Temptation comes in pairs

A/N: Welcome back, so this is my second chapter and today we are diving into a bit of the past surrounding these three and how it all came to be.

Chapter 2 – Hurtful pasts

Averza woke with a splitting headache and her eyes sore as she realised that her glasses had been taken. She looked around at the clandestine white floors and walls and realised exactly where she was. She shook a little, unsure of why she was here. She wasn't sure why she was scared but she figured she was about to find out. A seamless door opened and in it stood Gabriel and Michael smiling like most angels did. Averza stood, ready for a fight and realising they hadn't even bound her. Did they really not expect her not to fight? "Don't bother, against two archangels you'd loose" Michael warned and she saw the danger pooled in both angel's eyes. "Why am I here? I did as you asked and stayed away from your angel." Gabriel laughed and stalked closer as Averza stood her ground, she was tired of trying to fight but she would if needed.

Gabriel walked closer, stopping just short of Aversa "You are our collateral...just in case this whole thing goes wrong. You and your brother have made quiet a name for yourselves and it wouldn't be accepted if we were to hurt you...so here we are." Averza growled and spat, a thin trail like venom, at Gabriel "I'm not some pawn you can just take and manipulate! You lot are worse than us and I thought the reason we had Fallen was because we were the bad ones. Shows how long the Almighty has been blinded for doesn't it?" just then a harsh slapping sound is heard as Gabriel uses all his force to slap Averza hard and she goes skidding across the room. "Don't you ever talk about Mother like that again, you putrid vile demon." Averza pushed herself up, panting but not really hurting as much as before. She glared at Gabriel as he righted his shirt cuff and wiped a bit of dust off himself.

"Michael bind her, use the Holy rope just to sting." Gabriel said in a sing song way as he turned beaming. Michael clicked her fingers and a glowing gold rope appeared around her wrists and Averza winced, feeling the sting as it began to work...searching out the evil in her. Soon the door was shut again and Averza was left alone with nothing but her thoughts. She slid down the far wall and sighed not sure how she was going to get out of this one. She rested her head against the wall and closed her eyes. Hopefully her brother would notice her absence but she doubted it, they had gone decades without speaking without so much as a message to each other so what would make him think differently this time? One particular time had come to mind and her shoulders slumped as she remembered the words her brother had screamed at her that night " You caused this! All of this! Leave and never return! " her shoulders sagged and she looked at the floor, why would he even care?

Averza was shocked out of her thoughts as something slammed down next to her and she didn't exactly jump but discreetly moved her arm to avoid it hitting her. She opened her eyes as Uriel had entered and a cart had been bashed into the wall next to her. Uriel grinned wickedly and left, not quite shutting the door and Averza took her chance and ran. She bolted out of the room she was in and began searching for the back staircase. This was disused and she knew it led out of the building and towards her safety. She barged past as many as she could, not really caring how many she hurt. Her arms were still bound tightly and she knew she'd need Aziraphale's help in order to get them off. She found the entrance easily and began leaping down them three at a time and soon she had made it out.

She burst out into a busy London street and began running towards the bookshop. She halted, knowing it would only put him in danger and ran to the nearest phone box. She clicked her fingers behind her back and the phone dropped to the counter and rung for Crowley. "Hello? Who's this?" Averza breathed "Its me brother, where is the angel?" Crowley half grunted half hissed down the phone "With me in the car, why?" With this indication a small hello could be heard by Aziraphale in the car and she sighed in relative relief. "Where are you guys?" Crowley stayed silent for a moment "Why should I tell you?" Averza growled, she didn't need her brothers mind games at the moment and as she was about to shout at him she saw Gabriel and Uriel leave the building looking for her. She crouched low and whispered "Because I need your help, please brother this whole Armageddon thing is not just about the kid...I need to talk to you." Crowley hadn't muttered a word but Aziraphale sighed "Tadfield Manor, just pulling up." Averza nodded and with her last bit if energy, teleported to the location and landed on the bonnet of the Bentley with a thud.

She groaned and rolled off as Crowley stepped out "What the fuck! I've just had to take several dint out!" Averza stood and looked at him, not in the mood for his shit. She looked at Aziraphale "Can you get these binds off me?" Aziraphale circled behind her and gasped "These are Holy binds, what has happened?" Averza groaned as they vanished and rubbed her now blistered wrists "Your friends decided that if what was going on was to fail, I.e Armageddon was stopped then I would be their insurance...a sacrifice of sorts to start the war off..." Averza crouched, her knees not quite reaching the floor and panted "I've been stuck for at least a day..." Crowley's expression was unreadable beneath his glasses and Aziraphale gasped "Surely they didn't mention killing...they wouldn't..." but the stern gaze from Averza told him it was useless defending them. She sighed, running her hand over her eyes and a tired and weary expression fluttered through her features.

