Chapter 2: Becoming a Police Dog
((A/N Hey guys! Sorry for the delay, my beta reader was busy and when we finally got around to the editing it turned out that there was a LOT to work on. Apologies for Lucifer being mildly out of character in this chapter, it was extremely difficult to write this scenario with a character that never lies. I tried my best to write him as accurately as possible, though. I hope you enjoy!)
My rest was very peaceful. Vague, frivolous dreams drifted through my subconscious as I slept next to the devil, only mild discomfort radiating from the heat his body gave off. Between his added body heat and the luxurious blankets, the average human would have been sweating bullets, but considering I was half dragon, I was well adapted to the heat.
I was slowly roused to my slumber as Lucifer stirred beside me, moving to get up. My arm was still resting on his well-toned chest, and when he moved, I couldn't help but notice.
"Hmm?" I murmured sleepily, my eyes fluttering open as I pulled my arm away from him. The sun was up outside, light cascading through the window but not shining directly on the bed. I could feel a pleasant soreness in my nether region, a reminder of last night's lust-fueled shenanigans.
"Oh... good morning. My apologies, I didn't mean to wake you," Lucifer said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed with his bare back turned to me and craning his neck to look over his shoulder at me.
I let out a squeaky yawn and then moved to fling the blankets off of myself, relishing the slightly cooler air in the room on my bare skin. I was still in human form with lupine ears and tail that held a lined pattern of white, crimson and silver present in all my limbs. This soon after waking up, I wasn't in the best control of the clothing illusion and tried to concentrate to make it seem like I wasn't completely naked. Black fur quickly grew from my skin as I attempted to be modest, willing it to cover the right spots to make it look like I was wearing a tank top and shorts, breasts becoming much smaller as the nipples disappeared.
"G'morning," I replied, voice still a bit heavy from sleep. I rolled over onto my stomach and tilted my head toward him to watch him.
I could easily see the crescent-shaped scars that rested between his shoulder blades, the only evidence of the time he'd cut his wings off in a foolishly masochistic act of defiance against his father, God himself. The marks were nothing new to me, as I'd seen them before when I watched the series that this universe came from, but they still stood out to me. I kept silent, not wishing to comment about them and annoy him.
He twisted around to watch my shape-shifting magic at work, enraptured. "I saw that illusion in action last night, but it's still fascinating to watch… especially in reverse. I don't think I'll ever get used to the otherworldly nature of your abilities," he spoke with a sense of wonder in his voice.
I blushed a little under his praise and buried half my face in the pillow. "I guess I'm just full of surprises," I said with a modest shrug.
"That you are… in bed and otherwise," Lucifer replied with a lecherous grin.
I couldn't help but grin back at him, gathering my arms underneath myself to push up from the bed and get into a position where I was sitting on my knees. "You ain't seen nothin' yet," I said with a mischievous smirk.
"Is that a promise?" Lucifer asked, leaning closer with a seductive smirk on his face. "Why don't you show me what other tricks you have hiding up your sleeve… or lack thereof," he said huskily, obviously aroused despite still having half his back to me.
Oops. "Ahh… as much as I'd love to, I'm a bit sore, and more than a little satisfied after our romps in the sheets last night," I said nervously, tail curling up around my side in a sudden moment of shyness.
"I'm sure I could get you going again, my little shape-shifting minx. I promise I'll be gentle," he cooed, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss.
I sighed into the kiss but didn't pull away, letting it continue for a minute before I dipped my head to break the contact. "I really don't think I can handle another round so soon. But… I don't wanna give you blue balls, either. How about I just get you off a different way?" I offered, licking my lips to emphasize my point.
He backed off a little but scooted around and put one leg up on the bed and gave me a view of his impressive length standing at half-mast. "Are you sure? I don't like to make things one-sided in bed. I want you to feel as much pleasure as I do."
I let out a soft chuckle and reached out to touch his arm. "Believe me, I've had enough orgasms to last me a week. Maybe later tonight we can go again, but any more stimulation right now will be overwhelming," I explained, and then looked over at his member and added, "Plus, getting to see what you taste like while making you feel good is a whole different sort of pleasure."
Lucifer's eyes widened, his erection surging back to life and twitching with anticipation. His breathing quickened a little. "When you put it that way, how can I resist?" he asked, and swung his other leg up onto the bed and leaned back a little, both arms supporting his weight behind him. "Come get your treat," he drawled, wiggling his eyebrows invitingly.
I happily obliged, and spent the next few minutes using my mouth and hands to bring him to his peak as quickly as possible while enjoying the scent and taste of our combined musk and reveling in the sounds of panting and moaning escaping his lips. I couldn't deny that it turned me on as well, but there was no desire or need to chase my own release right now. I was just content to focus on his pleasure.
