#Lucifer obey me smut

[dear-b0y]

THIS IS AN MLM BLOG. WOMEN PLS DNI.

“Eyes on the mirror, puppy.”

Dom!Lucifer x shy m!reader

CW: NSFW, amab reader, praise, use of “puppy”, katoptronophilia, begging, handjob recieving, collaring, spit as lube

a/n: omg i wrote this at 2 in the morning

You hated eye contact, but since you started dating the one and only Lucifer, he’d force eye contact almost all the time! Not only that, but when he would openly praise you in public, you could feel your cheeks burn.

Now this wasn’t your first time having intimacy with Lucifer, but this seemed a bit…erotic.

It started with you coming into his room to visit, setting some coffee on his desk with a small smile. He’d been working on things for quite a bit and you figured he deserved a break.

“Ah, thank you.” Lucifer said, taking a sip of the bitter tasting coffee—too bitter for your taste anyway. “You’re welcome,” you smiled. “You should take a break.” Lucifer set down the cup and turned his head towards you, his eyebrows raised.

“Oh?”

Such a simple word, yet it had such an effect…You cleared your throat and looked to the side for a split second before locking eyes with him. You mumbled awkwardly, “Well, you’ve been…um, in here for a while so..y’know.” He listened and nodded, standing up from his chair and now at his full height. You had to tilt your head up to see his face and it was a bit embarrassing to say the least. Lucifer’s hand met with your chin and he bent down a bit to give you a tender kiss. His lips were as soft as ever and you closed your eyes happily. He pulled away and brought you closer, your bodies touching one another. Your cheeks tinted red and you looked down at the floor. This didn’t go unnoticed by him and he gently brought your head up more. “Look at me, c’mon. We really need to work on that eye contact.” Lucifer teased. Your eyes darted back and forth from random things in the room and him before you hummed in agreement. His other hand went to yours and his fingers interlocked with yours.

He said smoothly, “I think we should work on that now, don’t you?” You tilted your head in slight confusion before he gave you a command. “Sit down.”

“Huh?” You questioned, “Like…in front of you?”

Lucifer nodded, smirking as you slowly kneeled before fully sitting on your knees. “Now look at me.” It took you a few moments before you actually did it, your eyes setting onto his. “That’s it, good puppy.” He praised and patted your head, to which your face flushed red. Chuckling, he told you to stay right there as he shuffled through his closet before pulling out a silver lined mirror. It looked pretty refined and you admired the design while he placed it in front of you. “What’s this for?”

“You’ll see.” said Lucifer. He positioned himself behind you and you watched him in the mirror. his hands reached to your neck and a black collar was locked around your neck. Your head snapped back to Lucifer, but he moved your head to face the mirror again. The collar was like that of a dogs, except it had a small lock in the middle. “U-umm..Lucifer?” Your voice trembled slightly as you spoke. “Just keep your eyes on the mirror my love.”

You said nothing and looked at him in the mirror, he seemed to be enjoying himself already. “Good boy..so obedient aren’t you?” He said, admiring how your face went red. His hands went under your shirt and you felt his cold fingers circle on your nipples. You flinched a little at his actions, but the sensitive buds hardened under his touch. Lucifer pinched one of them and your breath hitched while your eyes closed. He licked the shell of your ear and whispered in it, “What did i say, puppy? Eyes on the mirror.” Again, your eyes slowly opened and your gazed fixed on the mirror. Your breathing went shallow and you felt your cock start hardening against your pants. A small whine of both embarrassment and pleasure left your lips. His fingers left your sensitive nipples and trailed down, stopping at the zipper of your pants. “May I?” he asked, you nodded in consent. Lucifer whispered in your ear again while looking at you in the mirror. “Mm-mm. Use your words.”

You cursed in your head and muttered aloud, “I want it, please.” Your eyes flickered away from the mirror for a second before you remembered you weren’t allowed to do that. “Atta boy.”

His fingers fumbled with your zipper before getting it undone, also unbuttoning them. His hand reached to take out your half-hard cock, and then pryed open your mouth, deciding to use your saliva as lube for now. Lucifer’s hand went at a slow pace as he stroked it to a full erection. Your head fell back slightly in pleasure as you let out a shaky breath, then focusing your gaze back in the mirror. Your shaft now glistened with precum, the collar’s lock shining in the light and Lucifer’s smirk. He nibbled your earlobe, “It seems your enjoying this yes? I didn’t know my sweet boy would be a bit of a pervert..” He teased. To your mortification, his teasing comment only made you more needy. His hand moved now at a faster pace and you began to softly moan. You wanted to cover your mouth, but you knew he wouldn’t allow that. So like the obedient puppy you were, you kept your hands at your sides slightly clenched. “Ah—fuck..” you moaned, biting your lip. Lucifer started to whisper into your ear, his thumb rubbing your tip. “I have more ideas…this is just the beginning.” He started, “I wanna see your eyes roll back…your hands tied up. I want everybody to know how good I’m making you feel.”

Your legs began to shake a little, your ears tinting a pink color. His hand stroked your cock faster as he whispered these things into your ear, making you visualize everything he wanted to do to you.

“I’m going to tug you on a leash, you’d like that wouldn’t you? How about I make you call me master..”

Your eyes glaze over, looking at the way he plays with you in the mirror. Those small whines of yours began to gradually get louder, your body being forced in place by Lucifer’s to keep you from squirming. He noticed you trying to keep still. “Are you close, puppy? Let it out, sweetheart…”

With another change of pace, and the pressing of his thumb, you came hard. He stroked you throughout your high. This time, he said nothing as your eyes fluttered shut. However when you opened them, you saw him licking his fingers clean.

“How about we get started with the other things I mentioned, yes?”

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[espiko]

Okay I saw this fan art on Pinterest and I can't stop thinking about him.

Like look at him, look at that slutty waist, the pose, the look his giving. I would devour him whole if given the chance.

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[my-cherie]

𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗡 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗭♡

pairing ꒱ lucifer x fem reader / warnings ꒱ prey/predator kink + praise kink + pet names: little sheep, lamb, love + blood kink + primal play + dirty talk + oral (f receiving) + very slight breeding kink + dacryphilia + possessive behavior. wc ꒱ 2.2k / thoughts ꒱ no one can tell me that lucifer doesn't have a primal kink. somewhat inspired by the song moon waltz by mio isayama. NOT BETA READ.

You tried to quieten your breathing, your heart racing and breath coming in short, sharp bursts as you tried to hide from him. Heart pounding so loud you were sure he was going to hear, despite your attempts to outrun and outsmart him.

How were you supposed to run away from someone in their own home? How were you supposed to hide from him when he seemed to know exactly were you were before you were even there? It was helpless. Your trembling legs seemed like they were about to give out at any moment, but you couldn't stop running, you had to start up again, now.

It had started out simply enough.

You were sitting in one of Lucifer’s armchairs in his office, waiting for him to finish whatever paperwork he was working on this time and chatting quietly, warmed by the lit fireplace of his private study and fighting off sleep, having shared a bottle of Demonus with him earlier in the day.

By now, it was a rainy night and the office was dark because Lucifer insisted on having only candles lit at this time of the night. The dark clouds that hid the moon also didn’t help.

As you made conversation, your gaze didn’t stray from his person, observing his every reaction to your chitter chatter and your eyes darting to his mouth from time to time when he deemed sensible to retort your silly observations.

Because of the way you were watching him so closely, you saw how, at the same time you made some inconsequential comment about how you and Mammon had to run away yet again from some odd merchant because of the demon’s proclivity for getting scammed, you also noticed how Lucifer’s eyes seemed to sparkle to life, a mischievous glint in them.

“A chase, huh?” He hummed noncommittally, his tone giving nothing away and his fingers barely twitching as he stopped his writing.

“Yeah,” you had said, unsure if you had somehow pissed the demon off. “It was fun, really. Got my blood pumping. The adrenaline you get from being chased is no joke.”

This time, you didn’t notice the twinkle in the man’s eyes, nor how his lips formed a brief smirk for a beat. You didn’t notice any of that, which is why you were completely blindsided by Lucifer’s next words.

“Run, then, little sheep.” He got up from his seat, rounding the desk in long strides and pausing briefly when you didn’t move instantaneously.

“W-What?”

“Run.” He pounced suddenly and you didn’t have to be told a third time to understand that you needed to get out of his office now before you were caught.

Racing up the stairs to the door that led to the house’s library, you yanked the door open, barely having time to slam it closed before you were sprinting down the hallways of the House of Lamentation, the sound of his hastening steps hot on your heels, too close for your liking.

At first, you tried to lose him in the many hallways and doors of the big mansion, going up multiple staircases and almost entering some of the brothers rooms in your desperation. But no matter what you did, you could still hear the beating of his wings as if he was only toying with you, always one step ahead.

At some point, when entering the dining room, his silhouette seemed to appear from outside the windows, as if he was looking at you from above, observing his prey in smug amusement. Lucifer was relentless in his pursuit. No matter what room you entered or what way you went, he was there.

It was when his fingers touched your shirt briefly while he followed you that your body experienced a true fight or flight response, having to decide between running away or accepting defeat. At that time, running until your thighs burned and your lungs couldn’t take it anymore seemed like the best option.

Eventually stopping briefly to catch what little breath you could, you strained your ears to listen for any indication of Lucifer’s presence, but couldn’t help closing your eyes for a short while to rest. Your body was giving up on you, tired beyond limits from the amount of running you did in so little time.

You didn’t hear him coming. Suddenly, a strong hand closed around your left arm, tossing your back to the wall you were closest to. Your eyes opened up abruptly, gasping in surprise at the sudden motion and in slight pain at the hit. In front of you, caging you in between himself and the wall, his arms spread, blocking whatever escape plan you could try to muster up, breathing nearly as ragged as yours, disheveled hair and in his demon form, was Lucifer.

“Got you, little sheep.” It was a low croon against your ear, his hands just as quickly adjusting so he was holding your waist and neck, teeth rasping under your jaw.

His tongue was hot as he dragged it across your neck and then to your lips—his kiss bruising and passionate—that has you unwittingly shivering against him. As he devours your lips, teeth nibbling on your lower lip and nicking it hard enough for it to bleed, your eyelids close in a daze and you melt into his rough touch.

It’s when he pulls away from you that you realize that you were not into the hallway anymore, but in Lucifer’s bedroom, his sharp teeth stretching into a prideful grin at your amazed reaction. You notice that they are stained with red and shiver. Stained with your blood.

Once again, Lucifer moved quickly before you could react, shoving the sharp blade of his nose to your cheek and licking the drops of of sweat off your face that had formed after his hunt for you. He inhaled deeply, engraving your scent in his memories: fear, excitement, longing.

“You’re mine, lamb,” he growls, “I won our chase fair and square. Let me have you all to myself. Let me claim you.”

You nod your head quickly, still short on air and disorientated from his kiss. It’s not good enough for the first born.

“Say it. Say you’re mine, give yourself to me.” His grip moves to your throat, tightening faintly and strangling a short whine from you.

“I’m yours, Lucifer!” Looking into his crimson eyes, your own glimmered faintly with tears. “You won. Take me, please.”

Your begging seemed to be what did it for him, as he buried his face in your neck again and his teeth sunk into you, marking your unmarred skin possessively. A choked whimper escaped your lips as you felt sharp pain in your neck. Blood trickled down willingly into his mouth, once again staining his teeth red and letting him savor the metallic taste of you. He drank and sucked at your neck as the bleeding came to a stop.

“Good girl.” He praises you as he distances himself from your throat and rips your shirt off unceremoniously.

It's addicting how pitiful you look right now. He can't get enough.

Taking off his gloves in one motion, one of his hands cups your boobs, thumbs exploring your nipples and tweaking them ’til stiff while the other takes care of your jeans, jerking them off unceremoniously so he can have access to your soaked folds. He hums appreciatively once his fingers find your cunt, already wet for him.

“Already soaking wet for me and we’ve barely done anything, little lamb.” He laughed as he stood upright again, his wings letting wind flicker at your bare arms as you shivered because of the cold air. He sank to his knees suddenly and you were sure that you were the only one to have ever seen the Avatar of Pride like this, his hands spreading your legs more and making space for his head between your thighs.

