Chapter 3
The wait for the police force seemed like a lifetime to Lucifer. He decided to wait for them at his piano, his glass of gin reflected on the glossy surface of the instrument, much like when he first met Detective Chloe Decker. As she walks in, he starts to play " Oops, I did it again " and gives her one of his typical lucifer-grin. Even if their reunion wasn't in the best circumstances, at least it was happening, which was something he had lost hope for. Chloe couldn't help the chuckle as she remembers the first time she met him.
"Anything funny?" Dan asks, his tone harsh, fully aware his ex-wife chuckled of some inside joke she had with Lucifer, effectively bringing the blond woman back in the present.
"Not really. More like a sense of déjà-vu." She replies.
"Dejà-vu?"
"Yes." She continues. "The first time Lucifer and I met, the settings were about the same. Except maybe it was bourbon. He told me he was the Devil, and…" - " He never lied to me. " She adds in her mind - "But it's not the place anyway." She stops herself before she reveals more than she wants to him. She walks towards Lucifer. "Not that you'd get it anyway." She breathes, but not far enough from Dan so he doesn't hear it.
She takes out her notebook and looks at the Devil.
"So Mr…"
"Lucifer Morningstar, at your service, Officer." He replies, the sentence he told her the first time they met slightly different.
Chloe smiles, happy at the opportunity to have a new beginning through this slightly modified first introduction. She quickly gets her "Detective face" back on as she hears Dan's and Ella's footsteps.
"Hey, Lucifer!" She exclaims as she hugs him. "Long time no see."
Lucifer lets the hug go through but doesn't return it. "Indeed it has, Miss Lopez. Douche, I'd say I'd miss you too, but I never lie." He adds. Chloe chuckles, as well as Ella. "Now that things are back to normal at Lux, hopefully, I can resume my duties as a police consultant." He finishes, eyes fixed on Chloe. She doesn't give him an answer yet.
"So what happened exactly?" She asks.
"I'm not sure, to be honest." He empties his glass, fully aware the rest of the story might not be easy for Chloe to hear if he based his analysis on their last encounter. "I was looking for something decent to drink after my guests emptied all my stocks upstairs."
"Wild party?" Ella jumps in, a knowing smile bright on her features.
"More like orgies." Dan corrects her, his tone even harsher than before.
Chloe breaks contact with Lucifer's eyes, as jealousy invades her mind, unwanted images completing the picture. Lucifer feels a tightening pain in his chest. He searches for Chloe's eyes again. When he catches them once again, he simply answers.
"I don't usually kiss and tell Douche!" He neither confirms nor denies the previous allegations, doing his best to stay on stable grounds with Chloe as she writes something down. He rapidly changes the subject. "Anyway, I came downstairs, tripped on this pathetic excuse of a human being, first thought it one of Maze's toyboy who passed out after a too intense session with her, told her to pick him up and clean up, but she simply laughed at me and left." He huffs. "Can you believe that demon had the nerves to laugh at me. I mean…"
"Lucifer!" Chloe says, sharper than intended, the truth about Maze sinking in. He stops and looks at her. "Focus, please. Only useful facts."
"Yes. Sorry, Detective." He replies. Ella and Dan looked at each other. Did Lucifer Morningstar just apologise?
Dan doesn't dwell on it. "So then what?"
"Then I turned the body and saw it was Mr Psychopath, and I called the Detective."
"You touched the body?" Dan asks, incredulous.
"Of course I did. How else was I supposed to know who he was?" He replies as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
"And I suppose you don't remember where exactly?"
"Of course I do." He walks to the body. "I touched him around the neck and the shoulder."
Before Dan can continue, Chloe takes the lead again. "Did you touch anything else?"
"No. I did not." He goes back to the piano. "I am not completely oblivious you know." He adds, hurt by her insinuations.
"I didn't mean it like that, Lucifer." She tries to appease him.
"Right." Dan snickers.
Chloe simply ignores him and focuses her attention back on the dead body. "Ella." She starts. "Any idea about the cause of death?"
Ella clears her throat. "Not sure. But one thing is certain, his death was painful and very slow." She shows the eyes of the victim. "The blood here strongly suggest poison, but I'll know more once I have the tox report from the ME I guess." Chloe opens her mouth to ask another question. "Judging by the rigour mortis and the temperature of the body, I'd say his death occurred less than three hours ago." She smiles at Chloe. "Any more questions?"
"No. Thank you." She replies. She turns to Lucifer. "We're going to need security tapes from last night."
"I don't have any." He says.
"How convenient." Dan jumps in. "So your bookkeeping skills aren't the only shady things in this business."
"How dare you imply I am shady Douche!" He stands up. Chloe puts her hand on his forearm. He calms down, for now. "I'll have you know I don't have any CCTV because I don't need it. My security service is top-notched and I value the privacy of all my customers."
"What about theft?"
He laughs. "Theft, really Daniel?" He pauses. "People simply know better than to steal from me."
