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Adam was a rotten little asshole, and Lucifer couldn't understand why he was the only angel that could see that.
Earth was still new – still fresh enough that no leaf had yet the chance to yellow and fall – and so was the man who'd been sculpted from dust. There was talk of soon making him an equal, following through on the preordained plans they had determined long before paradise was spun to life.
Lucifer was beginning to be of the opinion however that something had already gone awry when he heard Adam's foul tongue weave together the first curses, tainting Eden with the vulgar horseshit that flung from his lips. He had suggested maybe they should restart while they had the chance, humanity might turn out better if it were spawned from a... different starting point, but the Seraphrims were proud of their creation to the point of blindness.
Adam was treated like a spoiled only child that could do no wrong – a spoiled brat that mastered the doe-eyed look when the authority figures were in the frame – finest of the herd by sheer merit of being the only.
It wasn't a good start, but maybe when there was another human it would knock him down a peg.
Still, when Lucifer found him tormenting the animal kingdom, trampling a field of juicy foliage for the herbivores that looked on with docile dismay at his needless destruction...
It bit the last straw. Even if Lucifer wasn't going to convince them with that instance alone, he was prepared to drag Adam's ass in front of them and let them know what their glittering golden child was up to. Hopefully the ordeal would mortify Adam into good behaviour, and if not then at least he'd build up a record.
"Ha! Stupid fucking dodos, I own you bitches. Winners get to do what they want, lucky I'm not allowed to eat you just yet, up top first man!" He high fives himself and lets out a mean laugh as the animals peck over the ruins before calling it quits and then scatter.
He waits until Adam's done, about to trek on and find his own Lunch when Lucifer reveals himself out of the blue with a spread of six fiery, holy wings.
"And just what was that, Adam?" His words rumble, using his best steely, disapproving voice.
"Holy fucking- fuck fuck-!" Adam jumps almost a meter in the air, whipping around.
"...Uh, nothing? Just playing with the animals," He recovers and the lie slips off his tongue far too easy. Adam crosses his arms, gets haughty in defense.
"What are you doing? Don't you have better shit to do then watch and nag me all the fucking time? The other angels know what's good, mind your own business."
"Excuse me?" Lucifer genuinely balks at his audacity, hands curling into fists.
"Do you know who you're speaking to? You're coming along with me, we're going to talk about this with some of the seraphrims. You should know that's not an acceptable way to treat living beings."
"Uh, yeah... no I'm not.” His feet shuffle in the opposite direction, “The animal kingdom was made for me. I'm up top and they're down there. Who gives a shit what I do to them? Do they not let you have any fun up on your high throne? No wonder the other angels don't like you, you don't have to be such a fucking boring priss all the time - like, yeesh! Don’t be so lame."
Adam's watching him carefully, chin high in defiance. Lucifer isn't deterred, narrows his eyes before he reaches forward to grab at the other man.
Adam was much taller than him, but he was only mortal, the discrepancy meant nothing in terms of strength. Still, Adam knocks him off-guard – quite literally - by gritting his teeth and deciding to tackle him. Bowling him onto the unsteady ground so that they both fall flat and roll down the shallow hill.
The world is turned upside down, topsy turvy as the sky swings above and below his vision, Adam lets out more cusses and a trail of "ow!"s as they hit every branch and rock down the slope. Lucifer can’t be damaged by it but still winces at the sticks that wedge in between his feathers, at the hard ground that batters his wings.
"Enough." Lucifer snarls as near the bottom he's finally able to break their fall, pinning the disorientated mortal beneath him.
"You think attacking an angel is the way to slip out of facing the consequences of your actions? You're in deep shit you little asshole."
"Ugh-"
Adam looks dizzy but his eyes hazily focus on the angel crashing his party, baring his teeth at him once more.
"Fuck, I slipped, alright?" Another lie, "Why do you gotta take everything so personal? Just get off and leave me be already, what's your deal?"
Lucifer has had enough of the shallow squabbling, he opens his mouth to bite at the other man with his words once more, but freezes when feels something hard press against his leg.
He looks down to confirm his suspicions, and indeed they hadn’t rolled atop an unfortunate snake. Their current positioning had given Adam a raging hard-on.
Lucifer was dressed, but Adam strode around bare and there was no concealing it. He didn’t even look embarrassed by it, simply a little heated, a faint flush to his skin he didn't even know to try and hide.
"Great, well that's something I gotta deal with now too, thanks asshole." Is the only thing he has to say in reference to it when he notices Lucifer’s still face and wide eyes.
