spncentral | 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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"Mm?" Claudia asks, eyes still slightly glazed but capable of stringing a few thoughts together. "What can I do for you?"

There's a slightly dopey smile on her face, but she doesn't care. That was a-fucking-mazing, as some people might say.

"One more round. This one involving the table. Which do you think would be a better way for Gabriel to take you? You bending over it, or sitting on the very edge?"

Time to give her a little choice in how to do things, given she'd done just a good job of following his orders for this portion of things.

Claudia wondered for a moment if it were a trick question, the surprise clear on her face. Sitting, Gabriel would be able to see her face, but bending over it would put him in the same position Lucifer had used earlier. The round that had made her tight with desire and envy.

She couldn't help a slight shiver of anticipation even now, sore as she was. It was a distinct possibility she'd be walking funny, but having a reminder of this would be worth it.

It took her two swallows before she could say her decision out loud. "I want him to do to me what you did to him..."

"Bending over it is," he says agreeably, releasing his hold around her middle and bringing the nipple clamps to him with a thought, pinching first one nipple into hardness and clamping it and then the other, listening to her gasps.

"For extra stimulation," he tells her, finally letting her go entirely after a brief tug at both clamps. "Go bend over the table."

The table that has just been cleared of the toys that hadn't been already used.

Claudia can't help the gasps as Lucifer ups the ante, but she manages to make it to the table without too much trouble, spreading herself across it. She hesitates a little as she tries to figure out what to do with her hands, whether to use them to hold herself up or behind her back as if cuffed.

She decided to ask. "Do I need cuffs?"

"No. You're being allowed to support your weight," Lucifer says with a shake of his head before looking down at his brother, snapping away the chain and the cuffs on his ankles. "Get up and go to her."

He follows Gabriel after his brother struggles up to his feet and guides him into Claudia, grasping his waist and thrusting himself into him with little warning, getting a silent moan from his brother as well as a rock of Gabriel's hips to meet him.

"Fuck her, little brother," Lucifer says, as he starts a fast pace and hitting Gabriel's prostate every time. "Fuck her hard."

Gabriel starts obeying as soon as Lucifer gets the first two words out, snapping his hips forwards and driving himself deep into Claudia, where she is oh so very wet and impossibly tight after all she'd been through already.

Claudia gives an almost relieved sigh at that tiny mercy, knowing there would be a price for it. And before she can even get comfortable, Gabriel is behind her, harder than she can quite believe, pushing through her body's resistance and taking her. But there's something else, and it isn't until she glances over her shoulder for a moment that she realizes what is going on.

Lucifer is definitely still calling the shots, and her own moans and whimpers are just one part of it. "So good," she pants against the table, ricking her hips to meet that doubled thrusting, trying to work in as much as she can. "So perfect..."

Given she's on the bottom of the pile, Lucifer feels he can afford to be magnanimous. Besides, Gabriel's the one in restraints for this. For now, she's higher in rank. Wouldn't do to undermine that already, now would it?

Lucifer gives Gabriel silent permission to make sounds, allowing his brother's cries to join Claudia's even if his has to leave out words. Lucifer's thrusts slam into his brother, ripping cries out of him and forcing Gabriel even further into Claudia during his own thrusts.

Gabriel's eyes glaze slightly. Given the stimulation by the vibrator he was forced to have in him up until Lucifer decided to make use of him again, the cockring keeping him from orgasming, and now getting to be in Claudia even as his brother takes him, he was overloaded to the point where he didn't even want it to stop anymore and just wanted more.

Her words are probably enough for both of them as she pleads and praises in turns, the aching responses of her body taxed but apparently still able to find more. They were so deep inside her, as if Gabriel would pound through her and into the table or further.

Nailed. The word suddenly crystallized in her mind, and that exactly how she felt. She was being nailed into the table, the movements rubbing the nipple clamps against her chest despite her attempts to stay above and balanced. Every movement drove sounds from her, made it hard to think about anything but how perfectly used she was, and how good it felt.

She needed this, needed it all, and couldn't believe she could want even more. "Please," she whimpered. "Pleasepleaseplease."

What she was begging for, even she didn't know.

Lucifer enjoys the emotions and lust he can feel coming from the both of them as he continues pounding into his brother mercilessly, making Gabriel buck and scream under him with nowhere to go but deep into the demon below him. Even if Gabriel found it within himself to go back to being difficult after this, there was no removing the stain of what he's done with Claudia tonight.

