Your Splashiness (Lucifer x Fallen Reader)
AN: A continuation of the Fallen series of Lucifer fics. Read stand alone or stay tuned for the fallen masterlist!
Summary: Lucifer continues to expand the horizons of his little fallen angel, this time introducing her to the novel idea of a swimming pool. While guilt lingers over the growing evidence of her corruption, that doesn't stop the pair from having the time of their lives.
Tw: Skinny dipping. Nudity. Hard ons. Sexy undies. Lame jokes.
“Come on,” Lucifer said, pulling you along by the hand.
You followed him, a flutter of dusty feathers falling in your wake. Though they were gray, growing darker by the day as you spent more and more time in hell, it was that time of year and you were molting.
The new feathers growing into their place, now little more than pins covered in keratin sheaths, were so dark that you couldn’t see the golden blood feeding up into the new quill.
You tried not to dwell on it. The darkening of your wings was the physical manifestation of your having turned your back on your heavenly hope. They showed the darkening touch of hell, wrapping it’s influence around your soul, seeping into the very essence of who you were.
It should disturb you. You should be mourning the loss of your purity. It should be driving you back up to the safety of heaven’s gates. The visual warning of your damnation was designed to do just that.
There were a lot of things that should be about the path you were going down but than Lucifer looked back at you, gold flush to his near white skin and tinging the red circles on his cheeks. His eyes sparkled with excitement.
Your feet tangled, tripping over themselves as you tried to keep up with Lucifer. For such a short man, he was swift. A few strong beats of your wings sent you forward, giving you a chance to catch yourself.
The sound of feathers moving through the air mixed with the squeaking of hinges that sat frozen for years mixed. Lucifer dropped your hand in order to push open the two french doors with more force when they refused to budge more than an inch, the frosted glass giving way to an oasis you didn’t know existed in the palace.
“Ta-da!” Lucifer said, turning and holding his hands out, fingers wiggling with excitement.
“What is this?”
You stepped through the doors, looking at the sleek tiles and red lounge chairs. Lush green plants in pots sat in the corners and in small gardens on the edges of what looked to be a large, deep tub of water.
“You really didn’t mingle with the winners much, did you?” Lucifer teased. “Didn’t wish to learn about humanity at all?”
“I didn’t… I didn’t really have time and since you, it was frowned upon for the heavenly born to get close to humanity for we may get tempted.”
“And in the end, it was I that tempted you to fall.” A look of guilt flashed across Lucifer’s face, gone before you had a chance to study it. “It’s called a swimming pool.”
“Like a lake?” you stepped closer as Lucifer shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it on the back of one of the chairs.
"Yeah,” Lucifer unbuttoned is vest, meeting your eyes when you turned to him. “Like a man made lake for swimming in.”
“Is there something wrong with natural lakes?” Your hair shifted as you cocked your head to the side, reminding Lucifer that while you were the most clueless thing he’d ever known, you were also the prettiest thing.
“Here? Yeah, if you go swimming in the lakes here you may as well be swimming in a lake of acid. There’s just not enough water to dilute the acid rain enough to make it comfortable.”
“What about… up there?”
Lucifer loved that with your fall came a curiosity of the living world.
“The humans don’t all like the feeling of plants, mud or sand when they swim. Others are overly worried about the germs. A swimming pool gives them somewhere clean and controlled.”
Your face flushed as Lucifer shrugged out of his shirt and started undoing his pants. “What are you doing?!”
“Stripping?” Lucifer wiggled his eyebrows at you as he answered. “I’m not going to swim in my clothes. You should strip too- I promise, that dress won’t be fun to swim in.”
“I don’t have… anything to wear. I didn’t-”
“We’re alone,” Lucifer said, sending his pants and boxers to the ground. “You’ve seen me naked before. I’ve seen you. No one is going to come in here. Just strip and get in.”
Your eyes darted down his body, taking in the lean muscles that reminded anyone blessed to see the king of hell without his clothes that though he was small and lean in frame, he was powerful.
Your eyes went further, running down the length of his flaccid member before darting up to his face where you were met with a cocky grin.
“Don’t get any ideas, now. We’re here to swim.”
“Right.” The word came out in a squeak, embarrassment flooding you.
He was right, you had seen each other naked plenty of times. You’d made love. He taught you the art of making love. There was something different about this that made you feel all the more exposed however.
It was the casual nudity. The naked vulnerability.
“Are you coming?” Lucifer asked as you hesitated. “I promise, it won’t be a bad time.”
You took a deep breath before reaching behind your neck and untying the ribbon that held the top of the dress up. The cups that held close to your breasts grew slack as the ribbon hung limply around your shoulders. With a careful hand, you worked the zipper down the back from where the track started just below your wings.
The dress fell in a puddle around your ankles when the zipper passed your hips. You refused to meet Lucifer’s eyes as you stepped out of your simple low heels.
