#sub Lucifer

[rineptune]

“i am going to fuck you!”

“i am going to fuck you!”

that particular clip from lucifer’s fight with the first ever man to walk the planet—adam—had been playing for what seemed like ages now. it’s become background noise at this point, drowned out by the sinful whimpers of the king himself alongside the occasional creaking of the mattress.

“you were supposed to say— ‘fuck you up,’ my king,” you murmur close to his ear, peppering kisses down to his neck. lucifer was writhing beneath you, his knuckle almost turning white from how hard he’s holding onto your hand.

the intimacy during this heated session almost made him want to cry, if he wasn’t already getting ahead of himself.

“because the latter means something different, yes?”

lucifer nods to your question, struggling to meet your gaze. “y—yes— fuck—sorry, ‘m sorry—“ he doesn’t know what he’s apologizing for; maybe he knows that he made the mistake in the delivery of his message adam, which lead to you getting slightly jealous.

barely.

“don’t apologize,” you hush his apologies by picking up your pace a bit, eliciting a reaction so erotic that you might mistake lucifer for a pornstar. his back arched, drool pooling on the corner of his lips—too cockdrunk to even care how he looked in front of you.

“just enjoy yourself, yeah? you deserve it after the show you put on, my king.”

“uh huh. yes, aha—..! yn, i’m gonna—“

instead of lucifer doing the fucking, he’d prefer to be on the receiving end, not that anyone who heard him on the battlefield during the early extermination would ever know.

[voxisdaddy]

Focus On Me, Luci

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing: Sub!Top!Lucifer x Dom!Bottom!Reader

Type: Smut

C/TW: Praise kink, mommy kink, cock warming implied, reader written as fem!

In which Lucifer, for once, tops and his poor subby body is trying his best to make you proud.

MDNI

“Just like that Luci…keep doing that.”

Your words of encouragement are what Lucifer clings to in his desperate attempt to please you. His hips get unsteady easily after only a couple of thrusts. He whines in frustration and embarrassment about it.

“Mommy—I can’t…” He whines pathetically.

You click your tongue. “You’re normally such a good boy, Luci. Don’t you wanna make mommy feel good?” Lucifer can only nod, albeit with a look of exhaustion. Poor guys not used to being on top. He feels his cock ache to be drained by you but you’re only allowing him to please himself all on his own.

“Come ‘ere.” You invite him in an embrace. He crawls on top of you, almost collapsing from how trembly his legs are. You press a light kiss to his ear before whispering, “just focus on me okay? Focus on how snug and warm I keep you, okay baby?”

He melts at your words.

“Yes m’ dear,” His forearms rest on either side of your head as he lines himself up to push in again. He pushes as far as he can go, wanting to be as balls deep as he possibly can.

He starts thrusting with your guidance. Your voice reassuring him to take his time, set a nice rhythm, all the while your gentle and cute little moans are gracing his ears.

He finds a nice rhythm and focuses on keeping his cool. He can’t desperately fuck you to relieve himself just yet. Though the temptation is strong, he wants to make you proud.

“Mmm… baby… you’re making me feel so good…” Your moans of encouragement drive him crazy. He wants to selfishly beg you to ride him, fuck you both for him until he passes out. But he knows that’s selfish and you take care of him so often, it’s only fair he returns the favour every now and then.

Your walls clamp around on him so deliciously he’s got sweat on his forehead, panting and moaning into your ear. He almost allows himself to fall into the pleasure, feeling weak, and desperate for a release that only you seem to know how to give him.

A slight change in angle and he hears a gasp. He keeps thrusting, eyes fluttered closed as he uses all his energy to focus. Your grip on his shoulders tighten and your moans are more pitched and frequenter.

“Fuck!” You gasp. “Mmmm… right there Luci… right there, you’re gonna make mommy cum…”

Your praise, mixed with how you tightened around him and his pridefulness in making you feel good, brings some more needy moans from him.

“…you’re doing so good… so perfect my pretty baby…” You tug his hair. Running your fingers over his sensitive wing base causes him to whimper.

Lucifer shudders at your delicate touch. He holds his climax back until you’ve cummed all over his cock and balls. He still keeps his pace though so you can ride out your high.

Now feeling the overstimulation, you bring your hands to caress Lucifers face to give him a sloppy kiss. “Go ahead honey…Cum as much as you want.”

Not a second later, Lucifer is thrusting his hips at a more rapid pace, only a bit sloppy this time around, as he chases his own already nearing orgasm.

He finishes with one final deep thrust, moaning pathetically as he feels himself empty his warm cum into your aching cunt.

He collapses on top of you with a heavy chest and still connected between your legs. “Thank you my love…” He kisses the place between your neck and shoulder.

You run your fingers through his messy blonde hair. Lucifers exhaustion and the comfort you give him is enough to lull him to sleep. Before he can drift off though, you tug on his hair.

“Don’t fall asleep yet, Luci. I still gotta clean your pretty cock.”

Lucifer feels his cock twitch inside you. Oh yeah.

You’re gonna suck the life out his cock tonight.

I haven’t really written smut in FOREVER. OHMYGOD. I hope you enjoyed it lmao

[imrllytootiredforthis]

guys who can cum from just their nipples are hot as hell

i absolutely 10000% agree.

guys whose nipples are so sensitive and they're so embarrassed over the fact.

who think that you won't like it-or god forbid find it weird. who try to keep it from your attention at all costs. anytime you even go near the area they're focusing your attention elsewhere, no matter how much they ache for you to touch them there.

who lay back whenever you aren't home, pinching their nipples, rolling them between their pointer finger and thumb, unable to help the needy whimper that spill from their lips.

who imagine it's you, twisting and squeezing them. maybe you'd praise them, tell them how pretty their nipples were. maybe you'd degrade them, call them dirty and slutty for liking their nipples being played with.

maybe you'd lick them.

the thought immediately has them throbbing, licking their own fingers before bringing them back to the swollen pink nubs, crying out at how good it feels.

how could anyone ever find that weird? with how pretty they look, cheeks flushed, mouth open, spilling moan after moan out of red-bitten lips.

