Fallen Angels 3: Unholy Trinities by Auburnimp

Heat Rating: Fire

Content Warnings: GLBT-homoerotica, Happy for Now Ending

Both love and war come in threes.

Samael wanted some answers and he wanted them now. He stopped pacing to lean over Daniel. "Why did you want me to bring Raph here?"

A frown of concentration appeared on the mortal's face as he thought about the question. "I'm really not sure, other than it seemed the right thing to say at the time."

Samael turned his head to stare at Raphael. "Why didn't you go to wherever home currently is or with Lucifer?"

"You told me I was coming here and for some strange reason it didn't occur to me to argue," Raphael said, appearing confused over that fact.

"Normally under such circumstances, you would have argued for going anywhere but here," Samael said.

Raphael nodded, deep in thought.

Samael tried it another way, a sneaking suspicion forming in his mind. "If I told Raph to leave right now, what would you do, say, or feel, Daniel."

Daniel had no hesitation in saying, "I'd argue for him to stay. I like him and I'd feel, I don't know, empty maybe, if he left."

Raphael leaned forward, frowning. "Those are strong emotions for someone you've only just met." He sighed in resignation. "No doubt about it, Sam, we're being manipulated to get along together."

Samael glanced from one redhead to the other, wondering how he'd got into this particular mess. "I could happily throttle Lucifer," he remarked.

"It makes sense for all of us to get on if there's likely to be a war," Raphael said.

"Yes, that's as may be, but why does Daniel have to be involved in this mess?" Any one of the angels, Fallen or Heavenly, could hurt the mortal badly, kill him even, and he wasn't sure if some of the Heavenly Angels would stop short of doing just that.

"The obvious answer is because he lives with you." Raphael was calm, unemotional, and it bothered Samael on levels that he'd rather not investigate. Manipulation accounted for some of what was happening but not all of it.

Damn it! Raphael should show some jealousy!

Daniel spoke up. "That's just it. I live with Samael but I'm drawn to Raphael too. That can't be to do with any war."

Samael shook his head and grimaced. "It's not. That's Lucifer making sure that Raphael and I don't fight with each other. The easiest way for him to do that is to make you care about Raphael."

"And vice versa," Raphael added before chuckling. "And poor Sam is sitting there wondering what he should do about it."

Samael glowered at the Air Angel. "Very funny!"

Daniel drummed his fingers on the arm of the chair. "For such powerful beings you two can be so obtuse."

Samael turned his glower on Daniel instead. "What's that supposed to mean?" he demanded. His temper wasn't helped by the fact that Raphael had chuckled at Daniel's remark.

Daniel merely shrugged. "I don't think anyone is manipulating any of us," he said. "There is nothing about Raphael that's not to like. He's beautiful, intelligent, sexy, need I go on?"

Samael knew all that about Raphael, and more, but the fact that it was his lover saying it made him narrow his eyes at Daniel.

"And I have to admit you have excellent taste when it comes to mortals, Sam," Raphael added, which made Daniel blush.

Samael's glare deepened and he lit a cigarette. "So maybe I'm the one who should leave."

Both redheads turned to stare at him. "Why should you leave?" Daniel asked.

"Oh I don't know, maybe so you two can get to know each other more intimately!" Samael jumped to his feet and started to pace as he smoked and tried to calm down. He wasn't sure which was worse, his anger or his jealousy.

Raphael sighed and stood up. "I think it's time I left, Daniel. Thank you for the bed and the breakfast, and thank you, Sam, for the clothes."

Samael spun round. "Sit down, Raph! Strange as it may seem that wasn't intended as an insult." He ran a hand through his hair not sure how to go on.

Raphael sat down again and stared at him, eyes wide. "Sam?"

"You honestly think I'm going to let you walk out again after ten millennia? Think again, Raph!" A choking sound from Daniel made him spin round to find the mortal trying hard not to laugh and failing. "Is something amusing you, Daniel?"

Daniel pulled himself together with an obvious effort. "I was just wondering if the bed would be big enough for the three of us."

All the anger seeped out of Samael like air out of a balloon. He found he needed to sit down again rather hurriedly as he thought about being with the angel he'd found again and the mortal he loved.

"I think we can manage," Raphael was saying. "Samael is known for liking large beds."

Samael found that he needed to be sure. "You both want this?"

Daniel answered by jumping out of his chair and wrapped his arms round Samael's neck. "I do if you're both sure I should stick around."

Samael wrapped his arms round Daniel but his gaze was on Raphael. Something wound tight in him seemed to relax as Raphael met his gaze and nodded a small and hesitant smile playing round his lips. "Yes, Sam, I do."