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Lucifer loved his daughter, he really truly did.
But Good Lord, sometimes it was hard for him to understand her choices.
It had been around 6 months since that stupid TV sinner had tried an uprising against heaven and almost blew up the entire pentagram. However, a few weeks ago, said sinner turned up at the hotel, claiming to be wanting “redemption”.
Of course, everybody told Charlie this would be a stupid idea and even she wasn’t too convinced by Box’s —or whatever his name is— theatrics. Still, his sweet girl was way too soft-hearted for her own good, her belief in others still standing strong despite how many times people have tried tarnishing it.
This was how they ended up having to reside in the same establishment as the man who tried killing all of them half-a-year ago.
Originally, Lucifer had wanted to simply ignore the sinner’s existence. Though, after some thought, he quickly realized the other was probably plotting against his daughter and the hotel.
He was pretty sure Alastor was too but the deer sinner hadn’t tried anything in a while so he wasn’t as stressed about it.
Determined, Lucifer made sure to keep an eye on the flat-faced sinner.
Man, he was such a good dad.
Today, after a late-night board game party in PJs between the staff —that Vox had rudely invited himself to—, the group decided to head to bed, thoroughly exhausted by the busy day.
However, as Lucifer walked up the stairs to his quarters, oversized pajama pants dragging on the floor behind him, he noticed light emanating from the kitchen. He also hadn’t seen the sinner he had been making sure stayed in check go up to his chamber either.
Suspicious, Lucifer walked back down the stairs to head to the kitchen, peeking behind the door.
Inside the room, he saw Vox walking around, a bored expression on his face as he took out a sharp knife from the cupboard. Alarmed, Lucifer slammed the door open, pointing at Vox with an accusatory finger. “I knew you were up to no good, sinner!”
Vox jumped up, turning around towards Lucifer with a confused look on his face. “The fuck?! What do you think you’re doing surprising me like that in the middle of the night?! Going senile, old man?”
“Shut up, what are you doing with that?”
“...The knife?” He slowly said, pointing to the bowl on the counter next to him. “I was making some oatmeal, I was gonna use this to cut bananas.”
Lucifer’s fiery attitude quickly extinguished as he let out a soft “Oh.”
“Also, why the hell would I use a knife if I wanted to kill anyone? Unlike someone here, I can use my powers against sinners.”
“Okay okay, whatever big guy. You know, you can drop the act now. Why the hell are you here?” His eyes narrowed dangerously at him.
“Excuse me? I said I wanted oatmeal, are you deaf too on top of being fucking stupid?” Vox groaned.
“Urgh, not the kitchen. The hotel. Why are you here? We both know you don’t want to get redeemed so what’s your aim?”
Hearing Lucifer’s accusation, Vox only rolled his eyes, dropping the utensil down before leaning on the counter, arms crossed. “None of your business.”
“Uh, actually it is. This is my daughter’s hotel so it very much is my business.”
“Urgh! Fine, if I tell you will you get off my dick?”
“Sure.” Lucifer slowly approached him, sitting up on the counter next to the sinner.
Vox sighed, expression souring before he responded. “Fuckin’ Val and Velvette are still pissed off at me for what happened. When they gave me my body back a few weeks ago, I thought it was over but nooo. They forced me to stay here for a while until they got over it.”
“Riight… Yeah… Who’re Val and Velvette again?”
“Jesus Christ.” Vox slapped his face in annoyance. “They’re-”
“Actually, whatever, I don’t really care who they are.” Lucifer cut him off, a bored look on his face now that he knew the reason behind Vox’s stay. “So, basically, you’re in time-out?”
“...They knew how much staying here, around fucking Charlie and Alastor and you would piss me off so they decided it was a “good punishment”. They’re such fuckin’ children.”
“You’re one to talk. Mister “I’m gonna become God because I got rejected like 70 years ago”. Okay.” Lucifer scoffed, a mocking smirk on his face.
“Fuck off, it wasn’t just about that and- wait, how the hell do you even know this?”
“The bellhop told me about it once when we were drunk off our asses.” He shrugged.
“The bellhop… You mean Alastor?”
“Yeah, that guy.”
Vox thought back to how Lucifer and Alastor had been acting and bickering with each other in that warehouse and simply had to ask, curiosity eating away at him. “Hey, about Alastor. What’s up with you and him anyway?”
“Hm? What are you talking about?”
“You know… You’re like, always at each other’s throats. It’s gross, like a fucked-up old married couple.”
Lucifer shivered in disgust at the notion, shaking the idea out of his head. “Ew, the hell? Never in a million years. He’s the most annoying guy I’ve ever had the displeasure of meeting, which is a pretty big accomplishment considering I know both Adam and you.”
