My heart was like a jackhammer. Slamming against my ribcage as I waited for what felt like ages for the doors to open. Glancing at my phone I didn't see a message from Lucifer, maybe a bad idea? Maybe he was joking about this date. Maybe he'd take one look at me and just shut the door in my face.

'Okay no. Breathe Emmie, just breathe.' I told myself, taking large shaky breaths. Oh gosh what was even going to happen tonight?

The double doors slowly opened revealing a dark foyer. It was large and could once be considered welcoming but now just seemed dark and unwelcoming. Almost like the West Wing from Beauty and the Beast.

What was even creepier was that there was no one around. The doors just opened by themselves. Where was his staff? Was it just Lucifer by himself? But if it was just Lucifer by himself then how did the doors open by themselves. "Uh hello?" I call, looking around for at the very least a light switch so I wasn't just standing in complete darkness.

Walking down one of the halls on the left I used my phone's flashlight to at least see where I was going. "Lucifer?" I call out glancing at all the fancy paintings that lined the walls. Many of them were of Lucifer and Lilith standing together looking deeper and deeper in love.

There were many of Charlie growing up as well. 'Baby Charlie looks soo cute. I need a copy of some of these.' I smile seeing one picture. It was so cute and wholesome. Lucifer was holding tiny Charlie on his shoulders. Her tiny arms were wrapped around her mothers neck, and Lucifer's fingers had wrapped around Lilith's arm.

They were a beautiful family, you could see how much Lucifer and Lilith adored Charlie, so what could have happened? Why did Lucifer and Lilith break up? "May I help you?" A dull voice called from behind me.

"Jesus Christ!" I squeak, losing my phone as it flew in the air. "Right Jesus," the voice called sarcastically as light engulfed the hallway I stood in. Turning around I found an Imp standing dressed like a butler. He looked annoyed, bored even. "Lady Emilia, yes?" I felt my eye twitch, who was this Imp and how did he know my name?

"Yes...?"

A loud sigh left the imps lips as he turned on his heel and walked back where I had come from. "Follow me. His majesty is expecting you." He didn't bother waiting to see if I was following him or not so I had to book it to actually keep up.

"Is it just you who works here or..."

"There are others, but you needn't worry about that." He answered in the most dull voice you could imagine. I swear if I wasn't as nervous as I was and I was forced to just listen to him speak I'd have fallen asleep by now.

"Dinner will be served shortly. Do not touch anything." He explained as soon as we entered a huge dining room. And by huge I mean it. The table looked like it could seat thirty people minimum! "Fuck he really is fancy." I mumble staring at the table to the large fireplace, to the long mirror that hung on the wall. I felt like I was severely underdressed and was half tempted to run back to the hotel.

Should I leave? Should I just sneak out the window and book it home? Glancing at table there were candles and plates set beside one another. It did look lovely, like Lucifer had put in a lot of work to make sure the room looked romantic. Actually I wasn't sure if Lucifer actually had this set up for me or if he had one of his servants do it. Or it could always look this way and it's just waiting to be used.

"Wait...how'd he know my name." I mutter staring at the door the Imp had left through. "He doesn't talk about me...does he?" I mumble surprised. It didn't make sense though. The last outing I had with Lucifer he called me Emily. "So does that mean he actually knows my name?"

Walking towards the large table I let my fingers glide across the smooth surface as my thoughts started to take over.

Elsewhere:

Lucifer sat at his desk fiddling with his newest duck. He was getting rather annoyed that the paint wasn't sticking correctly for this duck's features.

Normally when Lucifer was stressed he would paint his ducks and he'd calm down almost instantly, the smell of paint, the calmness of the room, the repetitiveness just did wonders for his psyche but today nothing he did was helping him.

His hair disheveled as he let out a groan of annoyance before tossing the duck into one of the large piles. "Worthless!" He screamed at the inanimate object before slamming his head down on the desk running his claw like fingers through his hair.

"Why can't I get the color scheme down correctly?! It doesn't make any sense!"

A knock on the door sounded as Lucifer grumbled repeatedly to himself. "Sire, Lady Emila has arrived."

