Authors Note: Man, you guys seriously know how to give someone a huge ego...lol sorry, dirty mind ;) but seriously keep them coming...oops there I go again. Damn, okay what I meant to say was, enjoy the ride...*throws hands in the air* I give up ;)

Enjoy! Rated M.

DB out!


Lucifer leaned back in the comfortable leather chair, a book in one hand and a glass of bourbon in the other. It wasn't often he got time to himself like this. The ability to simply relax and immerse himself in a good book. His private collection was vast. Having the ability to read any language had it's advantages and he was sure his reading assortment now totalled somewhere in the thousands.

Savouring the smooth, oak blend taste on his tongue, he briefly wondered if Heaven could be bottled - is this what it would taste like? It bloody well should, he thought with a smirk.

He turned to the next page and froze. His gaze locked on the figure by the door watching him silently and he mentally berated himself for not noticing her sooner. How long had she even been standing there, he wondered?

"Detective? What brings you to my humble abode on this fine night?" He placed his glass on the side tabe and the book was laid carefully next to it.

Chloe stepped into the room slowly, stalking toward him was more like it and his eyebrow arched in surprise.

She continued toward him, her steps sure and deliberate.

"It can't possibly be another case?" he added, never taking his eyes off of her.

"Stop talking, Lucifer," she said boldly as she closed the distance between them until they were almost touching. "Now, we can walk to the bedroom or you can carry me but if you don't decide soon I might just go insane."

"W-what?" he stuttered, his brain refusing to accept her out of character declaration. He had to be dreaming.

"You're not dreaming Lucifer." She told him, and knowing there was only one way to prove it wasn't a dream, she raised her hand and slapped him hard across the cheek.

The Devil cried out, "bloody hell, Chloe." Rubbing his aching cheek, then he grinned at her. "Do it again!"

Chloe smirked playfully, standing toe to toe with him. Her hands moving of their own accord and started caressing his chest and stomach, savouring the play of muscles she felt under his dark purple shirt.

Lucifer grinned and dipped his head, his lips brushed gently against hers, light and teasing. His fingers dancing lightly over the soft skin of her lower back, pulling her even closer. Chloe sighed against his mouth, leaning into his warmth and enjoying the way her body reacted to his hands on her.

The Devil stopped his gentle kisses and started kissing down her neck and along her collar bone. His teeth nipping against the soft skin and his tongue flicking out leaving a trail of heat where ever he tasted.

The Detective fell under his spell and stood frozen as he circled around her until he stood behind her. With his right hand he moved her hair out of the way and covered the sensitive skin with his mouth. Trailing his fingers down her arms he then grasped her wrists, keeping them pinned to her side.

Chloe couldn't believe how patient he was being. She thought he'd be throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her through to his bedroom. But she couldn't deny this was so incredibly erotic and at the same time down right maddening. She leaned back against his hard body, wanting so badly to touch him. He released his hold on her wrists and pulled her top up over her head. His fingers brushed lightly across her skin, followed by his lips trailing a path down her spine.

Chloe shuddered, her head tilted back as he moved back to the sensitive spot on her neck. When she was finally allowed to face him there was a devilish glint in his eye. He knew exactly what he was doing to her.

Lucifer leaned close, careful not to touch her and reached around her to unclasp her bra. He threw it to the floor next to her top. Taking a moment, he stopped to admire her, Chloe couldn't help blushing under his intense gaze.

The Devil repeated the process to her front, his lips and hands and tongue continuing their exploration of her body. He ran his tongue down between her breasts and Chloe gripped the fabric of his shirt, wishing more than anything that it was his bare skin that she was digging her nails into.

Almost like he could read her thoughts, Lucifer pulled away, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt and as he got to the bottom Chloe stepped forward, her hands caressing the smooth skin, fingers tracing lightly over his taut abs. She helped him remove the shirt and let it fall next to her own discarded clothes.

With his hands settled on her hips, his gaze darkening, he started walking her backwards to the large table in the centre of the room. Then lifting her as if she weighed nothing, he picked her up and sat her on the edge of the table.

This time when Lucifer kissed Chloe, it was forceful and demanding, showing her he meant business. He forced her mouth open under his and Chloe submitted to him. Dragging her fingers through his hair as his gripped hold of her waist, pulling her closer to him. His kiss was bruising but she matched it, pushing just as hard back against him.

Knowing that he needed to tear himself away if he wanted to touch more of her, Lucifer pulled himself back. His hands working on the button of her jeans then sliding them off her hips and Chloe helped push them the rest of the way.