It took a while for him to climax, but when he finally did, he let out a guttural moan that was almost a growl as he emptied his seed into my mouth. It tasted sweeter than normal, and I swallowed every drop, wanting to make as little mess as possible. He had leaned forward and tried to grasp some semblance of control over the moment, one hand gripping the back of my head behind my ears and the other wrapped around my waist.
Once he was spent, he pushed me away gently, and I complied and simply laid down beside him as he enjoyed the afterglow.
My otherwise empty stomach made itself known with an audible growl, comically breaking the silence as I realized how hungry I was.
"Fuck! I'm starving," I groaned, and then let out a breathy laugh at the absurdity as I added, "what a kinky appetizer…"
Lucifer laughed heartily and finally moved to get up, actually making it all the way off the bed this time. "Right! I'm feeling a bit peckish myself, time for breakfast! And then we'll sort out getting you set up as a police dog… although…."
He'd started to walk around the bed to head out of the room, but he paused at the foot of the bed and the edge censored his lower half as he looked back at me with a frown. "I confess, I'm not entirely sure how to convince the dog handlers and the LAPD that you're just a dog without straight-up lying… and you know I don't lie."
"I know all too well," I replied, laying back on my stomach again as I watched him. "I have a pretty good idea of how you can do it, but let's talk about this while we eat… please?" I asked, and as if on cue, another rumble sounded off from my stomach.
"Right… what do you feel like eating? I'll order delivery and have a nice cold shower in an attempt to put the fire out that you started," Lucifer joked as he plucked his robe off the floor and hastily put it back on.
I giggled nervously. "Uhh… pancakes with bacon and eggs, I guess," I answered, fidgeting awkwardly as I said, "as long as we don't get it on while I'm in canine form, hopefully we can avoid anything embarrassing during work…"
"What a disaster that would cause," Lucifer grumbled, leaving the room to get on the phone and order us breakfast.
I finally made a move to get out of bed, lazily sauntering out of the room and into the main area of the penthouse. While the devil was busy on the phone, I approached the piano in the middle of the room and sat down in front of it, tempted to try to play a little bit, but not wanting to distract Lucifer from the call.
Once he hung up, he glanced over and asked, "do you play?"
"I never learned anything in particular. I just play by ear," I replied, and hesitantly moved to tap the keys in an aimless rhythm. The music I ended up making didn't sound like any actual songs and didn't seem to go anywhere, but it wasn't unpleasant to listen to.
I stopped after a moment and looked back at him expectantly, silently asking him if it sounded alright.
He casually shrugged as he took a swig of another glass of scotch that he'd poured himself. "Not bad for an amateur I suppose. I've heard worse," he stated dismissively.
I smiled a little; it was minimal praise, but it made me feel a little better about it. I then told him, "The one bit of music I actually learned how to do was Silent Night on the harmonica. I can sing decently as well… and that's pretty much the whole extent of my music skills."
"Define 'decently'."
"Let's just say I've gotten a lot more praise for my singing than complaints."
"Prove it then. Let's hear something," Lucifer challenged, gazing at me expectantly.
"Um… okay… I got one in my head right now… it's from your show's soundtrack actually," I replied, and encouraged by the devil's curious head tilt, I closed my eyes and began to sing.
Black clouds raining down into your eyes
Kaleidoscope tears and now you're mine
You wanna share a secret
I got one for you
You're gonna have to keep it
Shine on bright like a pretty fool…
ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…
Shine on bright like a pretty fool.
I opened my eyes and was met with Lucifer's mystified expression, looking lost in thought. "Uhh… those are the only lyrics I remember," I explained sheepishly.
"Curious… I wonder what those lyrics mean, and who's the pretty fool? Oh yeah, and your singing voice is lovely. We should do a duet down in Lux sometime," Lucifer said with a genuine smile on his face.
I resisted the urge to point out that he was the biggest pretty fool of all, and replied, "I'd love to! But in the meantime, shouldn't you go take a shower?"
"Oh, right, got sidetracked," he said, and pulled a $100 bill out of his pocket. "You can handle paying the delivery driver if he arrives while I'm still in the shower, I trust?" he got up and dropped the bill on top of the piano as he sauntered past.
"Uhh… yeah. I can do that…" I replied, not thrilled by the idea but not complaining.
He paused in the doorway and halfhearted flirted as he started to disrobe again, "Last chance to join me in here."
"Later! Go!" I replied, slightly flustered as I waved my arm at him in a "shoo" gesture.
He chuckled and disappeared into the bathroom, but deliberately left the door slightly ajar. I resisted the urge to follow him in just to watch, instead deciding to stand up and shift into kangaroo form to fish my phone out of the many little pockets that only I had access to.
