Lucifer Fanfiction

John Decker (22)

"Darling? Are you alright?", Lucifer asked, confusion on his face at her tirery eyes but bright smile. He felt her nod against his chest and she pulled away slightly to speak.
"Its just my dad used to take me here when I didn't feel well or if I was going through something", she explained. Lucifer was baffled. He thought it through for a moment before answering.
"I mean... We can go back to the Penthouse if you want", he said softly, expression the care in his tone. She shook her head, replying to his question but also trying to shake the sobs that were currently troubling her.
"I w... I wanna stay...", she said shakily.

Lucifer nodded and led her to a spare booth in the corner of the cafe. Chloe sat down and he followed, pulling an arm around her waist in order to comfort her as he sat down beside her. She snuggled her face into his chest, relaxing at his warmth and the comforting silence as he played with her soft, blonde locks.

"What would you like to order?", Lucifer asked a few minutes later.
"Coffee and croissant", she mumbled into his chest, making him laugh. She was comforted by the vibration that went through her as she lay beside him.
"I'll be right back, darling". She nodded and he removed himself from beside her, making his way immediately towards the counter. After a small conversation with the woman behind it, he returned with two cups of coffee, a croissant and an odd looking tart. He smiled softly at her and she returned it when she had coffee in hand. Lucifer sat back down next to her, making her cuddle into his chest once again.

"I mean- Do you wanna talk about it?", he asked cautiously. She looked up at him with glossy eyes before suddenly finding the steam from the coffee cup in her hands very interesting. Figuring she was uncomfortable with the conversation, he kissed her forehead and whispered into her ear: "Its ok. We don't have to talk about it", while rubbing the side of her arm. She nodded but then sat up, reaching for the croissant on the booth' table.
"We can talk about. Just not here" she said quietly, urging him to ask more questions but he decided against it. Why would he ask her more questions if the situation made her uncomfortable?

"Can we actually go home instead?". She looked up at him, in the middle of bitting into the large croissant she had in her hand.
"Of course we can honey", he replied back, standing up and straightening his jacket before putting a hand in front of her, for her to take.

She took it, the crossing hanging from her mouth as she grabbed the coffee with her free hand. He lead her out of the door, heading straight for the corvet however he stopped her with a hand on the passenger door before she was able to proceed further. Chloe looked up at him, her expression completely lost.

"Let me help you with that", he explained, biting into the other side of her croissant that was still placed in her mouth. He pulled his mouth back from one side, causing it to tear in the middle, both of them ending up with part of it in their mouths now.
"Heyy... that's mine!" She complained, her eyebrows furrowed as she pulled her bit out of her mouth and jumped up to try and snatch his bit from him.

With the height difference, he chuckled, pulling the piece out of his mouth and he kissed her, pulling her waist towards him with his hand tightly. She hummed as he pulled away and he took another bite into the leftover croissant before licking his fingers and pulling open the passenger seat car door. Hopping in, Lucifer hurried around the car, grabbing the keys from his pocket and when he sat in the driver's seat, he placed them into the ignition and started the car. They took a short cut, making their way faster towards the Penthouse.

When they arrived, he parked the car in his favourite parking spot (only reserved for him) and he opened her car door, picking her up bridal style as he made his way up towards the elevator of the club. Heading into the elevator, the doors opened just as quickly and Chloe was carried into the Penthouse. She pulled out of his grip, kissing him quickly as she headed towards the bedroom to change into something more comfortable. He went his own separate way as he made his way to the bar, grabbing a glass and pouring himself a neat whiskey.

He sat down waiting for her to come in when she walked towards him from the bedroom, only in a black and red robe, a red 'L' embroyded into the side of its chest. Seeming intrigued, he sat forward, placing his drink on the table and made eye contact with her mischievous smirk and wild eyes.

"What do we have here?", he smirked, chuckling as he already knew where this was going to go. She walked further towards him and stopped as she sat on his lap. He now laid backwards, letting the sight in front of him play out. She grinded on him, making him groan as he held her hips.
"You know we can't have a real conversation when you're dressed like that", he said through groans.
"Don't talk then", she said, grinding onto him again as he rolled his eyes into the back of his head in pleasure.

He pulled off of his jacket, now tugging at the buttons of his white shirt. Lucifer kissed her fearlessly, gliding down her neck as she moaned softly into his skin. Before they could go any further, a gush of wind brushed upon them and Lucifer froze, now too annoyed to even look up and see who it is.

Author's note:

I feel like this story is no longer kid friendly. You're so welcome for the cliff hanger 😅☝