Been a few months but I'm back ya'll!

No breaks or time skips, straight soild chappie!!

Grab your holy water, tissues, whatever, and good luck ya sinners!!

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Lucifer's fallen angel and single divorced king of hell dad mixed sex drive is by far the most dangerous thing to ever do with him.  Especially when he is in heat. The things he was doing to this mortal body, pleasure-giving sins of bliss and stars, were by far the most lethal actions due to being not yet marked by him. It would have gone smoothly if his father's creation did not claim you. Yet, succumbing to lust and Lucifer's dominating nature in bed, you managed to survive hours of bliss. In all honesty, he was aiming to tire you out and hope it was enough to, not only prove you're his now, but to get rid of that drug in your system completely. It worked in both your guy's favor...

"Is the bath helping darling?"

The king of hell was sweet enough to set up a hot milk bath as a form of aftercare. His maids didn't do anything. This was all him. In fact, right after tossing in some orange slices and plenty more rose petals with a tad more rose water infusion to the milk bath, he never dared parted ways with your exhausted over stimulated form. Lucifer even stripped his cloths to cradle your form from behind. Gareenting you won't drown yourself and was kind enough to message your sore parts such as thighs, neck, back, love handles, anything you like to be touched during your recovery from earlier event.

"Mhm.."

Smiling, deeply messaging your buttox, which were in fact a dangerous shade of red and covered in deep surely to scar bite marks, begin to admire the art work of your once clean back. He admits that his inner demon knows what to turn him on, and for your back was living proof, those crimson eyes never left the moth tattoo that was beautiful imbedded into your skin. It was beautifully done. And, my oh my, did it turn him on by staring at it alone.

"Luci?"

"Yes my love?"

"It's too late to ask now but..." your voice cracks a bit as his eyes look innocently into your curious ones, no worry just curiosity, before looking down at the bath water a second after "...am I, well, hell bound now? After we did it and all.."

He was so gentle with his mortal lover, lifting them to face him fully than hide away, cupping your face with both hands, his eyes admiring his love to which he will never let go unlike the others, he fallen hard for you and you knew it too  "That is if you wish to stay here darling. I...I may have claimed you but your still a person of free will and spirit. So, if you had to choose, would you prefer staying here in hell with me or roam free in heaven above?"

It was a tough question to answer so soon...

"....Can Gary come with me?"

That confused Lucifer, tilting his head to the side a bit, like a lost confuse puppy would do "Gary?"

"That fat orange cat I held while you saved both of us. I kept him and named him Gary."

Lucifer beams "OH!" to which he, i guess he got your things here too, pulls out your phone with excitement, eager to see "Is he well? I just love cats! So cute and fluffy and squeezable!!"

He was blabbering on with excitement, the animal lover in him showing more and more, until it all goes dead silent once a photo of a unbelievable crime was shown to him. That smile vanished the moment it recognized who the unlucky victim was. Staring up at him like if a photo could communicate the crime that has been committed.

"He looks like an alternate uglier version of Garfield with an ugly sweater-"

"I made that sweater!"

"-Beautiful! I-I meant, my oh my, what a beautiful sweater!"

"Gary should have been with me on our date." You pout, guilt for what happened with Adam alone, cross your arms at the thought of him right now "Damn that lazy good for nothing angel bastard."

Lucifer heard that. His attention drifts to the unhappy woman. Now unsure what to do but message your back and scalp. Messaging the tissues and relaxing your tense sore muscles alone. Both return to a satisfying state of mind.

"Luci?"

"Mhmm?"

You raise your arm for him to see, the angelic courting mark still present, confuzzled for the remaining mark "Didn't you mark me a while ago? Why is it still here??"

He frowns "It's, erhm, not as easy to do love..."

He took hold of your arm, tracing around the mark of claiming, as if he was starting to grow a tad possessive because of it alone. On his darling. His queen to be.

"They remain as long as the claimer lives. I'll fade if they perish." He says that as in matter of factly, soon smiling down at his confuse love "And I did mark you."

This time your confuse. And he sees that, very amused he was.

"Where the fuck is it?"

One of lucifer's fingers begins to cascade down your arm, to the chest, over your heart "It can be anywhere I want it to be." his finger traced your stomach down to your thigh "Like for instance.." his finger dips between your legs, dangerously close to your garden, his face in the crook of your neck, heavily blushing with lust "...up here. In your sweet little cunt. ~"

His fingertips were not sharp. He made sure not to cut your fragile heavenly skin, even in demon form. Being stretched out by his own pleasure it did nothing to perpare you for his veiny two long skinny fingers to slide pleasurable through the center of your ravished garden, open it, being invading what should be recovering from so many hours of pleasure.

Little moans slip out of your sore throat, yet it encouraged the demon king to please his one and only more and more. To him, this was your time to relax, your reward for helping him from his heat, of course he would make sure you recover in the best way possible.His fingers gentle caressing your walls, hitting spots that made you squirm, and all he did was continue it with hazed lust eyes. Flushed and becoming needy.

"Luci.~"

"Sensitive, aren't we? I can't blame you. Considering that this mark.." Lucifer's finger glazed the tip of his courting mark, pleasure sent throughout your being, was only held down as he continues to intensify it, a single hand placed on your tummy as he smirks with his face in the crook of your neck "...Is deeply set on top of your G-Spot. So if we have sex again, this marks make you three times more sensitive, your most likely bed bound for a week.~"

Everything felt good. It was so good you didn't care if you were sore. The teasing alone wasn't what you want, no, you wanted to test out the real thing.

