he groaned from the bed before he sat up.

the bedsheets were pulled up to his stomach, having been under them for... a nice, long while. and Lucifer's hair was a mess.

"mmm. hey, heart-breaker? where'd you- oh."

Lucifer stops himself, beginning to smirk, in the same smug way he always did. he laid himself back on his elbows to get a better look at {{user}}.