Torture is Despair, while Death is Peace

Hola! Finally, this story is worthy enough to be published TwT

Actually, this is just a story made for fun, it's been a long time, May 2022 to be precise. It contains a few headcanons that don't really interfere with the core of the story, also seasoned with some fanart to liven up the atmosphere UwU

Please forgive me if there are inappropriate word choices. Because I'm not good at English and asked for help from the internet to translate it :'

And I hope you guys like it :3

When Lucifer is Stressed

Obey Me: Shall We Date belongs to NTT Solmare Corp.

Story & art by Hali Tomorrow

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One day, at the residence of seven demon brothers, precisely in the corridor, someone could be seen casually whistling while walking through the hallway. Upon arriving at his destination, he stopped whistling and knocked on the door in front of him...

Knock knock knock

Mammon: It's me Mammon~

And he opened the door without waiting for the room's owner to answer...

Mammon: Yoo, Lucifer--

Lucifer: UGHHHHHHHH

Lucifer, the eldest and strongest demon among the seven demon brothers, was sitting at his quite spacious desk with piles of books and papers on it, massaging his forehead. From his furrowed brows, closed eyes, and downturned mouth, it seemed like he was under a lot of stress...

Mammon: Whoa, whoa, whoa! I know you don't like me, but do you really gotta COMPLAIN that hard?!

Lucifer: Mammon, I'm not joking...

Mammon: I ain't joking either, ya know?! I worked hard to lift my mood up and you brought it down so damn easily! Of course I'm serious about this!

Lucifer: ...I'm sorry

Mammon: Uh-oh, you don't often say sorry to me

Suddenly it was quiet. Lucifer stopped massaging his forehead and continued reading the papers on his desk one by one. Mammon, the second eldest brother who was famous for his love of money, didn't like the silence, but he didn't know what topic to discuss either...

Lucifer: What brings you here?

Mammon: --Ah, yeah! Of course, to help you out! (?)

Lucifer: ...?

Confused by his spontaneous response, Mammon could only continue his conversation...

Mammon: Ya! You know what? 'Cause my mood was so good earlier, I ain't gonna steal--cough--borrow your credit card today. Instead, I'll help you out with your problems!

Lucifer: ...

It seems like Lucifer doesn't believe Mammon's words, just like the perpetrator himself. Whatever he's thinking, he knows very well that his older brother doesn't like to have his feelings played with, yet he still offers something that could potentially turn against him...

Mammon: Oh come on! There must be something bugging ya right now! You can spill it to me! That'll help lighten your load a bit!

Lucifer: Hm... (leaning back in his chair)

Lucifer starts to go along with the flow he created. If continued, Mammon's life may be spared this time...

Mammon: What's got ya so stressed out like this? Hm, hm? ...Oh! Don't tell me you just realized that Lord Diavolo piled you up with too many tasks!

Oh no, he's bringing up the wrong person's name. This time Mammon's life got a red card...

Lucifer: ...That's not it

Mammon, who was already sweating a little, was surprised to hear that response...

Lucifer: ...It's not because of Lord Diavolo

Mammon: ...So?

Lucifer: ...It's about Satan...

Their fourth sibling, Satan, is famous for his hatred towards Lucifer. Of course, Mammon immediately understood what was happening...

Lucifer: He came here earlier

Mammon: Huh? What's his purpose in coming to see you?

Lucifer: Well...

FLASHBACK

[LUCIFER POV ON]

It was 2:00 AM and I was still awake at my desk with a pile of tasks that needed to be checked. It was very quiet, I could even hear the sound of my pen scratching against the paper very clearly.

Knock knock knock

I heard someone knocking on the door of my room. I assumed it was Mammon, but suddenly I hesitated because he didn't immediately burst in after knocking like he usually does. That person remained silent outside. Could it be Barbatos, Lord Diavolo's loyal servant? Or was it Lord Diavolo himself who came directly to my room? But why stay silence? At least he would call out to me so I could recognize him...

Knock knock knock

He knocked again. It seems I have to open the door for him. I approached the door and opened it. I was surprised to see who visited me so early in the morning like this...

He entered and sat on the couch near the entrance door, and I sat across from him. I was curious about his sudden visit. There must be a serious matter he wanted to talk about. But he remained silent in his place. Perhaps someone had to start the conversation...

Lucifer: What's wrong, Satan?

Satan: ...There's something I want to ask you

Lucifer: What is it?

Satan: Please tell me again... How was I born?

I didn't expect that question. We demons living in Devildom, even some angels and humans know that Satan hates this topic. He doesn't want to be associated with me who gave birth to him, certainly because he hates me. Even so, he sometimes appreciates me. So, to satisfy his curiosity, I started telling the story.

It started with me being angry at God's treatment towards me and my other siblings. I, an angel who fell from heaven and had become a demon at that time, couldn't forgive Him. Anger and resentment filled me, making me want to destroy something. Feelings of annoyance, envy, anger, disappointment, and desire for revenge gathered into one. I wanted to explode the entire universe. I gathered all the power I had, getting bigger and bigger, and boom

Everything was silent, making me sure everything was destroyed. When I opened my eyes, instead of seeing a black landscape, I saw a living creature with a human form, yellow-haired with emerald iris, horned and black-green tailed standing in front of me. He was proof of my anger that lived. Therefore, he was named Satan

He fell silent after listening to my story. Maybe he was trying to accept the fact that he was a part of me that he hated. I could understand him, so I let him struggle with his thoughts...

Satan: So... I am your child?

Lucifer: Yes, technically, I am your parent

He fell silent again. I wanted to tell him that this was not a good topic to discuss now, but he immediately spoke up...

Satan: Because you gave birth to me, that means you are my mom

Lucifer: I prefer if you replace that with father

Satan: ...Okay, Father

Lucifer: ...I take back my words. It feels weird when you call me that. Just call me like usual

Satan: Okay, Dad

Lucifer: ...

Satan: Dad?

Lucifer: ...Satan

Satan: ...Father

Lucifer: Satan!

Satan: Okay, okay, I'm sorry, MOM

Lucifer: SATAAAAAANNNNN!!!!!

[LUCIFER POV OFF]

FLASHBACK END

Lucifer: I don't understand his thought process. At first, he acted like everything was very serious, and he could also make me feel his tension. But in the end, he used the situation to make me very angry. I don't know what he wants...

Lucifer rubbed his throbbing temples while groaning. And he glanced at his interlocutor...

Lucifer: ...What do you think, Mammon?

The one being asked put his hands on his hips and covered his mouth with one hand...

Lucifer: ...Don't even try to laugh--

Mammon: --BWAHAHAHAHA!!!! You! Pfft! Satan--and he was--!! No wonder it was so noisy this morning! I thought something was up, but it turned out to be you two! Pfff--HAHAHAHA!! GREAT JOB! AWESOME! HAHAHAHAHA!

BONK!

Mammon got a bump on his head for his behavior earlier...

Lucifer: Still want to laugh?