In between all the lustful fervor last night, the devil and I had exchanged numbers since he'd just gotten his first phone. Even though the pocket dimension didn't quite exist when I wasn't in kangaroo form, I was somehow able to feel the vibrations when receiving a call or text in my midsection when in any other form. No matter how many times it happened, it was always a very strange sensation.
My vast contacts list was the only thing that stayed the same between universes, and I'd need to start over with applications when entering new realms. I didn't get a chance last night to start doing that before getting distracted by Lucifer's nigh-insatiable libido – not to mention his fascination with my long kangaroo legs despite being perplexed by marsupials.
With that in mind I passed the time by making an email address and establishing myself on the familiar social media platforms, simply using a stunning picture of a sunset as my profile image and using a completely unrelated name to remain mostly anonymous, with my usual internet nickname of "Raptorclawz".
I planned on never uploading anything and simply following Lucifer's Instagram, and whoever else had social media that I cared about. Thankfully this world's social media was nearly identical to my world, and I had no trouble with the familiar setups.
I'd gotten completely distracted by Lucifer's Instagram when I heard the elevator ding, and I hastily hid my lupine features, assumed full human form and hoped the guy wouldn't notice.
"Uhh, hi… am I in the right place?" asked a nervous-looking teenager, carrying some plastic bags with Styrofoam boxes in it.
"If those are the pancakes, then yeah," I replied and casually got up and grabbed the money to give him. He hastily handed the bags to me as I met him in the elevator doorway, and I said, "I doubt you have change for a $100, so just… take this and don't worry about it. Doubt Lucifer will mind."
The boy's eyes widened like I'd made his whole week, and he hesitantly took the money and pocketed it. "Wow… Mr. Morningstar is so generous. I wish I could've met him myself but… I think I hear that shower… and I'm on the clock," he lamented.
"Or just too stupidly rich to have anything other than huge bills in his wallet," I joked as I walked over to the counter in front of the impressive wall of alcohol and set the food down. "Enjoy it."
"I-I will, thank you miss," the boy replied, and sheepishly poked the button to go back down to Lux. I relaxed a little as I was alone in the room again.
I kept browsing on my phone while consuming my half of the meal, and then jumped as Lucifer snuck up behind me and murmured directly into my ear, "enjoying that picture, are we?"
I whirled around and saw him standing behind me completely dressed for the day in his usual 3-piece suit and black slacks. His hair was still a bit wet from the shower as he grinned at me.
I glanced down. I'd been lingering a picture of him taking a selfie with no shirt on, with open sky in the background. I guessed it had been taken while he was standing on the balcony.
"You caught me," I admitted, shrugging. "Just following a few people to watch what's going on… although I've only found your profile so far…"
"I know, I'm distracting," Lucifer bragged, leaning over me to reach for a slice of bacon. I was slightly overwhelmed by the smell of his cologne, but it wasn't unpleasant.
He must have noticed my username, so he asked, "Raptor claws? As in modern day raptors, or the dinosaurs?"
"Mainly the dinosaurs. It's the same name I use everywhere… I'm being as anonymous as possible on social media, as it should be when I'm masquerading as a police dog…" I shrugged.
"That's probably for the best. I guess I shouldn't follow you back then… would arouse suspicion," Lucifer agreed with a mouth full.
"Yup… OH!" I had a sudden thought and jumped off the bar stool. "You were alive when the dinosaurs roamed the earth, right? Tell me, how accurate is this?" I asked, and then shape-shifted into the form of a medium-sized prehistoric raptor, complete with feathers covering most of the body.
Lucifer's eyes widened a little and he froze with a forkful of pancake in his mouth. He chewed and swallowed with a louder gulp than usual and exclaimed, "Well, THAT'S a blast from the past!"
"I got it right, then?" I asked hopefully.
"Almost perfectly. I take it you've been to universes where the dinosaurs are still alive, yes?" Lucifer replied, taking another bite of pancake, and not taking his eyes off me.
"Yes… but they're extinct in my own universe. I just wish I could go back in time to see what they looked like… out of all the animals I've mimicked, dinosaurs are the most fascinating because they're a mystery. I'd give nearly anything for a chance to go back in time in my world and see them… but time travel is not a thing there," I explained, a melancholy expression overtaking my still-prehistoric features.
"I'm guessing you want to get boned by them, too?" Lucifer quipped, a lecherous grin spreading across his face at the pun.
I giggled and replied, "I see what you did there. And yeah, maybe, but it'd depend on whether or not they had a cloaca or separate bits… I don't like mating with anything that has a cloaca, too much risk of cross-contamination," I grimaced.
Lucifer wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Understandable. That rules out reptile and bird sex, then…"
"Yeah, I prefer to mate with mammals, but I've made a few exceptions. Thankfully, dragons have separate bits… but meh," I said, and waved a clawed hand dismissively. "Anyway, that isn't what we were supposed to be discussing… here we go," I said as I shifted back into the form of a dog again. "Leave your lust at the door, now, we don't want to blur the lines."
