Let's Make a Deal

So Much You Could Be

   The last thing that Lucifer wanted to do when morning hit was move. Still held tight against Alastor's chest he found himself cool enough to actually keep sleeping rather than overheat from his own body and the blankets. His mind distantly does acknowledge that the purring had stopped and he was fairly certain that Alastor was awake. If the feeling of his thumb gently stroking back and forth across Lucifer's lower back near the base of his tail was any indication. A tail that had treacherously wrapped itself loosely around the Radio Demon's wrist.

   Unfortunately though, his arm tucked between them had gone to sleep and the one still tangled in Alastor's hair was incredibly uncomfortable. More so though, Alastor had clearly realized the moment that Lucifer had woken given the way his hand paused before continuing the gentle motion. Trying not to ruin the moment he shifted as subtly as he could to untuck his arm from between their bodies and attempt to work some life back into it. He slid the other down from Alastor's head and simply rested it across the other's waist.

   Of course Alastor wasn't one to simply let a moment stay though. He feels the breath the demon takes, the increasing sound of static and then his voice drifting close to Lucifer's ear. "If you're awake, we should probably get up."

   Stubbornly he huffed. "No."

   He feels rather than hears the quiet laugh that Alastor gives at that. "When is your meeting with the Sins?"

   "Tomorrow."

   "Then, do you want to go over talking points?"

   "Talking points. With the Seven Deadly Sins." Lucifer finally pulled back a bit to give Alastor an unamused look. "I would have more luck conversing with a skull. Our last meeting was over a millennium ago."

   Alastor blinked and shifted on the bed, pulling back his arm from beneath Lucifer to prop his own head up. "It is my job to help you with that though. Maybe you'll manage a bit better if you have a structural format to run off of."

   "Talking is not the problem with the Sins."

   "Then what tends to derail the meetings?"

   "Them." All of them. All six of them and sometimes himself when they piss him off. Lucifer sighed and rolled onto his back, Alastor's arm falling to rest over his stomach instead. "They can't sit in the same room with each other without bringing their petty drama into it all. Leviathan has a shitty personality, Bee might be sober enough to function during it. Mammon and Ozzie have some weird problem going on because Ozzie doesn't want to, and I quote a text from Mammon; to make sex toys of his dildo sized bed partner. Satan feeds all of their petty drama and Bel might be awake long enough to vote yes to opening the Sloth Ring–"

   "I'm starting to see the problem." Alastor stated blankly, interrupting Lucifer's rant which very much could have gone on for longer.

   That was only some of the more recent problems too, none of them were above dragging up five thousand year old bitching just to throw someone under the Rings of Hell. Leviathan loved to drag up Lilith as an arguing point because she at least tended to get some sort of progress done from all of it and had a rather decent relationship with the Sin of Envy. That was how Charlie ended up so close to Leviathan's son, that engagement she had attempted to work out though failed miserably. Lucifer was never happier when that fell through and now he quite liked Vaggie. She was good for Charlie, protective and would happily bash someone's skull in for his daughter. She was a keeper.

   "My plan is to try and get through the most important parts first, being the conversation of the exterminations being on hold and opening the rings up to the Sinners before it all unravels completely." A sigh slips from his lips. "Which is unlikely with Satan being there. He'll feed Ozzie's problems toward Mammon quickly and–" he waves his hand in the air.