#LuciferOnFox

[a-salvaje]

Eyes On Me

Word Count: 608

Pairings: x Reader

Warnings: This is rated M, be warned there are sexual themes in this story.

A/N: This is my side blog, where I will be posting any smut requests or accepting requests of the sort, I like to keep my main account clean for viewers who don't want to read that, but leave the option open for those who do. This is not the smut from 'The Girl In The Handcuffs' I will be posting that one in a few hours.

Summary: Maybe it was the way he watched you when your back arched or the way his eyes devoured every inch of your exposed body. Whatever the reason you could never meet his eyes when you were tangled beneath the sheets together. The handsome devil sought to change that, much to your embarrassment.

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You had tried to keep your eyes open, focused on the man above you, as per his request. Yet, the steady motion of his fingers, the way his thumb pressed against your clit, it was all too much. Desperate whimpers and helpless pleas fell from your lips, as his free hand rested over your stomach, keeping your hips pinned to the bed. Keeping you from adding the friction you so desperately needed to find release.

"Eyes on me love."

His voice sounded far away, the haze of your pleasure clouding your mind. It took you a moment to register his words but your eyes fluttered open when his hand moved from your stomach to lightly grasp your throat. He smiled at you when your eyes finally opened, such a devious, cruel smile. His other hand kept a steady pace, fingers still thrusting into you at a pace that wasn't quiet enough.

"That's it darling."

Your breath caught in your throat as his hand moved faster, an almost pitiful whine falling from your lips.

Your eyes closed once more, and you vaguely heard the disapproving noise he gave you. When your eyes opened again it was out of disbelief and silent desperation. He'd rather abruptly pulled his hand away, leaving you feeling empty and teetering on the edge, waiting hopelessly to fall over.

His expression was unreadable and had it not been for his tie binding your wrists together you might have just finished yourself off.

"Lucifer..." Your voice wavered.

Lucifer hummed, giving you a smug smile that angered you just a little. He leaned down, capturing your lips with his own, the kiss was short and full of want, but it was enough to distract you from your previous anger. He pulled away, his lips ghosting over your ear as he turned his head to whisper to you.

"You want to come, don't you my dear?"

A breathless yes left your lips and you could feel him smile as his fingers, still wet with your juices, trailed up your leg.

"Then keep those pretty little eyes of yours open."

His words ended in a growl that had your body tensing in anticipation, unable to find your voice you nodded. That seemed to be enough for him and you hardly had any warning before his fingers were plunging back into you. Your back arched sinfully, your moan filling the room. You kept your eyes open, finding small reprieve from your embarrassment in the fact that his mouth was devouring your breasts like they were the sweetest dessert.

His fingers moved faster this time, no longer focused on keeping you on the edge, but to push you over it. His eyes flicked up to you, flashing red, and he chuckled against your skin when he felt your walls tighten around his digits.

"Lucifer... I..." Your voice failed you, but he understood regardless.

His fingers curled inside you hitting that one spot that made you see stars and a broken cry echoed through the room. His fingers didn't stop, not until you began to squirm and pull away, but still you kept your eyes open, even as he sucked your juices from his fingers, watching you closely.

Your chest rose and fell with labored breaths as you struggled to catch your breath. He untied your wrists, kissing them as you smiled tiredly.

"You did wonderfully darling, such a good girl for me." He cooed, pushing your hair away from your face.

Your heart soared at the praise, and he captured your lips once more in a sweet kiss, muttering praises as he nestled between your legs, the night only just beginning

[ayanna-wild]

Broken Wings

Word Count: 2921

Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, hurt, comfort

A/N: Request from Wattpad, for the sake of this story Lucifer and the reader will not be related, set somewhere between s1 and s2, and I have nothing against Amenadiel, but he was kind of a dick during s1 lol

Requests and Tag List are open

Summary: It was a simple matter of loving the wrong man, but you couldn’t control your heart. How was it fair for you to be punished? But life was cruel that way.

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You weren't an angel per-say. You had the wings, the immortality, yet you lacked the power that came with being a true angel. To be blunt you were a side project God had taken up before abandoning it to create humanity, more a helper to his children than anything.

The only of your kind.

With little other purpose you dutifully fulfilled your role as the aid, accompying the true angels to earth. A mundane existence, but one you tolerated.

Until Lucifer had taken an interest in you, life was so much better after that. So full of fun and laughter, he called for your help more than any of his brethren or sisters. Although he never really needed any assistance, it was all an excuse to steal you away for a while.

For centuries that was your life, and you were content with it if it meant spending more time with him. You two grew impossibly close and thought you'd be with him until the stars in the sky fizzled out.

But that was before, before the rebellion, before his banishment, before your existence dulled so drastically. Spending centuries, millenniums feeling as though you were missing out on something better.

Which is why you had so graciously agreed to accompany Amenadiel to earth. So he could once again fail at convincing his brother to return to hell. You masked your excitement surprisingly well, or Amenadiel was just incredibly oblivious. Either way you weren't complaining.

~

"You seem happy..."

Your wings fluttered a bit, unable to contain the smile on your face as you glanced at the dark skinned angel.

"Well it's nice to get out of heaven once and a while, you know?"

That was only partially a lie, you really did enjoy earth much more, but truthfully you were excited about seeing Lucifer after so long.

"No. Heaven is perfect. " Amenadiel stated bluntly.

You watched him walk inside from the balcony, hanging back a moment to mutter to yourself.

"For you maybe..."

Your wings folded into your back as you walked in, not the least bit surprised to see the brothers at each other's throats already.

"Such hostility from such divine beings."

Your sarcastic remark quickly drew the attention of the king of hell, who turned to you with a grin so wide you wondered if it hurt his face.

"Oh brother, you failed to mention you brought along this beautiful little creature. Y/N, it's an absolute pleasure to see you again."

Lucifer approached you with open arms, your smile matching his as he embraced you.

"It is her role to assist us." Amenadiel said as if that was the obvious answer.

Lucifer pulled away from you, noticing the way your shoulders sagged a bit at the elder angels words. The devil frowned a bit.

"Role? Are you still listening to such nonsense?" Lucifer scoffed.

Amenadiel rolled his shoulders, flexing his wings a little in irritation.

"It is our father's will. You should be following your role as well."

Lucifer clicked his tongue, strolling over to his bar.

"It became rather dull, so many years doing the same thing, a drab existence, isn't it angel?"

