Lucifer Morningstar

@lucypher-morningstar

RP DC VERTIGO 18+ only

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Well 'ello, ello! Who wants to play hmm?

#Lucifer Morningstar #lucifer rp

welshmantomellis

lucypher-morningstar

Running across the street and into you, dropping a pot of succulents and cursing under my breath, laced with concern, “I, uhm, I’m so sorry.” I glance up and you and try to save what I can of the dirt and plant, scooping it into my shirt. “I’m really sorry sir.” I mumble again, half to you and a half apology to the plant. - 🍃

*My mind has been a foreign place of confused realities and delusions and its painfully obvious because I hadn’t seen you from across the street and here you are running into me. The bump causes me to stagger backward a few paces and the confusion in my own head combined with the shock of being run into cause my eyes to flare red and part of my human guise to catch flame, my white shirt dirtied from the soil aswell as my black vest. I look to you as my skin and eyes return to normal*“Bloody hell! Watch where you are going, what’s the big hurry anyway Summer solstice gardening affair?”

*Welsh accent, I preferred this over all other accents and languages in the universe, something succulent and seductive about it, whilst being very apropos to my ‘lordship’*

I can smell the burning and I’m quickly backing up and stumbling when I meet your eyes, blinking and swallowing hard swearing they were a different color just a split second ago. The soil and plant rescattered and all over my peach colored dress and my hands holding me up behind me.

My lip pouts for a second, shaking my head, “No it’s not a /bloody/ solstice.” I mimicking your accent for the one word.

The fall took me by surprise, you took me by surprise but getting made fun of doesn’t exactly surprise me anymore, I’ve grown used to it by now. I adjust my glasses and get to my feet with no help from you.

lucypher-morningstar

*I brush off my vest and shirt and glance you over with my brows furrowed but face calm* “Then what is the rush hmm?” *I look you over, you’re attractive in an unassuming way, not the usual type that I’m accustomed to, especially around Lux, but it allows my face to soften more and my body language to cool to a neutral stance. I offer my pocket square for you to use as a cloth to brush dirt off of you, there are the initials L.M. embroidered in satin, cursive in styling.*

In compensation to buy me a new succulent.” I huff softy tucking your expensive feeling cloth into the chest of my dress. “I was just in my way home, I own the flower shop a little ways from here.” I point down the road and it’s more than a little ways as it’s a spec from where we are now.

“What’s your excuse.. Mister?” I step up to you with my head tilted and my eyes staring into yours which I find a bit terrifying but I already stepped up to the plate so I can’t back down now. “Huh?” I add and get to my tip toes and poke your chest.

lucypher-morningstar

“You’ve never had a mind think in the middle of the day? I was practically right in front of you”

*i bicker but the gentleman at heart begins to take over, I move aside and do my best to stifles your bratty behavior yet I mention it coyly*

“So you can pout on and poke my chest or I can walk you to your destination so you’re not disrupting anyone else’s day with your carelessness”

*mean words said playfully, almost sarcastically as I I extend my hand to the direction you pointed Waite f for you to take lead*

My lips press together and so do limy brows when you insult me with the sarcasm. I can’t say I didn’t deserve it though, my mouth moves with a less than enthusiastic half smile though. “Such a gentleman.” I roll my eyes and glance at the plant on the ground but step where your open arm leads.

With it getting late in this city I’d much rather walk with someone, even if you could be completely dangerous yourself I still find it easier to walk with someone than without. “I’m Lilly, by the way.” I offer you a somewhat apologetic smile and fix my glasses once again by the side of the frames.

lucypher-morningstar

*My hands are in my pockets I am wearing cologne a woody scent that tickles the nose as the night breeze carries it about gently, I walk with a relaxed but confident gait, my eyes dart to you as you j triffid yourself and I give a sly grin bowing my head in your direction introducing myself*

“Lilly, is a lovely name, Lucifer Morningstar.”

*i end the smile with a nod and we continue on, was I interested in learning more? Sure, but I have knack for being wrapped up in my own head so it comes off In an opposite spectrum*

My lips purse with a coy smile when you bow, my cheeks blush a soft shade. I keep my steps even with yours, tucking my hair behind my ear and looking down at our shoes. “Wh-what do you do Lucifer?”

There was a — power to you, I couldn’t place it but I knew there was one, maybe a spell on you or something but you were far from ordinary. I was too but that was obvious when I started talking to plants.

I’ve never fit in and as of now, I was fine with that.

lucypher-morningstar

*I look back over and down to you since I tower over you a bit with a perplexed look, the benefit to being a wolf and sheep’s clothing is that people oft’ cast me aside as being, well, crazy or eclectically metaphoric.So with a sly smile I tell the truth, as always* “Well…after thousands of years of ruling hell and punishing despots I decided to retire here on earth, first in Los Angeles, and now here, I own the deviously debaucherous club Lux.” *I reach into my vest pocket and pull out a business card, all black with yellow lettering L.U.X. with his contact information at the bottom.* “When you’re old enough for a drink perhaps come on by, yes?” *We are still a bit away from the shop you intended to go and the silence was akward even for me.* “So besides running into people in the middle of the sidewalk, what do you do, Lilly?”

My expression is pure disbelief and I can’t help the laugh, “And my first impression was that you’re just an asshole but turns out you’re the devil!?” I laugh again and it squeaks at the end.

I definitely don’t believe you and knowing this place there were many who considered themselves gods or devils. The club part is believable though, the way you’re dressed and carry yourself is of business.

