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She was such a little thing.
Her apple. Her wife-to-be.
Damn right.
So sweet - in every way that counted - an opposite of everything she was. An equal in badassery, though. Eve was everything she never knew she wanted, and she almost missed the ride.
Maze changed her name years ago, for a paycheck. “Eve Smith” would have been a horrid name, unworthy of such a beautiful and pure woman. She felt an almost human reaction in her throat to even think of it. She’d rather gag on something else.
‘Smith’ had been a throwaway name. Something she tacked on with barely a thought. It meant nothing to her. She would not ask her love to take a nothing name.
Eve never had a last name. Those didn’t exist back then. It didn’t matter then, and it only kind of mattered now, if they wanted to stay on Earth.
It didn’t exactly come up during planning a wedding. Neither of them even thought about needing or wanting a paper that told the state (more gagging, not the fun kind) they were official. The only people that counted were the ones who already knew them, the only ones that truly mattered.
Maze hated that word anyway.
Official. Bleh.
Bitch, please.
They were Maze and Eve. Or Eve and Maze. With only a slip of air between them if they could help it.
Like now.
Eve had her ankles kicked up and hooked around Maze’s waist, facing her on the bike, ass up against the console, or nearly. A ring caught in Maze’s hair as they kissed like teenagers.
She loved it.
She would never get tired of kissing her.
The darkness of the night cloaked them from most angles, but neither had ever been very shy about expressing themselves in public. The rear parking lot was devoid of both people and cameras. The former due to the time of night, and the latter due to a few well-aimed rocks and demon strength.
It was taking a surprisingly long amount of time for someone to notice and come out and check on the damn things. Ideally, the person who came out should be their bounty - and they could drag him off without anyone the wiser. As no security guards (wanted or otherwise) came out within a reasonable amount of time, they made good use of the wait.
Eve wriggled her fingers between them and pulled the zip tab on Maze’s leather jacket. “Hey, babe?” The hum of the (remaining) parking lot lights couldn’t even be heard over the street traffic at this time of night.
“Mmmhm?” Maze dipped her head and nipped Eve’s neck, working her own fingers under Eve’s nearly matching black jacket. Eve gasped softly, leaning into her lips. Maze could smell her arousal, feel the warmth of all the places they touched. Eve squeezed her thighs tighter around Maze, pulling them together, hip to hip. The tips of her high heels dug deliciously into lambskin.
Small, hungry hands pinched Maze’s breasts with thumbs and index fingers, over her bra. The mesh shirt made for delicious extra friction. Eve rubbed her thumb pads in tandem opposite circles, slow and deliberate, electric attention.
The clothing muted every sensation but amplified the promise.
Every huffed breath that Eve gasped into her hair was a gift.
God, she loved this woman.
The club they were parked next to leaked pulsing sounds that made her want to make the most of the rhythm. She pushed her hands down under the back of Eve’s waistband, tracing the thin silk lines of a familiar thong, the one with a few beads on either side of her hips. The smallest amount of sweat slipped under her touch as she pressed two fingers down Eve’s tailbone and into just the top of her ass crack. Eve groaned and responded, pushing one hand down Maze’s body and into the front of her leather pants.
It was awkward and a lousy angle, but fuck if she was going to go anywhere.
Eve stroked her heat.
Mazikeen of the Lilim feared nothing, and embraced everything. Yet, there was still one last thing. Eve had never seen who she really was.
Eve slid her hands up to Maze’s neck, cupping the back of her head. The edges of her nails pressed into the rounds of Maze’s ears as her fingers played with her earrings. They breathed together, chest to chest. “I wanted… to..”
Maze crawled her fingers around, seeking skin. “Mmm?” She finally found cording. “Are you wearing a corset?”
Eve grinned into her hair, “yeah, I thought it’d be sexy, but now it’s kinda in the way, huh?”
“I could cut it off you.”
Eve pulled back to look into Maze’s eyes. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip playfully. “Now?”
“I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“I know.”
“I want to-”
A door rudely banged opened, and the man they were after walked out, looking for the cameras up on the fixtures. He completely missed the women in the shadows.
They didn’t miss him.
Later, in their bed, Maze held up her phone to show Eve their earnings. “See? Do it legit and you get paid for real. I don’t know how you survived on random craigslist jobs. Hell, I don’t even know how you figured out the internet on your own. Lucifer forgets his wi-fi password so often he just changed it to ‘Deckerstar’.”
From beside her in bed, Eve snatched the device from Maze’s fingers. “Oh, nice! We should celebrate!”
“We celebrate all the time. I’m saving up for the wedding.”
