Part Vingt et un - Where Adam gets clingy...

[gracefulsins]

Adam smiled when he felt himself being lowered down to the bed, it was easier that way, because he didn’t have to stop what he was doing and get onto the bed himself, and his hands still wrapped around him, Lucifer came down with him. He noticed absently that the bed wasn’t as comfortable as the one that they had left behind on the island, but then again, he doubted that there was a man made mattress on earth that was as comfortable as the one Lucifer had made for them. Still, this one was alright. He tilted his head back on the bed, making it easier for Lucifer while he worked his way down Adam’s neck, in no mood to be getting in the way of anything that Lucifer was doing.

But then, Lucifer pulled his body up, putting more distance between the two of them. The reaction was immediate in Adam, the contact instantly missed, craved. It pulled a groan from Adam, and he instantaneously tried to pull Lucifer back down. Of course, it didn’t work, Lucifer’s strength frustrating him at the fact that he couldn’t get his own way against it when he wanted, and the distance between them stayed. What was worse, Lucifer started kissing and biting his way down, taking his time, on purpose, Adam knew he was doing it on purpose, just like he was sure the devil knew that it was going to drive Adam crazy.

“You’re...” Adam trailed off after one word, caught between saying ‘doing that on purpose’ and ‘too far away’, but then Lucifer bit at him again, and he forgot. No fair. His back arched slightly off of the bed instead, a slightly conscious attempt to close the distance between them again, to get closer. Lucifer’s lips moving down his body were like ice, but the kisses were like fire, and he was just too far away, moving so slow and making Adam crazy. He uttered a low ‘mrrrr’ like sound, his body moving under Lucifer, restless, getting worked up, wanting, needing, craving, lusting. It was worse than when Lucifer was touching him, for the simple fact that Lucifer wasn’t touching him, just barely, and the way that he was... the light, slow kisses... again, not fair. He still gripped at Lucifer with his hands, and the inside of his thighs, knowing that he wasn’t going to get Lucifer to come closer until he wanted too, but needing something to grip onto never the less.



Lucifer chuckled against Adam's chest when he groaned, pulling back far enough to do so, and then going back to kissing and nipping at Adam's chest. When Adam spoke, the devil smirked wider. Yes, indeed he was. He was a lot of things, doing this on purpose, he was also slightly too far away, he was the devil, he was an angel. Lucifer was many things...he was slightly unsure to which of those things Adam was referring. So he asked, in between soft bites along his ribs. "I'm...what...Adam?" He exhaled across Adam's skin, tilting his head back to look up at Adam, the smile pulling his lips up further, like he might know exactly what Adam meant but was going to make him say it anyway.

Feeling Adam move under him like that, nearly writhing on the bed did urge the angel to move faster, but he really did like getting this reaction out of Adam when he could. It got harder to enjoy when he was worked up too. He moved over slightly, kissing over Adam's heart and breast bone. "E-lo-sha." He said, his eyes closed, his lips barely brushing against Adam's skin. He said it like a prayer, and after he did...he realized what he said, he paused. He'd just told Adam he loved him. He tried to not let it throw him very far, but he was reeling. This...meant...this whole thing had just gotten much more real. The meaning of that phrase? He'd once upon a time said that to his siblings and father. It was the most intense feeling the archangel had ever felt, more so than his hatred of humanity, more so than his feelings of betrayal over his brother's turning their backs on him.

Eventually he went back to what he was doing, but there was a different feeling in the air. He lay closer to Adam, moving up to kiss his lips again, pressing them back together. The phrase repeated itself in his head, and a few more times unconsciously on his lips between kisses. He knew that he'd have to explain later more than likely...but it didn't matter for now. Let him worship at Adam for now. They needed one another, they needed this. Both of them needed this strange whatever it was more than they needed anything else. So Lucifer gave him what he wanted, for another moment, his hands moving downward and hitching Adam's thighs up around his own hips, allowing him to actually get some leverage should he so please.

Adam wasted no time when he felt his hips being lifted up, in locking his legs around Lucifer as tight as he could manage, now that they were close together again, he wasn’t about to let go. He wrapped his arms around as well, effectively latching himself on to the devil, and good luck getting him to let go. He let the palm of his hand rest in between Lucifer’s shoulder blades, right where he knew that Lucifer was naturally the most sensitive, where he knew that his wings connected to his body, just putting the slightest bit of pressure while he held on.