I scoff at your comment though, “I’ll have you know I’m a whopping 25, I just don’t have anyone to go with.” The whole sentence comes with confidence even though it probably shouldn’t have.

“I work with plants and well all things considered nature. Sometimes science is involved but I havnt touched that part of things for a while. Is your LUX a booming business here? I’m sure it does much better than a flower shop. We all have our dreams though.” My one shoulder shrugs but I continue on.

lucypher-morningstar

*I smirk and shake my head gently at the fact you didn't believe me, you humans were really predictable and entirely too full of yourselves. I give up a gentle smile* "Pretty crazy stuff right?" *I look you over, undressing you with my eyes, picturing the way your curves could possibly accent a silky black night dress, my eyes darting about tracing you over and over in my mind as if searching for something.* "Well then you're old enough for a drink, and it happens to be lady's night!" *I won't reveal what I saw in my visions just that the thought of you 'gussied' up excited me in the smallest sense. I listen to you talk about what you do and your question directed, my eyes smiling as wide as my teeth as I retort* "Lux is where you go to get what you truly desire, it's heaven for sinners, and nothing wrong with Tulips or the scent of roses whilst kissing upon two lips" *We keep moving forward, nearer now, the neon beginning to come into clear view, as well as the lighted dark sidewalk.*

#lucifer x lilly

lucypher-morningstar

Running across the street and into you, dropping a pot of succulents and cursing under my breath, laced with concern, “I, uhm, I’m so sorry.” I glance up and you and try to save what I can of the dirt and plant, scooping it into my shirt. “I’m really sorry sir.” I mumble again, half to you and a half apology to the plant. - 🍃

*My mind has been a foreign place of confused realities and delusions and its painfully obvious because I hadn’t seen you from across the street and here you are running into me. The bump causes me to stagger backward a few paces and the confusion in my own head combined with the shock of being run into cause my eyes to flare red and part of my human guise to catch flame, my white shirt dirtied from the soil aswell as my black vest. I look to you as my skin and eyes return to normal*“Bloody hell! Watch where you are going, what’s the big hurry anyway Summer solstice gardening affair?”

*Welsh accent, I preferred this over all other accents and languages in the universe, something succulent and seductive about it, whilst being very apropos to my ‘lordship’*

I can smell the burning and I’m quickly backing up and stumbling when I meet your eyes, blinking and swallowing hard swearing they were a different color just a split second ago. The soil and plant rescattered and all over my peach colored dress and my hands holding me up behind me.

My lip pouts for a second, shaking my head, “No it’s not a /bloody/ solstice.” I mimicking your accent for the one word.

The fall took me by surprise, you took me by surprise but getting made fun of doesn’t exactly surprise me anymore, I’ve grown used to it by now. I adjust my glasses and get to my feet with no help from you.

lucypher-morningstar

*I brush off my vest and shirt and glance you over with my brows furrowed but face calm* “Then what is the rush hmm?” *I look you over, you’re attractive in an unassuming way, not the usual type that I’m accustomed to, especially around Lux, but it allows my face to soften more and my body language to cool to a neutral stance. I offer my pocket square for you to use as a cloth to brush dirt off of you, there are the initials L.M. embroidered in satin, cursive in styling.*

In compensation to buy me a new succulent.” I huff softy tucking your expensive feeling cloth into the chest of my dress. “I was just in my way home, I own the flower shop a little ways from here.” I point down the road and it’s more than a little ways as it’s a spec from where we are now.

“What’s your excuse.. Mister?” I step up to you with my head tilted and my eyes staring into yours which I find a bit terrifying but I already stepped up to the plate so I can’t back down now. “Huh?” I add and get to my tip toes and poke your chest.

lucypher-morningstar

“You’ve never had a mind think in the middle of the day? I was practically right in front of you”

*i bicker but the gentleman at heart begins to take over, I move aside and do my best to stifles your bratty behavior yet I mention it coyly*

“So you can pout on and poke my chest or I can walk you to your destination so you’re not disrupting anyone else’s day with your carelessness”

*mean words said playfully, almost sarcastically as I I extend my hand to the direction you pointed Waite f for you to take lead*

My lips press together and so do limy brows when you insult me with the sarcasm. I can’t say I didn’t deserve it though, my mouth moves with a less than enthusiastic half smile though. “Such a gentleman.” I roll my eyes and glance at the plant on the ground but step where your open arm leads.

With it getting late in this city I’d much rather walk with someone, even if you could be completely dangerous yourself I still find it easier to walk with someone than without. “I’m Lilly, by the way.” I offer you a somewhat apologetic smile and fix my glasses once again by the side of the frames.

lucypher-morningstar

*My hands are in my pockets I am wearing cologne a woody scent that tickles the nose as the night breeze carries it about gently, I walk with a relaxed but confident gait, my eyes dart to you as you j triffid yourself and I give a sly grin bowing my head in your direction introducing myself*

“Lilly, is a lovely name, Lucifer Morningstar.”

*i end the smile with a nod and we continue on, was I interested in learning more? Sure, but I have knack for being wrapped up in my own head so it comes off In an opposite spectrum*

My lips purse with a coy smile when you bow, my cheeks blush a soft shade. I keep my steps even with yours, tucking my hair behind my ear and looking down at our shoes. “Wh-what do you do Lucifer?”

There was a — power to you, I couldn’t place it but I knew there was one, maybe a spell on you or something but you were far from ordinary. I was too but that was obvious when I started talking to plants.