“Right?- Ok wait, first of all, fuck you. But holy shit, we both agree on something for once. What’d he do to piss you off?”
“Oh my Gosh, don’t even get me started. The first time I came to the hotel, he immediately tried to act like he’s Charlie's dad. Can you fucking believe it?!” Lucifer ranted, turning towards an amused Vox.
“Pfft- seriously? Him? There isn’t a drop of fatherly love in that soul of his. Actually, there isn’t a drop of any kind of love in him, fucker’s got less care for others in his heart than a rock.”
“Exactly! He’s so obviously trying to use Charlie and yet keeps acting like he cares about her, urgh! Gosh I hate him so so much.” Lucifer groaned, rubbing at his ring. “He thinks because Lilith isn’t here right now that there’s a vacant “parent spot” in Charlie’s life. I can fill both roles on my own until Lilith’s return, thank you very much.” He puffed out his chest.
“Haha! I’m sure you can, yeah…" Vox rolled his eyes before looking back down towards Lucifer, a smirk on his face. "Though...About Lilith, do you seriously think she’s coming back?”
“...What do you mean?”
“I mean… It’s been over eight years now, y’know? I don’t know if it’s still worth it to wear that ring, Lulu.” He snickered, eyes narrowing towards Lucifer’s ring.
The King sighed, brows furrowed. “What are you getting to, sinner? I’m not going to take it off until Lilith herself comes back and orders me to.”
“Pfff- I don’t know if that’s loyalty or just stupidity at this point, but alright.” Vox laughed. “Still, I don’t believe you’ve stayed completely celibate during these eight years.”
“I have!” Lucifer exclaimed , outraged by the accusation.
“No fuckin’ way, I’ve gone barely over a month without Val and I feel like I’m going insane.” Vox sighed, reminiscing about his moth boyfriend’s face and…other aspects.
“It’s because I’m not a sex-crazed animal like you sinners.” Lucifer proclaimed with a holier-than-thou attitude.
Looking at the blond, an idea popped into Vox's head. Maybe he wouldn’t be staying much longer without satiation if he played his cards right.
“Sure…Whatever you say, Your Highness.” He smirked, silently summoning his cables, one of them going to lift up Lucifer’s shirt and prompting a surprised sound from the other. “Still, even if you haven’t acted on them… I’m sure your body still has needs. Needs that have been ignored and have built up throughout the years.”
“I uh…” Lucifer’s brain took a second to realize what was going on, gasping when other cables came to wrap around his thighs, opening them up for another thicker wire to poke at his intimate parts through his pants. “H-Hey, hold on. Box, this wasn’t an invitation haha...” He chuckled nervously, hands coming to pull off the cables.
“Vox. God, it’s not that hard to remember, it's literally only three letters long.” The sinner complained, leaving his spot against the counter next to Lucifer to place himself between his opened up thighs.
As Lucifer continued trying to pull of the wires, which were quickly wrapping around his arms too, he realized his divine punishment stopped him from yanking them off. “Are the wires considered part of him? Oh come on! I’m not trying to hurt the guy! I just wanna push them off of me-!” He thought, deeply frustrated by his penalty.
“What’s wrong Lu? Can’t pull ‘em off of you? What a King.” Vox laughed, the cables wrapping fully around Lucifer’s arms as they were tied up behind his back.
“Hey, listen I-”
“Shh, come on Lucifer. Do you realize how long eight years without getting it on is? Even for an immortal being like you, it’s gotta take a toll. Come on, we can both earn something from this.” Vox purred, his eye trying to hypnotize the blond.
For a second, Lucifer’s muscles relax when faced with the mesmerizing red and black circling pattern. However he quickly shook his head and closed his eyes, face turning to the side. “Urgh! This shit won’t work on me, stop it right now.”
With an eye roll, Vox complied, opting to grab Lucifer’s face to force them into eye contact. “Fine, fine. I won’t use it. I don’t need it anyway to convince you.”
Lucifer’s defiant face quickly changed into one of surprise as he felt Vox’s other hand come up between his thighs, cupping his pussy behind the fabric.
The sinner’s confident face also changed into one of bewilderment as he realized the tool between Lucifer’s thighs wasn’t the one he was expecting. “Hm! Wo-hoho-w… What a pleasant surprise. Guess you weren’t lying about being able to fill both "parent roles"~?”
“Oh fuck you- Ah!” Lucifer cut himself off, feeling Vox’s clawed thumb press at his clit.
“There we go, doesn’t that feel good Luci?”