The ending was directed towards you, and you almost forgot yourself, almost allowed yourself to agree, in front of Amenadiel. It was a nickname he had given you centuries ago. His own way of telling you he saw you as his equal, unlike the others.

You were his angel.

"She's not a real angel Lucifer, don't try to fill her head with your rebellious nonsense."

His words stung a bit, but he wasn't entirely wrong, you weren't a true angel. That bit of fact didn't seem to lessen the blow to your pride though.

"With such exquisite wings as hers, who could tell the difference?" Lucifer winked at you.

You straightened your back, feeling proud of yourself, your wings always were your favorite feature. You took immaculate care of them. Just as quickly as Amenadiel tore you down Lucifer built you back, you supposed that was one of the things that had drawn you to him all those years ago.

"You're a disgrace."

You stepped between them, placing a hand on Lucifer's chest.

"Maybe I can talk to him? He was always at least willing to listen to me." You offered.

Amenadiel seemed to ponder this a moment before nodding.

"I'll return tomorrow, don't let him pull you into any of his schemes."

Lucifer scoffed at his brother's warning. You smiled softly.

"Of course."

With a flutter of wings he was gone, and you were left alone with the fallen angel. Without a moment to appreciate the silence, a cup of amber liquid was held in front of your face.

"Fancy a drink my dear? We have so much to catch up on."

~

You weren't sure how it happened, maybe it was the drinks, or the way he spoke to you, but you found yourself stumbling out of his bed the next morning. Panic surged through your veins as you hastily pulled your clothes back on, cursing softly. You regretted nothing, but there'd be hell to pay if any of the heavenly host caught you bedding the devil. Lucifer still slept soundly, and you tried your best not to wake him.

You rushed from his room, running straight into a broad chest causing you to stumble back a bit. Amenadiel stared at you with an uncomfortably blank expression, and your heart dropped.

"Amenadiel... I-"

Your world became a blur in the next second, and you fell forward as your feet unexpectedly hit the roof of a hotel.

"What were you thinking! Fornicating with Lucifer!"

You glanced up at him, snorting at his wording.

"Fornicating? For someone who comes to earth so frequently, your vocabulary is a little dated."

You couldn't help the poorly timed jab, humor your way if deflecting tense situations. Unfortunately for you that only seemed to make Amenadiel more angry.

"Have you no shame? You don't seem the least bit remorseful for the sin you just committed!" He shouted.

You flinched a little, sitting back on your ass as you stared up at him. Should you grovel? Beg for forgiveness?

That would be the logical thing to do, it was what he was expecting. But perhaps your short reunion with Lucifer had sparked something in you because you found yourself leaning back on your hands, staring up at the angel before you with no remorse.

"I regret nothing."

~

Blood soaked your once white shirt as you leaned against an alley wall, shifting most of your weight onto your side. Anything to avoid the crippling pain in your back. Tears stained your cheeks and burnt your eyes. Dry sobs shook your body, no tears left to cry.

He'd ripped your wings from your back, tore them from your body, taking your immortality with him. You barely registered the sound of footsteps, hardly heard the woman talking to you in concern. You just felt so tired, a feeling you weren't used to.

It'd be okay if you slept, just for a moment, right?

Chloe panicked as she saw your eyes close, waving frantically as the paramedics arrived just moments later. Her hands covered in your blood as she wondered who could have possibly done that to you.

~

You woke to steady beeping, and an uncomfortable feeling of something wrapped just a little too tight around you. Bright lights forced you to close your eyes almost as soon as you opened them. You took a moment to adjust as you sat up, looking around the unfamiliar room that you slowly realized was a hospital room.

It all seemed so... human.

The reality of your sudden mortality crashed down on you, and you carefully pulled the I.V. from your arm. You hissed as you quickly stood from the bed, the sudden movement causing pain to shot up your back.

You nearly collapsed.

But no, you had to leave, get out of this place before questions you couldn't possibly answer came. You gathered your ruined clothes, fleeing before anyone could notice.

You kept your head low as you left the building, the bandages on your back straining against your hasty movements.

"Hey!"

A voice called out, catching your attention and a blonde woman hurried over to you. You stared at her in confusion, and she looked you over with concern.

"What are you doing out here? You shouldn't leave the hospital yet."

It suddenly clicked and your body tensed as you vaguely recognized her as the woman who found you.

"I'll be fine."

She looked ready to protest, and you grabbed her hands in desperation.

"Please... I just can't be there..."

She seemed to relent a little, and you breathed a sigh of relief until she told you her name. Then you found yourself begging her not to tell Lucifer anything, and she promised not to utter a word, if you told her what happened to you.

It had to have been the greatest lie you ever told, a fabricated story about a scorned lover. She believed it nonetheless, offering to help you get a change of clothes. Something less covered in blood, you went straight to Lucifer afterwards, carefully hiding what had happened.

Perhaps he trusted you too much, or maybe you were getting better at lying because he didn't question your claim to want to stay on Earth. He seemed thrilled, and you hid your pain with a smile when he embraced you, thankful your new jacket hid the bandages.

~

For months that was the routine, a difficult dance to move to, especially with how close you two were becoming once more. But you'd stop his hands before they could trail up your back in your more heated moments, directed his attention to something else. You were so careful not to let him see your back.

Careful to never let him follow you into the shower. Careful never to sleep on your side, or let him give you a back rub. Always avoiding Chloe, lest she bring up your injuries. You were so careful, for months.

So why had you forgotten to lock the door while you were getting dressed?

"Should we order out again darling? Perhaps from that little coffee shop you so like much? I heard they have a new..."

Lucifer had barged into the bathroom, clad in only his underwear and robe loosely tied as he questioned what you wanted for breakfast. Your whole body froze, mind shutting down as his words came to an abrupt stop. The atmosphere of the room suddenly felt thick, and you could have sworn it became harder to breath.

Lucifer said nothing, staring at your horribly scared back. You held your shirt to your chest, refusing to turn and meet his eye. Worried what emotion you might find. He had moved so quietly, and so quickly that you jumped when his fingers were suddenly grazing your back. Just below the rough skin where your beautiful wings had once been.

"Who did this to you..."

It was more of a soft demand then a question, but you hesitated.

"I... I cut them off..."

He chuckled a dry, humorless chuckle, and he draped his robe over your shoulders. Probably realizing you'd be more comfortable if you could cover your scars. You muttered a thank you and his hands rested on your arms, rubbing soothingly up and down as you grabbed the silk robe, holding it tighter around you.