"baby," they choke, "what are you doing?" it's obvious what, but it's always fun to tease.

they stare back, eyes wide, your own meeting theirs as they tug lightly at their oh so sensitive nipples, gasping as the lust grows in your eyes, focused on where they touch themself, smiling as they cum.

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a/n: ngl, i had a lot of people in thought as i wrote this😭

[aluciahaz]

Mommy kink x reader fix for luci pls, idc the circumstances, I’m desperate here.

arent we all 😔 here u go!! it was pretty fun writing this, i love METAPHORS!!!!

touch of temptation

—lucifer x gn!reader

—includes : sub!lucifer, dom!reader, mommy kink, edging

lucifer’s been alone for quite some time now. yet, when you came around, you made sure to change that immediately.

of course, due to the absence of affection for years, he’s stuck to you like glue, always perking up when he sees you enter a room and running toward you with his stupid little grin.

albeit, adorable stupid little grin.

his desire for touch was not only apparent during daily life, always hooking his arm around you or poking you in jest, but in the nightlife as well.

lucifer was needy. desperate. his longing for touch was one you indulged in without question much of the time, yet some nights the two of you agreed upon abstaining him from such wants. he was the king of hell after all, of course, he’d be a little freaky.

which is why he was sobbing underneath your maddening touch, his head falling back as he cries in dismay from his inability to finish due to your quick reactions whenever he’d get close, pulling your hand away just in time to elicit a noisy whine from the king.

“l-let—me cum, mommy, please!” he wails as you drive into him, pushing him to the brink of insanity as your hand returns to his cock. he bucks up into your hand wildly, only to have his hips held down with a stern push.

“not yet, baby. stay strong for me,” you coo, yet your soft tone goes against your actions, sharp, fast, and most importantly, ruthless.

he snivels before taking in a deep, shuttering breath, nodding his head weakly at your request.

“o-okay! i’ll tr—AH!” his fingers dig into your skin, grasping onto your back like his life depended on it.

and it only gets rougher when you let go of his cock.

the scream of frustration that ripped from his throat was adorable, considering how it would get interrupted by his choking wails. you can’t help but place a kiss on top of his forehead, soothing him just a bit. he always melts at the slightest act of affection, it’s wonderful.

his legs wrap around your waist as though he‘s a snake trying to constrict its prey. he needed to hold onto you like this, to feel you as much as he could. you were his temptation, and he was willing to lose himself in it.

“pl-please please! mommy, i need—! ngh—f-fuck!” he pleads aimlessly, finding himself lost in his seemingly endless pleasure.

“use your words, baby,” you tell him, knowing fully well as you thrust faster that he would be unable to form a single sentence.

“ha—i, you—so goodwait—AH! c-can’t think-!” the fallen angel seemed to find his place back in heaven, considering how far up his head was in the clouds. but, he’s brought back down to hell as your hand finds its place around his shaft again, making him jolt in shock.

he whines louder and louder, tears never stopping as he takes what you give in full stride, never trying to go against your earlier command.

he was as sweet as an apple and red as one too with a never faltering blush across his face and chest. you couldn’t help but take a bite, his neck being the perfect area for a mark.

the shaky moans that leave him are beautiful, and with how well he was taking all of your love, you just had to give him his reward.

“you’re such a good boy,” you huff out a chuckle as you hear him whine in delight, soaking up the praise needily.

“you can cum for me now, my love,” you coo, drinking in his face of pure gratitude as he hears you.

“c-can i? can i re—ah—! really?” he asks as he cries in joyous disbelief, looking at you with wide, tear-filled eyes.

“yes, baby,” you say gently, and without a second’s hesitation, he shudders and screams in mind-breaking ecstasy, the horns on his head slowly peeking from his head as he finishes.

“th-thank—! thank—! thank y-you—mh—mommy!” he wails, his eyes rolling to the back of his head briefly before slowly looking back up at you with a dazed look.

his legs still tremble around your waist before slipping down to the bed, completely exhausted. you take your time to care for him, cleaning and making sure to cuddle your little touch-starved lover as quickly as you could.

he’s already asleep in your arms in the first few seconds, snoring lightly. you kiss the back of his neck delicately before heading off to rest as well.

and it would be peaceful until morning, where, like every morning, he would whine and clutch onto you to make sure you wouldn’t leave the bed, never able to fulfill his endless hunger for your touch.

tags: @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @drlucichen @mvskedxrtist

[bigfatbimbo]

You know Lucifer is a slut for riding your strap-on, adores hearing you tell him how good he takes you. He'll try to look away out of embarassment, but you make him focus on you at all times~

THIS IS THE ENERGY I NEED TONIGHT !!!

Because we all collective know that Lucifer is a tot slut for praise, adding that with letting him fuck himself on your strap to his liking. Pampering him and rubbing his thighs comfortingly while he humps your cock.

Cooing up at him, “You look so pretty riding me, taking me so well, Luci.” And he’d throw his head back and moan, but cover his mouth with his hands to try to stop the whines from erupting up from his throat when you continue with, “Such a good boy, baby. My pretty, sweet little slut.”

He’d actually cum so fast, he’d look down and stop moving, tears of embarrassment filling his eyes, “I’m sorry— I didn’t mean too—“ But you’d shush him sweetly and flip him over, so he’s on the mattress.

“It’s okay baby, I know you tried. Let me take care of it now,” you say as you speed up and start fucking into him.

HE’S SUCH A COCKSLUT YOU DON’t EVEN KNOW.

[flappingdragon]

⚠️NSFW Ahead⚠️

Another random thought but, what if MC has a thing for Lucifer's thighs and/or legs in general?

