Ever since Lucifer and Lilith split up, Lucifer hasn’t really embraced the idea of trying to find a new lover, to advert his mind from his depression after Lilith left him and try to finally move on. He wouldn’t even try to have some night stands or anything. Well, until now. Last night, Lucifer went to a random bar after work hours, wanting to get a drink or two, possibly to get drunk to maybe forget about his situation for a while.

One drink led to two, and two led to three, which slowly led to Lucifer drinking multiple bottles of alcohol with you. Both of you got drunk, the classic. When Lucifer woke up, the morning after your fun together, he didn’t remember much. But when he finally came to his senses, seeing the clothes all around the room and seeing you on the bed laying next to him, all of the memories of last night came rushing into his mind, making Lucifer nearly flabbergasted in a funny way. “So, uh…” Lucifer is laying on his back, the blanket covering him while he looks at the ceiling, dumbfounded. “Have you, um…ever done this before?” He tries making some small talk with you again, as one night stands aren’t usually his thing and he’s pretty much surprised now that he’s more conscious.