Luci's One Shots

~Dance of Angels (Michifer) sequel to 'Lost & Found'

Part of my birthday gift for luciferstempest

You can see this as a sequel to Lost & Found, which has been published earlier. It's a 3-part mini Michifer series now. You're welcome lol

Mostly fluff. Hot fluff ;)

Angels have many ways to find a potential partner. Some sing and wait to see who's heart listens. Others follow the pull in their grace. Either way, when a partner has been found... they will dance together high in the sky. Lucifer grew up under Michael's watch and learned to fly from him... and now his skills will be put to the ultimate test.

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"Mikey, I'm scared," the tiny angel whimpered, clutching to Michael's wings as if his life depended on it and desperately trying to disappear in the blue sea of radiant feathers. "I will only fall. I don't want to fly!"

"Lucifer," Michael started to say, slowly trying to pry the tiny angel off his wings. He suppressed a wince when Lucifer pulled off a handful of feathers as he tried to hang on. "You are old enough to learn how to fly and the weather is clear. You will do just fine," He spoke, gently looking down at the younger Archangel. Lucifer's wings have started maturing a couple of days ago; the feathers were slowly losing their 'fledgling fluffiness' and instead grew sleek and strong. He knew that Lucifer needed to fly soon and they couldn't postpone for much longer or the growth of his muscles might not keep up with those of the wings themselves. Then he might never be able to soar the skies. They needed to be trained – which could only be done with flying. "And even if you fall, I will catch you," he added

"Do you promise?" Lucifer asked, wide-eyed.

"Always."

Nodding firmly, Lucifer puffed out his plumage and turned around, facing the cliff they were at once again. He looked back over his shoulder. "You will fly with me, won't you, Mike?" He asked.

"Of course I will," Michael replied, shaking out his own wings and gracefully pushing himself up in the air. He sailed over Lucifer's head, turning around and facing the little angel with his wings spread wide. "If you take a leap it will be easier for you the first time," he said, wings beating the air. "Don't think about it too much. Just let your instincts take over."

Lucifer nodded firmly, shaking out his own wings. The sunlight reflected off the sparkling pink plumage and he hopped over to the edge of the cliff, looking down nervously. "Don't look down," Michael firmly said.

Lucifer looked up again and took a few steps back, his gaze fixated on Michael who watched on in expectation. He flapped his wings a few times in practice and then he ran, closing his eyes firmly and leaping right off the cliff. A blood curling scream tore out of him when his feet didn't touch the ground anymore and he was falling with the wind howling past.

Watching him for a little while to see if he would get the hang of it, Michael hovered in the air, his gaze not leaving the falling angel. Deciding Lucifer wouldn't be able to fly right now – he was flapping his wings too wildly and wouldn't be able to get a grip – Michael folded his large wings against his body and swiped down. In a flash, he had caught Lucifer and he was soaring up again, maneuvering his wings to get a grip. He looked down at Lucifer, who clung to him for dear life and was trembling from head to toe. "It's alright. You could have done much worse for a first try," he said, trying to make him feel better about his not so graceful tumble through the air.

Lucifer's head snapped up and he glared up at him with his clear eyes. "Michael, I sucked. I couldn't even manage to fly for a single second! I just fell down like a rock!" He nearly yelled before proceeding to hide his face against Michael's chest.