I need prompts for my daily lucifer!!!! I can and will take any suggestions- mutual or not i wanna see what yall come up with LOL heres what i have so far!!
Where Do Stars Go When They Fall, Mr. Morningstar?
A/N: Hey guys, this is my first Lucifer imagine (so keep that in mind). I would love to continue writing these and requests are open if you would like to submit one. I’d love to hear your feedback and let me know if you want a part two :) Enjoy!
~ Lucifer Morningstar x Reader ~
Warnings: Swearing
Word Count: 3,195
Prompt: Your friends dragged you out to Lux, much to your annoyance, and you catch the eye of Lucifer Morningstar, the owner. He takes interest in you and tries to get you into his bed, but you’re more interested in talking to him: specifically about stars and where they go when they fall.
“Jessica, I don’t want to go.” You protested, backing away. “Clubs are horrific. Full of barely dressed people, rubbing against each other - and not in a good way might I add - and it’s all sweaty and hot and disgusting. Oh, not to mention that you have to politely talk to any prick that comes up to you offering to get you the cheapest drink at the bar.”
“Dude…” Jessica laughed.
“I mean couldn’t they at least give you a choice? I’ve never had a guy let me pick a cocktail. It’s like they know the cheapest thing.”
“[Y/N]. Stop. Not to be selfish or anything, but it’s my birthday. I’m 22 today. So it would be great if you could stop complaining about getting free drinks and get your arse away from that wall and put this dress on.”
“Jessica, I came all the way from England for your birthday.”
“Yes. This was part of the deal.” She laughed, dragging me away from the wall that was protecting me from the night ahead. “Hey, American men might let you pick a cocktail.”
“Hmmm… that’s something I can get behind.” You responded. You knew you had to go, even if you didn’t want to. Jessica was your best friend, you owed her this. A good time at the most prestigious club in LA with her best friend by her side. There were of course other girls going, but you had been there from the start. “Alright then, where’s this dress that you said I would look nice in?”
“Gimme a sec.” Jessica said, running into the other room. “I know you wouldn’t normally wear this, even at a party. However, your figure is amazing and this is my birthday so I want you to turn heads.”
“Surely, you’d want to turn heads? Right?”
“[Y/N], I wouldn’t worry about that. Turning heads is my speciality.” She laughed coming back out with the dress.
“Ah, I forgot about that.” You chuckled in response, taking the dress from her hands. “I guess I’ll get ready then.”
The music drowned any chance of conversation out as you stepped into LUX. You already hated it.
“Jessica, I’m wearing this ultra figure-hugging, crimson, short, v-neck dress and I’m still the most clothed here.”
“You’re surprised? Come on, let’s get drinks.” You followed Jessica, as well as the other girls, weaving between people swanning around the club. Drinks sounded like a good idea. “Right, ladies, what would you like?”
“The cheapest thing you have?” You asked, laughing, noticing Jessica snigger too. The bartender nodded, looking you up and down as he did, before laying down a glass of whiskey.
“Whiskey? That’s the cheapest?” You questioned to Jessica, as you grabbed the glass from the bar and smiled at the man behind it. “Normally its knockoff Coca Cola and some £5 vodka.”
“Take it while you can.” Jessica laughed before dragging you away from bar towards the dance floor.
“Wait. Go have fun.” You stopped her. “I’m gonna sit there,” you pointed towards a bar seat, “and finish my drink. I don’t want to get it on your dress when these half-dressed pricks knock it on me.”
“[Y/N], come on.” She pleaded.
“Look, I’ll be five minutes. Chill.” I smiled. “And besides, you’re turning heads.”
Jessica looked behind her, and smiled back at you before joining the rest of the girls, and the men eyeing her up. You retreated back to the bar, sitting on the stool furthest in the corner. You came to the club, that was enough right? You didn’t have to socialise with any one? Didn’t have to dance? Could just sit and drink the night away?
“Fuck, this is horrific.” You whispered to yourself, not that it would matter, you could scream it and still no one would be able to hear you.
“Horrific? That’s a bit harsh don’t you think, Darling?” A sultry voice spoke.
You turned to your right to see a man stood next to you. His eyes bearing down on you, looking you up and down.
“Yes. Look, I don’t want a drink. Honestly, I came here to get away from British men.” You spoke to him, before looking deep into your whiskey glass.