“You,” Adam repeated himself again, more successfully this time now that they were closer together, though his voice was still husky and heavy, “were too far away.” He bit at Lucifer’s ear, knowing full well that he had known what Adam was going to say. There were a lot of things really that he could say about Lucifer, what Lucifer was, but none had been so pressingly important as the fact that he had been so far away. Not at the moment anyway.

He continued to move against Lucifer, enjoying the feeling, the connection, and the friction between their bodies; with Lucifer bracing his weight, Adam had enough room to do so, even when the two of them were pressed closer together. That was one advantage of being pressed to the bed over being pressed against the wall -though the wall had perks of its own, don’t get him wrong - was that the soft mattress allowed him mobility, it would take more strength on Lucifer’s part to pin Adam securely. Not that Lucifer didn’t have the strength, just that it would not have been a good idea for him to actually use it; much more than what he had used to keep Adam pinned against the wall would run the risk of hurting Adam, and they both knew it. It was a factor that they always had to be conscious of on some level.

He enjoyed the devils strength, but if either one of them pushed too hard, it was Adam who would end up paying the price.

He let his hand that wasn’t resting between Lucifer’s shoulder blades snake up through his hair, clawing his fingers though, and giving himself more leverage to move as well, their bodies sliding against one another, and their hips grinding together. “So don’t move away again.” He bit Lucifer’s neck this time, digging his teeth in and hanging on, knowing that it wasn’t actually going to hurt Lucifer, but maybe at least get the message across. Adam didn’t like Lucifer being too far away; ever, really. End of story.

Was Adam talking? Lucifer was too busy trying to keep his arms from giving out. His breath caught and Lucifer honestly forgot to breathe for a while. Eventually he remembered he was supposed to and his breath came back in heavy pants. His back bowed downward slightly, pressing into Adam. His body reacted to all the sensations, rocking his hips back against Adam's. He needed more, and he growled in response to Adam talking to him, not really focusing on anything he said beside the tone, that hungry, heavy tone. Eventually, Lucifer pulled Adam up, kneeling on the bed and using his arms to keep Adam close while he returned the kisses and bites along the other side of Adam's neck from where he was occupied with tearing a chunk out of his shoulder.

It put Adam higher up than Lucifer, but it kept them close, the idea that he would even hold Adam higher than himself ever, let alone practically worship at Adam's throat, only slightly bruising his skin. He didn't hurt his human. He knew the bruising would heal, but holding him too tightly would hurt him, and the idea of hurting Adam brought all sorts of bad feelings. Eventually he pulled slightly back, looking up at Adam, and shaking his head slightly. "I...won't." He panted, finally putting Adam's words together, "I...can't." He rolled his hips up against Adam's, kissing along his collarbone.

His hands moved to the front of Adam's jeans, trying to get to the button and the zipper without them having to move apart. Apparently Lucifer had forgotten how to make this easier, but he wanted to get those jeans off. Adam was holding himself tight enough that it was hard to get their hands between one another, and his legs were tight enough around Lucifer's hips to bruise a human. Those pants weren't going anywhere even if he got them undone...but still he was trying. He grumbled irritably, glaring at the waist of Adam's jeans like they were the worst evil ever invented (Like most beings in the universe thought he was. No. Buttons. Jeans. Pure. Evil.), why under heaven should these things be so damned difficult. Eventually he gave up, going back to kissing Adam silly, giving up for the moment. Humans had to be so difficult with their coverings.

Adam smiled into the kiss when Lucifer gave up on removing his jeans and just went back to kissing him. Either Lucifer had forgotten that he could just will the jeans away, or he had forgotten that they were not going to come off as long as Adam had his legs wrapped securely around his waist, or he had forgotten both. It would have been hilarious, if it hadn’t meant that Adam was actually going to have to move away from Lucifer. Ah well, such was life. One of them at least was going to have to remember how to take a pair of pants off. Today it looked like that person was going to have to be Adam.

