Lucifer didn't think he'd ever move on from Lilith. In recent years he has given in to instincts and desires, but they never meant anything. He could and would easily forget whomever it was that warmed his bed that night. In either holding hope or maintaining an illusion, he still believed it was merely a separation that would conclude and eventually, his family would return to what the portraits detailed. They were immortal, time was different for them.

Then he met Alastor.

The jealousy he felt at how close he'd gotten to Charlie wasn't something he's felt in literal ages. It was blended with his guilt of how he failed her. He wanted to remain close to her now that she's welcomed him back, he wouldn't fail her again. Alastor was his biggest challenge in winning her favor, so he constantly found himself going toe to toe with him in musical battle and words of wit. As annoyed as he felt, it was also the most alive he's felt in a long time. Before bearing the responsibility of Hell began to completely crush his spirit.

When the shift happened and their arguments held a bit less hostility and became something he looked forward to...actually sought out....he ignored it. He didn't want to look at it deeper than it was. The ring on his finger weighed heavier than it ever has in the past seven years, even on those nights that held his flings.

He began to offer Alastor rides to his meetings or errands with the excuse that as much as he didn't care for the Sinner, he meant a lot to his daughter. Lucifer also wasn't blind to the power Alastor held and it just made sense for a powerful ally to be taken care of so Charlie and her Hotel were taken care of.

But soon enough...they were spending time in the palace. Away from prying eyes or nosy ears.

Alastor and his Shadow, Ombre, became a new constant...one that he wouldn't deny feeling attracted to...and now here they were. In something new. Figuring out...well...them.

There was still very plenty of them to figure out still...and yet, Lucifer hate that he's become rather...clingy. Not overbearlingly so, he likes to think...but having been given his space to be lost in his own whims the past seven years, he's used to doing what he wants whenever and however, with people still recognizing him as King.

So meetings with Overlords that Alastor had to go to? Not his favorite. He could never know which ones would end on time or which ones would have Al off doing whatever it was he needed to do.

He just wasn't like them. Well, maybe he was a bit like his Papa used to be. When it was his turn to get 'the talk' he scoffed and reassured them that he hadn't ever had a crush. Real or fictional. Nothing and no one made him feel any of the sort of feelings he's told are felt when in love.

He's seen some of his classmates and other friends at times be pressured in one way or other. By society, their family, or personal struggles.

He was fortunate in many ways. His parents wanted him happy. They were always there for questions, and if he ever felt embarrassed, he could ask any of his siblings. He never felt embarrassed because for the longest time he saw bodily functions as biologically reactive. And his reactions were very minimal if ever present.

Being one of the 'quieter' Heartfelt-Morningstars, he tended to be more in the shadows. Looking out for some of his more passionate responding siblings, and it was a habit that he took everywhere.

Even parties he was dragged along to.

The year's 'must attend' party was happening and though he showed no interest in it, his friends did. They wanted to have fun, and he went so they could but also be safe getting home. This was still Hell.

That party changed everything for him. He met someone. They didn't get off to a good start. He was yelled at and even punched, but he made sure those that he deemed needed to be kept safe were kept safe. His friends and...Viktorino. He had intended it to just be that, but it hadn't been. Suddenly, all the things his siblings and parents have claimed to feel were sounding...relatable.

Viktorino began to seek him out. That guy could hold a grudge. From what he knew of his parents, he wasn't surprise. But the heat quickly died out and soon...they were just hanging out. Viktorino actually apologized for punching him and explained why he was pissed. With all the patience, understanding, and lack of pressure his parents allowed him, what Viktorino was facing angered Llewey on the other's behalf. He was naturally protective...and that's how it started.

Get togethers weren't just around his closer circle of friends. He looked forward to meeting up with Vik. Skipping lunches and game nights here and there. Not often, and bringing along books and other things along with his meetings with Vik so when asked what he got up to he wasn't technically lying. It still didn't sit right. But he knew this wasn't a union that would be easy for his parents to accept.

But...Vik's home life was becoming unpleasant.

All of that accumulating to a decision. His father was currently on a Sin's long weekend. So that meant it was his Papa he had to approach.

"Ombre?" He called out and when the Shadow answered, he smiled at him in greeting and asked, "Is Papa free for a talk? There's...something I wish to discuss with him."

He felt more than vindicated when Lilith ventured up to Heaven and he knew that the short punk was finally on his own. He was hot and good at fucking, so he guessed Lucifer's bed wouldn't be lonely if the devil didn't want it to be. Living in Heaven and not being privy to Lucifer's every day helped the day dream he had about Lucifer living in regret and agony about leaving him behind and taking his wives. It was great, it was grand.

Their 'negotiations' threw a monkey wrench into it all as they gave into their temptations. Delusion was bred and fed for some time. It was during one of their fucks that Lucifer cried out someone else's name. Not his, not Lilith's, or even Eve's. Some asspunk Sinner!

Adam tried his damn best to ignore it. It was fucking irrelevant.

Until the day of Extermination.

And he saw him. The cocky motherfucker calling him out even!

"I must admit, I'm always curious to learn more about you."

Ombre is ready to take notes.

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"Temperature play is very fun! When I'm bored and with enough arousal motivation, some fun is always had with some ice cubes or candle wax...

"Something new...and mayhaps a contribution as an 'apology' for when Ombre and I decide to play when you're busy being responsible..." he teased with a slight eye roll and wiggle of fingers, "Ozzie's assistant's created a long distance remote controlled vibrating toy. I'd wear it and you'd have control...I know how you are about tech, so I've asked him to nix the one that needs an app. You can literally push my buttons with this...though of course, I'd be far more disciplined when out and about."

He was bickering with Al for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day during his visit. It was expected and the norm. Usual topics...until the Sinner said something that made him freeze.

It began after Lucifer went to visit Ozzie in Lust and having done a tour of some of what was being newly produced. Lucifer brought back a few bags of goodies that looked fun to try out.

The first person he saw when he returned to the palace was Adam, and Lucifer began to show off some of the stuff he brought back. Adam had just woken up from a nap, and not naturally or on his own accord so he was a bit grumpy. Rather than be impressed, he scoffed and told Lucifer it was unnecessary and a good fuck just needed whatever the body provided.

Lucifer argued back that innovations and inventions that added pleasure to the bedroom shouldn't be so easily dismissed and could be a lot more fun.

They were bickering back and forth about who was right until Lucifer 'glared' at Adam and said, "Obviously, there's only one way to find out."

"No fucknig duh!"

Without breaking eye contact, they both extended their wings, Lucifer's angelic and Adam's more dragony ones, and they flew off in search for one of their partners. Lute was in Heaven, Eve was off on a mother and son trip with Cain, and Lilith was taking her turn in royal duties.

"Alastor!" "Dearheart!"

They called out as they reached him, Adam landing first and sliding through and picking up Alastor bridal style before Lucifer swooped in without touching the ground and taking Alastor from Adam and flying them toward the main bedroom. Adam right on their tail, shutting the bedroom door with his dragon tail.

"Lucifer thinks he needs toys to bring you pleasure, I'm going go prove him very wrong," Adam claimed.