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It had been yet another rowdy evening in the House of Lamentation. It was now dinner time, and Mammon was on cooking duty.
As Mammon worked in the kitchen, I was sitting in the common lounge with Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphegor. All of them were pretty much doing their own thing while waiting for Mammon to announce that the food was ready.
Lucifer was nowhere to be seen. To be honest, nobody had really seen him all day - but I did hear Barbatos mention earlier this morning that he was going to have a busy day today preparing notes and other documents for the next Student Council Meeting. So, my guess was that he had probably been stuck in his study all day - working incessantly, as usual.
I felt sorry for him. Not only was Lucifer managing the Student Council, he was also tending to his duties as Lord Diavolo's right-hand, and then on top of that, he was also trying to keep all six of his brothers in line and out of trouble.
And the worst part? He's immortal. So, he's literally been doing this for an eternity, and he'll continue to do this for an eternity. I can't even imagine how it must feel to have that much weight and responsibility resting on your shoulders for all of time.
I don't think I've ever met somebody who even works as hard as Lucifer does. And even when he knows he needs help, he refuses it whenever it's offered - because he sees his duties as his responsibility, and his alone.
But, God…I wish he'd at least let me do something. I've been so worried about him lately, I'd do anything to help him.
I know he's overworked. I can tell. He tries not to show it around us, but I know burnout when I see it. And I'm worried about how much sleep - or lack of it - he's actually getting. These days I've caught him dozing off while trying to read the newspaper, and that's not supposed to happen. Not to Lucifer.
"Geez, what's taking Mammon so long?" Belphie suddenly spoke up with a yawn - instantly snapping me out of my thoughts, "Even I could cook dinner faster than this. And I usually fall asleep halfway through my cooking duty."
"I'm starting to get very hungry now," Beelzebub held a hand over his stomach and groaned.
"I wonder what he's making?" Asmo thought aloud as he hummed to himself, "And will it actually be good?"
"As if!" Levi said with a scoff.
"Yeah, I wouldn't hold my breath," Satan chimed in without looking up from the book he was reading, "every time that moron's been on cooking duty, he always takes way too long, and the result is always disappointing."
"I don't care if it's disappointing," Beel said with a sigh, "I just need to eat."
"I'll go check on him," I told the brothers before rising to my feet, "surely he can't be too far away."
I then left the common lounge and made my way towards the kitchen where Mammon was slaving away. As soon as I entered the room, I gave a little start as I took in the catastrophic surroundings. In his efforts to cook, Mammon had turned the kitchen into a bomb site. It was making me grimace a little, but I had to give him points for trying.
"Mammon?" I addressed him quietly so that I wouldn't startle him while he was leaning over a hot stove, "How are you doing?"
"Oh, hey (Y/N)," Mammon turned around to face me and smiled, "so, you've come to watch The Great Mammon at work, huh?"
"Yeah, you, uh..." I scanned the disastrous state of the kitchen once more and bit my lip, "you look like you've been...busy."
"Yep! I've been pickin' up a few extra shifts over at Hell's Kitchen lately, and I'm puttin' all the new cookin' skills I've learned to good use," he flashed me a bright smile - looking proud of himself, "just you wait, (Y/N). Tonight's dinner is gonna be outta this world."
"I'm sure it'll taste great," I smiled back at him.
I didn't like joining the rest of the brothers in bullying Mammon. I don't think he's a moron, or a scumbag - as long as I've known him, he's always been sweet and a good friend to me. I like to be kind to him when the other brothers aren't. And besides, whatever he was making...it actually did smell really, really good.
"I knew ya would believe me, (Y/N)," Mammon said with a chuckle, "I'm almost done here. Is everyone ready?"
"Pretty much," I replied with a nod, "they're all in the lounge right now. Well…except for Lucifer."
"Where the hell's Lucifer?" Mammon asked.
"I have no idea," I lowered my eyes a little and sighed, "I haven't seen him all day. I guess he's been busy working."
"Well, if he's workin', he's probably all holed up in that study of his," Mammon said, "could ya go down and get him for me, (Y/N), and tell him dinner's almost done?"
"Huh? Me?" My eyes widened a little, "Why me?"
"Luci doesn't like us botherin' him while he's workin'," Mammon said, "especially when he's all snowed under like he was today. All we'd ever do is piss him off. But if you went and got him instead of one of us, he'll probably be nicer to ya."
"Fair enough..." I nodded slowly, "alright. I'll see if I can find him."
"I knew I could count on ya, darlin'," Mammon grinned at me which made me giggle a little.
"I'll be back soon," I smiled back at him, "see you, Mammoney."
**********
Lucifer and I have been "seeing each other" for a little while now.
I say "seeing each other" in quotation marks because I don't exactly know what to call it yet. Nobody knew except us. We haven't discussed being exclusive or making it official. And well, to be honest...most of it was just sex. We usually met up in secret just to release all the stress and the tension of the day.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. At all. I'm crazy about Lucifer. I'm so crazy about him that I don't even care if it's just casual. As long as I get to be with him in some type of way, I'm happy.
As the Avatar of Pride, Lucifer almost never opens up to people. So, to be honest...knowing that he actually allows me to be intimate with him like that makes me feel so warm inside all the same. It makes me feel special, and close to him. I'm not sure if our little arrangement is making him as happy as it's making me...but I hope it is.
All I ever want to do is make him happy. I could dedicate my entire life to making him smile.
I already knew about the secret passage in the library that led to Lucifer's study. He showed me how to open it so that I could come and visit him every now and then. Although, most of the time, those "visits" usually end up with me being bent over his desk with my skirt and panties around my ankles.
