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[She barely has to guide his hands; they crave the touch of skin, and he smoothes them over her ribcage, thumbs brushing back and forth against the bottom gentle swell of her curves.

He grins against her mouth in amusement, his lids heavy as he looks down at her, his words low as they're murmured against her lips.]

Detective, exactly how commando did you decide to go this evening?

[It appeared he underestimated her. Perhaps she had planned this all along, in which case, bravo.]

[ The brush of his fingers against her skin makes her breath hiss from between her teeth, cut off only by a laugh when he finally speaks. She almost wishes she hadn't worn any underwear, just to really blow his mind, but she hadn't exactly been planning this.

Although, to say she had come completely unprepared for it as a possibility would be a lie. ]

I know I'm not the fashionable one between the two of us, but even I know not to ruin a back on a outfit like that with a bra. [ She tilts her head back to shoot him a smoldering look. Chloe has hoped for this, but she also hasn't wanted to push him. The fact that it's happening is almost surreal, especially after all they've been through. ] I think you'll like my underwear, though.

[ It's black and lacy. Granny Panties Decker wasn't invited on this date. ]

I'm not sure I'll be paying much attention to them, to be perfectly honest.

[He has plenty of other things to keep him occupied, for starters. Like her neck, which he's now dipping down and tilting his head to taste the skin just below her jawline as he presses himself closer, his torso pressing flush against hers.

His hands press into her skin as he turns them in place so that he can have a seat on the edge of the bed, tugging her with him into his lap.]

Not until I'm getting rid of them, anyway.

[ Her giggles are cut short to moans as his mouth works against her neck. Chloe lets him turn her, lets him pull her down and she rests her knee on the bed, straddling his waist before she lowers herself into his lap. Every one of her senses seems unusually heightened, not completely unlike when she was a vampire (it also occurs to her, briefly, how amazing vampire sex must be), and that's the only thing convincing her that this isn't a dream. His chest is hot and flush against her, his lips wet against her skin, the sharp smell of his cologne mixed with a scent that is just him filling her nose; all of it is so real and yet, she still is still waiting for it to end, waiting to open her eyes and find herself alone in her own bed with Maze hovering over her.

She likes that she's towering over him for once, her blonde hair falling in a cascade around their faces as she starts to explore him again with her lips, ghosting gentle kisses down his temple and across his cheek. ]

That's funny, I always kind of pegged you as a lingerie kind of guy. [ Chloe isn't exactly into it herself, but she's willing to step it up for him. She's willing to do just about anything for him at this point if it means he doesn't stop touching her. ] Guess I'll just leave out the underwear completely next time.

[His mouth parts from that side of her throat, speaking words as he casually moves to the other side to give it the same treatment.]

Well, I wouldn't necessarily disagree with that statement, but I'm a 'whatever makes you feel sexy' kind of guy. [The more comfortable she is, the better, tbh. Confidence is hot.] You could be wearing a plastic bag and I'd want to ravish you.

[His hands travel down the span of her waistline, delving slightly beneath the fabric still pooling where she sits, fingers grazing the top of her hipbones.]

Well, you make me feel sexy. So does that mean I don't have to wear anything?

[ She rolls her head to the side, her eyes fluttering shut as she pushes her fingers through his hair. He can definitely look forward to Chloe raiding his wardrobe, walking around in his shirts and not much else.

Her hips twitch under his caresses, and she laughs as she shifts in his lap. ]

Help me get the rest of this off already.

That just might be the best idea you've ever had, Detective.

[The way he says it sounds almost like a purr against her skin, those grazing fingers pressing with more purpose as he smirks almost wickedly at her impatience.]

No need to rush. We do have all night, after all.

[But he seems to be acquiescing to her demands anyway, hands pushing back dark fabric, sliding it past her hips.]

[ Chloe shivers again, her eyes fluttering shut because his voice feels just as gentle and electrifying as his touch. ]

Really? I thought you would want to get right to it, but...

[ Shifting again, she grabs his hands from her waist and uses her weight to push him back onto the bed, slouching over him as she presses his wrists into the mattress. ]

We can definitely take our time if you want.

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Well, there's what I want and what I want. I admit I'm having a hard time reconciling them.

[He lets her push him back onto the bed, his grin growing truly mischevious at her boldness. His teeth press into his bottom lip, eyes traveling down her front appreciatively before they lift back to her face.]

Or we could just get down to business and save the whole taking our time thing for round two.

[To be truthful, he's nervous too, hiding the way his own hands might shake behind his usual bravado. He knows all the moves to this dance better than anyone, but this isn't just a dance he needed to know the steps to.

He didn't want to mess up in all the ways he so usually did.]

[ A blush reddens her cheeks when he looks her over, and she suddenly feels a little shy, but not enough to pull away. ]

You're going to get what you've wanted, whether it takes all night or not.

