Dan fell on his ass but at least everything was soft.

Beam me up, Scotty. Or down. Something.

Lucifer's wings functioned as a shield for Dan and Chloe against the visual effects of Celestial Flight Airlines, but his stomach still wasn't too thrilled about it. Nor was his head or pretty much anything else, really. Vertigo and nausea swept him, stuffing itself into every nerve he had before it slowly started to retreat to merely something along the lines of an eggbeater making hay out of his inner ears.

Chloe had a firmer grip on Lucifer to begin with, but her muscles turned to jelly as well, and she slumped next to Dan, off-center on the huge bed. She breathed out with a huff, leaning on him for support, then flopped back, holding her forehead as her blood rushed around her body. She'd been on a few carnival rides that were more harrowing, but not many. "That. What was that, exactly?"

If she said anything before that sentence, Dan had missed it. He barely registered the weight of other bodies in the bed with him. What he didn't expect was a lack of panic. He just experienced something normally reserved for sci-fi and all he wanted to do now (as soon as he felt recovered) was pin the handsome, scruffy angel to the bed and have his way with him. Thoroughly.

Lucifer put his wings away with a wince and a rough sounding flutter, reaching a hand out to stroke Chloe, who happened to be closer to him. "I guess I'm used to just taking Maze alone. She's well acquainted with it and doesn't bother complaining about the rigours of angelic transportation." Dan watched him place his warm palm flat on her stomach without any weight behind it and she immediately sucked in a deeper, calmer breath, filling her lungs and slowly blowing it out. He left it there a bit longer, watching her. "How's that, love?"

She nodded gratefully. Dan envied her ability to move her head without feeling like throwing up. Or at least appearing that way. She closed her eyes. "That would have been amazing back when I was in my first trimester."

He looked a hair uncomfortable about that. "I doubt you would have let me near you then."

Dan glanced over, playfully. "I know I wouldn't have. I may have been overzealously protective."

Lucifer sat down, wedging himself between the two of them and placing his other wide palm on Dan's middle, careful not to shove him over sideways or back. Warm fingers barely put weight on his abdomen, just enough to make solid contact with his body. The hand slithered along to his solar plexus and rested there a moment. Dan felt easing warmth releasing some of his tension. The acid in his esophagus retreated, burning but clearing. With some sort of outside willpower or force or something, the nausea abated to nothing. "Okay, maybe I would have." He leaned his head between his knees, breathing carefully and swallowing bile back down his throat. "Do you normally fly around, uh, non-demons? People?"

His long fingers relaxed, moving in a slow, soothing circle and pulling back his power as Dan's color returned to healthy pink instead of alien green. "Here and there. Moreso in the past when travel was less convenient. Perhaps it's the distance. Or the occupancy. Perhaps I'm not rated for more than one passenger at a time." He added a small smile with his joke, worried about their state.

The heat from Lucifer's palm, resting delicately, made him warmer elsewhere. Dan crossed his legs and brought his head up, testing. It was much, much better. Right this second, totally worth the teleportation trick. Holy shit. I was just moved inter-dimensionally by the Devil. He pulled Lucifer in for a slow kiss, his head clear again, even better than before maybe. A becoming-very-familiar grin bloomed under his lips, sending tingles down his spine. Chloe smiled from where she lay on her back, caressing one long thigh on the opposite side of Lucifer's body. "I don't know about a passenger limitation. I bet you can handle more than one seating arrangement." She undid one of her buttons and laced her fingers through his on her stomach, then moved both their hands into her shirt to touch smooth, bare skin below her ribs. She shifted her grip to hold the back of his hand where it rested, stroking and squeezing.

Dan returned Lucifer's addictive joyful grin between kisses, the touch of his slightly smaller spread hand to his chest and pushing him back and down, next to Chloe, their fingers touching under her blouse. She propped her other arm under her head, getting up a bit so they both leaned on him. She kissed his temple, his cheek, slow and soft. Dan settled himself, bracing his knees outside Lucifer's ribs, sitting back on his hips. The guy still had his suit jacket on, but didn't seem overly inclined to get up again just yet to remove it, and Dan didn't intend to let him up, yet. "How are you?"

Lucifer shifted, an arm a little trapped by his side under his right which was across his body and touching Chloe. His fingers were still free enough to play with Dan's thigh. He gave a kind of full-body shrug. "I'll be fine shortly. You understand I really don't want to make a habit of you two having to figuratively lick my wounds."

Him lying there like this was doing things to Dan's jeans. He put it aside for the moment but it was hard. No pun intended. Mostly. "Why not? We're pretty good at it. You deserve a little special attention. I believe we can help you heal, if only with grooming."

He rolled his eyes. "I've been taking care of my own needs for ages."

"Shush. You're due to have someone help with your needs." Inspiration struck him as he looked down at his friend and lover. "You're my sub tonight. Tell me what you need from me."

The answering, slightly shaky, intake of breath told him he was on the right track. His eyes came up on him, dark and full of desire and it was like the first time all over again. Dan shuddered involuntarily, pleasantly under that gaze. A building response under his ass wasn't helping his ability to focus. When did another man wanting to fuck me become such a turn on? And can I just go with 'the Devil made me do it'? Lucifer grinned at him cheekily, full of want, fully aware of the various responses he inspired.

"You."

Focus, Dan, he's hurting. And good at hiding it. "Later. What else?"

Chloe snuggled against Lucifer and wiggled her legs. A thump behind him announced her shoes being slid off and hitting the ground. That did things to his jeans as well. He took a deeper breath, resisting the urge to just lay down across him - them, and start ripping Lucifer's fancy clothes off. He fought down his rising blush - among rising other things - for the moment, in favor of using his free hands to soothingly rub Lucifer's stomach the way that had just been done to him, only longer, with slower strokes. And obviously, a distinct lack of supernatural abilities.

