A/N: WARNING: Unmarked Explicit Sex, proceed with caution!
"Maybe I should just burn the school down and be done with it," Andrew muttered over a late breakfast, the kids already having been by to eat before going to school.
Danny frowned, wrapping his arms around Andrew's neck. "You wouldn't really, would you?"
"Most likely not," Andrew sighed, leaning into Danny's touch at once. "I'm just frustrated. This isn't the first time Josh has been having problems with teachers there."
"He's a smart kid, he wouldn't get into real trouble if he could avoid it," Danny reassured Andrew, humming happily and nuzzling behind his ear. Andrew gave a sharp little shudder before purring softly, Randy laughing beside them. Giving a curious hum, he glanced to Randy.
"Andy just worries about those three - Josh especially some days. We'll give it a week and then we'll see if we can't talk to the teachers about what's going on."
Danny nodded. "That sounds like a good plan."
"I at least think his horrible science teacher should be burned at the stake," Andrew muttered, voice laced with a purr.
"You're not that mean." He liked Andrew like this, he decided. All soft and warm.
"I could be," Andrew complained, tilting his head towards Danny's touch and closing his eyes, looking relaxed. Danny cooed, running his fingers through Andrew's hair as he smiled. It was sweet, he really liked this. He wanted to keep him like this.
"We should probably consider actually doing something productive today," Randy said, standing up to put their empty plates in the sink. "We're good on groceries, but maybe we can go to the mall and walk around for a little bit- Mm. Maybe not the mall."
"Why do we have to go anywhere?" He didn't want to go anywhere, he wanted to stay at home and keep the two of them all to himself. It seemed Andrew did, at least, since the man was leaning against him even more, Randy giving a strained laugh.
"It'd be good for you to see more of the town, maybe? You didn't leave the city much, right? The downtown area?"
Danny shrugged. "I did when I could. I'd go out and look for more people to help, or for you." He didn't see much of a point in going and seeing more of the town. Not when he could look at the real sights right here.
"I suppose we could stay in for today," Randy said, walking over to cup Danny's jaw and kiss at the corner of his lips. "Have a lazy day." That action had Danny beaming, his wings fluttering. A lazy day sounded absolutely perfect just then. "Do you want to go relax on the couch, maybe?" Randy asked, drawing Danny into a kiss before he could quite answer.
When Randy finally pulled away, Danny gave him a small nod. "Yeah. Yeah, that sounds great." A second later and Randy was scooping him up and carrying him to the couch, Andrew following after them a step behind. It only took Danny a second to wrap his arms around Randy's neck, his wings already pulled back into himself. Yes, he liked this.
"We should properly preen your wings," Andrew said, settling down behind Danny and starting to tug and comb at his feathers and rubbing along the frame of the wing itself. Danny shuddered and shivered, and it had been a while since his wings had been properly preened. Sure he took a few minutes here and there to comb them out, but to really lay his feathers out properly and smooth them…
"Danny," Randy said softly, nudging at his cheek to get his attention. "Have you lost any feathers, yet?" Andrew's gentle motions of preening had Danny struggling to focus on the question.
"Huh? Uh…" Had he? He couldn't recall… "No, I don't think so. Why?" Should he have been losing feathers by now?
"After this long, there should be quite a few," Andrew said quietly, pressing a kiss to the edge of one of the wings.
"It's good that they're not, isn't it?"
"It's definitely good that you're not feeling pain, but it's… odd," Randy finally said, leaning closer and brushing his lips against a spot on Danny's neck. "I can't See what happens, anymore."
Danny crooned, wrapping tightly against Randy. "That doesn't have to be bad."
"It does leave room for the unexpected," Randy laughed, tugging Danny into a deeper kiss than before. "You're here, after all."
"I am," Danny nodded. "So if you can't See, what do you plan to do next?"
"That can be a very dangerous question to ask," Randy finally said, looking as if he was conflicted as he tugged Danny closer. "Why do I always feel as if you know exactly what you're doing?"
