Mikhail was grateful Lucian had the sense to conjure clothes on Gabriel. The mussed bed sheets would be hard enough to explain.
"Nothing, just that there is no way of getting out of here." Malcolm supplied as they left Gabriel chambers.
Locking it from the outside, hopefully to buy them some time. Mikhail didn't understand why all these people were here. His mother and father, Eden, Darius and Jibril.
"Well the cavalry is here." Darius said, trying to ease the tension.
"Yeah it just sucks that we can't zap ourselves out of here." Abigail sighed.
Mikhail noticed that she had changed from her royal gown, to a tank top and jogging bottoms. Where she had gotten them from he did not know. Not that it really mattered there were more pressing issues at hand.
"I think our main plan should be how to stop Gabriel, running will solve nothing." Michael looked at his mother meaningfully, but she just hummed to herself. "Mother." He growled.
"You know I can't interfere." She said, everyone sighed in annoyance. "But seeing as I can all hear your thoughts, I can supply the dry comments and powerful blasts."
Eden laid her eyes on Mikhail who continued to shift uncomfortably, he flinched as Abigail touched him. My poor, poor darling. She thought.
"What if we go see my father?" Lilith asked. Seeing as they were stuck here until Gabriel woke up they didn't have much to lose.
... Abigail tried for the tenth time to talk to Mikhail but he continued ignore her or when she tried to touch him he would cringe. She couldn't understand it.
Just this morning he had been all over her, been so happy and now, Gabriel must have done something in that room.
She tried to remember what she saw. Gabriel had been lying a few feet from the bed, he had been naked before but Lucian had put clothes on him...Abigail gasped, causing everyone to stop walking. Mikhail didn't even look at her.
"Everything ok?" Eden asked sharply, she knew. Her eyes told her to be quite. Abigail struggled with this bit of news. Had Gabriel raped Mikhail, it would explain why he was flinching from her.
But she would never hurt him, never. She had to tell him. Lilith opened the repaired doors that led to Lucifer's chamber. Abigail lagged behind yanking on Mikhail's arm whilst everyone entered the room. He tried to pull away from her, but when angry Abby was strong.
"What's wrong?" Mikhail asked, ignoring her soft touch, ignoring the heat that ran through his body.
He couldn't touch her, he had no right. He still smelt of Gabriel, could still feel his touch. His own body was filthy and Abigail was better off not touching him again.
"I know Mikhail, I know what happened. You stupid men thought I couldn't sneak into the room but I did. I saw him naked, I saw you scared." Tears began to run down her face at this point.
"And do you now what hurts most?"
"That I let it happen, that you are with me until the day you die?" Mikhail said morosely.
Abigail bit back the urge to hit him. She could see Gabriel had already beaten her to it, but for the wrong reasons.
"No, what I hate is that you think I'd love you less. That I wouldn't want you to touch me, or that you wouldn't except my touch." By this time they were both crying.
Mikhail pulled her to him and kissed her, softly, uncertainly. Abigail moaned and run her fingers through his hair.
"I love you Mikhail, no matter what happens."
...
Gabriel groaned as he came awake. Amethyst had a wet towel in her hand, and she was cleaning his wounds.
After the Binding ceremony all lust for her had fled, and her touch made him squirm. Mikhail was gone, his bastard brother had found them before he could finish.
Could he postpone killing Mikhail long enough to taste him. Amethyst rung the towel and placed it on a sore spot. Gabriel flinched. She froze. With a simple flick of the hand she caught on fire.
"No!" She gave a bloodcurdling scream, as the flames consumed her. All that remained was a brittle black skeleton.
If he opened the portal and released the demon, he could wish for Mikhail's resurrection and wish for his obedience. His cock twitched with the thought. Gabriel laughed. God it felt good to be bad.
...
"The portal, father where is it?" Lilith asked, her hands on her hips flames flickering in her eyes.
Lucifer cringed under his daughters rage, Michael felt sorry for him he knew exactly how he felt.
"You are standing on it." The group looked down and saw the interlocking designs on the floor. Words written in an ancient language seemed to stand out when they hadn't been noticed before.
"Where are Abigail and Mikhail?" Jibril asked.
... Abigail didn't mind being bared for the world and his dog to see. Not when she was pressed firmly against Mikhail. She had never known she was this flexible, he was holding her leg up as he entered her over and over again, his fingers toyed with the black curls at the juncture of her thighs, massaging her engorged clit.
Abigail moaned, unsure how long it would be before she collapsed. Mikhail pulled from her quickly, then pushed her up against the wall one leg wrapped around him as his plunges became harder and deeper.
"God Mikhail!" She hissed as she came, Mikhail soon followed.
They were rosy cheeked and laughing when they returned to Lucifer's chamber. Not surprisingly everyone had been worried about there where abouts.
Except Lucian and Malcolm who had begun to think Mikhail would be forever damaged by Gabriel's attack. There came an intense booming, like drums being hit, the walls shook and everyone stumbled slightly.
"I was wondering when that bastard would wake up." Jibril snarled. Lucian wrapped his arms around him and whispered something in his ear.
Mikhail felt exactly the same way. The door burst open, where a legion of hybrids stood. With a blinding clarity Mikhail realised what Gabriel had done. Yes he felt arousal for Mikhail when mated. That didn't mean he could not procreate with his mates. Mikhail got that sick feeling again, but only for a split second before the fight ensued. Abigail conjured the sai's just in time to plunge one into the heart of a hybrid. Just as she had killed one another took its place.
"How many kids do you think your dad has?" She yelled towards Jibril, who had shot one of his siblings with an arrow.
