Dan lay in Lucifer's crumpled sheets, physically unable to move, body humming, covered in sweat and other bodily fluids he never imagined he'd be okay with stewing in. More than okay with, honestly. Jesus.

The screaming prostate orgasm on top of the hand job left him aching and raw, sure every drop of available semen has been expelled from his reservoir. How had he gone his entire life thus far without this?

Ass play. Who knew?

Apparently gay men everywhere. Also apparently, I need to go buy a fucking dildo. Soon. Lucifer could probably help with that.

He always had the preconception anal was about submission and domination, but that wasn't it at all. Lucifer got off, sure, but he didn't just take him. Lucifer led him.

Lucifer leaned over him like a living tower, breathing hard, wet heat connecting them. He held off withdrawal, a spread-fingered hand resting warmly on Dan's taut abs, cock quite hard and throbbing with residual contractions. Evidence of mutual satisfaction started to cool under him. A smile of open enjoyment played across his lips at Dan's reactions.

Fuck, he's beautiful.

Dan remembered to breathe again, pulling in a shuddering breath. Gentle lips met his unexpectedly, startling him out of his release induced reverie. Soft dark eyes filled his vision. Fingers threaded through his hair. "Still alright?" His voice held a light mixture of hopefulness and concern for Dan.

Dan willed his hands to respond, but they barely twitched. Lucifer smiled against his face, kissing his cheek, breathing and hot next to his ear. "I'll take that as a yes. When I pull out, it's going to feel...rather...unsexy the first time. After a few times, it's much easier to adapt to."

His brain hitched, blanking. "Um?"

He moved just a little, so Dan could feel it. "It'll feel like a greater amount of liquid than is actually present - it's only lube and ejaculate, nothing scary. You might also feel 'open', but it will pass, and you aren't. The air I fucked into you might take time to work its way out, don't fret." He patted Dan's thigh reassuringly.

After that orgasm, how bad could it be? Dan thought he nodded.

Lucifer pushed back up and slowly extracted himself.

Yikes. A lot of yikes. 'Unsexy' is definitely the right word for both the sound and squishy feeling. He needs to clean up, as soon as he's able to move again. But fuck if wasn't worth it.

Lucifer's lovely backside departed for the bathroom. He came back and tossed a damp hand towel at Dan - not that Dan was currently capable of employing it. Lucifer bent and whispered something into Chloe's ear. She smiled in an echo of his cheshire grin, biting her lower lip. Dan's abs tightened. What did he say to her? He left again and the shower ran.

He found out when she crawled up Dan's body from the end of the bed, with dragging lips and tongue and breasts slipping over hollows and peaks, skipping his overly sensitized cock. The damp cloth smoothed over his belly, wiping up most of his mess. She licked the skin on his stomach where sweat and cum had mingled. Her pink tongue drew swirls and circles up his damp chest, small bites on his nipples, eventually moving up and meeting his lips without reservation.

She rested her bare hips on his briefly, gathering her legs under her, while avoiding direct pressure on his sensitized shaft. Chloe kissed him, deeper and deeper, her hand tangling in his hair where Lucifer's had been moments ago. Her tongue sought his, warm and wet and soft. He could taste hints of himself and Lucifer's sweat. Her entire body contrasted Lucifers in every way possible, long golden hair and smooth face. She smelled faintly of wine and flowers.

His dick made a valiant rallying effort, but what Lucifer had done to him was debilitating. The spirit was more than willing though he couldn't make his body respond. Dan couldn't even make his shoulders do more than twitch. She set her hands against his chest, bracing against him.

His mouth still worked. He swallowed, dry.

She drew up, her knees spread, naked and glistening and ready, looking down with hooded blue eyes.

She asked a question, he nodded, the only motion he was currently capable of, and she moved her grip to the headboard, lowering her hips, watching him from between her breasts, breath held in in anticipation. He licked his lips, tasting her kiss.

When she edged close enough, he tasted her intimately for the first time in years, through short-trimmed hair. She tasted of chlorine, though not enough to distract from her natural flavors. Dan edged his wet tongue on the outside of her, forward and back, staying light, pulling against and with the grain. He kissed her mons, inhaling her scent.

Chloe whimpered. For him.

She dipped and he pulled back his tongue, using just his lips, capturing her edges and pulling lightly. Somehow he willed his arms to work again, hands supporting her. Dan lingered, resisting the urge to immediately lavish her deeply. He pressed in his nose first, riding up, just starting to suck her arousal.

Dan jumped a little when Lucifer's fingers trailed up the inside of his ankle, dragging up his calf and knee. Dan twitched and hummed into Chloe. Her breath caught in a gasp when he pulled her down, tongue seeking her responses. A gasped oh! escaped her parted lips. She edged her hips closer again, her fingers spreading herself.

Lucifer made a sound of pure pleasure, settling his hips next to them, hands slipping from him to her, up her body to cup her breasts from behind. Devilish lips found her neck and she leaned back a little. His perfectly functioning hands and fingers teased her nipples.

