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Setting the phone down, she got the final phone call done that she needed. If things are how she thinks then she could have this solved by tomorrow. Which she's glad for cause she actually was looking forward to girls night with Maze and Linda.
As she was packing her things for the evening, she heard an alert on her phone. It was a text. Taking her phone, she sees a photo sent by Lucifer. It was a photo of Trixie as she kicked the soccer ball into a net and another of a selfie of Lucifer with Trixie waving in the background.
A wide smile spreads across her face as she scrolls through a few more photos. Gathering her things, she couldn't get home fast enough.
Did she ever smile like that with me? Daniel asks himself as he watches Chloe head for the elevator.
He watched her for a few minutes as she was gathering her things. She stopped to look at her phone and smiled bigger than he ever saw her smile before as she looked at her screen.
It was probably HIM, he tells himself and gets a bitter feeling in his stomach.
Lately she's been smiling a lot more, he'd noticed. He bitterly thought and knew that it had to do with Lucifer. He just wished he could get past it. He knew that he and Chloe weren't getting back together, ever.
But why him? He thought.
The elevator door to the family floor opens and she steps inside.
“Babe? Monkey? You here?” Chloe calls out.
“Hi, mommy!” Trixie calls back as she comes out of the kitchen wearing an apron and gloves on her hands.
“Hey, monkey. How was practice today?” Chloe asks as she bends down to give Trixie a hug.
“It was awesome! I think we might actually win a game,” she tells her mother.
“There is no might about it. You will,” Lucifer assures her as he steps out of the kitchen wearing an apron as well. “Evening, love. How was the rest of your afternoon?” He asks as he comes to give her a kiss.
Trixie went back to the kitchen and this gave Chloe incentive to wrap her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. It was when she bit his lip and one hand wandered down to his ass that he gasped a little in surprise.
“Darling, are you quite well?” He asks, completely taken aback by how brazen she was being. Usually it was him instigating more amorous activities.
“Yes, of course,” she says as she works kisses along his jaw and down to his pulse point.
“Det-” he's about to say but is stumped when she adds a nibble to his neck and sucks on his neck. He lets out a low moan. “Darling, the urchin is nearby,” he whimpers out.
“She's in the kitchen,” she points out as the hand that grasped his ass now was wandering down to his zipper.
The feel of her hand grasping his cock, even over his trousers, was making him forget why they needed to stop and that dinner needed to be finished. Her lips found their way to his again and he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her flush against him. Their lips fused together and the two seemed to be lost in their own world until the sounds of small feet could be heard against the floor.
“Lucifer, I need help with the milk and butter. It's on the stove,” Trixie says as she walks in.
The two separate and are somewhat dazed from their snogging interlude.
“Yes, I'll be there in a moment, JD,” Lucifer says as he tries to get his bearings. He could still feel Chloe's tongue against his own and it was doing things to him. Not to mention the heavy arousing bedroom eyes she was giving him. “Excuse me, love. Dinner needs to be finished,” he somewhat squeaks out as he slightly stumbles back to the kitchen.
Chloe smothers a laugh and a wide smile as she follows him to the kitchen. Inside she sees Trixie's and Lucifer at the stove. He's helping Trixie pour some melted butter and milk into a bowl that has potatoes in it. She gets herself a glass of wine and glances around the kitchen. It really is a very nice kitchen. Incredible actually. It looked like it belonged in a gourmet restaurant. But considering who designed it, she wasn't surprised. It had every appliance and amenity you could want or need in a kitchen.
She sips her wine and comes to watch them work.
“Mashed potatoes?” She asks, raising a surprised brow.
“Yes, key to a proper mash is doing it with a ricer or food mill. Gives proper texture,” he says as he checks on something in the oven.
Again, she smiles and just shakes her head. Soon they sit down to eat. As always Chloe makes sure that Trixie puts a good amount of vegetables on her plate. Which smelled amazing.
“How is it?” Lucifer asks smugly as he watched Chloe take a bite of meatloaf with demi glace sauce and moans.
“This is the best meatloaf I've ever had,” Chloe says in between bites.
He can't help but puff his chest a little at her comments.
“Mommy can we have game night after dinner?” Trixie asks as she eats.
“Maybe only one board game. You're bedtime's in a couple hours and you still have to take a bath and brush your teeth,” Chloe tells her as she sips her wine.
Chloe offers to clean and wash up since Trixie and Lucifer cooked. Lucifer excuses himself to finish dessert while Trixie goes to choose a board game.
