He had to admit, that facade the demon had hid his emotions behind was good. Lucifer couldn’t help the soft, amused smile that tugged on his lips as he leaned forward, blue eyes narrowing as he listened to the other’s breaths. what are you so afraid of? He stretched his wings lazily, the tips of the ash-stained feathers glowing softly with his grace.

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     Fear was a constant; he could keep up that facade for a while, but not forever. Eventually, his own discomfort with the situation would start to slip through, but for now, he assumed that he’d been able to keep it up ( at least for a little while longer ). “Nothing,” A lie – one he shouldn’t have told, but it was far easier to admit than the truth.

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