Drunken confessions- Lucifer x reader- 100 Followers special! ✨
A/N- Hey everyone! This small one shot is a Luci x reader fic to mark my 100 followers special (It increased to 120 as I was writing this lmfaoaoao💀💀) per the poll I hosted not too long ago. We can't get enough of our favourite boy, can we
Tysm guys <3
Nsfw ahead!
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You swirl the remaining amount of red drink in your cup, facing the only man that you love with all your heart.
“So, Apple Pie, this ain't so bad, right?”
Lucifer and yourself have been together for years.
Today marks the fifth year of such.
You guys have been through thick and thin together, and over the course of those years, his love for you only grew, especially when you saw Charlie as your own and she loved you as a mother in turn.
So much so that she decided to organise a ‘Super romantic, candle lit, heartfelt dinner’ (Her words, not mine) at her hotel.
Nonetheless, she really pulled off all the stops; that quirk just sort of comes with her personality.
Just like her father.
“Your daughter has really outdone herself this time Luci,” you place the glass cup on the table.
“Yeah, sshe's like that,” The demon king chuckles, drinking another glass of wine.
“Careful, you know how tipsy you can get darling,”
Your lover snickers.
“Asss if! Your’rre talking to the King of Hell here,” The rosy-cheeked demon takes your hand.
He hiccups.
“Oh yeah? Well, my king seems to be tripping over his words. Come on love, let's go upstairs,” You grab Lucifer by the arm, but he pulls you back into a hug.
“I love you sooooo much, my Songbird,” Lucifer plants his lips on yours, which you accept.
Kissing him is like eating : you need it to live, and it's exhilarating when you appreciate it, no matter how often you partake in it.
His hands trace up and down your back, reaching for the zipper at the back of your dress.
“Hey now? Cheeky are we?” You tease.
“Come on, my darling King, let's go somewhere more… private,” Seems like the alcohol caught up to you too.
Nonetheless, Lucifer displays a toothy grin and bridal carries you to one of the guest bedrooms upstairs.
The room was decorated with an array of shades of red. The bed was king size with plush pillows and a crimson sheet.
But more about that later.
Lucifer hungrily pounces on you, pinning you on the bed, painting bites and hickeys all over your neck, eliciting moans from you.
You tussle his platinum blond hair and your legs find themselves wrapped around your husband’s waist, as you both continue to make out passionately, rocking back and forth as one.
Things were getting steamy, and lo and behold, a familiar friend appears from Lucifer’s groin.
He pulls you closer, and you grind against him.
“Ugh, Sweetheart,” Lucifer groans from the pressure.
Lucifer’s hands frantically try to take off your dress by all means, pathetically wanting you, needing you.
You tsk.
“Needy, aren't we?” Your fingers drum gently on his flushed face, eyes lidded.
You sit on top of him, pretending to think, continuing to grind on him.
“Now, now, good things don't come fast…. but~,” You pause.
“Good boys deserve a reward, am I right?” You coo, the King of Hell whimpering at the words in agreement.
Even though you've done this countless times, it’s still amusing how you can bring the King of Hell down to a blubbering mess.
The alcohol sure does help though.
“Songbird- please- I can't take this anymore,”
“Ssh, It’s okay honey, just relax, you're a bit drunk right now. Let me take care of you,” you say as you pull down your partner’s trousers, letting his erect cock loose.
Lucifer zips down your dress simultaneously and it falls off of the bed. His lust-filled eyes look at your beautiful figure, truly enamoured by it.
Slowly, you let yourself sit on his throbbing dick, holding Lucifer’s face in your hands, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
You could practically feel him itching to thrust himself in you, but refraining from doing so.
“My love please,” Lucifer whines as his hips buckle under your body, begging for any stimulation.
Finally (To Lucifer anyway) you start to shift and move around on his member.
When you started, both of you couldn't stop. Despite his position, he manages to pump in and out of you.
“Hng- Ahh, Yes! Right there, ng-” your wet folds expand to his cock, and your arms claw at his back, you moan at each and every thrust that reaches within you.
“Don't stop- Oh God I'm about to-” before you could even sputter the words out, your orgasm makes you shiver and draw heavy breaths along with Lucifer’s cum filling up your hole, thin ropes of it glazing down his manhood.
You feel the demon’s wings wrapping around you in an embrace, closing you both from the world; it's only you and him.
“Angel?” Lucifer mumbles into your shoulder.
“Hm?”
“I love you so much. Thank you for being mine,”
“And the same from me Luci,” You gently peck his beautiful face.
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“Sooo, how was the dinner?” Charlie practically jumping up and down of her seat during breakfast the next morning.
Lucifer wanted to sleep in a bit, so you let him be upstairs.
“Perfect, Charlie,” You respond, sipping a cup of tea.
“Thank you,”
“Yo Charlie,” Angel pipes up.
“Seems like you may have a younger sibling sometime soon- ow!” you kick the porn star under the table.
Charlie flushes at Angel’s remark.
You groan at Angel’s smug grin.
Well, at least Charlie knows that you and her dad love each other.
Right?
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Word count- 913 words~
