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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He looks at her, lips pursed. "Not to the extent he took it after you angered him."

Certain of them, he can see as being useful when taking her. The alteration to her breast size was entirely unneeded in his opinion although he's not going to do a thing about them. They can serve as a permanent visual reminder of what happens when his brother's ire is raised.

Claudia wondered, but would not ask aloud if he would have done similar things to her on his own. Had he actually changed more than he'd told her, as he'd failed to mention what most of the things he had her make were truly for? But that was different than the degree of force Gabriel had used.

She shifted slightly in the kneeling position he had told her to take, trying not to feel even more uncomfortable than she was. "I...understand."

At least, she thought she did. The question was if this was all Lucifer had wanted her for, or if he had his own desires for her at this time.

A slight touch here and there perhaps. Nothing to the extremes Gabriel took things.

Lucifer studies her for a moment before giving his brother a level look. "I'm sure you have things to do." In other words, get out.

He returns his attention to her once Gabriel has left. "I may as well see for myself how they affect you."

She shivers a little at the return of his attentions, places tightening in reaction to that gaze, the intent of his words. "They are...distracting, to say the least."

The temptation to do more than just shower had shown her that much. Not to mention how overwhelming being left untouched had been. Gabriel seemed to think she could serve best as a way to get himself off without any regard to how she felt or what she might desire.

"You should get over here," Lucifer says mildly in a tone that could almost be taken as a suggestion. Time to get on with trying out the new changes.

Claudia got to her feet and approached him, stopping once she was within arm's reach of him, waiting to see where he wished to begin. Even that tone and the suggestion of sex was doing damage to her composure, nipples tightening and wetness building up in anticipation.

"I think we should start off with you on your knees. See how much you using your mouth helps relieve the need you've been feeling in the shower, hmm?" Yes, he's been reading her mind all throughout this audience.

Edited Date: 2016-05-09 07:18 am (UTC)

Claudia blushed at that, because it was embarrassing to realize how little privacy she had with either of the archangels in her life. Still, she went to her knees, beginning to undo Lucifer's pants and draw him out. She took her time, assessing her own reactions as best she could as she first licked, then teased, using her free hands to do more than she was usually allowed.

Heat pooled between her hips, anticipation and need rolled into one. She moved closer so that she could rub her breasts against his legs as she worked, and the added stimulation helped clear her head to focus.

Lucifer will allow her the chance to work things out, only resting a hand on top of her head without impeding her. His body responds to her quickly and he's soon ready for her to do more than just tease although he continues to let her move at her own pace.

She pauses, raising just her eyes to try to judge his response to what her warring mind and body really want. She wants him to take her, to bring her every time, as often as he wants until she's screaming with pain as the pleasure rules her. To feel him claim every part of her as his, once more. Claudia can't find words to express it, but with knowing he's reading her mind, it doesn't matter.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, she wraps her hand around him as she draws him in, taking him deeper than she ever could before without feeling her body start to struggle in protest. Instead it just feels right, and she knows that should disturb her a lot more than it does.

On the bright side, at least it means this part of things is easier on her so she can focus on the job at hand.

Lucifer rocks his hips up to drive himself a little ways further in her mouth, ready to be an active participant now, silently encouraging her into more. The sooner she makes him come, the sooner they can move on.

She moans around him at that first thrust, feeling him enter her as deeply as he can, and she plays with his balls as she sucks, wanting to feel them tighten and know his release is coming. Now that they're here, it's hard to even think of the doubts she had, just need. Claudia needs him the way she needs air to breathe and food to eat.

Lucifer's hips rock forwards more, driving himself in deeper even as precome starts to drip down her throat as a warning sign of what was coming. His hand tightens in her hair slightly as another warning. He approves of her need for him; it means she'll do whatever he tells her to in order to get more of him.

She moans even more at that taste, the feel of his hand, her throat pulsing around him. It feels so good, and she feels like he could bring her just like this, if only it weren't forbidden.

You'll be allowed to come soon enough, he gently admonishes her even as his hips snap forwards faster to drive himself in deep before he comes, filling her throat.

She drinks him down eagerly, reveling in the feel of him coating the inside of her mouth and throat, soothing away some of that aching emptiness, but not all, never all. Claudia wonders if this will drive her mad, then wonders why she cares. To be subject to this level of pleasure was worth a little suffering, wasn't it?

Well, she seems to be managing to program herself fine right now. Probably because he's the one she's servicing, rather than his brother.

He gently tugs her back when he's done so he can push down the straps of her bustier, giving him access to her breasts, allowing him to roll her nipples before pinching both of them along with giving her an order. "Come."

If it had been a surprise when Gabriel had used her breasts that way, it was no less so when Lucifer did it. Her body took over, as if an explosion began with her swollen breasts and worked through every nerve, blinding her with pent-up need. The growing wet spot inside her shorts was given a new flood as everything released, her entire body moving in reaction.

She screamed his name, so grateful to serve him in any way he pleased. Claudia wanted more, wanted him to be the one to do it.

He toys with her nipples a moment longer before releasing them and leaning back in his seat. "Take off your shorts and sit on my lap with your back against me."

Claudia follows his order with no hesitation, wanting to do it for him as much as she hadn't for Gabriel. The too-short shorts slid off with a little work, revealing that she had nothing else underneath. The coarse canvas had been a different torment, up against her sensitive openings. She slid until his groin brushed against her ass, and a soft sound escaped her at the sensation. But the bustier only being half-on wasn't very comfortable, and she turned her head so she could try to see his face. "May I remove the top as well?"

"You may," he allows, placing his hands on either side of her waist and rocking up against her in order to tease. There's a little time for her to wait before she gets filled once again.

The top was tossed aside as soon as the clasps relaxed, and she sighed in relief. Without thinking about it, her fingers start to play with her nipples, even as Lucifer rubs against her from behind. It just feels so good, she can't help herself. Her head relaxes back onto his shoulder and she just lets out a deep, contented breath.

"Thank you."

Lucifer doesn't bother responding. He only lifts her up so he could lower her onto himself and let her feel him slowly pushing into her rear entrance until she's sitting flush against him. At which point, he rocks up his hips to begin driving himself into her.

He can feel immediately the changes that his brother wrought in her as she reacts to the sensation, her muscles tensing and relaxing to draw him deeper with every thrust. It feels good, right, instead of another way to humiliate her, but she still feels empty. The image of being filled from all sides flashes through her mind again, and this time she's almost clear-headed enough to see the near-impossibility of such an act.

"Please, Lucifer...I need...more," she panted.

Lucifer gives her an image of her on hands and knees as he and his brother spit-roast her, taking her from both directions. "That kind of more?"

Not that she's getting it right now. What she is getting, is him. Thrusting up into her to drive himself in deep, precome starting to leak from his cock once again.