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If you didn’t already do it, could you do Lucifer with an s/o who has trouble taking care of themselves simply because of motivation or forgetting to?
My ADHD ass really relates to this… And I'm not 100% sure if it's a good thing XD
Lucifer
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Lucifer would surely get gray hairs because of you.
Even if he understands that getting used to a new environment will take time.
And at first Lucifer would give you time.
But it wouldn't make your situation any easier.
You skip meals, you forget to be on time, your sleep rhythm is non-existent and so on.
He would try to ask what would be the reason for this.
The answer would be simple.
But wouldn't really satisfy him.
You would be too tired to take care of yourself or you simply forgot.
These are the moments when he regrets putting Mammon in charge of you.
This had to be changed.
And luckily you'd have Lucifer by your side.
He would make a schedule with you that you would try to follow.
Lucifer, you would also make sure you ate enough.
He would be strict with you.
But at the same time, it would give you space to get used to the change.
And Lucifer would have your lifestyle changed.
He would care about you a lot.
Although he doesn't always express it verbally.
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bloomries · 1 year
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SAY YOU LOVE ME
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﹙ ✿ ﹚── includes  : lucifer (obey me).
﹙ ✿ ﹚── synopsis  : after simeon helps you realize why lucifer seems to be picking on you, you confront him about it.
﹙ ✿ ﹚── warnings  : 2nd person pov. gn! reader. probably ooc Lucifer, but oh well, I enjoy thinking of him being a flustered mess. enemies-to-lovers (?).
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Was there anything more awful than getting caught in Lucifer's lectures? Well, perhaps being nearly eaten alive by a demon but that hadn't happened in quite some time, so Lucifer's lectures were definitely rising in irritation factors.
You weren't even sure why you were being lectured, if you were being honest. You hadn't gotten into any fights, nor helped Mammon with any schemes, nor were you failing any classes. So why? And these little afternoon meetings were beginning to grow more frequent. You sigh, shifting in your seat as you boredly stared at the ground— a speckle of dust has taken your attention off of the deep lull of Lucifer's voice.
"And- Ahem," Lucifer coughed into his fist, and when you glanced up to meet his eyes, he was glaring at you, a frown etched into his features. "Are you even paying attention? Shall I start from the top?" His arms are crossed over his chest, his stare growing more intense.
"No, I was listening. You're mad 'cause... something... I did...?" Lucifer blinks at you, before his face morphs into one of pure fury.
"Ha, I'm starting to think perhaps you like spending time with me. I'll take it from the very top." He spits out, before, like he promised, he begins his rant— lecture— from the start. And once again, he becomes so patient in berating you that he doesn't even notice you've begun to space out again.
Seriously, he needed to sweep his floors.
After three lengthy hours, which really isn't that bad compared to previous scolding, you leave his room. Mammon is waiting right outside, wearing a smug grin. Seems he's proud to not be the only one being chastised by the eldest.
"So, what'd ya get in trouble for?" You shrug, Mammon walking side by side with you as you make your way back to your room.
"Who knows, probably didn't do the dishes right, or wore my uniform slightly wrong, or- or something dumb like that..." You grumble, because even during the bits you were paying attention, it just sounded like Lucifer talking in circles about 'not getting in trouble' and 'being a model student' or something along those lines. Just talking to hear his own voice.
Thankfully you didn't get in trouble the next day, nor the next, sadly the third day was much different. You had been on your best behavior, simply chatting happily with Simeon on your way home, when Lucifer tsked upon seeing you two.
"See me in my office when you get home." Is all he said, a small sneer directed towards you— or was it Simeon?— as he passed by you both.
"Hm, he seems more... frustrated than usual." Simeon comments, before offering you a sheepish smile. "Sorry, it seems I got you in trouble." You wave your hand dismissively, glowering.
"It's not your fault. Honestly, Lucifer has been super strict with me lately- It's like I'm not even allowed to talk to others, it's starting to get annoying." You complain, and Simeon eyes you before chuckling.
"Ah, is that so?" He hums, looking up at the Devildom sky. "Sounds like he's jealous?" Your neck nearly breaks from how quickly you whip around to look at Simeon. He's got a twinkle in his eye.
"Jealous? Ha, that would imply he likes me! Don't make such crazy accusations, Simeon."
"Is it that crazy to believe? Lucifer's always been a bit possessive with the things he likes." Simeon informs you, "You're charming in your own way, and I've noticed the change in Lucifer whenever you're around. But maybe I'm just imagining it, who knows?" The conversation between you two dies out as your mind begins to think a million thoughts per second.
Did... Did Lucifer like you? Did he actually, possibly have a crush on you? Thinking back on it, he did usually only lecture you after finding you with others, and (although it could just be a trick of the light) were his cheeks always a warm shade of pink?
