Kneel

Case 11

  Coming to, I grumbled and rubbed my eyes while rolling onto my back. The first thing I noticed was the somewhat transparent curtains over the large wall of windows. The second was how soft the bed I was laying in was, and the third was the fact that I was naked.

  "Oh, shit." I groaned.

  "Good morning, sleepyhead. Triple espresso or hair of the dog?" I sat up and saw Lucifer sitting in a chair near the end of the bed while dressed in only a robe.

  "Fuck."

  "Oh, right. Both." He picked up the flask and poured a clear liquid into the espresso.

  "Lucifer, we didn't...." I trailed off while furrowing my eyebrows while trying so hard to remember the night before. Everything was so hazy after I'd grabbed the second bottle.

  "Did we ever." Lucifer scoffed. "And I'm pretty sure we made Rosemary's baby." He stood up and walked over with the espresso. "Oh, Detective, it was extraordinary. The heat, the gymnastics." He crawled onto the bed and chuckled. "I mean, you had moves that made even the Devil blush."

  My ears were burning, and I quickly got up while using the sheet to cover myself as the blush was spreading to my cheeks.

  "You're a horrible liar."

  "Me? Lie?" Lucifer took a sip from the espresso while smirking. "Just teasing. I turned you down cold."

  "You turn me down? Please, I wouldn't even offer." I scoffed.

  "Oh, trust me, you did." He sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed. "Or did you forget the part where you offered me sex because you said you wanted to, and I quote, 'climb you like a tree.'"

  "....In my defense, I haven't gotten laid in a while, and I was really drunk. Now, why the fuck am I naked?"

  "You passed out, woke up again, shouted at me, 'It's too damn hot in this five-star Hellhole,' I believe it was, then tore your clothes off and proceeded to hog the bed." He mocked me, and I cringed as my face flushed even more because that sounded exactly like something I'd do. "Oh, look at you. Get any redder, and you might match your hair." Lucifer teased before sipping from his drink.

  "Shut up. Look, I'm sorry, but-"

  "You were going through a rough patch and needed to drown your worries in free booze."

  "....Yeah. Exactly." I nodded while looking around, and found my button-up. Picking it up off of the back of the couch, I slid it on and began buttoning it up with my back turned to Lucifer.

  "Even still, it's very out of character to see you so unhinged. And out of character for me, too. The whole 'not wanting to have sex with you' thing. I mean, here's the strange part. This gave me quite a rush. Can't explain it. I've been thinking about it all night."

  "Last night was a fluke." I waved my hand while finding my underwear hanging from the side of the piano. "It never happened."

  "Your pants are over there, Detective." Lucifer pointed, and I shot him a glare, making him chuckle. "I saw your seal, by the way. Gremory's, if I'm not mistaken."

  "Shut up."

  "Oh, you also snore, by the way."

  "Goodbye."

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  "Detective, I do believe you left these after our sleepover last night." Lucifer walked up while waving a bright red pair of panties with black lace trim. "What's the hole at the back for?"