As I entered the library, my eyebrows rose when I saw that his study was already open. Clearly, he had forgotten to seal the passage behind him.
I crossed the library and entered the dimly lit passage before shortly emerging into Lucifer's study. The space was warm, and the crackling fireplace had kissed the room with an orange glow. I closed my eyes and let out a soft, contented sigh. It always felt so cozy and peaceful in here.
Dozens of books were stacked atop Lucifer's desk, and there were piles of papers scattered all over not only the desk, but also the small coffee table in the middle of the room. My heart sank a little. As usual, Lucifer was overloaded with work.
At first, I didn't know where he was. I momentarily wondered if he'd actually just left - which would make sense since the study was already open. But then I took another look at his desk.
The first thing I saw was his large black coat with the fur trim draped across the top of his desk chair. And then I saw Lucifer himself, and I immediately let out a soft gasp.
He was lying face-down on top of his desk. His forehead was resting against his folded arms, and his jet-black hair was tousled and fanning out across the tabletop. It seemed he had also discarded his red waistcoat somewhere, since it was nowhere to be seen on his body. Instead, he had on the black shirt that he usually wore underneath it, with the sleeves rolled up. I guess it was more comfortable for him.
His body was rising and falling with deep, steady breaths - and when I heard the softest snore escape from his throat, my eyes immediately widened as I realized he was sleeping. Clearly, he was so exhausted that he'd passed out in the middle of doing his work.
Oh, Lucifer...
I bit down on my bottom lip anxiously. It felt wrong to wake him. But at the same time, I didn't want him to miss out on dinner. Unless he'd been dining privately in his study, he never joined us for any of today's previous mealtimes, either. And that worried me.
"Lucifer..?" I first tried to address him quietly, "Lucifer?"
No response.
I bit my lip again and slowly moved closer to his desk. The nearer I got to him, the more guilty I felt. I wanted more than anything to just let him rest.
"Lucifer?" I reached out and gently touched his shoulder which made him flinch and mumble something indistinct as he slowly lifted his head from his desk.
"Ngh..." Lucifer was squinting a little - allowing his eyes to adjust to the light as he began to wake, "what..?"
Lucifer sluggishly moved his head back and forth as he looked across the room. As he lifted his head, I noticed that his red tie which was usually perfectly fastened was loose and slightly dishevelled, and his gloves had also been removed - displaying the deep red polish on his nails.
His weary eyes slowly began to meet mine, and when they did, I saw his eyebrows raise.
"(Y/N)..?" His voice was a little raspy due to still not being fully awake, "What are you doing here..? What time is it?"
I fiddled with my fingernails a little. "It's almost time for dinner, Lucifer."
"What?" His half-crimson eyes immediately widened, "How is it almost dinner time?! The last time I looked at the clock, it was still the late afternoon!"
"You fell asleep, Lucifer," I told him softly, "you must've been so tired that you didn't even realize it."
Lucifer cursed under his breath and quickly sat back up in his chair; straightening his body out and stretching out his neck from side to side as he did so.
"(Y/N), please apologize to my brothers for me. I will be unable to join them for dinner tonight," his eyes remained fixed on the pile of papers below him, "due to my idleness, I am now more behind on my work than I already was," he shook his head and let out a long sigh, "how foolish of me..."
"Oh, no!" I immediately objected, "Lucifer, please. Please don't punish yourself. You were just tired - exhausted, even. You couldn't help it."
Lucifer only shook his head again as he took a quill pen in his hand. "I know better than to fall asleep on the job, (Y/N). I have only made things more difficult for myself."
"Lucifer, please come and eat," I begged him, "you've already missed every other mealtime today! You shouldn't be doing that!"
When he heard my pleading, he finally lifted his eyes from his papers to look up at me. In the warm light of the fireplace, I saw him starting to smile at me.
"Are you really that concerned for my well-being?" He sounded somewhat amused.
"Of course I am!" I huffed, "You work the hardest out of all of us, Lucifer. And you're not even eating, for God's sake!"
Lucifer chuckled quietly. "I can assure you that I have still been eating today, (Y/N). I've just had my meals brought here to my study."
I held a hand to my racing heart and softly sighed in relief.
"Still," I spoke up once more once I'd calmed down, "I wish you'd take a break, Lucifer. Even just a little one."
"Not possible," he replied stoically as his smile began to disappear.
"Please, Lucifer," I implored him again, "Mammon said dinner's almost ready. Come and eat with us. It'll take ten minutes - fifteen, at most. That's all. Then you can come back. But please step away from your desk, even just for a little while."
Lucifer's pen paused and hovered over the paper he'd been writing on. And after a moment of silence, he started smiling again.
"It is amusing to think that you truly believe you can order me around like that as if you're my other half," He chuckled once more, "but...I suppose you have a point."
My breath hitched slightly at his words.
His other half..?
Like...his wife?
My heart skipped a beat as the thought briefly but delightfully swam around in my head.
Imagine...
"Very well," Lucifer spoke up again as he returned his quill to its ink pot, "since you insist on it so adamantly, I will join you and my brothers for dinner."
I immediately broke out a relieved smile at his words.
Thank God.
Lucifer pushed out his chair and rose to his feet. But as he stood up, I heard him stifle a groan and saw him hold the side of his forehead - his free hand tightly clutching the edge of the desk as if he were trying to balance himself. My eyes widened.
"Are you okay?" I asked him worriedly.
"Ugh..." Lucifer gritted his teeth and continued to clutch his forehead, "...yes. Forgive me, (Y/N) - I've just realized that I have a terrible migraine."
"Oh, Lucifer..." I sighed and began to hover my hand over his back, "...you've overworked yourself completely..."
"Indeed, it appears so," Lucifer closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I feel very tired..."
