This chapter is a long one; 7,471 words. I thought of splitting it up but couldn't find a splitting point that sounded right so decided to just leave it as is. One last big and long chapter.

Sex interspersed with talking. It happens. Who isn't ready for a Lucifer/Chloe/Michael sandwich by this point anyway?

WARNING: For those reading this story that are a little squeaked by twincest – all the twins do here is kiss-heavily-but that's it. Otherwise, they are ganging up on Chloe. Lucky Chloe. *sighs*

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Lucifer twitched awake. He brought up a hand to rub over his face and blinked a few times looking up at the ceiling of his sitting room. It took him a minute to remember they had just decided to leave the mattress for the night and sleep there.

They did indeed end up watching movies for the rest of the day and well into the night only stopping for bathroom breaks and to order in food between movies. It had been surprisingly cathartic and all of them had enjoyed it immensely; including Michael. Lucifer smiled remembering how into each movie Michael had gotten despite his grumbles and protests to the contrary. Miss Lopez had left late but the three of them had watched one last movie before calling it a night.

Lucifer turned his head to find the Detective still sleeping peacefully, resting her head on his shoulder and a hand on his chest. Just behind her was Michael. He had shifted in his sleep to curl around the Detective. One arm rested over her hip his fingers ghosting on Lucifer's abdomen. His head was still on its own pillow but Lucifer's arm just happened to be stretched out under said pillow. The weight had his arm feeling numb. Lucifer tried to wiggle his fingers but they were well and truly asleep. Lovely.

With a sigh, Lucifer carefully adjusted enough he could slide his arm free from the two still sleeping on it. Chloe shifted and rolled back towards Michael who moved to accommodate. His wings kept him from rolling all the way over the right one shifting into a more comfortable position against the mattress. The feathers rustled and sighed against the blankets. Lucifer sat and watched them sleep on wincing once the tingles and sharp pins started in his arm. It felt like something that would be used in Hell. Thankfully, it only lasted a few minutes before fading as blood got recirculated through the limb.

At a glance, it almost looked like him and the Detective laying there, all curled up and sleeping peacefully, but the dark wings gave it away. Not that he felt anything wrong with the image, which was a slight surprise considering how he hated sharing his things. The Detective wasn't a thing though, she was human, her own human, and if he wanted to stay in good graces he would remember that.

He remembered watching Chloe share quick kisses with Michael when Ella wasn't paying attention last night. Michael had tensed at first with quick looks his way but when Lucifer did nothing he started relaxing into them. Chloe had made a point to share some with him as well as if knowing jealousy was just around the corner. Maybe it was and she just never gave it a chance to settle in.

Lucifer had even snuck a few in with Michael just to see how the Detective would react and she had simply smiled at them softly. He had feared she would hate them both for being brothers but she seemed to be taking things in stride. It worried him if he was honest. Shouldn't she have some reservations? Guess that was what the talk was going to be for. Lucifer sighed and stood to ready himself for the day.

He had just gotten his hair fixed just right and was buttoning up his shirt when his phone rang. Lucifer cursed trying to get to it before it woke Chloe or Michael. He wanted to let them sleep as long as they could. Grabbing it up, he answered taking a quick peak on the two sleeping. Michael shifted but otherwise didn't move. Lucifer sighed.

"What is it?" he half growled into the receiving end.

"Sorry, Boss." Patrick apologized quickly. "I know it's still early but there is a gentlemen here asking to see you about the elevator."

"Ah, yes." He had forgotten he had called someone to come get a code put on the thing. "Offer him refreshments and I'll be down in a few minutes." He disconnected before Patrick could give an affirmative. He knew Patrick would do as he asked.

All these years and he had never thought of putting a code on the elevator and yet here he was, about to have one added. It would be a clear sign that he was no longer available to the general public.

After another quick glance toward the sleeping duo, he moved back to the bedroom to grab his jacket, deciding to forgo the vest today. Lucifer adjusted his cufflinks on his way back to the elevator but froze a moment to watch Chloe and Michael sleep a few more minutes. How bad did he have it that he didn't want any one invading his space except them? Lucifer shook his head. Damn, he really has changed. Or was he just finding home again? He couldn't dwell or he'd be there all morning.

Chloe shifted as the elevator doors closed. She rolled closer to Michael with a sigh. "Where is Lucifer going?"

"Something to do with Lux I'm assuming." Michael replied.

