Chloe woke feeling hungover, and it had very little to do with the two drinks the previous night.. She had laid in bed all night replaying the conversation in the penthouse. It didn't make any sense, but there was no denying the truth of it.

She turned over and punched her pillow. Angry tears leaked from her eyes. It wasn't fair. She was literally made by God to be the perfect woman for Lucifer, and it still wasn't enough? Would anything ever be enough for him?

A small voice called to her from the doorway, "What's wrong, Mommy?" Trixie stood in her new Gryffindor pajamas, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Chloe wiped her face and said, "Nothing, baby, I'm just a little sad this morning."

"Do you want to call Lucifer?" she asked innocently. "He always makes you happy."

"Well, Monkey, I'm actually sad about Lucifer, so I don't think it would help much."

Trixie thought for a moment. She climbed into bed with her mother. Chloe wrapped her arms around the small girl. "Did you have a fight?"

"Sort of," Chloe admitted. "He wants something I'm not sure I can let him have."

Trixie looked up at her mother with wide eyes. "He asked you before he got something he wanted? Wow, he must really, really love you, Mommy."

She hadn't thought of it that way, honestly. "He does, and I love him," she conceded. Chloe kissed her daughter's head. "But sometimes love isn't enough. It wasn't with me and Daddy."

Trixie nodded thoughtfully. "You were sad a lot then, too."

"I was," Chloe replied.

After a few moments of silence Trixie wondered, "Mommy, are you and Lucifer still getting married?"

"I don't know, baby," Chloe whispered as fresh tears fell.

XOXOX

Lucifer was utterly miserable. Chloe hadn't messaged or called him yet. He didn't want to push, but he missed her so much it hurt.

Dan wasn't answering his phone, either. Last night had not gone as well as he had hoped. But maybe it was not yet as bad as he feared.

He paced the floor of the penthouse in his robe. He sat at the piano and lifted the cover, only to immediately stand up again. He walked to the bar and stared at the liquor, then walked away without pouring a drink. He perched on the couch and put this head in his hands, running his fingers through the disheveled curls. He stood again and resumed his pacing.

His thoughts were a tangled mess of need and desire and regret. He'd rather rip his own heart out than hurt Chloe, but he'd had to be honest with her. With himself.

His feelings for Dan didn't compare to what he felt for Chloe, but they were still there, and they demanded attention. He wandered back to his bed and buried himself in the luxury of his sheets. He rolled over onto his side and stared at his phone, willing it to ring.

XOXOX

Dan heard the buzzing of his cellphone, but ignored it again. Lucifer had tried to call 5 times that morning. If it was good news, he'd text, or leave a voicemail. No messages. That meant bad news.

He felt a knot in his stomach that made him queasy. What if he had ruined things between Lucifer and Chloe? He'd never forgive himself. He'd caused her enough pain for a lifetime. And Lucifer… The thought of hurting him made Dan physically ill.

He was in deep, no question. But he would gladly watch from the sidelines, take himself out of it entirely if that would fix things.

The phone rang again. Caller ID said it was Chloe. He answered it with trembling fingers.

XOXOX

The three of them sat nervously in the penthouse, an odd echo of the previous night. Dan looked like someone had kicked his puppy. His hair was a mess and his eyes were rimmed in red. Lucifer looked worse.

Chloe took a deep breath and started. "I'm glad you came, Dan. I need to talk to you both." She ran her hands nervously over her knees. "I need to know exactly what happened this week, and, please, spare no detail."

Lucifer and Dan took turns filling her in on everything. Every thought, every feeling, every action. She closed her eyes and listened, willing herself not to react when they spoke of the kisses they had shared.

When Dan got to the part about the shooting, Chloe found herself sucked into the narrative. She gasped and winced. She cried when Dan spoke of losing his lifelong friend. She covered a strangled sob when Lucifer told her about the intimate talk they had shared after.