I like to imagine that MC would just casually walk up to Lucifer in private and just slap or squeeze a thigh and Lucifer would look at MC like "🤨" but he hides the fact that he actually enjoys it

And he definitely enjoys it when MC pulls him into their lap and just holds him close. But of course that's not all they're going to do

MC would also run their hands up and down his thighs, sometimes getting adventurous and straying towards the inner thighs and Lucifer can't help but be so flustered

And when it comes closer to midnight, MC will worship Lucifer's legs

They'll start kissing up and down his bare skin, watching and enjoying the looks and sounds coming from the demon under them. The way his face gets flushed over time and the way Lucifer get more excited sends MC into a frenzy

Then they would start leaving their marks on him. Biting, sucking, licking, nibbling, you name it. You can bet that Lucifer's legs are going to be littered with bite marks and hickeys after MC's done with him

And when morning comes, Lucifer's thighs are chewed to shit, he's extremely sore, and he's exhausted. But he couldn't be any more happy when he see's MC sleeping so soundly right next to him

Perhaps he might just call for a day off...

[redr0sewrites]

Being Good (sub!Lucifer smut)

the sub luci smut won the poll- ask and ye shall receive!!!! i aim to please. i desperately need more dom reader asks like omfg

🥀Cw: smut, sub lucifer, dirty talk, degrading and praise, marking, overstim, begging, reader gives him a handjob

🥀minors dni

"ple- pleanghhh... please, s'too much.." lucifer sobbed, fat, shimmering tears streaming down his puffy cheeks. you pull away from his neck, nipping at the hickey left in your wake. "aw, this is what you wanted, isn't it luci? you begged for me to fuck you, you acted like a damn brat all day, and now its too much?" you sneer, stroking his cock as he squirms beneath you. it was true, he had been practically begging for your attention all day, from teasing you in bed this morning, to coming into your office to ride your thigh, to touching himself without permission. he had pulled all the stops in a desperate attempt to get you to fuck him, and it had worked. except now, you were pissed.

his thighs tremble at each stroke of his over sensitive dick, and his hips hump up against your hand despite himself. "aw, i thought you wanted me to stop? how many times have you come, luci?" you grab his face, forcing him to look at you, eyes teary from pleasure. "mngh, please-" he hiccuped, and you slap his thigh, causing him to yelp. "i asked you a question," you murmur, trailing his hand from his face to slowly wrap around his neck. in truth, he had already come 5 times, and every time you asked him that question, he was always just too fucked out to reply. lucifer was practically insatiable- begging for you to stop, yet crying when you did. he was apparently too far into subspace to answer such a simple question, yet conscious enough to argue with you. he just couldn't help himself, you just made him feel so good! your free hand slowly pumped the base of his aching cock, coated in his past release as precum already pearled at the tip. "i- please, mmngg-" you watched as he babbled, struggling to form a coherent sentence as his mind glazed over. "don't you wanna be good for me, luci? don't tell me you can't answer, now, how many times have you cum for me?" you lean in to suck another dark mark on his neck and he yelps, watching as you pull away to witness yet another hickey bloom on his pale skin.

lucifer whined, his nails digging into your back as you held his throat firmly. "please, 'msorry, please.." he mewls, a few more whiny moans slipping past his lips as you sighed in disappointment. "what a shame," you purr, stroking him faster as shameful sobs and whimpers fill the room. his hips grind upwards, desperately thrusting against your hand as he mewls and moans. "m'close! pleasepleaseplease-" lucifer wails, eyes rolling back as his body shivers in anticipation. however, just as he reached the brink of pleasure you oull your hand away, smirking as he lets out an undignified sob. lucifer whines, hips still jerking upwards as he thrusts up into nothing, still so, so close to the edge.

he bucks and sobs, desperate for any sort of friction as his oncoming orgasm dies. "i- 'said 'msorry!" lucifer whines, clamping his legs together and looking up at you with watery eyes. "i wanna be good, please lemme be good f'you," he slurred, gasping as the hand on his neck travels down to his chest. resting your palm over his heart, you lean in to kiss him sloppily. lucifer opens his mouth as you slip your tongue in with ease, exploring the cavern of his mouth as he whines beneath you. his breath hitches as your tongue clashes with his, hot breath fanning against your lips as he whines and moans. suddenly, you pull away, using the hand on his chest to push him back against the bed. he looks up at you with wide eyes, his golden hair tussled and messy against the satin pillows beneath him.

"you wanna be good for me? awww, how sweet," you croon, moving one hand to spread apart his thighs and the other to wrap around the base of his cock. lucifer gasps as you begin to move, slowly but surely pumping his dick at a delicious pace. breathy moans turn to whines as you pick up the pace, the coil in his stomach already tightening from the mix of overstimulation and edging. "please," he murmured, eyes glazed with list. "please master, lemme be good... all f'you..." you chuckle as he slips deeper into submission, mewling and whimpering incoherent nonsense as you bring him closer and closer to the edge. "you wanna cum, baby?" you coo, and he nods fervently, babbling sweet nothings as tears trickle down his cheeks, soaking into his skin. you pick up the pace yet again, and his eyes roll back as his cock twitches in your hand. the cum from his previous orgasms acting as lube, you speed up as you stroke him off. "go ahead duckie, you can cum," you whisper, kissing over the hickies on his neck.

you're reassurance is all he needs as the coil in his abdomen snaps, and lucifer comes hard and fast. spraying the both of you, he bucks his hips yet again, sobbing from overstimulation as he clings to you. as he comes down from his high, you press gentle kisses to his forehead and cheeks, licking away the salty tears. "shh, shh, i know luci," you coo, rubbing circles on his back as he quivers. "you did so well for me, you did so, so good duckie," you accentuate each word with a gentle kiss, and his breathing begins to slow. "was i good..?" he murmurs, turning to nuzzle into your neck. "the best," you giggle, and press a soft kiss to his hair. "now, lets get you cleaned up, okay?" lucifer sighed, nuzzling against you and inhaling your scent. "mkay... but..." you pause, waiting for his reply. "can we stay like this? just for a lil'?" lucifer whispers, melting into your embrace as you pull him impossibly close. "of course," you sigh, gently rubbing his back as he began to doze peacefully in your arms. cleaning up can wait, as long as the two of you are together, nothing could ever ruin that.