Many thoughts ran through your mind, to the point you barely even registered when Simeon branched off from you to return to his own destination. So lost in thought, you only take notice you're at the House of Lamentation when you realize the door is locked and you need to take out your keys.
Sighing upon entering the house, you glance up the steps. To Lucifer's office you go.
The same old routine begins, Lucifer offering you take a seat, him rounding his desk with that disgruntled expression, leaning against his desk and his eyes raking over your figure before he dives into all the problems you 'caused.'
You rest your chin in the palm of your hand, thinking back on what Simeons said (in reality, it didn't really leave your mind from the moment he said it).
"Hey, do you like me?"
Your words brought Lucifer to a sudden silence. Without his voice, you look up to see him staring at you in disbelief before he clears his throat, acting as if he hadn't been shocked— with how quickly his expression changed you would've believed him if he said you were seeing things.
"I don't dislike you." You quirk a brow, leaning forward in your chair.
"No, like... hmm, should I say, do you love me?" You coo the word 'love,' and watch as his ears turn a deep shade of red despite the neutral face he struggles to keep. He can't seem to find the words to respond, just staring at the ground, trying to grasp the situation (he thought he was hiding it well).
"No way, you do!" Your amusement doesn't help, "Wait- Were these lectures just so you could spend time with me?" You lean back in your seat, thinking. "Wow, sadistic." You chide.
"You're being childish." He scolds, brows furrowed in annoyance.
"Say it." Lucifer meets your fiery gaze, and a lump forms in his throat. "C'mon, Luci, say it. Say you love me." His brow twitches, his eyes shifting away from yours.
"No." He grumbles, but you scoff, standing up and walking over to him.
"I think you owe me for how many hours you wasted with your bullshit." You point into his chest, glaring at him. "All the times I could've gone out having fun, I was stuck in this room listening to you scold me for who knows what. I think you owe it too me to admit your feelings."
Lucifer scowls, "Why do you insist so much?"
"Because," You begin, taking his chin between your thumb and pointer and turning his head to face you, your faced both incredibly close. Lucifer's cheeks grow warmer at your bold actions. "I want to hear it from that pretty mouth of yours."
Lucifer's breath hitches when your eyes fall to his lips. He knew you were bold, but were you going to kiss him? He secretly hoped so- alas, you waited, and he knew you wouldn't do a thing until he confessed. Curse you.
"I... I like you." He grumbles out breathily, "Are you happy now?" Uncharacteristically, Lucifer stinks of desperation. Never in his life had he groveled pathetically before, but if you were to ask him to get on his knees and beg for your forgiveness, he would seriously consider it.
"Not yet," He can feel your hot breath against his skin, and he wants nothing more than to kiss you, but refrains. You pull away, placing your hands on his chest. "Take me on a date. Then maybe, perhaps I'll think of considering forgiving you for all my wasted time." You slip away, despite his attempt to grab your wrist, you slink your way to the door.
"Ah, and one more thing before I go," You say, leaning back in. Lucifer is already sinking into his chair, hiding half his face. He grunts in response, and you continue. "Jealousy doesn't suit you, Lucifer. Show some pride in your emotions, yeah?" All he can do is chuckle weakly, and nod along. Yes, he'll make sure to not hide his affections again, lest he wish to relive this embarrassing moment.
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﹙ ✿ ﹚thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!
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supernaturalfreewill · 7 months
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You were doing your best to hide your trembling, but it wasn't working. Lucifer's eyes seemed to bore right into you.
"You're so pretty," he purred, his eyes flickering over your face. "Is that why Sam and Dean keep you around? Eye candy? So, so pretty... Sometimes you humans can be truly beautiful, you know?" He got up and paced around you, circling like a shark. "Beautiful, but fragile. So easily broken..."
You steeled yourself and managed to find your voice. "If you're going to kill me, just do it. I'd prefer that to this deranged monologuing."
Lucifer froze and, to your surprise, smiled and chuckled. "Kill you? Now why would I do that? That would be quite a waste."
Prompt: "You're so pretty. So, so pretty. Sometimes you humans can be truly beautiful, you know? Beautiful, but fragile. So easily broken."
Happy Supporting Character Saturday!
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tojirights · 2 months
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Hello! Would you be able to do Lucifer and the prompt "Your body was made for mine."?
lucifer loves nothing more than to have his hands all over you. he worships every inch of your skin, kissing from your ear all down your neckz all the while whispering sweet praises as he does. "you’re so beautiful, so gorgeous." he sighs, his hands falling to your hips. "see how well my hands hold you here? its like you were made for me, baby." each praise, each kiss, sends a flurry of emotions through you. his hands slide further down, grabbing the fat of your ass, making you bite back a moan. "this body deserves to be worshipped."