"Maybe you should go to your room instead," I suggested, "I think you need to lie down."
Lucifer was silent for a moment before he slowly started nodding in agreement.
"You're right," he said with a sigh, "perhaps I've been sitting in this cursed room for too long..."
I put my hand on the small of his back, guided him away from his desk and started slowly escorting him out of the room. I carefully led him down the hallways of the House of Lamentation towards his bedroom and opened the door for him.
Once we were inside his room, I helped Lucifer sit down on his bed. He then spent several moments in silence - letting out an uncomfortable moan as he continued to hold his head in his hands.
"Thank you, (Y/N)," he finally spoke to me in a low voice.
"Is there anything I can get you?" At this point, I wanted to do anything in my power to help him feel better, "Anything you can take for your headache? Medicine, or pills maybe? I might have some ibuprofen in my room."
Lucifer shook his head. "Unfortunately, human world medications don't work on us."
"What else can we do, then?"
"Do not trouble yourself, (Y/N)," Lucifer told me, "please don't send yourself into a frenzy over me."
"Lucifer, please let me help you," I begged him, "there must be something I can do. Even if it's something small - if it'll help you feel better, I'll do it."
Lucifer was silent for a moment.
"Well..." he began, "actually, there is one thing."
"What is it?"
"In the kitchen," he told me, "there should be a box of tea bags. I use them quite often for my migraines. The tea is made from hellfire roses, and it alleviates headaches and other painful conditions almost immediately."
"Perfect!" I started to smile, "Should I make a cup for you?"
"If you don't mind, it would help me significantly."
"Say no more," my smile grew as I rose to my feet, "I'll prepare it right away."
"Thank you, (Y/N)," Lucifer smiled back at me, "if you cannot find the teabags, consider asking one of my brothers. Probably Levi - he tends to drink a lot of it as well, since he gets frequent headaches from all that gaming he does."
"Sure," I replied with a nod, "rest up, Lucifer. I'll be right back."
**********
As Lucifer had predicted, Leviathan was the one who showed me where the hellfire rose tea was, and he also did me an extra favour by showing me how to make it for Lucifer specifically.
Although I suspected as much, Lucifer was very particular about how he liked his tea. He always wanted it strong - especially when it came to hellfire rose tea. Apparently, he takes it so often that it's come to a point where it does nothing for him unless it's made to be as strong as possible.
Neither Levi nor any of the other brothers really asked me any questions about why I was suddenly running around after Lucifer. I suppose they'd all already figured out he was suffering from a headache - taking into account the tea that I was trying to make. And they all knew not to mess with Lucifer when he had a migraine.
When I returned to Lucifer's room with the tea, I had to stop in my tracks when I realized he had made himself more comfortable.
He was lying back in his bed - one of his knees bent upwards towards the ceiling and using his forearm to shield his eyes from the light. His shoes had been kicked off, he had removed his necktie, and the top three buttons on his black shirt had been undone - giving me the perfect sneak peek of his sculpted chest.
Oh, fuck...
I had started nibbling at my bottom lip before I could even stop myself. I couldn't handle how handsome he was. I could never handle it. Everything about him turns me on so much, and it's been that way ever since I first met him.
But I couldn't think about that stuff now.
I forced myself to snap out of my dirty daydreams as I entered the room. The sound of my footsteps against the floor caused Lucifer to remove his arm from his face so that he could look up at me.
"I, uh..." I knew I was blushing, so I kept my face pointed down towards the floor in hopes that Lucifer wouldn't notice, "I hope I did it right...I had to ask Levi for tips."
Lucifer smiled and sat up in his bed so that I could hand the cup over to him. He thanked me as he took the drink from my hands and held the cup to his lips. He took his first sip, and as the tea slipped down his throat, he closed his eyes and let out a deep, relieved sigh.
"It's perfect, (Y/N)," Lucifer looked at me and smiled again, "I'm impressed."
I smiled back at him and giggled a little. "Don't give me all the credit. Like I said, Levi was a big help."
"I'll be sure to thank him later."
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" I asked him, "I could bring a tray of dinner to you if you want. Mammon really surpassed expectations tonight - his dishes actually look really good, but nobody wants to admit it," I giggled again.
Lucifer chuckled as he set his teacup down on his bedside table. "Believe it or not, if Mammon actually puts his mind to something, it will turn out quite well. I thank you for your offer, (Y/N), but I had my lunch late today - so I don't feel very hungry right now," his smile grew a little, "besides, you've already done more than enough."
"Okay, well..." I began to back out of the room - assuming he no longer had any need of me, "if you do need anything else, just let me know."
"Where are you going?" Lucifer had noticed that I was starting to leave, "Don't you want to spend time with me?"
The nature of his smile had changed into more of a cheeky, tantalizing smirk. I felt my face immediately burn with a hot blush.
"What? N-No! That's not it at all!" I said quickly, "I just...I-I thought you'd want to be left alone..."
"True. I do want to be left alone," his smirk grew, "with you."
My breath hitched, my eyes widened and my blush instantly deepened. Damn him. He's the only one in the world who can make me this flustered.
"Lucifer..." My voice was weak and ridiculously bashful.
"Come here, (Y/N)," Lucifer reached out and claimed my hand, "I've had a long day. But seeing you has a way of making me feel better."
I let out a soft gasp as he pulled me to his bedside and held me close to him. He let out a long sigh before he leaned forward to rest his forehead against my stomach, and my heartbeat instantly accelerated.
Lucifer had sought out sexual gratification from me plenty of times before. But this was the first time he's ever sought out affection.
I hesitated for a moment before my hands came up to entangle themselves within his soft ebon hair. In hopes of relieving some of his tension, I started to slowly stroke his hair and gently massage his head. I heard him moan softly in satisfaction at my touch, causing me to smile a little.
