Iris

12. Technical Difficulties

"Detective?" Lucifer called into the apartment as he made his way in from a long night at Lux. The humans were particularly needy last night and he had to do quite a bit of wrangling. All he wanted to do now was snuggle in bed with Chloe. He was exhausted.

"Up here!" She called from the upstairs. He took the stairs two at a time and quietly lurked about the small upstairs, peeking quickly into her (or theirs, he really not sure considering that they haven't officially moved in together) bedroom. Not seeing her, he spared a quick glance in the bathroom. A shower sounded excellent right about now. Disappointment drooped his frame when he didn't find Chloe in her bathroom either.

He knew there was only one other place in the apartment Chloe could be that was also upstairs, and that was in Maze's old room.

He rounded the corner outside of Chloe's door and lightly made three long strides to the spare bedroom.

Chloe was standing with her back to the door, her hair in a messy bun, fingers on her chin, the other hand crossed over her chest (although now it was more over her belly because of how large it was), and a hip popped out. She was thinking and concentrating. Which meant that she wasn't going to be focused on him right now.

A nasty grin split his face as he snuck up behind her. She was mumbling ideas to herself and pointing at different spots in the room.

Lucifer crouched down slightly so that his head was level with her neck, just above her shoulders. He brought his hands to her hips and lips to her neck, simultaneously caressing both parts of her with the upmost care and affection. He smirked as he felt goose-flesh bump up on her skin. She jumped for half a second after being disrupted from her focus, but upon realizing who it was, she relaxed into him.

"Mm, good morning love." He mumbled into her neck between kisses.

She smiled and giggled as she brought her right hand up to caress his cheek and run the tips of her fingers through his gelled hair.

"Hey," She sighed.

"Missed you." He whimpered lowly as his kisses intensified and his hands made their way down toward her rear.

Chloe giggled some more and asked, "Long night huh?"

"Oh you have no idea." He groaned, not wanting to bring up the travesty that was last night. Thankfully, Chloe trusted him enough to knew that he would never break her heart by fulfilling any desires he (or others) may have with any person other than her. Chloe Decker was it. There was no other being like her and he would rather die than do anything to shatter her heart.

He tried turning her around, his hands giving chillingly pleasurable touches to all of her tender areas. She shuttered in his arms, bringing her lips in close to his head space. His lips lowered to meet hers.

"Mmff. Can you look at something for me first?" She pleaded sweetly.

"What?" Lucifer asked, confused as to why the moment was dying.

Chloe pulled away, an apologetic look on her face as the moment became weaker and more distant.

Lucifer's lips were still puckered as he felt the start-up die. Chloe walked over to the white wall which now held many variations of paint samples. He only noticed now that so much of what they had slowly been accumulating from baby-shopping was now residing in this room.

"What do you think?" She asked hopefully.

"Of?" He asked for clarification.

Chloe rolled her eyes, like it should have been obvious as to what she was showing him.