A few minutes later they're all sitting around the table having cupcakes and playing Scrabble.
“I challenge that is not a word,” Lucifer says as he sips his whiskey.
“It so is,” Chloe insists.
“How is ‘erf’ even a word?” He asks, perplexed.
“‘Erf' is a plot of land according to Google,” Trixie reads out loud from her phone.
“Ha! See and that's six points but it's on a triple word score so that's eighteen points. That makes me ahead,” Chloe boasts.
“We'll see about that,” Lucifer says as he looks at his letter tiles.
He really had gotten the worst letter this round. The most he could make is cast, which would get him a mere six points. Trixie and Chloe were almost neck to neck. Trixie with a hundred and twenty one, but Chloe not much behind with one hundred and nineteen. And him a mere seventy two points.
By the time it was Trixie's bedtime, Chloe had triumphed with two hundred and three points, Trixie with one hundred and ninety six points. And Lucifer at one hundred and twenty four. Both decided to do story time with Trixie tonight, but both girls insisted that Lucifer read.
He was nearing the end of the chapter when he saw both Chloe and Trixie had fallen asleep. He couldn't help but chuckle softly at this. He put the book away on the shelf, tucked Trixie in, bid her goodnight, and picked up Chloe in his arms and carried her to the elevator then to their bed.
“Did you carry me to bed last night?” She croaks out, her voice heavy with sleep as she turns to face him.
“I did, yes. You fell asleep during story time in JD's bed,” he chuckles as he pulls her close to his chest and places a kiss on her nose.
“I'm sorry,” she mumbles out while she hides her face and blushes.
“Nonsense, darling. It's an honor to carry my spouse to her royal quarters,” he jokes as he tickles her sides and kisses her neck.
“Lucifer! Stop,” she shouts as she starts giggling uncontrollably and squirms away.
“Nope, absolutely not,” he murmurs against her neck and continues his antics.
She changes the game when she wraps her legs around his waist, turns their bodies, and she ends up on top. The look on his face is priceless.
“Oh little morning quickie, my darling?” He purrs as his hands make their to her hips and buries his fingers in her ass.
“I wish, babe. But we have to get ready for work. We have those witnesses to interview today. Hopefully they have some useful information for us,” she says as she gets off the bed and heads to the bathroom.
“I still say that interviewing everyone on that list is a waste of time,” he says as he follows her inside.
“You're still on that?” She asks as she turns the sink on.
“Darling, come now how can it not be obvious?” He asks as he steps into the shower.
“Not all home care nurses are sleeping with their patients, babe,” she points out as she rolls her eyes. “And Mr Hopper's nurses are both male.”
“And that matters? Believe me, darling. Both men and women often harbor desires of experimenting with the same sex, just never have the courage to pursue it. Oftentimes it has to do with appearances and fear. Poor Mr Hopper was an older gentleman, perhaps he got tired of denying himself a long unfulfilled desire,” he guesses.
“He's also a retired vet,” she points out.
“Even more reason for the unfulfilled desires. How many occurrences of unfulfilled desires happened in the service? Too many to count. Again mostly because of appearances and fear. Which is grossly unjust. Perhaps he left behind an old flame from the past,” he suggests.
“Brilliant deduction, Watson. But we need to be thorough. And based on what we found out yesterday from his financials, money could very well be a motive, also,” she points out.
“Hmm, you have a point there, detective. I've seen humans that have killed for so much less,” he reasons.
“Exactly. So let's try to solve this today cause if not I have to go in tomorrow,” she says as she exfoliates her face.
“Your day off is tomorrow, darling and we have JD's game tomorrow at noon,” he reminds her.
“Yeah, I'm aware, but we can't just take the day off when our case is unsolved,” she points out.
“Darling, taking the afternoon to see our daughter play a match won't make the chap any less dead,” he says as he comes out of the shower.
She rolls his eyes, his tact sometimes slipped and she was reminded of when their partnership was still new.
“Yes, baby, that's true, but it's still work. And it's important. Especially now with my possible promotion in a few months,” she explains.
“There's no “possible” about it. It's a given. No one is more qualified than you, my love,” he says as he wraps her in his arms from behind.
He places kisses on her neck that immediately make her knees weak and small whimper escape her.
“Baby, work,” she reminds him, breathlessly as she closes her eyes.
“Work doesn't seem to be too important at the moment, my love,” he groans into her ear as he slips a finger between her folds. She was already soaking wet. “Want me to stop?” He asks as he rubs his rock hard cock against her bare ass. He had dispensed with his towel.
