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This time, you had definitely fucked up. Sure, there were times in the past that you had gotten into trouble with Lucifer and had to face the dreaded lecture. But this time, you had really fucked up. And personally, you were definitely going to punch Mammon once you got out of this.
It all started in the library. You and a few of the others were hanging out there for a little bit. The plan was that all of you were going to study, but it was clear that it was more of a suggestion than an actual plan. You knew this because Mammon was rolling a slot game on his D.D.D and Levi was playing a video game on a handheld console.
The only two of you who were actually studying were you and Satan, who was reading a book next to you. Other than the other things going on, the library still remained fairly quiet. The only extra noise was the occasional noise from Levi’s video game. Mammon, however, was starting to get bored. Not only was he not winning anything on his digital slot machine, but he wanted attention from you. But you were busy studying, so he was conflicted.
He didn’t want to disturb your studying and make you mad but at this point, he was so bored he’d take his chances. He gets up from the couch, stretching a little bit before glancing at the pillows on the couch. He grins, picking one up and fluffing it in his hands. He tosses it around in his hands a little bit before grinning, looking at you.
“Hey, Y/N! Think fast!” He shouts before throwing the pillow at you. It smacks you square in the face, making you flinch as you were writing down some notes. Satan glares at Mammon. “Oi, Mammon. Some of us are actually trying to work here.” He grumbles. You take the pillow from your face, inhaling deeply before throwing the pillow back at Mammon.
Mammon laughs. “Oh, yeah! Let’s go, Y/N!” He grins. You laugh, grabbing another pillow from the couch and starting to smack Mammon with it. Satan sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Really, Y/N… Don’t encourage him…” He sighs. You and Mammon start what could have been the best pillow fight of the century. Maybe even the whole world. That was until Mammon smacked you in the face again, making you stumble back against the table.
As you remove the pillow from your face, you hear the shattering of glass behind you, making you flinch. You slowly turn around, seeing a pile of shattered glass and broken wood. Levi sputters, placing his game down. “N-no way! Don’t tell me you broke Lucifer’s prized ship in a bottle!” He cries out. Even Satan seemed to sink back into the couch. You look back at Mammon, your lips quivering a little. “Y-you go tell Lucifer…” You say.
Mammon sputters. “Wh-what?! I’m not telling him! That’s a death wish! You tell him!” He says. You glare at Mammon. “I’m not telling him! You’re the one who pushed me back into it!” You scream at him. Mammon shouts back. “Well, one of us has to tell him! So who’s it going to be?!” He shouts. “It seems no one will be telling me.” A voice behind the two of you makes you both freeze in your places.
You both slowly turn to see Lucifer, staring at the shattered knick-knack. His face was blank but you could tell he was fuming. It was almost scarier that he wasn’t yelling at you and Mammon. “L-lucifer, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I just…” You try to explain but Lucifer sighs, crossing his arms. “Mammon, clean up this mess. Y/N, come with me.” Lucifer demands, turning to walk out of the library.
You and Mammon exchange a look. “Welp… It was nice knowing ya, Y/N.” He says. You glare, socking him in the shoulder before following Lucifer out of the room. There was a sense of impending doom as you followed Lucifer all the way to his bedroom. He takes you inside, closing the door behind you and locking it. You sit in the designated lecture spot, preparing to be here for a long time.
Lucifer sighs, leaning against his desk as he glances at you. You fidget with your hands. “H-how long do you plan on lecturing me? Because I really do need to study for a test next week.” You chuckle nervously. Lucifer shoots you a glare and you decide to shut up. He takes a deep breath before sighing. “...I’m not going to lecture you, Y/N. Not today.” He says. You smile. “Cool! So, I can go?” You ask. Lucifer chuckles darkly. “Oh, no you aren’t. You still have to receive some form of punishment, don’t you?” He says.
You sigh. “Yup, I thought as much…” You mutter. He hums. “Good to know we’re on the same page.” He says. You look up at him. “What punishment will it be this time? Cleaning the bathroom for a month? Dinner duty for a week?” You ask. Whatever it was, you hoped he would tell you quickly. You were getting nervous.
He smirks, kneeling in front of you to make eye contact. “Do I have your consent?” He asks. You knew Lucifer had a sadistic side and you also knew he had a soft spot for you. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what he meant by that. You bite your lip, nodding. You loved it when he gave you this kind of punishment. He chuckles darkly, cupping your cheek. “You're so eager. I have a new toy for us today.” He says, getting up.
He walks over to his bed, pointing up at the ceiling. “Did you see that I got new hard points above the bed for suspension?” He asks. You look up at where he was pointing, noting the new metal hooks that had been added. “I see them now.” You giggle. He hums, going to a nearby drawer and opening it. He pulls out a series of straps and metal clasps. “I’m going to set this up really quickly. You’re going to sit there and you better not look over here until I’m done. Understood?” He asks.
