The Devil's Heart (SPN/Lucifer{18+}

"You Want Me" Lucifer

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I stood in the kitchen that morning, me squinting my eyes, me fixing me some honey water to help with my hangover.
"You look like crap."
Lucifer says rather bluntly.

"Well thank you jackass."
I sass him.

"You know you love me pookie."
Lucifer teased me.

"I forgot how much I hate hangovers."
I rubbed the bridge of my nose, as I stirred a glass of water, as I squirted honey into it, and once the honey was mixed into the water, I put some ice into the water to cool it.

"I cannot get drunk."
Lucifer says to me, him chuckling at my misery.

"Well good for you buttercup."
I sass him more, as I sip the honey water.

"Do you remember what I did last night?"
Lucifer asked me.

"You killed people with your magic you twatwaffle and those dudes that are after you are going to come to my home, and tear it up if you three duke it out here, and I can't have that."
I point at him, me squint-glaring at him.

"I told you if someone tried to spike your drink I would show no mercy.
You need to get used to me being the devil."
Lucifer scoffed at me, as he sipped his cup of coffee I made for him from my Keurig coffee pod maker.

"And I told you not to at the bar."
I retort back.

"I told you no promises."
He swallowed his sip of his coffee down.

"Do you even taste that?"
I ask him, me curious if he can even taste food at all, since he claims he's the devil.

He shrugged.
"I taste every molecule in food, and it's quite a bore, except for your cooking seems to appeal to me more than fast food."

I felt my heart quicken when he said he preferred my food I fix him.
"Um....thanks I guess."
I say in rather a flustered fashion.
"Neil always told me my cooking tastes like shit."

"He's dead now, so forget him."
Lucifer finished his cup of coffee, and holds out the white cup that has many Stitch's on it.
"Here."
I take the cup from him, and I started washing it, and once I rinsed it off, I set it to dry upon a cloth on the counter.

"It's been awhile since I made steaks on the grill, so I can fix that for supper tonight, so we'll have to go to Food Lion to get the steaks.
Walmart's meat is nasty."
I tell him, and he blinked at me.

"Steak?
Oh, you want me to eat part of a cow?"
He frowned at me.

"The sausage in the sausage and potatoes dish I made for you, is made of lips and asses of cows, and you didn't complain."
I sass him, and he glared at me.

"Humans are beyond vile in how they prepare their food."
Lucifer looked displeased I told him that information.

"Would you rather starve?"
I sass him next.

"Truthfully angels like me do not need to eat, but our vessels will die of starvation if we do not regularly feed it food."
Lucifer says to me, making me blink in shock at him saying that.

"Wait; so that body isn't yours?!"
I gape at him in shock.

"No it is not.
If I came before you in my real form, then your eyeballs would light on fire, and only empty burned pits would remain inside your skull."
I wince at what he said, me imagining it.
"I would rather you not endure that."
He gave me a serious look.
"I took the possession of a man's body, who lost his wife and baby.
Technically I tricked him to say yes to me, so I could make him my vessel."