"What am I doing? I'm just asking you a question." His answer came in the form of being dragged into another kiss, Andrew pressing up closer behind him. Danny heard the swish of Andrew's tail in the air before he felt it brush against his feathers. Danny felt Andrew- felt his energy brush against his own while Randy just kept kissing and kissing him. His back was ramrod straight and he thought vaguely he may have been shaking. He always was more sensitive to different energies.
He wasn't sure how long that moment lasted - maybe forever - until Randy was pulling back just enough to speak to him. "Do you want us to stop?"
Danny was quick to shake his head, worried if he didn't respond soon enough they really would stop. "Never."
"I think we're alright with that." Andrew's grin was easily heard, warm hands slipping under the back of his shirt before pressing against his shoulder blades, tail quick to twine itself with the feathers. A quiet noise escaped Danny before it was hushed by Randy's lips, the two of them pressing against him from either side. Danny loved it. He needed it, more than he needed to breathe.
"You know, at first, I couldn't figure out what sin you would end up falling for," Randy purred, a sound so close to his old croons as he nuzzled at Danny's neck, tail snapping out. "Although, it seems I have an idea in mind, now." With that, his tail was brush against the feathers of Danny's other wing.
Trembling, Danny just barely managed out a quiet, "Which one?" His hands fell to grip Randy's shirt, bunching it and pulling on it. Randy let himself be pulled closer at once, Danny feeling the grin pressed against his skin as Andrew began rubbing where wing met skin.
"Would you like to guess, sweet one?" He would have, expect that felt so good he may have started crying out of joy. This was exactly what he'd been craving for centuries. Maybe since the day he was born. "It's really very obvious, now that I think about it," Randy continued, sounding as if this was just another day as Danny shook between them, craving more and more skin-on-skin contact the longer they touched him.
And then it was gone and Danny really did feel like crying. Andrew had stopped and now he was standing. "Well, I'm not certain about the two of you, but I'm sure this will be far more comfortable if we move upstairs." Danny knew he was talking, but for the life of him couldn't make heads or tails of what he was saying.
"Oh, poor thing," Randy tsked, Danny not sure what he was doing before he suddenly found himself in Randy's arms. "Be kinder, Andy. He's been wanting this a long time, after all."
"A very long time. I want to make sure we get it all right, that's all." Danny really tried to follow along to their conversation, but it was difficult when he suddenly found Randy's tail near wrapped up in his feathers.
"Oh, we will."
It was nice to have Danny like this between the two of them, all flushed and moaning and shaking. Sure, he was good at the talk, but he obviously had no experience when it came to the walk. Andrew did make sure that his and Randy's lust levels stayed within their normal ranges. If either of them got to the point of too much…
Well, this was just to get Danny used to everything. Andrew was sure they would have plenty of time to stretch this moment out in the future - although Andrew would miss using these wings against Danny, that was for certain. The sweet little angel could make such sweet noises when his wings were touched in the right way. Andrew opened the bedroom door for them, allowing Randy in first and shooting him a smirk over Danny's shoulder. It was about time, quite frankly. Their little Danny might have been an angel, but he was a wicked tease.
"Your thoughts are very clear, right now, you know," Randy laughed, nuzzling against Danny as he brought him over to the bed, the blankets still ruffled from when they had woken up that morning. He said that, yet his tail had hardly kept away from Danny's wings the entire time he'd carried him. Andrew closed the door and locked it, making his way to the bed as Randy laid Danny out oh so perfectly. "Don't overwhelm him," Randy warned, pupils already more cat-like than anything else as he paused. "Well, not too much, at least.
"I know what I'm doing," Andrew reassured him as he slowly leaned down to lay beside Danny, letting his fingers trail gently against the angel's wings. Danny looked as if he was already completely gone, shuddering at the touch and looking up at Andrew with glazed eyes.