When the story was over, Chloe sat very still. Dan looked like he wanted to disappear. Lucifer was holding his breath. Finally, after an eternity, she nodded.

"I get it," she said. "You guys had an intense week and caught feelings. It happens." She picked a piece of lint from her pants and continued.

"I don't know if I'll ever be fully okay with it, but I do get it." She turned to Lucifer. "I love you. I was literally born to love you, and I don't know how much say I have in the matter. But I do control my actions, and I choose to stay.

"I know how hard it is for you to put the brakes on doing what you want, and I love you all the more because you did it for me." She addressed Dan next.

"We fought long and hard to be good. To have a good working relationship, to stay a team for Trixie. But we *are* good now. You are still one of my very best friends. I want you to be happy, Dan.

"Give me time," she said. "Don't expect me to be thrilled. But I love you both enough to know I don't want to lose either of you over this." She looked at them both seriously. "You have my blessing to explore this… whatever it is. We'll figure it out together."

Lucifer radiated hot, white light. He was across the room in two steps scooping her into his arms and kissing her deeply. "You are the perfect woman, you know that?"

"Don't you EVER forget it," she smiled lightly, some of the weight leaving her shoulders as she leaned into her angel's strength. Then she pulled back gently. "I'm going home. I'm still jet lagged."

Lucifer kissed her one last time and said, "I love you."

"I love you more," she said softly, holding back her tears. He wasn't sure it was possible. She let herself out. She didn't even cry until she was in the car.

Lucifer sat down awkwardly next to Dan on the couch. Now that the moment had arrived, they weren't sure what to do.

Dan forced himself to look into Lucifer's dark brown eyes. The uncertainty and hesitation he saw there broke down the last of his nerves. He laughed, hard.

Lucifer wrinkled his brow at the response. He wasn't entirely sure what was so funny, but Dan's mirth was infectious. The joy danced in his green eyes, making them sparkle. Lucifer began to chuckle too.

He reached over to touch the face of the man he was beginning to fall for, pleased when Dan leaned into the touch. He pulled his friend in, and gave over to desire.

Dan didn't realize that he'd been waiting for this moment his whole life. He threw every ounce of his passion into that kiss, enjoying the taste and the feel, savoring every moment.

When Lucifer broke the kiss, Dan felt bereft. But when the hungry mouth found his neck, Dan gasped and squirmed. He panted, trying desperately to catch his breath.

Lucifer's hands were everywhere. They moved like they had a mind of their own. Lucifer pushed Dan's shirt up and over his head exposing the hard, tight muscles. He'd seen them before, but they were *his* now. He paused in his assault to admire the sight.

Lucifer ran his fingertips gently over every surface, eliciting a shiver when he touched Dan's left ribs. Ah yes. He is ticklish there after all. He smiled at the thought.

Dan leaned back into the couch cushions while Lucifer studied him. His erection was digging into the zipper of his jeans, and it was uncomfortable. He reached down to readjust himself, but Lucifer caught his hands. He easily grasped both of Dan's wrists in one hand, and ran the other along the bulge.

Dan moaned, and his hips bucked involuntarily. Lucifer chided him, "Now, now, Daniel. I've just begun. Let's not be in a hurry." Then he clamped his lips over Dan's nipple and sucked, hard.

Dan screamed, and his hardon throbbed painfully against the metal teeth. He sobbed in frustration. Lucifer bit down, causing Dan to gasp. "Patience is a virtue, my friend." Lucifer kissed and licked a trail down across Dan's abdomen. Dan's hips were pumping lightly in anticipation.

Suddenly, Lucifer was pushing Dan backwards to lie fully down on the couch. Dan obliged wordlessly. Lucifer released his hold on the other man to strip his own clothes off slowly, torturously. His shorts were the last to go, revealing a perfectly shaped, long, hard cock.

Dan was suddenly nervous. He wasn't sure what to do with it. He had never had sex with a man before, hadn't even really considered it before this week. He eyed the sheer length of the thing, and gulped.

