Watch my wings burn

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZ #hope you like it

I hear you might be able to help me with something.

#unholyirony

It was an impending doom. But it wasn't surprising.

Cause really, they were practically the same in a way,

Both striving to be King's, both striving to be acknowledged, Both taking what's self proclaimably rightfully theirs.

It wasn't planned, it wasn't Riley's intentions to have this happen. He was supposed to use him, then toss him away like the bitch he was.

But this? Hands traveling to unexplored places, lips swelling in the wake of violent kisses...

"Loki-" It was a breathless whisper as he's shoved against a wall. His own hands finding their way to ebony strands, ripping them back so he can take his fill of the God before him.

That sadistic smile breaks lose and with it, all self control either of them had, all inhibitions are lost and they forget who they're supposed to be.

Two psychopaths in the wake of distruction, too entranced with one another to remember that they shouldn't be doing this.

Not here

Not anywhere because this was bad. But they couldn't stop. The clothes wouldn't be salvaged. Torn, ripped and tosses away so that they could feel more freely, be closer in every way imaginable, and it worked.

Skin-on-skin, lips-on-lips, it was hard to tell where Riley ended and Loki began. And those sounds.. Breathless moans, growled names, sounds of pleasure, and aggression, demanding more as flesh is abused with bruises and bite marks, scratches and welts.

This wouldn't change anything, maybe for the moment, maybe while they are too consumed with lust and too high off the thrill of claiming their realms at each others expense.

But that was all, that's what Riley told himself. This was a momentary lapse in judgement that he would indulge in. That once this moment was over they'd go back to snarky comments, plotting, and ruthless take-overs.

Then again, that's what he'd said to himself when he first let Luke in. Now look where they were.

"Kiss me you idiot."

As far as he knew, Amy didn’t like him all that much, He was just the next step up from Lucifer. He was a little surprised when She’d demanded him to kiss her, but he showed nothing but arrogance and confidence. He was already close, his hands going for her hips, pushing her against the wall, not caring to be gentle at all.

At his words she slowly looked at him, trying to keep the snarl from escaping her. Instead she fixed him with a sultry glare. “He’d rip the heart from your chest.” Was her simple answer, before she shoved him back from her, hands reaching up to her back. “Now stop talking.”

Riley raised a brow at her reaction, it was rather unexpected. Then again, hell had it's ways of changing people, never for the better. But It was better for Riley right now. He gave a snort "He'd try.."

Allowing himself to be pushed back, he let his gaze run over her frame as he obeyed her command, not saying another word, only pulling his shirt over his head and moving back towards her.

"Where were you?"

"Wherever I damn well wanted to be."

The former huntress smirked, tilting her head to the side. “It’ll be my pleasure.” After all, Luke was someone she trusted as well. Of course she had refused the offer, locked the Nephlim in a ring of holy fire and tried her very best not to kill her, at least not until she got the okay from Riley. So she’d return to where she left the female crossbreed and finish what she had started. “Unless you’d like to do it yourself.”

He liked Amy, she was a good soldier, wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty, and wasn't willing to risk Lukai's life. He wasn't sure if it was because Riley would kill her if she even considered it or if she genuinely cared about Lukes well being, either way. It was good to know. The Fallen glanced up at her offer, raising a brow. He'd all but decided to let her do it. But how could he pass it up?

"Or we can both participate... Wings come in pairs. Where is she?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

As far as he knew, Amy didn’t like him all that much, He was just the next step up from Lucifer. He was a little surprised when She’d demanded him to kiss her, but he showed nothing but arrogance and confidence. He was already close, his hands going for her hips, pushing her against the wall, not caring to be gentle at all.

In all honesty, she wasn’t sure why she demanded the kiss, she didn’t like Riley, that was true. He was everything she hated, what she killed most of her life. Not to mention he had taken her from her daughter and Sasha. But here she was, pressed against a wall, his body pressed to hers and the girl didn’t bother to stop him, why would she? She started it after all. So she just let it happen, pressing back against him, returning the aggressiveness he has shown, teeth clashing together to nip at his lower lip.

He'd always knew she'd be an aggressive one, she was aggressive with everything else, so of course she was. Probably all that pent up anger, her hatred for him and what he was. It made sense. Grinning at the girl as she nipped at his lips he pulled away. "What would your dear Sasha say?" What kind of Devil would he be if he didn't make the best of this situation with a little emotional torture.

"Where were you?"

"Wherever I damn well wanted to be."

Amy watched him closely, contemplating on how she should tell him about the Nephlim’s offer. Finally she decided she’d just outright say it. “She wants Luke. Dead.” There, now it was out in the open. “So if that’s the case, why not give me permission to rip those wings off?”

Riley tensed at the offer she had been given. How dare a fucking mutt try and make such a deal? Lukai was not a piece to be played, he was Riley's. period. Glancing at Amy, he nodded. "Kill her." He contemplated going himself, watching her scream in agony as he tore her wings from her. "Slowly. And make it as painful as possible." He knew he could trust Amerie. She had more at stake than anyone else in his army. She'd do anything to get back to her family.

"Kiss me you idiot."

As far as he knew, Amy didn't like him all that much, He was just the next step up from Lucifer. He was a little surprised when She'd demanded him to kiss her, but he showed nothing but arrogance and confidence. He was already close, his hands going for her hips, pushing her against the wall, not caring to be gentle at all.

"Where were you?"

"Wherever I damn well wanted to be."

"Yeah, well close enough."

"I’m sorry, but she made me an offer I had to refuse. She’s pissing me off though, to the point where I really wanted to rip her wings off of her."

"What was her offer? And if you can't get her down here, you might as well rip them off. She's useless to us unless you can get her to join us." Riley sighed. This was getting stressful, Luke was still gone, and Amy was a handful, damnit.

"Where were you?"

"Wherever I damn well wanted to be."

"Just as grabby and creepy, but better. In some ways. Fine, we’ll see if you’re as trustworthy as you pretend to be. Yes, I found her, but if you’re asking if I caught her, no. There were complications."

"I'm definitely not as creepy as Lucifer."

"Complications? You've had plenty of time to recruit this Nephilim, Amerie."

"Where were you?"

"Wherever I damn well wanted to be."

"If I’m correct, which I’m sure I am. Then that would mean you’re like most demons, or whatever you want to consider yourselves, and you’re not planning to let me go home anyways. But if you insist. I was trying to find that Nephlim you wanted.”

"Calm down, Princess. If you hold up your end of our deal, then I'll hold up mine. When I get what I want, when I rule. You get to go home. Till then, you are mine. And trust me, better me than Lucifer, You know that very well. Now, Did you find the Nephilim?"

"Where were you?"

"Wherever I damn well wanted to be."

"You know thats not how our deal works, Amerie. Unless you no longer want to go home to your happy little family anymore? By all means we can arrange for you to stay here for as long as you'd like."