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janiehellion · 2 months

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After Hours Duty

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ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: You thought your job as the babysitter of Lucifer's daughter would keep you safe from temptation and you never expected to be tempted by him. But when the opportunity arises, you find it impossible to maintain your professional distance.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X FEMALE!READER

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: SMUT

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2.638

MASTERLIST

"Would you like anything else, sir?" you asked, turning around to the man who had just spoken to you. But he shook his head, and you smiled as he walked away. You followed him with your eyes for a moment, then rested your head back against the couch as soon as you sat down on it.

Too bad you're not the hit-and-run type; otherwise, you would have taken advantage of the situation already. But these things didn't interest you, especially since you were babysitting that man's daughter. You didn't believe in love at first sight or anything like that anyway. Let alone with a man who was literally walking and talking sex on legs.

You sighed, crossing your hands behind your neck and stretching your legs out in front of you, when suddenly, a cough made you reopen your eyes quickly. You looked around and found him in front of you again, looking at you with a drink in his hand.

"Excuse me, but can you move, my dear? I usually sit there to relax after a long day."

Fuck, and you thought you would have the couch all to yourself this time. But you nodded quietly and moved your legs, since this wasn't your home after all.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Lucifer turned to look at you and smirked slightly when he realized that you were clearly staring at him from the corner of your eyes. Embarrassed, you smiled back as soon as you noticed. You knew that you couldn't stare at a man just like that, especially if he looked like he was crafted by God himself.

You took a deep breath to calm down and tried to relax again. While looking for your mobile phone to at least distract yourself, your hand touched his, and instantly, you felt chills running through your body, turning into a throbbing ache between your legs.

"So, my daughter is finally in bed and sleeping? It would've taken me hours, if I'm honest here. You're good at what you do, but I don't think that's the only thing you're good at."

"Excuse me, sir?"

You didn't know what else to say, and you didn't want to answer. You had other things on your mind, and apparently, he knew all about it.

But after a couple of minutes of silence, you finally felt calmer. Lucifer still smiled at you every now and then, slightly biting his lower lip, and glanced towards the bathroom, until he soon stood up and walked away, disappearing into the room. That clearly was an invitation, wasn't it? But what if you were misunderstanding everything?

You shook your head. No, you definitely didn't misunderstand what he was hinting at. He looked at you first, then the bathroom, then you again, with a smirk and he was definitely biting his lower lip. But that damn smirk...

You immediately got up from the couch and walked towards the bathroom, but as soon as you reached the door, you stopped. What the hell were you doing? You are the babysitter for that man's daughter! You couldn't do that... Right?

Still, you reached out for the door and slowly opened it. You knew that you just couldn't simply resist, even if this went against all of your principles, especially regarding your work. But you opened the door completely, and there he was, with his hands resting on the sink. When he noticed you, he lifted his head and smiled at you through the mirror and when you walked into the bathroom and finally closed the door behind you, he smiled again and whispered, "I was hoping you would join me."

He turned around to you, and after taking you by the collar of your shirt, he pulled you to him and kissed you slowly but roughly. As if on command, you slipped your hands into his hair and he pushed you towards the sink, making you sit on it. Meanwhile, your kiss had become more passionate. Your tongues were all over each other and you couldn't imagine how it would feel when things got heavier. All you could do in this moment was to let it happen and to not resist.

"Tell me... what is it you truly desire?" He suddenly whispered against your lips.

"You," you whispered back, your voice trembling with need. "I wanted you from the first moment I saw you."

Your words seemed to activate something primal in him. His grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your flesh as he pressed you harder against the sink. He moved his mouth to your neck, kissing and biting you so hard that it made you moan loudly, your body arching into his touch.

Lucifer's hand slipped under your shirt, roughly ripping it off and pulling off your bra to expose your tits. His mouth quickly found one nipple, sucking and nibbling on it, while his other hand squeezed and teased the other. The feeling was overwhelming and you could feel the heat between your legs—the same throbbing ache from before that had always begged for more of this man.

But Lucifer pulled away suddenly, leaving you gasping for air. His eyes were dark, filled with lust and something deeper, something that seemed almost dangerous. "Tell me," he demanded. "Tell me how much you want me."