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perplexedflower · 2 years
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SPN Drabbles - 14/14: It Takes Two To Hunt
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Fandom: Supernatural.
Category: F/M.
Relationship: Lucifer x Female Reader.
Type: Drabble.
Words: 550.
Chronology: Any season.
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"That's disgusting. You're lucky you're cute."
Lucifer chuckled as I wiped the blood drops off my face with the back of my hand.
"I'm serious Luci. I swear, I won't ever take you hunting with me again if you keep on exploding every single creature we come across."
"Say what you want, but you can't deny it makes your job much easier." He teased me with a smug look on his face.
"Well yeah, that's the problem, it makes it too easy!" I told him with my arms crossed on my chest. "It takes all the fun out of hunting. And it always ends with me covered in weird monster blood."
He looked at me with a playful expression and a raised eyebrow, before dramatically turning his back to me.
"Always so ungrateful... I'm too good for you, you know that? You really don't deserve me and my overflowing kindness."
"Yeah, maybe." I let out unimpressively, too busy packing my things to pay attention to his mockery. "Now c'mon, let's go to the hotel, I'm beat."
"Yeah, 'cause you definitely killed all of those werewolves." He turned around while scoffing.
"All you did was snap your fingers." I said as I took a step forward in his direction. "Don't start pretending that was the most arduous task in the world."
I reached out for his hand and grabbed it tight, before looking up into his blue eyes, still as radiant, even in the moonlight.
"You know I don't like having to ask things twice, so please honey, take us back to the hotel room."
He smiled at me, a pure and loving smile, then rested a hand on one of my cheeks.
"Sure. But first, I want a kiss. It's the least you can do to thank me for my help."
I sighed with a grin and shook my head slowly: pressing my body against his, I got on the tip of my toes as I felt his other hand grab my lower back.
"You're impossible." I murmured, still smiling.
"I know." He whispered back, his warm breath bouncing off my skin. "That's why you love me so much."
His lips came to meet mine, soothing me into a feeling of love and passion. I closed my eyes and let myself succumb to his embrace, but barely a few seconds later, I found myself lying on the hotel room sofa, my body resting against his. I pulled away from our kiss and smiled gently.
"You could've teleported me into the shower, y'know." I spoke softly while running my hand through his dirty blonde hair. "I'm still covered in blood."
"I know, but I wanted cuddles." He said with a cute smile. "Besides, there's an easy way to fix this..."
Lucifer stretched out his arms and began removing my bloodied jacket, then followed with my blood-stained plaid shirt, both of which he threw on the ground next to the couch. I was left in my black tank top, which allowed him to caress my bare arms, the cold of his touch helping cool down my body temperature.
"That's only a temporary fix, though." I smiled. "My skin is still bloody."
"You'll scrub it off later." He said with a muffled voice, his head buried against my chest. "For now, let's snuggle."
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random-imagines-blog · 5 months
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Imagine Lucifer nearly dying, and you clinging onto him.
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You had been right at the elevator doors when he came home. Dan had called, told you that your husband, Lucifer, was in a rough way, had nearly died on the job, and was in the hospital. This had been … extremely shocking, considering who Lucifer was, and the fact that he wasn’t supposed to be able to be hurt. But someone had found a way. You weren’t even on the West Coast when it happened, your own work taking you to the East, looking into buying property there for a new Lux nightclub. But you took the first plane back, went home, and waited. You had called Chloe when you landed, and she told you that he was about to be discharged so going to the hospital would only have wasted time. He walks in, Maze walking with him, and you instantly approach before he has a chance to step out of the elevator, walking him into it, holding him closely. “You nearly scared the life out of me,” You murmured into his clean shirt. “How - how could this have even happened?” “Some angel weapon that humans had gotten hold of,” Lucifer hissed, but he put his arm around you, resting his hand on your lower back. “Amenadiel was able to take it away, put it somewhere safe. But it is a comfort to have you here rather than on the other side of the country.” “If you think I’m leaving you anytime soon, you’re wrong,” You said, kissing his strong jawline. “You’re stuck with me. Like the smell of sulfur in hell.” “Could you at least wear the sexy nurse costume as you take care of me?” Lucifer asked with a smirk. “I could be persuaded.”
Requested by: Anonymous
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the-demonus-aunt · 2 years
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I was thirsty but also too lazy to copy/paste.
Have this screenshot.
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theship-thewalrus · 2 years
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You really do deserve the 100 followers! the best when u write for Brienne or Lucifer, I was wondering, may you do a prompt?
