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I would love to see this- Lucifer is the strongest entity in Hell, and it turns him on like nothing else when his lover wrestles him for dominance. He will go straight up feral over that.

Lucifer Morningstar wrestling his S/O for dominance...

Headcanons + Drabble

warnings: nsfw, hints at degradation, mentions of blood, biting, scratching, power-dynamics, rough(er) love

words: 806

a/n: I had way too much fun with this- thanks for this lovely, unique ask, I hope I did it justice! It was a bit difficult for my pee brain to come up with things to write, but the people need to be fed; here is your feast

✡ It's hot, its rough, and it's primal

✡ Ideally, Lucifer never tended to like it when anyone challenged his authority, no matter what over

✡ But if you, his lover, did so, he had the benefits of being able to take you however he pleased after you get the chide out of your system (with consent of course), knowing damn well how much it riles him up

✡ When the two of you wrestle, its almost like two wild animals, fighting for a meal that could very well end up being your last before a harsh winter rolls in

✡ It doesn't take long for his demon form to make an appearance during your steamy game, allowing him a decent advantage over your regular strength capabilities; you often call him out for 'cheating', but seeing him in such a feral state turns you on like nothing else

✡ You can feel him getting hard the first few minutes of your rough-housing, telling you all you need to know about how much he really enjoys doing things like this with you. His deep, guttural groans are hard to ignore, his wings flaring up as they batter your body with feather-light touches

✡ His claws and fangs are really coming out now. His claws are dug deep into your skin, leaving light (yet effective) scratches on your skin, as he watches the blood well up on the line of the cut, proceeding to then lean down and let his forked tongue lick off the excess mess his claws left behind

✡ Bite marks will litter your body, blood complimenting those areas as well. The stinging sensation they leave can not go unnoticed and they only help add to the different emotions you are feeling in the current moment

✡ Having someone to challenge him, both mentally and physically, gets him going; its admirably hot how you continue to protest that you could take him down if you wanted to, and he likes seeing that smug, confident smirk of yours turn to one of pure pleasure and ecstasy as he proves you wrong, over and over again

✡ Knowing he holds the most power possible for a being in any hellish realm, makes it all the more fun when you try and downgrade that title, even if just in the slightest bit; it's your own little game you like to play with one another, a common game of cat and mouse, or rather, Devil and prey

✡ Lucifer is ravaging your body, fully claiming you this time, letting you know that there is no one but himself that can hold this power over you; it reminds you that he will always be in charge one way or another, no matter how much you question

✡ In the long run though, you both love these feral moments in your relationship, getting to express your shared love for one another even in such a strange, somewhat brutal way

✡ He loves fighting for his right to dominate you, and he never fails to claim it.

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The heavy panting and notable scent of sweat on the pair of your bodies seemed to go unnoticed, as the two of you were locked in both an intense staring contest, and a physical fight between your bodies; fingers were locked together, arms continually pushing at the other in an attempt to overthrow them. Your bare skin rubs against each other feverishly, his hard cock still buried deep within you from earlier.

"Do you really think you can overpower me in a battle for dominance, darling? I suggest you give in and just let your King take care of you."

His voice was smooth, soothing almost, aside from his heavy breaths filling your ears. He still sounded like an angel to you all the same.

A feral one.

The two of you had been at this now for a good half-n-hour, trying to secure your position as the dominant party in the sheets for the night, but Lucifer had you pinned underneath his own pale body at this point, using the enhanced strength from his demon form to keep you where you were.

The fight for dominance had been over just as soon as it had started; you both knew this from the beginning.

No matter if you were to be above or beneath him, he would always find a way to end out on top of it all, including yourself.

And by all the Gods, if that didn't make him even sexier in your eyes.

You would easily give yourself up to Lucifer whenever he wanted or needed you; there was no doubt about it and you both shared that same knowledge.

But maybe, if this is where challenging him for dominance got you, then you'd have to indulge in the action more often.

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Can y’all please send me requests regarding the following characters:

- Adam

- Lute

- Camillo

I really wanna write more for these guys and never seem to get any with them in it. Adam’s my favorite character and I’m hardly even writing for him (sorry Luci, but now’s not your time).

