Hey guys!

First of all I should warn you that this one, though starts out kinky, is actually quite emotional and shows a side of Lucifer that we don't see a lot. I hope you will enjoy it, if not in the same way.

Lucifer Morningstar woke up the next day with his girlfriend peacefully sleeping on his chest, exactly in the same position as she fell asleep last night. She was quite tuckered out and he couldn't blame her for it, after all, it was her first time going a little wild. And besides, she was cute sleeping. Even if she did snore a tiny bit. In fact, the Devil was starting to find the noise endearing, it was sort of what lulled him to sleep when he found it hard to drift off. It was steady and somewhat adorable, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

He smiled and gently stroked Chloe's hair for a few seconds, careful not to wake her up in the process. At his touch, she smiled in her sleep and squirmed the tiniest bit, now pushing her head towards his shoulder, slipping off of him almost completely. Lucifer was smitten, and it took all of his strength not to shower her with a million tiny kisses, but he wouldn't disturb her rest, at least not yet. Instead, he squirmed around for a few seconds lightly and slipped out from underneath her, taking a moment to take in the scene of his sleeping love fully as he stood up. Just a second later, he walked out of his room with a smile on his face. He took a shower and put on a suit, except losing the jacket, he didn't want it getting dirty whilst making the Detective breakfast.

One morning that he spent at Chloe's house, Trixie woke up early and found him at the kitchen, wondering what he should make them. The little girl offered waffles, saying they were the Detective's favourite and so it was settled. Her statement turned out to be false once Chloe woke up though, as she informed her that waffles were the little devion's favourite breakfast and not hers. It was at that moment Lucifer realised that both Decker women had him wrapped around their fingers, and that there was no going back. He didn't appreciate being lied to though and Trixie suffered a severe tickle attack from him that morning, her outrageous giggles making him laugh too. Even the memory made him smile as he proceeded to make breakfast for Chloe in his own kitchen, deciding pancakes wouldn't be a bad idea, since she loved his waffles and well, they were basically the same batter.

Of course, it wouldn't be Lucifer if he didn't go all out. Mixing chocolate chips into the batter – altough, admittedly, that was in favor for his own sweet tooth - , decorating the pile of pancakes with maple syrup, whipped cream and strawberries on the side. He was quite proud of himself once he was done, and it was 10 am, which was an appropriate time to wake up the Detective. He washed his hands, which were sticky from the syrup and then walked into his room, only to find Chloe wide awake – and once again, snooping.

This time she was sitting on the ground cross-legged, her right arm elbow-deep into one of his toy boxes she took from the closet. She was so occupied she didn't notice Lucifer walking in and leaning against his bedroom wall with a cheeky smile, shaking his head after a few seconds.

„Have you learnt nothing from last evening, Detective?" He tilted his head to the side and her head whipped up at his comment, blushing madly. The Devil chuckled lightly and stepped forward, rolling up his sleeves slowly and teasingly. „Don't worry, I know just how to fix that."

„No!" Chloe yelped with a fit of giggles, yanking the box in front of her as protection. „I'm not snooping! I'm..." Her voice trailed off and Lucifer stopped in his tracks, cocking his eyebrow at her in a challenging way. He loved to play cat and mouse and they were in no hurry at all, besides, he was interested in her explaination. „I'm... discovering!" She shot him a hopeful look and held onto the box for dear life, though she knew it was actually little to no protection, and she wasn't sure if she even wanted to be protected.

„Oh!" The Devil laughed and and took another step, making her shrink back a little with desperate giggles. „I see, Detective. I see." He purred. „Have you perhaps got a warrant?"

Chloe bit down on her lip to keep herself from smiling. Lucifer turned her own logic against her, which was clever of him, and also a sign that he'd been listening at work and not just smoking evidence and making penis jokes.

„Um... well, I..."

„Yes?" He asked her quietly, rubbing his palms together and grinning down at her menacingly, a playful look in his eyes.

„I got it!" She suddenly exclaimed and he nodded at her seriously, arms now crossed over his chest. „I got it! This isn't snooping because I already saw everything yesterday! Now I'm just... double-checking!"

Lucifer threw his head back in laughter because she was just too cute, he couldn't help it. He soon pulled himself together though and clasped his hands behind his back with a grin.

