"Luci, I don't like this one."
He looked from his desk, coming face first to a small hymn book being held up to him from below, he moved the little hand aside and met the gaze of the fledgling that expressed her opinion on things too openly.
The Archangel frowned, and tilted his head slightly "What's wrong with it?"
"It's just bad."
"I wrote it."
"You wrote it bad."
Lucifer narrowed his eyes at the fledgling, but she kept on staring up at him, and leaned forward to place the book on his desk before turning to look back up at him.
"I wrote them for you."
"I won't sing anyone of those."
"You will if I tell you to."
Akeelah didn't change her expression in the slightest, but he knew she had taken his statement as a challenge to her will, and thus would be obstinate about it now.
"You can try I guess, it's good to have dreams, just don't be sad when it doesn't work out."
He buried a few fingers into her side and the fledgling shrieked, curling in slightly, giggling madly when he gave the sensitive spot in his grasp a rather well-meant squeeze. "Oh, this is not a challenge you will win, little one. I won't stop until I get your agreement to sing what's in those books and I have all afternoon." The Morningstar halted his attack for a moment, peering down into the bright eyes that stared up at him, the erratic breathing of the breathless fledgling rocking against his chest. "Perhaps we shall take this somewhere I can have better access to that belly of yours, I haven't given it a good nibble in a while, have I?"
The fledgling shook her head frantically, giggles of anticipation falling as she tried to pry his arms from around her small frame, but she was no match for his strength and stood them both up from his desk and turned in the direction of their bed.
It hadn't been just his since that first night, it had become theirs within the day, as it had been made obvious that she would sleep nowhere else.
Oh, he'd let her help him make new songs if she truly didn't like the ones, he'd written for them, but now was his chance to have some fun too. All work and no play can leads to a very unhappy archangel.
He cradled the back of her head protectively, to keep her neck stable, as he dropped them both forward on his bed. She giggled brightly, pushing against him, as he reached down to pull her little top free.
"Luci noooo!"
"Luci yeesssssss!"
Quickly enough the quivering belly surface was revealed to the room completely, and he rested his chin on the back of his hands as he looked across to her instead, letting the belly quiver with giggles as they locked gazes.
"Now what should I do to this cute little belly I have all to myself?"
Akeelah giggled brightly, her eyes twinkling like the stars in a dark summer's night, "Nohohothin!"
He wiggled a few fingers into the warm shaking surface, and she giggled harder, little fingers curling around his fingers in an attempt to stop him. It didn't work of course but he gave the little thing kudos for trying.
"Lucihihi! Staaawp!" her little fingers curled around his tightly, but he still managed to wiggle his into her belly "TIhihickles!"
"I know it does, my adorably stubborn little munchkin. I don't think 'Nothin' was on the menu today. I'm sorry. I've been busy lately and neglected my duty as your guardian (officially of course but one of four unofficially), I need to spend some time with my little friend here."
"Nohoho you dohohon'!"
"I know what I'm gonna do first."
The fledgling squealed brightly, little fingers moving to curl up in his hair instead, as he pressed his face to the shaking belly, arching her back slightly when he blew long and hard into her belly button, once, and then twice, three times.
They carried on for a short while; blowing a few raspberries here, nibbling a bit there, wiggling fingers in this one spot, pressing some kisses to the other. Until the stubborn little thing was broken from her stance in the unspoken challenger and promised to do anything just 'No more munchies Luci! NOhohoho!' and he finally pulled away, letting her tug her top back down protectively, as though it would stop him from getting to her belly, which he happily disproved when he buried his face back in and blew right through the soft fabric another great raspberry into her tummy until she was in stitches and little tears sparkled like diamonds in her bright eyes.
"Oh, calm down you, I've stopped.", he pat her belly with the palm of his right hand, and she curled up, giggling madly at it "For now anyway. Just wait until Michael gets back. I know he's missed his little friend too." He turned over on his back and little Akeelah climbed up to drape herself over his chest tiredly, worn out from all the excitement, and he rubbed a hand over the back of her head soothingly "Help me write new songs, then?"
Akeelah nodded and he lifted them slightly to fetch his book.
AN: I imagine Akeelah being a bright song writer and bringing something a bit more modern to the Heavenly Choir. I picked the two songs she'd go with as 'Just Imagine It' by MKTO and 'Jump' By Cynthia Erivo, I say go listen to them when you can, they really fit her personality well.
Links included below:
'Just Imagine It' –MKTO
watch?v=DM3VYc-ot-o
'Jump' -Cynthia Erivo
watch?v=yqwjQvcY2J4