"Emilia?" confusion drifted through Lucifer's red eyes before realization shot through him like a bullet, "Emilia! She's here!" Shooting from his desk chair Lucifer scuttled around his office looking for a mirror. He frantically tore off his clothes and in his rush stumbled to change.

"Ah! Fuck, fuck, fuck! My first date in seven years and I'm late!" Lucifer moans raking his fingers through his hair. "She won't mind this right? Bed head hair looks sexy. Right?" Looking back towards the imp standing in the doorway Lucifer shook his head.

"No, no. Of course not. This needs to go perfect!" He stops in the middle of the room holding his head. "Am I making a mistake?" he whispered softly to himself . He still hasn't even told Charlie that her mother left him, he felt embarrassed. He was the king of Hell. He fell from Heaven's graces for Lilith and she left him.

He gave up everything for her and she gave up on Lucifer.

He loved her, of course he loved her. Lucifer didn't think he could love anyone as much as he loves Lilith. But as the days went by, night by night he was lonely. Charlie left to run her 'hotel' leaving Lucifer alone. There were days he wished he could speak with his brothers again but knew heaven wouldn't allow it. "Sire."

Snapping his gaze towards the imp again Lucifer straightened his back and fixed his suit jacket. "Thank you Brozen. I shall meet with her in a moment." He nodded dismissing the imp from his presence. 'I hope tonight goes well.' Looking down at his phone he scrolled through their previous message and smiled. "Well let's hope for the best eh?" fixing his bowtie in the mirror standing by the doorway Lucifer looked himself over.

His hair was only slightly disheveled. A lone blonde curl continuously tried to escape its place. His usual white suit was now a black pinstripe, matching his dark red dress shirt. The dark colors seemed to make his pale features even lighter than before. Regardless of how pale he may look, Lucifer knew how attractive he was.

Fiddling with his bowtie once again he forced a smile to graces his features. "Alright Lucifer, you can do this." He spoke, locking his gaze on his own reflection. "I am beautiful. I deserve to be happy. I am enough." The words sounded unsure to anyone who might have been listening in, but Lucifer speaking his affirmations was nothing new.

Nodding to himself Lucifer grabbed his cane and made his way down the many halls towards the dining room. He found her looking over a picture of flowers from the garden outback. "Emilia!" He called, bringing the girl's attention back to him. Lucifer could feel himself start to perspirate and hoped she wouldn't notice. "Lucifer, wow. You look really nice." Her gaze traveled up and down his form as a gentle smile graced her lips.

He almost missed the almost bashful look she sent his way. Lucifer himself felt his own heart skip in his chest.

"You look beautiful." He spoke softly, slowly making his way towards her side, grasping her hand in his left and bringing it to his lips to give a kiss. She really did look beautiful, there was something different about her but he couldn't figure out what.

"I'm sorry about the wait," he whispered, refusing to let go of her hand. The soft gentle look in her purple eyes sent pleasant tingles through his body. "It's no problem," she glanced away, biting her bottom lip as she took another look at the dining room.

Lucifer coughed into his right hand as he looked at the table set for two. "Shall we?"

Nodding her head Emmie let Lucifer lead her towards the head of the table before removing his hand from hers and pulling out the chair to the left of the head of the table. "Thank you."

Emmie wasn't sure how to act. No one had pulled out a chair for her when she was alive. The last time someone ever had done it must have been when she was a little little kid. 'Lucifer really is a gentleman. I can only imagine what Angel would say if he were here.'

Lucifer quickly took his seat at the head of the table adjusting his suit jacket so that it was still straight before facing Emmie again. "Did you have trouble getting here?"

"Oh, no." She shook her head "I just said I had a meeting with you and didn't mention it to Charlie, I kind of wanted to keep this a secret just a bit longer." She explained, her hand twitching in her lap as she stared at the handsome king. "If Charlie was to find out I was courting you...would you be upset?"

Her face flushes at the word courting. 'So he actually is trying to date me,' She felt her heart flutter in her chest excitedly at that. It wasn't just all in her head. He did actually like her, probably not as much as she liked him but she was happy nonetheless.