"Believe what you want Angel...I just needed those bloody binds off. Ill go as to leave you two from danger...just..." at this she glanced at her brother who held a bored expression "...be safe" and with that she began walking off. Crowley stood up, sighing as he took off his glasses "Stop, can't have you being kidnapped again. Might as well come with us." Crowley would never admit it but he wanted his sister safe. Averza felt uneasy and worried that within an instant she'd be captured again. It was a sickening kind of feeling one gets before a presentation or something of the sorts. Aziraphale guided her into the building that had long since been converted to a outdoor paintball centre. Averza blushed, although the touch gentle and only meant as a calming reassurance she still felt hot under her all of a sudden too small a collar.

She shook her head, it was pointless falling for him...he wasn't interested in her. She pulled away as they entered a corridor and a small woman dressed in the camouflage gear ran passed them. You'll be our sacrifice...you can't run forever vile demon. Averza froze, Gabriel was communicating telepathically and it chilled her to the bone that he had even attempted. She stood, hands shaking and tears forming, if he could reach her like this? Then what else could he do? She turned and bolted for the exit not wanting to be seen. She ran until her legs gave way which just so happened to be a little woodland area not far out of town. She sat panting and almost crying as she tapped her foot rhythmically. "Excuse me? Are you quite alright?" she looked up into the eyes of a boy no younger than 11 and winced as she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her head...just like when Satan summoned her. "Miss?" he said, going to touch her. She shook herself out of her stupor and stood.

"Yeah sorry...have I interrupted?" the boy shook his head and smiled "We are playing explorers, we were going to use the bench of El Dorado as our next find but it seems to be claimed already." This made her grumble and she began walking off "Claim it as your own". The boy smiled "Wait what is your name? So I can thank the heavens for your sacrifice." Averza froze as memories of her fall, her punishments and the first words Satan had said to her " May your sacrifice be remembered in Heaven" she fell to her knees and soon unconscious as the memories began draining her of her energy.

Dream*

"Ready your spear Sister, we will fight these rebels!" Averzial had ran as far away as she could, she didn't want to fight...didn't want a war. She began towards the gate when a blood curdling scream from somewhere up above sounded but before she had time to find out her wing had been gripped and it felt like fire. Soon a scream erupted from her own mouth...

* End*

Averza shot up and hit her head on something metal and she groaned in pain. She looked around panting and tears streaking down her face as she gathered her surroundings. She heard a mumble and looked towards what appeared to be two front seats to find her brother and Aziraphale talking. She rubbed her head and that when her brother piped up "Hope you haven't dented that...or you are paying for repairs." Aziraphale slapped his arm "Crowley! Don't be mean..." he stopped himself short, only just realising what he had said and laughed a little "Apologies my dear." Averza looked at her hands, memories still fresh of her dream "How did you find me?" Crowley shrugged "We didn't, we found you in the backseat" Averza frowned...she had run a good 5 miles from the building.

That's when her arm tingled and she looked down to find a heavenly seal upon her arm and she bit her lip and covered it. They had found her...she checked herself completely but found no other marks on her. Soon they were back in London and driving towards the bookshop. She stayed just on the edge of the threshold...ready to bolt and ready to strike. Crowley dumped his jacket on a chair and made his way upstairs as Aziraphale followed but Averza didn't feel safe enough going up...so she sat at the counter watching the front door in hopes of being able to run when necessary. Her eyelids grew heavy as she stared at the door and a sound thud was heard as she fell asleep against the desk. Aziraphale came down as he heard the thud and sighed, these snakes could fall asleep literally anywhere. He carried he to the sofa in the back of the shop as she mumbled something in her sleep. Aziraphale wasn't paying enough attention to fully hear it but he pressed his two fingers to her head and made all the bad memories subside whilst she slept.

Averza woke in the dead of night and looked around to find she'd been moved and she rubbed her face. Noises of passion came from upstairs and she almost gagged, the scent of sex heavily infiltrating her sensitive nose and her ears bombarded. She grabbed a glass of whiskey from the kitchen and groaned. She didn't want to stay listening to that. She wrote a quick note to them both and snapped her fingers landing back in her apartment. Her apartment was quite different to her brothers, it held trinkets, trophies and little artefacts from her time on earth and the different places she had been, not all good memories but reminders of how badly she had sometimes fucked up. She walked to the kitchen and deposited the glass she had used in the sink, Aziraphale would get it back eventually. She was too tired to notice the smell of cotton and lavender as she walked into what was described as a living room and froze the moment she met violet eyes. Gabriel was stood in her living room.

She backed away, wounds still fresh from her first encounter and her wings clenched in the ethereal plane at the horrendous act bestowed upon them at their last meeting. "You are truly a crap demon, no wards, no protections...no nothing." Averza huffed, she didn't answer to this prick. "What do you want?" Gabriel smiled, the kind you'd expect a demon to wear, and began advancing towards her as if he was stalking prey. Averza began slowing backing up, reaching for her door handle and finding a blessing on the door and winced...why the hell was her door handle blessed? Gabriel pinned her against the door with a well placed miracle and smiled as Averza struggled. "Well, I heard from a little bird that you are the best demon to go to for a good...what's the phrase humans use...'tumble in the sheets'?"