"Those aren't the scars you get from cutting your wings, I would know. No, those are harsh, angry scars, something tearing wings off would cause. Don't lie to me angel, who did this?"

His grip tightened on your arms ever so slightly, but it wasn’t out of anger, at least not towards you.

"Amenadiel..." Your voice was so faint you barely heard yourself, but judging by the sharp intake of breath, he had heard you just fine.

"What?"

"A punishment... for being with you..."

You caught his reflection in the mirror, the flash of his eyes, his face shifted, just for a moment, but it was enough for you to realize just how angry he truly was.

"Lucifer-"

He turned on his heel, leaving the room and getting dressed in a fury. You approached him cautiously, closing the robe around you and tying it into place.

"What are you doing?"

He finished buttoning his shirt before turning back to you.

"I need you to do me a favor my dear."

A frown pulled at your lips, but you slowly nodded.

"Pray to my brother."

You jerked back as if someone had physically slapped you.

"What?"

"You trust me, don't you?" He smiled, but there was something in his eyes, something that unnerved you.

"Of course."

He seemed so calm, contrary to what he had been just moments ago.

"Then pray to my brother."

He guided you into the living room and stepped just out of sight. You hesitated, shifting your weight from one foot to the other before finally doing as he asked. It only took moments before Amenadiel appeared in front of you.

He'd come so fast, probably expecting you to beg for forgiveness.

You had no idea how vastly unprepared you were to see him again. Your hands trembled, and you held the robe closer around you, taking an unsure step back.

You didn't have time to dwell on it and Amenadiel had no time to say anything before a sickening crack filled the room and the angel was sprawled out on the ground.

"Hello brother."

You blinked slowly, taking a second to catch up with the fact that Lucifer had just delivered a crippling blow to his brother's face and Amenadiel laid dazed on the ground. Blindsided by the unexpected blow. Lucifer gave him no time to recover, picking him up by his neck carelessly throwing him into a wall. You shielded your eyes from the debris flying by.

"I've just had the unpleasant surprise of discovering what you did to my darling little slice of heaven."

You wordlessly watched Amenadiel pull himself out of the now prominent hole in Lucifer's stone wall. He was unsteady on his feet, but that mattered very little to Lucifer who swiftly grabbed his brother's shirt, tossing him across the floor as if he weighed nothing.

"And they call me the devil." Lucifer scoffed.

Amenadiel managed to at least prop himself up with his arms, spitting out a bit of blood.

"You are the devil, Lucifer, and she betrayed heaven by being with you."

Lucifer took a step forward, clearly ready to continue the one-sided fight. But you quickly stepped in front of him, worried he might go to far, if his red eyes were anything to go off of.

"Just let him leave, you made your point. You're flogging a dead horse at this point." You uttered, refusing to glance at the angel pulling himself off the ground.

"She received a punishment fitting her sin and she still crawled back to you."

Your skin bristled at his comment, and you found your unease fading away to anger. You rounded on him so fast you surprised even yourself at the words spilling from your lips.

"My sin!? You think you're a saint, but you're no better than me! It wasn’t sin Amenadiel, it was free will, if humans can have it why can't I?"

Amenadiel narrowed his eyes as he stood, but you didn't back down.

"You sound just like Lucifer."

You found yourself laughing at that, and with a sudden burst of confidence you shoved his chest back a bit. His beating from Lucifer making it slightly easier to do so. Speaking of the devil, he watched you unleash your anger, gazing at you with amusement and satisfaction.

"Good! You know what, I should have sided with him during that rebellion! Because he seemed to have the right idea! Heaven might have been perfect for you, but it was hell to me! I was beneath all of you, an errand girl for you to degrade, treat like shit!"

Lucifer pulled you back a little when he saw the anger in his brother's eyes. You were mortal now after all. You let out a cruel laugh, though there were tears in your eyes.

"Do you want to know the best part it all?"

Your laughter died down, and you gave him a cynical smile.

"I don't owe the Silver City a goddamn thing anymore, you think you were punishing me? You freed me, you and all your kind can go to hell, because if anyone belongs there it certainly isn't Lucifer."

Amenadiel opened his mouth to say something, taking what he probably assumed was a menacing step towards. But Lucifer rested his hands on your shoulders, daring his kin to try something. You didn't seem fazed though.

"Run back home and lick your wounds like the obedient lapdog you are. I'm not wasting any more words on you."

Amenadiel clenched his fists in repressed rage, but said nothing, not in any condition to fight his brother. He was gone in a blink, and you felt all the energy drain out of you. Lucifer caught you as your legs gave out, and he smiled proudly at you.

"You were marvelous love, I'd nearly forgotten how sharp your tongue can be."

You laughed breathlessly, and he brushed your hair away from your eyes.

"How do you feel?"

You smiled up at him, the heavy feeling finally lifting from your shoulders.

"Free."

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[wertman25]

I’m literally just living for this moment right here 😍😈

[tjtina11]

Seeing that lucifer might come back for season 6! Holy hell 😈! Devil works in the mysterious ways!

[think-blot]

Something Sweet (Lucifer Morningstar x Reader)

Requested: Reader and Lucifer are in a relationship and he loves her but nobody knows because Lucifer is Lucifer and you’re part of the police.

Summary: Everyone knows that Lucifer can be flirtatious so no one thinks twice about his comments towards you because, well, it’s just Lucifer being Lucifer. But, when a case takes all your attention away from him, people start to question why he’s so desperate to get it back. 

Word Count: 2887

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   "Well, aren't you a lovely little surprise this morning." A smile broke out on Lucifer's face the moment he saw you and he was quick to forget whatever Chloe was telling him in favor of walking towards you. It had only been a day since you last saw the man, his arms wrapped around you as he tried to convince you that the serial killer would turn himself in, but still, he acted like it had been ages. When you had finally escaped from his tight grip, you had pouted and told him you wouldn't be able to sleep over for a while; your current case the only thing keeping you up in the coming nights. Needless to say, it was a happy surprise that he got to see you at the station. "I believe there's a filing room with our name on it. If you'd hurry along that way." He gestured like he was directing traffic and you couldn't help but laugh despite the heat in your cheeks from the public display. He never was one to whisper and, if he did, then it was only for something deliciously sinful.