Moving his hands up so that they were resting on Lucifer’s shoulders, Adam went about the task of unwrapping his legs from Lucifer’s waist, using his hands to keep himself from falling backwards as he did, keeping himself as close as he could to Lucifer, and not breaking their kiss. Once he had had his legs unwrapped from Lucifer and a secure balance on the bed, he took his hands off of Lucifer’s shoulders, leaning into the kiss more, leaning his upper body against the archangels, and letting his hands wander down to Lucifer’s own jeans, undoing the button and the zipper, since they were likely going to be much easier to take off without a human wrapped around them.

“Now... try...again.” Adam managed to get the words out while separating his lips from Lucifer’s just long enough to get little breaths of air. He slid Lucifer’s jeans down as much as he could, but with him kneeling on the bed, sooner or later, Lucifer was going to have to figure out that he was going to have to move. It was a bitch, Adam knew, but those were the breaks. He tugged lightly at Lucifer’s jeans, pressing their hips back together again just for a moment, grinding against him before pulling back, hoping that Lucifer would get the idea and move with Adam so that he could get his jeans off the rest of the way. He would also find Adam’s much easier to take off now were he to try removing them again, which Adam was sure he was bound to do. After all, the sooner the two of them were undressed, the sooner that they could move closer again. He knew that it was what Lucifer craved, just as much, if not more than Adam, being close, having that connection. Both of them had gone a long time without it, though Lucifer much longer, and it was a difficult thing to give up.

Lucifer smirked, his eyes darkening as he let his head cant off to one side, as his sky blue eyes ran their way slowly down along all of his...handiwork on Adam's chest. Pink skin, only a few that would darken to purple. He tensed for a moment, before leaning forward and gently pushing Adam backward, spreading his legs enough so that he could kneel between them. He pulled Adam's shoes and socks off, before biting at the insides of his legs through his jeans, starting at his calves, moving upward to his thighs. He wasn't biting hard, but enough to apply a good pressure to the sensitive skin there. He alternated between his legs for a moment his hands coming up so that his hands could continue massaging at his thighs while Lucifer...skipped up to the waist of Adam's pants.

He licked up the line of Adam's hips, nipping at the bones that slightly protruded from the flat plane of his torso, his eyes flicking up to watch Adam's face for a few moments, before looking back at what he was currently doing. He was back to that more than likely torturous slowness. He took his time kissing and sucking his way right at where cloth met flesh, across to the other hip, he repeated the same attention to his other hip bone, and then back across. This time though, he paused in the middle, one of his hands moved up and stroked along Adam, just with fingertips through jeans.

The devil took his time, looking at the button, his fingers still gently moving along Adam as he leaned down and took the edge of Adam's jeans in his mouth and gently tugged it around the button. He then took the zipper gently in his teeth and tugged it slowly down. When he got it down, his hands stopped what they were doing, and everything paused for a few tense seconds. Eventually though, his fingers hooked themselves under the clothing and he started to slide them downward, sitting up enough to pull one of Adam's legs out before pulling the other out and tossing them to the side. As he tossed the jeans to the side, his eyes never left Adam, looking down and up him with a distinct look of very human arousal.

This... This... Adam didn’t know what to do about this. Lucifer was all, teeth through denim, and teasing looks, and lips moving over skin, lips moving so, so slowly over his skin. How could he even... just, how? His entire body was on fire in response to Lucifer’s touch, feeling like he would be unable to stand too much more of this teasing, but at the same time, like he would be unable to stand it if it ever stopped. Adam had already forgotten the fact that he had been in the middle of undressing Lucifer himself, hell; he had pretty much forgotten everything besides what it felt like to have Lucifer biting at him, teasing him, making him want so much more.

His breath hitched in his chest every time he tried to breathe, the breaths were shallow though, his concentration firmly planted on other things. It was just lucky his body knew how to breathe when his mind decided that other things were more important, because if he actually tried to think about it, he was pretty sure that he wouldn’t remember how. Every bite brought a whimper, a low moan of pleasure, of needing more, but being helpless to do anything about it. Lucifer’s eyes alone were enough to keep Adam firmly planted in place on the bed, and as torturously slow as all of this was, he was doing nothing but enjoying every second of it.