His fingers were working her up in a frenzy that had her absolutely dizzy with want. Her hands were holding tight to the sink counter.
“Please,” she whines as his finger rubs circles on her clit.
“Please, what, my love?” He breathes softly against her ear as he pumps his fingers inside of her.
“I need you inside me, please,” she whimpers.
“Anything for you, my love,” he says as he slips inside her and sighs. “Hold tight, darling. This is going to be hard and rushed, so forgive me.”
“Fill me up already,” she begs as she holds tight to the sink counter, then grinds more insistently against his front.
He growls at her words and her actions. His detective has become so very insatiable and he's loving it.
“Hurry we're gonna be late,” Trixie tells them both as they rush through their morning routine.
Breakfast had been done in a rush and to Lucifer's horror, they didn't have time for much aside from scrambled eggs, fruit, and toast. However he kept quiet when Chloe gave him that look. The “it's your doing” look and he knew better than to object.
Everyone rushes to the garage. Chloe bids Trixie a good day and tells Lucifer that she'll see him shortly.
Lucifer drops Trixie off, goes to get coffee, and decides to get fresh pastries for everyone. He especially chooses a separate box with all Chloe's favorites.
“Hello, detective. Here we are,” he tells her as he hands her a coffee cup and pastry box.
“Thank you, Lucifer,” she tells him, with an impish smile.
“Anything for you, detective,” he says as their fingers brush against one another.
A trembling shudder courses through his body at the simple touch. The him of two years ago would think him so pathetic right now, but the him now could care less. This woman had him completely and utterly entranced. She could ask him to kneel before her and worship her and he would. But she would never do such a thing, she's much too good for that.
“If you'll excuse me, detective. I'll just take these to the break room for everyone to enjoy,” he says after clearing his throat and making his way out of their office with a large bakery box in tow.
She smirks knowing she affected him so much, then opened the bakery box and took a scone out. She'd save the lemon bar for after lunch.
“Come on. Our witnesses are here,” she tells him when he returns.
“Let the interrogation begin,” he mumbles.
“We're getting nowhere,” Chloe says, completely frustrated.
“I hate to say I told you so,” he tells her, with a solemn expression.
They'd been interviewing people for over nearly three hours. They even ordered in lunch and haven't stopped. Unfortunately everyone they had come in had an alibi, or after Lucifer using his mojo, turned out to be innocent. They decided to go back to square one, which brought them to check the security footage from Mr Hopper's building again. It had two doormen and they decided to bring them in as a hail mary because right now they had nothing else.
The day doorman turned out to know nothing, but the night doorman did. He told them how for the last six months a man that looked like he was in his forties or so would come early to mid evening and visit Mr Hopper. The man had said he was the son of an old navy buddy of Hopper's. He started coming around five months ago and would come between two to three times a week. According to their sign in logs his name was Riley Kostov.
Nearly immediately when Mr Kostov came in to be questioned Lucifer knew they had their guy.
“How can you be sure?” Chloe asked.
“Trust me, detective, after eons of being around the guilty in hell you get a sixth sense about those that carry it like a mark. And if marks of the guilty existed, that man would have one more obvious than a bloody billboard,” Lucifer tells her.
She eyes Riley Kostov with an inquisitive eye, she trusts Lucifer's judgement. However they needed a confession or at least a way to pin him to the crime otherwise Kostov would walk.
“Mr Kostov, would you please step in here,” Chloe asks the man as they step into the interrogation room. “This is my partner,” she gestures towards Lucifer.
“What's this about exactly?” Kostov asks. He was definitely nervous, but was trying to cover it with bemusement.
“We're investigating the murder of Captain Johnathan Hopper,” Chloe answers.
“Murdered? I thought he just died?” Kostov asks.
“No, he was murdered. Although I'm sure whoever is responsible for the former Captain's demise wanted us to think otherwise,” Lucifer says, offhandedly.
“And what's that supposed to mean?” Kostov asks, defensively.
“My partner is merely stating that when Captain Hopper was found, his body displayed post mortem symptoms of a heart attack. However on closer inspection, it was able to be determined that he was poisoned,” Chloe explains, watching Kostov's ticks with apt attention.
Lucifer was right, this was their guy because as they questioned him further, he began to stumble over his answers or was backtracking a lot. She and Lucifer stepped out a minute and watched Kostov through the glass.