🥀

RAHHHHHHHHH SUB LUCI SMUT!!!! GUYS PLEEEEEAAASE SEND IN MORE SUB REQUESTS FOR HAZBIN HOTEL I AM BEGGING ON MY KNEES THEYRE ALL SO SUBBY ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY pls send sub vox

[doflamingadonquixote]

Worthy {PT 1/2}

Parings: Lucifer Morningstar x Sinner!Dom!Reader

Warnings: no one in this chapter, just a little bit of swearing and an hurt/comfort situation

Words: don’t know, more than 7000

Summary: After returning to the hotel from a day at work, you find Lucifer sitting alone and in misery. A confrontation ensues that you would never have imagined in your unlife.

A/N: English is not my first language, I apologize for any errors but I also rely heavily on a translator. Criticisms and your opinions are always welcome. I decided to divide this mini ff into TWO parts. The second will be more spicy. Let me know who would like to be mentioned for next part! Enjoy!

You rushed in through the front door, waving your umbrella and shaking off the drops of acid rain that were quickly eating away at your jacket.

It was the fourth this week. Something was going wrong with the weather in the circle of pride.

The room had probably emptied by now given the time. There were only a few little sinners left in the armchair, entertaining themselves with their phones.

Their rooms must surely be near Alastor's radio tower. After several complaints it was discovered that the closer you were to it, the more those little gadgets seemed to have problems or interference.

“Don't be too late. Tomorrow morning Charlie will set up the new program for the week.” You communicated to them, moving behind the chair and letting a hand ruffle the younger sinner's hair.

He muttered something but nothing that was too rude towards you. As you approached the staircase back to your rooms, a white-clad figure at the bar caught your attention.

Lucifer was bent with his elbows on the table, between his fingers a half-full glass of some liquor that he had stolen from Husk's supplies.

With a loud sigh he brought it to his lips but before it could reach them, your fingers blocked the advance of the glass, pushing it down by the top again.

Lucifer turned to look at you quickly but his shoulders visibly relaxed when he acknowledged your presence.

“Whatever answer you are looking for, you won’t find it in that glass, sir.” You warned him and, in the distraction of his gaze on you, you slipped the glass from his hand, brought it to your mouth and emptied the contents down your throat.

The liquid burned faintly, causing you to cough barely. Yes, it had definitely touched Husk's good reserve.

“You've been out a long time today. Any news?” He asked as he watched you set the glass down in the sink, beyond the counter.

“Not much, really. Sinners are still very hesitant.” You shrugged but turned a happy smile on him. “At least they listen now, though. They don't accept, but they listen to what you have to say. Small steps.”

You and Lucifer met after Charlie hired you while she was in a meeting with Camilla. You worked with her in the beginning, identifying potential clients all around the circle.

Charlie probably saw some salesmanship in you that she could also exploit in convincing sinners to redeem themselves.

You were not a longtime sinner. You had recently died so you hadn’t had a chance to take an interest in the royal family.

The first time you saw Lucifer you expected something more threatening, malevolent.

Instead, you had been confronted by a little jumping baked bean who made pancakes in profusion for breakfast.

You had immediately sympathized with his personality. You considered yourself a very mild-mannered fellow so his influence was a healthy touch for your motivation as well.

You had also worked together on some proposals to present to the newcomers though with some difficulty in agreeing among yourselves.

For some strange reason his idea about the duck pool exceeded yours in preference. Seeing the hotel sinners enjoying themselves in the yellow duck pile was hilarious and utterly unbelievable.

Because of that, you had grown very close to the King and respected him very much.

Therefore, seeing him in such a pitiful state as he was in at that very moment threw a sense of unease upon you.

“Shitty day for you too?” You asked, almost as if you were disinterested. If he didn't want to answer, he could have ignored you and not felt forced to necessarily say anything.

However, the soft sound of sobbing reached your ears loud and clear.

You turned quickly but his face was bent away from you on his shoulder, not allowing you to look at him properly.

The only thing you could see was the tremor in his back and how his hands had closed forcibly on his crossed arms, resting on the counter.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watched the two remaining little sinners giggle over something they had seen on their phones, oblivious to what was happening a few feet away from them.

You didn't know what to do. Touching him seemed to be too much, and you weren't sure of your comforting skills at that moment. You felt you did not know him well enough to afford certain words of comfort.

So you did the only thing you thought wise.

Hide him.

Your coat slipped over him with a gentle rustle, covering him totally from head to toe thanks to your stature.

Lucifer turned in wonder at you, his eyes bright and red with unshed tears under the loose hood falling over his face.

You gave him a smile as his cheeks turned a soft rose color.

“You know, if you have any problems you can talk to me, right? I can't assure you a very good therapy session but I think it's good just to talk about it.”

The ex Angel remained motionless for a few seconds, and you read the situation as a choice to prefer silence.

You didn't blame him, in fact you were a little embarrassed that you had the temerity to propose such a thing to him.

You got up from your chair, ready to say good night to him and retreat when one of his black hands twisted around your wrist, preventing you from moving further away.

You blinked a few seconds, confused but returned with your butt to the chair, your body fully toward him.

“Today is eight years since Lilith left.”

You smiled sadly. You had to understand that Lilith was the reason. After all, she alone had the ability to make him unhappy, besides his daughter but she never made him unhappy.

“Oh, that must suck.”

“Yeah.”

You frowned. After eight whole years had the man still not moved on? And Lilith hadn't even deigned to give an explanation or try to communicate with him the whole time? What man waits for his wife for eight years without moving on with his own life? How could she refuse the love of such a pure being?

Fuck, she really doesn't deserve him! If only he were yours…

“Do you really think so?”

Lucifer's voice made you jerk.

“What?” You asked confusedly, forcing your heart to suppress that senseless anger born out of nowhere.

“What you said, that she doesn't deserve me...” his lips quivered and his eyes had reached the size of those of an needy dog.

Shit, had you said that out loud!?

“Um, I think so,” you shook your head, looking away from him. “I'm sorry, I had no authority to say that. It's just...I don't know...you're an exceptional person, Lucifer. You deserve the best.”