"Because you're the Devil right?"
"Exactly." He takes a step towards him. "But I'm afraid you're too limited to grasp the concept of it."
Chloe steps in between them before things get out of hand. "Then how can we have information on what happened yesterday? Please?" She attempts to appease the tension between the two.
Lucifer turns to the gorilla on the far corner and nods. The large man returns his silent question with a nod of his own. "Mark is at your disposal to answer any questions you might have about what happened." On queue, said-Mark approaches them. "He was on duty between ten last night until you arrived. It should be enough to cover the time frame." He looks at Ella. "He has a photographic memory. You can take his words as if they were my own. He has my entire trust, and he will be completely truthful, of course."
"Right, because you're so reliable?" Dan adds.
Chloe strengthens her grip on Lucifer's arm unconsciously. Dan finally leaves the room, Mark on his heels. Once Dan is out of sight, Lucifer seemingly relaxes.
"Alright." Chelo starts. "I think we have all we need for now." She turns to the Devil. "You got a minute?"
Lucifer swallows hard before he answers, his usual facade back on. "For you, Detective, always."
"It's just so we can go back on some of the details you gave earlier." She says, more to the others benefits than to Lucifer's.
His smile falters for a moment before he replies. "Very well, then."
He walks towards the bar as the rest of the team packs their things and head for the exit. The two of them barely hear Ella say goodbye.
"Would you like to sit down?" Chloe looks hesitant. "Are you alright, Detective?"
"Hum, hum." She avoids his eyes. "Could we go somewhere more private?"
"Of course." He instantly replies. "I just thought you might be more comfortable in a more public setting where you'd avoid being completely alone with me." He grabs a bottle. "Especially if you want to talk about the case."
"The case?"
"You said you wanted to review part of my testimony?"
"Oh." She says. "That was just an excuse for the others until they left."
"I see." He replies. "Shall we go upstairs then? And by that, I mean my penthouse, if it's okay with you." He adds, unsure.
"Lead the way."
The ride to the penthouse isn't as awkward as he anticipated, although the tension is palpable in the small steel box. He takes a step back as the doors open.
"After you." He smiles. "Just because I am the Devil, it doesn't mean I shouldn't have manners." The claw on his chest loosens as he sees a small smile.
"How gallant of you." She banters.
"Well guests should always enter first," He smiles. "Just in case an assailant decided to break in." He finishes.
"I see. Smart move." She replies as she walks in. She takes in the place and feels a sort of warmth as she looks at the Assyrian walls. Then her eyes catch a darker stain on one of the reliefs. "You're redecorating?" She asks.
He follows her gaze. "This?" He points at the spot. She nods. "One of my parties went a bit too wild and things got out of hand."
"What happened?"
"Two of my guests decided to find out who was more deserving of my attention and started a fight, a lot of them were intoxicated and I wasn't in the room." He adds as if to defend himself. "Maze had to break them off before anyone got really hurt. The bigger one landed on the coffee table." He points at the broken table. "I'm waiting for a new one. And the other one ended up in the wall."
She cringes a little. "I heard that house call. They said it was pretty wild." She simply says and looks away. "I didn't know it was from Lux. We don't usually get calls for violence, when Lux is involved" She adds, more to herself.
"Well, I don't usually have either these issues. But I guess some humans are more receptive to my charms than others, and the heavy alcohol consumption might have helped their inner desires to break loose." He searches her eyes, yet she keeps them down. "But this won't happen again." He claps his hands. "Anyhow. You want anything to drink before we start the interrogation?"
She finally looks at him. "Lucifer," She searches her words. "I have many questions, but I won't make you answer any of them if you're uncomfortable. I don't want to force you into anything…" She finishes.
"It was a joke, Detective." He smiles. "Maybe with bad timing, I admit." He adds. "I'll be more than happy to answer all and any of your questions." Chloe doesn't seem convinced by his reply. "And, if there's anything I don't want to share, I'll let you know."
She sees the sincerity in his features. "Deal!" She replies, without thinking. "I mean…" She quickly corrects herself. He stops her rambling before it gets too awkward.
"Don't worry, Detective, I'd never struck a deal with you." He continues before she can misinterpret what he said. "You're far too special for this. And as a very wise person told me, friends help each other out, and don't ask any price in return." He finishes, recalling the time she helped him save Lux from demolition.
He walks over to his couch. "Shall we, then?"
Chloe follows him and sits down, leaving a bit of space between them. "We shall." She answers with a bad impression of his accent. He looks at her, mock-hurt on his face. She chuckles. "Sorry, I don't know why I did this." She continues, as he smiles. " Yeah, humour is good. " She thinks before she gets down to business. She takes a deep breath. "So…"
"So?"
"So, you're the actual Devil." She starts, more as a statement than a question. Lucifer remains silent. "And you now live in Los Angeles, bought a nightclub and decided you were done with Hell."
"That's about it." He replies. "Except for one point."
"One point?"