Lucifer sucks in a breath, previous anger melting in the face of sheer awkwardness.
Sounds like he had figured out what it was for. He knew the angels wanted that to be something humans were more ashamed and moderate about... for whatever reason, but obviously that lesson hadn't been imparted yet.
He can't bring Adam in front of the Seraphrims, bruised and dirty after rolling down the hill and with a stiffy. That would not go in his favour.
"Y-you... uh, you know... you should probably be saving that for Lilith. You shouldn't handle that alone." Of course, the unpleasant conversation would be left at his shoes. He loosens his hold a little, but then Adam tries wiggling away and he has to apply pressure once more. Red cheeks growing more rosy as it rubs against him.
"Why?" Adam snorts, taking in his reaction with a shrewd eye.
"The fuck’s wrong with your face? What's wrong, you jealous? Is mine bigger than yours?" Adam taunts, careless. Breath a little heavier, moving a little against him – thankfully not foolish enough to grind up against him but still shivering as the contact of Lucifer's fabric rouses him.
He doesn't know. Doesn't know what he's saying, doesn't know what he's doing. Lucifer has repeat it like a mantra in his brain. He needs to diffuse this so he can report on the slimebag.
Even though he knew it would make no difference.
...
Instead that's not what he does.
"You are bigger." He begrudges to admit, Adam's proportions made that pretty inevitable even if he wasn't already particularly – literally - blessed in this domain.
"But it's what do you with it that matters," Lucifer's own breath is getting a little uneven, Adam doesn't look uncomfortable though. Just watches him, leans forward like Lucifer was about to dispel some secret holy knowledge he shouldn't be about to let slip and he wanted to be sure to catch it.
"And you shouldn't do that alone..." Sin wasn't yet a concept. Adam shouldn't do it because the other angels didn't want him to, which was no deterrent to the heedless man when no-one was watching.
"Because it feels better when you do it with someone else.”
Adam had... unfortunately hit the mark when he said none of the other angels liked him. He was different, stood out. His visions and dreams went against their already rigid, inflexible designs. His observations were even worse, too astute, weren't what they wanted to see.
He had held a vain hope that humanity would be the key to him finding companionship. Not in a romantic sense, just that perhaps the mortals would be more willing to listen to his outlandish fantasies for Earth and mankind, that if he somehow couldn't find likeness with his own perhaps he'd find it with what he’d helped to create.
Adam certainly wasn't what he was looking for, but he was lonely, and when the first man looked at him with that needy fire in his eyes...
"Yeah? Bullshit, show me then." Adam orders. Lucifer knows this was the point of no return, that he really had to withdraw and try to salvage this, smooth out the altercation so it would be nothing but an embarrassing memory.
...
"Alright, but it's different between two men." Lucifer says and Adam doesn't bat an eye. Looks relieved – probably because he knew he was in process of slipping off the hook and was about to get reprieve to his now most pressing problem - had distracted the disciplinarian threatening to earn him the horror of a couple of disappointed looks and slap on the wrist.
"Are you alright doing something different? It might hurt a little at first depending on what we do, but I can be gentle."
No no no, he should not be saying this. Despite the fact ‘Do NOT fuck the humans.’ went unspoken to the point it wasn't yet part of any of Heavens rule books - and heaven LOVED unnecessarily laying down the law - if any of the other angels could see him right now he knew he would be sent flying towards oblivion.
Part of him hopes Adam will show hesitance, change his mind with as much spontaneity as he usually does so he doesn't have to dig a bigger hole for himself.
"How bad? I fell on a rose bush earlier today, like that?"
There are little scratches over his flesh that Lucifer only now just notices... Adam had clearly thrashed, probably kicked and pulled at it when that happened - because there were more than a misfortunate tumble should've caused.
"More like a dull ache, until you get use to it. Only if we do... that one thing in particular though." Lucifer says, growing hesitant.
Adam misinterprets his reluctance and gets testy. He was use to the angels coddling him, covering him over in bubble wrap, and had already developed a fine sense for when they were being protective and keeping him from enjoying himself – couple of stings and scrapes or not.
"But it'll feel good right?"
"Yeah-"
"Well fucking hurry up then, show me." Adam licks his lips, brown eyes looking up at him with such lusty excitement... such raw, unfiltered desire...
That Lucifer can't help himself. He moves quick, flips Adam over and onto his belly.
