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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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I think I'll show you when I'm done here, he says as he fills her again, thrusting through the orgasm. One more time, he thinks. Then he'll start modifying her, possibly making her wish she didn't ask in the process.

Claudia can't help moving back as best she can to help him along, she still wants him to fill her, despite being driven to the breaking point with need. Lucifer had given her over, but he hadn't removed his mark, so she was his as much as Gabriel's. Which meant that whatever he did to her still came with his brother's approval as well, she had to believe. Lucifer hadn't thrown her away, just gave her to Gabriel because she'd become too...complacent had been their term for it.

She loved her place in their beds, at their feet, at their pleasure. She could think of nothing better than being allowed to be a part of that. And to better be able to satisfy them would be simply fulfilling her duties.

Gabriel rolls his hips forwards several more times before coming for the last time. He rests briefly while laying on her back before moving back and pulling out in the process. Time to get to work.

He scoops up some of the come leaking out of her with his fingers before inserting them in her rear entrance to lube the way slightly as he focuses on the nerve endings and flesh of that ring of muscle in general. He works to implant pleasure brought on by being taken there and the need to have both him and Lucifer have her there during their sessions with her.

Claudia isn't precisely aware that he's doing anything but teasing yet again, but his fingers have her crying out, hands clenching and unclenching along with other muscles as he drives her up against the edge of orgasm once again. She begs wordlessly to be allowed to have even a little bit of relief, to feel some of that need pour through her so he can do even more.

He's driving her crazy with it, and since he told her to stay in a particular position so she can't even move all that much.

"You'll come when I allow you to and not a moment before," he says out loud, finishing his work and cleaning his fingers with a thought. Then it's time to test it, lining himself up and pressing his way inside, letting her feel he was fulfilling her new need to have his cock in her ass before he starts rolling his hips forwards slowly, giving her a chance to feel every thrust.

Something quieted, just a little, as he filled her ass this time. It felt right, good, amazing. Then he started moving, and she couldn't remember it ever feeling this good, making her moan almost continually. It's confusing, because this is new, different, better, and she realizes it's what she'd asked, how he would change things.

"Gabriel!" she whines, because it's not quite enough, something still feels empty about this, and she doesn't know what it is.

"Something you want?" he purrs as he gradually increases the pace and force of his thrusts. He'll get to what she's missing on his own time. For now, he just wants to let this new reality of hers sink in. The fact she's going to be wanting this on some level all the time now.

More, she thinks. She needs more, for all that he's driving into her as hard and fast as he had been before in her other opening. Claudia had come to grips a while ago that she'd basically become driven by sex, needing to fulfill Lucifer's whims with her, but this was different. He'd used her ass more for the humiliation and denial, but Gabriel made her want this, need it. "You...did something."

Not an accusation, exactly. She had asked what he wanted her to be. She just had assumed he would tell her in the teasing way he sometimes did, making her want what he described with loving, painful detail.

"Yes, I did," he agrees, not slowing his thrusts in the least. "I thought showing was better than telling in this instance. This is only the first of the alterations I intend to make to you tonight."

He thrusts into her several more times before filling her and letting her discover what she was missing to finish fulfilling her need. Which was to be filled by one archangel or the other.

He leans over her, lightly resting against her back to murmur in her ear. "You're going to want and need this for the rest of your life. The longer we deny you this, the more you'll want it until it's all you can think about. Better hope we feel like doing this at least a couple times a week."

And they would deny her. She knew that because it had happened with a certain frequency that wasn't quite regular. Claudia couldn't imagine what that might do to her ability to craft the toys they demanded, or other things she was expected to do to keep Hell from getting too unruly. Just as he continued to deny her any form of release.

It wasn't anything she could undo, any more than she could remove the collar around her throat. She would need him, need them. It made her whimper with that cold knowledge. Dependency and denial. It made her swallow before she asked, "What else?"

Making her beg for them to use her was entirely too much fun not to do it often. If it was ever to enter her head to attempt to run from them, this need would be enough to make her think again since it's impossible to fulfill without them. A human, another demon, anyone that wasn't the two of them wouldn't begin to even touch her need for their cocks.

"I'm getting to that," he murmurs before straightening and pulling out of her, cleaning himself off with a thought. She can just go ahead and stay covered in his come. "Roll over on your back."

Time for him to have access to her breasts for the other sets of alterations.

