Lucifer Morningstar X Reader ONESHOT

Powerplay pt2

Your thoughts rang and fought in your mind. You pondered over how you'd gotten yourself to come here in the first place.

"Oh relax, I'm not going to kill you or do anything that won't benefit me or you in any way." He started talking breaking the awkward silence between you two.

Narcissistic

The doors opened revealing a large room.

"Ever heard the story of the boy who loved his reflection so much that he fell in the water and drowned?"

"Yes. I pushed him. Quite funny actually, dad was telling me off for days after that," he spoke not noticing you as you walked towards the large glass window. He walked to his bar that was decorated with alcohol on the shelves.

"He cared about you precious things so killing you didn't exactly sit well with him....."

You'd zoned out when lucifer was talking. You'd been mesmerized by how beautiful the room was. The colour wasn't mismatched just pure perfection.

Everything was black and silky and leathery. It all surprisingly blended well together. In the corner were sliding doors that seemed to lead into his bedroom. You walked outside to the balcony and took in the view of LA.

Even though you'd seen it more times than you could count the overwhelming feeling still engulfed your body.

"Beautiful," you whispered under your breath

"Yes I know"

Lucifer had made his was onto the balcony. He he handed you a drink as he continued talking. "Dad was a against how you humans acted in a place called the City of Angels but on the other hand dad doesn't want to be an enabler'"

"Your dad? Who is he?" You questioned him taking a sip of your drink.  The way he spoke made it seem like his dad was the president or someone of grave importance.

"Someone you know very well, trust me," he said as he took a sip out of his drink as well.

"Now onto business."

He made his way closer to you and pushed your hair back from your face.

Unexpectedly, your cheeks didn't display a deep Crimson shade. Instead your body felt a surge of energy upon his touch. You didn't know what it was but is sure made you feel more powerful. And not in the business kinda way. In the more 'dominant in the bedroom' way. But you couldn't let him see that you were susceptible to his charm.

"Oh Lucifer," you said pushing his hand aside I'm not that easy to get. You walked back inside flaunting your hips from side to side. You took a seat on his black leather couch and put both your arms on either side of the top of the couch.

You were both fully aware of the mind games that were being played.

"Oh? I'm up for a challenge," he stated as he walked inside.

"A challenge? Really? You mustn't take me for another one of your submissive women. I'm worth more than a toy prize for a man who thinks of sex as a game."

"Smart with your words. But this isn't a game."

He came up to you, pulled you up once again and started unzipping the back of your dress (he came up to you pulled you up once again and started unbuttoning the crisp white shirt under your jacket)

You picked up his chin with your finger, looked him straight into his pricing brown eyes and smirked.

"You're playing a dangerous game Lucifer,"

He pulled you in smashing his chest against yours and smirking he whispered in your ears his hot breath hitting the lobes.

"I invented danger darling"

You could practically hear his smirk. Before you knew it his hands were on your waist and his lips on yours. You smirked on his lips clearly indicating that you were up for his little challenge.

His kisses were deep and intoxicating. They sent engulfing waves through your body over and over again. You'd yearned for a man who knew how to handle you and finally you had one.

By the second his kisses got deeper and more passionate. There was something about them that's was worth craving for. His hands moved up to your shoulders pulling your clothes off. Exposing your half naked body. In turn you'd already stripped him down to his underwear. He pushed you on your back onto his bed lined with silky black sheets, his body pressed on yours.

You found yourself immersed in a whole new world with whole new feelings. He moved from your lips to your jawline nibbling after every passionate kiss down to your neck markings you like some sort of animal. You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself. You wanted to drown yourself in the desire. But not just yet.

You could hear his deep growls as he marked you down your belly to your thighs. He clearly enjoyed himself. So did you.

You arched your back and tried not to whimper as he brought himself back up and pushed his legs between yours and hard at your sex. You tried.

"Aha so you do have a weakness."

You simply stared at him and smirked

"What? Did I finally capture your--"

Before he could finish his smug sentence, you flipped him so that he lay under you. You sat on him, put both palms on his bare chest and held him down.

He looked up at you in surprise.

"I told you I'm not a submissive woman ," you retaliated.

He his hands slowly travelled to your shoulders, caressed your neck and pulled you down for another kiss. You smiled at his actions but was soon taken into this electric new world again.

"I beg to differ darling," he whispered once more.

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You woke up naked in a tangle of black sheets. You quickly realise that you had succumbed to his will. He made you into a submissive woman. No one had ever given you a night like Lucifer did. You vaguely start to remember the events of the previous night. Your face flushed a deep shade of red as you remembered what had happened for hours and hours.

Beside you, Lucifer was still deep in his slumber. His hand was under your head and his other hand wrapped around your waist. His legs were tangled with yours beneath the sheets.

You wanted to sink in deeper into this new adventure. His passion consumed your insides leaving you wanting more. Needing more.

He squirmed as the sun hit him on his perfect face. You turned to face him and buried your face deep in the crevice of his neck.

"You are one tough woman to break. But never doubt the power of the Devil himself."

You giggled at his comment. His metaphorical way of talking made your conversations more interesting.

You drew circles oh his chest and took in in the newfound sensation of waking up to a man who is just right for you.