#tom ellis fanfictions

[janiehellion]

Fallen From Grace

ONESHOT

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Caught between a loveless marriage and a past you can't forget, you return to LA, the City of Angels. As old flames rekindle, you're faced with the consequences of your choices. Would you still make a decision that could destroy everything you've built over the years to experience the emotions you've longed for? “For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing.” (Romans 7:19)

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X FEM!READER

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: SMUT / HURT / FLUFF / ANGST

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 5.277

MASTERLIST

With your hands deep in the pockets of your jacket, your face buried in a thin scarf, and the warmth of your breath that was soaking into it, it was making you shiver, and your thoughts were thrown back to the ritual of smoking a cigarette. The need to smoke bit into you; thinking of lighting one was still addictive and punishing at the same time. It had been years since you quit smoking, right before you got married to your husband, because he had always hated the smell. Still, your husband was behind you and always had your back regarding your decision to turn your life around, and he became a shoulder to lean on in the change from a reckless young adult into a now responsible and mature woman.

But lately, this routine that you once liked so much seemed to turn into a cage with no way out. The fights with your husband had become more frequent, and his constant work stress added more to the high tension between the two of you. You both were too tired to talk openly to each other anymore and with the same empathy that used to exist. Last night was pretty much no different. A silent dinner, a few short words exchanged between the two of you, and some annoyed glances at each other, until he then got up and went to his laptop in the living room, while you went to the bedroom to read one of your books.

It was days like this, where you felt overwhelmed by your life, that your mind began to wander back to him, to Lucifer Morningstar. You had left Los Angeles almost ten years ago to chase your dreams, leaving him and everything else behind after you came to the realization that it felt more like a simple friendship to you, which had scared you more than it should have. Although you had kept in touch by texting each other every now and then, you hadn't talked to or seen each other in years.

The sun was now setting as you got into your car, and you knew that the decision to visit the City of Angels once again came from some deep, restless part inside of you, and you convinced yourself it wouldn't be a mistake before sliding off your wedding ring and letting it fall into one of your pockets.

Suddenly, a message from your husband appeared on your phone. Apparently, he won’t be home for dinner tonight. He was staying out late with a colleague. Relief washed over you as you replied with an excuse about having decided that you were going out with your best friends anyway before you set the car in motion and headed towards Los Angeles.

A few hours later, you saw the familiar evening lights of what you once called home. You aimed for the LUX, the spot that Lucifer owned. Soon enough, your eyes scanned the room, looking for the one person you hoped to see as you exchanged a few words with familiar faces, but your mind was solely focused on Lucifer.

And there he was. The presence of him hit you hard—the lights, the music... It was overwhelming, and you quickly made your way to the bar, where you sat down. The face beside you? Familiar. She hadn't changed a bit, still looking fierce and gorgeous.

Maze immediately looked at you, recognizing you quickly. "There's no way... is it? Is it really you?"

"Hello, Maze," you said, nodding in her direction and smiling at her.

"It’s been a while! Ten years?"

"Close enough."

She whistled. "Lucifer’s going to freak out when he sees you; you know that, right?"

You smiled again, taking a sip of the drink that she handed you. "Where is he now?"

"I don't know. Probably around somewhere and probably smoking."

Your heart raced as you tried to control your excitement and nervousness. You sipped your drink further, trying your hardest to distract yourself. Then the door opened, and you felt that familiar presence. The smell of cigarettes and cologne hit you, making you grip your glass tighter.

"Now, look who’s graced us with his divine presence," Maze announced almost sarcastically.

You turned around, and there he was—Lucifer Morningstar. His eyes met yours with shock before he tried to hide it like usual. He wore his trademark suit, the one that always made him look like he owned the world.

"What in the world are you doing here?"

"Hello, Lucifer. Have you lost your manners in the last decade?"

"I just didn’t expect you."

"You didn’t have to. I just stopped by."

Lucifer only grunted and sat down next to you for a moment, his eyes never leaving yours. He took a whiskey Maze handed him and sipped it, his silence speaking volumes.

"I just needed to get away, you know," you started, but trailed off, knowing he would see right through you.

"Finish your drink. I don’t want to talk here."

You nodded, finishing your drink quickly. Lucifer was tapping the counter impatiently, and Maze gave you a knowing look as you left. "Good luck, babe," she mouthed, winking at you.

You followed Lucifer into the elevator and then to the parking lot. Right now, his attitude annoyed you, since he used to be so different with you back then, and as soon as you were outside, he stopped and turned around to you.

"Where's your car? I will hold the door open for you."

"What? Excuse me, please? What did you just say?"

He only smirked slightly instead of answering you as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes. So you approached him slowly, placing a hand on his arm and feeling his muscles through his suit.

"I just thought you might want to see me again," you said softly, looking down to the ground.

"Do you think I’m not happy to see you?"

"The way you’re reacting right now, wanting me to get into my car and leave? No, not exactly."

"I just didn’t expect to see you again in LA. You simply surprised me."

You continued holding his arm, squeezing it a bit. "I simply missed you. Is it that wrong?"

"Your fault," he mumbled, finally lighting a cigarette. He took a drag and offered it to you. "Want one?"

"No, I quit years ago, don't you remember?"

He raised an eyebrow. "And do you still always do what your boyfriend wants? Do you follow his rules? Do you obey him?"

"Don’t be an asshole, Lucifer. It’s just complicated, okay?"

He handed you the cigarette anyway, and with a sigh, you took a drag. He leaned against your car, looking out over the city. The lights of Los Angeles twinkled like a thousand little stars.

"You’ve changed," he said after a minute, watching you from the corner of his eyes.

"I never changed. I grew only up."

"No, you’ve changed."

"I’m still me, just... older."

You stood in silence. Lucifer had always been a man of few words around you, but he said so much merely by being there.

"Why didn’t he come with you?" he suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

"He’s busy, working on a case."

"How did you end up with a lawyer, I wonder?"

"If you knew him, you’d understand. He’s dedicated, passionate, even."

"He took you away."

"I know. And that wasn’t my intention."

"Aren’t you here to find yourself again?" Lucifer asked, looking at you for a moment.

"No…"

"Then why? Tell me."

"I'm here because of you, Lucifer. I needed to talk. To feel at home again."

"You can't just show up out of nowhere and expect everything to be the same as it was before."

"I did it without thinking."

"You, who plans everything down to the last detail, doing something spontaneous?"

"I just wanted to see my best friend again."

But Lucifer was right, and you knew it. It was strange to be back in Los Angeles without having really thought about it or thought of any consequences. But the feeling you had in your soul blurred every logical thought.

He suddenly grabbed your hand and walked you toward his car.

"What are you doing? Where are we going?" You asked, but didn't fight him.

"It's a surprise. Just wait and see."

"A surprise? What's the plan?"

"Be quiet and sit tight." Lucifer grinned as he started the car.

After the silent ride in the car, you reached the outskirts of a familiar area, where he soon led you through a wrought-iron gate to a small, charming house with a great view of a lake. The very first things that caught your eye were a marble kitchenette and a leather sofa facing a TV that was mounted on the wall, but most especially so, the floor-to-ceiling window leading out to a terrace and the lake that looked nearly as big as the house itself.

"Is this a new place of yours?" you asked him.

"Yes, indeed, it is," Lucifer confirmed with pride. "But that is not the actual surprise. Follow me." He guided you out onto the terrace. "It's a little dark already, but can you recognize the view? Do you remember it?"

You furrowed your brow, following his gaze, and gasped as you finally realized and remembered. "Is this the place that I think it is?"

"Yes, the very spot where we spent that beautiful evening," Lucifer confirmed. "I simply thought you might appreciate the nostalgia and that I bought this place in the end."

"But how did you manage to rebuild all this?" you asked, quite overwhelmed.

"Hard work and a bit of devilish charm," he teased, turning to face you and smirking at your reaction.

You remembered that night clearly—with just Lucifer and yourself—when you were talking about your dreams and your future under the starry sky.