After several more thrusts into Gabriel, Lucifer lets the cockring disappear to stop restraining his brother. Come, he orders the both of them, even as he sinks deep into Gabriel to fill him.

Gabriel's release slams through him like a freight train, feeling his brother filling him even as he clenches around him hard, driving him onto an even higher level of euphoria as he fills Claudia; wracked with shudders as everything that's been pent up in him for the last half hour is released.

Claudia screams, her nails ripping into the table with demon strength as another orgasm is pulled from her, even as she feels that heat filling her, so much she knows she has to be leaking down her legs, but she can't feel anything of that. It's like all that exists is one wave of orgasm after another as the archangel unloads that pent-up need into her.

She knows she blacked out, still beyond overwhelmed by the endless stamina of her partners. Her chest burns with each breath, her body pulsing in time with those waves of mingled pleasure and pain still working through her body. Despite the pain she knows she'll feel when she actually moves, she feels...sated. Thoroughly sated, blissfully used. Utterly debauched.

Eyes still closed, she takes in a deep breath and lets it out with a happy sigh. "Too good to me."

"And don't you ever forget it," Lucifer agrees mildly as he runs his fingers through his brother's hair as he effectively pins him between himself an Claudia, lest his brother slide to the ground. He gives the both of them another moment before pulling himself free of Gabriel, cleaning himself off with a thought and catching him before he could fall.

"I'll get back to you in a moment," he informs Claudia, before carrying his shivering brother to the bed and lays him down to stare blankly up as he recovers. Then he's back at the table, gently turning Claudia around and picking her up to perch her on the table. Then he's just as gently removing the nipple clamps and running his tongue over her abused nipples to ease the soreness she feels, releasing them with also gentle bites to let those last thrills run through her. "I trust you're all right, my dear?"

She moans for him, almost drunkenly, but it's not without some degree of thought and understanding when he removes the clamps with such delicacy. The stories humans tell are all wrong about him, she thinks. He does care, or he wouldn't ask.

"Of course, I'll be fine," she says, struggling to straighten up, but not quite sliding to the floor. "I'll remember you with every ache."

He used to tell her that, in the beginning, before she truly understood, and now, she believed it with all her soul. To say otherwise would be foolishness, anyway. "I'll remember both of you, now."

"Good," he says, running his hand through her hair to straighten it somewhat. "I have a task for you. One that doesn't involve you in my bed or any other part of this room."

Before she could think he meant more sex. Then he's sending her images of new sets of cuffs for his brother, different from the handcuffs. These close seamlessly like the collar and like it, unable to be removed and extend several inches, rather like Wonder Woman's bracers. Although unlike them, there's chains to connect them, covered with runes etched into them for control and the ability for Lucifer and Claudia to remove and add the chains as the prefer without weakening the whole in the least.

"Got that?" he says out loud once he's done showing her what he wants her to make.

"I understand," Claudia said, giving a slight nod. "May I clean up before I get to work?"

She knew the image would practically be seared into her mind until she completed the task, and wondered just how long it would take. Days, at least. Not to mention she'd have to get some humans to use as fodder to fuel the spells properly.

Sheep were easy to cull, at least. Sometimes mortals practically begged to be slaughtered.

"Of course. Along with dressed, since metalworking while naked is foolish at best. How long do you think it will take you to finish." Answer carefully, little demon. He has a specific time frame in mind.

"Perhaps a week if I have to find the more difficult elements on my own," she offered, cautiously. If she could send some of the idiot brigade out, it wouldn't be anywhere near as long. "I can easily halve that with help. The question is how circumspect do I need to be?"

If she has to kill every demon involved with a special project, someone might be bright enough to take notice, after all.

"You have two days," he tells her. "Send out whoever you need. I'm sure you know how to not share information you don't have to along with dividing it up enough to keep them from putting the pieces together. Try not to kill any more demons than you have to, hmm? You might find it hard to find future helpers otherwise."

In other words, she basically has just enough time to take a shower and get dressed before she starts work.

"As you wish," Claudia responded, with something resembling a naked curtsey and leaving the chambers with alacrity. She'd have to work her ass off to get it done in time, but it wasn't exactly hard in the way some might think. She could put plenty of demons to work in shifts keeping the foundry going except for the critical bits.

It wouldn't be long before hammers were ringing out from her personal workshop.