She stood, scrambling around to gain her legs, then she went to War first and stared at him in the eyes. She stood there for a whole minute, just looking at him. I could tell he wanted to reach for her, to assure her of his feelings, but he kept himself in check, which was a big step for War.
She turned and walked up to me, giving me the same treatment, and while my immediate reaction was to turn away from the intensity of her gaze, I felt this even bigger pull to show her the truth. To let her see that I would do anything for my brothers, but that I also didn't enjoy hurting her… much.
She cracked a smile and cupped my cheek lovingly. As I leaned into her hand, she pulled back and gave me a little smack. It wasn’t really a full blown slap, but it wasn’t nice either. She giggled and moved over to Fame.
Again, she tripped over her feet, wobbling her way over to him, and he caught her arms. She looked up at him, sighed, lifted her hand and poked his nose.
“Boop. I just booped the Dom Dom man.” She giggled uncontrollably, and Fame’s mouth curved up.
She crawled back to Con and whispered, “I may not have a sibling, but I understand that you would do anything for your family.”
Con’s whole body was turned to her, focused on her. His eyes went soft as he tracked her every move like the whole world revolved around her and he was just one of her moons, constantly turning around her, doing his only job to keep her on her axis. His fingers slid through her hair, grabbing the back of her head, pulling her close for a deep, passionate kiss that left her panting.
Fame looked out the window as he said, “Besides being mated to whoever Hell chose, what was your other reason for leaving?” He looked back at her, waiting patiently for her answer.
She yawned as she looked at him. “Oh, Dom Dom, always trying to find the root of the issue, huh?” She giggled at her own joke, then laid back on the bed. “I saw what ruling did to my father, and I didn’t want to live like that.”
I felt like there was more to that story, but since the rules were that we only had to answer the question, it wasn't like she was out of line. We would just need to figure out the right questions to get the whole story.
She started to curl up in her bed, getting sleepier by the second. She gave a huge yawn, and her eyes fluttered. She was going to crash and crash hard. War went to her side, picked up the sheets, and laid them on top of her, then he sank to his knees beside her.
“Little goddess, one more question?” he asked in a sweet, soft way as he ran his fingers through her hair.
She turned towards him and laid a gentle kiss on his cheek. “Hurry with the question. I'm fading quickly for my nap nap time,” she murmured with a yawn.
He turned her hand over and put his hand over hers, engulfing hers like he was some hero and she was the young human who needed saving. If there was anything that I knew, it was that this girl didn't need anyone to save her. Love her, care for her, be there for her, sure. But never save her.
He held onto her hand, as he kissed each finger. “What are you looking for in a mate?”
She smiled one of her rare genuine smiles. A smile that made you want to bleed someone just to see it again.
“If I wasn't so tired, I would give you a BJ right now for being so sweet.”
He beamed at her, eyes shining so brightly as he looked over her body and his smile started to get naughty.
She yawned again and rested her head on the pillow.
“I’m looking for a partner. Someone who can share the burden of ruling with me. Maybe have some laughs along the way. A big dick definitely helps… and someone who can love and let me be me. But I know…” She trailed off as her eyes drifted shut.
“You know what, little goddess?” War's normally loud voice was surprisingly soft as he coaxed her for the answer I was sure each of us wanted to hear.
She kept her eyes closed as she slurred her words, trying to fight the sleep that was coming for her hard and fast. “I know that's just a dream, and dreams don't come true. Fuck Disney in their asses.”
Then she was out cold. We looked at each other with the same determination and goal in mind. For once, we were all in agreement.
Chapter 32
I’dsnuckintoHeaven,found some lower level angels, knocked them out, and started asking questions… In a less-than-nice manner. I was Lucifer after all.
The whole time they’d kept crying to me that they didn't know anything. Spat out that they were sure my demons or I had something to do with it. After a while of me not giving up, they’d started to panic, just like the little goody-two-shoes they all were.
They’d kept asking stupid questions like: What could they possibly do without the father? What would become of Heaven and the human realm?
Were they concerned with Hell?Nope. That place wasn’t even a blip on their radar, and that had filled me with so much anger that I’d wanted to beat the fuck out of them for fun. Teach them what a real angel was like when he had his own mind and didn't follow daddy’s every rule. But I hadn't.Fucking pussy.
Yep, I just called myself a pussy. I was kind of a dickhole like that, a dickhole to everyone, including myself. That's fair right? It was just the way I rolled. Keeping it real all in this noggin of mine.
They’d all tried to warn me that once Michael, the douchiest of all douches, found out that I was up here causing all this ruckus—yes, they had all, in fact, saidruckus—I would be in for a world of hurt. Those fucking winged idiots. Did they think I was scared of Michael? I’d told them to tell him everything. Make sure he knew that it was Lucifer who’d done it. As far as I was concerned, he could take that glowing sword he loved so much and stick it up his ass. When I’d told them that, they’d all gasped and sputtered but quickly (and wisely) kept their mouths shut.