Chloe hummed feeling tingles as the sound of Michael's sleep roughed voice rolled over her. She opened her eyes using a hand to brush some wayward hair from his face. It had curled slightly during the night in a similar manner to Lucifer's before the Devil forced it into behaving. Michael would end up taming his too but not to the extent that Lucifer did. Michael hummed as Chloe trailed her fingers along his jaw taking in the feeling of the stubble under her fingers. She felt the overwhelming desire to kiss him again and did so.

Michael smiled at the feel of her lips gently being placed on his. "I'm taking it that kissing is fine considering the two of you have been kissing me so much." He opened his eyes. They were tired but still bright with mirth.

Chloe nodded. "Guess we should have asked you."

Michael chuckled. "I haven't been complaining have I?" He ran his fingers into her hair. "Kissing is perfectly fine."

Michael pulled her back into another kiss, this one slightly deeper than the last. He still kept it gentle and followed her more than being in control of it. Chloe pulled back a bit.

"Kiss me like you mean it, Michael." Chloe dared. She knew there was passion in there somewhere.

Something flashed in those dark eyes before she was being pulled back more forcibly than before. Chloe groaned. She wanted to taste him, morning breath be damned.

Michael shivered but opened up for her running his own tongue across hers. He shifted, never breaking the kiss, rolling more on top of her and pressing her back into the pillows. Chloe pulled him with her, her hands running through his hair and down to his shoulders. Her fingers grazed against the feathers of his wings where they met his body along his shoulder blades. Michael pressed tighter to her with a desperate sound and she could feel the hardness of him against her thigh. Her fingers twitched with a strong desire to delve into the soft feathers and his right wing shifted as though to invite her. Musk washed over her filling her with heat.

Michael pulled back from her with a gasp. "Chloe…" He breathed.

She pulled him back into another kiss before he could say much else. Chloe allowed her fingers to run along the inside portion of his scapular feathers. Michael broke the kiss with a strangled moan, eyes shut, and head hung. He breathed deeply. Chloe repeated the action. The muscles of his back shifted as his wing lifted and stretched, the primaries reaching for the ceiling, before it shivered and folded back down. Michael groaned deep in his chest.

"Feel good?" Chloe asked seriously.

She didn't want to keep doing it if it hurt him instead of feeling good. That smell was thick and heavy not just in her nose but on her tongue. What was up with that? She was wet and more than ready to go with just a few kisses.

Michael pinned her with a heated look before he moved to completely cover her, using his knees to part her thighs, and pressed against her core. Chloe gasped barely holding in a cry as her fingers dug into his shoulders. Lucifer's borrowed pajama pants and her panties did very little in the way of creating a barrier between them. Perhaps she should have worn more than just a shirt to bed. She pulsed at the feel of him pressing hard against her and shifted her hips making him groan.

"What do you think the answer is?" He growled out.

Chloe had no time to answer before he was devouring her mouth again with his own. Gone was gentle Michael. There was years upon years of repressed desire and she was getting all of it. Teasingly, Chloe ran her fingers through his feathers again. The wing shivered again. Michael growled into her mouth, grabbed her hand, and pinned it by her head.

"Stop that." He ordered nipping at her ear.

"But I thought it felt good?" Chloe gasped as his hips pressed into her again. They were getting too carried away and really should stop. Her knees lifted to create more room for him.

"A little too good." Michael admitted looking down at her. The heat in his eyes seared through her.

Chloe shifted her hips again using her free hand to tug him back down into another kiss. Michael met her eagerly. For someone who hadn't done much, he certainly knew how to kiss. The hand holding her wrist let go trailing down her arm and side. She shivered fingers tangling in the short strands of dark hair.

The soft sound of glass clicking together met their ears. They froze staring at each other with wide eyes. The soft thump of a decanter being set down on the bar followed.

Michael pulled out of the kiss slowly as both of them turned toward the bar. Lucifer stood there, glass in hand, and leaned back against the bar as he watched them. When the hell did he get back? How long had he been watching them? Why had they not heard the elevator? How could they have gotten so wrapped up in each other not to fucking notice? Neither of them moved; frozen like deer caught in headlights, or like prey spotted by predator. If it were still enough, maybe it would be allowed to live.

Lucifer had gotten the code system programmed onto the elevator in a remarkably short time. The guy had been very proficient anyway so when Lucifer added the incentive of a significant bonus, he had gotten everything installed in record time. All Lucifer had to do was determine what the code would be. Walking out of the elevator to the scene that welcomed him made him very glad he had gotten it installed.

At first he had expected jealousy and rage to emerge but neither occurred. No, he had been entranced for a few good moments. Why, he had no clue. It wasn't like they were naked and going full stop. This was simple foreplay and yet his mouth watered and his gut burned with the desire to join them. Possessiveness did raise its head. If anyone else had walked in here to this Lucifer most likely would have ripped their eyes out. He felt very discomfited with that particular thought.