He wasn't fooling any of them. Not with Lucifer eyeing his tenting pants. The beringed hand left Chloe to touch both Dan's legs, smoothing up his thighs. "A little recovery time to heal. Your company, both of you. A little attention would be an excellent way to pass the time."

Dan turned his hands over, brushing knuckles over his chest. "I get the feeling you need more than that."

Lucifer breathed under him, his eyes falling shut again for a moment and just being. With them. Maybe some of it was simple hesitation but Dan welcomed the company all the same. Chloe, lying down, rested her head against his, and they all just listened to the silence for a few well, blessed, moments. His chest rose and fell like he could be anyone else, his pulse beating under their hands.

The Devil toed off his shoes too, gently kicking them off the bed to join Chloe's with a heavy sound. Thank Whoever invented men's slip on shoes. He reached back and took off his own with his fingers, tossing them off and returning his hands to the man under him.

Chloe's slender fingers reached between his hands, sliding into Lucifer's shirt and slipped one button free, then another. Dan's fingers went inside, lightly touching his toned abs. He very deliberately didn't make it sexual, keeping his hands above Lucifer's belt. For now. Chloe popped another button, kissing one black eyebrow. "You're going to tell us what you really need right now, or-" She pursed her lips.

The eyebrow arched. "Or what? You're aware of my history with ultimatums, I trust?"

She huffed a sigh. "I want to help. We want to help. And yeah, you could just do it all yourself, but when has that ever been fun for you? You probably want to be up and ready for your adoring fans tonight. That's going to be hard with you looking like a dirty dishrag."

He responded by twitching a bit. "What if I don't want to be an imposition?"

The female detective kissed his cheek. "What if we said you aren't? Besides, we're off work for the rest of the day, what better way to spend it?"

A grumble rolled under Dan from Lucifer's throat. "What's the 'or'?"

Dan grinned, massaging heating muscles under the palms of his hands. "Or, you don't get sexed up. Just touched. And snuggled. And cuddled. Until you do."

Lucifer groaned. "And they call me evil."

He ducked down to kiss him. "None of that. No one here is calling you evil. They have no claim on you. I suppose I don't either, but I want to." Dan half expected to be tossed off the bed for being possessive. When he wasn't, he added, "you aren't evil."

Devil hips wriggled under him, emphasizing his entendre. "You say that now."

"Hmm," Dan kissed him again. "You're good. To us. To the people around you. I'm glad I'm in your life. Your lives. Sharing this." He pulled up, keeping a bit of space, taking full advantage of the fact that Lucifer's hands were basically trapped, even if a thumb was doing distracting things to his knee. He tugged the dress shirt free from under the trousers, pulling apart the bottom-most button. He put his fingers back on skin like they were freezing and Lucifer was a pair of heated gloves. "You need to be taken care of too. Even if you don't want to be. Especially because you don't want to be. You deserve to be. I don't know what's going on downstairs but I somehow doubt it's your fault."

Sigh. "It may be. It requires looking into."

Chloe's hand joined both of his, touching his chest and stomach. She kissed his ear softly. "You don't have to take care of yourself alone, Luce. How are you actually feeling?"

He grunted, but relaxed slightly. "Everything is going to be-"

She plinked his stomach with her thumb and forefinger. "Not later, idiot, now."

"Ow." Lucifer looked a bit like a hurt puppy. She didn't let up her worried gaze, stroking his middle where she flicked him, but going neither higher nor lower. "Well?"

He rolled his eyes dramatically, but tilted his head to get closer to her chest. "I'm uncomfortable, alright? Usually I just wait it out until I heal, eventually, the wings naturally shed debris or dirt and foreign material until they're clean again. It didn't usually matter anyway, with all the perpetual ash in Hell."

Dan's hands stilled briefly, then moved again, smoothing along the muscles over his ribs, then moving down to take apart his leather belt, pulling it free with a slight assisting arch of the body below him, pressing up under Dan. "Good start." He leaned in to kiss the middle of his chest, skin bare from trousers to neck now. His fingers went up Lucifer's sides, nerves almost tingling in anticipation. Dan leaned up and pulled off his own shirt with a smooth motion that left Chloe echoing Lucifer's low growl. He stilled his flush again, or tried to. "So, no Hell here, no ash, what works best? A shower?"

Lucifer shivered under deft fingers, pleased with how much progress his newer lover was making. "The tub. The entire floor of the bathroom can be flooded and drained, up to an inch or two of water. There's a stiff waterproof barrier just inside the door that can be inserted into the frame, the whole thing is watertight up to three inches but it's really just for deep cleaning. It's come in handy in the past, makes it easy to, well, make a huge mess without worrying about it overmuch. There's a rug in there, make sure you remove it first, obviously, as it hides the floor drain under normal bathing circumstances."

Dan dropped to kiss him again, sucking on his lower lip. He had to shift his hips back to make room for skin to skin contact. Chloe pulled his jacket and shirt fully open. She had leaned up enough to take off her own shirt, then lay back down. Dan slid off to the other side, longways, pressed up against him where his clothes were apart. She still had a black bra on, her otherwise bare torso aligned with his body. Her breasts pushed together sideways and the move gave her a very nice cleavage. She reached up to tug one strap off her higher shoulder. And grinned slyly when she noticed both sets of eyes on her. "Help?"

Lucifer had one arm free now, but it was on her side, so Dan reached over him, behind her, and unlatched her one-handed with a quick pinch and a smile. Lucifer tried to wiggle free of his shirt and jacket, but he was well squished by the other two. He made a small noise of complaint.

Dan and Chloe's free arms crossed each other to rest on him, touching him. She kissed the side of his neck, and Dan got the other, heating skin under his lips. By unspoken mutual agreement, they snuggled him into submission. Skin to skin contact sent a pleasant buzz through Dan, one he suspected echoed through them. Even Lucifer closed his eyes, accepting companionship. He twitched once and lay still again, unable to resist saying, "this isn't how my three-ways normally go."