I’d appreciate ANY requests, but if y’all could send in any with those characters as the love interest, I’d really appreciate it; you get fed too, so it’s a win win.

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Camillo Carmine x Reader

General Headcanons (SFW + NSFW)

warnings: nsfw, mentions of blood, mentions of biting, cursing

words: 1.4k+

a/n: this was a highly requested work, so enjoy and have fun with the little bonus at the end! This is not really an x reader, but it could be read as such, so oh well. Let me know your thoughts on Camillo's character, and/or if you'd like to see more of him in the near future <3

SFW

✧˚ · . Camillo is basically like a big cat

✧˚ · . Tall motherfucker, standing at approximately 8,2

✧˚ · . The guy is very calm, silent, and sneaky all at once. If anything, he would make an excellent spy and has been offered positions before in that line of work

✧˚ · . Very independent; wont work for anybody but himself and is beyond stubborn

✧˚ · . He is a hardass, but underneath his tough, strong front, is an individual who is a giant kid at heart, who is so deeply loyal and giving that it hurts, and who takes all relationships he makes very seriously, as in he would gladly put his life on the line for someone he cares about; questioning his loyalty is the worst you can do

✧˚ · . Favorite colors consist of greys and purples of any shade; it always struck him as having more of an elegant, dancer sort of vibe, and the display of the colors usually help him to relax in times of distress. His whole bedroom is centered around that color palette and it hasn't been changed since he and Camilla have inherited the mansion

✧˚ · . On the subject of Camilla, he likes to annoy her. His real personality can start to be seen the more time he spends around his sister; they behave just like any normal pair of siblings would. The two have had a love hate relationship growing up and it still is that way, even if just a bit more watered down now. The two like to joke and hang around together every now and again when they aren't off busy with their own lives

✧˚ · . What a Carmine lacks in affection, they make up for in loyalty

✧˚ · . If you wanna talk about dancers, he is one. He loves dancing in his spare time and even uses the Carmine manor as a spot to host dancing lessons amongst sinners willing/wanting to learn

✧˚ · . His silvery pointed dancing shoes are like his literal children, and he always goes into a slight panic whenever he can't find them. They provide him with that sense of security, as dancing is a huge part of his life and he could never stand to be without it; they were also a gift from his mother

✧˚ · . Never likes to ask anyone for anything, especially not help. He likes to cover up his needs with smart-ass comments and handsome smirks that most can't stay mad at for too long

✧˚ · . Has been told he has a very punchable face

✧˚ · . His fangs make for a great, sarcastic smile; his face either consists of a frown or that signature smirk. He uses his fangs for a lot of things, including biting people when they get on his nerves

✧˚ · . Can totally play the piano; claims its a very calming and dignified instrument. He doesn't play it often but when he does, its a gift to anyone around to hear

✧˚ · . On the asexuality spectrum, identifying as demisexual and biromantic. It takes him a little longer than the average sinner to develop feelings for someone, let alone sexual feelings

✧˚ · . As stated before, his relationships are one of the most important things in his life and he handles them with great seriousness

✧˚ · . The epitome of that one secretive, mysterious, tall and mysterious stranger everyone wants to be friends with, but are too afraid to approach directly to ask

NSFW

✧˚ · . It's very difficult to get anything verbal out of this man when he's in the process of being intimate with someone, even if they're his s/o

✧˚ · . The most you can expect is some pleasured grunts, maybe some low groans if you're lucky

✧˚ · . It's not that he isn't enjoying whatever is being brought upon him, he is just one to closely guard his feelings and never really express them too vividly; yes that ends up following him into his sex life

✧˚ · . 9 times out of 10 he prefers to give pleasure rather than receive it

✧˚ · . Loves to degrade and use pet names with his partner; sweetheart, doll, slut, and whore tending to be some of his personal favorites to use

✧˚ · . Big on consent. If you are ever not comfortable with anything he proposes or is in the middle of doing to you, then he will stop instantly and get you anything you need. He may seem like an asshat sometimes, but he is a decent person (if that comes as such a shock)

✧˚ · . Into some form of pet play/leashes, no negotiation

✧˚ · . He always likes to be in control and rarely ever is the submissive one during intimacy.

