A Demon's Redemption R18+

Harlee POV

"Damn. Ash, why are you suddenly hesitating now?" I groaned, then looked into their eyes. Ash looked terrified.

"Oh God-I didn't think, you'd probably still be traumatized from earlier!" I cried out and let Ash go, pulling away and covering myself with a blanket. "I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry." I said softly.

"No I.. seduced you.. I don't know why I suddenly.. Harlee, I'm a sex Demon and you're my Mistress and now I'm suddenly afraid.." Ash's pale face drained of even more color. I cried out and moved to hug them, but then jerked to a stop, not wanting to scare Ash any further.

"Ash, may I hug you?" I asked quietly and they jerked their head in my direction.

"Please." Ash whispered, and the pained look on their face nearly had me tackling them.

"Were you able to feed alright earlier?" I murmured against Ash's thin, cool shoulder.

"I didn't try to seduce anyone, it was still too raw. I just Contracted out for other things. Quick jobs. I'm so hungry Harlee. I don't know what to do." Ash's tearful voice nearly broke me. I tightened my grip on them.

"There is something.. we can try.. When Zeev and I were having problems, we sort of let our consciousnesses get lost in each other. To completely open up and share like that, ti's amazing, but also, a little terrifying. You have to trust the other person completely, with every part of you. Because they will see every part." I pulled away from Ash slightly.

'You're already here.' I sent through our link. 'You already know me in my deepest thoughts. I trust you Ash.'

"Can you trust me?" I asked softly. Ash whimpered softly.

"I already do Harlee. I love you so much, and I want to show you all of me. Please, let's try." Ash leaned their forehead against mine and I nodded gently.

"You just have to take down all your barriers. All of them Ash. No shame. No fear. We won't judge." Zeev spoke from the door. I jerked a little. After he'd put up his own barriers, I'd lost track of him. Now he stood there looking at us with his arms crossed, a slightly grumpy expression on his face. I held out my hand.

"Zeev please.. Come do this with us. You can show Ash better than I, and I.. want you to be a part of it.." I blushed. There was a light growl from him.

"I'm covered in soil, smoke and ash." He responded.

"We don't actually care." Ash stated, sauntering towards him, nude, aroused. Ash grabbed Zeev's arm and tugged him into the room. There was a loud click as the door shut behind them. "Strip." Ash instructed, tugging at Zeev's belt, while I watched for a moment, frozen. I felt Zeev's and Ash's barriers begin to slip as my own mind began to get lost in theirs. I slipped from the bed, letting the sheet fall behind me. I helped Ash pull Zeev's shirt over his head while Zeev tugged Ash's consciousness forward, showing them how to let go of all the things they were afraid to share.

"We love you Ash." The words reverberated inside and outside of our collective minds. I don't know who spoke them, who thought them, but we all felt them, and meant them, and they were true for us all. Ash's tears fell on my cheeks as they were finally able to let go of of their fear of abandonment and rejection and loss. Suddenly Ash felt home, and the feeling resonated in all of our chests. Things were finally right. For all of us. Zeev scooped Ash up and dropped them on the bed before depositing me next to them. I lost myself in who was kissing who, whose tongue was tasting which body, which person's love I felt resonating in which chest. The sweet flavors of honey, cinnamon and pumpkin blended together in my mind with the outpouring of love, and my heart felt full. And then the lust of the Incubus hit us all, the feeling of drawing on that lust swiftly followed, and we took a collective breath as suddenly every touch was intensified, and every desire was stronger, oh and the things this-no whose body wanted to do to whose? Nobody cared anymore. Suddenly thighs were being spread and two bodies were impaled and all three of us cried out and Ash's calls of love were heard above all, and we could all feel it feeding us, the lust, the love, the emotion, as Ash drew it in. We tumbled to a heap and the connection slowly severed. Ash was still sandwiched between Zeev and I, still riding our the rush, feeding off the remaining lust with little moans and gasps.

"I love you two." I whispered, and Zeev chuckled.

"Yeah, I just figured out I love you both as well. Hell of a shock." Zeev responded. Ash hummed.

