"I am so glad that Avery was pleased to have lessons with Malachai," Gwen smiled. "She said they seemed to go very well and she's looking forward to more."

"Yes, well, I hope she actually learns something," Steve said. "Instead of spending all her time distracting the poor man."

"Oh, I'm sure she'll learn a thing or two," Gwen replied. "Even if it's just one thing, I think we can be grateful. And she's opening up. That's good too."

"Right," Steve drawled. "Of course, dear. Whatever you say. And, speaking of people who will always fall back on old tricks...I hope you're ready to lose our bet because things with my son and Eleanor aren't going well in the other place either. I knew that once his wings appeared, it would ruin everything!"

"I think you're wrong," Gwen shook her head stubbornly. "I think this will all work itself out. Even if it's painful to watch for a while because this world is different! Are you so set on winning that you want them both to be miserable?"

"No, but you have to face the facts," Steve told her. "I don't want them to be miserable, which is why I set them up the way I did. And this could ruin that."

"Don't tease," Gwen told him and played with his hair. "You know it'll be all right."

Steve's eyes widened. "Not if you don't zap yourself down to that club and stop them from waking up it won't!"

Gwen's eyes widened. "Oh, my gosh, thank you!" She ran to the door and paused. "Before I go and keep them asleep, you are watching over their future son, right? No harm is going to come to the baby from them staying asleep for so long?"

"Of course," Steve nodded, speaking very seriously. "I promise. No harm is going to come to him."

"Good," Gwen nodded. "Then I can enjoy this. I'll be on my way, then."

"Right," Steve nodded. "Take care, and hurry back!"

"Oh, of course," Gwen nodded. "Can't wait to see how all this turns out!"

She quickly zapped herself to the club, then headed straight for the cellar, threw the door open, and strode down the stairs, putting a hand on the arm of a janitor who was staring at Lucifer and Ellie's prone bodies.

"I don't know what they're doing here," he told her. "Maybe we should get them to a hospital."

"They'll be fine," she said with a smile. "They probably just had one too many. Best to let them stay here and sleep it off, don't you think?"

"Well, sure, I-" The janitor muttered and then trailed off.

"That's good," Gwen smiled and patted him on the cheek. "You just run along now and leave all this to me. I promise you won't get in trouble."

"All right then," The janitor nodded, even though he still sounded skeptical. He didn't move and finally, Gwen just turned him into a fly and watched him fly out the open door.

"I wish I didn't have to do that," she muttered, then waved her hands over Lucifer and Ellie so they fell asleep again. "But some people just will not listen!" She put a blanket over the prone pair and pillows under their heads, then, smiling with satisfaction, headed back to Steve to see how Lucifer and Ellie's story would play out and just who would win the bet.

"I have to go in there," Dexter told himself as he stood just inside the penthouse elevator. "I have to go in there and get him ready for his appointment because he needs to go. It will be hard, there will be suffering, but it's absolutely necessary." He straightened up, took a deep breath, and strode purposefully out of the elevator and through the penthouse, to the bed where Lucifer was spread out with the lights off.

"All right, time to get up."

"No, thank you," Lucifer shook his head. "I'll stay right here. You wouldn't mind handing me another beer, would you? Or no, a bottle of scotch would be better." He burped.

"You're a pathetic mess right now, you know?" Dexter told him.

"Damn, you really know how to hurt a man, Dexter."

"Well, you are!" Dexter cried. "Stand up, if you can."

He couldn't, nearly falling over once his feet hit the floor. He was clad on in socks, boxer shorts, and a robe, which hung open. Both it and him smelled like they hadn't seen any sort of soap or water in days. "Look at yourself. How long has it been since you've showered? You need to go see Doctor Warren!"

"And pour my heart out to another woman? I don't think so," Lucifer replied. "I'm canceling, now and forever."

"Fine," Dexter told him and snatched up his phone. "If you won't go to her, then I'm going to make damn sure she comes to you. Because this can't go on. It just can't!"

