Disclaimer: I do not own Dominion and if I did, I would make sure it was renewed already.

Anyhow

So I wasn't going to post this, then I was, then I wasn't, then I was, and then I wasn't. It was a circle of doubt. However, I decided to post this because I couldn't get it out of my head, and if I didn't get it out of my head, it was going to burst, so here it is.

Not sure how many chapters I am going to post as it depends on how many people like this. So please, let me know what you think!

Just a warning, this is a gender bender, which I seemed to do a lot... Is that an issue? This will be a female Alex and will be a Alex/Michael story so be warned.

Also, here is another warning: Rated M for Mature Situations (Sexual Content).

And this is set before Season 1 of Dominion.

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An Angel's Lies

Chapter 1:

Her Itch

When Alex Lannon went out last night, she did not expect to wake up in the arms of an Archangel in his bed sore and naked, though her intentions the night before were to get laid.

*O*O*

She hadn't had sex in quite a while and she had an itch that she needed to be scratched, but it was harder said than done as she was a simple V-2, and there wasn't a line of men waiting to have sex with her. Well, she supposed she could find someone in the Archangel Corps, but she turned that idea down the second it popped in her head. Sleeping with a person she worked with wasn't a smart idea, and then there was a fact that there was nowhere to have sex as there was no privacy in the barracks. Though she was up for anything, she had no interest in having sex on a street corner or in a broom closet.

Alex could do what Claire had suggested and go out on a secret date with William, who according to Claire had a secret crush on her. However, Alex doubted that as no V-6 would want a V-2, even as a secret fuck buddy, and plus, she had no interest in going out with William. He wasn't her type at all, and his faith annoyed her. She didn't believe in this Chosen One. If there was such a person, why wasn't he here to save them already?

Putting on the only dress she owned (a gift from Claire for saving her life), Noma and she set out looking for a random hookup. There was a part of Alex, who thought they could get a V-3, as in her mind, they both looked rather hot for being V-2s.

The white, three inches above the knee, one shoulder dress fit Alex perfectly as it showed off her small form, and it flow beautifully around her as she spun. Her blonde hair was down, falling in light, bouncy curls which were soft to the touch. On her feet were a pair of flats, brown, knee high boots, as she had no interesting in doing the walk of shame in heels, which would make too much noise on the hard floor of barracks.

Just before Noma and she headed out, she grabbed a light brown, leather jacket that was a few sizes too large and put it on. It was the only thing Alex had from her father, who abandoned her years ago, leaving her to fend for herself on the streets. There was part of her that wanted to burn the jacket as it still smelled like him, but she couldn't bring herself to burn it as it had kept her going while she was on the street. Plus, even with the pain, she missed her father.

Finding a bar was easy as there were quite a few of them, though finding an attractive a man, who didn't smell or wasn't dirty, was harder as all the good bars were for V-3 and higher. However, once Alex set her mind on something, she would get it, and she wanted a V-3 bar, which was easy in the dress she was wearing. It was clearly an expensive dress, well above what a V-2 would have; it gave an illusion that she was more than a V-2.

Once inside, it didn't take long for Alex to find an attractive guy in the bar, and it took even less time for her to seduce the man, an engineer she learned. Noma gave her a look as Alex led the man outside with a hand on his chest, pulling at his shirt. There was a hop in Alex's step making the dress spiral which exposed her delicate legs beneath, and she could practically hear the lust in the man.

Just as Alex and the man, whose name Alex didn't even bother to get, reached the front door of the bar, he caught her around the waist pulling her flat against him. She could feel his erection as he pressed his body hard against hers, and it drove her wild with her own lust and desires. She rotated in his arms, pressing her front against him, and tiptoed up so she could whisper in his ears. "Let's go back to your place," she whispered, her hot breath on his ears. "I want to see how you taste."

She could feel him shiver as he walked her out the door, almost shoving her out. Once out the door, he took her by the hand and led her away in a hurry; however, they didn't make to his place. Once they got out of eye sight and away from the loud roar of the clubs, he all but shoved her against the wall and pressed himself against her once more. "I need you now," he whispered as he laid kisses on her neck.

Though she wanted-needed to get laid, she didn't want to have sex in a middle of an alley where anyone could come along and see them. If someone from the corps saw her, she would never hear the end of it, and she doubted her Commander would like it. It may not be against regulation to have sex while off duty, but it was highly frowned upon for an elite Archangel Corps soldier to be caught having sex in inappropriate places. With her head back against the wall, Alex said with a heavy breath, "Let's go somewhere more comfortable."