[ She lets go of his wrists, pushing herself up so she can run her fingers delicately over his chest. Her gaze drinks him in just as appreciatively, wanting to memorize every curve of him. Once she is done, her eyes meet his again, full of softness. ]

Lucifer, I love you. I just want this to be perfect.

[His eyes are glued to her face as she speaks, a strange expression flittering over his face, as if he's not sure what to make of all that. It hits him strangely, makes him feel simultaneously drunk and queasy, but in an enjoyable way, a way that he doesn't ever want to let go of.

His face feels hot as he fumbles with what words to say, but they finally come.]

Well, that's just it, Detective. [His hands roam softly at her sides, without conscious thought.] You already gave me what I wanted. All of this is just...perks, I suppose.

[This isn't what he needed from her. It was different because it was her, because she loved him.]

It's already perfect.

[ Her stomach flops around inside of her. Seeing him look at her like that is such an amazing feeling, and she doesn't think it will ever get old. Whenever she says something like that, or kisses him, he looks at her as if he is vaguely confused. Chloe thinks she knows why; he's never loved before, not in this way, anyway, and perhaps more importantly, it's been so long that he's felt what it's like to be loved he's forgotten.

She ducks down again, pressing her lips to his slowly, enjoying the way he tastes. He ignites a fire in her that goes beyond lust, and although she feels that for him too, it doesn't overshadow the way her heart swells in her chest. ]

It's different with someone you love. [ It's almost a warning to him, because she's not sure he entirely grasps what he's gotten himself into. ] But honestly... It wasn't what I expected from you. Of course, I didn't think this would ever happen at all.

[ She may be stalling a little herself, knowing that this is going to bring them even closer, although at this point that seems impossible. ]

[His eyes slowly close as she leans in to press a kiss to his lips, the beat of his heart quieting for the moment. His hand lifts to cradle the back of her neck, as if she's something delicate this time, and he makes a soft sound of contentment before she breaks away again to speak.

He doesn't grasp it. How could he possibly understand until he's lived it? But he wants it, perhaps needs it, this thing that's been missing for what feels like his entire life.

A strange swell of emotion rises back up in his chest as a look of concern crosses over his features.]

Should I be doing something else?

[If this was different to her, unexpected, then surely it must be a problem on his part.]

[ Even his look of concern can't stop her from laughing because... He is so dense sometimes. Chloe reaches up to cup his cheek, brushing his skin and carefully outlining his lips with her fingertip. ]

No. You're doing better than most humans I've been with. Believe me. [ She doesn't have quite the... prolific history he does, but she has her experience. Even Dan wasn't this thoughtful the first time, although he made an effort. ] Maybe it's better if I just show you.

[ She moves to meet his lips again, opening her mouth to his as she presses her body against him. Her hand skates down his stomach, slowly grasping at the button on his slacks to unhook it. ]

[Well, just because something happens to be perfect from his point of view doesn't make it so on her end.

Funny how he hasn't even thought about that until just now considering every partner he's ever had has done nothing but go on about the best night of their lives. He's never had to be concerned about this, not really. It just came...naturally, he supposes.

Or perhaps none of that was real, either. Just something else to attribute to Lucifer being himself.

He smirks, his confidence completely reasserted.]

Well, by all means.

[Her reassurances easily placate him, his lips parting as hers do against them, his tongue rolling against hers with practiced dexterity. He reaches down as well with one hand, thumb hooking into the waist of his pants to help shove them down as they go looser around him.

His other hand smoothes down her back in one fluid motion, coming to a rest as his fingers hit lace, and he smirks into the kiss at that lovely realization.

Perhaps she was right after all. He does like them.]

[ The feel of him smirking against her lips as his hand brushes her underwear says everything she needs to know, and lingerie is definitely back on the menu.

She rocks her own hips back enough to push his pants down, slipping off of him so she has a better angle to strip his pants down off his legs. Once what was left of his clothing is abandoned in a pile on the floor, she turns back to look at him, her eyes raking across his body as she takes it in. ]

I know I'm going to regret saying this but... You are so hot, Lucifer. [ Of course he is, the most beautiful of all the angels. And he's hers. It still doesn't make any sense at all.

She grabs his shoulders, encouraging him to roll on top of her as her back presses into the silk sheets. Her hair splays out across the bed, as wild as the look in her eyes as she arches her body up against him. ]

[It's all on the menu, Chloe, so long as there's not protests on her part.

His teeth drag over his bottom lip as he watches her divulge him of his pants with little fanfare. Her expression as her eyes roam over his form is a bit different than the first time she saw him in all his naked glory. No doubt she'd been impressed the first time, if not overwhelmingly surprised, but it was clear she appreciated him in an entirely new way now, and he couldn't say he didn't mind being wanted beyond the purely physical.

