·Tags: domestic fluff, mentions of reader being sick, gender neutral body parts, oral sex, penetration, mentions of fangs and marking
·A/N: was gonna write this for all seven demon bros but I got carried away with Lucifer’s part! Lemme know which brother/dateable you’d like to see in this scenario next ♡
Typically, Lucifer prefers to use the shower over taking a bath
Most of the time, he gets down to business in the shower; no time to dawdle about with distractions, he has a schedule to adhere to, titles to maintain and a House to oversee.
Very thorough, he has his showers down to a 5 minute routine in a very methodical order
He has always used the same set of products he enjoys, originally a gift - a Dragon’s Blood bath set given randomly by Lord Diavolo; it works for him and he thinks it smells nice, so why mess with perfection?
However, things started changing the closer your relationship with him grew
At first he didn’t really care to shower with you because he often didn’t have the time and thought it would be more efficient to shower separately
One evening you find yourself feeling rather sick, which prompts Lucifer to insist on looking after you in his room, despite you already being comfortably curled up in your own bed
“If anyone is capable of bringing you back to health, it’s me,” he said with his arms crossed, his usual air of arrogance lingering around his words
He gathers up a few of your things and put them in the empty backpack hung on the back of your closet door, before slinging it over his shoulder and scooping you up in his arms
Of course he could keep a better eye on your condition in his room, safely tucked into his silky soft bed sheets
As he watches over you, shock and concern paints his features as he notices that your condition continues to get worse
You’re running a fever that needs to be broken, so he draws you a bath and tends to you personally
Sat behind you in the tub as he leans you against his bare chest, he gently washes your hair with his shampoo, making sure to be careful as he rinses everything out, softly running his gloveless fingers through the strands
His gentleness to you while you’re in such a vulnerable state brings the two of you even closer together than before, emboldened with a new sense of trust and familiarity
After that, you find yourselves becoming increasingly inseparable, which naturally results in you sleeping in his bed and using his shower quite often
Several of your favorite bath products now line the walls of his shower
Some random weekend mornings his hair will smell like your conditioner, and it will give him the most smug of grins for the entirety of the day
He’s even more smug and prideful when you are the one wearing his scent, though
He usually tries to stay on task when you shower together, making sure you’re both completely clean from head to toe
There are many nights, however, in which he finds himself unable to reign in his urges - to hell with paperwork, he’d rather lose himself in you right now
He lathers his body gel down your body, his hands caressing each of your curves slowly yet firmly as he further commits them to his memory, watching as the water cascades down your body to rinse the suds away
His lips trail soft kisses down your jaw, his fangs lightly nipping at your neck as he hungrily makes his way down to your collarbone, a mark or two of his slowly blooming across the surface of your skin
He continues his way down your body, briefly stopping to swirl one of your sensitive nipples around his eager tongue, before continuing down to truly taste you
He throws one of your legs over his shoulder, holding you up as he helps himself - lapping and sucking away at your sex, pushing you closer to your first orgasm with each deliberate stroke
Your hands can’t help but to slide to his crown, gripping onto his horns in order to keep you grounded in reality as you try your best to keep your eyes locked on his
His crimson eyes gaze up at you as he worships every inch of you, and every drop of your sweet nectar on his lips fills him with a sense of pride that only your pleasure can bring, both of you riding those feelings into the stratosphere
After bringing you to climax, he pushes your leg down and slides up your body, hooking and holding your leg around his waist as he uses his other hand to line himself up with you
He slowly begins to push himself inside of you, strained groans splashing off the walls with the shower’s rain as he gradually slides himself deeper
You feel so good around him that he can’t help it when his wings unfurl the moment he finally sinks all the way into you, the last thread of control he had finally unraveling
He sets a slow and steady pace as he pours every ounce of passion into each individual thrust, his hand gripping your thigh as his thrusts slowly start to pick up in pace
And every thrust fills you with more and more pleasure, building up inside of you, the crescendo threatening to erupt at any moment as your eyes roll into the back of your head - you hear him whisper your name
“Look into my eyes…” he said in a husky tone as he put a hand on your sex and overstimulates it as he continues to thrust into you, his rhythm growing erratic as he pushes you both over the edge into pure bliss
He locks his lips to yours as you both ride that high, wanting to make the moment last as long as possible
Even as you try to gently pull away from him, he whispers, “just a moment longer, my love,” as he slides his hold around you just a bit tighter, a small laugh escaping your lips before you steal another kiss from him
As you wrap up your shower together, he helps rinse you off one more time, before offering a hand to help you out of the shower and wrapping you in a warm, fluffy towel
He dresses you in one of his bathrobes before setting off to grab you a set of pajamas, trying his best to hide his smirk when he returns with one of his own shirts and a half assed excuse - you knew you had an extra set in his bottom drawer, but you didn’t even hesitate to grab his shirt and throw it on
Once you finish your routine, you both crawl into his bed
You find yourself in your natural place, snuggled up to his chest with his arms wrapped around you
As you both begin to drift off into slumber together, he presses a kiss to the top of your head
“I love you so much,” he whispers, “sweet dreams, my little lamb.”
And with his final thoughts of the night, he can’t help but to think how much better you make even the tiniest aspects of his life, a smile on his face as sleep finally takes him
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