You nod eagerly, turning your head away and staying very still. You could hear the clicking of clasps and the rattling of chains. It made you rub your legs together, eager to know what he was putting together. You wanted to look so badly but you managed to keep yourself from looking. It was like torture waiting so patiently to find out what he was planning.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, he pulled away from whatever he was working on and turned back to you. “Okay, you can look now.” You quickly turn to see what he had been putting up. You see something hanging from the new hard points in the ceiling, a series of black, leather straps connected with multiple strong, metal clips and chains. Metal bars on the top of the structure held the whole thing securely together. It was definitely well put together.
“So? What do you think?” Lucifer asks, running a hand over the straps. You get up from your seat, walking over to examine it. “Is it a sex swing?” You ask. Lucifer nods. “Oh? So you’ve heard of them?” He asks, a grin on his face. You nod, tugging on the straps to see how secure it was. It was very sturdy. “I’ve heard of them, but I haven’t seen one in person.” You say.
Lucifer hums, rubbing a hand on your upper back. “Well, I’ll tell you what. If you try it out with me, I’ll say all is forgiven about breaking my ship in a bottle. Deal?” He asks. You bite your lip, grinning up at him. “Of course it’s a deal.” You say. Lucifer chuckles, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Then strip for me and I’ll help you into it.” He says. You nod, eagerly taking off your clothes. Lucifer sits on the edge of the bed. “Not so fast, Y/N. Slowly. I want to watch you.” He says.
You pause in your tracks, looking him in the eyes as you start to remove your clothing, slower this time. You let your shirt trail down your arms, gravity pulling it to the floor. You slip your fingers into the waistline of your bottoms, slowly tugging them down and letting them drop down your legs. Lucifer hums, watching you strip happily.
You run your hands back over the bare skin of your stomach, trailing up to your shoulders to play with the straps of your bra. You slide one strap off your shoulder, then the other. You reach behind your back and unclip the garment, letting the straps slide down your arms and fall to the floor. Lucifer chuckles darkly, beckoning you forward. “That’s enough for now. Come here.” He says.
You do as he says, letting him gently grab you by the waist and pulling you closer to him. You place one knee up on the edge of the bed, letting Lucifer pull you into a deep kiss. As he kisses you, your hand trails up his chest. You grab a hold of the knot of his tie, loosening it and helping him pull his tie off. He hums, pulling away from your lips to look you in the eyes. “When did you get so naughty, Y/N?” He asks. You giggle, kissing his cheek gently. “Ever since you started punishing me when I misbehaved.” You grin. Lucifer hums, cupping your cheek. “Is that so? Then it seems like I’m going to have to fuck that behavior out of you.” He says.
He gets up, picking you up in his arms as he carries you above the bed. He places you down in the cradle of the swing. You hang onto him as he gently sets you in, making sure everything was in its place. Lucifer helps you reach up, reaching into a set of leather cuffs that hang above your head. You place your wrists into them, letting Lucifer cuff your wrists tightly to the metal frame.
You had to admit, you were impressed by how comfortable you were in this mess of straps. Maybe it was because Lucifer was helping you through it. Once your hands were securely cuffed into place, Lucifer spreads your legs apart, moving between them as he begins to kiss down your stomach.
He reaches your waist, hooking a finger into the waistband of your panties. He looks up at you, making eye contact as he pulls your panties down, letting them drop to the floor. He takes your ankles in his hands, pulling your legs apart further as he places them in the loops at the end of the swing. Once they were securely in place, he pulls away from you, watching you hanging from the series of straps and chains.
“Are you comfortable? It’s all stable, correct?” He asks. You nod, adjusting your wrists slightly. “Yes. It’s actually more comfortable than I thought it would be.” You say. Lucifer chuckles darkly, grabbing the straps hanging from the ceiling and using it to pull you closer to him. “Good. Now we can continue our fun.” He grins. He kisses the insides of your thighs, your legs quivering from his delicate kisses.
He hums, kissing a line up your legs to your waistline. He looks up at you as he licks a line up your slit. You flinch, arching your back in the swing as a rush of pleasure spreads through your body. He chuckles against your clit, sucking on it as he watches your expressions. You squirm in your restraints as he continues to pleasure you with his mouth, his tongue teasing you in all the right places. Lucifer always knew exactly how to make you melt.
He pulls away from your clit, a hand moving in to replace his mouth on your clit. “I feel like you’re enjoying this punishment a little too much.” He says, cocking an eyebrow at you. You giggle, looking down at him. “It’s not my fault you make punishment this pleasurable.” You grin. He hums, using a hand to run over your exposed ass cheek before smacking it.
