Supernatural Multi ship collection

Cage, again - Michifer

Three updates in a row ... Bingo?
Also I just like to portray the cage in different ways, so here, take this one. Hope you enjoy!

Michael/Lucifer
[Michifer]

It was ice cold around both of them. Colder than everything they ever called cold. Michael stretched out his wings, hearing the light sound of breaking ice. There was frost and ice on his white wings. He continued to move them until they were more movable again.
While he did that he looked down, at his younger brother in his arms. He pressed his face against his torso, shaking and freezing.
It really was ice cold around him and every time he breathed he saw the small clouds of haze in the air.
He sighed and took his arms away from his brother so he wasn't hugging him anymore. He slowly moved his arms so he would get rid of he ice there as well.

Then, when he was done doing that, he softly shook his younger brother. "Lucifer ..." His voice sounded weird, he hadn't used it in a while, no wonder why it sounded so dry and husky. He cleared his throat before he continued he sentence he just started: "You have to move ... Otherwise you might freeze and you won't be able to move anymore ..." Now his voice sounded a bit better again but still dry.
"I don't want to ..." He heard the quiet and muffled voice of the other archangel. "It is so cold here ... I don't want to be here ... I just want to leave but I can't!"
"I understand ... I don't like it here either but you have to move, Luci ..."
He softly stroked over the cold blonde hair of the younger angel.
"But, please move again. Move for me. Please." He softly whispered.
It took him some seconds but Lucifer decided to move. Slowly he sat up, getting rid of the frost on his body. "Happy now?"
"No, we both have to move more. We have stayed like this for too long and if we won't move the damage in our grace will be too much to heal ..." He slowly stood up and looked down at his brother. "Come on ..." He held out one hand, still slightly shaking because it was so cold.
"Fine ..." He shyly took it and stood up as well. "But what now?"
"We try to keep each other warm again."

Michael pulled Lucifer slowly closer until their bodies were pressed against each others.
Then he softly placed his arms around  the other ones torso again and started to rub over it, gently. And, even though Lucifer looked at him with a sceptical expression at first, he had to  accept the fact that his older brother had been right. It actually felt a bit warmer now, so he placed his arms around his still freezing brother and started to do the same thing for him.
Michael sighed when he started to warm up again. "Thank you, Luci ..." He whispered while he leaned his head against the other ones shoulder.
Slowly he startes to move his wings again and startes to lay them around both of them, until they were hiding behind them.
"It will save us from the cold air a bit ..." Michael told the blonde angel before he even could ask him why he did that. "Oh ... Alright, thank you Micha ..."
"No problem."
Michael continued to stand there with his head resting on the devils shoulder, which was something that made Lucifer look down at the other archangel.
"Are you alright, Mikey?" He asked shyly.
"Of course ... Don't worry."
He looked up and smiled at the other one.
Lucifer actually smiled back and they both just stood there for some seconds, just smiling at each other.
Then, both at once, moved closer and pressed their lips against the other ones and started to kiss.