„Let me summarize, Detective." He cleared his throat. „Your excuse for snooping today... is that you've already snooped yesterday." He shook his head with a light laugh and crouched down in front of her. „That does not. Look. Good. For you." He waved his index finger at her playfully with each word, tapping her nose at the last two and Chloe once again tried backing up with a nervous giggle. „Now, now, Detective, where do you think you're going?" He sang, getting down on his knees and crawling closer to her. „We've got so much to discuss..."

„Yes, yes, let's... let's discuss! Yeah!" She nodded rapidly, scrambling backwards.

„Yeah?" He grinned, tilting his head to the right, shortening the distance between them still. „I'm glad you agree, my hand has a lot to discuss with your naughty bum."

„Nooo..." She chuckled frantically, her back hitting the wall. There was no escaping now. „No, Lucifer!" She shrieked in laughter as he playfully growled and pounced, grabbing her wrist and throwing her over his shoulder effortlessly.

„Gotcha, Detective!" He grinned triumphantly, turning around and carrying her out of his room.

„Nooo, where are you taking me?" She squirmed and kicked, her laughter never subsiding.

„I am taking you... Detective, can you...? Detective! Stop! Doing! That!" He punctuated the last three words with playful pops on her bottom and she yelped, her giggles getting louder, but she did stop wiggling. He smirked and put her down in the kitchen, facing her. „I made you breakfast and I wouldn't want it to get cold, so dig in, bon appetit. Don't worry, the discussion shall happen in due time." He spun her around. „Now eat up." He popped the „p", as well as her bottom and she gave another yelp, giving him a fake resentful look as she gently rubbed her behind.

„Ow."

The Devil chuckled at that adorable pout and watched her take a seat before sitting down across her.

„So..." He stuck his knife and fork into his own food, looking up at her with a charming smile. „How'd you sleep, Detective?"

She smiled back and and tasted the pancakes, her eyes rolling to the back of her head with a pleasurable moan. Lucifer loved that sound. More than he loved life itself.

„Pretty good, actually, though I don't remember falling asleep, or anything after you... after we... after..." She was blushing and he chuckled at her, amazed how she always managed to get cuter and cuter.

„Are you shy about the word, Detective?" He was enjoying this, really. He added a bit of tease to his voice. „Say it, Detective, I know you can. After me. Come on, say it. Spanking." He articulated and Chloe's face turned an even redder colour. She shook her head and bit her lip, making him laugh again. „Come on, Detective, you can do it. Span-king. Span-"

„Lucifer!" She giggled and shook her head again, making him raise an eyebrow.

„Yes?" He teased her.

„Can you stop saying-"

„Spanking?" He asked with a cheeky smile and she hid her face in her hand, making the Devil once again melt.

„Aww, Chloe, darling, I'm only teasing you. It's adorable when you blush like that." He reached out and gently peeled her hand off her face, only to hold it to his lips and place a light kiss on it. He stroked her soft skin carefully and she couldn't stay mad at him, no matter how sassy he could be.

„Aaaanyhow..." The Detective was still blushing, but looked into his eyes this time. „I really enjoyed last night."

„Mmm." The Devil murmered as he softly munched on his food, the cheeky gleam in his eyes still there. „As did I, dear. Very much so."

She pitched another slice of pancake on her fork, keeping her gaze down shyly.

„I'm sorry we didn't go, you know... all the way..." She struggled to find the right words to say. Lucifer frowned and she tried to explain further. „You know, it was... it was all about me, and... these things should be mutual... and I just-"

„Detective." He cut her off gently, placing a gentle hand on hers. The smallest smile showed in the corner of his lips and he shook his head. „You deserve... for it to be about you, and nobody but you." She tried to speak again but he squeezed her hand. „And besides, we've got all the time in the world. All this time I spent my life thinking about me, doing everything for me, making everything about me. Detective." She looked up at him, drowning in the love she found in his eyes. „You deserve someone who makes it all about you. And make it all about you I shall."

Chloe stared at him for long seconds before she leaned forward and kissed him, Lucifer kissing her back with the outmost gentleness. Finally, she broke the kiss and they smiled at each other before she sat back and continued to eat. He was already finished and watched her happily.