Lucifer blew out a shaky breath and nodded. "I'll do my best. I'd like to avoid being accused of bestiality…"
For the duration of the rest of the meal and afterwards we discussed what I had in mind while at the same time I taught the devil how to read a canine's body language, as I was going to play the role as an authentic dog that was just particularly smart.
I suggested staging a meeting where he'd come across me in an alleyway and look like he was taking pity on me, but he shot that idea down considering there was nobody important around to fool with a pointless charade like that.
I mentioned that he could contact the LAPD Canine Unit and get me assessed for police work on a hunch that I'd make an excellent Swiss army knife of a police dog, able to sniff out drugs, search and rescue, apprehend criminals etc. and if all went well, I'd become an official police dog.
We were almost done discussing it when the elevator pinged and in walked the olive-skinned demon Mazikeen, looking like she had a bone to pick with Lucifer, but upon seeing a colorful dog chatting with him, she asked, "Did that bitch just talk? What the hell is going on?" she demanded, glancing wild-eyed between the devil and me.
"The bitch in question… no offense, love," Lucifer started to explain.
But I just shrugged and said, "None taken. I'm a literal bitch."
"Right… anyway… her name is Twister and she's a shape-shifter from another world," Lucifer explained to Maze, and he grinned proudly as he added, "A world where my life is apparently a Netflix show. It's incredibly flattering!"
As he mentioned my abilities, I shape-shifted into my natural drolf form and shot a friendly grin at Maze. "Yeah… that pretty much sums it up. Hi Mazikeen," I said casually.
The demon gawked at me incredulously, but then approached me like a tigress stalking her prey. "That's insane… prove it," she challenged, looking up to stare me right in the eyes, unabashedly sniffing me. In drolf form I stood almost a foot taller than Lucifer and was able to rest my head on his shoulder if I wanted to, so the demon looked tiny, but no less intimidating.
I sniffed her right back, touching noses with her at one point and earning a warning hiss.
"I don't think she needs to prove herself, Mazikeen. Last night she came out of nowhere through a portal right before my eyes while I was toking it up on the balcony, and while her claims sound impossible, I truly believe she wants to help us with future issues," Lucifer defended my case.
"I bet you trust her just because she let you fuck her," Maze snapped, obviously smelling the scent of sex on me.
"Yeah… only five times. One too many I think," I admitted sheepishly.
"She was the one who sought me out for sex, but that wasn't the only reason," Lucifer clarified, and began to explain our plans to make me a police dog.
Maze smirked and glanced between us before focusing on me. "So, what you're saying is, you're gonna be the devil's little bitch in and out of the sheets," she remarked condescendingly.
"Pretty much. I'm totally okay with that. Hmm…" I suddenly growled playfully and stepped back a bit, sticking my rear in the air and wagging my tail playfully, allowing the purple arrowhead on the tip to become a scythe, while my clawed front paws went from three-toed to two-toed with one huge, raptor-like claw on both of them.
"I believe that pose means she wants to play… unless it's different in that form…" Lucifer commented.
"Brownie points for the devil," I joked, giving him a sideways grin before focusing on the demon and saying, "Let's spar. I wanna test my strength against the most badass demon I've ever seen."
"Just try not to break anything while you go at it," Lucifer said before stepping back a bit to give us room. "Don't hurt her too badly, Maze."
Maze eyed up my newly sharpened points, looking envious. "Man, I wish I could make any part of my body a blade like that. But these will have to do," she grinned deviously and pulled out her twin demon daggers from seemingly nowhere and twirled them around her wrists. "Now you're talking my language… let's do it," she purred, crouching like a feline about to pounce.
"One thing though… let's avoid drawing blood, please. I was just showing off my pointy bits," I said hastily, allowing my fore paws and tail to go back to normal.
"No promises," Maze responded, but set both of the daggers on top of the piano regardless.
"I wish I had popcorn," Lucifer commented as he sat at the piano and began to play a fast melody that felt appropriate to spar to.
The demon and I wasted no more time before launched at each other, wrestling and snarling and looking like we were trying to kill each other, but we inflicted very little damage on each other.
Her demon's strength more than made up for her smaller size, catching me off guard a few times with how powerful her punches were. I'll definitely bruise up later.
I managed to pin her on the floor right in front of the piano, and as we caught our breath, I looked over my shoulder at Lucifer, who had stopped playing halfway through to just watch us closely.
We grinned at each other, and I let my tail become a scythe again, and was at just the right distance to reach him with it. I slowly whipped it around and pressed it against his neck, and he tilted his chin up as I dragged the blade across his throat. If he weren't invulnerable, this action would have likely killed him, but of course, he was unharmed.