"Fine, do whatever as long as I don't have to," Lucifer told him. "Doesn't mean I'm going to cooperate though!"

"Oh, are you sure?" Dexter asked then grabbed a mirror to hold up to Lucifer's face. "You can't say that you like living like this. I mean, look at yourself!"

"What's the point in being clean and looking nice?" Lucifer sighed. "No one cares."

Dexter scoffed. "I do because I have to live with you," he said. "Going to call the doctor now!"

He strode off and called Dr. Warren, hoping that she could come.

"How bad is it?" Selina asked.

Dexter ran back to Lucifer's bed, snapped a picture of what a mess he was, and then sent it. "That bad. What do you think?"

"Oh, my goodness!" Selina cried. "Are you sure that's him? I've never seen him like that."

"I know, it's a shock...but there was this woman and he screwed things up with her and now..."

"Now he looks like that?" Selina finished.

"Yes," Dexter confirmed. "Exactly. I know you're busy but he's refusing to shower or change clothes ever again cause he doesn't see the point. Could you come and talk him out of that? If not for him then for my sanity? Please? I'd be very grateful, because I know how busy you are."

"I can come," Selina assured him. "My last appointment just cancelled."

"Thank you!" Dexter told her. "Thank you so much!"

"And could I trouble you for a little bit of lunch?" Selina asked. "Something simple like tea and a sandwich?"

"Sure," Dexter nodded. "It'll be here waiting for you." She paused. "Just...can I ask what sort of woman would make him a mess?"

"Her name is Eleanor Mikaelson," Dexter replied. "She's a student at the witch university and they got together one night, but since then, she's kind of left him high and dry."

Selina scoffed. "Well, since she's a Mikaelson, that doesn't surprise me. They're all selfish and snobby and think they're better than everyone. Nice to see that personality type has been passed down to the next generation." She paused. "We are talking about someone who is a member of the first family of vampires, correct?"

"Yep, that's what the boss's research said."

"Poor guy," Selina sighed. "I know he's had a lot of relationships but he never is cruel about it. So sad he had to meet someone who was."

"You sound very bitter about the Mikaelsons," Dexter observed. "I know they can't be your clients because you wouldn't talk about them, but...how do you know them?"

"Well, I just...we met in passing," Selina said. "Silent auction. Elijah Mikaelson mistook me for a waitress and made me go get him snacks and refill his drink."

"And what did he say when you told him you weren't a waitress?" Dexter asked.

"He said that it didn't matter, would I do it since I was there anyway and I didn't seem busy? And then he outbid me for this lovely vase I wanted." She scoffed. "Asshole. He's just a know it all and I hope never to see him again." She paused and cleared her throat. "But enough about me. I'm on my way and I should be there in a little bit."

"Thank you so much!" Dexter said. "And your tea and sandwich will be waiting when you get here. Do you need blood too?"

"Nope, that's taken care of for the day, so just the tea and sandwich, thanks. Bless you, Dexter."

"Oh, no," he told her. "Bless you."

"So...do you have feelings for her?" Selina asked, her eyes locked on Lucifer's and a smile on her lips as Dexter came to set her lunch down on a little table beside her. "For Eleanor? Dexter said you two were intimate. Not that that guarantees anything but, since you ended up like this, there must've been some feelings!"

"Oh, don't be crazy," Lucifer scoffed. "That's like...that's like asking if I have feelings for you and we both know that's not possible."

"I don't think it's the same thing," Selina replied. She began to walk around the room, looking in all the nooks and crannies. "Interesting."

"What is?"

"Usually, it doesn't take me more than two seconds to find misplaced underwear or something from one of your overnight guests and I found nothing." Selina came back and sat down, crossing one leg over the other. "When was the last time you had a date?"

"It was...I've been busy," Lucifer told her. "Takes a lot of time to run a night club." But he was blushing furiously.

"You've been so busy, yet you had time to see this Eleanor, who's affected you so much," Selina pressed. "Could that be why you haven't had a date? You don't want one because you like her?"