She bit her lip. “Maaaaaybe just some nice champagne?”
“Not that shit Lucifer bought you. We aren’t made of money like he is. We got rent, hon.”
Eve grumbled, “ugh. I do like indoor plumbing and hot showers more than I hate paperwork.” She brightened suddenly. “Hey, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“Lucifer said,”
“Ugh.”
Eve plowed on, “that you have a scary face. Can I see it?”
“That asshole! Why would you want to? I’m trying to seduce your pants off, not scare them off.”
She blinked her massive doe eyes up at Maze. “Pleeeeeeeeease.”
“Nuh-uh.”
“I’ll do that thing you like.”
Maze grinned, “I dare you not to.”
She smirked in return, “okay, I really like doing that thing to you. Hmmph.” Eve picked up the end of a bit of her loose hair and toyed with it. “But you have one, right?”
“Lucifer doesn’t lie. But I don’t like showing it off. It got us chased out of a whole town once. I wanted to let them try to burn us alive, at the stake, but Lucifer said it’d be a bad idea. I thought it would have been hilarious, walking out of the fire naked as jaybirds. And that was before he stopped being as much fun.”
“But I’m marrying all of you, Mazey. I wanna see all of you.”
Maze glowered, “do you think Lucifer’s Devil face is ‘all of him’?”
“It’s part of him. This other part is yours too.”
For the first time in a long, long time, Maze’s core shot with ice. It took her a second, but she really didn’t want Eve to decide to chase her out of the town square with pitchforks. Sure, the townsfolk had been ignorant pieces of shit, but the things they yelled had still been hurtful. Or would have been hurtful if she’d cared about their opinion of them. Which neither of them did.
Eve stroked the side of Maze’s neck and stared at her with those beautiful doe eyes. “I’m not gonna run away. I love you.”
Maze just looked at her, more tense than she’d been in years. She couldn’t handle another betrayal. “You’re still gonna marry me even if you don’t see it, right?”
“Well, yeah, duh.”
The brightness of her smile nearly broke a demon's heart.
“Then what’s the point?” Maze decided to delay any further protests with a deep kiss.
Humans changing height was still. Weird. Trixie was definitely a little taller now and Maze was never going to get used to it. She was even starting to smell different too.
Would Eve age now that she was here?
She took a deep breath and barely touched her knuckles to wood before the door swung open.
"MAZE!"
Maze blinked. When had she started losing focus? Something stirred in her chest. Probably just heartburn.
Which also shouldn't happen, but Eve got her eating sushi with wasabi and-
She looked down, not as much as when they first met, at the imp. The odd sensation hadn't abated. "Trixie, we need to go for a stroll, just you and I. Is it … uh, Halloween yet?"
"Not for a while, what's up?"
She grumbled, strolled in past the girl, and made for the medicine cabinet. She rummaged for the mint garbage liquid and took a swig. She closed the mirrored door to find Chloe's annoyed reflection. "Maze, what are you doing?"
"I'm stealing this. What's it look like? I just came by to borrow your kid."
Chloe glanced back around the bathroom door to see a barely contained child who definitely wanted to go out with the demon. "Did you ask her?"
"Nah, she has to do what you say, right?"
"Maaaaaaaaze. Consent is very important. You have to ask her. And you have to tell me where and for how long."
"Can't I just pick one?"
"No." Chloe addressed her daughter, "did you guys make plans?"
Trixie bit her lip for a second but admitted, "no, but Maze was just asking about taking me trick or treating."
Chloe put on her Detective face. "What's this about?"
Maze hated it. It was kinda hot though. Chloe became completely unreadable in that mode. The damn woman's heart rate didn't even tick up. "Can't a demon just take a kid for a walk once in a while?"
"She's not a dog, Maze."
Maze put the cap back on the bottle but took it with her to the living room. "I just wanna. You know, bond a little."
Chloe looked like she almost believed her. Which kinda hurt a little since it was actually the truth. Maze sighed. "Can I tell you later?"
Chloe's eyes softened slightly. "You really do want to just.. hang out?" She was thinking about the other Halloween, probably. But nothing had happened and she knew Trixie had had a great time.
Trixie, sensing impending victory leaned in, "Mom, maybe she can help me with my homework later too?"
Maze almost choked on another swig of the green stuff.
Chloe relented, "I doubt that Maze can help with homework, but you guys can go out. But not on her bike, take my car. And be back in time for dinner. If I text either one of you and you don't respond with at least a thumbs up, this won't happen again, got it?"
Maze managed not to roll her eyes. Chloe had been a lot more protective of the kid since… everything.