As his tongue first laps at your clit, then drags across your pussy, you keen lowly, eagerly trying to raise your hips and grinding against his mouth for more friction. As he groans straight into your pussy, he continues to eat you out eagerly, lapping at your juices and raising his palm to press against you as two of his fingers slid inside you with little to no preparation.

“Taste so good, love, do you make a mess of yourself for everyone like this? Or is this just for me?”

“Mmmm…no, just you, Lucifer.” You whined, begging him to keep going. “Please, give me more.”

You could only continue moaning at every action of his, especially when he continued sucking your clit while he stroked inside of you, looking for your g-spot. It was when he finally found that spongy spot he was looking for that your hands came down to his hair, holding onto him tightly and making Lucifer groan as you rutted against his mouth, adding another finger to prepare you for him later.

“Luci, ‘m close, ‘m close!” You whimpered as you neared your orgasm, tightening your hold onto him, begging him to keep going and sobbing in pleasure.

Yet, as you were close to falling off that precipice, you felt Lucifer stop everything. As he broke free of the hold your tights had on him, he grinned up at you in a wild manner, his mouth stained with you. And as he rose to his feet, he took your arms in his hands once again, guiding you gently towards the bed so you both could lay down, careful to not let you fall because of your trembling legs.

The contrast of his earlier vicious actions and his now tender touch made you pliable to him as he placed you down and took care of his own clothing fairly quickly, his pupils still clearly dilated and his palms eager to have you.

Seeing as you were already fully naked, you could watch as every piece of clothing got torn off Lucifer’s body, your eyes memorizing every detail of him as your fingers trailed down to your soaked pussy to touch yourself, desperate for any pleasure after he left you hanging so close to your orgasm.

Mercifully, he didn’t take long at all, leaning over you in the bed, taking your hands in one of his and pushing your legs against your chest, putting his whole body weight onto you in a mating press. His hand caged both of yours for but a moment before he released them, lowering his head to you and kissing you desperately again.

“Such a sweet thing,” he murmured, “so pretty underneath me. Were you so needy to have me that you couldn’t even wait until I finished undressing?”

His words had you humming in soft encouragement as his cock pressed against your slick folds. “You want this, don't you?” he says, his voice ragged with lust. “Say it. Say it and I’ll give it to you."

“I want you, Luci, wan’ you so bad,” your body trembling in anticipation, you try to grind against him, your hips rolling down to feel his tip. “Please give me your cock.”

You’ve barely stopped speaking when his hips pull back and he pushes inside of you in one thrust, your cunt squeezing his cock as he bullies his way into you, his tip touching your cervix and his balls against your folds.

He doesn’t wait for you to adjust to his size, fucking you like a man starved, caught up in the push and pull of your body, in the way your pussy practically begged him to stay inside you, clenching around him so sweetly and squeezing his dick. Your pleading whines were like the finest classical music for him and the way your moans mingled with his groans and the slaps of his hips on your ass made him feel like he was back in Heaven again. You felt like perfection.

You drop your head back, whining at how full you feel with him deep inside you like this, his thrusts relentless and with an intensity you can’t help but want to run away from, taking your breath away once again. However, your head doesn’t stay like that for long before Lucifer is pulling you to him once again, grabbing your hair and staring deeply into your eyes.

"Look at me," he commands, his eyes dark and intense. "I want to see your face. I want to see how much you're enjoying this, little lamb."

He reaches down, one hand on your hip and the other going in between your legs, rubbing your clit in quick, irregular circles. The sensation is overwhelming, pushing you closer to the edge as you wrap your legs around his waist, your fingers digging into his back as he picks up the pace, driving into you with increasing ferocity as his thrusts get faster and deeper, overwhelming you both.

You can feel your orgasm building once again, your body on the verge of exploding with pleasure. Each time he pushes into you, you gasp, your body responding to his touch with a fierce hunger. You're lost in the sensation of him fucking you.

"Come with me, Luci, please," you moan into his ear as you finally get sent over the edge, clenching around him, your body convulsing with pleasure as you release yourself around him. Lucifer follows closely, thrusting as deep as he can and releasing his seed deep inside you, marking you as his, finally.

As you both come down from the rush, your bodies calming down and your breathing going back to normal, Lucifer kisses you softly on the lips, his touch gentle now, before detaching himself from you and climbing out of bed to get you a warm towel from the bathroom, very softly cleaning you both up.

“I hope that wasn’t too rough, love, I fear I may have gotten a bit carried away today.” He whispers in your hair, Lucifer’s arms wrapping around you so that you can both cuddle on the bed. As you assured him that it was all good, he sighed sweetly. “Good night lamb, sweet dreams.” He kissed you once more, before you both drifted off to sleep.

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[matenrou-fan]

Hi, I'd like to request a spicy one: cockwarming hcs for Lucifer and Solomon (separately pls) Thx<3

Cockwarming with Lucifer and Solomon

here <3

femreader, teasing, begging, overstimulation, rough sex, slight dumbification, I think;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

-Let's be honest, he's really kinky in bed. So he knows about that before he meets you and has .. can't say "immunity to this", but he definitely experienced in cockwarming and really likes it.

-Mostly prefer to use it like a little foreplay - punishment if you were too bratty in recent days or he just has the right mood to tease you.

-And oh just what kind of emotions he makes you go through while you are sitting on his lap with a long thick cock pushing your walls so deep inside.. From just light embarrassment when you feel as Luci fully thrust into you but instead of usual fast pounding there's nothing, just light twitches of his dick.. To almost humiliation as you mewl in impatience, begging him to finally move as you can't take it anymore, too aroused..

-So yeah, he likes to take his time with you, red deep gaze fixed on your beautiful face as he enjoys every bit of your blushing cheeks and tear-filled eyes, you look so cute with these trembling lips and this tiny silver thread of saliva on your chin.. Did he actually make you feel this good without any actions..?

-"Mm, what's wrong? Did you miss me so much these few days so just the feeling of my cock makes your little pussy so wet..?" - a wave of goosebumps run down your spine as his bitter deep breath tickles your ear. His mouth is so close to your earlobe, you can feel the warmth of his lips, but instead of kissing you here he just bites soft skin, making you whine a little.

-Sometimes it feels like Lucifer's even more playful during cockwarming then during sex itself. It's just so hard not to tease you when all you do is keep sobbing and whining, your hips shaking as you try to squeeze his waist with your thighs, to get a little bit of friction, at least something..

-But uh oh, his arms are too strong and can hold you right in place, so you can't squirm around that much, the only movement you feel is his dick twitching a little inside you, and just touches.

-Oh yes. Just touches. As if Lucifer's hands itself is not enough for you to start trembling even more.

-The way he always starts with light strokes in your shoulders, so gently like if he is actually trying to calm you down from the overwhelming feeling in your pulsing core, but then his arms quickly get down, right to your waist.. Oh and the way he is always grabbing your waist, such possession and hunger in this tight grip as Luci brushes his fingers on your deliciously smooth skin..

-It just adds fuel to the fire, making you shiver and bite your lips as all you can't think about is these strong hands moving on your hips, squeezing soft flesh, so tight that leaving bruises as Luci finally starts pounding in you, fast and aggressive, absolutely wrecking your needy cunt..

-But you will not receive that. At least right now. Because he isn't satisfied yet. He's an avatar of Pride, after all, and the view of your body being so weak after his touches, the awareness of how controlled you are by him now.. This makes his dick throb even more as demon just can't stop but teases you even more.

-"Well if it's actually all you need to be happy then I don't mind.." - such a mocking tone as Lucifer's looking you right in the eyes, grasping your hips so greedy.. - "I'm ready to sit like this for a long time, enjoy that as much as you wish.."

-Oh, and the way your voice sounds now, so thin and weak as you sobbing, asking to stop this and finally give you what you want.. It's music to his ears that he can listen to forever.

-So Luci likes to play not only with your waist or hips, but he absolutely adores playing with your clit while sitting still. No movements inside you but he at least touches you here, why do you complain?

-Softly caressing you here, mocking you for being that needy as your clit is already throbbing and he can feel that with the tip of his finger. You just start clenching around him even more, do you like it? You like it when he almost makes you cum by only stimulating your clit?

-"You squeeze me so tight, darling.. Are you close?" - Lucifer smirks and sped up, pushing your sensitive spot with such rapid pace, you can't help but dig your nails in his shoulders, absolutely out of control. Your pussy trembling so much, sucking his dick deeper inside and it's both so pleasurable, to feel his fingers on your clit, sending you on edge, but at the same time that's still not enough as your cunt still wants some attention too.

-Of course he would tease you about that too. How cute and precious you are, actually cumming before you even start anything.. But it was the last straw for Lucifer, as he was also already so painfully hard, and after you clenched around him that much, wet hot walls clinging to his dick so tight.. He groan, finally gripping your hips and just start fucking you without any warning, without little break as you still need to catch your breath after orgasm..

-But it's even better, as this ache inside your body is finally fading away with every rough thrust of his cock, your mind is so dizzy and nebulous as the single thought in your head is Lucifer and his thick dick pumping you. You can't think straight or even talk, absolutely out of control of your body or voice, moaning loudly, whining and grasping his shoulders.

-And Lucifer loves that, as making you in a trembling overstimulated mess, so dumb and disparetable, his favorite thing.. But don't worry, you don't need to understand what is going on, cause he will take care of you and this wetness between your legs, just be obedient and keep calling his name with that high pitched voice, doll..

-Another tease with big experience right here, rip that pussy fr..

-When he offers you to try this for the first time, he sounds so calm and gentle, so you didn't even think about it that much, as you were sure everything would be easy and nice..

-So you absolutely didn't expect to find yourself out of breath, trembling, your vagina already so wet, pulsing and throbbing after just a few minutes on his laps, when he dick just enters inside you, warming up in the hot walls.

-"We just started, but it seems that you enjoy this so much already.. Don't worry, I will make sure to prolong your pleasure as long as I can.." - Solomon giggles, stroking your thighs. You can hear his breath become heavier as his cock twitches in your walls, enjoying the force of your tight walls, but his face is still so calm and playful.. There's no way he would lose that easily.

-He always says he uses cockwarming just like a little foreplay but honestly due to how long he can sit like that sometimes you think he tries to punish you for being too flirty with one of demon brothers or something.. But you never can really tell as Solomon's face is.. emotional, yes, but you can't read through all this playfulness and teases his actual intentions.

-Solomon is literally pro in arousing you with just a few touches, and the way he kisses you sometimes makes you almost fly away in heavens.. or maybe fall even deeper in hell due to what kind of feeling it makes you feel.

-So of course he would be even more passionate during this time, wanting to warm you up as much as he can, to the point where you are almost jumping on his lap, begging to finally start.

-Deep kisses with tongue as he gropes your breast, squeezing nipples between slim fingers and playing with them. Or Solomon would nuzzle to your neck, leaving a bunch of hickeys on soft skin as his hands grasp your butt, so greedy and hungry, it makes you shiver and squirm a little.

-Instead of holding you absolutely in place he would let you struggle a little, his grip is not that tight so you can move your body a little, feeling slight friction between your and his hips, his dick grinding against your walls just a little and you whine.

-It's honestly even worse than being absolutely controlled and holded, as you can feel just a little bit it's not enough, it just makes you even more needy. And of course Solomon can see that and of how much he actually enjoys your little movements with a small smirk on his face, eyes piercing at your trembling body and blushing face as you keep mewling a little, moving your hips there and there.

-Oh, he's willing to help..! Sighing, as he acts like he needs to make himself more comfortable in bed, his hands holding you more tight now and then Solomon starts moving, just a little, as he is still just trying to find a good position to sit.. But you can feel his dick move inside you too and you can't help but whine, clenching around him more.

-"Is something wrong, s/o..?" - voice so soft and gentle as if his dick didn't push your walls with such force all this time. Looking at his pale blue eyes that become so much darker and sinister during your private time is almost unbearable, as his deep gaze just makes you tingle even more, feeling absolutely under his control and mercy. You never know what is going on inside his head and how long he plans to play like that.

-And he loves that, he can see in these ashamed but lustful eyes of yours that you have no idea what he wants and it's amuse Solomon so much.. You and your precious body are all to his mercy, what he gonna do with you now..?

-Beg a little and he would laugh, teasing how quickly you give up. Did his dick actually feel that good that you already can't hold yourself straight?

