Lucifer flips the gun upwards too fast for Gabriel too notice, and fires. The shot sounds like it goes through the roof, but Gabriel yelps and curls tighter in on himself. He's trembling.

"Lie. Back."

Gabriel does. He spreads his legs, too- knows what's coming, even if he fears it. "Please, brother..."

"Raphael did once stay on the sidelines next to you," Lucifer says and moves in between Gabriel's legs. His hands are colder than the gun, trailing up Gabriel's inner thighs. "And we both know where he ended up."

"I'm not Raphael," Gabriel spits out, a flare of anger in the midst of all the mind-numbing fear. "I would never betray you."

"Open your eyes, Gabriel," Lucifer says, seemingly ignoring his younger brother's pleas.

Blinking his eyes open, dreading the sight, Gabriel squints at the harsh light of the room. His eyes locks with his brother's immediately, and he shrinks back from the Glock resting just outside his entrance.

"What were you talking about with Michael three nights ago?" Lucifer asks, almost mildly, and Gabriel flinches. "Oh, yes. I know of that. Michael is not the only one with spies."

"That had nothing to do with- urgh-" Gabriel fights the intrusion,but his brother is relentless and only pushes the gun in harder, faster. "Luci, it hurts."

"I know it does." But his movements grown gentle, his free hand trailing soothingly across Gabriel's abdomen while the gun disappears slowly into the younger brother's body. "Tell me what you talked about."

Gabriel swallows, tears gathering in his eyes. "I got money from Michael," he whispered.

Luci's eyes hardened, but his voice remains the same. "For information about me?"

Gabriel shakes his head. "No. I don't lie to you, Luci; I would never betray you." His hand clench minutely, half wanting his brother to take it in his own.

"Then why would you need the money?" Luci asks, hard, but the thrusting of the Glock is much gentler now. Almost hesitant. He's listening, at least.

"I'm leaving," Gabriel whispers, ashamed to admit it. "I can't stand being on the sidelines anymore, watching you two try to take each other down. I was going to move."

"Where to?" Lucifer asks, and he looks genuinely surprised. The hand with the gun stills.

"Brazil," Gabriel said and gave his brother a sad, shaky smile. "You know how I've always wanted to visit Rio de Janeiro."

Lucifer closes his eyes and exhales slowly. Then he pulls the gun out of Gabriel. "Sit up."

Gabriel does what he's told, a bit awkwardly since he's still handcuffed.

Lucifer's hand strokes away the sweaty bangs in Gabriel's face. He looks so lonely and vulnerable right now, as if he's the one completely at his brother's mercy. "You want to leave," he says, and it's not a question.

Gabriel leans into the touch when Lucifer strokes away his tears. "I know you will end up killing each other in the end, and I can't- I can't be here for that. I'm sorry, Luci. I love you more than the world, but you can't ask me to do that." He opens his eyes to look pleadingly at his brother. "I will do anything for you, but not this."

Lucifer trembles, just slightly, and then nods. "I won't. I won't." He leans over to kiss his brother, and there is nothing cold or reserved about him now, Just desperation and loss.

"I'm sorry," Gabriel whispers against Lucifer's lips, arching as much as he can to show Lucifer that this isn't something taken by force.

"You were always the middle child, even if you're the youngest of us," Lucifer smiles sadly, and draws back to rid himself of his jeans. When he breaches Gabriel, the younger brother is ready for it.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Gabriel keeps whispering as they rock together towards release, Lucifer clinging to him and Gabriel biting his brother's lip to keep him close. It takes neither of them long to come, and when they do their orgasm is almost painful.

They breath together after it's done, Lucifer leaning his head on Gabriel's torso. He suspects his big brother is crying, but he doesn't ask.

~*~