Mammon: ...Sorry, Onii-sama... T^T

Lucifer: So, what do you think? What's wrong with Satan?

Mammon: Yeah, in my opinion, you're the stupid one

It seems like Mammon forgot about the bump on his head, that's why he could say it so casually...

Lucifer: What did you say?

Mammon: You're STUPID. Don't you remember what Satan has been saying all along?

Lucifer: ...Hah?

Mammon: "I'll do anything to make Lucifer angry." Don't you understand what that means?

Lucifer tried to remember Satan's distinctive words and began to understand...

Lucifer: ...To make me angry... he's willing to do anything... even suicide--

Mammon: Hey hey hey, you're overthinkin' it! And like you just said, to make you angry, he's willin' to do anything. Anything! So, it can be concluded that...

Mammon intentionally paused, asking Lucifer to continue his words...

Mammon: It can be concluded that Satan is...

Lucifer: Satan is what?

Mammon: Ahh, you ain't no fun to talk to. It can be concluded that Satan really likes to see you gettin' angry!

Lucifer: Oh...

Finally, everything makes sense. From his actions, attitudes, and words, it's very clear that Satan wants to make Lucifer angry all the time...

Lucifer: But what's the point of making me angry? He's the one who will suffer later

Mammon: Come on, you don't get it! The feeling of pleasure after making someone you hate angry is totally different from the feeling of pleasure you get when Lord Diavolo invites you for tea!

Lucifer: Why do you keep bringing up Lord Diavolo's name--

Mammon: The point is, Satan's gonna be happy seein' you gettin' all riled up!

Lucifer really wanted to hit the person who was currently in front of him for just cutting off his words. But the pain in his head made that intention buried...

Lucifer: Do you have any suggestions to make him stop doing that?

Mammon: Hmm... Let me think about it first...

There was a moment of silence until Mammon spoke again...

Mammon: Aha! How 'bout tryin' to stop bein' angry?

Lucifer: Stop being angry?

Mammon: Yep! When he does somethin' that annoys you, hold back your anger. He'll stop botherin' you 'cause you ain't givin' him the reaction he wants. Try showin' a different expression. Like...

Lucifer: ...Crying?

Mammon: Crying??

Suddenly, Mammon imagined a scene of Lucifer crying after Satan teased him in his head. It looked briefly like a little child whining because he was bothered by another child....

Mammon: Pfff--yeah, yeah! Just try it, pffft--!!

BONK!

Now the bump on Mammon's head has reached two levels, but he still keeps a serious face even though he's actually holding back the pain...

Mammon: No, no. Don't cry, that'll be weird... Oh! How 'bout laughing?

Lucifer: I don't think laughing is the appropriate response

Mammon: No! Just try it! Next time when Satan annoys you, don't get angry. Pretend that what he did actually makes you happy. And if possible, laugh it off! The point is, don't get mad 'cause your anger is like his daily meal

Lucifer fell silent, thinking about the success rate of Mammon's plan from his perspective. Meanwhile, the proposer of the idea started laughing for no apparent reason...

Mammon: Ahahaha, no doubt about it. This Great Mammon's strategy is unbeatable, yeah!

Lucifer: It doesn't seem like it will work

Mammon: --Hah?! Why don't you believe in Great Mammon's plan?! Everything that comes outta this mouth is always 100% facts! So believe me, after this, Satan's gonna stop botherin' you! This'll definitely work!

Lucifer: ...

Seeing him remain silent again made Mammon think that Lucifer still didn't trust him...

Mammon: Or do you wanna bet? If this plan works, give me 10 million Grimms. But if it doesn't, I won't borrow your credit card for a week. How 'bout it? Deal?

Lucifer: You know that's not equal at all

Mammon: Okay, okay. I won't borrow your credit card for a month

Lucifer: Not enough

Mammon: Then how 'bout two months?

Lucifer: Still not enough

Mammon: Three months

Lucifer: ...

This time Lucifer remained silent, giving Mammon a lazy look...

Mammon: Alright, alright! One semester! This is my last offer! Satisfied!?

Actually, Lucifer was really doubtful that Mammon's plan would work. But Mammon had worked hard to come up with this plan for him, maybe. Because Lucifer wanted to appreciate his hard work, he agreed to it...

Mammon: Great! Let's try it!

Lucifer: Now?

Mammon pulled Lucifer out of his room, intending to find Satan who seemed to still be inside their residence. And true enough, Satan was playing his D.D.D. in the living room, the place where the seven demon brothers often gathered...

Mammon: There he is! Satan!!

The one called immediately lifted his face from his D.D.D. screen...

Satan: Oh! Mammon and Lucifer! Perfect timing

Quickly, Satan got up from his seat and approached them...

Mammon: Whoa! What happened? Look at your eye bags! They're so dark! And your cheeks are bruised too, must be from Lucifer's loving slap, right? Hahaha!

Satan: Haha, never mind that. You should see my work instead

Mammon: Ohh, where is it?

Satan's D.D.D. screen showed a pink unicorn with Lucifer's face, jumping on a rainbow accompanied by a song...

Mammon: Bwahahaha!! This is sick! Hahahaha!! Lucifer, check this out!

Lucifer received the D.D.D. from Mammon and looked at what was displayed on the screen...

Mammon: Your editing skills are getting better and better! Hahaha! Nice, nice!

Satan: Thank you. That's my best work so far. I spent all my sleep time just for this

Mammon: Ohh, so that's why you've got bags under your eyes. I thought you couldn't sleep after getting beaten up by Lucifer this morning. Haha, keep it up~

Satan: Lucifer, what do you think?

Lucifer had been silent all this time, facing away from Mammon and Satan while staring at Satan's D.D.D. screen...

Satan: Lucifer?

Lucifer then lifted his head and turned to face them...

Lucifer: Ahahaha, I like this. Your works always amaze me. I love it. You are truly talented, Satan. I'm proud of you

Following Mammon's advice, Lucifer tried to control his anger and show his pleasure even though it was just pretend. Although that was the case, Lucifer rarely showed such a response. Of course, anyone who saw it was surprised. And that was Satan's expression now. Mammon was also equally surprised, but he gave a thumbs up

Mammon glanced at Satan beside him, wanting to see his reaction that matched his prediction. He smiled in victory. However, that smile slowly faded as Satan's face turned red...

Mammon: Hey, Satan! Why are you--!

As fast as a cat scratches, Satan snatched his D.D.D. from Lucifer's hand and ran towards his room. Lucifer and Mammon watched him leave while blinking a few times...

Lucifer: What's wrong with him? Ah, Mammon, I'm sorry for doubting you earlier. You were right. Seeing his reaction earlier made me feel better. In that case, I'll continue my task. Thank you very much

Lucifer also went to his room. Meanwhile, Mammon was left frozen in the living room...

Mammon: ...Looks like he hit his head on something this morning... Ah! That's right! I won the bet! Yeahh! Hey, Lucifer!! Where's my 10 million Grimms?!

