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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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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."

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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.

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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?"

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

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"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."

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

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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?"

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"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."

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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?'

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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?"

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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?"

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

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

He looks at the Others, frowning.

[i_vanquish_evil]

****

Obviously, they do not wish to agree to this, but they ponder and discuss for a moment...



It's another one of those long moments...



It allows tension to build...

****

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Azazel, wisely perhaps, keeps his mouth firmly shut, looking at Lucifer.

[i_vanquish_evil]

Lucifer, also remains silent... while his mun ruthlessly murders the letter 'ii' - yes, the keyboard actually put two 'i's there

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Stern voice: "Very well. It has been decided. The wings may stay, but if any mortal lays eyes on them, they will be removed." Another pause. "Are we agreed?"

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He, perhaps also wisely, does not bounce for joy.

"I agree; yes. Lucifer?"

BEAM.

[i_vanquish_evil]

"Very well. We just want to be together. That's all. So, I agree as long as you agree to leave us alone unless we break the rules."

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Stern voice: "As you ask." He nods. "We will not interfere with your lives as long as you abide the conditions."

And the assembled audience is gone.

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The sudden silence in the room is a little breathtaking.

But he turns, and looks at Lucifer.

And blinks.

"Well, that went well."

[i_vanquish_evil]

He snorts.

"Except we have to move."

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He frowns.

"Shit."

[i_vanquish_evil]

He slides from the bed and pads over to the table and flips open the folder.

"To New York."

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He sits up in bed, watching Lucifer's ass as he walks.

"Doesn't sound too bad. Where?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He scans the pages.

"Apartment complex called 'Olympian Meadows.'"

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A nod, and he lays back in the bed.

"Come back to bed. We can worry about this tomorrow."