-"Shh, darling, you should be more obedient.. Let me enjoy that a little bit more, okay? And then I will reward your needy pussy.." - he kisses your temple and giggle, hearing you small whisper as you keep sobbing like a little puppy, so desperate in your urge to be fucked.. He just can't get enough of this pathetic gaze as you keep beseeching him with your wet eyes, almost crying to be used by him..

-Solomon's soft whisper is almost hypnotizing, as he cooed to you to be a good girl, to listen to him.. You have no idea if he uses some specific magic on you or not but your head is empty now, all you hear is his deep voice and all you see is his naked body so close to your own, and all you can't think about is his cock, so deep inside, almost pressing to your sweet spot but with not enough strength..

-It's just makes you beg even more, you already threw away all your proud as you just want him, but, despite Solomon is actually really like when you call his name with such weak trembling voice, you can ask as much as you wish, he will continue his little games until he would be satisfied and when he would feel that his dick throbbing too much, also wanting some friction now.

-Only then he would start to move, but still in his playful manner - slow, long thrust that makes you moan loudly as you feel tingles rushes to your core. Your pussy start pulsating, waiting for more, but Solomon is still so lazy and sloppy.. it's such delight for him, to be wrapped around your tight walls that keep clenching around him, sucking him deeper, almost like if your cunt was also begging to be fucked roughly.

-"I hope you're prepared, darling.." - he suddenly chuckled, grabbing your waist and holding you close to his chest, his pace finally starting speeding up - "You was begging me to fuck you so bad, so now I will fulfill your wish. Don't worry, I think the whole night would be enough for your greedy pussy.."

-Now he's ready to be more active, makes you arch your back and shakes with such aggressive fast pounding. It almost feels like Solomon would break your little cunt with this force but you don't mind, as it feels just so good after such a long wait.

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[cookierin-simp]

they did not just animate the most breedable, malewife face of Lucifer in the new Obey Me nightbringer

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WHAT ARE YOU THE GOD OF, AGAIN?

feat: Lucifer ( 1182 ) ∻ Mammon ( 1748 ) ∻ Leviathan ( 1315 ) synopsis: turns out, fallen angels can have more than one sin. cw : afab!reader | overstimulation (f!receiving), squirting (if you squint); servicedom!Lucifer, oral (f!receiving), some sacrilegious connotations (heavy in Lucifer's, but they're literally a fallen angels though so that should probably go without saying) | implied nsfw; confessions; pretty tame, actually, it’s mostly just heavy-petting and fluff and i swear i *tried* to make it slutty but we’re in our ~feels~ with Mams today | oral (m!receiving); soft!Levi (but *not* sub!Levi); kinda bimbo!reader; kinda collaring but ~stylish~ a/n: check the bottom for links to the other brothers+undateables on this theme, coming soon to a theater near you

∻ Lucifer ↠ p r i d e ⤲ g r e e d

As the avatar of pride, LUCIFER knows a thing or two about confidence. After all, to be proud is to feel deep pleasure at one’s achievements, and you’d be hard-pressed to name a single thing Lucifer ever wanted that he hasn’t achieved.

But there is nothing–nothing–in heaven or hell or any realm between that gives him more pride than you.

Your sweet laugh, your infectious smile, the way your eyes close when you’re so fucked you nearly forget how to breathe… every piece of you makes him feel alive in ways he never thought possible; a startling truth he’s reminded of every time you say his name. A hard truth he can no longer pretend to loathe when he’s between your legs, coaxing out your third orgasm of the day, your hands knotted in his dark hair and voice weakly repeating his name like a prayer.

Lu-ci-fer.

Each syllable slow and broken, but there–there, for him, because of him. Not Mammon, or Diavolo, or that other wretched human–him.

It’s the only prayer he’d ever grant. God may have made you, but Lucifer has claimed *you, and he will spend every day for the rest of eternity proving that. You are *his, and not in the way Mammon is his to torture or he is Diavolo’s to command or Satan is the very flesh from his bone; no, you are his because you chose him.

Who wouldn’t be proud of that? Who wouldn’t want to spend their days on their knees, worshiping every crevice of your perfect body, pulling every sinfully hedonistic sound and look and quiver from you–you, the one who changed everything without even trying. Who would ever be so stupid as to think they could have had enough of you?

You could have anyone in the devildom at your altar, but you choose him to be your disciple. And he reminds you why for the third time that night, dragging his gloved fingers slowly in and out of your drenched cunt, his sharp nose rubbing against your clit as your legs shake on either side of his head. “Just like that, my love,” he murmurs into your fluttering core. “Keep saying my name. Be a good girl and give me another, and I’ll let you cum on my cock next.”

You struggle to catch your breath, barely able to keep your chest upright enough to try and lock eyes. Lucifer’s dark gaze meets yours, a smirk tugging on his lips when you start to tremble from a brief puff of hot air against your sensitive clit. You’re not sure if you’re trying to pull him closer or push him away when your fingers dig into his scalp but damn it all, the only thing your body is capable of doing is moaning each syllable of his name like it’ll be the last thing you ever say.

“P–please, Lu–Luci–I just want–you–”

He slaps your clit, but it’s the way he chuckles at how your body spasms that sends shivers down your spine. “Is this not enough?” His face hovers over your folds, thumbs gently spreading you apart. “Aren’t my fingers and tongue good enough for you?”

He asks as if he wouldn’t spend the rest of your life between your legs; as if the mere act of giving you pleasure hasn’t made a mess of his own pants once or twice already; as if he weren’t the one watching you with pleading eyes, a look of barely-veiled desperation begging you to let him keep worshiping you.

Your lower lip trembles, and your initial protest of, “s’not the same–” is drowned out by an obscene moan as Lucifer plunges his tongue inside you completely. A thumb continues to rub at your clit, and faster than you thought possible, your thighs are clenching the demon’s face. If he’d been a normal man, he wouldn’t have had the strength to keep your hips pinned with one hand *and *a steady pressure on your clit with the other, while simultaneously pulling away enough so your liquids completely cover his lower chin and blissed-out smile–but Lucifer is not a normal man.

He is a demon, and demons take what they want… and he wants you. Now, and tomorrow, and for the rest of his existence. To be on his hands and knees, servicing you, pleasing you–

Never has he felt like this before. Never has he felt so helpless, so weak, so–human.

It’d make him furious, if it wasn’t for the fact that you hoarsely whisper his name, kiss-swollen lips sounding holier than any saint. If it wasn’t for the way your hand finds his, fits in his, holds his so gently, as if you’re afraid he might be the one to break, not that he’d broken you.

“Good girl.” Lucifer stands and kisses your sweat-slick forehead. Humans, *he thinks in equal parts disgust and reverence. *So… fragile.

Your eyes flutter in exhaustion but stubborn refusal at missing a single second with your lover; drenched in sweat, breathing as if you’d just run a marathon. Weak, and fragile, and human, and–he needs you. He needs you, now, and tomorrow, and forever, but if he didn’t get you right this second, there would be hell to pay.

So despite knowing your body can’t handle much more, he unzips his pants, gently stroking your inner thigh to try and relax you for what’s to come. “I knew you could do it, my love. Do you want your reward?”

Eyes still closed, you nod instantly. Hands already lifting from the bed and reaching for him, weakly trying to sit up so you can provide him even just a fraction of the pleasure he’d been providing you. “Ah!” Lucifer slaps your hand away, gently stroking his leaking cock as he settles between your legs once more. “Use your words. Do you want your reward?”

“Yes,” you breathe, settling back on your forearms and forcing your body to awaken as you watch your lover with giddy anticipation. “Lucifer, please, please, I want–I want you inside me–”

With a growl, Lucifer bends over you, catching a leg and hitching it over his hip. The mewl of desperation you let out when he hesitates nearly makes him cum on the spot.

“You’re a desperate little thing tonight, aren’t you?” he coos mockingly, gently stroking your face before he grips your jaw between his thumb and forefinger. Your hand catches his wrist, increasing pressure to match his, until you’re writhing beneath him–made all the worse by the heat you can feel from his cock, but not him. “That’s alright, my love. I’ll give you what you want. Just one more, alright? I have work to do.”

It won’t be the last. You know it, he knows it, probably even God knows it–but that doesn’t matter. Not when you feel like heaven, not when you pull him close and tell him over and over and over that *you need more, you need him,**Lucifer please–*

Maybe his father was right. Maybe not all humans are bad–maybe some of them are worth serving, after all.

∻ Mammon ↠ g r e e d ⤲ s l o t h

If anyone were asked who the greediest one in all of the Devildom was, it would unanimously be considered MAMMON. It is his sin, after all; he is the physical embodiment of excessive desire, and just as Beel’s appetite for food knows no bounds, Mammon’s cravings for material things is equally limitless.

So why is it you who can’t get enough?

You’d gone to Mammon’s room earlier with the copy of notes he’d asked for. It started out innocent enough; you knocked, he let you in, then he begged you to stay and help him study. It was like every other day, from the way he sat so close to you on the couch that his thigh was flesh against yours and how he managed to barter correct answers for kisses, and today, like every other day, you found yourself settled comfortably in his lap, arms lopped around his neck as you read off questions from the last multiple choice quiz he’d failed.

The only difference seemed to be in how Mammon was getting an unusually large number of questions right.

“If I didn’t know better,” you laugh breathlessly as Mammon trails his lips up the hollow of your neck, “I’d say you’ve been studying.”

“‘Course I’ve been studying,” he murmurs, hot air tickling the sensitive skin below your jaw, “whaddya call this?”

“Fun,” you tease, pulling back to cradle the white-haired demon’s face. “And I believe you’re the one who said studying could never be fun–”

“Stand corrected,” Mammon huffs, immediately diving forward to capture your lips once more. His hands roam down to your hips, where he squeezes the flesh gently. Feeling emboldened, you rock your hips, then giggle when Mammon’s forced to pull back from your kiss with a groan so low, it rattles your bones. “Studyin’ is fun. S’long as it’s with you, though.”

You laugh and lightly kiss his lips. “Good answer.”

Once, twice, then on the third, one of Mammon’s hands darts up to your head and holds you in place. His lips, so soft against yours, so sweet on yours, move slowly. Gently, he parts yours with his, and as his fingers start to twine in your hair, he dips his tongue in.

This kiss is like no other the two of you have shared… and you’ve shared a lot. The quick, chaste ones when you first began this arrangement; the teasing, smirking ones he’d steal when he got an answer right you’d expected to be wrong; the open, messy ones that were almost more moan and spit than actual lips and air and inevitably led to someone’s shirt being ripped off; the gentle, caring ones on exposed shoulders or foreheads at the end of your “study” sessions that, somehow, so slowly you didn’t even notice, became more intimate than the way he filled you perfectly.

But this… this kiss was somehow all the old yet something new, all at once. It was deep, and not just in the way he sucks on your tongue but how he pulls you in to him, fingertips pressing into your skin as if he couldn’t get close enough–not that you mind, as you wrap a hand around the back of his head and try to bridge the very atoms of space between you. His lips move slowly, his air warm but fresh as he doesn’t even pull away to breathe; instead letting you be the one to give him life. His palms, large and slender on your frame, slowly travel over your body, from the base of your spine to cradling your cheek, and then he pauses. He pulls back. He rests his forehead against yours, wipes a thumb across your cheek, and breathily laughs. “You’re so–beautiful, ya know that? Prettiest treasure I’ve ever seen.”

And how are you supposed to respond to that? To being flattered by the Avatar of Greed, who’s notorious for never being satisfied; to being kissed like you mean something to him, to your first, to who you hope to be yours forever–to the growing dread in your heart that one day, likely soon, the Avatar of Greed will want more than you can give, and he’ll leave you.

And yet–every time you try to speed things up, try to hastily slacken his tie or unbutton your shirt and try to remind him why he should stay, stay now and stay forever, his hands catch yours. “Not yet,” he whispers, and when you whine in protest, he merely starts to kiss you like that again.

Like you’re what he cherishes most in the world. Not his gold, his clothes, or his car–but you. And you always would be.

“Mammon,” you breathe into his lips, “please.”

“Not… yet,” he answers. His hands trail along your sides, lightly bunching your shirt before letting the material fall as he cradles your face. You catch his wrists and pull back from his kiss with a pout.

“Why not? Don’t you want me?”

Mammon has the audacity to laugh. “Are ya serious? Can’t you tell?” He snaps his hips up, chuckling at the harsh intake of air you suck in when his cock, straining hard against the zipped fabric of his uniform, slides against your clit. “‘Course I want ya, silly girl. I want ya s’bad, makes me stupid.”

