What I wouldn't give to wake up drinking Lucifer Morningstar.
To slowly blink my eyes open, feel the sunlight shining brightly through the slightly parted curtains onto my face as I am hit with the familiar scent of musky pubic hair filling my nostrils as I attempt to inhale deeply to yawn only to choke slightly over the feeling of something soft but yet large—greedily taking up the entire space in my mouth and lightly pressing into the entrance of my throat.
To feel what I can only acknowledge as a soft foreign object in my mouth twitching slightly in response from the unintended bobbing & convulsing from the wet flesh chamber it had snuggly turned into its home as I coughed. My brain is still hazed with sleep even after I come down from my choked coughing fit, my eyes blink slowly to clear out the blur in my vision that finally reveals a patch of blond pubs decorated on a porcelain white skin before me. My senses start to grow stronger to make sense of my environment the further my sleep evaporates from my body causing me to reach the realization that my cheek was rested nicely on a very plump thigh matched with the very same porcelain white skin, that I can now peice together to see— is a pelvis?
Blinking away the last of my drowsiness, I finally managed to fully gain consciousness that graciously rewarded me with a wave of aching soreness that plagued every muscle within, forcing me to let out a muffled groan from both the morning exhaustion and (mostly) pain. The feeling of small rapid twitching immediately follows between the top pad of my tongue and roof of my upper skull from the same soft invader that began to slightly harden but is completely disregarded for a more interesting discovery capturing my attention as the sound of a familiar deep voice cuts through the dead silence.
My eyes began to trail the base of the milky white stained pelvis following a trail of a small well trimmed blond carpet, past the fit muscular bruised lower abdomen to his upper bite mark ridden abdomen exposing his perky pink nipples standing hard at attention. I continue trailing further to see deeper bite marks and hickeys coupled with dark smeared lipstick across the white canvas of his shoulders connecting to his ruined neck. Finally my vision landed on the resting angelic of none other than Lucifer Morningstar, his lips swollen with a smudge dark color of red, his cheeks, forehead and almost every inch of his skin bearing the same litter of kiss marks as his mouth remains slightly parted breathing in shallow breathing and his eyebrows softly pushed together while small sounds of pleasure fall shamelessly passed his lips.
The sight of him is absolutely breath taking, his messy blond hair leaving behind strands to his gentle face,the mountain of pillows proping his form in just the right angel to have his legs drapped over my shoulders,his hand still resting interlocked in my hair and feeling his wonderful cock twitching in slow growth in my mouth that I couldn't help but moan deeply against him, the vibration causing his jaw to slack open letting out a louder whine.
"Mmhh-nnghh—! " his head pushes further back into the pillows as his hips twitch upwards instinctually hitting the back of my throat as I gag, his mouth opening slightly wider to show off his glistening sharp teeth with his breathing getting quicker and more shallow.
He's just so beautiful like this, so sinfully ethereal, so wonderful, so at peace that I simply can't resist hooking my limp arms right around his thighs to pull him closer to me as I push the rest of my head down on his half erected cock down to the base feeling his once resting hand suddenly begin to grip the locks in my hair bucking into me once again but this time I allow his entry to slip easily down my convulsing throat.
"Y-y/n-...!" He called out barely over a whisper, his eyes still screwed shut showed he was still deep in his sleep but all of my rustling and tom foolery was starting to cause him to fall into a wet dream, his once resting pelvis now shivering against my cheek.
My eyes slowly start to close, my tongue begins to push and wrap itself around to slide against every thick vein, tasting every inch of flesh, pushed hard against the tip to pull as much precum as possible whenever I lifted my head then slammed my lips back down on the soft golden blond valley.
His voice is getting louder and louder with my name becoming more coherent alongside every breathy groan, his chest heaving so rapidly and his hips beginning to buck more wildly until his eyes finally start to open up to look down.
"Ah- y/n..? D-dear what are you-Oh fuck-!"
I pull my mouth off of his throbbing member, leaving behind a wet pop, his body gives out a visiral shudder at the cold air hitting against his slick thumping rod causing a loud painful
"Shhh, shhh" I gently slither one of my arms off his quivering thighs to slowly jerk him off as I slowly dragged my sultry tongue from his base to his tip to lap up the slick wetness of his arousal drooling.
"I am just getting a drink"
I can barely move an inch of myself but for fuck sakes I want him.
I don't care that I wrung him out dry last night, I have to drink now, he simply just looks too delicious in my eyes, he sounds too delicious in my ears and he tastes too delicious in my mouth.
I'll suckle on his cock in my mouth like a baby drinking formula, his cum will be my morning drink even if I have to tug on him until his cock gushes out a fountain.
This isn't about me getting off or answering to an arousal, I just want to see him fall apart.
I want to see him lose his composer.
I want to see him act as selfishly animalistic to get his pleasure from me as he possibly can.
I want him to completely disregard thinking about my own pleasure or wants (or safety) but to SOLEY focus on himself.
I want to see his eyes go cross and his teeth bite his lower lip while he rams his dick down my throat like i am just a gas station glory hole, I want him to feel no guilt in pushing me down on my back against the bed while he practically sits on my chest humping into my mouth like a dog in heat, I want to see him drooling the entire time he's doing it without a single coherent thought in his brain even as I am thrashing around trying to breath but all my screaming dose is turn him on even more to thrust harder with his balls slapping my chin.
I want him to put both his clawed hands into the back of my skull intertwining his fingers into my hair lifting me slightly to then forcefully holding my head against the base of his cock as his thick dick is stretching out the space into my throat taking away all the air when he finally cums a waterfall straight into my stomach.
I want him to roll his eyes into the back of his head, to have his wings in full display unfurled shaking violently with the rest of his body, his horns grown to their full length with the halo serpent surrounding a roaring burst of flames all while his serpent tongue lays stretched out drooling uncontrollably.
Then he falls over, his chest laying flat on the bed still twitching as he tries to calm down from his high, his cock still spurting down cum into my throat as I've practically almost passed out with how much I've been fading in and out of consciousness.
He rolls his hips into me a few more times to get out the last remains of his cum then stopping— just resting and catching his breath with his dick still inside of me.
And finally, finally, he decides to pull his cock out of me slowly, looking down to see my eyes completely hazed over with cum still dripping out the corners of my lips from the overflowing pool left behind from his "departure".
He sits on my chest with his knees on both sides of my head, he taps his softened member against my lips smiling devilishly at his wonderful work.
"Now that's one fantastic way to say good morning to your King, wouldn't you agree dear?~" His voice growls deeply, my eyes showing some focus as his hand moves to rub softly against my aching jaw, the gentleness a complete contrast to the rough treatment he was providing moments ago.
Without a thought I closed my gaping hole and swallowed thickly before licking up all the corners of the remaining drops.
"Hmm, that's right, take all of it, such a good girl~"
I feel the weight of his body lifting from my chest as he sits beside me, his hands reach around to pull me onto his lap effortlessly in a bridal fashion, his arm supporting my head up as he stares down at me— his eyes filled with such love and adoration.
His free hand rubbing soft circles on my cheek to jaw, his magic slowly seeping through the muscles down my throat healing away the aching pains till nothing remained.
Sweat covering every inch of skin.
And still he smiles down sweetly waiting for an answer
I swallow thickly and through a horse voice I answer.
LIKE AHGAJDJ DJELENBEJENSNSJ
no one in this dandy understands the level of yearning I am experiencing 😭😭
I want him to dehumanize me and treat me like the most precious person in the world at the same time!
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