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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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And she does collapse into what can probably only be described as a fuck-puddle. There's a thoroughly satisfied expression on her face as she tries to roll to one side so she can see them. Her whole body is pleasantly humming with sensation, and Claudia can't help but wonder just what more they have planned. Because there would be more, of that she has no doubt.

To her, it seems like the men just go from one thing to the next, moving as if they've planned every piece of this dance, and she's the stage. The performance is for her, too. They're teaching her how to be theirs, what her position will be from now on, and she feels too damned good to even think about the fact that she's collared.

She's given about five minutes of being left alone before Gabriel speaks to her again. "I want you to stand near the table and wait."

He knows exactly what he wants to do and his choice of location means less distance to go to use the things he wants to.

Claudia is moving before the words really sink in, and she doesn't know if that should bother her. She doesn't think it should, because pleasing Gabriel is important, and he'll take care of her if he's pleased. Her legs still feel a little wobbly, but she doesn't think she'll end up on her ass by accident.

She doesn't know how long this could last, given that neither of her partners have any limitations on their stamina, but she does. Claudia has seen how much pushing her past those edges of endurance can excite them, too. Lucifer seems to revel in proving her inferiority at times, leaving her spent. Even at those points, her participation doesn't always end. That's when she has to watch them, see that she isn't necessary for their enjoyment.

She wonders if that could be what is happening now, or if it is more of Gabriel's chance to do to her what she'd done to him. Either way, she prays she won't disappoint.

Once she's in place, he appears by the table, collecting the chain for her cuffs and pulling her hands behind her, reattaching it to restrain her once again. Then he's picking up a pair of nipple clamps with bells on them and walking in front of her to stoop a little as he licks and sucks at her nipples to make them stand out before he attaches the clamps to first one, then the other before standing back to look at her. Now every time she breathes, it will be noticed because of the sound of the bells revealing that.

He doesn't admire his work for long though, returning to the table to retrieve a vibrator in insert into her slowly to make sure she felt every inch of it, not yet turning it on. Then he retrieves another one, pressing it into her back entrance and again inserting it slowly without turning it on, making sure she was stuffed full down below.

"Go kneel about a yard or so away from my brother," he commands her, Lucifer having claimed a seat where he could watch the proceedings while Gabriel was occupied.

And the bells do their work as he fills her, breath quickening as she tries to stay where he told her to be, struggling not to fall to her knees. At the second vibrator, a startled gasp escapes her. She isn't familiar with the sensations, and it takes more effort than the first to get her properly filled.

Moving to kneel before Lucifer is uncomfortable, new sensations catching her off-guard. She doesn't know what this means for the next...entertainment. Finding a comfortable position leaves her knees spread wider than she might normally do, more straddled than kneeling. Even doing that has her moaning, the bells adding a tinkling countermelody to every movement, every breath.

Gabriel follows her, the other set of cuffs in hand, kneeling behind her to add them, watching the runes flare as they do their work of sealing them around her ankles.

Then he's strolling over to the empty chair beside his brother claiming a seat and turning both vibrators on to full with a flick of his fingers. Time to watch her become overloaded and scream for them.

Claudia felt she was starting to get comfortable with the way her body was reacting when suddenly Gabriel turned both vibrators on. It was unrelenting, and she writhed with it. Different from being fucked, there was no real sense of movement, no way to shift her hips and make it more bearable, though she tried.

It wasn't long before her head was thrown back as she cried long and loud, the stimulation having to find escape somewhere. If this was Gabriel's plan, to watch her, perhaps playing with the settings to give her a slight chance to catch her breath, she'd end up screaming past the point where her voice broke and there was no more sound.

Who says he has any intention of giving her a rest? He watches her intently as she writhes in place as she's kept stimulated with no reprieve.

After awhile, he starts whispering in her mind and showing her images of what he sees. The whispers include promises of more pleasure than she ever dreamed of if she would only obey him without question or hesitation. They also hold threats of what he would do to her if she disobeyed. Of how she'd be torn down and given over to even the lowliest demon, jealous of her status, to use as they saw fit.

A demon, any demon, would destroy her just out of jealousy. Oh, they might use her first, but it wouldn't be with any skill or artistry. Not like her angels. They were the only ones who could do this, and Lucifer had given her to Gabriel. If she didn't try to please him, that was practically a swift and clean death compared to some punishments.

Nothing was like being held on that edge for who knew how long, denied release or even respite. Her voice broke, each breath rasping in her throat, adding more sensation she couldn't escape as her body danced for them. There was no thought outside of that voice, her master's voice. The one she had to obey or lose this forever. It hurt, it felt good, every muscle aching and protesting under the continued strain.

Gabriel eventually turns off both vibrators entirely when it seems she's about to break into uselessness. Then he leans back in his seat to watch her attempt to recover and making no move to remove any of the things he's attached to or inserted in her. She can wait. The reminder he's not finished with her will do her good.

It takes a while for her to even realize that they've stopped, and she almost weeps when she does. Claudia doesn't know if the tears are from relief or lack of the added sensations. Deep, wracking breaths move her as she tries to regain...something. She doesn't even know what she wants in this moment, feeling raw and drained and needy all at the same time.

Her orders keep her kneeling instead of collapsing once more, and she can't rest back on her haunches without shifting the vibrator in her ass and causing her to writhe even more. Just being held there is exquisite torment, and she can't imagine what will be next as the moment stretches on and on.

"So. Think that's sufficient for what you've done to me? You can nod or shake your head if you don't think you're capable of using your words," Gabriel says mildly. There is a right answer and a wrong one. Best to choose carefully. Assuming Claudia is capable of it.

Gabriel almost hopes she chooses the wrong one.

