Markham watched his newest angel walk in, and given how happy he was - he was pretty sure that he could float without his wings. It was kind of sickening really and this was an angel saying it! "What's got you happy? You find a way in with your charge?"

Brian laughed throatily and some of the more innocent angels blushed not understanding their reaction to the problematic angel. It was quite funny really and it also made you understand why Brian was, and continued to remain such a good friends with Lucifer. "It's easy he has already vowed to stop his more nefarious activities."

Seraphim Dunn was shocked, "How did you manage that?"

Brian tongue-in-cheek, "I'm good in bed!"

Romiel laughed, "They did not need to know that brother."

Brian had managed to pull off a contrite look somehow, "Erm, I'm sorry. What I meant to say is that Carter Verone is my mate."

Markham smirked, and best of all he'd stolen a soul for the light and got one over on Bilkiniel. It really was turning into a fantastic day. "Well congratulations on your mating. I hope you'll be happy for all eternity."

Romiel shuddered, "Rather you than me brother."

Brian grinned, "You know I think your other half is mortal food."

Markham shook his head, these two were certainly a different class of angels, but they were good. They were also the best at blending with their human charges. "So there are a gang of racers. They need guidance."

Brian and Rome grinned- the best type of assignment. "On it Sir." Romiel gave him a salute even, and they were off.

If the rules had been followed then Bilkiniel and Monicail should have left Brian and his mate alone. - Only they didn't.

Brian and his best friend Romiel hit the races, and they used the cars provided by Markham. Romiel, all credit to him, had picked the purple '03 Spyder Mitsubishi Eclipse. It had left Brian with the gold Mitsubishi Lancer Evo from the same year. They had seen a few eye their cars with interest as they drove past. A few were obviously eyeing up a pink slip challenge.

Brian shared a mischievous grin with his fellow angel before they exited their cars. They may be angels but they were far from being angelic. When they hit the streets Romiel turned back to Brian, a smile a little too angelic to be believed. "How are we playin' this? We newbies or out-of-towners?"

Brian shook his head in bemusement, "And I'm meant to be the naughty angel!"

It only took them leaving their cars for the leader, the local point man to introduce himself. "Hello and welcome; are you racing or just passing through?"

"Racing!" Was the chorused response and they let some of their real natural enthusiasm for the sport shine through, but they were careful not to reveal their forms.

Tej Parker was pleased, and a little curious about their level of skill. He asked the most important question, "Who will go first?"

Rome smirked, showing all the casual arrogance of any racer, "I will. I wanna show my brother how it's done." Tej could be forgiven for the look considering Rome was black and Brian was white.

Rome chuckled and offered only this for an explanation, "Brother from another mother."

It was doubly ironic when you considered that neither of them had a mother in reality.

Rome's race was easy, distressingly so, but Brian's was gonna be fun. Tej seeing what Rome had done astutely assumed that Brian was the better racer. It was worth it as Brian did not disappoint him.

Romiel watched in amusement as Brian toyed with his race. He was quick as he raced like he flew. It was gonna be interesting to see what the cocky racers would be like when they were the ones with egg on their faces. They had said some nasty things about Brian and his appearance. Rome had wanted to say anything but Brian had stopped him. He had a subtler revenge in mind – currently no one knew that he was going out with Carter Verone. Carter had promised to wind up the activities that could see him enjoying eternity with Lucifer, and while he had curbed those activities – he had not had a personality transplant.

It was obvious the minute that they left the start line that Brian was in a league of his own. It may have been mean but he waited until the last minute to open up his NOS tank. He won in style crossing the line in a flourish.

Tej had decided that he liked them and also seeing the potential to make money was a little friendlier. He went up and congratulated Brian – handing him some winnings. "That was awesome. You're like a bullet over that line."

The two friends shared a grin knowing the power of names; it was worthwhile having a name that wasn't your true one – names had power especially when you were a supernatural creature. The guardian angels were even more pleased when they were invited back to Tej's; the angels would work hard to see the crew right. They talked for a few hours and as it was getting late Brian decided to play a gamble – he turned to Rome, "You gonna crash with me?"

Romiel shook his head, "No chance. How you and your honey can make so much noise is beyond me."

Tej grinned in sympathy and he had a spare space that no one was renting right now. "Well you can crash outside in the boat out back."