Chloe's fingers slid under the band of his trousers, but only lightly, touching his hip bone. She smiled against his neck. "Get used to new normals, buddy. And who said you're getting sexed up just yet?"

A sigh escaped him, again. "Well, if I must put up with just snogging, I can at least make it nicer for me." He sneakily caught one of Chloe's bra cups in his teeth and pulled it away from her. She mock-gasped. Dan helped mostly remove it, and it got squished down between her and Lucifer, still looped over her other shoulder. She mmmm'd against his cheek, settling again, pressed close. Dan returned his hand to Lucifer's side, palm in, setting it to brush his knuckles on Chloe's stomach. Her fingers extended to touch his belly, sending a new thrill through him.

He mouthed at Lucifer's scruff on his side, then kissed him at the corner of slyly playful lips. Chloe joined him, kissing the other corner of his smile, then Dan, back down again. Dark eyes flicked between the two. "Did you two plan this?"

Chloe answered, "nope. Well, not exactly. We thought you were going to end up doing something stupid, plus we knew you were already having issues that made a mess in my living room. Which reminds me, the cleaners called while you were off in the woods. It got in the vents. The whole place has to be cleaned, which means I'm staying here for a few days, at minimum."

The dark eyes narrowed, flicking to Dan and back. "And the spawn?"

"Trixie will either have to stay with Dan, or… They stay here too."

He half-grumped. "You're aware there are no doors in here, yes?"

"My period is due to start any hour now, so you and Dan can go find a guest room while Trixie's here. It's that or you put up with no sex and my cramps for a week without any extra company."

Dan grinned at his expression. It didn't hurt his feelings that he had far more experience in this area than Lucifer. Many were the nights of re-warming a hot water bottle or making a late night run for heat patches. "Having second thoughts?"

"Never. I do have guest rooms on other floors. I'm trying to remember which are occupied. I think Maze leased out a floor recently. You know, Chloe, orgasms are extremely helpful with cramping."

"Which is why I sometimes masturbate then. That doesn't mean I feel sexy when I'm doing it." At his odd expression, she waved vaguely at Dan. "Guys do it all the time just for stress relief. We never talk about it, but you must do it more often after we started dating and you got laid less."

"Darling, of course I do. But if you think I'm not milking fantasies of you for all they're worth…"

She blushed. "Seriously? With your spank bank?"

"Well. You aren't always alone in them." He shrugged and grinned. "Why, how full of assets is your bank?"

Don't ask me, don't ask me.

She blushed more. "You shouldn't ask a girl that!"

His face definitely read that he was coming back to the subject. "Oh, well, Daniel?"

Frack. "Uh. Six from Battlestar?"

"Hmm. I'm more of a Katee fan. Anyone else?"

"I kind of have a thing for leggy blonde women. And blue eyes. Can't say I know what I like in men, but it's running pretty hard to the other end of the spectrum." He felt himself turning red, trying to come up with a way to admit out loud the man he lay next to was, well, insanely handsome, with amazing legs. "If I had to actually pick? A guy? Uhm. Hell, I don't know, Keanu?"

Lucifer smiled. "Not a bad choice. He's actually very good for a human. Well above average, humble, movies aren't awful. Most of them. Easy to talk to. Not hard on the eyes either."

Chloe thought about it. "I can see that. Not quite on my list though."

"Detective! You have a list? Want some help with it?"

"Oh my- no. It's just for fun, and you've probably slept with them already anyway. Hemsworth?"

"You might be surprised how busy their lives are. So no. Plus he's married. That might not get in my way, but you're no homewrecker. But I want to hear more about Dan's newly rearranged list."

Dan wasn't done blushing. "Right, of course you've met him. Uhm? Did you…?"

"Nope, didn't sleep with him either. Also completely believed me when I met him, by the way. I should see how he's doing these days."

Chloe shook her head. "You talk to him often? Did you do a favor trade?"

"Moreso than if I had slept with him, oddly. And yes, but I don't really talk about favors without the other person present. Nothing sordid. Do you want an introduction, Daniel?"

Chloe laughed but Dan felt himself blushing. Again. "Uh." Well, I guess I'm officially bi, just in case the Devil doesn't count one way or the other, with all the mojo. The actor had a similar build too, come to think of it, dark haired and dark eyes, dancer-graceful with a lean build.

Lucifer grinned from his prone position, sensing his lover's mind wandering. "Oh, Daniel, not so random pick after all. Well, don't worry, I've decided I don't want to share you, were he available. Present company excluded."

Chloe touched his hand lightly where he rested his on Lucifer's torso, the warmth from the blush trading places with something else. She kissed Lucifer's shoulder. "Good."

Lucifer took advantage of the lull, extracting his hands and raising them over his head suggestively, gripping the headboard. "So, what's this about being your sub, Daniel?"

Chloe played with coiffed hair from under her pillow, enjoying the idea for about three seconds before remembering why they were here. "Hey, how hurt are you?"

Lucifer opened his mouth then reconsidered his first response when Chloe poised her other fingers to pinch him in a very sensitive spot inside his pants. He grumbled, but not much. "Not so badly that we don't have time for a round of fun before fixing me up?"

Dan playfully darted down and nipped his jaw. "Is that a question or an answer?"

The entire body under them flinched but Dan felt only a little bad. He glared at Dan, but it didn't have much heat. "Gah! Answer! I promise I'm not currently suffering pain, loves."

He licked the spot on in the scruff, kissing and soothing, short black hair scraping his tongue pleasantly. "No?"

He sighed. "No. As long as my wings are tucked away, they're only...itchy when wounded. The discomfort will get worse but for the next few hours I'm perfectly fine, as long as I don't have to use them."

Dan pulled up again. "So, you aren't endangering yourself right now by putting it off?"

