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How better to get into the role?

[And because he was feeling jilted and in need of some sort of reaction from her, he waited until the door was open and they were halfway out into the hallway before tugging on her hand, pulling her back towards him and sliding a hand up to her cheek. He leaned in, close enough to kiss, but not -- he always left that to her to do first, and she'd never taken him up on it past that one night.]

You might want to remember that you're currently married to the prince of darkness, my love. If they are who they say they are, they've already figured out who I am, so paying me the proper accord while we're in public wouldn't hurt. Nor would getting into the spirit of it behind closed doors. I'm not going to bite -- unless you ask.

[ Her hand, the one holding the clutch, ended up against his chest as he pulled her in and she tilted her head into the touch. As much as she wanted to chalk the reaction up to the door being open, it was a response she hadn't given that much thought to. Just like the way he leaned in made her heartbeat jump as her eyes momentarily dropped to his lips. ]

If they've figured out who you are, I have bigger problems on my hands, don't I? [ She smiled slightly as she turned her head, lips finding his wrist to brush against it. ] I don't remember asking last time.

[ In reference to the mark he'd left on her shoulder that night. She lifted her head again as she stepped back, pulling him out into the hallway with her so she could pull the door closed. ]

It's less a matter of if they've 'figured out', as you say, as it is if they believe I am who I am. Most don't, as you've proven quite aptly.

[He felt something tighten inside him as her lips brushed his wrist, his eyes locked on her lips as he was so very tempted to lean in and close that distance. Then she made that offhand comment and he paused, realizing she was right, something he hadn't actually thought about before. He'd been so careful to only play within the limits of what she allowed, that moment had been an unrestrained bit of something he hadn't expected.

He hummed in answer, letting her pull him along as he remembered the way she'd work high-necked shirts until the mark had faded. Spoiled all his fun, that had.]

You're right. I'd be happy to let you return the favor. A bite when I'm least expecting it. Though, you can hardly blame me, can you? Mid-orgasm's a bit hard to remember all the rules. And it was a delicious moment. I'd very much like to repeat it. I give you my word, no marks unless you ask.

[Guess whose mind wasn't on the party or undercover work at the moment?]

[ Being out of the apartment made it impossible for her to argue with him, though she wanted to remind him that he needed to keep the whole Satan thing to himself. They weren't supposed to know what their neighbor was.

The comment about the bite was more for the sake of it than for scolding him for it. She hadn't complained that night or afterward, despite her efforts to keep the mark hidden until it was gone. Getting caught up in the heat of the moment was an acceptable reason and, honestly, it wouldn't have been half as enjoyable if he'd paused to ask permission first. Not that she was admitting that.

Her hand shifted in his, palm slipping against his so she could lace their fingers together as she led the way down the hall. ]

If you keep talking about sex, they're going to think that's all we do when we're together. [ Newlywed mode: on. She smiled as they reached the door and she knocked on it. ]

If I keep talking about it, maybe I'll get to do it again.

[He smiled when the door opened, their host looking out at them with a smile for Chloe and a curious look for Lucifer.]

Sorry we're a bit late. The little missus here couldn't keep her hands off me, not that I blame her. In we go, dear.

[And because he was in a mood, he punctuated that by giving her a slap on her ass and nudging her into the apartment as Henry the serial satanist stepped aside for her.]

[ She opened her mouth to say something - to try to excuse him - but she was cut off by the slap to her ass before she was nudged forward. If his goal was to play the part of the obnoxious, handsy husband, he was pulling it off perfectly to start with. Even if it was a test of how well she could control herself. ]

Sorry.

[ The apology was aimed at Henry as she stepped inside and pulled Lucifer along with her, their host closing the door behind them before leading the way toward a room full of people.

She recognized a few as other neighbors, but the rest - about two dozen people - were all new faces to her. After a moment, she turned a smile on Lucifer. ]

Would you like a drink, honey? I'd be happy to get one for you while you get to know our neighbor.

[He beamed at her, that look that said he was enjoying this part of their little game before turning to Henry.]

There's nothing quite like having a lovely creature waiting on you hand and foot, is there? Yes please, my dear. You know what I like.

[He gestured for her to go off and do what she did, smiling back at Henry and looking around at the other guests as he did. The idea of being in a room full of potential satanists didn't bother him. He was more than aware that if he happened to show his true face to these would be evil-doers, most of them would crap themselves and cry like the infants they were. It added a sharpness to his smile as he continued to talk to Henry.]

My darling wife tells me how helpful you've been in getting her sorted here. Quite nice of you.

