hitting her g-spot even as he gives her a silent order not to come. Just for a little taste of what she's put him through.

She knows she's wet, she also knows how little it takes to get her there. Still, she's tight, and him pushing into her forces the sound from her in an almost-protest of the violation. Except it isn't bad. Gabriel knows her body better than she does, and even with that silent order, she's making soft sounds on every exhalation, moaning for him even though she can't move from the spot.

Claudia closes her eyes, biting down on her lower lip to try to muffle at least some of it as every powerful thrust runs over that one electric spot, making sure to send the pleasure of it racing through her without any chance of release.

Gabriel thrusts into her hard and fast with no gentleness whatsoever, working his way up to the highest she could take, which is rather higher than she could take as a human. Gabriel has to admit that was a benefit to her current state.

"After my brother arrives, we'll both take you at the same time," Gabriel says into her ear, painting images of what they'll do to her to help increase her desire more, pushing all the right buttons.

Without the illusion of control over him, and even she has to know it always was an illusion, Claudia realizes he could not only undo her in every possible way, but make her beg for it. That's what he's proving to her. And she can't even find it in herself to deny that's what she wants.

Without an orgasm to prepare the way, he has to keep pushing in, small spasms squeezing him, but she remains tight and wet, and with the images in her mind, she stops trying to hold in her moans and screams and whimpers, letting him hear how much she just wants.

That was exactly what he wanted. Claudia to scream for him, wanting everything he's promised and threatened. Several snaps of his hips forwards later, he fills her although he doesn't let up the least bit, continuing to pound into her to make her wish she could beg to be allowed her release.

Lucifer arrives during this, taking a seat with a good vantage-point of the proceedings, remaining silent so as not to interrupt his brother's fun.

Claudia can't decide if being prevented from coming at all is better or worse than being brought even past her body's capacity. It feels like he should be rubbing her raw, except for how wet she is, and then he comes, which makes her moan all the more for being right on the edge and not able to go with him.

She couldn't think, almost couldn't breathe with the way Gabriel pounds into her, pushing her higher and higher without any hope of release, dizzying in the terrible pleasure of it all. And he doesn't stop, won't stop, she's certain. Claudia doesn't want him to stop, doesn't want this to end, and yet...it burns like a fire through her with that need to go one step further.

If she could have her release, even once, there would be more room for him to pound into her. He could take his pleasure in her as many times as he wanted, and she knew she'd cry for him every time. The few thoughts she had were sharp and urgent, some of trying to last until Lucifer came, until the promise of having them both take her as she screamed was fulfilled, others of promising anything to be able to come for Gabriel, now.

Gabriel keeps up his pace, wanting to see how close to breaking he could bring her, not caring about his other plans just now. He wants to make her scream until she couldn't anymore, fill her so full of need she couldn't stand it. Impress upon her completely and utterly that she was one hundred percent his to do with as he would.

Lucifer just watches, enjoying what he could feel from Claudia. True, she's his favorite living demon, but being torn back down into place before being elevated again was something she needed to go through. His brother was right when he'd told her she'd become complacent, even if she didn't think she had.

She was screaming, almost with every thrust, every brutal moment. Claudia wondered how she could take this and stay sane, and a tiny voice in her mind that sounded a bit like Lucifer's taunted her by asking how she could be certain she wasn't mad already. Gabriel could break her, just as Lucifer had done, reshaping her into what he wanted.

She'd been given over, like a hand-me-down toy or piece of outgrown clothing. That betrayal of who she thought she'd been still stung, for all that he'd hinted it wasn't over. Perhaps this was her punishment, and she'd deserved it. Claudia didn't know, and even as her body tried to give in, her mind still wanted to find a reason, something to hold on to.

It was those slivers of doubt, the ones that told her this was justified, that she hadn't been good enough, that filled her just as much as the need. That made her try to beg for something, anything, even though she knew she was unable to form a single word.

Gabriel fills her again and then a third time before he says another word to her. "Is there something you want?" he purrs. "You may speak."

Lucifer is still quiet out loud, only cautioning Gabriel against going too far this early. After all, he hasn't had his fun yet.

Gabriel sends back an acknowledgement, still thrusting into Claudia, the whole exchange taking milliseconds.

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