Mammon chased after Lucifer and got a punch right in the face

END

Hola amigos! Thank you for reading my first Obey Me fanfic🤧🤧🤧

It's great to be able to share stories with everyone. This can also be an encouragement for us to be loyal to OM and create other interesting works UwU

Actually, I have another OM fanfic that I could share, but I don't think it's fit for publication yet. So please wait patiently, it's very likely that next year I'll be able to post it :'D

That's all from me and thank you so much!!💖💖💖

BONUS

Satan's failed edit:

Literally like 2 weeks off but HAPPY BIRTHDAY, I hope you had a great day :))

Absolutely not bothering me, I’m very happy to do your request, consider it your v v late bday present x

As it’s taken me so long, I decided I will only do Lucifer and Satan because I literally cannot find the time to write Fanfics now a days and your request has just been sitting in my drafts for weeks now. I’m sorry ! This will also be in 2 different parts as it came out much much longer than expected, and scrolling through this would be an utter nightmare. Hope you don’t mind that again !

MC Who Wants to Be Pleasured for Their Birthday (Lucifer)

WARNING: NSFW // Smut

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When you told him your request, this lewd smirk appeared on his lips. He grabbed your hand and kissed it, looking into your eyes and leading you to his bedroom. He locks the door behind him then walks quickly towards you, kissing you passionately as he runs his hand over your cheek to knot into your hair, pulling you closer towards him by your waist, so close that you’re practically flush against him. His tongue swirling around in your mouth, shifting his knee so it’s between your legs.

He walks you backwards towards his bed until you hit the footboard, then disengaging from the kiss, pushing you onto the bed as he stares down at you, listening to you whimper his name. His fingers begin to unbutton his shirt, throwing it away to the side of him and crawling on top of you, his knee remaining between your thighs as his hand travels down your body, his tongue continuing to explore the insides of your mouth. He stops at the hem of your shorts, peeking his fingers underneath it, making you gasp and bite onto his lips to which he gives your thigh a harsh squeeze and runs his other hand up your shirt, pinching your nipples between his fingers, making you moan onto his lips.

You feel him smirk as he stops. “I want you to undress yourself for me, MC” You quickly obey as you watch him desperately unbuckle his belt, his eyes never leaving you as you pull all your clothes off for him then toss them across the room next to his disregarded shirt. He climbs back on top of you, pinning your wrists at either side of your head, his eyes running down your body as he uses one of his fingers to trail down your torso, giving you shivers down your spine.

His fingers stop when they reach your pants. He looks you in the eye and kisses down from your ear to your collar bone, leaving his mark on you, his hand rubbing at your crotch making you squirm underneath him and arousal swarm between your legs. “Does that make you feel good?” You nod vigorously and struggle against his grip, desperately trying to grab onto him. He laughs under his breath as he rubs at you a bit harder, watching your face twist in pleasure.

He connects his lips to your neck once again and bites down, making you yelp, the touch from his fingers in your pants overstimulating you until it feels like you’re choking on your own breath. “Take them off” He whispers in your ear, guiding your hand towards his protruding erection. You gulp audibly as you get on your knees and pull down his boxers, his cock springing up, only inches away from your face. His hand wraps around your neck, pulling your face closer to his member, a smirk on his face. You eye it up and down, almost drooling at the sight of his length.

You start trailing your tongue up his cock, swirling your tongue along the tip, hearing small groans come from Lucifers as his grip tightens. You take him all into your mouth, his cock touching the back of your throat causing you to gag. His groans get louder, circulating about the room around you, his hand firmly positioned on your neck, reminding you he’s in full control. “You feel so good, my dear MC” His words made you crave him even more and immediately a rush of desire filled you up inside as you teased his tip with your kisses, rubbing your hand up and down his cock, watching him squirm in pleasure.

You saw something in him snap as he pushed you down, grabbing his cock and positioning it at your hole. You could practically hear his heartbeat pound in sync with yours as he slowly pushed his way into your body, the sudden tightness of you making him bite his lip. Your head and eyes rolled back as his entire length was deep inside you. You moan his name weakly as he starts to move, pleasure indulging you. His hand was securely attached to your hip, his nails digging into your skin as he pounds into you, gradually picking up pace, enjoying the sounds of your arousal as the once silent room was filled with squelching and lewd noises.

He picks up your hips, pushing you against his crotch for a better angle, your legs on his shoulders as he reaches your G-Spot. He leans down to kiss you passionately, still perfectly hitting your sensitive areas with his cock. He nibbles on your ear, watching your cheeks glow red and your tongue part between your lips. It was truly the most attractive sight he’s ever seen.

A/n: Hello everyone! Back with some Lucifer x MC smut this time because why the fuck not? I’m not sorry for this smutfest lol.

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Pairing: Lucifer x MC (Ariadne Kondos)

Rating: Explicit (18+ Audiences)

Content Tags: Sex Pollen, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Daddy Kink, Blow Jobs, Aphrodisiacs, Creampie, Breeding, Fingering, Mentioned Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut

Summary: MC (Ariadne Kondos) is affected by a native plant-based spore-transmitted aphrodisiac. Lucifer comes to her rescue.

Prompt: Vibrator | Hand Restraints | Sex Pollen

Word Count: 1,710

Note: Find the prompt list I am following here.

AO3 Link

Genre: fluff, ig? slight smut in the end.

Fandom: obey me!

Prompt: you find yourself in a fake relationship, and now you're introducing your "boyfriend" to the demom brothers. they don't take it so well, especially lucifer.

Warnings: mentions of drinking, mentions of harassment and stalking, they make out in the end, reader's gender is unmentioned for your imagination (and inclusion).

lucifer takes another swig of his whisky, a slight burning sensation lingering on his throat. no matter the amount of alcohol he consumed that night, he couldn't escape the bitter feeling that was left inside his chest.

the two of you have been hitting it off pretty well for the past few weeks, if he could say so himself. the harmless complimenting and the subtle glancing had turned into ardent flirting and shows of affection overtime. you two were finally going somewhere with your mutual pinning, or so he thought.

lucifer didn't think his small (not so small) crush on you would lead anywhere, really. nor did he think you would reciprocate his infatuation. but with all the friendly interactions you had of late, anyone would assume you two were together in a romantic light.

now look, lucifer prides himself as a person. he was assertive, efficient, productive, level-headed and the voice of reason when stress is most prominent. but as a lover? lucifer wasn't so sure. he assumed you'd like someone more jolly and eccentric like mammon or someone more confident and charismatic like asmodeus. he didn't expect for you to even spare him a second glance when it came to the dating game. lucifer was a busy man after all, and he wasn't the most expressive when it came to emotions; not very ideal for a lover.

but what lucifer also did not expect was for you to bring home a common demon boy and introduce him as your significant other.

let's just say that all the built up tension and courting were all ruined by a single dinner party.

