As the doorbell chimed its happy tune, Lucifer looked up from the register screen where he had been waiting for the familiar beep of the card scanner. His usual greeting stuck to his tongue as he saw who it was, his lips cracking into a smile at the sight of Angel.

“Hey lil’ Sugar Daddy, lookin’ sweet as always!”

“You know, one day the wrong customer is going to be in here and you’re going to have them think you’re really my sugar baby.”

 

From the other end of the store, he heard Fizzarolli’s voice yelling from the imported goods section; “What the fuck’d you just call him?!”

“Case in point.”

He glanced up as he heard a laugh, meeting Asmodeus’ amused eye. “Oh, I’m sure they wouldn’t begrudge you a little bit of fun.”

Clicking his tongue, Lucifer handed over the colourful paper bag containing Asmodeus’ purchase. “Yeah, sure, you explain that one to the snooty parents that like to bring their brats here for me, then.”

 

“They’ll get over it. Can’t have sticks up their asses in a place this whimsical.” Angel poked at one of the gummy-looking rubber ducks dangling from the ceiling next to the counter, making it swing on its string, before he leaned across it, giving Lucifer an obnoxiously loud kiss on the lips.

Fizzarolli came over to drop a Popin’ Cookin’ sushi box on the counter, turning to Angel with a toothy grin. “I’d say the right kinda stick up the ass’ll make this place even more whimsical than it already is.”

Angel cackled, his grin growing just as wide as Fizzarolli’s. “Oh, I know just the stick.” His eyes turned toward Lucifer, the mischief in them making him blush.

“I’m not shoving your dick up my ass in the middle of my store.”

“How ‘bout a toy up your cunt in the back room?”

At Lucifer’s silence, Angel leaned forward. “Holy shit, you’re actually considerin’ it!” He turned toward Asmodeus and Fizzarolli. “Imma need ya to leave right. now.”

Lucifer felt his whole face grow hot as three sets of eyes turned his way. He didn’t need to look at Asmodeus to know that he very much approved of what Angel was planning. He quickly rang Fizzarolli up, who happily added his candy sushi to Asmodeus’ bag (apparently they were going out for actual sushi for dinner, and Fizzarolli thought he was being very funny).

“Tell me all the details later, Lulu,” Asmodeus said with a smile, giving him a peck on the cheek.

“You know I won’t.”

 

As he turned the open sign to ‘closed’ and locked the door, he could still hear Asmodeus and Fizzarolli’s laughter down the street.

 

-

 

He felt Angel’s hand slipping into his, letting him tug him to the back.

The light barely had time to flicker on before Angel shoved him against the shelves, the heavy wooden sliding shelves pushed all the way to the wall as Lucifer was pinned against it.

His toes almost left the floor as Angel pressed his knee between his legs, rubbing up against him. He heard the sound of a zipper, and when he turned to look at Angel’s hands, his eyes grew wide.

They snapped up to Angel’s face, catching the smirk on his lips. “Is that a fucking gummy bear- Were you just carrying that thing around with you?”

Angel played with the toy in his hand, rolling it between his fingers. It was a decent-sized vibrator, the remote control in his other hand. It looked suspiciously like a gummy bear. Did he get that from Asmodeus?

“Ya bet your cute lil’ ass I do.”

“You don’t even have anywhere to put it!”

“That’s cus it’s for you, duh.”

Lucifer squinted up at him. “You carried around a candy-shaped sex toy specifically for my sake, just on the off-chance that you’d get to fuck me in my candy shop?”

“Of course.” Angel shrugged. He leaned forward, so close that Lucifer just wanted to lean in the last distance to kiss that satisfied look off his face. “Why wouldn’t I?”

For a long moment, Lucifer just stared into Angel’s eyes, just knowing that the smirk was still wide on his face. Then, he mirrored Angel’s shrug. “I suppose it paid off, so yes, why wouldn’t you?”

He wrapped his arms around Angel, feeling his hand move underneath his apron, down to the front of his jeans. He both felt and heard as Angel popped the button, pulling down the fly. Angel wrapped one of his arms around him, hand moving down to slide his fingers underneath his waistband. Angel pulled the jeans off him, tossing them to the floor beside them, squeezing his ass.