He let out a shuddering breath and reached out to caress my tail, squeezing it affectionately. "Mmm, I love skirting the edge of danger," he spoke huskily, clearly somewhat turned on by my actions.
"Alright, enough flirting. Get your furry ass off of me," Maze snapped, struggling to get out of her pinned position.
"Oop, sorry," I replied sheepishly, hastily stepping off of her and letting my tail tip become an arrowhead again as I pulled the whole tail away from the devil's throat and back to my side.
Maze jumped to her feet and gripped my chin, forcing me to look at her as she roughly rubbed my throat with a finger. "Well… you've certainly proven your strength. Wanna go in human form and have sex?" she asked bluntly.
I blinked at her forwardness and shook my head, wrenching my chin out of her grasp. "Eh… sorry, but I'm straight," I replied, shifting uncomfortably. I had a feeling she'd come on to me, but it was still awkward as hell.
"So much for the possibility of a threesome," Lucifer commented casually.
"Ugh! Come on, that fight was the perfect foreplay, surely you can loosen up and bend a little bit," Maze growled, and I could smell how hot and bothered she was.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Sorry. Just the way I am. But if you MUST get some action from me, I guess I can fuck you with my tail from across the room… not now though." I trailed off and lifted the tip of my tail in the air and allowed it to become phallic-shaped.
Lucifer's eyes widened. "Be still my heart! You MUST add that element in the bedroom tonight, Twister," he said huskily, shifting in his seat.
"Sure, why not?" I replied and glanced down at the tent in his pants. "Dammit! We'd just calmed Big Ben down and there he goes again," I complained.
Lucifer chuckled, just a tiny bit sheepish. "See, Maze? What better proof of her knowing what's going to happen than that? I never told her I called it Big Ben," he grinned in the frustrated demon's direction.
Maze groaned loudly and stormed toward the elevator. "Whatever. Now I need to find a boy toy to blow off steam on, since clearly, I'm not welcome up here," she ranted as she pressed the button to go down to Lux.
"I don't mind if you watch later!" I called after her, and then looked back at Lucifer and commented, "What a drama queen. Wait, you're both turned on, couldn't you two just have a quickie with each other?"
Lucifer swallowed hard and palmed his erection through the fabric as he attempted to adjust himself. "It's complicated. She's no longer in service of me, so she's less likely to bother jumping my bones. Shouldn't you know this by now?"
"I only watched the whole series through once and looked at episode summaries to decide which one to jump in on. Wanted to appear when Ella joined the force and after your mother left the penthouse; I didn't remember how close you and Maze were by then," I explained with a shrug.
"Why Miss Lopez?" Lucifer asked, appearing to calm down again.
"Cuz she's a hugger and so am I, and she's just generally awesome and… stuff," I trailed off with a grin.
"I should have pegged you for a hugger. You've been rather cuddly… but you haven't dragged me into an embrace in human form yet like Miss Lopez does…"
"That's because I learned to ask permission before launching into a hug when the other person isn't moving in for one first, and I know you don't seem to like surprise hugs."
"I… I appreciate that. Nobody ever asks…"
I smiled and shifted into human form and spread my arms apart invitingly. "Want one now?"
"I wouldn't object," Lucifer replied, holding very still as he prepared for an embrace.
I closed the distance between us and hugged him slowly, savoring an intimate moment that wasn't at all sexual.
He was slow to hug back, still not used to accepting that kind of affection, but he returned the embrace gently and seemed to relax a little bit.
Somehow the hug made me feel far better emotionally than anything else we'd done previously, and I let out a happy sigh as I rested my head on his shoulder.
He started to pull away first, and I broke the hug at nearly the same time. I then shifted back into dog form and let out a soft bark. "Welp, what are we waiting for? Let's go make me a police dog," I urged.
"Right… yes, let me just look up where they are, and we'll go," Lucifer replied, and after a few silent minutes of research, he beckoned for me to follow him into the elevator, and I followed closely at his heels as we went down.
Thankfully the Lux nightclub was more or less empty at this time of day, so we didn't attract too much attention as we bustled through and into the parking lot where his black Chevrolet was parked.
I wasted no time in leaping into the passenger side as he opened the door and sat silently for a while as he began to drive off toward the location of the dog handlers.
When I was certain nobody was watching, I briefly shifted into kangaroo form to grab my amulet out of my pouch, putting it back around my neck as I shifted back into dog form. To anybody who saw me whom I wanted to keep in the dark about my supernatural origins, my blue patch wouldn't be visible, and the crimson part of my limb pattern would just appear as brown. Lucifer could still see those colors, but only because I let him, and I'd told him this fact beforehand, so he didn't question it.
I then spoke up after a few minutes, "Sorry if any of this gets uncomfortable because of the deception, but it harms nobody. Technically it's not quite lying, just… twisting the truth a bit."