Another sigh. He seemed full of them. "Maze is on her way back - if Michael suddenly barges through my door, intent with murder on his mind, there's little I could do to stop him anyway, even were I at full strength. Nor would Maze truly be that effective, for that matter. Anyone short of him - well, I am an archangel, one of four last I checked."

Chloe kissed his neck again. "What does that mean anyway?"

"It means that when I spar with Amenadiel, I pull my punches. He couldn't win against me even when he was at full power. I merely humored him whenever he came to collect me and send me back to Hell, mostly because if I didn't, someone else would come down and kick my sweet arse. Again, probably. Arriving back in Hell with the snot beat out of me, well, I don't heal as fast there."

Dan looked at Chloe and they both looked angry, but not at him. He was leaving something out as usual, but they left it for now. Lucifer was being more open than he ever really was usually and Dan thought that should be rewarded. He popped the button and closure on Lucifer's trousers, settling down again and nuzzling a warm neck. Chloe huffed a little sigh, joining him, sliding her hand down to help with the zipper, opening him up to her.

The breath that came out of him was a different kind of intense sigh, full of longing. She grasped him, her fist closing around his filling length before Dan thought to, followed by scooting up on her butt to run kisses down his chest to navel. She reached up and unlatched Dan's jeans without looking, and he returned the favor, kissing the top of her head at the same time.

Lucifer tugged her pants and underwear down, urging her out of them quickly and guiding her hips over his face. Her eyelids fluttered when she grabbed for Dan's jeans and felt supple Devil lips and tongue on her. She blinked and pointed at his pants from all fours. "Take those off. And his."

He didn't need to be told twice.

Her spread legs turned her ass into a perfect, beautiful heart shape, her muscles twitching gently with Lucifer's skilled mouth. Lucifer's hands came up over her sides, stroking her back, down her spine. Somehow he'd gotten out of his jacket but he still had the shirt on, restrained by buttoned cuffs. Lucifer bit the backs of her thighs. His fingers trailed on her hips and lower as she bent her head down. Watching his lover behind her made such a lovely view, Dan forgot he, himself was even there at all until she surged at him and her lips engulfed him, kissing his hot tip and taking him deeper, a forearm braced on his knees outside Lucifer's legs. Her free hand cupped his hot balls. She stroked lightly, then moved her fingers to Lucifer, her mouth still on Dan, around his cock, inches from Lucifers, her chin bumping it.

Dan groaned, sucked his fingers, working up saliva. Warm and wet, he assisted Chloe, moving their hands in sliding rhythm on him. He grew harder under the shared grip, sucking in a hard, sharp breath.

Small moans gave way to short gasps. Her body gave a jerk and a shudder, Lucifer's fingers teased her, lying back, waiting patiently for her mouth to be done with him. Her lips on Dan stuttered, hummed. Dan pulled her hair bun out a few strands at a time until it came loose to fall over one shoulder, tickling his thighs. Lucifer expertly applied a cleaning wipe behind her not even caring or wondering where he got it from right now, and her breath hitched at the focused intent behind it. She sighed and let Lucifer pull, her hips moving back, flattening over Lucifer's face as she let her legs lower and spread out. Her mouth let go of Dan with a soft wet sucking pop, moving to her other lover, changing out her grip to stroke Dan instead as her lips left him. He missed her mouth immediately but couldn't fault the view.

He took over himself after several long, delightful steady strokes and pulled Lucifer's knees up, one at a time, spreading the legs over his hips. Chloe snaked her freed hand low, under Lucifer with her thumb and fingers, just touching. She dripped saliva down his cock and it slid lower around her fingers. Her blue eyes flicked up at him over her tight lips and darker Devil shaft and Dan shivered, his chest full and hot. He added his hand to her fingers, thumbing through short black curls. If anyone had told him he'd enjoy fondling another man's balls while his ex sucked that man's cock, he wouldn't have given it much credence. Not even taking into consideration the whole Devil thing. His own throbbed with burning desire as he shoved it down in better position, straining against his grip.

She couldn't quite be centered over his hips and be fully engaged by Lucifer's talented face, or she'd be giving Dan more oral attention.

Lucifer made noises against Chloe, reached out and passed Dan the bottle of lube from somewhere nearby. Dan uncapped it and got Chloe's attention. "Want to help?"

Chloe let go with her mouth, glancing back to ask, "What do I do?"

From behind her, Lucifer's voice sounded thick. "Just...play. whatever strikes you. Hmmm." Chloe was pushed forward a bit again with his face, moving back behind her. Between licks and kisses he said, "Like this? With your fingers?"

She gasped an, "oh!". The reposition gave her a deeper angle on his cock with her mouth.

They both played a bit. Chloe writhed when Lucifer pushed into her backside with his tongue. She kissed down his length, touching and pressing along him. Dan's impatient cock waited until he felt better about the amount of lube applied, the sounds coming out of Lucifer edging toward delighted, relaxing into it. Dan went slowly this time, with small passes and circles of his fingers first, the head of his cock applying pressure and letting up, teasing. His and Chloe's hands touched a few times. She wasn't ready to do to Lucifer what was being done to her ass, but she explored, her smaller fingers pressed lightly, listening to sounds of pleasure coming from behind her. She reached to grip Dan a few times too. Dan replaced her fingers with his, gently, beginning to insert one, watching it disappear into him.

Lucifer moaned. Chloe's breath hitched, her eyes closed, sinking. "Oh...oh...Luce." Her pink lips parted lightly. "Oh my Devil…" Lucifer's shoulder moved, his hand under her, stroking her slit in time with his tongue.

Dan rested the head of his hard dick against Lucifer's ass, testing, pressing and teasing. He went for a second finger and it earned him a luxurious moan. Chloe leaned over and licked up his shaft, Lucifer's nestled wetly between her breasts. She pulled back again to suck him, distracting him from any discomfort he might have. She watched Dan greedily.

