Adam wakes to banging on the door. Taking in the room, he groans as he remembers the night before.
-Adam! Time for breakfast! Wake up!
After a few seconds of not receiving a response, Lucifer opens the door and enters the room. Adam glares at the other, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
-Ah! Good, you're awake. Let's go.
Adam mumbles something incoherent turning back into the pillow as if to go back to sleep.
-Oh no you don't.
Lucifer pulls the blankets off Adam, who shivers at the loss of warmth. Lucifer's eyes scan the newly revealed skin, taking note of the numerous scars left on the man's back. Adam really is beautiful. Even back in Eden, Lucifer was always entranced by him.
Eventually, Adam accepts that he's not going back to sleep and begins to leave his comfortable bed.
-Fucking fine. I'm up.
-I guess my new pet is not a morning person, huh?
Adam just glares at him in return.
-I was promised breakfast. There better be pancakes.
Lucifer smiles and leads the ex angel out of the room.
Once they arrive, they are presented with a feast. Adam feels his mouth start to water. He's not impressed though. Definitely not.
They begin to fill their plates, but as Adam moves to take his first bite, Lucifer grabs his hand.
-No. I want to feed you.
Adams face morphs into one of disgust.
-Fuck that! No way! I'm feeding myself.
Suddenly, he's very aware of the collar and chain, feeling the weight of it increase.
-No way? Baby, I don't think you understand your position.
Adam shivers at the nickname and the intensity of the other's stare. Lucifer moves to sit on the edge of the table in front of Adam and places a finger under his chin, forcing him to meet his eyes.
-We have an agreement. You are my pet. If I tell you to bark, you bark. If I decide to have you walk through the palace on your hands and knees, you'll walk through the palace on your hands and knees. If I want to feed you, you open your pretty little mouth and thank me for every bite. If you don't like it, you're free to leave.
Now, open up.
Adam feels his blood boil.
-Fuck that! And if I refuse?
-Then you'll be punished, duh. Is that what this is?
Lucifer leans in close to whisper into Adam's ear.
-If you want to be punished, all you have to do is ask.
Adam flinches away, ears pulling back in defense.
-No, I don't want to be punished.
-Fine. Then open up.
Adam cringes at the other's words and his skin grows warm as he does as he's told. Accepting each bite offered to him glaring daggers at the smug looking man.
It was humiliating. The warm fuzzy feeling was only from embarrassment. Nothing else. The flips his stomach is doing is from disgust. Nothing else.
Lucifer continues feeding him, not acknowledging the internal conflict that's being displayed on the others face. Once the food is gone, he sets the plate down and places his hands on the sides of Adam's face.
-Good boy. Have you eaten enough?
Adam represses a shudder at the patronizing praise and feels his face heat up even more than he thought posible. Oh HELL no. He is not getting turned on.
-Yes. So, can you get the fuck off me now? I did what you asked.
Adam tries to turn his face away but Lucifer keeps his hold tight and brings his face down to Adam's. For a brief moment, panic runs across his features, expecting a kiss. But it never came. Lucifer just pressed their foreheads together, one hand softly petting his hair, eyes closed, looking content.
It was almost comforting. Almost.
-Good. Now, my turn. Once I finish we will go ahead and get changed and head to the hotel. I can't wait to tell Charlie everything about her first success!
He moves to sit back down and begins eating. Adam continues to sit, shifting uncomfortably, unsure what to do.
-So, can I leave now or…?
-No? Obviously, I'm not finished eating.
-What, you expect me to sit here and just fucking watch you eat?
-That's exactly what I expect.
Adam grimaces in annoyance and begins to curiously take in his surroundings again. He feels a pit in his stomach grow as he sits, waiting for Lucifer to finish.
-You don't expect me to go with you right? We're not exactly on the best terms. They fucking hate me there. It's not even been a week since I tried to destroy them.
Lucifer tilts his head thoughtfully, before responding.