"Is that why you call yourself Twister? How many others have you deceived with a sham like this?" Lucifer asked, giving me chills with a quick glare before turning his attention back to the road. "You won't even tell me your real name. I'd like to believe that your intentions are pure, but all this deception makes it difficult."
My ears drooped and I shrunk down under the accusation. I gathered up the courage to explain, "Actually, no, I got the nickname 'Twister' because when I try to shape-shift into too many different creatures in rapid succession, I get all jumbled up and it's not a pretty sight. Um… I only deceive someone when the setting indicates that a revelation about a shape-shifter from an alternate universe would blow their minds too much. In settings where magic and otherworldly things happen all the time, I reveal myself right away… like I did with you."
I leaned closer to him, though the cup holder in the middle of the seats made it a bit more difficult. "I'm only deceiving the humans because it would flip their worldview completely upside-down. Dealing with celestial shenanigans all the time, it wouldn't have affected you NEARLY as much. I promise, Lucifer, I'll be as honest as I can be with you."
He seemed satisfied with that answer, throwing a brief smile in my direction. "I guess I can't argue with that logic. But why won't you tell me your real name?"
"I just don't like saying it out loud… people always mishear it. At least with Twister or Raptor it's easy to hear it right… and besides, when I hear my real name, it makes me feel… I don't know… it feels more intimate, I guess," I explained, and glanced down at my paws. "It's a bit like you with your original name… except I don't hate it nearly as much."
"I bet I'll be able to get you to tell me it eventually, most likely in bed," Lucifer said with a confident grin.
"Good luck with that."
Once we arrived at the LAPD canine handler's location, Lucifer charmed his way into getting them to assess me with every aspect of police work a dog could do as well as behavior analysis. I put my best paw forward in every task. Drug sniffing, search and rescue, and criminal apprehension were the main focuses, and I went above and beyond with the last one as I went and sat on the "criminal's" back to pin him down. The dog handlers assumed that I was a police dog that had been abandoned and that explained why I was so good at everything, and Lucifer didn't say anything to discourage that assumption.
After what felt like hours, Lucifer and I finally left with a stack of papers that was proof of my capabilities and also indicating that he had "adopted" me. I now had on my own vest that said "police dog" on it, and Lucifer immediately unhooked the leash that had come with the vest and let it fall on the car floor, knowing we wouldn't need it.
"Congratulations, you're now an official LAPD police dog. What now?" Lucifer asked as we sat in the car together.
"Maybe we could go to the precinct, and you could show me off and introduce me to everyone? If Chloe and Ella are working today, anyway," I suggested.
"Excellent idea! I know the Detective is usually in today, not sure about Miss Lopez though…" Lucifer trailed off and started the car up, heading toward the precinct.
Upon arriving I followed him out of the car and trailed along directly beside him, having to trot a little bit to keep up with his long-legged strides. He stopped and made small talk with some of the other officers while mentioning me but was ultimately on a mission to get elsewhere.
"Hello Detective!" he announced as we were halfway down the stairs into the office area.
Chloe looked up from the paperwork she was going through to look at him. "Lucifer! What are you doing here? There's no new cases today…" her blue eyes fell on me, and she looked confused. "Why is there a dog following you around?"
"Funny story, actually," Lucifer said cheerfully as he moved to sit on top of the desk. "I found her… or rather, she found me. She took a shining to me and wouldn't leave my side, and something about her told me she'd make a great police dog, so…" he proceeded to explain what we'd been doing for the past few hours.
I crept around to Chloe's side of the desk and sat down next to her, tail wagging happily and waiting for her to acknowledge me. She looked incredulous, but reached over to let me sniff her hand, which I did for a moment before licking it a couple times.
"Hey there, pup, what's your name?" she asked, scratching me behind the ears before looking back at Lucifer. "I never expected you of all people to get a dog, never mind an abandoned police dog… your penthouse doesn't seem like the best environment for a pet…"
"Her name's Twister, and yes Detective, I never thought I would either, but there's something special about this one. I'll make an adjustment or two, don't you worry," Lucifer explained.
"Hmm… why Twister?" Chloe asked thoughtfully, absently stroking my head. She still looked very skeptical.
"Because she does this," Lucifer replied, and leaned over so I'd see him as he made a twirly motion with his finger. "Do your thing, love!"
At his command, I pulled away from Chloe to stand on my hind legs and rotate in circles for a moment before dropping down on all fours again to rapidly chase my tail. After a few seconds I caught it, pausing to look up at the two of them, and then dizziness overcame me as I fell over onto my side with a huff.
Lucifer and Chloe both chuckled at my antics, especially after the tumble.
"Hilarious tricks aside, I thought she'd be a big help in certain cases," Lucifer explained to Chloe with a big grin on his face.
"Mm, yeah, she could be. It's a bit strange that YOU, of all people, are the owner of a police dog, but I suppose I'll just have to trust that you'll bring her along, when necessary," Chloe said seriously.
