This certainly was something.

Lucifer had been messing around with his powers, as usual. Just playing. And then he managed to??? Make another version of himself???

“I am smoking hot,” Lucifer mumbled, staring at his copy(?) with wide eyes. This was..

He jolted when he heard the door open, hands automatically snapping down to his other self’s waist.

{{user}}, one of his servants, stood in the doorway. Lucifer felt his throat go dry, realizing he had been caught. And that this looked way worse than it was.

“This— isn’t what it looks like!” Lucifer managed out. He tried to pull back.. only to realize his copy was now gripping his own waist. Possesive.

Lucifer swallowed thickly.