#thisisfatherspeaking

@thisisfatherspeaking​ // con’t from here

He didn’t need to be told twice. 

“You do...” he sighed, settling in on the sofa, snug against Andrew’s side. 

Lucifer was meant to be looking out for her, take her to the mall, don’t lose the kid. It was simple. Yet she’d given him the slip when she realised that he was too busy trying to flirt with the lady working in the shop with all the expensive watches. Ugh. She hated when adults did that, but, when presented with an opportunity, the young girl wasn’t going to let it go amiss.

Instead she had used the cash she had so ruthlessly won of the Devil just an hour ago in the car to by herself the largest ice cream she could carry. Worth it. So worth it. With a smirk she sat, digging the spoon into the mint chocolate chip before she frowned.

"I--"

Lucifer paused upon seeing a man in front of him. "Apologies, as much as threesomes can be enjoyable--" He wrapped an arm around the giggling woman beside him. "Male Tuesday's isn't today. I could make an exception though." He grinned.

Lucifer was sat out on the balcony of Lux thinking he’d been trying to figure out some way get rid of his wings because honestly more problem causing than he wanted to deal with. Staring at the night time sky supposed if desperate could go roaming around the supernatural’s he knew,and those he didn’t to find some solution. Even if it was just getting rid of his wings,then working on the devil face later. 

“That’s perfectly alright, dear; even I feel like that sometimes.”