You roll your eyes and shove at his chest, only for Mammon to catch your wrists, keeping you pinned against him. “Evidently not, since we’ve spent all this time studying.”

Mammon shakes his head, his smile soft and contagious as he leans towards you. “Ya know what they say, precious… practice makes perfect.”

His lips silence whatever snappy retort you don’t have time to conjure, and instead, you lose yourself in him. In the way his lips move in tandem with yours; the way his hand presses between your shoulder blades, arching your back into his chest; the way his eyelashes flicker against your cheek every so often; and the low way he whispers your name when you try gyrating your hips against his.

“Ya tryin’ to be the end of me or somethin’?” he drawls in exasperation, resting both palms on your hips to still your movements. He rests his forehead against yours, staunchly avoiding your gaze as he keeps you still.

“I’m tryin’ to get laid,” you drawl back, dragging your fingers down Mammon’s wide shoulders to rest on his abs–just the way you know he likes. “I thought–that’s what you wanted?” Mammon tenses, and you pull away. Your hands come up to grab his chin, forcing him to look at you. His cheeks are flushed, and despite not protesting at the way you move his body, his eyes refuse to meet yours. “Mammon? Isn’t… that why you invited me? To fuck?”

He holds out for precisely 1.4 seconds, before his eyes flick to yours and he loses all composure. “Yeah,” he admits, and he doesn’t know whether to be encouraged or heartbroken at the way you seem to be able to breathe again. “But–”

He pauses. He watches your eyes widen, he feels the air catch in your throat, and then he watches your neck remain still. One heartbeat; two heartbeats; three heartbeats–

“Jus’... wanna take my time with ya today, s’all.”

There’s something more desperate about the way he sucks on your neck now, something that has you squirming and moaning and pulling his head back before just the feeling of his lips on your skin makes you unravel.

“What’s so special about today?”

Mammon shakes his hair free of your grasp and latches onto your neck again. His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close. “Nothin’. Somethin’. Dunno, jus’... jus’ realized somethin’. S’nothin’.”

“Doesn’t sound like nothing…” you tease, rather enjoying this secretive side of him. “Doesn’t feel like nothing, either.” With a pointed roll of your hips, Mammon lets out a groan, and he bites your neck in retaliation. Just a little nip; not enough to break skin, but enough to bruise. Enough to leave a mark that won’t fade for a few days, at the very least.

The first mark he’s ever left.

“Mammon!” you scold, but it lacks bite; especially when the white-haired demon meets your gaze while licking a soft stripe along the already-bruising skin before pressing a gentle kiss on the most tender spot.

“Like it when ya say my name,” he responds, pressing kisses all the way up to your lips. “Like it better when ya moan it.”

So you do; over and over and over, even though he does nothing besides kiss you. Occasionally, he’ll bounce his leg; and occasionally, he’ll let his hands roam to cover your breasts, teasing your painfully erect nipples briefly before trailing back to your hips; but that’s all.

“I think I like whatever it is you’ve realized,” you say when the two of you finally break apart. Your breath is heavy in the air, chest heaving as fingers trail up and down Mammon’s still-clothed chest.

Mammon smiles. “You don’t even know what it is.”

You hum in agreement, then laugh. “Don’t have to. Not if it means you’ll keep kissing me like that.”

Meeting Mammon’s gaze makes your heart do funny things. Both rapidly beating and seizing at once, shrinking four sizes but growing so large it might burst; making you feel so full, so complete that it just slips out before you can even think to catch it.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

Time freezes. The weight of the world hits like an ice bath, and it’s all you can do to close your eyes. Your fingers knot in Mammon’s shirt, and you try to memorize the way the fabric feels; the softness from his detergent, the heat emanating from his chest beneath, the steady pulsing of his heartbeat, the rough callouses of his fingers as they wrap around your wrists–

“Hate to one-up ya, precious, but I know I’m in love with ya,” he says, and time comes crashing down. “S’what I realized today, and s’why I wanna take my time with ya tonight, and s’why I’m gonna spend every day by yer side, doin’ whatever ya want, s’long as you let me–”

The rest of his confession is cut off by your lips, but for once, Mammon doesn’t mind being interrupted. Not if it means he can take his time with you tonight and prove to you that an eternity of him by your side is something to be certain of.

∻ Leviathan ↠ e n v y ⤲ p r i d e

LEVIATHAN thought he knew what pride was. He thought it was the feeling he gets when he finds a rare Ruri-chan doll that they stopped manufacturing decades ago and he has the highest bid, or maybe when he beats a tournament he spent all weekend holed up in his room competing in, or maybe even accurately translating the hidden chapters of TSL that appeared after seven years of radio silence.

But none of that comes close to the way he feels right now; to the way his heart threatens to burst in his chest as you softly lick the underside of his heavily erect cock, tits threatening to burst over the top of your maid uniform, remnants of his last orgasm still glimmering on your breasts.

“What’s wrong, Leviachan?” you ask, sweetly popping off his cock and lazily flicking your wrist. “You look flustered.”

Levi lets out a pitiful whine and sinks lower in his gaming chair. A hand reaches out to knot in your roots, guiding your mouth back to where he desperately needs you. “Don’t-don’t tease,” he tries commanding, but the way his voice cracks gives him away. “This is–this was your idea, remember?”

And it was; it always is. Because even though it makes Leviathan’s heart so full to see you on your knees for him, it never happened because of him. You decided when the best time to suck him off is; and like your perfect plaything, Leviathan always let you. He could never say no to you, his pride and joy. His favorite collectible; the only one of your kind.

It irritates him, a little. The fact that you hold this much power over him. The fact that you can show up in a trench-coat while he’s in the middle of beating his latest video game (a puzzle game, one that requires complete concentration or you have to restart from scratch), and with a simple unknotting of a belt and ring of a bell, have him wrapped around your finger.

If it wasn’t the maid outfit you wore beneath your coat, it was the fluffy handcuffs you attached to his wrists before sinking to your knees that rendered him speechless; and if it wasn’t the way you sunk to your knees, nuzzling your cheek against his thigh and batted your pretty eyelashes as you begged your Leviachan to help you feel good that broke him, it was seeing the dainty choker spelling out his name in silver letters along your throat.

His release had splattered over your chest before he could even process what he was looking at, and by the time his mind caught up to his body, you were already suckling at his flushed cockhead once more.

Leviathan’s wrists yank weakly against the handcuffs as his hand travels from your scalp to where the lowlight of his gaming console illuminates the silver letters dangling against your throat. His heart stalls as he hooks his index finger around the chain, and a throaty giggle slips out your lips as he yanks you forward with just his finger.

No, he wasn’t imagining it when he came; that really is his name, adorning your body, for all the Devildom to see.

“Mine?”

With a smile, you nod. A smaller hand wraps around Leviathan’s slender wrist, and your press a kiss to the pulsepoint just within. “M’all yours, Leviathan. Figured the others should know, too.”

The handcuffs were just for show–or if they weren’t, they are now, because Leviathan snaps them with ease. He stands roughly, stumbling slightly as his pants catch around his ankles. His grip on your neck never falters as he raises you with him, then tugs you backwards on top of him as he collapses on the floor.

“Need you,” he mutters through feverish kisses, plastered messily all over your face and neck. His hands fumble with your get-up, and although you laugh when he rips the material clean off your body, your whine of, “Levi, that was expensive–” causes him to nip your ear.

“I’ll buy you another.”

He doesn’t even both removing your skirt–if that’s what that sliver of material could be called, anyway. It barely hides your ass, pooling atop your thighs in the place he wishes his hands to go. With the fluffy handcuffs, now broken, still decorating each write like cotton candy bracelets, Leviathan lifts the pads of his fingers to your mouth. Obediently, your lips part and you lick them slowly, tongue wrapping around each digit like it had just been lapping at his cock.

Leviathan whines. He flips you on your back, hovering over you as your own hands messily unbutton his shirt, lips meeting in a sticky conglomeration of spit and desperate pleas to feel each other. His spit-slicked fingers are gentle compared to the ferocity with which he kisses you, stroking between your folds before dipping in, catching your release and spreading it along your clit.

“All for me… r-right, baby?” Leviathan pants as he pistons one finger in and out of your gummy walls. “All dressed–dressed up for me, all wet–all wet for me–”

“Yes,” you mewl, “for–for you, Levi–only for you!”

That’s all it takes for Leviathan to lose the last of his composure. He slides into you without warning, filling you to the brim. The breath is knocked loose from your lungs, and the way Leviathan is quick to cover your lips with his, swallowing any further moans or whimpers of his name.

He pulls back when he feels your walls fluttering around him. Your heels dig into the small of his back, pressing his hips even deeper into you–as if that was possible. As if Levi hadn’t taken advantage of every single second to be buried as deep as possible within you.

Tenderly, Levi brushes some of your sweat-slicked hair out of your face, and even more careful, he presses a kiss to the hollow of your throat, right above where his name sits pretty. “You look so pretty… is this because—because of me, b-babe? You look all pretty—because I—make you f-feel this way?”

You nod desperately, carding your fingers through his silky purple locks. “All–all ‘cause of–of you, Levi–”

That’s all it takes to push him over the edge, and with him–you. You come undone around him, meekly burying your moans into the taut muscle of his bicep as the world briefly fades to white.

Levi is filled with that feeling again; the one that makes his chest seem too small. The one that causes all sounds but your staggered breathing to fall away, and all sights but the one of your flushed cheeks and lovesick smile and fluttering lashes disappear to darkness, and all feeling but the sensation of you snuggling into his chest feel as foreign as the human world.

He may be a shut-in, he reasons as he tucks his head into the crook of your neck. He may be an otaku, and awkward, and you might be able to do a hell of a lot better than him–but he did this. He makes you do bold things, like wear a maid outfit under your coat all day just to tease him, or bring handcuffs you know can’t hold him just to see if he’ll listen, or make the absolute prettiest sounds he’s ever heard in his life. He makes you feel better than you’ve ever felt, and that makes him feel good.

Really good.

Good enough to start pressing light kisses up your neck, teeth catching on your new silver chain, hand gently trailing along your side. “D-don’t forget that,” he says through grit teeth. You link your fingers with his, slowly parting your legs to reallow him entrance. “I make you feel good, right? Me. Don’t–don’t ever forget that.”

“Never,” you promise–and just like that, the heart Levi didn’t think could get any fuller grows two sizes.

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But what about milking Lucifer?

Milking him so hard to the point he's whimpering, looking at you with big doe eyes.

Every time he goes to speak, you grab the tip of his dick and squeeze, making him yelp in over stimulation.

For once finally having full control over this prideful bastard, listening to him beg to you to give him permission to cum.

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MMMMM

SORRY BUT LUCIFER WITH A CORRUPTION KINK AND BREEDING KINK ALONG WITH AN INNOCENT MC IS ROTTING INSIDE MY HEAD AND I JUST HAD TO SHARE IT

Also, some manhandling and size kink, cuz I'm a lil slutty whore for this man 🥺😊🤞

Imagine:

Lucifer walks into your shared room, he didn't bother to knock considering that it was his room also. He sighed loosening his tie, "Mc, be a doll and get my night clothes out for me...." he mumbled rubbing his temples. He had, had a long day and wanted nothing more than to lay down for the night.

You smiled "Of course Luci!" you said leaving the comfort of the sheets and walking over to his dresser grabbing his sleep wear from it and setting it down on his side of the bed. He sighed changing into his sleepwear and crawling under the blankets. He noticed you weren't in your usual spot curled up between his arms, so he opened his eyes to look at you.

"Mc it's time for bed" he grumbled looking at you, he froze seeing what you were wearing, a pair grey flower printed panties and a matching bra. "Hm?" you looked away from the tv to look at him. He didn't respond seeing as he was in awe of your body. He looked you up and down seeing the way those little shreds of clothing hugged your body. The little plushie you held against your chest only seeming to squish your body more for him to se.

You looked so sexy, yet so, so innocent. Your small untouched virgin body sat in front of him, it was as if you were tempting him. He sat up and lifted his hand making a curling motion with his finger, his way of telling you 'Come here'. You obeyed crawling until you sat in front of him.