And he knew. Your face says it all..

"Bed, I presume?"

Immediately, you nod. That was all it took you, the demon kind, who was taller here in hell, to help dry you off before carrying you back to bed bridal style. Once set on the bed Lucifer didn't care if his body was wet and possibly of caughting a cold. No, this man was observing his treasure staring back up at him in longing and utter need.

Soaking in, not just the lewd explay, but your features. Messy wet (H/C), left over bloody bite marks, hickeys, his demonic possessiveness that dares not to leave yet. What brought him back were those dazed needy (E/C) eyes. Begging. Pleading. Wanting.

Yearning for him no matter what he was or form he takes; Just him and his love. All that you need.

"Hand me that pillow darling.~"

There is no need to question it. The moment it was handed, a fluffy one at that, it was immediately tucked under your bum.

His hands grip your thighs, spreading them wide ever so slowly. Squirming away wasn't an option as your held down by his combined upper body weight and strength.

He wasn't towering over you either, rather, his face lowers to your garden.

"I'll go easy on you. That's if you want me too?"

Your not sure what to say. No voice wants to come out. So he took it as a no. And boy oh boy, did that excite the  man.

His tounge wasn't human. Long, fleshy, and snake like. Many would freak out by it but you bucked your hips upward as he tease your folds lick by lick. Sensory overload. A tickling pleasure filled sensation that left you shaking and quivering. Trying to run away only to be put in your place, kept down and devoured.

He set his left hand on your stomach, restricting your movements, as all he did was mess with your folds. Teasing, testing, simply adoring your reaction to his unholy actions.

He wanted to do more, and more he shall.

"So good!" On instinct your right hand shoots drown to grasp hold of his blond locks, bucking your hips and not knowingly burying him deeper into your core "Please...pretty please.."

Turns out he liked his hair being pulled. A new kink unlocked for him. But did he deny your request? No. Not at all.

Your inner core, torn by the king of hell himself, burned and yearns for his tounge. One swoop in and he remains there, your hand keeping him in deep in your goodness, madly buck and moan out as your sensitive body went haywire. It was too much. And you guys just got to the mere fun part of it.

Lucifer, pleasuring you with all he has learned and mastered, never once dared to look away from your face. As much as he was turned on, deep in your sweet warmth, he is by far mesmerized by your very soul. Thankful his father, throughout humanity descendents, made you.

Unlike Lilith and Eve, he will do whatever it takes to keep you. Your his. So definitely his.

Climaxing was something else this time. A loud cry leaving you alone, earth shaking trembling, at the end quivering and jittery in convulsing bliss and sore satisfaction.

Lucifer smiles, kissing your inner thighs soothingly "That's my girl.~"

His hands message into your thighs. Kneeding out the tension in replace for relaxation, before slowly start kissing your lower stomach little by little all the way up to your chest. Climbing his way up little by little. The after climax was still not gone entirely, how can if for it was so darn good?

He kissed pass your breast, trailing your your neck, jawline, just to skit scatter soft loving kisses all over your sweaty flushed exhausted face. In fact, after kissing your eyelids, boop your nose before kissing your lips finally. Tasting him and a massive mixture of your own unbecoming.

The kiss remains for a few seconds longer, sweet and precious, until Lucifer pulls away. Front the start he was normal, now, he was fully demonized.

"My turn.~"

Fear should have been in place. Only, you wanted it. All of it. Lucifer got off the bed entirely, you couldn't help by take in every detail of his back muscles flexing as he moved away, now eye googling the demon you most definitely fell hard for.

"On your hands and knees." His voice was changing, like he was fighting off something inside him, fixing his hair back from the prior session "Ass up, face down."

It wasn't easy. But somehow, by a miracle, managed to get yourself in a comfortable position. Immediately getting to excited upon the touch of the demon behind you. Observing every detail of you like a work of absolute art. Shivering upon his one finger trailing down and up your spine. Sending goosebumps throughout your very being as if climax wasn't enough.

Next thing you know a quick kiss was set on the middle of your spine, going up towards your shoulders "You look so fucking good on your knees, darling.~"

"Y-You think so?"

"I can still taste you on my tounge my love." He was kissing your shoulder blades, making his way up to your neck, soon kissing up your jaw and behind your left ear, warm breath and all "Is it bad I want to bend you over the counter and fuck you till you forget your own name?"

Either would be lovely...

"Your such a bea--"

"My king! You have a guest!" What a way to ruin the mood...

Lucifer, knowing he snuck you in here without anyone knowing, snaps his fingers for your portal home. You saw your room. Gary sleeping on your pillow.

Snapping his fingers he got his suit on, less demon like, before helping you out and into your world above. Gary meows loudly once he saw Lucifer holding his owner in the nude bridal style. Setting you on the bed and rushing back to his world below.

"I'm so so so sorry!This is like, well, super unplanned and I-!"

He didn't finish as your up, wobbly of course, just to cut him off with a sweet heated goodbye kiss. It took him by suprise but surely melt into it. Allowing you to cup his face in both your hands before pulling away for air.

Smiling, bright and ready to sleep, boop his nose "Go on, your needed elsewhere are you not?"

One hand pulled you in for him to kiss your head "That I am." before backing away, taking in each other's presence, before he finally left.

You were home now. With Gary. And honestly, you need a shower. Real bad.

Finding cloths was easy, night out obviously, only opening your bed room door you walk into a wall of muscle. Looking up, you noticed an angry unhappy angel.

"You. Me. Talk right now."