Facing the King of Hell she felt her heart flutter seeing him worrying his bottom lip watching her. There were thousands of possibilities that flashed through Lucifer's mind. All of them terrible! "I wouldn't mind if you told Charlie, it's been killing me not being able to tell her about this. But I feel like you two need to have a talk about your divorce first before you spring it on her." she explained softly wanting to reach out and grasp his hand but deciding against it.

The relief that flooded Lucifer's body as the smile returned to his face made Emilia happy. "I do ask that you give me a heads up before you do. I need to be prepared for the week-long lockdown of her millions of questions."

The two share a laugh because that sounded like something Charlie would definitely do. "I understand," he reaches out grasping her hand in his own, his thumb brushing over the back of her hand sending butterflies all through her stomach. "I'll give you a heads up when I do tell her. I just...I'm afraid she will be upset with me for not making it work with her mother."

Lucifer stares at their hands smiling softly when he feels her hand squeeze his. "It'll be tough." Emilia agrees, reaching her other hand out to hold his hand between hers. "But the more it's put off the worse it'll be. I can help if you'd like? Get everyone out of the hotel? Or offer you moral support while you talk to her."

She gave him a small encouraging smile. "Just let me know what I can do."

Lucifer's free hand places itself on their pile of hands and stared deep into her lilac eyes. "Thank you, I appreciate your offer, Emilia." her stomach twists in delight every time she hears him say her real name. "But this is something I must do on my own."

Emilia nods her head "If you need help. Just let me know. I'm here for you." Hearing those words slip past her lips forced a series of flutters in his chest. He had not heard something like that in a long time. His did his best to control the faint blush that seemed to seep to the surface of his face, where he quickly pulls a hand away and coughs into it. "Well then...dinner?"

Squeezing his hand one more time she nodded "I'm excited to see what you have in store for me." she grins.

"Oh you'll enjoy tonight's evening I guarantee it~" Lucifer wiggled his eyebrows suggestively with a little chuckle. Her eyes widened and a large red hue decorated her cheeks. 'Damn it Angel for ruining me.' She thinks to herself at the dirty thoughts she got from just a sentence.

"Well then, Garꞔon!" Emilia giggles as his loud voice calls forth his head chef or one of his servants. She wasn't sure but the man brought out a tray covered in a silver dish hat. Another man came forward appearing out of nowhere and filling their glasses with a purple wine.

Pulling the silver lid free revealed a delicious spread, a very fancy looking steak, spinach and potatoes. The man came forward placing a plate in front of each of them before bowing his respect to Lucifer and leaving. It was then Emilia noticed that Lucifer was still holding her hand, his thumb continuously running over the back of her hand.

"Wow! This looks amazing." she smiles feeling her heart fluttering in her chest at the look Lucifer seemed to be giving her. "I'm glad you think so."

"Had to be fancy though, didn't you? Didn't want to do something simple, hmm?" she teases giggling to herself. Lucifer immediately blushes and looks panicked. " Is it too much? We can have something else! Whatever you want, the chef can make us something totally different if you'd like!" The poor King of Hell looked like he was about to sweat from the sheer thought that the meal he'd chosen was too much for his date.

She giggles again shaking her head. "No! I was only kidding!" she leans forward and places a quick kiss on his cheek flushing when she pulls away. "I just wanted to tease you since we were talking about mac and cheese that one time." she explained squeezing his hand to comfort the poor man.

"Darling don't frighten me like that." Emilia felt her heart beating a thousand drums a minute. 'He just called me darling!? Oh my gods is he cute!'

"I'm sorry, I was just having a bit of fun." she laughs through her blush. "Um before we eat where is your bathroom?" she asked looking around.

Lucifer's eyes widen before he coughs slightly. "Oh um...down the hall three doors on the left." he points in the direction. "Thank you, I won't be long." she promises as she unfortunately slips her hand free of his own.

Emilia's POV:

Oh my god, oh my god! I almost splash water on my face, but my friends worked so hard to help me that I slap my face to get my thoughts under control instead. "Okay Emmie, you can do this! Dinner and a movie, nothing else right? Oh gods what if there is more? He's going to see my scars. I don't want him to see me like that! They're so ugly. I'm ugly. AGH why did I do this." I whimper holding the sink for support.

