This is an AU idea that has been in my mind for quite a while and I finally brought myself to write up a first chapter/teaser. If there's enough interest I might continue it (ack I know I know, I also have Coffee to go to continue and the Fremi/Bixlu double date to finish up but perhaps it'll help if I have more different projects to work on/pick from? gosh idk, I'm super sorry for my inconstant motivation ._.)

Anyways! This AU is based on the TV series 'Lucifer', starring Freed as Lucifer/the devil and Laxus as detective Dreyar (and Evergreen as Maze/a demon that left hell together with Lucifer/Freed). Comments would as always be much appreciated! Also, as a side note - this chapter begins rather sexual (though it's nothing graphic and just very short) but I don't intend to keep the fic sexual. Perhaps just one or two more sexual scenes in ten chapters or so but that would probably be it. Lucifer/The devil, since he embodies lust among other things, has lots of flings and affairs in the TV series but I couldn't/didn't wanna portray Freed like that because I don't think that would be fitting- that's why I decided to have a slightly more sexual basis for his relationship with Laxus. xD Here you go!

Assuring Laxus that he would make him forget the stress and exasperation of today's work was a promise Freed had made all too gladly.

The room was filled with the heat that radiated from their bodies and with the groans that spilled from their lips. Laxus was bracing himself on the wooden edge of an unused desk, forgetting everything else but the feel of Freed's cock plunging into him and the hand around his own erection whilst another was resting on his throat.

They weren't quite able to kiss properly in this position but that was alright right now. All that mattered was the relief and the pleasure they got out of this as none of the two were ready to admit that there might be more than just occasional (and at the beginning not wanted, at least from Laxus' side) business partnership and sexual tension.

Freed's palm brushed along the taller man's throat as he kept moving his hips, lips traveling along Laxus' shoulder and allowing his teeth to dig into the skin gently on occasion. It usually earned a positive reaction and it did so this time as well so he kept going on and on.

The police officer gripped the desk harder and they groaned in unison, sweat dropping from their foreheads. Freed made sure that Laxus received more stimulation than he himself did although it felt so damn good to be doing what he was doing right now. He had promised the blond to distract him entirely and pull him into a world of utter pleasure after all and he was not going to break his promise. Laxus should come first, then he could finish off as well. That was his goal.

And so it worked out.

A little while later the green-haired man was dressing himself while Laxus was lying on the bed and stretched himself in relaxation. He briefly opened one eye, regarding how Freed slipped into his suit that was far too elegant to wear it in his free time. Then again this man was a miracle in almost every aspect. He tried not to question some parts of his appearance and his behavior anymore but every time he thought too hard about it he remembered the first night of intimacy they had spent together.

Still panting Freed shifted off the blond man's cock and let himself flop down next to him on the bed. Both had their eyes closed for some moments, merely indulging in the blissful feeling of satisfaction that was claiming their every fibre. Man, this was great. But the devil didn't only decide that this had been a great decision because the sex was amazing- no, he had actually… felt something. Something beside pure lust. Not that it was something conscious or something he would admit just now.

After some more moments of comfortable silence had passed the greenet opened his eyes though. He just had to ask this, now that he could think straight again. "May I voice a request?"

Laxus raised a brow and turned his head to look at the man lying next to him. "Depends." Then his brows furrowed as he watched how Freed's face twisted in… what? Disgust?

"Well could you… You know, I would welcome it very much if you didn't say 'God', 'Oh God' or anything along these lines while we… You know, are intimate with each other." Or any other time really. "It feels a bit odd." To say it nicely.

The blond huffed. "Lucifer the Morningstar, Lord of Hell, Bringer of Darkness is a lil too much, don't ya think?"

"Oh no no, you can drop those titles of mine, I don't need to hear them. It's absolutely sufficient if you just call out my name. Just not… that." Freed grimaced. Yes, that was definitely digust on his face.

The officer's eyes widened for a moment and he looked at this companion in absolute disbelief. This gotta be a joke, right? "Are ya tryin' to tell me that you are actually fucking Satan?" But Freed just shrugged and cleared his throat, glancing up at the ceiling. "Well, technically you are actually fucking Satan, but you know…"

This green-haired guy had to be joking.

Since then this man kept dropping hints that he was 'the real devil', acted like it wasn't anything important or weird, mentioned it over and over as if it was something utterly casual. Those moments made Laxus question him very hard but he was too interesting, a too good lover and on top of that, and that was the most important thing, somebody the police officer felt he could trust. Weirdly enough. He was a decent working partner as well, although sometimes an annoying as hell smart-ass, and in the course of the last few weeks they had become… what exactly? Friends-with-benefits? Perhaps it was that. Perhaps a little more.

Freed just glanced over at the blond with the ghost of a chuckle on his lips before he turned his attention back to his sleeves, fixing them. He would spend more time with him here at this spontaneously booked hotel room but Laxus had work the next morning whilst he himself would go over to his elegant night club. "It was a pleasure."

Oh yea it was, Laxus thought and grinned to himself for a moment. The two used condoms had already been gotten rid of and finally the blond sat up so he could fetch his boxer briefs.

He usually made sure that he got enough sleep so he was fit enough to do his title of 'best police officer in town' justice and deliver good work. Of course there had been nights at which he stayed up very long to finish up a case or search for more information but those were exceptions. No clear mind was no good in his work field and perhaps he had been so exasperated about this special green-haired guy at first because he managed to exasperate and fascinate him at the same time and manage to steal and buy him time all the same as well.

"I just need ya to not intrude tomorrow."

At that, Freed stopped adjusting his collar. "I thought we agreed that I'm doing a good job?"