✧˚ · . Will speak Spanish in bed, usually doing so in order to fluster his partner; it often gets him a positive response

✧˚ · . Being blindfolded is a big kink of his. As a dancer, he is used to having to be accustomed to other senses, so when they are heightened after his sight is temporarily taken from him, he will have a ball of a time

✧˚ · . One of his top favorite things is watching his partner ride him. Just the sight of his cock being sheathed inside your body over and over again as he watches you get off on his lap all on your own

✧˚ · . Dirty dancing is something he is much too fond of. The act of getting all worked up from dancing with one another, teasing each other all the while, then getting to fuck his partner into the ground, whispering praises to them about how well they danced with/for him; he is all too eager to teach you more of what he knows about the dancing world

✧˚ · . The little shit is one of the biggest teases you will ever meet. He honestly has a sex drive that's more so on the lower side and does not need sex as often as most sinners seem to

✧˚ · . But, be prepared when he does have the energy to pleasure you, for he is astounding at it.

✧˚ · . Kissing, biting, steamy makeout sessions, eating you out, fucking you raw; he can do it all and excel in the process

✧˚ · . His fangs usually come into play a lot during sex; a huge fan of biting and leaving marks on his partner to let others know that they have already been claimed

✧˚ · . Camillo is one of those demons you'd be lucky to have sex with. It's not even an egotistical thing, he's just not very sex-coded when it comes to relationships or really anything in general. He believes in a true connection with someone first before engaging in any sorts of those activities, hence his sexuality

✧˚ · . Sex with Camillo is always very serious and passionate. He never allows himself to be as vulnerable as he would be right now, so better to cherish it whilst it lasts

✧˚ · . It's almost like he picks one mate for life, then he's done looking, like some species do

✧˚ · . Thinking of it, when he really gets into action and the rare times he wants to have sex, he fucks like a wild animal. He does have his vanilla, gentle side where he will care for you nothing short of a husband, but if he has the chance or some pent up anger to release, you better prepare to go for multiple rounds of very rough sex

✧˚ · . To top things off, he does have a praise kink. It may be hard to pick up on at first, but if you praise him, let him know how good he's making you feel, he's a mess (at least internally). Nothing really gets him going more than knowing he is fulfilling his job as a partner; making you feel good in every aspect that he can. It gives him purpose and that's really all he needs when he's with his s/o

BONUS~

✧˚ · . One of Camillo's wildest fantasies is to have his lover cockwarming him whilst he plays a song for them on his piano. He can imagine struggling to not fumble over the keys, not let his fingers slip, as he feels you clench around him, biting his lip or your shoulder hard enough to draw blood in order to stifle any noises that may find their way past his lips. That vulnerability is something he knowingly holds sacred; you could potentially be the one to coax it out of him.

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Hiii cookie bookie pookie bear, I was wondering if you could write for my short king again (lucifer)! Babyboy is short but how will he be with a gf/wife that is shorter than him! Rahh so cute ♡

Lucifer x Shorter S/O! Fem! Reader

Headcanons

warnings: fluff, short people jokes, Lucifer being an emotional dork and lover

words: 664

a/n: sorry for the lack of fics, I've been super busy and have had no motivation recently! Thanks for 300+ followers, I love y'all!

First of all, it's very rare that Lucifer finds anyone shorter than himself, so you'll have to excuse the literal squeal of excitement he emits the moment he sees you

When you first mention your romantic feelings for him, he had a field day

Someone like yourself, being so beautiful AND short, liking HIM?

He swore it was like being back up in Heaven again

Definitely never misses a chance to make a short joke, despite his own height misfortunes

The internet aided him in coming up with originals

"Hey, how's the weather down there?"

"My golly, it really is the little things in life that matter, isn't it darling?

You have attempted to bite his ankles a few times

Don't worry, if his jokes somehow ends up hurting your feelings, he will be quick to apologize and coddle you for the rest of the day

He is usually very ecstatic whenever you ask him to get anything for you off of a high perch; his chest literally swells with pride that he finally has someone who can come to him for that sort of stuff

"Oh, that old thing up there? No worries, my love. Step aside, step aside now."

