Michael One Shots

3some.

And so, you were standing between them.
Michael and Lucifer.
You tied your hands, and you were in a playboy bunny outfit in front of them because it was Easter and you wanted to reward them.
You felt like you were back in The Cage.
You did that to yourself, though.
Just to see their reaction.
You were alone in the bunker tonight.
They were like two tigers circling you, waiting to attack their prey.
You couldn't do anything but wait for it.
The silence was killing you.
Lucifer smiled at you.
But it wasn't like usual.
It wasn't a normal smile.
Michael didn't say anything either, but his eyes spoke volumes.
He was angry with you before this because you flirted with Sam as a joke.
You could feel it.

His gaze was like burning fire.
Your heart started beating faster.
This time he moved forward, painfully slowly.
He grabbed you by the waist.
Your heartbeat picked up even more.
He held you there like it was nothing, and looked you dead in the eye.
That was until Lucifer cleared his throat.
You didn't dare look, or move, or breathe.
You just waited.
There were no words exchanged, but then again, this was one of those rare moments where there was nothing to exchange at all.
"I would prefer not to hurt her too badly, if I may?" Michael spoke, still looking into your eyes.
"I want her to remember she is mine."
Lucifer took hold of your face with the other hand. He lifted your chin so that your neck was facing Michael, and kissed you lightly on the cheek.
Then he said;
"I want you to know that you're ours, always.".
You realized that Michael was a soft dom and Lucifer rough.
You knew you deserved it, and you didn't even try fighting back or trying to run away.
They loved your innocence, your naivety...
You were an untouchable creature in their eyes.
You just wanted to please both of them so badly... And they weren't even going to fight over you.
No...
At least not real fight.
It would have been too easy.
But you knew how to please both of them.
They loved that you never questioned them.
You always let them have complete control.
Yes, you knew better.
But you didn't care.
You were theirs completely.
Their possession was absolute.
Even in this situation, you would obey their every command, willingly.
Every so often, it seemed like Michael was actually the more dominant lover, but you would rather not find out what happens when he fully dominates.
Luce held you by waist while Michael was holding you by chin from behind.
Michael whispered in your ear.
"If we are lucky today, you will get to taste my cum first.
You're mine after all."
He breathed.
"Don't be ridiculous.
She is mine!"
Lucifer replied and licked your cheek.
"No.
She is mine!"
Michael growled.
"I said mine!"
Lucifer angrily whispered and licked your skin. "Wanna bet?"
Michael bit your jawline, hard.
You gasped as a sharp pain coursed through your mouth and down your throat.
Blood began trickling down your chin, and your teeth chattered.
It was hot, so hot!
Michael pushed you onto the floor and crawled over you.
You whimpered.
But instead of biting your neck, you felt something hard-pressed against your thigh.
Then again.
And again.
Michael was grinding his cock against you as he continued pressing himself on you.
You tried to stop the feeling of him grinding on you, but his hands pinned your wrists above your head. His weight on top of you was overwhelming.
It was like a vice grip.
His voice was low.
"Let me fuck you."
He breathed.
You closed your eyes tightly.
"Please."
You begged in response, not willing to disobey. After a moment, Michael got a little away from you. What a tease.
As soon as he had got up from you, Lucifer got on top of you and forced open your legs.
"You let me in, cupcake?"
He commanded.
You nodded immediately, and Michael glared at him.
Lucifer grabbed your wrists and held them down with force and dominance.
The room went silent.
"Look at me."
He demanded.
You obediently looked at him.
He smiled at you, and the light coming through the blinds caught him perfectly.
He gave you that beautiful, confident smile.
You felt your breath catch.
He looked like some sort of God.
You felt so small underneath him, and vulnerable, Michael was watching, he could sense that.
You shivered under his gaze.
"Don't be afraid, my darling."
He whispered.
You looked up at him.
"I'm not."
You answered honestly.
"Good girl."
He smirked at you.
Every muscle in his body was tense.
You couldn't think straight.
You wanted this, so badly, so badly...
"Come here."
Lucifer whispered, still smiling at you.