ONE DAY LATER…

Ever since they had returned from the anomaly Pierce had been busy with paperwork and questions, a lot of questions. Lucifer had slunk off back to his nightclub, Lux, without hardly a word, there had been no smirk or cheek or insinuation, he had just left the anomaly site and Pierce hadn't seen him since. That was why he was walking through the doors of Lux, he needed to talk to Lucifer, Pierce knew if he didn't he would lose his chance for good, maybe he already had. Lucifer had changed in Beacon Hills, Pierce could see and feel the difference. Pierce knew he'd made a mistake, he just hoped it wasn't too late to mend what had been broken.

As the music hit him, Pierce could tell that it was Lucifer playing his piano and the Devil's voice that captured the room. He didn't think he knew the song, but Lucifer made it sound intricate and beautiful.

After weaving his way through the club, Pierce ordered a beer and stood back against the bar to take in the show, and Lucifer. The Devil wore a mahogany dress shirt, of which the first two buttons were undone, his sleeves were folded thrice and his hair was mussed in that styled 'I just got out of bed' look. Pierce was mesmerised by the music and by the Devil himself, he caught himself biting his lip and imagining bending Lucifer over his piano and having him.

Pierce glanced around sheepishly, as if someone might have known his dirty thoughts, and willed his dick to stay down. The song finished and everyone, including Pierce, clapped and cheered, and then the club music started again, the beat pounded in his chest, or maybe that was his heart.

The Lieutenant was about to make his way over to Lucifer when a tall muscular man wearing denim short shorts and a mesh tank top began to dance and grind on the Devil. Lucifer caressed the man's muscles and strong jawline as they danced and he knocked back the glass of amber liquid in his hand. They were quickly joined by a woman in a mini skirt and a crop top, her long dark hair swayed as she moved to the music.

It occurred to Pierce that maybe he should just leave, maybe he had read the signs wrong, or maybe there was nothing left to mend. Although, there was that little voice in the back of his head that told him he had to know, it was that voice that made him walk up to Lucifer and tap him on the shoulder mid dance move.

Lucifer whirled around with a grin that dropped when he realised who had interrupted him, "Can I help you, Lieutenant?"

That stung a bit, but Pierce stuck to his guns, "Can we go upstairs and talk?" he almost had to yell over the music.

Lucifer was handed another glass of amber liquid by a passing bartender, "I'm sick of talking to you," he yelled back before draining that glass too.

Pierce frowned and then looked Lucifer right in the eyes, "I don't want to die," he shouted.

Their eyes stayed locked momentarily, it was as if everything else dropped out of being and they existed on a separate plane, Lucifer had waited a long time to hear that. The Devil turned to his companions and said something that Peirce couldn't hear, he then walked away towards the elevator that went to his penthouse leaving Pierce to follow after him still holding his beer.

Only the faint throb of the club made noise in the otherwise silent elevator, the doors opened when they reached the top and Lucifer made a bee-line for his personal bar and poured himself another drink. As he stepped out of the elevator, Pierce wasn't sure what to do, he had asked for this and now he didn't know what to say or even where to stand.

Lucifer strode past Pierce and arranged himself on the luxurious couch with his drink, "You said you wanted to talk…"

Pierce sat on the couch opposite and put his beer down on the coffee table before clearing his throat, "Lucifer, I-" he took a deep breath and clasped his hands together, "I've been a fool and I'm sorry, you'd think after thousands of years I would know better, but apparently I've been alone too long."

"Well I could've told you that," Lucifer sneered into his glass.

A grimace passed over Pierce's face as he continued, "The problem was that it took me to realise I was losing you before I knew what I really wanted. All those arguments we had were pointless, you were right all along, I shouldn't throw away something like this without even giving it a go, I was irrational and couldn't see what was right in front of me."

"Get to the point Marcus," Lucifer was trying desperately to squash the bubbles of hope rising in his chest.

