I riffled through my spa day clothes Lucifer had added to his closet and chose an outfit. I dressed and waved a portal to my office.

As soon as my portal closed, Charles was entering through the door.

"Have you had any news about Laz?" he wanted to know.

"Nothing new. However, Lucifer and I think we know a way I might be able to help him. Did he ever tell you about how I restored his powers when he was retiring?"

Charles shook his head. I explained how I could give energy to a lover and planned to send him energy remotely.

"Sounds a little iffy, but I'm willing to take anything that might be useful."

"Agreed," I nodded. "Now, I hate to ask, but how much can I ignore my job right now, so I can focus on Azza, Laz, and Nyx?"

"We are pretty autonomous, actually. The top-tier can handle all but the most important collections, which only come about once a week. The three I sent you today, for example, I can handle."

"Okay, do that. What should I know about Nyx?"

"Her powers have not been reinstated, and she, at least on the surface, is behaving. However, we know that she has people on the inside."

"Or, she is compelling someone from the outside to help."

Charles rubbed his face. "I hadn't thought of that. Shit." He texted someone. "I let our IT team know."

"We need to assess Laz's location to see what we can do about orchestrating a rescue. That's what Lucifer and I will be working on."

"I want in on that. Laz and I have been friends for a long time now. I owe him a couple of times over."

I nodded. "You got it."

His phone vibrated, and he checked it. "Time for a collection. Keep me informed?"

"Of course."

We each waved a portal, him to the collection and me back to Lucifer's bedroom.

I texted Lucifer.

~

Me: Are you ready to try and help Laz?

~

His answer was to step through a portal.

Every emotion I'd pushed away crashed in, and I needed him. I scrambled into his arms, and he unfurled his wings to wrap me up.

"I love you, Olivia. More than you probably know," he revealed, breath hot on my skin as he held me.

My answer was to kiss him, drawing him out to me with my wanting. "Let me feel you inside me, Lucifer," I pleaded. "Love me?"

"I will love you in any way you wish, Olivia, only let me taste you first."

"Yes."

He carried me to the bed and pulled me on top of him as he furled his wings. I straddled his hips as he softly snapped away my clothing one piece at a time so he could run his hands along my bare skin. He had me gasping with each new exploration.

Once naked, he brought me higher until he could bury his face in me as he wanted. He taught me to ride him, controlling his breath with my pleasure. Soon, I was whimpering as much as he moaned.

He tapped out, and I lifted, giving him room to breathe. "Let me inside now, Olivia."

I crawled back down his body until I found him waiting for me. In one fluid motion, I took him in and set up a rhythm for the two of us that he matched easily. I could feel him getting harder and knew he was close.

"Come for me, Lucifer. Let me ride you until you fill me, then do it again."

"Take anything you want from me, Olivia," he answered, breathing my name.

I paused, sitting up so that I could reach myself. I needed to build my energy to attempt to help Laz. As I worked, building my pleasure, Lucifer helped with small movements of his hips and the warmth of his exploring hands.

I stopped when I was close and went back to fucking my love, riding him until he cried out my name again, adding a swirl of energy to my own. I repeated this for as long as I could stand, slowly filling myself with what we made together.

"Take yourself over, love. Please. Let me feel you around me," he begged.

"Help me do that, Lucifer," I invited.

Quicker than I could follow, he flipped me on my back and arranged my hips, so he went deep.

I moaned as I worked to get myself off while he slipped into me over and over. As my body tensed, I envisioned the crystal door between Laz and me. I couldn't see through it; it had turned to dark, smokey quartz. I leaned on it, ready to throw it open when I orgasmed, praying that he'd be there to receive what I had to give.

"I love you, Lucifer," I cried as I got close.

"I know, love. Give him what you have."

I came in a great rush of energy that blasted open the door and searched him out when I screamed his name. I found him at the bottom of a great pit, broken and bruised but alive. I drilled my power into him and fed him everything I was.

Olivia...

I gasped awake. "Laz?" I smelled roses. "Azza!"

Lucifer clutched me to him and shook with great sobs, weeping great tears.

"Lucifer!" I wrapped myself around him. We were alone on his beautiful bed in his private chamber, yet the unmistakable scent hung in the air.

Our phones dinged at the same time, an unusual occurrence. I reached for mine and gasped, my stomach exploding in butterflies at the text I saw.

~

Azza: Feed him. Trust me. Love you.

~

I showed Lucifer. He immediately checked his. He showed it to me.

~

Azza: Sovereignty Before Authority.

~

As we watched, it faded and disappeared as if it had never been. The one on my phone was gone, too.