His hands briefly lift to cup the back of his head, arms back on either side of his face as he grins smugly up at her.]

I know. And you...

[-he starts as he rolls over with her, following her cue with graceful smoothness. One of his knees settles between hers as he holds his weight gently above her with his arms.]

...you're even better than I remember.

[ She was impressed that first time, although mortified in equal lengths. She may have had her wild days (she knows she will never live down Hot Tub High School), but Chloe has always been far more demure than Lucifer is probably capable of being. His little stunt walking out naked had sent her for a loop... But it didn't exactly go unappreciated, either.

Far different than how it is appreciated now, of course. She rolls her eyes dramatically, stretching her head back to let out a little laugh. ]

Well, the last time I was pointing a gun at you, too, so I really hope this is a step up.

[ It only occurs to her now how many times he has seen her naked... Even if Hot Tub High School doesn't count, there was the time he barged into her house and even if he didn't do anything, Chloe isn't dumb enough to know he didn't at least look when she stripped off her clothes in a drunk frenzy. ]

Plus, this time it's interactive.

Edited 2017-11-14 04:04 (UTC)

[He smirks down at her, leaning in to press his mouth against the outer corner of her mouth, then her cheek, jaw, the spot just behind her ear. His nose and breath brushes against the curve there before he drags the tip of his tongue over her pulse point before he murmurs-]

I think you look quite sexy with that gun.

[Though he does prefer when she doesn't shoot him with it.

His head dips down to press his mouth against her collarbone, caressing the well just above it with another drag of his tongue.]

I'll admit, I do prefer this over a look but don't touch situation.

[ Trying to put together a quick come-back is impossible with the way his tongue is moving over her skin, and instead she just gets out a strangled moan. Having him this close feels more amazing than she ever would have dreamed, and she has certainly dreamed about it. ]

I... [ Chloe gulps for air, her palms splaying against his sides, running down the length of his torso. ] I think it might kill the mood if I shoot you again.

[ There will definitely be no guns involved, but she might be convinced to pull out the handcuffs one of these days.

Unable to resist it anymore, Chloe's hands leave him and move down to her hips as she tries to push the rest of her jumpsuit down off her hips. ]

[He just likes to see her in charge, powerful and strong, and she certainly knows how to use that little device with surprising accuracy.]

We wouldn't want that, now would we?

[Amusement colors each word as he relishes the sounds she makes as he tests out each new expanse of skin he comes across.

He can feel her trying to shift the rest of that bloody outfit off, and he looms over her briefly, helping her by hooking his foot into the fabric and shifting it down her legs. His hand smoothes up over her waist and ribcage before palming the side of her breast, thumb and forefinger gently rolling the peak of her nipple between them.]

Definitely not.

[ The heat of his skin against hers feels good when he finally gets the rest of her outfit off. Her back arches at his touch, and she sucks in a quick breath of air as her eyes flutter shut briefly. Chloe can't take her eyes off of him for long, though, snapping her eyes open to stare directly into his as her mouth drops open. ]

Lucifer... [ It's something between a moan and a plead, her voice trembling and vulnerable. She raises her hand to his stomach, brushing his smooth skin as she moves down, her fingertips pausing to tickle his flesh right beneath his bellybutton. ]

[Her body is pliant beneath his, her skin warm beneath his hands. Her touch is electrifying, a shudder careening down his spine as her fingers reach lower, his abdomen tightening reflexively. He exhales a sharp breath, equally affected by all this in the same way she is, but he's never heard her sound quite like that, that pleading quality shaking him to his core.]

I've got you.

[As if to prove his point, he slips one arm beneath her back, pulling her body flush against his briefly as his head descends to brush his lips against her sternum before gently setting her back down on the mattress.]

Just tell me what you want, and it's yours.

[ She lets her head fall briefly, feeling his lips brush against her, and she feels so safe with his arms around her. Chloe has never felt like she needed protecting, as much as Lucifer seems to be there to save her. They are stronger together, though, and she can feel it now more than she ever could before. ]

Just you.

[ It's a whisper, barely a breath and she only knows he can hear her because he's so, achingly close. Chloe raises her leg, hooking it around his hips. Her hand lowers, brushing against his soft skin, finally wrapping her hand around his length. ]

I want all of you.

[His eyelids flutter closed as she wraps a hand around him, stomach tensing as his lips press together before his tongue wets them and he manages to let out a breath. He's hard already for her, which is no surprise really, his hips tilting toward her touch with unbidden need. His free hand splays across the thigh draped over his hip, sliding upward to those very nice lace underwear she was so proud of, but it's most certainly time for them to tag out for now.

His fingers hook under the waistline before he slowly and deliberately drags them down, effectively removing the last barrier between them. He tosses them aside onto the floor without a second thought so that his arm is once against free to wrap around that leg, holding her firmly against him.]

cw: nsfw from here on out just to be safe lol

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