He kissed up her neck to her ear as his right hand traveled up her leg, under her dress. Caressing her leg, he whispered heavily in her ear, "I want to take you here, as you scream. I want the excitement of possibly getting caught." He thrust his pelvis against hers, as his lips traveled to her lips.

Alex couldn't help but moan, as he hiked up her dress and his hand traveled up. His erection also teased her as she could feel it through his pants. "Not here," she said between moans. She could feel her body push against him, wanting him. "Your place."

"No. Here," he said as his right hand traveled up to the strap of her panties and slid underneath. "I can make you beg right here, making you forget everything."

"I said not here," she snapped, reaching down and pushing his hand away. "Now get off." She put her hand against his chest and shoved him off.

Stumbling back, the Engineer was pissed, and once he regained himself, he shoved her back against the wall. Her head hit the brick wall hard as he pinned her with his body. "No, you tease me, got me all worked up in that fancy little dress you're wearing, and now, you have to fix it," he said, his hand traveling back under her dress.

Alex laughed, not believing it had turned into this. It really wasn't her night, was it? "Listen, buddy. I don't know who the hell you think you are, but when I said no, I mean no," she said as she kneed him painfully in his erection, sending him to the ground. "Now, go home!"

"Bitch," he said, rolling on the ground while he held his manhood.

She understood his pain, as she was bothered too and needed to release, which she would have to do to herself, and that annoyed her. She really wanted to have sex, but she couldn't go back to that bar now as Noma would probably make her go back to the barrack. "Go home."

"No. You owe me," he said as he got to his feet and stepped closer to her with a hungry look in his eyes. "Now just-"

"She told you to go home, so I suggest you go home."

The hair on Alex's back rose as she heard the monotone voice that had interrupted the Engineer. Why was he here? Why him of all people? She was going to be in so much trouble.

The Engineer turned to the newcomer and Alex could see the shock in the man's body as he tensed up at the sight of Michael, the Archangel. "…Y-yes, S-Sir," the man said as he couldn't keep his eyes off the Angel, who looked murderous though he always looked like that. Even when he rushed pass Michael stumbling with every step, the man's eyes never looked away.

Once the man was gone, Alex straightened herself up and stepped toward Michael, whose eyes never left her. There was something about the stoic Angel, who stood perfectly still with his arms behind his back, that held her in place. She wasn't scared of Michael, who had been there all of her life, but there was something scary about him. "I think that man is going to pee his pants," she said, stepping within a foot from him.

"He needn't be afraid of me as you would have done more damage to him than I would have," he replied.

Alex stared at him, trying to read him. She had been alone with the Archangel before, but she never had the chance to study him without interruption. "If that's the case, why did you show yourself?" she asked, as she pushed down her dress. Being aroused in front of him was awkward, the last thing she wanted to happen. What did he think of her?

"Just in case."

"Well thank you, but I can handle myself," she said as she tried to move pass him, but he wouldn't let her. Instead, he stood there inches from her, and she could feel his breathe on her. "If you excuse me, I have to find Noma."

Looking down at her, he removed his arm from behind his back and reached for her, touching one of her soft curls. Alex's heart jumped as he swirled the blonde hair around his finger. "You should wear your hair down like this more often," he said.

She didn't know what to make of him as her arousal grew. Was he doing this on purpose? What would his purpose be in that? She wasn't sure, but if he could play that game, why couldn't she? However, was he playing that game in the first place? Maybe, he didn't know how intimate his touch was? "It would just get in the way," she said, standing on her tiptoes to lean into him and his touch. She also wanted a closer look at the features on his face, which attracted her.

His fingers left her hair and traveled to her face, softly tracing her jaw. "It frames your face well."

What was going on here? Why was the Archangel touching her face like a lover would? "I've been told that," she said, lowering herself to the back of her heels. "Thanks again," she muttered with a red face. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she needed to find Noma and get back to the barracks. "I better get going." She backed out of his reach and turned away; however, before she could leave, he grasped the upper part of her arm and pulled her back, right in his arms. "Archangel?" she asked, shocked at being into his arms.

"I thought you were looking to have intercourse," he said, holding her. One of his arms was wrapped around her lower back, pressing her completely against him, while the other hand was in her hair again.

Alex laughed nervously, trying to hide how turned on she was. She wanted to jump him right there, and she didn't give a crap that they were in an alley… okay, she did. "I was. Why are you offering?" she asked, joking. She didn't understand what was happening. Shouldn't he be mad that one of his elite soldiers went out to have random sex in an alley?

"Yes," Michael said in his same monotone voice with no hint of emotions.