He hummed placing his hand on your hips and pulling you onto his lap, the covers and his silk pants doing little to no justice to hide his growing bulge. You giggled laying your head on his chest, your small body shifted slightly rubbing against his bulge. He groaned leaning his head back "Mc... Doll... I need you to sit still or I'm not going to be able to hold myself back..." he mumbled.

You had both agreed to wait until marriage to do the deed seeing as it would be more romantic that way. He would be your first, not just your first husband but also the first person to make love to you.

You gently placed your hand on his chest "...Lucifer..." you mumbled gently shifting your hips again "I don't think I can wait any longer..." you whimpered. He looked at you, a dark blush coating his face. "Mc... are you sure?... If we do this now, I won't be able to hold back..." he mumbled.

You whimpered "Please Lucifer just fuck me..." you mumbled meekly, that was the final straw for him. He flipped your positions, so you laid your back and wasted no time kissing you feverishly. You gasped instantly wrapping your arms around his next desperately trying to pull him closer. He huffed slipping his tongue into your mouth exploring every part of it he could.

Lucifer's hand roughly groped and grabbed at your body. You moaned into his mouth feeling him cup your pussy with his large hand. The heat from it was enough to drive you into ecstasy, he chuckled feeling you rut against his hand. A whimpering and moaning mess.

He smiled reaching behind your back to unclip your bra and pull it off, his mouth instantly latching onto one of your nipples. You cried out in pleasure of the feeling only to go breathless when he started rubbing your clothed clit.

He smiled detaching his mouth from your nipple, played roughly with your breast's admiring how they shifted and moved as he kneaded the soft flesh. You whined "Lucifer please!" you cried out, he loved it, that look of desperation on your face, the little tears in the corner of your eyes. You looked no better than a common whore, and he loved it.

He sighed, even if he wanted to give into his sadistic side and edge, you till you cried. He couldn't not with how sweet you had been to him today. Lucifer smiled and took off your underwear, he gently moved his hand from your stomach down to your pussy lips.

You gasped feeling him enter a finger into you. Bucking your hips against his finger trying to get some more friction, he smiled watching you. He hadn't even moved his fingers and here you were writhing and whimpering.

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Making a part 2 soon!!! I promise

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No Rest for the Wicked, Pt. 2

Tsk tsk tsk...

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. Smut scene: hate/angry sex, followed by an emotionally tumultuous moment. PIV, explicit mentions of m and f genitalia.

Themes: Romance. Adventure. Engagement. DiavoloxMC. BarbatosxMC. LuciferxMC

Characters: MC. Diavolo. Lucifer. Barbatos.

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The next morning, at least you thought it was, you woke up– well, you tried to. Immediately, you groaned and rolled around, finding your bed to be empty. You grabbed your D.D.D. to check the time, hissing at the offensive brightness, only to find it was well into the afternoon.

Slowly, you got dressed, nearly crying when you brushed your hair as your head pounded. When you looked in the mirror, you realized your outfit was mismatched, and you sighed and found a different set to wear. Finally looking better than you felt, you stumbled on downstairs. You could hear Lucifer and Diavolo in the dining hall, so you skirted around to the kitchen to find something to soothe your warzone of a stomach and your pounding head.

"Might I suggest some soda and crackers, mistress?" Barbatos said, making you jump, which didn't help your head at all.

"Sure..." you grumbled.

Barbatos nodded and grabbed a few things for you, setting them on the counter in front of you.

"Care to share?" the butler asked, pouring the soda for you.

"I got drunk at Ristorante Six and here I am," you replied, bristled.

"I see. And that's not like you, so what's troubling you?"

You took the soda and took a sip, trying to savor the carbonation. With a sigh, you replied, "It just seems like every few months, something terrible happens, and I cause a whole bunch of trouble for people, and the wedding dates are coming, and I really want those days to go perfect-"

Barbatos held up a hand. You were talking in run-ons and becoming frantic. Taking a deep breath, you continued, "I just want everything to go well. I don't want to screw this up," you finished.

"I understand, mistress, but you're placing undue stress onto yourself, surely you don't need to do that either," Barbatos replied.

You munched on a cracker and nodded in agreement.

"Moreover, you have the young master, Lucifer, and me, right here," he added.

You were silent for a moment, considering his words. Then, you threw your arms around his neck and sighed. "Thank you."

He reciprocated and held you tight against himself. "Of course." You two remained like that for several moments, soaking each other in.

"Ah," you said, pulling away. "I don't know if you picked up on my hint, but I remember what we talked about when I lost my memory. I just want you to know, I've always thought of you as more than a friend, but there was a wall up between us for a while, so I never pursued it until recently. I trust you," you said, taking his gloved hand and holding it against your cheek. "I love you dearly, Barbatos, and you can ask whatever you'd like of me."

Barbatos' eyes widened at your sudden confession. Feeling a touch brave, he gently leaned forward and kissed your forehead. You smiled up at him, making his heart pound in his chest. He savored the smell of your skin and shampoo infiltrating his nose, creating a symphony of beauty to his olfactory senses.

"This is enough for me, mistress," he murmured.

"Very well, as you say," you replied, using his words.

In better spirits, you took your soda and crackers to enter the dining hall, where Lucifer and Diavolo were talking up until you appeared in the entryway.

"Well, there she is, our little drunk sleeping beauty," Lucifer said maliciously. You set your things down at the table and blue vapors appeared behind you.

"Try again," you hissed.

"You don't scare me," Lucifer said in an unamused tone, picking up the newspaper and rifling through it. Diavolo stared between you two.

"Well, she scares me, so please don't aggravate her, Lucifer," Diavolo muttered.

You smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead as you walked by to get some tea. Lucifer "tched" you as you smirked at him, giving him nary even a touch as you walked by him.

Sitting down at your spot, you began to drink your tea and Diavolo spoke up again.

"Your photos came back today; would you like to see them?" he asked excitedly.

"Mm, I'd like that," you replied.

"Careful, she'll just get a big head over it again," Lucifer piped up while reading.

For some reason, your switch flipped, and you knocked your fist into the table.

"I'm not terribly fond of your attitude today," you ground out between your teeth.

"And I'm not terribly fond of you drinking yourself under the table that we have to carry you out of a restaurant full of people, your royal highness," Lucifer quipped, finally looking up at you.

Diavolo simply watched between you two, keeping his comments to himself.

Your cheeks burned but your lips tightened as if there was a zipper on them. You abruptly stood from your chair, grabbing your soda, and stomped off.

"Good job," Diavolo groaned in dismay. He rubbed his face in his hands, knowing he was just as much in the proverbial doghouse.

"I meant what I said," Lucifer replied in a monotone.

"Right, and because of that, I'll let you fix that mess yourself. Good luck," Diavolo replied tartly, leaving to go to his office.

Once alone, Lucifer set the newspaper down on the table and sighed. He knew he shouldn't have said what he said, and he wasn't being terribly kind to you, even after what Diavolo told him about you wanting to make him proud, and that you wanted to sleep next to him from the previous night.

Feeling guilty, he walked around the castle looking for you, and strangely, you weren't in your suite, which made him slightly nervous, given everything that's happened with repeated disappearances and a possibly ultra-powerful demoness that roamed the Devildom. Following your scent, he found himself outside one of the guest bedrooms, one that he had stayed in many times since being in the Devildom.

He opened the door, seeing you curled up on the bed in the middle of the room.

You looked over at him, and though you wanted to say some rather venomous things, the zipper stayed closed on your mouth. Instead, you focused your sight back on the window you looked out of.

"Darling," Lucifer said, sitting on the edge of the bed at your feet. You remained quiet. "I suppose I'm not being very fair to you," he admitted.

You shot upward and glared at Lucifer, finally snapping. "How is it any different than the nights you'd go out drinking with Diavolo or anyone else and you'd come home plastered?"

He inched closer and his gaze hardened, "Usually I'm not in the middle of a high-profile area where I just had a televised interview and everyone has their eyes on me," he replied harshly.

This time you brought your face closer and bared your fangs, "Just say what you actually mean, Lucifer," you growled.

"I mean you're being sloppy and need to keep your public image in check, for everyone's sake," he growled back.

You lunged forward, almost nose to nose with him, and spoke in a seething whisper, "I am the damned Avatar of Vainglory, and my image is everything to me, you don't think I know how to handle myself all of a sudden?"

"I know you can't, given last night," he retorted.

Your eyes started to shine, and the horns adorning your head materialized, "You ever think the amount of pressure you put on me is part of the reason why I struggle so much?"

"You put that pressure on yourself," he stated. Lucifer's patience was starting to wear thin.

The words flew out of your mouth with spite, "You're the one who started all of this with your snide comments! Go fuck yourself." You jumped out of the bed and began to storm away when he grabbed your shoulders and shoved you into the nearest wall, your back making a rather loud thud as you slammed into it.

You stared up at Lucifer, furious and ready to throw down. "Where do you get the gall-"

But he interrupted you with a sloppy kiss, pressing his whole body into yours. You turned your head away to break the kiss and looked back at him with a wrathful gaze, jaw locked tight.

Lucifer stared back at you, clearly frustrated and thinking about his next move or choice of words. The longer you looked at him, the more you felt a heat circulating down below, and your body started making decisions for you. Your hands dove up to his hair, tangling your fingers in his locks, while his hands took hold of your waist, holding you in place.

Still feeling angry, you brought your hands back down to his chest and pushed hard, actually using your strength against him. He stepped back a couple feet, but then you tackled him to the ground, both of you trying to devour each other on the way down with angry, heated kisses.

Both of you tore into each other's clothes as quickly as possible, bypassing getting your tops completely off in favor of working off your bottoms. Lucifer rolled you onto your back and slotted himself between your legs, rubbing his hardened cock against your slit to cover it in your slick that was building up. You snatched the back of his neck in your hand and yanked him into another kiss.

Each of you grabbed and groped each other with mean hands, your nails digging into his back as he plunged his cock into your core. He gave a few rough thrusts into you, to which you both growled and grunted at your pleasure, before he started railing into you as hard as he could. The goal wasn't to be fast, but to fuck out your mutual frustrations. His hips smacked yours hard with each downward stroke, and when you looked up, you saw him in his demon form as well, so you gripped his horns, causing him to fuck you that much harder.

Sitting himself up on one elbow, he brought his other arm down to rub your clit with his slender fingers, causing your grunts to become wails. All too quickly, your orgasm dropped on you like a hammer, your eyes flying open to watch the very demon making you feel so good as you came apart on his dick. Your mouth drew to an "o" shape, and your thighs shook as the electric volts of pleasure took over. But it was also in this moment, your emotions were heightened, and your eyes flooded with tears, your face flushed.

Lucifer noticed this, but you continued to moan and cry out your orgasm, and you never stopped him, so he took that as his cue to continue. Breaking away from rubbing your clit, he leaned back to bring your legs to his shoulders to deepen his penetration. Your face contorted to something of unfathomable pleasure, and your tears finally began to roll down your cheeks.

Your hands reached up to his face with your fingers gently raking through his messy locks. His eyes widened, because for a moment, to see you become so gentle and emotional reminded him of your humanity. Leaving his hair, your hands dropped down to his shoulders, gripping onto to him tenderly. He kept his pace, but he started to lose his rhythm, so he leaned down close to you, his forehead touching yours.

"Cum with me, dove, let's finish together," he whispered. You nodded, and both of you collided into a kiss at the same time, much more sweetly now.

"Ahh ah, Luci-" you whimpered quietly, your voice going hoarse.

"MC," he called back to you, tensing up as he approached his high. Your body shuddered involuntarily, and deep within your core the explosions of your climax flashed out. He felt the warmth of your cum cover his cock, causing him to slow to a stop as he released his cum into you.

"I'm sorry," you cried, burying your face into his neck with hot tears streaming down. "You're right, I am a beast with a horrible attitude-"

"Shh, darling," he said, wrapping his arms underneath you. "I shouldn't have ever said that." He then pulled you up, his cock still sheathed inside of you, and he sat up to his knees. You remained wrapped around him, koala style. "I love you my sweet, sweet dove."

"Why? I clearly can't handle this or anything else-"

"Please stop," he murmured. He cradled your jaw in his palm and pulled your face to his, kissing you softly. "You can do this; I will make sure of it. I won't let you falter. You can rely on me to help you at a moment's notice. I'll always come to your side should you need me. Do you understand?"