He thought it strange that the urge to join was so strong, while the urge to maim his brother was so suddenly silent. What had changed? It wasn't all that long ago that he had assaulted his brother for even thinking about the Detective.

Lucifer moved to the bar also surprised that they had yet to notice his presence. He watched them wondering how Michael would react if he pressed up behind him. How would the Detective react if he pressed Michael even harder against her with his own hips? It would be easier if he was able to shift both wings out of the way.

They did hear him pour his drink. Watching them freeze and stare at him with wide eyes amused him, honestly. If he had been upset at the display he would have already ripped Michael from the Detective and thrown him halfway across the room by now, broken wing be damned. No, instead he wanted to watch them greedily. Lucifer drank from his glass arching a brow at them.

"You two certainly know how to take advantage of a morning. Don't stop on my account." Lucifer purred raising his glass in their direction hoping to spur them back into action.

Unfortunately, Chloe shook her head and gently pushed at Michael to get him to move off of her. Michael did, moving carefully so he stayed under the blanket in an obvious attempt to hide his erection. Chloe sat up adjusting her shirt and shifting no doubt feeling the wetness Lucifer knew had to be between her legs. He finished his glass, set it back on the bar, and practically stalked toward them. Both watched him looking unsure. Chloe met his eyes head on. Michael only lasted a second before looking away. Hmm, that wouldn't do. His brother could do better than that.

Lucifer's knees hit the mattress and he walked on them until he was in front of Michael. He ran his fingers on Chloe's leg as he went making her shiver and sigh. He smirked before grabbing Michael's chin and forcing him to face him. Michael still wouldn't meet his eyes. Lucifer growled in annoyance which had the intended effect making Michael jerk his eyes to him.

They didn't look afraid but was hesitant. It was clear that Michael was unsure of his place here and didn't want to ruffle any feathers so soon. That was fine, they all needed to learn their place in this new dynamic if it was going to work, but Michael had never been subservient to him and Lucifer was not about to let him start.

"Do not avert your eyes from me. Not now, not ever." Lucifer stated firmly.

Michael swallowed watching Lucifer carefully. Slowly, he relaxed. A small smirk made its way to his lips. "Yes, sir." He said simply.

Lucifer chuckled but his eyes turned dark. "Tongue?"

A glint appeared in duplicated dark brown eyes. "Oh yes."

Lucifer tilted Michaels face just enough to give him the best angle and pressed his mouth firmly over his twins. There was a groan from Michael as Lucifer ran his tongue along the seam of his lips but he kept them stubbornly closed. Lucifer growled again making Michael chuckle at him. In retaliation, Lucifer nipped at those lips with his teeth which had Michael relenting.

Michael tasted as he remembered just with the added hint of the Detective lingering on his tongue. The Detective's sweet smell lingered over Michael's and Lucifer groaned catching all three of them in the air. The Devil feasted holding his angelic brother close; one hand still holding his chin while the other fisted in the hair at the back of his head. Michael went pliant holding onto Lucifer by his hips.

Chloe watched avidly barely noticing that her mouth had dropped open and her legs were shifting together looking from some much needed friction. Holy shit. She had imagined what they would look like but fantasy did not hold a candle to reality. She didn't even care that they were brothers in this moment. Watching them together just seemed right, like they were meant to be coming together.

Michael's wing, that had drooped at Lucifer's initial approach had lifted and fanned out. It was not at full stretch but curled as if it was going to wrap around Lucifer and Michael had stopped it midway. Chloe reached out to gently stroke her fingers over the soft, dark feathers. It shook in an aborted flap before tucking safely against Michael's back. It stung that Michael didn't seem to want her touching his wings very much.

Michael pushed away from Lucifer gasping for breath. He shook his head when Lucifer made an attempt to trail kisses down his neck. "Lucifer…stop a minute." Lucifer did as bid even if he did pout about it. Michael rolled his eyes good naturedly but still shooed Lucifer back. "Give me a minute will you." He needed to breathe and clear his lungs.

Lucifer backed away to settle by Chloe. She half expected him to dive into her but he simply stroked his fingers along her calf, over her knee, and was steadily inching higher before she stopped him with her hands. If she let Lucifer go any further there was no telling when they would stop and they really, really needed to hit pause.

She swallowed thickly. "Lucifer, we need to talk about this before we go any further."

Lucifer groaned. "Detective, what is there to talk about? I do believe that it is quite clear we are all on board."

