*mature scene*edited*
I must have fallen asleep because someone is shaking me alittle. "Angel, it's time to go home." I groan and flip onto my side.

I can hear Lucifer chuckling as a pair of strong, cozy, warm arms pick me up and holds me to a warm, hard, snugglable chest and I lean into the person.

"Luce..? Are we going home now?" I mutter.

"Yes babygirl we r going home."i can hear the smile on his face.

"About time.. I miss the food.." he chuckles as my stomach growls demandingly.

"I know babygirl I know." I feel myself slowly start to fade back to sleep when he starts moving.

When I wake up i'm laying on a bed, silken black sheets, luxuriously comfortable dark red pillows. Its all so comfortable that I don't wanna move.

The bed dips next to my hip and I groan quietly. "Damn it. I was so fucking comfortable.." a low chuckle sounds as I curse under my breath, upset at whatever disturbed me.

"That's some harsh language for my beautiful angel." Lucifer states amusedly.

"I was so comfy tho.." the blanket is ripped from over me. I quickly grab a pillow to cover myself only to realize that i'm wearing pajamas.

He breaks out laughing, "Did you think you were actually barron of clothing?" He raises one eyebrow with a smirk.

"No I didn't! Shut up!" I bark in denial as he slowly leans forwards, a hand on either side of me planted firmly to the bed.

Climbing up onto the bed he places one leg in between mine and brings his face really close to mine.

My mind so mixed from the dream I had while sleeping in his arms as he carried me home that all I can seem to focus on is him, his warm lips, his firmly built chest, his vivid sky blue eyes, his pale skin, his almost bony yet soft hips.

He locks eyes with me, my heart continuously skipping beats, my breath almost hitches. "Are you sure about that babygirl?" The depth in his voice is brought out by how quiet his voice is, driving me alittle further into the madness of the aura of seduction that flays around him like the huge, black, and graceful wings that spread out behind him.

"I- I.." I gulp as a knowing smile slowly grows across his face. "Yeah.. I-" he suddenly kisses me, this kiss being different then the others.

Its like his heart overflowed from his chest and into his lips, my mind unfurls like a flower going fullbloom, my own heart melts like wax over a hot flame, something else within seems to take over. 

Kissing him back and wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders, my heart caves in to him, tensed and sick of fighting myself.

I feel something in my heart click and everything feels perfect, I move my legs to allow him in-between them, my hands holding onto him like letting go of him would kill me.

One of my hands grabs onto his hair when his hands slowly lift my shirt up over my head and then pin me to the bed.

He pulls from the kiss and locks eyes with me, not saying a word when he finds what he was looking for, looking at a little foil packet then back at me, as if asking if he needs to use it.

To answer his unsaid question I kiss him, my hands grabbing onto his pant loops and pulling him against me.

Ignoring the packet he practically rips his and my clothes off and I feel his hard region enter my spot, starting off slow but alittle rough.

My moans, his breathy groans, the need for each other electrifying every spot our skin touches.

He gradually goes faster and rougher with each thrust, breathlessly groaning as my nails dig into his back, me grasping at him as I feel the tension of my climax.

He starts going alittle harder and harder as I cling to him tighter and tighter, my nails clawing at his back.

My head falls back and a loud moan erupts from me when my climax hits me hard, his almost immediately after me. Him holding my hips against his against he hits his climax, pushing himself deeper in me.

He stops but doesn't pull out yet, an arm around the underside of my back as we rest our foreheads against one another.

He locks eyes with me and gently pulls out, lovingly and comfortingly smiling at me, which I return his smile.

'I do love him, if I have to be honest with myself, i'm tired of running from it. I love Lucifer.' I think to myself as I look at him, seeing peace deep within his eyes.