I’ve never fit in and as of now, I was fine with that.

lucypher-morningstar

*I look back over and down to you since I tower over you a bit with a perplexed look, the benefit to being a wolf and sheep's clothing is that people oft' cast me aside as being, well, crazy or eclectically metaphoric.So with a sly smile I tell the truth, as always* "Well...after thousands of years of ruling hell and punishing despots I decided to retire here on earth, first in Los Angeles, and now here, I own the deviously debaucherous club Lux." *I reach into my vest pocket and pull out a business card, all black with yellow lettering L.U.X. with his contact information at the bottom.* "When you're old enough for a drink perhaps come on by, yes?" *We are still a bit away from the shop you intended to go and the silence was akward even for me.* "So besides running into people in the middle of the sidewalk, what do you do, Lilly?"

lucypher-morningstar

Running across the street and into you, dropping a pot of succulents and cursing under my breath, laced with concern, “I, uhm, I’m so sorry.” I glance up and you and try to save what I can of the dirt and plant, scooping it into my shirt. “I’m really sorry sir.” I mumble again, half to you and a half apology to the plant. - 🍃

*My mind has been a foreign place of confused realities and delusions and its painfully obvious because I hadn’t seen you from across the street and here you are running into me. The bump causes me to stagger backward a few paces and the confusion in my own head combined with the shock of being run into cause my eyes to flare red and part of my human guise to catch flame, my white shirt dirtied from the soil aswell as my black vest. I look to you as my skin and eyes return to normal*“Bloody hell! Watch where you are going, what’s the big hurry anyway Summer solstice gardening affair?”

*Welsh accent, I preferred this over all other accents and languages in the universe, something succulent and seductive about it, whilst being very apropos to my ‘lordship’*

I can smell the burning and I’m quickly backing up and stumbling when I meet your eyes, blinking and swallowing hard swearing they were a different color just a split second ago. The soil and plant rescattered and all over my peach colored dress and my hands holding me up behind me.

My lip pouts for a second, shaking my head, “No it’s not a /bloody/ solstice.” I mimicking your accent for the one word.

The fall took me by surprise, you took me by surprise but getting made fun of doesn’t exactly surprise me anymore, I’ve grown used to it by now. I adjust my glasses and get to my feet with no help from you.

lucypher-morningstar

*I brush off my vest and shirt and glance you over with my brows furrowed but face calm* “Then what is the rush hmm?” *I look you over, you’re attractive in an unassuming way, not the usual type that I’m accustomed to, especially around Lux, but it allows my face to soften more and my body language to cool to a neutral stance. I offer my pocket square for you to use as a cloth to brush dirt off of you, there are the initials L.M. embroidered in satin, cursive in styling.*

In compensation to buy me a new succulent.” I huff softy tucking your expensive feeling cloth into the chest of my dress. “I was just in my way home, I own the flower shop a little ways from here.” I point down the road and it’s more than a little ways as it’s a spec from where we are now.

“What’s your excuse.. Mister?” I step up to you with my head tilted and my eyes staring into yours which I find a bit terrifying but I already stepped up to the plate so I can’t back down now. “Huh?” I add and get to my tip toes and poke your chest.

lucypher-morningstar

“You’ve never had a mind think in the middle of the day? I was practically right in front of you”

*i bicker but the gentleman at heart begins to take over, I move aside and do my best to stifles your bratty behavior yet I mention it coyly*

“So you can pout on and poke my chest or I can walk you to your destination so you’re not disrupting anyone else’s day with your carelessness”

*mean words said playfully, almost sarcastically as I I extend my hand to the direction you pointed Waite f for you to take lead*

My lips press together and so do limy brows when you insult me with the sarcasm. I can’t say I didn’t deserve it though, my mouth moves with a less than enthusiastic half smile though. “Such a gentleman.” I roll my eyes and glance at the plant on the ground but step where your open arm leads.

With it getting late in this city I’d much rather walk with someone, even if you could be completely dangerous yourself I still find it easier to walk with someone than without. “I’m Lilly, by the way.” I offer you a somewhat apologetic smile and fix my glasses once again by the side of the frames.

lucypher-morningstar

*My hands are in my pockets I am wearing cologne a woody scent that tickles the nose as the night breeze carries it about gently, I walk with a relaxed but confident gait, my eyes dart to you as you j triffid yourself and I give a sly grin bowing my head in your direction introducing myself*

“Lilly, is a lovely name, Lucifer Morningstar.”

*i end the smile with a nod and we continue on, was I interested in learning more? Sure, but I have knack for being wrapped up in my own head so it comes off In an opposite spectrum*

violentwavesofemotion-deactivat

“I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me,”

— Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Henry Treece written c. May 1938

lucypher-morningstar

This

lucypher-morningstar

Running across the street and into you, dropping a pot of succulents and cursing under my breath, laced with concern, “I, uhm, I’m so sorry.” I glance up and you and try to save what I can of the dirt and plant, scooping it into my shirt. “I’m really sorry sir.” I mumble again, half to you and a half apology to the plant. - 🍃

*My mind has been a foreign place of confused realities and delusions and its painfully obvious because I hadn’t seen you from across the street and here you are running into me. The bump causes me to stagger backward a few paces and the confusion in my own head combined with the shock of being run into cause my eyes to flare red and part of my human guise to catch flame, my white shirt dirtied from the soil aswell as my black vest. I look to you as my skin and eyes return to normal*“Bloody hell! Watch where you are going, what’s the big hurry anyway Summer solstice gardening affair?”