 

The sound of the toy being turned on was loud in the quiet room, and Lucifer had to bite his lip to stifle the noise he made as he felt it pressed against his clit, sliding it back just slightly as he felt him start to get wet.

Lucifer’s hips twitched. As he felt Angel slowly push the cool toy inside of him, his hands gripped his shirt tightly.

“Shit…!”

“I fuckin’ knew you’d like doin’ it in here. Can’t imagine how wet you’d get if we actually did it in public.”

“Don’t get any bright ideas.”

“Oh, I’ve already got plenty.”

Lucifer’s fingers dug into the soft fabric, into Angel’s shoulders, the muscles in his legs tightening as he struggled not to buck his hips as Angel pressed the plus button on the remote. He cursed again, standing so far up on his tiptoes he would have fallen over had Angel’s grip on him not kept him steady.

“Fuck, Angel…!”

“What?”

“Fuck me, please…!”

He heard Angel chuckle above him.

“I thought ya said ya didn’t want any sticks up your ass while you’re in the store.”

“I changed my mind! Come on…!”

He felt Angel press his body against his, one hand gripping him tightly by the ass, the other fumbling in his bag until he found what he was looking for. He watched as Angel tore open the foil to a condom with his teeth. The grin on his face was far too pleased. He’d gotten him exactly where he wanted him to be.

 

As he raised his hand to Lucifer’s lips, Lucifer opened his mouth. Angel’s fingers were hot on his tongue, and as he felt Angel turn up the toy inside of him another notch, he moaned around them, his hips bucking, rubbing his dripping cunt against Angel’s thigh.

When Angel withdrew his fingers, he changed the setting of the toy with his other hand, changing the vibration pattern. Lucifer knew that the moan he let out then was obscenely loud, one that he would be embarrassed about later, when he wasn’t horny out of his mind anymore.

 

He felt a finger brush against his ass, before it slowly pushed inside. As Angel worked him open, Lucifer buried his hands in his hair, pulling him down. His kiss was warm, sweet like candy. Had he snuck some when he wasn’t looking, earlier? He didn’t care too much, he could adjust the inventory later. It was hard to care about things like that when he finally felt Angel’s fingers pull away, lifting Lucifer off the ground to make him wrap his legs around his waist. Then, the head of his cock pushed inside of him, making him throw his head back with a moan.

Angel pushed in slowly, every centimeter making him moan as he felt his walls tighten around the toy and Angel’s cock both. He could hear it in Angel’s voice when he bottomed out, his breathy moans as he started to move.

 

Lucifer gripped the shelf behind him with a hand, tightly. He heard something clatter, falling to the floor, but he didn’t bother checking what it was.

 

At first Angel’s movements were slow, his hands holding on tightly to Lucifer’s ass as he thrust inside of him, but he quickly picked up speed. Lucifer bit his lip. Angel’s cock inside of his ass, the toy inside his cunt, Angel leaning forward to bite hard into his neck, where he damn well knew it would be almost impossible to hide, it made his entire body shake.

He could hear more things falling off the shelves as Angel thrust into him, again and again, harder and harder.

He came with a scream that he would have worried could be heard to the shop next door had he had the presence of mind to even consider it, whimpering as Angel kept thrusting into him, his heels digging into his ass. He tugged Angel down into another kiss, Angel gasping into his mouth as he came at the tail-end of Lucifer’s orgasm.

 

For another moment they stayed there, before Angel sank down to the floor, bringing Lucifer down with him. He leaned forward, Lucifer’s back against the shelves. They exchanged another kiss, before Angel pulled back, just enough to look into his eyes.

Lucifer’s hips twitched.

“You gonna turn that toy off anytime soon?”

“Oh, yeah.”

Angel reached up, pulling the remote control off one of the shelves. With the press of a button, Lucifer felt the toy stop vibrating.

 

Coming down from the high of his orgasm, he finally looked around himself. “Oh, shit.”

“What?”

“We knocked over the Godiva.”

“It’s fine right, what can it be, like, 20 bucks a box, tops?”

“Try 55.”

Angel stared at him in disbelief, picking one of the boxes off the ground. “For the big box?”