"Our bodies, yes." Chloe agreed. Yes, body wise she was more than ready to go. Her panties were soaked and most likely ruined at this point. Both of her men were also more than hard and ready to satisfy her. "But we need to establish boundaries if we are going to be serious about this."

"I agree."

Lucifer cut his eyes over to Michael. "You would agree to anything just to get in her knickers at this point."

Michael shrugged but did not deny it. Chloe tried to stop the blush and failed. Lucifer sighed pulling away from her a sitting up.

"This is going to become a common thing isn't it? You two ganging up against me."

"Well, someone needs to help keep you in line, brother. It's a full time job." Michael sniggered.

Lucifer glared. "Shut up."

Chloe smiled. "Okay, seriously, you two." She waited until she had their attention fully on her before she continued. "Obviously, there is a lot of emotion going into this so this will not be just a physical romp and we move on with our lives. That is not what I'm going into this looking for so if either of you are then it ends now." Chloe finished firmly. She would not have them ending back up at square one because of this. She cared about both of them too much at this point to see them fall apart again.

Lucifer and Michael looked at each other a moment. Michael shook his head first. "I can't do this again just to be pushed aside."

Chloe had expected that. Michael was taking a huge risk for himself opening up to them like this. He was enjoying himself and clearly wanted to be with them but Chloe didn't think he'd be able to recover a second time if he got damaged again like before. It was probably because it wasn't actually Lucifer, and that Lucifer got tricked and played as well, that Michael was even trying.

"You won't be." Lucifer stated surely.

"You can't promise that."

"The hell I can't."

"You have already stated you won't give up Chloe." Michael argued.

"And I won't, but that doesn't mean I have to give you up either."

Chloe held up her hands to stop them before it turned heated. "Look, none of us know if this will actually work. We may get into this and find out that it doesn't, and that is the risk we are taking. It is the same with all relationships but if we try, communicate, and be open with one another we will give ourselves the best chance. No one is going to be just pushed aside. If there is an issue we can discuss it and try to find the best solution that works for us and if it comes to the point that we can't find a solution, then we can cross that bridge when we get to it."

"Well, surely, between the three of us we can find a solution to anything." Lucifer's smile was shaky at best.

Michael looked at his hands in thought. He wanted to try with both of them but knew he would have a major limitation. There were no qualms about being with Chloe but being with Lucifer made him nervous. If he had to lose Chloe after getting involved like this, it would hurt, yes, but it would be nothing compared to the hurt of losing Lucifer again.

"I have one boundary." Michael spoke looking up at both of them. "Obviously, sex is going to be involved in this, that we can agree on." Chloe and Lucifer both nodded. Clearly they had already crossed that line. "Which is fine, I'm all for it, but I have limitations for Lucifer."

Lucifer opened his mouth, obviously to argue, but Chloe hushed him firmly. "Go on, Michael." Lucifer was not happy to be hushed.

Michael sighed. "I don't want to be touched." Lucifer opened his mouth again but Michael quickly continued. "You can still kiss me all you like, I'm not taking that away, and you can guide me as you see fit, I want you involved in this but I just need you to be slow with me. I know it was Arkiel that messed everything up, that it wasn't actually you, but I need time, we need time, to process and heal from all of that." Open communication, Michael, come on. Michael took a deep breath. "If I get too involved with you, and this does go south, I wouldn't be able to handle it very well."

Lucifer remained silent taking in Michael's words. Those words admitted so much without directly saying anything. His brother was already very involved so much so he felt he needed to protect himself. Knowing what Arkiel had done, Lucifer could agree to Michael's plight. Turns out Linda had been correct in that Michael would feel fragile for some time. Time and patience. Damn it, Lucifer was not good with either of those things.

Chloe felt her heart go out to Michael but was also very impressed with him. He truly wanted this to work and was trying so hard to be open and truthful with them. She knew it couldn't be easy.

"It's not a permanent thing; you just need Lucifer to move with you at your pace, until all of this becomes more comfortable." Michael nodded to confirm Chloe's statement. Chloe turned to Lucifer. "You can do that, can't you?"

"Well, of course I can." Lucifer said seriously. Honestly, he would be perfectly okay just watching them if need be. "How involved will be too involved?" He asked Michael.

Michael shrugged honestly unsure. "Will you trust me to guide you?"

"How about nothing explicit until you ask for it?" Lucifer countered to which Michael nodded. "You said I could guide you as I saw fit?" Michael once again nodded. "Then come closer would you, you are too far away."