"Oof-"
Adam pulls himself up onto his hands and knees. Shivering a little when Lucifer gently presses a hand on his back, keeps him from rising too far.
"Stay there." He says, looking around to make sure Sera wasn't watching from afar with wide, wrathful eyes as he rips down his pants. Adam looks behind him, gets a glimpse of Lucifer's cock as he slides it out from his maroon undergarments (in modern times there were little ducks weaved into the fabric, he hadn’t gotten around to that alteration).
"...Huh, nice. Thought you'd have a teeny weeny, being such a short stack." Adam's voice is marked with approval and Lucifer isn't quite sure what to do with that.
"W-woah." Adam shivers and turns his head back as Lucifer spreads open his cheeks, "You can do stuff back there? Fucking... knew it.".
Rather than dive straight in with his dick like the scandalous fuck out in the open it was, Lucifer tempts fate. He'd seen Adam, without much interest at the time, washing himself in the stream earlier before he'd set out to torment the animals.
The waters of Eden were pure, much more cleansing than modern Earth. Soap or shampoo - which hadn’t even sprung into existence just yet - weren't yet a necessity needed to wash clean the thin and natural grime of paradise.
So he doesn't have much concerns when he decides he needs a taste of the mortal man. He buries his face in Adam's ass like one of the now-starved herbivores, making Adam jolt a little in surprise as something wet and long prods at his hole.
"What the fff-?" Adam trails off but doesn't actually sound too disturbed as the angel circles the tight ring of muscle. His hands press into the back of Adam’s thighs, firm hands smoothing up and down the back and insides of his legs.
"Don't tense." Lucifer pulls away to mutter and Adam relaxes his muscles without complication, obviously comfortable and having no learned need to feel self-conscious about the experience.
Lucifer's tongue slithers back in place, he toys with him for a bit with the flat of his tongue, watching as Adam squirms closer or away depending on how overwhelming the sensation feels. Eventually he pushes past the lined halo without much resistance, sliding the long appendage into the other man’s gummy insides, exploring the raw flavour of the man.
It was never too temperate or sweaty in Eden. It was like his fine natural musk was only sharper, more potent, familiar yet strange when taken in with a different sense.
Lucifer enjoys it, enjoys more the low noises he’s pulling from the other man, how his legs tremble and quadriceps tighten trying to hold tight to the sensation.
"...Okay, I'd never have thought of this in a million years. Most I ever got to imagining was someone else palming my junk. You some kind of a freak or something?" Adam laughs but it's without barbs, hips moving a little to spread the new feeling around his pelvis.
"Fuckkk- that's weird, feels good though." He groans, continues to shiver as the long wiry tongue rubs up against his sphincter and flicks across his innards.
"Gah..." Adam is panting after a little while, and Lucifer doesn't trust him to have enough stamina to hold out much longer against the new sensation. Can feel his hole contract around him a few times and can imagine him already leaking seed out onto the grass.
Satisfied, Lucifer finally pulls away, a trail of saliva hang between them and snapping as Adam whines at the absence.
"No... keep doing that. It was- it was doing something for me." He protests, looking back behind him. Lucifer could tell there was something a little smug in that lidded, licentious expression that the angel had... in a way, debased himself. Could easily imagine 'kiss/eat my ass' to become a new expression added to his foul repertoire of obscenities he liked to spew when no-one important was in earshot.
"That was just warm-up, I got something better I think you'll enjoy." Lucifer stares him down as he wipes the saliva from his lips and begins to fist at his own cock, now erect and beading precum.
...He was glad neither of them were growers. He think he would snap if Adam had falsely assumed he wasn’t packing and had began his surefire barrage of ridicule.
The disrespect in Adam's eyes in general was irking him. He felt an increasing need to plow him into the Earth, to show him what a speck of dust he was, to rearrange his guts until he was a whimpering, drooling, pleading mess.
Adam doesn't look entirely convinced. Eyes his dick with both greed and suspicion. Likely more worried that Lucifer would get his fill and then wouldn't worry about his than any kind of threat of pain. Imagining Lucifer's mind in this instance worked as his did.
"There's something inside you that if I hit just right you'll really like." Lucifer purrs, and Adam's shoulders lax a little.
"Well fucking hurry up and get it in me then. I want you."
The last sentence casually flies off Adam's tongue with no higher thought, no greater meaning. Lucifer freezes a little at it though, has to carefully compose himself.