This.Wasn’t.Fair.

That still didn’t mean that he wanted it to end. He did manage to lift his hips off the bed just the slightest bit when Lucifer tugged on his jeans (and felt like it was quite the accomplishment too). His body was writhing on the bed again, in excitement, in anticipation, with the way that Lucifer was looking at him... all of it. He felt like his blood was boiling just beneath his skin, in all of the best possible ways. By some stroke of awesomeness, Adam wasn’t wearing any clothes anymore, which was good, because he didn’t want to play games anymore, he couldn’t play games anymore. He just.wanted.Lucifer.

“Now, please, now.” Adam reached for Lucifer, not caring if he sounded weak, or like he was begging, he was, pretty much, so that was probably what it sounded like. It was just that need had overridden everything else, and he didn’t care about anything else. Just Lucifer; that was all.

There was a visible reaction to Adam's words, Lucifer was planning something different...but he moved toward Adam's hand anyway, like it was pulling him in. Yes, he was still wearing his jeans, but, Adam was wanting and how could he tell him no? Anymore? Lucifer took Adam's hand and kissed his palm, then his wrist, forearm, the inside of his elbow, his bicep, then his mouth. He shhh'd between kisses, trying to calm Adam down just a little. His fingers wrapped around Adam, and gently stroked him as he kissed the human til they were both panting. When he pulled back he nuzzled at Adam for a moment. "Shhh, E-lo-sha, Adam. Shh." His voice was husky, but he was honestly trying to keep Adam from having a heart attack or something. Along with the lust in his voice there was something else, a tenderness and care.

When he was content that Adam was going to be calm-ish, he moved back, his eyes on Adam, watching to see if he was going to get upset again. Humans couldn't separate themselves from their feelings, and while that could be fun, it was quite intense. Lucifer moved back down Adam's torso, keeping his eyes on Adam's face, he wasn't going anywhere, he was just going to make Adam happy. He wasn't trying to make him upset like that. Next time, Lucifer wouldn't push so hard. He kept stroking along Adam until he slowly replaced his hand with his mouth.

He wanted Adam to not have to feel any pain today. He dealt with enough because of Lucifer, today he could just enjoy.

Lucifer was slightly bunched back on his heels, this bed was too damned small for two bodies the size of theirs. How did they expect two men to sleep on these things? Not that Lucifer slept, but he was almost too tall to even stretch out in this body. If he got fatigued, this would hurt...but he just ignored it, and focused on pleasing Adam, who took up most of the bed on his own, sprawled out on his back. That didn't leave much room for Nick's thick legs, but the devil managed better than most humans would have. He wrapped his tongue around Adam and worked his way down, trailing gentle fingertips along the inside of one of Adam's thighs.

Adam did his best to calm himself down, surprised really at how intense his own reaction to everything had been. It was easier to calm down with Lucifer quietly shushing him, and there was that word or phrase or whatever it was again, ‘E-lo-sha’; he didn’t know what it meant, but he liked it, liked the way it sounded, and the way that it felt to hear it, and he was going to be asking about it later. For now though, he let it be enough to calm him, though he knew that he was going to have to be able to do it on his own.

This was like that wings thing all over again. Lucifer had an influence, a presence that dwarfed anything that Adam had ever felt before. As intense as it was to have anyone biting and kissing their way along your body, that feeling was only increased with Lucifer, made more intense, more consuming. Just like the first time when Lucifer had taken his wings away, Adam had not been expecting the feeling of... emptiness to be so complete, and he had thrown a tantrum, he had again underestimated how much Lucifer could affect him. He had gotten better though, with the wings, he no longer threw tantrums like that when they were taken away, because he knew what to expect, and he was going to have to do the same thing here; to know how much Lucifer could affect him, and that it was okay, that he didn’t need to react quite so strongly.