Michael chuckled softly and did as he was told until he settled by Chloe's other side. Chloe smiled at him before once again turning to Lucifer. "Do you have any limitations, Lucifer?"

Chloe half expected some smart ass comment, but to his credit, Lucifer thought about it seriously and made no quips or jokes. "This is going to be completely selfish, but…" Lucifer looked at her. "Don't touch his wings. Please."

Chloe tensed and felt unreasonably hurt by the request. Lucifer had said it as softly as he could. Michael sighed beside her.

"Chloe, look at me." Chloe turned to look at him masking her hurt. "As a rule we are very particular about who touches our wings, especially for grooming. Other than the occasional pat from child souls, Lucifer has been the only one to ever really touch my wings and vice versa. We've always been a bit possessive of that right."

That explained why Michael kept pulling his wings away from her, wouldn't let her help groom when she offered, and even explained one of the many reasons why Lucifer had only unfurled his wings a handful of times.

"Ella isn't an issue right now because she is doctoring one and that will change once it's healed. Please don't take it personally, Chloe." Michael said earnestly.

"Detective." Chloe turned to Lucifer who was looking at her worried. "We all know I suck at sharing things. Just like Michael's limitation isn't permanent, mine isn't either."

Chloe took a deep breath and nodded. It was only fair and she understood.

Lucifer felt sick with how disappointed the Detective looked even if she was hiding it well. Maybe if he compromised a bit. He moved to position himself directly at her side before leaning in to whisper in her ear. "Give me your hand." She did so willingly. He pulled back a bit. "Are we all in accordance now? At least enough to continue?"

Michael laughed. "There really is no stopping you, is there?"

Lucifer grinned. "Detective?"

Chloe looked at him confused. "I'm okay if you two are."

"Well, we know Lucifer is on board." Michael smiled. "I feel good about it although I am seriously thinking of raiding the kitchen at this point."

Lucifer threaded his fingers through Chloe's to guide her hand. Michael had twisted to stretch and in result his un-splinted wing stretched up away from his body. Lucifer took the opportunity to guide Chloe's fingers through the scapulars and tertiaries right next to where the wing met with Michael's body. Chloe had already known the place was sensitive from her gentle touch earlier but Lucifer had helped her really dig her fingers into the feathers. This time Michael arched his back, pushing his chest out, and his head fell back with a loud groan. The wing in question tried to stretch but ended up being pressed into the back of the couch behind them.

"Fuck, Lucifer." Michael shivered harshly.

Lucifer pulled their hands back with a wink in her direction. "What was that about raiding the kitchen?"

Michael whipped around on him. "You ass."

Chloe looked down at her fingers as the two bickered. A smooth shiny substance lingered on her fingers as she rubbed them together. It was slick and clear, almost oil like, and warm. She lifted them closer to her face, wondering at the mild scent she could just catch, but froze as Lucifer leaned over her shoulder.

"I do not suggest tasting it."

"What is it?"

"Oil; supposedly for grooming purposes. It's hardly ever used; water works well in a pinch seeing as we can't reach it by ourselves. Must have nicked one of the glands." Lucifer looked at Michael. "Apologies." He did look truly apologetic.

Michael huffed. "Thought you were being stingy with my wings." The wing had folded up tightly against his back to protect the sensitive area from further attack.

Lucifer shrugged. "The Detective already knew about it, I was just giving her permission to use it." He replied slyly. "That area is sensitive along the back of them too."

"Stop it. Let her discover some on her own." Michael wasn't quite pouting but not truly fussing either.

Chloe looked to Lucifer. "So, just that area? Scapulars and tertiaries, right?"

Lucifer nodded. "For now." It was a promise that he would work on allowing her further exploration rights. Chloe could wait.

"Even on yours?"

Lucifer's eyes widen the tiniest amount like he hadn't expected her to ask about his wings. "I suppose, if you really want." He cleared his throat and gave her an amused look even if it was a little weary. "Are you developing a wing kink, Detective?"

Chloe pulled back. "What? No, of course not." The blush on her cheeks gave away her lie.

Michael leaned over her. "I think she is, Lucifer. How bad is it, Chloe? You don't want to hoard them or worship them do you?"

Chloe wanted to laugh at the insanity of it but both brothers looked so serious about it. Oh, divinity, right. Chloe shook her head. "I don't want to pluck you guys or roll in them or anything. It's mainly just curiosity. They are soft and warm. I like how they felt around me for the brief moment they were. I like that touching them works for you guys apparently. It's just because they're a new thing and something I'm not used to."