“A-Ah… Y-you-” Lucifer hadn’t felt this way in so so long. As much as he hated admitting it, he had missed feeling someone else’s touch, even if the touch was from Vox of all people.
Maybe…Maybe he could relax… Just this once.
Seeing the way Lucifer’s body eased into his touch, Vox’s sharp smile widened. “Got him.” Once his hands traveled around to grip Lucifer’s lower back and bring him closer to the edge of the counter, Vox started grinding against the King’s closed folds.
“M-Mh! Fuck…” Lucifer shuddered, the warmth from the sinner’s electronic body making him shiver. Now, he didn’t know if it was that Vox was absurdly big down there or if something else was going on but whatever was rubbing against him definitely didn’t feel usual.
“Hahh… What’s with the face Lucifer? Curious about something?” Vox chuckled, the static emanating off of him making the hair on Lucifer’s nape stand up.
“Hmm… N-Nah, just wondering how lackluster your performance is gonna be. Can’t imagine anyone with such a God complex isn’t overcompensating.” He teased, lying to make himself look much more confident than he actually was in this instance.
Vox rolled his eyes, his grip on Lucifer tightening. “Hm-hm, let’s see if you can keep up the attitude once I’m done with you.”
No matter how much he knew the King was all talk, his overinflated ego still didn’t appreciate the dig. Ah well, he would have all the time necessary to make him regret the cockiness. Leaning back to admire the show, Vox used his cables to slowly pull off Lucifer’s pants and underwear, making the other gasp embarrassedly.
“Ah-! Wait wait, we’re just doing this in the kitchen? I… Someone could come in any second!”
“Hm? That’s what makes it fun, isn’t it? Imagine someone stumbling upon the King of Hell himself getting fucked in the hotel kitchen by a “lowly sinner” as he calls them.” Vox chuckled, voice static-y in anticipation.
“Hey, hold your tongue now.” The blond scoffed, slight disdain taking a hold of his expression once more.
Vox simply rolled his eyes, amused by how Lucifer was still trying to act like he was somehow better than them when he literally had his legs opened for him. “Hahhh… I don’t think I will, fuckin’ look at this.” He breathed, thumbs pulling on either side of Lucifer’s pussy, opening him up for him.
“Ah!”
“Should’ve known angelic pussy would be premium, man, I should talk to Val about this.” Vox thought, the business opportunities already flowing through his mind. Man, if only they could get their hands on more angels for Val’s movies… Well there was Lucifer and little princess Morningstar’s girlfriend but he doubted either of them would easily let themselves be roped into their movie department. “All golden and glowing like this…Would look fuckin’ incredible on screen.”
“Oh my Gosh- Can you shut up?”
“…Hahh, fine, sure, I’ll shut up.” Vox smirked before getting on his knees in front of the blond, making eye-contact with the confused man before slowly licking a long stripe over Lucifer’s cunt.
“A-Ah hahh…”
Leisurely, Vox pushed his tongue inside the tight heat which hadn’t been breached in years. Without wasting any more time, the sinner started thrusting the long muscle in and out of the trembling King above him, delighted by the amount of fluids and moans he was pulling out of him.
“Ah ah ah, f-fuck hahh ahh…!” Lucifer desperately tried grinding against Vox despite the way the cables were restricting him. He hadn’t felt this in so so long, he couldn’t believe how good this was. The feeling of Vox’s longue tongue fucking in and out of him left him absolutely breathless.
Wanting Lucifer’s involuntary squirming to stop, an idea popped into Vox’s head. He hadn’t ever tried this with anyone other than the Film Overlord but he might as well. Lucifer was resilient, wasn’t he?
“A-Ah! Hahh- A-ARGH!” Lucifer cried out, eyes rolling to the back of his head and teeth chattering as electricity passed through him from Vox’s tongue deep inside him.
Here’s to hoping the walls were thick enough.
The TV sinner continued his ministrations, thrusting and out of the blond as he kept the electricity coming. Lucifer’s back straightened up, moans mixing with screams and mind unable to distinguish the limit between pain and pleasure. “Arg- ahh ah, f-fff- ngh!!” Thighs contracting, Lucifer came with a sob, squirting all over the Overlord’s screen. “A-AH Fuck~! Aah ah hah…”
Grin widening at Lucifer's desperate release, Vox stopped the electricity from flowing through the little King and pulled his tongue out of him. As Lucifer caught his breath, Vox took the opportunity to find a cloth on the kitchen counter to wipe his screen.
When he came back to Lucifer, the other was still trembling with aftershocks, small tremors passing through his body. “So? Still think you’re above us “sex-crazed animals”?”