*Welsh accent, I preferred this over all other accents and languages in the universe, something succulent and seductive about it, whilst being very apropos to my ‘lordship’*

I can smell the burning and I’m quickly backing up and stumbling when I meet your eyes, blinking and swallowing hard swearing they were a different color just a split second ago. The soil and plant rescattered and all over my peach colored dress and my hands holding me up behind me.

My lip pouts for a second, shaking my head, “No it’s not a /bloody/ solstice.” I mimicking your accent for the one word.

The fall took me by surprise, you took me by surprise but getting made fun of doesn’t exactly surprise me anymore, I’ve grown used to it by now. I adjust my glasses and get to my feet with no help from you.

lucypher-morningstar

*I brush off my vest and shirt and glance you over with my brows furrowed but face calm* “Then what is the rush hmm?” *I look you over, you’re attractive in an unassuming way, not the usual type that I’m accustomed to, especially around Lux, but it allows my face to soften more and my body language to cool to a neutral stance. I offer my pocket square for you to use as a cloth to brush dirt off of you, there are the initials L.M. embroidered in satin, cursive in styling.*

In compensation to buy me a new succulent.” I huff softy tucking your expensive feeling cloth into the chest of my dress. “I was just in my way home, I own the flower shop a little ways from here.” I point down the road and it’s more than a little ways as it’s a spec from where we are now.

“What’s your excuse.. Mister?” I step up to you with my head tilted and my eyes staring into yours which I find a bit terrifying but I already stepped up to the plate so I can’t back down now. “Huh?” I add and get to my tip toes and poke your chest.

lucypher-morningstar

“You’ve never had a mind think in the middle of the day? I was practically right in front of you”

*i bicker but the gentleman at heart begins to take over, I move aside and do my best to stifles your bratty behavior yet I mention it coyly*

“So you can pout on and poke my chest or I can walk you to your destination so you’re not disrupting anyone else’s day with your carelessness”

*mean words said playfully, almost sarcastically as I I extend my hand to the direction you pointed Waite f for you to take lead*

The Devil and His Moon

NSFW Part 1

*I lift you up from the ground with an easy that made it seem like you were no heavier than that feather that had just flown out of my hand. I lay you down in a gentle matter and spread your legs open. I wasn't done prepping you for me yet. I trail my kisses down from your head down to you pink luscuious lips below. My lips feel like the softest silk as they touch and land upon your face, stopping to presss firm against your own. As I reach my destination my arms raise and my long hands push your legs upward and spread a bit holding them firm. My mouth opens and performs a suction at your hood, forcing your clit to be exposed where the tip of my tongue took it's pleasure and time licking and flicking at that sensitive little button.*

*Your taste was sweet with just the slight stink of human sweat and natural pheremones, it was intoxicating. I begin reciting the Aramaic language into your pussy with every lick and flick. Your wetness beginning to trickle slow from the assault and that little trickle dribbled down my chin as I broke away for a moment* "If we do this, you belong to me."

*I say with a serious monotone my eyes peering deep int your own from my position, I wanted there to be no half measures, no second guessing*

@pale-moon-rising

#lucifer morningstar #lucifer rp #@pale-moon-rising

lucypher-morningstar

Running across the street and into you, dropping a pot of succulents and cursing under my breath, laced with concern, “I, uhm, I’m so sorry.” I glance up and you and try to save what I can of the dirt and plant, scooping it into my shirt. “I’m really sorry sir.” I mumble again, half to you and a half apology to the plant. - 🍃

*My mind has been a foreign place of confused realities and delusions and its painfully obvious because I hadn’t seen you from across the street and here you are running into me. The bump causes me to stagger backward a few paces and the confusion in my own head combined with the shock of being run into cause my eyes to flare red and part of my human guise to catch flame, my white shirt dirtied from the soil aswell as my black vest. I look to you as my skin and eyes return to normal*“Bloody hell! Watch where you are going, what’s the big hurry anyway Summer solstice gardening affair?”

*Welsh accent, I preferred this over all other accents and languages in the universe, something succulent and seductive about it, whilst being very apropos to my ‘lordship’*

I can smell the burning and I’m quickly backing up and stumbling when I meet your eyes, blinking and swallowing hard swearing they were a different color just a split second ago. The soil and plant rescattered and all over my peach colored dress and my hands holding me up behind me.

My lip pouts for a second, shaking my head, “No it’s not a /bloody/ solstice.” I mimicking your accent for the one word.

The fall took me by surprise, you took me by surprise but getting made fun of doesn’t exactly surprise me anymore, I’ve grown used to it by now. I adjust my glasses and get to my feet with no help from you.

lucypher-morningstar

*I brush off my vest and shirt and glance you over with my brows furrowed but face calm* "Then what is the rush hmm?" *I look you over, you're attractive in an unassuming way, not the usual type that I'm accustomed to, especially around Lux, but it allows my face to soften more and my body language to cool to a neutral stance. I offer my pocket square for you to use as a cloth to brush dirt off of you, there are the initials L.M. embroidered in satin, cursive in styling.*

Boot scoot and boogie

ok

pale-moon-rising

pale-moon-rising

*I burst out laughing, doubling over as I take in the absurdity of this moment. Here I stand in the lavish home of Satan himself and he’s trying to play house with me.*

*I saunter over at your beckoning, still attempting to calm my laughter. With a small hop I settle on a barstool and give you a solid once over, amazed at your revelation.* But you look so.. Human?? How is it possible? Some kind of cloaking spell? Do you have horns?? * I’m rambling, I must sound like such an idiot.* Do people know? Like… all those people that work downstairs. Wait!! Are they demons too..

