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"You're going to have to tell them at some point, your shirts barely covering it."
Chloe looked down and tugged on her tank top, which in turn made the top slide down as well exposing her growing cleavage. As expected when she turned Lucifer's eyes were firmly locked on her chest, the black orbs glazing over as his head began to tilt. "Eyes up here."
"Yes and breasts right there," he purred.
She shoved him lightly. "I just need to get some new clothes and I'll tell the Captain soon. I don't want to be put on desk duty yet; I can still do my job just fine. I mean they can't make me but I'll look like an unfit mother if I don't transfer. Plus it's going to raise all these questions about if it's Dans or not. Ugh, just don't talk about it. I'll deal with it another day."
Approaching the scene Chloe knelt down and began to look over the body, Lucifer still staring at her cleavage. One could only stare into the sun for so long before they had to look away and it seemed four minutes was the max for the detective's ample features. Fiddling with the Pentecostal coin in his pocket he began to wander around and when he returned his eyes narrowed at Chloe laughing breathily at something an officer he had never seen before was saying. The man was a tad older than Chloe, grey just peeking through at his temples and he had sky blue eyes. What business did he have with the detective?
Finishing walking over the man turned and offered a smile before moving away. "What was that?"
Chloe laughed at his demanding tone. "What was what?"
"Don't be coy. You were flirting what that man," he insisted.
She shrugged. "Well he was flirting with me. He's from another precinct since this is on the jurisdiction line. He asked me on a date," she finished with a blush.
"You're pregnant," he scoffed.
Her eyes widened as she quickly looked around and was thankful they seemed to be out of earshot of everyone else. "Shh! I told you not to talk about it! What does that even matter?"
"Well," he said slowly, trying to think of anything he could from allowing this to happen. "That's something someone should tell you before you spend an evening together."
Crossing her arms defensively she laughed bitterly. "What is your problem? I'm allowed to hang out with whomever I want. I don't give you a hard time for all the people you 'spend an evening with'. Plus, he knows. He said he could tell and that he thinks I'm adorable."
"It's called maiesiophilia. He gets off to pregnant women," he whispered harshly.
"And how the hell do you know that?" she seethed.
"Because what human would willingly choose a pregnant woman over anyone else?" The second it left his mouth he knew he had messed up. Badly. He hadn't said it to hurt her, but it did sound worse when said out loud than in his head.
Chloe entire face was beet red she was so angry. "You bastard. I'm sorry I'm so repulsive to you that you can't see what he did. Find your own way home."
"I didn't mean it like that! I was merely stating that-" He broke off when she began to walk away. "Detective," he called out when she stormed away but she kept walking, throwing up a one fingered salute for good measure. "Detective!"
Lucifer sat at his desk in the library with his feet propped up and a book in his lap, empty bottle and glass next to him. He hadn't much felt like being in Lux this evening after leaving Chloe on a low note. The elevator opened and he ignored it, the presence unrecognized but people wandered up here all the time. He did finally look when he was jerked off the chair and slammed down onto the desk, a man staring down at him with milky white eyes.
"How did you get out?" he growled and managed to squirm out of his grip and knock him backwards. "Seems my brother isn't doing a very good job at guarding the gate's of Hell is he?" he spat and landed a viscous right hook, knocking the possessed man down.
Unfortunately the demon had chosen a very large human to possess and even though he was a celestial being it still hurt like a bitch when he was thrown across the room and smashed into the wall. With another growl he climbed to his feet and pointed at the advancing man. "I command you to return at once demon!"
Perhaps this one was hard of hearing he thought to himself as he was punched in the side of the head for the third time in as many seconds. "Maze!" he shouted, his hands wrapping around the man's neck and squeezing as hard as he could. If the demon hadn't been inside he would have crushed the bones to dust easily, bloody demons and their resilience.
He was picked up by the shirt, hands still wrapped around it's neck, and slammed back down, repeatedly. This was going to hurt tomorrow. His knee shot up and managed to knock the thing off of him and he shot to his feet. "Was this really the plan? You escape and come straight to me? You didn't think this through very well did you?"
Apparently he didn't care Lucifer realized as he was shoved into the sauna and held under water.
This thing had to go. No more open bodies of water.
He tried to dig his thumbs into it's eyes to gouge them out but being under water made it difficult to find his intended target. Then Maze was there and with a well placed stab and some words the demon was dead and the man was shakily wondering where he was and bleeding on Lucifer's pristine floors.
Climbing out of the water he groaned and looked to Maze. "About time."
The demon shoved the man to the elevator and pushed the down button before returning and looking over Lucifer. "You're bleeding."
"Thank you Dr. Maze, I was completely unaware of that fact," he hissed and was suddenly shoved back into the water and when he resurfaces his demon was gone. Touchy touchy.
Figuring he was already saturated he sat down on the seat and closed his eyes, letting the warmth soothe his aching muscles.
"Lucifer?"
His eyes snapped open and he looked up at Chloe who was watching him worriedly and dressed in a very nice lavender top and dark jeans. "Yes?"
"Why are you fully dressed in the hot tub?"
"I don't own a washer machine. How was your date?" he asked, a grimace on his face at the last word.
Chloe slipped off her shoes and walked to the opposite side where it was dry and sat down, slipping her feet into the water. "You were right, he was a total weirdo. He kept talking about my stomach and then when he mentioned breast milk I throat punched him and ran. Are you bleeding?"
Lucifer looked down at the water and the red droplets dripping into it. "Yes it would seem so, I'll try to refrain. And a throat punch you say? Bravo." Looking over to her he tried to convey the true meaning of his words earlier. "I didn't say what I said earlier to upset you. You are adorable, and couldn't be further from repulsive if you tried. I just-" He what? He didn't know what it was earlier but he knew he didn't want her to go on a date with that man. It couldn't have been jealousy, the Devil didn't get jealous.