Pleasee, please may you do ❛ the last thing i want is to hurt you. ❜ for Brienne or Lucifer, any you think fit the best. I am soo excited for this lmao thanks so much! ❤️❤️❤️
Sorry im anon, Im rlly paranoid about safety 💀
Hi anon!! Thank you for the kind words :) I love this prompt because you can do so much!! I really hope you enjoy it <3 there is nothing wrong with being an anon!! I love all my anons :)
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lucifer x gender neutral! reader
pretty much the ask!! also this is for the 100 follower event
word count: 375 words reading time: about 3 minutes warnings: none prompt: ❛ the last thing i want is to hurt you. ❜
Lucifer was the ruler of the underworld, fear was something they commanded. Without it they would quickly lose their position as ruler, the other demons praying on their weakness. You understood the need for them to be harsh at times. But it had never been directed to you, Lucifer was also kind and soft.
Until now, Lucifer's anger and harsh nature slipping into your conversation. Their biting tone, their potent words, their angered expression. They had the ability to make you feel like a speck of dust, something so insignificant. You look up to them, trying to grasp if their anger was true or not. It seemed to only increase their anger, their voice raising as they move to get into your personal space. To suffocate you with their aurora to the point you felt you have no escape.
"Lucifer, stop it. You are scaring me." Your voice is soft compared to Lucifer's you were surprised they heard you. But their eyes darken and their lips tighten, signalling they heard you loud and clear. Their voice moved to be only mere centimetres away from your own. You could feel their breath on your face. "Scaring you? Am I scaring you? Let me show you how scary I can be."
Standing to their full height, their eyes pierced yours before their wings expanded. Lucifer's height was beyond intimidating, especially with their wings out. The sudden moment frightened you, causing you to flinch. Though you knew Lucifer would not hurt you, you still feared the possibility. As you knew what horrors they could commit when mad.
Their face dropped, the angered expression morphing into one of regert. The last thing they ever wanted to do was scare you, to make you fear them. They loved you, viewed you as an equal, you were their lover. Their wings lowered once more, resting behind them comfortably.
"The last thing I want is to hurt you." Their voice was much softer than before hands reaching out to grab yours. Softly they grab them, running their thumbs over your hands. The both of you are silent for a moment, coming down from your fear and their anger. As there was nothing to say, just simply reading each others energy.
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Lucifer ~ Masterlist
Fluff = ♡
Angst = □
Hurt/Comfort = ☆
Other = ◇
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Angel ♡
Loss □
Little Brother {Request} ☆
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[Main Masterlist]
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firephoenix23 · 3 months
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Like I literally have second hand embarrassment for Vox after seeing what Alastor ACTUALLY is like in a rivalry.
Like homie wishes he could be that close to Alastor 😂😂
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bloomries · 1 year
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﹙ ✿ ﹚── blossom's note  : haaa i can't seem to write anything rn so take something i've had in my docs for a lil while~ sweet luci fluff hehe
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You roll over, reaching for the familiar warmth only to be met with the coldness of an empty spot. You furrow your brows, patting around the area, only to be met with the same result. You huff, peeking an eye open to see Lucifer wasn’t anywhere in sight. You asked him to stay, to sleep in with you, but it seemed he only sated your desires until you fell asleep before sneaking away to start on some work. 
It’s much too cold in the bed now— both literally, and metaphorically. You wanted your lover to be with you, to be wrapped up in his arms or vice versa, to enjoy each other's company as the clock ticks away meaningless, but serene, hours. 
You close your eyes, dropping your face into the pillow and being engulfed in Lucifer’s shampoo scent. If you focus your ears, you can hear the scratching of his pen, the shuffle of papers. He wasn’t too far away, at his desk, but he felt like miles away as you lifted yourself out of bed and planned to make your way towards him.
Dragging your feet against the cold floors (too tired to locate the matching slippers he gifted you), you weakly place a hand on the leather backing of his chair and spin it around. His eyes widen, apparently too lost in his work to have heard you stumbling around. “Go back to bed, love.” He chuckles upon seeing sleep still clouding your eyes. You grumble incoherent disagreements, shaking your head as you crawl into his lap. He sighs, a smile (that he’d certainly deny) forming, “Alright.” He whispers, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head as you curl up on him, closing your eyes and falling back asleep. He wraps his arms around you, closing his own eyes. Well, maybe a few more minutes of shut-eye will be fine for the overworked demon.
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﹙ ✿ ﹚thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!
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angelltheninth · 2 months
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Can you do little scenarios where Hazbin men fuck their girlfriend out of jealousy?
Fuck yes I can! I 100% can!
Pairing: Alastor, Lucifer, Adam, Vox, Valentino x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, jealousy, cunniilingus, kissing, marking, biting, deals, restraints, collars, breeding kink, possessive sex, vibrating cock, being watched, height difference
A/N: Going nuts thinking about these.
Alastor wished he could put this feeling of jealousy to rest. This wasn't like him, he wasn't usually this possessive over the people he made deals with. Your soul was already his, all that was left to claim was your heart and body. His shadows wrapped all around your body, keeping you in the air, tied up, unable to touch him while he rutted into you with force you've only seen him use when he was killing his enemies.
