Lyn

@GreenTaeLessSugar Ashley was so out of it, she didn’t feel any of the tour up to the male’s suite, nor how they get there up, she was only slightly aware that she was being carried and for a strange reason she felt like she was safe in those arms that were carrying her.
Once inside the suite, she fluttered her eyes open, she tried to focus on the person before her, trying to see who it was, then a big smile took over her lips when she saw him. It was him, her husband, was he back for her? Still smiling, she lifted her hand up and trailed it down the male’s face, and with softest voice she said; “babe, you returned, you here for me?” She then leaned and placed a soft kiss to his lips, “oh, how I missed you” she murmured, her lips moving against his while she spoke, enjoying his closeness, his warmth, his big body, everything about him, even though for a moment she thought he seemed taller and bigger than usual.

@Lyn╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ On the contrary love, try the devil himself “ he continued hi rather cocky smile and his gaze never left her own. Not to even watch her assets that’s just pouring out to his own feasting desires nor given any mind that there’s a fight happening just three tables away, all white noise for now as he knew full well that they meant nothing once his bouncer were on to it and all that’s left is this mortal here and her hearts desire. Her eyes vague with lost hopes as the alcohol induced into her bloodstream and clouds her trouble mind to the honest victim that she is. Listening to her . Lucifer smiled and tilted his head and his lips parted for a clever answer. “ well that’s easy love, you’re doing fine with those alco~ “ his words were cut shot as he then made a disappointing face that his company wouldn’t even hear of his readied little word forplay “ and she’s gone” he muttered before sighing and gently tried to wake her before seeing how she was drunk , lucifer carried her and cross her hand over his shoulder and went back up to his suite on the highest floor of the building.

@GreenTaeLessSugar Ashley looked at him and was thinking that the male was acting like the devil's advocate. All those hints, all those jokes, made the male raise an eyebrow at him, with a bit crooked smile, "why? one would think you were the spokesman of the devil himself, defending him like that?" She said attempting a joke of her own, knowing she would regret it later and that it was her alcohol-induced mind that was joking, talking to this handsome stranger and even smile at him.
She was looking down at her empty shot glass, running her index finger against the rem, when he asked her why she was there and was she desired. She looked up, only to be confronted by eyes, eyes so so deep that seemed to reach her deep inside like they reached her most private thoughts and secrets. Eyes that made her for succumbing to them, and confess her desire, the desire that brought her to that exclusive place, whatever it was called. "My desire...my desire is to get this pain gone..." the confession was whispered, and not a second later, her head hit the bar with closed eyes.


((I know the detective wasn't affected by lucifer in the show, but I think it would be fun if we made ash affected))

@Lyn╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ () it’s okay really , don’t worry about it

Lucifer, smiling his usual, his eyes never stop connecting with hers, even as her own was dark a clouded with thoughts, he was fully focus on those windows to her soul. Everyone in the bar, was either getting drunk, getting laid, making bad decision, getting phone digits or even being denied. But this one, she’s here drowning her sorrows, in a place she doesn’t belong nor want to be in to begin with. Hearing her he chuckled “ I beg to differ love, angel, devil, one in the same I suppose depends on who’s asking “ he confesses himself of the being in a rather playful but truthful way and chuckled as she took the shot and bites his lips knowing full well of the heat and the taste of that little glass of poison she took in her system. “ painfully well that I might have to take mine so I wouldn’t be ashamed again “ he then took down his own drink and chuckle” once again he was giving hint of his existence and shook his head before he pointed the bartender to refill his glass “ so what brings you to LUX? What do you desire ?” He leaned closer and tilted his head as he stare at her deep in her eyes hoping to catch glimpse of her hearts desire for even just tonight

@GreenTaeLessSugar [] so so sorry for the late reply Y_Y

Looking up from her drinks, Ashley only glanced at him with blankness in her eyes. True, the male was far more handsome than any other male she remembered meeting, even her husband, now her ex-husband, and that seductively English accent. Yet still, she couldn't find it in her to even respond to him, or even fake an emotion on her face, then she smirked at his comment and mumbled more to herself than to him, "good thing then the devil is not here, to witness himself being put to shame" and with that comment, she drank her next shot, which admittedly was a very bad idea. She started feeling herself getting slightly light-headed, and the strong alcohol getting into her. Remembering her failed marriage, she thought it was okay to mourn it with a night of alcohol, and drunkness. She then turned to the handsome stranger, grinning up at him and said jokingly, "how did I do?" referring to her last drink.

@Lyn╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ Dress in a tux, he was well groomed from head to toe, not because he’s the owner of Lux, but it was more of his identity as a person, as an angel, as the devil, as both the light and the dark, both the honest believer and deceiver. Lucifer is everything the bible says he is and at the same time not. After all, the words of the old scriptures are fairly vague and in its own interpretation to be seen as the readers choice. Making a spectacle of an entrance with his performance at the piano playing and singing Creep. He then made his way to the bar to get his usual thirst killed by a glass of the finest scotch before his dark orbs were caught by the rather sad shrouded shoulder and a determine pile of shots to make bad decisions to have a rather even terrible night or in this case morning when the hangover hits the fan. Sitting beside her on an empty spot with his back against the counter and one of his elbow just holding him up perfectly he smiled with his charming eye smile and curled up lips “ take another shot so soon and you’ll shame the devil himself “ the male spoke in his English accent with his usually confidence with a hint of cockiness to it .

@GreenTaeLessSugar With black skinny jeans, a white tank top, and a black leather jacket, Ashley didn't look like any other person at that exclusive bar. She was so ill-fitted that it was no wonder everyone was looking at her, either with curiosity, snickering or blatant skepticism. Though the woman didn't care much about their stares. She was already dealing with too much herself, the last thing in her mind would be the stares of strangers. drunk, illusive, half- strangers. Reaching the bar, she took a seat there, giving her back to everything and everyone, only interested at that moment to look at the bartender, get his attention so she could have her drinks there at once.
A couple of seconds later, she had his attention, and a few seconds after that a trail of six small shot glasses were sitting at the bare before her, ready for her to consume them. Reaching for the first one, she downed it quicker than an eyeblink, quickly she followed suit with the second and third, before taking a moment to think about her life, the life she thought she had in place, only for the day to come, where everything was falling apart.