Somebody likes head rubs...
"You smell divine..." Lucifer murmured as he deeply inhaled my scent, "(Y/N)...come closer to me."
He used his grip on me to pull me down towards the bed and on top of him. As he looked me in the eyes, my face was flushing red all over again - causing him to smile amusedly as he helped me settle down on the bed beside him.
"I can sense your heart pounding, and your face is redder than the hellfire rose itself," he told me with a chuckle, "do I really make you that nervous?"
"I..." I bit my lip and lowered my eyes towards the floor, "I-I'm sorry..."
Lucifer chuckled again and placed his fingers beneath my chin; lifting my face away from the ground so that I was meeting his eyes once more.
"There's no need for you to be so bashful, (Y/N)," he teasingly smirked at me, "have I not already seen every last inch of your body?"
"Lucifer!" My blush instantly deepened.
This time, he laughed at me before gently brushing a few loose strands of my hair away from my eyes.
"Have you not also seen every inch of mine?" He smiled at me again - more tenderly this time, "So, tell me: Why are you still this flustered?"
"I can't help it, okay?!" I desperately wanted to hide my face from him so that he could stop amusing himself with how embarrassed I was.
"Why?" Lucifer asked me again - his smile already starting to grow, "Are you in love with me?"
His question caught me so off-guard it almost gave me a heart attack. However, I didn't need much time to figure out what my answer was at all.
Am I in love with Lucifer?
Yes. Of course I am.
The first day I met him, he took my breath away completely. I didn't know such a level of beauty could even exist in a being. Just by smiling at me for the first time, he'd instantly drawn me in like a moth to a flame. I mean, surely he must've noticed it...because on that day, I just couldn't look away from him even when I tried to.
Then I started living in the House of Lamentation with Lucifer and his brothers, and I was enthralled by every little thing Lucifer did. He often stayed up late playing the grand piano in the music room - where my bedroom was close by. I was able to hear him from my room, and I would often fall asleep listening to him play - because his music was just that soothing.
As we grew closer, Lucifer treated me like family and made me feel deeply cared for. And when he made his first...intimate proposition to me, I couldn't believe it. I could barely fathom the idea that he actually wanted me in that way. But of course, I said yes - because I'm obsessed with him. And it was one of the best nights of my life.
I had never felt so intimately close to anybody to the level I felt it with Lucifer. For me, since that night, there was no better place in the entire Devildom than lying beneath Lucifer's body - letting him do whatever the hell he wanted to me and relishing every moment. My love for him had been building up over time without me even realizing it...but that evening instantly brought it all to light.
My heart skips a beat whenever he enters the room. When you feel that connected to somebody...it can only be love.
That's what I wanted to believe, at least.
I knew I loved Lucifer. I didn't know if Lucifer loved me.
I never asked him about it, because I didn't want to ruin anything. I was happy to keep my feelings to myself and let things stay as they are.
But, this question...why was he asking me this question?
Am I that transparent that my true feelings for him are painfully obvious? Does he find that entertaining? Is he asking me this to laugh at me?
When it's Lucifer you're talking about...you never really know.
"You seem at a loss for words, (Y/N)," Lucifer said, "forgive me for asking such a question so blatantly. But..." he looked at me curiously, "if I were to state my answer first...would that encourage you to give me yours?"
My eyebrows rose a little. "Your answer?"
Lucifer nodded. "There's a reason why I asked you that question, (Y/N)," he looked down to where my hands were resting on the mattress and gently took them in his, "as you may have noticed, lately I have been very behind on my paperwork, to the point where I have to sacrifice almost a full night's sleep just to meet certain deadlines. But do you know exactly why I've fallen so far behind?"
I shook my head.
"Because, (Y/N), the thought of you takes up so much of my mind, that I haven't been able to properly focus on my work for a very long time."
I immediately gasped.
Wait...what?!
"Lucifer..." I began slowly, "what...what are you saying..?"
"What I'm saying, (Y/N), is this," Lucifer bore his eyes straight into mine, "I know all of my brothers secretly pine for you. I've seen the way they all look at you when you're not paying attention. You've put them all under your spell, (Y/N), and that makes my blood boil," his face hardened a little, "because I simply cannot - and will not - allow any of them to have you."
My breathing almost completely stopped, and my heart started beating louder than a drum as he spoke.
No way...
"The fact that I even have to compete with my brothers for your affection makes me livid," Lucifer continued with a huff, "these days, I find myself wanting all of your attention to be mine, and mine alone. Because..."
His voice trailed away - and for the first time since I met him, a soft red blush began to colour the Avatar of Pride's face.
"...because you've put me under your spell, too," he finished in a low voice, "I didn't want to admit it, not even to myself...but I've been completely and utterly bewitched by you."
I couldn't even describe what was happening to my body and what was going through my head as Lucifer professed his feelings to me. I felt...dizzy. My heart was swelling and racing into overdrive. My mind was swarming with a jumbled mess of bewildered, incredulous notions. No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't even breathe a word of response to him.
"At first, I thought I was confusing lust with something more," Lucifer spoke up again, "that is why I approached you privately in the first place, since I truly believed all these feelings I had would disappear as soon as I laid with you...but they didn't. In fact, they grew even more prominent," he lowered his eyes and let out a long sigh, "I couldn't get you out of my head, (Y/N), no matter how hard I tried. I kept coming back for more, and I couldn't stop myself."
Holy shit.
Holy shit, is this actually happening right now?!
"I became infatuated with you," Lucifer's voice was quiet, "and I wanted to make you as addicted to me as I was to you. To put my idiot brothers out of your mind completely."
