I could make a bauble for her that would let her re-experience seeing her child provided you don't get her drunk after and blur the memory. Might make it easier on her afterwards. Pay you two back for letting me use the guest bedroom.
Go down the other end of the hall than the one with the bright light. There's two rooms there. I'd take the one on the left as the other used to be Maze'.
John would never have to pay for drinks again. Bless the devil.
I'd rather they just shout, to be honest. Nothing spoils a mood like your Dad being brought up mid or post coitus. Rude.
As for that well... I don't know. He's down here, isn't he? Seems to be dancing around between worlds like the rest of us. Wouldn't that be funny, mm? God held to the whimsy of fate.
Aww, are you thinking of me when you shag? I'm touched, Johnny.
Let's just say I'm not overly inclined to listen to a bloody thing he says. If his idea of punishment is to not only make Hell for his begotten son, but to cram him in a box for millennium... well. Screw him, mm?
Only being I've had sex with down here is you, so shut it, peacock. Dove sex doesn't count.
I'm just trying to decide how to deal with him since others think he might be coming to see me soon. 'Screw him' isn't an option for we humans with horns pasted on us.
Just keep the solar flares from your bedroom down to a minimum if you can. I've shoved a few towels under the door. Does she blind you when she, ah, goes off?
I'm guessing he's going to want to talk to me eventually since his Lucifer hasn't killed me yet. I do have my shop, Lucifer, and I'm not hiding behind you from anyone. Even him. Told your dad to fuck off before. Can do so again with this not-dad.
[Lucifer was a wise devil for doing just that instead of going right ahead and maybe earning a place on the sofa instead of bed.]
I think all of Little Hades knows when you get some. There are a lot of windows in your bedroom. Might want to consider covering those up beforehand. Unless you like the city looking like a discotheque celebrating you getting laid.
I don't know either except that he died. I'll have to ask the other Lucifer and Gabriel. Maybe Michael. That said, I will not take cover behind you, and you'd best remember it. You get a little possessive with things from our world. Suspect that since you gave us the spark of life.
Now you have to tell me if you're being serious or not. I'm all fine with the world, or Hell, knowing when I've gotten a good night or not, but I know her well enough to know that'll bother her. If it's true, I'll need to put up heavier curtains in our room.
As for the possessive bit... well. So what? You're mine, John. For better or worse. I know you as few do. I'd say live with it, but I think that time's come and gone, mm?
I'm teasing you. Long as you pull the curtains you have, no one can see in. Heavier ones probably wouldn't hurt though. It just me or is she shining a little brighter? You finally tell her you really do love her?
Lucifer. Dear Lucifer. You don't own me. I'm not yours. Chloe? She's yours. We just happen to be from the same place and fuck before you realised you were in love. You need to be careful, especially when I'm meddling with things that could get you or her hurt.
Live the dream. Go with the striptease and the spanking.
When it comes to her, he is a bit greedy
And that would be a lovely tit for tat. Works for me.
He is the original sinner. Live it. Enjoy it.
Yeup
Wonderful. Brilliant. I'll be over. Leave the door open or I'll open it. Sleep against it. Send Mange through a window.
Hell, he's original sin. Booyah.
He's the reason there are so many sinners with that grin
Exactly. Don't act like you don't love it, John.
John can win any pub bet by introducing Lucifer
Lucy.
I'll bring me sleep mask. you go get to work.
Lucifer will just sexy everyone into letting him win.
Go down the other end of the hall than the one with the bright light. There's two rooms there. I'd take the one on the left as the other used to be Maze'.
John would never have to pay for drinks again. Bless the devil.
my left or your left? I'll figure it out or find a couch. I want that shower in themorning time
"I'm with him," and Lucifer would smirk and say he would be later that night.
Next day when John returns home - video
Dead.
What the fuck does that mean for all of creation?
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Spat? You still have all your bits attached?
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Seriously though, that's the name he's going by? Some say Charles means 'warrior' or 'Man'. Makes sense to me.
Now the big question: since he's not from our world, can he affect us?
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As for that well... I don't know. He's down here, isn't he? Seems to be dancing around between worlds like the rest of us. Wouldn't that be funny, mm? God held to the whimsy of fate.
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Might serve him right after all your dad has done to us. Hopefully he can't make you sit like a good devil at his command.
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Let's just say I'm not overly inclined to listen to a bloody thing he says. If his idea of punishment is to not only make Hell for his begotten son, but to cram him in a box for millennium... well. Screw him, mm?
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I'm just trying to decide how to deal with him since others think he might be coming to see me soon. 'Screw him' isn't an option for we humans with horns pasted on us.
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Why the bloody hell is he angling at you? Not in my home. You're here, you're inclined to tell him to sod off.
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I'm guessing he's going to want to talk to me eventually since his Lucifer hasn't killed me yet. I do have my shop, Lucifer, and I'm not hiding behind you from anyone. Even him. Told your dad to fuck off before. Can do so again with this not-dad.
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I do have to cover my eyes from time to time. Worth it, though.
Well... yes. I suppose you can. I still have no idea what he's doing down here in the first place. Or why.
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I think all of Little Hades knows when you get some. There are a lot of windows in your bedroom. Might want to consider covering those up beforehand. Unless you like the city looking like a discotheque celebrating you getting laid.
I don't know either except that he died. I'll have to ask the other Lucifer and Gabriel. Maybe Michael. That said, I will not take cover behind you, and you'd best remember it. You get a little possessive with things from our world. Suspect that since you gave us the spark of life.
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[A moment's silence, then-]
Now you have to tell me if you're being serious or not. I'm all fine with the world, or Hell, knowing when I've gotten a good night or not, but I know her well enough to know that'll bother her. If it's true, I'll need to put up heavier curtains in our room.
As for the possessive bit... well. So what? You're mine, John. For better or worse. I know you as few do. I'd say live with it, but I think that time's come and gone, mm?
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Lucifer. Dear Lucifer. You don't own me. I'm not yours. Chloe? She's yours. We just happen to be from the same place and fuck before you realised you were in love. You need to be careful, especially when I'm meddling with things that could get you or her hurt.
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