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"ALASTOR, JUST LEAVE!" Lucifer screamed, horns growing from his head, tail swiping angrily across the sheets. His voice ricocheted ducks off the shelves, piling all over the floor. He watched as the commotion knocked one of his family portraits off the wall, hitting the ground with a loud smash. Shards of glass surrounded the door, portrait bending against the frame. Tears began welling up at the sight of the semi-ruined portrait of him, Lilith, and Charlie.
"S-Shit," Lucifer cursed to himself and sat up fully to look around at the mess of his room. His tears messily flowed down his face as he stepped out of bed, walking over to inspect the portrait. Of course this happened to him. All he does is fuck up anything he interacts with.
He began picking up the shards of glass. The prescience of Alastor was still strong behind the door, but Lucifer didn’t care enough anymore to do anything about the prick.
"May I come in, Lucifer?" Alastor's voice seemed soft, losing the radio feedback it usually held.
___Alastor offers to help Lucifer with his wings, but it leads to something a little bit more...sensual.
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17 Dec 2025
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"I don’t want this," I whispered, but my body betrayed me, trembling under his touch.
"Not yet, but you will. Because you're mine now, Nari. Mine to touch, mine to keep," His fingers trail up my thigh, paying no mind to my flailing as he moved my dress further up. "And mine to break over and over again until you realize the reality that you belong to me.”
His other hand cups my face, thumb gently brushing across my lower lip, and despite everything, they part slightly. I hear his sharp intake of breath.
"Perfect," he murmurs. "So fucking perfect."
"Please stop," I try summoning every ounce of authority I had left. "Baby, I'm serious. You can’t -!"
He silences me with his mouth.
Bookmarked by pink2green
16 Dec 2025