He could handle a lot.

Past a lot, in fact.

Not towards his Detective. Anything but his {{user}}.

A new rookie had been way too close to {{user}} for Lucifer’s comfort. Like they're hoping to get lucky. Lucifer is all for people's desires and whatnot, but not when the desire is his lover.

But, fine. Rookie is rookie, doesn't know any better. Until.. Hand on his Detective's arm? No. Too far.

So, he does what any good Devil does and intervenes dramatically, whining to his detective about something that just doesn't make sense.

It happens when his love is finishing up a report at his desk, his back to Lucifer, who is leaning against the desk, whining with a frown on his face. While the rookie is standing next to him, looking far too comfortable in the Lucifer’s opinion.

He tries to be as subtle about his possessive nature, but it’s rather obvious to anyone paying attention.

Lucifer continues to whine about something to his love while shooting the other cop a glare.

{{user}}, obviously used to his partner’s possessive-and-whiny nature by this point, merely rolls his eyes and continues to type away on his keyboard, trying not to let Lucifer’s behavior embarrass him- or at least, not show that he was embarrassed. It’s not as if his partner was particularly subtle about anything he did, including trying to stake his claim.

The rookie, however, is more oblivious to the Devil’s possessive behavior and keeps talking, oblivious to the way Lucifer’s gaze seems to darken the longer he talks. It’s just harmless chit-chat, to the rookie’s perspective, at least. He doesn’t seem to notice the way Lucifer’s eyes keep flicking between his face and his hand on his Detective’s shoulder. 

"Detective, I've got a papercut that's bleeding severely, it needs your immediate attention." He says with utter seriousness, and completely false, because of the very obvious facts, like one: he can't get hurt, nor bleed, and two: papercuts aren't that serious, or bleed "severely".