A hand clasped her ankle and pulled her down until her back was on the bed and she was looking up at Michael in shock. "If that changes, we need to know, Chloe. You don't play around with the effects of divinity on the mind."

Chloe nodded then gasped as fingers traced along her mound through her panties. The shirt she was wearing had been pulled up exposing her from her ribcage down. Lucifer leaned over her as well with a grin. Michael tilted his head to look at Lucifer their faces almost pressed together.

"Are we through talking yet?" Lucifer asked still tracing his fingers over her applying just enough gentle pressure to distract her. "You are still so wet, Detective, surely you don't want to be left this way."

Chloe resisted the urge to wiggle against his fingers. She caught their scents again and had to bite her tongue to keep from groaning.

Michael sighed and shook his head. "You're gagging for it, aren't you?"

"Like you're not?" Lucifer shot back.

"It is becoming very clear that I have more restraint than you." Michael parried.

Chloe sighed closing her eyes to enjoy Lucifer's ministrations. Lucifer wouldn't let himself be distracted too long. She hoped.

"Only because you haven't yet tasted the sin of the flesh."

"I would still have more restraint than you."

Chloe hummed. She wasn't too sure she'd be taking that bet.

Her hips shifted against Lucifer's fingers only for those fingers to disappear. Chloe shot her eyes open to fuss at him but more fingers were pressed against her before she could say a word. Lucifer had grabbed Michael's hand and pressed their fingers against her for a split second before Lucifer was pushing the fabric to the side and guiding Michael's fingers, as well as his own, through her folds. Chloe groaned as Michael closed his eyes with a shaky exhale. Lucifer guided their fingers up to circle around her clit making her wiggle slightly.

"You're soaked, Chloe." Michael breathed opening his eyes to watch their fingers work her over.

Chloe shifted her hips. "I would greatly appreciate it if one of you would do something about it instead of teasing me."

Michael looked at her with eyes full of arousal and mischief. "Don't like being teased?"

Chloe narrowed her eyes before quickly running her fingers through the feathers closest to his body. Michael jerked then shivered with a curse and groan.

"Do you?" Chloe questioned.

Michael narrowed his eyes at her with clenched teeth. Lucifer chuckled merrily. "Where is that restraint going, brother?"

Michael turned his glare onto Lucifer. "Fuck you, Lucifer."

"Gladly." Lucifer grinned at him. "Whenever you like."

Michael's eyes went wide before he pulled away from them with a groan. Chloe whimpered at the loss of his touch but Lucifer had apparently gone a step too far with that one. Lucifer said nothing and focused his attention on Chloe letting Michael sort himself out. Her panties disappeared and before she could react Lucifer had settle between her legs.

"No more teasing, Detective." He said seriously before delving in.

Chloe gasped, arched, and dug her fingers into his hair. He was being true to his word and was wasting no time. His tongue was relentless on her clit only letting up to gather her essence on his tongue. Chloe was panting by the time his fingers found their way into play. A hand rested against her stomach as Michael found his way back against her side. He nuzzled under her chin before pressing kisses along her neck.

Chloe shivered at the new feelings. She had never been adventurous enough to do this before, and feeling Michael against her with Lucifer practically devouring her, Chloe was feeling a little overwhelmed with sensation. There was no way she would be asking either of them to stop though.

She removed one hand to rest on Michaels and guide him up under her shirt. He didn't need much guidance to figure out what she wanted. Michael cupped one of her breasts in his hand; his thumb rubbed over her nipple. Chloe arched into it with a moan.

Michael kissed Chloe deeply as he finished pushing her shirt up to take the other nipple into his mouth just as Lucifer curled his fingers inside her just the way she liked. She cried out feeling so close to the edge but not quite able to reach it.

Lucifer's mouth disappeared and Chloe whined in protest. She looked to watch Lucifer take Michael's hand and guide it down her body. Michael never released his hold of her nipple, flicking his tongue over it, even as he watched Lucifer lean over to take the other one. The angel needed no guidance to start circling and rubbing his fingers over her clit as Lucifer continued moving his fingers inside of her and both suckled and nipped at her breast. It was very clear that Michael could indeed figure things out. Her hands found their way into their hair as she came with a cry holding them close.

It was Lucifer that was kissing her this time, languidly tasting her. Michael had moved to gently pressing kisses along her shoulder. His hand now rested on her pelvis while Lucifer's fingers rested still buried within her. Chloe shifted a bit with a soft whine. Lucifer gently removed his fingers stopping the kiss and propping himself up on his elbow.

"Michael." He called quietly.

