Hey everyone! How are you all doing today? Good, I hope :)

Well, it's that time again. I am back again with another fanfic!.

This idea suddenly hit me last night so I quickly wrote it down in my notes and here we are.

I fully fledged out the story and I hope that it doesn't disappoint.

Well, it isn't actually a story, more of a cute, one-shot/drabble of some sorts. But oh whatever take your pick X)

As usual, I apologize in advance if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes. English is not my first language.

I also apologize if there is any occ-ness!.

Furthermore, I do NOT own The devil is a part-timer!.

Authors Note!: I know that Lucifer and Crestia Bell are more known as Urushihara and Suzuno but I'll just be calling them by their real names for this whole fanfic. So please, keep that in mind. Thank you in advance :)

Now, with all of that out of the way let's begin x3

Rated: T

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The apartment was silent except for the sounds of Lucifer typing on the keyboard of his laptop and Crestia her knife hitting the wooden cutting board. The two shared a comfortable silence that either of them didn't mind. They weren't particularly close but they could stand each other, unlike a certain red-haired hero.

Crestia frowned, causing her cutting to temporarily stop midway. She didn't understand why Emilia still had a problem with their demon companions. In Crestia her eyes they had pretty much proven themselves when they fought Sariel, protecting the people of this city and even Emilia herself so why?. Why did she still hold a grudge? And especially against Lucifer in particular.

Sure Crestia knew what he had done back then when he first arrived in this world and that he had done some stupids things here and there but that was no reason to hate him. Besides he had good qualities too...like his wings...

The last thought made Crestia pause completely. Come to think of it, she had never really seen his wings before, let alone up close. Sure she knew that they were black but that was about it. She wondered if he would be willing to show her...

Crestia quickly shook her head, erasing her thoughts before resuming the cutting of the vegetables. What was she thinking? Of course, he would never do that.

But despite how hard she tried and how hard she worked she couldn't erase the thoughts of his wings out of her mind. She was drawn to them now somehow...she needed to see...

She calmly finished up the fresh bowl of ramen that she made for him and put it down beside Lucifer his computer on the small table. "Here," She said simply as she sat down beside him, folding her hands in her lap. Lucifer muttered a soft "thanks" without looking away from the screen. Not even acknowledging her.

The previous silence that hung around the small apartment resumed. Lucifer was doing whatever on that strange device and Crestia was lost in her thoughts. Debating if she should make a move or not.

In the end, she settled on doing what she wanted, asking him about his wings. She knew that this might be her only chance for a long time to come since both Mao and Alciel were out grocery shopping today. And who knew when they would be back...

Eventually, after more silence, Crestia decided to pop the question. Lucifer was in the middle of drinking some juice when Crestia spoke. "Hey Lucifer, can I see your wings?" She asked bluntly, her face as stoic as usual.

The sudden unexpected question caused Lucifer to spit out his drink, barely missing his laptop. The purpled haired demon general turned to face Crestia, a look of disbelief on his face. "W..what kind of joke is that?!" He asked, laughing it off soon after. But Crestia wouldn't have it. She was determined.

"I'm serious. So are you going to answer my question or not?" she said, frowning some. A look of determination clearly showing in her eyes. Meanwhile, Lucifer was still laughing, thinking it was a joke. But the moment he saw how serious she actually was, he froze. His facial expression becoming one of slight annoyance. "Well, in that case, my answer is no," he said somewhat harshly, turning his attention back to his computer.

She frowned more, clearly not pleased with his answer. Did he want to be that way? Fine. Two could play that game. "Fine. If you want to do it this way..". She then would quickly grab the fresh bowl of ramen, now holding it in her lap, her gaze firm. Lucifer wanted to grab it but she was too quick. She was one step ahead of him. " Come on, give it back!" He whined.

"No, I won't. I'll eat it myself unless you wanted to make a deal that is" she said firmly. "A deal?" Lucifer repeated. This had caught his interest somewhat. Crestia nodded before continuing "If you won't show me your wings out of your own free will then would you do it in exchange for this freshly made bowl of ramen?".

Lucifer slightly bit his bottom lip, going over his options. He never got to eat anything fresh, Mao and Alciel always gave him cheap convenience store noodles, nothing more. The fact that Crestia went out of her way to make this bowl of ramen for him was really nice, and he hadn't even asked for it. She was the only one who respected him...

He eventually sighed before nodding his head in agreement, giving in to her demands "I'll do it. But only this once so you better take a good look". Crestia nodded excitedly. Smiling once again as she put the bowl of ramen down on the table again. "Okay, I'm ready".