"Got it, mom!" Trixie had already wiggled her toes into her shoes before the adults even stopped talking. The smaller human dragged the demon out the front door as Maze snagged the car keys with one finger.
Chloe sniffed the open bottle of anti-acid and dropped it in the trash, thinking about her life.
Maze had a cup of chocolate ice cream with whip cream, sprinkles, cherries, nuts, and cookie crumbles. Trixie had the same because Maze let her order for them both. The mall was busy, crowded with humans of all sizes, ages and colors. It was disorganized and loud, but nothing like LUX. She'd gotten used to the smells of humanity. She could pick out that excited teen couple, the gaggle of adolescents Trixie’s age in a group headed for a Claire's. Maze hadn't been here specifically before, but she knew the mall existed.
Eve would absolutely love to go. In fact, she should steal - no, buy - that little pair of blue butterfly earrings for her and take her here to shop later.
"Maze! Look! A Halloween store!"
Maze looked where Trixie pointed. "I thought you said it's a way off?"
"It's August, it's probably been open for a few weeks already! It'll probably be a Christmas store after Halloween."
Not that she'd object to steal - to shopping in a store decorated with bats, cauldrons and… skeletons? There was a lot of stuff in there. "Huh. We didn't see most of that when we went trick-or-treating."
Trixie groaned dramatically, "that's cause we don't have a yard. Only people with yards get to do the really fun decorations!"
Maze started to get up.
"Hey, finish your ice cream first!"
Maze ate the rest of her desert quickly and began thinking very hard about yards and houses and trick or treaters coming to theirs.
Then she got a splitting headache. It passed quickly once she pushed her bowl aside but that was still weird. Trixie took pity and ate hers quickly too and threw away the empty containers for them both once Maze stood up and left hers on the table.
They stepped inside, past fluttering ghosts with fans buzzing inside them. Maze immediately went to inspect the skeletons first, picking up a 'lizard' and turning it over. The bones were far too large and the tail much too thick. If it had come from a real lizard it wouldn't have been able to even move. "This makes no sense. Anatomically."
Trixie came over with a…smooth stick? Waving it in circles at nothing and muttered a word that sounded vaguely Latin. Nothing happened so Maze put down the lizard and poked a plastic cat, black with light-up golden eyes and its face in a permanent mouth hiss. "This is weird."
The cat screeched electronically and Maze twisted her lips in mild amusement. "What do you do with these?"
Trixie stuck her tongue out and put a few of the things on the floor in a circle. "It's just fun, see? Scary!"
Maze plucked a purple-sequined witch hat off a shelf. "That's not scary! I'm scary."
"You're not scary, Maze!"
She nearly dropped the hat, but put it on her head instead. Trixie found a pair of devil horns and a halo, putting both of them on her head at the same time. The counter clerk side-eyed them both so Maze glared back until he pretended to tidy up the bagging area by the register.
"You don't think I'm scary?"
"Nah!" Trixie pointed to the wall of odd masks, "that's scary!"
Maze felt her chest constrict. Maybe Trixie didn't remember? Or she really did think Maze had put on makeup quickly to look scary? She guessed that answered the question she had wanted to ask the child. Weird faces are scary. Got it. Damn.
A bunch of plastic bags hanging on pegs had faces that smiled at her. One had a whole ass dinosaur in it.
Trixie had dashed over to a weird plush curtain and waved to get her attention. "Let's go in! It's a dungeon!"
Maze took a longer look. There was, in fact, a hand-written sign over the doorway that said 'dungeon! Enter at your own risk!' Well. Maybe she could find something cool in there to take her mind off scary shit. She was pretty sure it wasn't child-age appropriate though.
Trixie tugged the curtain back and Maze realized it wasn't that kind of dungeon. Or the other kind. This one had even more plastic figures, but bigger and louder. No torture devices. Not a single thing that didn't come out of a factory. There was also an entire plastic horse skeleton the size of a real pony with red flashing eyes and it whineyed and tilted its head when she touched it. It had an optional headless horseman rider to go with it, but that was on the floor currently. The undead pony had a bridle and saddle too, decorated with spiders and cobwebs.
Maze stroked its scruffy but thin mane. "Now this one reminds me of-" she glanced sideways at the child, "of Phoebe."
Trixie looked at her wide-eyed, "You had a horse?"
"Something like. She was my loyal steed. She had a little more skin and hair, but not much. She was…affectionate to me but no one else." Maze smiled, "she bit quite a few other demons, but never me. Well, not hard."
"Oh! You should play Zelda with me! You can ride around on those in the game, but you can't keep them. I tried it a few times. That's so cool that they're real!"