Dan applied extra lube to himself, glowing under her hungry eyes. "How are you, Luce?"

Lucifer's voice came out a little muffled from his activities. "Ride me already."

Chloe switched to a hand, letting go with her lips so she could better watch Lucifer's eager ass accept him. Dan withdrew his slick fingers and moved as slow as he could hold himself, hips tense, supporting Lucifer's gorgeous hips. The Devil hissed a moan. Chloe held herself from pushing harder into his face.

"Okay?"

A gasp followed by, "it's a little different than just Chloe being near. Love, I hope you peg me sometime soon so I can compare." He immediately reapplied his tongue between her cheeks.

Dan pushed his hips in, plunging to inhaled breath from them both. He was tight and tense. He was so focused on not hurting Lucifer he couldn't relax at all. Then there was Chloe, pulling his face down, kissing him hard. She touched them where they connected and Lucifer bucked a little. She stroked Dan where he wasn't yet fully in, and he unwound, practically falling into his lovers. He kissed her hungrily. Lucifer did something to her ass that made her gasp into Dan's mouth and bite his lip lightly. She stilled, breathing hard, her hand clutching the back of his head, almost too hard. They kissed again, both very, very distracted. She moaned hard against his lips, her tongue sweeping his.

Lucifer hummed, pleased as Dan grew harder with need inside him, stretching him in delicious ways, his pulse beating counterpoint to Dan's hard throbbing shaft.

Dan had to ask about her interesting response, somehow distracting enough from the hot squeezing going on that did wonderful things to his cock. "Chlo?"

She slumped, the top of her head pressed hard in the middle of Dan's chest for support. "I think my ass just came."

He couldn't stop himself from asking; "that's a thing?"

Lucifer made a noise, his fingers still stroking her clit. "You feel lovely, Daniel, feel free to pick up the pace, if you like. And bloody hell, yes, that's a thing. I have so many fun techniques to teach you both."

Dan swallowed hard.

She spoke again, breathing hard. "New one for me. Fuck. And yeah, I can still feel it. Damn." She must have opened her eyes again while looking down because she added a throaty, "oh….damn it to fuck, that's hot."

Dan increased his speed a little, holding onto his hips, pumping harder. Chloe planted another kiss on Dan, moved to suck on Lucifer a bit more, tilting her face to not be too much in the way. She gave one last lingering suck, and pulled up and back, holding herself up against the headboard so she wouldn't suffocate Lucifer. He took a cleaning wipe to his face before biting between her legs again, tasting her folds. Dan faltered, watching Chloe's face as Lucifer's fingers and lips slowly undid her, chasing her clitoral orgasm next. Her jaw dropped, her abs tensed.

Dan took over working Lucifer's cock with long strokes.

Lucifer's throat and face worked under her, his tongue just peeking out between her spread lips, wet and glistening. A bit of saliva escaped the corner of his mouth. She threw her head back, arms out and hands gripping pillows. Hard. The sounds of need he pulled from her throat brought him incredibly close. She panted, coming hard on his face with a number of noises that might have been variations of "Lucifer", rocking her hips over him, gasping for breath. He hoped she looked like that for him. For as many more times as she'd let him try.

Lucifer clenched around him. Chloe carefully rolled off and lay on her back, her feet near his head. She reached over and stroked his abs, flushed in the face, her head by their hips. She kissed Dan's knee, just watching.

Dan repositioned, bent to kiss Lucifer, breathing hard, Chloe's hot taste lingering sweetly on his breath. He braced himself and drove his hips harder. It was Lucifer's turn to twist up the sheets under his fingers. Dan tried very hard to maintain any kind of steady rhythm. Skin began to stick between them and Lucifer bit his lip, pushing back against Dan for more depth. He groaned, the sound strumming through his whole hard body. "Just like that, Daniel." The thrill redoubled, centering the universe on bringing him to the peak of pleasure.

His breath came hot and fast and low. Every part of skin touching skin was glorious, the man under him begging for release. He bent to his ear, nipping. "You want more?"

"Yes, Daniel. Please."

It nearly undid him, but he would be damned if he finished first and left Lucifer hanging. It became impossible to concentrate as Lucifer shut his eyes and let himself move with Dan, shoved into the silk sheets, nearly to the headboard, his heels digging into Dan's hips, pulling him in harder and deeper with every thrust, every hard breath out a faint replication of his name. Lucifer's previously perfect eyeliner was badly smeared in several directions and Dan imagined matching black smudges decorating the backs of Chloe's thighs. He kissed it. He arched, tensing together.

Chloe touched herself, trying for another peak.

He tried to concentrate on the tension in his lover's face, lips softly parted. Those endlessly dark eyes came up on him and he almost lost it again, demanding and not at the same time. The rhythm was so good. Everything was so good. Lucifer's hands on his back, his ass, his body. Dan applied his teeth and lips to the side of the neck under him. He tasted sweat and salt and need.

Lucifer abruptly painted his stomach with a breaking burst of pulsing reward and a deep groan just a few strokes before he let go himself, gloriously hot and balls deep. He pumped them through several hard orgasm contractions, Lucifer's legs limply falling away from Dan's ribs, sticky with sweat.

Dan propped himself up after a minute or maybe it was forever, collecting his breath, with hot sticky fluid pooling between them, more threatening escape around his softening dick. He was so sensitized he didn't want to even pull out.

Lying here, he felt Lucifer already swelling up again in his fist. "Seriously?"

Lucifer kissed his chin. "Darling, have you met me? Shall I introduce myself?"

Chloe giggled.

"Maybe later, Mephistopheles. I need recovery time."

Chloe kissed them both. "Shower time?" but she watched them with heavy lidded eyes, not wanting to move, or for them to, looking spent and satisfied and beautiful tangled up in each other.

