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Chapter 2:

Lucifer's P.O.V. ~

"Lucifer! C'mon brother, stop messing around with the shadows! There's lots to do..."

The annoying whiny voice of Gabriel reached my ears yet again.

"I. AM. TRYING. TO. RAISE. A. BIT. OF. HELL. Do you mind leaving me alone, now?" There was thick annoyance in my voice, and if the little bastard could hear it, then a problem was coming.

"Raise hell with me?" Gabriel asked softly.

I slammed my book down on my bed and stared at him. "Excuse me?"

"Let's make hell together! Let us sin..."

Uh, I may be Lucifer, Satan, THE Fallen Archangel, or THE Devil, but that doesn't mean I'm always looking for shit to do.

"Lucifer, sin with me..." The young Archangel's voice was clear with desperation. But why? He's never expressed any interest in what Michael called human play. Michael. Perhaps he should consult his eldest brother.

"I'll be back, young one. You should rest up and clear your head..."

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Gabriel's P.O.V. ~

"No! Don't go! Please..." I clung to Lucifer's shirt, begging for his attention. I needed it. I did. I wasn't being selfish, I don't think...

He slides off his bed and turns around to shoot me a glare. I flinch. "Why?!"

I couldn't answer this, how could I? It was something to be seen, it was horrible, disgusting. Unfair. But I didn't want my brother to see what I had, I didn't want to anger him more than he already was. I open my mouth, only to close it and look away.

"That's right, now keep your mouth shut and stay there."

I smiled slightly, earning a weird look. What Lucifer just said made me happy. He still wanted me there. He wanted me to stay on his bed and wait for him to return. "Alright..."

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Lucifer's P.O.V. ~

I open my door and walk down the long hallway of heaven's many towards Michael's room. I ran my hand along the smooth walls and rigid columns stopping at his closed door. I was about to knock when I was interrupted by multiple loud pleasurable moans ...Michael. Definitely Michael...

"Mikey..." Short gasps. A small squeak. Castiel.

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Michael's P.O.V. ~

'Why did it matter?' I thought. 'I've loved him like this for a while now. It was only a matter of time before I'd act upon my lust. Lust. Another sin.'

I knew. But I also knew that I wasn't perfect. Perfect never existed. It was an illusion made to comfort those desperate humans. But only one human truly knew that. The only human to ever know, Adam Milligan. Not Dean, not Sam, but Adam. He'd been through hell and back, literally.

I decided to take the first move, sliding my hands along Castiel's chest, slowly ripping open his shirt, not bothering to unbutton anything. Well, maybe his jeans...

"St-stop! Michael..." He groaned loudly and I felt his small hands trying to push me away. I stared down at him with disapproval.

"Why?"

"Just st-stop! I can't do this..." He whined and I settled myself on his crotch, distributing my weight for a certain effect. I clench my teeth from letting out a moan as I got my desired results.

"What? Why do you need me to stop?"

"I- stop teasing me!! Give me something real to live by!" He squeaked and his hips bucked against mine.

"This?! You're an angel and you can't deal with this?" I scoffed and shoved my hands down his pants, toying with him through the fabric of his boxers that failed to act as a barrier between me and my brothers.

"Mikey...please... Just do it..." He let a few soft sounds escape his throat as he tilted his head back a bit.

I unbuttoned his jeans, slowly pulling off his undershirts with it. Stroking his length gently, I allowed Castiel to recover and sit up as he reached eagerly for the growing bulge in my pants.

But I guess my selfishness took too much time before Cas could do anything to me. Because then Lucifer came to visit.

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Lucifer's P.O.V. ~

How? Was this what Gabriel was talking about? Was this why he wanted me to sin with him? Jealousy? The need to know someone loved him just as much as Cas and Michael did each other?

New felt anger burned inside me, not because Michael was sexing it up with Cas, but because he lied. He told us he cared for us all the same. That he would be there, give us anything equally. He was a hypocrite.

I let out a growl before I kicked open their door, ready to do things my way.

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Castiel's P.O.V. ~

I froze under Michael, letting him cover me as Lucifer set foot into my room.

"I knew it was a mistake..." I heard Michael mutter guiltily, but mostly out of anger at being exploited. "Get out." His voice rose slowly.

"The perfect child, Michael. The good son! The brother, my idol... And of all the beings you could've been with, of all the things you could've done wrong with, of all God's children you could've shown love to! You sent me to the cage! You could've repaid me! i wouldn't mind this! But why him?!"

"Shut up, Lucifer! What I do with Castiel is our own business! What's any of what we do include you?"

I whisper softly, knowing how Lucifer adored Michael, and how Mikey led him to the cage. I knew how he had been set free, how they made up -though not entirely. I knew how they had grown fonder of each other over the years. I knew. "Everything...he has everything to do with us..."

Michael, filled with annoyance didn't hear me, but somehow, Lucifer did. He sends me an unbelievably cold glare before softening at Mikey again.

I don't believe Lucifer was distraught at Michael at all, I think he was upset with me. With me for taking the eldest brother's heart.