I really like him but I don't want him to see how ugly I am. I...I don't even know why he's even on this date with me. 'Shut up Emmie! He likes you! No he doesn't he still loves his wife. But he wants to be with you! It's so obvious! Is it?! Just go out there and talk and eat dinner. Thats all no sex...but god I wonder what it would be like to be railed by the king of hell...' I felt myself blushing a bright red thinking of what he could do sexually.

'Agh! I can't have these kinds of thoughts in his fucking bathroom!' Shaking my head I quickly rush back to the dining room. I did not need him thinking something bad was going on in there.

Lucifer was just sitting there waiting, playing with his thumbs and looking down at his plate still full of food. "Sorry about that," I apologized quickly, taking my seat beside him. "You didn't have to wait, you could have started without me."

"I wouldn't start without you, that's not very gentlemanly." he cracks a small smile looking more at ease than when I first came through the door. "Well I'm here so...let's dig in." We both dug into the food and oh gods it was amazing. The flavor was incredible. The potatoes were light and fluffy and the spinach was served al dente so they had a bit of the crunch still mixed with the buttery flavor.

"Gods this is amazing!" I moaned. Yeah I moaned. For food. I moaned for the food. And I'll do it again. This was just so fucking good I don't think even I could cook this well. Then I realized that I moaned. In front of Lucifer. My eyes widen as I realize what I've done. 'Oh gods I didn't want to moan this early into the date!'

His cheeks were blushing more than I'd ever seen anyone blush before, and I blushed in response. "Oh, um sorry. It's really good." looking away I felt mortified that this happened. "I'm glad you like the food...would you like some wine?" nodding I felt completely mortified. "Yes please." his clawed hand had pushed my glass closer to me. Glancing up it seemed he was also nervous...maybe even something more?

"I hope you like it," she took a sip and smiled, enjoying the sweet taste. "It's sweet almost like grape juice." he looked excited now. "That's what thought too!"

I giggled with him, feeling myself calm down some. "So how are things at the hotel?" I quickly placed the glass back down and started to explain about all of Charlie's trust exercises. He still didn't seem to think that the program would work but he acted interested when I spoke.

Soon enough the food was gone. I honestly wished I could take some back to the hotel with me because fuck that steak was amazing. "Now then, shall we watch the movie?" I felt myself flush feeling Lucifer pull my chair out for me. "Of course, just lead the way."

'Don't freak out, don't freak out!' Lucifer placed his hand on the small of my back guiding me towards another section of this palace. The dark halls made it feel a little creepy but standing beside Lucifer made me feel safe.

"Here we are." my eyes widen in shock feeling my jaw drop at sight before me. It was a theater, an actual honest to god theater. There was a concession stand and everything! "Jesus Christ!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uh? No, my nephew isn't here." Lucifer was looking at me confused as I looked over the entire room. "No, no, oh my gods this is so cool!" I turn to face him again excitedly "I didn't expect you to have a home theater!"

"Oh?" Lucifer looked over the room as well a small smile on his face at some memories. "We had this division made when Charlie was younger, I tend to update this every few years. It's the latest with VoxTech." Lucifer explains guiding us to a seat. It was a small sofa that would fit two people. "I already bought the movie, so it better be worth it." he cracks a joke snaking his arm over my shoulders.

I could feel myself blushing at how he easily threw his arm over my shoulders, it was like I was a teenager again crushing on some boy who waved my way. But this, this was Lucifer Fucking Morningstar. The actual King of Hell. Gods did he smell good though, he smelled like honey crisp apples, one of my favorites.

"I'm honestly surprised you've never seen it before. It's a cult classic. Everything was hand made which makes it even more incredible." Lucifer hums at my words. His fingers twirling a strand of my white hair. "The last movie I had seen in regards to dinosaurs it was all stop motion style."

"Well if you don't like the movie then we can always put on something you like or I can make it up to you somehow." I watched him process my words, a series of emotions flashed through his eyes, one I noticed the most was Lust. I felt myself blush just thinking of the possibility of being intimate with Lucifer.