Romiel didn't outwardly crow as that wouldn't be classy; however he did thank his new friend, "Please I don't need to know about Brian's sex life."

Brian pouted, "Fuck you. In fact I'm gonna go find my honey."

It wasn't a lie, Brian really did want his mate; their bond was too new to be stretched unnecessarily. He waved, "See you all later. Rome I'll collect ya in the morning."

Suki the crazy lady who seemed to be attached to Tej's hip waited until the pretty one left to get her gossip fix. She asked in curiosity, "So who is the honey?"

Rome played clueless, "So the first night we hit Miami he meets Carter Verone … they have been gone on each other ever since."

All of Tej's friends' eyes bugged out at hearing that the big bad Carter Verone was loved up. It just left them with a headache even contemplating the idea, and it was clearly more than a one night stand.

There would never be another one night stand again as far as Carter and Brian were concerned.

Carter was glad that his soul for the moment appeared to be safe, but importantly that Brian was his. He could feel the bond thrumming strong and powerful between them. He still wasn't sure what he had done to deserve an angel like Brian but he wasn't going to kick a gift horse in the mouth.

Brian walked up the stairs throwing back a sexy pout, "I am so much sexier than any horse."

Verone was in total agreement, "Oh yes but I do like it when you ride me."

Brian lip quirked up in a sexy half smile; although Carter was coming to discover that there wasn't a time that he didn't find Brian sexy, or have the urge to fuck him. He felt kind of naughty and like he was corrupting his angel.

Brian laughed outright at that thought, and let his wings spring forth from his back. He was gaining an awareness of his mate's kinks and would be ruthlessly exploiting each and every one of them in the near future. "Come on. I need a little more corrupting."

Verone raced up the stairs after him, "You little minx."

He caught up just as they reached the bedroom; he reached out to drag his angel close. He pulled him into a teasing kiss, and at the same time whilst he was distracted with his kisses – he started to stroke the wings.

Brian trilled in pure satisfaction and collapsed against Carter. The kisses never broke as they moved around the bed until they were at the bottom of it. Brian was too aroused to wait and he made his clothes disappear. Carter pouted at the fact that his lover had deprived him of the act of stripping him. However he didn't complain for too long as Brian was at his belt stripping him. "Want all of you."

Verone chuckled at hearing that statement - it was not like the feeling wasn't mutual for him as well. "Me too," he punctuated this with another kiss, "Always."

Brian's wings fanned out and then curled around them; cocooning them from the world. It was romantic and ridiculously over the top but too perfect to make even a sarcastic comment about. Carter though wasn't going to be deterred and he grabbed a hold of Brian's already straining erection and fisted it loosely.

Brian let out a breathy moan, "Still wanna ride you."

Tonight the idea of long foreplay was out – and serious need was in its place. Brian pushed Carter onto the bed, taking in the delicious view. He licked his lips at Carter's erection, and with his wings playing off the moonlight started to slowly crawl along the bed. He kept his eyes pinned on Carter; loving the way he could take in all the different ways he turned his mate on.

As he reached the weeping erection he couldn't help but briefly take a taste. His impish smile must have clues his mate in on something as he groaned in frustration even as he was bobbing his head down. He licked the head savouring the taste, before slowly swallowing him down – savouring the taste as he went.

Brian pulled off after only a few bobs and Carter didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was so aroused that he needed to be in his lover yesterday and Brian must have seen some of that on his face as he crawled up to reach his face. He leant down but careful of his body weight and wings. He nipped at Carter's bottom lip and Carter opened up to the onslaught. His tongue duelled with Brian's as he tasted his own essence in Brian's mouth. He felt something unceremoniously thrust into his hands and realised that it was the lube.

Brian heard the tell-tale snick of the lube opening and he sat up, straddling Carter and let his wings rear up. He felt the first finger enter him, and he groaned. His own body was helping prepare him as he was so ready to be penetrated. "More."

"Oh angel I do love when you beg."

Brian would have remonstrated that there was no need to be a smug fuck, but he loved all parts of Carter even the arrogant parts – at least that is what he told himself. Still that didn't mean he couldn't get a subtle revenge. He thrust back on the fingers, which had become two. "Love the way you feel. Love you stretching me … and the burn as you enter. Need you to fuck me … wanna ride you though."

