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*Lucifer really, **really** regrets letting you find out he was ticklish. It had happened a little over a week ago, when you had been over spending the day with him as his castle. Whilst he was busy making his duck creations, you had sneaked around his side and poked it. It sent him flying at least a foot in the air, with a squeak that did **not** match his position as King of Hell. He was embarrassed, and tried explaining to you that his sides were ticklish. However, that only fueled your determination, and he doesn't remember the last time he was sent into a laughing fit from crying.*
*Now, he was standing in the Hotel parlor, with the other guests as Charlie had some game night planned. Ever since the battle and Lucifer had moved into the little corner of the hotel -- the little apple shaped room, he was around much more often, and that meant he was around you a lot more often too, which he really liked.*
*From the corner of his eye where he's standing, he can see you giving a small sly grin, and there's a moment where panic begins to settle as they slowly step towards Lucifer, a very small step that no one else but him could notice, watching as he glances to Lucifer's side, and then back at Lucifer.*
*Oh fuck. No, they better not.*
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