“He did this, detective,” Lucifer says with absolute assurance.
“I know, but why?” Chloe wonders.
“Detective Decker, here's what we were able to get on Riley Kostov,” Cacuzza says as she hands Chloe a file.
“Thank you, Cacuzza. Well no criminal background. Not even a parking ticket,”Chloe observes as she reads Kostov's file.
“Look here, detective. His parents were married for nearly forty seven years when his father filed for divorce. Not even a month later his mother dies and Mr Kostov begins grief counseling after suffering a nervous breakdown at work,” Lucifer reads.
“Says here he blamed his father for his mother's death,” Chloe reads on.
“What responsibility could his father bear for it?” He asks.
“Let's find out. For some odd reason this all feels connected,” she says as they head back to the interrogation room.
Again, Kostov immediately straightened when they stepped back inside and covered up the nervous look on his face.
“Can I go now?” Kostov asks, having the nerve to sound irritated.
“Not quite. Mr Kostov, can you tell us about the nervous breakdown you had at work a few months ago,” Chloe asks as she retakes her seat.
“What does that have to do with anything?” Kostov asks, now completely confused.
“Humor us. What caused you to go all bonkers?” Lucifer asks as he maintains eye contact with Kostov.
“I- I - ,” he seemed to stumble.
“Yes, do go on,” Lucifer coaxes.
“I wanted them to pay,” Kostov finally admits.
“Oooh, who? Who do you want to make pay? Come now,” Lucifer continues.
“My father! It's his fault my mother died!” Kostov explodes. The man really was a powder keg that was about to explode and it had just happened.
“And what did daddy do to cause mummy to die?” Lucifer questions.
Apparently his father had attended his military reunion of his unit and ran into Jonathan Hopper. Old feelings of when they were in the service resurfaced and the two men began spending more and more time in each other's company. It was eight months ago that his father announced to his mother that he was leaving her because he was in love with Hopper. Not long after his wife died.
“The old man deserved it and so did Hopper. Now they're together in hell,” Kostov sneers.
Of course both Chloe and Lucifer catch what Kostov said and exchange looks.
“Where's your father, Riley?” Chloe asks urgently.
Kostov quiets and looks down. He refused to continue speaking.
Both Lucifer and Chloe rush from the room immediately to find Tim Kostov's residence to check on him.
Ten minutes later they're sending a patrol car to the residence to check status. Soon after sending the units there, they call back.
“Decker, here,” Chloe answers.
“Hey, detective. This is officer Roman,” the officer answers.
“Yeah, Roman. What do you have?” Chloe asks.
“I'm sorry to report, detective, but Tim Kostov's dead. If I had to guess a few days at least, maybe more,” Roman tells her.
“Alright, I'll send additional units and we'll book Riley Kostov here. Thank you Roman,” she says as she hangs up.
“Any word?” Lucifer asks as she walks back into their office.
“Tim Kostov's dead. A few days at least according to Roman. I think Kostov killed his father first and then went for Hopper. But we'd have to wait for the M.E's report to be sure. I told Roman to head to Kostov's residence. We need to connect him to both murders,” she tells him.
Lucifer nods. He closes the door to their office and even goes to close the curtain that covers the glass wall of their office. He then pulls her into his arms. He knew she didn't like others seeing her emotional. Especially at work, that's what those quiet hours at home were for in the evening.
It was especially bittersweet closing this case. Riley Kostov was charged with the murders of Tim Kostov and Jonathan Hopper later that afternoon when Roman and his partner found meds and vials in his home. Lucifer even assists Chloe with paperwork. Well maybe not all of it, but some.
She was even debating whether she should go out with Linda and Maze later.
“No, absolutely not, darling. You're not canceling on the girls. You deserve to have an evening to yourself,” he tells her as he takes her hand and places a kiss on her knuckles.
She smiles at the gesture. She honestly didn't wanna cancel. They hadn't had the time to catch up since coming from vacation and she had been looking forward to it. Not to mention she had managed to get dinner reservations at one of the most sought after restaurants in southern California, so it would be rude to pass on it.
They finished out their day and headed out. Chloe went to pick up Trixie from her friend's house and headed back to Lux.
“Okay I'm going now. Julie should be here soon,” Chloe says as she makes her way out of the bedroom and over to Lucifer. He was playing his piano.
“Oh, detective. You look good enough to eat,” he purrs when he sees her outfit.