„When you said these things should be mutual though..." He pondered, a small smile tugging on his lips. „Did you mean that I would also get a spanking after yours? 'Cause you know, I wouldn't complain... if that's what you're into..." He winked at her and she chuckled loudly, following his question with a question.

„Is that what you're into?"

He grinned at her seducingly.

„I'm into whatever you're into, Detective."

She rolled her eyes playfully as she finished up her plate.

„Seriously though. Are you into that?"

Lucifer shrugged, intertwining his fingers under his chin.

„Well, I've been spanked before, but as I told you shortly after we first met, any impact of that sort is more like some kind of a pressure and not pain. But that's when I'm invulnerable. So technically speaking, it would be my first ever spanking too. And we both know how much I deserve one..." Chloe giggled again as he wiggled his eyebrows, her laughter music to his ears. „I've been a very, very bad boy, Detective."

Chloe leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest with a smile.

„You know what?" She asked, and he cocked an eyebrow at her. „I'm not even going to try to argue with that." He grinned at that. „But um... I don't know how to... you know..."

„Spank someone?" He knew she'd blush at the word but it still made him laugh as he stood up. „Well, allow me to teach you..."

Chloe screeched but it was already too late, and she soon found herself stood up and then bent over his knee, giggling uncontrollably.

„Lucifer, no!" Her hands flung back to protect her backside but he caught them expertedly, laughing along with her.

„Relax, Detective, this is not the discussion... yet." He teased as he looked down at her. „I'm simply giving you a tutorial, for educational purposes. It's not going to hurt. Let those hands down... there you go..." Chloe pulled her hands back with a pout and he chuckled before rubbing her pants-clad bottom gently. „Are you ready, Detective?"

She sighed with fake annoyance and nodded. Lucifer grinned.

„First of all, make sure you remove all jewellery that could potentionally cause any actual harm during the spanking; like this ring." He took it off and showed it to Chloe, who nodded seriously as he placed it on the table.

„Smart." She commented sassily, making Lucifer grin. He hoped she'd get a bit of an attitude, after all, that makes everything more fun.

„Yes." He replied before he placed one hand on her back. „Now. Decide whether the spanking should be on a clothed bottom or bare. I suggest both, makes things a bit more exciting." He patted her bum teasingly. „And good choice with the fabric of your trousers, Detective, jeans always sting more."

„Good to know." She replied with fake boredom and he wagged his finger at her playfully.

„Don't tempt me, Detective. Patience isn't my strongest feature and your bottom looks very inviting."

Chloe shook her head and lifted a hand up in defense, staying serious.

„I'm so sorry. Please continue, this is fascinating." She turned her head back and watched him in pseudo interest. He shook his head with a small chuckle but continued anyway.

„Thank you. Now. When using your hand, you want to make sure your palm is the main area making the connection, not the tips of your fingers since they don't cover much ground." He showed his open hand to Chloe and traced a finger around his palm.

„Hmm." Chloe nodded, no snarky remark this time, just to confuse him. He narrowed his eyes at her before nodding his head.

„Alright. So. You lift your hand into the air about this high..." He raised his hand followed by her gaze. „And swing your arm using the strength you think is fair, and bring your hand down... with a pop." His hand landed gently on her right buttcheek and she giggled uncontrollably. She could feel the impact but it didn't sting on hurt at all, just as he promised.

„Can I get up now?" She asked, hoping the answer would be no and he tightened his grip around her waist as a sign of that, making her grin.

„Well someone's being impatient." He scolded playfully as he raised his hand again. „The lesson's not over yet. It is very important that you swing your arm and not your wrist, otherwise you might hit harder or weaker than you'd expect and your hand would get tired very easily. So use..." His hand landed on her right cheek. „Your arm..." Another pop on her left cheek. „Only." With a playful smack on her right cheek, he stopped and chuckled at her giggles.

„Okay, okay." She squirmed a bit. „I've got it. Is that all?"

Lucifer grinned and rubbed her bottom gently.

