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Bath, is it? Well, would you like me to run it for you? There's... let's see here.

[He moved past her, fingers trailing over her side with a light, teasing touch before he went to where the bath supplies were stored.]

I know there's salts and soaps. Also bubbles and oils and... ooh. Those little bomb balls. What would you like?

[She leaned against the bathroom wall with her arms crossed, watching him examine their available treats and supplies. The room really was decadent, far more spacious than the two of them needed, but it definitely held the romantic atmosphere he was probably going for. Dimmed lights, candles lit and strewn about the room, little bowls with chocolates here and there.]

Hmmm. Surprise me.

[He shot her a sideways glance, smirking as he reached in and drew out a bottle. Going over to the bath, he started running the water. He uncapped the bottle and poured in a generous amount into the stream once it had filled up a little. The scent of vanilla filled the room, sweet and musky all at once, and he set the bottle down on a nearby table.]

Thought I'd stay with the theme of the evening, mm? Something tasty to put in your mouth...

Mm, I'm not the one who's put much in my mouth tonight.

[Said with a hint of teasing as she came over to him and let her hands splay against his back, running her hands up and down him in a light massage as they waited for the bath to get going. She leaned in a little further against him, wrapping her arms around his middle and planting a kiss against his back.]

[He stilled when she came up to him, eyes closing as her hands moved over his back. He loved to touch her, could run his hands over her for days if she'd let him, but he'd never really allowed himself to be touched by her. Her arms came around him and he slid his hand up to hold onto her, pressing her arm to his chest and feeling an odd pricking in his eyes.]

We'll have to fix that. There's tasty treats out there along with the champagne, if you'd like. I could feed you in bed.

That sounds nice. We could eat them together.

[She didn't even think anything of it when she did it. Oh, she knew he hadn't wanted to be touched a long time ago, when she first saw his scars. But after everything they'd done together that night, it would feel unnatural not to touch him, to hold him. That's just what was done.

She sensed the sudden change in atmosphere, though, feeling the way he seemed to tense up in her arms and how he gripped her arm so close to him. She frowned, pressing her chin against his back as if that would help her see him better, still holding him.]

Something wrong?

No, love. Nothing's wrong. Everything is just... perfect.

[He sighed, hand sliding up along her arm as he turned his head a little, smiling at her over his back.]

I don't think I was expecting it to be so... well. I should have. You do tend to take me by surprise, though. Every time.

[He seemed okay, as far as she could tell. Perhaps a little more fragile than she's used to. She smiles at him when he looks down at her, nuzzling against his back before giving him another kiss.]

It's just a hug. This is something you should be used to, not surprised by.

[And if he's not, she'll just have to go it more often. She files that bit of information away for later.]

[He moved to turn around, lifting an arm over her head to avoid knocking it as he wrapped his arms loosely around her.]

I'm not used to anything from you, Chloe. I'm not sure I want to get used to you.

[She adjusted herself as he moved, pressing herself against his front as he wrapped his arms around her.]

I don't think you really have a choice. Things that last awhile generally stop being novel after some time.

You will never stop being a wonder to me, Chloe Decker.

[His hand came up to nudge under her chin, making her look up at him.]

You humble me, love.

You know what I meant.

[Or she hopes he did, at least. She smiles at him when he lifts her chin, leaning forward to press her lips against his. Not for long, though, because the sound of the running water catches her attention.]

Better turn that off before it starts overflowing.

Ooh. Wouldn't want to make a mess...

[He was tempted to let it overflow, but knowing what a stickler she was, that might well put a wrench in their plans. So with a little sigh, he turned to step down into the tub, twisting the faucets to turn them off, then holding out a hand for her.]

Care to join me?

Last I checked, you were the one joining me.

[She takes his hand without hesitation though, a smile playing at her lips as she steps into the water. Instantly, a sight of satisfaction escapes her, the heat and scent of the bath already putting her in a relaxed mood and soothing her muscles.

Soon enough, she's using his hand as leverage to slowly lower herself into the water, submerging herself until she's practically just a head of blonde hair and a pair of eyes looking at him lazily.]

[She did have some cheek on her when she wanted to, Lucifer smirking as she lowered herself down into the water. He moved to join her, sliding down along the side of the tub until he found one of the little raised portions that served as a seat.]

It's a jacuzzi tub, in case you were curious.

Mmhm...

[Sorry, what was he saying? Oh, a jacuzzi tub, right. She'd probably check out more of those features in a bit, but for now, she was enjoying the warmth of the water. The sound of his voice speaking lowly to her was a nice touch, too. Seems he's given her a pretty good workout.]

You look like you're about to fall asleep. Why don't you come over here, mm? Sit on my lap so you don't wind up sinking under the water.

[That, and he really just liked the notion of still touching her.]

[She opened her eyes to gaze at him for a moment before she lifted herself up, wading her way through the water until she was close enough to crawl into his lap.]

Stopping me from drowning is probably your secondary motive, isn't it?

[Still, she looked comfortable where she was, at ease just laying against him. And if she put extra thought and attention into touching him, then it was only because she wanted him to feel her affection for him.]

A very close second, but yes.

[His arms fit around her, tucking her in against him as he rested his cheek along the top of her head. He could feel the little touches, soft reminders that she was there -- as if he could forget. He slowly scooped water over the parts of her above water; her chest, her back, her shoulder. Carefully around her neck.]

Comfy?

Mmhm.

[She was, especially nestled so close to him and when he was paying such careful attention to her. The warmth of the water has gooseflesh rising over her arms as she turns to press a kiss against the side of his neck, just enjoying the feel of him against her.

After a few short moments, her eyes slowly open and she begins to speak as a new thought comes to her.]

Lucifer. Can I ask you something?

Anything.

[Which didn't mean he had to answer it, but she was always free to question him in whatever way she wanted. Especially when she was naked in his lap in hot water, curled up against him while laying lazy kisses on him.]

When you showed me your... other face, you knew you had your wings back. [A pause, considering how to word this.] What made you choose to show me your face instead of your wings?

[He didn't still in petting her, still pouring water slowly over her shoulder and back as he smiled.]

Because I didn't think it was fair. When I called you, when I was coming to see you, I didn't have my wings. I didn't-- it didn't feel right to take the easy way out when I was prepared to show you the worst of me. I promised I'd tell you, and that was what I was going to tell you.

[She's quiet for a moment, mulling that over. Her arms drift over his back in a brief display of comfort.]

It's not... [No. Try again.] The wings, your face, the whole eye thing. That's— they're all you to me. You know that, right? I know how I reacted at first wasn't exactly calm, but you're my partner. I accept all of you. Including the red skin.

It's not the same, love. I'm the only one of my siblings that doesn't just have the wings. I Fell. I burned. It's a mark to prove it. That is what I am, Chloe. I'm not just fluffy wings and angelic abilities. I'm the Devil.

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