She was wearing a black crochet halter top with some black lace shorts. Finishing the outfit with some gold hoop earrings, matching necklace, a thin black belt that cinched at her waist a little,and black heeled peep toed booties with a matching clutch.
“Down, devil boy. You already did that this morning,” she smirks as she walks over and wraps her arms around his neck and places a kiss on his pulse point.
His body trembles in anticipation at her action. But of course a moment later, she's smiling as she heads for the elevator to say goodnight to Trixie. She and Maze were leaving together and picking up Linda.
Lucifer offered to wait for the nanny to arrive and then head down to Lux, he was playing a few sets tonight and he also had a client he needed to meet, as well.
However, it had been nearly an hour since Chloe had left when Trixie's nanny called.
“Mr Morningstar? It's me, Julie,” the girl says.
“Ah yes. Is everything alright?” He asks. Julie was supposed to have arrived by now.
“Actually, no. I just got a call from my family. We had a bit of a family emergency and I'm on my way to Bakersfield. I'm so sorry I didn't call sooner, but I just got the call,” Julie rushes to explain.
“No no, it's alright. Emergencies happen. Hope everything's alright and have a safe trip,” he tells Julie as he hangs up.
What was he to do now? He had two clients that would be waiting for him in less than thirty minutes. As well as a business investor for a club and someone had to stay and care for JD. He most certainly wasn't going to disturb Chloe, she deserved to have an evening out with the girls. And if she knew that Julie wasn't arriving she would immediately come home.
But where would he find another babysitter at this hour? He was positive that finding one at this hour on a Friday night would be close to impossible.
What if? He thought. No, he couldn't, he thought. However it didn't seem too farfetched at the moment.
Making his way down to Lux, he scanned the area. People were arriving and beginning to dance. There were a few waitresses already taking drink orders when he spotted who he was looking for.
“Trina, dear, could I speak to you a moment, please?” He asks as he pulls aside.
“Sure, Mr Morningstar, what can I do for you?” She asks.
“How would you like to take on a side job for the evening?” He asks.
“Side job?” She asks, curiously.
“When you first started here you mentioned that you were studying to be a school teacher, yes?” He asks.
“Umm, uh- yeah, I am. At UCLA. I graduate this year. Hoping to get my masters after,” she tells him, not knowing where he's going with this.
The entire staff was aware what a promiscuous individual their boss was, but it seemed to be an unknown rule that he didn't fuck his staff. There had to be some boundaries, of course. She hoped he hadn't changed that policy, especially since he's practically married to detective Decker.
“So you know how to care for human offspring?” He questions further.
“I do,” she confirms.
“Excellent! Might I ask if you consider taking on the task of caring for JD this evening? Her nanny had a family emergency and couldn't come and it would be nearly impossible to find another to care for her at this hour,” he explains.
“You mean Trixie?” Trina asks. Of course the entire staff knew who Trixie was, but not many have been acquainted with her new nickname.
“Yes.”
“Um sure, yeah. Let me just change my clothes,” she tells him as she excuses herself to change in the employee area. Most girls brought a change of clothes with them aside from their uniform.
A few moments later Trina comes out wearing jeans, track shoes, a t-shirt, and a zip up hoodie. She follows Lucifer inside the elevator and then both get out on the family floor.
“JD!” He calls out.
“Is Miss Julie here yet? Who're you?” Trixie asks as she runs out of her room.
“Unfortunately Miss Julie had an emergency and won't be able to make it. This is Miss Trina and she will be watching over you until mum comes home, alright,” Lucifer explains.
“Do you play board games?”
“I do. My favorite is CandyLand, but I'm good at others, too,” Trina answers.
“Do you play video games?”
“Favorite is Dance Dance Revolution. Nobody can beat me,” Trina smiles.
“We'll see.”
“JD! Let's not be rude,” Lucifer scolds. But Trina just laughs.
“Do you like chocolate?”
“Who doesn't love chocolate? My favorite is Muddy Buddies Puppy Chow. Maybe we can make some and watch a movie?” Trina answers.
“I like her,” Trixie tells Lucifer.
“Spelendid! Now I've already ordered dinner for two. It should be here shortly. It's been paid for. But here's some money for a tip. Her bedtime is ten-ish on Friday evenings. She has to brush her teeth and wash her face before she has story time. And she will try to bargain for you to read more than two chapters, but no more than that. And if you two have sugar, not too much. Otherwise she'll be bouncing off the walls and her mother won't appreciate that at all. Also she must eat all her vegetables before she can have dessert,” Lucifer recites to Trina.