You sniffed but ultimately nodded. "Yes," you whispered. His hands went to your rear to support you as he stood to his feet, walking you both over to the bed. He sat on the edge and just held you as you clung to him, stroking small circles onto your back.

"I don't want you to ever think I don't want or love you," he said into your ear. Though you couldn't see it, he was gazing ahead, looking out the window in the bedroom. "We've been through far too much together for you to think those things."

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[bored0writer]

LUCIFER 👹👹👹

OKAY😈

Warnings-harsh dom, degrading, edging,fingering,cockwarming,hair pulling, size kink

Posting this because i wont be on tomorrow

Smut headcanons

He’s a dom i just struggle to see him being a sub😭

More into giving he enjoys knowing how he can make you a blabbering mess within fifteen minutes

Has you cockwarm him whilst he does paper work

Fingers you for a few minutes to make sure your ready

Pulls your hair and forces eye contacts

Degrades you a little

*scoff*”look at yourself slut, cumming all over my cock? Hm? I didn’t say you could yet”

“If your that desperate then ride my thigh”

Will not let you cum for ages

If you say your close or he notices he will stop🙁😣💔

Mf has a size kink

Loves knowing he’s too big to handle

“Aw baby can’t you handle it?”

#bored0writer #x reader #lucifer smut #lucifer obey me smut #lucifer obey me #lucifer x mc #obey me smut #obey me #obey me lucifer

[zantheex]

- Warning 18+ Minors do not interact -

Diavolo and Lucifer

Threesome

What goes down after hours at rad maybe a few students in the library studying for an up coming exam or perhaps students who just want to hang out with friends but what they don’t know is that a very special exchange student is getting fucked from behind by the prince of hell while giving his his right hand man a blow job to be fair anyone could see them if they walk past the classroom

But who’s going to stop them

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #lucifer obey me smut #diavolo obey me #lucifer obey me #lucifer imagine #diavolo imagine #diavolo smut

[dear-b0y]

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅɪsʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ?"

lucifer x m!reader

CW: AMAB reader, degrading, hair pulling, rough fucking, org. denial, a dash of praise. NSFW BELOW THE CUT.

shitty writing

'You have been quite arrogant and disrespectful lately,” Lucifer's voice rings through the room, causing a thrill to race through you. “Do you really think you can just get away with it?” he continues, his tone dripping with authority.

Your eyebrows furrow as you reply, “As if i’d obey you, stupid. It’s funny how you go around acting like you own me.”

Before you can even comprehend what's happening, Lucifer has grabbed you by the hair, pulling you closer to him, his lips pressed against yours in a searing kiss. You let out a pleasured and suprised moan into his mouth, feeling his hands trail down your body, his touch igniting a fire within you.

“Wrong answer,” he growls, his voice low and dangerous. He pushes you down onto his bed, pinning you down with his larger hands. “You need to be taught a damn lesson.” he says, his fingers tracing down your chest and rubbing your nipples as his other hand teasingly circles your hardening cock.

“Fuck—!” you gasp and your body instinctively jerks away, but it only seems to intensify his grip on you. “Don't even think about escaping, brat,” Lucifer says, his voice laced with that lustfulness you’ll never get tired of. “You asked for this.”

With one swift motion, he pulls your pants down, exposing your bare ass to him. “Spread your legs wider,” he commands, and you obey, knowing there's no use in resisting (besides maybe more roughness).

Lucifer smirks as he brings his hand down, spanking you hard, making you yelp in surprise and pleasure. “You like that, don't you, bitch boy?” he taunts, striking you repeatedly, each time making your body tingle and twitch. Your meek voice squeaks as his hand comes in contact with your ass. His tongue comes in contact with your ear as he whispers,

“I want to see how many dirty words I can make you moan while I fuck that mouth of yours. I want to see you take all of me, choking on my cock as I push it deeper and deeper down your throat.”

You moan, begging him to touch you, to give you some relief. He chuckles darkly, knowing how needy you must be feeling. His gloved fingers slip under the waistband of your boxers and take out your hard cock, his thumb rubbing the tip. The gloves heighten the sensation, making your legs tremble.

Then, two fingers rub your needy hole and makes you shiver. As if your body knows he’s made for you, it shyly swallows two of his fingers down to his knuckles. His fingers thrust in and out, but Lucifer purposely avoids your sweet spot.

“Please, Lucifer,” you whimper, your body trembling with need.

“Please what?” he asks, his hand still working you mercilessly.

“Please let me cum.” you gasp, your body aching with desire.

He releases a dark chuckle, his fingers moving faster, pushing you towards your release. “Beg for it, you whiny little brat.” he commands, his voice sending vibrations through your entire body.

You let out a strangled moan as his fingers suddenly hit against your prostate, making your toes curl and eyes roll back. “God, please,” you whine “Lucifer please I need it so bad, I promise i wont disobey you, i promise..!”

You hear him chuckle from behind and he teasingly bites your ear lobe before thrusting his fingers into you faster and harder. Lucifer’s lean body presses against you to keep you still while you moan and whine. As your mouth is open his other fingers press against your tongue,

“Quiet down. Do you want everyone to know what a slut you are? How desperate you are to feel good?”

You shake your head no as your eyes tear up, you were so, so close. Until, you don’t feel that release. You pant and look back over your shoulder as the build-up goes down and you feel that ache.

With a satisfied smirk, Lucifer pulls away, leaving you breathless and exhausted on the bed.

“Next time I’ll make sure to put you through torture, this was just a warning.”

#lucifer obey me smut #obey me x male mc #bottom male reader #mlm #mlm ns/fw #lucifer obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me #smut #obey me smut #x male reader smut #lucifer x male reader #uke male reader

[satansreadingglasses]

Demon Brothers x Gn!MC

smut smut smutty headcanons

Basically their preferences during sex with MC (positions, fav places, etc.)

Warnings-Mentions of pegging, hentai, degradation, (minor)claustrophilia, hate fucking, sex in front of a mirror, semi-public sex, somnophilia, pillow humping

a/n- I’m probably gonna do some plus size MC stuff next, but it might take a bit cuz I have terrible writters block rn

Lucifer

He’s definitely more vanilla than the rest

(personal opinion ofc)

But I feel like he’s so much more “old fashioned”

He’d be happy just fucking into you and gazing down at you, anywhere

His fav position is missionary, he just loves to see how fucked out you look and his heart melts everytime he watches your body tighten when you cute

He thinks it’s so cute

He’d prefer fucking you in his bedroom, but if you want to do somethin in your room, he’s totally cool with it

But if you’re into more kinky stuff, he’d look into it and try things out with/on you

He just loves you so much and wants to keep you happy

Mammon

Mammon’s a bottom and a sub, I stand by that

It’s not that he doesn’t have stamina to top you, he’s just too lazy

That and he loves the way you smirk at him when he whines

it makes him feel twenty times better when you give him little kisses while you fuck him

His fav position is a tie between doggy style and missionary

Like I said, he loves little kisses when you top him, and what better position than missionary?

And, whether your pegging him or just fucking him, he loves feeling your fingers on his back and through his hair

Gentle pulling would probably be enough to make him cry, just from how good he feels

He’d love to have sex with you literally anywhere (mammon = horndog)

So he doesn’t really have a favorite, just anywhere you feel comfy

Leviathan

Levi 100% watches Hentai, so who knows what he’s into (tentacles)

He’s the type to joke about milfs, dilfs, etc. 

But in reality he would go feral for someone older than him

While he’s got a degradation kink in the game, he’d probably want something a bit more intimate

He seems so insecure most of the time, so maybe a mix of praise and degradation

He’d really like cowgirl, whether he’s on top or you are, he doesn't care

Just the thought of being so close to you and your warm body makes his brain short circuit

His favorite place would be someplace small, like a closet or something similar

He just feels like the type of guy who’d like to feel as close to you as possible

Satan

Lucifer’s office.

That’s all I need to say, but I’m gonna say more anyway

He’d love to bend you over his older brothers desk and let loose, hearing you whine and moan about how good he is and how much better he is than Lucifer

Once he meets you he starts to read a shit ton of smutty books, and then imagines how you and him would act it out

He’d also love to try fucking you while he makes you read out loud

It could be literally any book, listening to you stutter over words really pushes him over the edge

His favorite position changes on his mood

If he’s pissed then it’s doggy, if he’s in a lovey mood it’s butterfly

He’d hate fuck you, but then right after he’d be really clingy (asking if you’re hungry, if you’re okay, if you need water, if you want him to run you a bath, everything.)

Asmodeus

Asmo thinks you two are the two most gorgeous creatures in the universe

So what better way to have sex than in front of a mirror?

He’d go from behind, to make sure you’re still watching everything

Whether he has to do it by tugging up your hair or even holding up your face, he’s happy to do anything

If it’s a bathroom mirror, he’d bend you over with your hands on the counter

If it’s a full length, you’re on your hands and knees, and he’s right behind you

He just loves how beautiful/handsome you look all fucked out and tired

But if you’re dominating him, then it’d just be reversed

He’d insist on showing you how amazing you both look in that state and he wouldn’t stop pestering until you agree

He thinks you’re so great, second only to him (it’s a very close second)

Beelzebub

Would honestly be pretty open to anything

He doesn’t consider himself a bottom or a top, a sub or a dom, nothin

But he’d be anything you want

You want someone to fuck you until you’re crying for them to stop? He’s your guy

You want someone to be your little toy? He’s your man

He’d never admit it, but he has fantasies about having sex in a gym locker room

He’d probably pass out if you ever suggested it

And once you two do have sex in a locker room, he’s never the same

Mixing a hobby he loves and a person he loves sounds like heaven to him

Belphegor

His favorite place is in bed

And not just on the bed, but in it

All bundled up in covers, half asleep, skin to skin kinda sex

Somnophiliac

He adores how cute you sound when he lazily fucks you in the middle of the night

His fav position is spooning, with him behind you of course

If you said he could, he’d grind and touch on you all night (if not then he’d wait)

He’s also into overstim, making you cum until you’re fully awake would be a dream

A fantasy he has would be to watch you hump one of his pillows

Whenever you’re not around to help him, he imagines how cute and embarrassed you’d look while humping his pillow and he cums almost immediately

#Lucifer obey me smut #mammon obey me smut #levi obey me smut #leviathan obey me smut #Satan obey me smut #Asmodeus obey me smut #Asmodeus obey me #Beelzebub obey me smut #beel obey me smut #belphegor obey me smut #belphie obey me smut #obey me x reader #obey me x gn reader #shall we date x reader #obey me x mc #obey me x gn mc #obey me headcanons

[lucindigo]

So like hear me out:

Imagine studying while cockwarming Lucifer after you failed a test as punishment, but for every question you get correct he’ll give you a reward… If you know what I mean.😏

#lucifer obey me smut #lucifer smut #obey me smut

[matenrou-fan]

~Jealousy’s Plaything~

I feel a little nervous to post that but here we go.. I would keep track of how people liked it to know if I should continue with other brothers or not. This part contains only Lucifer and Mammon. Enjoy >.<

Femreader, hole in the wall, teasing, spanking, crempie, mention of dumbification and overstimulation, oral (receiving), rough sex;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

You whine, as cold air of the corridor tickles your heated naked body, sending shivers from your back right to your core, making your cunt clench around nothing. It was so humiliating but at the same time so.. interesting? so exciting..? There were no right words to explain all emotions inside your chest right now, this mix of fear, shame and unreal arouse, and even impatience.

Well, maybe it was actually your fault for flirting like this with Dia, or being too close to Simeon as this precious angel was blushing so cute near you.. But who knows you got such a strange punishment for just small playful teases?! Seeing seven brothers furrowing their brows as they get jealous was amusing, but now…

..Now you were stuck on the wall, naked butt on one side, hanging in the air as the rest of your body was in the other half, in the dark of your room. That's it. That's what you got for being too flirty as now all seven brothers decided to give you a proper lesson and turn you into their, only their, little toy for play. Come on, darling, if you love to be such a tease and toy with their hearts, why can't we do the same? But with other parts of your body..

The main question is how every one from them would actually use this opportunity?

He's probably the one who's actually offered this idea, as he sometimes can be even more kinky than Asmo. And more dangerous in his jealousy. After all, you live with them, not with Diavolo or stupid angels, so don't you think you should pay more attention to them? Even if you don't want to, Luci will find a way to have some fun with you.

