Time passes always faster, is always 'best', whenever sounds and chaos are at their loudest. Whenever Lucifer's pain is at its loudest. His last moan was low, the clicking of chains unnervingly discreet, as much as his ravaged pants against the floor. His raging breath… flickering bubbles on an extended pool of blood. (part2 - 'Evil calls Evill'). Two-shot.
Rated: T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 2 - Words: 7,436 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 7/29/2021 - Published: 12/27/2020 - Lucifer M., Chloe D., Eve