"Oh, that's not the part I'm worried about," Randy snorted, sitting on Danny's other side with a grin.
Andrew hummed, still stroking Danny's feathers. "Danny? Are you still with us, little angel?" There was a mumble that could have been a response, Andrew supposed.
"Do you want us to slow down or stop?" Randy asked, stroking at Danny's cheek softly.
They watched Danny shake his head again but Andrew frowned. "I think we should slow, Randy."
"Yeah… This really is new for him." Randy kept stroking Danny's cheek, tail moving to brush against Danny's neck. "Don't worry, Danny. We'll take the utmost care of you."
Andrew hummed. "It's alright, mon cher. We don't want you to be overwhelmed. The fun ends far too quickly, that way. Wouldn't you rather we draw the fun out?"
"I feel… like I shouldn't answer that," Danny finally mumbled, managing a grin that showed that, no matter what, he was still a brat. That was just going to make this all the more fun, though.
"Well, Randy may disagree, but I always think it's most fun to draw it out as much as possible," Andrew purred to him. "I especially love when it takes just hours, that always gets the begging and the writhing."
"You're so mean to him," Randy muttered, Danny looking up at Andrew with wide eyes that were already so full of need.
"I don't think Danny would say I'm mean, would you, Danny?" Andrew stroked his wing, smirking at him.
"Definitely not mean," Danny shuddered, a little croon leaving him as his wing pressed into Andrew's touch. It was so adorable.
Andrew threw a glance to Randy. "See?"
"You're so awful," Randy snorted, looking to be studying Danny for a moment before he was pushing the angel's shirt up and rubbing circles against the skin on the side, pressing in deeply. Danny seemed to shudder and his mouth opened, but he wasn't making any of those delicious sounds he had, before. "Danny? You alright, sweet one?"
"I- Yeah," he managed out. "Fine." Randy hummed, pressing against the skin again, tail flicking out to slide around Danny's neck and wrap around it with what looked like a hint of pressure. Danny gasped, though it didn't seem to be for lack of air.
Well, his feathers had ought to be preened one last time. As Andrew began to preen the feathers, Randy kept rubbing at Danny's sides, moving to straddle Danny's lap and tighten his tail. Andrew hummed, "Does that feel nice, Danny? Do you like that?" Seeing Danny's eyes dart to him, he smiled and let his nails gently scratch against the skin beneath his wings.
This time there was certainly noise, but it wasn't an angelic croon so much as a very human moan. Andrew shared a half smile with Randy. If they continued forward, there was no doubt in his mind that Danny would fall. Randy seemed to know his thoughts as he always did, looking at Andrew before looking back to Danny and leaning down to kiss at the edge of his jaw, "I don't want us to ever be apart, again."
Danny reached up and pulled Randy down, further into the kiss, holding him close. At least if Danny was going to fall, he would be doing it enthusiastically. Besides, he had yet to feel any pain, and that did wonders in reassuring Andrew and stopping him from holding back as he continued to see what would get the best reaction. Straightening his feathers, he leaned over and kissed Danny's cheek sweetly. "You look lovely like this. You're already so flush, and I do love someone responsive like you are. I'm going to have a hard time keeping myself off you. I can't wait to see how you look with your clothes on the floor."
Danny's skin was more red than anything else, at this point, Danny looking to Andrew with wide eyes as soon as Randy let him out of the kiss. They were wide eyes that were just begging for more. "Would you like that, Danny?" Randy cooed, kissing Danny again swiftly. "Would you like it if we got these pesky clothes out of the way?"
Danny was staring back up at Randy, giving him a little nod. "Uh huh," he murmured. Good. This was going to be fun.
"Good," Randy said, echoing Andrew's thoughts as he grinned, wild and sharp. "Now I need you to hide your wings… Unless you'd like me to tear this shirt off of you? I'd be all too glad to."