You bit your lip. That drink really must have had powerful effects to let you open up so much with a being who could disintegrate you with a snap of his fingers.

“I..…T-Thank you.”

Flabbergasted, you noticed how the king's pale face was slowly turning a scarlet red and stretching to below the collar of his shirt.

He was flattered by your words? Did he not intend to kill you for disrespecting him?

“I only said what I think.” You added at the end, as if to solidify that you had gotten away with it.

You went back to looking in front of you, now unsure of how to continue that conversation, and you noticed how a light complexion had been added to your own cheeks as well.

But it seemed that Lucifer had not finished.

“If I were yours...”

The lump of saliva you were trying to get down stuck in your throat and you began to cough convulsively in surprise.

“D-did you hear that too?!”

What the hell was wrong with you that day? You had never been so brazen and indelicate. But there was something about Lucifer that set off all the right points for you.

You couldn't reason with him.

“Do you mean it? Would you appreciate me if I was?”

His body language had changed. He still looked embarrassed but the way he leaned toward you, the fluttering eyelashes and a little pout on his lips clearly told you that something had changed for the better.

You didn't blame Eva for accepting that damn apple. The man was driving you crazy and you were sure he knew it.

The hood of the vest over his face brushed your forehead, awakening you from the little trance you had entered.

“I would. I would adore you as the king you are and deserve to be.” Your hand reached his neck, preventing him from advancing any further. “But you are not in the right condition, sir. I don't want to take advantage-“

He puts a finger to your lips, forcing you to be silent while, with the other, he gently supports your face.

“Show me.”

[unknown-genshin-fan]

Sub Lucifer x Dom reader

(No pronouns used) - TW: eating out(char receiving) + overstimulation + Handjob + Bitemarks + Begging + Mentions of safeword(only once) + fingering MINORS DNI!!!!!!!!

____________________________________________________________ Lucifer, who was bent over his desk, was getting eaten out by a mere human. His meeting was just in a few minutes but here he was. a crying, sobbing, moaning mess under his mere lover, His hoarse voice from screaming was barely heard by the lewd sound of his Lover's tongue eating him out, His long nails scratching his wooden desk making marks, His begs of "please!" or "no more!" were heard but he never spoke the safe word, Lucifer gasped while his eyes widened when he felt his lover's hand wrapped around his leaking red cock, The feeling of his Lover's tongue and his lover's hand working on his body was enough to make him cum for the third time, His arms desperately tried grabbing your wrist to stop but for you to only pin it back on the desk making him more sensitive than before, His mind fogs up forgetting about the whole meeting thing, Feeling his lover's tongue being removed from his hole making him let out a high-pitch whine that doesn't match up to his prideful appearance, making him feel empty but that feeling disappears when he feels your 2 digits feeling him up making him scream, His grip on the desk tightened until your fingers move, it didn't take him long enough for him to cum again, He lost count of how many times he came only caring about the pleasure you gave him, His whole body looking like he got mauled by a tiger, You finally removed your hands from his shivering messy body looking at your beautiful pretty boy. The only sounds were the soft heavy panting from Lucifer, Your pretty boy forgot everything about the meeting Oh how hard it will be to come up with an excuse. ______________________________________________________________

[yourlocalstranger123]

What if MC is just really blunt and just decides one day to ask their fav brother if they can touch their tiddies (pecs)?

(Im talking about Obey me, just in case you’re a bit confused)

—Touch—

I'm not gonna do all the characters of obey me but if you do want me to write someone then tell me :)

And also idk what kind you wanted, like funny, fluff or something... I decided to uhh...you can just see by the warning.

Note: When I mean it's not safe for work [nsfw], I mean my work, so it's not like extreme smut, but yeah....

Reader talking lines are bold

Characters: Beel, Lucifer, Diavolo a little extra: Asmodeus

Note from me: honestly, idk if I should put where it's reverse too, but I decided not to.

Warning!⚠️ : NSFW [I REMEMBERED TO PUT A WARNING]

"Oh, Hey [name]. Do you need something?"

"Let me touch your tiddies— pecs."

Beel

He doesn't know what you mean. But once you explain it to him, he'll be a bit flustered but just give him food, and he's good to go.

"Uhm....it feels weird.."

Beel looks down to see your hands roaming around his tiddies— chest. He tries to stay still while focusing on his hamburger.

*squeeze*

"Hngh—!"

Beel shuts his eyes as your eyes widen in shock.

"Ah...sorry"

He looks away as he stuffs his mouth with the burger and just lets you continue what you desire. You kept teasing him as you slightly squeeze it again. He whined but didn't complain, but at least you are feeding him right now.

—nsfw under this—

He lays there shirtless as you kiss him. You tried pulling out from the kiss, but he hungrily chased for more. When he didn't feel your body on his, he whined, tugging your sleeve to come back to him. He made a pouty face which you couldn't resist. Beel could feel your hands slithering around his body, but you kept avoiding the most area he wanted you to touch the most!

He grabbed your wrist as you looked at him, seeing his eyes filled with tears from all the teasing. He led you to his sensitive chest and whimpered when you finally touched it. You started kissing his chest down to his V line as he started to drool. You put 2 fingers in front of his face, and when he came back to his senses, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. Licking off the whip cream you put on your fingers.

You started to play with his chest as he arched his back, dizzy from the feeling of it. Playing with one and sucking on the other. You started grinding on his crotch as he squirmed. You held his leg down firmly as you continued, not long he came. As you tried to get off, he hugged you, Not letting go. You were about to tell him to let go until you looked back and saw his eyes filled with hunger of lust. This is gonna be a long night.

Thank you for the meal. [Joke]

Lucifer

"No." Honestly, what did you expect? And if you ask why....just say you'll get a scolding. It would take WEEKS to finally convince him. He only lets you lay your head on his chest when you both sleep. Of course, in your mind, you were gonna take this slow. But life had another mind. You and Lucifer were stuck in a closet.