   "Lucifer, leave them alone." Chloe sighed, slapping his shoulder as she joined your little bubble. "I'm sorry, Y/N, I'll try to keep a tighter leash on him." You held in the temptation to laugh even more when she interrupted, Lucifer's face beyond offended. You weren't sure why but no one at the precinct seemed to believe that the two of you were an item. Sure, you weren't the biggest fan of public displays of affection but that didn't mean Lucifer wasn't. Whether it be flirting with you from across the room or tugging you into his side whenever he was close, he always made sure you knew you were his. There was even that one incident where he slapped your ass while he walked by and, while it wasn't unwelcomed, it was a little too much for the environment. Yet, with all of that in your coworkers' faces, they wrapped it up to Lucifer being Lucifer. In Chloe and Dan's case, they did everything in their power to try and stop Lucifer which was what you always found hilarious.

   Lucifer lifted a finger, ready to gesture to you and say something far from appropriate for the workplace. You jumped in before he could, your cheeks not able to get any hotter at this point, "No need, Chloe. He's no harm." His gaze shifted to you, his eyebrow raised in a silent promise of what harm he could be. You held in a sigh, wishing you could take him up on that filing room offer.

   "How's the case going?" Lucifer rolled his eyes and started pacing behind the two of you as you talked shop. You smiled softly at his childish antics. You knew that it just came from a place of wanting to keep you to himself but, unfortunately, the world wasn't so kind to let that happen.

   "It's a tough nut to crack but I got a new lead. I'm hopeful."

   "Yes, well, with a partner like Detective Douche, you'll need all the hope you can get." You and the detective turned together, giving Lucifer the same look of exasperation. "What did I say?" He asked, far too innocently for it to be genuine. The day you got partnered with Dan was, according to Lucifer, the worst day of his life. Despite the dramatics, he did tend to get jealous whenever you spent too much time with the other man. Not because he didn't trust you but just because he didn't like to share.

   Chloe sighed and turned back to you, "If you need any help, let me know okay?"

   You nodded, a smile on your face as you did. You and Chloe had always been close, though it might shock people. The chemistry between her and Lucifer was enough to make any one night stand doubt themselves but to be in a relationship with the man was a whole other obstacle. Admittedly, in the beginning, you were a bit hesitant because of her but Lucifer had let you known his true feelings and that they were only for you. It was hard to doubt much after that. Chloe was first in both of your lives; in yours as a best friend and in his as a partner. It only seemed fair that as a couple you would share her. "I will. You do the same." She smiled and walked away, heading towards Ella and expecting Lucifer to be right behind her. Instead, he was in front of you, looking like an abandoned puppy.

   "What's that face for?" You said, quietly. It wasn't often that he showed when he was upset, often opting for the silent but deadly approach to his feelings, but this was something softer. Something you only ever saw when he just wakes up and wraps his arms around you.

   "There's no face." He muttered, offended that you even suggested such a thing even though there most definitely was a face. "I just didn't expect you to be one so obsessed with their work."

   Dating Lucifer meant a lot of things but, the most important thing was that you had to learn how to read between the lines. You looked around, making sure no one was looking, and when the coast was clear you stood a little taller and kissed him sweetly. "I'll miss you too, Luci."

   He deflated from his puffed up state, smiling down at you with lovesick eyes and you couldn't believe that you got to see this side of him. "See you soon?"

   "Of course." With a final peck, you headed to question a witness, hoping that the case could catch a break and you'd find yourself back in Lucifer's arms in no time. He watched the door shut behind you, an idea on how he could make that happen starting in his head.

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   When you walked onto the crime scene, the first thing you were expecting to see was the same MO from the past three; bullet to the head, limbs cut off post mortem, scary clean area. What you weren't expecting was Lucifer sitting at a piano playing your favorite song. "Lovely, you're finally here!" He picked up the pace to his song and you were quick to get to him and put a stop to it.

   "What are you doing here?" You whispered, somewhat harshly. You were always a perfectionist and your boyfriend messing with evidence to serenade you was really messing that up.

   "Lucifer thought it would be a good idea if we helped out." Chloe batted at Lucifer's hands, forcing him to stop playing, and all you could do was stare at him. You understood what he was doing, of course, you did, but it still made your blood slightly boil. This wasn't your first case, hell, this wasn't even your first serial killer, you didn't need any help besides your partner's.

   He stared up at you, beyond excited at the thought of working together, and you felt yourself calm down almost instantly. Because, yes, while it was slightly annoying, it came from a good place. That was how most things went with Lucifer when he wanted things done, anyway. "No need for long hours when you have four extra hands to help." He stood up from the piano bench and slithered behind you, his large hands grabbing onto your shoulders in an attempt to give you a massage. "Besides, you're far too stressed. How are you supposed to catch a killer with your back all in knots?" He said it almost frantically, his thumbs becoming aggressive as he worked at one of your 'knots'. And, while you appreciated it after a long day of work, you weren't too happy about it in the middle of a murder scene. Neither was Chloe from how she was glaring bullets at Lucifer.

   "Lucifer." She hissed, looking at him as if he had two heads. His hands stopped and you didn't even have to see his face to know he was looking back at her, annoyed that she had interrupted him. She rubbed her temple, "Y/N, I'm so sorry for all this but I do think we can help."

   "Yeah, okay, I'll catch you guys up." You walked out of Lucifer's grasp, no doubt making him pout, and walked over towards Ella. "Anything different?"

   "'Fraid not, homie. We'll keep looking but this place looks just as spotless as the others." You sighed, nodding as you looked at the poor girl on the floor.

   "Three bodies, so far, all found in this same position." You started, ignoring Lucifer's "Well, that's no fun.". For once, you were happy to have Chloe as a barrier between the two of you. "The body is cut up and the area is always cleaned as if they're going to clean up after themselves and never get around to finishing the job.” You glared at Lucifer before he could say something about always finishing and, just as expected, he stopped in his tracks. You really knew him too well.

   "It's almost like he's taunting us." Chloe thought out loud. You had worked with her when you first became a detective, it's how the two of you became so close, and if it weren't for Lucifer being so distracting you'd be beyond grateful that she was here to help. "'I could hide if I want to but why would I?'"

   You sighed, running your hand down your face as you did. "Exactly." It wasn't often you let cases get to you but you had been on this one for weeks and, still, you had nothing. Nothing but more dead bodies and you couldn't help but feel guilty.