"Emilia..." hearing my name from his lips sent shivers down my spine. "Yes Lucifer?" I tried to play it cool, I didn't want to scare him off. His red eyes traced my face. Looking at me hungrily? No. Not possible. He's probably looking for an imperfection. Right?

"You look very beautiful tonight," he whispered slowly inching closer. "I do?" he was hovering now. Maybe even a breath away. "You do." his eyes glued what I could only assume was my lips because god damn it I wanted to kiss him. One of his hands reaches out and brushes a strand of hair free from my eyes. "Would it be alright if I were to...kiss you?" he mumbles inching closer.

The movie hasn't even started and I'm sure I don't even want to watch it now. I think I just want to sit here and kiss Lucifer. "Y-yeah," I saw the small gentle smile on his lips as his fingers glide under my jaw tilting my head just a fraction of an inch up and meeting his lips in a soft, delicate kiss.

I felt my heart explode as his lips pressed against mine. Fireworks went off in the distance, the whole nine yards. My eyes flutter closed as my arms reach up to wrap around his neck, pulling myself closer to his warm body. Fuck I've wanted to do this for a while now.

One of his large clawed hands ran down my back and rested on my hips, giving the area a gentle squeeze. I felt myself moan against him. Feeling his tongue glide against my bottom lip I couldn't deny the man. Gods he was incredible. His scent was driving me mad with how good he smelled.

When we pulled back some he looked completely smitten, or maybe I was just staring at myself in his eyes. His pupils were dilated as he ran this thumb over my cheek affectionately. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time." he mumbles softly.

"Me too...I just, I didn't want to push you or..."

"I didn't want to scare you off." Lucifer spoke, interrupting me. "You are quite the creature , captivating me the way you do." my face must be on fire with how much I'm blushing. My fingers twitch as I play with the soft locks on the back of his head. Watching him close his eyes and hearing the soft rumble in his chest I knew just then and there. I would most likely be fantasizing about that noise for a long time.

She ran her fingers across his cheek "I don't think you could run me off Lucifer." I smile, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Good," he hums, shutting his eyes. "So should we watch the movie?" I ask, pressing myself closer to him. "We can," he pulls away from me, making me pout.

I liked being in his embrace.

His hand reaches out pulling me into his chest as he starts the movie, the lights dimmed leaving us alone with dinosaurs. "Is this okay?" I nodded my head snuggling into his chest. As the movie went on I could tell that he wasn't entirely paying attention. His one arm held me in place while his other hand was drawing lazy patterns in my skin. It was getting rather hard to focus on the movie.

Looking up I found that he was watching me. He had this small smile on his lips that just made my heart flutter. "Er...Lucifer?" She whispered, unsure what she was even going to ask him. "Hmm?" He had that gentle smile on his lips as he stared at me. I didn't even care about the movie anymore. I reached out and pulled him down kissing him.

Lucifer groans deep in his chest, I felt one hand cradle my jaw while he pushes my body to be laying down on the couch. His body pressed against mine, caging me in between him and the cushions of the couch. I didn't care, I loved it. All I could smell was the Honeycrisp scent clinging to his body.

All I wanted was to feel more of him.

A whine left my lips as he moved down my jaw, down my neck, nipping at the skin. My back arches as a moan slips past my lips. "So responsive." He chuckles against my neck. "I haven't even touched you yet." his voice sent shivers down my spine.

Oh gods, I think I'm gonna cum from just his voice alone. My face was scarlet red at this point as he nips at my neck again. "L-Lucifer wait wait." I stop him, feeling really nervous. I wanted to get this conversation over with now before it was too late.

Lucifer pulled back confused, staring down at me worried. "Did I do something wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

I lean up on my elbows and stare at his chest "I just...I really like you Lucifer. A-and I really want to continue this but..." I blushed slowly meeting his concerned gaze. "I really like you as well Emilia." I nodded shifting myself to be sitting while he sat back on his knees. "I just...I'm really self conscious about my body and...and I don't want you to freak out when you see it."

