Adam seeing Lucifer walking around in his robe and curlers, his oversized pink sweater and pyjama bottoms, in his ducky onesie on Sunday's and being like, "I could tap that. I bet he'd moan as he takes my cock." He finished his shot before going back to leer at Lucifer's wagging ass as he excitedly explained his latest duck with Charlie and Vaggi. Adam couldn't help but watch the tail of Lucifer's costume wiggle back and forth.
When Lucifer practically skipped off, Adam slid off the bar stool and followed. The elevator opened and he quickly stepped on behind Lucifer. Instead of hitting the button for his floor, he waited until they got off on Lu's floor.
The little king was so interested in his duck he didn't notice Adam until Adam boxed him up against the wall.
'Fuck, he's cute,' Adam stared down as Lucifer looked up at him.
"Adam?" Lucifer tilled his head curiously. "What are you doing?"
"We should fuck," Adam blurted out.
Those cute blinking eyes sharped and Lucifer smirked. "Should we now?"
The liquid courage that fuelled Adam ran out under Lucifer's scrutiny.
He almost recoiled and ran away, but Lucifer took the lapel of Adam's leather jacket in hand and yanked so hard that Adam's knees buckled and he found himself down on them looking up at Lucifer.
The cute look was wiped from Lucifer's face and replaced with a rather lustful one.
"Y-yes?" Adam replied a little unsure now.
Lucifer licked his lips hungrily, "bet you'd look so good taking my cock."
This wasn't how Adam thought things would go, but he couldn't say he was opposed.












