As hands pulled at his hair, the sound of their beating hearts mingled with the sound of one of Angel’s playlists. Lucifer had somehow been convinced to listen to some human-made music that was newer than the early 1900s, and honestly? He didn’t find it quite as bad as he had thought he would.

But maybe that had more to do with the situation at hand than the music itself. The touch of Angel’s lips against his own could make almost any situation better, he was sure.

Angel’s teeth nipped at his lip before he started to move lower, unbuttoning Lucifer’s shirt to press his lips to his skin. Lucifer’s hands squeezed the couch cushion tighter as he felt Angel’s teeth dig into his hip, Angel’s fingers unbuttoning his slacks.

 

As Angel started to pull them down, they heard the door open. Eyes locking, they froze as they heard Charlie’s voice. “Hey dad, did you want to join-” She cut herself off. “Angel?”

Well, shit.

Angel popped his head out from the backrest of the couch, and Lucifer wished he’d made the couch longer after all. Maybe then, Angel would have been able to be fully hidden behind it.

“Didn’t you say you had to work?” Charlie asked, and as he could hear her stepping into the room, Lucifer could feel his face grow hot. “Have you seen my dad? I thought he’d be in here.”

“Yeah, I got off early.” Angel trailed the bare skin on Lucifer’s stomach, Lucifer’s tail wrapping around his wrist. To stop him or to keep him close, Lucifer wasn’t really sure. “Thought I’d just wind down for a while.”

“Sure! I’m holding bonding exercises in about an hour if you want to join.”

As her footsteps receded, Lucifer heaved a sigh of relief, until-

“Wait. Why’re you in my dad’s room, anyway?”

“Uuuhh…”

Angel’s eyes darted down to meet Lucifer’s for only a fraction of a second, but it was still long enough for Charlie to know that something was up.

“Angel?”

She stepped closer again, footsteps coming around the side of the couch. Angel mouthed a quiet <i>’sorry’</i> down at Lucifer.

Lucifer’s eyes turned, meeting Charlie’s.

Lucifer’s face grew more and more golden by the second.

“Dad? What are you doing?”

Lucifer’s half-undressed state didn’t really leave her wondering for long. It seemed to dawn on her even as she was in the middle of her question.

Charlie didn’t seem to know where to rest her eyes, letting them dart around the room. “Wow. Uh. Well, I’ll just…” She fidgeted with her fingers until she finally took a deep breath. “Okay. I’m just gonna leave you two to do… that, and uh.”

She paused as she stared at Lucifer’s tail where it was still wrapped around Angel’s wrist for a second. Her face grew hot.

“You’re both still welcome to join us when you’re… done.”

 

She quickly made her way out of the room, the sound of the door closing snapping Lucifer out of his stupor.

He buried his face in his hands, groaning. “Please God, kill me now…”

Angel laughed. “Hey, it wasn’t that bad, she coulda come here like, five minutes later.”

Lucifer pressed his hands harder against his face. “Don’t make me think about that.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Angel’s fingers traced the teeth marks he’d left on Lucifer’s hip a mere minute ago. “Did that kill the mood?”

Lucifer nodded. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Angel flopped down on top of him, making Lucifer grunt at the impact. “We can do it when ya feel it again.”

He propped his head up on his hands, looking down at Lucifer’s face. “Wanna cuddle til we go down there?”

“I’d like that, yes.”

Angel rested his head on Lucifer’s chest, white hair tickling an apple-red cheek. Angel smiled as he felt Lucifer’s arms wrap around him, pulling him close.

He let his eyes slip closed, falling asleep to the sound of Lucifer trying to hum along to a song he had never heard before.

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