Pierce rose from the couch and knelt on the ground in front of the Devil, his hands gripped Lucifer's and they stared into each other's eyes searching, "I was on the fence for a long time but I've made my decision, I don't want it to be casual fucking anymore, I want to give you and I a chance, I'm sorry I was too stubborn to do it sooner. Forgive me?"

Lucifer considered him for what seemed like decades, it could've been, Pierce probably wouldn't have even noticed. Many things passed over Lucifer's face, then he asked, "You're not going to change your mind again tomorrow, or just 'cause we have a tiff are you?"

"No, I promise."

Lucifer nodded, "Good…because I intend to keep you for a very long time," he grinned and Pierce was so relieved that he smiled back, and then Lucifer casually said, "Well…why aren't you naked yet?"

Pierce didn't need to be told twice, he knew he had been an ass lately, and Lucifer had every right to be annoyed with him over it, he had no problem with making it up to his lover. He would do the romantic stuff Lucifer liked too, but the Devil was a very sexual being and Pierce knew he could start to make it up to him with a good shag, it couldn't do any harm at least.

The Lieutenant removed his shoes and socks then stood up, tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it away, "Slower," Lucifer commanded before taking another mouthful of his beverage. His eyes were hungry as Pierce made a show of undoing and removing his pants, which revealed he wasn't wearing anything underneath. Lucifer licked his lips as he eyes dragged over large shoulders, bulging biceps, chiselled abs and settled on the hefty manhood between carved thighs; this body was definitely a gift from dad.

The attention made Pierce's member twitch, there was something powerful about being ogled like that by the Devil himself. Lucifer smirked and rose elegantly from the couch, discarding his glass to the coffee table as he did, they now stood as close as possible without touching, just staring into each other's eyes. Pierce knew this was Lucifer's game; he was in control, so he waited for the Devil to make his move.

Lucifer inclined his head forward and their lips met, at the same time Lucifer brought his hand up to caress the manhood on display for him, just fondling it gently and the next second he had stopped again, "Follow me," he commanded and made his way to the bedroom.

Pierce trailed after him, doing exactly as instructed, he waited for the next one by the bed, but it didn't come. Lucifer stood in front of Pierce and ran fingertips over the bare skin; it was a game of patience, he hadn't expected this, but it was a game Pierce was good at, it was something you got good at living for so long.

"On the bed, on all fours," Lucifer instructed, and Pierce was only too eager to comply. He waited unwearyingly as Lucifer took his time undressing, once naked, Lucifer went to one of his many drawers of 'fun' and procured a bottle of lube, a small butt plug and a remote that matched. He came back to the bed and laid the items out on the edge before joining Pierce on the black silk sheets and gave him a playful bite on one ass cheek. He could feel Pierce tense and then shiver from the unexpectedness of the bite.

Lucifer bit the other cheek, a tiny noise and another shiver was the result, Lucifer did it again and played with Pierce's balls at the same time; a louder noise this time. It was then that Pierce realised he was going to be tortured with pleasure, it made his body shudder in anticipation, he was Lucifer's now and the Devil could do what he pleased.

Fingernails dug into Pierce's ass cheeks as Lucifer pulled them apart to reveal a pink hole waiting for him, immediately he lapped at it with his tongue, again and again. Pierce had just considered that Lucifer may want him to beg, but then he felt a wet warmth enter him and he groaned in relief and new pleasure as the tongue wormed its way further inside him. Lucifer played with him for a while, mapping out every wall with his skilled tongue, Pierce was left panting by the time Lucifer withdrew his face.

Lucifer reached for two of the three objects he'd sat on the bed, the lube first and then the butt plug, he coated the silicone plug with a generous amount of lube and then went back to Pierce's behind. The Lieutenant had been watching since the tongue had left his body, in all honesty he hadn't experimented a great deal with sex toys, he hadn't had a great deal of sex since they had become popular and ranged, he was a bit excited to experience a variety of them though.