"Don't worry," Andrew cooed. "It's only for a moment." Danny nodded and his wings were gone from sight, allowing Randy to proceed. It didn't take Randy long to drag Danny up and kiss him hard and rough before separating just enough to tug the shirt off, tossing it to the floor before returning to the kiss.
Andrew could have drooled at the sight of the pale, unmarked skin stretching out in front of him. It was gorgeous. He couldn't wait to tear into it. Randy looked as if he was thinking along the same lines, fingertips trailing down across Danny's chest with just a hint of his nails. "Let us know if anything starts to feel bad, okay?" Danny stared at him and nodded. Good. They didn't want him to cause real pain.
"I have an idea," Randy spoke up, grinning at Andrew. "And I think it's one you might like." Before Andrew could ask, Randy was scooping Danny into his arms and settling back against the headboard, Danny in his lap and facing Andrew, dazedly looking up to him with wide, glazed eyes.
Andrew grinned, shifting closer. "I think you're right, I do like this. Do you like this, Danny?"
"Depends." Danny grinned, reaching a hand out for Andrew. "Kiss me?" Andrew immediately leaned in and captured Danny's lips, unable to stop his purring. He even tasted heavenly. If this was his only chance, he was going to savor every bit of it.
"Be gentle," Randy cautioned, snorting when Danny's arms wrapped around Andrew's shoulder and pulled him closer. Andrew waved him off and pressed Danny back until he was laying back against Randy's chest.
He pulled away with a nip to Danny's bottom lip. "Randy and I ought to take care of our own clothes."
"Please," Danny said, rather quickly. Randy snickered and shifted behind him, tugging his own shirt off.
"Well, how can we say no when he says please?"
"He did ask so nicely," Andrew pointed out as he pulled his sweater off and began to kick off his own pants. He almost managed to get tangled before he heard two noises of laughter, both Randy and Danny smiling 'innocently' at him when he looked back. "Oh, shut up, the both of you, or I'll leave you both alone."
"I'd be okay with that," Randy finally said. "I have a Danny in my lap, after all. How would you feel about it, Danny?"
"It'd be okay," Danny said, looking back to Andrew with those shining wide eyes. "But it wouldn't be as fun."
"We've already corrupted you far too much," Randy complained, looking to Andrew with a pout. "Well? Get over here." The second Andrew was close enough, he couldn't keep his hands off Danny. He rubbed at Danny's arms, his shoulders, his sides, over his stomach. Anything he could get to. Partially, it was because Andrew was certain this was just another fanatical dream that would end any second.
"You have no idea how long," he breathed. "How long I've imagined this." Danny was shaking between them, panting softly and looking to lose himself more and more with each touch, Randy giving a dark chuckle that had Andrew glancing at him.
"I think he's starting to have an idea," Randy purred, tail snapping out before brushing the lightest of touches over a spot on Danny that they expertly knew how to take care of. Andrew watched with satisfaction as Danny jumped, a groan escaping as Andrew climbed forward to straddle him, rubbing his thumb over one of his nipples.
Danny's hips bucked as he whined, Andrew feeling the edges of a hard cock as Danny's back bowed, pressing more towards him. Oh, yes. They were going to have fun with this. Andrew hummed, nuzzling Danny's cheek. "It's alright, love. We'll take good care of you."
"We'll make sure that you'll be well taken care of," Randy purred, fingers digging their way through feathers to the sensitive skin and energy beneath them. Danny made a sound almost like a sob as he jerked again, and Andrew noticed that it was straight into Randy's waiting tail. Randy didn't seem to pay any mind to how cruel he was being himself, only purring as he slipped his fingers past the edges of Danny's pants. "What do you think, Danny? Should we get these off, too?" Danny just whined more, arching his hips up and looking absolutely pathetic.
"Randy," Andrew hummed. "Be gentle." Randy paused, blinking for a moment before sticking his tongue out at Andrew.
"I am." Randy nuzzled at the side of Danny's neck, tongue darting out to lick at the skin. "I'm not sure if he wants us to be too gentle, though."
