~ Jesse ~

I turned quickly, and stared at the two men standing there. The one who had spoken radiated power similar to Lucifer, the other taller man behind him I guessed was human. The shorter man snapped his fingers and a cherry sucker appeared, and his golden eyes stared into me, the same power, yes, but I didn't feel afraid of him.

He smirked and waggled his eyebrows. "Because you have no reason to be?" Great, I thought, another mind reader. He laughed and I heard Lucifer chuckle. I was going to give myself whiplash looking back and forth at them.

Lucifer caught my hand as he stood, and I followed. I noticed he was dressed and gave a disappointed sigh before I could stop myself.

This caused the gold eyed guy, archangel I presumed, to laugh even harder. He turned to the taller man behind him, and whispered something I couldn't make out. The taller one had a pretty epic bitchface going on, and looked like he wanted to get the hell out of here, like yesterday.

I felt Lucifer's arm wrap around my waist, pulling me in. Yellow light, my brain told me. "Gabriel, Sam, how good to see you both, alive and well." I could sense the tension between the two archangels, and realized quickly why Sam had that look on his face.

~ Gabriel ~

"Relax." He whispered softly to his mate. He watched the possessive posturing of his brother, as he looked the girl up and down.

"Yep, Luci, I am alive and Sammy is well, so nice of you to notice. His eyes went back to the girl. Pretty, curly brown hair, big green eyes, cute little freckled face. He decided he liked her, but he was sure as hell not going to admit it was mainly because she could down an archangel's cock like it was her fucking job or something.

"I see we both found ourselves mates." He slid his hand into Sam's.

~ Jesse ~

"Mate?" I blurted out. The three of them all looked at me simultaneously. Lucifer with a long suffering sigh, Sam with a hot blush, and Gabriel with his sucker dangling out of his mouth eyebrows waggling again.

"Yes indeed," he paused and looked at Lucifer. "Am I allowed to ask what her name is?"

Oh dear baby Jesus I needed to beat Lucifer to answering Gabr- "It's Jezebel"

Sam "Wow"

Gabriel "Really?"

Me "Lucifer!"

He turned and looked down at me. My protest died in my throat, and my being so very mature, I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest.

~ Lucifer ~

He watched her little huffy pouting act, gave her bottom a hard swat, she squealed and grabbed her bottom, Gabriel almost choked on his sucker laughing, and Sam almost looked like he was about to grin. She whimpered still rubbing her bottom and with a hmphh leaned back into him, her arm circling his waist.

He turned back to his brother. "You still haven't said why you and your … mate … are here Gabriel." Gabriel sucked on the cherry lolly for a moment. "Balthazar wanted to extend his services to your mate, should the need arise."

~ Jesse ~

Again I found myself unable to control my mouth. "Services?" The three of them didn't look as surprised this time. Yet I felt Lucifer stiffen against me, oh shit, red light, red light, abort, abort. Gabriel looked at Lucifer coolly, then almost sympathetically at me. "Yes, Jezebel, Balthy just wants to make sure that when you have..."

Lucifer cut him off. "That's enough, Brother. I can assure you we will not now, nor ever require the services of Balthazar." He was practically sneering. Gabriel shrugged. "Suit yourself. But keep in mind the offer is open."

Gabriel turned to me, and again gave that sympathetic look. "It was a pleasure, Jesse. But Sammy and I need to head home now." He reached over and grabbed Sam's hand. "Goodbye Luci, as always it was a pleasure." I barely had time to blink and they were gone.

I looked up at Lucifer. He was still rigid, his face expressionless. "Lu?" I whispered, concerned that my mate was unhappy, and I had no idea why. "Go to our room, and wait for me there." I went to move away from him, but his hand was still firmly on my waist, fingernails digging in slightly. I swallowed my fear, and looked back up at him. "Unless you'd like me to stay with you?" he said nothing. "Lu?" I questioned. He still hadn't let go, and his nails dug in a bit deeper. His eyes were focused on the spot where Gabriel and Sam had been. I slid my arms back around him, and leaned my cheek against his side. "Lucifer, you know I would never leave you. You are my mate, and if I can do anything for you?" I asked. "What could you possibly do for me, human?" He looked down at me.