“Oh f-fuck off…”
Vox laughed, tongue licking off a stray tear from Lucifer’s cheek. While the blond was still trying to get his footing back, Vox wasted no time and pulled out both of his cocks from the confines of his boxers, already poking at the other’s wet entrance.
His focus being pulled back by the sensation of poking between his thighs, Lucifer looked down before gasping in surprise. “O-Oh… My God.” Lucifer knew something was off ever since earlier, but he couldn’t have ever imagined the sinner was this well endowed, and with two of them no less.
“What’s wrong Lu? Not used to a two-for-one package?” Vox chuckled at Lucifer’s speechless face.
“How is that even fair?!” He complained. Snickering at Lucifer's grumbling, Vox slowly started pushing his cocks inside Lucifer, making the blond squirm. “Wait wait, I can’t take both I-”
“Yes, you can. You just need a lil push.” Vox ignored Lucifer’s fussing, biting his lower lip as he continued pushing inside, until he finally bottomed out, making the both of them sigh in pleasure.
“A-Ahh… hahh… F-Fuck- so full…” Lucifer whined, looking down to where they were both connected.
Vox keened at the view of the small King’s stomach protruding out, his cocks too big for his insides. “Fuck… Look at this.” He breathed, grin widening as he brought a hand to press down onto Lucifer’s stomach, making the other scream.
“Aaah! Argh-! Fuck! D-Don’t- touch here…!” He cried, head resting on Vox’s shoulder as he let tremors of pleasure pass through his body.
“You’re so fucking hot, really such a waste that nobody’s been enjoying this body for so long.” Vox sighed, finally thrusting inside the other man, who was too out of it to argue.
“Ah ah ah~ fuckk…!”
Guessing that the wanton blond probably wouldn’t try to get away in his current state, Vox’s cables released Lucifer’s arms. Once free, his hands came to grip at the front of Vox’s shirt, the side of his face squished against his firm shoulder.
The sinner continued harshly pounding into him, his muscles melting into jelly as Vox grunted on every thrust. “Fuckk… I really- ngh! really needed this ahh.”
However after a few minutes of fierce fucking, Vox hammering into the dopey blond, his hands gripped harshly at the King’s ass before lifting him up in the air. “A-Ah! Wha- ngh! Hahh…What are you doin’?” Lucifer instinctively wrapped his legs around Vox, not wanting to be dropped.
Wordlessly, his thrusting continuing uninterrupted, Vox walked towards the kitchen’s exit, much to Lucifer’s concern. “W-Wait! Where are ah-! we going, hold nghh! hold on!” He looked around anxiously as they entered the hotel’s lobby, heading towards the couches provided for the guests.
“Stop squirming ngh-! Ahh, everyone’s asleep at this time.” Vox’s claws gripped him harshly before dropping him down onto one of the couches. “And if they’re not… Well, let’s make sure to give them a show, yeah?” He smirked dangerously, turning Lucifer around on all fours before harshly gripping his hair and guiding his dicks inside the dripping cunt once more.
“N-Ngh! Ahh~ hah!”
From then on, any notion of holding back was thrown out of the window as Vox picked up the pace, shoving Lucifer’s drooling face against the couch, the sound of skin against skin resonating throughout the empty hall.
“Ah fuck- So fucking tight! Hey Luci, how about we make this a habit? Just- ngh hahh just think about it, both of us would get some pleasure out of it.”
Lucifer’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. He felt like his brain melted out of his ears each time Vox’s cocks hit his womb’s entrance. It did sound nice… He couldn’t believe how long he went without fulfilling. “Ah ah~ M-Mh… Maybe… I’ll t-think about iiiit~ ahh~!”
“Oh you’ll think about it, huh? I’m guessing you need more con-vin-cing!” He made sure to punctuate each of his last word’s syllables with a rough thrust, slowly opening up Lucifer’s cervix.
“Ngh! Ah! Ah! Fffuck fuck! V-Voxx…!”
“Ahh! So now you remember my name? Being kidnapped and tortured wasn’t enough but getting fucked like a low-life whore did the trick? Tells me a lot about you, Your Highness.”
Lucifer couldn’t even argue, tears flowing down his face only to be soaked up by the couch’s fabric.
Suddenly, the two of them snapped their mouths shut and stopped moving, hearing people walking down the stairs to the main lobby. Thankfully, they were situated on the one couch who’s back was facing the stairs, completely obscuring them once Vox bent over, face leaning towards Lucifer’s nape.
“See? There’s nothing here, everybody went to bed.” Charlie yawned, hand intertwined with her angelic girlfriend's.
Vox dimmed his screen’s luminosity, cocks pulsing inside Lucifer as the blond King cut off his breathing, an anxious look on his face at hearing his daughter’s voice.
