[Truthplot the second] - Lucifer - May 29
When waking up with Lucifer began to get familiar and comfortable, Jill knew that things had begun to go a little too far. Of course, she didn't stop it or even make an attempt to talk to him about it, because she didn't do that. She didn't talk about things. What she'd done was ignore it and now, rolling over into the warm patch of sunlight, Lucifer's body next to hers, she couldn't find anything wrong with it.
Provided she didn't look too hard.
Raising one arm to rub across her eyes, she yawned and then pushed her hair back, squinting into the sun. Briefly, leaving Lucifer lying in the bed, she got up and shut the slats on the window, blocking out the sun that was practically blinding her. Turning back, she stretched out beside him again, curving her body closer to his.
"Morning," she mumbled, although she wasn't entirely sure if he was even awake just yet. There were plenty of creative ways she knew to wake him up, though, and she was fully prepared to employ each and every one of them.
Provided she didn't look too hard.
Raising one arm to rub across her eyes, she yawned and then pushed her hair back, squinting into the sun. Briefly, leaving Lucifer lying in the bed, she got up and shut the slats on the window, blocking out the sun that was practically blinding her. Turning back, she stretched out beside him again, curving her body closer to his.
"Morning," she mumbled, although she wasn't entirely sure if he was even awake just yet. There were plenty of creative ways she knew to wake him up, though, and she was fully prepared to employ each and every one of them.