#//Clu as Lucifer my beloved

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A lovely piece by the talented @onewingd.

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Rites and Rituals, Pt. 5

Well that was hot. Can I make it hotter?

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. *Smut scene: monsterfucking? (Use of demon forms), voyeurism, exhibitionism, cucking (I guess?), creampie, biting. Mention blood briefly.

Themes: Romance. DiavoloxMC. LuciferxMC. Sex.

Characters: Barbatos, MC="you", Lucifer, Diavolo

Minors and ageless blogs DNI

18+ only

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"Young Master, Mistress I–," Barbatos stopped short to see you and Diavolo passed out on the prince's bed, still naked and in your demon forms, both asleep. You were lying face down, leg kicked out and head laid to the side. Diavolo was partially on top of you, his head directly behind yours, nuzzling your hair.

It wasn't often Barbatos was caught off-guard like this, but he wasn't oblivious to what you and Diavolo did. It just wasn't like either of you to remain this way for long. But what Barbatos also found interesting was his reaction to seeing you in particular. There was something about your demon form he found to be extremely arousing, so quickly and quietly he shut the door, looking to find something else to occupy his time and mind until you two awoke.

There was a knock at the castle doors, so Barbatos attended to that, finding Lucifer on the other side.

"Good afternoon, looking for MC? I don't believe you have any meetings with the young lord today, Lucifer," Barbatos said, gesturing for the demon to come in.

"Indeed. She hasn't answered her D.D.D., and my brothers are driving me up the wall with some of the wedding tasks she asigned to us," Lucifer stated.

"Well, it may be a while," Barbatos said, his eyes shifting away.

"Ah, is she asleep?" Lucifer asked. "It's unusual consider– Barbatos?" Lucifer stopped when he saw the slightest hint of pink on the butler's cheeks. "What's wrong with her?"

"Go see for yourself," Barbatos stated, walking off to distract himself. Before Lucifer could ask, he was gone. So, he began to wander the castle in search of you. You weren't in the office, so he went to your suite, to which everything was still in place and your bed was still made. Finally, he had the thought to check Diavolo's bedroom, becoming slightly concerned.

Quietly, he opened the door to see what Barbatos must have seen. You two were still in the same spot, and truly, to Lucifer, you looked so beautiful like that. He approached, kneeling down next to the bed, just a foot away from your face. He reached out his hand to brush the hair away from your face, which caused you to stir, and your eyes fluttered open.

Instantly, you smiled to see your beloved, and he softly smiled back. Carefully, you detached from Diavolo and slid yourself off the bed, right onto Lucifer's lap, to where he ran his gloved hands up and down your naked back, kissing you softly.

"Hello, my love," he murmured.

"Mm, hi. What are you doing here?" You muttered back quietly.

"My brothers needed your assistance back at the House, but now I'm inclined to just stay here with you like this, my little demon," he replied, his hands wandering down to your ass and giving it a squeeze. His gaze drank in your naked demon form.

"Ah, well, I wouldn't mind, you know you're always welcome," you replied sweetly. His foxlike grin clued you in to his thoughts, so you slipped your hands under his shirt. You peaked up over the bed to see Diavolo still asleep, so you looked back down at Lucifer and attacked his mouth with your own.

*Lucifer grabbed a hold of you and gently reclined back onto the floor and rolled over to hover above you, now in his demon form, too. Quickly, both of you worked together to disrobe him and became tangled up in one another, little moans and gasps escaping. At one point his cock slipped into your entrance, and a louder moan escaped your lips, and your nails drug up his back at the pleasure.

"MC," he growled at you.

"Please," you whimpered, arching your back. He dove down to ravage your neck, thrusting into you faster.

"I've got you, dove," he muttered. He brought his lips back to yours, both your tongues lashing out at one another. Breaking the kiss, his eyes raked over your appearance, the haziness flooding your gaze, the redness of your cheeks.

