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The ride home was in a comfortable silence, only broken by Charlie’s soft snores and Lucifer's music. After Lucifer had tucked Charlie into bed, he knocked on their door, knowing Alastor was changing.
“Luci?” Alastor asked.
“Yep. Can I come in?” Lucifer called.
“Uh…sure.” Lucifer slowly walked in and then almost immediately started blushing because Alastor was in the middle of putting his pajama shirt on. Lucifer could see slivers of his darker skin tone peaking through his shirt.
When Alastor turned around to see Lucifer burning holes into his back, he chuckled, saying, “Can you help me? The shirt’s a little stuck.”
“Oh.. Y-yeah!” Lucifer walked over to help his partner and pulled it down over his nose.
“Thanks. The collar needs a bit of stretching out, though the shirt is the perfect size.” Alastor explained.
“Yepyepyepyepyep. All good!”
Stop being weird and awkward!
“Remember a few hours ago? When you said that when we got home, we would talk about our boundaries?” Alastor says, sitting on the bed and gesturing for Lucifer to sit beside him.
“Did I cross one?” Lucifer panicked, sitting down next to their partner.
“No, no.” Alastor chuckled. “I just think we should have that conversation.”
“Okay…How about you go first?”
“I-uh- don’t want to have sex. I don’t have a sex drive and the thought of it, even with you sounds unpleasant.” Alastor winced and looked down, fearing the worst.
“I thought so,” Lucifer moved Alastor’s head to press with their own, comforting him.
“You’re not mad at me?”
“No, why would I?”
“I dunno.”
“Well, there you go,” Lucifer laughs and unpresses their foreheads. “Anything else?”
“I’m fine with kissing,” Alastor says quickly.
“How intense?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugs.
“How about, if we start kissing and it gets too intense for you, you push me off/tell me to stop?” They suggest.
“Okay.” Alastor agrees, leaning into Lucifer.
“Do you have any places you don’t want me to ever try to kiss?”
“Below my belt,” Alastor says.
“I-okay. Is that it?”
“I’ll tell you if you do something I don’t like,” Alastor assures.
“Alright.”
After a beat of silence, he says, “I think-I think I’m comfortable with being shirtless around you. I know you're not going to do anything without permission, and it’s fun to watch you be flustered.”
“Hey!”
“And I think, I like it when your shirt’s off. I never get to see it.” He musses. “It’s a nice feeling to know that you trust me.”
“I do trust you.”
Alastor smiles and slowly kisses Lucifer.
“I’m a bit sleepy. How about we go to bed?”
“Me too.”
Lucifer got up to turn the light off, while Alastor tucked himself under the covers, laying down on his side.
Lucifer crawled in beside him, snuggling up next to him.
“Mlove you.” He tiredly says, eyes dropping. “Gnight.”
“Love you too.” He kisses him on the forehead and lets himself fall into a peaceful slumber.
The End.