City of Sin

Indulgence III

***Once more, I own nothing of the show Lucifer or comics etc. ***

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***CoS***

The night was dark and cold, the wind bit against bare skin like a whip and a shiver passed through the young woman's body as she stood waiting. She could have chosen the nearby shelter made of plastic and metal for though it provided no warmth it would shield from the air that so viciously tore into her exposed arms, legs, and face.

Clothing fell to the ground, burning lips fell on skin, a name whispered from her mouth.

She didn't deserve it though, not the shelter and certainly not what little protection it offered. Thus, she stood waiting until a pair of lights shone in the distance, the soft rumbling growing louder and louder until the large metallic object stopped mere feet before her, the glass door sliding open with a hiss.

Her dress was on the floor before she even reached his bed, her hands desperately seeking to remove his clothing as well. She needed this, needed him.

Without so much as a word or nod the woman stepped onto the unforgiving metal stairs, up into the faintly lit transport lined with benches on either side. Sliding a credit card into the waiting slot she took a seat, alone, and stared out the window at the darkness outside.

Falling back onto the bed, she quickly shuffled forward, pulling down his pants and taking his cock into her mouth hungrily. An approving growl from above merely quickened her work, desperate to please him, desperate to have more.

The bus lurched forward, though she barely felt the acceleration, lost in her mind and guilt as she struggled not to break down.

"That's it, good girl" he praised, while gripping the back of her head, applying just enough pressure to begin pushing into her throat. "This is where you belong hm? I bet you would be a good little slut for Chloe too, wouldn't you?" It should have been a wake-up call to her senses about what she was doing, instead she merely tried harder.

For a moment she had thought about going home, about crying herself to sleep and dealing with the consequences in the morning, but she didn't deserve rest, didn't deserve kindness.

Without warning he leaned forward, fingers sliding across her ass and down until he found her wetness. Firmly lodged in her mouth, she couldn't have protested even if she wanted to when two digits pushed into her cunt, forcefully fucking her without a hint of pause or delay. "She is so much tighter than you are…" he growled, almost as if into her ear and mind. "Wetter, tighter, hotter…" Ella moaned under his touch and images he put into her mind.

Minutes passed like hours, time becoming irrelevant as she continued towards her destination. Somewhere along the way the voice she had tried to ignore growing up reemerged, but this time she did nothing but drown in it.

When he had enjoyed her mouth long enough, he pulled back, earning a gasp and a few coughs before gripping the lab tech's hips and tossing her further back. Rather than protest she quickly turned, pushing her ass up into the air with her face as low as she could get, silently begging him to continue.

'Look at what you did' it taunted, as tears began to form in her eyes, 'betraying your so-called best friend just to get laid. Was it worth it you stupid slut? Worth losing the one person who gives a fuck about you just so you could spread your legs and get fucked?'

Without fanfare or delay his cock was thrusting into her pussy, deeper and deeper as his hands gripped hard enough that she was sure there would be bruises forming on her hips. Once he bottomed out, the man withdrew, before slamming back in, the sound of sex filling the air as flesh slapped against flesh.

Not caring about anyone else who might be watching, or listening, she muttered a defeated 'no' to the mental assault. Once upon a time she might have tried to defend her actions, as she had done so in the past when choosing an option that might be opposed to society or the law, but this time was different.

"Look how submissive you are, just begging to be used." Morningstar gloated, reaching forward and grabbing her hair, earning a sharp gasp of pain and pleasure. "Moaning, begging, pleading… Do you think Chloe would be this desperate hm? Do you think she would beg someone else for pleasure or take what she wants?" Her mind was beginning to blank, barely able to understand the question much less form a cohesive answer. A more vicious pull, however, brought her back enough and implied that he wanted an answer. "Well!?"

'She's going to hate you, just like everyone hates you. She took you in, was kind to you, gave you a friend to lean on, stood up for you without a moment's hesitation and this is how you repay her?' She knew this, knew what was going to happen when she arrived. There would be confusion in her best friend's eyes, followed by anger, then hatred. She would throw curse after curse back at her, call her every name imaginable… and Ella deserved it.