Alex just stared at him, shock as she did not expect him to say that. "Really?" she said, trying to play off her shock.

"Do you doubt me?" he asked as he pressed harder against her. His erection was clearly visible.

She closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck and just let this feeling flow through her. His touch was getting to her. "No." Was she really willing to have sex with an angel? She knew it would be frowned upon if anyone found out as angels were looked upon evil, disgusting beasts, but she couldn't bring herself to care. She was aroused to the point that it hurt, and she imagined that he would be the best she would ever have.

His arm dropped to her leg, hidden under her dress, caressing her. "Do you wish to?" he asked as he placed a line of kisses from her ear down to her collar bone. "I might not be able to stop if I continue." His voice turned heavy, sending desire through her body.

"Yes," she said, almost screaming. "…Not here." She could hear him laugh, which was odd from the Archangel, but she let it go. She just needed him to touch her everywhere.

"I would not expose such a beauty to the public," he said, picking her up. One arm was under her knees and the other behind her lower back. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck, stroking his neck.

Alex opened her eyes and stared into his eyes, feeling herself melting in his glaze. "You know how to get a girl hot and bothered, don't you?" There was something devilish in his eyes as his wings appeared and flapped strongly behind him. In the matter of seconds, they were high in the air as Michael soared up and back to the Stratosphere. He held her tightly as if he was afraid she would slip out of his arms, and he didn't say a word, making Alex wonder if he was changing his mind. She hoped he wasn't.

Vega was breathtaking from this height, even if it was scary to be this high with the wind belting them. It made her want wings of her own, but she supposed it would lose its appeal if she had wings all of the time. However, there was something attractive about his wings that made her want to touch them and run her fingers over his feathers. How would it feel like to touch those wings? Would it feel like fingers through one's hair? Oh, God, just thinking about his wings was getting her worked up even more.

Arriving at the Stratosphere shock Alex from her thoughts, and she looked up Michael and his ever stoic face that she couldn't look away from. There was something about his smooth, trim face that fascinated her and she had an urge to trace it with her lips, while her hands explored his strong, smooth chest. She wanted him to take her on every surface in every way possible as she drug her hands into his back, screaming his name.

As Michael stepped into the circular room, Alex wondered if this was really going to happen. If it didn't, she was going to go crazy, and she would have to find somewhere to take care of it herself. However, when he set her down on her feet, she didn't have to wonder as he pulled her flushed against him, and she could feel how much he wanted her.

With one hand behind her back and one at her neck, he kissed her. His lips traveled from hers down to her neck and continued to her collar bone before he stopped. He eyed the jacket before he pulled back for a second like he was going to stop. It left Alex frustrated. "Your father's coat?" he asked, his wings gone.

Alex pulled back slightly and looked up at him, wondering why her jacket was such a big deal. "Yes," she answered.

With her watching his every move, Michael narrowed his eyes at the jacket before bringing up both of his arms and slipping them under the shoulders of the jacket and sliding it off. "I do not like it. It hides your figure," he said as the coat fell to the ground exposing her small frame.

"Does it?" she asked as she played with the hem of her dress, inching it up ever so slowly.

"It does," he said. His eyes glanced to her exposed leg before he pulled her body flushed against him again. He kissed her on the lips as he walked her backward to the bed in the middle of the room. Curtains and fabric swirled in the air, almost dancing, as the wind rushed through the room, bringing them alive. "I prefer you in a dress."

At the edge of the bed, Alex decided to get more involved. "Is that so?" she asked, pushing against him slightly to tease him. She tiptoed up and lined kisses to his chin and neck, as her hands snaked up his shirt.

His hands traveled up her leg, under her dress to caress her inner thigh. "Easy access."

Alex laughed, wanting him to touch her more. "I never expected you to say that."

Michael picked her up and gently placed her on the bed as she worked his long trench coat like item off him. "There are lot of things you do not know about me," he said as he worked his shirt off. "Let's get this dress off."

"I thought you liked the dress," she said, playing at his belt. Her fingers brushed against his stomach.

"Not when I have the desire to fuck you senseless."

*O*O*

So there she was when daylight lit up the Stratosphere, and she was sore as sore could be after two separate rounds of sex the night before. The first time, Michael had taken passionately her in the bed pleasuring every part of her, which surprised her, as she never expected that from the stoic Angel. The second time, things had gotten wild as Alex had gotten playful and took the lead, using the hanging fabric on the bed. However, it didn't take long before he rolled on top of her and took control. That time, he moved vigorously and intensely, using his dominating strength as he thrust into her. It was incredible how he touched her.

