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It's hard to relax after a long shift roaming around the city and maintaining the teetering balance but what made it all the more easier was the fact that his partner was awaiting in his apartment and graciously welcomed him back when he arrived. There was still some residual exhaustion but he was eager to hold a small conversation before slipping away to clean himself up from the work day. The hardest part of the whole thing was making sure that Lucifer didn't simply barge into the bathroom while he took a shower to decompress peacefully for a couple of moments.

When he's all clean and dressed in but a simple t-shirt and shorts, the reaper eyes the belt that he carried on his person as a small prank formulated in his plan. Lucifer was rather fond of all manners of serpents and he was no stranger to what the belt could do. Still that didn't mean that Matthieu couldn't surprise him nonetheless.

Belt in hand behind his back, he slowly stalks through the halls to locate his quarry. It doesn't take much to locate the man who was lounging across bed in the guest bedroom downstairs, seemingly entertaining himself with whatever was on his phone. The perfect opportunity to strike. He doesn't waste the precious chance and charges into the bedroom with a tease in french before jumping onto the bed and wrapping the belt around the unsuspecting man's waist.

The magic is activated with a quick ignition feed of his energy. However something feels distinctly off this time though he can't investigate too much as he loses his balance and slips off the bed in the end. Mission success!

...though he didn't realize what he had really done.

Date: 2017-12-31 05:54 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] deepestdesires
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That's not the reaction that he would have expected, and Lucifer is quiet as Mattheiu takes his hand. As soon as he's able to he reaches up to gently cup his reaper's face and nudge him closer.

"Then perhaps we don't get this fixed," he comments quietly, a grin slowly spreading across his lips. The hand tracing along Mattheiu's scales stills for a moment, brushing between the both of them slowly. "I quite like it."

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