"Take! She would take it!" Ella screamed in agony and ecstasy as her body exploded in orgasm, her vision going white as she felt him bottom out, pulsating as he filled her insides. It was her own fault though, at no point had she even considered asking for anything else.

The bus stopped, and she departed without so much as a glance back. Into the apartment complex she went, wondering how shitty of a society they must live in if such a wonderful person was stuck in such a shit hole.

Step after step, she went until reaching the door marked with a single piece of metal, three numbers engraved upon it. There she stood for an eternity, trying to work up the courage that she so pathetically lacked.

'Going to chicken out now aren't you?' the voice taunted. 'Just like before, just like always. Maybe you can pretend like it didn't happen? Call Lucifer a liar if she finds out, blame the alcohol you didn't consume or the drugs you didn't take. Maybe…'

She knocked before any further doubts could enter her mind.

***CoS***

It had been quiet enough that Chloe wasn't quite sure if she were still dreaming or not. Before she could fall back asleep, however, it happened again, louder this time. "Alright alright" she muttered into her pillow and practically fell out of bed before making her way into the living room to investigate who was knocking at her door. Just as she made it halfway, however, her mind finally caught up and realized the digital glowing numbers on a nearby clock.

Four in the morning, and someone was knocking on her door.

Eyeing the barrier suspiciously, the woman went and grabbed her firearm just in case. There weren't many people who would be up this early on a Saturday, and even fewer visiting her. Edging up to the door, to give herself any edge against a potential intruder as possible, she looked through the peek hole and blinked back in surprise the moment she did.

Why was Ella standing at her door so early in the morning?

As she opened the door, the question on her lips died. Her friend wasn't just standing at her doorway, she was standing in a short skirt and low cut top. Her makeup had smeared and her hair, messy. In that moment, the absolute worst images came to her mind. She had seen women, and men, in such states before and it was almost always after some sort of assault.

Horrific thoughts filled her head. Had Ella been assaulted? Raped? Was she in pain? She obviously needed to go to a hospital, what if the bastard had threatened her?

Now it was twisting rage that poured in, if someone had attacked her friend, she would rip their fucking dick off and shove it down their throats.

"I'm so sorry…"

The soft, almost whisper, ripped the blonde from where she had zoned out for a moment. Without wasting another moment, she grabbed her the woman, as gently as possible, and pulled her in before locking the door behind her. Guiding her to the couch she grabbed her phone before kneeling in front of her.

Ella was still apologizing, for who knows what, but the tears were beginning to start again.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. It's all my fault I shouldn't have…"

"Ella, listen to me, this is not your fault. I need you to talk to me okay? Are you hurt? Are you bleeding anywhere? I need to know what to tell the ambulance okay?"

The girl blinked. Ambulance? Why would the blonde… looking down, the lab tech's eyes widened in shock at her state, "No…. no no no that isn't… I wasn't…"

"Ella, this isn't your fault, I just need you to take a breath and tell me what happened. Were you… assaulted?"

She quickly shook her head, "No, no I wasn't I promise Chloe I just… I did something terrible and you are going to hate me and I am just so sorry."

"What did…"

"I slept with Lucifer! It's just, I was at Lux trying to unwind and after this week I just needed something and he was there and he's so sexy and I wasn't drunk or high or anything else and I started flirting and he flirted back and we went back to his room and we had sex and I am… I am so sorry and I'm a terrible person and the worst friend and…"

Before her rant could continue two arms wrapped around her and pulled her into a hug, "Oh thank goodness you're okay…"

"Wh-what?"

The hug lasted a few more moments before Chloe pulled back, and now Ella noticed there were tears streaking down her face as well. "Ella, you showed up at my apartment at four in the morning in ripped clothes with messy hair and running makeup. I thought you had been attacked!"

Guilt surged once more in the shorter woman's veins, not only had she convinced her boyfriend to cheat, but now she was causing stress and concern. "I… you needed to know, sorry."

"It's… okay, really it is. How did you get here?"

"The bus"

"The bus!? Ella what on Earth were you thinking!? What if someone targeted you? What if someone tried to take advantage or or…"

"I'm sorry…"

"Don't you ever do that again. Next time you call me understand? Do you have any idea how many people disappear because of choices like that?"

