Forced To The Other Side AU

[lotsoflaughs]

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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[strippernameserendipity]

Her fists clench and unclench behind her as he forces her move against the table, each thrust driving more screams from her as everything gets completely confused. Claudia can't do anything but react, her body as taught as the threads pulling at her nipples, ready to snap. He's driving her past everything she knows how to deal with, and making certain it feels good. Feeling him hard against her, inside her, bruising deep and ready as her body writhes in reaction.

She almost hears herself begging, unable to form words, or even know what she wants. There are so many things he could do; stop, keep going, bring her along or push her over. She wants them all. She wants to be his as completely as she is Lucifer's.

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel's hips snap forwards as he savors listening in on her internal reactions, giving her a silent order that she could come only when he allowed it to force her to keep building up her need for it.

You're mine. Completely, he says, hips snapping forwards a few last times before he's filling her once again. He pauses for only a moment before he's thrusting into her again, once again ensuring he hits the best spot.

[strippernameserendipity]

It's sweet torture to feel him come and not even get a moment's respite, not to be able to have her own release. Her mind agrees with that, the he has everything of her, anything she can give. She knows her body responds to him, that she has no choice but to be his, and he can have it all with a though.

"Take me!" she screams, the redundancy lost on her, lost in her body and the pain/pleasure/ecstacy he gives her.

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel grins, snapping his hips forwards as hard as she could take it and filling her once again. His thrusts slow to a stop after his second orgasm, followed by pulling out and pressing his way into her back entrance, making sure she could feel every inch of him as he invades her slowly.

Again, there's no pause to let her adjust and he starts thrusting into her and building up speed. I'm going to leave you dripping from every orfice, he promises, already have taken care of that with her mouth and cunt. Only one left to go.

[strippernameserendipity]

She whines at that, moving to meet his thrusts despite the restraints keeping her almost still, on the edge of orgasm, being driven higher and higher with every time he goes and she can't. Her eyes long ago bled to solid black, her nature coming to the front to preserve what she could, to recover a little faster, last a little longer than any human, but still nowhere near her master's.

He could leave her like that, unfulfilled, having taken his pleasure, and she could say nothing against it. She knew that, like she knew the lines of the runes she wore around her neck, on her wrists and ankles. Her own work held her, but it was driven by his will, and never hers.

[lotsoflaughs]

Damn right, his will was the one driving it. If he told her to stab yourself with the Winchester's demon-killing knife, she'd have no choice but to do so. Not that he intends to waste her like that.

His hips snap forwards even through his next orgasm, Gabriel already seeking out his next one. He was almost done with this portion of things. He might give her a little time to recover after this. Maybe. In a fashion.

[strippernameserendipity]

He never stopped, and she was making noises continuously, every nerve aflame with the sensations he'd gifted her with, all confused and burning with need. She doesn't want him to stop, for all that he's painted the image he wants. He made a proper mess of her, and she loves it, sweat mingling with the come drying on her face and down her legs. Claudia wondered sometimes why he didn't take photos as well, rather than just filling her mind with his favorite images of her, real and not-yet-realized.

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel's hips snap forwards a finish few times before he empties himself in her yet again. He takes a brief moment before stepping back away from her, cleaning himself off with a thought and show Claudia what he sees. Which is her bent over and spread out for him, come leaking from both rear locations, the knot on the rope right where it needed to be.

Maybe I should fill you front and back with vibrators again. Let them work with what I've already done to you to drive you to the breaking point, he says in her head to make sure she heard every bit.

[strippernameserendipity]

She just whimpers a little at that, struggling to stay where she can't add anything more to her aching body. Her nipples burn, and she doesn't exactly want to think about that right now, or the vibrators he's suggesting.

Claudia actually wonders why he doesn't use constructs if all he wants to do is watch. Although suggesting that would definitely be dangerous.

[lotsoflaughs]

You say that like they won't block the view, Gabriel says with raised eyebrows. The chains holding her in place disappear a moment later for her to either stay bent over the table or slide to the floor. Whichever one she ends up doing. He's a little curious which she'll do.

[strippernameserendipity]

Without help staying upright, and her hands still behind her back, she doesn't really have a huge choice. So he gets treated to her struggling to make yet another wave of stimulation stop as the ropes shift. The fact that she's trembling when it does really isn't helping, either.

[lotsoflaughs]

He walks over to her and looks down, nudging her with his foot. "Get up."