[ Playing the part of the submissive, seemingly helpless wife had been irritating enough in her time alone with Henry. Adding in Lucifer's commentary as her 'husband' made it that much more annoying and made her glad for a reason to step away from the two of them.

So as they made conversation - Henry was happy to share how pleased he was to help and offer more - she headed away from the two of them to the bar to both get drinks and make conversation with a couple who was standing nearby.

The more she could learn about Henry and the rest of the people there, the better. And what easier way to do that than to admit to being new while asking about the names of the other guests? ]

[Chloe did her detective thing and Lucifer did his... Lucifer thing. He smiled at the looks of the wives and girlfriends of the others there, keeping up a quick rapport with Henry about the sanctity of a strong marriage and the joys one could find in them.]

Of course, there's marriage and then there's marriage, isn't there. It's mostly for the legality, all that form signing and contractual obligation and whatnot. They seem to frown more on having fun while married than if you're merely 'dating'. I almost miss the seventies and the swingers era.

[ It wasn't long into their conversation that the woman's attention was taken up by Lucifer as well, much like every other woman in the room. Her boyfriend - or husband, she hadn't gotten to asking what their relationship was - took a little longer to notice the loss of his companion's input as he pointed out and named the people in the room he knew for Chloe.

When he finally did realize it, she excused herself to let the two of them talk, instead getting the drinks she'd left to get in the first place so she could return to Lucifer and offer his to him. ]

I'd like to borrow my husband, if that's okay. [ Another smile was all Henry got before she was hooking a hand around Lucifer's arm to pull him away, all too aware of the amount of attention they were getting. ]

What can I say? She misses me when I'm gone all day.

[He gave Henry an almost apologetic look before following after Chloe, an arm in her grip and a drink in his free hand.]

Ooh, are we going off to play hookey in the bathroom? I'm all for that, my darling.

[They passed a few of the guests, two of the women giving him 'that look', the one he knew meant if he offered an invitation, they'd take him up on it. Likely in said bathroom. Something to mull over as he tried to figure out what bee had nested in Chloe's bonnet to have her dragging him off like this.]

[ Those looks were exactly the problem and she led him along until they were out of sight. Once they were, she tugged him closer, intending to at least make it look like something was going on in case anyone followed them. Her hand went up to his neck to drag him down to her as her lips neared his ear instead. ]

Can't you turn that attraction thing off for an hour? You're going to piss off every man in the room if their dates can't keep their eyes off of you.

[ And it was going to look a little odd if his 'wife' was the only woman in the room who was capable of not looking at him like that. ]

[She pulled him in and he obligingly let her, his freed arm moving to slide around her waist and pull her in closer--

and then he heard what she was saying and let out a disappointed sigh.]

It is what it is, darling. I can't 'turn off' being who I am. It's hardly my fault their men can't keep them satisfied enough to not wonder how green the grass is on the other side of the fence. It's to my everlasting despair that you don't look at me like that, especially since you know just how green that grass is.

[His hand slid a little further up her back, nose nudging her ear.]

You almost sound jealous -- as a good wife should. Feel free to start a catfight. I'd be more than happy to see that dress sacrificed for the greater good.

[ It had been worth a shot, though she'd never seen him actively trying to make women look at him the way they did. It was different from him questioning their desires - both of which she'd witnessed enough times to know he was being honest about not being able to turn it off.

So she offered no counter on it as anything they would start into would sound like a newlywed already having trouble as a couple. It was something that would've been easy to use to their advantage, but she preferred not going that route to get closer to her suspect.

Still, she didn't immediately pull away from him, even as his nose nudged against her ear. ]

I'm not jealous. [ The statement was punctuated with a sharp nip to his earlobe, her way of taking advantage of his offer to bite back. Then her lips brushed against the same spot as she continued. ] If you sleep with any of them, make sure they're single or their dates are okay with it.

[ With that, she slowly pulled herself back and moved to return to the party. Because maybe, maybe, there was a tiny bit of jealousy there that she wasn't willing to own up to. ]

[He sucked in a quick breath at the bite, hand pressing her closer for a moment from the tease. Then her words filtered through and he found himself frowning at her. And to make it worse, she moved away, taking that lovely mouth and warmth with her and making him feel like a petulant five year old.]

If I'm sleeping with anyone, de-- darling, it'll be you. Unless you'd like to add extras to the mix.

