You do a little tarot reading with Lucifer only to discover he is in love.
I am so sorry if this is not good, I actually wrote this while I was bawling my eyes out (five minutes ago)
Also, about the position, you are sitting on your knees while lucifer is leaning against the bed frame. But still, you two are kinda close.
Comments and reblogs appreciated <3
"You knows this is nothing, compared to what I can do, right?"
"I know, I know, chill! I just want to test what I'm learning.."
You shuffled the cards gracefully, doing all you could to look cool in front of him. His red eyes didn't follow your deck and neither your hands, but the way you tried to concentrate yourself while fiddling with it. You looked cute. Endearing even.
"Alright." You laid the cards down, extremely happy about the design you chose. "You may choose three, please".
Lucifer scoffed. This was so silly.
Porcelain fingers caressed the deck with utter delicacy, hypnotizing your eyes that truly didn't want to fall into his naturally charming behavior.
He picked one by one with lazy movements, not swifting them up to keep the suspense. Whatever he was doing, it was getting into your nerves. It was a calm night, Demonus on crystal glasses, snacks and the messy-composed look on your company. His black fringe building a beautiful curtain on his face, the two first buttons on his shirt were undone, and the soft blush on his cheeks made you loose your almost gone composure.
"So, my fortune teller, what is in for me?"
Anxiety creeped on your skin, goosebumps infesting your body. What would the cards say about someone so full of knowledge such as him? Would you read it wrong? Would he make fun of you? Were you, perhaps...transpassing your limit and he will-
"Hey. Focus. You are dispersing your energy."
Your eyes, that until now were worriedly looking at the cards his pretty fingers chosed, looked up in a hurry. Unfocused irises locking on the target of your closeted affection.
You took at look. Thinking and putting the pieces in their places. Giving your mind some minutes to reflect on their thoughts.
Lucifer opened his legs in distress and the act almost made you roll your eyes. Not in annoyance, but in...God, how he looked good.
You knew he was growing impatient by the passing of time, but you sincerely could not believe what you were seeing now that you had the necessary clarity.
"Are you...are you feeling alright...these days? News emotions maybe?"
"Pfft- is that all you come up with in five minutes of silence? Seriously?"
Your face grew red with embarassement. His laughter making everything worse as you can feel your heart squeezing in your chest. He looks heavenly, but, you forgot that besides his obviously soft spot for you, he was still somehow, mean.
"Hey! I am, being serious! But since you are being so snarky about it, I won't beat around the bush no more."
His chest was heavy with palpable happiness. His disheveled look driving you mad, especially when you could see his fangs in its full glory from how wide open his mouth was with your little tarot reading humoring him.
"You are in love with someone."
You laid out flat, and he gagged on his laughter. Red eyes inhumanely focused on your figure with precision, and you saw, clearly as the sun rise in the human realm how his pupils shifted from its circle shape, to a reptile and predatory form.
"You are indeed a very, very prideful being. Do you see this one? It is your ruin, your negation. That's funny...do you see this one? It means you are chained...you are quite the romantic, aren't you?"
His silence only fueled you confidence, and in the blink of an eye, you quickly gathered all the cards and shuffled them again, but this time at high speed.
Lucifer flinched at that, still too stunished to speak, freezed on your words, but his eyes followed your every movement and every micro expression you made. His senses on high alert, something was wrong, something needed full attention but his eyes were dazed, lost on your oblivious divine figure.
"Let's see what you are hiding, yeah?
This time, no fan of cards. He didn't get to choose.
"Oh my...Mister Morning Star...this is some serious stuff. It seems you worship the ground they step on, but...if you don't swallow your...pride, you might lose this lucky person..."
You heard his breath hitch and he moved closer to you. Now, eye to eye, you finish your reading, your words sounded like sugar on his ears.
"...if you overcome this simple obstacle, you destiny is pure and mutual love, you know?"
Your finger traced the bridge of his nose, booping it and making him blink hungrily. He was so close to you, so tempting that you almost forgot the was in love with someone that might not be you.
"Just go for it." You voice was like the whisper of the wind. Full of emotions and support. He caught that. Hunter eyes never letting anything pass through them. Not even something not tangible, like emotions.
He released a small puff of warm steam through his nostrils, the sight startling you a little but enchanting you much more. He grabbed you hand that was still lingering in the air, - not wanting to retreat and lose the rare opportunity of touching his pristine face so casually - bringing closer to his literally hot cheek, and nuzzling on it.
"You aren't supposed to know in that way..."
His eyes were bright and covered in something you could recognize as the pure form of lust. Finally, his eyes moved from your face, to your wrist, his lips doing the same as they kissed your palms in devotion, going up, and up, until he had you layed down on his bed. His body straddling yours while he hid his face on your neck to cover the little whines he was making. His voice deep and fragile.
"You are banned from the tarot classes."
