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[The video opens on a rather ecstatic looking face, the Devil seemingly pleased beyond all measure as he stands in what appears to be an abandoned club.]

Hello, hello, you lovely duckies, you. Lucifer, here, and I'm thrilled to be able to share the news that through whatever means that I'm not currently questioning, my bar's wound up being sucked through that lovely portal. Or something. Not too sure on the specifics, but again, not questioning. To anyone who noticed a rather tall building appear, that'd be mine. Well, it is now. Papers signed and everything. Ladies and gentlemen... and others, welcome to Lux.

[There was a moment where he paused and turned the camera around, showing the interior of Quarantine's newest posh bar, then the screen was back on him and his too-pleased smile.]

While I'd love to open it as is, since everything including top shelf alcohol seems to have come through with it, I'm a bit short on staff. And by short I mean completely bereft. So, if anyone's interested in bartending, dancing, or finding another occupation that may be needed here, do please contact me. My new quarters will be in the Penthouse -- which reminds me, there's scads of floors here that are free, so I'm leasing space as well to anyone who's of a need. I'm sure there's a deal to be made for anyone interested.

[*note: There's a semi-walkthrough video here for a better look of the interior of the club, for those interested.]

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But it does now?

[They've talked about this once or twice before. He's had his way of doing things for so long, and yet he seemed to relish in the new. To her, as long as he's happy, that's what matters. And for now, she listens to him play, though she doesn't know the song, or the lyrics behind it. Too bad. It's lovely, though, soft and almost tender in its melody.]

I do. Unless there's a reason that I can't that I don't know about. [A pause, and then, quietly:] That's pretty.

It does when it's with you.

[He plays, keeping to the tone of the song; slow and moody, a little whimsical in some places. A smile for her, that private, soft smile that only she can bring out.]

Mm. We'll have to see...

[He wants to kiss her. He always wants to kiss her lately. Now that he can, there's this craving to have her lips pressed to his. But there's a sweet sort of pain in denying himself that. The ache of just desiring and not having -- not right away, anyway.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[It's easier to address his other comment than the first one, if only because she doesn't know what to say that isn't trite or overly saccharine. And yet for all his bravado and excess, he can be devastatingly affectionate and tender when he wanted to be. He does an excellent job at making her heart pound with words alone.

She turns her head to watch him over her shoulder, spotting that smile and returning it, something just as soft and sweet playing across her lips.]

What do you think it means?

[He noticed how she didn't like to talk about the realities of his past. Oh, not that they'd happened. Now that she believed he was who he said he was, she understood that. But he noticed the way she seemed to back away from talking about the downsides of being the Fallen Favored Son of God. Like it hurt her that he'd been slighted. Silly woman...]

I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

[It's not that she didn't want to talk about it. But it's so outside the realm of what she's used to that she isn't sure how. Or if he even wanted to discuss it with her. Far be it for her to try and pry into his past and his pain, but she would always listen to him if he wanted to share. It didn't change her feelings for him.

It's just... well, she's only human.]

Shall we continue to go round about this conversation. Look, love. If you want to know something, ask. If you want me to know something, do tell me. I'd rather not have you be vexed with me because I didn't think to ask something I didn't know I was supposed to. New to this, remember? Does that allow me a little leeway?

[Well. This conversation took an interesting turn. Her look slowly melts into one of puzzlement; she's not quite sure where this is coming from.]

I feel like I missed something here. Do you think I'm upset about something?

No. I just... want to head off anything like that before it happens. I may not have indulged in a relationship myself before, but I've seen all sides of them. I've peeked in the Hells of others who have to live the same shoddy life choices over and over. I've watched people do things to sabotage their own happiness. I don't want to do that, Chloe. I want... well, nothing's perfect, but I want as near to that as I can get.

[The song trailed off before he started on another. "It Had To Be You", paired with a kiss to the side of her neck.]

I'm not so fool enough that I can't admit when I need help.

Okay...

[Well, that's all fair enough, really, though she's still a bit confused about where this was coming from so suddenly. One second she'd been attempting to flirt, and next he was expressing the importance of communication in their relationship. But she listens to him intently, because it's something that matters to her too.]