Ends up having to get the kitchen stool

But by then, more often than not, it ends up with neither of you being able to reach it, not even with the help of his cane or the stool

Results in him having to get either his daughter, or the spider pornstar he usually tried to avoid if possible (mainly result of his intimidations due to his height, but he was a friend of Charlies)

He will physically deflate if he can't fulfill a need/request you have for him; it crushes his spirit

Likes to put his arm on your head whenever he stands next to you

Its a symbol of both his affection for you and his desire to playfully irritate you

Says you make a good armrest

He only got the satisfaction of saying it once though, because you kicked him harshly in the shin after

He thinks you are just the cutest thing when you're mad; he likes seeing you yell at other people, especially Alastor

But if you yell at him instead during these times, he will go wrap himself up in a blanket and have a breakdown on his own time

You wont see him for a good hour or two; he's off sobbing in some random corner

Eventually he will resurface and request your attention, which you gladly provide him with, apologizing and telling him your words were only humor based and not meant to be taken to heart

Lucifer is already such a sensitive soul, he claims you are turning him to mush by just being the cutest thing to ever behold him

He can't fathom the idea of ever making his precious lady mad at him

Loves getting you funny t-shirts and stuff that have short people jokes on them

Almost always insists on being the big spoon when the two of you cuddle

He's finally taller than someone for once in his life, okay?

He gets the chance to feel like he is effectively protecting someone, this time by covering them with his body like a shield; this has never happened before

Let him have this one victory; he feels accomplished, the poor baby

No one can deny that he has tons of fun with you, as he now gets to be the one who feels all high and mighty

Your height is an ongoing topic throughout the relationship

He often forgets that he himself still only stands just above five feet

He once even tried to fight Alastor because you genuinely make him feel like he's a 7ft giant

Safe to say he came back to you with his tail between his legs, feelings hurt, and still a whopping 5,2

But with you, he may as well have been standing on top of the world

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“Never let a man treat you like anything less than Beyoncé.” - Vox

Did I mention that I love them? ❤️

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Are you gonna do more of those Lucifer Morningstar x Angel!Reader stories? Is there gonna be a series with it?

It is a planned series I am currently working on, yes! Appreciate the interest, amigo. <3

If you guys would like more teasers or even little imagines pertaining to the series, I am more than happy to provide! Send in asks, requests, whatever. ^^

Right now, I am working on a playlist that you can listen to whilst reading the series, containing songs that somehow resemble the story or just fit the vibe. So y'all can look forward to that until the first part comes out.

School is kicking my ass like no other, so I apologize for the lack of content lately- please be patient. I have like, no motivation.

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I am wholeheartedly convinced that Lucifer struggles daily to fight the voices-

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would yall possibly want some Genderbent! Carmilla Carmine (AKA Camillo) head cannons -

👀

just sayin’- I could provide

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The fact that this is me whenever someone offers me any sort of pity-

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Imagine…

Lucifer Morningstar managing to come up to Heaven and interrupting the middle of a High Council meeting the reader is attending, all in order to get the feather that they forgot to leave him during their most previous night together…

Only for the reader to not spare him a single glance, and personally uses their abilities to force him back down to Hell, hearing Lucifer cry out for you in the process…

He’s once again been dismissed by the High Council but now, he’s been dismissed by you aswell…

(Teaser #3 : Lucifer Morningstar x Angel! Reader)

(If it wasn’t already obvious, this series will be full of angst)

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So, I found a gender-bent version of Carmilla back on Pinterest and I am going absolutely berserk

The male version of Carmilla is Camillo-

I need to make fics on this guy, so I need the opinions of the people

(I’ll probably still have Carmilla as herself in the fics sometimes- those times it’s just like she has a brother, lmao)

If you have any specific requests that are not listed for the choosing below, please suggest them in the comments of this post! Whether that be to add smut, fluff, what sort of relationship him and the reader would have, etc!

I will happily look at all suggestions, as I plan to write for both Carmilla and Camillo a lot more in the near future!