Lucifer was never a jealous man. He assumed he had no need to be. Yet his heart ached when he saw you happily chatting away with another powerful demon. By his side you were his soulmate, the love of his life, his Queen. His. You feel his teeth dig into your thighs as his cock pushes all the way into your mouth, silencing your whimpers and cries before he returns to your pussy, his long tongue shoved in deep, sighing as your taste overwhelms him.
Adam tells you that you're a stupid bitch if you think you could ever do better then him. You should be grateful to be his woman, to get his cock in your cunt every night, to get his seed in your womb and have the chance to give birth to his children. No other man should so much as glance and in your direction, let alone talk to you. But in case they don't get the memo he is petty enough to brag about fucking you to them.
Vox pulls you on his lap and keeps kissing you the whole time he's fucking his cock up in you. He makes it vibrate against your weak spot, watching in with a smirk as your eyes rolled back and showed you your own expression reflected in his screen. His claws dig into your thighs, keeping you from slipping off his lap, you're gonna stay there for his entire broadcast for all of Hell to see.
Valentino didn't expect any better from a slut like you. He likes you because you're a good slut, but you're also his slut. Not anyone else's, not even if they pay. Before he starts fucking you he called in the guys who flirted with you and told them to watch very closely, he'll show them all how you like being fucked. You hide your smile against his neck, clench your pussy around his cock, almost having pity for the poor souls watching what they can't have.
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silasours · 2 months
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ৎ⸝⸝⠀COCKWARMING ! —
#pairing : lucifer, alastor, vox, valentino, x gn reader. #cw : 18+ content, mdni. unprotected sex. edging. office sex. public sex. sub/power sub reader. no mentions of specific anatomy. vox is in an online meeting for work. touch starved lucifer. val blowing his smoke on you for fun. non proofread because it's six in the fuckin morning and I have not slept a wink. #summary : in which they keep themselves buried deep inside of you while being busied by other stuff. #note : save me, I've been writing nothing but hazbin smut lately. i should really start working on other shows.. alastor's a bit shorter than the others, can't really think of a solid idea for him and I wanted to get this out as soon as possible
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ʚ LUCIFER .
lucifer whines when you force him to focus on his unfinished work once again. he has been going back and forth from attempting to thrust into you, but you always found a way to press him down in his place firmly. he had some unfinished work that he left sitting in his office for almost a week now, and it irritated you. that's when you offered to cockwarm him while he worked, get him to finally get his hands on those unfinished works.
being absolutely touch starved, lucifer agreed without hesitation unaware of how miserable and impatient this will make him. his hand remain on his working desk, occasionally scribbling some words and a signature on the paper filled with printed words. he does his best to resist the urge to finally thrust into you, worried that you'd leave him unsatisfied if he doesn't do as he's told.
but there's a limit to how much he can contain himself, especially when he has you sitting on his lap with his cock stuffing you to the brim, when you'd tease him so often by clenching around him or moving your hips ever so slightly. lucifer whines every time, the hand that's placed on your hip squeezing on your flesh desperately.
"can i please.. just finish this up later?" his voice muffled from nuzzling his face into your shoulder, eyes closed shut to focus on the warmth engulfing his throbbing member. you let out a small chuckle, baring your teeth into his neck to draw out those pretty moans of his; his cock leaks pathetically inside of you.
"no can do, luci. you're not going to get whatever you want until you finish up." you pull away and tilt your head slightly, pressing a soft kiss onto his jaw while giving a quick glance at the papers sprawled across his desk. he's only halfway done with them. "you're doing pretty well, no? you're halfway done."
lucifer groans, annoyed as he picks up the pen from the desk again while reading through the papers. this time, you decide to tease him a little more instead of staying still. you connect your lips with his exposed neck, sucking on the sensitive skin as your hips slowly grind against his. you hear his breath hitch, his knuckles turning white from how hard he's gripping you.
your name spills out from his lips breathlessly, following with a whimper that you love so much. you carry on with your actions, dark marks gradually bloom all over his skin like breathtaking flowers. lucifer shifts to lay his forehead on your shoulder, shuddering from pleasure; you tug on his soft hair, firm enough to lift his head up from your shoulder.
"stay focused, luci. remember what's waiting for you to finish your work."
ʚ ALASTOR .
"oh, what a twist!" alastor exclaims with his eyes glued to the book he's reading, chuckling like you're not clenching down on his cock out of desperation. your eyes are teary as you turn to peek at the page he's on, frustration brewing in your chest. upon noticing your reaction, alastor laughs while moving his hand to cup your face, leaning in with a grin. "don't you agree, my dear?"
you groan, parting your lips further enough to drop his thumb into your mouth, biting down on it. alastor mutters a small "fiesty" before buckling up his hips, watching your eyes widen from the sudden pleasure that shoots up your veins. his arm tightens around your waist to stop you from squirming around excessively.