"I want you so badly," you whispered, barely able to speak. "I need you, Lucifer. Please. I want you."

He only smirked as he spun you around, quickly bending you over the sink without any other words. His hands were all over your body, roughly pulling down your pants and panties in a few quick movements. You felt the air against your naked skin, followed by the warmth of his body pressing against yours.

Without warning, his hand came down hard on your ass, the sting of the slap sending pain straight through your whole body like a lightning strike. He did it again and again, spanking you harder and harder, each time making you cry out, your legs trembling for more.

"You're mine now. Do you understand? Mine," he growled.

"Yes," you moaned, your voice sounding like a desperate whimper. "I'm yours."

He rewarded you in an instant by slipping a finger between your legs, finding your pussy already wet and aching for more of him. He teased you mercilessly, rubbing your clit in slow, torturous circles, making you moan and writhe beneath him and just when you thought you couldn't take any more of it, he slid two fingers inside your pussy, thrusting them in and out deep and hard.

Your body reacted instantly, your pussy clenching around his fingers as he fingered you roughly and soon, you could feel the edge of your orgasm approaching, but just as you were about to come all over his hand, he pulled his fingers out, leaving your pussy empty and desperate.

You whimpered in frustration, but Lucifer only laughed—a laugh that made your whole body shiver. Without giving you any time to react or complain, he spread your legs wider, positioning himself behind you. But instead of fucking you, he knelt down, his hands gripping your thighs roughly.

Soon enough, you felt the warmth of his breath against your dripping wet pussy, and then the first touch of his tongue, a slow, punishing lick from your clit to your asshole. The sensation was new, it was electric, and you moaned loudly, your hands gripping the edge of the sink tightly for more support.

Meanwhile, Lucifer's tongue moved with skill, teasing and tasting you with slow, torturous licks and quick lickings of his tongue. He chose between swirling his tongue around your clit and plunging it deep inside your pussy, eating you out in a way that left you breathless and trembling.

He soon sucked on your clit, sucking it into his mouth and rolling it between his lips and the pressure was just enough to make you see stars, your eyes rolling back, and Lucifer seemed to know exactly what you needed—when to slow down and when to push you closer to the edge of an orgasm.

You rocked your hips back slightly against his mouth, desperate for more, but he kept you just on the edge, bringing you close to orgasm, only to pull back and leave you pleading for more, and each time you tried to feel more of him, he simply stopped completely.

"Please," you begged, your voice cracking slightly. "Please, Lucifer, fuck! Just let me come..."

He growled against your pussy, pulling back a little bit. "Not until I say so," he answered.

Then he slipped two fingers inside you again, curling them just right to hit your G-spot and rub against it as he continued to give attention to your clit with his mouth. The combination was devastating, and you could feel the orgasm coming close again, more intense this time, almost unstoppable.

He thrust his fingers deeper and faster while his tongue worked your clit and as you were right on the edge, your whole body tensed, ready to explode.

"Come for me," he said, finally giving you permission to come. "Now. Come for me."

Your orgasm hit you hard, your body shaking as the climax went through you. You screamed out loudly, your vision blurring, but he didn't stop nor did he pull away. His mouth and fingers were thoroughly prolonging your orgasm until you thought you might pass out from the intensity of it.

When you finally came down slowly, you were shaking, barely able to stand straight anymore. Lucifer got up on his feet, his lips wet with your pussy juices, and kissed you deeply from behind, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. You moaned into his mouth, still trembling from the aftershocks.

Soon, he pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with a for now satisfied smile. "Now," he murmured full of pride. "Now you're ready for me."

He pushed you down, bending you over the sink again, and positioned himself behind you. This time, he didn't tease you anymore. As soon as he got rid of his own pants, he was quickly inside you, filling your pussy with his cock completely. The sudden feeling was so intense, so overwhelming, that you cried out, your body arching back against him. But he didn't give you a moment to adjust to his cock, pulling out almost completely before slamming back into you, fucking you with a punishing rhythm that had you whimpering and moaning with every thrust.

Lucifer's hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he fucked you hard and deep, each movement hitting you just right. Soon, you could feel another orgasm approaching again, and this time he didn't stop you from coming.

