Day 8 of Kinktober using the list created by @keyboardcatramel! The list can be found here
Pairing: Lucifer x F!Reader
Prompt: Hyper Consent
SMUT | EXPLICIT CONTENT | NSFW | MDNI
CW: Hyper Consent, Praise kink, safe word, penetrative sex, cream pie, minor aftercare
WC: ~2.1k
You find yourself feeling frustrated and a little upset after you return from another date with Lucifer without so much as a kiss.
You’ve been going out for quite a long time and yet he still hasn’t made any move toward spicing up the relationship and you’ve begun to wonder if he actually wants to be with you, or if something about you doesn’t make him feel like bringing things to the next level.
“I don’t know what you want, Lucifer.” You sigh to yourself as you rest against the door of your room.
“If you open your door, you could ask me.”
The deep voice of your boyfriend sounds behind you and you jump in surprise. Flinging open the door, you’re greeted with Lucifer carrying a bottle of demonus and two glasses.
“I thought you looked upset to have our date end so early, so I brought a nightcap, if you’d like to have some with me?” He offers, gesturing into your room.
“I… sure, come in.” You sigh, feeling incredibly embarrassed that he caught you talking to yourself.
“So, what is it that you’re confused about?” He asks, setting the glasses on your nightstand and uncorking the demonus in one fluid motion.
You swallow back your anxieties. You know Lucifer… he’ll be honest with you if you’re honest with him.
“Why haven’t you kissed me yet?” You blurt out finally, your whole body tense as you await his answer.
“That’s what you are unsure of? I suppose that makes sense, as an ageless demon, my sense of time passage may be skewed compared to yours. That is not to say that I haven’t been thinking about it every moment since you agreed to be mine, though. Believe me I desire you more than you can imagine. I simply do not wish to push you past your limits or make you feel as though you must do as I wish simply to try and please me. I want the choice to become more intimate to be something we make together.”
At some point during his response, Lucifer approached you, curling a finger under your chin and tilting your face up to look at him.
“Tell me, little lamb, would you be comfortable if I kissed you right now?”
You nod once, feeling your entire body become a bundle of nerves as you await the sensation of his lips against yours.
“I need you to answer me with words, my love. I need to know you are certain about desiring such things.” He whispers, face drawing closer to yours. “May I kiss you?”
“Yes,” you breathe.
In the brief time it takes for the sound to leave your mouth, your lips are sealed with a kiss.
It’s equal parts exactly what you’d dreamed about and so much more than you had ever imagined. The way his scent and warmth fill your senses and how your body melts against him has every vein flaring to life with eager excitement.
You instinctively find your hands moving up to his shoulders, clinging to him and letting yourself get lost in the sensations of his lips massaging yours. You let out a quiet moan of happiness, only for Lucifer to draw back a bit, leaving both of you breathing heavily.
“I want more, my love… May I touch you?” He asks, his flushed cheeks and desperate gaze stoking the fire in your belly even further.
“Yes please,” you reply breathlessly, gasping as his slender fingers slide underneath your top and tease the skin along your sides. His touch seems to sear itself into your memory, every brush of his fingertips becoming carved into your deepest fantasies.
“Lucifer… I want to touch you too,” you groan, body tensing as his thumbs brush the undersides of your breasts.
You feel his hands slip from your body, his lips still devouring your own as he tugs his jacket off. His fingers move up to loosen his tie and he pulls back just enough to look at you.
“Will you take it off for me?” He asks, lifting one of your hands up to his collar and shuddering as your fingertips slip behind the fabric and against his throat.
“Okay…” You agree, fingers fumbling with the buttons due to the excited desire fueling your every move. Soon enough, you’ve freed him of his shirt and vest, and your heart nearly stops.
“Is something wrong?”
You shake your head, extending your hand and brushing it along the ridges of his abdominal muscles. You can’t even bring yourself to breathe as you allow your fingers to traverse the perfectly sculpted midsection. It must be a crime for someone to be this stunning, right?
His chest heaves as he watches your hands move lower, “Are you implying you’d like to take this all the way? Because if your hands venture any further, I’m afraid I’ll have a very hard time holding myself back.” He growls, the strain in his voice evident.
“D-Do you actually want to? To do that with me?” You ask surprised.
Lucifer moves closer to you, his bare skin pressing against your body and his face painstakingly close yet not close enough.
“My love.” He breathes, voice low and rough, “I would not be here now, doing this with you if I did not desire you more than my next breath. I’ve wanted to do this with you since the moment you agreed to the kiss. Even long before that, I have thought of how amazing it would feel to have your skin on mine, your body joined to me in every way. I do not want to make you feel pressured into doing more than you’re comfortable with. That is the only reason why I warned you that continuing to let your fingers dance so dangerously close to my belt.”
You don’t know what to think, the only thing your brain is capable of entertaining is the magnetic pull Lucifer has on you. You unfasten his belt and can clearly feel the bulge along his trousers.
“I need to know you want this. Tell me with your words, little lamb. What do you want me to do?”
“Make me feel so good I can’t keep a straight thought,” you whisper, leaning up and sealing your mouth over his. In short order you feel yourself being lifted from the floor and pinned onto the bed before your clothes are gently pulled from your body.
“You’re so soft, so perfect and warm.” Lucifer wonders aloud, letting his hands move gently over your thighs and up to the swell of your breasts before he pauses.
“I’m going to touch you here now, okay?” He breathes.
“Okay…” you gasp, instantly rewarded with the feeling of his hot tongue tracing over the peaks, and granting you an overwhelming sense of euphoria. You can feel each stroke of this tongue against your skin directly in your core and you crave even more.