Dan, suddenly feeling a little competitive, redoubled his own efforts, holding his breath and cleaving her. Her pulse throbbed on his tongue and her scent and wetness ran down his throat. He drank her.

Chloe moaned. The hand in his hair gripped painfully but he didn't feel all that much like stopping her.

Lucifer grinned against her neck. One hand let go with a generous pinch, slipping lower. Chloe bent to watch long fingers glide down her torso to pelvis, to simply rest one on her clit, through her own spread fingers. Breathless noises fell from her throat. She looked down at Dan, sighed and straightened, dropping completely into Lucifer and allowing them to support her.

Lucifer added another digit, dipping further and curling his fingers inward. Low enough for Dan to lick them. So he did, chasing them into her. She made a higher pitched noise and shifted her hips, wanting depth. Dan could only give her so much with just his mouth, so he swapped, pressing tongue to clit with wet flicks and pressure.

Lucifer easily adjusted, withdrawing wetly coated fingers only long enough to enter her from behind. Dan pushed back, licking Lucifer's knuckles. His tongue encountered Lucifer's ring, so he did the logical thing and kissed it, moving on and into her between fingers and her walls then back up again to her want. Lucifer purred.

Chloe closed her eyes, head back, mouthing Lucifer's neck, moving minutely, breathing harder.

A move Dan wasn't expecting happened in the form of Lucifer's left hand snaking up to her throat. She didn't protest, a stream of small noises escaping her and she shivered, moving with him. This was something they'd done before.

Lucifer gently clasped her windpipe, not enough to actually cut off her air, just enough to make her breathing shallow. He kissed her, walking his lips to her mouth, blushing her lips with growing pressure and deepness. She hummed into his face, breathing only through him.

Chloe's pelvis clenched, contracting. His busy fingers moved within her. Dan coaxed her further and further, spiraling her. She closed in on her peak. Her first of a few if Dan had any say in it. Fingers pulled back, slowing in rhythm. Dan took the hint, moving off, just mouthing her.

She groaned, smacking Dan lightly, muttering non-words.

When Lucifer pumped again, Dan returned to her pulse, finding and tasting and sucking her. They repeated it.

She perched on the precipice, wound up and tight. Her clit hard and needy. He breathed deeply, held his breath, hummed and shoved her over her edge.

When she came, she did it with Dan's name in her throat, her lips tight on Lucifer's. He let her throat go.

Lucifer did something with his knuckles, triggering a deep internal orgasm in concert with a clitoral.

She screamed, loud enough to startle Dan. Her orgasm came tumbling and wet over slick fingers and over Dan's face.

Dan kept at her, licking her clit until she tapped his forehead, asking him to stop. He had forgotten about that. It was something she did early in their relationship, when it got too intense. He stopped, slipping his tongue back down, off her shaky, twitching nerves. Lucifer stilled his fingers.

Dan risked a glance up. She lay limp, pulse throbbing, pounding through her center. Aftershocks clamped down in waves.

He tried an experimental lick on her sensitive apex. She breathed in sharply, but didn't tap him again. Lucifer grinned into her neck, curling his fingers again, slowly. She reacted, coming a second time, pulsing hard on Dan's lips and releasing more incoherent sounds.

Hands touched his face and threaded through his short, sweaty hair. He couldn't suppress a chuckle.

Chloe cracked one eye at him, still coming down. "What's so funny?"

He lifted her enough to speak. "I need a shower and I'm still not sure I can get up."

She touched his face. "What makes you think you're done?"

Lucifer laughed, body vibrating.

Between them, she climaxed twice more. When Dan ran out of breath and his mouth cramped, Lucifer gently shoved her over, taking her missionary style, and fuck if it wasn't hot watching them. Her nearly spent state left her glowing under him. He held her, rocking into her until she came again, slender legs tightly wrapped around his hips, deeply, beginning to yell another name, but it caught in her throat in a jumble of syllables.

Lucifer kissed her, still smiling. His second peak came and went, in her.

—-

Dan needed an apartment with a 50% bathroom ratio if for no other reason than huge bathrooms are amazing. The dark tub must be large enough to accommodate his host's wings. Presently, it accommodated a very content Dan who decided being a Devil worshipper/maybe-boyfriend wasn't so bad after all.

Not that Lucifer wanted or asked for worship.

Or ever would. Probably.

The hot water was easy to sink into. It swirled around him, full of mineral salts and lavender. He really didn't give a shit that he may show up to work in the morning smelling like flowers. Or in Lucifer's clothes. Again.

Thank God he didn't own any pets. He hadn't been back to his apartment in days.

Chloe stepped out of the still steaming shower, pressing a towel into her long blonde hair. "That looks fun. Can I join you?"

"You think you have to ask?"

She slipped over the side, scooting up, her knees out of the water. "Lucifer is rubbing off on me."

"I think he's rubbing off on both of us."

Chloe smacked him. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"You absolutely do not need to apologize."

