Pardon The Way That I Stare

Testing the waters

As the night continued, the cozy ambiance settled even deeper. The teasing banter eventually faded into comfortable silence, with Vox scrolling through videos while Lucifer and Alastor relaxed on the couch. Lucifer, feeling much better, began to nuzzle up against Alastor, resting his head on the radio demon's shoulder. Alastor instinctively wrapped an arm around Lucifer, pulling him closer.

Lucifer smirked, tilting his head up to meet Alastor's eyes. "You're pretty cute when you're not all business, you know that?"

Alastor chuckled, his fingers brushing through Lucifer's hair. "I could say the same for you, dear."

Lucifer's grin widened before he leaned in, brushing his lips softly against Alastor's. The touch was light at first, testing the waters, but it quickly deepened as Alastor responded with equal affection. Before they knew it, the gentle kisses turned into a heated makeout session, their arms wrapping tighter around each other as they sunk further into the couch.

Neither of them noticed when Charlie entered the room, having come down to check in on things. Her eyes widened at the sight of her father and Alastor locked in a passionate embrace. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she quietly pulled out her phone, snapping a few candid photos.

She barely contained her giggles as she snuck back out of the room, leaving the two completely oblivious to her presence. Once back in the hallway, she couldn't help but scroll through the photos, chuckling at how sweet and unexpected the moment had been.

Back in the parlor, Alastor and Lucifer finally broke apart, both of them breathless but smiling. Alastor pressed his forehead to Lucifer's, his voice a little huskier than usual. "That was... unexpected."

Lucifer chuckled softly, his fingers tracing along Alastor's jawline. "Unexpected, maybe. But definitely welcome."

With a satisfied hum, Alastor pulled Lucifer closer, tucking him against his chest as they settled back on the couch. "I could get used to this," Alastor murmured, his lips brushing against Lucifer's hair.

"Good," Lucifer whispered back, his heart feeling light as he snuggled closer. "Because I'm not going anywhere."

As they relaxed in the warmth of the moment, completely unaware that their little makeout session had been immortalized by Charlie, they were both content to just be in each other's presence—wrapped up in each other's affection.