Hazbin one shots

Lute x F!Reader ~ Second Meal !?

The house softly shook from the door being closed rather harshly.

That surprised you.

Who the heck would break into my house? It's heaven!

You tiptoed to your closet to grab a bat before creaking open the door to the living room.

Luckily, your soft and puffy socks limited the noise you made on the hardwood floor. It was dark. It was night in heaven, and you were planning to sleep, which was even worse.

A figure was turned away from you, doing something with their feet. You silently crept up on them.

With a rise of your bat, you swung.

Nothing happened.

"Really?" A voice you knew so well made you recognize this wasn't an imposter.

The bat was easily held by Lute, her grip

loose. It didn't even leave an impact.

You chuckled. "Oh! Lute, I thought you were an intruder..."

"Babe, I got today off," she explained, flicking on the lights with her other hand. "Now, can you let go?"

You forgot you still had your bat aimed at her.

"Whoops."

You moved it away from her and flipped it, setting it against the wall.

Your wings flapped in not knowing what to say.

Lute looked over, her face turning into a cocky and annoyed one. "I already ate. I want to talk to you."

She went to the room, so you followed.

To be honest, you were concerned. You guys haven't been talking or interacting much due to her job as a lieutenant. 

You lie down on the bed, stretching your wings. Lute was busy dressing into her fancy robe, which you found adorable on her.

"You look cute~," you tease, trying to light up the mood.

"That's not a word you should use to describe me," Lute responded, growling.

You clasp your hands together and put them against the side of your cheek. "Ah, but did I forget to say you're always cute?"

She didn't really react, just tensed her shoulders before turning around.

Your smile slowly turned down, and you felt even more nervous.

"I'm just worried about you," Lute confessed, walking up to your guy's bed and sitting on it.

You sat up, crawling on your knees before sitting right next to her. "You really gotta work on your communication skills."

Your wing wrapped around her body, and she seemed to relax. You took a good look at her face, which had eye bags, but it was flushed as well.

"I have been wanting to spend a night with you," Lute continued, her neck getting close to your ear, her voice hushed.

It made you shiver.

"Can I?" She asked, her mouth mumbling against your shoulder.

You nodded, swallowing from what she was suggesting. Lute began to kiss you slowly, getting closer to your earlobe. Once she got there, she worked her way back down. You gripped onto the sheets, whimpering from the heat pooling in your stomach. It's been so long— you craved her.