Trina nods as Lucifer gives her the rundown and is incredibly impressed. He gave instructions like a seasoned dad would. It was impressive and sweet at the same time.
“Don't worry, Mr Morningstar. It'll be fine,” Trina assures him.
He nods. “If you need anything. And I mean anything I'll just be downstairs.”
Trina nods.
Lucifer gives a quick glance as Trina goes to the sofa and helps Trixie set up a video game. He watches for a moment, worry is sitting on his chest at the prospect of leaving. But he assures himself over and over that JD is in capable hands and he will be just downstairs. Finally he goes to the elevator and goes down to the club area.
“I can't believe you got us into SOJA House,” Linda gushes as she sips her Manhattan and looks around the tasteful, but rustic decor with soft lighting of one of the most exclusive restaurants of southern California.
“I didn't,” Chole says as she sips her wine. “I just mentioned Lucifer's name and they offered me any time and table I wanted,” she explains.
“Ha! See, pays to have connections with the King of Hell,” Maze laughs as she sips her double vodka.
“Maze!” Chloe hisses as she gives Maze her "mom look.”
“Scary look from the Queen of Hell,” Maze laughs.
This makes Linda snort a laugh and spit her drink a little. Soon they order dinner and then dessert. Linda ordered the apple tart with ice cream, Maze the sixteen layer toffee chocolate crunch cake, and Chloe the chocolate souffle. They ordered frothy espresso to go with it.
“It's a shame we didn't invite Ella. This could've been a Tribe Night thing,” Chloe says as she spoons the fluffy confection into her mouth.
“Yes, it would've been nice,” Linda agrees.
“I thought you didn't want your relationship with Lucifer known at work yet?” Maze asks.
“Yes, we're still keeping it quiet for now,” Chloe answers.
“Well then that's why Ellen wasn't invited. She's a funny drunk, but come on after four drinks she doesn't know how to stay quiet. Not to mention we have to filter our conversations when she's here,” Maze explains.
Linda and Chloe give her a questioning look. Maze rolls her eyes.
“We don't have to worry about her questions if we say something about the royal couple of hell or me being a demon because everyone here knows what's up. Ellen still thinks Lucifer's a method actor or something, right?” Maze asks as she orders another double vodka.
“Yeah, she does,” Chloe confirms.
“When you say it like that, it does make a certain amount of sense,” Linda agrees as she polishes off her coffee.
They finished their desserts, paid, and left the restaurant to finish their night at Lux. Chloe had taken the Cadillac Escalade that Lucifer insisted she take for the evening.
“Just want you and the girls to be safe, darling. And this will assure that,” he said as he handed her the keys to her new vehicle.
She parks in her assigned parking space and they head into Lux. The usual music wasn't blasting and an upbeat tune from Lucifer's piano could be heard. Not a moment after his melodious voice accompanied the music.
Maze finds them some empty stools to sit at the bar while they all watch. Patrick hands her a club soda with a lime wedge, she thanks him and goes back to watching.
He plays a few more songs after and closes his set. He thanks the audience as everyone bursts into applause. Looking around the club he smiles at his adoring fans. His smile goes wider when he notices her near the bar. He immediately goes to her side and places a soft kiss on her lips.
“What did you think?” He asks.
“About the song?” He nods. “It was beautiful. They all were as always. I love watching you play,” she says as she runs her fingers along his neck. He had a button or two undone and she was playing with another.
“Okay these two are gonna start fucking any second. Let's go dance,” Maze says as she pulls Linda onto the dance floor.
Maze's comment suddenly makes Chloe remember herself and makes her blush, hard. Lucifer laughs a little at her reaction, but finds it incredibly adorable and kisses her nose.
“Want to join the girls?” He asks as he gestures towards Maze and Linda.
“Only if you join me?” She says.
“I'd be my pleasure, my love,” he says in a sultry whisper near her ear that makes her shiver.
He smirks again as they both move to the beat of the music and join Maze and Linda. Both give sly smirks when they see Chloe and Lucifer on the dance floor, more like humping on the dance floor.
“Can you believe they tried to convince the world they didn't like each other?” Maze says derisively.
“No one knows how to lie to themselves better than those two,” Linda agrees as she continues to dance.
After a good half hour of dancing, more like shagging with clothes on, Lucifer offers to get everyone drinks. Maze goes to help him leaving Linda and Chloe to dance alone.
