Angel’s eyes followed Lucifer as he flew up the Christmas tree, carefully placing the topper at its very top. His smile was so wide it lit up his whole face.

As he lowered himself back to the floor, folding his wings against his back, Angel couldn’t help but want to reach out and snatch him up. Had he not had too much eggnog left in his mug, he actually might have, but he was pretty sure he would spill it all over both himself and Lucifer if he did.

 

Just as Lucifer was about to pass him, Angel called out to him. “Hey, sweetcheeks?”

Lucifer stopped, eyes turning toward Angel. “Yes?”

“Why the holly?”

Reaching up to brush his fingers against the twig of holly attached to his santa hat, Lucifer looked a little confused. Angel took a sip of his eggnog to hide his smile behind it. Cute. “It’s Christmas?”

“Why didn’t ya make it mistletoe?”

Lucifer laughed, shaking his head. “Oh, please, who here would even want to kiss me to warrant it?”

“Why’d ya think I’m asking?”

“Oh?” For a long moment, Lucifer just stared up at him, until finally, his eyes grew wide with realisation. “Oh!”

 

Angel giggled into his mug, glad that he had already swallowed what he’d just drunk before realisation dawned on Lucifer. He might’ve choked on it otherwise. He watched Lucifer tug at the bow around his neck, face growing a pretty, golden hue.

“I suppose… one kiss couldn’t hurt?”

Angel felt excitement thrum inside him, making a grin split his lips. “Oh, it definitely couldn’t.”

After another moment of consideration, Lucifer raised his hand to his hat, and with a tiny tug to the holly, a small poof of red sparkles transformed it into a twig of mistletoe, green leaves and white berries and all, tied with a red ribbon right below the apple.

 

“Alright.” With a flap of his wings, he raised himself up to Angel’s height. He held up a finger. “One kiss.”

“With tongue?”

He watched in delight as Lucifer’s cheeks brightened. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, here.”

Angel shrugged a shoulder. “Was worth a shot.”

Lucifer let out a quiet chuckle at that, before he rested his hands on Angel’s shoulders. Angel cupped his cheeks, meeting his eyes. As he leaned forward, he pressed his lips to Lucifer’s.

His lips were warm, soft against his. He felt his hands squeeze his shoulders, leaning into the touch. It ended far too soon, Lucifer pulling back a fraction. Angel didn’t miss the way he quickly glanced down toward his lips, before meeting his eyes again, cheeks turning a brighter gold. Angel grinned, thumbs brushing the apple red marks on his cheeks.

In the short time it took him to blink, Lucifer leaned in closer. He felt the gentle press of Lucifer’s lips against his own, making his heart skip a beat. It lasted mere seconds, before Lucifer withdrew again.

 

Angel couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him. “I thought ya said just one.”

Lucifer glanced to the side, eyes catching on his own reflection in one of the baubles hanging off the tree. “I uh… I changed my mind.”

Angel pulled him closer by the grip on his cheeks, nose almost touching Lucifer’s face as his grin widened. “Did ya change your mind to ‘two’ or is a third on the table?”

“I may be… open to another.”

A third of Angel’s arms looped around Lucifer’s waist, pulling him closer, his last hand still holding on to his mug. If he spilled his drink at this point, he didn’t really care. “So… about that tongue?”

The question made Lucifer laugh, his small nod making Angel’s excitement grow. He pulled Lucifer flush against him, holding him there. He felt Lucifer’s wings brush his sleeve.

As he leaned forward this time, he watched Lucifer’s eyes slip shut.

 

Maybe if he asked nicely, Lucifer would be willing to give him a fourth kiss.

Maybe even a fifth.

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