Inspiration from Tumblr conversation between Inb4belphienaps and Anonymous

In the music room you take off your shoes and start rubbing your feet as you lean back against Lucifer's legs while watching a movie with everyone else.

Your new shoes have been killing your feet and you need to work the kinks out if you're going to wear them again tomorrow, and you want to as they were a gift from Asmo- black kitten heels with big black and pink polkadot satin bows at the back and little peek-a-boo toes, very vintage.

Lucifer can feel the rhythmic motion of your shoulder moving back and forth and looks down at you, at that moment you happened to be massaging a toe between two fingers; up and down, up and down, before moving to the next. Lucifer's leg jerks and he sharply inhales.

You look up at him, questioningly, wondering what's wrong, as you keep tending to your tired toes. Lucifer looks you in the eyes, and you notice his pupils are blown, his skin has a thin sheen of perspiration, and he almost seems to be panting as he looks down at you.

"Are you feeling ok, Lucifer?" You whisper, concerned he may be coming down with something. It's not like he looks after himself all that well.

You move on to your big toe, curling your fist around it, rotating it a bit. This poor toe was a little cramped in the shoe and you close your eyes and smile as it starts to feel better.

You look back up to Lucifer, waiting for an answer, but all you hear is a low growl and faster than you or anyone else in the room realizes, you're tossed over his shoulder and halfway up the stairs when you hear Mammon yell "Oi! What d'ya think you're doin' with MC! She don't got no shoes on!"

By the time you hear Asmo laugh and fake-shocked say "Ara-ara!" You've been tossed on Lucifer's bed and the door slammed shut and locked.

Lucifer turns to you, "Now, princess, it's my turn to play with those little toes you so cruelly flaunted in front of everyone, torturing me," he paused, thinking, as he took off his shirt. "If you don't want this, say so now. Be warned that if I catch you playing with your feet again, I will not be held responsible for my actions."

You stared up at him silently, then say, "Ok."

You had never figured Lucifer, the Avatar of Pride, as one for having a foot fetish.