“Not even from the Devil?” He replied, sliding into the seat next you. “Morningstar. Lucifer Morningstar.” He extended his hand and you took it, hesitantly.
“Strange name.” You responded, taking a swig from your glass. “I’m [Y/N].”
“Well, I had no desire to be called that, [Y/N].” Lucifer responded, his dark eyes looking down at you. A smirk forming on his face. He was being flirty and you knew it, and surprisingly you enjoyed it. “Tell me beautiful, what do you desire the most?”
You head turned up to look at him, eyes transfixed on him. He was indeed very attractive. “Does that get you all the girls?”
He looked back at you dumbfounded. “Actually, yes. Just not you it seems.”
You raised your eyebrows at him, turning back to your drink once more. As soon as the liquid burned down your throat for the third time, you truly regretted your choice. Cheap is not always best. Speaking of cheap: the cheap shot sat next to you, Lucifer, was staring at you with a mix of concern and confusion. He snapped out of it as you turned back to look at him. Downing the rest of your whiskey quickly, you stood up before your brain had even registered that you swallowed the drink. You pulled down your dress a little, the crimson colour hugging your small waist. You did look good, you couldn’t deny that, it was just strange feeling so exposed.
“I should go back to my friends.” You smiled at him politely. You did want to stay, how could you turn down a man like that. A man that seemed to be so divinely built with devilishly good-looking features.
“Hold on a minute, Darling.” He reached out grabbing your arm, before standing up himself. “Let me buy you a drink. If my natural charms didn’t work, which trust me is very strange, maybe a cocktail will help.”
“You’re really full of yourself aren’t you, Mr. Morningstar. However, for a cocktail, I’d do anything.”
“Luckily, I know the perfect place to get one.”
“Really?” You smirked. “Wait. Would it happen to be your place? Because if so, I’ve just now decided I’m not interested. I need to stay with friends, even if you are incredibly attractive.”
“Ah, so you do find me attractive. Maybe my charms are working.”
“Oh, that’s just what I say to all the guys who offer me drinks.” You lied, noticing the shock hit his eyes.
“Interesting. Let me escort you to the bar.”
“Well I suppose that would be okay.” You turned around, heels digging into your ankles. Just a few more hours and you would be able to take them off.
“My, my, my, you are gorgeous aren’t you.”
“Umm, thanks.” You blushed. “So where is this cocktail?” Trying to diffuse the awkwardness of your response. But in hind sight it seemed rude and obnoxious. You glanced over the crowd to see if you could find Jessica. Leaving her without warning was a no, especially on her birthday. You quickly spotted her and made eye contact. As soon as you did she seemed more than happy that you were being whisked off by this gorgeous gentleman, even winking as she saw him move closer to you.
“Right this way.” He led, touching the small of your back with his hands. He clearly didn’t think you comment was rude and the tingle spreading across your back meant you knew the night was just beginning.
“Lucifer, I don’t think we should be doing this.”
“Relax. It’s my place.” He said following you up the stairs.
“You live above the nightclub?” You questioned, stopping in your tracks. “Isn’t that a bit annoying?
“No, it has a good view. Speaking of good views, keep walking.” He smirked, glancing down at you.
Typical. It was a lot more charming than others, but still underneath all of it, he was just a horny, desperate guy.
“Listen, I’m not going to fuck you.” You responded angrily.
“How about now?” He spoke, gazing into your eyes.
You felt a tremor of lust burst through you, tingling throughout your whole body. You’ve had this before with a select few guys but there was something different about this one. Something magical, mystical almost, yet you couldn’t put your finger on it. There was just something addictive about him.
“No. You self-righteous prick.” You scoffed, snapping out of whatever trance he had put over you and storming past him.
“Wait, wait, Darling… Darling.” He halted you in your tracks. “You are an interesting one aren’t you?”
His sultry voice flowing from him like honey. You couldn’t believe how attractive he was. His tall, muscular frame made evident by his figure hugging suit. His hair messed up slightly, his golden brown eyes glinting in the subtle light.
“What do you want from me? Apart from sex?”
“Darling. I don’t want anything from you. I promise. My charms clearly haven’t worked… unfortunately, because you really are a beauty.”
“Dude.” You scoffed, shaking your head.
“Sorry. Let me make you a cocktail.” He replied, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I promise no sex either, unless you change your mind I’m always willing.”
