Blinding (Part Four)
Title: Blinding
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Michael/Adam/Lucifer
Warnings: Wing!kink, threesome sex, blood, soul/Grace bonding, ritualistic injury
Author's Notes: I think that's all the warnings, but if I'm missing something, let me know. Thanks to zekkass, _bluebells, theinsaneeraser, stharridan, dr_jasley and ladyknightanka for the world building, word wars, encouragement, writing tips/advice, and your lovely support when I needed it most. This definitely wouldn't have seen the light of day without you all. <3 It didn't go according to my original plot from the comment fic this is based on, but we haven't seen the last of this 'verse, so there will be more. :)
Prompt: Exile at angst_bingo
Summary: Adam hates being left in the Cage alone with just the two Archangels for company. God decides to pull him out too some time after Sam is saved. The only catch is he's stuck with Michael and Lucifer.
He looks around the apartment more, walking around and just touching everything. He finds his phone and texts Dean. It's curt and to the point. He tells him he's alive and out of the Cage, but no, he isn't going to Bobby's and he's fine on his own. He leaves out the part about Michael and Lucifer, figuring the Archangels will let them know or not. He doesn't care. He also doesn't answer the phone call the Dean immediately makes after getting his text.
He sits down on the couch with his cup of coffee and thinks about the two Archangels. There's something to be said for all the things that went down in the Cage. Things that hurt Adam, things that saved him. There's something to be said, sure, but Adam doesn't know what it is. He should give Lucifer and Michael a chance, he supposes, especially after what happened when Sam was brought back. He knows what he feels for the Angels and no, it's not healthy, but he knows they feel the same as much as two Archangels could feel about a human. He knows why Michael is acting the way he is. It's out of fear that Adam will leave them for good. Adam won't want anything to do with them. Truth be told, Adam just wanted a little bit of space from them to focus on being alive and on Earth again for the first time in who knows how long.
Now he finds himself missing the two Angels. Lucifer's quiet amusement at the world, Michael's vague annoyance with everything. He misses them and he made a mistake in pushing them away as soon as they were here. He focuses on the bit of Michael's Grace that still resides in his soul, bright, and burning. He uses it to call out to Michael without using words, knowing it will bring both Angels to him faster than praying for them would. He's right, of course. Seconds slip by and then they are there, standing in front of him. Lucifer gives him a half smile, knowing that he has finally come to terms with the fact that they are meant to be together. Many things were revealed in the Cage by God for them to learn from their mistakes, mainly Michael and Lucifer, and he let slip the fact that they were meant to be together.
Michael takes his hand, thumb stroking over the knuckles. "Have you had your time to adjust, Adam?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry. I just....I needed time to process it all." Adam smiles up at his Angel.
"What would you say if we were to ask you to bond yourself to us, Adam?" Lucifer asks, stepping up beside Michael and taking Adam's other hand.
Adam marvels at the difference in their touch. Michael's is firm, grip a touch possessive, and warm. Lucifer's touch is gentle, cradling Adam's hand and it is very cold, like Lucifer has never been warm before. The words filter into his mind. "Bond to you? What does that mean?"
"You would become our mate, and no one would ever be able to harm you." Lucifer answers.
"It's a bit more complicated than that, but yes, that is the general idea of it." Michael frowns at Lucifer's simple answer.
"It means forever, right?" Adam asks, cocking his head.
"Yes." The Angels say in unison.
Adam sighs and looks between the Archangels. All previous fighting and feelings aside, he knows that they love him and he loves them too. Even God said it was meant to be, so it's time to stop fighting it and them. He nods. "Yes, I'll do it."
"A warning. It will hurt and hurt badly, but the pleasure is well worth the pain." Lucifer cautions.
"That's fine. I can take it." Adam says, a spark of determination in his eyes.
Michael and Lucifer nod. They pull Adam to his feet and lead him into the bedroom. Lucifer disappears briefly and returns just as quickly with a bag slung over one shoulder. "There is a ritual we must follow for the bonding." He explains, seeing Adam's confused look at the bag.
Michael and Lucifer spread out the items on the bed. Adam watches as they unpack various vials, a dagger carved with Enochian sigils, and various herbs. He looks over them all, but doesn't touch, wary of what might be in the vials.
"Nothing that will harm you." Michael says, reading his thoughts.
Adam scowls at that. He hates it when they stroll through his mind and memories without asking first. Lucifer chuckles quietly. "We know."
That earns him a glare too. The Angels continue to prepare for the ritual, mixing the oils in the vials with the herbs in a bowl. Finally the Angels seem to be finished mixing whatever it is they're concocting and turn to face Adam. Lucifer is the first to move and press their mouths together, his fingers hooking in the waistband of Adam's boxers, thumbs brushing against his hips. Michael stands behind him, chest flush against Adam's back, hands smoothing down his sides. Adam groans into Lucifer's mouth as Lucifer's teeth catch on his bottom lip and tug gently. Michael's hands slide under his shirt and ghost up his sides, a barely there touch that is definitely turning Adam on. He pulls his mouth away from Lucifer's with a gasp as Michael's fingers find his nipples and rub across them teasingly. Adam's breath hitches in his throat as Lucifer kisses the side of his neck before leaning over his shoulder to kiss Michael.
The sight of his Angels kissing so passionately with him in between them really turns Adam on. They battle for dominance which neither of them really wins over the other. Adam can feel how aroused they both are, Lucifer pressed tight against his front and Michael right up against his back. They guide him to the bed, kissing and touching and making him whine and moan between them.
“The ritual is going to hurt, just a warning.” Michael breathes against his neck.
Adam shakes his head. “I don't care. I want it.” His voice hitches on a gasp as Lucifer's clever fingers delve into his boxers briefly.