"Yes. But I didn't buy just any club in Los Angeles. I purchased a lame free-fight place and turned it into the most trendy club in the wide Los Angeles area."
She chuckles. "Sorry, my mistake." She smiles. "What about Maze?"
He looks surprised that her first question would be about Maze, but then she still lives with her and Chloe's spawn, so it was an understandable concern. He goes for a reassuring answer.
"Maze is very fond of you and your urchin. She'd never let anything happen to either of you."
"Weirdly, I'm aware of that." She pauses. "But what is she to you, and is she really… I mean, did she truly follow you through the Gates of Hell?"
"She did." He simply says.
"And her relation to you?"
He smiles slightly at the memory. "She used to be an occasional lover back in my hellish days and during my first moments on Earth, joining one of my parties here and there. She was also my right-hand woman - or rather demon." He takes a breath, trying to figure our what she now meant to him. "But these days, she's more of a friend rather than my subordinate I guess. Although I did create her to protect me, and this will always be so, no matter what."
"You created her?"
"Her mother - Lilith - and I created a few originals demons at the beginning."
Chloe looks disgusted for a moment. "Maze is your daughter?!"
He snickers in disgust. "What? Thank Dad no! Despite what it looks like, this isn't Game of Thrones." He pauses and looks for the right way to explain the situation. "Maze and her siblings weren't created the usual way as you conceive it. Lilith and I used our abilities to create - out of nothing - a superior cast of demonesses to rule over the lower demons."
"How do they exist if you don't create them?"
"The lower demons are human souls I received and promoted when I saw potential in them." He grabs his glass, memories of his past bothering him, but he said he would answer all her questions, and he would honour his word. "Once in a while I pull a soul out of its hell, give it a purpose in this eternity. In exchange for its freedom, they can't ever escape Hell and are bound to my order for the rest of time"
"And they take the deal?"
"Almost all of them. It's a rather small price to pay. I free them from torture to take their revenge on others, and in return, they agree to serve me." He puts his glass back on the table. "Although, depending on their crimes, and no matter their potential, some remain in Hell."
Chloe lets the common demon subject for now and continues with her questions.
"So Maze was created out of thin air, but doesn't have a soul since she not human?"
"Correct." He replies. "When Dear Old Dad gave me life, he gave me the power to create from nothingness?"
"From nothingness?"
"Yes. My original role was to bring light to the world." He replies a tingle of pride in his voice. "I took this task to the letter and decided to create literal light with the stars to guide his creation in the night." He looks away for a moment. "But things took a bad turn after a few hundred years and Dad got pissed at me for bringing too much light to his children." His voice drips with resentment. Chloe comes closer to him and put her hand on his forearm. "But anyway, when He condemned me to rule over his newest kingdom to contain bad fruits from his orchard, he made sure my powers were limited just enough so I wouldn't be able to use them there, or at least for a useful purpose." He looks back at Chloe. "So I convinced Lilith - or corrupted as some would say - so she could help me in my task."
"Who was - or is - Lilith?" Chloe repeats.
"She was Adam's test run at marriage before Eve joined in. She decided after a few centuries to be more than just "Adam's wife" and rebelled against my Father. She was sent to Hell as retaliation. She still lives somewhere I guess. We haven't really talked since Maze was created. She was the last of her kind before Lilith disappeared."
"Okay." She simply says. "So you're like Maze's Frankenstein." She adds.
"Where do you think Shelley got her idea from?" Chloe opens her eyes wide. Lucifer chuckles. "I'm kidding. Although you have to admit that Maze is a lot sexier than this modern Prometheus."
"And probably a hundred times more lethal." She adds. "What about Amenadiel?"
"He's an annoying prick." He states.
"Is he really your brother?" Lucifer nods. "And he's also…"
"An archangel? Yes."
"Are any of your other siblings on Earth at the moment?"
"Not that I'm aware of."
"So none of them - apart from Amenadiel - have ever visited you on Earth or in Hell?"
Pain flashes in his eyes. "My siblings and I never had a healthy relationship, apart from Azrael, they pretty much despised me." He simply says. "And Amenadiel isn't on a visit. He simply fell victim to the same sin as I did - Pride." He continues, his tone bitter. "So basically, he's stuck here and decided to rekindle our bound to not be alone and somehow atone his guilt and uselessness."
"What happened?"
"He was supposed to send me back to Hell and went a bit too far with his plan, falling even lower than Hell." He pauses, moving his ring finger along the ridge of his empty glass. "Could we change the subject?" He finally says. "I would rather not talk about my dysfunctioning relatives if it's okay with you."
"Of course." Chloe says as she realises the extent of what he went through over his immortal life. Celestial or not, being disowned by your entire family and then sent to the furthest and most disturbing place would make anyone uncomfortable and resentful. She grabs her glass. "So… What other powers do you have? I mean besides the "What-do-you-truly-desire" thing?
He smiles, happy to be back on more sturdy ground. "You mean my jedi ability?"
"Yes." She chuckles at the reference.
