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[h2_muses]

Lucifer wakes up, rolls over and drapes his naked self across the naked body of the man beside him - beautiful man that he is. He slides fingers through his hair, down his face, along the column of his throat and over his chest, skimming a nipple, dipping a finger into his navel before smoothing a hand over a hipbone, down a thigh, then back up to cup his cock. He's not trying to wake him, rather keep him relaxed and asleep. It probably won't work, but that's okay too. The things that happen when Azazel is awake are just as fantastic as those that happen when he's asleep.

Lucifer shifts and swirls his tongue around a nipple over and over and over... still not trying to wake him up, just wanting an early morning taste.

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[roxula.livejournal.com]

He growls.

"D-damn you."

He buries his mouth against Lucifer's throat, biting at his skin.

"Fucking... fucking angel."

[i_vanquish_evil]

One hand around his own cock, stroking smoothly, the other in Azazel's hair, holding him against his throat.

"Mmmmhmmmm..."

He rolls his head back, groaning.

"Come for me, my Azazel."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

"Stop stealing my lines," he growls against Lucifer's skin. "Now stop screwing around, and come for me."

[i_vanquish_evil]

He moans, head rocking back, hips rocking up, fist tightening in Azazel's hair.

"Make me..."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He growls again, and bites down on Lucifer's throat none-too-gently, pistoning himself into him, gasping and panting against his skin as he reaches down with one hand, past Lucifer's hand around Lucifer's cock, and brushes his fingers down, cupping his balls and rolling them in his hand.

[i_vanquish_evil]

He cries out at the bite and gasp-moans at the hands on his balls and it's all he can do not to come immediately. He's not going to give Azazel that satisfaction. "More..."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

"What the hell more do you want?"

He's sweating and exhausted and so close and so hard.

He pushes Lucifer's legs up further, shifting his position a little as his fingers slide back from Lucifer's balls to where he's pressing into him, and he slides one finger in along with his cock.

[i_vanquish_evil]

"Holy shit... fuck yes..."

His hand squeezes around himself and he's spilling between them.

"Yes... like that..."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He continues, for all of a few seconds, before he rests his forehead on Lucifer's shoulder and spills into him with a soft gasp, and a, "Finally."

[i_vanquish_evil]

He grins and rolls his head to the side, licking Azazel's ear. "Was the waiting truly all that bad?"

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He breaks into laughter then, panting against him.

"No, but the stubbornness was."

[i_vanquish_evil]

"You had expected me to be something else?"

He nuzzles a bit at Azazel's hair.

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He smiles against Lucifer's throat.

"I expected you to do as I told you, my Lord. I'll know in future."

He traces patterns on Lucifer's skin, gently extracting himself to hop to the bathroom to bring in a damp, warm washcloth.

Which hits Lucifer inna face as Azazel flops into bed beside him.

And who said romance was dead?

[i_vanquish_evil]

If Lucifer wanted Romance, he'd spend time courting women. That's no fun - flowers and candy and sappy movies, or whatever it is.

He tugs the washcloth from his face and reaches a hand over to tug Azazel to him, claiming Azazel's lips with his own. "Under proper circumstances, I will do exactly as you ask."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He curls his hand around Lucifer's shoulder, nipping his lip.

"And what are the proper circumnstances?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He grins. "I'll let you figure that out on your own."



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There's a loud crack of thunder and suddenly there are additional people in the room.

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He blinks at Lucifer.

"Did you order room service?" he asks, looking around at them. He knows who they are. It's why he's trying to make light of the situation.

[i_vanquish_evil]

"Not this kind." He rolls his eyes... they've been through this before. "What do you want now?"

****

A stern voice: "You know why we're here."

****

"Of course I do. It's just no fun if I play along straight from the beginning."

****

Stern voice: "You will dress and come with us."

****

"Why? Haven't we been through this enough times already?"

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He curls his arm around Lucifer, holding on without panic, rolling his eyes, too.

"Can't we just do it here to save us leaving the bed?"

***

"You will dress and come with us."

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"Fuck off; I'm sick of this shit."

[i_vanquish_evil]

****

They don't seem pleased.

****

"Look, you're just gonna tell us the same thing you told us before. So, why don't we just make a deal?" Of course, he's not going to offer up the details until he knows they'll at least listen.

****

Stern voice: "What kind of deal?"

****

Huh...

"Why don't you just do whatever to us and let us live on Earth? We don't want to go back anyway. Strip our power, whatever. Just don't separate us."

Because that would suck like it did the last fifty times... and the fifty before that... and that...

****

There's silence while the others ponder this for a moment.



It's taking a really long time.


One of them, the stern-voiced one, turns to them again. "Very well. We have agreed to accept your deal, but you will abide our conditions or face the consequences."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He sits bolt upright.

"What?"

He looks at Lucifer.

"WHAT?"

He blinks.

"What are the conditions?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He gives Azazel a look that says 'Would you rather they toss to opposite sides of the universe?'

****

Stern voice: "The conditions are: You will live on Earth, among the humans. You will have no wings and limited power. You will hold jobs and pay rent and look no different from the rest. Lodgings have been arranged." He waves a hand toward the table by the wall where a folder appears. "If you fail to comply, we reserve the right to return you for trial. Do you agree?"

[roxula.livejournal.com]

He looks to Lucifer again.

No wings.

He touches Luc's face. Beautiful and perfect and fragile and strong and there's only one answer.

"I do. If you do."

[i_vanquish_evil]

He looks at Azazel, then to the gathered assemblage.

"Why no wings?"

****

Stern voice: "Because you are giving up what you are. You no longer need them."

[roxula.livejournal.com]

"Can't we keep them if we keep them cased in the presence of mortals?"

He looks at the Others, frowning.