„Almost." He chuckled as she playfully sighed and slipped his hand downwards. „This area right here, these are the sit-spots. They're quite sensitive, which means you should be careful with them, but the spanks landing here are also the most stimulating." He gave the sit-spots two quick spanks and Chloe only responded with more giggles since he was very gentle. Smiling, he rubbed her behind one last time. „And finally, make sure you spread the spanks evenly on all surface of the area." He began a random round of playful spanks all over, and she wiggled around with more laughter before he landed one last slightly firmer spank right in the middle. „Aaand we're done."

The Detective couldn't stop chuckling as he helped her up and Lucifer just had to follow, it was contagious.

„Now that wasn't so bad now, was it?" He questioned her and pulled her into a tight hug, one hand around her waist and one hand stroking her hair gently.

„Mmm." She buried her head into his chest, making him smile. „Not that bad."

Lucifer kissed the top of her head lovingly before they pulled away.

„Alright. Well, I've gotta take a shower now. See you later." She walked past him and swung her arm in the air last minute, and before he could move a loud pop landed on his bum.

„Yeow!" He yelped in surprise. It wasn't really hard but it still stung. „Detective!" He pouted as he rubbed his backside, slightly amused.

„Don't tell me you didn't deserve it." She turned her head back with a playful grin. Lucifer couldn't help but smirked back at her. That, he couldn't tell her.

That, he couldn't.

„So since when does BDSM... exist?"

They were both on the floor now with toy boxes all around them and each having a glass of wine, Lucifer explaining the use of his toys one by one. Chloe had no idea there were so many ways of foreplay. She did know a few, but not nearly as much as Lucifer...

„Well, let me think..." He leaned on one hand and looked up at the ceiling. „Since the beggining of time, actually! Well. Not... since Adam and Eve, but, you know... quite early. There's a nice number of biblical figures who actually had some secret kinks, you wouldn't believe it." He chuckled.

„Oh, do tell!" Chloe laid down on Lucifer's fuzzy carpet and rested her head on her elbows, her eyes glowing with curiousity.

„My, my, Detective, I wouldn't have taken you for a gossip girl! What a lovely surprise indeed." He grinned at her and she giggled.

„Come on, this is interesting stuff. So who was it? What kinks?" She tilted her head to the side. „This has to be juicy..."

„Well, I'm afraid I'm only allowed to tell you so much, as I have promised most of them to take their secret to the grave with me... figuratively speaking. And we both know I don't break my promises, even if made to, well, the already deceased. But there's one I can tell you, though it's not exactly a kink..." He smirked mischeviously. „Are you familiar with The Four Gospels, Detective?"

„No way!" Her jaw dropped. „Which one of them was it? Matthew? Mark? Luke? John? Which one?"

The Devil laughed at her enthusiasm.

„Neither, Detective, neither. But since you're familiar with those, do you perhaps know of any other gospels that didn't make it to the Bible throughout canonization?"

„Oh!" She nodded. „Mary had one, right? And then there was the Gospel of Thomas..."

„Yes, that's correct. You really do know your history, Detective. Admirable." He grinned.

„Well, I only know them because I know who you are."

„Oh, I see." He replied. „All part of your little investigation with Father Kinley back in the day, I presume."

Chloe blushed, the memories clouding over her.

„Don't worry, Detective." He reached out to stroke her hand with a light smile. „It's all in the past."

She smiled back at him lightly and he continued.

„Anyhow, there were other books, one in particular called The Gospel of Judas. I suppose you've heard of him, he's known as history's ultimate traitor."

„Right!" Chloe nodded. „So what was his deal?"

„Well..." Lucifer smiled. „There was this nitwit... forgive me for not recalling his name but it's actually insignificant. What matters is that he studied The Gospel of Judas long and hard and somehow came to the conclusion that Jesus was gay. Which is ridiculous, you know? I mean, if I've ever met an asexual person it would have to be that poor chap. I should know, I offered him my services."

„You..." Chloe nearly choked on her glass of wine as she laughed in disbelief. „You did what? No."

„Yes." He grinned, taking a sip of his own beverage. „Remember that little story of Jesus wandering in the desert and me tempting him?" Choe laughed even louder. „Exactly, Detective. Jumping off a cliff and turning rocks into bread wasn't the only thing I tried to tempt him with. I mean, I knew he'd turn me down, after all, Dad definitely would've dispproved, but he qenuinely seemed disinterested in me. And I'm me!" He pointed to himself. „I mean, who in their right might could resist this?"