Vaggi groaned, leaning against Charlie as the two of them headed to the kitchen and checked inside. “I swear I heard a noise though.”
“I didn’t hear anything Vaggi…Y’know, you’ve been working very hard lately, maybe you should take the day off tomorrow, yeah? I could ask Vox and dad to help out?” Charlie perked up. Vox had to visibly stop himself from bursting out into laughter at the absurdity of the situation.
Amused and excited by the danger of it all, Vox made soft electricity pass through Lucifer’s body from his cock. Not enough to hurt but enough to make his entire body shake. “H-Hr- Mh!” Lucifer grit his teeth, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he desperately tried to keep quiet despite the stimulation in his cunt.
“Yeaah… No, I think I’m fine with not handing over any responsibilities to Vox. I still don’t trust him, sorry babe. Still… Maybe I could ask your dad to help me with decorating.” Vaggi relented, smiling up at the princess as they walked back to the stairs.
“Yeah! I’m sure he’d be happy to! He’s really been trying harder lately, to like, be a ‘good dad’, I guess. I really appreciate it. Plus, he likes you a lot.”
Lucifer bit his lower lip, feeling Vox thrust minutely inside him. So much for being a ‘good dad’, here he was getting his brains blown out by the man he was supposed to keep an eye on.
Finally, the two women left the lobby, heading back to their rooms much to Lucifer’s relief.
With Princess Morningstar and the fallen exorcist gone, Vox didn’t waste any more time and pistoned inside Lucifer’s warm pussy, electricity still flowing through the blond. “Hey, let's make sure I mess you up so bad you can’t “help with decorating” tomorrow, yeah? Aren’t I so nice for helping you skip out on work?”
“Ah ah ah! F-Fuck- You’re the worst-aaah!” Lucifer’s complaints quickly turned into chocked moans as the two cocks that were digging into him and bruising his cervix started pushing inside his womb. “A-Argh! Ahh! O-Oh my God fuck…!”
“Ahh~ So tight!”
“D-Don’t-! Too much, too much! W-Won’t fit insiiide~!”
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll make them fit.” He chuckled, thrusting harshly as he forced his cocks through the stubborn barrier. “Hahh! There we go~ fuckk…!” His nails dug into Lucifer’s hair as he started fucking his womb in earnest, cock heads hitting the back of it.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! I can’t~! Insiiide~!♡”
“Hahh… Lucifer, if you keep squeezing around me like that I’m gonna- ah! Fuck- yeah here it comes!” Vox moaned, pace faltering as drool seeped out of his mouth.
“Wha- Wait wait ngh! N-not insi- ahh~!! Vox!” Lucifer moaned, muscles contracting from both the heightened electricity flowing through him and the feeling of reaching his peak, insides tightening around Vox as the sinner painted his womb white with cum.
“Ahh! Hahh~ Fuckk!” Vox groaned, hips stuttering as he released inside the trembling King.
After a minute or so of the two catching their breaths in silence, Vox slowly pulled out of the oversensitive blond and wrapped his arms around his middle, head leaning against his pale shoulder.
“Can’t believe I just knocked up the King of Hell himself haha.” He breathed, licking a stripe along the side of Lucifer’s face.
The shorter man rolled his eyes, scoffing as his attitude came back in full-swing now that he had been satisifed. “You didn’t knock up shit. I’m not having a baby with a low-life like you.”
“Hm, well I’m not complaining. Still got to have all the fun that comes with fucking you without needing to deal with all the consequences, so that’s great.” Vox chuckled.
“Hahh… Okay okay, get off me. I’m sleepy, you go finish your fuckin’ oatmeal or whatever you were doing.” Lucifer yawned, stretching his limbs as he straightened back up, making Vox let go of him. As he stood up, legs feeling weak, Lucifer leaned against the couch. “Where are my pants?”
“Kitchen.” The other responded, pulling up his own pants which he hadn’t completely taken off.
As Lucifer walked back to the kitchen —the sinner following closely behind him— and put back on his underwear and pajama pants, he noticed the way Vox was still looking him up and down. “What?”
“So, finished thinking about my earlier offer?” He smirked, leaning against the door frame.
Lucifer squinted, trying to recall what Vox was talking about before blushing in remembrance. “Hey Luci, how about we make this a habit?”
He looked away, hand playing with his ring, before sighing and walking out of the kitchen right past the TV sinner.
As Vox frowned, thinking his offer had been turned down (again), Lucifer looked over his shoulder. “…Next time just come to my room instead of fucking me against a kitchen counter.” He announced and walked up the stairs, leaving a grinning Vox behind.