His lips worked against yours clumsily, while yours were increasingly cumbersome. For two people who had very little experience kissing, it was going about as well as it could. For a while, it remained a more chaste experience. And then, you parted your lips.

As if something had been triggered by this action, Lucifer's arms gripped your waist and pulled your neck closer to him. Suddenly, you were being dominated even though you were on top. His tongue slid in and out of your mouth subtly, and his fingers entangled themselves in your hair.

His other hand pulled up your dress, an action that took quite a few moments, but was ultimately something that needed to be done. Nervously, you broke the kiss and looked into Lucifer's eyes.

"Are you ready to be fertilized?" He asked you with a matter-of-fact attitude.

You scrunched your eyebrows and gave him a smile.

"You could be more romantic about it." You laughed lightly as you blushed.

"Ah, but this is for procreation, no?" He asked as his fingers skirted your thighs.

"Yes... But it wouldn't hurt." You looked away from him.

"Ah, no, I do prefer to look you in the eyes." His hand went from the back of your head to your chin, pulling it back to look at him. "I love the feeling of being inside of you, YN. I enjoy being close to you and I believe we feel something special for each other. Please, may I have the pleasure?"

You smiled once again and nodded. As Lucifer positioned you atop his member, you took a deep exhale and relaxed your body. Then, you pushed downward.

"Mmmm" You moaned out as Lucifer tilted his head back. This felt so much better than any demon he had ever taken. For a moment, the question of why crossed his mind, but it was quickly wiped away as you began moving up and down.

"Am... I doing good?"

"Excellent! Splendid!" His hands flew to your waste and began helping you pull up further and push down harder.

"You feel... really good... too!" Your fingers tangled through his beautiful blonde hair as you gently pulled on it to aid in your movements.

"Mm! Mmm! I like that! I like that!" His voice rang out in his throne room, deeper than you were used too.

Sooner rather than later however, the sounds of the throne room had dissolved in a cacophony of moans and sloppy kisses. Lucifer's lips dragged over your own and then down your neck. His blonde hair began clinging to his face as perspiration beaded on his face. As his chest bounced up and down, you breaths became shallow.

"Yes... yes! I love the way your body clings to mine, YN! Oh, your human form! I love it!" His eyes and head rolled back as he expelled his seed into your receptive body.

Unable to form words however, you just let out a series of moans that began to form the name Lucifer in his mind. And it pleased him to no end. Gone were the days of meaningless grunt and empty pleasure. He had a goal; a mission. He was going to get you pregnant.