   "Hey." You opened your eyes to see Lucifer crouching in front of you, something soft in his eyes as he traced the side of your face. "We're gonna catch this, vermin. You have my word." Just like that, you felt a small bit of the weight you carried be lifted off your shoulders. Lucifer kept his word, no matter the promise, and that was more relaxing than any massage. When you had first met Lucifer, it felt like a bubble had surrounded the two of you and no one else existed. As time went on and feelings were shared, you thought that feeling would disappear after a while. But, as he stood in front of you, promising to do something he had no interest in just because he knew it would make you feel better; you were stuck in that bubble again. So stuck that you didn't see the silent conversation Ella and Chloe were having right next to you as they watched the interaction take place.

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   You had a suspect. A real -most likely the killer- suspect after weeks and it was all thanks to Lucifer. He had pulled way too many strings and you didn't even want to ask if any of them were illegal because the guy was right there and all you had to do was get a confession. You walked into the room, placing your file down on the table, and prepared yourself for a long night of questioning. But, before you could even sit down, the suspect sputtered out, "I-I did it. I killed those girls." His eyes absolutely frantic as he did.

   You stood there, more than shocked at the immediate confession. You turned to look at the two-way mirror, where Chloe and Lucifer were, a confused look on your face. Without you knowing, Lucifer gave you a thumbs up, a proud look on his face as if you had pried the truth out of the man's mouth. You turned back to the man, doubt suddenly clouding your mind that he was the right guy. "And what exactly did you do?" You wouldn't put it past Lucifer to tell someone to confess just so you could close the case faster. But, to your surprise, the man started listing off details that had never gone further than you and Ella. Things you had forgotten to tell Lucifer and Chloe in your haste to catch the guy before he could kill again. Somehow, Lucifer was one step ahead of you.

   You walked out of the interrogation room, confused but happy that it was over. You didn't have a chance to collect your bearings before arms were encircling you and your face was smashed against a suited chest. "Well done, love. Another criminal behind bars all thanks to you."

   You tried to move away but all his grasp would allow is for you to turn around so he was behind you and you could see the detective. "Is this usually how it goes?" You asked, hoping her answer was yes so something could make sense because no matter how much Lucifer loved flirting; this amount of affection was never shown in public.

   Chloe covered her mouth, trying to wipe away as a smile as she watched Lucifer hug you from behind like it was nothing. "I mean, if there's something in it for him then, yeah, my suspects start talking a lot faster." She pointed towards the scene in front of her, not sure exactly what it was she was seeing, to begin with. "But, all of this. That hasn't ever been a part of it."

   "So, what exactly are you getting out of this Lucifer? And, please, don't say what I know you want to." People were starting to notice that, not only, was Lucifer hugging someone but he was daring anyone to question him while he did. In the right circumstance, it would be adorable.

   "I assure you, I have no idea what you're talking about." He stopped hugging you, sensing the start of you being annoyed, but still kept an arm around you. "The satisfaction of a job well done is enough for me."

   "I thought you didn't lie?" You looked up at him, feeling yourself forget where you were as you stared into his eyes.

   "Now, I didn't say the satisfaction had to be mine." He caressed your cheek with the back of his hand, holding your face after so you had no choice but to keep looking at him. "I'm nothing if not a selfless lover."

   You giggled, actually giggled, and Chloe felt she had to step in. She knew where this led, she'd seen it too many times, and she didn't want you to get sucked into the tornado that was Lucifer Morningstar. "Okay, this seems a bit excessive, Lucifer. Even for you."

   Lucifer exhaled in a way that spelled nothing but trouble. "I mean, honestly, how dull must you all be?" You placed your hand on his chest, holding him back but also reminding him that there was no need to be hostile. "The truth is detective,  I can be as excessive as I please when it comes to my relationships. Thank you, kindly." Though, you were sure he was aiming for threatening; he sounded like a petulant child and you couldn't help but laugh. It only made it worse when you turned to Chloe and saw her shocked face.

   She turned to you, waiting for your denial but it wouldn't come. "We've been together for a while now, Chlo."

   "So, this whole time I thought he was harassing you. You two were dating?"

    "Yes. Quite annoying by the way." You hit his chest and, because he loved to humor you, he pretended it actually hurt.

   "I thought you guys would catch on at some point. It's not like he's great at hiding it." You said, finally managing to separate yourself from Lucifer.

   "It's Lucifer, Y/N. I just thought he was going the extra mile with you cause you were playing hard to get."

   "Quite the opposite actually." You turned and glared at him, the comment far from necessary. Chloe shook her head but smiled at you nevertheless. She wished you luck and went to her desk, having paperwork of her own to do before the day ended. You turned to Lucifer, an eyebrow raised and arms crossed. "What did I do now?" He sighed, childishly.

   "Did you do all of this-" You pointed towards the interrogation room, "just so you had an excuse to let everyone know we're together?"

   "No." You placed your hands on your hips, waiting for the truth to inevitably come out. "Well, not at first."

   You laughed, adoration no doubt in your eyes as you looked at the man. "What am I going to do with you, Morningstar?"

   He pulled you close, his hands replacing yours on your hips and his forehead pressed against yours. If you didn't have an audience before, then you definitely had one now, but you didn't care. It was the end of the workday, you had just caught a killer, and you deserved a little love. "I can think of a couple of things." He whispered, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

   "I love you." You mouthed the words, wanting them just for the two of you and not the entire precinct.

   The mischief faded as he rubbed your noses together, something small and sweet that was only ever there for you. "I love you too."

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[adira-secrets]

You know who an underrated fanfic writer is?

@ayanna-wild.

I mean seriously she writes for a lot of Fandoms and her most popular by far is Lucifer and her stories are just amazing! She deserves more love! Plus she's a super sweet and supportive person!

Go show that magical woman with a passion for writing a little love!

[boundtobeafraid]

And at once I knew I was not magnificent.

[someoneasgoodasyou]

you GUYS. @namedawesomeog mentioned angel math in her most recent non-hitman fic, and that progressed to angel memes in the comments and now all I can think about is this post about cave memes: https://justspidersgeorgthings.tumblr.com/post/140924478754/nonbinary-yeongha-thewigmonsters

I must know. What do angel memes look like???

[alwaysdeckerstar]

Chloe: Oh, it's... what is it?

Lucifer: What? It's the bullet from when you shot me. Remember in the warehouse, early in our partnership?

Chloe: Yeah, I remember.

[a-salvaje]

A Night To Remember

Word Count:

Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Warnings: Mature content

A/N: This is from the story 'The Girl In The Handcuffs' however you don't actually need to read that to read this. Enjoy!

