Authors Note: You guys are amazing! Really! Thanks so much for your kind words, they really make me want to write more ;)

I'm glad you have enjoyed this fluffy piece, the next one is gonna be bigger with angst and friendship and perhaps a little more whumping Lucifer hehe, I'll put him back the way I found him...sort of.

Enjoy!

Nearly five hours later they returned to the Decker residence. Trixie was fast asleep in the back, her soft snores filling the quiet space. Spending the day with Lucifer had certainly been an eye opening experience for Chloe, she just hoped that being around both of them for the whole day hadn't done anything to scare away the man who seemed to quite enjoy his solitary, playboy lifestyle. He didn't seem like the type to settle down, to get married and Chloe had to admit it was one of the reasons she had refrained from acting on her desires, because as much as she was loathe to admit it, she did desire him.

Opening her door she slipped out, then with a weary sigh she moved to open Trixie' door. She hated having to wake her to get her inside the house. She used to be able to just carry the tiny girl, but Trix had grown over the past few months and Chloe struggled to lift her now. Her little girl was growing up and that scared the hell out of Chloe.

She must have zoned out because when she opened the door to wake her daughter the seat was empty. Straightening up her eyes widened at the sight of Lucifer waiting by the door with the child held securely in his arms. He was staring at her pointedly, waiting for her to open the front door.

"Mom?" Trixie mumbled sleepily.

"Hush, love. Nearly there now." Lucifer's voice rumbled smoothly, washing over the child like a safety blanket.

Trixie tightened her hold on the tall man and cuddled closer to his warmth with a soft sigh and Chloe thought she might burst into tears right then.

Seeing that Lucifer was starting to get that uncomfortable look again, she hurriedly opened the door and stepped inside.

"Do you want me to take her?" she offered, stepping forward. Chloe didn't want him to feel uncomfortable.

"It's fine." He walked straight to Trixie' room and placed her gently down on the bed. His large hand stroking her soft, silk like hair before he stepped back. The little girl curled into a ball and reached out blindly for her favourite bear. Lucifer thinking she was reaching for him, moved further away, unsure what he should be doing. This was uncharted territory for him. Thankfully once again, the Detective came to his rescue and placed the red, fluffy devil in her daughters arms. The teddy was immediately wrapped tightly in a hug. Chloe pulled the fleece blanket over Trixie, tucking her in, then placed a kiss on her daughter's forehead before stepping back. She'd come back through later and change Trixie into her pyjamas.

She ushered the tall man out of the room and closed the door slightly, leaving it open just a crack so that the light from the living room was visible. Trix still had nightmares about the kidnapping, and though they were few and far between now, she liked to have a little light so she could see where she was going if she needed to leave her room and find her mom.

Chloe headed toward the kitchen. "Drink?"

"Absolutely."

He followed behind her, leaning casually against the work top as she got the glasses and his favourite scotch. He tipped his head in thanks and took the glass offered.

Both took a moment to just relax. It was peaceful in the house, and with the window in the kitchen slightly ajar, the calming sound of the waves could be heard.

"Do you want to sit outside for a bit?"she asked, gnawing on her bottom lip.

"Why not," he agreed and together they moved to sit out on the porch. Lucifer stretched his long legs out and leaned back, his eyes staring up at the sky with a sad longing that Chloe had been noticing more and more these past few weeks.

"What are you thinking?" she asked, breaking the silence that descended over them.

He remained silent and Chloe didn't think he was going to speak, then with his rumbling tone he finally answered her. "I keep thinking that as much as I do hate them, I still can't help but long for the chance to return home. I had many siblings, and even though we may have disagreed on things, we were still family. Sometimes I forget what that's like." He turned to face her, his gaze so open and vulnerable that she wanted to pull him into her arms and never let go. "When I see you with Beatrice, I'm reminded of what I lost." He cocked his head to the side in thought, then added. "No not lost, something I never really had to begin with."

"I'm sorry, Lucifer."

He startled. "You have no need to apologise, Detective."

"I know. I guess I just don't like knowing that I've made you sad." Chloe reached over and grasped his much larger hand in her own and squeezed gently. Passing over what little comfort she could with the simple gesture. It seemed to do the trick because his lips curled into a smile and then he brought her hand to his lips.