What you wore under your dress was not fit for one of heaven’s angels, though it was perfect for an impostor. Unbacked mesh hugged your pubic mount, showing off the smooth skin under and the notch where your folds began.
It was Lucifer’s turn to run his eyes over you, appreciating every detail as you rolled the lack topped stockings down your legs. His eyes traveled up your torso to the matching lace bra, cupping your breasts.
There was nothing hidden away. There was no room for imagination with what you wore. It was an illusion of coverage. Your nipples pressed against the soft sheer lace, shifting slightly as you unhooked your bra and let that fall from your body too.
“Let’s get in the pool, beautiful,” Lucifer held his hand out to you. Though his cock was now standing at attention, the look on his face was soft.
You took his hand, stepping toward the water as he urged you on.
“It won’t be cold,” he said. “It’s hard to get a really cold pool here, even if you liked it that way.”
Timidly, you stepped into the water. Rather than feeling the chill of a lake, the water the enveloped your ankle was warm, much like that of a bath you’d been soaking in for a good while already.
The warmth made it easier to step deeper. Lucifer lagged behind, watching as your wings floated over the surface before the barbs began to absorb water, allowing them to sink into the water.
One day, Lucifer would teach you to hide your wings. It wasn’t something you needed or had desire to do in heaven but as you moved through the water, he could see how they grew heavy.
Gray feathers floated on the shimmering water, breaking up the sparkling surface. He remembered your first molt, the way you looked at the ash stained fathers growing in. Each molt after came darker and you looked at the new feathers with sadness that vanished when you looked up at him.
Your wings stretched out behind you as you stepped deeper and deeper into the water. It’s warm embrace wrapped around your naked body.
“Are you coming?” You asked, looking back over your shoulder at him.
“Yeah,” Lucifer had to physically shake himself out of the trance the sight of you put him in.
His soft smile spread wider, turning cocky as he flexed his fingers. It was a small demonstration of his power. Even banished into hell, he had a vast amount of power at his fingertips.
He used the power that once birthed every creature of the living world, every plant that there ever was to… create pool floats shaped like rubber duckies. Brightly colored pool noodles floated in the water.
“What are those?” you asked, laughing at the float’s big cartoonish face as it bobbed on the water.
“It’s your mighty steed!” Lucifer splashed through the water, sending waves up as he chased down a float.
Water droplets sailed through the air, glittering in the soft light. The sound of Lucifer crashing through the water, the waves splashing up against you broke the surreal romantic air of the pool.
“You’re splashing me!” you yelled when a wave splashed up onto your face.
The soft light reflected off his naked ass as he jumped out of the water, throwing his legs over the back of the ducky.
“That’s the point.”
Lucifer kicked his legs, trying to balance atop the float as it rocked wildly in the water. His tail whipped out, cutting through the air as he tried to use it to aid in finding his balance, nearly knocking over a poolside fern.
The ducky wobbled dramatically beneath him as his hoofed feet splashed into the water, the rubbery beak tilting skyward as Lucifer flailed to stay on.
You let out a snort, then tried to hide it behind your hand.
“Oh no,” he said, grinning at you like a devil with a plan. “Did you just laugh at me?”
“No,” you said, still laughing. “You look majestic, your Splashiness.”
“I am majestic!”
Water splashed square to your chest, washing up into your face and droplets landing in your hair. You gasped, blinking against the water dripping from your lashes.
“Lucifer!” You sputtered, pushing wet hair from your eyes.
“Self-defense,” he said, paddling his ridiculous float away with exaggerated strokes, nearly falling off repeatedly. “You mocked my noble duck.”
You launched your own retaliation, cupping both hands and sending a wave toward him. It caught him off guard, knocking him off his float and into the water with a satisfying splash that sent water rushing over the edge of the pool and across the bright white tiles. The red sun of Hell shining through the expansive windows turned the spilled water into a field of glittering diamonds.
He surfaced, sputtering, grinning like a maniac. His laugh bounced off the tiles, echoing around the pool room. You couldn’t help but laugh with him.
“Oh, it’s on now.”
You shrieked and tried to swim away, but it was no use. His strong arms wrapped around your waist and dunked you under. Your wings flailed, heavy with the weight of the water soaked into the down feathers as you tried to throw him off.
The pool became a battlefield of flailing limbs, breathless laughter, and splashes loud enough to echo off the vaulted ceiling.
By the time you called a truce, both of you were floating on your backs, gasping for air between fits of helpless giggles. The room fell quiet, save for the gentle lap of water around you both. Your chest rose and fell in time with his, breath returning.
Tears pricked the corners of your eyes from laughing too hard. Lucifer floated beside you, brushing a soaked lock of hair from your cheek before lacing his fingers with yours.
“Worth it,” he murmured, his voice still warm with laughter. “You should laugh like that more often.”
“It was worth it,” you said, looking to where he floated next to you. “Falling was worth it.”
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