He watched Lucifer make his way back down his body, a light jolt going through his body when Lucifer took him into his mouth, the cold shocking his system and getting a long sigh out of him. He moved his hands up to run through Lucifer’s hair, but not guiding him, letting the devil go at his own pace, and letting himself just enjoy it. He managed to get his breathing a little more under control, still shallow, but more regular; his hips moving slowly in time with Lucifer, his body reacting instead of overreacting. His back arched off of the bed just slightly, before lowering back down to the mattress, small moans escaping out unchecked from between his lips; Lucifer was moving slow, still slightly teasing him, but he could handle it. The word ‘E-lo-sha’ was still going through his head, and he didn’t know why, maybe because it just sounded right, it felt like it fit. So Adam shut his eyes, and leaned his head back against the bed, letting himself just feel and enjoy and lose himself for a little while in what Lucifer was doing.

Lucifer wasn't quite going slow just to tease Adam, he was also quite aware of their difference in body temperature...he was letting Adam get used to it again. He took some time, trailing his tongue around the tip, around the base of it, over the sensitive nerves there. Once he worked Adam into his mouth a bit more, he very lightly drug his teeth along the sensitive, saliva slicked flesh, no where near hard enough to hurt, or chafe...just to add to the sensation. He increased the pace of his movements slightly, twisting his head side to side slightly as he moved up and down and picked up speed.

Adam kept up nicely, and Lucifer had no need to breathe. It made for a quiet chorus of Adam's noises which was just fine with the angel. He tried not to nuzzled into Adam's hands, as that would be counter productive, but he did..purr. Or he imitated the sound of purring. He liked when Adam touched him, in anyway. That sound vibrated up through his throat, and then out into Adam. He could feel Adam's arousal obviously, he did have his mouth wrapped around a good indicator, but he could almost feel it like he would sense...most everything else. He didn't always feel human emotions, not like that anyway. He hadn't felt the woman's downstairs, but he could /feel/ how much Adam wanted. Like it was pushing him slightly, not something conscious, something more chemical, more physical.

What he was 'feeling' was pheromones. Chemical arousal, the human body's way of finding a mate. Apparently even the angel who hated humans could learn. He didn't know what he was looking for, so he couldn't sense it in others...but in Adam? He responded in kind, following the lead that Adam gave him, trying to follow what made the feeling stronger, more intense. Adam wasn't the only one who was curious. Lucifer had once been at his Father's coat-tails, asking questions about creation. He wanted to know everything about everything...except humanity, but Lucifer had found his curiosity again, and he wanted to know what made Adam ticked. Wanted to pull more of those delicious sounds from Adam's throat, wanted to watch him, feel him writhe. So he followed the lead of Adam's body and pushed Adam into his throat, working it around him like he was half trying to swallow Adam whole.

Adam would have never thought that he could crave the cold so much; that it could be so wonderfully pleasant, and that he would want nothing but more of it. And wonderful it did feel, Lucifer made it that way. It was times like this that the question begged to be asked, why did a being that was made up of light always feel so cold? He figured it must have something to do with what had happened to him, though he didn’t really understand, and he never actually thought to ask for more details about it when he was he was in any kind of position to. In his defence, it was kind of easier to focus on the fact that he was so cold when he was wrapped around Adam that way, because otherwise, there were honestly times when he barely even noticed anymore. He was in contact with Lucifer so often, sleeping against him, holding his hand, kissing him, that it had just kind of... become a part of everything, a part of Lucifer that was always there.

Then of course, there were times like this, where Adam really noticed it. That just made it all the more enjoyable. It was kind of like, an extra sensation on top of everything else once he got used to it.

He didn’t even need to think about it in order to keep time with Lucifer, his body just kind of did it on its own, natural instinct, automatically trying to seek out and create the most pleasure as was possible. He knew what he wanted, what felt good, and the rest didn’t matter right now.

His moans started getting louder as Lucifer started working him faster, and the pressure in his own body started to build; and even if there had been someone nearby that was going to hear him, he wouldn’t have cared. As it was, Adam had gotten the impression that the woman downstairs couldn’t hear anything that was more than five feet away from her, and the room across the hall was supposed to be theirs as well. As for the rest of the building, he didn’t know, and again, he didn’t really care. He was far too caught up in what he was doing with Lucifer, and what Lucifer was doing too him; his hips rising and falling off of the bed, his breathing becoming less controlled and more sporadic again, his fingers clutching (what would be painfully for anyone else) at Lucifer’s hair, and moans that were coming longer and louder with each passing second.