This guy honestly just LOOKS like he would be somewhere on the Asexuality Spectrum to me, so let us have this small win within the community-

JUST LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL CREATURE- <3

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hello!! i saw ur blog and i was super excited to see another aroaceee is it alright if you do platonic adam x reader headcanons? he can be reader's friend, sibling, or preferably reader's father figure as long as its platonic, anything u'd like is fine! sorry if my request is kinda weird lol, i just haven't seen a lot of platonic hazbin hotel stuff (especially stuff with adam in it)

a/n: Always good to meet other aroace individuals, indeed. I personally love Adam, he is absolutely my favorite character. I’ve been dying to write for him more and thinking of him as a dad is just my favorite scenario-

warnings: cursing, Adam being Adam, brief mentions of sex, subtle hints at Lute x Adam (if you squint)

words: 944

additional notes: this was one of my first asks I ever got; I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT. Enjoy~!

Adam as a Father Figure

Headcanons

First of all, he never expected to actually have a kid of his own, but now here he was

By the time you turned 6, you knew about every single curse word in existence, along with a (disturbingly) decent amount of female anatomy

Lute gets promoted to babysitter

When Adam is off performing with his band or needed in the council/other Heavenly resides, Lute is responsible for keeping track of his child

Even if she lost you (which she has, multiple times) he won't be that worried

You were a kid and as far as Adam knew, kids needed food

Hence how he knew you would find your way back to him eventually

Okay scratch that, maybe he does get a little worried...a lot

Starts to doubt his ability as a parent

Once he even got Sera to send out a search party for you because you had been gone longer than usual

It worried him sick whenever you went exploring, but he was almost a bit prideful that his offspring had managed to inherit his sneaking around capabilities already at such a young age

Lute has had to console her boss many times in response to your random disappearances under her watchfulness

He has legit been facedown on the couch with his head in her lap whilst he bawls his eyes out, blabbering to her about his worries pertaining to you, and then somehow that stems to his hopes and dreams in life (he doesn't wanna talk about it)

Only for you to walk in with food from some random location about 10 minutes later

You'd be on the floor as soon as you enter the domicile because Adam would have jumped on you and then proceeded to hug the very life out of you (all while stealing your bag of food in the process and running off with it)

Calls you a bitch, dumbass, and 'a little shit' for worrying him

Though he would never openly admit he had been worried

He doesn't care if you have a social life, he wants you home safe before 9pm, sharp

── ��� ｡☆*☽*☆ﾟ.──

Teaches you how to play guitar

He claims its because he wants to pass on one of his awesome talents to his only child, but he also really wants you to join him and his band on stage one day or another

You are in the starter stages of learning and are able to accurately get chords down and learn to read sheet music

A tear just may have come to his eye

The first song you two ever perform together is "Hell is Forever"

He did see someone try to give you a rose after your performance and nearly knocked them out

Trust him, he's a sex and relationship positive guy (for the most part) but he also can't help but feel like he wants to protect you at all costs

If you dare to call him over-protective, he will very gladly give you the silent treatment for a good 5 minutes

After that time mark, he will be groveling at your feet and whining about how sorry he is (rare that he actually says 'sorry')

His biggest fear is his own child having it out for him and not wanting anything to do with him

A clingy parent, no doubt

Wants to train you in the ways of becoming an Exorcist Angel

Poor guy is a bit insecure about everything and needs extra reassurance, though he would never ever outwardly ask for it

That's a sign of weakness in his eyes

Not for his child though

You come to him with even the smallest hint of watery eyes and he is already going full dad-mode

Determined to find the fucker who made you upset

Promises to give em' a good ol' kick in the balls (or vag)

Adam won't discriminate, he's just there to beat the ass of whoever hurt his precious baby

He will get in a fist fight with Sera in order to make you happy

Just expect to be the one he then blames when he gets demoted

── ･ ｡☆*☽*☆ﾟ.──

Adam totally took lots of naps before he had a child, so this just makes for the two of you ending up crashing on the couch together and creating a melodic tune out of your in-sync snoring patterns

Anything the two of you can do together without constantly arguing is a miracle, so this is to be cherished