Michael lifted his head to send a questioning look toward his twin. Chloe watched with bated breath as Lucifer offered his slick covered fingers to his brother. He didn't push just held them in offering which Michael took.

He groaned holding Lucifer's fingers in his mouth cleaning them of her essence. Lucifer's eyes were dark as he watched. Michael let go of Lucifer's fingers to grab his shirt and pull him close. Their mouths clashed open and eager in a similar manner as the one Lucifer had bestowed upon Michael earlier except Lucifer was in no way pliant. He returned the kiss just as desperately.

Chloe noticed his hands fisted tightly in the blankets on either side of her. It was taking all his self-control not to reach for Michael so Chloe decided to take pity on him. She sat up and pressed herself between them forcing them to break the kiss with a grumbled groan from each of them. She pulled Michael up to her, now on their knees, and replaced Lucifer's mouth with her own running her hands over Michael's shoulders and down his chest feeling his racing heart and sharp breaths under the bandages that held his broke wing snuggly against his body.

The fact that they had not come loose was a testament to Ella's skill and knowledge.

His hands ran along her back before combing through her hair holding her close. Chloe could hear the rustle of Lucifer removing his own clothing before his hands rested on her hips and he pressed hotly against her back. She felt shivers race along her spine and moaned into Michael's mouth at the feel of him hard and ready against her.

"I could fuck you, just like this." Lucifer whispered hotly. Chloe groaned breaking the kiss resting her head against Michael's shoulder. Michael breathed against her opposite shoulder. "Or while you used that pretty mouth on Michael." Michael groaned that time with a broken whimper.

Chloe needed no time to decide. She gently pushed Michael back so she could slide down until she was on her hands and knees between them keeping her eyes on Michael the whole time. His eyes darkened; his fingers never left her hair. Chloe pressed a kiss against his abdomen feeling the muscles ripple beneath her touch as she gave into desire and followed that enticing little trail. Lucifer had leaned over her pressing kisses along the back of her shoulders. His arms wrapped around her to hold her while she pushed down the borrowed pajama pants Michael was wearing.

"No shorts?" Chloe looked up in honest surprise. She would not have thought Michael to be one to go commando.

Michael shrugged a shoulder. "I don't wear them when I sleep. Too constricting." His voice was deep and dark in his aroused state.

Chloe hummed. She could understand that. She'd honestly only wore her panties last night for modesty sake. Look how well that worked out. Not wasting any more time, she wrapped a gentle hand around his base and took him into her mouth.

Sweet heavenly mercy. Michael groaned as his head fell back tightening his hold on Chloe's hair. He had just enough thought to remember she was human and curbed the strength of his hold. Warmth surrounded him, so slick, and her tongue traced patterns on the tip before flattening and curling around the girth as she sank down. She paused and hummed around him. The vibrations had him groaning deeply in the back of his throat.

Michael lifted his head to find Lucifer had sunk deep into her as well. His twins face was one of pure pleasure as he started working his hips in slow deep thrusts. Chloe made small noises of pleasure around him as her hand started stroking him and her head moved in time to Lucifer's thrusts into her.

"Chloe." Michael croaked out.

He wasn't going to last; not like this. He pulled a bit on her hair in warning but she stubbornly worked him faster. Michael jerked and threw his head back in a silent cry as he came. He almost felt as though she was sucking out his very soul. He trembled and gasped as she worked him through it.

Michael rested back on his heels watching through hooded eyes as Chloe released him and was lifted up by Lucifer until her back rested against his brother's front. Chloe turned her head pulling Lucifer in for a kiss. Michael felt his stomach twist and clench when he realized she was sharing his release with Lucifer. Holy shit.

Lucifer groaned into Chloe's mouth as the taste of her and his brother coated his tongue. His naughty, clever Detective. Who knew she had it in her?

He let Michael turn her back around for a kiss as his brother ran his hands down her sides. Lucifer shifted his stance behind her for a better angle and thrusted forward. Chloe cried out for him holding tightly onto Michael as Lucifer fucked into her. There was no other word for it. He was wound to tightly for anything else. He gripped her hips as tightly as he dared gasping harshly with each thrust. A ghost touch of his brother's fingers against him as those fingers worked Chloe's clit for him had him shuddering. No, she would come first.

"Let go for me, Chloe." Lucifer nipped the shell of her ear with his teeth. "Scream for us."