Carter groaned his angel's mouth could be filthy, and he couldn't help but buck up as his mind presented vivid images off all those scenarios. He needed Brian and he slowly withdrew his fingers, and moved them to Brian's hips so as to move him into position for his cock. He gently thrust up, wanting this to be at his pace and not Brian's. Brian was beautiful as he let himself be taken; his wings flapped and bounced off the moonlight; as he accustomed himself to the stretch and feel of Carter in him in the most intimate of ways.

Brian was in heaven right now; this was far more powerful for him than anything he'd ever been involved in and he'd been around since before Jesus died. He felt Carter thrust up and pull out slowly. He wanted to move and thrust himself up and down, but his mate had pinned his hips –wanting to show him pleasure and Brian couldn't say no. Anyhow it was not like Brian didn't benefit from this turnabout.

Carter moved excruciatingly slow – he savoured each whine, moan and groan he pulled from his lover. He rejoiced in the intimacy of the moment but his own needs were starting to rise again. The need to thrust and bury and claim his lover was overwhelming. Carter knew that he would not be able to hold off for much longer. Brian though was perfect, "Give it to me."

Carter thrust up, burying himself in his own personal heaven. Some might call him sappy but he literally was loved by an angel so it was hardly waxing lyrical. "So damn gorgeous."

Brian smirked, "All yours. Come on ... fuck me!"

Carter would hardly deny his angel and they both set a fast hard pace - seeking their climaxes. Carter felt Brian reach his climax and groaned when he felt the come spatter his stomach. Any hopes of holding out were gone, he buried himself deep inside his angel and came.

Brian felt Carter finish and a little moan of contentment escaped him. He flopped down on top of him.

He was so happy and content in the arms of his mate that he would take on the world to keep it.

They were enjoying a lazy morning, as Brian didn't have a meeting arranged with Tej and the crew until later. It was the benefit of them being street racers - it leant itself to a nocturnal schedule. Carter heard a cell start on the sideboard by their bed. He was surprised when he realised it wasn't his but rather Brian's. What an earth did an angel need a cell for?

Still he was a good mate and happily handed the cell to Brian, his mate answered promptly, "Hello what's the emergency?"

Brian got out of bed and started to pace as he listened to the news. It was clear that he was not happy about whatever it was. "Are you kidding me?"

Brian snorted, "Yeah I know Sir and don't be nice to me. It is not your fault."

Brian sighed, and he hated the fact that he was about to go war against fellow angels but he had no other choice. Carter was his mate and he would let no one harm especially not Bilkiniel or Monicail.

Brian tried to be a good angel; he really did. However that patience was being sorely tested, and by father was he mad. How dare they? Did they not realise that Carter was his mate, and anything done to him was the same as doing it to Brian in the eyes of angelic law. Clearly they did and were willing to ignore it, or they were too stupid to know any better. He wasn't sure which option he preferred to be the reality, as neither was a comforting thought.

Carter pulled him into a hug, "Calm down, Angel. How do we get even?"

Brian pulled him into a downright filthy kiss - not very angelic in the slightest. And he grinned against his mates lips as he surged up to meet Brian. Tongues duelled in a desperate mix of arousal and longing. Brian pulled back when he knew his mate's oxygen was depleting to dangerously low levels. Brian had a million and one plans forming and discarded for not being vindictive enough. His boss might give him a lecture, but unlikely as the source of his ire was Bilkiniel.

Then he had a genius idea, in fact it was golden and Carter would get to meet one of his less stuck up brothers. "How do you feel about travelling?"

"Where?" He asked curiously, not one ounce of fear or suspicion as he trusted Brian.

"South, but you won't need a passport." Brian said as he pointed at the ground.

Carter couldn't help but show a little surprise, "You mean Hell? Didn't you want to keep me away from there?" He finished incredulously.

Brian rolled his eyes, "Yes, but Luci likes me, and he hates Monica and Bilkins. Now when you want revenge: Who better to have on your side than the devil himself?"

Carter wondered what it said about his life, that this should be weird but wasn't. I mean what does one wear to dinner with the devil? Brian had snorted and made a smart-arse response, "Prada!"

"Are you shitting me?" He asked unable to hide the disbelief in his voice. It was not like there was a standard protocol for meeting such as this one.