He has definitely given you some very creative nicknames (as he calls himself 'Dickmaster')

Lute has taken many pictures

She wants to make a photo album and give it to Adam one day just to piss him off

But as she knows how much he really cares for you, she does not want to risk him growing apart from you due to something stupid she did for a few momentary laughs

Let's you two have your moments without interrupting

The two of you always fight over food and who gets to pick where you go for the evening, if going anywhere at all

Lute claims that you are making Adam all the more emotional, but no one seems to be complaining

Especially not the High Council

Its nice to have him shut his mouth for once and remotely think about his actions and who they could potentially effect

Adam has something to lose now, and everyone in both Heaven and Hell alike knew it

No demon spawn would ever get to set even a foot near you

You were the first life he felt truly responsible for

He refuses to fuck it up and lose someone else he cares about

He would protect you until the ends of time, whether you liked it or not

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Bro didn't know what true anxiety was until now-

Thought his wife leaving him was rough?

Nah.

The Great Duck of Chile.

Now THAT'S a true trauma inducer.

(He also totally started the hashtag #banboats after this happened)

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LMFAO I like you already

and the feeling is mutual my child- (•̀ᴗ•́)و

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Alternative Medicine 🦆

pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x GN! Reader

summary: 𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕕

warnings: fluff, Luci is a five star husband, suggestive themes near the end,

words: 878

a/n: this was inspired by that imagine I made a bit ago; I promised to turn it into a oneshot, so I have delivered-

You'd stormed into the bathroom, not even bothering to shut the door as you stood in-front of the mirror, a heavy sigh leaving your lips. Running your hands over your face, you sniffled. Your hands came down to grip the edges of the pristine sink quite roughly. You looked like a wreck. That seemed to be becoming more common amongst other things as the days progressed.

In short, it had been a really rough day in Hell. Those ALSO seemed to be getting more common recently. Who would've guessed, huh? Not like you were expecting sunshine, rainbows and maybe the occasional kitten, but at least a little slack from the universe would be exceptional here and there. Nope. You were getting absolutely nothing.

But in response to your bad days, certain things had started becoming more common within your own home, too. You chose to not pay much attention to it at first, but after some time it got quite hard to ignore at all.

These certain things: also known as the little rubber ducks that somehow managed to find themselves in the same room as you whenever your mood turned sour. At first, it had ultimately confused you to no end. Then, it started becoming more apparent. You would start finding little rubber ducks everywhere you looked; in the cabinets; in your dresser drawers; in your pillowcases; in the bed you and Lucifer both slept in.

It hadn't took you long to figure out that the culprit responsible for distributing the ducks around your home was the same man who you slept beside every night; the same one that reined Hell itself. The thought alone made you smile widely.

This one, you had spotted just barley peeking out from behind the shower curtain. Allowing yourself to emit a lazy sigh, you walked over to the side of the tub and precisely plucked the duck off the edge of the bath. You squinted your eyes as you closely examined said duck, looking to see what made this one different from the others; none were ever the same, you had come to notice. This one was colored the same natural yellow as all the rest, but its features almost looked familiar.

Almost like...you.

A smile would then grace your lips as you turned the duck over; on the bottom there would be a little scribbled message, Lucifers handwriting distinguishable, as you would know the handwriting of your husband apart from any other filthy sinner in this hell hole.

"ᗰᗩᗪE YOᑌᖇ ᖴᗩᐯOᖇITE ᖴOᖇ ᗪIᑎᑎEᖇ. I ᒪOᐯE YOᑌ." ~ ᒪᑌᑕI

You lifted your head, a smile now playing on your lips. Your eyes lifted in tune as well...just in time to catch the short man himself peering at you like a lost toddler from around the corner of the bathroom door. You let out a genuine laugh as he ducked out of sight with a flustered expression. Still keeping the duck cupped gently in your palms, you exited the bathroom, only to see your husband had now migrated to the kitchen, most likely in an attempt to busy himself (or at least seem like it, after you caught him watching you).

You smiled softly as you entered into his proximity, causing him to turn to face you with a dorky smile on his own lips.

