As Lucifer pulled his legs up onto the couch, he stared into the TV screen. Angel had put on some movie he’d suggested watching, only for him to go get snacks a moment later. Apparently he’d seen it before though.

Lucifer on the other hand, hadn’t.

 

He pulled his sweater down over his knees, all the way down to cover his hooves. Soon, his arms left their sleeves, wrapping around his legs, his chin propped up on his knees.

He feared he’d already lost track of the plot, but he really liked the colours, the way they had lit everything. He found himself focusing more on that than the actors, missing what they were saying half the time.

 

At the sound of an amused snort, he looked away from the screen.

Angel stood there with arms full of soda, crisps and glasses, looking down at him.

“Did ya turn into an egg?”

 

Lucifer watched him put everything down on the table in front of them, sinking down into the seat beside him.

“Just for a moment- hey, what are you doing?”

He could feel Angel lean in behind him, taking a hold of his sleeves. As he looked over his shoulder, he was pretty sure he was tying them into a bow (or as close to one as the length of them would allow).

“How am I supposed to do anything now?”

Angel laughed, leaning closer, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Mm, I was thinkin’ by strippin’. Or ya could just be at my mercy.”

 

Lucifer smiled as he felt another few kisses pressed to his cheeks. “Kiss me on the mouth, already.”

“What, this not enough for ya?”

Angel pressed an obnoxiously loud kiss to his cheek, making Lucifer laugh.

“You know it’s not.”

“You’re not the only one who gets to be a tease,” Angel said, grin widening as he met Lucifer’s eye. Lucifer yelped as he felt himself get pulled off the couch and into Angel’s lap.

“Hey, now.”

“What, got a problem?”

Lucifer felt his face grow hot as he felt Angel wrap his arms around him. His body was so warm, his fur soft as he rested his cheek against his own. No, he didn’t mind this very much, after all.

 

He unfurled his tail, looping it around them both to poke Angel in the cheek.

“You know you’re gonna have to feed me if you keep me like this.”

“Oh no, how terrible.” He could feel Angel’s laugh against his back. “Or maybe I’ll just keep all the snacks for myself.”

“Hey, that’s rude!”

“Never said I wasn’t.”

 

Lucifer huffed an amused laugh, leaning his head against Angel’s shoulder. His eyes found the TV again. The screen was filled with pinks and blues and spring green. Pretty.

He turned his head, watching Angel for a moment, until he finally caught his eye.

“Will you kiss me properly now?”

Angel tapped his finger against his cheek for a moment, as if in consideration. Then, he smiled.

 

Shifting his grip around him, he leaned in close. His lips ghosted Lucifer’s, teasing. Dragging the moment out until he could see the impatience in Lucifer’s eyes.

Only then did he lean in the rest of the way. His lips were soft and warm, tasting like the drinks he’d brought them.

Lucifer leaned into it, eyes slipping shut. He could feel the vibrations of his purrs in his throat.

Even with all the teasing, maybe he’d stay tied up like this a little longer. He could think of more than one thing he could do without the use of his arms, after all.

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