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[hellicious]

who: Lucifer and whomever
what: Setting up the bar, continuing to lease out floors, subtly moving Chloe's stuff over.
when: 11-16 August
where: Lux, the building, possibly all over town
warnings: Likely eventual smut in thread w/Chloe. Possible language in other threads. Will update if needed.

Getting the bar set up without Mazikeen there to do most of the heavy lifting for him, or barking at people to do the heavy lifting, was a new experience in itself. He hadn't realized how much he'd relied on her to do so much for him. The day to day things. The contracts. The bills. Even the hiring of staff had been left in her capable hands. Lucifer didn't have much of an inkling of what constituted as 'good' in terms of staff for his place other than 'wanted to be there and was legally allowed to be'. Finding out just how low the drinking age was in Quarantine was a bit of a surprise and he had to mandate that there'd be an age restriction on the club itself. Why? Because he was pro-sex, pro-drugs, and anti-child. Having fourteen year olds dancing around would just kill the mood for him, so Lux would have an 19+ age limit on who'd be allowed in as far as patronage.

He was also still leasing out the other floors that hadn't been rented, so far two taken up by one Stephen Strange and some pack of hooligans with odd markings all over them who he'd been told may not take too kindly to Satan being their landlord. Well, that was their problem, wasn't it?

In an attempt to fill the other floors, before Lux opened for good, he'd be hosting 'come meet your potential landlord' parties; hosting lunches and little shindigs to help get the new staff used to what he expected and to give the potential tenants an idea of what the building would be like when the bar was in swing. Lucifer was all about transparency.

He could also be found in town, looking at furniture and possibly trying to find places to recruit staff and tenants. Or possibly in Lux itself just idly playing with his piano, pleased to have it back and to be able to play as he liked.

[Please feel free to PM regarding any potential cr ideas if nothing here suits your interest. Lucifer can likely be found in a variety of places and I'm happy to have him be more accessible if needed.]

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[hellicious]

[He knelt just by her knees, spreading those white wings wide until the drapery near the dais windows fluttered softly from the breeze of them. Then, wings still spread, he moved to crawl over her, lowering his head until he could take one of her nipples in his mouth, not touching her anywhere else other than his lips around her breast.]

[couldkillthedevil]

[If he wanted a reaction out of her, then he may be disappointed. Or not, depending on his expectations. The hot, wet press of his mouth over her breast got a sharp inhalation out of her in response, hands curling in the sheets as she arched up into his touch. Wanting to feel more of him but resisting asking for it. He'd just have to be content to play.]

[hellicious]

[She should know well enough by now that Lucifer was always content to play. He turned his head to let his stubble brush over the soft skin on the inside of her breast before he kissed a trail over to the other one, tongue flicking out to taste her, nipping just before he reached that pink peak to lick over and suck on. He loved every response he got from her. Small, large. As long as she was responding to him, he was content.]

[couldkillthedevil]

[He did seem to love drawing things out of her. If not hidden desires, then overt ones. Moans and hisses of breath and flurries of wanton movement. The soft scrape of his stubble over her had her nipples peeking, body reacting to the familiar press of him. She watched him loom over her with half-lidded eyes, one hand trailing up to curl her fingers through his hair.]

[hellicious]

[He hummed against her skin, eyes darting up to look at her before he drew his mouth away. One of his hands came up to let his fingers tickle over the outside of her thigh, tracing lines and idle patterns upwards, up over her hip and along the left side of her body, thumb grazing along the edge of her breast when he reached it.]

[couldkillthedevil]

[She met his gaze and didn't waver, drawn in by the calculated and assured touch up her thigh and breast. A small shudder rolled down her body once he reached that spot before she rose, just enough to lean up a bit to try and grip at him so she could roll him over.]

[hellicious]

[He had to curl his wings in, tuck them up against his back to let her roll them. That, or tuck them away, but she seemed to like when they were out and he could admit he loved the way she reacted to them enough that he'd put up with the mild discomfort of rolling on them before they got resituated.]

Impatient, are we?

[couldkillthedevil]

Not really. I just know what I want. Unless you're complaining?