Chloe now realised she was sitting there in nothing but her underwear, a shiver ran though her body that had nothing to do with being cold. Lucifer moved to stand between her legs and sealed his mouth once more over hers. This time he wasn't as demanding, he simply wanted to taste her. His bare skin pressed against her chest and Chloe used her legs to pull him closer.

She let out a frustrated groan when he started to pull back.

He shot her an amused quirk of his lips. "Patience, darling," he purred.

Carefully he unhooked her legs from around his hips so he had space to move. Using his hand he gently but firmly pushed her back until her bare skin was touching the cool wood. It felt heavenly against her warm skin.

So slowly that she thought she might scream, Lucifer slide her underwear down her long legs and Chloe closed her eyes, biting her lip, her breathing fast and shallow. His lips brushed against her inner thigh and she jumped. When he ran his tongue along the sesitive flesh her eyes snapped open and she arched off the table.

This man was positively sinful.

Her entire body started to tingle, almost like he was touching every part of her. With some effort Chloe managed to push herself up on to her elbows, she wanted to see him. Watching him between her legs was possibly the most erotic image she'd ever seen in her life.

He must have felt her gaze upon him and his eyes flicked up the length of her body to meet hers and Chloe felt breathless. His eyes looked almost black with desire. Pleasure scorched through her body, Lucifer's fingers digging painfully into her flesh. Chloe could feel the familiar pressure building down below and moaned.

When Lucifer's tongue slipped inside her, Chloe swore loudly and everything spiralled away from her. She collapsed against the table, the intensity almost blowing her away.

Taking off his last layer of clothing, Lucifer climbed on top of her, kissing his way up her body to her lips and claimed them for his own. There was no hesitation as he slid inside of her, his gaze hungry and desperate for her.

Chloe didn't even take note of how hard the table was underneath her, all that mattered was Lucifer' body moving above her. His eyes never once wavering from her own.

Trailing her fingers down his back, his movements faltered when she touched his scars, but she continued further down to the smooth skin of his lower back and dug her fingers into his flesh. His pace was faster now, hitting her deeper and he buried his head in the crook of her neck and growled. The animalistic sound make something twist in her stomach and she bit into his shoulder to keep herself from screaming in pleasure. Lucifer jerked against her, another growl rising from deep in his chest.

She could feel herself almost there, she was so close. Then suddenly Lucifer was no longer on top of her but standing between her legs leaving her feeling exposed on top of the table. But with the way he was looking at her she felt like the most beautiful woman on the planet. She raked her eyes over him as he stood gripping her thighs, his muscles rippling as he moved inside her.

It wasn't long before Chloe was crying out, tightening all around him and when he finally lost control he never looked away from her. His dark eyes boring into hers with a look of utter reverence.

"Holy shit," she breathed.

The Devil chuckled huskily. "That's one way of putting it, darling."

The sprinklers turning on and spraying them with freezing cold water was a bit of a shock to both of them. Chloe let out a shriek and scrambled to get off the table, grabbing her clothes and glaring at Lucifer.

"What the hell?" she shouted at him.

Lucifer for his part looked more amused than anything else. He let the water douse his sweltering skin and closed his eyes. The water soaking his hair and running rivulets down his chest, and abdomen and Chloe found her gaze following the water further down until she realised his eyes were now open and he was staring at her with a knowing smirk.

"MAZE!" he shouted. "Why did you turn the sprinklers on?"

It was quiet for a moment and then the Demon's voice carried over the sound of the harsh spray. "It looked like you both needed to cool off."

Lucifer snickered, gazing hungrily at the Detective. "Fair enough," he conceded.

Chloe saw his eyes darken even further if that was at all possible and she slowly backed away. "What are you doing?"

"You said to walk you to the bedroom or carry you and darling, we did neither. That was just the appetiser, it's now time for dessert." He stalked after her, completely indifferent to his state of undress as he followed her into his large open living space. It looked like his Demon had used the elevator leaving Chloe with no where to go.

Her eyes widened as he moved closer, walking around the piano to stand before her, his gaze never once wavering from hers. She swallowed noisily.

"It's been a while since I had a good hunt," he said, his lips parting in a wicked grin, showing his perfectly white teeth and then he licked his lips and Chloe was done.

In two long strides he was in front of her and she opened her mouth to say something, anything but the ability seemed to be taken from her as her eyes raked over his body taking all of him in.

With a rumbling growl in his chest he whisked her into his arms, kissing her passionately and carried her toward his bedroom.

"Is this what you were imagining, Chloe?"

Her cheeks flushed as she pulled him in for another kiss. "Not even close."

He arched his eyebrow. "Really? I'll have to up my game then."

Chloe's eyes were as wide as saucers. Oh, Fuck!

The En...momentary interlude lol