His hands grabbed your thighs to bring them up and wrap your legs around his hips. Never having tried this with you, he reached up and gently grasped your horns near the base. You gasped and writhed, tightening your legs around his body, refusing to let him go.

"You like that, sweetness?" He whispered. Tears formed at the corners of your eyes, and you nodded. His hands released them only to graze his fingers from the tip of your horns all the way down to where they met your scalp. A more pitiful and needy whimper escaped your lips as your eyes rolled back, wings tensing up and feathers standing on end.

"Mm, now that's sexy," Diavolo said from his perch on the bed. Lucifer side-eyed the prince. He was laying chest-down on the bed near the edge to watch you both, propped up on one elbow, chin held on his palm.

You registered that Diavolo had spoken, but it was far away as all you could think about were the volts of dazzling pleasure rolling down your spine as Lucifer ran his thumbs over the apex of your horns, right on the ridges, causing you to purr. No, not quite like a domestic feline, more like a cheetah, where your whole body vibrated below Lucifer.

Finally, you managed to look up through half-lidded eyes, glancing over at Diavolo, who smiled as you gazed at him. Lucifer quickly grabbed your chin with one hand, snapping it back towards him. "Eyes on me, pretty demon," he demanded, thrusting into you harder to get your attention, to which you gasped at the sensation. Your hands gripped onto his biceps, fingers digging into his flesh.

"That's it, darling, focus on who's making you feel so good," he mused. "In fact, say my name," he ordered.

"Lucifer," you whispered.

"Louder, let me hear your pretty voice," he demanded. Your blush deepened, feeling a touch embarrassed at his command. He saw your hesitation and smirked. "What? You don't want to moan my name in front of him?"

"Go on, darling, stroke his ego," Diavolo mused, watching you. You wanted to look back at him again, but you did your best to keep your eyes on the demon fucking you.

Lucifer reached back and forced one of your legs onto his shoulder, and then leaned forward to deepen the penetration.

"Ah! Lucifer!" You wailed as he hit your g-spot relentlessly.

"That's it, dove, just like that. You sound for pretty like that," Lucifer groaned. He ducked his head down to your ear and whispered, "Now, look at him and scream it while I make you cum."

Your eyes went wide, and he brought your other leg onto his shoulder, pressing your knees back into your torso as he bullied your cervix. Tears began to fall from the stimulation, and a choked, broken sob escaped your lips as you looked over at Diavolo finally.

"Luu-ci-feeer," you cried. Diavolo just watched in awe and a smirk, holding your gaze. The demon fucking you buried his face in your neck, biting into the crook of it as he came apart on top of you. He continued to thrust through your mutual orgasms, carrying you through as he filled you with his warm desire, so much that it was already leaking back out. Your hands dug into his shoulders, your nails beginning to draw blood as you clutched him as tightly as possible. His bite, similarly, nicked into your skin, red drops sliding onto his lips and tongue.

Moments after your climax released you, you still clung onto Lucifer, burying your face into his neck.

"Are you alright?" He whispered into your ear.

"Tired," is all you whispered back. You returned back to your regular form, feeling rather weak.

*Gently, his hands went under your back, and with his core strength, he sat up on his knees and then stood to his feet while you hung on koala-style. And then carefully, he placed you back on the bed. He unhooked your limbs from his body and withdrew from you, leaving to clean himself up.

Diavolo scooted over to you and kissed your temple. Unable to speak, you simply rolled over and cuddled up to him.

"Did we wear you out?" He asked quietly. You nodded. Lucifer returned and joined you two on the bed and then pulled you back over to himself.

Diavolo frowned, but Lucifer retorted, "You had your time with her. However, I do believe Barbatos was... bothered by something, you may want to look into that."

"Barbatos?" Diavolo asked. Lucifer recounted what was said before he found you both. Diavolo left you two to get dressed and investigate.