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The rough texture of the stone wall behind you bit into your back, but you paid it little mind. Too caught up in the way Lucifer's hands held you, or the way his tongue tangled with yours. But he noticed the slight discomfort in your posture, the way you arched your back off the wall a little. He pressed a lingering kiss just below your ear, before he was pulling you off the wall, guiding you towards the bed.

The unwelcome sound of his phone ringing ruined the moment, and he muttered an apology, stepping away from you to find the offending device and silence it. You sat down on the bed, pulling your shirt over your head, your vision obstructed for just a moment. When you finally got your shirt over your head and tossed it aside, you locked eyes with Lucifer, who you hadn't realized was standing in the doorway.

His eyes were focused on the scar on your chest, and for the first time you felt self-conscious around him. You refused to meet his eye, and you placed a hand over the jagged, poorly healed wound.

"Doctors tell me it healed surprisingly well, that I should be thankful it didn't do more damage."

You were staring at the floor, counting the specks of gold in the black marble flooring. You hadn't noticed him approach, not until you felt his hand curl around your wrist, and pull your hand away from your chest, preventing you from hiding the scar from him.

"Lay back for me, darling." His voice was low, soft, more a gentle request than a demand, but you listened nonetheless, tensing just a bit when he kneeled over you.

He must have noticed your unease because he smiled, his fingers ghosting over the scar tissue.

"Are you nervous, my dear? That certainly doesn't seem like you."

"I'm not." You huffed, glaring at him and his smile grew, nevertheless you eagerly rid him of his shirt, moving to undone his belt.

"My apologies darling..." When he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your scar, your breath hitched a little as one of his hands came up to cup your breasts through your bra. Never quite touching you where you wanted him too, needed him too.

"You just seemed rather tense."

Your eyes had closed, enjoying the feeling of his lips against your skin as his lips trailed up to your neck. But that muttered comment had your eyes fluttering open and a scowl escaping you, especially when you felt him smirk as he sucked the sensitive skin of your neck.

"Maybe I'm tense, because you're toying with me..."

He grunted in surprise when you locked your legs around his waist, flipping him onto his back. You straddled him, smirking as you reached behind your back to unclasp your bra.

"I mean, really, could you go any slower? I thought you were good at this. Tease."

His eyes narrowed, and he reached his hands out to grab your hips as you ground your hips against his. He pulled you closer, pressing his growing erection against your clothed core. Your next smart ass remark was silenced by him tangled a hand in your hair, pulling you down into a crushing kiss that had you breathless in seconds, but he didn't let you pull away, and you didn't try to.

Things were a blur for a moment, his hands on your body, clothes tossed and torn in an effort to get the other naked faster. A small moan escaped you as his hard member pressed against your bare pussy, and he hummed pleasantly at the feeling of you against him, moving his hips to keep in pace with your grinding.

But then you pulled away, managing to wiggle your way free of his grasp, and he groaned at the lack of contact, clicking his tongue at you disapprovingly.

"Now who's teasing?"

Although you didn't answer, instead continuing to move your way down his body. His quips ceased, and he watched you closely as your eyes moved to meet his. A shudder ran through his body as your tongue teasingly ran up the length of his dick.

"Darling, you don't need to- oh! "

He exhaled, body going lax as you took him in your mouth, effectively silencing the usually talkative man. Your slow movements and teasing tongue were intentional, and he seemed to know that, gritting his teeth as he resisted the urge to buck into your mouth.

"This night won't go how I planned if you insist on teasing me like that, love." He warned.

That only served to encourage you and without breaking eye contact you hollowed your cheeks, relaxed your jaw and took as much of his lengthy member into your mouth as you could. He slid down your throat, and you fought back your gag reflex, fisting what you couldn't fit, in your hand. Lucifer let out a string of curses as you began to bob your head.

"Bloody hell, your mouth is divine." He groaned loudly.

His hands found their way into your hair again, but he was careful, allowing you to set the pace, even though his restraint was slowing slipping. You were a tease, and he growled your name, another warning, but you simply hummed around him, the pleasant feeling causing him to buck into your mouth. Your eyes watered, but you didn't stop. You waited until he was close, until you saw the way his tense muscles twitched, waited until his grip tightened almost painfully in his hair, and then you pulled off him with an obscene pop.

Lucifer released your hair staring at you with wild eyes as you sat up, smirking at him as you licked your lips, wiping his pre-cum from the corner of your mouth with your thumb, sucking the digit into your mouth.

"You seem tense." You parroted his earlier words back to him, and his eyes flashed red.

It happened so fast you almost didn't see him move. The room blurred around you, and you blinked in surprise when you found yourself suddenly staring at the ceiling, your wrists pinned above your head in one of his hands. His free hand grabbed your chin, his thumb grazing over your bottom lip, still wet with your previous ministrations.

"You're playing a very dangerous game, love."

You should stop egging him on, you knew that, you could see his restraint slipping, the way his chest rose and fell with labored breaths. But you couldn't resist one more jab, one more defiant remark.

"At least I'm playing, you're falling behind, Luci."

The reaction he gave you wasn't what you'd been expecting, his expression was calm, his tense shoulders dropped, relaxing, but his grip on your wrists didn't lessen.

"Is that so?"

His voice was level, and you shrunk a little under his unnervingly level look. You were so focused on the unreadable gaze he was giving you, that you hadn't noticed the hand that wasn't restraining your wrists had found its way between your thighs. Your words caught in your throat as he grazed your clit, and you looked down, quickly looking back at his face when he rubbed your sensitive bundle in slow but firm circles.

His expression had changed, a smile that was almost cruel on his lips. His eyes clouded with lust.

"Then allow me to catch up, spread your legs for me, darling."

You hesitated a moment, unsure of what you had just gotten yourself into. He delivered a light swat to your aching cunt and your breath hitched, but you did as he said, spreading your legs. He released your wrists, kissing his way down your body.

"Lucifer..." Your voice was unsure, embarrassment settling into you as you released his destination.

"Relax, my dear, you'll enjoy it, I'm sure."

You had no more time to dwell on it, his mouth was on you and you sucked in a breath of air as his lips closed around your clit.

"Fuck!"

You hadn't expected the intensity he treated your clit with, the rough pace of his tongue against it, his teeth grazing it lightly when he felt you weren't loud enough. He was building you up fast, focused solely on pushing you to the edge. He wasn't teasing you as you did to him, and when he sunk two fingers into you, you cried out, your hands moving to grab at his hair. You didn't mean to pull as hard as you did, but he didn't seem to mind, enjoying it in fact as his tongue moved more feverishly against your sensitive bundle.