Chloe waited for more but it wasn't coming. Kicking her feet back and forth through the water she looked up at the stars. "Makes you feel small when you look at all of them doesn't it? You realize how little and insignificant you are in the universe."
"Speak for yourself," he mumbled.
She laughed. "Oh yes, I forgot the universe revolves around you."
"Well it does!" he answered defensively. "Or it did before all of you came along."
He was so weird. "Tell me about your family." When his face dropped she shook her head and backtracked. "I'm sorry, you don't have to. That wasn't cool to ask."
"No it wasn't," he agreed, always willing to call someone out. "I have two brothers, one whom doesn't speak to me and another that loathes me, don't worry the feeling's mutual. My mum was pure evil and I was my father's favorite son until we had a disagreement and he banished me." He lazily moved his arms around in the water and softly added, "We were happy once, but that was a very long time ago."
He wasn't getting a response and he realized she was crying, about to suck in a breath to really get going. Heavens no, anything but that. "No! What I meant to say was that we were very happy! We were just like the- oh bloody hell what was that called- the one with the child and the parents and the sexual innuendos? Leave It To Beaver! Yes! We were like the Cleaver's."
A smile broke across her face and he slumped in relief, crisis averted. "I have an appointment in a couple weeks for an ultrasound. I can choose to find out the gender and you see if everything's good." She watched Lucifer sit up straighter and asked, "Did you want to go with me?"
He nodded instantly, "Yes, very much so."
She smiled almost shyly before laughing when Lucifer hoisted himself out of the pool and stood there as water poured off of him and puddled onto the floor. Her eyes darkened at the clothing stuck to his skin, everything was always tailored to perfection but now it was showing every line. An ache began in her groin and she subtly rubbed her thighs together looking for relief.
Lucifer of course didn't notice her lustful gaze because he was trying to wrestle his shoes and socks off so he wouldn't track water through his entire home. He had tried to accept that she didn't want him in that way, that he was essentially a 'friend with benefits' and that was all he would be. You couldn't force someone to love you back.
Love?
Back?
Did he love Chloe? Was that even possible? There was no way that could be true. Yes there was something there but not love. Why did that word keep popping up?
She watched him struggle before he stilled with wide eyes, something going on in his head and she wondered what on earth it could be. His eyes drifted to hers and were filled with fear? That was strange. "Everything ok?"
"Fine," he squeaked and continued to struggle out of his clothing, which was going hilariously bad. She watched in amusement as he finally ripped off the wet items and slapped them down on the ground in victory, still dripping wet and in just his boxers. "Ha!" Looking up he noticed her heated gaze but instead of moving closer he moved away, she had made it clear she didn't want him. "I'm going to shower, you can stay if you'd like."
Exiting the bathroom he wasn't sure if he wanted her to still be here or not because it was hard to control himself around her when they were in a private setting. Stepping out he grabbed a pair of plum colored boxers and slid them over his hips, peeking around the corner and not seeing anyone. It wasn't relief and it wasn't disappointment he felt, something in the middle really. Making his way to the bar he stuck a cigarette between his lips and moved to light it only to drop the Zippo when he saw Chloe was lying on the couch, barely visible. Thank goodness he hadn't lit it, Linda Blaire was not welcome in his penthouse.
Walking over he peered over the top of the couch and saw she was awake, shirt tugged up a bit and hand on her stomach. She looked up at his curious expression and let her eyes close, tired as always from making a human being. "You can touch it."
"Oh can I," he leered and chuckled when she blindly tried to hit him. Leaning down he hesitated a moment before placing his hand on her rounded stomach. Her skin was soft and warm, but he already knew that, it was the firmness and bulge that was different. The bump wasn't very large, in fact his hand could cover the entire thing but it was physical proof of the life inside. His thumb moved back and forth and he just stared at the tan skin until Chloe's hand came to rest on top of his and he saw she was smiling.
What were they to each other? Friends, partners, sperm donor and incubator? It was getting confusing with her wanting to have sex then saying she didn't want to be with him, yelling at him one minute because he spoke without thinking and sharing an intimate moment the next.
"Can I stay here tonight? I'm so tired," she yawned and of course he was powerless to say no.
He nodded and let her walk to the bedroom before he clicked off the lights and stood there wondering if he should just sleep on his own couch. No, he could control himself just fine and his bed was much more comfortable than the other furniture. Feeling very in control he moved to his side and slipped under the covers, closing his eyes. Yes, he could lie here with Chloe and not have sex with her, he'd done it before.
"Lucifer?"
Not even two minutes later the covers were thrown off and Chloe was screaming in pleasure on top of him, Lucifer paying very close attention to the breasts he hadn't been able to keep his eyes off of all day. She rolled her hips over and over, encouraging his affections on her tender chest, panting and pleading as he licked and nipped. He tried valiantly but he couldn't stop himself any longer, this woman was just too much, the realization that he might actual love her making it that much more intense. Never in his entire existence had he let himself go before his bedmates but this time he was powerless and she bit her lip as she watched him fall apart. Feeling him pulsing inside of her, the tightness in his entire body, the expression of bliss on his handsome face pulled her over the edge and she barely kept herself upright as she keened. The pleasure slowly waned and she rubbed her hand through his hair as he salved her nipples with his tongue. "I needed that."
He placed a kiss to her sternum and let his head fall back, satisfaction on his face. She climbed off of him and snuggled into his side, his hands grabbing the blanket to pull over them, and he wrapped an arm around her. He wasn't foolish enough to think this was a sign that she was reconsidering anything but for right now, it was more than enough.