„I could." She teased him and he rolled his eyes playfully.

„You're the exception that strengthens the rule, Detective."

„Hmm." She smirked, then all of a sudden furrowed her eyebrows together as a bothersome realization hit her. „Wait a minute. Jesus is God's son... doesn't that make you brothers?"

„Oh, bloody hell, Detective, don't be disgusting. Of course not!" He grimaced, shaking his head violently. Looking at Chloe and realizing her surprise at his sudden outburst made him come to the conclusion that he may have overreacted a bit, and he quickly toned it down, his voice much gentler when he spoke again. „It's a common misbelief, but no. It's hard to explain, but Jesus was born. I was created. In other words, I was handmade and well, he was... traditionally made. If one of us has to be our Father's, it's Jesus. But of course we all called him Father, He was after all a big part of our existence. Let me put it this way: that Jesus fellow and I share about as much affinity as you and I, Detective, and if we were to call that siblinghood, it would make things very awkward, wouldn't you agree?"

„Ugh!" Chloe shivered with a light laugh. „Yeah. Please. Just continue with your story."

„Right." He smiled at her and took another sip of wine. „So, as I've mentioned before, Jesus definitely wasn't gay. Judas, on the other hand... oh boy. Oh boy."

„No." Chloe gasped, gulping down a bit of her own drink because she just had to drink to that. „Judas was gay?!"

„Well, among many other things, after all, sexuality isn't all what makes a person." He nodded and smiled strangely, almost in a sad way. „Judas was... well, unsure of a lot of things about himself. Until I helped him." He winked and Chloe gave him the general eyeroll. „Anyway..." And there was that that sad tone again. „He was genuinely... a lovely fellow. He was." Lucifer stared at the ground for a few seconds, and Chloe could tell he was recalling fond memories in his head. „He cared about people, more than they deserved it. And Jesus was, well... his only true love."

Chloe's lips opened slightly, then closed again. She couldn't imagine what it must have been like. Being in love with his best friend who preached homosexuality was a sin, perhaps even believing him and being in constant shame of his feelings... it must have been immeasurable pain.

„He came very close to tell him one day, even. He gave small signs, brought up the topic of homosexuality asif he was asking for a friend... eventually, it broke him. Jesus was tolerant towards all sinners, and according to Dad's rules, no sin is bigger than the other, but somehow, this time he was just showing a lack of compassion. Or perhaps not as much as Judas would've liked to. And so we arrive at the ancient anagnorisis. He... he betrayed him."

„He couldn't have him, so he took him away from everybody else." Chloe said quietly. „Definitely fits the profile of jealousy murder..."

„No." Lucifer's voice was somewhat sharp and she jumped a bit, whatching him warily. His fingers were becoming white as he gripped his glass tighter, seeming uneasy. „Judas loved him. However, he eventually came to the conclusion that Jesus was preaching, well, using his words, „poison". He felt that he was demeaning and unkind to homosexuals and it hurt him so much that he decided it needed to stop. Betraying Jesus though... it was a rash decision. He was outraged when he was first offered money to do so... but then realized that it was, after all, a way." Lucifer gulped. „A way to bring justice to those just like him, a way to end all the violence, the excommunication, the suffering they had to endure, all for being different... he didn't think Jesus would actually be convicted, he was after all, sinless. His death shook him to his very core." The Devil's voice became silent. „It drove him into madness. And eventually, it drove him to committing suicide."

Chloe gulped but held her tears back, she wanted to be strong for Lucifer. She saw how painful this memory was to him, how much he still cared. He had sympathy for one of history's most irredeemable characters, then again... he was the most irredeemable of all. Or so it seems. Lucifer took a deep breath and the Detective placed a hand on his, stroking it gently. He gave her a small smile, letting her know he was okay.

„I met him just before he died." He continued softly. „He was out of his mind, tortured by his own guilt. He even started to believe Jesus' teachings. He told me that after he dies, I should tell everyone how filthy he was. To tell everybody he was committing the most contemptible sin of all. He wanted his name to be cursed over, and over, and over again, for eons."

