Partners in Crime

16: Gifts

Alastor's POV

I feel someone shaking me. I roll over, and wave my hand for them to go away. I don't want to wake up now. They keep shaking me. Must be Lucifer with the size of his hands. I roll back over and grab him. I pull him under the covers, close to me. He tries to wiggle out.

"Alastor, we need to get up. Everyone has agreed that we want pancakes. A-And your pancakes are d-delicious. A-Al~" My smile widens as my hand travels Lucifer's thigh as he quivers. His voice is shaky as he keeps talking. "Th-there's still children here, Al." 

"And where are they?" I whisper in his ear. I feel him shiver. I find it a tad hard to believe I have the devil wrapped around my finger, no matter how much proof he'll give me.

"I-In Charlie's room." I squeeze the inside of his thigh and he stifles a moan. I just know his face looks like a tomato without even opening my eyes. I feel his tail poking out and wrapping itself around my waist. Strange feeling, but I don't hate it. Feels like a rope loosely around you. Like a poor attempt at tying someone up.

"Seems like you don't want to get up."

"Huh. Oh. Shit. Sorry. I-I didn't mean t-" His tail unravels and disappears.

"It's fine. Let's get you and the girls some pancakes. Since apparently that is all you like to eat in the morning." I rub my nose in the crook of his neck and he giggles. I give him a small kiss and get up. He follows me. We walk in the kitchen and he gives me the puppy dog eyes. I roll my eyes and pick him up, setting him on the counter. I go through the pantry and find the chocolate chips. I pull out the bag and show him, waiting for him to approve or disapprove of it. He nods rapidly with a big smile. Splendid. I make the pancake batter as the pan heats up. Lucifer watches me, swaying his legs back and forth. Once the first one is made, and has cooled down, I give it to Lucifer to munch on. He quietly eats it with joy as I make the rest.

I call for the girls while I place four plates of pancakes on the table. I hear the patter of their feet as they come rushing out of Charlie's room. Adam and Sera should be here soon. They climb into the chairs and thank me before digging in. Lucifer comes out of the kitchen and starts eating too. I eat an apple instead. I hear a knock at the front door. Must be either Sera or Adam. I set down my apple and go to open the door.

"Oh, it's you," I say, about to shut it in his face.

"I don't know why you don't like me. I'm just a sweet innocent soul," Azrael says. He dramatically places his hand over his forehead. I roll my eyes.

"You know why."

"Yeah yeah. Anyways. I decided, being your favorite future-brother-in-law, to get you and my little brother gifts!" I raise an eyebrow as he picks up a large gift bag and hands it to me. I take it and look inside. Tissue paper is the only thing I see here. "Don't have too much fun." He winks and leaves. Odd. I shut the door and place the gift in Lucifer's room. I'll look at it with Luci later. I walk back to the dining room. The girls were gone, so I'll just assume they're in Charlie's room playing another weird roleplay with those dolls.

Never again.

"Who was at the door?" Lucifer asks, shoving a piece of pancake in his mouth.

"Just your "lovely" brother Azrael," I answer, picking up the dirty plates being unused. He chuckles. "He came with some gifts for us. It's in your room currently."

"Why?" He tilts his head. "Azrael doesn't give gifts often. Well I don't really know, since I fell. But when I was up there, he rarely gave gifts. Especially out of nowhere."

"Something about being my favorite future-brother-in-law. Surely I'll like your other brothers more."

"Michael, no you won't. He's a suck up. No one likes him but Father. Such a snitch. Raphael and Gabriel I think you'll like. They were fun to be around. Zadkiel only talks to souls he respects and is a mysterious fucker. Uriel, I don't know. He's complicated. If you ever meet my other brothers, I doubt he will even talk to you. He doesn't like talking to anyone unless he likes them."

"Interesting." I hear another knock. Better not be Azrael again. I open the door and it's Sera and Adam. I call for Vaggie and Emily to pack up. I hear a few whines before an "ok" from both of them. I invite them in and they join Lucifer at the table.

"Your bitch cooked again?" Adam asks. I hold up my hand, ready to slap him. I look at Lucifer for approval and he nods. I slap the back of Adam's head. "Ow. Fuck, man."

"I'm nobody's bitch."

"Jeez okay. No need to slap me."

"Well deserved though," Sera says. Adam scoffs and crosses his arms. Vaggie and Emily walk to us holding their backpacks. Charlie follows. Each child goes to their respective parent. Sera and Adam stay a little bit for some chit chat before leaving. Lucifer looks up at me after he tells Charlie to get dressed.

"Are you ready to meet my mother?" I ask.

"Are you? I know this must be a tough time for you. But I'll be right there with you."

"I know and I can't thank you enough." I gently cup his face. He leans into my hand. I kiss his nose and he smiles softly. I mimic his smile. I hear a small gasp come from the dining room entrance. Lucifer and I both look over and see Charlie. Her eyes are as wide as they probably can get. A big smile on her face.

"Daddy?! You like Alastor?!" She yells.

"Charlie-" Lucifer starts.

"Eeeeeeeeeee!" She runs away with a big smile on her face.

"I think she's okay with us, dear," I say. "She was going to know at one point anyways."

"I think you're right. I bet she's drawing about us being together now."

"I bet she is. Let's get dressed. We have plans today." I kiss his cheek and leave.

"Right." He follows me into his room. I shut and lock the door. Luci blushes at the lock sound. I pick up Azrael's gift and set it on the bed. "I wonder what he gave us. It's probably something stupid or a joke." Lucifer stands up on the bed to look inside. I stand, on the ground-because I'm not short-and pull out the tissue paper. I pull out... lingerie? Lucifer's eyes widen and his face gets redder. I continue looking into the bag, knowing I'll regret it later, to find more lingrie. I also found a few uh...toys. Fucking Azrael. Seriously? Lucifer picks up one if the black lingerie and holds it against him.

"Are you thinking about wearing that?" I ask. He throws it and looks at me. His face is redder than a tomato.

"N-No, no. I-I wasn't...I just-"

"If you want to wear it, you can later."

"Y-You don't find it weird?"

"Your body, your choice. I'm not the one to judge. You'll look beautiful in anything in my opinion. Just, maybe when Charlie is asleep. We don't need to traumatize her." Lucifer laughs. I pick him up. He wraps his legs around my waist and his hands rest on my face. I rub my nose against his and he giggles. "I love you," I whisper.

"I love you more," he whispers back.

"Daddy?! Does that mean I can call Alastor Papa?!" Charlie yells through the door.