"This is incredible! I'm so happy for you, Lucifer," you admitted, though tears were forming in your eyes.

"You're happy for me because I bought this place?" Lucifer's eyes softened, searching for yours while he asked. "Then why do I think there's more to it than that? More than simple happiness?"

You turned away from him, blinking back tears. "Forget about it. I'm sorry; I didn't want to ruin your surprise."

Lucifer closed the distance between you quickly; his face was serious but still calm and composed. "Will you tell me why you really left back then? I don't really believe that your boyfriend could hold that much power to rip you away from everything that was so loved by you."

"You know exactly why I left," you finally said, looking at him again.

"Sure... Of course, I do. Because I always do." Lucifer answered with disappointment in his voice.

You nodded slowly, biting down on your lower lip, unsure how to proceed. "I think that I probably should go home," you whispered, the guilt creeping in, just wanting to drive back home to your apartment and forget about everything.

But Lucifer clenched his fists. "Perhaps you should, yes," he agreed reluctantly, taking a step closer to you. "But not before this," he mumbled, closing the distance between your lips.

Lucifer crashed his lips onto yours, pushing you back against the patio door. There was no denying at this point—this was so much more than just a friendly reunion. It was bringing back to life a love where the flame had never actually gone out.

He broke away slightly as he led you back into the house, his hands removing your jacket, and soon enough Lucifer loomed over you inside his bedroom, his eyes searching yours for permission and reassurance. You nodded, and he kissed you again—deeply and almost desperately.

His hands were touching your body as his lips nuzzled kisses down your neck, and you could feel your body arch into him, begging for more, which was enough for the two of you to quickly get rid of each other's clothes.

"I can't wait any longer," Lucifer confessed, his eyes locked with yours.

You met his gaze, your heart racing as you nodded, and he smiled, slowly guiding you onto the bed. His touch was almost soft as he positioned you beneath him.

For a moment, Lucifer looked at you, mumbling, "You are more beautiful than ever."

You blushed, goosebumps creeping onto your skin as his fingertips brushed along your collarbone and slowly down your arm until he kissed the inside of your wrist delicately.

"You're exquisite," he said softly before his lips traveled up your arm again, across your shoulder, and onto the curve of your neck.

He kissed your forehead, then your cheek, before his lips finally kissed your own. His mouth moved slowly against yours, listening to each sigh that came out of your mouth. You reached for his arms, bringing his hands to your tits, where his fingers gently squeezed them, his thumbs lightly stroking your sensitive nipples and feeling them harden.

Once done, Lucifer's hands went down to your waist, pulling you up to straddle him. He slowly lowered you down onto his cock and pushed himself into you. His eyes didn't leave yours as he moved in very slowly, filling you up completely.

"You feel incredible," he groaned, his hands holding your hips tightly. "I've wanted this for so long."

You began moving, your body slowly going up and down as you leaned forward just a little bit with your hands on his shoulders for balance as you were riding him, and Lucifer's hands slid up your back until he pulled you close, burying his face in your neck.

"You're so perfect," he murmured. "Every part of you is."

You shivered at his words and moaned softly as his hands now moved down to your stomach from your breasts, then back to your thighs, and though the moments were stretching on, Lucifer's thrusts were still gentle instead of fast and rough.

"You're simply amazing," he whispered in your ear. "I want to make you feel everything."

His words only heightened your lust, and you rode him even more eagerly until both of you were breathless, wanting more.

But Lucifer's eyes stayed on your face. "I wish this would last forever," he whispered.

You moaned again and closed your eyes, your body quickening in time with his upward thrusts as you both felt your approaching orgasm.

His thrusts grew urgent, his hands gripping you a little bit harder to guide you through the final moments before you came, and Lucifer's body shuddered against yours.

As soon as your orgasms began to subside, Lucifer's thrusts did likewise. He embraced you tightly, stroking your back, and kissed your forehead softly. "I have missed you more than you know."

You clung to him, your racing heart only now starting to slow down. "I've missed you too," you whispered, your voice shaking, before tensing up as a certain thought inside your head started to form itself, your eyes narrowing.

"Protection! I... I didn't think of—" You started, but your words seemed to be stuck in your throat. "I'm sorry, Lucifer. I should have been more careful!"

"Don't worry about it right now, my dear. Focus only on us. and this moment," he simply answered without any care, but you ignored his words, and just then your eyes fell on something that lay on the ground beside your clothes; his eyes followed in the same direction—your wedding ring, which you had left carelessly in one of your pockets. His eyes went from that ring to you, and only then did he realize what was actually on your mind.

"Wait, wait, wait," he whispered quietly, furrowing his brow as he pushed you off, got up, and picked up the ring slowly from the floor. "You... you're married to him? What? You're actually still with him? Are you kidding me?"

Your face went pale, and you couldn't deny the truth, nor was there any reason to try to lie to him. "Yes, I am, but—"

"But what!" He cut you off. "Is this some kind of devil's bargain? Did you come here to light up an old flame, all the while you're still wearing another man's ring? Is this some kind of sick joke to you?"

"No, no! Listen, Lucifer! Listen to me! I didn't come here to hurt you," you tried to explain, your voice breaking. "I came because I missed you and—"

"Missed me?" He laughed out loud and shook his head. "You come back into my life, get me all worked up, and then this? Oh, how the mighty have fallen. I must be quite the fool for thinking that you actually came back for me after ten years. How foolish I am, indeed."

"Listen! You don't understand! Just calm down and listen to me, please!" you pleaded, your face now red with tears that started to roll down your cheeks. "I never meant for this to happen! You know that! It just happened!"

"Never meant for it to happen?" Lucifer scoffed, anger suddenly giving way to a mocking laugh. "Oh, please, my dear. You do think this is some kind of joke, don't you? Did you come back just to test my patience?"

He turned away from you—his hurt was obvious as he threw your wedding ring across his bedroom. "How very amusing," he said bitterly. "A married woman who seeks out the Devil."

You reached out to him, your voice desperate, but he didn't let you touch him anymore. "Please, Lucifer, don't be like this. I never wanted to hurt you, I promise!"

He turned toward you again. "Don't be like this, you say? What did you expect? Should I just take this as some cruel joke of, what, fate? You think I should simply forgive and forget just because you come at me with a few tears and your excuses?

He had picked up a cigarette from the package lying on the side table of the bed and grabbed a lighter. "Here's a solution for you," he said, lighting the cigarette. "Why don't you go back home to your husband? I'm sure he's just waiting for you to come crawling back into his arms, so you can do what he wants some more."

You winced at the mockery and sarcastic tone in his voice. "Lucifer, please don't—"

"Don't what?" he interrupted you again. "What is it, huh? Don't you want me to remind you of the mistake you've just made? Don't make you face the reality of your actions? Of our... situation?"

He took another drag from the cigarette. "How amusing," he said bitterly. "I've spent most of my time in Hell, and with you, I finally got a taste of Heaven again, only to have it taken away from me in an instant..."

He flicked the cigarette into an ashtray, letting it go out by itself as it continued to burn down. "I'm supposed to be the Devil," he said, his lips now showing a rather sad and hurt smile. "But right now, I feel like I am the biggest fool in all of creation there ever was..."

The silence fell between you, and there, in his eyes, was only hurt, pain, and pure anger.

"I'm so sorry for everything, Lucifer. I never wanted to hurt you, really! Just believe me! Please!" You pleaded and begged.

He sat down at the edge of the bed, his anger now replaced by sadness, especially given the look on his face. "So, now what?" he asked. "What do you think happens to us after all this?"

"I don't know," you said, your voice trembling as you took a deep breath. "I wish things could be different, but they aren't. Believe me, I know this was wrong. I was wrong."

Lucifer took a deep breath as well to try to relax himself and calm down. "Well, wishing won't do anything, nor will prayers," he said, getting to his feet. "And if you want me to be completely honest, then I think you should leave."