„And yet the only one you've ever told is me."

Lucifer looked up at Chloe, staring at her for a few seconds before giving her a small smile. He didn't doubt for a second that she would know, but it still felt good to hear it from her. He stroked the hand that was holding his.

„Well..." He gave a small, dry laugh. „His name is cursed over and over again, isn't it? He got what he wanted... and besides, we all know my definition of sin doesn't resemble dear old Dad's. Sleeping with men wasn't going to be another burden of his. Not on my watch."

Chloe nodded, smiling at him a bit. He never ceased to amaze her. The wonderful, compassionate, kind man he was... and yet so many others failed to realize that...

„On a merrier note, he's not in Hell."

The Detective raised an eyebrow, shocked.

„How... how is that possible? You... you said he was tortured by his own guilt..."

„He was." He nodded, shrugging. „I was as surprised as you were, when I couldn't find him down there."

„So..." Chloe smiled, hope filling her voice. „He's in Heaven?"

Lucifer looked down at her, giving another small laugh.

„Well, it appears, Detective, that he's in neither of those places. So I was told by Amenadiel." He sighed.

„But..." Chloe stuttered. „What... what does that mean? Where is he then?"

Lucifer shook his head with a small smile on his face.

„That, Detective... is the million dollar question."

They both stayed silent for a while, deep in their own thoughts. Only a few minutes later had realization hit Lucifer and he slapped a hand over his forehead.

„Oh, Detective, I am so sorry!" He exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief.

„What?" Chloe sat up in utter confusion. „What are you talking about?"

„Aww, Detective, please, forgive me." He reached for her hand and she watched him cautiously. „This wasn't supposed to go down like this."

His puppy dog eyes confused her even more and she shook her head.

„Lucifer, what on earth-"

„This was supposed to be fun, not a trip down Depression Lane, I'm so sorry. I should've chosen another story, that would lead to... well, merrier things, not... bring us down..."

„Lucifer!" She scooted closer to him and grabbed both of his hands, shushing him as he tried to talk again. „Lucifer! Please, listen to me."

The Devil wanted to protest but something in the Detective's eyes stopped him, even took his breath away. He stayed silent.

„There was no script for this conversation at all, alright?" She stroked his cheek and he gave her a small smile. „Lucifer..." She whispered. „Any story would've made happy, and this was no exception. I didn't enjoy seeing you relive that pain, but... don't you see? You're opening up to me." Tears glistened in her eyes and he felt a lump in his own throat. „Don't get me wrong, this must have been awful, but you do feel better now, right? Now that you finally told me..."

Tears rushed into the Devil's eyes. His lower lip trembled slightly, and he found himself nodding whilst leaning into Chloe's touch.

„I do." He whispered, even a small smile made its way onto his face. He did feel better. He'd been carrying so much hurt and pain and he didn't even realize it... and this was just one tiny story of all the suffering and horrors he'd seen and experienced. Now though, it felt asif a bit of that pain was lifted off his chest and was taken over by a feeling of... safety... comfort... he was finding it hard to describe. He closed his eyes and let a single tear drop fall, only to feel it being wiped away by Chloe's fragile, small hand. He slowly placed his hand on top of hers and brought it up to his lips, just stroking it for a few seconds before planting a soft kiss on it.

„I love you, Lucifer." She whispered and that pushed him over the edge. His tears began to flow and he immediately pulled the Detective into a hug to hide his face. Soft sobs broke up from his throat as he spoke.

„And I you, Chloe." Her fingers combed his hair gently, calming him. „And I you."

The two sat there on the floor, enjoying each other's embrace for a long time. The tears stopped after a while, but they wouldn't leave each other's comfort until they both knew the other one was fine. Finally, after they both calmed down, they let go of each other. Looking into each other's eyes, light laughter bubbled out both of them.

„Well..." Lucifer said after he caught his breath. „I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm not really-"

„In the mood anymore?" Chloe chuckled and shook her head. „Yeah, me neither. It's alright though. We've got the rest of our lives."

„That, we do, Detective." He smiled and lifted his drink. Chloe clinked hers against it. „That, we do."

And there we go. Thoughts? I've worked really hard on this one.