*I know I’m staring but I am just beside myself with shock. I suppose if I wanted help with my demons the best place to go is directly to the top.*

lucypher-morningstar

*I snicker a bit though you were onto something,

This wasn’t my ‘devil’ form but my angelic one. My playful demeanor turns into me propping myself by my elbows while my fingers massage my head from the annoyance of it all*

“I..”

*as you continue I finish my glass of bourbon and pour another, giving you feigned signs of interest and intrigue as you continue your questioning before finally interrupting*

“Alright, alright that’s enough q and a don’t you think?”

*i place an index finger to your mouth to shush you returning that arrogant smile to my face while looking into your eyes*

“All of that is boring my child, but no I don’t employ demons not since Maze…and no one…alive…*i stop and let out a noticeable sigh of acceptance and sadness that pains my eyes more than my face* knows that I am the actual devil, but you are special aren’t ya? Seems you’re so beautiful and innocent my associates found means to ruin it…or maybe father put you in my path, always scheming to make me more angel then devil!”

* the chattiest I’ve been since coming to Gotham, as I finally address your questions with contempt*

Horns I’ve never had, I’ve never bloody crossbred with goats or lambs, I don’t turn into a snake although I did have a pet back then…anyway I’m just as you see me, or as I want you to see me”

*i make you a life island and pass it over*

“Tell me more about you eh?”

pale-moon-rising

*A shiver runs through my body when you press your finger to my lips. Your skin is hot and there is a small spark like a static shock.*

Sorry.. I got alittle carried away! It’s not every day you meet the devil in designer suit on a busy street!

*I find myself imagining you with a set of little red horns and it makes me involuntarily smirk. I take the drink from you and give it a taste. It’s strong but delicious.*

Me? Yeah I’m not very intersting.. The most spectacular parts of my life are the ones that I have no control over. In and out of various hospitals and facilities for years. Everything from therapy to… more electric measures.. *I shudder at the memory.*

Wait.. what did you mean by your associates? Lucifer you aren’t responsible for the things that have plagued me?? Are you…? I know up until this week I was a complete strange but damn.. Do you have any idea what my life has been like?

lucypher-morningstar

*I look offended and place my hand on my chest as you slightly accuse me but not* “Of course not! I have been in LA for dad knows how long, while hell was a lawless anarchy, of course the demons would try and lash out and do something brash! No wonder Amenidal wanted me to go back so badly. I am truly sorry *I don’t apologize…why am I apologizing?* that happened to you but perhaps it was supposed to ‘Divine purpose’ and all of that nonsense Dad is into” *I look you over your beauty is not lost on me, its infectious, I can sense your skin being so supple and soft, pale like buttermilk your blonde hair reminding me of the sun’s early rise, I shake it off and glance a smile and offer something unique* “Would you like to see my wings?” *hoping you’d help me cut them off again*

pale-moon-rising

*The look of shock must be plain on my face.* Wings? So the thought of horns offends you but wings are totally fine? Haha you are a complicated man Lucifer.

*The way you look at me, it makes my blood boil in a way that I don’t fully understand. I see the way other people look at you, men and women, they all seem to want a piece of you. And I have a feeling most of them could have a piece if they tried.*

Lucifer, what exactly is it you want from me? You know what I need from you.. But what’s in it for you? What on earth could I give you?

lucypher-morningstar

“very well be a party pooper” *I scoff at your insistent questions giving off a sigh as I walk from behind the bar and sit at the stool right next to you, my eyes falling upon you once more then into your eyes directly* “You remind me of someone I once knew…” *I daren’t say more, instead I take the glass from your hand and place it on the bar top and kiss the hand it was in, my lips were like velvet and my stubble itchy and scratchy at the same time, I release your hand and start heading towards the sliding doors of the balcony.* “You wanted help, I wanted to help. But if you’re going to bore me to death with questions we might as well cut our losses…” *proud, arrogant, defensive. my back is to you now as I walk out to the balcony railing made of stone leaning over using my forearms to prop me* “Or you can stop hiding your carnal desires and start living for yourself and let me worry about the demons if they come, the wouldn’t dare, not with me here”

pale-moon-rising

*It’s obvious that my questions are bothering you and I feel a pang of guilt. You’ve been nothing but generous with me even if your social skills are a bit lacking.*

I’m sorry Lucifer.. *I hop off my stool and follow you out onto the balcony. The view is incredible, the whole city lit up like a map below us.*

I still don’t understand what it is you wanted my help with, but please just ask. I’ll do whatever I can in return for your kindness.

*You’re still facing away from me when I reach out and place my hand on your shoulder.* I want to be free, I want to.. live. For myself this time. Maybe I need to learn to be alittle selfish.

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*the wind carries a tear from my eyes that splashes against your nose and once more from the otherside to your cheek, my eyes have flared red out of anger and sadness all the same but I keep my back to you and reply in the softest tone I have given you yet* “You can’t help me…She’s gone…and where she is I am not allowed..” *I stifle my sadness your hand on my shoulder begins to tremble from a shaking underneath the fabric, as your hand removes ripping from the suit coat on either end were beautiful golden white wings that outstretched wide and vast, I turn to look at you giving my best attempt at a smile* “Well go on, have a look.”