His mate shook his head, but couldn't hide the mirth in his eyes, "Really not. He'll get a kick out of it."

Carter trusted his mate, and he was more than happy to gain an ally in their quest for revenge. His lover may be an angel, but as he confessed he wasn't a 'good' angel. His stunning wings attested to that. When they'd first mated they'd been glorious shades of grey. Over the last year as Carter wound up his less savoury activities some of the feathers were turning white once again.

Brian himself was wearing black jeans, and a crisp white shirt. His eyes roved over the tan suit, and black shirt that was Prada much to his amusement. "See you look perfect."

Carter rolled his eyes, "I could wear a sack and you'd say I'd look good."

Brian smirked, and pulled him close, "Yep and I wouldn't be lying. I'm an angel you know."

Carter laughed, as he pulled his mate in for a kiss, "Sure you are. Come on let's go."

In a blink of an eye they were gone from the mortal earth and were in hell.

Carter looked around a place that had had so much hype. He took it all in in comparing to what he knew in the legends. It was warm, on account of all the fires. Still there was a warmth here in hell to him that to Carter didn't scream desolation.

Lucifer was impressed by his favourite brother's mate. Okay, so at the time he'd been a little annoyed that he'd lost the soul. Carter Verone had the potential to be one of his best lieutenants, but alas he would not corrupt his brother's mate ... And he still had the hope that he could tempt his favourite brother to his side. It had been going so well until he had his mate, but the situation wasn't unsalvageable. "You are impressed?"

Carter smirked, "Of course, then again I'm unlikely to tell the devil his home is horrible."

Lucifer definitely liked this one, "I like you. Come let's discuss revenge."

Brian smiled seeing the evil glint - most of the time he'd be worried but as far as he was concerned these idiots deserved every minute of Luci's attention. He would just have to smooth any ruffled feathers on Markham's side. Although considering how annoying Monicail and Bilkiniel were, and how badly they were behaving; he was pretty sure that Markham would turn a blind-eye.

They sat down in the palace living quarters. Lucifer may be resigned to living hell, but no one said he had to live in poverty. Brian smirked, "Love what you've done with the place."

Lucifer shrugged and whilst Carter would never stray, he could see why this angel had earned the name Morningstar, "Its home. Father makes me stay. He never said I couldn't redecorate."

Carter snorted, "I like it. Very homely."

Lucifer out and out cackled, "I adore your mate."

Brian squeezed Carter's knee. "It's why we're here. Bilkiniel is being an utter bastard."

Lucifer laughed before adding cheekily, "That's our father you're talking about."

Brian shrugged, "Yeah well you're the one grounded. Be nice. He is going after my mate because he is bitter."

Lucifer was in a whimsical mood, as he conjured a chair and white cat - He went the whole nine yards, "So tell me more."

Brian did explaining the initial disagreement with Bilkiniel over what he'd done with the Toretto's and his subsequent move to Miami. Brian gleefully told him about his first charge and how difficult he'd been. It was common practice for guardian angels to have identities in the mortal world - Brian's had been compromised as an LAPD officer, but Markham had seen him pick up a badge as a DEA agent.

The irony was that his mate's former bad boy ways were of use to him. The angels had to commit to their identities but since Brian had been in the department their success record had improved.

Lucifer sat back looking more satisfied than any movie villain, "Well, I'd say it is obvious. You need to let it be known that your boy is up to his old tricks."

Carter was suspicious, "And what will it be worth?"

Lucifer grinned, and it was the type of smile that could have sold you the moon. "Well, actually you and your boy will be setting a trap for someone else. Still, that part doesn't get leaked."

Brian laughed in delight. It was this type of thinking that made Luci his favourite brother even if he wasn't flavour of the month back home. Then again, Brian wasn't exactly the perfect son, which is why he was only too happy to spend his time with his mate on Earth. "You are an awesome angel don't let anyone tell you any differently."

Lucifer pulled him into a brotherly hug, "If only we were not brothers, and you weren't mated."

Brian laughed, "Nah you wanna be the pretty one in your relationships big brother."

Carter shook his head at the sibling banter, and he wondered how long it would take for his head to get around the fact that his brother-in-law was the devil. He knew it was gonna be a little while longer.

Brian had a plan and now he just had to convince his boss the guardian angel that the devil was someone that could be trusted – nothing small.