You yelp as he does so, making him chuckle darkly. “I can be a little more mean if you want me to.” He grins. You whimper, your lips quivering. He pulls away, reaching up to pull the sex swing down a little bit, adjusting a few straps as he does so. He begins to unbuckle his belt, letting it slide out of his belt loops, dropping it to the floor.
The sound of the cold metal hitting the ground made you shiver with delight. Lucifer unzips his pants, pulling out his erection and starting to pump it in his hand. He moves forward, dragging you forward to grind against you. His hands rest on your hips, keeping you against him as you tug on the leather cuffs around your wrists. “Are you ready, love?” He asks, pulling back a little bit to position the tip of his cock at your entrance.
You nod, watching with bated breath as he waited at your entrance. The swing kept you completely in place, unable to even buck your hips forward to get more friction. You just wanted him inside of you. Lucifer starts to slowly push in, starting to stretch you out around him. You throw your head back, whining a little as you stretch around him. You were held completely in place as he bottoms out inside of you.
Lucifer inhales sharply, feeling how tight you were around him. He adjusts his grip on your hips, starting to thrust in and out of you. With you in the swing, he could easily move you back and forth on his length, letting him hit deep and hard inside of you. Soft moans leave your mouth as Lucifer begins to fuck you. The leather straps of the swing rub against your skin, holding you up as Lucifer starts at a steady pace.
Your hands reach up in your leather cuffs, reaching up to grab onto the metal bar to give you more stability. The chains of the swing jingle together as he fucks you. His pace starts to get faster, pounding into you. Your noises grew louder as his thrusts grew harder. The motion of the swing made your breasts bounce with every thrust. You groan, feeling the pleasure building up inside of you.
Something about being trapped with leather straps as Lucifer used you turned you on so much. Just the thought of it made you clench around him. Lucifer grunts feeling you tighten, smacking your ass and making you gasp. “Ease up, Y/N… I don’t want to come just yet.” He chuckles, slowing his pace a little bit.
You feel your climax start to go away a little bit as he slows down, making you whine. You pull yourself up to look at Lucifer better. “Lucifer… Please…” You mutter. He cocks an eyebrow at you. “Please what?” He asks. You whimper, your lips quivering as he slows his pace even more. “N-now you’re just being an ass…” You pout.
Lucifer chuckles darkly. “Who knows?” He grins, smacking your ass again. You bite your lip, trying to move against him more only for the swing to hold you completely in place. “Lucifer, I can’t take it anymore!” You cry out. He hums, continuing his slow pace. “Is the swing hurting you?” He asks. You shake your head. “N-no…” He hums, running his hands teasingly over your waist as he continues. “Then you can take more.” He chuckles.
You groan. If your wrists weren’t being held in place right now, you would definitely be rubbing your clit. You wanted to reach your climax so badly. You look up at him with puppy dog eyes, pouting up at him. “Lucifer? Please?” You beg. His eyes widen a little before he smirks. “Oh, you little brat. You just have to have your way, huh? Fine. But I’m going to break you.” He chuckles darkly.
He immediately begins pounding into you, pulling you against him quickly into each thrust. He hits you so deeply inside of you, fast and repetitive as he fucks into you. You moan loudly, gripping the metal bar above your head tighter as he continues. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as Lucifer used you like a little fuck doll.
He places a hand on your lower stomach, reaching his thumb down to rub your clip harsh and fast. You flinch as he does so, feeling the pleasure overwhelm you as you tumble over the edge. You arch your back against the straps, moaning loudly as you grip into the metal bar. Lucifer grunts as he feels you clench around him. He pounds into you a few more times before grabbing onto the straps of the swing, pulling you tight against his body as he releases his seed inside of you.
He holds the swing there as he finishes, emptying all of himself inside of you. He takes a deep breath before slowly letting the swing go, pulling out of you. Your legs shiver in their restraints and you could feel his seed drip out of you and onto the bed. You catch your breath as you hang in the swing, keeping a steady grip on the metal bar as you relax.
Lucifer lets you catch your breath, waiting for your body to stop shaking before he gently runs a hand over your body. “How was it? You weren’t uncomfortable at all, weren’t you?” He asks. You shake your head, giggling a little as you look up at him. “Nope! I think I like hanging like this while you fuck me.” You say. Lucifer chuckles, kissing your cheek sweetly. “Oh? Is that so?” He asks. You nod, biting your lip as you look up at him.
He hums, running a hand over the straps holding you up. “Well, you know… This isn’t the only position I can put you in… The sex swing can hold you in so many different ways.” He grins, running a hand over your lower stomach. He grabs the straps of the swing, pulling you closer to him as he gazes into your eyes, a smirk on his face.
“So what position should we try next, hm?”