The next night she made it over to Lucifer's place, the Devil really did take her mind off Dan. And he did a damn good job of it too. They were nearly late to work the next morning. Most mornings.

Lucifer made it very difficult to get out of bed. And not just because he made a game of picking her up as often as possible and dropping her back into it. Especially when she was busy looking for her pants.

Each and every visit never waned in intensity. Lucifer never failed her in his duties as a lover, repeatedly giving better than he got, in her opinion. Board game nights still happened, with added date nights. Sometimes he stayed over at her place instead, much to Trixie's eternal delight. Trixie got caught up in the delay-morning-routines-game, Lucifer scooping her up and dropping her too, with amusement replacing passion.

Naturally, Maze wanted to know everything. Chloe found herself actually dodging her roommate when just having Trixie present didn't do enough to keep the other woman from asking how often they did it. Trixie's old enough by now to 'know', but she didn't have to 'know'.

Honestly, Maze and Lucifer made quite the pair when it came to information sharing. Like they had no concept of personal boundaries. Maze often talked to Trixie like she's a short adult instead of a child not yet 10.

God. Trixie would hit double digits soon.

Chloe couldn't help feeling well out of Lucifer's league. She didn't have the background or experience he did when it came to, well, experience.

Younger, hotter women still hounded him. Her trust was validated, as far as she could tell. One such young woman got bounced from Lux permanently over her inability to deal with the Devil having a steady. In spite of Dan's warnings, Lucifer had barely even flirted with anyone anymore. His changes were almost weird.

A handsome male presence in her arms at night made very nice evenings. Plus the Devil turned out to be a cuddler. Some nights she would stay awake as long as she could just to keep feeling his arms wrapped around her. He could be contagiously energetic, or slow and warm and attentive.

She just wished he'd be a little less mobile.

Chloe would wake in his bed or even hers, and he'd always be up already. Lucifer either ended up checking his phone, the laptop, over in the kitchen or otherwise puttering around. He happily returned to her side, to fall asleep again curled up behind her, but he never stayed abed all night. She hadn't complained - yet. It was just. Odd. Like he didn't need sleep or much of it.

She only had to remind him once not to wander around the apartment naked during non-school hours. Luckily her daughter didn't get an eyeful that night and knocking on doors became strictly enforced. Which Maze totally ignored. Lucifer insisted it didn't bother him at all.

Maze insinuated more than once she wanted to watch. Surely she was joking.

Dan turned out to be right about one thing. He didn't drop the Devil thing in bed or out of it. As quirks go, it could still be endearing. Lucifer became thoughtful at work, kissed her often. Overall it had been a pretty fantastic month or two, even if he wouldn't stay out of her hair most of the time. She even caught him reading 'how to be a good boyfriend' articles online.

But something he said that first day bothered her.

On another quiet night, she lay against his bare chest, soaking up his warmth and basking in him, and he in her. It had been another long day at work, and he not only massaged her feet but everything else too. She couldn't complain. Shouldn't complain.

He stroked her hair like he was amazed he could, watching her start to fall asleep, both naked in his bed as they couldn't be at her place, lest a tiny 'spawn' come scampering in. Or freaking Maze. The ever-present ring being the only thing he never took off.

She felt pleasantly tiny in his warm, strong arms, protected.

"Lucifer?"

"Yes?" Fingers ran down her scalp to her hip, gliding through hair to skin. She shivered, burrowing into him. She couldn't get close enough to him. His nudity pressed solidly against hers and most wonderful thing in the world.

"Are you, you know, satisfied?"

"Very much so."

"I mean, sexually?" She dreaded asking, but...

"Of course, darling."

"But you're giving up multiple partners to be with me, right?" She knew he didn't begrudge it a bit, but she still wanted to say it, to ask. To hear him re-affirm it.

"All I need is you, love." His quiet, warm voice held no doubts. Probably never had.

She smiled, touching his face. "You said yourself; you need more than just me to wear you out." Chloe knew she sounded a little hurt, but tried not to. "And you don't lie."

"Detective!" Lucifer propped himself up, endless eyes scanning her face. "Maybe if desire quantity over quality!"

Chloe traced his chest. Quiet.

He leaned down and kissed her. "I'm not lying either when I said I only need you."

"What about want?"

"I've had half an eternity to fulfill wants."

Sigh.

"It's hard to give up though, isn't it?" She waited for him to drop the Devil thing, but it's still cute. "You're used to a certain lifestyle?"