I snapped, that was fucking it, the last fucking straw. I jerked away and glared at him. "Then why the fuck did you fucking mate with me?!" I screamed, rage and hurt fueling the fire. "Why?! Out of every damn person and angel on the planet, why me?" I was beyond hysterical, tears streaming down my face. I sobbed and blindly reached for him, clutching his shirt and weeping into his chest. "Why? Lucifer, please, please just say something." I clung to him, trying to find some measure of comfort. Everything in me, every fiber of my being ached for him. And he didn't want me. It felt like my heart was breaking, like some part of me was slowly dying inside.

I let go of him and slumped to the floor, hugging my knees to my chest, sobs wracking my body. I wanted the pain to go away, to just stop.

Lucifer stood frozen, the realization that she had somehow managed to shut him out, that he could no longer feel the soft light emanating from her soul, had struck him like a physical blow. She was hurting and he couldn't feel it. All he could feel was the emptiness, the same dark lonely feeling he had felt when God had shut him out of heaven, only magnified. Not again, he thought panic and fear welling inside him. He would not lose his home again.

He dropped to his knees beside her, gathering her fragile shaking body into his arms. He carried her to their room pulling her into him as got onto the bed. She was still weeping, almost soundlessly, and it struck terror in him. He had damaged the only good gift his Father had given him, and he prayed he would be able to make it right. He tightened his arms around her, her face pressed into his chest. He closed his eyes and concentrated, stretching out his wings and wrapping her in them, pressing his grace into her.

I had never felt so alone in my life, darkness swimming at the edge of my vision. I welcomed it, that end to the pain. I thought I imagined it at first, a small pinpoint of light and warmth, breaching the encroaching darkness. I fought with myself, it would be so easy to just embrace the dark, to quit. But the small light called to me, familiar. I realized what it was, small tendrils of Lucifer's grace, reaching for me, beckoning me to come back. I turned back to the darkness, I knew coming back to him meant pain, heart ache. The light flared, surrounding me, demanding. I reached out for it, for him. I opened my eyes and saw his pain-filled blue eyes, wet with tears. He buried his face in my neck, hands, wings and grace surrounding me.

"Don't," he gasped "Don't ever leave me alone again." "Never," I whispered into his hair. I tilted his face up to mine, pressing our foreheads together. "I love you, love you so much it hurts." His eyes spoke volumes as his lips captured mine. Soft and slow we kissed, hands roaming each other, hips grinding, the only sounds soft gasps and growls. His breath was hot in my ear, murmuring words in Enochian, as his hands slid under my shirt. "Need you," he gasped, his mouth finding mine. I pulled away just enough to start pulling off my shirt, stripping naked in record time. He watched, eyes widening, as I began undressing him next. I pressed him back into the bed, moving slowly on top of him. His baby blue eyes never left mine, my hand reaching between us, stroking his rock hard length.

Lucifer watched her and it was like he was seeing her for the first time. He felt her small hands encircle him, her touch gentle yet insistent. She was poetry in motion, beautiful, her face, her mouth, the swell of her breasts. He felt like he couldn't get enough air as she gently guided him into her, her eyes fluttering closed and a throaty moan escaping her as she slid down onto him. He groaned and his hands circled her slender waist, sliding down to squeeze her bottom. She whimpered, as she rode him, her head falling back, his name sounding like the sweetest prayer on her lips. He caught her hips and rolled his hips up into her, and when her eyes met his all he saw was love. He pulled her down and crushed her lips in the sweetest kiss, rolling over so he was atop her, tasting her neck, the hollow of her throat, his mouth working its way to her nipple where he gently sucked and teased. "Lucifer," she gasped, nails digging in his back. He thrust forward harder, deeper. "Lu," she whimpered, arching her hips into each hard thrust, "So close, please..." he growled in response, fucking her in earnest, her hands delving into his wings, he was so close, he could feel the tidal wave of pleasure building between them. He pressed his face into her neck, his thrusting almost erratic as they came, his grace surging out in a brilliant light, his name on her lips.

He pulled her back into his arms, her small frame tucked into his. He wrapped his wings around them both, and nuzzled her ear, whispering, "I love you too."