Daughter Dearest

forty-five ☆

Two years and a few months later. . .

“We have to get up.” Venus whispered from beneath the warm blankets. The low morning light seeped through the curtains, barely illuminating the room. She didn't want to wake up yet, but it had been Lucifer's alarm that woke her up. 

It was far too early. She could still hear the telltale sounds of Pentagram City's easternmost clubs, booming with the patrons that only came out at night. 

“Don't wanna.” He replied, burying his face in her chest as his grip tightened on her. 

She laughed quietly and settled in partial defeat, knowing he had three more alarms scheduled to go off any minute to effectively rattle the king awake. 

Venus ran her fingers through his messy blond hair as the room slowly got brighter, and sure enough, the second alarm went off and Lucifer reached over to shut it off immediately. 

“You told me there was something important you had to do today. . . You'll miss your opportunity if you don't get up, Luci.” She attempted to coax him into getting up. 

For the next few minutes she whispered all the things he could do. . . If he would just get up.

The third alarm went off, turning it off immediately, and he groaned, the sound muffled by her chest, causing her to giggle. One of her hands grabbed his jaw and gently forced him to look up at her. He was all sleepy looking as he stared up at her, but still handsome in the low morning light. 

“Good morning, Lucifer.” She said sweetly, kissing his forehead then both of his rosy cheeks. 

“Mornin’. . . You missed.” Lucifer pulled her closer and captured her lips with his, as he dragged one hand slowly down the curves of her body. He reached the bottom of the backside of her thigh and pulled her leg up so it would rest comfortably against his bare skin. 

“Do we have time?” She whispered questioningly as his hand then slipped between their bodies and he freed himself from the pajama pants he wore. 

“More than enough.” He replied, his thumb expertly finding her clit while his middle and ring finger slipped into her wet hole. 

Venus gasped, her quiet breaths quickening as he thrusted his fingers in and out of her, all while rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves. She was getting close. And then he stopped, pulling his fingers out and leaving her so close to the edge. 

“Tease.” She muttered, slightly annoyed at the lack of friction. 
Lucifer smirked and kissed her once again as he slipped his cock inside her. 

She moaned into their kiss as he lazily snapped his hips. 
He groaned and pulled her closer as if it were possible. “So beautiful, taking me like this first thing in the morning.” He muttered, watching as Venus's head fell back on the pillows. 

“Luci. . .” She moaned breathlessly, feeling that all too familiar building feeling in her gut. 

“I know.” He grunted in response, feeling himself grow closer as well. 

Venus felt herself come undone, the orgasm crashing through her like tall waves on a sandy shore. 
Lucifer came undone soon after, his cum coating her walls with that translucent white. 

They laid there for a moment, coming down from their highs before Lucifer opened his mouth. “Shower?” 

“I'll see you there.” She agreed as he slipped out of her and began untangling their limbs. 

★†★

“I have a few things to take care of today — are you sure you'll be fine handling things at the hotel with Charlie?” Lucifer questioned as Venus laced up her new boots. 

“I'll be fine, Luci. There's two new residents that Charlie needs me to process for her. It's nothing I haven't done before, my love.” Venus pecked him on the lips quickly before standing. “I'll be back at 5:00 sharp. It's date night.” 

“I know. Be safe, I love you.” He said. 
“I will, I love you too.” She replied with a smile. 

The hellish morning was red and sulfur smelling, just like it was every day. Venus could've had Wes drive her to the hotel, but she preferred to walk instead. She even left earlier so she would indefinitely be on time.

It was a thirty minute walk from Lucifer's home to the hotel. . . They usually stayed at the hotel in one of their rooms, but sometimes decided to spend the night elsewhere so as to not worry about Charlie or someone else walking in accidentally. 

Venus walked through the hotel doors with four minutes to spare and found her place in the back office where the two new resident files were already on her desk. 

She typed away on the computer for literal hours, getting the two residents set up in the system.

Then just as she was placing the paper files with the other dozen ones from over the last two years, Charlie appeared in the doorway. 

Charlie smiled brightly, seemingly more cheerful than usual. “Heeeeyyyyy Venus, I was wondering if you were done with processing those new residents yet?” She questioned. 

“I just finished, why?” Venus watched Charlie visibly brighten more. 

“You should take the rest of the afternoon off. I know where my Dad's taking you for date night and you deserve the extra time to go all out for him!” She beamed. 

Venus chucked and shook her head. “Work needs to be done here, honey, I can't leave just to look good for your dad. . .” She stared at Charlie for a moment, cocking her head to the side. “. . . You're hiding something.”

“What? Me? Hiding something? Psht, nooo! . . Alastor and I can handle the work — you just go make yourself even prettier for my dad while we all do the work! I'm not taking no for an answer!” 

Venus finally stood, knowing there was no point in arguing with the younger woman. “Fine. . . But I'll be working extra tomorrow to make up for the three hours.” 

“Hmm, we'll see! Now — go!” Charlie practically pushed Venus out of the office, urging her to leave. 

The Asgardian Princess checked her phone and discovered a new message from Lucifer. She smiled at the notification as she opened it. 

Just checking in on my favorite woman. I can't wait to see you tonight. ♡

Venus went back to Lucifer's place and took a long, hot shower, debating what color dress she would wear for the evening. 

Should it be black? Should it be some shade of red? Should she go off and wear blue like she rarely does, despite it being her favorite color?

It was then that an idea struck her mind and she smiled, rinsing the honey scented shampoo and conditioner out of her hair.