You realized you were feeling regret—this was the end of what could have been all along, what could've been all those years ago. "I'm so sorry, Lucifer," you said again, through the tears that were now streaming down your face. "I wish there was a way..."

He smiled at you sadly and shrugged, handing you your clothes. "Here's to the past," he said bitterly. "May it stay there."

You took them from him, brushing your fingers across his while doing so, and began dressing quickly. "Goodbye, Lucifer," you said softly, your voice cracking again.

"Goodbye," he replied as his eyes watched you walk towards the door and into the living room. The taxi was called quickly, and you turned to go out of the front door, but you stopped for a second, turning around to the bedroom door again that he was about to close. "Go on and don't keep the taxi driver waiting."

After he closed the door, you quickly grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled a note, tears falling onto the paper and smudging the ink. You left it on the coffee table and stormed out, slamming the door shut behind you. The street was already dark, with only a few lights on each side of the road, and you quickened your pace to the main road. After a few minutes, you could finally see the approaching lights of a taxi.

The taxi driver soon enough returned you to your car, which was still parked in the LUX. Once inside your car, you glanced at the time, which was approaching midnight, and then you noticed the three messages from your husband and some missed calls from him that you quickly opened nervously.

9:42 PM: "Where are you? I'm back, and you're not here."

10:39 PM: "When are you coming back? Why don’t you answer? I’m worried."

11:16 PM: "I called your friends, but they said you weren't even with them tonight. What's going on? Please call me!"

Tears silently rolled down your face again as guilt consumed you. How had things gone so wrong? Your life had been perfect—or so you thought all the time. You’d spent the last ten years forgetting about your feelings for Lucifer, pushing them aside, and now, in one evening, you’d destroyed everything.

With trembling fingers, you tried calling your husband, but there was no answer. The worst part of this whole mess wasn’t just that you’d probably destroyed your life, but how little you’d considered the consequences of your actions with Lucifer in the first place. If karma were real, you thought, you’d crash while driving back home. But two hours later, you found yourself standing in the parking lot of your apartment again.

Entering it quietly and closing the door behind you, you saw your husband asleep on the big couch in your living room, his mobile phone still next to him. With one hand, you covered your mouth to stifle a sob, not wanting to wake him up, and you paused, uncertain of what to do, then slowly removed your jacket, throwing it over a chair, and decided to lay down beside him.

You couldn't help but remember how you both had always been a great team, at least at the start of your relationship back then, facing the darkest moments and hours together and supporting each other through thick and thin. He’d always been there for you; maybe he's been too distant at times, but he's been there nonetheless.

And now your endless thoughts about your mistake kept you awake until exhaustion finally took over. Later, when you woke up, your husband was gone. You hoped it had all been a bad nightmare, but the note on the table proved otherwise:

"When I get back from work, you tell me what the hell happened! And don’t even try to call me today! We'll sit down and talk in person."

You stared at the note, rereading it several times before crumpling it and throwing it on the floor in frustration. You grabbed your coat and left, not even bothering to look in the mirror. At the pharmacy, you were quick, buying what you needed before heading back home. Once sitting down on the couch, staring at the morning-after pill on the table, you knew you should take it right away, but something inside you held you back.

Your eyes kept wandering around, seeking distraction, but just as you were about to scream, the doorbell rang, making you jump. You tried to calm yourself before opening the door, but it wasn’t your husband who you thought might have left his keys behind. Standing there was Lucifer, who decided to step inside your apartment without even waiting for an invitation.

"What in the world are you doing here?" you asked, staring at him while closing the front door.

Lucifer pulled a crumpled note from his pocket—the note you had left for him. "Why do I have to read such nonsense?"

He held up the note before reading it out loud.

"Lucifer, the heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it? I wish I could."

"Lucifer," you began, but he cut you off.

"Well, isn’t this poetic? The Book of Jeremiah—17:9 to be exact!" His voice sounded neutral, but you could see the fire in his eyes. "I guess the Devil isn’t the only one who’s capable of deceit, isn't he? How charming that you choose to repent now, but I’m afraid it won’t absolve you of the choices you made, my dear... I do admire your attempt at biblical drama! Quite charming, isn't it?"

Your hands were now sweaty, and your heart pounded so fast that you thought it was going to explode. "Lucifer, please..." You managed to whisper, but he shook his head.

"I suppose that’s the true nature of humans, isn’t it? Always seeking redemption when it suits them." His voice relaxed slightly, but the intensity behind it remained, and only then did he grab something from his pocket again. It was your wedding ring. "I’m not a priest, my dear. You know exactly who I am, and I won’t be so easily fooled by your attempts at repentance. I'd say that you owe me more than that."

You had barely started to open your mouth when the sound of keys at the door made you turn around in shock. You looked over just in time to see your husband standing there, his face full of anger and surprise at the same time.

"What the hell is that man doing here?" he asked, staring at you.

"Listen! It's not what you think," you started, but your voice cracked, unable to find the right words to even explain yourself.

Meanwhile, Lucifer gave him an almost bored look and crossed his arms over his chest. "Ah, the husband has finally arrived! How very delightful," he said. "I'm Lucifer, and you must've forgotten about me, I see!"

Your husband glared at him. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting to be welcomed with open arms by the man of the hour. But then again, I've never been one to shy away from a bit of chaos."

You took a deep breath, trying to get a grip on the situation. "Listen, we need to talk..."

But your husband's eyes were still on Lucifer, looking him up and down. "About what? How obviously you have been cheating on me?"

You winced at the accusation, but Lucifer merely laughed. "Cheating? Now, that's a rather strong word. I prefer to think of it as rekindling old flames."

Your husband's hands clenched into fists, and he let out a scoff. "You! You have no right to be here. Leave. Now."

Lucifer's eyes narrowed, and for a slight moment, he revealed what really lay beneath. "How quaint! I assure you, I'm only a catalyst. Or, let's just say, the devil's advocate, if you will."

Your husband took a step back, his face turning pale for a second. "What the fuck are you trying to pull here, huh?"

Lucifer stepped closer to him, his smile turning into a grin as he pointed to the pill on the table in the living room, which he had noticed all along. "That little token of affection over there might reveal more with its symbolism than you may realize."

The eyes of your husband went to the pill on the table and then back to Lucifer. "What... what do you mean? What the hell are you even talking about?"

Lucifer's smile widened as he leaned forward. "Why don't you take a guess? Or maybe you would prefer to leave it to your imagination?"

"My imagination? You're obviously fucking my wife, and now you are standing here like you have some right to her? As if you own her?"

Lucifer let out a dramatic sigh. "Well, I suppose you could say I am more of an old flame to your dear wife. But let's not get down to the boring details."

Suddenly, your husband stepped forward, his anger overflowing. "Get out of my house. Now!"

"Oh, such a fiery temper. Are you sure you're not harboring a bit of Hellfire yourself?" Lucifer said sarcastically and threw his hands dramatically in the air.

The eyes of your husband widened again, and he took a step back as soon as he could while he looked into his eyes. "I'm warning you. Just leave..."

Lucifer's eyes changed, his stare reaching deep into your husband's soul. "And I assure you that I'm not someone that you want to provoke."

He took a step closer, and your husband's confidence broke down as he looked him in the eyes. "You know what? I'm done with this. I'm leaving! Don't you dare touch me, whatever the hell you are!"

Lucifer's eyes followed him, and he smirked proudly. "As you wish."

The apartment was almost completely silent as the door slammed shut behind your husband, and you stood there, paralyzed, the realization of that moment and what had just happened finally setting in, but Lucifer snapped you out of it as he looked at the morning-after pill on the table once again.

"My dear, really? Do you think that this pill is going to undo what's done now?" Lucifer started. "Do you actually believe that some sort of pill will stop something divine, like... Oh, I don't know, my touch, as an example? I'm afraid it doesn't work that way, darling."

You looked at him with shame, lust, and regret in your eyes. "What now?" You asked him, whispering silently.

