Aria snuggled against Oliver's chest with a sigh, not waking from her slumber. Oliver's fingertips were tracing invisible patterns on the bare skin of her neck, brushing her hair out of the way from time to time. Lost in thought, his gaze was directed at the window, listening to the sounds of the city and watching how the occasional light of a police car or ambulance was flashing through the room.
He assumed that he was supposed to be happy; after all, the woman he loved with all his heart was lying in his arms and had confessed his love for her hours earlier. But somehow, the euphoria had disappeared, and now anxiety was reigning inside of him.
Oliver felt like he didn't deserve the woman he was holding close. It wasn't easy to put his finger on the reason why he thought that, there was chaos in his head. Doubt, fear and disbelief mingled, and took the comfortableness of being with her away.
She was his now, but what if he disappointed her? What if he wasn't able to have a real relationship anymore? From what he knew, she'd had a lot of unhealthy ones, and he was afraid of adding another one to her record.
"I can hear you thinking, Ollie. Stop it."
He twitched in surprise as he heard Aria's voice, and she lifted her head, her breath ghosting over his face before she kissed him.
"Your love is all I need," she whispered, pressing her forehead against his, and he looked into her eyes, hoping that he wouldn't disappoint her.
Her phone, which was on the counter began to vibrate.
Emergency family meeting. You must to come at Lux now, bring Queen with you.
-M
Hector walked into the LAPD room trying to find his beautiful mate. It had been passed only five hour for the last time he saw her but promised lunch.
He walked through thebl corridor ingoring whispering and thoights by people. Everybody were thinking about him and how sexy he is and he is just like his father.
He found Ella in her lab with a man stood next to her. She ever looked more attractive than when she had her hair tied up, wearing simple clothes and her forensics jacket with the sleeves rolled up. She looked ravishing.
Bloody hell, that woman looked edible without that glasses on.'
Yup, she totally is.
Wait. Hector froze. That thought wasn't in Hector's voice. It wasn't from his brain at all. And suspiciously had an accent.
The voice sounded just like the man who stood next to Ella.
He turned sharply towards the man, to find him staring at Ella with lust filled eyes that trailed all over his lover's body.
Hector's blood boiled. He saw red. He forgot about his red eyes. He was too busy dealing with the jealousy, rage and possessiveness that were rising in his body.
Hector walked toward to them. He pulled Ella to him, smashing their lips together. The woman's hands fisted into the back of Hector's jacket, holding him as close as possible. Licking into his mouth, Hector's fingers thread through long black hair before cupping her cheek to deepen the kiss.
"Hey , sexy" Hector said against his lips, almost frantic and the arm around Ella's waist squeezing hold of her possessively.
That man is one lucky bastard. He gets to see this woman unwrapped and bending over for him. Wish to see that.'
That's it.
Hector grabbed the man by his collar.
"You son of a bitch! I will skin you alive!" he roared into his face. He almost could feel all the blood rush to his brain from all the anger he was feeling.
"Hector! Hector let go of him!" Ella shouted as Marcus and Ella rushed to dislocate him from the man.
At the while the man was staring at him with confusion, suspicion and smugness.
'It almost like he heard me. what would happen if I told him I would like a night with that sexy woman.'
Hector screamed with rage then, pulled out the knife from his pocket and was about to stab the the man.
Marcus and Ella grabbed him from behind harshly and pulled him away. He was still kicking and screaming.
"I will kill you! I swear I will rip your heart out!" Hector yelled.
"Get out of here! Now!" Marcus growled at Ella while grabbing Hector tighter.
So hot
Hector roared. That son of a bitch! How dare he even think about touching what was his?!
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Ella yelled at him when they were behind the bulling of ELPD.
Hector pushed the woman into the wall.
"He-Hector?" Ella practically squeaks trying to pull away and literally going nowhere. "What are yoooo oh, oh." Ella goes long on the you as teeth scrape just under her jaw fallowed by a hot tongue.
"Hector what are you doing?" Ella manages to croak after a minute, mouth to dry his tongue can't work enough spit up to keep it soothed. Hector bites at her neck again hands touching all of her exposed flesh and it's not like Ella hadn't secretly had fantasies just like this . Ella blushed her face heating but then Hector is moving her and suddenly there are tongues in her mouth, plural, as in not just his own.