you had gathered all the demon brothers earlier that morning, claiming you had an important announcement to make. you went as far as inviting diavolo and his loyal butler, barbatos, to spend the evening over for dinner. they thanked you for the invitation, but they unfortunately, could not attend because of their hectic schedules.

lucifer, on the other hand, was more than happy to accept your invitation (though he was quick to cover up the smile he held when you came up to him). seeing as he already lives under the same roof as you, anways. his happiness would soon be diminished and grinded into dirty, pathetic, dust, though.

lucifer's eyes narrow as mammon's loud laughter bounces off the walls of the dining room. lucienne, your "boyfriend", had managed to crack the demon up with one of his silly stories about a strange elderly wizard that sold expensive medication made out of fairy wings that turned out to just be bedazzled dragon fly wings. he worked wonders with the avatar of greed, considering the fact that just a moment ago, mammon was cursing in jealousy and resentment as you sat with your newly introduced boyfriend.

luficer would've told mammon to shut up, but he feared saying something far more vulgar out of anger. the previous tension was already eased into a more domesticated athmosphere (credits to lucienne's charm and humor), lucifer didn't want to ruin dinner for his brothers, and especially not for you.

i mean, lucifer felt betrayed, he felt used and-- and played. how could you lead him on like this? but deep inside, he knew there was something else. he felt disappointed, he felt defeated, he felt crushed, he wished he'd done something sooner before this lucienne stole you away from him.

but anyways, back to the dinner party.

"you seem unusually quiet, lucy." asmo teases from across lucifer's seat. the phrase seems to capture everyone's attention, all eyes now on the grimacing and glaring lucifer.

"asmo's right, you haven't uttered a word since lucienne arrived, lucifer. is something wrong?" you chime in, causing lucifer to perk up. the thought of you worrying about his state sent sparks into his heart, but they were quick to disappear when lucienne asks him the same question.

"i'm fine." he replies to your concern, unable to hide the venom that strung on to his words. this only causes asmodeus to snicker, and leviathan to sink deeper into his seat. everyone else watches in concern as lucifer downs another glass of demom whiskey. you're about to ask him again, unsure about his reply, but he stops you before you could even form a word.

"i said i'm fine."

the air is tense, until eventually, mammon gasps out of nowhere. "don't tell me! lucifer is jealous!!~" he repeats in a sing song manner, only irking lucifer even further. no one else speaks up, the whole situation akward enough.

after a while, though, lucienne speaks up. he gestures at mammon, especially. hoping to stop the demon from escalating the situation. "hey mammon, wanna hear about that one time i accidentally professed my love for my eight grade math teacher?" mammon only settles back into his seat, ready for another laughing fit. the avatar of pride snaps at this, slamming his fists down the table before abruptly excusing himself with a "i have something to do."

he spares you one last glance. his heart aching with guilt from the way you had lowered your head in shame. lucifer didn't want to make you feel like he owned you, or that you weren't allowed to be with someone else... he just, he has enough reason to justify his anger right now and he really wants to dwell in it. he turns his head away from you, biting his lip to contain the guilt and pain that was threatening to seep out. he doesn't turn to look back as he walks away from the dining room in long and rushed strides.

lucifer walks down the dark hallways of lamentation, familiar with every nook and cranny the mansion had. he sighs in relief as his palm reaches out for a familiar door. it creaks as lucifer walks into his room, sounding just as glum as lucifer is.

he heads straight to his paperwork, silently hoping that they would provide him some sort of comfort. he tries to focus on anything but the thought of you or your unavailability, his mind barely processing any of the words that were printed out in front of him. he groans, his hands pulling on his jet black hair in frustration.

i mean, he should've expected this. lucienne was everything lucifer thought you would love. funny outgoing, caring, expressive, charismatic, a smooth talker and he looked at you with utmost respect and admiration. i mean, who in their right mind would choose old-schooled lucifer over the flawless lucienne?

you deserve lucienne and although lucifer thinks that no one in the three realms could ever deserve to call you theirs, he still thinks that lucienne is more deserving of you than lucifer could ever be. what were you doing to the poor demon? he was never one to admit defeat like this, and he especially wasn't the type of person that'd lower themself like this.

his rollercoaster of thoughts are interrupted by a gentle knock on the door. his ears already familiar with this particular knocking pattern. he can't help but straighten himself up, suddenly aware of the way his hair is all sprawled out. he slicks it down with saliva, muttering a small "enter" soon after he finshes checking on his appearance.

his mood lightens just a little bit at the sight of your face. as much as lucifer wants to hate you right now, he couldn't possibly feel that way towards you. never, not in a quadrillion light years.

you sit down in front of him, a genuine look of concern on your face. this makes lucifer visibly frown, catching you a bit off guard. "i wanted to talk to you about something, lucifer." his eyes grow curious and a bit hopeful, wishing it were about something that would distract him from the current situation or give him even the tiniest bit of closure.

"it's about lucienne." and once again, you manage to crush all his hope with only a few words. lucifer swears that if he hears that name one more time, he would personally shove your lovely boyfriend down the deepest depths of the underworld.

you watch his brows furrow and his fist tighten on his quill. lucifer looks far from happy to hear you talk about your significant other right now. "look, i know you'd rather not hear about lucienne again, but it's really really important and i want you to just hear me out. just this once, please?"

lucifer couldn't stand the pleading look you were giving him. your puppy eyes were a weapon that you used on him often, and they always managed to work. a tired sigh leaves his lips, if it meant getting it over with then he'd listen. "fine," he snaps, not before rubbing at his temple in obvious distress. he's said fine, but his body language told you otherwise.

"someone's kind of harassing lucienne at the moment. stalking him, giving him unwanted gifts and constantly professing their love for him when he's told them multiple times that it made him uncomfortable. they're an admirer of some sorts. i'm posing as lucienne's lover in hopes that they'd back off for a while, but i wanted to see if you and diavolo could do some actual help. it's worrisome, really. and it's been stressing lucienne out for the past couple of weeks. pretending to be his significant other is the most i can do for him, i hope you understand."

lucifer only freezes in shock, guilt washing over him all so suddenly. you call out for him, effectively snapping him out of his short daze. of course you'd offer to help lucienne out, you've always been a kind person. in lucifer's eyes, atleast. he coughs into his hand, avoiding eye contact with you as he degrades himself for his previous selfishness.

"of course, i'll do my best to make sure this harasser is punished. the school and i will ensure that lucienne won't be seeing this stalker anytime soon. just keep supporting him like this, i suppose. tell him he can sleep here for the night. thank you for informing me about this." you smile at lucifer's response, relief overwhelming your senses. if this meant that lucienne was finally going to be safe and unbothered, you were overjoyed.

you jump at lucifer, thanking him, all the while, squeezing the life out of him. his heart races impossibly fast at the gesture, and you can't help but smirk at the red that tainted his cheeks. "just so you know, i still like you. and only you, lucy."

his breath comes to a halt. he was no longer able to contain the butterflies that crowded his stomach; shock and well, pure bliss apparent on his face. "does this mean i can kiss you?"