"What happens now will be entirely your choice," he said, moving closer to you and stretching out his hand to touch your cheek. "You see, I very much adore you, and I have for quite a while."

His hands were soft but strong, and a shiver ran down your spine. "You can either act like nothing happened, or maybe you can accept it and see where it takes you," he said, his eyes locked on yours. "You've got a choice to make."

He stepped closer, his lips touching your ear as he spoke. "You could try to forget about the night we just had, but you and I both know better. The seed has been sown, and the question is, at this point, whether you'll let it grow."

Lucifer took a few steps back and pushed the front door open, just enough to fit through. "Whatever you choose, I will be here, waiting. And trust me," he said with a smirk, "I have all the time in the world."

[angelicwrites]

devilishly yours | lucifer morningstar

summary. lucifer becomes captivated by your enigmatic nature and immunity to his powers, sparking a charged dynamic as he relentlessly seeks to uncover your deepest desires. when he finally succeeds, the revelation challenges both his confidence and your own understanding of your feelings pairings. lucifer mornigstar x fem!reader genre. smut (MDNI 18+), dom!lucifer x sub!reader, porn w plot warnings. unprotected sex, piv, finger & oral (f receiving), lots of petnames, teasing

a/n. this is my first smut here, please show some love and feedback !

lux was alive that night, its usual crowd a blur of bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music. lucifer morningstar stood at the bar, a drink in hand, his sharp eyes focused on a singular figure in the room, you. he had been observing you for weeks now, your mere presence an enigma that simultaneously irritated and fascinated him. unlike everyone else, you were immune to his charms. no coy glances, no lingering touches, and certainly no breathy confessions of desire. instead, you looked at him like he was just another man in the crowd, and it was driving him mad.

“she’s doing it again,” lucifer muttered to himself, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. his lips curved into a smirk as he tilted his head, studying you from across the room. “so confident. so utterly unbothered. who are you, darling?”

as if sensing his thoughts, you turned your head, your eyes meeting his with a pointed sharpness that caught him off guard. instead of looking away, you smirked, sauntering over to the bar with an air of defiance. sliding onto the stool beside him, you leaned in just slightly, enough to close the distance but not enough to give him the upper hand.

“enjoying the view, morningstar?” you asked, your voice light but laced with a teasing edge.

lucifer raised his glass in mock acknowledgment, his smirk never faltering. “caught red-handed,” he admitted smoothly. “but can you blame me? you’re quite the enigma.”

“an enigma,” you repeated, your tone almost playful as you tapped your fingers against the bar. “that’s one way to describe it. or maybe you’re just overthinking it.”

he chuckled, leaning closer as if letting you in on a secret. “oh, i never overthink. but you” his voice dropped slightly, sending a shiver down your spine. “you have this way of making me question things. it’s unsettling, and believe me darling, very few people unsettle me.”

you rolled your eyes, refusing to let his words rattle you. “maybe i’m just not impressed by your little party tricks.”

that response. that maddeningly calm dismissal made something flicker in his expression, a flash of irritation, quickly masked by intrigue. “not impressed,” he repeated, as though the words were foreign to him. “you wound me. truly. shall i try harder?”

“please don’t,” you said dryly, your lips curving into a small, amused smile. “i’d hate to see you actually put in effort.”

the back-and-forth was electric, a game neither of you had planned but were fully invested in. lucifer found himself grinning despite the frustration you sparked in him. “you’re playing a dangerous game,” he warned, his voice a low, velvety drawl.

“am i?” you shot back, tilting your head. “because from where i’m sitting, it looks like you’re the one who’s losing.”

for the first time in centuries, lucifer felt the sting of being outmatched, and he found that he didn’t mind. if anything, it only made him more determined to figure you out.

the next encounter came days later, quieter but no less charged. it was late, lux was nearly empty, and the two of you were working a case together. the gruesome details of the murder had done little to distract him from the ever-growing puzzle that was you.

“you’re unusually quiet tonight,” lucifer said, breaking the silence as he poured himself a drink. he didn’t offer you one, he knew you’d decline, just to prove a point.

“i’m thinking,” you replied simply, your tone nonchalant as you leaned against the bar, your eyes focused on the papers spread out in front of you.

“about me, i hope,” he quipped, his grin widening when you let out a small, exasperated laugh.

“always so full of yourself,” you muttered, shaking your head.

“guilty as charged,” he admitted, his gaze flickering to you. “but in my defense, i’m usually right. so tell me darling, what’s your secret?”

you arched an eyebrow, finally looking up at him. “what secret?”

he leaned in slightly, his expression turning serious. “everyone has desires. everyone. and yet, you seem immune. why is that?”

you didn’t answer immediately, your lips pressing into a thin line as if considering whether or not to indulge him. finally, you sighed, your tone clipped but calm. “maybe you’re not looking hard enough.”

his eyes narrowed at that, his curiosity only deepening. “oh, i’m looking darling, believe me. and i’ll figure it out, one way or another.”

the tension between you was almost suffocating, the weight of his words lingering in the air long after they were spoken. as much as you wanted to deny it, a part of you knew he was right. he would figure it out. the question was, what would happen when he did?

that was when it happened. in a flash of celestial energy, the room seemed to shift. lucifer straightened, his usual confidence faltering as he felt something unlock. for the first time since he’d met you, his power worked, and the truth of your desires crashed into him like a tidal wave.

“oh,” he whispered, his voice laced with equal parts surprise and amusement. a slow, devilish grin spread across his face as he stepped closer, his eyes dark with understanding. “well well, it seems the mystery is solved.”

you froze, the heat rising in your cheeks as you realized what had happened. “lucifer—”

“say it,” he interrupted, his voice low and insistent. “say it out loud.”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you snapped, moving to put distance between you, but he followed, his movements predatory.

“oh, don’t play coy now,” he murmured, his fingers brushing against your arm, sending a shiver down your spine. “you want me. you’ve wanted me from the start.”

you turned on him then, your anger flaring. “don’t flatter yourself.”

he chuckled, his breath warm against your skin as he leaned in closer, his lips a mere inch from yours. “darling, i don’t need to flatter myself. i saw it. i felt it. and now” he paused, his voice dropping to a whisper. “now i can’t stop thinking about it.”

a rush of heat flooded your cheeks, and you realized that lucifer's powers, which had been rumored to enthrall and control others, seemed to have no effect on you. you were immune to his allure, or so you thought. "i-i don't know what you're talking about," you stammered, trying to sound brave.

lucifer's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossed his face. "really? you’re thoughts are telling me otherwise my dear," he took another step, closing the distance between you. "tell me, what is it that you desire?"

you stood your ground, determined not to show any fear. "i desire many things, but i won't be manipulated by your tricks." your voice grew stronger, and you felt a surge of confidence.

lucifer's eyes sparkled with amusement. "tricks? oh sweets i assure you, i have no need for tricks with you." he reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through your body. "you see, my powers don't work on you, and now that it does, it fascinates me."

confusion clouded your mind. You had heard tales of his powers enslaving countless souls, yet you felt no compulsion, no urge to submit to his will. ‘why is that?’ you asked, your curiosity getting the better of you.

lucifer's smile widened, and he leaned closer, his warm breath caressing your neck. "because my dear, your deepest desire is me." his words sent a jolt through your entire being. "and that, i find is a delightful challenge."

your heart pounded in your chest, and you felt a rush of emotions. was it possible that your desire for him had been hidden even from yourself? you tried to deny it, but the truth resonated within you. "i-i don't believe you," you lied, your voice trembling.

lucifer chuckled, a deep, sensual sound that sent a wave of desire coursing through your veins. "you don’t believe it, but your body betrays your words." his hand trailed down your arm, sending tingles of pleasure up your spine. "your heart races, your breath quickens, and your nipples..." he paused, his fingers brushing over the sensitive peaks through the fabric of your dress, making you gasp.

you couldn't deny the sensations coursing through your body. his touch ignited a fire within you, and you felt a desperate need to be closer to him. "w-what do you want from me?" you asked, your voice hoarse with desire.

