#lee!lute

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Lute was in Adam’s old office, leaning up against one of the ornate walls. Tall windows bathed the room in golden light, illuminating the damage she had just caused to the interior, in-song. Her arms were crossed in frustration as she contemplated her current situation.

In the corner of the room, behind the large, golden desk, stood the figure of Adam.

The real Adam had been killed the month prior, of course. But Lute, having reached her breaking point, had begun to hallucinate his presence, with the ghost-like Adam seeming to follow her everywhere she went.

Lute began drumming her fingers as she remained against the wall, her gaze fixed on the floor.

“Whatcha doin’, babe?” Adam inquired from his spot at the desk. He wore a smug expression as he watched Lute from afar.

“Planning.” She replied flatly.

Lute was focused on constructing her revenge against the princess and her companions. She couldn’t afford to waste anymore time.

Smirk not leaving his face, Adam moved out from behind the desk and made his way over towards Lute.

“They’re going to regret what they’ve done.” Lute muttered under her breath, tightly gripping her golden, synthetic arm. She barely registered the fact that Adam was now standing directly in front of her, towering over her with his height.

“Oh, they will.” Adam began, sticking out his arms and placing his hands against the wall, on either side of Lute. “You’ll make sure of it.”

Slightly startled by the action, Lute glanced up, a faint blush spreading across her face. She stared directly into Adam’s eyes, dropping her head back down just a moment later.

This wasn’t real. He wasn’t real. They took him away from her. They took him away and now she had to take something in return. Something they wouldn’t forget. Something-

Lute’s thoughts were interrupted as Adam placed a hand under her chin, tilting her head back up to face him.

“... What? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He grinned, retracting his hand and moving in closer.

“I…” Lute had lost her train of thought by this point, her face burning hot as Adam now stood mere inches away.

Adam raised an eyebrow in a mildly-questioning look, before smirking at Lute once more.

Lute then watched as Adam slowly directed both of his hands down to her sides, and without breaking eye contact, began to wiggle his fingers into her.

Lute froze. She couldn’t actually feel that… could she? It’s not him, it’s…

Whether it was from her already highly-emotional state or the action itself she wasn't sure, but Lute suddenly found herself cracking a smile, her arms instinctually moving to protect her torso.

“Snrk-! H-how ahare yohou-”

“I dunno.” Adam cut her off, continuing the action. “Maybe you really have gone insane.”

Faint giggles spilling from her lips, Lute squirmed against the wall, crumbling in on herself as she slowly slid down to the ground. Adam followed her with ease.

“Quihit it alreheady!” Lute tucked her head down, now sitting with her back to the wall and her legs drawn close to her body.

“Can I really stop something I’m not actually doing?” Adam queried. “Remember, I’m in your head, girlie. Pretty strange thing for you to be imagining, tee-bee-aitch.”

Adam then moved his hands to Lute’s stomach, earning an additional squeal from the exorcist.

“Stahahap!” She giggled, reaching out her arms to try and push Adam away. As she got close to him, however, her hands phased directly through his body.

“Well, that sure was effective.”

Lute’s wings beat against the wall. “This ihisn’t fahair!”

“Life isn’t fair, Lute. Neither is death.”

Adam then pulled his hands back, pausing for a moment as Lute regained her breath. Not a minute later, however, he shaped his hands into claws, latching onto Lute’s wings and roughly vibrating into the feathers.

Lute felt a shiver travel down her spine at the contact. One that she could definitely tell was real.

Lute subsequently fell to the ground, landing on her side, as a slightly stronger laugh emitted from her.

“Nahaha! Ahahadam!”

“Jeez Lute, you’re falling apart at the equivalent of a gust of wind blowing past you. Kind of weak, bro.”

Lute took a swing at Adam with her leg, but once again, she phased directly through him.

“You do know that trying the same thing over and over and expecting a different result is the literal definition of insanity, right?” He grinned.

“Shuhut ihit!”

After a few more minutes, Adam let up, pulling back his hands as he shifted away from Lute. Lute remained a breathy pile on the ground, with her wings giving an occasional twitch.

“Feeling any better?” Adam asked, his tone slightly more genuine than usual.

“Be quiet.” Lute responded, pulling herself up into a sitting position. She was unable, however, to shake the smile currently present on her face.

“You and I both know that you are~”

As the pair sat there, looking at one another, the sound of a door slamming shut suddenly snapped them out of the moment. Adam and Lute turned in unison to eye the large, golden doors.

“What was that?” Lute growled.

“How should I know?”

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Quickly stepping back from the door, Abel spun himself around, speedwalking as fast as he could in the other direction.

Nope. She was in there, alone, laughing to herself for 10 minutes. Not getting involved. No siree.

