Hello, Deckerstars! How was the first episode of the second season? I wonder what Lucifer's Mom is planning? Can't wait to watch the next episode! Lucifer/Chloe forever and as always, reviews make me smile and flames can burn in Hell. Happy reading! Oh, there's also a Princess Bride reference in this story, see if you can spot it!
Chloe Decker returned home from another day at the LAPD. She and Lucifer had solved another case where Lucifer almost got himself killed again. Chloe managed to get to him before Roberta could strangle him to death with the fireplace poker. When Lucifer pressed the taser gun to make Roberta flop like a fish, Chloe almost burst out laughing, but she restrained herself as officers came in and arrested the woman for murder. Note to Self: Don't take on big cases unless you're sure that you can handle it. Chloe thought tiredly. The detective dragged herself through her door, barely having the strength to close it behind her. She walked wearily toward her bedroom, thankful that Trixie is not home from school yet and collapsed on the bed, too tired to do anything else except sleep.
Suddenly, the phone started to ring. Chloe groaned as she tried to lift herself up, but couldn't. The phone kept on ringing until it stopped and the voicemail greeting echoed through the room. Hello, you've reached the Decker residence. Sorry, I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you! The infamous beep then rang out, hurting Chloe's sensitive eardrums.
I'm so getting Lucifer to punish the person who came up with that beep since he likes to punish people so much. The detective thought, feeling very much annoyed. "Hello, Detective. It's Lucifer calling. Yes, I'm calling you instead of "breaking into your house" as you so aptly phrased it." Speak of the Devil. Chloe thought amusedly as she shut her tired eyes and listened to the rest of Lucifer's message. "Just wanted to know if you're able to come over to LUX tonight around 6. Thought we could have ourselves a few drinks to celebrate after solving the case and maybe later take the party upstairs if you know what I mean." Chloe could practically see the tall, handsome club owner wiggle his eyebrows suggestively as he said those words.
"Anyway, do let me know if you can make it, would love to see you! There's also a box in your closet I'd like you to open. A gift from me to you. Goodbye, Love!" Lucifer finished saying before the machine cut him off. Chloe opened her sleepy eyes as the voicemail ended. What box? How did he get in the house and leave before I came back? Chloe thought as the sleepiness left her. The detective pushed herself up from the bed and padded over to her closet. She opened the door, and sure enough, there was a large black box tied with a dark red ribbon.
Chloe lifted the box off of the floor and placed it on the bed. She then slowly pulled off the ribbon and tossed it aside. The detective carefully lifted the lid and quietly gasped when she saw what was inside. There, lying on a bed of dark red tissue paper was the most beautiful dress that she had ever seen. It was similar to the one she wore to the auction when Lucifer was trying to get his angel wings back, but the color was midnight blue instead of black. Chloe took out the dress and went to her bathroom to change.
Moments later, Chloe came out of the bathroom with her hair and makeup done. She decided against wearing earrings because it would be too much. The detective then called to arrange a babysitter for Trixie and put on her black pumps. After checking to see that she looks presentable, she grabbed her keys and proceeded to head out the door.
Chloe arrived at the club around 6 and thanked the valet that offered to park her car. She then entered the club and searched for Lucifer. The man himself was sitting at the piano playing a song that she can't quite name. His voice echoed through the room as he belted out the song as the club's patrons listened in a comfortable silence. Chloe descended the steps and made her way toward Lucifer. "Hello, Chloe. So glad that you can make it." Lucifer purred as he sensed the detective coming up behind him. "Did you enjoy the song?" The former Prince of Darkness asked, a devilish smile on his face.
"Yes, it's very nice. You have an incredible voice." Chloe complimented. "I don't think I've ever heard you sing before." The detective said. "It's one of my many talents, Detective," Lucifer said. "Perhaps if you came over more often, I can sing for you if you'd like." The King of Hell said in a sensual voice that sent chills down Chloe's spine. "I would like that." Chloe breathed as Lucifer stood kiss-close to her face. Kiss him, Chloe! You know you want to! Chloe's mind chimed in. No, I can't do that! I'm still with Dan! Chloe argued. To hell with Detective Douche! You're separated! Kaput! Done for! Lucifer is the man you want, now kiss him already! Chloe's mind commanded.
Chloe then closed the gap between her and Lucifer and kissed him. The Lord of Hell was shocked at first given that the detective is immune to his charms. Who knew that mermaids could be such good teachers when it comes to singing? Lucifer mused as he tasted his detective properly. The two then broke apart for some much-needed air. Chloe, in her post-kiss state of mind, said, "I...I want you, Lucifer." Lucifer grinned like the Cheshire Cat and said, "Well, well, Detective Decker. Never thought I'd hear you say those words. Has Hell frozen over because I don't remember doing that." Chloe smacked his arm playfully as she blushed crimson. The detective then pulled Lucifer's head down and whispered in his ear, "Take me upstairs before I change my mind." Lucifer's grin grew wider as he took in the lust-filled look in his Chloe's eyes and said, "As you wish, my darling Chloe." He then held out his arm for Chloe to take and the two made their way toward the elevator.
That's chapter one! I for one could listen to Tom Ellis sing all day. I swear he should get himself a record deal or something. Question, should I write a second chapter to this or leave it as a one-shot? Hmm...decisions, decisions...