Even though all your sensors were tensed up, as you listened to any steps in the corridor, you didn't notice as he got closer. Cold leather of his black glove touches your skin and you gasp, surprised.

"Well, enjoying yourself..?" - Luci asks, his voice is so calm and relaxed, but it actually makes you shiver as you can hear this sadistic dominating undertones in his question. - "I'm sure now you have enough time to think about your behavior.."

You whimper as your stomach tickles from a thrilling feeling of worry and curiosity at the same time. Your pussy was already wet and trembling from all these imaginations that keep running through your head as you think about how they're gonna use your body now. It was surprising for you, how aroused you become just by being stuck like this against your will.

And of course Luci can see it. He can see you squirm a little there and there, trying to get a little friction or at least calm down your aching body. He smirks, takes off his glove and strokes your ass with his soft skin, almost soothing you with such a light touch.. before you hear a sudden low sound of something in the air, and his leather glove smacks your cheeks, making you gasp again.

"Don't whine too much, little missy. That what you got for being disobedient.." - Lucifer scoffs, enjoying the view of your shaking thighs, as he keeps whipping you. He can clearly hear your gasps and whimpers through the wall, absolutely loving the way your voice gets so weak.

And these little red bruises look just wonderful on that bratty ass of yours.. He can feel his pride rise up again, as now he will sure to mark you as only his property. Of course no one will see these little marks on your beautiful body but thoughts about you not being able to sit straight now, remembering his little lesson every time makes his dick throb. Well, maybe it's time to move to something more interesting and show you how aggressive Lucifer actually can be.

He pressed his crotch to your warm cunt, don't care about how your wetness just ruined his pants. He's actually like it, like to see how quickly you become such a horny mess after a few touches and teases from him. His cock twitched, feeling as your cunt pulsing through thick fabric, as if you were almost begging with your body to be used now. And the way you lift your hips, trying to be closer, to feel more of his body.. Lucifer don't need to see your face to know what kind of expression you have now - furrowed brows as you bite your lip, trying to muffle shameful moans. Little tears in your eyes as you plant your hands flat against the wall you are stuck in, trying to get more comfortable and move forward your lower body to his touches.

"There.. I will make sure to knock some sense both into your stupid head and into your greedy pussy, as it seems like you just need some good lessons to behave properly.." - Lucifer growls, sinking inside you. You start squeezing him so much almost immediately, so you were waiting for this too, huh? Even walls can't hide your loud moans as you try to spread your legs more, to feel his dick better inside you.

Despite Lucifer wanted to be more playful with you today, despite he planned to tease you to the end, mocking you for being so slutty, he just can't resist this animalistic urge to pound you as fast as he can. So, maybe some changes in his plans will be even better. That just means he has an opportunity to not hold back and thrust in you with all this strength that furious jealousy gives him, slapping his hips to you with loud smack. It was so hard to be quiet now, when he fuck you so good.. You can't even control your voice now, your head gets dizzy when he finally starts pumping you like that after such a long time when you were just hanging with your pussy open, waiting for him.. You didn't even notice how pathetic your voice sounds as you call his name, asking for more and more.

His dick stretches you open wide, grinding against your hot walls as his arms grab your shaking hips with such force, forming new bruises in your soft skin. Lucifer just wants to leave as many marks on your body as he can, it just helps to soothe his jealousy. Only he can fuck you like that, only he can enjoy how good you pussy can clench and there's no way anybody else can fill this little needy hole as good as he can.

"Mm.. So tight, and only for me…" - Lucifer chuckled darkly before smacking his hips to yours, pressing them together as close as he can, shooting his hot sperm deep into your womb. - "I will use your pussy over and over again until you will be fully filled with me inside.. It would be a great reminder for you to know who you belong to."

And, without any breaks, he starts again at a rapid pace, ready to fuck you until any thoughts about even talking with someone else will never visit your pretty little head.

He feels kinda guilty for being that harsh with you, but at the same time.. Well, isn't it your fault, actually?! You got what you deserved for being that chatty with anyone but Great Mammon..! He's your first man, after all!!

He can't say that he's kinky, but the view of your naked unprotected ass makes him unbelievably horny. Mammon always gets a little bit shy when he looks at these beautiful deep eyes of yours, and being alone with only your lower body is.. kinda soothing but at the same time nervous.

You instantly hear his quick steps as demon gets closer. Light chuckle escaped your lips as you thought how cute Mammon is, worrying about his little human so much, almost running to you.. But you suddenly hear a little thud, as if he fell to his knees behind you. It was strange and you opened your mouth to ask what he was doing but instead you let out a loud gasp, feeling his hot tongue on your pussy, sucking you so hungrily as if Mammon was waiting for this for a long time. Arms gripping to your thighs, instantly leaving scratches and bruises, he holds you so tight, as if he was afraid you will suddenly fade away or sink in the wall. You expect at least a little chit chat before this but he just kept pressing his mouth to your cunt, spreading your legs a little and it caught you off guard. But you can't say it wasn't pleasant, as you were waiting all this time, just chilling here, feeling your pussy throbbing for some attention.. So you move your hips to his face, enjoying wild messy licks, this passion just makes you more aroused.

Mammon was sucking your folds, savoring every little drop of your juices, before pulling out for a second. His hot trembling breath tickles your pussy, making you shiver your whole body, you already were so sensitive and wet down here..

"You know, you should never talk with anyone like that.." - he suddenly mumbled, still gasping for air, voice so quiet, almost like a whisper. Despite you still squirm, waiting for more touches, you can't help but giggle, as you clearly hear these embarrassed undertones in his voice, you can even imagine how he looks away and blush right now. - "I'm your first man.. And I will be the last, because you only mine..!"

With these words he pressed his lips to your cunt again, kissing and sucking your throbbing clit as he can't get enough of your little whines. That's it, only he can hear your whines and moans, only he can bring you to such a state.. Mammon just wants to show you how good he can please your body, so you would always remember who's making you cum so hard and good.

It didn't take too much time before you lost your last shame and just kept thrusting your hips to Mammon's face, moaning so loud, asking him for more and more, as you feel how close you are. And demon gladly gobbled you up hungrily, willing to drink all your cum, as he licked deep inside you. Your sweet taste is just so addicting as he can't get enough, lapping your clit as you ride your orgasm, hands bumping to the wall as your back arching, it's just so good..

"See? There's no other demon, angel or merely human who will know how to make you feel this good..!" - this time his voice was much bolder as he can notice just how much you cum this time, absolutely overwhelmed with his passionate quick licks. Mammon slowly gets up, grasping your hips as he feels how dick twitching in his pants painfully, begging for some attention. - "I always know what you need, and right now you need to remember who's your the only one.."

You hear as he unzips his pants impatiently and immediately thrust into you, groaning from your tightness, your hot walls clench around him so hard as you were waiting for his cock inside you so bad.. For a second you two froze, a pleasing feeling overflowing your aching bodies before Mammon slowly started moving, his thrust quickly becoming more messy, as he was too aroused to even think straight. The only though in his head was to fuck you, fuck you until you two would pass out. His greedy little jealousy keeps whispering to him to be more and more aggressive as you deserve to be treated more harshly today, and his dick grinding against your walls, absolutely agree with this. Well, and you too sound very pleased, as your voice was loud enough not only to be heard through the wall, but all over the house. So it means Mammon should pump you today as hard as he can, so your little high pitched voice would be heard everywhere and everybody will hear who's name you call when you are on edge.

"That's it.. Show me how much you love this.." - he mumble under his breath, grasping your thighs and fucking you in an animalistic pace, the way the tip of his cock press right to your sensitive spot with every thrust makes you shiver. - "Show me how much you love to bounce on my dick like that.."

He's willing to do it for the whole day, if not days, until you will get so oversensitive that any touches to your body would be mind shattering and your pleasure will be associated only with Mammon now.

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MONEY MACHINE! - A DIRTY FANFICTION OF OBEY ME

In which : The anger turned into sex.

Featuring : Lucifer Obey Me × Fem reader

Trigger warning include

Degradation

Humiliation

Plane sex

Master / slave

Frustrating sex

Submissive-dominant (appears in part 2)

Lots of slapping (appears in part 2)

Author note: Hi sinners! Do u miss me as much as i missed u? Today I am serving you a steamy story. If only I didn't write about Sex In The Air, I will naming this fic Sex In The Air but my oh my! I am a huge fan of Lucifer so this is so fun to write!

Have fun reading! xoxo, erin

12:30 PM

"You've always been such a bitch to me, Lucifer."

"In case you've forgotten, I pay everything in this world for you."

Your mouth trembled at the words you were about to say, and Lucifer's ruby eyes gleamed; he gritted his teeth and faces of hatred worn by both of you. Lucifer's private office was tense, and the air inside the room thickened. Somehow, the rages that filled the chamber were off the bar; this is serious.

"You're the one who volunteered to spend your money on me", your tone rose, throwing a threat at Lucifer. "I thought you would be grateful, y/n", the demon reciprocates your voice, and he is one step away from yelling.

"oh right!" your voice burst inside the room. "I'm so grateful that I need to only look at you, I don't have any free will to talk to anyone, and I can't leave by your side because you're such a possessive little bitch! Thank god, I am yours!" your sarcasm heated Lucifer's ear as he growled internally. The eyes of the pride demon were unhappy, and so did yours, but what makes it different is that you were full of tears while Lucifer's rage mixed with shame.

"This is the part where you apologise, y/n. There will be consequences" Lucifer’s tone returned to normal, but it was much scarier than his previous tone, which was loud enough to wobble your leg.

"No, this is the part where I leave" you bold the last word to mark it. To be honest, you don't even know if Diavolo would let you go to the human world for a silly reason like 'arguing with Lucifer'. Yet again, Diavolo was such a hopeless demon for you. Sometimes, it's okay to abuse that kind of thing, right?

Lucifer laughed at hearing your funny warning. He covered his face with both palms before returning the hands to his waist. "Do you think it's that easy to run away from me, y/n?" Your threat made him even more sadistic. "Did you realise how powerful I could be?" his light step shrunk the gap between you and him. "Do you know how much of a dust you'll be once I'm gone from your life?" you backed away as he got closer and closer until a wall hit the back of your body. Lucifer's lip was inches from you, and his red eyes pierced a hole through your iris. His breath tickles your cheek as he continues exposing his toxic side.

"Don't you know how small these three worlds are for you to hide from me?"

The way your chest rose and how you flinched between his breathing convinced Lucifer that you would never dare to cross your line. "Try y/n. Just try stepping your damn foot out from my office" his silken whisper was sharp enough to stab you in the heart.

As much as Lucifer was confident that you couldn't get away with this, you were also sure that things he would do to you if you rebelled against him wouldn't be that bad. At the end of the day, this was because of love, and Lucifer isn't the type to scar his beloved human. So you gathered your courage and slapped him. It's good to collect your bravery, but at some point, you didn't get your thoughts together when hitting Lucifer. That was a dumb thing to do.

He hissed quietly as his slender fingers ran through his red cheek. "You've never changed," you told him as he brushed his thumb where you marked your palm. Lucifer didn't respond. It wasn't because your slap hurt him psychically but internally. You scratched his ego, and what he would do to you was unimaginable.

You left the scene without any hesitation. First, you longed to go out and hide. Second, you'll die in a minute if you don't leave the house. The fresh air outside tastes like regret. Your head was blaming you as you contemplated whether it was an exaggerated reaction or just right. You sighed. Either way, your next destination is Lord Diavolo's castle for him to grant your wish to go to the human world.

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4:00 PM

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"Will you visit us here, y/n?" Lord Diavolo looked at you with such hopeless stares. You thought this meeting would go well quickly, but even Lord Diavolo tried to convince you to stay.

"I'll think about it", you replied as Barbatos chanted the spell to open the portal. A notification from your phone disrupts the incantation as it distracts Barbatos. "Sorry…" you take the phone out of your pocket and look at it while the butler repeats the same mantra.

"Cash withdrawn. Your bank balance is low."

You cussed without a voice. Lucifer knew how you would become dust once you cut him from your life. You thought once again. Nope, this is precisely what Mr.Pride wants, for you to come and beg for forgiveness since he has power over it. You're going to the human world, and that's it. You can find a job there to support your little runaway journey.

