Mr. Devil (18+)

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I watched his retreating back as he walked down the sidewalk. Reaching up, I let my fingers dance across my swollen lips.

After a few moments, I regained my composure and chased after him. His shoulders were squared back and he was very tense. I didn't want to push him so I just allowed the day to continue in silence.

The memory of our kiss raced in my mind as we ran our errands. I found myself staring at the toilet paper in the store as I let my imagination roam. My fingers reached for my lips again, just to see if they were still swollen. I can still feel the fire in my veins from the passion. Feeling wetness seep through my underwear, I pulled my hands away from my lips and tried to keep my mind occupied on the toilet paper in front of me.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood as I felt Cerb's eyes on me. I turned my head to look down the aisle and there he stood. His dark eyes looked hungry. The tattoos peaking from the neck of his shirt doing nothing to quell my desire. He lifted his head slightly into the air and took a deep breath, closing his eyes. I could hear his growl from where I stood a few feet away. When his eyes reappeared, they looked even darker than before.

He stalked toward me and I turned back to the toilet paper, trying to focus. I felt his presence behind me before I felt his fingers run up my arms. My skin boiled as he made his trail. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he leaned down, letting his lips brush my ear. "What are you thinking about?" He whispered.

Chills covered my arms, despite the heat I felt inside. "You should know, you can read my mind."

"I can hear your thoughts, not see what you imagine." His hands gripped my hips tightly and pulled them back against him. I felt his hard length against my back. Gasping, I grabbed his forearm in surprise.

His lips lightly grazed my neck as my head rolled back to meet his shoulder. I heard the light moan escape my throat. "You're too perfect not to ruin," he whispered against my skin.

Then, as quickly as he had appeared, he was gone.

I felt the cold hit my back at the loss of his heat.

I felt anger surge forward. He's playing with me. Grabbing a pack of toilet paper angrily, I threw it in the cart next to me.

I looked up and locked eyes with someone once again. Lucifer stood before me, eyes angry.

"Lucif-"

"Why do you smell like that?"

"Like what?" I played stupid.

He stalked toward me until our bodies were a breath away. He leaned down and ran his nose along the vein in my neck. "Aroused."

The low growl in the back of his throat had a shiver running down my spine. My throat bobbed as I swallowed. "I don't know what you're talking about."

I wasn't prepared for this. To be ambushed in a supermarket.

He moved back a single step. I moved around his body to continue shopping, but as I moved, I could still feel his presence behind me. I reached out to grab a package of paper towels and I saw Cerberus round the corner of the aisle we were in. He stiffened as he made eye contact with Lucifer.

"Lucifer," he growled.

"Hello, Cerberus."