Laxus huffed. Yea, yea. It had taken him some time until he actually admitted it but Freed was a big help in his business. Getting information, putting them together, dealing with criminals. For some reason it was also very easy for him to get deep desires out of people when the interrogated them what could be helpful if those desires could in some way be connected to the committed crime or the case in general. "Yea yea, ya do. Still, I'm gonna finish this case on my own tomorrow. Ya hear me? No sudden intrusion, no weird games."

"You hurt me," the devil replied in a tone of voice that didn't make it clear whether he was being serious or not. Chances were though that he was just exaggerating. "But if that's what you want."

"You've said that before and showed up on my doorstep or the involved location nevertheless." Laxus narrowed his eyes.

But Freed just gave a charming smirk and stepped closer to the bed the blond was sitting on. "And I was an amazing help, was I not?"

"I'm serious." Tchz, this damn guy.

"Oh, I am, too." Finally he adjusted the last bit of his suit. "Unfortunately I have to head back. It was an amazing night." He had no qualms about admitting this. Every night he spent with the blond police officer was beyond amazing. It was almost addicting, such a great feeling and one he'd never experienced before. It excited and scared him at the same time.

And Laxus wouldn't deny that it had been amazing as usual. "Yea. I gotta head home as well." Look if his grandfather was okay and go to sleep soon.

Freed nodded. He hadn't taken anything with him so he turned and walked to the door. "The room's on me," he casually threw over his shoulder before looking back one more time and giving the tiniest of smiles.

"Thanks."

Then he vanished, leaving the blond on his own until he too would get dressed completely and leave.

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"Where have you been?" The woman's tone was sharp, so sharp that it would probably have intimidated anyone who did not know her.

Freed did know her very well, and he was used to this tone of hers. Silently he watched how she pushed up her glasses in exasperation whilst he seated himself on one of the bar stools. At this time of the night the elegant club was a little emptier. "Do I really need to provide an answer? Don't fool yourself, Ever, you know where I have been." That's why she was as exasperated as she was after all. She didn't approve of his bond with the blond police officer. Not at all.

Huffing she firmly grabbed a glass and began to dry it. Her body language expressed the same anger as her voice did but it didn't bother Freed. He knew what he was doing and he wouldn't let one of his demons, that had come to the human world together with him when he left hell, lecture him about this no matter how much she meant to him.

"You leave me alone here to work at your club while you're having fun," Evergreen continued and shot him a glare.

"And again you know that this is not your actual problem, Ever." Freed sighed and briefly rubbed one of his temples. Once Evergreen had found out about his new interest- or 'handsome man toy' how she'd called Laxus at the very beginning, she began scolding him almost every evening. It was tiring. The devil was well aware that she worried but in his opinion there was absolutely no reason to.

Or was he just in dangerous denial?

The female demon kept drying glasses with way too much force than necessary but Freed stayed silent whilst pouring himself a glass of wine. Out of the corner of his eyes he noted two women ogling him and when he looked up to focus him they both gave him a tiny, flirtatious smile.

"Ladies," he nodded and responded with a charming smile of his own, briefly raising his glass before shifting his attention back to Evergreen. He knew what kind of effect he could have on people- it was almost amusing sometimes, how his mere appearance seemed to throw the one or other woman into a state of sudden craving.

However, the devil did not intend on acting such desire out with any woman. He caused them to lust after him, to want him, but…

He was not interested in any of them, merely used this effect to his sneaky advantage sometimes.

Laxus though…. this man… It was different with him.

"You're going to get yourself killed, Freed." Evergreen spat out the name he had taken on in the human world with a hint of scorn on purpose causing the devil to narrow his eyes. "You're turning human. It's his fault."

"No such thing is happening," Freed growled softly and downed his glass of red wine before getting up from his seat to walk behind the large bar. He put the glass aside and huffed sharply. "Turning human. The devil does not turn human, Ever. That's ridiculous."

"Ridiculous?!" The increased volume of her voice aroused attention. People were looking at them now but fortunately only until Ever turned back to Freed and lowered her voice. "Didn't you tell me that you lost blood during the last mission? Freed, you are starting to become human. Humans bleed, the devil is not supposed to bleed." And why? Because there was something about this police officer she couldn't put her finger on. Although she had a suspicion that just made her stomach twist sickly…

Love.

"I will admit that I don't know what transpired." Freed lowered his vox as well, looking down at her with a tinge of rage in piercing cyan eyes, the color as cold as an icy winter sky. "But it will not transpire a second time. I am the devil and as you stated correctly, a devil does not bleed." And he wasn't going to turn human. Ridiculous. Ridiculous, ridiculous! There was no emotion in his voice apart from rage. He stared down at the demon who managed to hold his gaze easily but she still felt a shiver chase down her spine.

This, this expression, this voice, those eyes. That was him. The devil. She loved to witness this side of him but at the same time she couldn't appreciate it now because his anger was directed at her and he was foolish enough to turn a blind eye to something so clear and something so dangerous.

"… whatever you say, Lord of Hell." Evergreen knew that he wasn't fond of this title for a particular reason and perhaps she shouldn't have dared to voice it in the situation she found herself in.

But when all Freed did was to give her another glare, one corner of his mouth twitching, she sighed and turned away from him, picking up the next glass with still lingering exasperation.

"Good night."

With those words the devil disappeared, leaving the bar and walking towards the stairs that led up to his own apartment.

Neither of them needed sleep. Devil and demon did not sleep.

And they didn't bleed.

That was it for now! Leave your opinions perhaps? And I hope you all are having a good week!