"what's the matter, y/n?" Diavolo spoke as he peeked at your DDD. "Ah.." he chuckled. "I didn't realise Lucifer was that desperate for you to come back to him" the Devildom prince laughed as he grabbed his DDD. "Not that he was desperate for me to come back. He's desperate to see me suffer, Lord Diavolo" you rolled your eyes and unlocked your phone to block Lucifer.

"Lucifer's way of loving may be sadistic, y/n" Lord Diavolo clicked the transfer button, and a notification greeted you.

"Young master, the portal is ready," Barbatos said in a monochrome tone as a vast, aqua-hued portal is ready for you.

"But if that way didn't suit your taste, I hope I can have a chance to make you feel my way of loving," Lord Diavolo winked, giving you an obvious hint regarding his feelings. You looked at the notifications and tapped it as it redirected you straight to your bank account information.

"Lord Diavolo has transferred you $100,000,000."

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7:21 PM

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"Yeah, a ticket to this place, please, economy ride."

The lovely woman nodded as she weighed your bag; it was suitable for the flight. "Here's your ticket, dear" her red lipstick reminds you of Lucifer's eyes. Except Lucifer’s orb filled with rage while her lips looked soothing.

The flight she assigned you will be off in 15 minutes. That's good. You asked her to give you a ticket to get you to that place as soon as possible. Lucifer knows your home in the human world; of course, he would find you here. To be a full runaway girl. You must go to a place far away from your home where he wouldn't even expect you to stay there. It's good that Lord Diavolo gave a drop of his possession. You can travel and support your life here in the human world without worrying about finances.

Your run was equivalent to a professional athlete knowing it's ten more minutes before it will take off. The luggage was equipped with a wheel, making it easier to bring even in running mode. You arrived at the gate as your mouth frantically gasped for air. "Here…" you gave the guard your ticket as they let you in. "Finally", you settled your breathing and went inside the tunnel that led to the aeroplane.

It was a cramped place considering it's an economy class. You didn't mind it, weighing you lived your whole life with simplicity. "seat 31A..huh, that's almost at the back.." you muttered while walking through the aisle. You held your breath to suck in your stomach. Unfortunately, you are the last to get on board, so it is not shocking that the plane was already crowded. The sound of a crying child provokes your headache." should have spent a couple of thousands dollar for the first class…" you scream internally.

You sat on your assigned place of the seat. On second thought, this is great. The fact that chairs 31b and 31c were unattended made you grin to the ear. This was some sort of blessing that none of the riches knew. You looked around. All passengers owned the whole seat. Wow, why were no one chooses the place? It was a question wandering in your head.

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Three more minutes before take-off, you stare at the sun about to set. The illuminating orange-hued granted you a state of tranquillity. It would be better if this view were accompanied by fresh air instead of humidity inside an economy-class flying machine.

"Excuse me, coming through. Ugh, you better watch where that hand of yours goes."

Just as you were about to enjoy your alone time in this aeroplane for 10 hours, you sensed the presence of someone unknown sitting beside you. Your lips curl as you examine his face. The rectangular frame of that fine lad next to you and his black turtleneck shirt, topped with a long blue coat and that signature smell that reminds you of something, you were so sure what he was.

"Lucifer?" you called his name in such an awful tone.

"If you're going to run away, why won't you pick a first-class plane? Damn it," he replied as the demon in disguise as a human still adjusting his position in a small seat.

You rolled your eyes as your palm landed roughly on your forehead. You thought you were the last to be on board, but heaven knows the worst, and hell knows the best.

"It's my choice and if you are disgusted by it, go skydiving" you shifted your eyes back at the view even though Lucifer himself was astonishing compared to the sunset. "Plus, why won't you move a little? There was a seat beside you. Leave a gap between us, you fucking demon."

Lucifer finally managed to adjust himself comfortably. He clicked his tongue repeatedly in reply to your uncharacteristic tone. "Wow, look at that. Back in Devildom, you won't say such a thing to me," he said as his eyes glared at your hair, considering you turned your back on him. "Look at me, y/n. I'm talking to you."

"Our talked ended at your office", you casually replied. "I don't want to spend my 10 hours flight talking about something I do not enjoy."

"Y/n, this is…" as Lucifer was about to say something, an announcement came through.

"The plane is about to take off. If you have any questions or requirements, kindly call our flight attendance by pushing the button in the overhead console; thank you."

"Gladly need your help", you muttered alone and pushed the button. "What are you doing," the demon asked as you replied to him with silence and watched a dashing young man make his way towards your seat. "Yes, ma'am?" he asked with a smile. A beauty spot on his left cheek and a regular haircut on him, except his hair, which seems more voluminous, made him the most attractive cabin crew in this airline.

"Do you have any available seat for me to switch?" you asked him in a soft tone, almost like showing a submissive side of you, and Lucifer did not enjoy it. The host smiled gently. "I'm afraid not, ma'am. As you can see, this airline was packed, and the only available seat for you to change is this" he pointed to a seat next to Lucifer, which was 31c. "But I will notify you immediately if someone wants to change their seat."

"Thank you, sir, I would love that" a word of gratitude for the host was like a screeching noise in Lucifer's ear. You let out a huge, obnoxious sigh. "I did not sign up for this…." you muttered, but Lucifer could still hear.

The plane started to move at high speed. It is going to fly soon.

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12: 30 AM

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"Y/n, you haven't eaten yet" Lucifer watched your face going pale. There was a truth between his word. You were so rushed to catch the plane that you hadn't eaten anything before the flight. "A 10 hours period without eating is dangerous; you must eat" his word didn't sound like a worry but rather a command.

"I thought you didn't care that I was dying?" you questioned as your eyes stared at him. "What did you think when you took my money? I will die because of starvation anyway."

Lucifer's finger began to caress your cheek. A soft sensation between his cold fingers reminds him of your obedience. His thumb rubbed at the above of your jaw. "I was so wrong for that…" he whispered in regret. The fingers trailed at your soft lips. "That's why I followed you here, my dear…."

This was such an overwhelming feeling. You still have this fiery anger inside you for Lucifer, but with these words that invite you to place your lips against that demon, the whole runaway plan will be damned.

You flinched as his thumb got closer to the centre of your lips. "I need to go to the toilet", you reasoned to him and stood up. Damned the cramped place, your butt was so close to his body when you moved away from your seat, trying to reach for the aisle and make your way to the toilet. Lucifer gulped. He tried all he could not to claw his hand at your ass. Mr Pride's mind was never innocent, so he stared at the view of your struggling hips in front of him as he bit his lips. "God damn it, y/n…." Lucifer screamed internally.

The plane starts to shake heavily, and you lose your balance. That woke up the sleeping passengers, but they weren't panicking. You fell on Lucifer's lap as you lay your back on his chest. "Don't worry; the plane was just going through the cloud. These people must have been going through this a lot. That's why they didn't react that much," he whispered as if to calm yourself down. When the plane shook, you were about to think about your death, but his words soothe you.

Not his bulge, though.

The turbulence went off, and the plane returned to its normal state, but Lucifer's arm still clung to your stomach. You tried to stand up as the first intention for you to do so was to go to the toilet. Lucifer quickly pulled you back onto his lap. "Wait…" he gritted his teeth.

"Just a few more minutes…" his tone was more profound than his usual voice. You can't possibly do this any much longer. His cock was hard and dying to get out of his pant while your pussy was throbbing to sit on his lap. "y/n… you were throbbing…."

"I.. didn't", you denied it as Lucifer started to travel his hand down to your panties. "No, it is. My cock feels it," the horny demon justified his words as a cold sensation greeted your clothed clit.

"Lucifer, we are in an aeroplane…." you said as you tried to hold back your moan as he teased the hardened bud in your panties. "I know…" he stroked your clothed clit as you placed your hand onto your mouth. A loud moan would be suspicious in this aircraft.

Mr.Pride pace of stroking was perfect. It was slow-paced yet so sensational. The way his heavy breath sang into your ears. Oh, how you are such a weak for men's moan of pleasure.

Lucifer's impatient demeanour made him rip your undergarment apart using his magic. Your private jolt at the sudden loss of cloth, making it sensitive to the aeroplane's air. "Oh my…" Lucifer chuckled. "How naughty I am in this commoner plane…."

Your liquid ruined Lucifer's crotch; his dick was aching to feel your wetness. "Look at me, my dear. I need to see your face while I rub my cock between your legs," he whispered cautiously, making sure that no one heard his plead towards you.

You were also taken by lust. If it weren't because of your hormones and his dick pulsating through his pants, you would ignore his demand but you also wanted to feel more. To have more and to be entirely overtaken by pleasure. After all, this 10 hours flight would be boring without sex.

You faced the demon with his help, adjusting to his desired position. He bit his lip when your breast was so close to his face. "You know, I'm getting tired of seeing your back. This cowgirl position really make up for it" he groped your breast tenderly. You felt his cock flinch down the jean, writhing to be freed.

"Command me… Master…" your soft voice provoked his Asmo's side. He looked at you with hope-filled glowing eyes. You could see straight from his wish, and the image of both of you crying out of pleasure sparkled inside Lucifer's crimson orbs.

"You fucking bitch…" he cussed as he unbuttoned your shirt swiftly, almost ripping your favourite top. You moan as your breasts are fully exposed to his face. To be fair, there was a bra covering your nipples, but Lucifer's hand was quick. He unclasped your bra with one hand at the same time; he unfastened your button. The way this demon acted was hard to imagine, and no ordinary person could ever mimic how he unleashed his beast.

The demon took no time and put his mouth on the left side of your tits. A soft moan escaped your mouth as a sign of your uncontrollable arousal. You subconsciously moved your hips to feel Lucifer's bulge rocking with your clit. "Mmph…" Lucifer moans while his mouth is full of your breast. "This feels good, Lucifer", you whispered to his ear as your seat kept moving.

Lucifer licked your nipples and sucked them like a baby. His eyes wander straight at your expression, trying to see what face you make while he sucks your sensitive spot. Your chest was like heaven to him. If only milk came out from this very nipple, he might as well suck you dry until there's nothing left. Be it night or day, he will keep sucking until all the milk consumes his body. Of course, Beelzebub would envy him.

Lucifer must not forget that you made your move to provoke his 'milk'. Your hips moved faster as the rush of pleasure encouraged you to do so. Your hand clawed to his shoulders, your nails sunken to his skin. Lucifer didn't even care if he bled. That scar could be an achievement for him. Plus, this sadistic demon also gets stimulated with pain.

"Shit… One more minute, and I'll fucking come," Lucifer incoherently spoke as he continued burying his face onto your breast.

"I'll fucking come too…." you told him as a warning, and your eyes rolled to the excitement and adrenaline that rushed through your body. You knew wearing a skirt was a great idea. It has always made you look cute…and it is accessible when it comes to public sex.

"Aah.. no... Fuck" Lucifer's moan was quiet, yet you noticed how he tried so hard not to let the whole passenger knows about these dirty secrets. "Fuck… Y/n, stop… I'm going to come in my pant.." he begged again, but his hand didn't even try to stop your hips.

You almost reached your climax, so stopping would be a loss to you. This was probably the best climax you've ever had, and you don't want to waste it. The feeling of shame and the fear of getting caught, combined in one, create a pleasure that none of the private sex in the bed can offer. Adrenaline does play a massive part in erotic scenes.

"I... I can't stop…I'm… coming…" your hips moved faster and faster to reach the seven cloud of the heavens. Lucifer's breathing was scattered, and his moan turned into a whimper. He kept telling you to stop, yet you felt out of control with your body.

"Y/n!" Lucifer growled your name as you felt his dick flinch inside and a hot sensation from his crotch telling you that he already came. On the other hand, you were also indulged and melted with the feeling of relief after the sexual frustration you had to go through when your butt landed on Lucifer's lap.

Both of you were panting, and the action stopped. You were so out of breath that your body could not move, only your chest rising up and down. "You slut…" Lucifer muttered his anger. "I told you to fucking stop," he murmured in a deep tone.

"Well, I prepared…" the demon reached for an item from his pocket, and you saw a vial filled with golden liquid in his possession. "I'm going to punish you, in this plane, with this goddamn aphrodisiac," Lucifer said as he opened the vial and drank it until nothing was left. You knew that a drop of it was powerful enough to influence a demon's desire, yet Lucifer consumed it as if he was about to fuck you nonstop in a billion years.

"Now, my brave sheep. Make me come once again."

authors note: so, how was it? Does this deserves a part 2? Hehehe~~~

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