Lucifer cast her a saucy look from under Dan. "Would you like another ride, Detective? I have a seat available, once Daniel moves. And this shirt really needs to come off."

She giggled. "Only if we switch. I don't think I can hold myself up."

"Mmm. I can manage that."

She felt warm, renewed arousal. "Think you can make me come again, Feathers?"

"Daniel?"

"Hmmmmm?"

"I do believe the lady would like me to fuck her now."

"Hmmmm." Dan rolled off, lying flat on his back, lazily, limbs twitchy. "'Kay. But I wanna touch you more after that."

Lucifer swung his legs over to cover her, kissing her thoroughly. She sort of got her legs around him and just held on like she had mounted a running horse. He lined up, plunging deeply into her in one stroke, wet and full. Chloe moaned his name, the depth surprisingly welcome even after the other peaks. She threw her arms around his waist, catching a look of near rapture from Dan watching them. He filled her with heat and need and want.

He withdrew enough to ride his cock head just over her g-spot, occasionally attaining full depth, but concentrating on her sensitive area just inside her. It felt incredible, the glorious line right between wanting him to fill her completely and having. She wasn't really expecting another orgasm after the other two, but it crept in like a sneaking cat, upon her before she barely noticed, a rolling soft pulse that left her boneless and entirely breathless after a litany of holy fucks. She came down like a feather blanket, curled in on herself.

Lucifer didn't even correct her on the holy anything. Yet. Dan giggled at the thought.

He got one again too just after her, coming with a throaty groan and redoubling the cloud of sex hanging in the air. Not that Dan was complaining because it was a cross between getting his own personal porn show and having the benefit of it being two people he cared deeply about. He stroked her shoulder and she smiled and puckered her red lips. Dan leaned into the pair, kissing her gently, then him. He lay on his side, touching what he could reach with them interlocked. Her hand clutched in black hair, not ready to let him up. She hummed and slid both hands down to his firm, perfectly round ass. Lucifer smiled over at him, hair in total disarray, and as beautiful as he'd ever seen him.

God, if I'm going to Hell, please don't let it be for having this. Wanting this. Or sending him again for that matter. Dan shook it off, hoping no one actually had heard that, especially not after he had just gleefully fucked one of God's sons. Fuck. He still hadn't really asked about Charlotte.

He ran his fingers through his drying, sweaty hair. Later.

Eventually, someone remembered to order food. They slowly separated and then sent out for enough Chinese to feed a small army. The place was well aware of Lucifer's address and knew the precautions of not walking in on things that might scar their drivers for life, with instructions to just leave the food outside the elevator if no one appeared, with a very generous tip under a bookend on a small table.

In the meantime, Lucifer got settled with his wings out and over the edge of the deep tub.

They all got a quick shower and scrub before settling in to work on supernatural needs. Dan squeezed Chloe in a tight, naked hug as they got out, full of affection rather than lust. She hugged back. "What was that for?"

"Because I can."

Lucifer huffed. "What about me?"

"Yes, Dark Lord." Dan edged between the wings and hugged him from behind, crossing his arms over the broad chest and kissing the top of his ruffled, damp hair.

Dan and Chloe dried each other and then donned matching black silk robes, much to Lucifer's disappointment. Chloe came around the other side, with the right wing between herself and Dan, so they could work together.

She kissed him and grabbed a sponge. "This is a mess. You're sure we can't just soak you?"

He twitched. "Even if you did, it's still going to take a great deal of hand cleaning. And I'll be chilled to the bone if I have to sit around for hours with my wings soaking wet. It's not as fun as it sounds."

The first passes of warm sponges and soap left puddles of dirty water seeping toward the floor drain in minutes. She wrung out her sponge less often than Dan, since the inside of the wing wasn't as badly stained with blood, just fine ash.

Lucifer shifted in the tub a few times, unhappy with being taken care of. Gradually, he settled down, some part of his brain deciding the humans weren't going to eat him or something. Or at least not in a way he wouldn't thoroughly approve of. The tub stayed hot and he started to nod off when the food arrived. A ding signaled the arrival of Chinese take-out. With a cautious, "thanks!" and the quick departure of the delivery guy, Chloe got up to give her arms a break, stuffing a steaming eggroll in her mouth as she came back. "Want one?"

He opened his mouth eagerly and she fed him, grease escaping down his chin. She dove in to lick it off his face before it got to the water. Before she could pull back, he grabbed her and hauled her into the bath, grinning.

"AH! Lucifer!" Her protests muffled under his kisses, but she drew back and glared. "Now I have to change robes!"

He unbelted her robe under the water. "Oh dear."

She swatted him and stood, the wet silk robe clinging to her body like a lover. "This is only going to make everything take longer, you know."

Dan grinned.

Lucifer chuckled. "You could leave it off."

"Gawd." She stepped back out, stripping off the robe and tossing it in the hamper bin with exaggerated force. She had to wring out her hair too.

She came back and sat on the edge of the tub, naked, and ran her fingers through his hair, picking up her sponge. "What do you look like? The other way?"

He took her wrist, kissing her palm. "Nothing you'll ever see. Nothing to worry about."

"You can't really be in Hell without it, can you? That demon almost got you, didn't she?"

Dan paused his hands, one of the larger vanes between his sets of fingers. "Is that true?"

The man in the bath looked up at her miserably and her heart hurt for him. Lucifer was silent so long she thought he might not speak. "I'm out of homes. I never wanted to go back, of course, but without my Devil face, I'm much more vulnerable while there. I cast myself out of Hell but I could always visit, take short trips, that sort of thing. Since losing my other form, well, it's much harder to be there at all. I ended up in an ash cloud because I missed my intended destination. It was like slipping on ice getting in. Now, well, now I have neither Heaven or Hell, not truly. I'm fearful of returning Maze back to Hell alone. She'll be stigmatized for leaving me. For being away so long. On top of everything else, I won't be able to protect her."