...Holy FUCK!
"I'm aware my desires have made our relationship complicated, and for that I apologize," Lucifer gently brushed his fingers against my cheek which made my breath hitch, "instead of admitting it to myself, I tried to run away from it. But I will do so no longer."
As he cupped my face, he started to guide me closer to him - and my breathing turned shallow.
"I would do anything to make you mine," he murmured to me, "I'm in love with you, (Y/N). Unconditionally."
I was speechless. Totally, entirely speechless. It was so much to process, and it was making my heart feel like it was about to burst out of my body. I couldn't say a word, despite how much I wanted to.
"Is this too much?" My silence seemed to make Lucifer nervous, "Have I overwhelmed you?"
I knew I had to give him an answer. But I couldn't for the life of me express it through words. So...I expressed it in another way.
Before Lucifer could say another word, I took his face in my hands and kissed him deeply. I felt him tense up a little as my actions caught him slightly off-guard, but his body quickly softened as he kissed me back without hesitation. His lips moved against my own so passionately that a low moan of pleasure escaped from the back of my throat.
"I love you, too," I whispered against him, "I love you so much...Lucifer..."
"(Y/N)..." Lucifer brushed his lips against mine as we pulled away, "I've been around for a long time, but nobody has captured my heart the way you have."
"I've been entranced by you since the day we met, Lucifer," I let my fingers disappear into his silky hair, "you never had to compete with your brothers. I love them all, but my heart belongs to you. It always has."
Lucifer's scarlet-kissed eyes had a look of love about them as he smiled down at me tenderly. His fingers came up to trace my jawline, making me close my eyes and let out a trembling sigh as I relished the feeling of his touch.
"Tonight," he began, "I will lay with you as your lover, (Y/N). Nothing less."
He drew my face towards him and kissed me again - and my arms began to slide up his chest and drape around his neck as I pulled him closer to me. He pressed his body against mine, and I could feel his desire for me beneath the waistband of his trousers.
The feeling of his erection pressed against my heat was more than enough to arouse me. There was no better sensation in the world to me than being able to feel how much he wanted me. And I wanted to give him the same sensation.
One of my hands dropped from his neck so that I could start palming him over his trousers. Lucifer flinched and moaned softly into my mouth when I touched him.
I didn't initially know how he'd react to me touching him so suddenly without his permission. But when I heard him moan like that, I felt myself smile. He was enjoying it.
"May I undress you, Lucifer?" I whispered to him as we pulled away. I decided not to push it too much.
"I will allow you to do whatever you want to me tonight," Lucifer replied with a smirk, "as long as you extend the same courtesy."
"Of course," I told him with a giggle as I started to circle my finger around the buttons of his shirt.
I continued to massage him over his trousers as I used my free hand to unbutton the rest of his shirt. The two halves of the shirt then parted, and a reverent sigh passed from my lips as my eyes fell upon the taut muscles of his chest.
Lucifer was a Devil with the body of a God.
He was enthralling, and I wanted to satisfy him so badly.
After I slipped his shirt off his shoulders, I unzipped his trousers and opened them. When Lucifer felt my fingers reach inside and wrap around the base of his cock, he began to smirk at me.
"Are you trying to please me, (Y/N)?" He asked me cheekily.
"I always am, Lucifer," I replied with a smile, "you've been so burdened by your work lately. Let me relieve some of your stress."
I freed his cock from the restraint of his pants and began to stroke it. Just like the rest of him, it was flawless. It was the most perfect cock I'd ever seen in my life. And it felt fucking incredible, too.
I circled my tongue around the tip of his length before easing the head of him into my mouth. Lucifer cursed under his breath and let out a soft moan as I began to suck.
I took in a little more of him and continued to stroke the rest of his shaft - swirling my tongue around his head once more before sucking a little harder. A low groan emitted from Lucifer's throat, and I felt his hand on my head as his fingers entangled themselves in my hair. He closed his fist around my hair and began to lightly pull on it - and the sensation of the light pain made me whimper and moan softly against his length.
I let him slide out of my mouth so that I could glide my tongue down the full length of his cock before taking him between my lips again. I used my fingers and hands to massage his balls and stroke the part of him that hadn't made it past my lips - and Lucifer sharply sucked in a breath.
"(Y/N)..." I heard his breathing deepen, "you're making it very difficult to contain my release..."
"Then don't," I let him slide out of my mouth so that I could speak and smile at him, "release your tension, Lucifer. That's what I'm here for."
I took him into my mouth again and looked up into his eyes. Lucifer swore as his grip on my hair began to tighten, and I sunk my head lower until the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. He was too big for me to be able to take all of him - but even with that, I was still determined to please him.
I tightened my grip a little more and moved my hand up and down the half of his length that I couldn't fit in. Lucifer hissed and let out a long groan, and I felt his body tense up and flinch as his load suddenly shot out of his tip and spilled down my throat.
I smiled against his length before releasing him from my mouth and swallowing every last drop of his ejaculate. Lucifer was panting softly as he slowly came down from his high.
"Feel better?" I asked him with a giggle.
Lucifer's eyes shifted to look at me, and he started to smirk.
"Much better," he replied, "but it's nowhere near enough for me to be done with you just yet."
"Oh, is that so?" I wanted to tease him a little. Only a little.
"Unlike our fleeting encounters together in my study, we have all the time in the world to be together right now," Lucifer began to chuckle deeply, "and I have the capacity to make love to you until the break of dawn."
Before I could even respond, he suddenly grabbed me and pinned me down onto his bed - letting his body hover above mine as he took my chin in his hand.
"You've had your fun, (Y/N)," Lucifer smirked at me again, "it's my turn now."