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*My question about this mysterious “her” dies when I feel you shudder under my soft touch and instantly regret it. I’ve over stepped my bounds already and we’ve barely even begun. When your back starts to violently tremble I jerk my hand away and stare in astonishment.*

*Wings, you did say wings. The most beautiful white wings I’ve ever seen stretch across the room from your broad shoulders. They seem to glow from within and I am instantly drawn to them. When you turn back to face me I can see your pained expression, there is an internal struggle there that I am not prepared to question right now.*

May I.. Ummm may I touch them..?

*I reach forward without waiting for an answer and run my fingers down the large feathers. They’re as soft as silk and cool to the touch. Unconsciously I place my other hand on your chest to steady myself, with your shirt partly unbuttoned my fingers graze your skin. It’s burning hot, a stark comparison to the wings.*

You are incredible! They’re so beautiful Lucifer.

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*my wings retract in a blink as if they were never there save for the fluffier inner feathers that often molt lile pieces of cotton in the wind. the distraction worked, and you knew all about demons and the like so hiding this form was rather silly. Your cool fingers grazing my chest catch me off guard. I wasn’t prepared for what I felt. Lust was always on my mind and rightfully so I’ve thought of hundreds of ways I would have taken you or made you orgasm without even removing a single article of clothing but your touch makes my heart jump a beat unexpectedly* “Right…that’s only one of my faces there is always a catch isn’t there? I am the ‘devil’ after all” *I smirk arrogantly although sadness still plays within my eyes as my hand comes up and lays flat atop the one you have on my chest for a moment my finger tips brushing gently up your arm as it traveled to do so.*

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*Before I can even register the change we are surrounded by a flutter of tiny white feathers as your wings dissapear. The logistics of how they even work baffles me and I resign myself to the easier explanation. Magic.*

How many faces do you have Lucifer?

*I say your name slowly, dragging each sylible out. The hand that had moments ago been burried in your soft feathers now reaches up to gently brush your cheek. We have found ourselves in a rather intimate embrace, one which has my body screaming to two different directions. Logic tells me to run far away and forget this whole thing ever happned. I spent most of my life under the possession and influence of demons. Am I honestly going to let not just a demon, but The Devil himself get this close?? But on the other hand you have been nothing but honest and upfront with me. Albeit a bit stunted on the particulars of human interaction.*

*Barely a whisper* Lucifer… What are we doing here..?

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*I am lost to your touch almost caught into a trance staring deep into your eyes until you whisper my name and I come to and paint a gentle smile while pushing off gracefully so we are no longer touching, I won’t let myself just succumb to my wiles…although I find you so sensually alluring more so than even…no..I mustn’t think that. I grab you by the hand and bring you into the penthouse cosing the door behind us, and present my hand to the couch as if offering you a place to sit; however it was more of a command in gesture. I could be rather…persuasive about getting my way. I remove the suit coat as you go to sit and undo the cufflinks to my sleevs rolling each one slowly up to the elbows my gaze never leaving yours as I do so. the fire place and glint of neon from the city highlight my bulgy forearm veins that seem to relax after the rolling stopped.* “Well we are here to celbrate your freedom Lizzy, so…we can do whatever YOU want, just dont’ ask to paint my toe nails or something silly of the sort, I’m no one for a makeover.” *I go to grab your long island and my bourbon from the bar top, moving with an arrogant grace as I did so, I wanted to see what your move would be, what would you do if you could be totally free? I wonder….and yet I also wondered why my heart beat so eradically around you…maybe the demons had a plan afterall*

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*When you grab my hand I assume you’re going to try and take me to your bedroom. I’m almost disappointed when you lead me back into the living room and I quickly sit at your command. Wait how did you do that.. I felt compelled to sit without you even saying a word.*

Lucif… *My mouth goes alittle dry as you gracefully remove your jacket, and I swallow loudly when you roll up your sleeve. It’s obvious to anyone with a pulse that you are incredibly attractive.*

I don’t even know where to begin, and don’t get me wrong.. I believe you are incredibly powerful, *I take my forgotten drink.* Thank you, but I just don’t understand how they can just be gone? I’d love to start over, to just feel like my life belonged to myself.

Please sit with me Lucifer? *I pull my legs up on the couch and hug my knees. I’m so confused right now but I just want to be close to you. To maybe feel your hands on my skin again.*

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*Your words fall upon me, I echo them with thoughts of being lost when I first got to Los Angeles, ‘city of angels’ more so a city of sin than Vegas that I could assure you, I scoff at the thought and bring my attentions to you, I can tell you’re getting bothered in a most sensual way, the look you give back, the way you trip over your words, the scent of your pheremones strengthening perfuming my nose, I breathe it in deep unbenounced to you before I make my way over. I sit with just enough space for you to untuck your legs, and without asking I push upon your knees to coax your legs to straighten and lay over my lap. I take a sip of my bourbon before leaning over putting it upon the glass table top* “I’m right here my child, relax your mind already, your anxiousness is driving me crazy, did you do a line of coke before coming here?. If so please share, its just plain rude” *Damn it, self, I let it pass and easily slip off your shoes and toss them to the carpet beside us, I begin with your left foot bringing it up with my hands using my thumbs to knead deep at the center of it.My touch is soft but firm, commanding, eyes flirtatiously batting up to your gaze then back to your soft foot in my hand*

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*I’m slightly embarrassed by the affect you’re having on me. It must be some kind of spell or power that you emanate. Not to say that you aren’t incredibly handsome, but it’s not like me to become this attached to a stranger.*

*I stretch my legs out in your lap and wiggle my toes, I wore an uncharacteristicly high pair of heels and they were killing. I chuckle nervously to myself.* Pain is beauty they say..