"put.. the fuckin' book down, a-alastor.." your nails dig into his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt, the back of your other hand hovering over your mouth with a frown on your face. alastor smiles in response, holding the book between the both of you now that there's a gap.
"why, it has only gotten interesting! patience is key, darling."
"it has been almost a whole fucking hour, alast-" your words get cut off by yet another harsh thrust of his hips, an uncontrollable moan slipping off your tongue. a low, barely audible grunt could be heard coming from alastor because of how you're squeezing around him like your life depends on it.
slowly, he places the book down, pushing two digits into your mouth as his sharp nails graze past your gums. your tongue swirls around them, gaze fixated on his that seems to be mocking your desperation. you grind your hips, wanting to feel more of that sensitive spot in you being stimulated by his tip brushing against it. alastor grunts every time you tighten around him, the feeling making his skin jump and his eyes close shut from the pleasure he receives.
you reach for the book to toss it aside, not allowing him any chance to get it back and return to what he was previously putting you through. he laughs at the action before getting cut off by yet another groan, a frown slowly finds its way to spread across his face despite the grin that remains on his lips.
"the book shall wait after all."
ʚ VOX .
the sound of vox's workers and colleagues echoes through his workplace, the source of it coming from the laptop that sits in front of him. he's holding an urgent meeting with them to discuss some things about work, yet you're here obediently sitting on him, cockwarming him. your arms hug his neck tightly, hands grabbing tightly onto his shirt while listening to him speak to the people in call.
you bite down every moan that builds in your throat, not allowing any sound to be heard by anyone but your partner. times when vox isn't discussing important matters, he leans into your ear to whisper praises, thrusting into you, and stops so suddenly when you're close to release.
he grins as you whine at the sudden loss of friction, skin flushed while feeling him draw lazy circles on your hips with his thumbs. he starts speaking again just when you're about to voice your frustration, drawing out a grumble from you. you stay there unattended, glancing at the part where the two of you connect; you're craving release, and you're done waiting.
with a steady pace, you move your own hips while holding onto his shoulders for support. vox's head snaps toward your direction, teeth gritting as he bites back the groans that threaten to leave his lips. he tries to hold you down, but his body betrays him and allows you to carry on with your movements. his head tilts back to lean against the headrest of his chair, the words that his workers speak gradually shifting to a blur in his mind.
"fuck, w-wait," his breath grows heavy, barely managing to keep his eyes open as you fuck yourself on his cock. you're supposed to be cockwarming him, not riding him. he has allowed you to the point of no return, how is he going to carry on with the meeting now? you grab him and connect your lips with his, drinking in his groans like how he does to your moans.
ignoring the calls of his name from the meeting, he pulls you closer by the waist as you grind yourself on him. it wasn't until he started getting annoyed by the meeting that he broke away from the kiss, strings of saliva still connecting your lips while his hand reached out to shut the laptop down. the room falls to a sudden silence, the only sounds that remain are your heavy breathing.
"you're gonna fuck up my company if this carries on," vox snickers before crashing his lips with yours again, hands holding onto your hips to thrust into you without anything holding him back this time.
ʚ VALENTINO .
you still can't process the fact that you're in valentino's studio with his cock buried deep inside of you while people walked around to work on set. valentino takes puffs from the cigarette he holds between his fingers, often ordering and even yelling at people as they rush to obey his commands.
nobody pays any mind to the both of you; in fact, they see it as something normal. after all, they're working for a porn producer, what is there not to be normal? you keep your face stuffed in the fluff of his coat, hands gripping tightly onto his outfit while still trying to adjust to how good he stretches you apart. everyone has just started working, and the set is still being prepared for a new film.
"you're tighter than usual my love, are you that excited to be around everyone?" he teases with a mocking tone, puffing out a wisp of pink smoke onto your flushed face. you lightly shake your head with a whine, the smoke that you inhale causing your vision to spin immediately. humming, valentino lifts your body up with the help of his lower pair of arms before roughly slamming you back down onto his cock. "I doubt that. you've always loved being fucking in public, no? look at you,"
you gasp, body tensing as a moan escapes your throat. you immediately bite down on your lower lip, eyes screwing shut while simultaneously having your body trembling under his hold. you don't want to draw too much attention to yourself, yet the idea alone excites you in an odd way that you never knew it would. noting your reaction, valentino continues repeating the action before stopping promptly, feeding himself with your choked back moans.