"No!" Lucifer shook his head. "Can we not talk about this?"

"You don't secretly have her panties hidden somewhere, do you?" She asked. "Cause that would be really creepy and..." Selina trailed off as she noticed a piece of crumpled paper by the bed.

"No!" Lucifer tried to snatch it away from her before she could read it, but he missed.

"Oh, my gosh," She held it out. "Is this...is this a love poem to her? It's beautiful!" She paused. "You could pretend before that you didn't have feelings for her but this just...this tells me that's not true."

Lucifer scoffed and burst into laughter, even as he blushed an obvious scarlet. "It is," he said. "I think you've lost your mind! Maybe you should take some time off and go have a lie down."

Selina put her hands on her hips. "No. And I'm not leaving here until you tell the truth. It'll be good for you."

She stared and tapped her foot while Lucifer ran his hands through his hair and growled with impatience. She was about a foot shorter than he was, maybe a little more, but she was very stubborn and forceful. When she said she wouldn't leave until he confessed everything, she wasn't kidding.

"I was the one who messed things up with her," he said. "After we were together, my wings came back."

"What?" Selina spit out her tea. "You mean your actual wings?"

"Yes," Lucifer nodded. "First time that's happened since I had Dexter get rid of them. My angel side's come back, maybe, and it's because of her! So naturally I panicked and sent her away and...I felt so good with her, and now..." he trailed off.

"She brought out the good in you," Selina said. "Brought your angel side back. And now that she's gone..."

"Now that she's gone, I'm miserable," Lucifer bared his teeth. "There, I said it. Are you happy now?"

"Well, I think it's healthy you admitted it, but no, I'm not happy that you're miserable," Selina shook her head. "Of course not. But do you know what will make you feel better?"

"No," Lucifer shook his head. "At this point, I doubt anything will, but if you have suggestions, please share them."

Selina shrugged. "Well, I think that allowing yourself to be comfortable with how you feel about her will help. You know, because it's pushing all the feelings away that is making you miserable. Let her into your life, especially since she makes you feel so good. Do whatever you need to do to make that happen."

"You mean go apologize to her and bring presents so we can continue where we left off?" Lucifer asked, brightening. "If that's not letting her into my life, I don't know what is!"

"No!" Selina cried. "I was speaking figuratively! I didn't mean you should actually-"

"This is why I pay you what I do!" Lucifer exclaimed. "Because you're a genius! Thank you, Doctor!" He grabbed her and kissed the top of her head. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go clean up and dress because I can't make headway with Eleanor if I look a fright, now can I? And I have things to pick up on the way...chocolates and a stuffed animal maybe, and-" His voice trailed off as he headed in the direction of the bathroom.

"So, how are we doing?" Dexter asked after poking his head out from one of the doors. "He sounded cheerful."

"Yes, but he completely ignored me like usual," Selina sighed. "He thinks I said go try and woo Eleanor again, which I did not, and now he's gonna do just that." She paused. "On the upside, he's showering and dressing so I suppose that's a good thing."

"He's...he's going to try with Eleanor again?" Dexter's jaw dropped. "The girl he kicked out of his room after she had her sexual debut thanks to him? I don't see this going well. He's still fragile! Oh, not again. I can't go through his emotional mess again."

"Well, if it happens, you know my number," Selina told him. "And may I repeat that all I wanted to encourage was some deep thinking. This was not what I was getting at at all

"Yes, I'm sure of that," Dexter sighed. "And I do know your number. Thanks a lot."

Lucifer parked his car in the campus parking lot, grabbed a large box of chocolate out of the back seat, and strode onto campus, grinning and whistling through his teeth.

Everyone was staring at him, pointing, and laughing. He was used to being stared at, so that part didn't bother him. But the laughing and pointing was odd. That didn't matter though; he had more important things to think about: like finding Eleanor Mikaelson.

