Obey Me! Smut and Sin

My Fallen Star

In my dreams, I find myself with a duet of brilliant white wings. My body clad in gold and alabaster. In my dreams, I'm flying in heaven, alone, happily dancing across streets of brilliant gold. Sometimes, these lovely dreams take a turn, though. One moment my feet flutter and flirt over the cold reflective surface of the gold-plated street; next, the warm radiant sun is blotted out by a whirling storm. My heart aches.

Beneath my feet, the street shatters like cold glass under molten marble. I've begun falling to Earth, watching the clouds- once white- shift to a deep grey. The wind is so cold, while I'm falling alone. However, this isn't the worst part of the dream. Heavy, black, cast-iron chains leap up from the world beneath the fog as I fall. They dig themselves deep into my wings, and the pain is unbearable. Then the pain burns through my back as my wings are ripped from my spine. That is when I wake up.

Tonight was different. While I was falling, the white feathers of six beautiful wings were tarnishing black beside me, descending from heaven, just out of my reach, Lucifer, unconscious. I cried out his name, knowing what was to come, the chains, the pain, but in my dream, it was too late for him. The chains never came because when my fingers finally slipped through his, just a graze between our skin- a barrage of arrows struck his chest. Then, I woke up.

I awoke, tears welled in my eyes. I stood up and rubbed free the sleep from my gaze, stepping out of my room and walking through the House of Lamentation, my mind still flooded by the image of Lucifer's falling form. Without thinking, I knocked on his door. I heard him stir from beyond it, the chair from his desk squeaking as he stood. The doorknob rattled, and the door opened.

I wrapped my arms around Lucifer's waist; he jumped up. "I- what are you doing?"

I'm typically so strong in front of him, but tonight, that strength shattered.

"Lucifer-" I choked up, unable to speak when I nuzzled into his body- tears running down my cheeks.

Lucifer sighed and ran his hand over my head, glancing out the door before quietly pulling me into his room. I felt him come down and reach his arms around the upper part of the rear of my thighs and lift me into his arms, making his way back to his desk and sitting me on his lap. I cried a little longer, having wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I felt him sigh, and wrap his arms around my back, stroking the onyx hair upon my head.

"Lucy," Lucifer said finally, with a soft chuckle, "Are you alright?"

I nodded into him and mumbled, "I'm sorry." I leaned back and held Lucifer's shoulders, "I just had a nightmare. It left me feeling anxious."

"Would you like to talk about it?" He asked in that calm way of his, and I nodded.

I chuckled, "I know it's silly," I dropped my gaze, "But you were hurt."

"Tell me more, Lucy." His hands were warm.

I looked at him and shook my head. "You fell," I looked down and fumbled with his coat.

"Is that all?"

My brows furrowed, and my eyes teared up again, silencing what I wanted to say. I averted my gaze, "I- I kept calling out to you. But you wouldn't wake up– and I– they–" I teared up again, for once being unusually vulnerable in front of Lucifer.

His eyes widened for a moment before he furrowed his brows and laughed, bringing his thumbs up to my cheeks and wiping my tears. I looked into those ruby eyes of his; he smiled so radiantly, "Pff- Well, aren't I glad I'm awake now." I blushed at his laugh and his smile.

I smiled weakly, intoxicated by his sweet and jovial expression; my voice was small, "I'm glad too."

He furrowed his brow, and smirked in a coy way, "Lucy, would you like a kiss?" I jumped a little when his palms pulled me closer to him. He brought his gloved hand to my chin and chuckled, "Actually, I don't think I'm going to give you a choice." He pressed his soft lips to mine, making my core jump against the coarse fabric of his pants. I blushed hard and rested my head on his shoulder.