"If we rush I'll hurt you." Lucifer says a bit quieter as conjures up a bit of lube that he quickly strokes over his prick before lining himself up. Probably should do a couple of fingers first, but he had got the feel when he was back there that’d he'd be fine skipping the bit and proceeding before the first man got too restless, Adam must have been made to receive with how easy he had loosened up.
He’d promised to be soft and was taking a great deal of willpower to restrain himself, Adam had accidentally pushed a button and his heart had skipped a beat, needy now.
"Yeah yeah, big strong angel has to shield the fragile little human. Yawn. Here I was thinking for what a pain in the ass you like to be at least I don't have you treating me like I'll blow away and turn back to dust if you're not too careful."
He doesn't know what he's saying, doesn't know what he's asking for. Lucifer yet again has to remind himself with grit teeth as he withholds the urge to ravage the first man. To show him exactly what a 'pain in the ass' he could be, that underneath a holy being like himself Adam was delicate, what exactly he could do to him.
He slides in slow, weighing up within his mind that if he was already committing an unforgivable transgression that could very well get him cast out from Heaven... how much would it hurt to really give him a ride. Then Adam's breath catches, an exhale slides through his teeth in pain, and he clenches around Lucifer's cock, nails digging into the lush Earth.
"Are you alright?" The thought is dashed from his head, replaced with concern.
"Yeah, just- shit- that's... more than I thought, give me a moment." Adam grumbles with a bit of embarrassment, either impatient or not wanting to let on he couldn't take him in a full stretch like a champ.
Probably both, Lucifer wasn't the only man with a vice for pride here.
"Take a couple deep breaths, it'll hurt if you're too stiff... Let me know if you want to stop."
He can see Adam shake his head.
"Yeah yeah, alright, I'm going to go soft or hurl if you keep condescending to me like that." Adam snaps, but reluctantly does as he says. The squeeze halfway around Lucifer's shaft stops.
"...Keep going." Adam growls.
"Are you-?"
"Keep fucking going. I'm getting blue balls waiting on this."
Lucifer obliges, one slick movement pushing him in and up to the base. A long inhale from Adam makes him pause once more, but it comes as a surprise when Adam doesn’t take the full time to adjust that he was giving him, when he pulls himself forward and slams back against him.
He must have been lucky enough to get the right angle in the one daring movement, because it hits the spot Lucifer promised him and they both let out a gasp.
"Don’t have all day old man.” He taunts, “And hey... now that I think about it, why am I the one getting my ass filled? Maybe you should lie on your back and I’ll-" It suddenly occurs to the first man and Lucifer's resolve snaps.
Lucifer begins a rhythm, uneven and hard enough that Adam's arms tremble and buckle from under him at the first rough thrusts. Head down and ass up as Lucifer begins to fuck him with unrestrained vigor.
"Holy Mother of Eden, fuck fuck-"
"Because you're lower than me, Adam. Don't forget that." Lucifer snaps in response to his previous rhetorical question, claws grabbing his hips as he moved.
"You think you can just walk around, doing whatever you please. You may be ‘special’ being the first of your kind but you're only a human being. Just some destructive little asshole, until the Seraphims realise their mistake, that has no real power." He wanted to talk rough but could barely hear the intensity of his own words as vitriol sprayed out. His wings give a little flutter behind him, cool wind fanning across Adam's skin.
He leans forward into his ear, buried deep inside, to whisper something before he resumes his previous speed.
"And you have a foul mouth I'll clean out if you're not careful."
"You... you can't fucking speak to me that way!" Adam splutters with wide eyes the angel couldn't see but knew had overtaken his face.
Lucifer wasn't into fear and was glad he hadn't incurred it. Despite Adam's indignation he looked like he was on the precipice of climax, had clearly sent rage and heat firing down the man's spine.
"Says who?"
"Fuck you! Fuck you!" Adam whines angrily but moves his hips to his cadence, feeling each little bump of Lucifer's cock whenever it prodded the walls against his prostate, wanting his fix bad.
"Fucking uppity little manlet, we'll see next time how much of me your sad little body can fit in before I have you fucking..." He can't figure out what comes next, "...I don't know! I'll make you eat those words.".
Lucifer just laughs at that, slapping his ass which Adam groans at as the blond continues pounding him against paradise until his angry, aroused tantrum dies down into meaningless whines and moans.
They were making quite the racket. Had truly no-one come to check up on their golden human? Or were they all awkwardly shuffling around, waiting until they were done before they came to drag Lucifer away into the fire pit?