I'll be sure to let you know if or when something bugs me. I'd like the same thing too; if something's bothering you, I want you to come to me. About anything. It's... things are different, now that I know. Or believe, I guess. But I'd say we're hardly like two people in Hell, you know.

[He often forgot that he wasn't always saying what he was thinking out loud. His mind went in a few different areas and it had led off towards the long term between the pair of them. He turned the kiss into a nibble, angling his mouth down to her shoulder.]

I will. Now, what were you saying about things popping up?

I don't think I said anything like that.

[The sudden dip of his mouth against such a sensitive area has her arching her back slightly in response; he might be able to feel the small shudder that quaked down her body.]

I'm sure I could think of something, though.

Mm? Any requests...?

[Either for nibbling, subject matters, or songs?]

Hm...

[Requests, huh? She can think of a few. Slowly, she starts to slide out of his lap so she can sit next to him, intending to slide even further done once she's gotten a little more room. The piano will make it awkward, but she's creative.]

Play something with some energy? Something upbeat.

Upbeat?

[Well, her sliding out of his lap wasn't putting a smile on his face, but he started to play something with more pizazz to it. 'Sweet Child of Mine' danced out under his fingers, and he gave her a curious look.]

That more to your liking?

Yep. Just keep playing.

[He may not be smiling, but she is, and it seems almost knowing as she leans in to give his shoulder a kiss before her hand settles on his knee. And then slowly slides up his thigh. The benefits of already being naked, apparently.]

[Oh. Well. Now he was starting to smile, a little grin around the edges of his lips as he leaned over to kiss the tip of her nose. He certainly liked being touched by her, and if that's what she wanted to do, he wouldn't stop her.]

[He may be adventurous, but she can be playful as well. And she can't help but wonder how far his piano skills extend. How much distraction he can handle. So she strokes along his inner thigh, wanting to get him worked up. All while watching his face as he plays.]

[It doesn't take much. Not from her. He feels that tickle along the inside of his thigh and bites his lip, cock starting to fill slowly as he looks curiously over at her.]

Would you like to take this to the bedroom? Or perhaps get up on the top there so I can make you sing?

[She knows that's what he wants; for her to lay across his piano so he can bury his head between her legs while he plays. And while she doesn't mind that, she's got her own plans in mind.

She sees his cock hardening and allows herself to touch him fully, fingers wrapping around him to help that arousal along. Just letting him feel the warmth of her palm.]

Later. After I'm done.

[He doesn't know the game she's playing, only that she's got a look in her eye and her hand wrapped around him. He stops playing, reaching for her instead as all those carnal desires flood through him.]

Done? You plan on using me up?

As if that's even possible for you.

[She knows he loves giving her pleasure. Of tasting her and feeling the way she writhes underneath him. She enjoys that too, of course, but he also has a habit of tiring her out. She wants to see that flicker of ecstasy across his face too -- and if she can catch him off-guard, then, well. That's fun too.

When he stops playing, she lets go of his cock.]

I didn't ask you to stop playing.

[His hands pause as he's reaching for her, looking down at himself, then up at her. A wicked grin spreads wide on his face and he laughs.]

Oh, is that what we're playing? Well then, may I at least have a kiss to tide me over?

Since you asked so nicely.

[She lets out a small huff of amusement as well before leaning in to kiss him, a slow press of her lips against his before she attempts to deepen it. Her hand, meanwhile, creeps back up into his lap and takes his cock in her hand again, squeezing him gently.]

[That simmer of arousal blooms into a wildfire, his mouth opening against hers, tongue coming out to lick into her mouth as he struggles to keep his hands from grabbing at her. He wants to pull her closer, draw her onto his lap, carry her into the bedroom and--

Well. He wants a lot right then. He's forcing himself to settle, to let her take the lead.]

[Oh. His intensity in which he meets her back is almost enough to get her to indulge in him further; to wrap her arms around him and let him do whatever he'd like. But she wants to see him relish in her touch. Wants to feel him resting hot and heavy in her mouth while he groans out her name.

So she pulls back a little regretfully, chin jutting out to gesture towards the piano.]

Play.

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