Alex took a deep breath as she glanced out the window looking at the clear blue sky before she turned to the sleeping angel next to her. With an arm possessively around her waist, he was laying on his back while her chest was pressed up against his side. Her legs were tangled with his, making it impossible for her to escape without him waking.

There they were laid out completely naked, exposed for everyone to see. That thought panicked Alex as she didn't know who could walk in and see them. However, she knew she was worrying for nothing as only a fool would come in without knocking and bother the Archangel… though General Riesen was known to do that. If the General saw her like this, what would he say? Shit, she thought. She would be screwed if he did.

She glanced up at Michael's sleeping form, which calmed her. She didn't even know that Angels slept, not that she met a lot of angels to know that; however, there was something peaceful about it that made her reach out and touch his face. Alex pushed up closer to his face as she traced his chin and his lips, and after she was sure he wouldn't wake, she started to trace his neck and chest. He must had been a heavy sleeper as he didn't even twitch.

Alex couldn't help but smile as she thought about how many people had seen him like this and it made her feel warm inside, even if she knew this couldn't happen again. As a member of the archangel Corps, she couldn't be sleeping with the Archangel. What would people think? She wasn't sure what she thought, really. She was shock that it happened, because why would he sleep with her of all people. If there was anyone, she would think it would be someone in the senate or something, not some V-2.

Reluctantly, her hand dropped to her side as she let out a sighing breath. There was a part of her that didn't want to leave, but she knew that was stupid as she couldn't stay here in bed with the Angel. Taking a deep breath, she told herself she had to get up and report to duty. She slowly pulled out of his arm and detangled her legs from his as she watched his face for any sign of movement.

Finally freeing herself from Michael, she swung her legs out, but she didn't make it far as Michael rolled and grabbed her by the waist pulling her back. She landed against his chest with her arms pinned between their bodies, trapping her. "Michael," she uttered, completely shock. She didn't know he was a wake… Was he awake the whole time that she was touching him? He just let her touch him?

"Alex."

There was something about the way that he said her name that got her wet between the legs. "I have to report for my security rotation," she said, looking into his eyes. "You know how strict the Archangel Corps is."

"I do," he said as he rubbed her lower back to entice her.

He really was a man of few words, wasn't he? She wiggled against him, trying to see if there was any way to get out of his arms, but he wouldn't give. "You want to go another round, don't you?" she laughed as she felt his erection. "I wouldn't mind as that was the best sex I ever had, but I need to get back to the barracks unless you-"

His hand traveled up to her neck, holding her in place as he kissed her, taking advantage of her shock. He explored her mouth with his as he rolled on top of her and pressed his hard body against her. He pulled away from the kiss after a minute to allow her to breathe, but his eyes never left hers.

Alex hooted as his erection rubbed against her leg. He was an animal bed and she never expected that of him, though she didn't have anything to judge from. She knew he was different from anyone else she had slept with, and he had more energy and stamina than any human. It would make sense that he could go multiple times in a day, but she never expected this. "You want this?" she teased as she whispered in his ear, grabbing it with her teeth.

"If you wish to make it to your post, no teasing," he said. His eyes burned into her. "I need you now." With that, he claimed her again.

*O*O*

If Alex wasn't sore before, she was sore now, but she didn't regret anything, besides being short of time. It was the best sex that she ever had, and it set a high bar for anyone that followed if anyone could. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to sleep with someone else, though she knew she couldn't sleep with Michael again. She wasn't sure why he picked her, but it couldn't happen again. He was the leader of the Archangel Corps and she couldn't sleep with- for a lack of a better word- her boss.

Walking into the barracks was the most awkward thing on the planet, and the phase 'the walk of shame' didn't begin to describe it as she felt everyone's eyes on her, drilling into her, and there was no escape. It was totally obvious to, in her mind, everyone that she had a hookup last night, though she wouldn't let any of it get to her. She went out to have sex, and she shouldn't be shamed by it.

With the third round with the Archangel, she didn't have much time before she had to report to the Riesen house. To her luck as she was late, she was the only one in the shower, which was a good thing as she didn't have a clue how marked up her body was. Stripping completely, she stepped into the communal shower and turned on the cold water, which felt nice against her sore body.

Hearing voices, she hurried and finished in a few minutes, as she didn't want anyone to see her. Her body felt different to her, almost alien, and she wasn't sure if anyone would notice. She wasn't sure why she was so self-conscious, when everyone had sex, and it wasn't like anyone could tell who she had sex with. Though she wondered what would happen, if they did.

She was just able to get a sport bra and a pair of cargo pants on, when Noma and Ethan came around a corner with a smile on their faces, and Alex felt herself groan. She wasn't up for a conversion with these two. "Hey," she said, when she caught them looking at her.