Claudia just whimpers at that question, a trembling running through her. There is only one answer, that he'll never be done making her pay. She almost wishes it were enough. But she'd had an archangel at her mercy, made him beg. She, a mere demon, even if she was one of Lucifer's own. And there's a wicked voice in the back of her head that chuckles and tells her that she doesn't really want him to be satisfied.

Unable to speak, finally, jerkily, she shakes her head, her mouth forming the word "no" even though her voice is wrecked. When she finally does manage to croak something out, the word is, "Never..."

"Correct answer," he says, a little disappointed she chose the right one. He was looking forwards to turning both vibrators back on to max to make her scream some more.

He sighs and snaps away the vibrators in her, leaving them on the table all cleaned up. Both sets of cuffs and the nipple clamps stay however. He gives her an accessing look before glancing over at his brother. "Think she's up for more?"

"I think she could use a few more minutes," Lucifer says, entirely mildly. He enjoyed the display almost as much as Gabriel. The only reason his enjoyment lagged behind was the fact Gabriel has a very personal reason to like seeing her on her knees and screaming.

She remembers teasing Gabriel about never being satisfied even when she was human, so it wasn't really a guess. He wanted to put her in her place, keep her from being too complacent. The toys may be clean, but it was obvious that she was dripping, considering how well-used she already was. At least with the vibrators gone she could kneel a tiny bit more comfortably, although the cuffs kept her from being able to really relax.

Her shoulders ached from the way all that writhing had pulled at her, and she was glad that the magic kept them fitting perfectly without cutting into her wrists. She felt the pull, but she could be suspended by them and the cuffs themselves wouldn't cause unintended injury.

That thought actually brought an image of being pulled to where she barely could rest her weight on her toes as her masters played with her. There were so many other ways to torment with sensation, after all, and she would have to obey anything they wanted of her.

Try not to tempt me, Gabriel says in her mind with another glance at his brother. Then the chain for the cuffs on her ankles are gone and it's time for her next set of orders. "Get on the bed. We'll arrange you how we see fit when you're there."

Time to move on and make her accommodate both of them again.

Maybe you should quit giving me ideas, she responded, because it really wasn't just her. But she made her way over to the bed, finding it a bit more difficult to accomplish with her hands still behind her back. Claudia ends up having to mostly worm her way into the middle of that oversized mattress, trying not to look utterly graceless.

She should worry more about not making the nipple clamps dig in too much.

Gabriel gets up and prowls over to the bed, climbing on and pulling her against himself, her back against his front. He's followed a moment later by Lucifer who settles in front of her, pulling her into a rough kiss as Gabriel lifts her and lowers her down onto himself as he presses his way slowly into her back entrance.

Then Lucifer is releasing her from the kiss and presses his way inside her as well until she's fully in place and feeling their cocks rub together through her inner walls.

"We're going to fuck you until you can't see straight," Gabriel breathes into her ear as his hips rock up, driving himself in, Lucifer starting a moment later so the differing friction could help over-stimulate her.

The bite of metal against sensitive flesh reminded her of that, but then Gabriel and Lucifer had her sandwiched between them. She moaned into Lucifer's mouth as Gabriel pushes into her, and it is at that moment that she realizes that the vibrators were just practice. Just a prelude to what they were doing now, and the promise Gabriel whispers in her ear doesn't seem at all boasting.

Her hips roll with theirs, trying to find a rhythm as they rub against her, inside her, overwhelming her already-sensitized body with little effort until she's crying out with every movement, hot and wet and needy. She can't let go, can't think, stars threatening to consume her vision with every pounding wave, threatening to pull her under and drown her in their bodies.

Both archangels start out slow, but they eventually increase the speed and force of their thrusts. They both monitor her reactions and adjust as needed, be it either to slow a little or increase once again; both whispering promises into her mind about her position as their favorite and showing her different images.

All part of the game to overload her. By the time they're done with her, they fully expect her to be incapable of going anywhere but the bed they were currently on.

Each promise, each image drawn in crystal clarity makes her react all the more. She can't choose any one thing to focus on, mind and gaze glazed over with passion. Claudia can't help clenching down in reaction, or making any of a dozen different sounds.

The archangels keep her from finding release, exhausting her as they draw out every little reaction they can. Her heart is pounding, and she can hear blood rushing in her ears, barely able to see around the sparks of stars flashing across her vision. Begging for anything is beyond her capacity, so overwhelmed there isn't anything left to make such thoughts, only those dark whispers of her lovers and their bodies claiming her, consuming her.

Lucifer eventually decides the game has lasted long enough, sensing how close to breaking she was. He relays as much to Gabriel and their thrusts synchronize, allowing them to fill her at the same time a few thrusts later.

Come, they say in unison. Time for her to follow one more order.

It's worth with both of them commanding that particular reaction, scouring through ever raw nerve ending and blinding her. She can't hear herself cry out over the roar of blood in her veins, see around the rainbow flashes in her vision. The kind of spine-bowing, skull-cracking orgasm you usually only read about in romance novels tears through her, and she feels hollowed out and drained at the end.

Claudia doesn't want it to end, and yet it can't go on forever without damaging things inside her. Every time she begins to think they might have driven her as far as they can, one of her beloved archangels finds a new level to strive for. She wishes she could have their stamina, wasn't a weak, paltry thing in comparison to their Grace, yet that can't be changed.

The both of them hold her tight after, Lucifer murmuring praise in her mind as his brother removes the nipple clamps with a thought, disappearing the rest of the toys as well.

Slumped between them, she drifts, feeling like she's floating on a stream of Lucifer's praise. It's not quite sleep, but she's wrung out like a towel, uncertain she has anything more to give them in the moment.

And yet, the way things go, they always seem to find more new and creative ways to rouse her, to bring her. It's like a drug, and she doesn't care anymore. She doesn't want to go anywhere else, belong to anyone else.

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