She did, she worked at a police station after all, but thought it better not to make such a retort. "Wait aren't you… upset? About what I did?"

Chloe blinked as if remembering that part of the conversation, "Oh… uhm no not really I mean… yes Lucifer and I are dating but it isn't… it's complicated. We are in a sort of open relationship for the time being, so I understand if he, well…"

"Fucks your friend?"

This time the blonde merely shrugged, as if it wasn't that big of a deal. "There aren't really any expectations between us, and it takes some of the stress off. I doubt it would have worked past the first date otherwise, knowing all the beautiful women he is always surrounded by."

Ella sat, stunned, before merely shaking her head, "I… don't get it but if you aren't mad…"

"I'm not, at least not with that part of your story. Although I'm surprised he didn't offer you a ride home at least."

The woman seemed to shrink in on herself for a moment, "He… did, I just didn't think I deserved it."

"Ella…"

"I had just seduced your boyfriend Chloe, can you blame me for not thinking straight?"

A sigh escaped the blonde's lips, "Yes, but also no. Well at least that is sorted out, so no more tears hm?"

Nodding, the woman stood and began making her way to the door, "Yeah, sorry for waking you up and all I'll just…"

"Ella, where do you think you are going?"

The tone was empty and cold, freezing the woman in place, "I uhm… home?"

"Did you drive here?"

"No…"

"And what did we just discuss about public transportation looking like that?"

She blushed, eyes dropping to the floor in shame, "Sorry…"

"It's okay, how about you clean up and I'll get you some clothes that don't stink like alcohol along with something to eat. I can drive you home later okay?"

"Thanks Chloe."

***CoS***

With her friend's clothes in the wash, and said friend in the shower, Chloe took a moment to text her significant other.

Not sure if you are up, Ella came over about ten minutes ago. She's okay but was pretty upset.

She hadn't expected a reply, at least one so soon, and thus was thrown off when her phone chimed a moment later.

Is she alright?

Yeah, I guess she thought she had caused you to cheat or something and was shaken up by it.

And are you upset?

The detective paused, a part of her should be but at that moment there wasn't any anger or even resentment.

No, I'm upset she took the bus to my place, but I know you offered her a ride at least. I told her not to do that again.

She could almost picture the man's smirk, as if he were pleased by how forceful she was being.

So, what is she doing now?

Taking a shower while her clothes get clean.

And after that?

Chloe paused, unsure as to where he was going with the line of questioning. She had originally planned on taking her friend back home but now that she had a moment to sit and think other ideas came to mind. The entire situation had been because of the poor girl having a terrible week, and it was Saturday. Why not spend the day with her just hanging out? It wasn't like she had other plans and she doubted the lab tech did either.

Maybe we'll grab lunch and grab a movie or something.

Orrrr you could stay in, change into something more comfortable, have some 'girl time' and get to know your friend a bit better, inside and out. I bet she would be very happy to show how much you mean to her.

Before the blond could reply, or even think about how to reply to that text, Ella called to her from the bathroom.

I've gotta go, I'll text later.

Be sure to take lots of pictures :)

Ignoring him, and the smile he brought to her face at his antics, the apartment owner went to check on her friend, "Yeah Ella? Everything okay?"

"I uh… this might be weird, but could I maybe wear your bathrobe? The clothes you left don't exactly fit me…"

Shaking her head at how easily she had forgotten about the differences in their size and shape, Chloe called back in affirmation before returning to start making breakfast. It might have been early, very early, but she had also eaten early the night before.

"How does French Toast sound?" she shouted from the kitchen, only to receive a response from only a few feet behind.

"Yeah, that sounds great, thanks."

"Shit, sorry Ella didn't mean to…" turning to address he friend she trailed off, because while her robe did come down far longer on the other girl's legs, it was also tighter around the chest and waist, showing off not just cleavage but curves she could easily become envious of.

Even worse, depending upon how one looked at it, was that Ella had just gotten out of the shower, meaning she had that 'still sexily wet' look.

A moment later a hand was waving in front of her, "Earth to Chloe, you okay?"