She didn't really expect to be cleaned up anymore. The archangels seemed to like her showing all the signs of being used repeatedly. The sticky, drying fluids didn't even register as uncomfortable anymore. She rolled over as commanded, crying out once more as the ropes continue to rub and tease and pull, her nipples clearly swollen from the abuse.

She couldn't imagine what he had in mind to change, but then, he seemed more interested in her in many ways than Lucifer. Perhaps because of what they had been when she was human, perhaps because she had been Lucifer's weapon against them. She would never know the exact reasons, only that he intended her to be under his thumb for all eternity.

The nipple clamps and thick threads attached to them are gone a moment later and Gabriel lowers his head to one nipple, lightly sucking at it before biting down on it as he tweaks the nerve endings in it to make it more sensitive. A harder bite later and the only reason Claudia isn't coming is the fact she's been ordered not to.

Satisfied his work on that one was complete, he takes her other nipple into his mouth, once again sucking at and then biting it before repeating his work and biting down harder on it to test what he's done.

Claudia whimpers all the more under his torment, the final bite bowing her spine as it feels like he's got a line right to her groin. It's beyond torture now, and she's shivering and sweating with all the things he's doing to her. She can't imagine anything worse than this, with no warning. Except she knows Gabriel well enough to know he's just beginning.

"Something the matter?" he asks with a wicked grin, the ropes restraining her breasts finally disappearing altogether. He runs his fingers lightly along the lines left in her skin by them before straddling her belly to get himself a good handful of each breast before kneading at them.

He focuses his attention on them, sculpting them as he pleases. He increases them first one cup size, then a second. "I wonder how much bigger I should make them. Think they're maybe big enough for if one of us wants to fuck them?"

He ends her an image of himself higher up on her, holding her breasts firmly together as he thrusts with precome smoothing the way between them.

She shudders under that touch, a mild ache she hasn't felt since the girls first made themselves known at puberty returning. The image makes her arch under him, gasping with the idea of him doing that with her so sensitive. Even that makes her feel like she should be coming, if he hadn't forbidden it. She would let him use her in the most depraved ways he could think of if only...

Her mind stuttered a little at that last thought. There were no 'if only's' in her life, hadn't been since the day Lucifer stole her away from Gabriel.

"'If only' what?" Gabriel asks in a dangerous tone, fingers digging into her breasts. Well, if she wanted pain to temper how unbelievably turned on she was, she got it.

And yet the pain just drove her that much closer, knifing through her with electric heat, burning along new pathways and old. It drove all thought of anything conscious from her mind, just that ever-increasing, completely unsatisfied need. The need that only he could choose to fulfill.

"Please, Gabriel, I need..." To come, to feel him, to have it all. Like a junkie looking for a fix, that tiny cynical voice that had never been completely silenced told her.

"You'll get only what I choose to give you," he says icily, letting go of her breasts in order to form a grip on her jaw with one hand, thumb of the other one rubbing firmly against her lips as he works on them next, instilling the need to have either his or Lucifer's cock in her mouth so she could please them.

Then he's prying her jaw open, rubbing the roof of her mouth with two fingers, instilling more need for them there; following that up with the top surface of her tongue.

Once he's done, he lets go of her face, letting her feel the new need to please him that can only be sated by doing it and making him come in the process.

Tears are falling down her cheeks by the time he's done, the pain of that need so bad that it hurts, and she can't do anything about it because she's trapped, under Gabriel's thumb. Having no other way to express the utter despair he's instilled alongside his other alterations, she turns her face away, closing her eyes as she silently weeps for any semblance of the person she had been only a few days ago.

Gabriel gets off first her, then the bed in order to stand and look down at her with an unreadable look on his face. "Don't you have something you should be doing?"

Considering her desire to suck his cock will only become worse the longer she puts it off.

Anger is all he sees when her eyes open again. She knows it's one of the dumbest things she could do with him, but she spits out the words anyway, biting each one off clearly.

"Make. Me."

Gabriel grabs her hair and pulls her over to him by brute force.

"You will suck my cock to the best of your ability," he tells her coldly, the collar making sure she had no choice but to obey.

But, like his own stubbornness had proven, the collar could be interpreted with literal exactness. She had to suck his cock as best she could, but she could try to hold back on doing anything else. Or she thought she could. Except for using teeth more than she usually did.

"I don't recommend being difficult," Gabriel warns. "Not if you don't want the ropes and nipple clamps I removed back and you staying in all of what's on you for the rest of the night."

Does Claudia really want to go for hours with no reprieve?

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