With one more hard and deep thrust, she did, nails digging into Michael's shoulders. She clenched around him rhythmically as he sped up his thrusts seeking his own release. He was so focused on her and his task he did not notice his brother shifting. He did not expect the sudden sensation of nails to track sensually just to the inside of his shoulder blades; right over his wing joints. Lucifer cried out in instant release, pressing into Chloe tightly as he throbbed, and his wings forcibly unfurled. They stretched out fully in his pleasured state. Those same fingers dug deep into the feathers scratching across the skin underneath.

Fuck. "Michael!" Lucifer shuddered, his hips moving in a couple aborted thrusts before he brought his wings around to bat Michael away. He heard Michael chuckle softly as he backed off. Lucifer was far too gone to care. He fell forward just barely remembering to catch himself with his hands so he didn't crush the Detective. His wings dropped to rest against the mattress on either side of them.

Chloe panted where she lay under Lucifer. A hand reached out toward his wing before she caught herself and curled her fingers into a fist. Lucifer pulled out and away from her after a few minutes to rest back against the pillows. He didn't furl his wings away but allowed them to rest to either side. Chloe rose and crawled to rest against his chest. An arm and a wing rested over her the white feathers soft against her skin. So she couldn't touch them with her hands then. Chloe sighed. She could deal with this.

"You are a dick." Lucifer growled out half-heartedly. Chloe looked at Michael to find him resting on his stomach chin propped up on his hands. He sat up with a laugh. He had fixed the pajama pants at some point.

"Turnabout is fair play." He replied.

Lucifer snorted but gave his twin the point. "Is cuddling too much?" He asked softly instead.

Michael gave him a soft but regretful look. Lucifer sighed in disappointment. Chloe stroke a hand over his chest in comfort. If someone had told her before that the Devil was a secret cuddler she would have laughed in their face but Lucifer was. As much as he shied away from touch in the general public he was quiet fond of it with her and apparently Michael.

Michael sighed. "No naked cuddling anyway." They smiled softly at each other before Michael continued. "Now, I really am going to raid the kitchen." He stated firmly standing and making his way down the short hall toward the kitchen to do just that.

Chloe looked up at Lucifer. "You okay?"

A hesitant smile crossed his features. "Yes, Detective, I'm okay." He sighed. "Keeping myself under control with him is turning out harder than I thought it would be."

"He just needs time." Chloe tried to soothe but Lucifer dropped his head back with a put upon sigh. She chuckled softly. "I know you hate it but we both know he gets a lot more volatile than I do if you push him too hard."

"Yes, I know." Lucifer sighed again before looking back down at her. "We have you, Detective, to keep us straight."

Chloe smiled. "Yes you do."

"Lucifer!" Michael called from the kitchen.

"What?" Lucifer called back just as Michael rounded the corner looking very put out. "Find the apples did you?"

Michael looked at the apple in his hand before sighing. "Yes, obviously." He shifted on his feet. "I have got to be the only angel that cannot cook to save their life. I burn rice for Fathers' sake."

Chloe bit her lip to keep from laughing. Michael was practically begging his brother for help without actually asking because Heaven forbid he did that. Lucifer shook his head fondly, and maybe even annoyed at being asked to move, but motioned for Chloe to move so he could get up anyway.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming. What would you like, Detective?" Lucifer asked as he furled his wings away and pulled his pants back on.

Chloe shrugged. "Whatever you feel like making, Lucifer. I'm sure it will be Devilishly good."

Lucifer grinned at her. If he still had his wings out, they would most likely be fluffed out with pride. He turned and grabbed Michael on his way to the kitchen.

"You are coming too. Need to learn at some point."

Michael huffed. "I'll be a disaster, I'm telling you."

Chloe stretched out on the mattress grabbing one of the blankets to cover back up with. Sure she should probably get up and get ready for the day seeing as it was pushing noon time by this point, but she wanted to just relax. What was time off for if not for that? She was still feeling pleasantly pleasure buzzed anyway and burying herself in the rich musk scented sheets sounded heavenly. About fifteen minutes passed before she decided a shower would be nice.

"Michael! How the hell…?" Lucifer's voice suddenly carried through the penthouse.

"I told you I was no good at this." Came Michael's.

"Yes, but come on. Bloody hell."

"I burn rice, Lucifer. Rice!"

Chloe laughed and made her way toward the bathroom deciding to avoid the kitchen for now. She had no idea what awaited them but couldn't help but look forward to it.

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And there we have it; Part 1: Behind Your Eyes is complete, and on a happy note.

For those that may say they jumped in quickly: yes, yes they did. And Chloe thought kissing was safe. LOL.

It will be after the New Year before I start posting Part 2: A Million Reasons.

Enjoy the Holidays and have a great New Year! Hopefully, I'll see you guys back here on January 4!