Deckerstar Smut

Chapter 2 - Blue Moon (Smut)

"I'm doing it again. Unbelievable. I'm, once again, drunk throwing myself at you, because of my mom, being rejected. This is sooo stupid" she said, covering her face with her small hands.
Her voice was a little deeper when she spoke. Her eyes were pretty puffy and she seemed to get upset.
"Detective.. None of this is your fault. I understand you're miserable at the moment, I can't advantage of you."
There was silence, she didn't say anything. Chloe just nodded.
Lucifer then continued.
"Now, It's best if you went home, safely. I'll drive you." He said, with a slight smile.
Chloe was embarrassed of what just happened and she groaned. "Gosh, yes, yes, uhm, thank you." She stood up, shrugging it off.
"I'm- I'm sorry for what i just done, Lucifer, really i didn't mean—"  Lucifer just looked at her and gestured with his hand towards her, to show her that it didn't bother him.
What he did kind of lighted up the mood, Chloe chuckled and said, "okay" reaching out to him and giving him a hug.
"Thank you." She said, as his hands gently were resting on her back, a smile appearing on his. Chloe still smelled like alcohol, her cheeks were colored red and her hair was messy. But once again, this seemed only to softly allure Lucifer.
"Nothing you have to thank me for, Detective."
"You're welcome" He said as pulled back, gently. Chloe then faced and looked at the ground, her left hand on the back of her neck, sniffling a few times. Lucifer looked up and down at her, never was she so awkward, perhaps she's just not herself right now. "Let's get you home, C-Chloe. it's not gonna take long" He looked at her again, he offered her his hand to take.
She held his hand and Lucifer lead her all the way out of his dorm, and out of Lux,
when they finally reached his car.
Like the gentleman he is, he opened the passenger door for her and she almost-clumsily got in, but she managed.
It was really dark and cold out, there was a full moon, but the night was pretty and beautiful nonetheless.

                   *minor time skip*

Lucifer parked his car, neither of them said a word for awhile. He turned his head  her way and said:
"Uhm, Detective, do you perhaps want to me come with you and make sure you get into bed safely?" He lightly joked and chuckled. But also, half-serious.
She smiled back,
"Well, I- I was actually thinking if you could, maybe, stay home with me tonight, you don't— have to sleep in my bed or anything, i have a guest room, you can use that one."
Lucifer only mouthed something, he was surprised. He thought about it for a moment, then said
"Well, Detective, if that's what you really need or want, I'd be happy to. As long as you're safe."
The moment seemed to stay still, neither of them having have to add a word, because the unspoken, comfortable silence spoke for itself.
"Thank you, let's go in, also so we make sure i don't fall so clumsily any more."
She said as she got out the car and closed the door. Lucifer did the same and chuckled at her joke. Following by him walking next to her and holding her from her sides. "It's okay, Lucifer, i'm not THAT drunk." She said as if she was totally convinced, them walking up to the doorstep.
"Weeeell i wouldn't say so, Detective,"
Chloe rolled her eyes, got her home keys and opened the door, as Luci followed.
He then closed the door.
As soon as Chloe stepped in, she had a feeling Trixie would come down in the kitchen any second now.
Lucifer just looked around at the house, getting mildly fascinated at her decorations and different objects.
Chloe then remembered that Trixie was at Dan's today and for the whole night  until tomorrow morning, she was relieved and let out a sigh.
Lucifer went back to Chloe and said to her,
"Ch-Chloe, I don't mean to be rude, but you still smell like Gin and Vodka and—"
"No i know, I'll take a shower first thing in the morning, don't worry" She winked at him. A struck, a rush of excitement just went through his body.
"Gosh, she's so drunk still, but i loved what she just did. It was, adorable" He thought. He laughed,
"Alright, goodnight to you then, Detective. Let's hope the post-hungover headache doesn't appear tomorrow morning, but from the amount of shots you've consumed, it'd be a miracle."
He said cheekily, as he always is.
Chloe shook her head and rolled her eyes. She grabbed a bottle of water and headed up the stairs, "I'm going to sleep, peace!" She said throwing her hands up in the air and making a peace sign, making her way to the bedroom.
"Goodnight, Detective!" He semi-shouted. "Sucks that you can't sleep with me, i suppose" He said in a much better quieter tone now, still standing in the kitchen behind the counter, taking a sip from his flask full of whiskey. He forgotten he was next to the Detective, so the alcohol had a bit of an effect on him after a few minutes.
He then put his flask away, he opened the
guest room door. He saw the king sized bed and quite immediately jumped on it, laying in the bed. He started taking off his clothes, his shoes, socks, pants and belt. climbing under the sheets, he could feel himself getting comfortable and sleepy.
Soon enough, he fell into a deep sleep.
And so did the Detective, wishing he was next to her, protecting and cuddling her.