Hector can smell Ella arousal and her own their scents mingling and chasing away any other scents. He lets out a growl when Ella moans his scent bursting stronger and then Hector is moving them so he can claim that pale pink mouth. He kisses like a man on a mission, which he is, needs to thoroughly mark his territory, claim Ella so that everyone else knows.
Ella is gasping when Hector pulls back and trails her mouth down a taunt neck teeth scraping at skin again. "Hector, Hector." Ella tries to reign in the man attention, but he just growls, likes the sound of his name coming from the human.
"Seriously what is going on?" Ella asks and this is so backwards because he's the one that gets answers, not the continuous question asker.
"They can't have you." Hector growls lips against her ear and arms like steel wrapped around her unwilling to release, not that Ella wants them too.
"Wha- What are you talking about?" Ella asks bewildered at the attention and closeness.
"Who are these they? No one wants me." Ella says self-deprecating with a halfhearted laugh. Hector growls again this time louder like a warning as teeth nipped at Ella neck causing him to gasp his body arching involuntarily against the man's body. Hector snuffled at her neck, licking to sooth the skin he'd just nipped pleased with the reaction he receives.
"You're mine" he says, whispers it into Ella's ear while he breathes hard underneath her, around him.
" I'm never letting you go. I love you and you're mine" he repeats it fervently.
I...," she started, but she really had no idea what to say; her gaze was jumping between his tempting lips and his eyes and her heart skipped a beat when she realised that he was doing the same. His tongue darted out to wet his lips nervously and tension was hanging in the air thickly.
Hector closed the distance between them and kissed her, it seemed like the easiest thing in the world, and in the split second before her mind stopped working Ella asked herself what they'd been afraid of. The kiss felt absolutely amazing, sending pleasant shivers down her spine, and when Hector pulled her to her feet, never breaking the contact, she could feel how all the feelings she'd suppressed were starting to break out of her.
As the kiss deepened, their lips clashing hungrily as if they tried to make up for all the time wasted, Ella wrapped her lags arouns his waist , their bodies pressed tightly together. She slung her arm around his neck, the hand of the other still holding on to his jacket playfully, and Hector's hands wandered from her waist to her hips and lower back.
The two children of Satan and the witch witg their mates walked out of the elevator. Oliver and Ella froze when Kali and Lucifer came out of their bedroom and stood in front of their son and daughter.
" We have a problem." Kali informs them.
" What happend?" Aria hissed as she leant over to Oliver, briefly gesturing toward her parents.
" Please stop" Aria said glaring at Hector and Ella who were making out.
Ella and Hector broke their kiss and glanced irritated at Aria for interrupting them. Aria arched one of her defined eyebrows at the response she received and looked towards Kali and Lucifer to signal they weren't alone. Ella and Hector followed her line of sight and blushed darkly when they clearly remembered they had been kissing or more appropriately, making out in front of the their friends and parents.
"Dear old man sent accurate?"Hector asked with a smirk. " We all know that He wants us back to hell"
"Worst" Kali widened smile." Jesus was here and made an offer"
Everyone in the room silenced and backed away from Kali as her eyes flashes with lightning and had a cold tint to them. They all sat down cautiously away from her.
" What kind of?"Aria asked, pretending everything was normal and they just have a family meeting for new methods of torturing.
" He wants to send your father and me back to hell and let Hector and you on earth like mortal with your mates"
Oliver and Ella look at their mates seeing a flash of hope in their eyes. Finally, their biggest desire came true: A normal life.
They can built a family, have a huge wedding, have gray hair, grow with the person you love but with the cost of their parents.
Kali and Lucifer will be queen and king of will be locked up in a prison away from their children. Away from their freedom.
" I will lose my children because of you"Kali says half of it quiet, and the other half angry and upset.
Lucifer takes a step back, hurt all over his features. His hand is held out, reaching and grabbing for her. 's hand hovers in the air for a moment longer before falling back to his side. The tears he didn't know could come do, just as Kali turns to show him his own falling down her handsome face.
"Kali"Lucifer says miserably. "My fath-
"Dont you dare to blane your father" Kali hissed. " He sent her in your way because he was to separate us and he did it"
It's a low blow but the truth and honesty that spits from those words makes Lucifer flinch away from it like he's been hit.
Kali took in a shaky breath and turned his head towards Hector. "Take Ella and Oliver upstairs and stay there," he requested. Hector nodded.
