#soul binding

Lucifer x Reader x Lilith

Blue Eyes

Excerpt:

Her eyelids lowered as she flashed you a sultry smile. As if she knew what she had said had affected you.

"I, umm..."

She leaned in, moving herself closer to you, and nervous excitement sparked along your nerve endings. Her hand came up to lightly caress the back of your neck, drawing your attention to her eyes. "Would you indulge me... with a kiss?" She asked, her voice a breathy whisper. Liquid heat pooled in your abdomen, making your thighs clench together uncomfortably and your face grow hot. She was so beautiful, the very picture of beauty personified, and her voice was as alluring as a sirens song. You almost felt faint with her lips so close to yours. How could she possibly be interested in you? You were nothing compared to this divine being. She could literally have anyone, no questions asked. Your eyes flicked to her lips, that knowing smirk drawing you in. Would It be different with a demon? Better? You couldn't deny you were attracted to her and Lucifer. Undeniably so. And you were certainty curious…

"What do you say my little dove?" She asked quietly, drawing you out if your thoughts.

You breathe out a shaky breath, her other hand coming to rest on your thigh, squeezing gently, and your heart jumped in your chest, your thoughts scattering.

Would it be bad? Just to see what it was like?

You were so strung tight. It had been so long since you had been able to indulge in a partner. You felt like you were drowning in lust at this point, and you weren't sure if it was just how attracted you were to her, or if she had a power liken to a succubus. Either way she was very clearly interested in you, and your mind was starting to become fuzzy as your core clenched in need.

"Y-Yes," you barley manage to say, exhaling the word in a sigh of surrender, your body thrumming with lust as her power surrounded you. She cupped your cheek, her other hand tangling into your hair, cradling the back of your head as she closed the distance between you. Her soft, full, lips pressing against yours. You nearly moaned at the sensual way her lips moved over yours, coaxing your lips to part for her. Your tongue greeted hers, a sweet yet spicy tang, filling your mouth. Each slow brush of her tongue against yours stoking the fire in your lower belly. Her breathy moan making you shiver as you drowned in desire. Her lips worked over yours in a sensual, slow rhythm that left you breathless. You matched her pace, getting lost as her essence swirled around you, and you couldn't help but moan into her mouth at the effect it had on you. Your mind filled with nothing but sinful thoughts now. Her fingers curled, her nails gently scraping the back of your head as her fingers tangled in your hair, tipping your head back for her. Your breath hitched, the dull ache sending jolts of pleasure down your spine. Her other hand slipped over your thigh, creeping up toward the apex of your legs, and you whimpered in need. Your hands flying up to weave into her long, beautiful hair. Your knees separating in anticipation.

"I see you've started without me." You're startled by his low seductive growl, and you whimper, your thighs clamping back together. Trying to relieve the sudden pleasurable throb, pulsing from your core as your entire body reacted to his voice. Lust flashing through you as his strong presence floods the room. Making the very air intoxicating. Lilith pulls away slightly, and you pant for breath, your head spinning with desire as she hovers over you. Her hand lazily brushing up over your stomach and ghosting over your breast, pulling a whine from you as she drags her hand over your hardened nipple. Her eyes locking onto Lucifer, a coy smile curving her lips. Her eyes snagging on his bulge before meeting his narrowed gaze.

"Oh please, you didn't even warn her what you had in mind Lulu, you can't be jealous." She teases, her fingers rolling your hardened nipple gently. Her hand tightening in your hair possessively, drawing a moan from you. You're finding it hard to concentrate on their conversation as she continues to tease you. Stoking the fire in your lower belly. Lilith watched in delight as her husband's tail unfurled, the tip flicking agitatedly. "I'm just easing her into the arrangement, my love" she whispered, her voice a sultry murmur, her sly smile parting to drag her tongue up the side of your throat. Your breath hitched, your fingers tightening onto her soft locks, desperate for her to continue, her thumb now circling your nipple slowly, sending jolts of pleasure through you.

Lucifer pouted, his lips drawn into a frown as his agitation rose. His lust had slammed into him like a freight train the minute he had returned. The delicious smell of their combined lust smacking the sense out of him. Followed closely by breathy whimpers and sighs. He had been completely unprepared for the sight before him. Both women lost in a passionate kiss as he gawked from the sidelines, his mind blanking. His dick hardening in painful desire. He couldn't help that he hadn't been able to explain the situation to you, there hadn't exactly been time for that!

The opposite of a cord cutting

Everyone apart of your life path/ soul contracts is connected to you by energetic cords; Use this working to strengthen, fortify and spiral together the bonds that you're having a hard time feeling connected to.

Start by taking three different colored cords of strings that represent you, the person you want to strengthen the bond, and black for binding and then braid them together intently; While you're braiding these chords, meditate. Visualize the energetic chord that is connected to you and follow it all the way to the other person. In as much detail as you can, envision the land that separates you and the chord that connects you. Follow the chord all the way to them, where they are in the world and where the chord connects you.

Attach a charm or taglock representing each of you to either side.

Carry, wear or display this talisman as a reminder and comforting embrace.

An adaptation of the theory behind the binding of daemons to material hosts, man or machine, soul manipulation replaces the raw power of daemons with the far more refined souls of mortals. Despite being less powerful, the more refined nature of mortal souls made things more difficult for direct manipulation.

Derived from the practices of necromantic covens during the ages where psykers were galactic terrors, they have been refined to a near science and granted a much higher success rate despite the costs. The use of willing subjects is one of the biggest things to allow such bindings by belief and desire holding much sway in the aetheric realms.