Lucifer nodded once again, closing his eyes and concentrating on his demonic energy. And before she knew it two beautiful black wings appeared on his back, barely fitting in the small space of the apartment. Some loose feathers fell down in the process, decorating the apartment floor.

Crestia could only stare in amazement at the beautiful black feathery wings before her. Sure she had seen angel wings before but his wings were nothing like that. They were even prettier. "Wow...so pretty..." she mumbled softly to herself but loud enough for Lucifer to hear. He quickly looked the other way, trying his best to keep himself from blushing. No one had ever complimented his wings before, let alone being so fascinated by them.

"Can I...touch them?" Crestia asked softly as she slowly reached out her hand towards one of his wings. This caused Lucifer his head to instantly snap back towards her direction. "No my wings are very-" But before he could even finish his sentence and warn her it was already too late. Her soft palm made contact with one of his wings, touching him ever so slightly.

"S...Sensitive..." He finished, somewhat squealing, unable to stop himself from blushing this time. His body shivering in the process. This caused Crestia to instantly retract her hand, clutching it to her chest. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," she said, her expression softening. Now she felt guilty. He shook his head, assuring her that that was not the case "N..No not at all. Like I said my wings are very sensitive...that is why I don't like people touching them".

"O-Oh...I see" Crestia trailed off, now looking down at her lap. Feeling even more guilty than before. "B..But..." Lucifer continued, his blush deepening somewhat. "Unlike most people, your touch was very soft...s..so if you'd like...you can touch them again..." He said, avoiding her gaze.

Taking in what he just had said she looked up, still somewhat in disbelief. Did she hear that right? "Are...Are you sure Lucifer?. You've already met the conditions for the deal...". He said nothing but simply nodded, confirming that he meant what he said before. Crestia smiled, clearly pleased with what she had just heard. "Alright...if you insist".

She then reached up again, with both of her hands this time, gently stroking the upper edges of his wings. This caused Lucifer his body to shiver and his breath to hitch. It was clear that this was having a huge effect on him. And dare she say that she found it cute?.

"Lucifer..." she said softly as her previous gentle touch turned into a whole relaxing massage, causing Lucifer to moan softly. She made sure to stroke, rub and caress his wings everywhere. The edges, the bottom, even the small spaces under each of his black feathers. Eventually, it seemed like her hands had a will of their own as they slowly crept under his shirt, gently rubbing his back as well.

The longer she went on the more he seemed to blush and the louder his moans got. Crestia bit her lip, preventing herself from letting out any unwanted sounds. Oh, kami...it was clear that he was getting turned on by what she did but now she was getting turned on because of him. Oh no...if this went on much longer could she stop herself?.

She was snapped out of her thoughts however when Lucifer turned to face her, now clearly showing her his flushed face. His purple eyes filled with both happiness, want and lust. "Crestia..." he breathed softly as he reached up, gently caressing the side of her face. She instantly blushed in return but made no move to stop him. Instead, she closed her eyes and let out a pleasing sigh, leaning into his touch "L-Lucifer...".

Once she felt him retract his hand she opened her eyes, only to find that his face was inches apart from hers. "Crestia...I...I don't think that I can hold back after what you did to me..." he breathed, face still flustered. She didn't need to know any further explanation to know what he meant. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck, urging him to go forward "I-It's okay...I was the one who started this".

"Crestia..." he said softly as his lips inched closer towards her, she smiled. closing her eyes and waiting for the contact. He inched closer and closer until...

The door of the apartment suddenly swung open, showing a proud Mao holding two big grocery bags and Alciel trailing behind him. "Alright, Lucifer we're back!. We brought you some-" But Mao instantly shut up and went into a state of utter shock once he realized what was exactly playing out in front of him. The same thing went for Alciel.

"I-It's not what it looks like!" Crestia said while quickly pushing herself away from Lucifer, hiding her flustered face with the sleeve of her kimono. "S-She's right you know!" Lucifer agreed as he moved back the other way, quickly retracting his wings. "S-She only wanted to see my wings! Nothing more!". "R-Right!" Crestia quickly agreed.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?!" Both Mao and Alciel shrieked at the same time, sounding like little girls. Their shrieks filling the quiet neighborhood.

'Crap!' Both Lucifer and Crestia thought at the same time. They would never hear the end of it...

The End.

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And there you have it!. That is the end of this fanfic. I hope that you all enjoyed it :)

To bad Mao and Alciel interrupted though right? ;)

Well, don't worry I might make a follow-up chapter with an actual lemon if you guys would like that. I was debating on making this a full lemon but decided against it in the end so that more people of different ages could read this :) But yeah let me know anyhow!. :)

Until next time!

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Bye bye people!~