-You're under my protection. I won't let anything happen to you. And this-
Lucifer once again manifests the soul chain, giving it a light tug.
— -will keep you from causing any trouble for them.
The knot in Adam's stomach doesn't go away.
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Adam stares up at the huge, sparkly hotel.
-Wow. I figured this place would be in shambles but it looks way nicer than before.
-Yes, we rebuilt after YOU destroyed it.
Adam crosses his arms defensively.
- Well it looks like an upgrade to me, so I'm not sorry.
Lucifer rolls his eyes and knocks on the front door.
-Dad? What are you doing here? And who's that- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ADAM??
- Hey there Char Char, we have a lot to talk about. Don't mind him he can't hurt you I've got him on a leash.
Lucifer manifests the soul chain, resulting in an annoyed growl from Adam.
-Plus he's still all mopey from his loss of angelic powers.
Charlie moves aside to let them in but starts to worry her lip watching nervously. Adam silently follows Lucifer inside, looking entirely on edge.
-You—You own his soul? Dad what happened?
- Yes, although he can take it back whenever he wants…
Lucifer emphasizes his words with a squeeze to Adam's cheeks, causing his lips to pucker forward before he shakes the hand off.
-Don't worry he can't do much without his angelic powers. Which is part of what we need to discuss. While our dear Adam here has been reborn as a sinner, your snake friend who we all thought died? He's in Heaven! Who'd of thought right??
-Sir Pentious is in Heaven? Wait, dad are you saying-
-That's right Char Char! You did it!! You really did it!! Your hotel works!
Within a few minutes, everyone is sitting in the common area. Adam watches everything cautiously, looking ready to bolt at any second.
-So, uh, are we really going to let Adam just, live out the rest eh his life in hell? As if nothin' happened?
Angel finally asks, addressing the elephant in the room. Lucifer sighs as Adam tenses defensively.
- Look, I know you all have reason to want him dead, but a deal has already been made. He's under my protection. None of you will lay a hand on him.
Disapproving looks come from around the room, but everyone stays silent until Charlie speaks up.
-So, why did you decide to make a deal with him?
Adam cautiously looks at Lucifer, curious to hear as well. Lucifer brings his hand to his chin and scrunches his eyebrows and Adam can't help but think that maybe MAYBE he looks a little cute.
- Because I wanted to? I'm the King of Hell. I can give into my whims on occasion. Besides, I know what it's like spending years as one of Heaven's favorite only to be cast out….
Adam scoffs and the rest of the room continues to watch them both with varying degrees of interest.
A few minutes later and they make their goodbyes and head back to the palace.
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-Now, I have work to do. You can go explore or join me in my office. It's up to you, but don't leave the property without me.
Adam nods his head looking around the room, debating where to explore.
-When you're hungry for lunch just let the servants or me know and they'll prepare you something. We will eat dinner together this evening. Do you have any specific requests, pet?
-I could destroy a plate of ribs.
-Done. I'll let the kitchen know.
- Fine, whatever.
Despite the exhaustion he feels setting in, Adam opts for exploring the west wing.
~I'm gonna lose my fucking mind in this place. ~
There really wasn't much to do. What was he supposed to do if he couldn't leave? Deciding to bring it up to Lucifer at dinner, Adam searching for a servant to demand lunch.
After having eaten, his body feels like lead and he feels emotionally drained. He decides to return to his room and sleep.
Once securely wrapped in blankets in his "too comfortable for hell" bed, he feels the events since his arrival catch up to him.
His army lost. Lute lost her arm. He died. Again. By the weird maid creature no less. He woke up at Lucifer's feet. Powerless. Even the Seraphim can't help him.
He feels the tears prickle up again. He's Adam. The First Man. How did this happen?
And then the deal. The stupid fucking deal. Adam? The First Man? A fucking pet? Paraded around like a trophy in front of the group of people who killed him? Owned by the King of Hell? The man who stole BOTH of his wives? How did this happen? Hasn't God realized a mistake was made?