"I'm just so happy!" Ash cried, nuzzling their face into my hair. "I love you both too." They said softly.

Zeev POV

The Angel stood in the middle of the 'Angel trap' as Sands was calling it. Really it was nothing more than a set of wards against creatures of the Divine. She was incapable of crossing them, and to be sure she couldn't take to the skies, Sands had set up a nice little chicken wire cage, about 6 feet tall and 4 feet wide. He'd had us burn the symbols into it as well, almost at an insanely microscopic level. He'd then been delighted to learn that he apparently stood 'outside' the realm of Divine and Demonic at present, capable of crossing the wards for both Angels and Demons, which might actually come in handy later.

"Why?" The Angel asked again, arms crossed. I rubbed my face. I'd had enough of this.

"Sands, let me show her." I repeated.

"Don't you dare try to infiltrate my mind, Demon! I admired you once-but you chose to Fall and-"

"Did anyone ever tell you why?" I asked softly. She blinked, then shook her head.

"I got tired of killing innocent people. For Heaven." I said quietly. She jerked like she'd been slapped.

"That's. I mean.. There's no way.." She spluttered.

"It happens more than you'd think." Sam told her calmly, his arms were crossed as well, but his expression had gentled. Sands' face looked grim as he nodded once in agreement.

"We're not trying to convert you, but, let me share our feelings at least, let me show you what we've found here, and then you decide if you feel you should really report us or not." Sands entreated, holding a hand against the cage door. There was a brief moment of hesitation and doubt on her face.

"No." Came the stubborn reply. I threw up my hands.

"Screw this." I proclaimed, stalking towards the Angel.

"Zeev please!" Sands cried. I ripped open the wire cage and took the Angels head in my hands. She struggled to fight back, but then I let loose with the emotions Harlee and Ash inspired in me, that they had shared with me just this afternoon. I shared with her our love. The anger and hatred on her face faded to one of fear, then wonder. A single shimmering tear slid down her face as I let go of her and backed out of the cage quickly, shutting the door.

"What was that? I've never experienced anything like it before." The Angel asked me softly.

"That is the human emotion love. It's not like ours. It's.. wilder, stronger in some ways, painful at times, and can be all-consuming. But that's just a taste. Let Sands show you our life here. We're not enemies of Heaven. We want nothing to do with Heaven or Hell. We just want to live out our lives. In peace." I answered. She looked at Sands.

"Is this the love you feel too?" She murmured.

"It's not as strong as Zeev's. A mere echo, but it is enough to burn within my chest like a living thing, demanding all of my attention and concern. Harlee, our family, this is my life now. I cannot imagine giving any of it up." Sands replied. I heard a grunt of agreement from Sam.

"You too?" Asked the Angel, shocked.

"Harlee... does not desire power, wealth or fame. Her Bonds are full of a desire for peace, a fierce love.. understanding.. I did not expect.. but yes, even I was affected." Sam replied.

"Show me." She demanded of the Fallen Arch Angel of Death, and we crowded around her, one at a time sharing our memories with her. She shed tears of joy, sadness, fear, love, and in the end simply stared off into the heavens.

"No. Harlee, and you 'Zeev' as you call yourself now, are not the threat to Heaven you are believed to be. It seems Harlee has come to terms with losing half her soul, and yet somehow it doesn't seem as though she's lost much at all in the end. The way she seems suited for each of you, for one reason or another.... Zeev-she calmed you when nothing else could. Sands-she was a comfort to the comfort bringer. Sam-Sir, she understood your plight like no other has. And yet, despite all of your combined powers, she has asked little to nothing of you. I have delivered too many messages over time, too many strategies, not to see a pattern when it presents itself. It's almost like someone out there put her in your path to see if she could redeem Demons." The Angel focused on the house again while we looked at each other warily. "I must think on this. I won't get in Heaven's way if they're trying a new tactic to neutralize Demons. It seems to be working." We shared another quick glance.

"Then your report?" Sands asked.

"No, I won't say anything to my superiors. Just that you've gone pretty far underground and I'll continue to search or something similar." She waved a hand absently. "Do you think I could talk to Harlee before I left?" Once again the three of us exchanged a nervous look.