"do anything as you please."

lucifer lunges at you. capturing your lips into a hungry and impatient kiss. his hands roam all over your torso, looking for anything he could hold onto. he settles for your waist and you drape your hands over his shoulders. heaven knows how long he's been waiting for this moment.

he manages to stumble through his room, leading you two to his bed. you part as he pushes you down to sit at the end of his king sized bed. he grins at the sight of you, disheveled and thirsty for more. the avatar of pride couldn't help but be excited for the faces you'll make in the unholy endeavors he's planning for you. he'll devour you, tear apart every innocent limb you have in your body. his imagination runs wild as he thinks of the many ways he'd mark you as his, exhibit you to the world and spread you wide open for his contenders to see. for them to know just how pathetic and needy lucifer could make you in an instant.

he bends down to kiss you again, pushing against your tounge with his own. he squeezes your thighs, digging his nails deep into the skin under the cloth still covering you. groans and grunts leave your lips as he countinues to caress your plush thighs.

as you two part, panting, a newfound possessiveness overtakes lucifer's eyes.

Oooh, i like this and also for this fic, i chose the bois who are more on the dominant side but if it gets a good review i will do the rest

WARNING: Mentions of sex

Ok without further a do , here it is

Lucifer

He's busy

From what you may ask

From hanging mammon in the living room ceiling

And you just wanted peace, so you ain't getting near that shit

In addition your favourite author updated her blog with the request you made

So it's time to get readin

You aren't an angel you are far from that, and it's obvious from your request

"A noncon Lucifer x reader smut with public degradation"

The author even called you a sinner in the header of the story

It'd be bad if anyone saw you reading this, so you decided to go to your room and read it on the bed, your stomach in contact with the bed

Maybe from excitement, you forgot to lock the door

A good 2 minutes have passed and you are getting to the most intense part

Rawr

With the level of concentration you have on what you're reading, you didn't realized lucifer knocked and seeing how you weren't answering, he let himself in

Finding you plopped on the bed with a stupid grin on your face

Now that got him curious

What could you be reading for it to warrant such an expression

So he went to your side, making sure you don't notice him and you should've seen his face when he saw

"You like that, don't you slut"

"Lucifer pls, i wanna cum"

What in Diavolo's name are you reading woman

He was quick to call you out, a stern look adorning his face

You quickly jumped on your feet, now face to face with lucifer, you quickly tossed your phone in hopes he didn't see anything, but by the look of that face it's safe to say he did

"Uhm luci, how long have you been standing there" you asked already fearing for what's to come

"Long enough for the woman in that story to cum" he replied

By this point you hung your head low, already rehearsing the line of apologies you ought to say

But before you can do any of that

The prideful demon lifted your chin with one hand, making you have eye contact with him

"If you wanna get railed that badly, you should just say so. I'll be more than willing to take your abilities to walk for weeks" he stated, words laced with lust

Satan

You were both in his room reading

Him reading on a book and you on your DDD

Scrolling across tumblr, you came across a oneshot fanfic that depicts the sins mainly wrath, and living with the actual sin got you curious about the content

You somehow skipped the tags and went to reading

You missed the tags: dubcon and cockwarming

The start was really well written and it got you engrossed to continue reading, half way through it started to get steamy that's when you realized it was smut

You could feel your face heat up, this made you side eye your boyfriend ensuring he doesn't suspect you of anything

But who are you trying to fool, it's satan

He noticed you side eyeing him but kept quiet

You went back to reading and things just got steamier by the minute, you can't help but gulp

You failed to notice how satan stood up and went behind you also reading the sinful shit you're currently reading

You finished the entire onsehot and was about to scroll away when

"You should check, maybe there's a sequel"

You quickly turned around at the voice behind you and you could feel all the colors in your face to disappear

"not gonna check it?" he's obviously teasing you

"how long have you been there" you said completely embarrassed

"hmmm, from the" ugh satan, i wanna move, you're so big" he so shamelessly said in a high pitch voice

You wanna die

You could feel your soul leaving your body

You quickly covered your face with your hand

Satan chuckled at your state, he quickly sat beside you plopping you on his lap, you straddling him

You don't have anymore energy to protest, you just hid your face in the crook of his neck

20 minutes later

"S-satan, i w-wanna move" you pleaded, him buried deep inside you

"you forgot the" You're so big" part" he teased

"shut up"

Asmodeus

You and Asmo are out shopping

And now you are currently changing from one outfit to another while Asmo compliments and rate how good it looks

"how about this" you emerged from the changing room showing the demon a pure white dress designed with lace that captures your angel like features

"Oooh, you look just like an angel dear" asmo fangirled "wait lemme take a photo" asmo added

He quickly opened your phone already knowing the password and tried to click the cam when he accidentally opened wattpad, and now displaying the fic you red before you went out with him

Luck wasn't on your side since the first words he saw from that fic was

"I'll breed you till dawn, until your belly is full with my children"

He wanted to read more when your voice brought him back to reality

"Asmo, come on what's taking so long, take the pic" you whined

He quickly took the photo, acting like he just didn't see anything

"Mc, why don't you try this one next" he said handing you a black laced strap dress

"isn't this too sexy"

"it's fine, just try it"

With no more complaints, you went into the changing room and started undressing

The moment you are only left with your underwear, asmo came inside

"What the heck, get out asmo"

"I'm sure you don't want that, I'm still gonna breed you until your belly is full with my children" he said caging you between him and the mirror behind you

You remembered that what he said was from the fic you were reading

You were stunned, shocked, and totally embarrassed

Seeing your reaction, asmo quickly started a full make out session

"If you were into breeding that much, I'd be happy to fill you up dear" he seductively said

But you were already fucked dumb to comprehend anything he was saying

P. S.: You guys had to buy the dress since it was covered in semen🤷‍♀️

Diavolo

Do you want him to do this

You went to the bathroom and he just got back from a meeting with lucifer and here's your phone on the bed still open on the fic

At first he was like "awe, it's me" but then when he scrolled down he was met with a lot of "ugh, nghh, squeak, tremble, thrust, creak" and a lot more

He scrolled back to the very top part and he was shocked by those tags

:edging/orgasm denial, finger sucking, dumbification, hard fuck

Are you into this shit

Your love making has always been on the vanilla side

He doesn't wanna go that hard knowing he might break you

But seeing this it made him rethink his choices, did you wanna be fucked hard

While he was mulling over this new development, you stepped out of the bathroom, a towel covering your frame

Your eyes quickly darted towards your phone on his hand

You were quick to grab it but Diavolo was quicker he put it out of reach

"MC, be honest with me, do you wanna do these" he asked referring to what was on the phone

You were silent for a good minute but you eventually muttered a yes

Damn, you should have said that from the start cause if he knew he didn't have to hold back, he would've already knocked you up

He quickly grabbed your wrist and laid you on the bed with him on top

Wonders happened that night cause the next day, you can't walk, your mouth was dry, it was sore down there and you feel like you had enough of s*x for an entire year

"maybe a little restraint would be nice" you said to your boyfriend who was just glowing, the total opposite of your wrecked state

A/N: Ok i just wanna say jsdjsjcisjdhddhksj

This was the first fic I wrote that spiraled my problems, aaaaaaand now I cant stop.