She had been staring at her, very likely to be almost naked, friend, and forced her attention back to the pan of cooking food. "Oh, yeah sorry zoned out there a bit."

"Is it… because I woke you up?"

Once more, there vulnerability and shyness in the girl's voice, and Chloe found herself quickly denying the question, "No, no it isn't that. I've had to do stakeouts before Ella, I'm used to less than eight hours. I just have a lot on my mind, that's all.

As the food finished, she flipped several slices onto a plate and handed it to the girl, who made her way over and laid on the couch, much to the blonde's amusement. "Just remember Ella, you spill, you clean."

A raised 'thumbs up' indicated the young woman heard, but currently had food shoved into her mouth. With her own breakfast gathered up as well she sat down at the other end, only to realize the predicament she had put herself into. Ella was laying in such a way that her neck, collarbone, and good amount of cleavage was on display, along with the lower portions of he legs. At times she would shift, bringing her knees up to steady her plate, which gave flashes of skin from beneath the robe.

Chloe was certain that if their positions were adjusted slightly, she would be looking up and underneath the only clothing that her guest had on.

Memories flashed back of a similar situation with Beatrice, and Chloe quickly moved to try and bring a lighter topic into the room. "So, what do you have going on today?"

"Me? Oh uh, nothing really, just… sitting at home."

"Well, I don't really have anything planned so I was thinking maybe we could hang out for a bit, maybe go out and do something."

Ella glanced down at what little she had on, "Could we maybe… just hang out here instead?"

Chloe's eyes followed, sight glued on what skin she could see, "Yeah, that's fine." A silence fell between them, neither moving, barely breathing.

"Chloe?"

There was something in her voice that seemed to sharpen the detective's senses, a pleading, begging desperation that set her blood on fire.

Her eyes slowly rose and the their gazes met. Once more both sat frozen, neither budging until Ella bit her bottom lip.

It was enough to bring the blonde back to reality, to truly take in the situation at hand. Their plates were on the floor, her friend's face was red, her pupils dilated. The tiny, yet dexterous, hands were positioned near her stomach, fingers fidgeting with the knot in the belt that held her robe closed, shielded her from other's views.

Including Chloe's own.

"Untie it."

A few months prior and such a tone might have startled the woman that it came from. It was stern, yet gentle, powerful yet compassionate, demanding, yet kind.

Barely breathing, eyes staring back at those watching in anticipation, Ella did as she was told. Her fingers, shaking just noticeably, undid the knot, then rested where it previously lay, clearly unsure as to what she should do next.

"Open it, slowly, I want to see you."

If the smaller girl was having trouble breathing before, her heart likely stopped after that, yet she followed through, slowly sliding her robe open to reveal her naked body to her best friend. She bit her lip once more, eyes finally straying as if afraid of what the next comment might be.

"Ella..." Chloe breathed out, "You're beautiful"

The girl whimpered with happiness, relief, and simple need. She couldn't remember the last time someone had called her that, much less with that much passion. Warm air ghosted over her neck, and the girl's attention snapped forward just in time to see her friend's mouth descending on her own.

Never in her life had she been kissed like that before, gentle and forceful at the same time, as if there was an unspoken, 'I care about you, you're lovely, I want you, let me love you, I'll protect you.'

Tears formed as she kissed back with everything she had, arms wrapping around the blonde above her tight enough as if she was sure Chloe would vanish into thin air.

She needed this, needed something more than just sexual release, needed a connection to go along with.

"Chloe..." She whispered between kisses, "Please."

Lips descended across her face and to her neck, her body thrusting upwards to meet the other. The blonde worshiped every inch of her throat, her collar and shoulders, her breasts and stomach, before pausing just above her wetness.

Shit, she should have seen this coming.

"You probably shouldn't..."

"I've never..."

Both froze, before a moment passed and they both laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation. "I've never... you know... with a girl before Ella so I don't exactly have a lot of experience..."

The naked woman shook her head, "No, no that's okay you won't want to do that right now anyway. I mean I showered and all but uh last night we didn't exactly... I mean I still probably have..."

She tried to think of a sexy, or even not cringe-worthy, way of saying 'I still probably have cum inside of me' but for the life of her nothing came to mind.