"What's going on, Lucifer?" I asked as I pulled him back to me. He laid his head in my lap and wrapped his arms around me.

"I do not know, Olivia, but it is obvious things are not as they seem."

There were so many unknowns. Lucifer was quiet as my head swam. I realized that he needed some care.

"Hey, come in the shower with me and let me wash you?" I asked. "Then, I need food."

He nodded, and I spent time paying attention to him. He seemed listless, and I worried, so I doted on him.

Done in the shower, and each of us dressed in loose-fitting, comfortable clothes, he drew me into his arms. "Do we have to leave here? The bedroom?" He pushed a curl from my face.

"Of course not, love. Not right away. I do need to eat, though."

"What do you want?"

"Something simple. As long as I'm with you."

He snapped, and the wall with the fireplace became a wall of stained glass windows framing french doors. They led out into a sunny garden where he had created a picnic under the bows of a weeping cherry tree in full bloom. "Come, Olivia, let me feed you, then love you again?"

I smiled at him. I was beginning to get anxious about going to the beach cottage and seeing Deirdre. I didn't want to rush him, though, and I reminded myself about the time factor of being in Hell. I let him lead me to the picnic.

He fed me and then loved me many times over the next day and night. When I tried to give him power, he refused it and fed it back into me, playing with it, rolling me with it. On the second day, I half-heartedly protested his morning advances.

"Once more? Once more, Olivia, and then we will go and face the world."

He rocked me, slow and sweet, under the cherry petal snow until I whimpered his name as I came for him yet again. He made no moves to satisfy himself, only interested in ensuring I was replenished for later when we would feed Laz again.

"Once we go to the cottage, love," he reminded me as he held me after, "time will resume its normal trek. We do not know how often we will need to feed Laz. Can you sense his need?"

"I don't know." I closed my eyes and concentrated on the door. It was locked and still cloudy and dark, and I could sense... something. But, it wasn't enough to make any kind of judgment that I could tell. I explained it to Lucifer.

He scowled. "Well, we know that Nyx must be in the physical realm unless Azza has taken her back to her true home. She can not get there herself without her full powers."

"Where is her physical home?" I asked, curious.

"She owns an Island off the coast of Greece. It has been developed as a private tourist spot, specializing in... alternate activities."

"Ah. An orgy vacation, then?" I'd have laughed if the situation wasn't so dire.

"Yes, precisely. It is the perfect cover for a Fallen Angel with the sexual prowess of a god. He has the potential to entertain her."

I sighed. "Not that I don't like sex, but how did life become nothing but?"

He smirked at me. "The moment you said yes to Azza, love. It simply cannot be avoided with him. Hence why he fell."

I started to laugh but slid into sobs. "I miss him so much, Lucifer. What are we going to do if he belongs to Nyx?"

He stroked my hair, comforting me. "Shh. We will get him back, and Lazarus, too, love. She cannot have them." He touched my face, then gently kissed me.

I sat up, frustrated. "How? How are we going to get them back, Lucifer?"

He sighed. "I am not yet sure, Olivia. We will find a way. Now, come on, let us get ready for the beach."

He stood and offered a hand. We dressed, and I opened a portal in the bedroom of my cottage. It was late morning. I texted Deirdre.

~

Me: We're here! Where are you?

Deirdre: We're on our way. Uzza says about an hour and that your car is in the garage. Did you buy a new car?

Me: I did! You'll love it!

Deirdre: Can I drive it?"

Me: Ha! Good try. What do you want for lunch?

Deirdre: Crab legs?

Me: You got it.

~

Lucifer and I spent the hour replenishing the two cottages with food, drink, and whatever else might be needed. They arrived just when Uzza had said they would, and I hugged Deirdre for all she was worth.

She laughed and squirmed. "Mom! Cut it out! We just saw each other yesterday!"

After lunch, we all hit the beach. It was amazing to be under the sun and to feel the breeze. Lucifer and I enjoyed the shade of the umbrella while Uzza and Mrs. Hamilton took a walk. Deirdre had found a group of kids her age, and we watched them swim and play in the surf.

When she decided she wanted to paint, we went back to the cottage so she could set up on the deck. Lucifer snapped up more Adirondack chairs for Uzza and Mrs. Hamilton, and we broke out the adult beverages. I didn't realize how tense I had gotten until I had relaxed a bit.

I almost didn't answer when my phone dinged.

~

Amir: Azza is at Lazurus' loft.

~

"Lucifer! It's Azza!" I called as I ran inside, waving a portal to the loft and running through it. Lucifer was close behind.