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.
[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.]
[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.]
[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.
[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.]
[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.]
[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.]
[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.]
[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.]
[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.]
[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.
That's what I'm trying to say, though. The whole Devil, son of God thing. All of those are you. You Falling... it shaped who you are. And I like who you are. A lot. You don't have to be like your siblings for that to be true.
[He was quiet then for a moment, hand stilling on her shoulder as he just took that in. Took her and her words and her goodness in and felt something melting inside him.]
I'm not good enough, you know. For you. For... up there. I don't know what twisted part of your mind gravitates towards the wrong men, but...
[A small smile, Lucifer moving to kiss the top of her head.]
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[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.]
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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.
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[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?
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[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.
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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.]
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I'm not used to anything from you, Chloe. I'm not sure I want to get used to you.
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I don't think you really have a choice. Things that last awhile generally stop being novel after some time.
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[His hand came up to nudge under her chin, making her look up at him.]
You humble me, love.
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[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.
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[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?
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[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.]
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It's a jacuzzi tub, in case you were curious.
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[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.]
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[That, and he really just liked the notion of still touching her.]
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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.]
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[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?
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[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?
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[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.]
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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.
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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.
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I'm not good enough, you know. For you. For... up there. I don't know what twisted part of your mind gravitates towards the wrong men, but...
[A small smile, Lucifer moving to kiss the top of her head.]
I'm grateful for it. For you.
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[She feels him kiss her and smiles, leaning up to do the same.]
I could say the same for you.
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