"keep looking pretty like that while i work, i'll have a reward waiting for you." you mewl at his words, giving him a weak nod while tugging onto his shirt. he takes another long drag from his cigarette before letting his gaze fall onto the prepared set displayed in front of him, eyes scanning for the stars of the show in the room.
he would moan softly into your ear whenever you clenched around him, teasing you with his mere voice and carrying on with his work. you don't complain, though, considering how you'll be fucked into a moaning mess once he's done with work.
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perplexedflower · 2 years
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SPN Drabbles - 10/14: New Emotions
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Fandom: Supernatural.
Category: F/M.
Relationship: Lucifer x Female Reader.
Type: Drabble.
Words: 550.
Chronology: Any season.
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"I think I'm having a feeling. How do I make it stop?"
I laughed hearing Lucifer's question and promptly cleaned my hands on my apron before exiting the kitchen and walking over to the living room; approaching the couch, I placed myself above his head, which was resting on the top of the sofa, and I set my elbows on each side of it.
"Who says you need to make it stop?" I asked with a bright smile as I looked down at his face, which appeared upside-down to me.
"Me!" He exclaimed with a pout. "I don't like it, it feels weird."
I chuckled while looking into his deep blue eyes, then placed the palms of my hands on his cheeks.
"Well, is it a good feeling or a bad one?"
"I dunno." He shrugged lightly. "I can't really tell the difference..."
I tilted my head a little and smiled lovingly at him.
"Well, don't worry. With time it'll become easier for you to tell feelings apart. You'll get used to it eventually."
I leaned forward and landed a gentle kiss on his lips, as my fingers slowly scratched his beard. I pulled away and when I opened my eyes again, I was faced with his loving smile.
"What's for sure is that I'm definitely getting used to this." He said as he rested a hand on top of mine.
I smiled back at him and was about to head back to the kitchen when he removed my left hand from his face to kiss its palm, making me freeze in place. I felt my cheeks redden as he gradually went up my arm, trailing a line of kisses on my skin.
"Luci..." I started in a quiet voice. "I have to head back to the kitchen, lunch isn't gonna make itself..."
"Eating is useless anyway." He said in-between two kisses. "Skip it."
"It's easy for you to say, you don't need to eat." I scoffed.
"Maybe, but..."
The more he kissed my arm, the more he turned his body backward and towards mine; he was almost facing me when I met with his eyes and read a burning desire in them.
"... Spending some time with me would mean you'd get to eat something anyway..." He sensually murmured against my skin. "It just depends on what type of meat you're hungry for right now..."
I could feel my heartbeat pounding in my chest and the atmosphere in the room becoming heavier; I remained immobile as Lucifer turned his body to me, standing on the couch on his knees. We were face-to-face as he reached out for my waist and pulled me closer to him, before undoing the knot of my apron and letting it fall to the ground. He cupped my face and shook his head slowly as he stared into my eyes with his electrifying blue ones.
"I'm having trouble understanding all the things I've been feeling since we got together, but one thing's for sure, I love you. And I want you."
He pressed his lips against mine and before I even knew it, I was on the couch, sitting on top of him. I pulled away from his kiss and slid a hand under his shirt as he squeezed my waist firmly.
"To hell with lunch."
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maopll · 1 month
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"Dearest...I think that's enough"
"No its not"
And there goes another few rounds where you smother your boyfriends face with tons of kisses. He brought you many lipsticks and lip gloss, so it is only right you try to see the shade that matches, right? the shade, which makes his face feel even more ethereal. The only correct way to let people know that you're his and he's yours.
"Hmm... I think this shade suits your face better!" You moved the ones which made his face look more delightful. Shades of pink, red, coral, and all.
He did say that the number of kisses you gave him till then were enough, but deep down, he craved more. The way your soft lips felt against his skin left him breathless. The way areas where your lips left left a tingling and burning sensation, which, rather than being unpleasant, was more exciting
What was even more addicting was the way you would gently cup his face with your hands and attack his face ferverently. This was best for both of you. You get to have the ego boost after smothering or rather painting his face with your kisses, and he gets access to your unlimited display of affection.
"There! Now that's more like it you look like my lover now" putting emphasis on the word, you were grinning from ear to ear while admiring your masterpiece. When you tried to get up from his lap though...
"Now now dearest I think it is my turn to get what I have been seeking"
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bro i’m going absolutely INSANE over alastor 😻😻
so, how about when lucifer comes by the hotel, he subtly flirts w alastors girl. alastor is on the verge of going apeshit and almost leaves charlie fatherless.
instead of murdering anyone, he decides to take his frustrations out on his darling, leaving bite marks and hickies on spots just visible enough for lucifer to notice next time he comes by..
a/n: im OBSESSED 😍😍
alastor immediately recognized lucifer as competition on multiple fronts. obviously, the king of hell was a threat in terms of power level, and alastor hated that. but alastor also quickly hated how charming the devil was.
upon meeting you, lucifer takes your hand and bows, placing a kiss on your hand as well. alastor's eye twitches, watching someone else put their dirty little hands and mouth on what is his. "my, what a pleasure. you're helping charlie? that's lovely! means i'll get to be seeing you around more, huh? she didn't mention such a pretty little thing was her hotel manager." lucifer speaks to you, a cool smirk on his face. he's clearly interested in you, and while alastor can't blame the man, he's seething with rage. clearing his throat, alastor takes a step towards you and reaches a hand out to lucifer in an attempt to shift his attention.