“For the small one.”

“Is there fuckin’ gold in them or somethin’, with that kinda price tag?”

“No gold. It is pretty good though.”

“Who even buys that? Snooty parents?”

“Them, and Ozzie. Among others.”

Staring down at the box, Angel shook his head. “Fucking hell.”

 

Lucifer plucked one of the other boxes off the floor, still seated comfortably in Angel’s lap. As he felt Angel’s cock still inside of him shift as he moved, he felt himself blush. “Wanna try some? This box’s pretty dinged up so I won’t be able to sell it anyway.”

Angel put down the box he had been holding next to them. “Sure, why not? It’s not like Imma buy any myself any time soon.”

“I’m gonna need you to pull out, then.”

“Aw, really? Ya sure?”

Lucifer rolled his lower lips between his teeth as he looked up at Angel, before speaking. “If you don’t pull out I know we’re gonna end up fucking in here again, and I don’t think that’ll be good for my stock.”

He felt Angel’s hand sneak underneath his apron, touching his clit, lightly pinching. It made Lucifer’s hips twitch, pressing into the touch. “What about the toy?”

“You can… leave it, for now.”

 

Angel pulled out, tossing the tied-up condom into the trash can in the corner. Then, he plucked the half-crushed box of chocolate out of Lucifer’s hands. “What’s so special about this anyway? It can’t be that good.”

“Name recognition can do a lot to a price tag.” Lucifer watched Angel pull off the plastic, removing the lid. Peering into it, he could see that a few of them had been completely flattened, over by the lower left corner. He picked one of the still-whole ones up, holding it between his fingers. Angel leaned in, his tongue warm against his fingertips as he took the piece of chocolate in his mouth. He picked another one up, popping it in his own mouth as he watched Angel chew.

Angel swallowed.

“Huh, yeah, this is pretty damn good. Not 55 dollars a box kinda good, but good.”

Lucifer laughed, picking up another to feed to Angel. “Say what you want, but I sell several of these a week.”

“Yeah, that’s cus you’re workin’ on Rich-bitch Avenue.”

“That, I am.”

Still, it seemed like Angel was enjoying himself, being handfed expensive chocolate with Lucifer still seated in his lap.

 

As he picked up another piece, he missed Angel’s mischievous grin, and with the press of a button, he felt the toy come back to life. He groaned, promptly crushing the candy between his fingers. “Angel…!”

“Mmhm?”

Angel’s fingers wrapped around his wrist, pulling his hand to his lips. He could feel Angel up the speed of the vibrations, one slow button-push at a time. The shell of the chocolate fell to the floor, the soft filling sticking to his fingers. Angel took them into his mouth, his tongue hot around his fingertips.

Lucifer’s cheeks grew hot, his fingers twitching inside Angel’s mouth, held in place by Angel’s hand around his wrist. His back arched, and he fell backwards again, stopped by the lower shelves behind him. “Fuck, Angel…!”

Still sensitive from his previous orgasm, he could feel his body start to shake again. The feeling of Angel’s tongue licking his fingers clean made it hard to think.

“Ya should see your face right now…” Angel’s voice was low as he pulled Lucifer’s fingers away from his mouth, the hand still holding the remote control pushing up his shirt, pinching his nipple. Lucifer groaned, hips bucking, shoulders pressing hard into the shelf behind him. “Ya look amazin’.”

Lucifer failed to answer, biting his lip so hard it split as he felt the vibrations change their patterns again. Both hands now free, he reached out, taking a hold of Angel’s shirt to tug him forward. His blood mixed with the sweet taste of chocolate, and he could feel Angel’s grin against his lips.

Angel had to grab him by the hips, holding him down as Lucifer kept twitching, his moans swallowed by Angel’s tongue. As he came for the second time, he would have collapsed had he not already been on the ground, his body shaking so hard he wasn’t sure he would be able to walk straight once he had to go back home.

He felt Angel’s fingers trail his sides, the toy no longer vibrating inside of him as he caught his breath.

Chest still heaving, he raised his hands to cup Angel’s cheeks. He smiled.

“Wanna… wanna fuck me behind the counter next time?”

Angel’s grin was wide and sharp.

“Ya bet I do.”

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