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Mm. Not really. I've already decided how I feel about you. I don't need extra convincing.

[He liked to talk up the experience and use the usual Devil charm on her, probably because that was what he knew. She couldn't fault him for it, and she would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the attention. But they'd also long gotten past the point of him trying to lure her into bed; he didn't need to feel that pressure of her turning him down or working extra hard.

At the mention of sharing, she snorted, perhaps with more amusement than generally expected of someone with a naughty dream.]

Absolutely no way. You'd laugh.

Chloe... you can't say that and not expect me to want to know. A sexy dream about me would make me laugh?

[Then a pause, a look of uncertainty coming over his face.]

Daniel isn't involved, is he? Or my brother?

[Yes, Chloe, he remembered how taken you'd been with Amenadiel when you'd first met him. Bloody brother...]

No, no, nothing like that. It was just the two of us.

[She reached forward over the table, knowing he was too far away and yet wanting to wipe that uncertain look off his face regardless.]

It was one of those dreams that started off fine. And then just got weird.

Oh.

[Relief, then. Even in her dreams, the idea of her preferring someone over him bothered him and that was... peculiar in itself. Still, when she reached across the table, he did the same, fingers sliding over hers as if he couldn't not touch her for another moment.]

I like weird. I'm curious what your definition of both 'fine' and 'weird' are.

[She hadn't quite expected him to take her hand, but when he did, she smiled over at him, eyes lit with a gentle kind of ease. With a sigh, she chewed on her lip for a moment, thinking of how to actually say it.]

We were in your penthouse back at Lux. Having a good time. And right in the middle, it got surreal. Except I hadn't thought it was weird until I woke up. Just one of those awkward dream things.

Surreal... how, exactly? Come on, love. I thought I was the master of teasing. I'm all but starving of curiosity now.

Maybe you should eat your food then.

[As if to emphasize, she picked off a large bite and plopped it in her mouth. Maybe to give herself more time. And then, shaking her head and rolling her eyes at herself, because really, Decker, she spoke.]

There might've been a Devil theme involved.

[He pouted at her across the table until she relented. Barely. He rolled his eyes, pointing a finger at her across the table.]

Spit it out, woman. Or I'll not tell you the one I had.

Funny, I think I'd be able to live with that.

[Reaching across the table, she gripped that accusatory finger in hers and glanced back down at her plate.]

Horns. You had horns.

[He opened his mouth to say something, then paused.]

You pictured me with horns?

[He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that. On the one hand, perhaps it was her subconscious trying to tell her that he was what he was. On the other, was that... good? Were horns sexy?]

Was it... ah... bad?

No.

[She has to admit, she's a little surprised his first reaction wasn't to laugh at her and tell her that of course her dream was ridiculous because he didn't actually have horns, Detective, we've been over this.]

Opposite of bad. Which is why it was weird.

[She looked like she still wasn't telling him everything, but really now, did he have to know all the nitty gritty details?]

Are you saying you liked the horns?

[Oh. Well. There was that smile now.]

You like the idea of bedding the Devil? Oh, love. I can't make the horns a reality, but I can certainly give you something wicked.

They gave me something to hold on to. That's all I'm saying.

[Yeah. Yeah, Lucifer. It was like that.]

Oh. And you needed something to hold, did you?

[A waggle of his brows, then he lifted up out of his chair enough to lean in and press a kiss to her hand before sitting again, still holding her if she let him.]

What do you want in bed, mm? You don't quite seem the rough and tumble type. No candles either.

[She did let him, letting her thumb trail over his knuckles as she tossed him a look as if he was being odd again.]

Why, you want a whole checklist right here and now at the dinner table?

If you like. I can wait, though. I've waited this long.

[The look he gave her was almost dreamy, something fond and sweet and a smile that was just that little naughty at the edges as he looked at her across the table.]

If you did, I'd have to see how many I could cross off for you in a night.

[Oh, she liked that smile, and especially how it always seemed to reach his eyes. That genuine glee there. It made her want to put it there more often, to never see it leave.]

Why a night? You in a rush or something?

To have you? ... Maybe more than I thought I was. But I do like the idea of making a game of it. It should be fun, shouldn't it.

[And maybe there was a part of him that wanted it to be more than just fun, but he still wasn't entirely sure what else sex could be like. what sex with someone you loved could be like.]

Sure. But I also don't need it to be jam-packed with you trying to fulfill all my wildest fantasies or anything. I'm not looking for anything specific, other than just being with you. Everything else can wait.

[She had her own wants and needs like anyone else. But she wasn't looking for the smooth, suave Devil who wanted to give her her deepest desires. She wanted to enjoy him, especially for their first time together.]

Everything else? My, my, Chloe. What do you have in mind?

[He was teasing, but his thumb traced over her fingers, smile deepening as his head tilted down. He looked down at her plate and saw she wasn't nearly done, letting go of her hand with a regretful sigh.]

I should behave myself for a little while longer. I did promise you a lovely meal, and I have a feeling this is better hot than tepid.

Obviously I'm telling you to keep your whips and chains at the door.

[The teasing lilt came out easily enough as she followed his lead, feeling satisfied with that smile. Though she felt a brief, silly pang of regret when he pulled away.]

Really? I thought this was you behaving.

[She threw him a wink before moving back to finish her meal.]

By the skin of my teeth.

[And because he wasn't to be outdone and they were in such a sharing mood...]

You've no idea how much I want to crawl under the table and have my dessert now.

[Said with a pining sigh as he stabbed another piece of meat and ate it.]

Lucifer.

[That earned him an incredulous, slightly embarrassed look, a faint red blooming over her cheeks. Her feet nudged him under the table again, this time in a warning before she noticed a waiter nearby.

She flagged him down, gesturing at her date.]

Could we get some water, please? He's feeling a bit thirsty tonight.

[The waiter gave them both a look before walking off to get said beverages.]

[Lucifer didn't look the slightest bit ashamed. If anything, he had a proud look as he reached for his wine and took another sip.]

Oh, I don't think I'm the only one that needs to quench their thirst.

[And because apparently the game had shifted to trying to shock her, he twirled the stem of the glass casually, looking down at it as he spoke.]

Making it to the elevator without drawing attention is going to be a task, what with me being completely erect at the moment.

[She shook her head and went back to eating her food. Don't give the children attention when they're misbehaving and all.]

This is me ignoring you now.

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