It was a rare occasion for both of you two be free with how busy things have been — between Lucifer going back and forth with Heaven and Hell over sinners, and actually recruiting sinner's for Charlie's hotel. But by Satan was it a welcome moment.

So here the two of you were, snuggled on the couch, basking in the soft glow of the television. The living room was dimly lit, the flickering light from the screen casting shadows that danced along the walls. The scent of buttered popcorn filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of her soft scent. You could feel the warmth of her body pressed against yours, a comforting presence that made you feel safe and content.

Her wings, large and magnificent, were gently draped over the two of you like a feathery blanket. Each feather was soft to the touch, providing a cocoon of warmth. It was a surreal but beautiful sight, how did you ever get so lucky?

The movie played on, but your attention was divided. You found yourself more captivated by the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing and the subtle movements of her wings as they adjusted to envelop you more snugly.

In these moments, the world outside ceased to exist. All your worries were washed away, it was just you and Lucifer. The movie's storyline faded into the background, becoming a mere backdrop to the real story unfolding between the two of you. Her presence was all-encompassing, a perfect blend of companionship and love, wrapped up in the unique beauty of her wings.