Delighted
She doesn't know why today is the day she's gives in. It's been months of him in her stratosphere, floating here and there and everywhere. He hasn't done anything special, except save her life but that's not too new, is it? Lucifer swoops in, avenging angel, fire and brimstone in his eyes. The self-proclaimed criminal overlord holding her hostage shits his pants, literally, before running willingly, into the arms of the LAPD. She's a little bit dopey from whatever they gave her but she has enough of her wits to offer her rescuer a thank you smile. His stern façades breaks into something…gentle and Chloe supposes that's what does it. The minute she's free, her arms around his neck, squeezing as tight as she can, whispering words of gratitude.
Inside something bubbles up, something that feels like adoration, maybe even god- forbid – love - but she doesn't give it a second thought.
She leans away just enough to cup his cheek, takes a moment to meet his gaze. Closes her eyes.
Chloe Decker kisses Lucifer Morningstar.
He hesitates for a fraction of a second,which she'll chalk up to shock and then his hands fall to her waist, pulling her closer. There's no pressure, no rush to make this more than it is. It's Chloe kissing Lucifer and yes, they should have done this a million times before. She pulls back to rest her forehead on his chest.
"Detective?" His heart is pounding beneath her.
"You did good today, Lucifer." He lets out a bemused chuckle.
"That sounds oddly self-serving. But as always, it's my pleasure." He lowers his voice."Besides, we can't have the seedy underworld of LA thinking they can kidnap a detective and get away with it."
"Not when this devilishly handsome man will rip them limb from limb." Lucifer suppresses a delighted shiver at her words. He presses a kiss to the crown overhead.
"Come on, love. Let's get you back home."