He thought he could do it on his own, but finally gave up, groaned in frustration, and stopped a group of young witches who were passing by. "Excuse me, ladies," he said smoothly. "Could you tell me where Eleanor Mikaelson lives? She's not out today, is she?"

"Oh, my gosh, it's you!" Cried one of the blondes, who then burst into giggles. "I can't believe you're here! As for her, she hasn't left her room for days, but she's a real wet blanket normally, so it's not like that's a surprise."

"And just where is her room?" Lucifer asked. "The building, please?"

"Room 13, ground floor," the young woman pointed. "But why you'd want to go there, I have no idea." She leaned forward. "Unless...maybe she's easier now. She slept with with you once. She'll probably do it again."

He opened his mouth to protest, his hands balling into fists, but took a deep breath to calm himself down. She wouldn't want this. If she knew he was beating people up, she'd probably hate him more.

So he took a deep breath and continued into the dorm, and, much to his surprise, he heard Eleanor's loud, clear, voice first off.

"I told you, Billy. I'm not going out with you."

"Why not?" Came a young man. "Is it that you're only a whore for old men?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Not until I show you what it's like to kiss a real man!"

At that, Lucifer's eyes went red, he dropped the box of chocolates, and sprinted in the direction of the voices, grabbing the young man by the throat and pulling him up off his feet as he tried to cut off his air supply as Ellie and the boy's friends watched, the boys in shock, Ellie in dismay. "That's not the way you talk to a nice young lady," he said. "That's definitely not the way you treat her. Apologize or I'll do worse than squeeze your throat."

But the young man couldn't say a word, and his hands and legs were flailing around as he tried desperately to free himself, something that seemed impossible, at least until his salvation came from an unexpected place.

"Lucifer, drop him," Ellie remonstrated. "Now."

"But why?" Lucifer asked. "He deserves to die for what he said and how he treated you and you're just going to let him go free?"

"Well, luckily for him, and perhaps for you, also, I'm very forgiving toward people who hurt me so please...put him down now."

He growled in frustration. "You're lucky," he hissed, giving Billy a shake. "I'll do as she says, but you and your friends better not so much as breathe the same air as her or lay a finger on her ever again. Am I clear?"

Billy nodded and Lucifer dropped him in a crumpled heap on the floor. Then, as they ran away terrified, Ellie threw fireballs at their retreating backs, making them scream.

Lucifer tried not to grin too widely as she turned to face him, her eyes narrowed. "Don't tell anyone I did that," she said. "We're not to use that level of magic in the dorms but I read ahead, so I know..." She scoffed. "Why am I telling you this? It's not like you care."

"Well, in that case, you know I would have done it for you, if you'd asked me since the last thing I would want is for you to get in trouble," he assured her."Although it was a very impressive display. I'm in awe." And he was, too. Enjoying immensely the fact that there was more of a rebel in Eleanor Mikaelson then she let on.

"Great," Ellie rolled her eyes. "Now...what is it that you want?" She began gathering up her books that had fallen on the ground.

"I just...I heard the way that cad was speaking to you and I thought...I just...I thought I might..."

"Rescue me?" Ellie snapped. "Be my knight in shining armor? Find a way to get me in debt to you so that I'll feel obligated to be your kept woman? No, thank you! In case you haven't noticed, I am more than capable of handling things myself and I don't need you at all. You can be on your way now."

"Just a minute," Lucifer told her and went to get the box of chocolates. "I picked these out for you. They're the best kind. Belgian."

Ellie took the box. "And you think you could bribe me too! Well, you just keep showing how dumb you are, don't you?" She grabbed a few chocolates to stick in her bag and stuffed one in her mouth, then dumped the rest on his head, making sure she'd swallowed the chocolate she was eating before she spoke again. "Well, you thought wrong!" She cried, some of the chocolate she had eating still clinging to her teeth. "Now get out of my sight before I turn you into a bug and stomp on you!"

And as Lucifer opened mouth to protest, buoyed by the fact that she'd eaten some of the chocolate, she turned on her heel, stomped to her dorm room, and slammed the door in his face without another word, leaving him with nothing to do but go home and plan. He'd lost the battle, but in his gut, he knew he would win this war.