"You feel good? You want to cum?" Lucifer coos after a while, an evil undertone in his question, knowing Adam was hanging on by a thread - that he'd faired surprisingly well holding himself in for this long. His hand wraps around Adam's thick cock and he can feel his heartbeat flutter along the veiny ridge leading up to his head.
"Y-yeah." Adam breaths out in a deep voice, short lashes cracking open only by millimetres.
Lucifer's pace crawls to a stop. His slides his thumb over Adam’s cock tip, plugging the opening.
"Beg then."
Adam's head raises suddenly. Bewildered, completely unaccounted for this turn.
"W-what?"
"Beg for me to let you cum. Call me by my name, tell me only Lucifer's cock can be the one to send you beyond paradise."
Adam's head falls back down, temple beaded with sweat from all the rough work.
"Fuck you." Adam mutters under his breath.
He doesn't think Adam is going to give him it, knows the man's delicate ego may be in a precarious enough situation for him to toss it all out of the window and blue ball them both out of spite.
"P-please." He's surprised to hear it come out of Adam's trembling, begrudging lips. Quiet enough Lucifer almost convinced himself it was his imagination.
"Please let me cum. I need this, Lucifer, need you to give me this." He shifts on his hands and knees, whines in that hard voice. Desperate enough to lower himself to it, even if he didn't like it. The reluctance of which only made it taste the more sweeter.
Lucifer wasn't ready to orgasm just yet, had begun to expect to get Adam off and (optimistically) get given a quick fist job before he had to drag the other man back to the stream, bathe the evidence off the two of them and then have Adam, presumably, collapse into a midday coma.
It's enough to get him close enough to finish with a bang. His hands remove to dig into his hips, pumping hard and fast into the other man, scraping all the right areas until it's a disorientated blend of pain and pleasure for both of them when they overflow like a dam surged by a torrent.
"Fuck!" He's not sure if it came from him or Adam.
Lucifer buries as deep as he can go in Adam's behind, glowing white swills inside the other man and pours out like a facet down the back of Adam's thighs.
After blowing his own load on the grass – Adam mind filling with pleasure before being voided and reset – does he look behind him, startled at the gallon of holy fluids rushing out of his rear compared to his own measly, normal ejaculate now painting the grass blades.
"...Why the fuck is there so much?!" He croaks, and Lucifer allows Adam to pull himself off with a pop. More fluids gushing out as the mortal man, as predicted, shuffles on his knees away from the blemished soil and flops on his back with a wince. Quite exhausted for a man who did little work.
Lucifer shrugs, not entirely sure himself. He snaps his fingers and the white back-spray, glowing pale yellow around its edges, disappears off his clothes as he tucks himself pack in and smooths over his clothes.
It was kind of like how the angels had planned in advance to make an equal sex for humanity, but were still undecided on whether or not they were cool with Adam and Lilith's descendants – in due time and many generations – to hook up with the same sex.
...Yet they'd already gone and built a G-spot within the original man's ass.
That is to say, Heaven's reasoning could be at times a bit... fucking nonsensical. Yet they’d sagely nod and pretend all was factored in if questioned - all had been methodically considered and accounted for within the divine screenplay.
"You can't lie around covered in that. Let's get you clean." Lucifer sighs. Adam’s already sprawled out, looking up and giving him the stink-eye as Lucifer bends to rouse him to his feet.
"Who gives a shit?" Adam huffs, and Lucifer has to bite his tongue that... probably many angels would in fact give a shit that he'd clearly been fucked silly by one of their kind.
Lucifer could already see bruises budding along Adam’s sides, probably along his ass too. Shit. At least none he could see were notably hand-shaped though.
"I'll forage some lunch for you while you sleep if you let me scrape that off you in the water first..." He offers and Adam is immediately sold. No wings to help him get the best fruit up top, after all, and always happy to have others do the boring stuff on his behalf.
"Uh, well... no fucking take backs if you're offering." Adam grins, then eyes him with suspicion.
"...That's not a lie so you can take me to the Seraphrims, right? I told you, pure accident. Not my fault." Lucifer suddenly remembered what he'd been supposed to be doing.
He also thought he remembered Adam saying they'd just been 'playing', but he pretends not to notice that Adam had turned shitty lie into an even shittier one by not keeping his story straight.
"...Right." Lucifer coughs, "Well, I suppose I can be nice and let it go this time... if maybe you don't... broach what we just did to the other angels. I could see you needed to let off steam which is why I gave you a hand but... you should really wait til you have another human before you experiment, or whatever. It'll probably only be a few days anyway."