Maze combed her fingers through the mane a few more times, then took the witch hat off and put it on the horse's head. The ridiculously large yard decoration had plastic ears that stabilized the hat and kept it from toppling off. It made her smile to herself, remembering the beast's real name, Grave Digger. The demon word didn't really translate-
She suddenly stopped and looked at Trixie. "What do you mean, real?"
"You had one, right? So they must be real!"
She cleared her throat. "Did your mom tell you?"
"No, silly, you showed me, remember?"
"...but you said I'm not scary?"
Trixie rolled her eyes in a way worthy of her mother and dragged her out of the 'dungeon'.
At the mask wall, the child grabbed a (human) white latex mask with red diamond eyes and blue hair. "Clowns! Those are scary!"
Okay, yeah, she had a point. "Kid, I'm buying you anything you want in here."
Chloe regretted lending Maze the trunk space of her car, eyeing the enormous orange and purple box with a photo of a horse made of bones on it. "I don't have space for that!"
Trixie followed her in, laden with a large paper bag that looked suspiciously heavy, especially for an adolescent.
Maze slapped the box. "Don't worry about it, it's too big for my bike so I'll have to come back with Lucifer's car. I've got some more stuff too." She didn't have a yard for the thing either but she was damned if she was going to leave it behind. She even picked up strings of orange lights to wrap around the legs. She would at the very least put it up in Lucifer's penthouse and try to scare him with it.
Chloe peeked in the top of the large brown bag with mild trepidation. "What have you got there?"
Trixie grinned, "I'm gonna be a T-Rex for Halloween. And Link."
"How are you gonna be both?"
Trixie presented the inflatable dinosaur in one plastic bag and a 'hero' costume in another. The first package had a child-size orangeish dinosaur that inflated and the other had a blue and white tunic, triangular cap, sword, and a shield. "I'll be Link inside!"
Chloe didn't ask how she was going to manage the weaponry and dinosaur gloves. "Oh! I'm sure that will be fun. Thanks, Maze." Thank god it was child-size. Of all the things they could have brought back, that really wasn't all that bad. And the inflatable costume folded down to a reasonable size for storage.
Then Trixie dropped the bomb. "We're ALL gonna be dinosaurs!"
"...What?"
Trixie pulled out more bags, one by one, of colorful inflating dinosaur costumes, individually packaged. Adult-sized. "See, I got you a Velociraptor, Maze and Eve will be a Triceratops and Dad gets a Pterodactyl!"
Chloe silently ground her teeth, but inwardly, the eight-year-old version of her was thrilled on some level. Besides, how much longer would Trixie want to do this with her parents? "What about Lucifer?"
"A POKEMON. That's all the different dinosaurs they had, so I found him a dragon! They had a Charizard. So he gets to be that!"
Chloe had no idea if those things were going to be tall enough for Lucifer but she suddenly really wanted to find out.
"Hey babe!" Eve looked up from her book as Maze came in.
With some bags.
"Oooh, watchcha got?"
Maze clutched them to her chest. A withered, muffled tinny scream came from somewhere, making Eve jump. "Nothing. I'll show you later."
Eve waggled her eyebrows.
"Different later. I did get you something! Hang on."
Maze shoved her paper bag of goodies in a closet and came back, fishing around in her jacket. She checked a few zippers and finally pulled out a small card with some earrings pinned to it. "I hope you like it."
Eve squealed and fingered them. They were cheap and flashy, and she loved them. They were blue, pink and purple striped butterflies on gold-plated wires. "Aw, Maze! Thank you!" She leapt up and hugged her fiancee tight.
Maze felt like she'd done something right and might be about to do something wrong. "Hey, can I show you something?"
"Anything." Eve kissed her tenderly, butterflies clasped against Maze’s back on their embrace. She must have felt tension, because she pulled back enough to look in Maze’s eyes. One of them was white.
"Oh."
Eve's fingers made claws against Maze’s back and Maze was sure she had made a horrible mistake. She let go. Why had she let her guard down?
Eve held her hand to Maze’s cheek. "Can you…see out of it?"
Maze looked back. "What?"
"Does it hurt? You should change back if it hurts."
"I thought you'd be scared."
"Why? I knew who you were when I said yes. The first time. I loved you then and I love you now."
"So you're still saying yes to all of me? When I look like this?"
Eve touched her lips, running her fingertips from the rough side to the soft. Maze relaxed, smiling against Eve's tender fingers in relief. Something other than her heart moved in her chest but it wasn't acid reflux. She still didn't know or understand why she felt this way about Eve, with Eve, but she knew it was terribly important.
"Always."