"Where's the scotch?" Lucifer demanded as he burst into the penthouse. "Or the whiskey, or the beer..anything!"

"I'm guessing your meeting with the lovely Miss Mikaelson did not go as well as you thought it would?"

"No, it did not," Lucifer scoffed. "And no smart remarks. Just get me my drink!"

"Well, apparently being rejected by a worthwhile woman is making someone testy," Dexter clicked his tongue and poured Lucifer a double scotch. Lucifer gulped it down and ran for his laptop, quickly skyping Selina.

"Doctor Warren!" He yelled, completely ignoring the old woman on the couch across from Selina. "Doctor Warren, I need help!"

"It'll have to wait," Selina told him and gestured at the old lady. "Gertrude and I are in the middle of a session."

"Who is that, dear?" Gertrude asked with a grin. "Is that your young man?"

"No, it's my neediest patient," Selina said through her teeth. "But he'll have to wait. You were here first."

"And thank you for calling me a young man," Lucifer told Gertrude. "I haven't heard that enough today." He paused and gave her his sweetest smile. "Would you mind if I borrowed the good doctor? It will only take a second."

"I don't mind," Gertrude shook her head, falling under his spell as Selina rolled her eyes. "You young people do what you need to do. I can wait."

"No, you can't!" Selina cried, really not wanting Lucifer to have his way. "You're old! You could be dead tomorrow!"

Gertrude and Lucifer both gave her a look. "I mean," she cleared her throat. "I'm sorry. Lucifer, you have five minutes. Make it quick."

Lucifer opened his mouth to start talking while Gertrude pretended not to listen, but before he could say a word, Selina frowned. "You better have a very good reason for being so rude," she told him. "You know I'm more than happy to see you outside of our regularly scheduled sessions if it's an absolute emergency, but just what is so important that you needed to just interrupt like this?"

Dexter heard the chiding and began chuckling silently while Lucifer struggled to get out an apology. "I'm sorry, I truly am, but I just got back from my meeting with Miss Mikaelson, and..."

"Let me guess," Selina replied dryly. "Didn't go so well? Let me express what a shock that is."

"Sarcasm is not helpful," Lucifer shot back. "I bought her all those nice chocolates and you know what she did? She dumped them on my head! Let them roll all over the dirty floor!"

Selina put her head down, her body shaking as she struggled not to laugh, which was very difficult.

"Are you laughing?" Lucifer asked. "Is this amusing to you? Stop that!"

"Sorry," Selina got out as she looked up at him and tried to catch her breath. "I truly am sorry, but I have to say that even though I've never met this girl, I already like her more than her pretentious relative Elijah Mikaelson."

Lucifer scoffed. "Well, now that you've had a laugh at my expense, tell me the right way to proceed, because I truly have no idea. I've never been in this position before!"

"Okay," Selina nodded. "I know you'll find this very hard to hear and I very much doubt you'll actually do it, but in my opinion, the best thing to do now is just let this go. Step back, take a breath, and see what she does now that she knows how sorry you are. The ball is in her court now and she has to take the next step."

"Excuse me?" Lucifer asked. "Are you saying I'm at her mercy now? That my only choice is just to sit and do nothing?"

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "I truly think that would be the best thing. But don't worry, I am fully prepared for you to ignore me."

"I know you mean well, Doctor, but I think I have a better idea!" Lucifer exclaimed.

"Well, look at that," Selina clapped her hands down on her thighs and sighed. "He has another idea. What a surprise."

"I'll just spoil her more!" Lucifer cried. "Surely that will convince her of my devotion. And what woman doesn't like nice, pretty things?"

"Well, not many that I know of, but seriously, if the chocolates didn't work, what makes you think anything else will, especially in large quantities?"

"What a marvelous idea you had!" Lucifer exclaimed. "Thank you very much, Selina!" He looked down at himself. "Dear me, I look a fright, don't I? I'm going to go clean myself up and change. This is making me feel better already!"