Lucifer smiled a wicked smile. "Don't worry, pet. I'll walk you through it." He came to stand next to Dan, cock swinging free. He grabbed Dan's hand and wrapped it around the base of his shaft, moaning at the feel.

Dan's hands were rough and hard, just like he'd imagined, and it was glorious. He guided him, hand over hand until Dan had the rhythm. He released his grip and closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling of his friend giving him a surprisingly competent wank.

Dan found he loved the feeling of the strange cock in his hand. Dan was circumcised; Lucifer was not. Makes sense, I guess, Dan thought to himself. Why would an angel be circumcised? He gently pulled back the foreskin and inhaled his scent. Manly, but not pungent; it was pleasant.

Without thinking, he reached his tongue out to taste the head of Lucifer's manhood. Lucifer moaned loudly. "Oh, yes, Daniel. Suck my cock." He gripped the back of Dan's head firmly and pressed himself into the waiting mouth.

Dan struggled to accommodate him. He took as much as he could, stopping only when he started to gag. Then he pulled his head back, and pushed forward again, picking up the same rhythm that his hand was still working.

"Ooo, mind the teeth," Lucifer instructed, and Dan relaxed his jaw. "Much better," he sighed. "You're a natural, Daniel. Oh, that's so good."

Dan thought that if his own cock got any harder, it would split his pants. He squirmed against the restraining garment.

Lucifer gently removed himself from Dan's mouth and pulled the other man up from the couch. Dan stood eagerly, running his hands over Lucifer's chest and shoulders. They kissed again, somewhat frantically. Dan gripped Lucifer's back and dug in. Lucifer moaned again, the feeling reverberating through their joined tongues.

Somehow during all of this, Lucifer had managed to lead Dan to the bedroom. He gently pushed his friend down to sit on the edge of the mattress. Without thinking, he resumed caressing Lucifer's cock and balls.

Lucifer finally reached down and unzipped Dan's jeans, freeing the cock inside. He was pleased and surprised to find that Dan had gone commando. The thick shaft sprang instantly free, purple head already glistening with precome. Lucifer rubbed the length of it making Dan shudder.

He pushed again, and Dan was on his back. Lucifer peeled off the tight jeans, turning them inside out in the process. He knelt down in front of Dan and gave a long, slow lick, from balls to tip, before sliding his mouth all the way down, burying his face in Dan's bush.

Dan felt he was already near to bursting. He wasn't normally so quick to finish, but Lucifer's tongue was magic. His breath came more rapidly, more shallow. "Fuck, Lucifer. I'm gonna come soon." Lucifer bobbed his head up and down the shaft, teasing him, coaxing him, willing him to come.

Dan felt his balls tighten, and he had just enough warning to grab a fistful of black curls before he exploded into the most powerful orgasm of his life.

Lucifer lived for this reaction. He slowed his pace, but didn't let up. Dan's voice rose half an octave as he came a second time, back arching, hands clawing wildly. "Fuuuuuck! Lucifer!" he cried out hoarsely.

Lucifer finally released Dan's softening cock and gave it one last lick. Dan was surprised to find he was crying. He shook for a moment, while Lucifer languished over his balls, licking and sucking them gently.

Suddenly, Lucifer threw Dan's legs over his shoulders and pressed his tongue into Dan's ass. Dan cried out again, "Oh, fuck yes!" He and Chloe had experimented with anal play, but where Chloe had been timid and unskilled, Lucifer was a master. Dan pressed his ass into Lucifer's probing tongue, willing him to go deeper.

He obliged. He added first one finger, then two, to the tight, virgin hole. He licked and slurped, tongue and fingers slowly, gently opening Dan, making him ready for what came next.

When he was sure that his friend was ready, Lucifer stood, using his shoulders to press Dan's legs backward. All traces of awkwardness gone, Dan lifted his hips in invitation.