"Come guys," he murmured to them. "This is not for us to witness."
Hector put his hand on Aria's shoulder and then he put his free hand on Ella's lower back as they were walking toward their bedrooms with Oliver after them.
" He gave us another option" She whispered. " We can leave here on earth with our children and make Oliver and Ella immortals"
" What we must to do?" Lucifer asks desperately.
A loud cold laugh echoing throughout the room cut him off. Kali stood in the middle of the room laughing uproariously, but the laugh coming out of her held no humor. In fact the laugh cold, dark, and had a hysterical edge to it. It was the laugh of a man that had been through so much tragedy and strife in her life and the thought of having more piled on top of her was just too much and he either had to laugh or go insane from the possibility of more tragedy. That is, if she wasn't already insane.
As quickly as it came, it ended. Kali's cold gaze seemed to pierce straight through to Lucifer's soul, as if stripping away him defenses and leaving him bare.
" You know"Kali says with sobs threatening to combust her open." For God`s favorite child, he is very cruel to you"
" What is the other option"He finally asked.
Kali looked at him through tear swollen eyes and opened her hand, revealing a knife.
" Kill Chloe Decker"
His favorite son
Thunder rumbles in the distance, eerie in it's softness, like the clap of angel wings ready to take flight. Lucifer lays among his silken sheets with Kali naked beside him save for a delightfully small pair of shorts, half asleep and half awake... Between, as she always has been.
Lucifer rolls onto his back, dread and something else roiling in his belly, dark eyes - eyes so dark and human, falling on his most faithful; the scar of Hell's fire still mars her beautiful face. He reaches out, finger tips just brushing the burnt and puckered flesh, soothing circles.
Suddenly, rain comes pouring down outside, smashing into the windows with all the fury of his righteous brethren. The wind howls, and somehow, Lucifer thinks, this is Father's way of showing his displeasure... Not that He really has control of the weather on this little blue marble, mind you. Lucifer huffs, a painful smirk spreading across his features, dark eyes glossy as he pushes himself upright, away from Kali.
She stirs, slightly, as the sheets pool around Lucifer's waist, her hand reaching out for his. "It is ok," he murmurs, and pats her hand, before shuffling away.
The air is cool, floorboards smooth, unlike the rocky floors of Hell, and five years on it still pleases Lucifer to walk along these smooth slats. He makes his way through the flat to his bar, pouring himself a single shot of malt, and tossing it back like it's cheap vodka.
It burns, going down, fire pooling in his belly and once again Lucifer is reminded of Hell. The scar. The scar from the battle whose lost his wife and his children.
The wind shrieks again, like the souls of the damned, crying out for mercy. Lucifer turns to watch the storm rage outside, thoughts warring in his mind.
"Damnit. Damnit all..."
Lucifer strides forward, muscles tensing, and flings the doors open, stepping out into the torrent. The rain pelts his naked flesh, and he stands before the raging gale as he once did before his father; defiant, angry, hurt. If God is watching, then it's time he sees what he's done.
"I am your favourite, eh?!" Lucifer screams to the sky, arms outstretched like the wings he once had, palms up, water dripping down from his cropped hair and into his eyes, before falling from his lashes and down his cheeks. His eyes sting... Tears or rain he doesn't care.
"Your son! Your light-bringer! I am your golden child!"
A laugh, raw and hysterical claws it's way up out of his throat... It reminds him so much of himself.
"I am your favourite! Cast out! Cast aside! For what?! How am I to embrace myself when my own father refused to! You shunned me! You. Abandoned. Me!"
His throat hurts, aches. "And now! Now I will do the same to you! I will play your petty game no more, Almighty! No more! I am never going back to Hell! Never!"
He is lost, in the rain, voice whipped away by the wind and carried to the heavens.
" I will fight for my family. I dont care if I must to kill Chloe Decker to protect my family but I will rip her heart out If I had to"
He is lost, in the rain, voice whipped away by the wind and carried to the heavens.
Lucifer stands there, panting, eyes wild like a beast's, glittering like blood. He crumples, clinging to the railing - he tries to catch his breath, heart thrumming in his chest cavity.
His favorite son
Lucifer screams, bashing his fist against concrete... Around him, the city sings, uncaring... Inside, Maze slumbers on. Surrounded by people, with the Almighty's fury beating down, the favourite son has never felt more alone.