"I wouldn't call them powers, really. It's more that I'm not subject to your earthly laws of physics, so I appear stronger and faster than other humans." He smiles. "And I'm immortal - most of the time anyway."
"Most of the time?" She repeats.
"Somehow my immortality is cancelled whenever you're near me." He answers, truthful.
"Only me?"
"As far as I know, yes."
"Is Maze affected as well?"
"No. Maze has always been mortal." He refills their glasses. "Whenever she dies, she just dies. No Hell nor Silver City for her." He answers her question before she can get it out. "Maze's class of demons don't have a soul. When they die, they just do and disappear from all existing planes."
"You talked about the Silver City, what is it?"
"Heaven if you prefer." Chloe nods. "Although, I see it more as reversed Hell, rather than the classical representation you have in most religions. The way it works is the same as Hell actually, except instead of reliving your worst nightmare over and over again, you relive your happiest moments, until your loved ones join you, if they make the cut that is. And guilt is a pesky animal that worms its way into your souls without you even realising it."
"So kinda like the representation of the Elysian Fields and Tartarus in Xena?"
"What?"
"You know when she helps her son cross over and he leaves Tartarus until she joins him?" He still looks at her, puzzled. "For a celestial being, you have a serious deficiency in classic TV shows." She chuckles, as she notes to show him the show one day. It could be fun to have his take on the whole Eli plot. "Never mind. Can you fly?"
"I used to."
"What happened?" She sees his hesitation. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." She quickly adds, his discomfort evident.
"It's fine." He says as he takes in a deep breath. "I ordered Maze to remove my wings from my back after I decided to stay on Earth for good."
"So there weren't only Russian dolls in the container?" She says, realisation dawning on her.
"Not entirely." He chuckles. "But they are a thing of the past. I burnt them short after I found them. They were…"
"A relic someone was willing to pay for?" He nods, still saddened. Then the full extent of this hits her as she recalls their encounter and his reaction when she touched his scars. "The scars on your back… I'm so sorry Lucifer, I had no idea…"
"It's quite alright." He stops her. "Cutting might have been the most painful moment I've had to go through since the beginning of time, but it was a necessary evil, as they say. Those feathery appendices were the final strings Dad tied me with. I never asked to have them in the first place, but I was the one who decided to remove them and to burn." Chloe's eyes fill with pain as to what he had to undergo. "Literally the biggest bird I ever flipped Him, and the final step towards real freedom."
Without thinking, Chloe lunges and hugs him. Surprised at first at the sudden gesture, Lucifer soon returns her embrace. They hold on to each other for a bit. When they finally let go, their gazes lock and their faces move closer, inch by inch.
"So what did Decker say about the dead body down at Lux?" Maze almost yells as she steps into the penthouse. Then she sees both of them, almost kissing. She smirks. "Am I interrupting anything?" She half-mocks.
Lucifer doesn't say anything and simply glares at her smug face, but Chloe does.
"Actually, yes, you are!" She replies. "Would you mind coming back tomorrow?"
Lucifer smiles and Maze laughs. "You go get some Decker!" She concludes as she heads back towards the elevator.
"So…" Lucifer starts, unable to hide his grin. "Tomorrow, then?" He pauses. "Does that mean you're staying the night?"
She doesn't reply but as soon as Chloe hears the ping of the elevator, she crosses the remaining between them and kisses him. "If you'll have me." She smiles.
His reaction takes her by surprise. Instead of jumping her bones like she thought he would, he stands up and walks to his elevator to press a tile on the right of it. She looks at him puzzled. A small keyboard comes out of the wall. He chuckles.
"It's amazing what they can do nowadays in terms of technology." She still looks puzzled. "I had this installed recently to avoid a repeat of the other night incident." He types 666*6. "It blocks the doors downstairs so no one comes up unannounced, or unwanted."
"I see." Her brain somehow going back to the time they almost went the whole way before the unexpected witness interrupted them. Her features suddenly change and she closes down. Lucifer notices it and walks over to her, surprised by her sudden mood change. He was pretty sure things were going well.
"Are you alright?"
"I have one more question."
"Ask away."
"My opinion hasn't changed regarding what I want." She starts.
"That is not a question, Detective." He replies, purposefully using her official title as a shield for the certain rejection to come.
"I know." She answers. "I'm getting to it." He opens his mouth. "Just let me finish, please." He nods. "As I said, I haven't changed my mind about what I want from this, nor the fact that I want you very badly as well."
He relaxes a little. She takes her breath to calm her nerves. No matter his answer, this would be the point of no return for both of them and all cards would be on the table.
"Are you ready to do this?" She corrects herself quickly. "I mean, no extra encounter, or guest, while, you know…." He looks at her. "I'm not asking you to give up Lux, or your lavish lifestyle, just to confirm that I can fully trust you that I will be the one you're with. We don't have to label it or anything… And it doesn't mean I don't feel anything for you, but I can't do the multiple partners thing, I'm sorry."