"everything," Lucifer whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "i want to explore every inch of you, to hear you beg for more. i want to be the one to finally unlock your true desires." his hands slid around your waist, pulling you closer, and you felt the hard length of his erection pressing against your stomach.

a moan escaped your lips as you surrendered to the overwhelming sensations. lucifer's hands moved to the back of your dress, and with a swift motion, he tore it open, exposing your bare skin to the cool air. "you see, my dear, i can't control you, but i can certainly enjoy the freedom to indulge in your desires."

you stood there, breathless, as he feasted his eyes on your naked body. his gaze was intense, devouring you, and you felt a powerful sense of vulnerability and arousal.

lucifer's hands roamed freely, cupping your breasts, thumbing your nipples until they were hard peaks, ready to burst with pleasure.

"please..." you whispered, not even sure what you were pleading for.

"please what, my dear?" lucifer's voice was a low purr as he bent down to take a nipple into his warm mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. "tell me what you want."

the sensations were exquisite, and you felt your knees weaken. "i...i want..." you struggled to find the words, but lucifer seemed to understand.

he lifted his head, his eyes burning with a fiery passion. "you want me to fuck you, don't you?" his words were raw and unapologetic. "you want me to claim every inch of your body."

your cheeks flushed, and you nodded, unable to deny the truth any longer. "yes," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

lucifer's hands gripped your hips, and he spun you around, pressing your front against the cold stone wall. "then i shall give you what you desire." his hands slid down your thighs, pushing your dress up, exposing your wetness to the cool air.

you felt his fingers trail through your damp curls, and then he was pushing inside you, one finger at a time, stretching and preparing you for what was to come. his touch was both gentle and demanding, and you couldn't help but push back against his hand, seeking more.

"you're so wet my dear," he growled, his breath hot against your neck. "so ready for me." he added a third finger, scissoring them inside you, finding that sweet spot that had you crying out in pleasure.

"oh, lucifer..." you moaned, your head thrown back against the wall, your body on the brink of orgasm.

he withdrew his fingers, leaving you aching and desperate. "not yet, my dear," he whispered, his lips trailing kisses down your spine. "let me get a taste first."

lucifer dropped to his knees, his hands gripping your thighs as he spread your legs wide. you felt his hot breath on your sensitive flesh, and then his tongue, slick and wet, was laving your clit, sending you spiraling into a vortex of pleasure. he lapped and teased, sucking gently, driving you wild with need.

your hands gripped his hair, urging him closer, your hips thrusting against his mouth as you rode his tongue. "lucifer, please!" you cried out, your body trembling on the edge of release.

he obliged, sucking hard on your clit, his fingers plunging deep inside you, and you exploded in a mind-shattering orgasm, crying out his name as your juices flowed freely.

lucifer stood, his eyes dark with desire as he admired his handiwork. "that was just the beginning darling. i plan to make you beg for more."

you could barely catch your breath, your body still quivering from the intense climax.

"more..." you whispered, your eyes pleading.

with a devilish grin, lucifer lifted you into his arms, carrying you to a nearby couch. he laid you down gently, his eyes never leaving yours as he positioned himself between your thighs. "now, my dear, i'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name."

his words sent a thrill of anticipation through your body. you wanted him, needed him, and you were ready to surrender to the dark pleasures he promised.

lucifer positioned himself at your entrance, the head of his thick cock teasing your wetness. with one swift thrust, he filled you completely, claiming your body as his own. you cried out, your back arching off the couch as he began to move, his hips pumping in a steady rhythm.

"yes, that's it, my dear," he growled, his hands gripping your thighs, holding you open for his invasion. "feel me, deep inside you."

the sensation of being filled so completely was overwhelming, and you matched his rhythm, meeting his thrusts with your own, your nails digging into his shoulders.

"harder, lucifer!" you cried out, your body craving more.

he obliged, pounding into you with fierce intensity, his hips slamming against yours, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

"that's it, my dear. come for me again."

your body tightened around him, and you screamed his name as you shattered into a million pieces, your orgasm rippling through you. lucifer followed, his own release spilling deep within you, his body trembling as he filled you with his essence.

as you lay there, breathless and sated, lucifer's eyes held a new intensity. "you, my dear, are a challenge i relish. and this is just the beginning."

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Legend: 〔E〕 ⇢ Erotic/Steamy | 〔F〕 ⇢ Fluff | 〔A〕 ⇢ Angst/Hurt 〔M〕 ⇢ Minor Angst/Hurt | 〔C〕 ⇢ Comfort | ♥︎ ⇢ Established Relationship | 𑁍 ⇢ Pregnancy/Children | 🚫 ⇢ Content Warning

✑ Invidia by everlastingdreams • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: Maze sends you on a date with another guy to help you forget about your feelings for Lucifer. Lucifer soon starts to act stranger than usual.

✑ A Date with the Devil by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Lucifer was nothing if not stubborn. Despite your continuous rejections to his attempts to ask you on a date, he persisted. Your resolve was beginning to wear away, and his proposal was looking more and more tempting."

✑ A Deal with the Devil by bewareofthecrazyperson • 〔E᜶F〕 •

Summary: "You're working at LUX. When your car appears to be wrecked you have no choice but to go back to LUX. Fortunately Lucifer is around and offers you to spend the night at his place."

✑ A Devil's Wrath by everlastingdreams • 16+ • 〔F᜶C〕 • 🚫 •

Summary: "[When Lucifer meets you, he] is fascinated by [your kindness]. [After spending] some time together at Lux, ... the evening takes an ugly turn [when] some guy starts bothering [you]."

✑ A Night to Remember by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "It'd started as the ramblings of a near drunken conversation. You hadn't expected anything to come of it, but he insisted, promising you a night of fun. You agreed, [expecting a nice dinner between friends], but when the night ended and he asked again, you couldn't help but agree..."

✑ Acceptance by ayanna-wild • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "You should have believed him; he'd [been] honest from the start... [it] just seemed [too] unbelievable... then you saw... his 'other' face... Now... Lucifer's waiting... for you to decide if you still want him in your life... [However,] there seemed to be a misunderstanding..."

✑ Baby Caution by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "You... expected him to go somewhat overboard with your first pregnancy… maybe a little fussing over your well-being. You did not, however, expect the amount of worrying and coddling the devil had for you now."

✑ Broken Wings by ayanna-wild • 〔A᜶C〕 •

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."

✑ Can't Fight the Feeling by kittenwritesstuff • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: "[When you], Chloe's [cousin, catch Lucifer's eye], he falls for [you instantly], but isn't sure whether [you'd] have him."

✑ Darling Effort by bubblyani • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: Provoked by jealousy, you are determined to show Lucifer that you can be just as exciting in bed as anyone else.

✑ Detective Morningstar by matth1w • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "You're pregnant... great, right? Wrong. You know how much [Lucifer] doesn't like children. So being a responsible adult, you… lie and avoid him. Lucifer does some detective work and finds out, because of course he would."

✑ Devil Devil by lovingrosewho • 〔A〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "Lucifer needs to confess and show his true self before dating you."

✑ Devil's Party by lovingrosewho • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "You're best friends with Lucifer, who happens to be the devil, you two go to a Lux's party together where you notice one of your exes."

✑ Dutiful Wife by bubblyani • 18+ • 〔F᜶E〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Forensic Science Sisters by writingtoforgetreality • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Ella and you were the forensic scientists of the L.A.P.D. One person in the precinct made your work rather hard. Lucifer Morningstar. You wish you had not caught a crush but you could not help yourself. Besides, you knew he only had eyes for Chloe. At least that was what you thought."

✑ Good Night by silence-burns • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Imagine [waking up while] Lucifer [is] carrying you to bed after you fall asleep on his couch."

✑ He's the Devil, You know by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

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."

✑ Let Me Show You How It's Done by bewareofthecrazyperson • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: "You're complaining to your friend Lucifer about how your sex life. He shows you exactly how it is done."