"Lucifer!" You couldn't hold back your voice, moaning out his name obscenely.

His fingers thrust into you with reckless ease, searching for that one spot to make you see stars. You shook your head, pushing at his head a little, but you didn't want him to stop. He released your clit from his torturous mouth, just long enough to speak.

"You're soaking my hand, you naughty girl. Where's that bite from earlier?" He chuckled.

You managed to throw him a small half-hearted glare. Panting as his fingers continued toying with you. But then he found that one spot, fingers grazing over exactly where you needed him, and your legs trembled.

"There we go, let go for me, sweet girl."

His mouth was on you again and the motion of his fingers, the tongue on your clit. It was enough to push you over the edge, black spots swam in your vision from the force of your release and your back arched as you cried out. Lucifer hummed in appreciation, he pulled his hand away from your trembling cunt, but his tongue went to work cleaning you up, working you through your orgasm.

Even once you relaxed your crushing grip on him, and your vision had returned, he didn't stop. Not until you were squirming away from his hold, muttering a quiet plea for even a moment reprieve. Only then did he finally pull away, moving to kiss you immediately, and you didn't mind the taste of yourself on his tongue.

"You're delicious." He grinned, sucking his fingers into his mouth as if to prove his point.

Your face burned, but you pushed your shyness aside, reaching for him instead, pulling him into another kiss. He grabbed your hips, angling your hips as he rubbed himself through your slick folds a few times, wetting himself with your juices. The two of you parted as he pushed into you, your breaths mixing as he rested his forehead against yours. You grabbed his arms, nails digging into his skin as he entered you slowly.

It was a stretch, he was well-endowed, although you'd expected as much. But you relished in the slight burn of him slipping inside you, slowly. Giving you plenty of time to adjust to his size, but you were impatient, and you wrapped your still trembling legs around his waist, causing him to sink into you in one swift motion. You threw your head back and Lucifer his head dropped on your shoulder as he bottomed out inside you.

"You make it very difficult to be gentle with you, my dear." He exhaled, kissing your shoulder.

You scrapped your nails up his back lightly, delighting in the goosebumps it left on his skin, and you smiled.

"Lucifer, you can make love to me later, when you take me on a proper date. But right now, I need you to fuck me."

He sat up, eyes roaming your body as he placed his hands by your head.

"If you insist, darling."

He pulled back until he was almost slipping out of you before snapping his hips forward harshly. The whine you let out was music to his ears, and he set a rough past, adjusting one of his arms to prevent you from hitting your head against the headboard. Your body moving with every merciless snap of his hips. There was no silencing your voice at the pace he was going, but he wasn’t exactly quiet himself. The way he groaned your name, the primal growl he let out when you clenched around him spurred you on. You eagerly lifted your hips to meet his with every thrust.

Your eyes were closed, drowning in the pleasure he gave you. He soaked in your expression, the way your body moved against his, the way your legs held him. The sight of your blissed out state pushed him closer to his own release, and he bent his head down, closing his mouth around one of your nipples while one of his toyed with the other. Rolling it between his fingers while his tongue flicked against the other.

The unexpected sensation had you arching into his mouth, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer.

"Lucifer, please!" You weren't even entirely sure what you were asking for, but he seemed to know.

"I've got you love, cum for me." He whispered in your ear, hand abandoning your breasts in favor of rubbing your clit, intent on pushing you over the edge with him.

"Lucifer!" You chanted his name over and over as you fell over the edge, vaguely aware of him shouting out your own name as he tumbled over with you.

It took you a moment to come back to your senses, still reeling from the intense orgasm the devil had given you. The sensation of someone cleaning the mess between your legs had you pulling away in discomfort, sensitive from the night's events, but pleasantly tired out.

"I apologize, perhaps I was too rough." Lucifer's voice had you opening your eyes, and you smiled tiredly, holding a hand out to him.

He got the message, climbing into bed beside you, gathering you into his arms. You rested your head against his chest, and he ran a soothing hand through your hair.

"It was fantastic." You muttered, enjoying the steady rise and fall of his chest.

"Fancy a warm bath, darling? I've already got it ready." He offered.

You smiled, glancing up at him, moving a stray piece of hair from his face.

"With a snack too?" You gave him the best puppy eyes you could muster in your exhausted state, and he smiled, kissing the top of your head.

"Whatever you want, my love."

You nodded, moving to stand, stumbling a little when you stood, quickly placing your hands on the bed for support. Lucifer placed a hand over his mouth, trying and failing to stifle his laughter. You threw him a half-hearted glare over your shoulder before stubbornly making your way towards the bathroom.

"Would you like me to carry you, my dear? You seem to be having a bit of trouble." He teased.

You flipped him off as you opened the bathroom door, and his laughter grew louder.

"Fuck you."

You slammed the door behind you, and the king of hell made his way towards the kitchen to make you the snack you'd asked for. He paused when he heard the bathroom door open though and looked over his shoulder. You walked up to him, and he stared at you curiously when you walked over to him.

"Thank you, Luc, for taking care of me."

You pressed a soft kiss to his lips before turning and walking back into the bathroom. Lucifer watched you go, smiling even though you couldn't see.

[ayanna-wild]

He's The Devil You Know?

Word Count: 1326

Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader, Platonic John Constantine x Reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of violence, John and Lucifer just should not be in the same room together

A/N: Request from wattpad, Lucifer and Constantine crossover. Tag List and Requests are open

Summary: You were fond of your new life, loved the people you'd met and the man who stole your heart. Unfortunately an old and dear friend rolls into town, and he doesn't exactly approve of your relationship with the devilish club owner.

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It'd started as a regular night, you hung towards the back of the club, watching the people enjoy themselves and let loose the stress from their week. You'd be drinking yourself, but you had just gotten done singing and preferred the soothing taste of water then the burn of alcohol at the moment.

"That was quite a show you put on love, haven't heard you sing like that in years."

You almost didn't believe the voice you were hearing, mostly for the fact you hadn't heard it in years, at least not in person. However, when you turned around there he stood, trench coat and all. Your smile lit up your eyes, and you pulled him in for a hug.

"Constantine, you relentless bastard, it's good to know you're not pushing up daisies."

He chuckled hugging you back before you took a step back, holding him at arms length to look him over.

"You look good."

"Likewise love, seems you're doing well for yourself here."

