Fallen Angels 4: Son of Morning by Auburnimp

Heat Rating: Fire

Content Warnings: GLBT-homoerotica, Happy for Now Ending

The past catches up with Lucifer.

The look of joy on Andriel's tear-streaked face was enough to finally convince Lucifer that he'd made the right decision. He shook his head as he thought about how they'd all hurt themselves so badly; Samael, Raphael and now Andriel. We're such colossal fools.

He crouched down by Andriel again holding his gaze with his own. "And having found you again, you think I'm going to let you go?"

Andriel's head bowed again. "I deserve only your contempt, My Lord."

Lucifer forced Andriel's head up by the chin. "No, you had no choice. My contempt is all for Metatron and Nathaniel."

There it was in Andriel's eyes, that same spark of hope after eons of despair. He opened his mouth but no words were forthcoming. Smiling Lucifer kissed that open and inviting mouth. The taste and feel was the same and Lucifer groaned deep in his throat.

I've found you again, my Troilus.

Andriel clung to him like a burr and returned the kiss, at first hesitantly then more confidently as he relaxed in Lucifer's arms.

Lucifer pulled away after some while and smiled at his long lost love. "How much do you remember, Andriel?"

"Everything, My Lord."

"Then you remember what pleased me?"

Much to Lucifer's delight, Andriel flushed bright red. "Oh yes, My Lord."

Lucifer rose to his feet and sat in his favourite armchair. He pulled aside the skirts of his coat and unzipped his pants. "Prove it."