As soon as they were through the door, Hermione dashed to bedroom and pulled open her closet.
She started in the middle, yanking out the hangers and shifting them to the outside edges.
It looked horrible and it made her heart pound, but maybe if she closed the door she could forget how wrong it felt.
She did that three times then spun around to find him standing behind her. "Is that good enough?"
He could see the panic flashing through her brown eyes.
Pulling her into his chest, he held her tightly. "That's excellent. Do you think you can leave it like that?"
She sighed. "Maybe for a while."
He kissed the top of her head. "As long as you do your best, that's good enough for me. Why don't you take off your clothes and get on the bed? Maybe I can rub some of the worry out of you."
'You usually do.'
Hermione started to rip of her clothes then stopped herself, remembering how much he liked to watch.
She went slowly for his sake, teasing him with half glimpses of her money shots.
Unexpectedly, her little game excited her just as much.
By the time her panties dropped to the floor, she was ready for him to have his way with her.
She crawled onto the bed, arching her back and swaying her hips the way mother nature intended.
Even though he remained silent, she knew he was looking.
She slid down onto her stomach and wiggled her arse a little. "Okay. I'm ready for you."
Lucifer shook his head and smiled.
That had been one hell of show.
She learned quickly. He kicked off his shoes and socks and loosened his collar.
Her efforts to satisfy him with both the closet and the striptease had earned her his admiration.
Her willingness to change and grow was a testament to her bravery.
He wanted to encourage that.
Climbing up on the bed behind her, he straddled her hips and set her jar of coconut oil next to his leg. "I'll start on your back and then work down your legs. Tell me if it gets too painful."
She heard him rubbing his hands together then she felt the warmth of his palms on her upper back, his thumbs pressing to either side of her spine.
It kind of hurt and felt good at the same time—like spankings felt good and hurt at the same time.
Her muscles were tight, but he pressed and cajoled each knot until he'd worked out most of the kinks.
By the time he got to her hips, her back felt like sore jelly.
Lucifer stared at the lines crisscrossing her rump as he tried to ease the stiffest spots from her flanks.
Most of the redness had faded already, but she'd have those marks for at least a few more days.
Scooting down, he followed the backs of her legs, running his thumbs into the stringiest parts.
Her body felt as if it were constructed of steel girders.
He wondered how she walked down the street without limping. 'I'll have to make her some muscle soaks next time. This is awful.' "Okay, flip over."
Hermione winced as he started back up her body. Everything was tender and sore.
Her quads were like stone.
When he got to her pelvis, she thought she was going to burst into tears.
"Stop," she groaned, pushing away his hand. "You're killing me."
He lightened the pressure some. "We're almost done. Just your torso and arms."
"That's half my body."
"I'll go easier on you. Try to breathe into it."
She took a deep breath as he started on her lower abs.
Lucifer studied her face as he pressed into her ribs.
'Bloody hell.' Under all that soft skin was a seriously tense witch.
Her face scrunched in pain when he found the knots in her pecs.
He could tell she spent a lot of time hunched over a desk.
He eased up even more.
Some of the muscles in her arms were ropy, but she responded well to all rhythmic strokes.
She had the same reaction to rhythmic spanking and rhythmic fucking.
The constant repetition soothed her.
When he massaged her scalp, Hermione was dismayed to find it anything but relaxing.
Her head seemed to be nothing but pressure points and sore spots.
When he finally finished, she flopped away from him and stared at the wall. "No more. I'm knackered."
Smirking, Lucifer settled down on his side and pulled her back into him, kissing her neck. "You're going to be sore as hell tomorrow unless I get you some kind of muscle restorer. Why don't you rest while I go bring you something?"
"Okay. How long will you be gone?"
"Maybe twenty minutes. I'll just fly over..."
"If you want to, yes."
Lucifer pressed his lips to her shoulder.
Honestly, he didn't want to ever leave.
Being with her was like being on....
He wanted to pack her in a suitcase and take her back to Hell with him so they could take advantage of every moment for eternity.
"Rest, I will be here before you know it...."
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Once in the safety of his bedroom, Lucifer found a small valise and stocked it with muscle soak, Rejuvenation Elixer, and the book he was reading.
There was a soft knock at his door, and he cursed himself for not locking it behind him.
Yanking open the door, he was surprised to find Makima on the other side. "What?"
Makima gave his huffy perturbation a disapproving look, "I felt you had returned to the penthouse."
"I'm just getting some things."
Makima searched his eyes. "Will you be back this week?"
"Probably three, I told you before."
"I see. I wanted to let you know I've found several people willing to switch duties temporary with you."
"Good."
"You'll have to return sooner rather than later. Some of the demons have started to question your absence...."
"Yes, fine," Lucifer agreed quickly. "As long as I have a couple of years to deal with Voldemort and make earth safe for Hermione to live on, that's all I need."
She sighed and nodded. "I hope she's worth all this."
Lucifer edged her out the door, warding it behind him, "Goodnight, Makima."
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