The pristine sounds of angels talking, laughing and enjoying their own disarming activities filled the heavens, bringing a warm auto sphere around them. Lute was located in Adam’s old office, broken and tampered with by her rage and grief at his death The hallucinations of Adam faded from her mind after everything seemed to be back to normal, yet the flickering dreams and memories of him never yielded her mind

An ominous but eager knock was at the front door of the office, making lute flinch in surprise and irritation at the sudden disturbance “Lute!, are you in there, I saw your footsteps leading to here,” a bubbly voice called out from outside the door to Lute. Lute let out a groan of pure frustration knowing who was behind those golden doors

That bubbly little seraphim, Emily, always comes to her for entertainment or to talk her ears off about Charlie’s redemption program or Abel “Yes, Em, I'm always in here, you should know this by now,” the door creaked open to reveal Lute hunched over the desk, her gaze on Emily intense yet softening slightly hinting at a feeling deeper than hatred Emily's bursting blue eyes gleamed at Lute, bouncing on her heels as she advanced forward inside and her face slowly showing concern “Ah! Well then I heard a thud from the room, is everything okay?,” The young seraphim's voice shifted from glee to something more concerned drawn on her face

Lute glanced at the broken shards of glass and wreckage before looking up at Emily's concerned visage and sighing softly “Yes, Em, just me and my thoughts as usual,” her tone was slightly softer, lacking the usual scowl or snarl. Emily advanced closer to Lute and was slightly close to her face, Lute was slightly turning a bit yellowish(blush color) “What are you doing, Em,” Lute stammered, not liking the smile that was on Emily’s face “Oh I was just thinking…you really don't smile as much..so I just thought I wanted to see you smile again!” She grinned wider and fingers twitching in anticipation, Lute's expression slowly turning to one of nervousness “And just how do you think you'll be able to accomplish that, Em” lute just loved digger her own grave, didn't she?

All of a sudden 10 wiggly fingers travel up lutes sides and ribs, tickling and scritching at her worst spots, Emily's expression slowly turned softly smug watching the ex lieutenant laugh and squirm, it was useless trying to push Emily's hands away from Lute's stomach since the seraphim was quite strong for her size “EHEHEHEHMILY! STA-STAHAHAP W-WHAT AREHEHE YOUHUHU DOHOHOING HAHAH” Lute laughter was instant, trying to push her hands away while more blush creeped up her face

“Why I'm tickling you of course! Effective isn't it?” The seraphim teased a bit “NOHOHO (soft squeak and covers her face)” Emily smiled softly at Lute's shyness, such a battle hardened ex exterminator brought down by..fingertips? Comical wasn't it?, beings really have two sides.. “No, what? No more tickles?” She leaned closer to get more peeks at Lute’s joyful face “Nohohoho morehehe!!” Lute managed to say through laughter, however her tough acts didn't fool Emily.

Lute often pushed others away when tickled or fight back, but with Emily she never did, she often liked when Emily tickled her after all, even if it was silly of her, Emily's hands felt soft, warm maybe even comforting on her, she didn't want it stop genuinely, “Lute, precious! I happened to notice you aren't kicking and punching me like you do with Abel and Saint Peter when tickling you, you aren't injured are you?” Emily tilted her head, noticing the lack of fight in lute

“ohohof co-coursehehehe not! I juhuhust don't wahahanna hurt a serahahahaphim a-ahahand serahahah getting mahahad what mehehe” she protested, turning her head away from the younger seraphim. “Oh? Really now, so you actually care about hurting me?” She giggled at lutes obviously lying, making her heart do a little flip inside knowing lute doesn't want her to stop yet. “Okahahahay yehehes!! Hahahahappy!?!?” Lute bit down on her own tongue to muffle her squawking giggles.

Emily’s heart skipped a beat..did Lute just say what she thought she said? This wasn't a dream right?.. “Hehehello!?!? Earth to Em!!” Lute managed to sit up and snap in front of Emily's face to check on if she's good, Emily squeaked when Lute got close to her face and nodded quickly, her cheeks light peach,..what was she doing again? Oh right!! Making lute laugh more.

Emily's fingers than moves to Lute’s weak spot which was behind her ears and wings, scribbling all types of patterns on her wings, soft ones, rough ones, fast, slow, and even drawing, all the motions made Lute yelp and cackle almost with pure laughter, it tickled so badly she could barely think straight to get away, she fully gives up on escaping Emily's tickles anyway.

Lute almost gave up when her hand just barely grazes Emily's stomach, drawing a surprised squeal out of the little Seraphim, awakening a bit of mischief from the ex-lieutenant, immediately lute dug her blunt nails into Emily stomach exciting more giggles and laughter out of Em

"Oh what's this?" Lute teased "No-nohohotihihing" Emily denied, Emily definitely knew she was in trouble and in a blink of an eye Emily was pinned beneath lute and squirming while lute nibbling lightly at the bright ones neck and her hands scribble against her stomach and hips a bit

The reaction out of Emily was instant, bubbly laughter and snorts, the reaction did cause Lute to blush a bit, breaking her usual composure, but staring at the seraphim so helplessly and adorable was endearing to her, tho she'd never admit that

"WAHA-WAHAHAHAIT LUUHUHUTEHEHE snnrk STAHAHAP EHEHEP snnrk" Emily's laughter bubbles up more as lute realizes shes nibbling her neck and immediately stops with a hint of flush on her ears and cheeks "Shit I'm sorry, I didn't know-" Lute stammered to explain herself but words couldn't explain it better but Emily knew she was guilty and just chuckles softly smiling warmly at her "It's alright..woo I never laughed that hard in a while now!" Emily breathe slowly settles back to normal state

"Emily? Where are you?" a voice echoed through the hallways and it was sera calling for her little sister, she probably guessed she was in Lute's room again after all "Dang it..I gotta get goin! I'll see ya later, Lute! Make sure to smile more, it looks good on you!!"

Lute chuckles and shakes her head softly, she didn't even realize until a bit late she chuckled genuinely and smiles softly at the seraphim "Later Em, try not to snort next time I tickle ya, mk?" Emily left with a embarrassed giggle at Lute's snarky remark, seems like she still is the same but improved

"Make sure to smile more, it looks good on you!!" Emily's words echoed through her head, maybe she should smile more..