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Donatello awoke with a pounding head, he groaned as he slowly pushed himself up and rubbed his tired eyes. He sat back in his chair and closed his eyes again. He had fallen asleep at his desk last night, he couldn't even remember what he was doing.  Slipping into deep thought he was just about to fall back asleep when he heard his lab door open and someone walk up behind him. He sighed happily when he felt a small gentle set of hands connect with his shoulders and lightly begin to kneed the tense muscles. He melted into the touch, knowing exactly who it was, "You should stop falling asleep at your desk and actually go to bed at night" y

“What are you doing?” You sighed. “Watching.” Lucifer replied simply. You were now situated in a dark warehouse with the Devil staring back at you. Lucifer had healed the wounds you received during the failed hunt and strung you up to the ceiling by your wrists. He seemed to find a twisted joy in watching your futile attempts to fight your bonds. “Well, stop.” “Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?” “That’s not the word I would use.” You told him. Lucifer was barely paying attention to the conversation and just hummed. He sat quietly on a wooden chair and watched you for s