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Elsewhere in the castle, Barbatos furiously worked in the kitchen, doing anything to distract himself. He ended up creating a three-course meal enough to feed twenty people by accident, and when he looked around at what he'd done, he sighed.

"Hm, the last time you did this was when MC was nearly killed by lower demons, and you ended up making enough of your signature cake, even Beel didn't finish it, so what's troubling you this time?" Diavolo asked from the doorway.

Barbatos stared at the kitchen counter, combing through his thoughts.

"I wish you would have just told me that's how you felt," Diavolo stated at the lack of an answer.

"Surely, I don't know what you speak of, my lord," Barbatos replied coldly, retrieving plates.

"I knew you loved her, but I'm a tad surprised you desire her," Diavolo stated.

"It doesn't matter," Barbatos replied, keeping his voice even.

Diavolo crossed his arms and tilted his head. "Surely, you know I'd disagree with that. You haven't desired anyone in millennia, Barbatos."

"My lord, it doesn't matter, because how I feel only comes secondary to how you feel, and that is how it must be," Barbatos answered, a tad tense.

"I would think after all these years, you still wouldn't hold that opinion. I care very much about how you feel," Diavolo replied, softening. "I assume she doesn't know."

"No, and she won't," Barbatos stated, finally facing the prince and halting his work.

Diavolo's eyes widened. "You saw something, didn't you?"

Barbatos' eyes glittered with hints of emotion. Diavolo approached, standing on the other side of the kitchen island counter. "What was it?" The prince inquired.

"The last time you asked me to look at her present timelines, yes, I saw something. Sometimes, she reciprocates. Sometimes, she doesn't. In any case, she already has you and the eldest Avatar and holds the attentions of every other beast or being in all three realms. Surely, I don't need to add to her list of concerns," the butler quipped.

"You're worried she'll reject you?" Diavolo pressed further.

"My lord," Barbatos finally warned, "she is betrothed to you and Lucifer. Surely neither of you are interested in creating an even more complicated situation."

"You never asked if we were," Diavolo pointed out. "So, I assume that means we rejected the idea in other realities." He paused for a moment. "Barbatos, you've served me well over the years, I think the least I could do is offer you the chance to get something you want. I'll talk with Lucifer, and maybe you can find out for yourself," he said before turning to leave the butler to his thoughts.

Barbatos was rarely shocked, but he found himself rather nervous at the prospect of confessing himself to you like that.

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"Is she asleep?" Diavolo asked from the doorway to the bedroom. Lucifer nodded, still cradling you. "Let's talk in my office."

Begrudgingly, Lucifer released his hold on you carefully, and left you to sleep as he got dressed again and followed the prince.

Diavolo smirked as he sat at his desk.

"This should be good," Lucifer mused, seeing the prince's reaction.

"You know Barbatos loves MC, yes?" Diavolo inquired.

"I'm aware," Lucifer replied, unsure of where this was going.

"It seems as though he also has other feelings."

Lucifer's eyes narrowed, "Other?"

"He desires her," Diavolo clarified.

"And what do you make of that?" Lucifer asked, a little unenthused.

Diavolo's smirk deepened. "I know you're not fond of sharing MC, however, I do think she may hold some amount of the same feelings. Or, at least, a version that is maybe a little more subdued."

"I think I'd like to know how MC feels about it before going too far with the idea. But does he merely want to spend time with her, or...?" Lucifer trailed off.

"I'm not certain. Barbatos hasn't been interested in anyone in at least a thousand years, so I'm not even sure what he would want out of a relationship at this point. But he made it clear that in other realities, sometimes she accepts his feelings, other times not, as well as sometimes we do and don't reject the idea," Diavolo replied, deep in thought.

"I see. Well, as we agreed, whatever makes MC happy, I'm fine with, but yes, I will admit I'm not fond of sharing her more than I have to," Lucifer stated, slightly uneasy. "I suggest we talk with Barbatos and then MC, to get a better idea of the situation."

Diavolo nodded. "Agreed."

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