The Sandman x Reader - Neil Gaiman (Lucifer x you x Dream)

03: Lucifer Morningstar & The Music Box

<<Light Bringer, I do not believe this is necessary->> Dream said, a frown evident in his features.
<Nonsense, Morpheus. They deserve a good, caring hand to scrub them over... Rather than beat them up like you were so obviously attempting to do so..> Lucifer scowled at him but with a wry, snake-y upturn to their lips.

Dream mumbled something but turned away but held his attention upon yourself and Lucifer although Lucifer had taken you behind a curtain and out of his sight already. Dream followed Mazikeen away to wherever it was Lucifer had him plotted to be.

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Lucifer had asked of you to strip down but you refused out of modesty and... fear of judgement.

<There will be no judging here, I promise. If you are worried for you bottom half, you would not need to undress the area, only your bust will I need to tend to. There is that vile liquid all over your chest and presumably inside your cleavage... Am I correct?> Lucifer asked you softly, their gentle hand came to rest on the left side of your face and stroked a caring thumb over your callouses and jawline.

  "Okay..." You agreed. Nodding softly into their touch. "..Yeah, you're right." You checked your chest over and saw what they had put into question. There was indeed the vile blackness seeping boldly into the contrast of your (colour skin) skin.

The moment of you practically nuzzling their hand and Lucifer simply holding your face in one hand was something that can only be described as heart warming.Lucifer had seemingly stopped working, their breath hitched and they had ceased rubbing their thumb over your cheek and was now awfully hypnotised by your awestriking eyes. Their eyes too became larger as you watched Lucifer patiently and with something close to innoccence lingering in your features. Lucifer had never seen such purity... Not so up close, at least.

And Lucifer wanted it. They wanted to keep it, to hold it close and not let go.

However, the moment was ruined by Dream yanking the curtain back and staring down upon yourself and Lucifer - the tender moment gone in the blink of an eye - Dream fuming, reached for your wrist and once you were in his grasp he pulled harshly... So harshly in fact it made a physical crunch.

He felt the bone move out of place, practically splinter in his hand.

Lucifer leapt to your defense, their wings protrude outwards and he set a pillar of fire alight - causing Dream to jump back - it seperated you from him. Lucifer guided you safely behind him and allowed their wings to engulf you for protection.

There was literal fire in Lucifer's eyes. <You HURT them. How could you?! Do you really not care for anything other than your... TOOLS?!> They breathed and before Dream could even muster a defensive response, Lucifer wailed another cry of anger, this time stomping and causing a crackle of fire to wrap his leg like a serpent of flame, Dream threw his sand at it and put it out. <HUMANS ARE DELICATE. And a creature so pure as this, how you could defile such a being is beyond evil.. And I, I of all beings, know. Evil.> They spat his name after and puffed their chest out, eyes casting down over their nose at Morpheus.

Finally, he caved. His brows drew together but he stood from his knelt position and said, <<Be the way you wish. I will return for them. They are but a dream walker. If they stay too long, you know as well as I that they will not return to the living or to the pure...>>

He left through the gates of Hel with the guidance of one of Lucifer's lower demon monarchs.

Lucifer turned on their heel quickly and asked, <Are you alright?>