You screamed again as you came, your pussy clenching around his cock and sucking him in deeper, almost greedily so. He couldn't resist anymore and followed moments later, letting out a loud groan but he continued to move inside you until you were both done, trembling and breathless.

When he finally pulled out of your pussy, you collapsed against the sink, barely able to stand anymore just like when he fingered you. Noticing it, Lucifer wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as you both tried to catch your breath.

"Sir..." you finally managed to say, your voice hoarse and your knees weak.

Lucifer's smile seemed satisfied, but you? Well, the realization of what had just happened hit you like a ton of bricks and worse. The heat of the moment disappeared, replaced by the reality of your situation. You were the babysitter. You had just had a quick but intense, forbidden fuck with the father of the child you were supposed to be looking after.

Unable to stop thinking about that fact, you immediately pulled away from him, almost falling to the ground, feeling very guilty and ashamed. "Oh my God," you whispered, covering your face with your hands as you leaned back against the bathroom wall. "What did we just do? This can't be happening..."

"God? Oh, believe me, my dear, I certainly bet he enjoyed the show," Lucifer said and arched an eyebrow, clearly amused. "I mean, what does it look like we just did?" he asked, teasing you again.

Your face turned bright red. "I can't believe this! I'm supposed to be babysitting your daughter, and not..." You gestured around, unable to find the right words.

"And not getting thoroughly fucked by her father?" He teased you again, his eyes staring at you and not looking away.

"Sir..." you began, awkwardness coming over you as you looked down and grabbed your clothes, fumbling around quickly to put them on as fast as you could. "I should probably leave! This is... this is all so wrong. I'm the babysitter, and we shouldn’t be doing this!"

Lucifer stepped closer, his fingers gently lifting up your chin, so you had no choice but to look into his eyes. "Wrong? You think this was wrong? Do you really?" He asked you with a playful smile. "You seem to be assuming that something consensual and desired could be wrong."

Your face flushed red even more and you bit your lip, struggling to remain professional, or rather, to even act professional again at all. "It's just... it's really inappropriate! I'm here to take care of your daughter, not to..."

"Not to what?" he teased you further and took a step closer to you. "Not to fuck with me? Not us fucking with each other, which is something that we both clearly want? Or not to give in to your deepest desire?"

You sighed, shaking your head slightly, still feeling the wetness and cum between your legs that has continued to slowly drip into your panties. "Hell, have mercy... It's... It’s just complicated, okay! I mean, you’re literally my employer, and—"

Lucifer laughed out loud and shook his head. "Is that really what’s bothering you? The employer-employee nonsense? Or is it something else? Tell me."

"Okay, okay! Listen! I just... I don’t want things to get messy," you admitted, still feeling more embarrassed by the second. "And maybe I don’t want you to think less of me for... for giving in to the temptation."

He took a step back, giving you space while still looking directly into your eyes. "Think less of you? Darling, you have no idea how much I’ve thought about this. About you." His voice turned into a low whisper, his eyes looking darker than usual. "How much I like you. How much I like seeing you bend over like that."

You paused, your breath stopping in your throat. "Wait, wait, wait! You... like me?"

Lucifer nodded. "Yes? More than is probably wise, given our current work arrangement."

You swallowed hard, feeling both relief and confusion. "But why didn’t you say anything before then?"

"Timing is everything," he said with a shrug, stepping closer to you again. "And perhaps I was waiting for the right moment. Or perhaps I enjoyed watching you squirm. Perhaps, yes... perhaps I enjoyed watching your resistance breaking down bit by bit, until you couldn't even take it anymore."

You laughed nervously, shaking your head, trying to hide the blush of embarrassment. "You really are some sort of devil, aren’t you?"

He grinned mischievously at you. "Oh, I certainly am, in more ways than one, believe me, my dear. But if you feel the same way about this little situation? No pressure, no rush. Just... us."

You looked up at him, feeling all fuzzy inside. "You know what? I think... I think I’d like that."

Lucifer’s smile softened, and he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his mouth soon enough right next to it. "Good. Because I can assure you that we’re just getting started."

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