"Oh..." the blonde looked down at the exposed cunt inches from her face, earning another blush from its owner.

"Chloe I..."

It all happened so quickly, and yet it seemed like it was in slow motion. Something lit up on the detective's face, her hands spread the thighs she was laying on just a little bit wider, warm breath passed over soaked lips, her head moved forward, mouth opened, and a tongue dragged across her pussy.

"F-f-fuck!"

It had been slow and savoring, followed up both the licking of lips and then a descent of one upon another. If she hadn't known better Ella would have swore Chloe had been eating pussy her entire life, and that she was a woman dying of thirst just given a canteen full of water.

She sucked, licked, probed, teased, played, and every glorious action in between that had the lab tech gasping, moaning, and begging for more up until she found herself unable to speak, and screaming out a name was the only possible response.

Absently, once her body stopped quivering, Ella became aware that the other had moved off, and then a soft click filled the air, looking down her eyes widened at the blonde, juices still around her lips, holding a cell phone and apparently taking a picture of her exposed sex.

"Wh-what are..."

Chloe shrugged. "Lucifer wanted a picture. I'll delete it though if you don't want me to..."

"No! I mean no that's fine I just uhh..."

A very Lucifer-like smirk formed on the taller woman's face, "Why Ella, would you by chance have a bit of a voyeur fetish?"

"N...no?"

"Do you want me to take more pictures of your body and send them to Lucifer?"

"Maybe?"

"Would you like me to send them to Trixie also?"

"Y-yes?"

A warm smile replaced the mischievous one from a moment prior, "They will love them Ella, you're beautiful. I won't send them to anyone else without your permission, I promise."

One hand went to her ankle, lifting it up while the other took a second picture. "O-okay... uh Chloe?"

"Yes?"

"Could we... could I maybe..."

"Ella..."

"Y-yeah?"

The blonde moved forward, cupping her head with her hand and kissing her so gently it hurt, "You can ask me anything."

She nodded, "Could I take some of you when it's my turn?"

***CoS***

"Damn, you have a foursome last night and forget to mention it?" Mazikeen inquired as she noticed the unusually happy state of her Lord.

Waving off her question, his attention remained focused on the small, mobile screen held in his hand. "Not even close my dear demoness, although I must say it is far more interesting than any orgy I have ever attended."

"Oh?" Now that piqued her interest, she had been to her share of 'group activities' and had thoroughly enjoyed them, especially the ones where she was the center of attention. "If not that then what? One of your siblings get kicked out or something?"

A shake of his head, followed by a flurry of his thumbs showed he was typing some message. Then the Devil paused, eagerly waiting for something. Whatever it was came a moment later as his grin broadened even further, "Oh perfect I was so hoping they would include you."

"Include me, in what?"

Gesturing her to his side, he lifted his cell to where she could see it. Blinking, the woman lowered her head for a better angle, eyes widening when she realized exactly what it was. "Is that... Chloe's head?"

"In between her friend's legs, I do believe it is. Seems as though Miss Lopez went over to my future queen's apartment after our evening together. I might have encouraged some interactions and pictures to follow but I am a bit surprised it escalated as quickly as it did. I assumed Chloe would have fucked Trixie first and moved onto others only after her initial objections had burned away."

Maze licked her lips as another picture came in. She had to admit, for someone who probably had never even kissed a girl before the blonde looked like she was good at what she was doing. "So what's next?" she breathed, eyes never straying from the digital images.

"Encouragement, obviously. The only question is, do I send Eve over as a late-night gift or talk with Trixie about being a bit more aggressive in her flirting?"

***CoS***

Charlotte Richards growled in annoyance. Despite their best efforts, despite the moron losing all that evidence, there was still a decent chance her client would end up with jail time. Sure, it wouldn't be life in prison or anything so drastic, but there was still enough circumstantial proof that he had at least assaulted, stalked, and harassed several of the victims.

What did they have to do, burn down the whole damn police station to make this stupid case go away? For a moment the lawyer idly considered this as a solution, but shook her head. There was still digital evidence being backed up, eye witnesses who were too solid with their testimony, a pain in the ass detective who...