“Good to know.” You said rolling your eyes. “One cocktail, Mr Morningstar. Then I’m going back to my friends.”
“Mr. Morningstar? Oh, stop. You’re getting me all hot and bothered.”
You laughed in response, moving closer to him. “Are you always like this?”
“Yes, Darling.” He replied, moving in just a tiny bit closer.
“I like you. Can’t quite explain why.” You closed the gap slowly, trying to tease him as best you could, just to play him at his own game. It probably wasn’t working, but at least it was fun to try. “Sex on the beach, please.”
“I’m sure I can arrange that.” He spoke, trying to move closer, but you stood back just in time.
“The cocktail, Lucifer.” You smirked.
He scoffed in response before leading you further up the stairs.
“So you’re telling me you own this place?” You asked, sipping on your sex on the beach.
“So you’re more confused about the fact I own this place than the fact I’m the devil?” He laughed, looking at you intently.
“Yes. Come on, you don’t actually think I believe you, do you?” You spoke putting your glass down on the bar that looked almost exactly like the one below you in LUX. You were surprised to say the least that the owner of the most prestigious club in LA had taken a shine to you, let alone taken you up to his penthouse apartment.
“Well, the name’s Lucifer. Morningstar. Lucifer Morningstar, Darling. I couldn’t make it any clearer.” He sighed, causing you to smirk.
“Sorry,” You replied, reaching over the bar to touch his hand with your fingertips. “I’m just not the religious type.”
“Even more reason to do it with the Devi.” He spoke, looking at your hand on his.
He was charming. Incredibly charming. But unfortunately, you weren’t that into nutcases that thought they were the Devil.
“Mhm.” You sipped your drink again.
“I really have no power over you, do I?” He leaned forward, wrapping his eyes in yours. “Tell me, what’s your desire?”
“Lucifer, you already asked me that. My desire is for you to take me outside to see the view and so I can ask you a very important question.” You smiled, touching the tip of his nose with your fingertip.
His smirk grew as you made your way outside, pulling open the glass panelled doors.
“Ahhh...” You breathed in as the breeze blew into your face. “Nothing like LA smog.”
“Couldn’t agree more.” He turned to you as you looked out over the balcony. “So what’s this important question you have for me?”
You smiled at him, before sitting down on the closest seat. He eyed you up for a few seconds before joining you.
“Has a girl ever said no to you?” You questioned.
“Oh. Well, Darling. No. You’re the first.” He raised his eyebrows, his eyes gleaming in the subtle balcony light. “Remarkable really, I don’t quite understand how you could decline me.”
“Lucifer, you’re the Devil... apparently.” You laughed.
“Yes, but as the Devil I have certain charms.”
“Have you ever thought about seeing a therapist? To you know, get over this strange metaphor?” You asked seriously.
“As a matter of fact, I do see a therapist. Even she can’t resist my charms.”
“Wow!” You laughed, shaking your head. “You’re sleeping with your therapist. That’s so incredibly immoral, but good on you, I’m impressed.”
“Now let me ask you something, [Y/N].” Lucifer spoke, shifting closer towards you, before he was directly next to you. “Have you ever said yes to a guy?”
“Oh. Ummm...” You stuttered. “Well, I say yes to their drinks... but yes to the person? Maybe back in 11th grade.”
“Looks like someone needs to loosen up.” He smirked.
“No, I’m fine. Thank you, Lucifer.” You rolled your eyes. “I think I just need a chat, instead of some dick. Dick is everywhere, good chats are hard to come by.”
“Quite right. Men are horrible, aren’t they?” He spoke, bringing his glass of whiskey to his mouth.
“I’ll cheers to that.” You giggled, clashing your glass into his. “Shit, sorry.”
“Really, darling! This is a designer suit.” He spoke, trying to dab away the whiskey that had fallen onto him after you pushed your glass to his.
“Oooh, I’ve never had a rich guy go after me.” You laughed, handing him a tissue from your bag.
There was a moment of silence as you watched him try to erase any trace of whiskey from his shirt and blazer. Surprisingly, he was actually quite nice. Admittedly, he had only wanted you for sex before, but now, he seemed genuinely interested in just talking to you. Which was something completely new to you.
“Okay, so let me get this straight.” You proclaimed. “You’re the Devil? Like the whole fallen angel, got on Daddy’s bad side, kinda thing?”
