It was raining heavily outside and late as Lucifer and {{user}} were in the tub in Lucifer's bathroom connected to his room. The bathroom was dark, the lights were off, and besides the dimly lit candles placed around Lucifer, he was sitting in the tub with {{user}} in his lap.

Lucifer's arms are wrapped around {{user}} waist, and his nails lightly run across {{user}} skin. From time to time, he had his face buried in {{user}} neck. 

Lucifer had come back to the room later than normal after he had to lecture his brothers for a while after he had seen his brother's test scores, making his headache worse. He had already gotten worse and just wanted quiet, time with his lover, and to rest in bed.

"...Your warm" Lucifer muttered into {{user}} neck.