[She arched a brow at him, rearing back a little so she could watch him from above as she rested on her knees.]

[hellicious]

Darling, do I look like I'm complaining?

[He was lying on the bed, wings half cupped on either side of him, cock at full attention and eyes completely glued to her. A half smile danced around his lips, his hair was mussed, and he looked like he was about to get up to all sorts of mischief.]

[couldkillthedevil]

You should know better than anyone that looks can be deceiving.

[Said as she practically climbs on top of him, legs coming to rest against each of his sides as she straddles his lap. She would be lying, though, if the wings didn't... excite her. If only at the idea of her taking charge when he could toss her off with one quick thwak of them.]

[hellicious]

[He would never. He'd be more inclined to wrap her up in them, since she seemed to love feeling them on her as much as he enjoyed her playing with them. Not that he could really blame her. He was a vain little thing over something so silly as wings.]

Have I ever deceived you?

[couldkillthedevil]

[And yet he'd seemed so horrified at the idea of having them back at first. Seems he's settled into that for now, but she knows he's had no issue with hacking them off. Hopefully they would be here to stay, if only because she didn't like the idea of him mutilating himself.

As she leans down, her hands reach out to touch said wings, grasping them and pulling them as if they were a pair of arms she were using to try and tug him up. She hesitates at the question for the briefest of moments before speaking.]

Not intentionally.

[hellicious]

[He heard the hesitation, moving to sit up to wind his arms around her, chin tilted up so he could look up at her. Her answer was fair, and he nodded slowly.]

Fair enough. I did mean it, and still do, when I said I'd never lie to you. Not that I would to anyone, but... I suppose I was more afraid of how you'd react than anyone else. You undo me, love. You me question myse-- no. You don't do that. I do it to myself, but only over you.

[couldkillthedevil]

[He rose to meet her and she did the same, arms wrapping around him so she could play with his wings, fingers toying with a couple of the looser feathers near the center.]

I know, Lucifer. But after everything— you don't have to hide from me anymore. You know that, right?

[hellicious]

[Excuse him, Chloe. He was going to need a moment to reply, distracted by her fingers trailing over those sensitive parts, hips jerking upward for a moment before he got a hold of himself.]

Mm, yes. Of course. I know that now.

[couldkillthedevil]

Good. Because I don't want a repeat of last time. We're a team.

[And like any good teammate, she would be doing her part of trying to get him to jerk like that again, hands pressing a little more firmly at that area of his wings while she rolled her hips over him.]

[hellicious]

Yes, we a-- bloody hell.

[She did that again, and his hands slid down to her ass, wings shuddering in her grip as his mouth opened to let out a soft exhale. They were close to coming together, but not close enough, and yet even that was a sweet sort of pleasure, his eyes finding hers and that smile brightening.]

You're enjoying this.

[couldkillthedevil]

Maybe just a little.

[Oh, she was enjoying this alright, if that smug grin on her face was anything to go by. His wings shuddered around them and she gripped at him again, fingers grasped further in his feathers as she used him for further leverage while her hips rolled over him one more time. As was probably obvious to him, she was drawing this out as much as she could, but she fully intended on delivering once she'd had her fun.]

[hellicious]

Minx.

[He leaned in and murmured it against her throat, nipping along the long line of it as he rocked under her, cock brushing against her thigh, smearing precome along her as she tormented him with her grip and movements. And he, like her, was enjoying the hell out of it. He liked to see her like this, free and unencumbered, happy. With him.]

[couldkillthedevil]

Or maybe you're just easy to please.

[Said with a knowing glint in her eyes as she watches him rock under her, the evidence of his enjoyment clear across his face and the press of his swollen cock against her leg. One hand still buried in his wing, she lets her other one drift down to wrap around his cock.]

[hellicious]

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[His voice was breathy, his grip shifting on her as he moved with her, rocking under her, wings fluttering to wrap around her as they continued to tease each other, to flirt just along that edge of sex without actually committing to it. Yet.

And then she had to touch him like that, a hand leaving her to brace back on the bed as he lifted up into her touch, her hand like warm silk on him as he let out a soft cry.]