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Lucifer x Female MC

Summary:

“We’ll continue this later” He says in a voice that’s very soft, but just a tiny bit husky. I must have been standing there in awe, for the 4th time now, as he shot me a look when the door began to open and Barbatos came back in with refreshments. But inside I was screaming “Wait there’s more?!” My mind was racing, what more is he planning to give me, am I going insane?

Later, alone…

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep my hands off you?”

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i didn’t add asmo because he makes me uncomfortable

Sex headcannons 

Lucifer

He likes slow passionate sex

He doesn’t get a lot of chances to be alone with you because of how much work he has so he likes to take things slow when he does

He loves to hear when you let out hot breathy moans of his name

Of course he likes to please you but when he’s had a particularly hard day he just likes to have a slow bj and a back massage

Contrary to popular belief I don’t think he’d like you interrupting his paperwork with sex whether it’s a bj or not he likes to take care of work first then play

He can be wild and out of control but he mostly likes to be collected when he has sex as with everything

Yes he’s a sadist but not whips and ball gags type he doesn’t like all that stuff, he thinks it’s crude 

He likes to cause you pain but no more than you can handle, expect strict rules about safe words if you don’t have safe words he will refuse to bdsm even if it takes away from his own pleasure

Of course he likes the honorifics such as being called daddy or master but he likes hearing his name most, he likes hearing you call out for him and no one else 

summary: Lucifer have been tricked by some witches and fed sex pollen, and those poor, poor babies have gotten an itch that needs to be scratched. One that only you can satisfy. cw: nsfw, magical aphrodisiacs in the form of sex pollen, dubcon, gloves, fingering. word count: 1.8k

Lucifer’s been trying to avoid it all day. It’s beneath him to be overwhelmed by lust but it’s…too intense for him and gets in the way of his work. He has no choice but to solve this problem, and he does it by seeking you out. 

The more he walks, the harder it gets for him to breathe. The pleasure is too intense that it affects his bodily capabilities. His eyes are dilated and he’s sweating and shaking, his breathing haggard. When he finally finds you alone in your bedroom, he can’t help himself. 

He goes straight for you and kisses you forcefully, tongue slipping in between your lips until he manages to push past your teeth with ease. You are shocked and not used to being kissed, especially not by Lucifer, of all people!

The book in your hands is ripped from your grasp and tossed aside. He pushes you down roughly, lips interlocked the entire time. His kiss is less of a kiss and more of him trying to devour you, desperate to feel every inch of you beneath his touch. You try and push him away but he isn’t letting go so easily. The waves of pleasure encompassing his body, running through his very veins make it nearly impossible for any other thought to cross his mind. He is consumed and only focused on feeling you underneath him. His lips move against yours hungrily as his hands slide over you, caressing and groping you up. A moan slips out of your mouth as he begins to kiss down your neck and shoulders. You want desperately to escape from him but at the same time can’t seem to find it within yourself to move away. 

His hands begin to move downwards and he pulls away momentarily. He rests his forehead against yours, breathless as he tries to catch it. His face is contorted with lust, sweat dripping down his forehead. He looks almost inhuman with the intensity of his emotions. 

Aaah I'm really happy you like them 🥺

And I was hoping for someone to request something for Lucifer! So thank you for that 💕

This one's a bit shorter, but I really hope you still enjoy what my goldfish brain managed to come up with for him

Gentle moments with Lucifer

Lucifer isn't only proud of the things he does himself. He's also incredibly proud of your achievements. No matter how small they might be.

And when he catches you alone, he'll never miss out on telling you how well you did or how proud he is of you. Which is usually accompanied with a kiss to your head or temple.

While he's not too big on PDA, he'll still never say no when you want to hold his hand or express that you want him to wrap an arm around you. The happy gleam in your eyes enough to make him feel all warm.

When he takes you out in dates, nothing is ever good enough. He'll make sure to take you to the best restaurants, treating you like royalty. Because to him, you definitely are.

Should you mention that you'd like to go on a date in the human realm, he'll talk to Diavolo to make it happen. No matter where you want to go, he'll take you there.

Those are also the moments where he shows his romantic side. Doing the most cliché things you could imagine. Romantic dinner in Paris? You bet. Wine tasting with a walk through beautiful fields in Italy? Absolutely.

Those times he also won't ever hesitate to keep you close at his side. His hand either holding yours or resting on the small of your back. Either way, he's always touching you in one way or another.

During movie nights with his brothers, he insists on you sitting next to him, with his arm wrapped around your shoulders. And if you should fall asleep, leaning into his side? He'll wrap you up in a blanket until the movie is over and then carry you to bed.

As much as he pushes himself, staying up late to finish paperwork, he'll make sure you get to bed at a reasonable time. After all, getting enough rest is important. And he wants to make sure you won't get sick due to exhaustion. Your well being is one of his top priorities.

In return, you're probably the only one who can easily talk him into going to bed with you. Just mention that you'll be cold and lonely without him and he'll melt, even if he might not show it all too much.

Not to mention that he always sleeps best with you in his arms. The warmth you provide soothing and helping him to forget about all his worries and problems for the time being.

Whenever he feels like he needs a recharge, he usually goes to you for some much needed hugs and kisses. Always claiming that it gives him enough energy to continue his work.

Sometimes he'll also ask you to just sit with him, while he works. Either next to him or, when he needs extra motivation, he'll pull you into his lap and refuses to let go for quite some time.

Masterlist

If you'd like to get added to the tag list, please let me know 💕

I keep forgetting what I've done, so here it all is.

Where would u fuck the obey me boys if they were ur househusband?

What the obey me boys are like public vs private

Shit I call the Obey Me characters

Brats, baby boys, both

When the Obey Me boys use the title of "Master"

Obey me boys reaction to u tellin 'em to kneel

Obey me boys "i beg to differ" "then beg"

Obey me boys reation to Mc "heavy petting" them in public

Obey me boys, hard n fast or soft n slow?

Things to do to/with Mammon on his birthday

Is good so u praise them or Is a brat so u beat they're ass or both

Obey me boys reaction to u hittin their sweet spot

Obey me boys w a milking schedule

Where would Mc throw the Obey Me boys so they can fuk em senseless?