He turned on his heel as Selina called after him. "No, Lucifer, that's not what I meant! Come back here!"

Dexter sighed and looked at her with sympathy. "Give it up," he said. "He's gone."

"I don't understand why on Earth he would think that's what I meant!" Selina huffed. "It makes no sense! How did he decide that's what I was trying to say?"

Dexter shrugged. "I stopped trying to figure him out a long time ago. Only his father knows, I think, if anyone does at all."

Lucifer parked in the university parking lot, but instead of getting out of his car, he just sat in it, gripping the steering wheel tightly. It had been two weeks, he'd lost track of how many gifts he'd sent Eleanor, and she hadn't sent a single word back. So even though it was the last thing he wanted, he'd come to tell her that he'd gotten her message loud and clear and she wouldn't have to deal with him anymore.

Finally, at last, he was able to pull himself out of the car and look at his reflection in the side mirror. Instead of his usual suit and tie, he wore neat blue jeans, a red shirt, and a black leather jacket. Hopefully much more approachable than the fool who'd been chasing after her before. Satisfied, he opened the car door one more time and took out a bouquet of lilies of the valley, one last goodbye present for her of her favorite flowers.

Heading inside, he expected the place to be bustling with activity, to possibly even hear another fight in progress, but he heard nothing. The dormitory seemed abandoned. Where had everyone gone? Was Eleanor gone too? Or what if something terrible had happened to her? What if that Billy fellow from before had gotten ideas in his head?

The idea filled Lucifer with urgency and panic and he sprinted toward Ellie's dorm room, knocking furiously on her door when he reached it, even though he was panting and exhausted.

Eventually, Ellie answered, arms crossed and eyes narrowed, giving him a look that kept him out in the hallway. "May I help you?"

"Yes, hi, um..." Lucifer got out, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to remember what he'd planned to say. Finally, he just handed her the flowers. "These are for you."

Ellie took the bouquet but her eyes were still serious. "All these gifts, they aren't gonna change things, you know. I'm not the sort of person who will just automatically be won over by stuff."

"Yes, my dear," Lucifer sighed. "You've made that crystal clear."

"And how did you know these are my favorite kind of flower?" She asked, holding out the small bouquet.

"Oh," he shrugged. "I just looked at your Facebook page. You list practically everything you like, don't you?"

"Right," Ellie nodded. "Yes, I do." She put the bouquet on the table.

"Where's is everyone?" Lucifer asked. "It seems like the whole campus has been abandoned."

"It's spring break," Ellie explained. "Everyone's out partying or whatever."

"I see," Lucifer nodded. "And why aren't you? Why have you trapped yourself in as glum a place as this?"

She shrugged, blushing a little. "I would have been home alone because Mom and Dad jetted off to Africa for some sort of medical thing and cause Mom wanted to go on a safari. I could have gone too, but..."

"But you would rather stay keep your nose in your books."

"Yep," Ellie nodded. "Exactly."

"All right," Lucifer sighed. "Now that I know you're fine, I won't take up any more of your time. I thought that Billy fellow from before was up to something which is why I rushed over here." He started to turn and walk away.

Ellie sighed and took a few steps toward him. " The gifts don't matter to me, but...when you defended me from Billy earlier, and when you were scared that he would hurt me again just now and rushed to check on me...that counts. I appreciate it, regardless of how I might have acted before. Even though I was a bit defensive...thank you."

Lucifer smiled. "Really?"

Ellie gave him a shy smile back. "Yes."

He turned and stepped just up to the threshold, not wanting to press his luck, all the while suddenly struggling to get a deep breath. "Just so you know, Eleanor Mikaelson, I would kill for you."

He made a slight movement and Ellie reached out a hand to stop him from coming inside the room."Don't even think about it," she told him. "I'm still very mad at you! Mad as hell, in fact."

"But?" Lucifer prodded.