"alastor." he speaks, barely containing the anger in his voice. "it truly is an honor to be meeting you, sir." you raise a brow at the tense interaction going on in front of you but pay it no mind. lucifer gives alastor a tight lipped smile and shakes his hand. "ah, you as well. charlie has talked about you." you notice the way alastor glares at lucifer, yet keeps a smile on his face the entire time. lucifer turns back to you, putting a gloved hand on the small of your back. "now how's about a tour, hm?" he leans into your ear to whisper, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin.
behind you, alastor's horns grow and eyes redden, ready to risk it all in a fight with the devil and take out this whole god damned hotel if it meant lucifer never touched you again. "o-oh um, that's typically done by-" you start, but suddenly, charlie is running down the stairs with a panicked look on her face.
"heeyy dad! let's go this way, towards your room! it's late, you should rest." her smile is clearly fake, and you see her eyes dart from you to alastor and back to you. luckily, alastor reeled in his rage when the princess showed up and was back to his normal self on the surface. you can feel the energy coming from your partner, malicious intent painted all over his aura and you gulp. "al, c'mon... charlie's right."
alastor doesn't speak, but he follows you to your room for the night. the door is barely shut before alastor is lifting your legs and tossing you onto the bed. "care to explain why the fuck that little slimy king of hell was all over you?" he doesn't give you another moment to process before he's tugging your shirt over your head. "it's just harmless, al. you know i don't want anyone but you." you assure him, but alastor's teeth find your neck.
"i may trust you, darling, but i do not trust lucifer." his voice has a low growl to it that ignites your core. "but-" you gasp when alastor's mouth closes on the skin behind your ear, nipping it with sharp teeth. "no, because he and everyone in this place will know who you belong to." you shudder underneath of him, slight tinges of pain shooting down your spine at every nip and pull of your skin. alastor moves down your neck, leaving a trail of angry red and purple spots in his wake.
his tongue circles every bruise in an attempt to soothe your inflamed skin, but the marks just darken by the second. you hands dive into his hair, holding onto the silky strands. you feel alastor's body shudder as you circle the tufts of hair by his ears, making him press his hips to yours. "everyone in hell, my dear, is going to know that you're mine. not a single soul will ever try to touch you again." his breathing hitches, grinding his quickly hardening cock against your leg. you whimper when his teeth latch onto your collarbone, sucking hard and adding another welt to your skin.
"i want him to hear you." he hisses as he tugs your pants down over your ankles. its hasty, the way alastor frees his cock and pushes into your pussy, but you were more than ready for the intrusion. you cry out, suddenly being so, so full and alastor groans. "yes darling, just like that." your legs wrap around his waist, forcing every thrust just a little further until he's pounding at your cervix.
"d-don't stop sir." you gasp, eyes rolling into the back of your head while alastor's mouth latches onto the other side of your neck this time. "who do you being to?" he asks, hot breath fanning your skin. "y-you, alastor!" you whine, flexing your hips up to his in an attempt to build friction. "please, make me cum. only you feel so good." alastor peppers you in soft kisses now, ever grateful that you're willing to entertain the idea of letting lucifer know just who makes you feel like this.
alastor sneaks a hand between your bodies to rub skillful circles around your clit until your legs start shaking. "good, good girl. scream for me." he smirks when your tone shifts and he can tell by how tight you squeeze around his cock. "a-alastor fuck!" your body spasms, waves of pleasure rolling over you as you cum. alastor's orgasm follows shortly after, his teeth finding your skin once more as he spills deep inside of your pussy.
you have a brief moment of embarrassment when you think about just how loud you just were, your hand flying up to your mouth. alastor just laughs, placing a kiss on your forehead. "don't panic, my sweet. i think this little display will prove quite effective in keeping lucifers grubby little hands off of you." alastor pulls out slowly and carries you to a nice warm shower before tucking you in for the night.
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"jesus christ, did you get into a fuckin' fight with a bear?" angel laughs when you walk into the kitchen the next morning. you were covered in hickeys all the way down your neck, and you were barely walking straight. lucifer refuses to make eye contact with you, especially after alastor walks into the room shortly after. "good morning everyone!" alastor chirps, smirking at lucifer who rolls his eyes and sips his coffee.
"well, there's the bear..." husk mutters, earning a cackle from angel.
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