He didn't really care for Heaven's prudence, and so the delivery was weak as it lifts off his tongue. He's not quite sure how the fuck to parse it without letting Adam know what he had over his head now.
It wouldn't be a good thing when he did realise. He was doomed. Probably in any case would have to turn a blind eye here forward when the precious prat acted up, lest Adam spill the beans.
Adam scratches his chin for a moment, then seems to 'catch his meaning' and grins.
"Riiight. I think I understand now." It's the first time Lucifer catches that sharp smile on his face, somewhere between an arrogant sneer and a smirk. It irritates him so bad he wants to punch him, hopes he never has to see it again.
"Trying to keep me all to yourself? Is that why you're such a buzzkill? Is that why you said all that mean shit to me before? Tugging on my pigtails so I’ll notice you?" Adam flutters his lashes and twines his fingers under his chin in mockery, "Do you... secretly like me?".
...Pigtails? He wasn’t familiar yet with everything Adam had deigned was the new human lingo, but definitely not.
Lucifer doesn't respond, bemusement smeared plain over his face until Adam busts a gut at it and slaps his knee, gleefully entertained by his own rubbish.
He could see a lecture by the Seraphrims in Adam's near future, talks about chastity when he let slip his already budding proclivity towards hand relief... or worse if he made the mistake of attempting to flirt with the other human-lookalikes.
Adam would probably slowly piece together just how easy he could put Lucifer over the coals if he wanted, and the angel wasn't going to speed the process along.
“Welp, there’s enough of me to go around for now so don’t fucking stress. I think we’ve got at minimum at least one repeat of this – wonder how confident your lanky, pint-sized little ass will be with all of me stretching you out. Looking forward to finding out how I can make you cry out.”
He sounds heated again, the speed of his revitalisation almost gives Lucifer whiplash.
...Then again though, ‘be fruitful and multiply’ was a command he knew was coming. The drive to fulfil it was clearly baked in early.
“Hm.” Lucifer snorts, looking down at the mortal man with a lidded, guarded expression.
“We’ll see about that. For now – river.” He flicks his pointers in the direction of the stream.
“Ugh!”
"So this is what you've been up to since Eden? Gotta say, you've really let yourself go buddy."
The Extermination rages on. It had been a long time since they’d been face-to-face, and as usual it was always easy as sin getting under the other man’s skin. Lucifer’s words did the digging, but twisting and transforming in the air to dodge Adam’s open, brute force attacks helped the job along too as his frustration continued to mount.
"You? Judging me? You're the most... hated being in all of creation!" Adam bellows, swinging the slippery man out of his grip and into the air when his form shifts serpentine, firing beam after beam of golden light as he pursues from close behind.
"Well your first wife didn't seem to hate what I had to offer... or the second." Dancing like kites in the air, trading blows, they come face to face.
Adam knows it's coming and looks like he’s about to blow a fuse, gritting his teeth, just daring him.
"Nor did you if I remember rightly, bow-chicka-wow-wow!"
"Ugh. I'm going to fucking end you!" He howls, casual black animosity replaced with humiliated rage.
"You should've gone back to kissing my ass you little prick!"
"And hey, maybe I should've gone back to plowing yours! Don’t forget who popped your cherry, pal." Despite Adam's renewed vigor he still doesn't manage to land a blow, keeps getting alluded by the unpredictable devil.
"Ew! Way... way too much info, Dad!" Charlie yells out.
"Huh? Oh, right..." Lucifer pauses in mid-air, sheepishly aware all of a sudden there were others in his company.
It changes the trajectory of the fight. Adam sends a blast of energy over his head once more and moves in fast, sends Lucifer whizzing through the air with a blow from his guitar so that he goes hurtling into the rubble. Hotel intact, daughter unharmed.
"Oof- that hurt...” Lucifer groans, one eye suddenly popping open with a wide, taunting grin.
“Not as much as it must've though when Lilith left and I ignored all your texts begging to shack up with me. Boom!"
A wave of awkwardness spreads over the Exorcists. A few coughing, awkwardly looking away from their opponent mid-fight to stare at their leader.
"Shut the- shut the fuck up! I did not! You're fucking dead!" Lucifer's glad Adam's mask had shattered so he can see the vivid colours and expressions that flick over his face. Ear tips and cheeks scarlet with anger.
Taking the bait Adam lets out another roar, swooping down ready to greet him with another poorly thought-through attack.