"Thanks for the duck, Luci. It made my evening." You spoke softly, not wanting to startle his own good mood, as he continued looking on at you with the look a puppy might have after getting to see their owner after an extended period of time.

"Ah- no problem dear. Did you read the note on the bottom?" He asked, smiling with excitement. He may as well have been bouncing on his feet at this point; he looked close to quite literally exploding if his toothy grin stretched any further.

You chuckled and turned the duck over in your palm once more, looking at the scribbled message on the bottom of its plastic surface with a smirk.

"I did, indeed. I could never miss it. They're always my favorite part."

You grinned at him and chuckled. "So, about that dinner..."

He instantly was by your side, a knowing smirk on his face that made your heart beat a little off pace.

"I was thinking the dinner could wait until later. For now..."

He trailed off, snapping his fingers, as a bottle of expensive looking wine appeared in his clawed hands.

"I know you're having a rough day, darling. A rough week, to put it out there. I wanted to treat you to something more...exquisite. Something only you out of all the sinners in Hell gets to experience."

You raised a brow, but a curious expression twisted your face, yet it held a knowing aspect he was familiar with. You knew what he was hinting to. And boy did it arouse him.

And by any and all the Gods, you were not about to complain. Especially as he took your hand in his and hastily led you back to your shared bedroom, where more magic than just randomly appearing a wine bottle was bound to happen.

Following the next morning, its safe to say that you were very sore, but in a much better mood.~

[fiendishfables]

Bro really took the Snickers slogan to a whole new level-

[fiendishfables]

pairing: Sub! Lucifer Morningstar x Dom! Fem! Reader

summary: ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴇɢꜱ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀꜰꜰɪʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡʜɪʟꜱᴛ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ

warnings: nsfw, pegging, dom! reader, sub! Lucifer, light roughness from reader, slight edging, fluff, slight angst, comfort

words: 1.3k+

additional notes: idc, this man loves getting pegged and you can't change my mind. I thought about this while eating dumplings, btw-

Lucifer was face down on his own mattress, frantic gasps and puffs of air being emitted from his lips. He was seeing stars as you pounded into him from behind with your strap on; so many stars, in fact, that he was sure he was about to pass out from the frenzy of pleasurable sensations you were delivering through to his body.

He was overstimulated as hell, but he'd be a damn liar if he said that wasn't only making him harder than he already was; you had been abusing his g-spot for the past half-hour now and he felt like he could cry from pure bliss.

Your own quick, hot breaths of exertion could be heard and felt on his pale-skinned shoulder, your breasts pressing to his back as you leaned over him to help you reach as deep within your boyfriend as you possibly could; your efforts to reduce him to a panting, whimpering mess were turning into quite the success.

This had all started due to the fact that he had been having a bad day, then started giving you attitude about it.

This attitude mainly consisted of him claiming that he was worthless, useless, a poor excuse for a king. He had then gone on to complain about how you deserved such a better lover than himself.

And that's how you both got into your current situation.

As soon as you had brought out the strap-on, Lucifer had know he was in for one hell of a long night. But right now, he could care less. Why? Because it felt so fucking good. He hadn't been pegged in ages but when he was, he had the absolute time of his life.

"Who's a good boy, Luci? Huh? Who's my good boy?"

Your words were accentuated with each thrust of your hips, leaving the man beneath you ever more breathless; it was hard for him to get any sort of coherent sentence out without sounding like a drunken fool.

"F-Fuck. I-I can't-"

A particularly sharp thrust from you caused him to yelp in both surprise and euphoria.

"An answer, Luci. Not an excuse." You growled, running a hand through your hair as you spoke down to him, willing it to stay out of your face so you could continue to watch as your lover fell apart beneath you.

Your hips began significantly slowing down for every second he refused to speak well about himself; answer your question with a full fledged statement. That had been your one rule you established before this started. You would stop your movements every time he wasn't able to say something positive about himself.

It seemed to be quite the motivator.

"D-Darling..i-it's me. I-Im your good boy...fuck.." He whimpered into the pillow, body trembling lightly as his fingers clenched the sheets with a death-grip.

