My Guardian Devil

"My Lucifer"

~ Chapter 3 ~

The elevator doors opened and revealed Lucifer's dimly lit penthouse. City lights dancing in the distant view beyond his balcony and the soft breeze cold, against Chloe's wet cheeks. Amenadiel stalked out of his brother's bedroom and smiled. It was a genuine smile. Enough to confirm that all was well. At least for now. Chloe was relieved and stopped holding her breath as she walked towards the room. Her heart racing with every step she took. She couldn't wait to hold him. To kiss him. To be with him. Her Lucifer.

"Chloe!" Amenadiel exclaimed, likely so his brother would also hear. He pulled her into an embrace and chucking he whispered, "Luci has been whining and asking for you". With that, the angel excused himself and wandered off into the elevator.

Gathering her thoughts Chloe walked up the few steps and entered Lucifer's bedroom.

There he was. Laying helplessly on his dark bed, his head cushioned on the mustard pillows. He was wearing his suit pants but his jacket was thrown thoughtlessly on the floor. Amenadiel must have taken it off because Lucifer would have never mistreated his clothes like that. His skin was slightly paler than usual and his typically immaculate hairdo disordered and slightly curly too. His five o'clock shadows framing his handsome features as his beautiful face stared at her in the doorway. Dark eyes creasing in the corners because of his white-toothed grin. As much as he would hate hearing it, he was adorable sometimes. And Chloe couldn't wait to tease him about it when he was in a better condition. As she walked closer his stare turned into that of awe as his pupils blown wide as he admired her. Excitement grew inside her. She wanted to simply leap into is arms but knew she couldn't. His condition was still poor. But she intended to take good care of him.

"Chloe" he murmured happily as a tear slipped down his cheek. So caught up in the moment, she didn't notice her own tears streaming down her face. She kneeled down beside him and placed a soft his on his forehead, running her fingers through his messy hair and smiling broadly at the man in her arms. He beamed back at her and made an attempt to raise his arm. But he was still weak. He frowned and stared desperately at her. He wanted to hold her, but couldn't. So, Chloe decided to help him in his quest. She pulled herself on top of Lucifer and wrapped her arms tightly around him. Lips mere inches away from his. That was the first time he looked completely at home and relaxed. So unbelievably happy the both of them were. She gently brushed her lips against his. Savouring the moment.

"I've missed you so much," she murmured.

His deep and raspy voice replied, "and I, you detective". She giggled and let euphoria overcome her. Pressing her mouth against his soft lips. Lips moving in unison as her hands clutched him in effort to get closer. A groan erupted from his throat out of sheer frustration that he couldn't do the same. But he would kiss her passionately, if it were the last thing he did. They parted and stared into each other's eyes, panting from the intensity of the moment.

"What's wrong?" she questioned, worry evident in her tone. She had noticed his uneven breathing, his tear stained eyes and bottom lip trembling slightly. But something told her that he wasn't in pain. At least not physically.

"I love you" he burst out. Eyes seeking her approval. Was he really worried that after a few months she had stopped loving him? Hadn't that kiss they just shared said it all? But then, this was Lucifer. He who thought nobody could truly love him. But Chloe would spend the rest of her life proving that he was worth it and her everything. She smiled. Maybe a part of her was relieved that he hadn't forgotten about her too. Amenadiel had told her that upon his visits to hell to check up on his devilish brother. He had noticed that Lucifer had never seemed so broken and that tore Chloe to shreds. But now he was in her arms. And he craved her affection and being more than anything.

"I love you more." Lucifer's grin spread to both ends of his perfect face as he conjured up a response.

"I sincerely doubt that" he teased. Chloe raised her eyebrows at the challenge and playfully bit her lip. Deciding to prove just how wrong he was, she began to kiss his neck. He groaned again at his inability to return the favour. He wanted to touch her, hold her close to him and kiss every inch of her skin. She nibbled his collarbone whilst unbuttoning the front of his top with one hand and worked her way down his bare muscular chest with her lips. He released a soft moan that Chloe felt in the pit of her stomach and that was confirmation enough that she had proved her point. She moved back up to his lips and gave him a final peck to seal her victory. She went back to kneeling beside the bed and returned to earth with a thump. Lucifer was still recovering, and she needed to ensure that he was the most comfortable, healthy and happy devil he could be. Clearly one of the three was fulfilled as he smiled through tears of joy. She's never seen anyone look so pure and genuine. He really did love her more than anything, she thought.

"I'm going to get a few wet towels to cool you down a little, ok?" Panic rose in Lucifer's features as he struggled to piece together a sentence. His breath quickened and his heart beat racing.

"Please don't leave me" he struggled and shook his head, clearly distressed. In an instant, Chloe folded his hand into hers and placed a palm on his face.

"I'm not going anywhere" she smiled reassuringly. Hearing those words from her mouth was enough. He relaxed in an instant. A playful smirk tugging at his lips.

"Don't take too long." Chloe rushed away and was back in minutes. Placing a cold towel on his forehead and lying beside his on his bed. Head resting on his chest and hand cupping his cheek, they stayed that way for a while. Silently in each other's presence. Contented beyond any limits.

Lucifer's eyes struggled to remain open as he fondly admired Chloe. He needed rest. And now that he was calmed down, she intended to tell him to sleep. She removed the wet towel and undid the last few buttons on his shirt to cool him down. She also took off his belt for his comfort and he thanked her. "I love you so much" he whispered as her eyes met his. She smiled and felt her eyes moisten yet again. Then sheepishly he added, "Please, promise you will stay with me".

"Of course, my Lucifer" she grinned.

"'My Lucifer', I could get used to that" he chuckled and playfully puckered his lips. She leaned forward and fulfilled his silent request with a final kiss before returning to her position beside him. Her hand still resting on his chest and watching his breath. He struggled for a bit until Chloe told him that he could sleep and that she wouldn't leave his side. And with that, his restless eyes fluttered shut and he broke off into a deep, deep slumber.