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Lucifer x f!Reader

Rating: E for Everyone

Warnings: Sad reader; Spilled coffee; Crying; A demand for Lucifer cuddles;

Word Count: 2123

Notes: So very many hugs to @crystal13unny for being so patient while waiting for this. You are absolutely the best and I love you 💕

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last chance for the kids to look away. (gn!mc ofc because everyone deserves love and also tw drinking and general sexual themes).

lucifer

wanting to be protected. and to protect your lover. a comforting hand on the the small of your back. the smell of smoke and cinnamon. the warm feeling of alcohol in your belly. 

dinner dates in high class restaurants. feeling hot from wine and your lover’s feet searching yours underneath the table. the inherent erotism of being undressed by your lover, cold hands on warm skin, hot breaths on the back of your neck.

tired forehead kisses at 3am. working on the sofa and falling asleep cuddled together. waking up with neck pains in the morning. 

worshipping the body of your lover. opening up to them enough to let them worship yours too. accepting softness and kindness. a trail of small kisses filled with promise.

leather and lace. pain mixed with pleasure. tied hands. blinded eyes. overwhelmed senses. 

surrendering yourself completely and learning love can heal. the excitement  of being bare and being caught in your fall in strong and steady hands. gratefulness. 

mammon

the night sky. the warmth of your lover’s skin on top of yours making you forget the coldness of the hood of the car at your back. putting on music to hide your moans but being too loud anyway. 

drinking up the gasps from your lovers lips as you ride them from above. letting your body pull out sweet moans with each move. the smell of sweat, leather and high class tobacco.

being protective in public. being jealous and calming your lover with sweet words and hot kisses. ending up with your back against the closest hard surface to show them you’re theirs. here. now. and always. 

devouring and being devoured. wanting everything your lover has. giving yourself fully raw, naked and without hidden intentions.

leviathan

the shared excitement you feel after coming home from a concert. the kisses you share as a thank you for existing in your lover’s life. for being able to experience so much together. 

sharing warmth under the cold water. underwater kisses. feeling like the only people in a vast ocean. salt on your tongue and on your skin.

roleplaying as your favorite 2d lover. becoming somebody else for a few minutes and enjoying the change and the excitement that brings. 

being able to love another even if you don’t love yourself first. being accepted for who you are. taking slow steps towards loving yourself too. growing together and maturing emotionally. 

satan

kissing behind an open book with the silence of the library around you. sitting on the floor in a hidden nook behind a bookshelf with your lover in your lap as you exchange sweet whispers and secret jokes.

exchanging power. being dominated and dominating. showering your lover with kisses on the bruises you made yourself. teasing words, mischievous glances. the delicate brush of fur against your skin. making poetry fueled by desire against burning loins.

drinking up tears of anger. finding comfort in your lover’s arms.

letting love bring calm and peace. accepting an extended arm to steady yourself in the mist of a hurricane. finally feeling unwavering and alive.

asmodeus 

hot neon lights on your skin. the scent of flesh and sweat and alcohol. grinding your bodies together in the need to become one. hot whispers on the back of your exposed neck. ear bites and neck kisses. fucking against the bathroom door hot and fast and hard. adrenaline and alcohol rushing in your veins.

soft touches in a bath smelling like roses and the scent of your lover. washing each other’s hair. confessions shared in moments of domestic bliss. cuddling in the water until the skin on your fingers gets puckered.

taking pictures to capture the perfect moment when your lover was laying on your silk sheets smelling like dewy petals in the summer. teasing fingers sketching your contours. making love by candlelight. 

not having to put up appearances. being seen as more than a pretty body or a pretty face. emotional sex.

beelzebub

the thrill you during a high intensity workout. sweaty post workout kisses. quick fucks in the gym showers.

late night snacks that end up in licking whipped cream from your lovers chest. cherry tongue kisses. soft whines slipping between clenched fingers. having to keep quiet in the stillness of the night.

the smell of honey and sun warmed skin. licking the melting ice cream off your lover’s fingers. letting them have a taste of their own skin.

being eaten alive. soft light kisses and hot lips fanning your flame. curious tongues intertwining. mixing two tastes into one. 

being understood on a deeper level. being seen as more than a cliche. being more than just another option.

belphegor

seeing stars on earth. feeling smothered by hot blankets and love. the coldness of the moon on your skin after you sweated out your lust. 

teasing fingers on your thigh underneath the dinner table. making elaborate plans for getting away early from parties. ditching them and escaping through a back entrance. innocent lies said with honesty.

falling in bed together after a tiring day and remaining cuddled, unmoving and full. the smell of home and fresh bedsheets.

hidden moans echoing in an empty room at night. feeling your lungs full of air. finding release. being too lazy to clean your mess and falling asleep in the remnants of your lusty endeavors.

forgiveness coming like a soft embrace and a painful burden. finally letting out your tears and letting go. new openings and chapters closed. 

simeon

giggles and soft kisses shared in secret one summer afternoon. the smell of the sun and pressed rose petals. shivering from the tickling blades of grass and the hot pecks of your lover on your naked skin. 

soft gasps drowning out the sounds of the nature around you. worshipping your lover’s body and returning the favor in kind.

being caught in a summer storm. extending your arm towards your lover and dancing around to the beat of the rain and the rustling of the wind. letting the boom of the thunder and the heavy scent of ozone fill your senses. feeling the warmth of a hand through your wet clothes.

complicating feelings that are actually very simple and pure. loving someone you shouldn’t and not being able to go against your heart’s truth.

solomon

movie dates in the last row. wandering hands in the darkness. making fun of the inaccuracies on the screen while your hands aren’t paying attention to what your brain is thinking. making purple out of your blue and pink slushied tongues. giggling after leaving the theatre at night. being happy and dumb and in love. 

running away while being chased. sharing the experience of getting away with something. laughing and feeling alive from the adrenaline in your veins. letting your warmed excited bodies become one on a nearby tree.

learning together. being teacher and student. sharing secrets. sharing thoughts and ideas. sharing your soul.

finding comfort in someone that is like you. being seen in totality. being understood.

diavolo

old castles. the smell of the moon and the wetness of moss. the coldness of stone on your naked back as your lover pushes into you. 

the excitement of a new beginning, of a different life. the start of an adventure. sneaking out of a boring public event, hand in hand and laughing.

touches on an untouched skin. not being treated like a breakable and unapproachable ice sculpture when you’re actually burning hot. sharing and receiving warmth.

reshaping your destiny. escaping fate for a selfish moment. being more than a title or a name. being known as a person. feeling comfortable and secure in the terrifying openness. 

barbatos

stolen glances that become stolen smiles that become stolen kisses. short quickies in the nearest closet. looking at each other with eyes filled with promise as you get out and part ways. 

discovering a secret side of someone. teasing fingers. testing limits kept within strict boundaries. exploration.

the smile of a good surprise. the excitement of uncertainty and of the unknown. learning to be selfish. learning to take not just to give. learning to do things for yourself.

***So I was hesitant on this one for a while. It's my first gendered request, so I wasn't sure how I wanted to handle it and as a result this has been sitting in my inbox for MONTHS. I am going to stick with they/them pronouns. The MC would have been AFAB, though I never explicitly describe any feminine body parts. That being said, this was a lot of fun to write, and as a Beel Simp, I of course had to throw some fluffy Beel in there as well. This is a long one. I know it's a little slow to start, but I promise the end is worth it. Enjoy!***

Summary: MC hasn't been feeling too well, making Beel grow extremely concerned. After getting confirmation from Simeon that MC isn't sick at all, but rather pregnant, the two work together to keep it a secret from the baby's father.