Lucifer's concerned gaze shifted to understanding. "You're beautiful Emilia, I don't think anything about your body will be anything other than beautiful." he spoke softly, cupping my jaw and tilting my face so that we were face to face again. "I...I have scars."

"I'm sure they just accentuate your beauty," he spoke softly trying to ease my nerves. "I...I wouldn't think that." she shook her head holding his hand on her cheek. "Its not just scars..." I mumbled rolling my sleeves up and showing off the dark black scarring on my wrists.

I watched him look at the dark scarring. I watched him slowly take one of my wrists and place a kiss on the black marks. "They're beautiful. They just add to your beauty." he spoke softly looking back to her face. "You're beautiful, scars or none." he whispered, kissing up my arm. The butterflies in my stomach exploded.

"Thank you...but that isn't the worst of them." she whispered fearful. His red gaze met mine again concerned and curious. "I just...I don't want you to freak out when you see it."

"Emilia...I won't. Do you trust me?" I gulp staring up at him. I did trust him, I honestly trusted him more than anything right now. Slowly nodding my head I stare at him nervous and scared. "Good," he whispered taking my hand in his. Moving off the small couch and taking me through the halls. "Let me show you how beautiful you are."

Biting my bottom lip I let him drag me through the halls until we were in a large bedroom. "I...Just don't freak out alright?" I whispered again, very nervous. This was actually happening. "It's okay," he whispered softly, kissing my lips.

I melted into his hold feeling his love through the kiss. His hands traveled over my shoulders and down my arms until they rested on my hips. "Let me worship you." he whispered, moving down my neck again. "O-Okay..." I stammer feeling nervous and excited all at once.

I'm terrified, as soon as he sees the brand he's going to get mad. He's going to think it's disgusting knowing that I'm marked by someone. "It's okay, just breathe." he whispered, moving behind me, going for the zipper.

"W-wait!"

Lucifer placed a kiss along the back of my neck. "It's okay, just breathe alright?" he was slowly unzipping my dress. "It's just...I was..." I didn't get to finish. I could feel how stiff he was behind me. I could only imagine how mad he was. "Who."

I cringe clutching my dress to my chest. I knew he was going to be mad. I knew this was going to ruin everything. "Emilia...who did this to you?" he spoke in a gentler tone of voice. But I knew, I knew he would find it disgusting. "I know it's disgusting." I whispered, feeling myself starting to panic. I could feel myself on the verge of crying.

Lucifer turned my face so that we were face to face. "I don't care about that." she spoke sternly. "I care about you. Who did this to you?"

Looking away from him I clutch my body tightly "I-I told you... I don't...I don't own my soul anymore." Lucifer took a deep breath, probably trying to calm himself down. "The overlord...the one that you work for. He did this?"

I didn't speak. There was no point in it. He got it right on the money.

"Emilia..." I cringe feeling so disgusting. He could never find me attractive. He could never think I was attractive with how damaged, how disgusting I was. "I'm sorry this happened to you," he hugged me from behind, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me tightly. "None of this should have happened to you."

"I'm sorry...I'm sure this kills the mood." I hear Lucifer sigh, and his arms squeeze me gently before turning me around to face him. I keep my face pointed down, but he lifts my chin with a hand to force me to look into his eyes. "Stop saying things like that." He moves his hand to my cheek and pulls my face close to his leaning his forehead against mine. "I hate that you have that , but the only thing that "disgusts" me is the overlord who did this. I really l-...I really like you, Emilia. I haven't wanted someone this close in a long, long time."

I stare into his eyes, finding it hard to believe him and I put one of my hands on his shoulders. I use the other to keep my dress up. "Do you really mean that, Lucifer? I don't want you to force yours-" He cuts me off with another kiss that makes my mind go blank. "Do you need me to repeat myself?" he asks in a husky voice, confusion runs through me as I stare up at him. "What do you mean?" I ask confused. He gives me a small, but super sexy smile. He grabs the hand not touching him and makes me let go of my dress. I let out a little gasp as the dress slides down, revealing my bare chest. Heat gathers in his gaze, and he leans closer to me. "Let me worship you," he whispers into my ear.