That thought stopped her cold. Decker, was a serious thorn in her side, but that was about all she was. Sure, if the lead detective on the case were to 'disappear' it would be a huge win, and probably get her idiot client off scot-free, but the risks weren't worth the reward.

She wasn't being paid enough to have the murder of a police officer hanging around her neck like a noose.

There had to be some other way. Witnesses could be threatened, evidence disputed, judges blackmailed, and cops bribed. There was always a way to win.

***CoS***

"Decker, my office, now."

The blonde frowned at the command from her boss, but complied nonetheless. With everything currently being examined under a microscope by internal affairs she figured it would be best to avoid 'rocking the boat' as it were.

As she entered the man had already taken a seat behind his desk, "Close the door."

Now warning bells were going off. There wasn't anyone else in the room and after all she had been forced to deal with throughout her time in the L.A.P.D she had rarely been stuck in a room without at least two others involved, especially with a closed door.

"You're on desk duty, starting immediately."

She blinked, digesting what had just been said. The last time she had been stuck as a glorified 'secretary' was before her promotion to detective. "Sir, I don't understand..."

"You don't need to understand, you just need to follow orders."

Was this because of her sticking up for Ella? Had it been the two feds still lingering around the precinct? Had her pseudo relationship been discovered? Regardless, despite having a burning urge to argue and fight she knew that there were plenty of reasons why she should be suspended and opted to let it go for once. "For how long?"

"Until further notice, now go make yourself useful."

Fists tightened, heart rate skyrocketing, and rage burning through her veins, Chloe barely managed to keep silent and merely nod before turning and walking out. Punching the bastard probably wouldn't do her any good in the long run, despite how satisfying it would be in that moment.

She also figured it wouldn't help to pistol whip that smug grin off of Malcolm's face either, so she kept walking to avoid doing anything more foolish. As she dropped down into her chair and began going over her messages she briefly glanced up, eyes finding a certain lab tech going about her duties.

In that moment, Ella glanced over as well and their eyes met a slow, intimate, conversation taking place between the two as they recalled their time spent together. Without looking away, the smaller girl blushed, and patted her pocket that Chloe knew she kept her cell in, a silent message that she wanted to continue their 'talk' over texting.

At least the blonde had something to look forward to.

***CoS***

"I swear to your father I'm just gonna kill him and get it over with."

Chloe Decker froze, before darting behind one of the few parked cars a moment later. She had recognized the voice and it certainly had not sounded like stupid jokes between stressed out cops.

"Relax Cain, everything is still on schedule we just need to be patient."

"To Hell with patience man! I've been waiting way too long for this."

There was something about what he said, something that burned and scratched and clawed at her mind. She couldn't quite place it though, like a face she couldn't put a name to. More importantly, she could just make out their shapes in the reflection of a nearby car's mirror. They had stopped, and Pierce, or Cain as he was now being called, seemed agitated.

The dark-skinned man growled in response before shoving the man back, "You have been waiting for too long? Need I remind you I am his damned brother? I have been waiting to cast Lucifer back into the fires he belongs in for longer than you have been a thought."

"Exactly so let's stop pretending to be playing by their rules and just walk in with a few merc teams. I guarantee you that you'll feel better once he's turned into Swiss cheese and you get to put the last round in his skull."

Okay, now that was a threat if she ever heard one. The problem was that even if they just confessed to planning a murder they were still federal agents in the eyes of the law and her colleagues it would still come down to her word versus theirs.

"That isn't how we do things Cain, I told you that already. We were told to tear his life apart first, then execute him. Trust me when I say that if we go in guns blazing then my brother will be ready for us and it will turn into a blood bath. Take his resources away first though, make him lose everything and you will get the opportunity to see him broken and desperate. Then it is the simple task of pulling a trigger."

She heard, and could practically imagine, the scoff, "Still sounds way too complicated man but whatever. As long as you and Michael take care of your end of the bargain."

Now it was the other who sighed, "Yes yes, as we agreed. Your curse will be removed and you will be allowed into the Silver City."

The two finally continued on, and Chloe was able to sprint towards her car, pulling away as quickly as possible without drawing too much attention. If she couldn't remove them as a threat then she had to at least warn their target.

***CoS***