Part Five
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Michael/Adam/Lucifer
Warnings: Wing!kink, threesome sex, blood, soul/Grace bonding, ritualistic injury
Author's Notes: I think that's all the warnings, but if I'm missing something, let me know. Thanks to zekkass, _bluebells, theinsaneeraser, stharridan, dr_jasley and ladyknightanka for the world building, word wars, encouragement, writing tips/advice, and your lovely support when I needed it most. This definitely wouldn't have seen the light of day without you all. <3 It didn't go according to my original plot from the comment fic this is based on, but we haven't seen the last of this 'verse, so there will be more. :)
Prompt: Exile at angst_bingo
Summary: Adam hates being left in the Cage alone with just the two Archangels for company. God decides to pull him out too some time after Sam is saved. The only catch is he's stuck with Michael and Lucifer.
He looks around the apartment more, walking around and just touching everything. He finds his phone and texts Dean. It's curt and to the point. He tells him he's alive and out of the Cage, but no, he isn't going to Bobby's and he's fine on his own. He leaves out the part about Michael and Lucifer, figuring the Archangels will let them know or not. He doesn't care. He also doesn't answer the phone call the Dean immediately makes after getting his text.
He sits down on the couch with his cup of coffee and thinks about the two Archangels. There's something to be said for all the things that went down in the Cage. Things that hurt Adam, things that saved him. There's something to be said, sure, but Adam doesn't know what it is. He should give Lucifer and Michael a chance, he supposes, especially after what happened when Sam was brought back. He knows what he feels for the Angels and no, it's not healthy, but he knows they feel the same as much as two Archangels could feel about a human. He knows why Michael is acting the way he is. It's out of fear that Adam will leave them for good. Adam won't want anything to do with them. Truth be told, Adam just wanted a little bit of space from them to focus on being alive and on Earth again for the first time in who knows how long.
Now he finds himself missing the two Angels. Lucifer's quiet amusement at the world, Michael's vague annoyance with everything. He misses them and he made a mistake in pushing them away as soon as they were here. He focuses on the bit of Michael's Grace that still resides in his soul, bright, and burning. He uses it to call out to Michael without using words, knowing it will bring both Angels to him faster than praying for them would. He's right, of course. Seconds slip by and then they are there, standing in front of him. Lucifer gives him a half smile, knowing that he has finally come to terms with the fact that they are meant to be together. Many things were revealed in the Cage by God for them to learn from their mistakes, mainly Michael and Lucifer, and he let slip the fact that they were meant to be together.
Michael takes his hand, thumb stroking over the knuckles. "Have you had your time to adjust, Adam?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry. I just....I needed time to process it all." Adam smiles up at his Angel.
"What would you say if we were to ask you to bond yourself to us, Adam?" Lucifer asks, stepping up beside Michael and taking Adam's other hand.
Adam marvels at the difference in their touch. Michael's is firm, grip a touch possessive, and warm. Lucifer's touch is gentle, cradling Adam's hand and it is very cold, like Lucifer has never been warm before. The words filter into his mind. "Bond to you? What does that mean?"
"You would become our mate, and no one would ever be able to harm you." Lucifer answers.
"It's a bit more complicated than that, but yes, that is the general idea of it." Michael frowns at Lucifer's simple answer.
"It means forever, right?" Adam asks, cocking his head.
"Yes." The Angels say in unison.
Adam sighs and looks between the Archangels. All previous fighting and feelings aside, he knows that they love him and he loves them too. Even God said it was meant to be, so it's time to stop fighting it and them. He nods. "Yes, I'll do it."
"A warning. It will hurt and hurt badly, but the pleasure is well worth the pain." Lucifer cautions.
"That's fine. I can take it." Adam says, a spark of determination in his eyes.
Michael and Lucifer nod. They pull Adam to his feet and lead him into the bedroom. Lucifer disappears briefly and returns just as quickly with a bag slung over one shoulder. "There is a ritual we must follow for the bonding." He explains, seeing Adam's confused look at the bag.
Michael and Lucifer spread out the items on the bed. Adam watches as they unpack various vials, a dagger carved with Enochian sigils, and various herbs. He looks over them all, but doesn't touch, wary of what might be in the vials.
"Nothing that will harm you." Michael says, reading his thoughts.
Adam scowls at that. He hates it when they stroll through his mind and memories without asking first. Lucifer chuckles quietly. "We know."
That earns him a glare too. The Angels continue to prepare for the ritual, mixing the oils in the vials with the herbs in a bowl. Finally the Angels seem to be finished mixing whatever it is they're concocting and turn to face Adam. Lucifer is the first to move and press their mouths together, his fingers hooking in the waistband of Adam's boxers, thumbs brushing against his hips. Michael stands behind him, chest flush against Adam's back, hands smoothing down his sides. Adam groans into Lucifer's mouth as Lucifer's teeth catch on his bottom lip and tug gently. Michael's hands slide under his shirt and ghost up his sides, a barely there touch that is definitely turning Adam on. He pulls his mouth away from Lucifer's with a gasp as Michael's fingers find his nipples and rub across them teasingly. Adam's breath hitches in his throat as Lucifer kisses the side of his neck before leaning over his shoulder to kiss Michael.
The sight of his Angels kissing so passionately with him in between them really turns Adam on. They battle for dominance which neither of them really wins over the other. Adam can feel how aroused they both are, Lucifer pressed tight against his front and Michael right up against his back. They guide him to the bed, kissing and touching and making him whine and moan between them.
“The ritual is going to hurt, just a warning.” Michael breathes against his neck.
Adam shakes his head. “I don't care. I want it.” His voice hitches on a gasp as Lucifer's clever fingers delve into his boxers briefly.
Part Five