"Are you sure, Daniel?" Lucifer hesitated, the head of his cock pressing lightly on Dan's asshole.

Dan gripped Lucifer's hips roughly, digging his fingers in. "Fuck me, Lucifer," he commanded, pulling the huge cock partway into his waiting ass.

Both men screamed at the feeling. It was better than Lucifer had imagined; it was pure bliss. Lucifer held still momentarily allowing Dan to adjust to the feeling before pushing further in. He repeated this courtesy twice more before he was completely enveloped.

Dan closed his eyes and focused on the feeling. He was so *full*. It was heaven. His cock was already hard and aching again. Lucifer began to pull backwards slowly, and Dan moaned at the sensation, and began to tug on himself.

Lucifer began a slow, purposeful rhythm. Iiiiiiin. Ooooooout. Dan was sighing and groaning. Lucifer sped up slightly. "Fuck me hard, damn it," Dan whined in frustration. Lucifer lost all sense of control hearing those words. He moved in earnest now, slamming his hips into Dan's with every thrust. Dan's hand was a blur stroking himself.

Dan was crying again, "Fuck yes! Fuck me, Lucifer!" He picked up the tempo ever so slightly, and Dan's breath grew ragged.

"Open your eyes, Daniel," was Lucifer's gruff command. "I want to see them when you come for me again." Dan's eyes snapped open and he started intently into the dark pools watching him lustfully. He shuddered and screamed as he came for the third time, seed spilling out over his hand.

Lucifer went wild at the sight. He lost control and felt his own release nearing. "Daniel. I'm going to come." His hips were flying.

"Yes, Luce. Come for me. I want you." He was moaning seductively enough to make a porn star blush. He removed his legs from Lucifer's shoulders, and wrapped them around his waist instead. Lucifer pulled Dan into his arms, pulling him up and kissing him deeply, while he continued to thrust.

Dan grabbed Lucifer's ass and urged him onward. Lucifer broke the kiss, throwing his head back and screaming a primal roar as he came. Dan felt the hot come splash his insides and he gripped his friend's ass tighter. He watched Lucifer's face as it contorted with pleasure. It was so much better than he had imagined.

Lucifer collapsed on top of Dan in a sweaty heap. His knees were weak. He kissed Dan, then pulled out slowly and climbed onto the bed.

Dan was sorry to feel him go, but scooted up until his head found a pillow. Lucifer followed suit, laying face down, arm flung over Dan's chest.

Dan tried to catch his breath and process what had just happened. He looked over at Lucifer, curls matted to his forehead with sweat, and was startled to see what looked like pain.

"What's wrong?" Dan asked, the buzz of his afterglow dimming slightly.

Lucifer raised himself up on an arm to look at Dan thoughtfully. "Are you okay?" He swirled a finger over Dan's chest softly. He seemed to be waiting for his friend to freak out and run away. He looked, for the first time since Dan had known him, insecure.

Dan laughed, eyes dancing. He rolled over to face his friend. "No, I'm not okay, I'm incredible. You're amazing." He reached over and pushed a sodden clump of hair back from Lucifer's face before kissing him gently on the lips.

Lucifer relaxed very slightly. When Dan pulled away, he stroked the side to Lucifer's face, enjoying the rough feeling of stubble across his palm. He layed back, and pulled Lucifer into his chest, wrapping a protective arm around him.

The idea of sheltering the Devil made him smile. Then he realized that his friend was actually quite vulnerable right now, and needed more reassurance. "If you think I'm going anywhere after the best sex of my life, you really are nuts."

Lucifer chuckled darkly, a deep noise that rumbled through Dan's ribcage.

"Oh, pet, if that was the best you've ever had," he raised up to look Dan in the eye, "wait until I'm really trying."

Dan's eyes danced in glee at the promise and he kissed Lucifer again. He knew then that this was going to last a long, long time. He realized that he was falling in love with the Devil. The thought should have scared him silly. Instead, he grinned wider and gave in.