"Chloe." He sighed, wrapping her up tightly in his arms. She squeezed back. "You really don't have to worry about it." His body heat enfolded her and held her. Like her own personal body conforming blanket. Her soul buzzed with his closeness. Completeness. When he used her name instead of 'Detective', he tried to reassure her.

Her light blue eyes sought his endless dark ones."You worry about what I want. If I'm satisfied. You go out of your way to make sure I am. And it's wonderful. But I feel like you're being neglected. You spend time with me, and Trixie and you even put up with her hugs better than you used to."

"Because I want to."

"What if I want to do that for you?"

He pondered her. "Are we discussing you, or I?"

She deflated, curling into him. "I want to wear you out until you can't see straight. You have driven my body to the point of passing out after doing amazing things to and with me. I can't make you come anywhere close to exhaustion, even when we use half the night. I want to see you as entirely spent as I am after lovemaking."

She kissed his pecs, turning herself on a little with the thought process. "I want to see you... as unable to walk as me."

Lucifer hugged her. "So we are talking about your desires."

"Hm?" Were they?

He grinned into her hair. "I've stated my case - I don't need another partner, of the police variety or otherwise. And you do seem to want to be present for this little experiment. I had a feeling you were holding back something interesting, Detective."

Did he entertain her idea? Right. Devil. She surprised herself a little. "Yeah, I do." her chest tightening in a way it hadn't in years, but where had fear ever gotten her?

"I can't say I'd prefer to share what's mine."

She found the guarded jealousy in his voice arousing.

"You know you're enough. You'll always be enough. If you come to your senses and leave me, I'd more likely drink myself under the table than throw more orgies. Well, for a few hundred years, anyway." Lucifer's prickly face nuzzled her neck, raising hairs. He climbed on top of her to prove his point. And what a nice point it was. She nestled into his length, her feet short of his, pulling up one claiming leg around his. He didn't try for another round of seduction, just 'being' here, his weight on her, strong arms under her shoulders, just touching skin to skin.

"Hmmmmm." She kissed his forehead. This part right here is what she didn't want to share.

Then again, Dan would probably just pass out himself and miss any cuddle time.

Wait, Dan?

Well, they both knew him. He was discreet enough that she had no idea he and Lucifer had ever fooled around.

She messed up his hair, wildly loosing some curls, her most recent favorite past time. "I don't know how to do these kinds of things."

"Well, if we're talking practicality, another man would work best. One or two women, or adding Maze, might do. But-" He hesitated.

Chloe covered her face with her hands "But that didn't drain you before?" She peeked out of her fingers. His face confirmed it. She had to get over his past adventures if this - with or without her idea - would work. And she really wanted it to. She did want to see him as gloriously sexually exhausted and quivering as he made her.

Regardless, "I don't want it to be someone I that I feel like I'll be competing with." She held her finger up. "No matter what you might say about competition, I need it for my own brain." Much like the sitch itself.

Lucifer nodded, flopping back down. "You watch porn?"

Chloe blushed in spite of herself. "I.. not recently."

"Detective, I found your browsing history. Quite interesting. Your definition of 'recently' raises some questions." He kissed her neck.

"Hey!"

"You gave me your laptop password."

"Well, yes, but."

"We both have accounts on that one site." grinning mischievously. His lips strayed to her collarbone.

"Oh, my G- Okay, so you saw my 'favorites.' Since when do you need to watch porn?" She could feel her blush to her hair roots.

"Darling, no one needs to watch porn. It's entertainment. Mostly to see what they get wrong. That said, I have a few signed collectibles - in packages - of some stars' products."

"You're kidding."

"Well, they were gifts, mostly. I-"

"Nevermind." She pulled the sheet over her head. "I don't want to know that part."

Lucifer smoothed a hand up her body over the satin, earning a twitch. His fingers slid into void black dips made by the rise of her breasts. She relaxed her hold but didn't drop it. He persisted in proving the inadequacy of a satin barrier between them with fingertips.

"So, what ideas do you have knocking around in that beautiful, dirty mind of yours?"

Did she want him to be completely blissed out if she couldn't be solely responsible? She pulled down her fabric shield.

"Have you ever, do you get jealous?"

"Well, I haven't had you before. Could be a first time for everything." He kissed her nose, lips. Her knuckles where they still clutched the void black sheet. "As a rule, jealousy is destructive and is best avoided. For as long as I've been on earth, I've had my choice of humans. Well, mostly. I've never been particularly attached before."

