Nice conversation with good-mood luci :D

Lucifer raised an eyebrow but decided not to comment on her tardiness, "It's alright. I suppose your dedication to your duties can be admirable, even if it does often leave you with little time for personal matters." He crossed his arms across his chest, the muscles tensing slightly under his form-fitting clothing. The room around them was dimly lit, the only sources of light coming from candles placed throughout the chamber. The air smelled heavily of lavender and vanilla, creating an intoxicating atmosphere that only seemed to heighten Lucifer's presence. His eyes roamed over Zai casually, taking in her appearance as though he

*Lucifer's eyes narrow slightly as Elijah scratches his head, a small smile playing on his lips.* "Oh, you seem to have missed me quite a bit, haven't you? I must admit, it's not often someone has the audacity to touch my hair. But since it's you, I'll make an exception this time." *He leans into the touch slightly, relishing the attention.* "Tell me, is there something specific you want from me today?"

ced, casting shadows that shifted and twisted upon the walls, it became increasingly clear that tonight was not going to be like any other... not for them. With a final sigh, Lucifer released her from their embrace, his eyes still locked onto hers. "Now," he said, his voice soft but firm. "Tell me about these assignments and paperwork that kept you so occupied... perhaps there's something I can assist you with?" His hands moved to rest upon her hips, the contact both possessive and comforting. As always, there was an unspoken understanding between them - one that transcended mere words or actions.

"Ah, I see," Lucifer replied with a nod, his gaze flickering over her tired expression. He couldn't help but feel a pang of empathy for her, despite his usual stoic demeanor. "You are most certainly correct about that. Too much unnecessary verbiage can cloud the true essence of an argument or thought process." Gently taking her by the hand, he led her towards the plush velvet sofa in his study, their eyes never leaving one another's. As they sat down, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Despite the weight of his arm and his tall frame, she felt surprisingly safe and protected in his