My breathing was shaky as his fingers moved down from my chin and traced the line of my neck - going past my collarbones and down to the swells of my breasts. He ghosted his fingers down the valley of my breasts and continued to trail them down my body before stopping at the hem of my shirt.
"I hope you're not too fond of this shirt, (Y/N)," he told me, "I have no wish to waste my time pulling it off your body."
Without warning, he clutched the middle of my shirt with both hands and tore it to shreds with brute force - instantly exposing my bra which made me gasp. Lucifer smirked and slid his hands around my back - unclipping my bra and pulling it away from my body within moments.
My torn shirt and bra were discarded to the floor, and his hands then found the belt looped around my jeans. He unbuckled it and pulled it from my waist before unzipping my jeans and dragging them down my body along with my panties.
Every part of me had been exposed to him before I could look twice, and I saw his eyes darken with lust as he raked them down my body.
"Your body is too enticing for your own good, darling," Lucifer was smirking at me again, "it's impossible for me to resist you."
As he lowered his face towards mine, I felt two of his fingers sliding through my soaked folds - making me gasp and whimper softly as I began to bite down on my bottom lip in anticipation.
"It's incredibly arousing to feel how wet you are for me," Lucifer murmured to me with a smile, "everything about you is so fucking captivating..."
"Lucifer..." I let out a moan as I felt one of his fingers teasingly circle my clit, "oh, my..."
He silenced me by pressing his lips to mine. I felt his fingers press against my clit as he began to stroke it - and I let out another loud moan into his mouth. My body was tingling and fluttering everywhere as he touched me.
His fingers moved down and massaged my entrance as he pulled away from me only by an inch. I saw him smirk at me before he pushed the entire length of his fingers into my body; and my mouth fell open as I gasped loudly in pleasure. Lucifer chuckled deeply and used his free hand to brush his thumb down my bottom lip enticingly.
"You are the most breathtaking creature in the universe..." his eyes were warmed with passion as he gazed into mine, "and you belong to me."
"Yes, Lucifer," I replied without hesitation as a shaky breath fell from my lips, "always and forever..."
My breathing deepened as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of me; using his other thumb to keep my clit stimulated. He had the fingers of a pianist: long and nimble with the ability to reach and touch every last key on the clavier. Or, in this case: every last edge and crevice of my body.
My face felt flushed as I rolled my head back into the pillows and basked in the pleasure that overwhelmed my body as Lucifer fucked me with his fingers. His face was so close to mine that the tips of his dark hair were brushing against my cheeks, and I couldn’t look away from him even once as he pleasured me.
I couldn't even keep up with how much my heart was racing as I gazed up at him. He was absolutely mesmerizing.
There was a sensation in the pit of my stomach as my climax began to build up within me. My breath hitched, and my fingers grasped at fistfuls of the bedsheets beneath me as I began to clench my walls around Lucifer's fingers.
"Come for me, darling," I heard him whisper to me, "I can feel how close you are."
He shoved his fingers into me as far as they could go before twisting and curving them inside my body. A choked gasp escaped from my throat as the orgasm finally hit me - making me squeeze my eyes shut and bite down hard on my bottom lip as I tried my best to stifle the loud groan of pleasure that emanated from me. I heard Lucifer chuckling and humming softly in satisfaction as my walls pulsed around his fingers.
He withdrew his hand from me and held his fingers to my mouth. I parted my lips and sucked my arousal off his fingers, and he immediately smiled at me.
"Such a good girl..." I heard him mutter as his fingers finally slipped from my mouth.
He then bent down and kissed me, and I felt his tongue pass over my lips as he swiftly stole the remnants of my taste.
"Lucifer..." I was panting slightly as he pulled away from me, "I want you inside me. Please..."
Lucifer smirked at me. "I was inside you."
Though he meant to tease me, I only smirked back at him. "I refuse to believe that was enough for you."
Lucifer chuckled. "You are getting to know me too well, (Y/N)."
As my eyes dropped down to sneak another glance at his cock, I noticed he was already just as hard as before and more than ready for Round Two. Just the thought of him being inside me was making my heart beat for him wildly.
Almost every time we had those rendezvous in his study, Lucifer would usually use a book strap or some sort of binding to tie my wrists before he fucked me. Bondage just seemed to be his...thing. And that's why I was surprised when I didn't see him prepare any sort of rope or belt or anything to bind my wrists with.
"Aren't you gonna tie me up or something?" I asked him.
At my question, Lucifer's eyebrows rose, but he slowly started to smile - seemingly amused.
"Why would I do that?" He asked me beguilingly, "All it would do is deprive me of your touch. I don't want that. Not tonight."
I was stunned. Almost upset, even...but not quite.
I think I was starting to like being tied up.
"Are you surprised? Or disappointed, even?" Lucifer chuckled, "Do you enjoy it when I bind your wrists?"
"Well...I got used to it, I guess..." I admitted with a shy smile, "but I still won't complain about being able to touch you freely."
"The only reason I did that in the first place was because I feared your touch would add more intimacy to our relationship than I was comfortable to allow. But...regardless, that happened anyway," he chuckled again, "I have no desire to do so tonight, (Y/N). Does that dishearten you?"
"Nope," I shook my head and smiled at him again, "not in the slightest."
Lucifer smiled back at me, and he bent down to kiss me.
"We belong to one another now," he told me as we pulled away, "this is but the first of many evenings we will spend together. If you truly wish to be restrained, then..." he began to smirk at me, "I can always bind you another night."
"Sounds good to me," I told him with a giggle.
Lucifer took one of his pillows and lifted my hips to place it underneath the small of my back. He then rested between my legs and lowered his body towards mine. I could feel the head of his cock nudging my entrance which made my breath tremble in anticipation.