Why? Well, Luci [nickname] had to go back to the school for work at night and you were also there but were chased by demons because you may or may not have just uh....angered them by your bluntness. You saw Luci in the hallway and pulled him into a room. He was about to protest and scold you of why you were here.

Until you covered his mouth, and he heard voices. You quickly held Lucifer and went into the closet. It didn't have much room, but Lucifer was so glad that it was dark, so you couldn't see his state right now. He looked away, blushing as your knee was between his legs, giving him support to stand up since his legs were getting weak.

As I said, it was dark, so when you moved your body around to be more comfortable, you accidentally put your hands on something. [His chest]

"Ahh!—..."

"..."

Yeah, after that, he did not talk to you for the whole week unless necessary.

And if he does have to talk to you, he will look at anything beside you, and if he does look at you, his face will become red as his memories remind him this moment.

—Nsfw—

"It's me, Lucifer [name]. May I come in....?"

As you let him in, he led you to your bed and shoved you on it. He grinded on your thigh as he hid his face on your shoulder. He shivered when you outlined his back and slowly slithered your hands under his shirt to take it off. You switch positions as he sat there, impatiently waiting for you to do something.

He wrapped his arms around your waist [even if his fingers ain't touching] tears coming from his eyes, wanting you to help him with the 'problem' you made a week ago. You soothed him, saying praises of how good he was. He tried covering his mouth to not let the lewd sounds coming from him out.

You held both of his hands with one and kissed him, muffling his moans and whimpers. You tugged his chest as he trembled. Still grinding on your thigh, trying to reach his climax. You rubbed his crotch as he whined. You got his hair out of the way to see his face all ruined from the pleasure you brought him, making you want to ruin him and his pride more.

Diavolo

Oh, he loved how you didn't care about him being the ruler of demons and still talk to him like a normal being. He would always give you hugs if you allow it and sometimes make you suffocate between his arms and chest by accident.

You and him were in his office as you helped him finish his papers and some papers of Lucifer because he needs a break. You finally finished the papers. You looked over to Diavolo. Seeing him still working, you went over to him and got some of his papers. He tried to protest that you already did enough for him, but he tripped. As you tried to catch him, you fall with him because of the sudden impact and guess where your hand went?

If you guess his soft and squishy chest, then you're right. You also did an accidental experimental squeeze. Couldn't blame you since you were suffocating by you know what and could not see. He apologized, seeing him so stressed that you wanted to help him. Of course....in a different way.

—nsfw—

"A- ah....this..feels new"

You chuckled, him trying to cover his face and biting his lips to refrain from the unfamiliar sounds coming from him, drawing blood from his lips. His face was already red when you blunty said how you were gonna help him in another way instead of papers.

He never knew a human could make a ruler of all demons tremble with a single touch. You teased him by only lightly touching him, whispers sweet nothings in his ears, and ignoring his pleas. He didn't expect to be so desperate for your touch, but here he is. Begging for you.

You warned him to quiet down that Barbatos could come in any second. You used this chance to tease him that maybe he wants him to come in on you guys doing unholy things. He whined, snuggling onto your shoulder as you continued playing with his chest. You lowered down, making him unexpectedly arch his back when you started sucking on it.

This was definitely gonna be a fun night for you two.

A small extra:

Asmodeus would probably love and be a little shy when you say praises of his beauty and etc. [I told you it was a small extra]

[femd-archive]

HIII omg I love your sub satan fic it's so hot 😩 do you accept a request for sub Lucifer who loves being praised?? With Fem reader as well🙏

sorry for taking too long to reply! i've been busy with collage and so, but here it is!

PRETTY BOY

pairing: obey me! shall we date? — lucifer x fem!reader

word count: 1.2k

content warning: praise kink | masturbation | slight chest-play | unconscious use of pact mark | lots of kisses lol | lucifer is whipped for mc

📎 side note: english is not my first language, so sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes.

The only thing praises do to Lucifer is fulfill his ego. Makes him act more gracious that he already is as he gives a simple smirk as a response.

But your praise? His cheeks grow red before he even realize, his body starts to tremble and grows hot. «When did he start acting this way because of a human?» He asks himself everytime, but he already knows the answer, and it's because it's you.

Lucifer lets out a sigh as he puts the last archieve of the day in the pile with the others. You look up from your book, smiling as you see him relax back in his chair.

"Are you done?" standing up from the couch, you ask as you walk over to him.

"Yeah, finally" he answers with another sigh as one of his hands starts to undo his tie.

Without even asking ᅳbecause it wasn't necessaryᅳ you take a seat on Lucifer's lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as you leaves a kiss on his cheek, close to his lips.

"Good job, Luci. I'm proud of you and your hard work" you coo softly as you start combing his soft hair with your hands.

His face stays unreadable for a few seconds, before it melts into a soft scowl as he moves to hide in the crock of your neck

"Please love, don't do that" he whispers, yet, with his arms, he pulls you closer to him as to indulge you to keep caressing him.

"Don't do what?" you ask between giggles.

"Saying those sweet words to me" he simply answers, his thumb starting little ministrations in the skin of your hip.

"Why? You deserve to know that you're doing great" you left another kiss on your boyfriend's forehead. "If you need reassurance I'll remind you everyday"

Lucifer stays quiet for a few seconds before speaking again from his hiding spot. "Actually, I think that's gonna make it hard"

You frown. "Make what hard?" you ask, genuinly confused. You move around, trying to pull him away to face you, but in the motion you feel what's hard.

His hard dick pokes the side of your thigh as he thightens the grip of his arms around you, still hiding his embarrassed face from you.

"Luci…did you get hard because of my praise?" you ask, stating the obvious. He didn't need to answer verbally, since his silence already did it for you. You laugh again, embracing him back. "Aww, Luci ~ that's so cute" you coo.

"It's embarrassing" he mutters, pulling away just as much so he can rest his cheek on your chest.

"Well, I think is the cutest thing ever" you leave a kiss on his head. "You're the cutest" you add.

Lucifer slowly pulls apart from you, looking up with cute teary eyes and blushing cheeks. He pouts his lips a little, and you know that's a sing that he wants a kiss.