"O-oh!" I stammer feeling embarrassed to be on full display here. Damn Angel just has to say no bras. "You're so beautiful." He growls, guiding me back towards his bed.

"I-I..." I couldn't speak. I wanted to cover myself. I don't know why he kept saying I was beautiful but I knew I wasn't. "The sight of you..." he moans, nipping along my neck. I could feel butterflies well up in my stomach.

I flushed even more feeling him place gentle kisses along my scars. Goosebumps race across my skin from his kisses, the air, his touch. I felt myself gasping and whimpering against his lips. "I love how responsive you are." He growls his sharp teeth grazing the flesh of my breast.

A pathetic whimper left my lips as he touched the other. I could probably be considered on cloud nine. "Emilia," he said my name in that deep gravelly way that just made me cry out. "Look at me." He spoke in a commanding tone that sent shivers down my spine. "That's a good girl, keep those beautiful eyes on me and me alone." He whispered.

The whine that left my lips made me flush even more. Gods he was incredible. "L-Lucifer-"

"That's it...keep saying my name." He muttered going lower than before. His voice muffled slightly by my skin. I could feel his hands slowly start gliding up my legs. His touch feather light but with a hint of possessiveness. His red eyes stares down at me as he sits back admiring my body.

His fingers grip along the fabric of my panties and I instinctively shut my legs feeling really nervous again. "Emilia..." Lucifer whispered my name leaning forward some. My heart was racing in my chest as I stare up at him. The red blush seemed to darken. "Please tell me if you don't want this." He spoke softly. His thumbs rubbing soothing circles on my skin. "I'll stop right away." He promised me.

I cover my face in embarrassment "I do...I just...it's been a really long time Lucifer..." how could he of all people want me? He was a literal angel, perfect in every single way and I was just...me. His hands left my waist as he gently pries my hands away from my face. "It's okay," he smiled down at me, it was so full of love I swear my heart skipped a beat.

"It's been...it's been a very long time since I've wanted to be with a woman, like I want to be with you." He spoke gently as he kissed me. "You-you really want m-me that bad?"

His eyes darkened a fraction as he kissed along my jaw again. "I do." Slowly nodding my head I shifted my hips allowing him to glide my panties off. "You're so beautiful," he purrs, kissing along the inside of my left thigh. I was practically dripping at this point and he hadn't even touched me!

I let out a loud whine feeling his teeth scrape against the sensitive flesh of my thigh. My legs desperately wanted to close again but he held them open. His red eyes watching me as he smirked. "You smell heavenly," he purred again sending shivers down my spine. His thumb just barely traced the front of me as he chuckles. "So wet just for me. You've given me such a feast Emilia." He grins showing off his sharp teeth.

"Luc-Lucifer," I whined feeling embarrassed all over again. "Don-don't say that." I was so red faced and nervous. "No?" He chuckles "but you look so enchanting when I say things like that, so red, so desperate for me."

I look away embarrassed again. "A feast fit for a king." He growls before plunging forward. Gripping my thighs tightly I cry out in pleasure feeling his tongue swipe up my lips and land on my nerves. One of his hands reaches up and started stretching me, forcing more moans to slip past my lips. "Luc-Lucifer~" the strangled moan left my lips.

I don't think I'd ever felt this way before in my life. Feeling every nerve in my body on high alert. Feeling his fingers, his tongue, his sharp teeth pressing against my skin. "Darling, you taste divine." He growls out. Shivers dance down my spine as his tongue continued to stimulate my clit. It felt like electricity was coursing through my entire body, one of my hands grips into his hair clutching tightly as I felt myself growing closer and closer to release.

The growl he made, the vibrations made me cry out. Tugging at his hair I whine loudly feeling myself clench around his fingers. I was so close. So, so close when he stopped. His head shifted up as he stared at me, my juices coating his lip.

The pathetic whine that left my lips made him laugh. "Wh-why?" I whine, throwing my head back annoyed, letting go of his hair. "Why?" he asked, chuckling hovering overtop me again. "Did I...Did I do something wrong?" I fumble to ask him nervously that I may have hurt him while he was doing that.