"Oh, I plan on bringing her every time," Lucifer said, and I sat back up to receive a scratch behind the ear. "She won't get in the way. She sticks to my side like glue and hardly even needs a leash."
"Lucifer, all dogs need to be on a leash, especially a police dog! What if she sees a squirrel across the street and chases after it?" Chloe argued.
"You'll see, Detective, she's a smart cookie. It's like she's a shape-shifter, her intelligence is so high."
I tensed. Of course, he couldn't resist letting info like that slip when he knew he wouldn't be believed. Two could play at that game. I just tilted my head to the side comically, letting out a confused sound.
"Oh, the metaphors are involving the dog now. Great. Lucifer, either take her home and let me work, or help me out here. I got a lot of paperwork to go through," Chloe groaned, getting agitated.
Lucifer frowned and climbed down from the desk, looking for an extra chair. "I'll be quiet," he compromised, which just earned a resigned sigh from Chloe.
He pulled up another chair on the other side of Chloe's desk and patted his leg to summon me over. I silently padded over to his side and sat down right beside him, my head resting on his knee.
Just then a familiar voice cried, "Oh my god! Cacuzza told me you'd adopted a police dog, but I had to see it for myself! I was wrapped up analyzing some strange samples of residue, but I'm done now! Hi puppy!" the short spitfire of a Hispanic woman that was Ella rounded the corner and stopped just over Lucifer's shoulder to pat me on the head. Her cartoony t-shirt of the day was a grumpy-looking Garfield with a coffee mug in hand saying "I hate Mondays"
"Well, hello to you too, Miss Lopez," Lucifer greeted over his shoulder with a chuckle. "Her name is Twister."
Tail wagging furiously now, I hopped up on my hind legs and put both paws on Ella's shoulders, standing at equal height to her like this. I leaned in to lick her face.
"Aww! Doggy hugs! Bring it in, girl!" Ella wrapped her arms around my upper torso, and I held still like that until she pulled away to let me land back on all fours again.
"She seems far too friendly to be a police dog…" Chloe commented, not looking up from the paperwork.
"I assure you, Detective, she's fully qualified. I watched them evaluate her myself, she's like a Swiss army knife type of dog," Lucifer replied.
"Ooh! I wanna test out her searching skills! Uhh…" Ella excitedly looked around and then went over to pull Dan's jacket off the back of his chair and putting it in my face. "Twister, find Dan! Wonder where he went, anyway?" she glanced over at Lucifer and Chloe with a shrug.
"That's kind of a dumb way to test it, I'm pretty sure Dan went to the bathroom," Chloe reasoned, rolling her eyes.
Regardless of how silly the command was, I complied and sniffed the jacket, committing Dan's scent to memory as I did with everyone else during the hand licks and hugging. I then went to sniff around the man's desk, picking up his trail easily and following it with my nose pressed to the cold, hard floor.
Ella and Lucifer followed along behind me and, true to Chloe's words, Dan was indeed in the bathroom, and I sat outside the door and let out a soft "woof" to indicate he was in there.
Dan emerged from the bathroom a few seconds later, staring down at me with a frown. "When did we get a police dog?" he asked, a little nervous, and I remembered he didn't like dogs, so I just sat there and wagged my tail at him.
"She's Lucifer's new dog! And she just did a great job at searching for you… even though you didn't go far," Ella replied with a grin, and then patted my head. "Good girl! I wish I had dog treats for you."
Dan looked all confused and sidestepped me, striding back to his desk but addressing Lucifer on the way, "since when do you care about dogs?"
"Not your business, Douche, but if you must know, this one found me and wouldn't leave my side, and there's something special about her, so I couldn't ignore her," ," Lucifer replied tersely.
"Figures you'd be the one bringing a dog to the station. Just… keep her away from me," Dan grumbled before storming back to his desk.
Ella went after him asking him why he reacted the way he did, and I just continued to sit there as I looked up and met Lucifer's eyes.
"At least everyone else likes you. I fully encourage you to annoy Douche, but for now… come on," he said softly, and I followed him back to Chloe's desk as he sat down on the other side again.
I decided to be particularly affectionate just then; I did warn him before that I'd be more impulsive with invading his space while being a dog. I hopped up onto my hind legs and rested both fore paws on his knees, leaning over to rest my head on his chest with a little whimper.
He tensed up a little bit as usual when someone hugged him, but after a moment he relaxed and murmured, "good girl…" as he started petting both my ears with his hands.
"Aww," Chloe said, and I flicked one ear in her direction to listen. "She really loves you already…"
Lucifer cleared his throat, shifting in his seat but making no move to push me off. "Um… well, yes, what's not to like?" he tried to brush it off with a brag, but Chloe and I saw right through him. I gave him a little lick on the cheek, and he grimaced but didn't stop me.