“Sure, it was more that my father kicked me out of heaven and sent me to reign over hell... but I suppose ‘got on Daddy’s bad side’ works too.”
“So you must have serious Daddy issues then?” You joked, watching his shocked face.
“Very funny.”
“Wait, so you were in heaven for a bit then?” You quizzed, leaning closer to him.
“Yes, up until He got bored of me.”
“Thank God!” You shouted. “Sorry. Too soon?” You whispered, noticing him glare at you as soon as you said ‘God’. “I just wanted to know something.”
“Go on.” He leaned in closer to you.
“Where do stars go? You know when they fall? I’ve always wanted to know.”
“Fallen angels wasn’t really my area. Well, until I became one.”
“So stars are angels?”
“No. You have normal stars, and then fallen angels. The ones that you see glide through the air, and fall: those are the fallen angels.” He looked down at the floor.
Shit, [Y/N]. A decent guy actually wants to talk to you and you upset him by talking about his, however fake, family problems.
“I always thought falling stars were the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I also used to wish on them.” You smiled sweetly, moving his chin up to face you. “So, Lucifer, there was someone who saw you fall, and thought you were the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen, and wished they deepest desire when they saw you fall, and you made them come true.”
He smiled, flicking his eyes between yours and your lips. “Just think of that Lucifer when you think of how much of a dick your Dad was. He sounds like a dick.”
“He is.” He laughed.
You could feel the space between you close up. You wanted to kiss him. Badly. You could tell he wanted to kiss you too. This was the first guy. The first guy you had ever wanted to kiss after just meeting them. Maybe he was the Devil, maybe he had a magic trance over you. You both leaned in closer but before anything could happen, your phone rang loudly.
“Shit.” You sighed, grabbing your purse.
“Disappointed, Darling?” He smirked.
“A little.” You whispered through the noise as you took your phone out your purse. Jessica.
J: “Hey? You okay?”
- Yeah, I’m fine. I’m still with the guy.
J: “The hot one that I saw you walking away with?”
- Yeah, the hot one.
J: “Anything happen?”
- No. But that’s probably for the best anyway. I’m sorry I took off.
J: “Oh, don’t worry about it. I did too.”
- Hahha good. Look, I’ll come back down now.
J: “Down? Don’t you mean back?”
- No, I mean down. Turns out the super hot guy I was walking away with... he’s the owner of LUX.
J: “Shittttt. Good for you girl. Make sure you get us more free passes.”
- I will, Jessica. See you in five minutes!!
“Lucifer, I’ve got to go now.” You spoke, turning your phone off and stuffing it away.
“Don’t you mean ‘super hot guy’?” He laughed, standing up at the same time as you.
“Yes, super hot guy works too.” You smiled, walking towards the inside of his penthouse. “Thank you for the drink, and the chat.”
“Wait, [Y/N]!” He shouted, running behind you and grabbing your wrist. “Don’t go.”
“I have to.” You smiled, looking down at your wrist gripped by his hand.
“Right.” He spoke, abruptly letting go of you. “Sorry. I just liked the chat.”
“We didn’t talk about much.” You giggled.
“Well, what we did talk about, I enjoyed.” He put his hands in his pockets. “And besides, we’ll have to change that. Come back tomorrow night, I’ll take you out to dinner. Wear a dress, it’ll be fancy.”
“Lucifer, you don’t have to.”
“I know. I want to, Darling.”
You grinned. Probably the biggest smile you had ever made. Something about him made you comfortable and happy. It was like you had been friends for ages. It didn’t seem weird talking about stars, or daddy issues for that matter, ten minutes after you had met each other. You liked him. There was something special about him.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
“Till tomorrow.” The smile on his face widened.
You reached closer to his face, delicately pecking a small kiss on his check, before smiling at him once more. He seemed more shocked than anything.
“Are you trying to get in my pants?” He asked, clearly joking.
You winked and begun laughing as you walked away from him.
“Till tomorrow.” He shouted to you, as you the elevator to the main area of LUX opened up before you and you stepped in.
“Till tomorrow.” You grinned as you watched the doors close in front of you, hiding Lucifer Morningstar from your view.
That was it! Let me know if you would like a part two as that is something I can definitely write. Also if you want to be added to my Lucifer Taglist let me know :) Feedback is appreciated.