"You never had a girlfriend?" She hesitated. "Boyfriend?"

"Never understood the need for restricting oneself to one lover. If you're really curious, I had a few regulars who have open relationships. All have been disappointed to lose me."

"Swingers?"

"Swingers implies marriage, so no. Otherwise committed individuals who don't heavily restrict access to their partner, usually with some loose rules."

Curiously, "They were looking to shake up the relationship?"

"Not even. It's an established non-boundary. Really, the sexual progress humans as a whole have managed to make in the last hundred years is like a breath of fresh air. Some of you still have your hang-ups though, to the point of remaining destructive of yourselves over silly things like the importance of the concept of virginity."

Chloe smiled into his warm, distracting lips. "So, I think I want to try something, but I need your okay to do it."

"Oh! Have you reconsidered giving pegging a go then?"

"No. Not until I can do more than three sit-ups without being sore the next day. Annnd maybe not then either. No, something else."

Chloe filed her cases into submission until her desk couldn't be any cleaner.

Would it be so awful if someone could just get murdered soon so they could have a case?

...Yes, yes it would. Get a grip, Chloe.

She got up, intending to hunt down Dan and get more coffee.

He bumped into her, jostling her luckily empty mug.

"Hey, Chlo. Sorry."

"Hey, do you have a second?"

"Sure, I need to talk to you about that weekend camp for Trixie anyway. Her teacher called and said I had to sign something too?"

"Sure, great, come with me."

Chloe dragged him into a nearby closet with an interesting history, flicking on the light and closing the door behind them. Locked it.

"Uh. I have a pen at my desk."

"I have a question for you."

"Sure?"

Chloe stared at him. Dan stared back, a dozen questions on his face.

Well, if this didn't work, she wouldn't try again. And if he said no, she'd pretend it never happened.

She stepped into him, tipping up her face to Dan's, kissing her ex-husband chastely. Very, very hesitantly, he kissed her back, touching her lightly at the ribs. He tensed against her and drew back before long.

General confusion never wandered far from Dan's natural state. A bit of hopefulness crept into his voice. "Uhm? Did you and Lucifer break up? 'Cause if you're looking for rebound sex, I volunteer as tribute?"

"No, we didn't break up." She didn't kiss him again, but didn't back away, testing her own emotions. Could she be okay with Lucifer kissing him? It made an arousing fantasy, sure, but fiction wasn't life.

Dan hadn't touched his ex-wife in a very long time. He felt less than eager to annoy anyone who claimed the title of 'Lord of Hell,' ex-Lord or otherwise.

"The last person I want really pissed off at me is Lucifer. Not that it wouldn't be entertaining for everyone else." He glanced around, half expecting said Devil would appear, throw the door in and toss him out a window as if it were made of foil.

"He's okay with this."

"How's that?"

Chloe breathed out. "Back when you had that thing with Lucifer, did you enjoy it?"

Dan stopped breathing. "Uh."

She waited, attempting to maintain a neutral expression.

"Is that the question you wanted to ask me?"

"Kinda."

"Why?" Dan blinked. "Wait, are you not enjoying sex with-"

Her voice lowered, "Oh no, we're having crazy good sex. It's just that.."

Dan sank into 'bemused' mode. "He's not as good with the ladies as he lets everyone believe? That would be hilarious."

Chloe swatted his shoulder. "Augh, no, I mean, you'd do it again, right? If he wanted to?"

"What? Sex with Lucifer? The man made me rethink my dating site profile preferences. Not that I've dated any guys since, but it's sort of an option. And if you tell anyone here that, I'll deny it."

"So, that's a 'yes'?"

His face warred between 'Dear God yes,' and 'what kind of horrible thing is about to happen to me?'

His body won the war, and his pants twitched against her. He had the grace to cough and lean back a bit, giving her space. "Okay, fine, yeah, but why? Are you giving him the reins back? That's not really like you."

The half-bulge in his slacks brought back some memories. Many good ones, if she let herself honest. "No, not exactly. We...I'm..looking for a plus one. In bed. With both of us, maybe? Not dating."

Dan frowned. "So, what am I, 'convenient'? 'safe'?"

"No!"

He dropped his arms, crossed them.

"Okay. Yeah. You're both of those things. But I'm not just throwing you at my boyfriend. I.. trust you."