"It's different though… I've never seen your charm work on animals before. I don't know what you did, but it looks like she really feels safe with you," Chloe replied, and I could hear the smile in her voice.
Lucifer smiled faintly and said, "Well… I didn't have to do much. She just showed up out of nowhere and I didn't turn her away."
"I think it's really sweet of you," Chloe commented, which earned a scoff from the devil, but all he did was blush slightly. "You know… Trixie's always wanted a dog, but Dan hates them, and I never thought of getting one myself…" she trailed off, obviously hinting at something.
"Oh? Well… you and your offspring are welcome to join me at the penthouse to visit her…" Lucifer offered hesitantly, and I perked up and looked over my shoulder at Chloe, furiously wagging my tail.
"I might just take you up on that offer. You can bring her over to my place, too… as long as you knock first," Chloe replied, and then chuckled. "Looks like she likes that idea. I hope she's good with kids."
My tail wagged at maximum speed, making me wiggle my entire body while still halfway in Lucifer's lap. I was mainly excited that I'd just managed to nudge the devil and the detective closer together, which was another reason for wanting to be here in the first place, and the one reason that I kept hidden from Lucifer for the moment so that I could enjoy his sexual skills myself while he was still polyamorous.
"Yes, she's friendly with everyone… she just shows her vicious side with criminals," Lucifer replied to Chloe, and he gently shoved me off his lap. "Calm down, pup." I sat down obediently next to him, tail still wagging a bit.
"Okay! Unless a new case comes in beforehand, you want to shoot for Friday night? Your place or mine, doesn't matter to me," Chloe offered casually.
"Yes! I look forward to it," Lucifer replied enthusiastically, grinning from ear to ear.
"In the meantime, let me get back to work," Chloe said as she returned to focusing on her paperwork.
Ella seemed to have finished arguing with Dan and came over to visit me again. "Lemme get another doggy hug!" she said and leaned down to pick both of my front paws up, and I reared up to hug her again, giving her a couple licks on the cheek this time.
"Aww. Que buena perra eres*!" She spoke in Spanish, and the only word I understood was the feminine version of the Spanish word for 'dog'. "I can't wait to see her in action… I hope you bring her here every time you come to the precinct," she told Lucifer, grinning from ear to ear.
"I plan to," he replied, grinning back at her.
"Great! Cool. I'm gonna go back to working in the lab, I'll catch you later," Ella let me drop back down to the floor and gave Lucifer a quick hug before returning to the lab room.
"Hmm… not much else to do right now. I think we'll be going home now. Hope to see you later, Detective," Lucifer said to Chloe.
"Bye! Have fun with your new dog," she replied, waving at him.
Lucifer waved back before making his way out of the station, and I tagged along at his heels as usual. I wasted no time leaping into the passenger seat of his Corvette as he opened the door and drove off back to Lux.
"I'll order some dog-related things later. When we get home, I'd like to experiment with that flexible tail of yours," he suggested as the Lux building loomed in the distance.
"Fine with me. You wanna ride my tail while I ride YOU?" I asked, grinning deviously at him. It was late afternoon by now and I was up for another round.
He grunted and shifted in his seat, obviously aroused by the suggestion. "Yes… that sounds fun," he replied huskily, one hand diving between his legs to adjust himself.
Once we arrived, the devil parked rather haphazardly and leapt out of the car, and I hastily followed suit as we made our way into the building.
As soon as we got into the elevator and the doors closed, I shifted into human form with the police dog vest still on, not bothering with any clothing illusion. Thankfully, the vest fit me just as well in human form as it did in dog form. "Looks like you get to undress me this time after all," I teased.
"Oh, fuck," Lucifer cursed, growing fully erect as he took in the sight of me, practically drooling. He pulled me close and slammed his lips against mine, and I kissed him back with equal fervor as I started pulling off his jacket.
"I've been waiting to strip you out of your suit all day. Let me do it when we get up there," I told him in between kisses.
"As you wish," Lucifer replied huskily, pushing his still-clothed erection between my legs, desperate for some friction. Clicking sounds filled the elevator as he unbuckled my vest, and I grabbed it so that he wouldn't drop it as he ravished my neck and shoulders with kisses and nibbles.
As soon as we heard the "ding" of the elevator reaching the penthouse level, he pulled away and took my free hand and led me toward the bedroom. I tossed the vest aside, not bothering to check where it landed.
This was going to be fun…
((A/N cutting it off there because some people might get weirded out by the thought of tail pegging. I plan to write a separate story for fetishes and other kinky things that will happen behind the scenes in this story, so stay tuned for that!
Both the bonus tail pegging scene and chapter 3 are in progress. Hold onto your hats!
*translation for Ella's Spanish line: "such a good dog you are"))