You smiled a bit, shrugging as you motioned for a bartender to bring him a drink.

"I'm happy if that's what you're getting at."

"No chance you'll be coming back home then? Could always use a hand with some jobs."

You shook your head, thanking the hostess who handed John his drink.

"This is my home now, besides my boyfriend wouldn't be to keen on me putting myself in mystical situations where the chance of me dying is higher than the chance of me living."

John raised his eyebrows as he took a drink.

"Boyfriend eh? And will I be getting a chance to meet this mystery man who's got you so smitten?"

You looked around the club, trying to see if you could spot him through the crowd of people.

"He's around here somewhere." 

John hummed a little, glancing around the club himself, but you noticed his was a more calculating look.

"You seem on edge John, something I should know?"

He turned his attention back to you, frowning a bit.

"Have you considered a different job? Maybe something far away from this hellish place?" 

You furrowed your eyebrows at his choice in words, going to ask what he meant by that, but another voice silenced you before you could get a word out.

"Y/N darling! You'll never believe this delicious concoction the bartender just made it's marvelous!"

You smiled brightly as Lucifer wrapped an arm around your shoulders, holding the strangely colored drink up.

"I'm considering adding it to the menu, it's truly wonderful, would you care for a sip?"

"Maybe later, I'm actually talking to an old friend right now." You motioned to John and Lucifer finally seemed to notice him.

Although neither of their reactions were anything you expected. John looked pale as a ghost, while Lucifer was grinning devilishly.

"Well, well, if it isn't John Constantine, and in my club no less, this certainly is a surprise."

You glanced between the two of them confused.

"You know each other?"

"Oh yes, Johnny boy and I go way back, isn't that right John?"

John stammered a moment, before straightening his back and giving Lucifer a cold look.

"Unfortunately, and I never should have helped you, or that demon." John snapped.

"Oh come now, I helped you in return, we're even now are we not? No need for such hostility, certainly not in front of my darling songbird here." Lucifer scolded, but his smile remained firmly planted on his lips.

John cast you a worried glance and his hand twitched to pull you away from the devil beside you.

"It's not safe to be around him love, you don't know what he really is."

You couldn't help but tilt your head a little, frowning a bit.

"Of course I do."

That provoked a very shocked reaction from John and a rather amused chuckle from Lucifer.

"I... I'm not sure you do love, or you wouldn't be standing so close to him."

You placed a hand on Lucifer's chest as he pulled you closer to him.

"John, this is the boyfriend I was telling you about, I'd introduce the two of you, but that doesn't seem necessary."

John's face went blank, and you uttered his name a few times concerned. Lucifer laughed snapping his fingers in front of John's face.

"Oh dear, I think we broke him darling."

John slapped Lucifer'a hand away scowling at him while the devil simply laughed.

"You're not really dating this lunatic are you?" John finally spoke.

Lucifer scoffed at the insult, but John paid him no mind, focusing solely on you.

"He's the devil you know, king of hell, prince of darkness, Satan?"

"Yes John, I know." You sighed.

"Then what the bloody hell are you thinking!?"

Lucifer frowned at John's shout, and took a step forward but your hand on his chest halted any further movements.

"I'm thinking I've been with this man for the last two years, and you're not about to come here and suddenly convince me he's evil."

"He's the actual devil."

"I believe that's been established, are you having trouble remembering things Johnny? Aging can be so taxing on one's mind. Not that I'd know mind you." Lucifer smirked.

You lightly hit Lucifer's chest, giving him a pointed look as you pulled away.

"Well this has been a really fun conversation..." Your voice dripped sarcasm.

"But now I need a drink now, so play nice while I'm gone boys."

You walked away, and they waited until you were out of sight before rounding on each other. Lucifer handed his now empty glass off to a hostess walking by.

"What's your game here? After her soul?"

Lucifer laughed, placing his hands in his pockets.

"You know I care very little about human souls John, and while I'm sure you'd like to think this is some sort of game, I assure you that's not the case. But what about you? How do you know her so very well it seems?"

Lucifer's smile was full of amusement and John took a weary step back.

"She's like a sister to me, I've known her for years, and I'm not about to let you hurt her."

That struck a nerve with the vacationing king of hell and his amused smile vanished.

"I've no intention of hurting her you blubbering buffoon! But this aimless bickering will, so I suggest you accept the fact that she's an adult capable of making her own decisions and enjoy the rest of your time with her."

Lucifer smiled at you, waving as you began to walk back over. John narrowed his eyes looking over at Lucifer.

"That almost sounded like a threat there mate."

Lucifer kept smiling at you, but his next words were cold.

"Oh but it was. If you do anything to upset her tonight, to take away that smile I try so hard to keep on her delectable lips..."

He turned to John when you looked away from him, his smile gone as he grabbed the exorcist's coat.

"I'll reconsider my opinion on killing humans and take an especially keen interest in your soul, do we understand each other?"

John wordlessly nodded, his face pale with fear as Lucifer's eyes flashed red. Lucifer released him just as you reached them, you handed your devilish lover a drink as you looked between the two of them.

"Everything okay?"

Lucifer wrapped his arm around your waist glancing towards John from the corner of his eye.

"I think we've come to an understanding, isn't that right Johnny?"

John cleared his throat, smoothing out his coat.

"No problem here love, excuse me a tick will you, I think I need something a bit stronger." He flashed you a grin before turning on his heel.

You watched your friend hurry towards the bar, and you leaned into Lucifer's side.

"You threatened him, didn't you?"

Lucifer gave you a charming smile as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass.

"Just a bit."

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Look at the cute little muffins!

[tsukana]

Lucifer | 1.04 Manly Whatnots 

“That’s where I cut my wings off.” -Lucifer Morningstar

[worldicreate]

Can someone explain something to me?

We got 3x24, where Chloe sees Lucifer’s real face. Then we got 3x25 where everyone just do their stuffs, then 3x26 is “what if” episode.

And then, we got 4x01 and all the drama that Chloe saw his face and disappeared for a moth.

Like..how

I mean.. what was going on with 3x25 when everyone act like nothing happen??????

Seriously

[adira-secrets]

~Phrases That Successfully Ruined My Social Life~

-"Dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days."

-"I'm The Doctor"

-"The Name's Sherlock Holmes and the Address is 221B Baker Street."

-"In The Beginning......

The angel Lucifer was cast out of heaven and condemned to rule hell for all entiry......

Until he decided to take a vacation"