"I'm not letting anyone else have you now..." he gently touched his forehead to my own, "you're mine, (Y/N)."
As the words left his lips, I felt him enter me. I gasped and let out a soft whimper when I felt my walls strain to make room for him as he filled my body. Lucifer took hold of my thighs and helped me wrap my legs around his lower back as he smiled at me. His actions made my heart swell. It really felt like he was trying to do everything he could to be as close to me as possible.
My breath hitched as Lucifer began to move - pulling out of me halfway and slowly pushing back in - giving me time for my body to adjust to his length.
Already, this felt different from every other time we were intimate. Usually, Lucifer was rough - but in a good way. He would treat me like a plaything but I fucking loved it anyway. This time, however...I didn't feel like his plaything. I felt like his equal.
I felt like his lover.
I took his face in both of my hands and let my fingers disappear into his raven-black hair. It felt like I was forgetting how to breathe as I looked up at him and gazed into his eyes. I had never imagined I could feel so much love in my heart for just one being.
"Don't stop..." I whispered to him, "Lucifer..."
Lucifer's hands stroked my outer thighs as he rocked his hips against my own. His breathing was deep, and there were low, pleasured moans emitting from his throat as he made love to me.
I asked him to go faster, and he obeyed. I begged him to go deeper, and he obeyed. He was making it his mission to please me, and it came as both a shock and a delight. I wouldn't have expected this to come from Lucifer...but I was absolutely loving every moment.
Our bodies moved as one. I had truly become his other half. I didn't need him to call me his wife to know that.
The pleasure rocked me to my core as he fervently pounded into me. His hands groped at my breasts, and his lips made a trail of love bites down my neck. He was marking me as his own, so that everyone else knew to stay the hell away from me - because I was his, and his alone.
The way he was moving inside me was driving me wild. The pressure of my next climax was building up inside me rapidly. My body felt exhausted, but I couldn't get enough. He had made me hopelessly addicted to him.
I cried out Lucifer's name in ecstasy as my orgasm shattered through my body - my eyes glazing over as my walls pulsed against his cock. Lucifer swore and let his lips collapse against mine as he kissed me passionately. I felt his body shudder, and he let out a long, low moan against me as he released himself inside me. I broke out a satisfied smile against his lips as I felt his warmth spread through my body.
"Lucifer..." his name left my lips in a breathless murmur as he pulled away, "wow..."
Lucifer let out a deep, tired chuckle. "Did I please you, my love?"
"You did much more than that," I told him with a giggle as I felt him ease his length out of me, "you took me to a whole other universe...that was amazing."
"Good," Lucifer smiled at me and kissed me once more, "it is how I should've been treating you all this time. You deserve nothing less," he lowered his eyes a little, "I regret how I've treated you these past few weeks...all because I refused to accept the fact that I'd fallen for you..." he let out a long sigh and shook his head, "damn my pride..."
"Well, you are the Avatar of Pride, after all," I giggled again, "it's okay, Lucifer. I was into the rough stuff, too. It doesn't matter how you do it - nobody can ever make me feel as good as you do."
Feeling reassured by my words, Lucifer finally smiled at me again.
"You deserve the world, (Y/N)," he told me as he tenderly brushed some of my dishevelled hair away from my face, "and I will do everything in my power to give it to you."
"Just by loving me," I replied, "you already have."
Lucifer's smile grew, and he chuckled warmly before he rolled off my body and settled down into the empty space on the bed beside me. He drew the bedsheets back and draped them over our bodies before taking me in his arms.
"Rest, (Y/N)," he told me as he tucked the sheets cozily around my body and kissed the side of my forehead, "you will sleep in this room with me tonight."
"Gladly," I replied with a giggle as I tucked my head against the crook of his neck, "I love you, Lucifer..."
"And I love you. Truly and deeply," I felt his lips starting to graze against my hair, "sleep well, darling. I hope we'll meet again in our dreams."
**********
I awoke the next morning with Lucifer's arms still wrapped around me from behind. I had slept like a log and woken up feeling sore but well-rested. Lucifer's bed was very comfortable.
I began to wonder what time it was, and I saw my D.D.D sitting atop Lucifer's bedside table beside his half-finished cup of hellfire rose tea.
I wriggled out of Lucifer's grasp just a little bit which made him stir slightly, but he didn't wake. I reached out for my D.D.D and just managed to grab it with my fingertips, and I stuck my tongue out a little in concentration as I focused all my energy into bringing the device to the bed without dropping it and waking Lucifer.
As I switched my D.D.D on, my eyes widened when I realized it was already almost 10AM. Thank God there were no classes today, or else both Lucifer and I would've been completely screwed.
I also realized I had a text from Mammon, which he'd sent last night.
Oi, (Y/N)! Has Lucifer killed ya or somethin'? Are you comin' down for dinner?
Yikes.
When Mammon realizes I never texted him back, he's gonna freak out and probably start looking for me. He always gets paranoid about my safety like that.
Fuck, what if he barges into Lucifer's room and sees me here?!
Actually, any one of the brothers could end up doing that, to be honest...
Shit. I think I have to go.
I didn't want to leave Lucifer. But I also didn't know if he still wanted to keep our relationship a secret or not. All the same...I couldn't risk letting the others see me here.
Reluctantly, I decided to try and wake him. I figured it'd be better than just getting up and leaving while he was still asleep.
"Lucifer?" I turned towards him and nudged him a little, "Hey...sorry, Lucifer, but can you get up?"
"Hm..?" Lucifer's eyes opened by a small squint, "What is it..?"
"I think I should go..." I told him with an anxious bite of my lip.