Taking his face in between your hands, you push your lips against his on a soft kiss. At least, that's how it started. With every second passing by, Lucifer grows more needy and by his state of lust he can't even think of hidding it.

His gloved hands run all over you body, yet doesn't make any further moves, waiting for you to give the first step.

Pulling apart, you say the next words as if you read his mind. "Want me to help you out with your little problem, pretty boy?" you ask as you take his gloves out, followed by his tie.

"Please…" he whispers, black eyes following suit your every move.

"Good boy" you whisper, leaving another kiss on his cheek as your hand travels from his chest to the bulge in his pants.

He hisses softly as you caress his swollen cock over his dressing pants, looking up at you in hopes he gets another kiss. He's not that lucky, since you're busy teasing him where he's more vulnerable now.

"Such a hardworking man, always busy to even take care of himself" you coo softly as you undo his belt, followed by the buttons and the zipper.

Moving his underwear a little, his hard dick finally gets freed, making him gasp at the cold air. "Look at that, all pent up. Poor baby" you whisper, starting to caress him slowly.

Lucifer rests his head on your shoulder as you keep your ministrations slow, moving your hand along his length. He grews impatient, though does nothing about it since he wants to be your good boy.

"Do you always wait for me to take care of you, baby? Bacause you're too tired to do it yourself?" you ask softly, resting your cheek upong his head, your free hand caressing his cheek lovingly.

"Yes…want you to touch me. I love your touch" he whispers back, closing his eyes as he melts in your hands.

"Yeah baby, I know you do" you leave another kiss on his forehead as you start picking your pace. The Avatar of Pride throws his head back, moaning softly as his precum quickly becomes some kind of lube that makes the job easier.

Lucifer's office quickly fills with the wet squelching sounds of his cock and his soft moans that he tries so hard to muffle.

"Keep making those sounds baby. I love how you sound for me" leaving another kiss on his cheek, you chuckle at his embarrassed face and his attempts to hide his moans. "Come on baby, be the good boy you are for me and tell me how good I'm making you feel" besides your praises, your soft command affects his pact mark, and he speaks before he can even think about it.

"You make me feel so good, my love…I've never felt this good in decades. O-only you can make me feel this way" he confesses non-stop.

"Yeah? Only me?" you whisper.

"Only you" he whispers back.

You attack his lips again, finally picking a rather fast pace as your free hands moves under his shirt and starts toying with his chest.

His moans dies on your lips as he pathetically humps your fist, trying to get even more friction that you're giving him, feeling the pleasure in his low stomach as he's about to cum.

"Please darling…" he whines, erratic breathing because of the kiss. "Can I cum? Please, please…" he begs again and again, and you wish anybody could see Lucifer Morningstar in this state, but that's a sight for your eyes only.

"Go ahead love, make a mess for me" you allow along a kiss to his nose.

He spruts ropes of thick cum as you keep whispering in his ear how good he is for you and how well he takes it, making him shout even more embarrassing moans as he hugs you closer, feeling his legs starting to shake.

You stroke him through it until he's finally done, slowly taking away your cum covered hand to hug him back as he calms down.

"Are you okay?" you ask once you notice he's breathing normally again.

"Yeah…" he replies softly, still lightheaded after that strong orgasm.

"Do you want to take a shower and go to sleep, pretty boy?" you question once again as you kiss his forehead lovingly. He looks up at you with tired eyes and a soft smile.

"Yes please"

"Good boy ~"

[rineptune]

OMG OmG cockwarming lucifer (like you sit on his cock( and seeing how long he lasts

patience is a virtue.

a/n: yes, just yes

“my love,” you call out to him sweetly, your tone pulling him into a desperate, helpless trance. “is something wrong? you seem feverish.”

he’s breathless when he came to look at you, struggling against the urge to rut up against you and completely enjoy the warmth that only you provided. “darling— oh, shit,” he whimpers, arms snaked around yours as you adjust your position on his lap.

“you’re— ha.. killing me here.”

“it’s fun to see you worked up,” you answer, guiding the stray strands of his bangs away from his eyes. “cute, even.”

this was absolute torture for him. he wanted, craved—needed you so desperately that you must’ve had a clear idea that what you’re doing to him is completely and utterly cruel. he was the king of hell, and yet here he was, begging to fuck you to chase his release—which he was denied for minutes.

he cannot last that long, you knew.

“patience, my love. i love spending our time together like this,” you smiled, cupping his cheeks with your hands. “did you not know that patience is a virtue, hm?”

“fuck patience,” lucifer whined, clawing at your hips, albeit without the intention to mark you.

at least not yet.

“want to fuck you already, please?”

you feigned to ponder over his request.

“hm, no,” then shifting from your position once again.

“aha— shit, that was mean,” he tells you, eyes closed as he tries his best to listen to your words. “i’m not going to last, yn—“ unknowingly, in the midst of his lust-filled lucidity, he had forgotten to play by your rules.

“o— oh, fuck..! sorry! can’t help it, can’t help it,” lucifer chants, unable to stop himself from thrusting his aching cock in you and cumming embarrassingly quickly, too.

lucifer is anything but patient—at least for the time being.

[debonairprincesposts]

Sub Lucifer x Reader

Content: Sub Lucifer x Dom Reader.

Warning(s): Suggestive. No actual smut.

MDNI

Summary: He comes home from work and you corner him cuz you miss him. 👀

Lucifer just gets back home from a meeting or sum. The moment he opens the door and steps in, he lets out a yelp as you crash your lips against his and shove his back against the door. His hat falls off as he drops his cane to wrap his arms around your neck once he registers what's going on. You have one arm around his lower back, pulling him closer to you, and the other moving down his side to his butt, giving a firm squeeze before grabbing his thigh to wrap around your hip.

"How was your day, baby?" You ask as you slowly start take off his coat, pulling his bow tie free, and unbuttoning his vest to kiss around his neck, hand still under his thigh, holding it up around your hip.

"T’was- mnh!," he gasps as you start nibbling on that one spot under his ear that makes him want to cum right then and there, "okay- ngh!"