Speak of the demon. "I can handle it, boss."

Dan ducked before he remembered he had on a robe and was hidden by wings. "Jesus!"

"I'd say 'wrong deity' but I'm not one at all. Try again." Maze had a stolen egg roll. "You guys look like you enjoyed the ride back. He's lucky I like driving the Cadillac."

Chloe crossed her arms over her breasts. "Do you mind?"

Maze strolled all the way in, ignoring Chloe's discomfort. "Hey, can I join you in the tub? I need a scrub too."

Lucifer shrugged and Chloe gaped at him. Dan looked merely bemused.

Lucifer seemed genuinely confused. "It's only a bath, detectives. There's absolutely nothing we haven't seen of each other. Or done, for that matter."

Maze stripped off her tight black top and her lacy black bra underneath came off next. "Don't worry, I'll stay in my end of the pool. Hey, Decker, I have a really wonderful cock that works great as a strap-on, he just adores it, if you want to borrow it."

Dan wanted a photo of Chloe's face in that moment to frame and keep forever. She blinked several times, found another robe and tried not to stare at Maze as she stripped, blushing to her toes and just as clearly thinking about the offer. "Is...uh...that...uh...sanitary?"

Lucifer beamed. "Oh, I know the one. I haven't seen it in quite some time."

"Of course you haven't. It's mine and you've turned me down every time since hooking up with Decker. I'm only thinking about being nice and lending it, seeing how I'm not going to get to use it on you again. I think it's getting lonely."

Maze licked her lips and dropped in the tub, her feet weren't even all that close to Lucifer's in the space. She met Dan's eyes, smiling evilly. He firmly put the thought of a four-way out of his brain. He didn't think Chloe would go for it.

The demon sighed in the water. "Silicone is easy to sanitize. Back in the day, we had to make do with glass. Ceramic dildos were around too, but not always sealed properly. And don't get me started on the wooden ones - there's really places you never want to even think about having splinters. Plus, lube wasn't always easy to find."

Dan asked, "what did you use?" He finished with the first wing and moved to the other. Lucifer tilted a little, eyes closed and leaned toward Dan like a cat getting scritches.

She found a loofah and started scrubbing herself. "Aloe, usually. Oils weren't always available. For humans, spit really isn't good enough for anal. But it is for me. I'm - almost - as pain resistant as Lucifer, normally. Plus, female anatomy - I still have my own lubrication, and Lucifer really know how to get me wet enough to make me drip."

Said Devil looked like he wanted to disagree on pain resistance differences but let it go. It's not like they ever did clinical trials for that kind of thing.

Chloe half turned, working on the second wing with Dan. "So, my weird thing doesn't affect you?"

"Nope." Her lips turned up. "You could grab a nice, thick toy and just ram me all day long. But lube does make it nicer for my partners and they last longer." She shrugged and eyed Lucifer's face, as if just noticing. "Your eyeliner is all fucked up. Whose thighs did you face plant into?"

Lucifer grinned and pointed at Chloe, who squeezed her sponge over his head. He swept away the water, his smile unwavering and mischievous. "I didn't hear any complaints at the time. Even with my ears covered by those lovely legs."

Maze chuckled darkly. "So, have you done double pen yet, roomie?"

Chloe started as she translated the question. She glanced down Lucifer's torso, where his erection was still quite visible to her, through the suds. She swallowed and groaned. "I don't think I'm ready for that just yet. He's, well, you know and Dan's not actually that far behind in size."

"Well, at least it's not a 'never'. You're clearly making progress which is more than I can say for any number of more boring humans. Lucifer making a sex sandwich is something to behold. Or be in. Say what you want about his Parents. But They knew what They were doing when They made him." She rolled her lower lip in her teeth. One of her hands cupped a breast. "Hmm. I can attest to Dan's sizing, though I do lack a side-by-side comparison. Wanna lose the robe and come out of hiding, Daniel?"

"No."

"Hmmm. You could at least let me take care of him once in a while, for old times' sake. Lucifer and I haven't had sex in almost a year, actually, and I miss the marathon fucking. I haven't met a human, male or female that can keep up with me."

Chloe growled. "Mine. Ours. Whatever. You've had ages with him already."

Lucifer beamed up at her. "It's true. Maze is just going to have to find other entertainment. Unless you change your mind about a smaller, invite-only orgy, of course, dear."

Dan choked on air.

Chloe gave Lucifer the stink-eye. "No. You two are mine. I'm not ready to share."

Her ex-husband looked like he wanted to hug her again. "Ditto."

Maze grumped, but went back to washing. "Fine. Boss, give me your feet." She scooted part-way around and he happily put his feet in her lap where she began scrubbing between his toes. He moaned in pleasure. It was downright hedonistic but she really couldn't argue with the view, his head back, throat exposed, looking like a ruler and his attendants. Chloe carefully wiped away his smudged black makeup, cleaning his face gently. He caught her lips in another kiss. Dan couldn't help but feel warm all over, being an active part of this, knowing she wanted him here.

Then Chloe threw Dan a slightly judgey-in-his-opinion look over the wing. "Hey, when did Maze see you naked?"

He bit his lip. "Funny story. She...uh. Well, knowing she's a demon makes it easier to say, I guess, but she knocked me out, stripped me naked and left me in your bed. She must have done it herself too."

Dan was rewarded with a laughing fit from her. Chloe wiped tears from her eyes. "Why? When?"

"A few weeks after Lucifer came into our collective lives."

Maze snorted. "You were supposed to have sex, get back together and leave Lucifer alone. That didn't work at all."

Chloe gaped. "I don't just have sex with naked men in my bed. Even my exes!"

"Why not? He's pretty hot. Maybe not in that pink little number he showed up in, but naked he's much more appealing."