One thing Lucifer could at least appreciate in humans...their ability to adapt. To get used to things. Lucifer could withstand a lot, but he didn't easily change. He didn't accept, he changed the world around him to suit his wants and needs...since humanity couldn't do that, they had other gifts. Inventiveness and adaptability...even the devil could at least appreciate that in humanity. Most would recoil from his body temperature, on instinct, he seemed wrong somehow, being that cold. People who were alive weren't that cold. Simple as that. Where Adam craved the cold though, Lucifer sought warmth. The cage had sucked the warmth from him, dark, cold, barren wastes, what it was like without Father. The essence and footprints of Death, what had existed before everything.

Right now? Lucifer could have cared less where they were. He just cared that they were. They could be doing anything in the world...but he was convinced that Adam might have had other opinions on the matter. He would have to ask him later. One down side to being nearly omnipotent? It came with a wonderful ability to multi-task...which left Lucifer moving his body, not paying much mind to it save for the occasional direction for it. Manipulating it...when he wasn't focusing on his own pleasure, was easy. So the devil could enjoy Adam's ever increasing loudness, he took quite a bit of pride in the fact he could get responses like that from his human.

What the devil didn't notice, though? Was that his grace was doing something it wasn't /supposed/ to be doing. The energy that made up the angel, and all other angels for that matter, was pooling over Adam's heart, laying against and sinking into his skin. That would have perturbed the angel if he knew, but it wasn't hurting the human, matter of fact it would probably feel quite nice considering that it was meant out of love, seeking to show Adam what Lucifer had told him earlier without explaining. So how was he supposed to know that basically part of himself was trying to break off and sink into Adam? That symbol Lucifer had been tracing over and over tried to trace itself, but sadly there was spell work that needed to be done for it to 'stick', so to speak. That apparently didn't stop his grace from trying to do so, it seemed. He just kept thinking to himself, alternating between massaging at more sensitive places on Adam and swift strokes downward, easily taking all of him into his cool mouth.

The glyph wouldn't stick, wouldn't take...yet.

Adam suddenly felt really... nice all over. He wasn’t sure what the feeling was or where it was coming from; just that it was like nothing that he had ever felt before, and that it felt really, really good. It was almost like a feeling of... comfort, had crept up his body and settled over him, almost like a feeling of love, or caring... something along those lines. He was feeling a lot of good things right now though, and it was hard to pinpoint, he only really noticed it because it was new, and it was a feeling that seemed to be both physical and emotional at the same time. He wasn’t sure if that even really made sense, but he was having a hard enough time focusing as it was, so he just accepted it, letting the feeling wash over him and mingle with all of the others.

And boy was there a lot of them right now. Unlike Lucifer, who seemed to be able to just block things out so much of the time when he didn’t want to have to deal with them, Adam was all too connected with his body and the things that he was feeling. They were, in fact, coming very close to ruling him at the moment. His mind had long ago gone onto autopilot, and let his body take over. The combination of everything was making him writhe and squirm on the bed, though he was on some level doing his best to keep himself kind of still.

He was failing at that, but oh well. The bed that they were on was noticeably smaller than the one that they’d had on the island that was the problem. There was a lot less room for two men their size to be moving around. He and Lucifer still seemed to be accommodating each other nicely.

As he came closer to his orgasm, the movements of his hips became sharper, slightly harder for him to keep in time with Lucifer, and his breath hitched up in his throat with each move. Finally, his fingers clutching tightly to Lucifer’s short hair, his hips rose just slightly off of the bed for one final time, the muscles tightening all the way up his body, and a final loud groan as he came. He then released his tight grip on Lucifer and his hips lowered back down to the bed, and his body slowly started to unwind and untense; Leaving a very happy and very satisfied Adam lying on the bed with Lucifer, trying to catch his breath for what would be the first time in quite a while.