Danny shivered, though judging by the look on his face, it wasn't entirely out of arousal. Andrew laughed, shaking his head. "Probably not."
"Is it wrong I'm having so much fun teasing him," Randy pouted, tail moving to wiggle between Danny's skin and the pants riding low on his hips.
Andrew sighed. "Oh let me." He reached towards Danny. "Hips up, Danny." Danny scrambled to comply, Randy helping support him as he absently straightened some feathers, as well. Reaching forward, he pulled Danny's pants and underwear off in one swift move, smirking as he glanced down.
Danny may have been angelic, but he was certainly well endowed, Andrew mused. He just looked so good… Mm, would it be gentle as long as he went slow? He just wanted a little taste, after all. The moment Andrews tongue was on him, Danny was crying out and flailing, Andrew quick to hold his legs down.
Randy held the younger's hips down, amused as he raised an eyebrow down at Andrew, "What happened to 'be gentle?'" Andrew smirked at him and just lapped at the beading pearls of precum, watching Danny's face to make sure he was alright. Danny seemed to be completely blissed out, soft little noises leaving him every few moments as he shook between the two. He looked as if he couldn't be happier.
Going down further, Andrew wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, allowing his tongue to rest gently against him. "Does that feel good, Danny?" Randy purred, moving to grab Danny's wrists and keep him trapped, although Andrew knew Randy kept his grip loose enough that Danny could break it. "Does it feel good to have Andrew's mouth around you?"
Now it really did sound like Danny was crying, and Andrew absolutely loved it, humming quietly as he sank down lower to take more of him in. A particularly involved swirl of his tongue sounded as if it almost managed to drag a dry sob out of the angel, Randy giving a laugh. "You're going to wreck him, at this rate."
Andrew pulled himself off of Danny just barely, parting with a loud slurp as he grinned. "That's the plan." There was a long, low whine from Danny, the angel looking at him with watery eyes and wings that were more gray than they were before. Andrew straightened out his feathers as he leaned his forehead against Danny's. "We're going to take care of you," Andrew repeated to him.
"Promise?" Danny managed to get out, flushed and dazed and so utterly perfect.
"I swear," he answered without hesitation, cupping Danny's cheek and stroking his face with his thumb. "No matter what happens from here on out, it's the three of us."
"Then don't stop."
"Looks like he finally passed out," Randy said quietly, brushing Danny's hair out of his eyes, the angel looking exhausted even in his sleep. "Andy… He still has his wings."
"I noticed. They're so dark, but…" Andrew ran a hand through Danny's feathers. "They're still so full. Like he was just born."
"No horns or tail," Randy commented, keeping an absent tab on Danny's emotions. Even in sleep, he felt so happy. "Is he really falling?"
"He must be," Andrew said, shaking his head. "There's no other explanation." And he was right. The lust in Danny had been temporarily sated, but the way it still swirled and simmered, Randy knew they'd have to get Danny a real meal in a couple days.
"Do…" Randy swallowed, shaking his head. "Have you ever heard of a fallen keeping their wings?"
"Never. Not once," he told him, looking up to stare at him. "We don't have that sort of luck. It was luck enough we found each other."
"Feathers should have at least fallen out by now," Randy muttered, tugging at some of the featherse. They were strong as ever. "It's not like this."
"Maybe something's gone wrong?"
"Like what? He'll suddenly lose his wings over the span of a few hours instead of a few days?"
Andrew shook his head at him. "I don't know- Maybe?" Randy didn't like this. Now, more than ever he wished to have the Sight again, if only to know Danny would be okay. "It'll be alright, Randy. At least we're together, now."
"I can still worry," Randy muttered, curling around Danny, mournful for his wings for the first time in so long. At least back then he could wrap the two up and hide them away. He had a bad feeling that something was about to happen. "Maybe we should-"
Randy cut himself off, sitting up straight and staring at the window before he was clambering off the bed with at low hiss, his more demonic features slipping out before he could suppress them. "He wouldn't dare."