✑ Little Things by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You hadn't noticed them at first, they were to subtle. But one day you'd begun to notice it, they became obvious and you found yourself noticing everything little thing you hadn't before."

✑ Lost￨Prt. II by s-writing-s • 〔A᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Lucifer worries the people closest to him when he shows up looking like a mess. Only Amenadiel knows why and shocks everyone with the answer."

✑ Lunch Break by bubblyani • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: You drop by the penthouse during your lunch break only to find Lucifer in the shower; needless to say, things get steamy.

✑ Now and for Eternity by artzee-bee • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ • 🚫 •

Summary: When a stalker tries to come between you and Lucifer, the devil makes it clear that nothing will come between you two.

✑ Rest for the Wicked by think-blot • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "Lucifer doesn't like that your job comes before him. He fixes the nonexistent problem but, now, everyone is questioning him as to why. Including you."

✑ Something Sweet by think-blot • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "...No one thinks twice about [Lucifer's constant flirting with you] because, well, it's just Lucifer being Lucifer. [However,] when a case takes all your attention away from him, people start to question why he's so desperate to get it back."

✑ Thundering Hearts by everlastingdreams • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[You're] Lucifer's personal stylist, [with] whom he [constantly] tries to flirt [unfortunately for him, You're immune to his charms. Or [so you think]?"

✑ Wedding Bells by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "[You'd planned this day for months]. It was like a dream, but the butterflies in your stomach, the way your leg bounced with unending anxiety and excitement reminded you that it was all real..."

✑ A Crush by silence-burns • 〔F〕 •

✑ Alone Time by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Aunt, the by mortallyscrumptiousmilkshake • 〔F〕 •

✑ Can't Help Falling in Love with You by lucifer-scenario • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Caught by fafulous • 16+ • 〔E᜶F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Day Like This by banditthewriter • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Devil's Punishment, the by eiressofinspirationwrites • 〔F〕 •

✑ Devil's Wings by lovingrosewho • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Early Morning Wake Up Call by geeks-universe • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Every Step by banditthewriter • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Grooming by lucifer-scenario • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Home by specialagentlokitty • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Jealousy by mortallyscrumptiousmilkshake • 〔F᜶A〕 •

✑ Meet the Family by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Miracle by stanathanxoox • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Morning Tickles by geeks-universe • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Pray for the Fallen by bubblyani • 〔F᜶C〕 •

✑ Rockabye by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Unexpected by ayanna-wild • 〔C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Worth More by specialagentlokitty • 〔F〕 •

✑ Wounds and Worry by mortallyscrumptiousmilkshake • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Wrong Move by silence-burns • 〔F᜶C〕 •

✑ Babysitting Trixie w/ Lucifer… by silence-burns • 〔F〕 • 𑁍 •

✑ Dating Lucifer Morningstar… by writingbyshiloh • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Going undercover w/ Lucifer… by silence-burns • 〔E᜶F〕 •

✑ Lucifer Falling for You… by dragon-kazansky • 〔F〕 •

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Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Death & Harry Potter, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter, Sirius Black & Harry Potter, Remus Lupin & Harry Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort Characters: Harry Potter, Death (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger, Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle, Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Original Characters, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Tags Contain Spoilers, Eventual Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, This time it's going to be a real slowburn, Slytherin Harry Potter, aged-up harry potter, Master of Death Harry Potter, Powerful Harry Potter, Manipulative Albus Dumbledore, kind of time travel?, Read it you will understand, Pureblood Politics (Harry Potter), Dark Magic, POV Harry Potter, Triwizard Tournament, Sane Tom Riddle, Young Tom Riddle, Morally Grey Harry Potter, Harry Potter is a Little Shit, Harry Potter is So Done, Bisexual Harry Potter, Explicit Sexual Content, In later chapters - Freeform, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Minor Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter, Minor Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, background Sirius Black/Remus Lupin - Freeform, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin Live, Nagini is a little shit, BAMF Harry Potter, Mutual Pining, Wizengamot (Harry Potter), A little Ron bashing in the first chapter!, Temporary Character Death, Crazy Albus Dumbledore, Fanart, in chapter six! Summary:

When Harry's name comes out of the Goblet of Fire, he is livid. He didn't bloody want to join a deadly tournament, but it seems like no one believes him, so he swears a wizarding oath.

Now everyone believes him, but he still isn't excused from the tournament. Almost on the point of wanting to give up on his magic, Death interferes because Death's chosen child can't lose his magic.

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''This is why you are going to be perfect.''  Death almost croons, making Harry blush.  ''If you're going with me to train, you will be back in no time. Time travels differently in my realm.'' 

Harry nods. He suspected something like that. ''Then I will go with you to train. It is only fair. The others are older and have more experience.''

''Harry, no!'' Dumbledore exclaims, but Harry knows it is too late. Death is already grasping his arm, and then everything turns dark around him.

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crackship - Phoebe Tonkin x Tom Ellis

Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever. — Charles Bukowski.

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Dance with the Devil | Lucifer Morningstar x fem!oc

Summary: The new pole dancer of the LUX nightclub caught the Devil attention.

TW: 18+, MINORS DNI, SMUT, She/Her pronouns, oral (f), sex. The OC is named Lili, described confident, intelligent, sexy with long hair.

English is not my first language, be kind <3

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The air inside LUX was thick with the scent of whiskey, perfume, and obviously sin. The bass pulsed through the floor, a slow, seductive rhythm wrapping around everyone who stepped through its doors. Lucifer Morningstar had seen it all. Every temptation, every carnal pleasure, every vice a person could indulge in—none of it was new to him. And yet, tonight, something, or rather someone, had caught his attention.

She was new and her name was "Lili", Mazikeen recruited her as the new dancer for LUX a few weeks earlier. The music shifted, and the opening beats of "Partition" by Beyoncé slithered through the club. The crowd barely noticed, their drunken conversations merging with the background noise, but Lucifer did. He sat in his usual place, a glass of whiskey in one hand, a cigarette burning idly in the other. His eyes followed her every move.

Lili took her place on the stage, clad in black lace lingerie that clung to every inch of her body, leaving just enough to the imagination. Her long hair cascaded down her back, her hips rolling to the beat, teasing, tempting. She gripped the pole with effortless control, twisting her body in a way that defied gravity. She wasn’t just a dancer; she was a goddess commanding the room, and for the first time in a long while, Lucifer was captivated. He took a slow drag of his cigarette, eyes locked on her, a smirk playing on his lips. Lili met his gaze mid-spin, a playful smirk curving her lips.

Oh yes, she knew exactly what she was doing.

She had done it many times, she knew how to charm men. Lili was a confident young woman, beauty had always been her passepartout for everything and combined with intelligence, it became a dangerous combination.

By the end of her set, Lucifer was no longer just amused; he was intrigued.

When Lili walked off the stage, she found him waiting in the dressing room. His presence was magnetic, an aura of danger and charm wrapped up in tailored perfection.

"Impressive performance" he mused, tilting his head slightly. "I must say, I don’t usually pay much attention to the entertainment, but you… well, you certainly know how to command a room."

She stepped closer, unbothered by his reputation or the intensity of his gaze. "And you must be Lucifer Morningstar" she said, her voice smooth. "Owner of this fine establishment, rumored to be the Devil himself."

He grinned. "Guilty as charged. But tell me, Lili, what is it you truly desire?"

She held his gaze, unflinching. "To find luck."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow. "Luck?" He chuckled. "Not fortune, not power, not love? Just… luck?"

She nodded. "Came here from the Bronx. Real stripping, real money, real danger. LA is my shot at something better. Call it luck, fate, or whatever you want. But I plan to take it."

Lucifer studied her, intrigued by her candor. Most people crumbled under his ability, spilling their deepest desires like confession. But Lili? She was unshaken.

"Well then" he said, finishing his drink "Let's see if you've truly found your luck. Join me upstairs."