This slightly bruised Luicfer's lips, Adam's hips were bony. He kept up with Adam's changing pace, until he felt Adam tense. Ironically, Lucifer disliked meat more than the slightly strange taste of male sex. He swallowed it and sat up, smirking at the look on Adam's face, and then he noticed what the human couldn't see. Oh, well now...that didn't bode well. Thankfully his concern didn't show on his face as he untangled himself from his human's legs and moved him slightly so that Lucifer could sidle up next to him on the small bed. He lay next to Adam and watched him unwind and settle down. He felt a slightly strange feeling and looked down at his undone jeans that were half twisted around his legs...oh...right, pants. Hmm. Lucifer arched an eyebrow at them and twisted a little, settling the denim in a more comfortable place.

Once that was taken care of he propped himself on one elbow, lying on his side to face Adam, still smirking at him. His free hand trailed cool a cool finger down the middle of Adam's chest. "You alright?" He asked, after he gave his human a few more minutes of bliss. So he was looking a bit smug, and he was only half wearing pants and his hair was all sorts of over the place. They looked like lovers...it was slightly amusing to the devil, and Adam was lovely. He took his time, watching Adam come down and catch his breath. He didn't know for sure why Adam got so worked up at times, but...he seemed better now. More relaxed.

He'd said it...and he knew it. He also felt it...even if he didn't want to /admit/ it out loud. Adam was more than likely going to either figue it out, or ask about it and Lucifer would relent and tell him. Adam was entirely too capable of manipulating Lucifer at times, especially when he was in a good mood and smiled like he did. It lit his enire face up, and made Lucifer want to give him the world, litterally. It had made Lucifer do all sorts of strange things already, that smile, those quick, surprising kisses of his. Speaking of kisses, Lucifer gently pressed his lips to Adam's before breaking it and settling sightly closer to his human.

Adam was more than happy to move over and accommodate Lucifer when he came to lie next to him, moving closer again once he thought that Lucifer was settled. “I’m fine, more than fine actually,” he nodded, leaning into Lucifer slightly once he had his breathing back under control. It was another thing that he just kind of... did when the two of them were lying together; he had gotten uncomfortably comfortable with having Lucifer so close, lying next to him. How many mornings now had he woken up to find himself practically cuddled into Lucifer’s side?

He couldn’t help but smile when Lucifer leaned down and kissed him, shifting slightly and settling in to allow the devil to move closer. “This bed is way too small,” this came out sounding merely like an observation, not a complaint. He wasn’t really complaining about it, because it was merely a good excuse to move in closer to Lucifer, not that he needed one, but it was there. Still, he didn’t think that it was going to do the two of them forever. It was meant as a single bed really, for one, not two people, never mind two tall men like Adam and Lucifer. That was why the lady downstairs had given them each a room.

They had been spoiled with the one on the island, but still, he didn’t want to do back there. He was much too excited at the prospect of going around the town tomorrow and exploring. He would rather deal with a smaller bed for a little while.

Speaking of... “the key, it’s still in the door.” Adam frowned slightly when he realized, looking at the door. When they had come in, he had shut the door right behind them, without even thinking about it, and left the key to their room just hanging there, now on the outside of the hall. It wouldn’t do to leave it there all night, in a questionable motel in an unfamiliar town. But he was so comfortable, and the door was so far away. He narrowed his eyes slightly, glaring at the door, almost like you would glare at the T.V. remote when it was across the room, much too far away to consider actually getting up and going to get it. He blamed Lucifer. Lucifer had been all distracting like, and Adam had forgotten the key in the door. Totally not his fault.

Lucifer shifted just a little, giving Adam a little bit more space to get right next to him. "You fit so well right there." He commented, gently touching Adam's face for a moment, before moving his hand and placing it on Adam's nude hip, coiling his fingers around him and keeping him close. He liked having Adam that close, it...soothed the angel, even in a town, with people alive and not possessed. Even with his vessel rotting away, and no prospects for another. Adam was here, and that made everything less...pressing. E-lo-sha was like that.

Lucifer chuckled when Adam mentioned the bed, he'd thought the same thing. "I know, how do they expect two men to sleep on this bed? It's entirely too small...but I guess that means that you'll just have to stay right there." He was still smirking, today may have been just what he needed to be here...to be at ease here. Surprisingly he was...it wasn't as calming as the island, by any means, but it was good. It...spoke volumes about how much he'd changed in a microsecond to him. It wasn't a total turn around, but it was pretty damned close when you looked at it.