Right, he knows now, time for her to move her ass.

[strippernameserendipity]

She tries to do it as slowly as she can, because each movement practically steals her breath away, and her legs already feel like jelly. Probably come-flavored jelly, considering the amount trying to find its way back into gravity's good graces. Something she isn't doing so well with.

"Gabriel, please..." Make it stop, do something, she couldn't even think straight anymore, it was just too fuzzy-edged with flashes of excruciating pleasure jolting her like lighting.

[lotsoflaughs]

"Go to the bed and lay on it," he says, ignoring her attempt to beg. He has no interest in making it stop. Big brother isn't here to control what he does to her, so he'll do as he sees fit.

[strippernameserendipity]

It's too much, but she can't resist the direct orders. Abused parts of her body feel like they've been rubbed raw, and yet she's still fighting being overwhelmed with the pleasure he's keeping from letting go, and it's driving her close to the edge. She doesn't know what to do, how to keep going. It's impossible, and yet he can make her continue to do his bidding until it kills her. And beyond.

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel follows her to the bed and once she's on it, climbs on after her, prying her legs apart with his knee before lining up and sinking into her. He gives her barely a moment to adjust before he's rolling his hips forwards at a fast clip, giving her silent orders to wrap her legs around his waist.

[strippernameserendipity]

With her legs around him, the knot is right in place to rub all the harder with every stroke, and she feels like she's drowning in it, in him. Her pulse is pounding in her ears, matching the rhythm of his urgent, insistent pace. Claudia can't even hear herself crying out anymore, barely able to see through starbursts of overwhelming sensation and lack of breath. Terror fills her at the idea that she's going to pass out before he can be properly satisfied, and be punished for it.

[lotsoflaughs]

You really seem to like giving me ideas, Gabriel says as his hips snap forwards faster as he seeks out his orgasm. He might allow her to come when he's done with her.

Or he could leave her wanting and with orders to not do anything to relieve it herself and just wait for it to eventually ebb away on its own.

[strippernameserendipity]

She closes her eyes, whimpering with pleasure that is a pain of its own, her attention taken just with surviving this, because she has to live. He'll never stop tormenting her for the way she trapped him, getting his revenge by using her even more ruthlessly than she ever did, and without Lucifer there...

A part of her finds it funny that her savior is the being who first stole her away from then gave her over to Gabriel, a case of hysterics that could come bubbling out if something didn't stop it.

[lotsoflaughs]

A few snaps of his hips later and Gabriel's filling her yet again although he doesn't stop thrusting into her. He wants to fill her as much as he possibly could. What would you do to put a stop to this for tonight?

[strippernameserendipity]

Claudia blinked up at him, confused. Why would he stop? There wasn't anything she could offer him that he couldn't have with an order anyway.

[lotsoflaughs]

He was curious about what her reply would be. Nothing? There goes any right to complain about how much longer I have you tonight.

Not that she was ever going to be allowed to complain if she didn't want to be on the wrong end of some rather unfortunate--for her--consequences.

Even as all of this is running through Gabriel's mind, he maintains his fast, hard pace as he thrusts into her.

[strippernameserendipity]

That made no sense. She never had a right to complain about anything that was done to her. Perhaps a say in the manner from time to time, but if Gabriel wanted to fuck her completely senseless, that was his prerogative. Claudia wasn't even sure how long he'd been at it, just that she felt like he was filling her to bursting with his seed, without any chance to catch her breath or otherwise recover.

Her breasts ached, her whole body ached, and she could do nothing except help him abuse it even more.

[lotsoflaughs]

He intends to make sure pretty much every bit of her ached by the time he was finished. Use her so thoroughly she won't be forgetting this night for quite some time.

You're still so tight. Even after the amount of times I've had you so far tonight, much less all the times my brother and I have taken you over the last several months, he purrs in her head, ignoring that at the beginning, it was her having him instead. I wonder if making sure you'll always remain so was one of the modifications he made to you.

[strippernameserendipity]

Claudia couldn't answer that. That Lucifer had changed her was undeniable. He'd made her more resilient, one of the most powerful demons in Hell, at least in terms of raw power, although in influence, that was debatable. She was meant to be his left hand, as Gabriel was his right.

That she was tight when they started was something she didn't remember ever not being that way. It just was something that usually didn't go away until she'd come at least once. And that hadn't happened for a while now. Hours, at least. What modifications would you make? she wondered.