The penthouse above LUX was lavish, a space designed for indulgence. The city lights spilled in through the massive windows, painting the room in a soft, golden glow. Lili walked in like she owned the place, confidence oozing from every movement.

She turned to face him. "So, what now? You try to seduce me?"

Lucifer smirked, stepping closer. "I think you misunderstand, darling. You had my attention the moment you walked onto that stage. The question is, what do you want now?"

Lili tilted her head, stepping even closer until they were mere inches apart. "I want to see if the Devil lives up to the legend."

A low growl of amusement rumbled in Lucifer's chest. "Oh, Lili" he murmured, his hand coming up to trace her jawline. "You have no idea what you're asking for."

"I know what I said"

She lifted herself onto her heels, closing the distance between them. "Or maybe it's you who doesn't know what you really want" she teased him.

Their lips crashed together, a kiss filled with hunger, with challenge, with fire. Lucifer responded in kind, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her flush against him. He tore apart her little black dress, she wore no bra but a pair of black lace panties.

She stripped him of his jacket and shirt, he smiled. "You are one of few words" and after he lifted her effortlessly, placing her onto the grand piano in the center of the room.

"Ever been fucked on a Steinway?" he murmured against her throat, his voice dark, teasing.

She smirked. "There's a first time for everything" and then he knelt in front of her opening apart her legs.

"Oh!" a moan escaped Lili's lips when she felt his mouth press against her cunt. She began to move her hips against his face, her legs tightly wrapped around his head, shaking, arching as she moaned his name that echoed through the walls of the penthouse. All she felt was his mouth and fingers making her feel pleasure. Yes, a man like him obviously had a lot of experience... but she is surely that no man made her feels like this before. Lucifer curled his fingers inside her, his tongue licked her clit and felt her come, she cummed over his lips.

"Oh fuck!" she trembled so much, her nails scratched the surface of the piano. After he stood up removing his last clothes, her make-up was ruined, she was still lost in pleasure when he took his long, hard, wet, precum-tipped manhood in his hand and rubbed himself against her and with a sharp thrust he began to move slowly inside her.

"Just for me" he whispered unable to hold back his little moans his hips suddenly slammed harder against hers. And with that, passion, desire and fire overtook them. Their bodies moved in sync, the perfect combo of lust and sin, set to the distant hum of the city below.

Afterward, as the heat of passion faded, they lay there for a moment, catching their breath in the dim glow of the penthouse. Lucifer, ever the gracious host, slid off the piano and walked to his bar, pouring two glasses of whiskey.

Lili stretched, her body still tingling from their encounter, then began dressing herself with an unhurried confidence. She retouched her makeup in the grand mirror near the bar, fixing her smudged lipstick with a knowing smirk.

As she picked up her lace panties from the floor, she glanced at Lucifer, who stood watching her with amusement, whiskey in hand. With a playful glint in her eyes, she tossed them at him, hitting his chest.

He caught them effortlessly, holding them between two fingers as he arched a brow.

“Now I see why they call you the Devil” she purred, stepping into her heels with a teasing sway of her hips.

Lucifer chuckled, swirling his drink. “And here I thought you already knew.”

She smirked, making her way to the door. Pausing just before stepping out, she glanced back over her shoulder, eyes gleaming with mischief.

“See you soon, Lucifer.”

And with that, she disappeared into the night, leaving the Devil himself both thoroughly entertained and insatiably intrigued.

[twist3dd4ydr34ms]

“You wanted my attention my dear, and now you shall have it.”

Warnings:

Substance use, alcohol, smut mentions, drinking games, implied smut,

Tags:

Teasing, impatient pining, lucifer is kinda a goof, fluffy almost smut

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“Luce~”

This was your Fifth time in two hours trying to get his attention. You were tired, bored, and now that he was ignoring you, you needed him. Which he of course knew. ‘Such a tease, that devil.’

“Yes darling I’ll be there in a moment” he chuckled quickly making work of a shot in front of him on the bar and resuming his conversation. He was quite occupied with the current drinking game Maze had come up with. He loved a good game every now and again, Maze was also happy to oblige him with Drinking as long as she could still make fun of others.

“Luce~” you whined impatiently glancing to Maze who, to your dismay, shrugged you off and turned away to pay more attention to Eve, who she decided she wasn’t able to keep her hands off of for the moment. She just looked too...hot.

Lucifer clicked his tongue and took yet another shot that was lined up in front of him on the bar. He was always so sad when his fun was being “spoiled.” You hated to see him frown but you had been shooting him a scowl all night from his persistent lack of attention. Especially because you looked, quite attractive on this particular night.

“Darling, please. Just a few more minutes, this is quite the round of frown-face, shit-faced we’ve got going on and I’m currently winning~” he hummed nonchalantly brushing you off and hastily putting another shot at the end of the line.

Frown-Face, Shit-Faced;

(Rules are simple)

⁃ Every-time Amenadiel Makes a stupid face in conversation with someone who isn’t, Maze, Linda, Eve, Chloe, or Dan, you drink.

⁃ Lucifer isn’t included because (in his words) “Amenadiel’s face is always stupid, why should that be unaccounted for just because we know him?”

(These rules are written on a napkin with the LUX logo stamped neatly on the front of it in sloppy detective handwriting.)

The wench of a bartender he refuses to fire flirts with him and you glare as he thanks her oblivious to his own goddamn irresistible charms. ‘He can be quite dull sometimes for a man who’s been alive since the beginning of time’ you thought with an eye roll.

You pout and cross your arms around your exposed middle, your cropped-top riding up a bit. You groan in frustration, wanting his attention more than anything. But the devil wasn’t one to cave so easily.

“Luuuu~” you pout dragging out the syllables in the nickname, making a last attempt of being nice before getting bratty with him.

He chuckled at your persistence taking another shot, “Darling, I promise I will be with you shortly to take care of you, no need to make a fuss my love~ Maze look Drink!” He roared with laughter gleefully, as he often did. ‘The cheerful bastard’

Usually you’d find yourself getting lost in the sound of his laughter, or studying his smile from across the bar, but not tonight. Tonight was about the physical touch you had so obviously craved and had so greatly been denied. You wanted his attention and you were going to get it.

It is important to note, you avoided using his name as much as possible. You only used the devils name when you wanted him to know you needed him.

“Lucifer!” His loud echoing laughter came to a halt as he swallowed down the last shot thickly, rising to his feet.

He said his apologies to Maze and Eve, as well as Amenadiel and Dan. “I’m sorry everyone, I must go, it seems I have a brat that needs attending to~” he said darkly turning and moving to give you his, now undivided, attention.

Of course everyone boo’s and whistles which only adds to your embarrassment. You can feel the heat in your face and you know your blush is evident. When it came to sex Lucifer was quite obviously no stranger, which therefore meant he felt no embarrassment towards it.

You’re lifted out of your seat, gently of course he’s no hooligan, but quickly and swept away from the large crowd towards the large metal elevator doors.

The cool metal connects with the back of your head gently as you are pushed against the doors by him as he peppers small intimate kisses along your neck.

You could smell the liquor off his breathe but that was somehow more inviting to you. His scent was dripping from his body thickly coating the air around you in the small metal box. He always smelled so.....divine. You always wanted more of him.

Mischievous as ever, the douche knew you were afraid of elevators but that didn’t stop him from pressing the big red button that screeched its movements to a halt.

“Luce-? What are you doing?~” you start to panic but you let the weight and warmth of his large hands on your skin calm you putting you at ease as he speaks lowly, the words melting on his tongue bringing you a feeling of pleasure as they are spoken.

“Now now little devil, you wanted my attention, my dear, and now you shall have it.~”

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A/N: This was the first work I posted on ao3 that I truly felt goof about and like it was mine. Im glad I can share it here and hopefully gain more of a following!

[dismaldonut]

A demon, Norse God, genius billionaire and pirate walk into the Devil's bar....

I had to do a collab photo. Couldn't help it.