To most people, the people who study and perform the rituals and powers relating to this discipline are known as ‘Necromancers’ or ‘Nehecarchs’ but they generall prefer the titles of Will Weavers or

Lucifer x Reader x Lilith

I'm almost done working on this fun little piece and wanted to share a teaser ^.~

Blue Eyes

Her eyelids lowered as she flashed you a sultry smile. As if she knew what she had said had affected you.

"I, umm..."

She leaned in, moving herself closer to you, and nervous excitement sparked along your nerve endings. Her hand came up to lightly caress the back of your neck, drawing your attention to her eyes. "Would you indulge me... with a kiss?" She asked, her voice a breathy whisper. Liquid heat pooled in your abdomen, making your thighs clench together uncomfortably and your face grow hot. She was so beautiful, the very picture of beauty personified, and her voice was as alluring as a siren's song. You almost felt faint with her lips so close to yours. How could she possibly be interested in you? You were nothing compared to this divine being. She could literally have anyone, no questions asked. Your eyes flicked to her lips, that knowing smirk drawing you in. Would it be different with a demon? Better? You couldn't deny you were attracted to her and Lucifer. Undeniably so. And you were certainly curious…

"What do you say my little dove?" She asked quietly, drawing you out if your thoughts.

You breathe out a shaky breath, her other hand coming to rest on your thigh, squeezing gently, and your heart jumped in your chest, your thoughts scattering.

Would it be bad? Just to see what it was like?

You were so strung tight. It had been so long since you had been able to indulge in a partner. You felt like you were drowning in lust at this point, and you weren't sure if it was just how attracted you were to her, or if she had a power liken to a succubus. Either way, she was very clearly interested in you, and your mind was starting to become fuzzy as your core clenched in need.

"Y-Yes," you barely manage to say, exhaling the word in a sigh of surrender, your body thrumming with lust as her power surrounded you. She cupped your cheek, her other hand tangling into your hair, cradling the back of your head as she closed the distance between you. Her soft, full lips pressed against yours. You nearly moaned at the sensual way her lips moved over yours, coaxing your lips to part for her. Your tongue greeted hers, a sweet yet spicy tang, filling your mouth. Each slow brush of her tongue against yours stokes the fire in your lower belly. Her breathy moan made you shiver as you drowned in desire. Her lips worked over yours in a sensual, slow rhythm that left you breathless. You matched her pace, getting lost as her essence swirled around you, and you couldn't help but moan into her mouth at the effect it had on you. Your mind filled with nothing but sinful thoughts now. Her fingers curled, her nails gently scraping the back of your head as her fingers tangled in your hair, tipping your head back for her. Your breath hitched, the dull ache sending jolts of pleasure down your spine. Her other hand slipped over your thigh, creeping up toward the apex of your legs, and you whimpered in need. Your hands flying up to weave into her long, beautiful hair. Your knees separating in anticipation.

"I see you've started without me." You're startled by his low, seductive growl, and you whimper, your thighs clamping back together. Trying to relieve the sudden pleasurable throb pulsing from your core as your entire body reacted to his voice. Lust flashes through you as his strong presence floods the room. Making the very air intoxicating. Lilith pulls away slightly, and you pant for breath, your head spinning with desire as she hovers over you. Her hand lazily brushing up over your stomach and ghosting over your breast, pulling a whine from you as she drags her hand over your hardened nipple. Her eyes locked onto Lucifer, a coy smile curving her lips. Her eyes snagged on his bulge before meeting his narrowed gaze.

"Oh, please, you didn't even warn her what you had in mind, Lulu, you can't be jealous." She teases, her fingers rolling your hardened nipple gently. Her hand tightening in your hair possessively, drawing a moan from you. You're finding it hard to concentrate on their conversation as she continues to tease you. Lilith watched in delight as her husband's tail unfurled, the tip flicking agitatedly. "I'm just easing her into the arrangement, my love," she whispered, her voice a sultry murmur, her sly smile parting to drag her tongue up the side of your throat. Your breath hitched, your fingers tightening onto her soft locks, desperate for her to continue, her thumb now circling your nipple slowly, sending jolts of pleasure through you.

In My next life, I plan to have my own world. But without my Tribe to see and experience it too, it hardly seems worth it. A world without them, is no world for me.

So I've written and performed a ritual with them as well. I wrote it in a way that I can take from and add to as my life goes on and changes.

I started with a small cardboard box shaped like a heart. I painted it the colors of my magick. The inside is painted like the night sky on my world. My symbol adorns the top of the box while a sigil for the binding is on the underside of the lid.

I prepared a small offering pouch consisting of bones, dandelions (the wishy ones), lavender, a white rose petal from my step-father’s funeral, hair from each member of my current tribe, hair from my familiar, hair from my Godspouse and dragon’s blood. I placed the offering pouch inside the box.

I took a small vial with my blood, saliva and Mithril holy water and tied it to a key that I've owned for many years which says Heart on in.

I received a charm from each member of my current tribe: (Not including my Godspouse. We are already bound in an eternal union and will move on together to any life.)

From Mom, Half of a heart with a scorpion inside. (Mom has the other half)

A claw with a dragon carved into it from Boo.

A treasure map picked especially by Kitty.

One at a time, with great love and intent, I tied each charm to the key.

I tucked the charms neatly into the box and sealed it with my love.

I blew out a candle that had been lit in My honour for a previous ritual and was consumed by relief and love.