"Go..? Why?" Lucifer's eyes opened a little more, "Is something the matter, love?"
"No. Of course not," I told him with a smile, "but I've just seen the time. It's almost ten. Nearly all of your brothers would be awake by now."
"So what?" Lucifer grumbled.
"Lucifer, one of them might come barging into your room soon, wanting something from you. You don't want them to see me in here, do you?"
At my question, Lucifer only smirked.
"Why not?" There was a cheeky, smug tone in his voice, "Then they'll all know that I wouldn't hesitate to hang any of them from the tallest room in this house if they even dare to touch you."
His words made me blush rapidly. "Still...I don't think it's a good idea. For now, at least. Don't you think they'll just start bugging you about us all the time once they find out?"
Lucifer sighed. "I suppose you make a valid point (Y/N)," he let a low, averse groan and tightened his grip around me a little, "but I don't want you to leave."
I giggled quietly before pressing his hands to my lips and kissing them.
"I'll go back to my room and freshen up, before any of them can see me," I smiled at him, "and then maybe we can find a way to have a late breakfast together. In secret."
Lucifer groaned again. "Must I let you go?"
"Yes," I told him with a soft chuckle, "look, it won't be like this forever. Obviously, your brothers will have to know eventually. Just...probably not today."
Lucifer let out another long sigh. "You're right..."
He reluctantly released his hold on me, and even I felt a wave of melancholy instantly wash over me as he let me go.
"I'll see you soon," I told him before kissing his forehead, "I promise."
I rose to my feet and prepared to get dressed, but I had to stop in my tracks when I suddenly remembered that the shirt I was wearing last night had been torn apart by Lucifer, and I immediately groaned.
"What is it?" Lucifer asked.
"I don't have a shirt to wear anymore," I crossed my arms and let out an irritated sigh, "because you ripped it up."
"Oh. You're right. I'd forgotten," Lucifer was instantly smirking again, "well, that is unfortunate, my love. Looks like you'll have to stay here after all. Because obviously, I will not allow you to leave this room without a shirt on. My brothers might see you, after all."
"That's fine," I grinned at him as I picked up his black shirt from last night off the floor, "I'll just wear this instead."
Lucifer's eyebrows rose. "You actually believe you are entitled to wear my clothes now, are you?"
"Rule Number One of Relationships: Your girlfriend will always steal your clothes," I beamed at him innocently as I threw his shirt over my head.
Lucifer was undoubtedly way taller than me, so his shirt nearly swallowed my small frame and almost came down to my knees. I definitely wouldn't need to worry about wearing pants to cover up.
The shirt smelled like him, and it was making me lovingly smile.
"Thank you, honey," I told him with a giggle as I picked up my panties from the floor, "I'll give it back later."
"(Y/N)," Lucifer narrowed his eyes at me a little as he began to sit up in his bed, "return my shirt to me this instant."
"No," I replied cheekily as I pulled my panties up my legs and snapped them around my hips, "you have a hundred of them, anyway. You probably won't even miss this one."
"You've become very bold all of a sudden, darling," Lucifer tilted his head to the side at me and smirked, "you do realize I am fully capable of punishing you for this, do you not?"
"Whatever that 'punishment' is," I smirked back at him, "I'm looking forward to it."
I saw Lucifer's eyes widen at my words, and I giggled before gathering up the rest of my clothes in my arms. I then turned back to Lucifer and blew him a kiss as I opened the door to his bedroom and left without another word.
I'm probably gonna pay for that later.
But teasing him is just so much fun...
**********
Lucifer couldn't say a word as (Y/N) left his bedroom that morning. There was hardly anyone in the Devildom who could strike him speechless as she just did.
The audacity she had to blatantly defy him like that. Nobody defied him. He'd never seen that level of impudence in anyone except for Satan.
If anybody else spoke to him like that, they would be strung from the ceiling within moments. But it was as if (Y/N) knew he wouldn't have it in him to punish her severely.
And she was exactly right.
Lucifer tried to talk big, but there was no way in Hell he could hurt (Y/N) seriously. How could he do that to the one he loved? The one he treasured more than anyone else in Three Realms?
(Y/N) knew it. And she was gloating about it. But it only made her all the more endearing to him.
Her words from before suddenly began to resonate in the back of his mind.
"Rule Number One of Relationships: Your girlfriend will always steal your clothes."
A tender smile slowly crept across Lucifer's face, and he began to chuckle to himself.
Girlfriend. What a peculiar word. It sounded foreign to him. Humans truly used the most bizarre of terms.
But all the same, Lucifer decided to adopt the term as his own. After all, there wasn't really any better word for it that he could think of right now. Relationships were never very common in the Devildom.
Lucifer chuckled again. He had a "girlfriend". How strange.
He couldn't stop thinking about how (Y/N) looked after she'd donned his shirt. Naturally, demons were bigger than humans. But even for a human, (Y/N)'s body was tiny. If they stood side-by-side, her head would barely reach his chest.
Whenever he held her, she would almost disappear into his arms. And when she had put on his shirt, she almost disappeared into it as well. The memory was amusing, and Lucifer fondly smiled. How lovable she looked. He actually wouldn't mind if she wore his clothes more often.
Lucifer's heart continued to pound inside his chest long after (Y/N) had left. He was missing her already. He couldn't stop thinking about the night they had together, and it was making his heart race.
He didn't even realize he was capable of feeling this much love, let alone for a human woman.
People have said that he and his brothers could have absolutely anyone they wanted. But Lucifer wanted her, and her alone. And if anybody ever tried to take her from him...he would make them pay. Most likely with their life.
Lucifer loved (Y/N) with all his heart and soul.
And he wanted nothing more than to be with her until the end of time.