Wryly but not without bitterness, "To not kidnap him and claim him for myself?"

The fear that spread across her face was gratifying enough to Dan. And real enough to take his ex-wife seriously.

"Hey, I'm not serious."

Dan squeezed her shoulder. "Lucifer would be way too much for me to deal with long-term. It's bad enough that he's ruined me for any sexual expectations for the near future."

Chloe chuckled. "He does that."

"Long-term I think I prefer a woman. Lucifer is great in bed, but, well."

She smirked. "Boobs?"

He nodded. "Boobs. And the other stuff. Plus he's taller than me, which is a little weird."

"He can pull off day-old scruff too."

Her ex coughed and scratched his neck, "That was not something I thought I'd be into."

She grinned.

"Hey, he's not the one pushing this idea? Because if he is-"

Dan got adorable when he became protective. They both were. "No. No. It really is me."

She debated not telling him. But it's the reason she even dragged him here, locked in a closet, again. "I don't think I can physically wear him out." She blushed furiously. "Alone."

"Well, I mean, you don't have to do that much work, you could...just." Yeah, not a good idea. Dan returned her flat stare awkwardly. "You always did like a challenge."

She blew out her breath. "Maybe I shouldn't have brought it up."

"Hey, if I can stay for breakfast I'll seriously consider it." He gave her a half-grin.

Chloe leaned back, bracing her hands on the shelves behind her. She felt like she scared him off. Two different men in her life running away from a threesome. Augh. "I haven't asked anyone else. I don't know if I would. I don't know who I would."

"Really? Lucifer has to know tons-"

"I don't want to fight someone else for Lucifer, even if he thinks it'll work." She rolled her eyes. "He only really has all these.. Short-term experiences. I think I'm the only person he's ever actually dated. It's kind of scary. You've seen him make decisions before on cases."

"Well, yeah, not always good ones."

"You see? He's got porn stars on his speed dial."

Dan couldn't resist laughing at that. "God, he's probably been IN a porno at some point."

Chloe bit her lip. Great. Something else her brain will nag her about relentlessly. Forever.

"Speaking of absurd amounts of sex, er."

"Yeah?"

"You're. Uh. All tested right?"

"Actually, yeah. Lucifer dragged his feet, but I insisted, because, well, you know. Somehow he has a sparkling clean bill of health. Go figure."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, I even ran his results by Ella. She says he's not carrying anything active or inactive. He's never even had Chicken Pox."

"No shingles for him later." Dan shivered. "Lucky bastard."

"Yeah, but him being a pillar of health is part of the problem." She eyed her ex. "Not that I'm complaining about him being able to go 24/7, it's just that guys don't ever produce it when they say they can."

"Well, he had me over for less than twenty-four hours. He was up again before me. Uh. Not figuratively."

Chloe gritted her teeth.

"You sure this is what you want? Cause there's no downside in this for me. Save for putting a cramp on my dating game. Which is non-existent, thank you."

"I've never had a relationship with a man with this much of a little black book before. It may be behind him, but it's not that far behind."

She shook it off. "No downside to watching another man do things to his ex? I mean, you know his stamina." The more often she said it, the sooner she could get over this mental baggage.

Dan processed it. "No worse than not being there, right? I mean, would we be...?"

God, she didn't think it that far through. "I, uh, don't know. I was thinking more for Lucifer. I guess play it by ear? Does that work in a…three-way?"

"What, your sex-god boyfriend didn't give you any advice?"

"He kinda didn't go for the whole thing at first."

"Lucifer. Turning down a threesome."

"Well, not exactly. He's pretty helpful once we talked about it. We figured I should talk to you first without him. So you wouldn't be influenced too much by his crazy aura thing he has that apparently affects everyone else."

"The thing that you don't believe in?"

"He's got some special talents. I just haven't figured it out yet."

Dan grabbed for a box of pens, leaning over her shoulder for them. "I think you've figured out some of them. Does this mean we can make out in the closet without Lucifer?"

She put a hand on his sternum. His heartbeat ran faster, a lot like she remembered when they were younger and newly married. "I'm still torn on this even being a good idea."

Dan closed his hand over hers. She startled a little. "If you change your mind, I can make other plans. I have a stack of DVD's to rewatch."

Chloe smiled. "Just remember, it might be him dragging you into the closet to 'snog.'"

"This closet has seen a lot of action."

"You have no idea."