Lucifer watched Adam's eyes darken and his face contort into that...well one of the multitude of faces that Adam made that were endearing. "Yes, I know...I didn't have the chance to get it...earlier." He held up his hand from Adam's hip and there was a key on it. "But...it's here now." There was also a discernible click as the bolt turned in the door. He slipped the key into his pocket, shrugging one shoulder a little, it was kinda what he did. "There, no reason to get up now...I wouldn't let you anyways, you're fine just where you are."

“Mmm, that I agree with, I’m fine right where I am,” Adam nodded, all traces of the glaring look that he had been directing towards the door to their room disappearing, and being replaced with that same, lazy smile again. He would be just happy not having to move until say... tomorrow morning sometime. That sounded about right. It had, after all, been a long day. Even if it wasn’t too late in the evening where they were now, the sun had been setting on their little island when they had left, and then they had spent if not a long time, certainly a stressful time in Windom, and then here. Throw that all together, and it made for a long day, and a tired, lazy Adam.

This day, which hadn’t started out so great to say the least, had certainly ended well, and over all, Adam was happy. Even after the ill-fated venture back to Windom. He didn’t think that he was going to be going back there again anytime soon, if ever again. Adam glanced down his chest, looking over some of the fresh marks there. Not many this time, and most would disappear by morning. There were a few that were already starting to darken, and that he knew were going to bruise. He could feel one or two starting on his neck as well. It occurred to him, that there had not been a time, since that first night he had run into Lucifer in the bar, and he had bitten Adam in a dream, where there had not been bruises over one part of his body or another. He had to wonder at that, and especially at the fact that he didn’t even really care.

“No, I can’t say that I think that this bed, or any other for that matter, was made with the intention of two men sleeping on it,” Adam chuckled at Lucifer’s comment, enjoying the casual way that he had made it, as though two men sleeping together was the most natural thing in the world. There were a lot of people that would disagree. Not that any of them mattered even the tiniest bit, but not everyone spoke about it so casually. “Besides, they’re single beds anyway, remember? That’s why she gave us two rooms instead of one... or part of it anyway. Most beds just aren’t made for two men our size.” Adam wiggled his feet, which came very close to hanging off of the bed as it was, to emphasize his point. He was pretty much just tall enough for the bed.

Lucifer didn't know it, but he'd been wanting some'one'/'thing'/being to call his own since he'd gotten out of the pit. Lilith had been totally his since he'd left heaven. His only....possession, even if she wasn't able to keep him company he felt some sort of pleasure knowing she existed. It helped keep him from going mad at the very least, kept him strong. Now? He had no one, she had been slaughtered to set him free, her last act of loyalty, and demons weren't loyal very often. So...the angel had been alone, and he had been unconsciously looking for someone. Now he had Adam, and he wouldn't dream of doing to this human what he had done to Lilith. It didn't seem right to do so. He would break that shard of heaven in his human if he tore him down.

The way Adam phrased his reply about the bed made Lucifer give him a sort of quizzical look. “Surely they make beds large enough for two humans to sleep on comfortably?" He asked, his voice slightly skeptical, like Adam may be joking...'or any other for that matter...' that was what had made him confused. They made /no/ bed big enough for the two of them? Let alone for human procreation which led to sprawled out limbs, so Lucifer was a bit concerned, was he always going to have to make the beds? Not to mention that Sam Winchester was taller than either of the two of them and he must just be out of luck then.

"Well, I like ours better." He ended up saying, sounding slightly petulant about the whole thing. He did make a face, and it could almost be construed as a pout. Yes, the devil was a spoiled child at times, but with the ability to make almost anything go his way should he wish it...but he left the bed small and slightly uncomfortable. It gave him a reason to stay close to Adam, not that he needed one or anything...he was perfectly content with the reason of 'I want to.' but...this was nice enough. It would do. Lucifer's feet touched the edge of the mattress, him being slightly taller than Adam. He was seriously contemplating bringing their bed to them...it wouldn't be hard, because he had a sneaking suspicion that Adam wouldn't sleep nearly as soundly on this spring filled thing as he would on their bed...and their bed was bigger. And all around better. If Lucifer didn't say so himself, he did mighty fine work.