"So no threesome, then?" He deflects her statement.
"Lucifer, please." She replies. "Don't make it more difficult than this already is. Just be honest with me, even if it's not what I want to hear."
He comes closer to her and she stands up. They both walk towards his bar, in need of refreshments.
"Detective, I mean Chloe." He starts, downing his glass. "I can't make any promises as to what you're asking of me, nor confirm everything is gonna be alright like a fairy tale. I am the Devil after all." She doesn't laugh at his joke attempt, his face is serious again. "However, I can give you my word I will give whatever this is my best shot to meet your expectations. Although there might be a few bumps on the way. This is a new situation for me, and I'm not talking about whatever it is we have for now. I also mean that it's brand new to me that someone accepts me after seeing what I am." He takes a breath. "But I think it's definitely worth the effort. You're worth the effort." He finishes his fingers tight around the glass, unsure about her reaction, or anything in the future for that matter. He was about to navigate blind in uncharted waters, at least to him, so her reaction takes him by surprise.
Chloe feels as if the Damocles sword over her head had finally been lifted for good. She takes a look at him, his features and soul bare in front of her. She smiles. "Here goes nothing! " She thinks before she seals her lips with his.
Her kiss is all the acceptance he needs and he finally returns it. However, to her surprise, it's not all hot and wild like she imagined it would be, or like the other night when they kissed again. It's hot - don't get her wrong - but given all she heard about him, it's not what she envisioned when she thought they'd finally get there. Still, she can't help the low moan out of her throat, not her fingers' discovery of his body. In comparison to her, Lucifer almost seems shy, afraid to let her go, but also to break her. She can feel him reining his desires and impulses each time his lips and fingers touch her skin. She stills his hands and slowly unbuttons the lowest button of his shirt, taunting him as she brushes over the tent in his dress pants.
"You know I don't break, right?" Her voice is heavy with lust. "And I won't run away." She adds, looking for his eyes. "I know we have all night, but do you think you could move things along a bit?" She presses her hand to the front of his trousers once again and grins at him. This is enough to pull him out of his unusual shyness, his touch heats up in an instant and his kisses become more powerful. He pushes her a bit further until her back hits the side of his elevator. His fingers travel the length of her upper body, the top following his movements until it's completely off. He discards the garment somewhere behind him. He brings his hands back down, mouth replacing his touch along the way until he seals his lips with hers again. Chloe is far from idle as well. She takes the opportunity to roam her nails over his chest, his shirt barely holding on his torso. She unfastens the last button and the silk top slowly falls at his feet. Chloe watches it slide with fascination before she locks eyes with him again. Never leaving his gaze, she lets her hand follow gravity, scraping just the slightest over his skin. Lucifer's breath catches up visibly and Chloe smiles as the truth of her power over him dawns on her. While other women might have done the same to him - countless times, and probably better than her - none of them cancelled his immortality. Chloe was probably the first one to affect him this much due to his mortality sitch around her.
This brand new realisation sends a fresh wave of arousal down her core, as she grasps the idea that, she, Chloe Decker, mere mortal, is about to make the Devil feel new things. It gives her a surge of confidence to take back control of the situation. She stops his hands and pushes him back in turn against the bar. He huffs slightly as his lower back hit the glass a bit harsher than he expected. Before he can say anything, Chloe unfastens his belt and whispers to his ear.
"This is going to be so much fun!"
Lucifer smiles in return, but Chloe sees he's not used to giving up control when it came to this. She can see the struggle in his eyes as his arousal spikes at her initiative, but at the same time, he's not used to letting go completely. Lucifer Morningstar was always in control - almost. But Chloe wasn't just anyone. His train of thought stops as he feels her lips reach around his left nipple before she bites him just below it. He lets out a small surprised groan. Chloe smiles and drops an open-mouthed kiss over his heart, marking him as her own. She can see his inner battle, willing to give in to her completely but at the same time scared to do so. However, since Chloe is now aware of who he really is, Lucifer knows he can finally let go. But it's easier said than done and his brain still holds on to it. Chloe smiles against his skin as she comes back up from his lower stomach. She bites on his pulse right below his jaw.
"Just let go and enjoy the ride." She adds, as she opens his dress pants to let them fall to his feet.
Lucifer steps out of them and removes his shoes and socks in the process. Chloe follows the path his trousers took soon after, her lips back on his well-defined muscles until she reaches his abdomen. She kisses her way around his chest for a while, paying extra attention to his left nipple and side, which seem to be more sensitive than the right, her fingers toying with the hem of his silk boxers. Her lips finally meet her fingers and she lightly bites him at the hip bone. He takes a sharp breath in, her name on his lips out as a prayer as he feels her breath closer to where he wants her. She finally pushes his last barrier of clothing and he moans as he feels the silky material caress his skin, the last shred of his self-control slowly but surely slipping away. Chloe grins.