Ellie shook her head. "There is no 'but'."

"Oh, I'm sure there's a tiny, small, minuscule 'but' somewhere." He took her arm and started his lips on a blazing trail up to her shoulder.

"Don't do that!" Ellie said and made an admittedly half-hearted effort to pull away. "It's not right!"

He smiled wickedly. "Well, isn't that the point, darling?"

"Well, no, maybe...I..." Ellie's breath was picking up, her body temperature was rising. And this was just from him kissing her arm. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like when he reached more sensitive places. Actually, she did have some idea and waiting for that was making her crazy.

"Oh, what the hell," she muttered and just jumped on him, beginning to kiss him furiously.

"Eleanor, do you want to explain...?" He began, looking a little surprised.

"No, do you want to stop a good thing?" Ellie asked.

"Certainly not," he shook his head and put her down on her bed as they began tearing off their clothes. "Could we really stop it though? It's like stopping a tsunami at this point."

"Right," Ellie agreed. She didn't need much in terms of foreplay. Just lips on neck, shoulders, and inner thighs and then before they knew it, he was buried deep inside her, over and over.

"Yes," she cried. "Oh, yes! How did I go without this for so long?"

"Beats me," Lucifer told her as she threw her arms around him and bit his earlobe. Finally, they they climaxed.

"Wow," Ellie panted. "Just wow."

"Are you done?" Lucifer asked.

"I don't think so...I think I need more. Lots more, don't you?"

"Oh, yes," Lucifer nodded. "So...we're completely alone here, are we?"

"Yeah," Ellie nodded. "It's just me."

"So...we have the run of the place. We could do it anywhere."

"Yeah," Ellie grinned. "We could."

And they did, on every surface they could reach. It even got more acrobatic the longer they went.

"Wow," Lucifer remarked at one point. "That was fabulous. I had no idea you could bend that way!"

"Mom and I do yoga," she winked and ran a finger down his cheek. "I'm very flexible!"

"Good to know," Lucifer grinned back and chuckled. "Very good to know."

Finally, after a good few rounds on Eliza's bed (something she would never know about), they ended up back in Ellie's own bed.

"Sorry," Ellie apologized, squishing against him and running her hands up and down his body. I know my bed's kind of small..."

"'Kind of'?" Lucifer winced and put his arms around her. "A mouse couldn't be comfortable here. I don't know how you stand it."

"Well, it's just what there is," Ellie sighed. "This place isn't much fun when everyone's gone. The food's terrible, they dial down the hot water so the showers are only lukewarm on a good day, and...and the sheets...Mom tried to get me really nice ones but..." she sighed.

Lucifer grinned and held up a fistful of sheet. "Is that why you kept the pink silk ones I got you?"

"Yes," Ellie sighed. "It's just...with midterms and everything, I was feeling a little...overworked and tired and like I needed some comforting so...I saved the sheets and a couple of the pairs of panties cause the ones I wore to your place before went missing...and perhaps that second box of chocolates too..."

"I knew you would!" Lucifer grinned. "Don't think I didn't see you eat the piece from the first box!"

Ellie sighed. "Don't consider this complete acquiescence, but...I suppose you've convinced me to...loosen up a little. Treat myself. It's a start. Thank you."

"You're welcome," Lucifer told her. "I know I've caused you a lot of trouble and pain but it's good to know it hasn't been all bad." He made a slight movement and his head hit the headboard hard. "Damn this bed!" He yelled. "Why is it so small!"

He gave Ellie a look. "I promise you that we'll keep any future trysts in locations of your choosing, but I'm begging you, can they be in a place with a bigger bed? I'm not at my best when I'm crammed in like this."

Ellie's eyes widened. "This is you...being bad? Holy cow!"

Lucifer sighed. "It's been a while. I could be out of practice."

"You could have fooled me," Ellie gave him a smile and pulled him close to kiss him soundly. "Now come here."

"Yes, ma'am," Lucifer chuckled and kissed her back. "I certainly will. No need to tell me twice."