The spot where his lips touched her skin left a spark which then spread through her entire body like an inferno.

"You have never made me sad, Chloe." His dark gaze warm and inviting as he regarded her. "Annoyed, yes. Aroused, double yes." He chuckled when she slapped his arm. "But never sad."

"Good, I'm glad." She closed her eyes and leaned against him, listening to the sound of the waves.

He gazed upon her profile feeling the urge to reach out and touch her, but he held himself back. He'd already been punished once for tempting Eve with that bloody apple. He couldn't imagine what his father would do to him for tainting one of his finest creations. Finally he was able to admit that his dad might have been on to something. Out of billions of humans he had come across in his life time, she was the only one that had completely turned his life upside down. He would do anything for her, anything at all. If she asked for a piece of the moon he would do everything within his power to comply with her request. Finally giving in to his temptation he reached out and touched the silky softness of her skin, the back of his fingers like the whisper of a feather against her cheek. Trailing them all the way down to the tips of her fingers he then covered her hand with his own, squeezing gently and smiling at how good the small action felt. It was a rush just touching the Detective and he found himself fantasising what it would feel like to touch other parts of her. Turning his head he gazed upon her beauty, feeling his chest tighten at the thought of what his life would have been like had he not met her. It didn't even bear thinking about. Her blonde hair shimmering under the light of the moon, and her eyes twinkled brighter that any star.

"You are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid my eyes upon, Chloe."

When Chloe leaned back to look at him and call him out for another flirtatious remark, her smile faltered at the tenderness displayed so openly on his features, his gaze unwavering and full of such yearning that she had to push down her own needs and longing to be with someone who made her feel, so much.

"Lucifer..." she breathed and for once in her life she followed her mother' advice and took a risk.

His gaze darkened as she leaned closer, his heart thumping so loudly in his ears that he was certain Chloe would be able to hear it. Lucifer's body shook with barely repressed restraint. He wanted her to make the first move. She had to be the one to decide where this was going. He would never force her to do anything she didn't want to do. She paused a hair breadth from his lips, her eyes darting from his lips to his eyes and back again. And finally like a prayer falling from her lips she said his name. "Lucifer."

An explosion of colour burst behind his eyes as their lips met and he thought for a moment that he was going to black out. The feel and smell of her was enough to send him tumbling over the edge. Her moans making the heat within him rise to blazing temperatures, and with his fingers tangled within her golden tress' he pulled her to him, wanting, no needing to be closer to her.

Chloe's fingers found an opening in his shirt and dragged her nails across his perfectly, flawless skin and smirked when he groaned in her mouth, his tongue duelling with hers for dominance. Pulling back slightly, her cheeks flushed and her panting breaths, she braced her hands against his chest, and saw the briefest flash of disappointment taint his features before she leaned in and kissed him once more, needing to chase away his uncertainty.

"We should go inside." She whispered against his lips.

His disappointment vanished instantly and he grinned widely. Pushing himself to his feet, he held his hand out to her. She took his offered hand and found herself wobbling slightly as she stood next to him. His hands quickly reached out to steady her and he smirked down at her sheepish expression.

"Did I turn your legs to jelly, love?" he asked teasingly.

Chloe chuckled. "You might have."

Unable to wait any longer he took matters into his own hands and scooped the Detective into his arms and carried her inside, using his foot to close the door and one hand to lock it. Chloe couldn't help but be impressed as she clung to him.

They tried to contain their childish giggling as Lucifer transported her upstairs to her bedroom, sneaking quick kisses all the way. He paused outside her bedroom, his expression deadly serious.

"Ready to bring the house down, darling?"

"You bloody better not, Lucifer." She chuckled and wrapped her arms around him tightly. She felt positively giddy that they were finally going to take that next step. For some reason that she couldn't explain, she couldn't imagine being with anyone other than the impulsive, handsome club owner who pretended to be the Devil.

With a soft click, he shut the door behind them and carried her to the bed.

He was going to worship her the way she deserved, from now until the end of time, he would give her his word on that.

The Devil always made good on his promises.

The End.