"I mean, yeah, but still. Pink...My pj's? Dan?"

Lucifer cackled. "Oh yes, I might still have the security footage around somewhere. And I find him appealing either way. Naked or clothed."

Mollified, Dan pulled another feather straight, aligning it with the others with a careful tug. "Hey, I guess Maze will have to live here too?"

Chloe grunted. "She might like the smell of ash."

Maze started rubbing his feet, his stupidly long toes too close to her breasts and dark nipples for Chloe's comfort level. Maze concentrated on her work, digging in with her thumbs. "What ash?"

"Lucifer brought back a smoke bombs worth of Hell-ash, unintentionally. Our entire apartment is coated due to central air venting. Lucifer's paying to clean it, but we're not going to be home in the meantime. I don't know if it's toxic, but I don't see how it wouldn't be."

Maze perked up. "Oh? I should go home and pack some bags for you so you don't have to go back in just yet."

"You're offering to?"

She stood up and Dan made a slightly strangled noise as water and suds dripped off her body. Chloe rolled her eyes at him. Maze toweled off. "That shit's like scented candles and home to me. I'm gonna go collect as much as I can before your cleaners get too thorough. I'm stealing some of your take-out too. You need me to collect your kid later?"

"Who are you and what have you done with Maze?"

The demon was no longer paying attention to any of them. "If I can get enough, I might be able to have a new, extra blade made - won't be Hell-forged, but could still be something nice. In case something interesting turns up."

Chloe snorted. "More interesting than another demon?"

"The hilt though, that'll be tricky. Maybe I can get more wood from a crucifixion cross. Goat leather is easier…"

She dressed and left, leaving questions unanswered in her wake.

Lucifer chuckled. "Well, you did want her gone."

"Was I that obvious?"

Dan finished the tip of the wing. "Yeah, a little. How's that feel, Luce?"

He stretched the wings, and they were much more supple. Dan blinked several times as he was reminded of the power they held, how he had just been touching something not quite of this world.

Lucifer nodded. "Better, thank you for not soaking them. How do they look?"

"Like-" he started to say something very wrong. He hesitated. Chloe must have heard his brain because she winced sympathetically.

The Devil sighed. "Are you trying to flip the roles and be punished? I can think of lots of different and better ways for you to misbehave."

"Wait, on purpose?" He started going back over the first wing, searching for spots he missed and any broken vanes that would have to be plucked.

"Certainly. Mostly innocent infractions, such as escaping bonds early - ones which happen to be perfectly escapable. Things like not putting my toys back up in a certain way or stocking the wrong brand of orange juice. Each incorrect action requires a response, greater or lesser depending on your mood."

"My mood?"

Lucifer smiled brightly. "Darling, didn't you know the submissive in a relationship has all the power. I can do nothing to you that you don't permit. As tonight, the roles can be flipped, or even non-existent most of the time. Trying to keep up that sort of thing 24/7 is exhausting, frankly." He turned in the tub to look at Dan seriously. "We did the punishment thing yesterday, but I don't want you to feel or think it's required with me. It should be fun for both of us, and need not be a permanent aspect of our…" He tried to come up with an appropriate word.

Chloe smiled, kissing his cheek. "Our sexy fun times with our boyfriend?"

Dan's brain was stuck all the way back on relationship and hadn't even caught up to Chloe's word choices. "We haven't had a real date yet, you know, it's been kinda crazy."

Chloe leaned over a wing without touching it and kissed him. "I think we're past the point of needing to. We should still do a date night. Tacos? And I like seeing you with Lucifer's marks all over your skin."

He touched her face like it might break. "I'm going to make mistakes."

"Not like before." She had a hand on Lucifer's shoulder, who watched them curiously. "So will I...I loved you once, Dan. Deeply. It's hard to sort out what I felt then and what I felt now. What you did was out of protection, but we both fell out of love, I think, because of a lot of different reasons. We're different people now. I don't think I would be giving you another chance if not for Lucifer. And, yeah, this was my idea, before -" she let go and flapped her hands.

Lucifer started to pull her into the tub again. She squealed and fell into the wing instead, laughing. He used it to pull her against his shoulder. "I do hope you aren't holding my heritage against me."

She ran her fingers through his hair, smiling. "You won't say it first, but I love you, Lucifer. You and all your weirdness. You don't have to say it back either just because I said it. I mean it."

His eyes lit up, his small and slightly sad smile present, but hopeful. "I hope I can, soon. Thank you."

He and she kissed. They were lovely together. Dan remembered that for all the good intentions in the world, he was still outside of a match seemingly put in place by God. Then Chloe kissed him again. "I loved you, Dan. I wish I could say for sure I will again. But I think so. I believe in you, again. You always tried to make me happy, and you gave us Trixie. I regret that we fell apart, but I can't feel bad about it now." She touched his face. "And I'm glad you're here now. I realize that if this doesn't work, I'm the one who has to tell you. Not Lucifer. He wants what I want, and right now, I want you here. I hope I still do tomorrow and next week and next month, but I'm not as naive I was at 20 when we met. God or no God, we don't always get happy endings. But we can try."

She sighed and smiled. "And I have no idea what his Dad thinks of the three of us but I don't really care that much. Yours liked me, as I recall. Your mom was harder to please."

"Nah she loved you right away. She just hid it. Her sisters though..."

They smiled at each other. "Can you imagine what you're going to tell them? About us?"

Dan's brain broke in several directions. "Nope. I am not going to think about that for now, at all. Maybe later. Probably not though. That is going far, far to the back of my brain where I don't have to worry about it."

Lucifer gestured for Dan to come around to his other side, pulling him in for a kiss. "You aren't ashamed of me are you? I won't have that."

"No, it's more the previous non-history of boyfriends. Oh and the poly aspect. It's a hurdle for another day."

Lucifer made a displeased noise.

"Yeah, I know. Humans."