Andrew was up as well, staring at him with a hand on Danny's back. "Randy? What is it, what's wrong?"
"Vladimir," Randy hissed, barely taking the time to throw some clothes on before he was heading for the door, not bothering with shoes or a coat. "Stay here."
"What- No, I'm going with you." Randy was ready to argue, but when he looked back, Andrew already had most of his clothes on, the shadows starting to curl around him as his tail snapped through the air.
Taking a moment to calm down as much as he could, Randy gave a sharp nod. "Be careful. I don't know what he's playing at, but he's dangerous." It was more than just him being an angel. Fuck. Fuck. How had Vladimir even found them? Fuck, he'd known that Danny had found them. All he had to do was search the city for the holy energy that was being corrupted. Andrew nodded and followed him after taking a moment to pull the covers up over Danny.
"We'll be back in just a moment," he heard him whisper. There was a little mumble, Randy taking a moment to give one last look to Danny before he was down the stairs and out the door, walking into the street with flickers of flame around his heels.
"You have some nerve showing up in here, angel."
"You're the one with nerve. It wasn't enough to bring each other down, you have to steal more of heaven's light? Will you never be satisfied?"
"He never belonged to heaven," Randy snapped, gaze flicking to the angels behind Vladimir. "He was ours from the day his eyes opened."
One of the angels scoffed. Neriah. Randy never did like him. "Yours? He was the father's since the day he was created. The day he was born, he became a symbol of peace, a symbol you have stolen. Should you not return him, it will be taken as a declaration of war."
"You would declare war over a fallen angel?" Andrew walked forward, arms crossed and gaze lax and calm. Randy could see the anger in his eyes and feel it in his words. "Where was this declaration for every fallen angel before him?"
"He was born in a time of true peace, and there is yet a chance for him to still repent. We feel his holy energy. He is not yet fallen."
"If he wants to leave with you then he can and I will smile with gladness," Randy said, smile turning sharp and wicked. "But if he wishes to stay then you will never lay a hand on him or I will start the damn war myself."
Vladimir raised his hands peacefully. "Then why is he not out here, himself? He has his own voice, does he not? How can we be expected to trust the word of demons?"
"As if I would ever trust your word," Randy hissed. "You lied to him and the other angels for centuries. You reek of dishonesty and lies, Vladimir, and in all my time as His I never once Saw what was of your past or future. I could never See you, Vladimir. Why is that?"
"You see? They have spent so long away from the light of the Father, that everything that spills from their tongues is simply lies and deceptions. They even managed to convince our dear Daniel that they cared for him in a regard beyond anything lustful."
"Excuse me, I must have heard wrong." Andrew stalked forward, only stopping when Randy grabbed the back of his shirt. "It sounds like you're implying that we feel for him nothing when we fell for him as much as we did each other. I'm aware of the sheltered nature you live, but surely you cannot be so blind as to think we fell for nothing except lust."
"Am I mistaken? Are you not lust demons?" ...He was provoking them. Why? He wanted them to start a fight, he wanted them to begin this age-old war.
"It looks like I might be the one mistaken," Randy finally said, narrowing his eyes. Vladimir felt smug and like he had won. "You're not an angel, are you?"
"How dare you!"
"Vladimir has been one of us long before your birth!"
"He joined us in the end of the war!"
"That doesn't mean shit," Randy snarled, tugging Andrew back as he stepped back with him. Vladimir felt panicked, as if they were close to the truth. What could be powerful enough to be taken as an angel since the war? Randy didn't want to find out. "Andy, we need to go. Now."
Vladimir was quick to step forward. "You see? They're hiding him! We were fools to ever believe there could be peace between our kinds!"
"We are not-" There was the sharp sound of wings spreading wide, but none of the three angels in front of them had made the sound.
"They're not hiding me."