[broadchurchroyal]

I have managed to finish and upload the missing Fluffcember ‘Day 1: Roasted Marshmallows’ story if anyone wants to read. Comments (good or bad) and kudos welcome. I’m not good at fluff and nor I have attempted such a challenge so I’d appreciate some feedback whether this is good bad or ugly. Any pointers or ideas welcome too.

Day 2: Winter Flu is a WIP. Day 3: Snowman is uploaded.

Thank you. 🫶

Day 1: Roasted Marshmallows is complete and now uploaded

Day 2: Winter Flu is pending

Day 3: Snowman is complete and uploaded

Day ?: TBC

[myvirtualife]

Stumbled upon (or should I say, fallen hard for?) the Lucifer TV series while idly exploring on Netflix, one rare quiet evening. The irony is I’d always been aware about Lucifer from years back, but never checked it out as I’d mistakenly thought it was a rather superficial occult show about the devil on earth, deviating too much from the version that Neil Gaiman conceived or the origin story from Genesis in the Bible. I know, I deserve to be punished for that 👿

But … after seeing the pilot and subsequently binge watching these past few weeks, how wrong I was! And I love that underneath all that surface irreverence is actually a thought provoking, gut wrenching and at times, humorous retelling of the world’s oldest and most dysfunctional family 😈 with its share of supernatural liberties and LA jokes. Plus, the storyteller in me appreciates how each episode cleverly links the case Lucifer’s own circumstances. And the music, oh! I could just watch Bloody Celestial Karoake Jam over and over again.

I am now crushed that it all ended after six seasons. So many untold stories! What led to Lucifer/Samael’s rebellion in the first place? What were his first few moments / years in hell like? How did his relationship with Mazikeen evolve? Did Michael ever find redemption there? Why did God banish his Goddess to hell, and what have they been up to in retirement in their new universe? How was Chloe’s life on earth with her daughters without Lucifer, and how is she taking to her new eternal partnership with him? “Younger” Lucifer, Michael, Lilith and Eve back in the garden? Do Charlie and Rory ever swap notes about their crazy celestial family and arch-angel-turned-ruler of Heaven and Hell-dads?

Also, fan fiction links below. A virtual Pentecostal coin for anyone who sends good recs over! 🪙

The other side of giving in by ViolettaMondarev

gravitational collapse by AlexiaBlackbriar13

Love, or the lack thereof by lucimoment

My word is my bond by PerpetuallyCold

To Hell and back by RadRanz. Alternate series ending.

Caging the Devil by Hircine_Taoist. AU after season 3. Warnings: hurt!Lucifer and really bad!Cain.

Bigger plans by Ermmm67

The Fallen Shall Rise by HarmonyWhitlock. Added bonus crossover with Rush!

Rushed Job by Kat_d86. Another Rush crossover alternate ending.

Ta Biblia by Allicat9 (so many great ones by this author, go check them all out!)

Rational Creatures by Allicat9. Bridgerton AU.

Theogony by Allicat9. AU after episode 324. Constantine crossover and significant OCs.

Detonation by MightBeAWriter. AU after episode 209. (Similarly, go read all of this author’s works)

Rebehold the Stars by MightBeAWriter. Deckerstar season 3 AU. Conflicted!Dan and bad!Michael.

The Perils of Dealing by stickdonkeys. Warnings: Hurt!Lucifer with bad!God series.

Shifting Patterns by waiting_for_the_rain. AU after season 2. Warnings: hurt!Lucifer, good!Cain and bad!God.

Lucifer fanfic collection

[asgards-princess-of-mischief]

Last Updated: 2023-12-25

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[angelswing236]

Chapter 5 and someone is interfering with Mary's festive display.

[skllingtonx]

Why aren't there more fanfics of Lucifer Morningstar?

Like I get the ship of DeckerStar, but I just really want to read stories with him and OC's because I don't really ship him and Chloe, I don't know I've only finished season 2 but there's just something about that I don't like in the romantic sense, I like them as friends. All the fanfics I've found for him are either about DeckerStar, badly written, first person, or use "y/n" and I just want more and better fanfics of him to read.

[brinleyparke]

Flash and Lucifer X-over Ideas/Prompts

Frost meets Maze. They become besties.

Frost/Lucifer

Lucifer/Mark Blaine

Mark Blaine/Maze

[mangora]

I’m so tired here are some assorted Disventure Camp headcanons:

•Jake is really into poetry. Some of his poems are bangers, some of them are absolute dogshit. He posts some of them online, mostly the bad ones because he’s not self-aware of how bad they are. He will spend hours on end writing in his notes app. Guy is a big fan of sonnets and free verse but his strong suits are odes and villanelles

•Rosa María, James, Yul, Lake, Riya, Fiore, and Alec are all multilingual. Rosa speaks English and Spanish, James speaks Portuguese and English, Yul speaks Korean and English, Lake speaks German and English as well as some French, Riya speaks Hindi and English, Fiore speaks English and some Italian, and Alec speaks English as well as a variety of other languages (he did a minor in linguistics for his university degree so he knows the basics of multiple major languages).

•Hunter’s a competitive chess player. Ally’s the only person who’s ever beat him fair and square, but even then, that rarely happens

•Lake is great at baking. She’s incredibly exact when it comes to measurements, timing, and technique. Rosa, meanwhile, is a great cook and she doesn’t measure anything

•Aiden can play bass guitar. He started learning as a teenager because he wanted to join an emo band one day. Chase your dreams boy

•Yul used to have braces and he’s really embarrassed about it

•Gabby’s a forager, she loves to forage for wild fruit and mushrooms and greens

•Ellie’s kinda a ghoul in the kitchen. Like she can make good food and drinks but most of the time she’s so tired that she makes evil energy drink-instant coffee potions or like that pistachio & condensed milk concoction from Arthur

•In a better universe I think Ellie and Jake are frenemies instead of fully hating each other and they play Minecraft together and Ellie is constantly stealing Jake’s shit and trying to defeat the Ender Dragon meanwhile he screams every time he sees a Creeper and begs her to turn Keep Inventory on because he keeps dying

•Miriam gets a cat after the show. She’s an older white cat named Snowball and she has the same personality as her. They are best friends and Miriam is so annoyed by her. She made them matching sweaters. Snowball is only fully nice to Jake

•Fiore listens to Thrash Metal. It’s partially just to throw people off when they find out, she thinks it’s funny

•Fiore also enjoys those YouTube prank videos, she knows they’re fake they’re just so stupid that she finds them hilarious. Kristal gives her an iPad for a day one time for entertainment and it pisses the rest of the Magenta team off so bad because she keeps playing these prank videos and watching epic fail compilations at full volume

•Grett loves crocheting. She slowly turns into one of those people who crochets during lectures and while watching movies and shit

•James is really good at Tetris

•Ally is obsessed with Sci-Fi. She, Tess, and Hunter watch Star Trek, Doctor Who, and Star Wars together because they all love the worldbuilding so much. Tess writes fanfiction about almost everything they watch. Hunter has terrible media literacy and misses the themes every time but he has fun watching

•After All Stars, Riya gets really into tattoos. She gets matching ones with Connor

•People antagonize Tom with the cop slide video and every time he clenches his fist and goes, “Stop laughing at him.”

•Kai has a bunch of pet bugs. Maggy’s secretly afraid of them still but she’s getting there. She likes rollie pollies

•Karol used to do roller derby and Lill used to ice skate. Ggirlf,riends,,, I miss them chat. Where is my old woman yuri

•Aiden eats plain yogurt nothing on it and it’s the one thing James doesn’t like about him. Like it’s so upsetting to him. Why does he eat plain yogurt

•Ashley likes hyperpop, don’t tell anyone

•Tom likes crockpot food. He is not invited to potlucks for this reason. He will always bring the crockpot

•Alec doesn’t like splatter films but he really enjoys psychological horror, especially mockumentaries and mondo films

•Lake read creepypasta a lot as a kid and she wouldn’t go into the kitchen after dark because she was afraid of Jeff the Killer appearing at her fridge