Ethan stepped ahead of Noma. "How was your night? Got lucky-"

"Holy shit, Alex. What did that V-3 do to you?" Noma asked, shocked.

"What are you talking about?" Alex asked. She could feel the sweat start to form on her skin as she worried she was caught.

Ethan stepped toward with a scowl on his face. "Doesn't he know you're a part of the Archangel Corps and we could kill him without any trouble?" he asked as he reached for her arms to look at it.

Alex narrowed her eyes at him before she looked down at her arms, catching the sight of a hand print on each arm. She felt herself blush as she thought back to her wild night with Michael. She didn't realize that he had held her that tightly that he left marks. She didn't even feel it. "It's nothing. We just got wild," she said, pulling out of Ethan's hands.

"Really?" Noma said, giving her a look. "Those bruises look deep."

"It's fine," Alex replied, pulling out her long sleeve uniform shirt from her locker and putting on. "You know. I like wild sex."

"So it went that well with the Engineer?" Noma asked, clearly not believing it.

Alex zipped up her shirt and tucked it into her pants before she turned back to Noma and Ethan, who were still giving her a look. "You guys are worrying for nothing. Trust me, if someone dared to raise a hand to me, that would be the end of that hand," she said as she reached for her kevlar vest.

Ethan shook his head. "If he did hurt you, you would tell us, right?"

"Yes, I would." She took a deep breath as she looked between them. "If I may, I need to report to my rotation," Alex stated, feeling slightly annoyed as she picked up her sword and walked passed them. They were still eyeing her.

*O*O*

Alex made it to her post just in time, but the guard she replaced still gave her a hard time as he always did when she saw him. In fact, a few of soldiers in the Corps teased her, though it didn't bug her as she was friends or buddy with most of them and she teased them back. However, this time was different, and she had no idea why it was bugging her so much at the moment. Maybe, it was because of her night with Michael, who seemed to be haunting her thoughts.

Shaking her head, she turned her attention to Claire who was giving a class to the children of Vega, which warmed Alex's heart. She wished there had been someone like Claire when she was a V-1 child, because at that time, she had needed someone like that. She would have loved to have a class like that, even if she didn't have faith or believed in that shit. The class ended shortly, and another soldier ushered them out, leaving Claire alone with Alex.

"How are you, Alex?" Claire asked, stepping toward Alex and squeezing her arm as she passed.

"Good, and you, Lady Claire?" she asked, without thinking. The title just slipped through her mouth.

Claire laughed. "How many times do I need to tell you that you don't need to call me Lady Claire?"

Alex smiled as she crossed to Claire, who was standing near a window. "Apparently, a lot."

"Are you still planning on leaving?" she asked as she stepped away from the window and back to the altar of a Chosen One, which took up the whole wall.

Since saving Claire's life, the two of them had become friends, as Claire needed someone to talk, and Alex was glad to listen. It seemed like she needed a friend as well, because there were things she couldn't talk about with Ethan and Noma, and leaving Vega was one of them. They would stop her. "Yes," she said. She hated the V-System and she would do anything to escape it.

"I wish you wouldn't. I would be lonely here without you," Claire stated.

"You could come with me," Alex stated, teasing Claire. However, if Claire wanted to come, she would take her.

The Daughter of the Lord of the City stared at her with heavy eyes. "You know I can't. My father needs me," she said.

"I know, but at least, you would have William here with you," Alex teased, knowing that Claire didn't have any feelings for William as her father and his father would have liked.

"There's only so much I can talk about with William as he doesn't understand like you do." She took a deep breath. "His issue is he can't see the problem with Vega. He thinks it is all-"

Suddenly, the door to the room opened. "Hello, Ladies," William said, entering the room.

"Principate," Alex greeted as she walked toward him, heading toward the door to stand her post.

"Sergeant Lannon, I believe I have told you that you could address me as William when we're alone," William stated with a smile. "Like I would address you as Alex if you did the same."

Alex glanced between Claire, who was giving her a look, and William. "As you wished," she said, still eyeing the Principate. There was something about him that struck Alex wrong, and it wasn't his 'secret crush' on her, not that she believed he did in the first place. It was something else that didn't sit right with her. However, she pushed that thought aside, when she heard distant flipping of a certain angel flying across the city.

Author's Note

The end for now. Please let me know what you think.

And if you are a reader of my other two stories: Guilt of the Innocent and Malfunctioning Time, don't worry. I am updating them too, just waiting for my Betas to return them to me. Once they have, I will update them for you.