[That idea was intriguing, enough so that the frown vanished as he moved to follow after her, fingers lifting to trail along the curve of her neck as he took a sip of his drink. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been hit on while his attentions were directed at the detective; the player party came to mind, but after their night together, he felt he had more of a chance to succeed, and he had no intention of giving that up yet.]

I like when you get jealous. You're incredibly sexy when you look like you might punch someone in the face -- other than me, that is.

We're not adding anyone to the mix.

[ She bit back another comment as she walked away, though it wasn't long before he was behind her and that brush of fingers was enough to earn a slight shiver. The attention he got didn't bother her, really. She'd seen it happen almost every time the two of them were together and she was used to it by that point.

Though the rest of the times hadn't involved pretending to be married to him. And most had been before she'd known exactly why women gave him the looks they did. ]

I'm not jealous. [ She glanced at him as they came back into view of other people, her attention settling on him instead of the rest of the party as they remained out of earshot of most. ] What were you and Henry talking about earlier?

No need to lie, darling. You've my full attention, particularly when I'm fully at attention.

[His smile was brilliant as he settled alongside her, hand resting at her waist in that proprietary way men had of staking their claim without bashing others over the head. 'Mine. No touching allowed', that hand said, and while Chloe might claim not to be jealous, that didn't stop the looks of jealousy from being directed at her by the other women in the room.]

Oh, you know, this and that. Love and marriage and the swinging sixties and how helpful he's been in getting you sorted.

[ Oh, how she wanted to roll her eyes at him.

She settled for a soft sigh as she leaned into him, her gaze turning to wander the party as she ignored the looks she was getting. If anything was worse than that much attention on him, it was that much attention on her. And she was sure that he was enjoying it regardless. ]

We're only staying for another half an hour. Before we go, I'm inviting him to have dinner with us tomorrow.

[ Because if the rest of the party were part of the cult, she was sure her position as victim number four was already lined up. And she intended to test that as soon as possible. ]

As you like. Does that mean you'll be cooking? Can you cook? I don't know if I fully trust a woman who doesn't have the basics in her kitchen.

['The basics' being truffle oil. Still, he didn't look the least bit upset with her leaning against him, playing into the little act by kissing the top of her head.]

I can bring you home something pretty tomorrow. That's what husbands do for their little housewives, isn't it? What do you say to a little bit of flash? Diamond earrings would be lovely, or perhaps a sapphire necklace? That would certainly bring out your eyes. I do enjoy you in blue.

That means you'll be cooking, dear husband.

[ How he managed to make her go from being somewhat jealous to wanting to strangle him was amazing. But the comment he made was enough to make her close her eyes and take a breath until that urge passed and she was just left with the distasteful thought of being his housewife. ]

If you're going to bring something home, make sure it's something I don't have to return once this is over. Flowers, maybe.

[ She lifted her head to glance up at him, smiling as she did. ]

I'm going to talk to Henry. Go mingle.

If a man can't gift his wife with something pretty, this world is a very bleak and unsatisfying place.

[Of course she'd push the cooking off on him, but truly, he didn't mind. It was one more of those little things that he felt proved to her he was more than just a dashingly good looking face.

She lifted her head and he crooked a finger under her chin, mouth moving close enough to almost kiss, but not quite. The tease of it was there, his thumb stroking over her chin.]

Enjoy. Don't leave me too long, someone might try to abscond with me to their bed. Several someones, by the look of it.

[ She let out a quiet laugh at that, resisting telling him to save it for if he ever actually got married.

The tease of a kiss had her entire attention, but that did little to stop her from feeling the way some of the other women in the room were looking at her. If looks could kill and all...

Those stares would be the excuse she used, if she needed one, for the way she closed the space between them to press a kiss to his lips. ]

If you disappear, I'm locking you out of our apartment tonight.

[He smiled when she drew back from the kiss, which he felt had ended far too quickly.]

I've no intention of doing any such thing. I've an agenda tonight, and it involves you. That, of course, goes double for you. No slipping away with certain someones without letting me know. Either so I can thrash him for hitting on my wife, or for trying to add you to his collection.

Then you should consider keeping an eye on your wife, shouldn't you?

[ She smiled back at him before pulling away, giving him one last look before she moved away from him and walked off to seek out Henry. ]

It seems I should.

[Said more to himself than her, eyes fixated on the way her hips swayed when she walked and how he knew they looked without that blue fabric covering them.

Before she'd gone far, two of the other women at the party came over to try to catch his attention, and while he was his usual charming and flirtatious self, his eyes indeed did keep wandering over to find his 'wife', the looks of displeasure that brought to his companions completely missed by him.]

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