However when he came back to the dance floor there was a lecherous individual trying to get close to her. From afar he could see Chloe giving her polite smile and trying to make the man leave, but he was being insistent.
This is when he decides to intervene, he sets the drinks down at the bar and heads straight for Chloe.
“So sorry to keep you waiting, darling,” he croons in her ear.
“It's okay,” she says smiling at him.
“Hey, we're busy here. Can't you see?” The walking scum has the nerve to say.
“Forgive me, but this is a dance club not a comedy bar. So kindly take those jokes there, thank you,” Lucifer says as rolls his eyes.
“We gonna have a problem?” The scum in question asks, clearly not taking the hint.
“Absolutely not, as long as you take your sweaty hand off my partner there should be no problem,” Lucifer tells him, now losing his patience. “Come, darling.”
Chloe pulls her arm from the man's grip and goes to Lucifer's waiting arm.
“You alright, love?” He asks, concerned.
“Yeah, I'm okay,” she says snuggling into his embrace. He pulls them to far edge of the club, in a quiet corner.
“He didn't hurt you, did he?” He asks as he strokes her arms.
She shakes her head. “No, he was all bravado.”
“Forgive me for leaving you at his mercy,” he tells her, now feeling awful for not being there.
“Hey, don't do that. It's not your fault, baby. And I was okay. I know I'm safe here because my sexy and amazing husband would never let anything happen to me. Just like I would never let anything happen to you,” she says as she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him down for a kiss.
The kiss of course doesn't remain chaste for long, soon she's sucking and nibbling on his bottom lip and digging her nails into his skull as she tugs his hair. The sharp bits of pain radiated through his body and instantly had him hard in seconds.
“Is this for me?” She breathes against his lips as she grips him through his trousers.
“Always, my love. Just for you. Only you,” he moans as he runs his hands up and down her exposed midriff.
They separate for just a moment and she gives him that “I have to have you now look”. He pulls her up and pushes her against the wall. She's perfectly aligned with his achingly hard cock against her needy pussy.
“Upstairs. Need you. Now,” he moans against her lips.
“Too far. Need you inside me this second,” she whimpers as his fingers begin working her from through the fabric of her shorts.
“Here?” He asks, clearly shocked.
His detective has never shown signs of straight out public sex. Yes, of course they've fucked each other to exhaustion on their balcony in the penthouse and in Italy as well. But here? In Lux? With the club packed with people? Absolutely not. But he was not about to turn her down. He lifts her into his arms and takes her down the corridor that leads to his office and store rooms.
“Please, baby. I'm aching for you,” she whispers in his ear as they approach the hallway.
The goal was to make it to his office, but it didn't seem that they would make it because he was equally needy as her. He pushes her against the wall mid hallway and pulls down her shorts. He places his fingers to see how wet she is and he's not disappointed. She's dripping wet.
Taking his wet finger, he sucks them and moans. Fuck she was delicious. Without any preamble he pulls himself out of his trousers and thrusts inside her.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Chloe moans as she pulls his hair.
“You like that, love?” He growls as he gives her short, hard thrusts that push her against the wall.
“Oh fuck yes. Fuck me. Fuck me till I can't walk, please,” she begs as she wraps her legs around him, pulling his even further into her while she squeezes her walls around him.
“Like that, my love. Just like that,” he moans as he starts going harder and faster.
He feels that heat again, the same all consuming heat that makes him feel like he's burning alive, but in a good way. Such a good way. Her walls squeeze him even harder as he doubles down. He can't stop fucking her and she doesn't want him to.
“I'm coming. Baby, fuck, I'm coming!” She screams out.
“Do it, darling. Come all over me. Squeeze my cock with this tight cunt of yours,” he moans in her ear as he rubs her clit.
Her screams bounce off the walls of the hallway and she squeezed him so hard he swears he stopped breathing for a moment.
“Mmmm don't move, you're comfortable,” she moans a little when he shifts after a few minutes.
He laughs softly. “You may be comfortable, love, but I'm still standing,” he points out. “Want to head upstairs for another round?”
“Yes, please,” she mumbles as she goes to kiss him again.
Taking a few moments to right themselves. Lucifer stashes her underwear in his pocket. He just smirks when she sends him a glare. They see Maze and Linda on their way to the elevator.
“You two fucked didn't you?” Maze asks, bluntly.
“A gentleman never tells, Mazey.”
“Good thing there aren't any here,” she volleys back.
“Anyway, we're gonna head up. So goodnight. Tonight was fun,” Chloe tells them as she gives them both a hug.