"I get angry when I'm at a certain level of… well, drunk. I know I do. You know I do."

He shrugged. "You have some stuff to get out of your system. It's not like you have a normal dating life."

"I thought I did. I mean, weird, but normal."

"The tub is nice."

"God. Tub. The penthouse. Do you know what the property value on this place is? I do, because I helped him keep the damn thing by getting it declared 'historical'. Even if he wasn't Lucifer, it couldn't be 'normal'." She leaned on him, the move not sexual despite the situation. "But he is. And I'm not letting myself think about it too hard."

"Give yourself a break. It's a lot to process."

"You seem okay."

" I am okay."

She rested her head on his shoulder. "You always did make a pretty good rock."

"I'm just here because you asked. And because it sounded like fun."

"Are you really okay?"

Dan breathed into her damp hair. "I mean, mostly? I keep wondering if this is a long weekend fling or if you actually want me to stay. We didn't talk about boundaries."

"I'm glad I have you to talk to. Now I know why Lucifer is so difficult to deal with sometimes." She rolled her blue eyes up at him, getting more comfortable. She pulled her hair back to keep it out of the water. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried about our future together…"

Dan worked an arm behind her back, holding her. They could have been sitting on a park bench, not naked together in a bathtub. "Something on your mind?"

Chloe snuggled against him, spent. "Do you like doing this?"

His ex-wife naked with him in the Devil's bathtub? Surreal - yes. Fun - Good lord, yes. Repeatable?

He sighed, kissing her head. This was hard. "I just don't want to be your backup plan."

"Hmm?"

"If you decide you can't deal with Lucifer...being Lucifer. I can be a third wheel for now, but I can't just put my personal life on hold forever."

She blinked. "You aren't. I mean, the sex is amazing, but you've been really great over the last few days too. Yeah, it started as a fling. I don't want you to feel like you're being used - Lucifer's sex drive is…well, hard to keep up with. The first month we were together and I got my period, I thought he was going to crawl out of his skin. I only had to tell him once there would be no sex, but he can be super passive-aggressive when he wants to be."

"Lucifer? Passive-aggressive? Nooooooooooooo."

She smirked.

"Another advantage to asking another dude, then." Dan snagged a cloth on the side of the tub, wetting it. "If I thought you were using me, I wouldn't have agreed. Hell, if you weren't my ex, I wouldn't have considered it either. You weren't wrong for asking someone you already knew well. I can't imagine you asking a total stranger." He scrubbed her shoulders with the cloth. "Heck, if the shoe were on the other foot, I'd probably ask you eventually, too. I've never thought of him as a one-person partner."

"Maybe we should all do a date? Is a three-person date a thing?"

"You'd be willing to do that? I know how Lucifer feels about sharing, but I didn't think you would be okay with it. A date is a little more serious." Than hard-core sex.

"Is it weird to think we might still have been together if we just worked a little harder?"

"It's not weird." Rose-tinted glasses."But there were good reasons we separated. I had a lot of problems that seemed insurmountable at the time, but at least we never cheated on each other."

She smiled. "You're sure about that, huh?"

"Sometimes your biggest flaw is your labrador-like loyalty. I think even Lucifer wouldn't have had a shot if we were still married."

"Oh?"

"Well, you wouldn't have cheated. You're immune to his power thing."

"I forgot about that. Do you feel much different? If you think you're being pushed into this…"

Dan shook his head. "Nah, he hasn't done that to me since that one time, and it wasn't for sex. He can be just hanging around and it feels normal, like us 'humans'. He really is just that good in bed. He has 'fun' with sex like no one I've ever been with. No offense."

"I thought you said you succumbed to his sex-god powers."

"Well…he didn't actually use his power thing on me to get me up here. But he does have sex-god powers. And by sex-god powers, I mean a mouth that could suck-start a volkswagen."

She snorted into her hand, covering her face. "Oh, my God."

"Wrong deity." He squeezed her side. "How about a movie with the three of us? Trixie can even come."

"Shoot. Do you think she'll be okay with this? As a…date thing? Do we tell her that's what it is?"

"Lucifer would be the first to tell you we aren't in the dark ages anymore. Trixie has a bunch of friends at school with all kinds of parents. Her teachers won't be thrilled, but teachers never are."

"Speaking of dark ages - and letting go of certain ideas - how are you doing?"

"Er?"

"That was new for you right?" She grinned, poking him. "Virgin?"

Dan blushed. "I hadn't thought about it that way at all before Lucifer said it. But, uh. Would recommend, yes. Both ways. I never had a prostate orgasm before, but I'd heard of them. It was really intense. I'd really like to do that for him, but I don't know how yet."

"Is doing Lucifer as much fun as it sounds? Do you think that can happen with...uh...toys?"

"Very much yes. When the Devil is right about something, well, he's right. Getting the pressure right is a little tricky, since you don't really want friction. And the second part might require some internet research."

"He probably has his porn organized from 'most to least plausible', so we can probably find something related."

Dan sank a little into the tub. "After the water cools."