Every time Chris looks at Lucifer and Angelo. All he can think is, 'They're perfect'
Why does he think they're perfect? Well that's simple.
Lucifer and Angelo just fit together like puzzle pieces. Lucifer kisses Angelo, Angelo kisses back and they never get tired of each other. Lucifer won't admit it, but he treats Angelo like a goddess. Anything Angelo wants, he gets. Lucifer never hurts Angelo in any way and Angelo will do anything to please Lucifer. Whenever Chris catches them making out or on the verge of something steamy, the look they give each other is just pure intense adoration for one another. That's why he thinks they're perfect.
But why think it now?
'Why me?' Chris thinks, 'they're so perfect together? Why introduce me into the mix? What's so special about me?' Insecurity sneaks up at the drop of a hat, even when he thinks back to the date in the woods. The intense feelings he had are still there and he knew Lucifer and Angelo felt the same, but why? Sure he was the king of the woods, but Lucifer was Satan and Angelo was basically a god at this point.
When he first agreed to the dating, he honestly had no idea he would feel this good. Lucifer is still an asshole, but it's more of a playful asshole who doesn't really mean it, Angelo speaks with more adoration for him and a bit of possessiveness. The kissing is well... great! They still kiss him at every chance they get, especially when they double teamed him in the woods that one time- Chris shook his head, face flushed. 'Shut up brain!' He told himself and took a deep breathe. He really did love Lucifer and Angelo, they respected his boundaries (eventually) and they agreed to take things slow with him. So it's all good. It's great! Well except for one thing...
Angelo moaned out as Lucifer bit into Angelo's neck. Angelo pulling him close as his fingers threaded into his hair. Grinding their crotches into each other as Angelo threw his head back against the wall. Chris sat in their dining room table as they went at it in their bedroom, 'I thought the walls were sound proof!!' He screamed in his head. It just wasn't fair, they invite him over and say they needed to take care of something real quick and before he knew it, Angelo was screaming Lucifer's name into the air. Chris bit his lip as he tried to focus on literally anything else.
Everything went quiet for a moment and Chris let out a breathe of air he didn't know he was holding in. For a moment he thought, 'that's it. They'll come back and then we'll play board games or something', but alas he spoke too soon as he heard a thud and a bed start creaking. 'They're literally having sex right next door!!' He once again screamed into his mind. Angelo's lewd voice filled the room as he heard constant small 'Lucy's' mixed into the moans. 'I wonder why I can't hear Lucifer's voice' he thought before turning red and shaking his head. 'No! Shut up! You are taking things slow! You don't chase them! They chase you! That's our whole thing!' That's when it struck Chris, 'Wait... are they doing this... so I can join?' Chris groaned at the thought and at the tent that was currently in his jeans. They were and it was totally working.