“Good night, we should go out again soon,” Linda says as she hugs her.
“Don't do anything I wouldn't do,” Maze smirks when Chloe hugs her good night.
Chloe blushes hard as Lucifer wraps his arm around her and they head for the elevator. Once they step in she presses the button for the family floor.
“I wanna tell Trix good night and say good night to Julie,” she tells him.
“Oh Julie didn't arrive this evening. She called me about an hour after you left with the girls. Had some sort of family emergency,” he says.
“What? Then who's with Trix? You didn't leave her alone did you?” She asks, now alarmed.
“Goodness me, of course not, darling. You insult me. I merely asked one of my servers to come care for her,” he explains, a little offended that she would think that he left Trixie alone.
The elevator wasn't going fast enough in her opinion and she bit her lip as she watched the elevator ascend. The doors open and she quickly runs out and heads for Trixie's room, where she was already sleeping soundly. Chloe lets out a sigh of relief as she goes to stroke Trixie's hair.
After a few moments she heads out where she sees that Lucifer's talking to a girl in her early twenties.
“Darling, meet Trina. She's one of my servers and is graduating from university this year. She's studying to become a teacher for urchins,” Lucifer explains.
Trina laughs at his description. “My major is in early childhood education. I'm trying to get into the masters program at UCLA or maybe even Pepperdine. I wanna be a special needs teacher,” she explains.
Chloe nods, but her head is still reeling a bit that this girl is a waitress at Lux.
“So how was JD this evening?” Lucifer asks.
“She was great. She ate all her dinner, including her salad and veggies. We made Muddy Buddy's for dessert. Don't worry we cleaned up the kitchen. After we played some games and watched part of a movie. She brushed her teeth and washed her face like you said, sir. Then had story time. And she did try to get me to read more than two chapters, but I wasn't even done with the second chapter when she fell asleep,” Trina summarizes.
“Excellent, thank you. Now if you wish to go home, do so. I'll pay you for the entire shift. So you needn't worry,” Lucifer tells her.
“Thank you, Mr Morningstar. I have some studying I wanna get done. Good night. Good night, detective Decker,” Trina smiles as she waves and goes to the elevator.
It was a few minutes after Trina had left that Lucifer faced Chloe.
“You're upset,” he says.
“Yes and no,” she says, softly.
“Care to explain?” He asks very confused by her answer.
“Remember when you made Trix's bedroom without consulting me? I asked you to please tell me things that involved Trix. Well this is one of them, Lucifer. You left a complete stranger with our daughter,” Chloe tells him.
“Okay in my defense she's not a complete stranger. She's been a waitress at Lux for nearly three years and performs her job well. And she is studying to care for urchins for a living. She's more qualified than most to care for children. And lastly I only asked her to do so because Julie rang an hour after you departed saying she had a family emergency that took her out of the city. And I knew if you knew she wasn't coming you'd ruin your evening and come straight home,” he explains.
“Of course I'd come straight home, she's my daughter, Lucifer,” she stresses her point.
“Exactly. Darling, you work so incredibly hard and you deserve a night out with the girls. I would have stayed but I had two clients that I had to meet back to back, as well as that meeting with the club owner from Las Vegas. This was his last night here,” he says.
Chloe clenches her jaw. She knew that his heart was in the right place and just because he worked as her partner that didn't mean that was his only job. She knew he had clients to see and other investments to see to. And honestly Trina seemed like a lovely girl and Chloe probably would've easily chosen her to look after Trixie if she had been here. But again Lucifer did not including her was what bugged her. And again she understood the position he was in at the moment.
“I know you have clients and investors you have to meet with and host. It's part of your job, but we also have to communicate, Lucifer. It's the only way this'll work. We can't make decisions, especially regarding Trix without consulting one another. We both need to know what's happening with her. I don't want to be left out,” she says.
“Love, it wasn't that. Never that. It just happened because Miss Julie canceled. No other reason and I didn't want to spoil your evening. That was all. I promise,” he tells her as he approaches her and strokes her cheek.
“I know, babe. But next time her babysitter or nanny cancels at least tell me. I need to know who's looking after our daughter,” she tells him.
“I promise. Now where were we before we came up here?” He asks as he presses his lips to her jaw.
She laughs softly. “I think about here?” She says coyly as she begins to unbutton his shirt.
“I think you're right, darling. Let's finish this upstairs,” he suggests as he carries her to the elevator.