The Apartment above the Devil's Nest, Wednesday Night

[dawn_bearer]

Lucifer sat reading a book that most certainly had not started clucking or laying eggs before. Something like that just would not be allowed in this house.

Though it would have been interesting to see.

[[ooc: For a certain piece of angel catnip doctor]]

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[dr_jwilsonmd]

While Aziraphale had been brooding on his fallen self, Wilson had been brooding about the events of the other night with Lucifer. As well as brooding about Phale's melancholy mood.

This, was a lot of pensiveness for one house.

Gradually, something about Lucifer's reaction began to resonate in Wilson's brain. A particular question that he found himself increasingly curious about and finally, despite the fact that conventional wisdom told him to keep a fair distance from the Prince of Hell, Wilson found himself at the base of the stairs leading up to Lucifer's apartment.

Pursing his lips, Wilson put his hands in his pockets and headed up the stairs before he thought better about what he was doing and turned away. Upon reaching the top landing, he stood quietly just outside the door and waited.

[dawn_bearer]

There was an audibly click as the door unlocked, but no other movement of it opening happened after.

Lucifer, it seemed, was not in the mood to play the good host.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Uh boy.

"Just remember the bed pans," Wilson whispered to himself as he reached for the door knob and pushed it open.

Stepping across the threshhold, he pushed the door closed behind him and then turned, leaning back against the jamb.

"So, I was thinking," he began without preamble. "What was it about my answer that upset you."

Licking his lip in a pensive gesture, Wilson released the door knob and walked a few steps into the room. Setting his hands on his hips, he looked down at his toes and then back up at Lucifer.

"Then I realized, that wasn't the right question."

[dawn_bearer]

Lucifer looked up from the book in his lap, arching one eyebrow at the doctor. "Oh?"

Did the mortal really need to get into this now?

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Seemed as good a time as any, besides why let a thing sit and stew. It was usually best to go with your gut.

"Mmm," he acknowledged with a slight nod and then began to pace thoughtfully.

"The better question. No. Actually, the only question that really counts is, why did it matter so much to you at all."

Pausing he turned and looked at Lucifer, his expression naked in it's curiosity.

"I should be little more than...a child to you, if that. Why would my words, upset you?"

[dawn_bearer]

"You should already know the answer to that, Dr. Wilson," Lucifer replied, face carefully blank of emotion. He turned back down to his book, dismissing the mortal entirely.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Ahhh but Wilson had a knack for refusing to be dismissed and he walked over to Lucifer until he stood directly in front of the man shaped being.

"Would you honestly have me make such an arrogant assumption?" He said softly.

"I respect who and what you are too much to make the blind leap from being honored that you seem to enjoy my company to the idea that you might enjoy my company."

[dawn_bearer]

The book was placed aside and Lucifer was on his feet, one hand resting gently over Wilson's throat in the time it would take for the mortal to blink.

"Games don't become us. I find your company pleasant, but it is not as simple as that and we are both aware of this."

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Wilson felt a natural jolt of mortal adrenaline race through his veins when Lucifer moved with more speed and aggression than he'd ever shown before but beyond swallowing to moisten a suddenly dry mouth, the young doctor remained still in the Adversary's gentle hold.

"You're right," he agreed in a low whisper, dark eyes holding Lucifer's gaze.

"It is complicated. Not just between you and I but also what lays between you and Aziraphale."

And perhaps, Wilson realized, he'd been trying to shy away from that fact because it was so wickedly complicated but it was something that wouldn't be hidden from.

[dawn_bearer]

Such exquisite reactions...

Lucifer pressed closer, shadowing Wilson's body with his own and just allowing himself to feel it. "None of which matter," He whispered into Wilson's ear, practically petting the other side of his neck with his thumb. "There will not be anything more than this. Understood?"

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Rather than cowering away, Wilson turned his body towards the Advesary's form an acknowledgement of his own role in the unexpected complications between them.

Despite the complexity of their dancing in the past, this was the closest that Wilson could remember being to Lucifer's gold eyes, to the warmth of his unique celestial scent, as familiar in it's own way as Phale's and yet completely Lucifer's own.

"And how many times, have you said those words to yourself already?" Wilson's voice was barely a whisper, hardly a challenge...more of an acknowledgement.

[dawn_bearer]

The grip around Wilson's neck tightened, to the point of being unyielding if he moved but not yet painful. "If I wished to, neither of you would be able to stop me from getting what I wanted."

[dr_jwilsonmd]

If Wilson had any preservation instincts at all, it was knowing when to remain still. Save for the quick, heavy tempo of his heartbeat, which no doubt the Prince of Hell could feel against the pads of his fingers.

"But that's not what you want from either of us. If it was, it would be over and done with."

[dawn_bearer]

"No, that's not what I want," Lucifer said evenly, still stroking the side of Wilson's neck with his thumb, feeling the fast beat under his touch.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

The touch was not going unnoticed but the mortal's flesh, which shivered delicately with awareness beneath the stroke of Lucifer's thumb.

While it was tempting to push on with the next natural question, it would have been useless words, already understood between them, a redundant conversation.

"It is your company I enjoy, Lightbringer. Not your power or your reputation but the being who makes me laugh, who teases me at the pool table and makes me look hard at myself and this new world around me. The being who was willing to dance the polka with me in a church yard to the joy of others. I will not lie and claim that there are not aesthetically pleasing qualities in my attraction to you but those are not what brought me up here tonight."

[dawn_bearer]

He could easily find himself wanting to touch Wilson more and more if his reactions were always like this.

Sighing softly, Lucifer pulled his hand away but made no move to distance himself from the mortal. "Go back to your angel before I do something regrettable."