#dilf mc

Supporting his family wasn't easy. Sure some had jobs or were going to school but Lucifer would rather suffer every pain on Earth multiplied by six than work fast food or retail. Satan was the one to suggest it since it's been working well for him but Lucifer had to hold himself to a stricter standard than his younger brother, which highly limited his pool of potential candidates due to his personality and intensity (and prices but that wasn't important). 

Though he finally received a phone call and discussed the terms and conditions of the set up in order to get your daughter's grades back up to where they were before this part of the semester. You couldn't blame her, college during this time of year has been rough! Thankfully Mr. Morningstar had taken the job much more seriously than those you previously hired and you respected his professionalism. It was a blessing to get someone so quickly after the last tutor tried (and failed) to get in Lilith’s pants despite your firm warning to keep it appropriate.

Lucifer made sure to keep an eye on schedule and gather the proper materials needed in time to make sure his student would succeed and get back on her feet, thankfully he started later in the week so he wouldn't have to worry about you potentially canceling on him and making him scramble for another client. Your voice was warm but held an intensity to it that he could relate to given your concern about making sure he wasn't going to fool around and use this as a paid play date. 

You weren’t normally such a hardass but it was mostly for show, you’re actually a huge teddy bear once people get to know you. Your daughter constantly had to tell people that when they first met you because you would stare holes into strangers while standing ominously behind her as she helped you with the introductions. Since now you worked from home you didn’t have to wear a stuffy suit except during video conference calls and that really helped with not having to put on the cold mask you were known for, being able to occasionally reach to the side and pet your Rottweiler Cerberus behind the ears was a bonus on top of that. Hopefully Mr. Morningstar wouldn’t be too put off by your dual-sided nature, as if you were always going to be sizing him up and blankly looking down at him like a paper cut on your finger. All you wanted to do was work hard and play hard. No shame in that! 

The week flew by and soon enough after a quick lunch you were helping Lilith set up the dinner table with her materials and some snacks in case she and Mr. Morningstar got hungry during the session in case it was too early for dinner. He may be a suit but he was still a guest! The last thing you wanted was your mother calling you to chew off your ear for shoddy manners. You should call her sometime soon-

A firm series of knocks shook you out of your wandering thoughts and you hurried to the front door to swing it open after unlocking it, eyes looking around for who knocked only to hear the sound of someone clearing their throat near your chest. You looked down and blinked at the black haired man looking up at you, a pair of cufflinks short of looking like he was going to some fancy restaurant. Wow he really wasn’t kidding, he was super professional! You both shared a few seconds of eye contact before breaking the silence.

“Mr. Morningstar?” You asked, just in case this was some new type of Missionary you didn’t know about.

He nodded, “Yes that’s me. Pleasure to meet you sir, I appreciate the opportunity to work with your daughter.” Lucifer stuck out a hand to shake and you gave him an approving smile, taking his hand in yours and giving it a pleasant and firm set of shakes before guiding him inside. 

“Want me to take your coat?” You offer as he takes his shoes off and sets them by the designated rack of shoes by the door. Man he had good taste in shoes, most of his clothes looked bespoke. Impressive.

That was polite of you, Lucifer nodded in thanks as he began to take it off only for you to slip it off his shoulders and pull out a hanger from the nearby closet to hang it. As you’re doing that Lucifer shut the door and watched as you locked it behind him before guiding him to the joint living room and dining room that wasn’t too far from the recently cleaned kitchen. Lilith smiled and got up from her chair and greeted Lucifer, also shaking his hand. 

“Please call me Lucifer, it’s nice to meet you. I’m looking forward to getting you to your goals. I have the materials needed in order to help you so I’m ready whenever you are.” He said while you checked the time on your phone. Crap, it was almost time to get back to work. 

“Okay, feel free to raid the fridge for food and drinks if the snacks on the table aren’t enough, I’ll start dinner once I finish work. Guest bathroom is to the side of the kitchen behind the wall. Have fun you two! Make sure to take breaks when you need to.” You give the two supportive thumbs up before hurrying back to your office and shutting the door behind you. Hopefully this time Henderson would use his reading comprehension skills and not have you struggling not to reach through the computer screen to strangle him.

Lucifer sat down and opened the large bag at his side, pulling out the first set of supplies that he made sure to keep organized on the table in contrast to his student’s more spread out and casual style. She was flexible and wasn’t afraid to ask him questions while he guided her throughout the beginning of their study session. Breaks and snacking was peppered in between heavy blocks of paper and diagrams all over the table. Meanwhile you were reviewing a new budget for the upcoming sector of the year and wanted nothing more than to put on one of your records as you worked. 

Hours passed as you all did what was needed and soon enough you were finally able to clock out for the night and lean back in your office chair and let out a sigh of relief. You shut off your computer and put your phone on vibrate before standing up to stretch as the doctor suggested. God that felt nice~ You hummed idly to yourself as you cut through a hallway and turned into your bedroom and lazily undressed from your suit, pulling the tie loose in a practiced motion and got into what was for lack of better words your house clothes. They were comfortable and easy to move in as you slipped your house shoes on and made your way back down the stairs.