*Your quip about the coke earns you a swift yet gentle kick as I let out a relaxed giggle.* No sir, haha no drugs here. They might mellow me out honestly!!

*When you begin rubbing my feet I melt into the cushions of this plush sofa. My breathing picks up and I struggle to reign myself in. This feels so domestic, so normal, it makes me wonder what you’re really like when no one else is around.*

Oh Lucifer.. Mmm that feels wonderful! Haha be careful! I’m really ticklish!!

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*i smirk at the notion and hardened my grip as I give a good tickle and watch you squirm about and as you let out loud laughter I am quick to place a hand over your mouth while raising a finger of the other to wag about as if to tell you to stop, again a subtle command. For once I’m rather quiet my actions speaking for me, my fingers find your legs again this time my finger tips inching up to your upper inner thighs the heat from your honey pot radiating off my knuckles and I move in my face inches from yours until I snap myself out of it and I pull away*

“I don’t know what’s come over me Lizzy…I apologize surely that’s not what you want?”

*i look off ashamed of myself and not understanding the pull you have on me was it dad’s doing? Was this a trick or some form of sorcery? So many thoughts poking through my head*

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*My laughter dies when your hand comes up to cover my mouth. I have an irresistible urge to lick you palm just to see what you’d do. Before I have a chance to react I feel your fingertips climbing up my thighs and I hold my breath.*

Lucifer… *You’re so very very close, I can smell the bourbon on your breath, sweet and smokey. I lick my lips and close my eyes waiting for you to close the small gap between us. When the seconds tick by with no contact I slowly peek my eyes open to see you pull away from me and settle back on the couch.*

Don’t apologise.. Please. *I climb to my knees and crawl across the velvety fabric til I’m kneeling at your side. I place a trembling hand on your cheek and coax you into looking at me again.*

Lucifer, do you want to know what I desire?

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*I roll my eyes at your question for a moment, more so annoyed with myself, I am the devil for crying out loud! I turn to gaze deep into your eyes, the pull is magnetic the draw to tell me anything carnal is irresitable mitochondrial even, as my eyes glint a feint red my hand tossing some of your hair from your face to tuck behind your ears so I could see the shape of your face’s outline, how beautiful you are* “Tell me Lizzy, what do you desire more than anything in this world?” *I can feel your body in heat, i can taste your wetness through the scent that permeates my nose, I can feel it in your warmth and it is drawing me in to be my old devilish self as my lips curl up into a sheepish grin, slyly beginning to unbutton my shirt while you’re in the trance*

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*It feels as though time has slowed to a crawl as we stare into eachothers eyes. I could swear your eyes flashed red for a moment. The devil is coming out to play and he’s bring out something quite devilish in me.*

I desire.. *My hands reach out and cover yours as they unbutton your shirt.* I desire to be free.. to let go of my inhibitions.. to really feel again. *I swing my leg over til I’m straddling your hips, my loose dress pooling around us.*

*I see the hesitation in your eyes and I take it upon myself to show you that I’m alright, that I really want this. With a roll of my hips I lean forward and take your bottom lip between my teeth and bite, as I pull back I give you a wink.*

Please don’t make me ask again Lucifer..

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*I catch myself for just a moment after lip biting, and smirk with the intent of a sadist painting across my face.* “Oh but I love when they beg” *I hold you tight in my arms and lift with my legs so that I was vertical with you straddling me, I slam you against a wall and begin to kiss and nip your neck like each one would coax your soul right out of it’s cavity and into my mouth. I press my lips upon yours before setting you down. the pleasentries would end there however. I point my finger to you and say with an authoratative tone.* “Strip” *I rip the shirt off my body and un loosen my belt from its fastened position. My body was scar-less, chisled in a thin muscular frame, much like some of the statues depict, not an ounce of hair on my body, the slightest glint of sweat catching the light of the penthouse giving me a slight shine.*

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*You knock the breath out of me as my back slams against the wall. This intensity, this is what I’ve been craving! This is the freedom I need, to let go of all my inhibitions and just exist in the moment. Your kisses are like a drug, one that opens my mind and body to you like dessert served on a silver platter.*

*My eyes widen at your command to strip. My instincts are screaming at me to rebel against it but I find my hands already raising the hem of my dress. The fabric is light and loose and I quickly discard it. I’m left standing in a matching set of pale pink lace and silk and suddenly feeling a bit vulnerable. I wrap my arms around my waist and watch as your body is finally revealed to me. Those impeccable suits are doing the world an injustice by hiding your body. My eyes wash over you unabashedly, my own selfconciousness thrown aside. I reach out and run a long pale finger down the center of your chest.*

Please Lucifer. Please have me..