*Warning – Graphic rape scene ahead, if not your thing just skip to the next bold bit*

Averza blanched, she knew what came next as that little phrase had been repeated over hundreds of times in her 6000 years as a demon. You see, contrary to popular belief she had been mistakenly been called Lilith, the whore of Satan. And it had travelled throughout Hell that she was a great bed partner and so the years of rape and torture had ensued. How Gabriel had found out was a mystery but she was going to find out. "I have no fucking clue what you are talking about dickweed but I'm not going to satisfy you in any way." She spat, trying to mask her fear with defiance in hopes he'd turn and leave. However the growing bulge in his pants only signified he was being turned on more. He strode over to his bound demon and without missing a beat buried his head in her hair. She smelled of burnt matches and cinnamon and he really loved that smell. Averza stayed still, not wanting to give him a reason to get even closer. Another snap of his fingers and they were both in the dining room with Averza strapped to the dining room table by heavy metal cuffs that stung like a bitch when they made contact with her skin and to top it all off...she was naked.

Gabriel circled her, drinking in her lean but still quite built frame and her perfectly tempting curves, he could see why she was called the Temptress. Averza shook in fear of what was about to happen and as she tried to yank her hands free the chains burnt more causing her to whimper. Gabriel climbed on the table and pulled her chin up so she could look at him, her glasses gone by his miracle. "You will start by pleasuring me, then we'll see if you've earned a reward." Averza snarled, hoping to instil some fear into him but instead a smacking sound echoed as her cheek turned pink from his backhand. He undid the button on his trousers and pulled them off his corporal being as his pulled off his boxers and his member, which was tremendously big (a true heavenly gift) sprung free. Averza swallowed the bile in her throat as he edged closer and she scrunched her lips closed. There was no way in the 9 realms of Hell she was pleasuring this arsehole. Gabriel noticed this and decided to have a little fun and gripped her hair roughly at the base which in turn made Averza yelp and gave him enough space to push his gracious member in. Averza struggled, he was too big...too wide and her jaw was trying to accommodate but being in human form meant her jaw couldn't dislocate like her snake form could. She whimpered around this angels member and he groaned and gripped her hair, not waiting for her to adjust and began thrusting into her mouth as she tried to pull off.

"If you don't start pleasuring me Aziraphale's shop will mysteriously catch fire and I will make sure to use your Hellfire so that any trace will lead back to you." Averza froze at this, she knew if that fire was traced back to her then her brother would surely discorporate her and she sighed, her shoulders sagging a little at this defeat and began using her forked tongue to please the member in her mouth. Gabriel began a slew of curses as she worked him over and the grip on her hair tightened as she pushed him even closer to an orgasm. She felt unclean...used and it was like a physical stain on her body. All of a sudden a stream of seamen shot to her throat and she jerked back, trying to spit it out but Gabriel held fast, still holding her hair "Swallow it..." Averza looked at him pleadingly, her mouth still attached to his member and he sneered ready to punish her. She swallowed and coughed as he released her head and she glared at the table "Have you had your fun?" he sniggered and pushed her chin up to once again meet his lavender eyes "Oh no where near done, I'm just getting started and with that he climbed round to her rear end and inspected her.

Every inch of her was sinfully tempting and as he left scratches and bites along her back she gasped in pain. He looked at her opening, ready and small and smirked as he scratched down her back again "You are so tiny, anyone would think you were a virgin" and with that he thrust in dry, sheathing all 12 inches into her at once like a sword into a scabbard and groaned at the tight heat surrounding his member. Averza screamed as he went in raw, her entire body now racked with pain and she was aware how loud it had been. She dangled her head as he began a fast and harsh pace and although she had encountered years of rape the pain is fresh and present. He begins scratching and digging his nails into her which cause angry welts and horrible marks all over her body and as he traces a now faded golden line on her back he chuckles "Hell is never too polite with their punishments, imagine if they found out you've had sex with an angel?" Averza cringed, she knew the punishment alright...knew it all too well as it had always been the same punishment. Gabriel leaned close to her ear, nipping the lobe and caressing her sides "Now, you'll do some work for me or all of Hell will see the video recording of you and I having sex on this very table." Averza's eyes snapped open...looking for any sign of a camera. "You bastard, you utter bastard." She spat as he thrust harder into her, groaning in her ear. "Now, I want you to help me get Armageddon started. I want you to work your temptations and convince the son of Satan to start Armageddon before Saturday...understood?" he punctuated with a particularly harsh bite to her neck. She whimpered as tears fell and she nodded solemnly hoping it would please the angel.

*End of Rape scene*

He finished inside her and smiled as he wiped his member clean, leaving a quivering Averza beneath him. He stroked her back admiring his work of hickies and scratch marks and pulled her chin up "I'll be checking in tomorrow, if there is no progress...this will happen again" and with that the chains were gone as well as Gabriel and Averza collapsed, exhausted and drained. What in Satan's name was she going to do now? She walked slowly and painfully to the shower and slumped to the floor, letting the hot water wash all remnants of him off her skin and she lowered her head...this is going to be a disaster.

A/N: Chapter 2 done! I'm not the best at writing serial scene's so apologies if its not the best but it will get better as the story goes on. Please read and review.