Lucifer Morningstar

Everyone harbors different hungers, and for the right partner Lucifer will shed his dominance .

Now he reclines, dark frame taut and trembling, thick cock slick in [READER]'s fast, relentless strokes.

"You're cruel tonight. . ."

#NSFWRP

⭐️: Do what you’d like. Noone is owed anything.

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“I’m not saying I’m jealous. But I hardly find it fair others get to what is mine. I think you’re far better suited to be my right-hand woman. Powerful business woman with the ability to get what she wants.“ his voice an enchanting whisper. “All with the snap of her fingers.”

“I think that’d be rather lovely placement. Would you prefer the top or in the crook of your cleavage?”

What a considerate man. Always asking questions to ensure things were done correctly.

“I feel as though it’s rather justified.” His hands helped guide her waist, grinding into him with a tad

Everyone harbors different hungers, and for the right partner Lucifer will shed his dominance .

Now he reclines, dark frame taut and trembling, thick cock slick in [READER]'s fast, relentless strokes.

"You're cruel tonight. . ."

#NSFWRP

♤ i shall try to do as many as i can, and i will be selective!

that you’ve kept your onlyfans job. But it’s what you enjoy so I haven’t been very forward in having you shift careers.”

Clearly he was A little jealous. His words carried more weight than he’d let on.

“But where would you want my markings? Have you thought through their placement?”

His arms stretched out wide to accept her into his lap. Fingers curling into the fold where her waist met those thick thighs.

“And I’m saying that I much prefer to keep you for myself.”

His voice was low. Practically a growl. Shaking their bodies as she kissed and danced.

“I hardly enjoy

Much better~. He thought to himself, listening to the song she sung.

His name never sounded sweeter.

He’d suckle on her clit. That long tongue slipping from his lips to invade her core.

Dexterous. Capable. Perfect.

It’d slink inside, grinding the ribbed roofing of her pussy.

Daring her to cum

shoulders.

She was pinned. Arms trapped legs, wrapped around his head as he kept her lower half suspended.

“Countless women would beg for this treatment.“

His mouth suctioned tight to her clit. Slurping her juices up like an addictive cocktail.

Sudden chains shot from the ceiling, twisting and warping around her arms. Before dragging her down onto her back.

Lucifer sat up, wiping the juices from his face, tossing his hair back from his eyes.

“You know. you complain far too much.”

His hands gripped her waist, tossing her thighs onto his

carefully over her next choice of words.

The wrong ones could have this escalate far beyond saving.

“To have weak mortal hands on you? Gripping and grabbing at you? You knowing full well they can’t provide what you seek?”

"Oh really?”

It wasn’t hard to make Lucifer jealous. The right situation with the right person would be more than enough to set him off.

However, the difficulty came in him showing it.

He could go cold, stoic. Hiding his emotion behind a veil.

“And is that what you’d want?”

She’d best think

Oh the plans he had for her.

It’d been a while since he played the overstimulation game.

Maybe he should.

She could have bent back down if she wanted.

It was her choice.

Sink into the pleasure he provided? Or enjoy the taste of his precum soaking against her tongue?

Unfortunately the illusion of choice was quickly shattered once his arms wrapped around her thighs.

Locking her in place.

the moment she dropped to her knees.

But she moved quickly. As if knowing once he got his hands on her, the show would be over.

“I’d offer you a spot on stage if I was keen on sharing your talents.”

His eyes remained on her. Acting as if she was the only thing in that mattered in this world.

Which wasn’t too far off from the truth.

Every movement so enchanting. All of it so alluring.

Like a siren call. Drawing him further into his hypnotic trance.

His hand began to reach for her

If she asked, he’d tell.

Lavenza would have to choose her words wisely though. He’s known to bend the truth.

forcing her weight backwards, making her sit on his face.

The man had no need for air.

Unfortunately due to their size difference. She couldn’t taste him anymore.

around his shaft.

Lucifer was not an easy lay. Standing at a firm 10 inches with the ability to change shape and form.

He could be extremely intimidating to manage.

Yet it never deterred her. In fact, it seems to invigorate her.

Such a pretty little size queen.

His hands gripped her waist,

She could be so aggressive with him.

As if she’d forgotten he was the devil. That he had the ability to make her vanish with the snap of his fingers.

He wouldn’t. . . but he could.

“And who are you to claim own-.”

His words stopped short. A grunt escaping his lips once he felt hers wrapping

Music began to play in the background.

Something she could perform to instead of trying to make a rhythm up in her head.

“So no routine?”

A raise of the eyebrow showed his joking mannerisms.

He had a hard time holding back his quips, even if they would get him into trouble.

Lucifer knew she didn’t need one. Her beauty and talents weren’t something he’d ever complain about.

And she already had him enthralled.

How funny. The change of perspective from first impression to now.

Was there a world his charm didn’t work on that fateful night?

A realm he hadn’t been lucky enough to sneak into her heart.

the rod. Inches at a time being added to its length.

It’s beauty turning to something far more intimidating.

“How crude. . .”

He inspected the writing.

“And I doubt it’s very character accurate either.”

“Lavenza!”

His voice raised as if embarrassed. Like she hadn’t seen it before.

Honestly it was more so the shock. The lack of control that he had.

He loved when she used free-will. Something about it was always so enticing.

His cock bounced while she tried to write. Blood rushing quick to the

“That one?”

He asked, pointing to a dancing pole directly behind her.

It was not there just a second ago.

But he’d let the conversation lull into something more simple. Affection was easy for them. Some other feelings. . . Those were not.

“Do you have a routine planned?”

She clearly was in no mood to talk.

He didn‘t blame her. If she shoe was on the other foot he would surely be acting the same way.

They had a lot in common. From two different worlds. Far different up brings.

Yet their mannerisms almost mimicked.

He let her lead the way. Taking his seat.

wildly in her touch. Begging for attention.

“And I’d also heard the people that attend these events are rather pent up. Seemed like an absolute win.”

He teased, trying to rile that jealousy.

Under the Toga he was completely bare. Her hand quickly finding what she wanted.

That thick, dark, divine cock dripping precum against her skin. Heavy balls full of that seed she loved to swallow.

“I just thought a God such as the one I’m dressed. wouldn’t wear undergarments.”

That rod throbbed