84 - again, mom?

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I let out a nervous laugh, "I'm not playing. What am I possibly playing?" I try pushing him away so that we were out of the room. Don't want to wake Damon up. But Lucifer has to be difficult, obviously. Men.

He gently took hold of me, pulling me towards him. "You know exactly what I mean by six weeks," he whispers, bending down and capturing my lips with his.

His hands travelled down to one of its favourite places - my butt. He gave is a gentle squeeze before squeezing it harder, making me gasp. "Lucifer!" I scold. "Our child is sleeping in here."

"Then maybe we should take this to the living room." I squeal as he picks me up, walking out of the room after turning the baby monitor on. "I'm gonna devour-"

"Mom? Hi!" Oh, kind of regret giving her a key.

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