CW: Vomiting, This fic does have some SUGGESTIVE content. It's not graphic by any means, but just a heads up.

Surprisingly, Beel was the first and only one to notice that something was wrong with you.

Though, in hindsight, it wasn't all that surprising. You hung around the friendly giant nearly as much as you hung around Mammon (as he was assigned to protect you) and Lucifer (whom Beel was suspecting there may be something going on between the two of you).

The two of you were the best of friends. You would almost always accompany Beel to the gym and lay on the bar of the weights he was lifting while you told him about your day. The two of you would raid the kitchen together and sit on the counters while you gossiped at two am. His entire fangol team knew you by name, and knew that you would always be at their games no matter what!

This is why Beel was the only one of the brothers who knew that something was terribly wrong when you failed to show up to one of his early morning games.

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Fandom: Obey me

Character:Lucifer

Genre:smut,fluff

Warnings: smut

Author:saya

Artist:Betty

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Lucifer was imprisoned in his room, surrounded by a heap of papers on his desks.

He drank the wine from the wine glass in his hand and sighed as he looked in the mirror.

Exhausted with obligations, duties, and everything else; he was the embodiment of pride, and no one could match his status.Yet, right now, that image of him was nowhere to be found; he was clearly drunk.

"Luci," MC said as they entered his room and approached Lucifer.

As they got closer to Lucifer, they caught his attention and he looked up at them.

"You don't look good," MC said as they took a seat beside him and brushed his hair to the side.

Lucifer took another sip of his wine, clearly demonstrating that he was not in the mood to respond.

When MC noticed Lucifer was not in a good mood, they got up and started walking out of his room.

Lucifer then got up and walked towards them, a little tipsy but still making his way towards them, preventing them from leaving the room.

MC was taken aback by Lucifer's sudden actions, but before noticing that Lucifer was kissing down their neck, marking them with hickeys Lucifer and MC exchanged a brief glance, but also MC could see the lust in Lucifer's eyes.

"Luci, are you sure you're okay?" MC asked as they were tightly wrapped around Lucifer's arms. His kisses along the neck became deeper, causing MC to moan and feel a sweet sensation.

Lucifer's kiss became more intense. Between their kisses, they shared the sweet scent of the Demonus wine Lucifer had earlier.

The temperature rose and Mc was on the bed before they knew it, and Lucifer was unbuttoning his shirt as he was in his demon form and removing MC’s clothes. Lucifer caressed MC's bare thighs, spreading them as he slowly entered and pushed in and out at a slow pace, causing MC to tremble.

MC bit their lower lip to muffle their whine. Lucifer started pushing in and out at a faster pace, but it felt good and was pleasurable.

"Oh God," MC exclaimed, arching their back.

"Oh no no, right now I'm your GOD," Lucifer said as he moved in closer and kissed MC, their tongues tangled and bodies skin to skin.When MC wrapped their legs around his torso and sank down onto him, the rush of heat pulsated through every inch of their bodies.

Lucifer smirked as he saw their eyes pleading for more, sighing and panting in a sensuous delight at how absolutely blissful it felt to have Lucifer touching them in one of the most satisfying ways possible.

"I'm tired already, but that's a nice face you're making," Lucifer said, leaning in closer to MC and kissing their soft lips, which caused MC to sway and collapse at their knees.

Lucifer let go after MC gave up. It had been a long night, but Lucifer decided to call it a night because he didn't want to go too hard on a human, even though he had a good time with them tonight.

He woke them up and held them in his arms as he discreetly led them to the bathroom.

"That was exhausting... you know," Mc stated as Lucifer placed them in the bathtub, turned on the hot water, and assisted MC in cleaning themselves, his hands carefully brushing their skin and pouring water on them.

"Hey Luci, thanks for helping me," MC said with a smile, making Lucifer smile for a brief moment.

"Thank me later," he said as he carried MC to his bed, assisting them in putting on clothes and teasingly placing kisses on their neck before eventually assisting them.

⚠️Female reader⚠️

Okay let’s ignore the logistics please, this is a shitpost

-So prideful he will never let another being mess with you in bed so…

-so the ding dang demon uses a temporary cloning spell on himself to make a few copies to fuck you with at once, consensually of course

-your surprised at first but gosh does that turn into something else

-by that I mean overstimulation

-your in- between his legs, his cock in your ass and his hand around your waist protectively, as he kisses your neck

-another lucifer stands above you with his cock in your mouth, you suck and blow and savour his sex

-yes ANOTHER at your breasts, licking and fondling and groping your tits greedily

-okay duh another two, who are by your side with their cocks in your hand, you stroke and grope them

-ah and finally a last one who is in between YOUR legs, licking up and down your clit until it’s time…

-this is the real lucifer (the one between your legs) he prepares his cock at your entrance and thrusts

-this is so much pleasure, lucifer thrusting into you, while you cock warm him with your ass, as you suck him of and feel up his dick and have him tenderly kiss your neck and tits

-the climax is so *ngh

- you all climax as you ALL cum at the same time

-He cums, filling you up as you cum with him, covering him in your juices. He cums in your ass while you pump his cock with cum all over your hands, He shoots a load of cum in your mouth allowing you to taste him and best bonus, he sucks your tits so well you lactate and it’s this sexy overstimulated sex fluid fest nghh

-your all moaning and whining In pleasure of course

-once you all climax his clones and him would probably all crowd around you and just press their bodies against you and grind on you, just touch you basically and they’d lick all over you too, trying to lap up the cum and tiddie milk, they’d all be begging for your attention

-“Y/n your so pretty!”

“Y/n fuck me please!”

“Y/n you taste so nice!”

“I love you y/n”

That last one was from the real lucifer

-once his clones disappear, lucifer kisses you tenderly then picks you up

-he carries you over to the bed where he props you onto the beds headboard to lean

-he then proceeds to go in between your legs and lap up the cum greedily

-he kisses your inner thighs too and you can feel it between your legs nghh

-when he’s done he comes back up to bury his face in between your boobs while you kiss his forehead

-he’d look up to give you smiles and compliments on how outstandingly beautiful you are ❤️‍🔥

Lucifer x fem!Reader

Summary: You're invited to one of Lord Diavolo's banquets and bump into some Avatar of Pride, whom you quite openly hate,

tw: hate sex, a lot of cursing, public sex, slight degradation, bratty sub, a little bit of begging, hard dom

+18, minors please don't interact with this post, thank you!

wc: 1.7

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You've been wandering around the halls for so long now, your feet started to hurt. You never really wanted to be here in the first place; attempting some boring as hell banquet of Lord Diavolo's, but you came here anyway. Was it for the free food? You don't know, but you know for a fact that you wouldn't want to bump into one asshole that was also invited; Lucifer.