“Luci… I need more. Please…” You beg breathlessly, fingers combing through his hair with far more restraint than you really think you ought to be capable of.
“Don’t rush things, my love. I do not want you to look back on this night with regret.” He responds commandingly. You feel a slight pang of disappointment at his response. You understand that he’s trying to move at a slower pace to ensure you’re comfortable and you truly feel more connected and deeply in love with him for that… but right now your main concern is finally experiencing what it will be like to be made one with the love of your life.
“Lucifer. I am not saying this for your sake, I’m asking for my own. Please, will you make love to me?”
Lucifer’s nostrils flare as he takes in a sharp breath.
“You make it nearly impossible to refuse when you look at me like that.” He replies, righting himself and shedding the remainder of his clothing.
His body is back over yours in an instant, and you feel his cock vividly against your thigh, your body responding to the proximity of his heat by causing your arousal to begin leaking from between your legs.
“It’s sinful for you to smell this good, my love.” Lucifer groans, letting his fingers slide along your slick folds just enough for his fingers to become coated in your nectar.
When he brings them up to his nose and inhales you feel a rush of embarrassment, but it’s crushed by the erotic way he growls and licks his lips before fixing you with a heated stare.
“Before I do anything more, I need you to promise me one thing. If at any point you want me to stop, say “Pride” and I will cease whatever it is that I’m doing.” He instructs, brushing his slick fingers over your nipple as he awaits your response.
“Back at you.” You reply, desperately craving friction against your center.
“Believe me, there is nothing you could do that would ever make me choose to have this end.” He warns.
You feel warmth against your folds as Lucifer begins to stroke you with his tip, easing it in slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size at just the right pace.
“Does this feel good?” He asks.
“MMnnghh, yes… So good!” You moan, clutching at his arms as he sinks further and further into you. You have never felt so fully stretched as you do when he finally fits his entire length within your walls.
“Lucifer, you feel so good…. Does it feel good for you?” You ask, hoping with everything you have that he is enjoying this as much as you are.
“It feels like the sweetest reward I’ve ever received. Your body was made for me. We are a perfect match.” He growls, leaning down on his forearms so that his body is hovering just above yours.
“Look at me. I want to see every expression you make while I am inside you.”
You can’t resist his command, eyes fixated on his and the way they quiver with lust. Your hot breaths mingle as you both moan. The sensations of his length dragging along your walls as he begins to thrust into you in earnest has nearly taken your breath away.
“L-Luci!” You squeal, looping your legs around his thighs and drawing him closer with each roll of his hips. “Aaaaghh! Ngh!”
“Yes, my love… continue to call out my name. Tell me how I am making you feel.” He pants.
“S-so…So good! Haaahhh!” Your voice rises in pitch with the rise in his speed, his hips now slamming into you at a mind shattering pace. You can hardly do more than cling to him and moan his name as he brings your body to the edge.
“Lucifer!” You cry out, letting the electrifying sensations take over your body as the orgasm numbs your mind. You can still feel pulse after pulse of pleasure racing through every vein and there’s no telling if you’ve remembered to breathe or not. The only thing keeping you from letting your mind fade completely is the extremely erotic expression on Lucifer’s face as he witnesses you come undone beneath him.
“Good girl. That’s good, my love…. Just a bit more… Ngh… You are so beautiful.” He gasps, sweat dripping from the end of his nose and onto your lip as he buries himself fully into you for a final time.
The roar he lets out as he reaches his climax is deafening and so damn sexy you don’t know if you could ever imagine anything more attractive. You can feel his cock pulsing inside of you, spilling entirely into your walls and you can hardly keep yourself from falling apart once again.
You feel Lucifer shift slightly, his cock pulling free and stimulating your nerves again even with such a final measure.
When he moves off of you and lays beside you, the only thing you can think of is how utterly gorgeous he is, his hair damp and body slick with sweat and his eyes heavily-lidded with satisfaction.
“Did this answer your question? Do you understand now what it is that I want?” He asks, softly letting one hand brush back the hair stuck to your forehead.
“If you’re unsure, I would be more than willing to show you again, my love. Any moment alone with you is a moment I treasure.” He adds, shifting his body closer and kissing the top of your head.
“Thank you for trusting me enough to make love to you.” He whispers, fingers combing through your hair and massaging your scalp and you try to find a way to respond to him. However, rather than helping you come up with a response, Lucifer’s fingers are putting you to sleep.
“I love you…” you manage to mumble, eyes growing increasingly heavy.
yall- he beat my boy Levi by 10% this is wild but you got it babes some Luci headcannons
drinks spefically english breakfast tea, why? because i drink it and it reminds me of him
has fidget toys in his desk to releave stress but Satan says that Luci plays with toys
likes to think he looks polite but he has horrible RBF and it scares people even though, no hes not angry he just focused
can make really good pancakes and Beal LOVES them so much so Luci had to ban him from eating them for a bit because Beal just wouldn't eat anything else for a bit
Luci has listened to girl in red one because Asmo made him so Luci could stay and i quote "up to date"
hates when people round up time like if its 2:56 and you say its 3 he gets angry
plays nintendogs because it destracts him from the on growing pile of work
not a candle fan likes incense mainly sandlewood
buys pencils with patterns on the side like lil skeletons because "its just nice"
buys dark chocolate not because he doesnt like milk or white chocolate hes just expensive
Ok so, 2 Obey me fanfic ideas based on a song I like
The moment Lucifer asked Simeon/Mammon to come with him, he says no, and Lucifer having to cope with it. (Either as a ship or brotherly love.. or both lol)
2. Alternate timeline where NON of the brothers go with Lucifer and he has to go to the Devildom alone
Extra: ONLY Simeon says yes to going to the Devildom.