" Maybe that's why he wore silk all the time. " She thinks as her fingers wrap around his member. " It feels like an erotic caress each time you take it off… " She strokes him and starts a steady rhythm, and she looks up at him to confirm what his harsh breathing told her. The look of lust and almost complete rapture she sees in him stop all thoughts unrelated to him and his pleasure, as she feels a new rush down her centre. She drops a light almost chaste kiss right at the junction between his thigh and pelvis and lingers there. "Just let go completely." She whispers against his skin, somehow sure that he would hear her despite the distance. He nods imperceptibly and Chloe finally wraps her lips around him. She keeps the same steady rhythm she had before, her mouth giving extra attention to the head of his cock as her hand completes de movement. Her free hand comes down under and softly plays with his balls or scratches his perineum. Lucifer moans a bit louder and his hands tighten their grip on the bar railing, almost cracking the glass.
Her technique is far from perfect in comparison to others. But his vulnerability near her somehow enhanced every single sensation, tingle, lick, bite, scratch… Or was it because it was simply her and how he felt towards her at this moment. Either way, the very last of his control finally disappear as he sees her head bob up and down on his hard-on. He throws his head back in abandon, and one of his hands leave the bar to tangle in her hair, following her movements, but not pushing her further than she wants to. His fingers scratch and tighten their grip more and more as his pleasure builds up. His other hand comes down as well to rest on one of his bar stool.
Chloe feels his change in behaviour and this gives her both a new shot of pleasure and confidence she didn't know she had. She stops right before the Devil hits his breaking point and as eternal as he is, he can't help the small whine from his lips as he loses the contact with her hot lips. He looks down at her and she smirks, fully aware of how she affects him in this precise moment. Lucifer locks eyes with her and begs her silently to continue. Chloe finally takes him into her mouth once again, at higher speed and deeper than before. His grip on her hair increases with each stroke as he feels his breaking point coming fast. He finally falls over, fingers clenching her hair, hips bucking, breath ragged, as a low growl - not from the Lucifer she knew - comes out of him, along with his hazel eyes replaced by two fiery ones.
Chloe smirks as he catches his breath, proud of herself. She follows the same path she took and places a kiss on his raging pulse. His eyes still haven't returned to their normal state. "You need a moment to catch your breath?" She teases him.
He chuckles. "Who are you, and what have you done with the Detective.?" He asks his breathing now almost back to a normal level, hands encircling her waist.
"I'm still your Detective." She jokes. "I guess I just needed the right Devil to let me free."
Lucifer looks at her in awe. In all his experience, he had never encountered such a being and for the first time he was able to fully let go and somehow this human managed to break through all his defences. As he is back in control, his eyes turn back to brown and he slowly unbuttons her jeans.
"How about I return the favour."
"I ain't stopping you. Besides, I wouldn't expect any less from the Devil himself." She winks and gives him a slow, deep kiss.
"Promise me one thing though?"
She smiles, her brain half awake. "What?"
"Let go completely just like I did."
She smiles. "I'll do my best." She jokes, but fully knowing it might for her to fully let go as he did. After all they both had control issues. She follows him towards the couch.
He simply grins at her as his lips go down her neck until he reaches the point right in the middle of her breasts. He places an open-mouthed kiss, hot hair setting her skin on fire before he decides to turn his attention to her left breast. Just like she did a few minutes ago, he drops a hot kiss over her heart before he goes up and draws large circles around her breast, his left hand mirrors the action of his lips. Slowly he zooms is, increasing the pressure until he finally takes her nipple into his mouth. Chloe moans low and he continues his ministrations, before he switches to her other breast, applying the same treatment.
Chloe feels her mind slowly drifting into nothingness because of the lust-induced haze and pleasure. She whines a bit when he abandons her skin for a moment. He heads south, dropping a kiss on each rib along the way until he reaches the junction between her hip bone and mound. He nibbles at the sensitive skin as he pushes her jeans down her slim legs. He leaves her panties on - for now - toying with the hem. But he can already smell her arousal. "This is going to be so much fun." He repeats her previous statement as his lips follow her legs until he arrives at her ankles. He licks his way up her other leg until his nose nuzzles her panties. He groans as he feels how wet she is. "Wonderful." He says before he brings down her underwear for good.
Chloe's hands grip his shoulders as he pulls her closer to the edge of the couch, his breath coming ever so close to her heated centre. Chloe takes a sharp breath as his lips finally touch her skin. He drops a kiss right above her clit, his ring finger traces the imaginary line between his lips and her opening. He feels her wetness fully and a feral growl escapes him, knowing that pleasuring him created this. Chloe presses harder on his shoulders to push him to move forward and stop staring. He happily complies with her request and finally takes her love button into his mouth, his finger teasing her entrance. He doesn't need much time to get her to the edge. He looks up and what he sees there gets him fully hard again. Chloe is completely under his power and has relished every once of control over to him, only to enjoy this to the fullest. Right before she falls over, he switches and enters her with his tongue as his finger draw tight circles around her clit. It takes only a few more for her stumble over, his name said in a breath as her body trembles and her walls clamp around him. He draws it out as long as he can, burning her features into his mind. He gives her time to come down from her high before he speaks again, voice raspy with lust.
