𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

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"Don't open yet," Lucifer said excitedly. Adam heard his... partner? He wasn't sure what they were to each other. Either way he heard him shuffling around the room. Granted, he didn't come to his own room often. He mainly spent time in Lucifer's room or workshop. A month had passed since Lucifer had confessed to him at the restaurant, and while the two refused to put a label on it they were definitely something.

"Ok! Now." Adam opened his eyes. He gasped. Lucifer was standing next to an amp and electric guitar, gesturing to them with jazz hands. The ram demon took a step forward and picked up the guitar. It was black with a gold signature on it, Lucifer written across the black sheen in the king's magnificent cursive. He looked up at Lucifer, who looked about to explode with excitement.

"Do you like it?" The king of Hell asked.

Adam responded by holding the guitar one handed and pulling Lucifer forward with the other by the arm. He bent down to kiss the king. Lucifer kissed him back happily, grinning into the kiss. Adam pulled away. "I fuckin' love it."

First man held the guitar in both hands, putting his fingers in the familiar positions he'd missed so much in Hell. He strummed a simple C major chord. He smiled and looked down at Lucifer. "Oh ya. You're getting fucked for this."

The Prince of Pride snorted at that. He waved his hand as though dismissing the comment. "I just thought you could use more... enrichment. I know you have your phone, but that'll just rot your brain if you're staring at Sinstagram all day."

"Well, thank you, Daddy." Adam batted his lashes, knowing with the title did to the king. Lucifer raised an eyebrow at that before softening.

"You're welcome, Baby. I also bought you some more clothes! Thought that by now I have a better sense of your style. Before I was just kinda throwing spaghetti at the wall..." He walked over to the wardrobe as he spoke. "I'll admit there are a few numbers in here I just want to see you in." He opened the closet to reveal that he had completely overhauled Adam's wardrobe. The ram set aside the guitar, careful to put it back on its stand. He walked over and started looking through the shades of black and red. There were a lot of band shirts, cropped and uncropped. There were a lot of pants with rips in them and fishnets and leather jackets and... a lot. It was a lot.

"You... didn't have to," Was all Adam could muster. He looked to Lucifer who was absolutely beaming. The king took his hand in his.

"I told you I would care for you. This is my way of doing that."

Adam yanked the pallid man forward and bent down for another kiss, cupping his face in his hands. Lucifer let out a pleased noise, snaking the hand that wasn't in Adam's around the ram's waist. He pulled them flush together. The sinner had to pull away, their height too different to kiss in this position. He looked down at his lover, still unused to the pure affection in the man's gaze. Eve had never looked at him like that. Lilith had never looked at him like that. No woman had ever looked at him like that. The only one who ever had was the man before him. Adam felt himself melt into Lucifer. He truly belonged to this man, soul, body and all.

Lucifer's hand traveled from his waist to cup his cheek. Adam leaned into the contact, closing his eyes. The king had such soft hands. They felt nice against the mortal soul's skin. He tilted his head to press a kiss to the palm. His eyes fluttered open to see Lucifer looking up at him with... amazement? Awe? Love? He wasn't sure. Again, the only person to ever direct a look at him like that was the man before him.

Lucifer took in a sharp breath as though he'd forgotten to breathe for a moment. He took his hand from Adam's and wrapped it around the ram's neck, pulling him down to kiss him once again. The king pulled the sinner forward until they bumped into the bed. At that, those soft hands found Adam's thighs and hoisted him up. The ram immediately wrapped his legs around the other man's torso only to be spun around and placed upon the bed.