Why Lucifer Rebelled Against God

You Probably Deserve Everything Bad That Happens to You

Another feast was held, to honor Michael, Lucifer, and Jibril victory. Fine foods and fancy drinks served in another one of Yahweh's palaces. During his speech at the beginning of the occasion, Yahweh described Lucifer as "a better son than I deserve". Throughout the formal proceedings, Jibril clutched Lucifer's hand. Her glances, filled with unbridled joy and anticipation, were reminiscent of a child eagerly awaiting the moment to unwrap a present before them.

They opened one present each from their respective new mountains of gifts. With Lucifer once again opening a container of synthetic life. Inside it was a deer-like animal made out of semi-transparent material. Though it didn't particularly captivate him, he wanted to display gratitude to its giver, Araton.

Approaching Lucifer, the duelist said, "You don't have to feign appreciation. I'm not a sore loser. In fact, I'm genuinely happy for both of you. My gift was mostly a gesture to show there are no hard feelings between us." Araton embraced Lucifer and gave an acknowledging nod to Jibril. She wasn't having any of that stiffness, and drawned him into a friendly hug.

"You'll make a lucky girl very happy one day" she said, guilt over rejecting him flooding back.

"Don't focus on me, enjoy the evening and each other's company"

Admirers were left disheartened when Lucifer not only offered Jibril the first dance but every subsequent one as well. Asherah drank herself into a state of embarrassing inebriation. Her participation in the evening's singing contest only drew more attention due to her dreadful performance. Lucifer began to suspect that her loud, off-key singing might have been more strategic than he initially thought. With all eyes on the spectacle that Asherah was creating, Jibril discreetly took the opportunity to lead Lucifer into a private quarter. She locked the door behind her as they entered one of the palace's many bedrooms.

Her lips were on his, then he felt her breath on his neck. Hungry hands explored his body, and pulled off his clothes. "I've been dreaming about this moment since we were kids"

He held her tight, kissed her neck. "You're so damn sexy!" he whispered into her ear.

She blushed, and looked down on the floor. Loving the complement, but feeling unworthy of it. Having always thought of herself as cute, or pretty at most. "I'm not sexy"

"Yes you are! You're not fooling anyone. I'm telling you, you're sexy" he gently yet hungrily rejoined their lips. Lucifer caressed her legs and then the area between them. They stood like that for a while, allowing him to excite her for what was to come. Then Jibril pulled up her hand. She threw herself backwards, falling onto the bed, pulling him with her. She needed more, and she needed it now.

Grabbing a handful of his hair, she let long imprisoned words escape "I love you! I've loved you for so long". His fingers went inside her again, she gasped. Lucifer caressed her down there for a long time, the signs of pleasure on her face were gifts of gold.

"Ah! I can't take the wait. I want you inside me!" Jibril bit her lip.

"Not yet" he teased, kissing her chest while he kept fingering her clit. Then lowered his head, to down there, licking her cunt.

"Ah! Lucifer, you're so good at this. More!" After she came from what he did with his mouth, only then did he pull out his cock. Sliding into her, she looked like she could have died from pleasure and satisfaction at that moment.

After their intimate moment, they held each other close. He tenderly kissed her forehead. "Every part of my skin that isn't touching you is envious of the parts that are. I feel like I can't get close enough to you," she murmured.

"You're more than any man could hope to deserve."

"Did you truly not see how I felt about you?" Jibril asked.