#but anyway. hot butch lucifer hmu please please please

[quietwingsinthesky]

If Sam was a woman would Lucifer *also* be a woman? They didn't mash up male/female in terms of true vessels in the show but I'm not sure if that's intentional in canon or more of a "male default" thing

Anyways

Fem!Lucifer!Nick / Fem!Sam need to fuck nasty on my screen

In my ideal supernatural, lucifer absolutely is a lady if Sam is. I want evil lesbian shit to happen in front of my eyeballs and I need it now.

wait hold on let me make you something. if we can't see this happen on our screens, gotta make it happen ourselves.

The devil really is temptation given form. She's every girl Sam's ever known was a bad idea to follow away from a bar, close-cropped hair and smoker's drawl, thighs that Sam's hands haven't a chance to fit around and a mouth full of promises that make Sam shiver. Lucifer knows how to play her well. Blunt fingernails ghost up Sam's side to the swell of her breast, and Lucifer's teeth drag against her throat. Sam can't tell if that's a threat or a reassurance, if Lucifer wants Sam to know how soft her own skin is or how much restraint Lucifer has. She runs her thumb across Sam's peaked nipple to hear her gasp. Sam bites her lip like she can pretend she doesn't want this if she's quiet enough.

Lucifer knows her better than she knows herself. Her thigh slots between Sam's, pressing down, and Sam doesn't think, only spreads her legs a little wider to let her clit grind against Lucifer. Lucifer squeezes her tit when she feels Sam's core pushing up into her, hot and soaking wet. Sam flushes guiltily, but she can't stop herself. Lucifer nips up her neck, pulling until she feels bruises forming. One of her hands rises, clings to the back of Lucifer's head, slipping through the short strands for any sort of purchase. Lucifer chuckles, her breath tickling Sam's skin. Sam looks down at her. Her hips are still rocking into Lucifer's leg, finding the right angle to drag her clit to ecstasy. Lucifer lets go of her tit to touch Sam's face, tilting it, cupping it. Sam's pussy clenches around nothing, and she wants Lucifer's fingers inside her more than anything.

"Lucifer," she whispers, and Lucifer catches it in her mouth before pulling back.

"Don't say yes yet, Sam. I'm not done enjoying you."