"That was…" She starts, struggling to find her words.
"Only the beginning, Love." He replies as he lifts her from the couch to bring her to his bedroom.
She wraps her legs around his legs, not sure it was very helpful given her current state - close to jelly. Lucifer softly drops her on his bed, the black of his sheets contrast with the blond of her hair. He lies above her, towering her. He feels a shift in Chloe's features and realises his eyes switched back to their devilish version without him noticing. He turns them back to their usual brown and takes a small step back. Chloe caresses his chest until she reaches his ass and makes a "come-here" motion with her index.
"Keep them on." She says. "It's so hot."
He smiles as he switches them back. "Is that so?" He replies.
She doesn't say anything but simply locks her gaze with his. And that's all the communication they need for now. The lust and desperation to feel one another completely evident for both of them. Lucifer quickly grabs protection and slips it on before he teases her opening with the tip of his cock. He enters her in one swift, yet slow and deliberate movement until he's fully sheathed. He remains there until she's accustomed to his girth. Chloe grabs his ass to bring him closer. He gets the message and finally starts the rhythm almost as ancient as he. Chloe soon loses any coherent thoughts once again and she abandons herself to the pleasure, fisting the sheets, as she reaches heights she never thought she would. Lucifer switches their position a bit, the new angle allowing him to bury himself deeper in her. Chloe gasps at the new feeling, her speech now made of heavy breathing, moans and gasps. He feels her nearing completion and moves them again so he's now spooning her, giving his fingers the necessary freedom to send her over. He reaches for her clit once more and pinches one of her nipples to push her tumbling down, his name on her lips in prayer once again, squeezing him hard as her orgasm takes over her entire body. He follows her soon after, a low groan escaping him as he reaches his orgasm, part of his devilish form showing.
After a while he lies on his back, Chloe cuddles up to his chest as both their breathing even out, too content to say anything for now. A few minutes later, Chloe opens her eyes and traces circles on his abdomen. She sees something stir from the corner of her eyes.
"Seriously?" She asks, amused.
"Celestial being, remember?" He simply replies.
She closes her eyes again. "I need some sleep first, but we'll put this celestial thing to the test later." She finishes before she drifts into a content sleep for a few hours, until she woke up and put his celestial stamina to the test again, and again, and again.
Chloe stirs slowly, the arm lazily place on her stomach tightens slightly to bring her closer. She feels his smile against her neck. She can't help but sigh both from this morning and the utter bliss she fell last night. She thinks back to what happened. She had one of the best sex of her life so far, and this was only their first night, and most importantly, the devil lying beside her had decided to give them a chance. He hums and she turns her face to him, his right eye still hidden by the pillow.
"Good morning." She says, smiling.
"Morning Chloe." He answers, voice still rasped with sleep. His fingers trace strange patterns on her abdomen while his lips lazily move down on her neck until he reaches her shoulder. Chloe moans as she feels his fingers teasing her centre. He feels her wetness and smiles. "I see you're still in the mood and able to move your legs. I might have to up my game next time." He jokes.
She pushes him on his back and straddles his thighs. She brings her lips to his ear. "Show off…" She taunts him as her lips follow his lower jaw and the light stubble there. Lucifer immediately glues his hands on her hips, increasing her movement on his already more than ready member. She stops for a minute as she hears a low buzzing sound.
"We didn't use any toys last night?" She asks, her memories are still a bit fuzzy, while her brain automatically switches back to the many orgasms they both had earlier on.
He chuckles before he replies. "No we didn't, but if that was your way of asking, they're just a few feet away."
"Then what is it?" She asks herself as the buzzing continues. Then she figures it out. "Shit!" She says as she studies the floor looking for her jeans. As soon as she finds them, she gets out of bed, leaving a very baffled Devil behind her.
"Chloe? What's happening?"
She grabs her phone and checks the screen. Seven missed calls from Dan, "Shit!" She repeats.
The phone vibrates again in her hand as she makes her way back to the bed. She presses the answer key and sits on the edge of the king-sized mattress. She quickly realises this was a bad idea as she feels Lucifer's hands on her skin. Despite her best efforts, she can't pull away from his touch or his lips and her focus is really hard to keep. She takes a breath before she answers.
"Yes, Dan?"
"Finally." He brisks out. "I've been calling you for ages."
"What is it?" She replies on autopilot, the other three-fourths of her brain focused on her lover's attention as his touch becomes more insistent, yet not enough to make her lose it. Still, she can't help her small whine.
"Are you okay?" Dan asks.
"Yes, I'm fine." She answers. "What is it?" She repeats.
"You weren't at your place this morning." He states. "Trixie forgot her homework and we stopped by to get it." He pauses. "Maze refused to tell me where you were."
