Daughter Dearest

thirty-nine ☆

The food portions had been small and the food had been mediocre at best. . . Which was disappointing for the price Lucifer paid for it all.

Venus wasn't upset about it at all, even making a joke that she had 'had worse on Pietro's first and last cooking night', but he still felt bad. He wanted to make it up to her. . . Somehow.

So, he took her to the movies. . . And the driver tagged along and sat a few rows ahead so that no trouble would come their way. . . Yet the two walked out forty minutes into the two hour movie, because it sucked.

It was so unbelievably bad, she believed for a moment that Valentino had written the script, based solely on the fact that Angel Dust had mentioned the moth overlord was probably the worst script writer in all of Hell.

The driver didn't notice they left, so they just went back to the limo while they waited for the movie to end. . . The man would notice sooner or later and be out to take them home.

"Sorry it wasn't better. . . I had the whole evening planned and none of it went as planned." Lucifer sighed out, a deep frown gracing his features.

"I thought it was nice just spending time with you, hearing about your life before the fall. . . I had a nice time, Lucifer." Venus grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes.

"Really?" He questioned skeptically.

She nodded in response.
Lucifer wasn't sure if it was the wine from dinner in his system or the sparkle that hadn't left her eyes that fueled his actions, but he pulled her closer to him and captured her lips in a sweet kiss.

He was pleasantly surprised when she reciprocated it immediately, adjusting her position for comfort; her hands finding their way to his hair just as they did before. . .

Sure straddling him was a compromising position for both of them, but it was more comfortable than her past position with her shoulder digging into the seat in an uncomfortable way.

The kiss broke and their foreheads pressed together lightly, Lucifer's hands sat firmly on her hips, just above the bunched up fabric.

(Y'all might wanna be careful. . . Like, almost the entirety of this chapter is pure SEX. . . Full disclosure, I've never done the deed in a car, so let's just pretend it's okay.)

Venus found herself subconsciously searching for friction with the dampness beginning to pool in her newish panties. She exhaled shakily, feeling Lucifer grow hard beneath her.

"This wasn't planned, but I wouldn't be opposed to it if you were okay with it." He somehow said calmly, his grip tightening on her hips.

"I'm more than okay with it. . . After all, we know each other now - I think we deserve it." Her hands left his beautiful blond hair, trailing down his chest, undoing the clasps on his coat as she went, until her hands reached his belt which she undid with ease.

"Unfortunately, we have to be quick. . . Wes will notice we're gone soon enough." Lucifer breathed out as Venus sat back slightly and pulled his cock from the confines of his pants, stroking it a few times before leaning forward to kiss him passionately.

"I'm alright with that." Venus whispered, feeling one of his hands snake beneath the bunched fabric of her dress, finding the soaked spot immediately.

He easily ripped the panties off of her, missing the quiet whine that escaped her as the sound of ripping lace met the enclosed space.

She casted the quick contraceptive charm to avoid any issues.

A moment later she gasped as he stretched her open in a new position, a mix of pleasure and pain shooting through her body that made her head feel fuzzy.

Lucifer moaned lowly as he filled her, lowering her onto him as he bottomed out. He stayed still for a moment, allowing her time to adjust to him as he slid his arms around her back to hold her.

Lucifer shivered as Venus's walls clenched around him, gently moving his hips to see if she was in pain. She squeezed his shoulders, letting out a sound of pleasure that ripped straight through his core.

He finally started to thrust into her from below, groaning as he pulled out and stuffed himself back in, unable to be still any longer. He set a pace that made her want to drool. He went deeper each thrust, pulling her onto his cock with his grip on her full hips.

"Is this what you wanted?" He asked with a low growl, his eyes roaming her parted mouth and heavy eyelids.
Venus cried out as he slammed into her the deepest he had yet, piercing her cunt as he nudged her g-spot.

It was forcing her to see stars as he kissed her jawline.

"I'm gonna-" Venus whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulder blades.

Lucifer let out a chuckle as he watched her with awe. The put together woman, coming undone on Hell's greatest dick. Her eyes rolled back into her head, unable to form anything coherent as she felt the coil beginning to gain pressure within.

She snaked her hands into his gorgeous hair, pulling his head back as he let out a deep groan, encouraging him as he slammed his hips into hers.

"That's it. . ." He said as he slipped his hand down to play with her clit, his thumb expertly rubbing circles over her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Venus forced her eyes open to look at him, his jaw clenched as he thrusted in and out of her wildly, his eyes focused on her pussy as he watched himself fuck her with knitted brows.

She felt her whole body tense as her pussy locked around him, her thighs trembling as she cried out his name. Sinners passed by, glancing at the limousine but she couldn't care less.

"Fuck!" He gasped as her cunt clamped around him. He growled something unintelligible as his thrusts became erratic and sloppy, stopping as he rammed into her a final time, shooting his load into her.

(Sorry for that. . . That got NASTY. . . Y'all are safe now.)

They stayed together for a few minutes before removing themselves from the situation and cleaning up. Thanks to a little magic, the smell of their extracurricular activities left the limousine and they themselves were mostly back to normal. . .

Aside from Venus, who was now commando because someone decided to pocket the torn red lace fabric like a prize.

"So, your favorite color is blue?" He questioned with a sly grin as Wes approached the limousine.

She choked on her saliva. "Shut it, Luci." She gasped, smacking his arm gently. It wasn't the most ideal first date, but they sure did go out with a bang.

(I'm sorry, let me shut up 💀)