The cold tip of the slick plug touched his hole and Pierce quivered, "Relax," Lucifer told him and then slowly pushed in the plug, the stretch burned a little, but overall it felt good, the same, but different to having the fullness of a cock inside you. Lucifer pushed it in and out a little, wiggling the plug to touch Pierce everywhere inside. Pierce exhaled a moan and found his legs to be slightly shaky, they had spread quite far and he became very aware of how hard and needy his cock was when the head rubbed against the silk sheet. Pierce bit his lip but the sound still escaped, and then turned into a cry as the butt plug began to vibrate gently inside of him, he couldn't help it, Pierce's brain abandoned him and he rubbed his cock needily against the mattress below.

The vibration stopped and Lucifer's hand went to his throat and pulled him up just off the mattress, "Uh, ah," he tutted and let go of Pierce's throat, "Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Pierce whined, but the question cleared his mind a little, somewhere he knew it was a serious question about what they were doing, he nodded, "Yes, very yes."

Lucifer chuckled, "Good, on your back now."

Pierce flipped over, he could feel the plug shift inside him as he moved, he bit his lip again. Lucifer had the lube in his hand once more and was coating his own fingers, they then disappeared behind him and he sighed as they entered his own entrance. Pierce watched as Lucifer fingered himself in front of him, he licked his lips as his erection throbbed, with the other hand Lucifer hit a button on the small remote and Pierce squirmed and moaned, his cock leaked pre-come from the swollen tip as the vibration hit him.

Lucifer only stopped it when he had finished with himself, Pierce was panting and trying to thrust the air, he needed release so badly, he couldn't recall the last time he had felt so needy. The next thing Pierce knew, Lucifer was straddling him and pouring lube over Pierce's erection, the coolness of the lube was almost soothing, "I," he swallowed and tried again, his voice was shakier than he had anticipated, "I'm going to come if you do that."

The Devil grinned at him, "No, you're not, not until I say so," and with that he sunk down onto Pierce's waiting cock in one movement. It left Lucifer breathless for a moment, the burn, the fullness, the sheer pleasure was almost too much. Pierce's eyes rolled back into his head and he almost choked on his moan, there was no control after that, Pierce slammed himself up into Lucifer's willing body and Lucifer met him on the way down, causing their bodies the push together in harsh frantic movements.

Lucifer already had his own erection in his hand and was jerking it furiously, the other was on the strong chest beneath him still clutching the remote. Pierce's hands were on Lucifer's ass, helping to move him up and down on his erection, he was on the edge, and stayed there for long seconds, he moved Lucifer's body to a slightly different angle on the next thrust and Lucifer cried out, "Yes, there!"

Pierce doubled his efforts, the plug rubbed so nicely inside him, it was difficult to think anymore, he just needed to come, and the noises Lucifer made as he hit the Devil's sweet spot was too much. In the moment, Pierce couldn't remember if he'd ever been made to scream in pleasure without another cock hitting him in the sweet spot, but the moment Lucifer said "Come for me," and the vibration started again, a scream ripped from his throat and one of the most powerful orgasms of his long life tore through his body while he filled Lucifer with his come.

It was the erratic movement and hearing Pierce scream his pleasure that gave Lucifer the push he needed to jump off the edge, there were sparks behind his eyes as he came over Pierce's chest.

All movement ceased except for the rapid breathing from both men, even the vibrator had stopped, and they stared into each other's eyes as they slowly came down from the post orgasmic bliss, "Fuck, you might kill me yet," Pierce joked.

Lucifer let out a huff that was meant to be a laugh, "Oh Marcus, I specialise in desire, remember…"

"I'm sorry I hurt you, Lucifer, I care about you, a lot," Pierce told him in a more serious tone and caressed his cheek, feeling the five o'clock shadow under his fingers.

Lucifer closed his eyes, he enjoyed the touch, content in the knowledge that Pierce no longer wished for death, the only thing Pierce desired now was 'them' and one or two things Lucifer was sure he could satisfy, "The feeling is mutual," he replied.