"So?" She asks, her tone a bit harsh, annoyed at the interruption, her brain this close to simply giving a hundred per cent of its capacity to Lucifer. She moans and clears her throat soon after to disguise it. "What did you want, Dan?"
"We've had a new element in the case and I thought you may want to have a heads up."
"About what?" She asks, her brain now back on the conversation.
"I'm heading towards Lux with a squad to arrest Lucifer and bring him in." He states.
Chloe is suddenly completely focused on her ex-husband on the other side of the line. Lucifer feels her shift and stops, his eyes are worried.
"What? What happened?"
"Ella found an imprint on the dead victim's neck that turned up at Lux, and it looks a lot like the ring he never takes off."
"And that's why you want to arrest him?" She turns her head towards Lucifer, anger clear on her face. "Are you sure it's just not your vendetta sipping through?"
Dan doesn't contradict her, nor does he confirm. "It's too late, I'm already almost there. We're heading for the elevator now."
"Dan." She says. "Let me handle this." Panic rises quickly about what to do, and, at this instant, she's very thankful for the security he had installed. She can't help but wonder how it would have turned out if Dan had found them both naked in his bed. But she's also worried about Lucifer's reaction if he had accused him of murder out of the blue. It happened once, and things didn't end well. She needed to stop Dan from coming up here.
"We're on our way." She hears swearing in the background. "Shit, the doors won't open."
"There's a security lock." She replies. She briskly stands up and heads for his living-room. Lucifer follows her, worry now fully settled on his face. "Please put your issues with him and let me talk to him first." She searches Lucifer's gaze. "I'll bring him down to the precinct."
"No way," Dan replies. "I'm not leaving here without him. Given his wealth and connections, I'm not taking any chances." And if he's not down in thirty minutes, I'm raiding the penthouse, security lock or not." He concludes.
"Just let me talk to him." She says before she hangs up.
"What's happening?" Lucifer asks as soon as she's off the phone.
She hesitates, not sure where to start. She settles for blunt truth. "They found an imprint of what seems to be your ring on the victim's neck. Add Dan's resilience and dislike of you with the fact that the body was found at Lux and you just jumped to the top of the list."
"Are they accusing me of the murder of this low-life psychopath?" He asks, angry.
"The evidence is here and he attacked you."
"That's preposterous!" He looks at her. "Please tell me you don't believe this utter nonsense?"
"Of course not!" She instantly replies. She takes his hand. "Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Then come with me downstairs and agree to be brought to the precinct."
"But…"
"This way we can figure things out and Dan will have nothing on you." He grabs a bottle and opens it. "If you don't, Dan is going barge in with a squad to arrest you."
"He can try." He replies, his voice cold and angry.
"I know you can them all on your own, but if you do this, there will be no going back or explaining anything." She pleads with him. "Please remain calm and come with me. Trust me on this, okay?"
"Very well." He gives in.
"Thank you." She finishes as she dials Dan again. "Dan, you can stand down, we're coming down in a couple of minutes." She hangs up.
After a few minutes, Lucifer comes back into the room - pressed and dressed.
"You ready?" She asks.
"As I'll ever be. You're sure about this? I mean with my connections, I could disappear for a bit until all this is cleared up."
She kisses him deeply before they go out. "I'll protect you, Mr Devil." She says. "No matter what happens in there, I'm on your side, please remember that."
He smiles at her, nods and brings his lips to her once more in a searing kiss before they head downstairs, Chloe still holding his hand.
They both let go of each other as the elevator arrives downstairs. As soon as they step out, Chloe is pushed aside by one of the policemen there, as two of them grab Lucifer and put his hands behind his back to slip the cuffs on. Lucifer fights off his instincts to send them all flying against the wall as they push Chloe aside and grab him. But it doesn't mean he's going to make it easy on them either. But before he does anything he sees Chloe's eyes pleading with him to just go with it. He relaxes his muscles and all of a sudden, the policemen can eventually move him towards the van parked outside. Once Lucifer is by the van, they finally allow Chloe close to him. She walks towards Dan.
"That wasn't necessary Dan. I told I would bring him in peacefully. Why did you have to grab him like this?"
"I told you, Chloe, I can't take any chances, not with his connections."
"Right." She replies, angry.
"He's the prime suspect in a murder investigation, and as it has been proven before, he can be pretty volatile and dangerous." He pauses. "What were you doing at his place so early in the morning by the way."
"Fuck you, Dan!" She hisses out. "You and I both know this whole display of brute force was completely unnecessary." She walks away from him but turns around at the last minute. "You wanna know why I didn't pick up this morning or why I came down with him?" She doesn't wait for his reply. "It was because I woke up, naked in his arms and bed after one of the best nights of my life." She turns again and gets into the police car where Lucifer waits.
She grabs his hand and squeezes them. "Don't tell them anything until you get your lawyer." She starts.
"I know, Chloe." He replies. He searches her eyes. "Thank you for what you did and what you told Dan."
She resists the urge to kiss him as the engine starts and they head for the precinct.