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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Claudia does so, a little surprised she isn't wobbly. Perhaps she was getting better at this? It couldn't be that Gabe took anything easy on her.

She studies the table, a few of the objects on it causing her brow to furrow as she tries to figure out what they were even supposed to be used for. Apparently Gabriel had plans on being quite creative today.

Gabriel takes a moment to rid himself of his own clothes before walking over to the table to grab the chain for the cuffs on her wrists and pull her arms behind her to reattach it.

Next up is one of the lengths of rope. He runs it through his hands to test the feel as he eyes her thoughtfully. Then it's time to wrap it around her waist to begin the start of a harness. During that, the two lengths of the rope are brought together so he could tie a knot in it, bring that part down and pressing it firmly against her clit. The rope was further slipped between her legs as he moves to be behind her, one end being tied off at one side of her and the other at the other side, allowing him access to her if he wanted it, rather than blocking entrance to her.

Then it's time for the next length of rope, one that's thinner. The initial loop is made just below her breasts and once he's certain it'll stay put, it gets looped around first one breast, then the other, trapping her breasts in rope, around loop being done after to keep them pressed together. Then he's tying off the end and stepping back to look at her.

Claudia can't help testing each new element as he restrains her, gasping a little at the friction and that terrible, wonderful knot that's perfectly placed to rub against her clit as she does. She expects if she strains too much, everything will get tighter, and she doesn't want that.

"Penny for your thoughts?" she asked, with a voice already slightly breathy.

"That I'm not actually done with you yet," he says, picking up the nipple clamps with the bells before lowering his head to bite and suck first at one nipple then the other so he could put the clamps on her. Then he gets what is essentially thick thread, attaching them to the top, bottom, and sides of the clamps and tying them off at the rope restraining her breasts.

And now to see if everything works as it should with the clamps getting tugged around, the knot rubbing up against her clit, and just everything. "Walk in a circle. See how it all feels."

Claudia can't help a soft whimper at his attentions, because he does seem to enjoy playing with her breasts, sometimes too much. She starts to try to take a normal step, and almost loses her balance as the bells tinkle merrily and everything pulls at the same time. It's going to be a challenge to even try to comply without her legs going to jelly or worse.

But she does it, one tiny, mincing step at a time, but even biting down on her lip doesn't stifle all the sounds, or the flush spreading across her skin at her arousal. Even the act of breathing sends little shivers of pain through her nipples as the clamps get tugged one way or another.

Perfect. Even though-- "Take normal steps and stop in front of me."

He wants to see how much more of an effect there is when she walks normally. Even if watching her reactions so far is making him want to fuck her rather than wait. Although perhaps he should do something else.

Claudia does her best, but on the second step, she completely loses her balance and ends up falling into him. "S-sorry!" she gasps, trying to pull back so she can finish the order.

Gabriel's hands snap up to grab her as he smirks at her. "Can't do it? Then kneel instead."

He loosens his hold on her just enough to allow her to follow his new order.

Claudia feels weak in the knees, but kneeling doesn't really help, and she has a really good idea where Gabriel might want to start if he were going to fuck her like this. He was going to be the death of her, she was certain. Not that he'd allow that to be permanent.

He tangles a hand in her hair and steps closer. He's quite certain she knows what to do. Even if she has rope and nipple clamps to distract her.

And she tries, taking him into her mouth, doing her best to pay attention to him and not to the way every movement has her wet and moaning. It would only be worse if she weren't good enough at sucking him off. He'd probably add even more to the challenge facing her.

Gabriel isn't going to complain about her reactions to the way he's trussed her up. One makes sure she'll be plenty ready for him when he wants to take her again and the other contributes to her currently assigned job. He rocks his hips forwards to drive himself further into her mouth. He wants more than what she's done so far.

"Take me all the way in," he instructs, knowing she has no choice but to obey.

She moans around him as she fights for each inch, unable to stop until she feels his balls moving against her chin in a light slap. Just the sensation has her closing her eyes, and the shudder that goes through her keeps going as those ropes and clamps do more than she might want. At least it distracts her from the way her body wants to protest that there's too much there, that she needs to stop so she can breathe.

Gabriel rocks his hips, giving her very brief reprieves before driving himself fully in again. She's a demon, she can take it.

"Do your job. Make me come," he instructs her. Then he sends her an image of him covering her face, come dripping down onto her breasts to be absorbed by the ropes. Just to see how she reacts to it and help him decide if he should do that. It's just another way of marking her as his, after all.

Claudia tries to do just that, but the image he sends has her reacting before she could even realize, moaning around him as her hips twitch with the strain not to move, not to scream in pleasure as she nearly comes just from that damned knot against her damp folds. She wants to be his in any way he can take her, greedy for the pleasure only he and Lucifer can give her. His orders keep her from reaching full orgasm on her own, hedge her in on so many levels, and yet she's never felt more wanted.

Well, that certainly helps decide him. His hips snap forwards to drive himself down her throat a few more times before he's coming. He pulls her head back by the hair even as he's coming in her throat and mouth to finish on her face, coating it. Then he's pulling her head forwards again to press his way back into her mouth. "Again," he orders.

There's no room for thought, just doing what she's told, and writhing for him when he makes certain she has to move, even just a little. She can feel the warm, thick liquid on her face, dripping onto her shoulders and breasts, even as he fills her throat again. He doesn't have to wait like a human man would to recover, and she's never truly seen him spent. That thought is thrilling on its own, since he could keep using her long past her own endurance, and because of his control, he could make her come even when her body wouldn't normally be able to.

Gabriel rocks his hips forwards, driving himself in as he seeks out his next orgasm. The sooner he comes, the sooner he can add more to what was on her. Even as he uses her, he sends her silent demands to get him off.

She does her best, but she's more than distracted, feeling her own arousal like burning heat within her, unable to be released. If she had hands, she'd try to add more to the experience for him, to make him come like he insists she do, but all she can do is try to suck and swallow and hum around him. She grazes him lightly with teeth, tongue exploring everything she can reach without choking on how deep he is inside her. Claudia needs his release, needs to feel it, craves everything he gives her like this.

Gabriel comes after another few minutes of that, once again filling her mouth and throat before coating her face in more. Once he was done, he steps back to look at her and send her the image of her panting and covered in his come, both on her face and where some leaked out onto her inner thighs after he'd taken her in the throne room.

He gives her a moment to let that image soak in before clearing the table with a thought. "Stand and go bend over the table." Time to force her to let everything stimulate her as she gets herself ready for him again.

Claudia almost whimpers at that order, but she complies, even though she has to catch her breath again with almost every step. He isn't done with her, and she's already wet and sore, her nipples burning where the clamps have dug in with every tiny motion, their happy little bells a total lie.

She beds over the table, but spreading her legs for balance has her screaming when she falls forward and the clamps dig in even more.

Somehow, he's not overly concerned. It just gives him the chance to use a short enough chain on her collar to connect her to the table short enough to keep her from lifting her face even an inch from the surface; the chains attaching themselves to the cuffs on her ankles making her spread her legs wider than strictly comfortable.

He strolls over to her and inserts a couple of fingers into her to test just how wet she was before withdrawing them, lining himself up and filling her with his cock in a single thrust. There's no pause for even an instant before he's snapping his hips forwards, diving himself in hard and deep while making sure to hit the best place for her inside every time at a fast pace. Time to get her pain tangled up with the pleasure and give her a different reason to scream.

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.

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.

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.