RATING - 16+ (There’s no real written details but the intention is there)
Don’t read if you’re not comfortable!!!!!
MC softly knocked on Lucifer’s office door in the middle of the night. They knew he was still awake, this being the fifth night in a row that he’s pulled an all-nighter.
MC was getting a bit more worried than usual and they silently swore to themselves that they would confront Diavolo about Lucifer’s condition. But right now, MC’s task was to try and get their boyfriend to come for bed. The sheets were cold and MC missed their demon lying beside them.
“Lucifer? Can I come in?” They asked, speaking to the closed door and awaiting Lucifer’s response.
There was a still moment before MC heard the shuffling of papers and the scraping of a chair.
The door opened and MC got a good look at the demon in front of them. Despite his obvious exhaustion, Lucifer still managed to grin as he gazed at his darling human.
“Still awake at this hour, my love? How naughty of you,” he said, not seeming to realize that he himself was up way later than he should be.
MC gave him a disapproving look, “Are you almost finished?”
The demon sighed before answering, leaning against the doorframe, “I’m afraid not.”
They didn’t try to hide their disappointment, a small pout forming on their face. Lucifer smirked a bit, folding his arms across his chest.
“I’ll come to bed a bit later, alright?” Lucifer said in a comforting tone but MC wasn’t having any of it.
They knew all too well that when Lucifer came to bed they’d be fast asleep and there’d be no time for cuddling.
Shaking their head, MC asked, “Can I just stay here with you?”
They looked up at him into his enchantingly beautiful eyes, hoping he’d see the loneliness they were feeling.
Lucifer said nothing at first but a moment passed before he made space for MC to walk into his office. It was clear he needed some companionship as well, seeing it was always so stiffly quiet in the room.
The demon sat back at his desk and MC got a good look at the pile of papers on the surface. They frowned, mentally noting that they’d have a good long discussion with Lord Diavolo about Lucifer’s work.
MC eyed the chair Lucifer probably expected them to sit in for the remainder of the time he’d be working. It was close to Lucifer but not close enough, not one bit.
Feeling bold, MC walked around Lucifer’s desk and before he could say anything they plopped themselves into his lap.
“Mind if I sit here?” MC teased the demon, starting to untie his tie and wrapping it around their hand.
Lucifer chuckled, “No, not at all.”
His free hand came around MC’s waist and pulled them closer to his chest. They wrapped their arms around his neck. Nuzzling their head into the crook of his shoulder, MC took a deep breath, inhaling his rich scent. It made them smile, feeling happy that they could spend some time with their boyfriend.
“Mc...?”
“Mhm?”
“Thank you for being here with me,” Lucifer softly said, his hand starting to rub slow circles against MC’s back.
MC’s grin grew and they pulled back to look at their beloved. Lucifer’s eyes held an adoring glint and were wholly focused on them.
“You’re very much welcome,” MC responded before placing a little kiss at the corner of his lips.
Lucifer let loose a light chuckle, “If you keep teasing me like that I’m going to have to punish you, MC.”
At that, an idea sparked in MC’s head and their smile grew mischievous. Lucifer noticed and he gave them a cautioning look, not having to say anything to get his warning across.
MC slowly dragged one of their hands down Lucifer’s chest as they started leaving little kisses along his neck.
“MC.”
If it hadn’t been for the fact that Lucifer’s hand tightened against MC’s back or how his breath seemed to speed just a tad, they would have thought he wasn’t at all affected.
“Yes, Lucifer?” MC said, pulling back a bit to give him an innocent look despite the direction their hand was heading.
His gaze had darkened and MC could see a dangerous glow in his eyes, hinting at his hidden desire for them.
Lucifer brought both hands to MC’s waist and he picked them up, placing them on his desk. He was now standing between their legs, towering over them.
“You sure about this, MC?” Lucifer whispered close to MC’s ear. They could hear the concern and love in his voice and MC could’ve sworn their heart was glowing.
“Yes, Lucifer.”
MC’s words could hardly be considered a whisper but Lucifer heard nonetheless.
Least to say....neither human or demon got any sleep that night.
So only since the other anon brought it up, I have a HC. Sometime in late high school, Mike sleeps over at the Byers. And maybe he crashed his bike and his clothes got all ripped up and muddy, but for whatever reason his clothes are toast - so Will, being a good friend, offers for Mike to borrow some of his. And Will is just a little shorter, a little smaller than Mike. So when Mike puts on Will’s jeans and shirt, well... they’re tighter than his usual garb. And Will *cannot* stop looking at him
I love the way your brain works anon.
So get this, Mike turns up for their hangout COMPLETELY SOAKED!
Like oh-my-gosh-you-idiot-Mike-why-did-you-ride-over-in-this-rain???
So Will goes into full MOM MODE and pushes Mike into the bathroom and insists he takes a hot shower incase he’s got the chills or whatever and orders Mike to hand over his wet clothes when he’s done so Will can throw them in the dryer.
Cut to 10 minutes later and Mike is in Will’s room, towel wrapped around his waist and a bundle of wet clothes in his hands and sheepish expression on his face.
Will ignores the part of his brain that desperately wants to trace his eyes over every inch of Mike and hurries out of the room to put the wet clothes in the dryer.
“Just grab whatever clothes you want from my drawers” he yells as he escapes the awkwardness of being in a room with his naked best friend/secret crush.
So of course Mike walks out 5 minutes later wearing a ridiculously small pair of shorts and tight polo shirt.
Like those shorts were on the small side on Will. Why the hell did he have to choose those ones??
Are you trying to make Will stare at your long creamy legs? Your tight little ass? You have bulge Mike?!? Will so does not need to see your bulge Mike! Please show your bulge more often Mike!
It’s a looooooong night for Will. The dryer beeps to announce the end of its cycle an hour later but for some reason neither boy chooses to acknowledge it.