You let out a satisfied grunt from your position atop him. "Good job, Luci. Its quite a shame you don't recognize that more often."

You allowed your pace to start up again, reveling in his moans of ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck. Thank you, lovely, thank you-" He whined, letting you be aware of his appreciation of your continuation, hips rutting instinctively down into the mattress to get any of the extra friction he needed to cum (for what had to be about the fifth time now).

"You're welcome, Luci." You said, a soft smile gracing your lips before solely focusing on making your boyfriend reach the edge again.

But you wouldn't give it to him for free. He would have to earn it, just like the orgasms prior to this one.

"Who is the best king Hell has ever seen?" You asked, increasing the pace of your thrusts. He let out a muffled groan from beneath you.

"M-Me. I am..." He whimpered, eyes now screwed shut tight as his body began to tense, preparing him for another finish line approach.

"Who is an amazing father figure, who's wife's leaving does not define him in the fucking slightest?"

"I-I....I am."

"Who has the prettiest crimson eyes I have ever seen? Ones that I could stare into for hours and hours?"

"I-I do. Oh, d-darling you're so kind-"

You silenced him with a particularly hard thrust. This was about his attributes, not yours. Of course he could manage a clear compliment of you in this moment, but not himself. The thought made you frown, but you quickly forgot it by focusing on his pleasure.

The sudden tensing and trembling of his body failed to go unnoticed by you, and as a result you provided him with the deepest, most harsh thrusts you could manage, smirking tiredly as you heard him moan loudly in response to the sudden change.

"And who deserves every little good thing that he gets?"

"Fuck!"

Lucifer let out that final curse as his body convulsed shortly then stilled, shooting spurts of his cum onto the sheets below, where there was already an adorning stain from previous loads.

You ceased the movement of your hips, letting him come down from his high and then gradually eased out of him, as to not cause any more overstimulation to his body than you were sure he was already experiencing.

Lucifer was a mess, His pretty blonde hair was slick with sweat, his pale skin matching its state. He was panting, chest rising and falling in a rapid rhythm, in some desperate attempt to catch and preserve any air he could after just getting all of it fucked out of him.

Once you had fully pulled out of him, you removed the strap on from your body and laid down beside your boyfriend. You shifted onto your side to be able to truly admire his fucked-out state. A rush of pride swelled in your chest. You did that. You reduced your precious Lucifer to this pathetic physical state. It was good for him to experience this every once in a while.

His eyelids were drooping but he managed to look up at you, an exhausted smile gracing his lips. You matched it. He never failed to make his happiness contagious when it was evident.

He scooted himself over closer to your side of the bed, ignoring the damp sheets. They could be cleaned later. The only thing that mattered right now to either of you was each other.

"Thank you, darling. I feel...much better, to put it simply. Goodness..." He said, chuckling lightly as he spoke ever so softly to you. His arms came up to wrap around you, and yours followed suit to reciprocate the action mere seconds later.

"You've got to stop being so hard on yourself, Luci. You're worthy of more than you could ever imagine. I love you, Luci. Forever and always."

His eyes seemed to get a bit watery at your words.

"I love you, too, Y/N." He responded, a dopey smile spreading across his lips.

You let the silence go on for a few minutes, only to realize that Lucifer had fallen asleep shortly after hearing and responding to your statement. You determined this by the soft snores beginning to fill the rooms quiet atmosphere.

You sighed and rolled your eyes affectionately. A soft smile crept up onto your face after a few seconds, as you then proceeded to draw the sheets back over the both of you, making sure you would both be getting a good nights rest after your stimulating activity.

You reached a hand over to gently thread through his soft, platinum blonde hair, your smile going soft as you gazed lovingly at his sleeping form. He was so peaceful like this. You just wanted him to find that same peace whilst awake, too.

"Love you, my king. You did so good for me tonight. Rest well. You deserve it." You whispered softly before removing your hand and bringing it back to your own body, letting him continue to hold you to his unconscious being. You let your own eyes shut and breathing level out slowly as you too fell asleep, feeling fulfilled after a nights work of making your boyfriend feel loved.

He would learn that he was worthy of being lovable and loved. You would make sure of it.

No matter how long it took.