Choice (Casifer/Lucifer!Cas x Reader)

Chapter 15 - It's For The Best

Warning: There is Smut in this chapter.

-At Mark's House-

Mark and the Winchesters stood shakily to greet Chuck.

"Uh, this is God?" Mark blinked rapidly, adjusting to the add-on to the situation.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Sam muttered, still staring in shock.

"If you don't mind, I prefer Chuck," Chuck said, chuckling slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Chuck, but where the hell have you been when we needed you?" Dean asked, tearing up from frustration.

Chuck frowned at Dean's question.

"Being a coward," he answered honestly.

"Well, ain't that the truth," Mark scoffed, running his hand through his hair.

"So, then, you obviously know what's going on. Amara, Lucifer, (F/N)?" Sam asked, gaping at Chuck in disbelief.

"Yes, I know-" Chuck was interrupted.

"So you want to put the human race in the hands of Lucifer?" Dean retorted.

"That part wasn't my doing. I have no idea where that prophet came from. I think the universe kind of just... got a mind of its own," Chuck shrugged, sighing.

"How does that even happen? You're GOD," Mark spoke up.

"I don't know. But maybe it's for the best, seeing as I've been rather neglectful of you guys..." Chuck trailed off.

"So, why'd you decide to show your face now?" Dean asked, confusion forming on his face.

"Well, seeing as I won't exist soon, I figured there was no use in hiding from Amara anymore. Lucifer and (F/N) are, uh, in the process of sealing their love," Chuck said awkwardly, furrowing his brows.

"Can't you stop it, for Christ's sake?" Mark shouted at him.

"There's no point. I think the world is better off with Lucifer and (F/N)," Chuck sat down on the stairs.

"Really? Lucifer, the cause of everything bad? Are you fucking insa-" Dean started.

The door blew open to reveal Amara on the front porch. She slowly approached her brother.

He gazed up at her.

"Hello, brother," she breathed.

"Hello, Amara. Do what you want to me, it'll all be over soon," Chuck stood up once again, expecting her to start fighting him.

Amara took a deep breath, her eyes watering up.

"I don't hate you, brother. I hate what you did to me. I don't see a point in fighting you if we'll cease to exist soon. I just want to talk," she said, taking Chuck's hand.

-In Hell-

Every inch of (F/N)'s (S/C) skin felt intensely sensitive as Lucifer caressed her and kissed down her collar bones to her breasts. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her. 

Lucifer grinded against her core as her legs widened for him. He kissed back up her jaw to her lips as she whimpered softly. She kissed him deeply, running her fingers through his soft hair.

She bucked her hips against his, making him grunt as he grew harder immediately.

Lucifer fumbled with unbuckling his belt and sliding it off himself, not breaking the heated kiss with (F/N).