“Hey you two, ready for dinner? I got something real nice planned for tonight.” Your daughter perked at the sound of your voice and turned as Lucifer followed her gaze and paused mid-sentence at your attire change. 

“Hell yes! Can I help this time?” She asked, already leaving her chair as your Cerberus hopped off his spot on the couch and followed you into the kitchen to ‘supervise’.

You pretend to take a minute to think about it before playfully poking her nose, “Of course you can sweetie, just try not to burn the vegetables this time.” You tease as she huffs at your revival of her recent blunder.

“That was one time! God will you ever let that die?” She asks, only for you to say no and peck her on the temple. 

“Lucifer! Would you like to stay for dinner?” You turn back to the table as he begins to pack up his part of the materials covering the varnished wood. 

“Oh no I’m fine, I’ll leave you two to it. I don’t want to intrude on your time.” He answered quickly, avoiding eye contact. 

“Okay but at least take some leftovers, I know you have lots of company back home and I’d have for you to slave over a hot stove after working so hard.” You offer a compromise, but not pressuring too hard so you wouldn’t scare him off. 

That did sound nice… Beelzebub would be coming home from a game soon and had a tendency to eat whatever he could grab in order to regain his energy even after dining out with his team. Lucifer stopped packing and looked back up to you, “Are you sure it’s not too much to ask? My brothers can put back quite a lot of food.” Maybe that would push your offer away in a polite manner so he didn’t have to feel like you were giving him food like a pitiful stray dog.

Your voice was warm but gained that edge of intensity again, it was definitely different to see how it made your face turn so stern instead of simply hearing it over the phone. 

“I insist.” You were not budging, and while you weren’t looking at her Lilith gave Lucifer a look as if to tell him you weren’t going to let him leave empty handed. Cerberus wagged his tail slightly while looking up at you despite your tone. He wasn’t a small dog but despite that “scary” face he was a huge cuddlebug. They say that pets match their owners after all…

Lucifer set his bag down and began moving your daughter’s materials into a neat pile for her to move at her leisure, it was weird not being the one in control in the situation. Although you saw how awkward he was sitting at the table by himself and ushered him into the kitchen to ‘help’ the two of you prepare a large dinner that would last quite a while. It was strange, past clients never did stuff like this before in front of him. Especially asking for his assistance in such a situation. Perhaps you simply ran your house differently than he had to…

Once all the food was prepared and dealt out to you and Lilith's plates you didn’t hold back in practically shoveling food into a few containers before sliding them carefully into a bag for Lucifer. He was looking at you like you were an alien but you simply smiled down at him, food was important and the least you could do was send him home with some money as well as a fresh home cooked meal as reward. It was just the right thing to do, the poor guy looked so tired. He was way too young to be going gray, unless he was following that trend from a few years ago where young people started coloring their hair that color. But due to his stiffness you doubted he would do something like that. 

Soon enough you were putting his coat back on him and waving goodbye as he made it back to where his (well taken care of) car was parked. You didn’t go inside until his car was out of the driveway and going down the street before you turned and shut the door behind you to eat dinner and chat with Lilith to see how she and Lucifer worked together. If she approved him he was invited to come by every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday around lunch time. And approved he was! Oddly enough your daughter didn’t clash with him, he gave her space to find solutions to problems on her own but didn’t (always) condescend to her when she struggled. Having six brothers must have given him lots of time to practice, maybe that’s why that line of gray in the roots of his silky black hair shone through under the kitchen lights. 

Lucifer would quickly receive payment and his approval after dinner and a special text thanking him personally for helping you out this way. He was driving back home so he didn’t respond but once he was able to wrestle his supplies and your food back into the house his brothers didn’t hesitate to quickly make his ears ring with chatter as he began settling into his nightly routine. Beelzebub was curious about the armful he had placed on the kitchen counter, and was quick to start serving himself a plate. 

“Is this one from one of the new restaurants downtown?” The ginger asked as he smelled the food in approval, grabbing another plate for his sleeping brother upstairs. 

“No, the client that recently hired me insisted I bring some home for you all.” You must think he’s the male version of a single mother or something, why else would you be so forward with not only paying him handsomely, but giving him so much food that it was physically difficult to carry all at once. 

Beelzebub was far from picky when it came to food but when he took the first bite of what he helped prepare back at your house he nearly inhaled the first half of his fork down with it. His table manners are better than when he was older but seeing him eat so enthusiastically made Lucifer feel a twinge of nostalgia. It wasn’t long until the rest of the brothers came into the kitchen upon the new smell, except Belphagor who was currently passed out after making a smidge of progress on his homework.

“Man if some stranger has cooking skills this good you should bring them over to cook all the time!” Mammon laughed as he ate, admiring that you didn’t hold back on the spice like some people (Asmodeus) did when it was his turn to cook. 

Lucifer shook his head at his brother’s comment, “Nonsense. He has a daughter to take care of, I don’t think he would appreciate handling the rest of you as well. I do just fine with our current system.”