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*I pull your hands away from your body, and with a swift hard tug I snap your bra straps and bend the fastenings ripping your bra clear off your body, throwing it behind me. I do the same with your panties, the fabric making a slight popping sound as the lace snaps. I hold them with one hand letting the fabric dangle limp from either end of my clenched fist around them. My other hand grabs your throat and pins you against the wall while I glance over your pale body, the blue hue of your veins look like river ravines on your plump perky breasts, the only other color being the light pink hue of your nipples and your tight flowery pussy lips, I breathe you in.* “I will have you in any way I wish, and you will obey” *I bring the panties towards your face, using them as a blindfold as I tightly tie them around your eyes, you could see only flecks of color and outlines but not quite everything. I wind your hair around my hand tightly and drag you into the bedroom by your hair stopping short of the bed* “On your knees Lizzy..it’s time you learn how to pleasure the divine”

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*The speed in which you remove my bra and panties takes me by surprise, I barely saw your hands move! There is a lump in my throat as you pin me to the wall and my breathing begins to escalate. This is what I want, this is what I need. I watch your eyes travel down my naked body and in place of my normal shyness there is a brazen confidence, a desire to please you and the knowledge that you will show me things I’ve never imagined.*

Ye..yes… Lucifer. *I give a slight nod.*

*I’ve never been blindfolded before and I have a moment of panic as the room becomes obscured by pink lace. I can still make out very vague shapes and shadows. Your presence is palpable and your hand in my hair pulls a low moan from my lips. Never in my life has someone handled me this way, it’s shockingly liberating. When you pull me to an abrupt stop I am confident that we are now in your bedroom. I can feel the air change around us as if your very essence is filling the room.*

*I drop to my knees without a sound. There is some kind of plush rug under my knees, its fluffy and comfortable. I’m trying to convince myself that I am prepared for what is coming next.*

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*I remove my belt with one fluid pull, then wrap it around your neck, tightening it past the pre-notched holes and forcing the latch the pierce the black leather so it was just tight enough to command your attention and compliance. I wrap the other end once around my knuckles and pull forcing you to crawl or be dragged across the shag carpeting we get closer to the bed and all movement stops I drop the belt for now so the strap lays down the middle of your body. There is silence, for only a few moments which must have felt like an eternity to you. My hand rubbed against my own chin gazing at you in a ponderous manner, what could I do to you? Scratch that…what WOULDN’T I do?* “stay” *I command as I remove my pants, no underwear underneath, not today anyway, my cock was only semi erect, my scent filtering your immediate airwaves, but you don’t get to touch yet. I leave the room noticably and come back a moment later. In one hand I have a lit candle, on the other an ice cube. I tip the candle over your shoulder so that a few drops of hot wax splash against it, as the shock settles in I place the ice cube on the opposite side using an edge to gently trace down your spine before removing it. Again silence*

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*I am shocked into speechlessness when your belt becomes taut around my neck. This is so far from my comfort zone that again my brain tells me to bolt, my body on the other hand is melting at your hand. Your abrupt tug on the thick leather has me scrambling to crawl across the soft floor. I settle onto my knees and let the silence settle over me. The belt is cool and heavy against my skin. My nerve endings are on fire and it takes more effort than I let on you remain calm and collected.

When you strip off your remaining clothes my eyes widen like saucers at the sight of you totally exposed. Even in your current state I am beyond impressed and alittle nervous at what’s to come.

I try not to panic when you leave me alone in the room. Will you just leave me here? Was this all a ploy to somehow punish me again? I trusted you but my paranoia was getting the best of me in the moment. I’m so lost in my fear that I don’t notice your return until the gentle burn of hot wax hits my shoulder. I let out a hiss as it begins to cool on my pale skin, no doubt leaving a red welt in its wake. The ice on the other shoulder pulls an auduble gasp from my lips, the sensations are clashing in my brain and I can’t reconcile the feelings.*

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*As the silence befell you again and I see your reactions, feeling your body trembling in a shocked manner, I realize maybe for a first time this is too much, I'm behind you still, using my fingertips to exhaust the candle flame, but the ice cube? I reach around and insert the slick wet cold cube into your tight, luscious pink pussy.* "Shh, now now, don't cause a fuss" *I warn placing my hand over your mouth as you begin to squirm. you could hear the rustling of something feathery behind you, even feel the gust of wind as they extend. I remove my hand from your mouth and pluck a golden feather from my wings before they returned as if they had never existed at all. My fingertips with one hand trail down the side of your arm whilst the hand holding the feather brushes gentle down your spine. I lean close to your ear* "Tell me what you truly desire" *It shouldn't work, I hadn't seen your eyes, I couldn't control or compell you to tell me, but I could coax you as the ice melted and oozed water from your sex, it was hard to tell which was the cube's remains and what was your own slick wetness trailing down your thighs*

Running across the street and into you, dropping a pot of succulents and cursing under my breath, laced with concern, “I, uhm, I’m so sorry.” I glance up and you and try to save what I can of the dirt and plant, scooping it into my shirt. “I’m really sorry sir.” I mumble again, half to you and a half apology to the plant. - 🍃

*My mind has been a foreign place of confused realities and delusions and its painfully obvious because I hadn’t seen you from across the street and here you are running into me. The bump causes me to stagger backward a few paces and the confusion in my own head combined with the shock of being run into cause my eyes to flare red and part of my human guise to catch flame, my white shirt dirtied from the soil aswell as my black vest. I look to you as my skin and eyes return to normal*“Bloody hell! Watch where you are going, what’s the big hurry anyway Summer solstice gardening affair?”

*Welsh accent, I preferred this over all other accents and languages in the universe, something succulent and seductive about it, whilst being very apropos to my ‘lordship’*

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*scoffing* “trust me he doesn’t listen, or care, you’re like ants on a farm to him, an amusement, really. You’re better off talking to paint chips. “

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