"No of course not my darling." he coos softly leaning forward to kiss my lips. I could taste myself on his lips and honestly it kind of excited me even more. "I don't think I can hold out much longer darling," he growled against my lips. "I believe it's time we moved on to the main course."

I let out a squeak as he kissed me again, his tongue slipping past my lips and gliding against mine. My fingers fumble trying to get his shirt off. He was wearing far too many clothes. "Allow me," he growls, snapping his fingers. I watched fascinated, surprised, and felt myself getting turned on even more as his clothes disappeared leaving him bare before me. His skin was a pale white like his face but his skin was so smooth. Feeling him kiss me again he pressed himself right against me allowing me to feel how warm he was.

The feel of his skin on mine sent my senses into overdrive. Being able to feel him, enjoy his touch even more made it hard for me not to just push him onto his back and take him. I moan against him feeling one of his clawed hands reach out and grasp my thigh, guiding it to wrap around his hip allowing him to press against me. Feeling his hardened arousal press against my sex sent waves of shudders through my body. My fingers tangled themselves in his soft blonde locks forcing him to keep kissing me.

A low growl slipped past his lips as he kissed his way down my jaw. "Emilia." he moans my name, sending shivers down my spine. "If you want me to stop...just tell me alright?" he spoke softly nuzzling against my neck. "Don't worry about pleasing me. Just tell me alright?"

I nodded "Alright...I'll tell you." I felt him sigh with relief as he kissed my neck right where my pulse would be. His hand grips my hips as he positions himself at my entrance "I'll go slow," he told me slowly inching himself inside me.

My eyes widen in surprise at how big he felt. A strangled gasp leaves my lips as I try to adjust around him. A low moan slips past his lips as he grips my hip tightly "Fuck...You feel so good." his thrusts were slow and steady giving me enough time to adjust to his size. "I'm, I'm okay."

At getting the okay I felt his thrusts get faster "Fuck you feel so good for me." he groans against my ear. "Taking me so well." Shockwaves of pleasure shot through my body as I cried out in pleasure, my fingers clutching onto his broad shoulder and digging my nails into his back. My head was swimming with the amount of pleasure I was feeling.

His grip on my hips grows tighter with each powerful thrust. "Lucifer!" his name slips past my lips as I felt myself coming completely undone around him. "That's a good girl," he moans in my ear. "Screaming my name." Another whine left my lips feeling him bite at my neck, his sharp teeth sinking into my flesh sending me over the edge. I was seeing stars as I clenched around him. "Fuck Emilia," he growls quickening his pace. His grip on my thigh grew tight. I was sure there would be bruises later but I didn't care.

"You feel so good," he growls in my ear. "Are you going to be a good girl and come for me again?" he asked breathlessly, staring down at me as he drags his hand over my body again. "Come again for me Elimia," he orders me as his thumb finds my clit, rubbing furiously as I clench around him again. "Fu-Fuck on my god!"

"No, no, not god." he grins down at me. "Don't cry out for him." the new sensation was dragging me to new heights. I couldn't take much more. "Fuck Lucifer pl-please!" gasps left my lips as I cling to him tighter.

"Thats right, scream my name darling." Groaning loudly I felt myself tighten around him again. His words, his movements, his scent! Everything was making me lose control of myself. "Thats a good girl." he rasps out. His grip on my body grew bruisingly tight as a low guttural groan slips past his lips as he thrust deep inside me, spilling himself deep inside. He pants collapsing on top of me. Peppering my skin with kisses "You're incredible." he moans against my ear.

My heart was beating out of my chest as I was trying to come down from my own high. I ran my fingers through his hair as I closed my eyes, a small smile on my lips. We stayed like that for a few minutes trying to collect ourselves before he rolled over lying beside me.

"You are truly amazing my dear." He grins beside me. Turning to face him she gave a small tired smile "I think thats you," watching him laugh made my heart flutter. "No my dear, it's you." he shifts, pulling my body closer to his, allowing me to rest my head on his chest. "Everything about you is truly amazing." he placed a kiss on my crown affectionately.

I felt my heart swell with love as I snuggled into his chest just listening to his heartbeat calm down.