You blow on the bruise now forming on the spot under his ear, causing him to whine and shiver at the sensation. Sliding his coat off his shoulders, the vest joins it on the floor soon after.

"How did your meeting go?" You whisper in his ear as your lips start to trail kisses down his neck to his collarbone, leaving bruises in their wake, unbuttoning his dress shirt with one hand as the other slides up his thigh to stay on his hip to keep him steady. You place your knee in between his legs to keep him from sliding down the door since you noticed his one leg he was standing on was starting to get shaky.

Lucifer lets out soft gasps and moans at the stimulation, his mouth wide open as he tries to process your question, the task becoming increasingly difficult as you start to grind your knee in between his legs, "I-It hah-," your hand sliding down his chest to tease one of his nipples, "it went- ngh- fine, ahH!" You bite down on his collarbone just as he finished his sentence. He can feel his mind start to fog up from all the pleasure he's receiving. His leg finally gave up as his hold around your neck tightens to keep himself from falling.

"Don't worry," you say with a kiss to his cheek, "I got you, sweetheart," you wrap his other leg around your hip as you shove him up the door. He then guides your face up to his and crashes his lips on yours with a whine, his hands gripping your hair like a lifeline.

You slowly start making your way towards his bed. As you bend down to gently lay him down, he whines as you break the kiss. You unhook his arms from around your neck to intertwine your fingers with his, then pin them next to his head.

"I missed you, y'know," you bring your face into his neck to nuzzle his nape. His smell is as intoxicating as it always was. Apples with a hint of vanilla. You can never get enough of it.

Lucifer sobers up slightly from his lust filled haze as he processes your words. His heart warms at the thought. You were always so good to him. So patient. Never rushed or forced him to do things against his will. Always supported him even through his depression episodes. His eyes fill up with tears, heart feeling so full as he smiles up at you.

"I missed you, too."

You smile down warmly at him. Leaning down to place a loving kiss on his lips. He reciprocates with just as much love and affection if not more.

You pull away a little too soon to his liking, "Let me take care of you tonight, sweetheart," you say as you release one of his hands to caress his cheek. "You deserve it for all your hard work. Don't you agree?" You kiss down his chest towards his stomach.

He looks down at you as he watches how softly and gently you're treating him. Just as you reach his waistband below his belly button, you look up at him. He shivers at the look in your eyes. "Just lay back and relax," you kiss his groin through his pants causing him to let out a hiss, "I'll take care of everything."

He can tell from the look in your eyes alone that he's not getting out of bed tomorrow. He's fucked. Literally.

Enjoy my first attempt at suggestive writing! I think it turned out better than I thought it would.

∠(ᐛ 」∠)

[captainai-47]

The Dragon’s Mate

CW‼️⚠️: Size Difference, FemDom! Mc x Sub! Lucifer

[aluciahaz]

lucifer on bottom …

tags—smut, gn!reader, crying, bottom lucifer, light bondage

lucifer is quite the crier. his blood practically glows with gold underneath your fingers as he lets out a yelp of pain and pleasure.

“no—! no, let me—agh!”

he whines as you thrust inside of him sharply, finding that lovely spot that seemed to make him sing the prettiest of notes. it was better when they were lyrics though. especially ones that included your name.

it’s been two hours since you guys have started. his hands had been tied at the first 5 minutes, his chest abused at the first 20, and finally filled at the first 40.

he hasn’t been able to come for the rest.

lucifer had already lost it at the one hour mark.

“pleasepleaseplease—i’ll be good, i promise—ah! wait—!”

he writhed under your touch, wailing and moaning as you kept your merciless rhythm, the loud sounds of lust and sin fitting for hell. but, they were just background music for the true star, the fallen angel falling to pieces underneath you. lucifer, king of hell, feared by all, hated by most, owned by you.

lucifer didn’t know how long it had been once you finally let him come, but all he knows of is bliss as you hit a sharp thrust in just the right place the hundredth time and loosen your grip on him.

“thank you—oh, fuck, thankyouthankyou—!”

the dried tears on his rosy cheeks come to life once again with the new ones rolling down his face, his final song coming to a close with a lovely crescendo, and his pitch going so high he could barely believe it was his own voice.

he opened his eyes. everything was blurry, but he could still make out your mischievous grin, and before he could even react, a loud whine tumbled off his apple red lips as his song began once more. an encore for you, and only you.

literally my first time making a tumblr post and i had to rewrite it like 10 times already because i dont know how it works. MY WRITING GOT DELETED 3 TIMES IT WAS ATROCIOUSJDKWNSL

[bigfatbimbo]

we've fucked Vox until he passed out (and caused city wide blackouts) several times, now get ready for...

fucking Lucifer until he passes out

grabbing his horns, hair, wings, tail for leverage to keep fucking into him when he can no longer move on his own because his limbs are jelly from the hours of pounding

sheets? long ruined from his loads upon loads of cum until he's only capable of dry orgasms and they hurt so good that all he can do is drool and cry and let out little pathetic sounds with every thrust into his abused hole

he ceased begging you to stop, or for more, or for anything about an hour ago, whether it's because he can no longer form words, let alone sentences, or because all logic and reason has been fucked out of him until he's become solely a creature of feeling (a perfect fucktoy for you to use), we'll never know

getting one last orgasm out of him before he goes limp completely, his ass red and gaping from the enormous strap you know he likes and glistening with lube, his body covered in sweat and cum and bruises and hickeys and bite marks, looking so delicious it makes you want to fuck him all over again, but you know that he needs rest so you clean him up instead and pull him close under the covers

the next day he can barely crawl over to the glass of much needed water you left on the nightstand for him before heading to make breakfast, let alone walk, so you get to princess carry him around and pamper him all day, all while resisting his pleas to fuck him like this again tonight (he desperately wants you to break his small, fragile body, that's what he was made for in his opinion, all for your pleasure and any you're willing to give him)

this is my official good morning post, by the way, everyone. Starting off strong with Lucifer being a totally slut.