Richard Speight jr. / Gabriel Imagines

Visitation • Lucifer

You checked once more if all igredients were alright and all candles were lit up. You stepped to the bowl that stood on the desk in Men of Letter's bunker. Grabbing your silver knife, you cut your palm and let the blood drip into the bowl. Swiftly you covered the cut with a piece of fabric.

"Alright. ..Et ad congregandum...eos coram me." you said and waited before someone coughed behind you.

"Hello my love." Crowley smiled at you happily his Scottish accent roaring through the room. Motioning with your hand that he can sit down, you cleaned the bowl and candles. You poured a glass of whisky and handed it to him. You sat on the opposite chair, facing him a bit nervous.

"What can I do for my favourite angel?" he sipped from the whisky, licking his lips. You rethough once again what you want to ask him then gave it the shot.

"I know this is gonna sound crazy but, can you take me to Hell?" you asked, shifting in your place. He looked up to you furrowing his eyebrows.

"Of course I can." he answered proudly. Now comes the harder part. "To Lucifer?" you added almost whispering. He sternly looked into your eyes and you already knew this was a bad idea.

"Come again? You want go down there, to see the evilest thing in the whole universe?!" he raised his voice.

"He is not- whatever. Can you?'' you questioned him.

He shook his hand, standing up, "I can't." he said simply. You sighed and rolled your eyes, "Can't or won't Crowley?" you stood up as well.

He turned to you hands in his pockets, "You know it's a suicide love." he stated. Hopelessly you moved your hand to his cheek, cupping it and caressing it with your thumb.

"Please Crowley, I've never wanted anything from you, just this. I am begging you, take me to my fallen angel." you looked at him with your tearful (your eye/c) eyes. Sorrowfully he removed your hand but still holding it. "If you really want it I'll take you to him." he kissed your forehead and you closed your eyes, feeling two tears rolling down your cheeks.

"Thank you." you mumbled, opening your eyes looking around for Crowley who was gone.

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You were making your way to the deepest part of hell with Crowley by your side. Nervous as hell you grabbed Crowley's sleeve still looking ahead of you. Screams were heard all around you, torches flaming on the walls making a bit light in the dark alley. You approached a big cage with sigils drawn on it. Darkness and empty space behind it making you feel so tiny and powerless. You still clung onto Crowley who was frowning. "I still think it's a bad idea." he commented.

Your eyes were just staring at the big, dark cell afraid to even blink 'cause if you did you would appear back in your bed and all of this was just a dream. "Just do it." you murmured feeling your side empty when Crowley zapped himself somewhere else.

Impatiently you waited for something to happen, anything. You closed your eyes and sighed but your breath was cold, even though you were in Hell the space around you turned cold. Gazing up the sigils were glowing red and a squared line around the cage flamed up as high as the cage itself. The flames lowered and you saw dark silhouette of a figure with red glowing eyes. You inhaled sharply, stunned, and speechless, didn't believe it's really happening.

Tears were forming in your eyes rapidly when the figure walked up closer to the cage. You've never believed you'd see him again after 6000 years of trying to get to Hell. They banished you from Heaven for trying and failing to find a way to his kingdom.

Stepping closer to the fire, your legs felt like jelly. His hands gripped the bars, his eyes still flaming red. Lucifer's furious face showed, full of hatred but softened when he saw you, standing there before his cell almost shaking from happines also sadness and with tears strained face. He exhaled sharply.

"(Y/n)?" he whispered. You smiled weakly at him.

"Hello Samael. It's been so long." his eyes closed when you called him by name he hated but loved how it comes out from your mouth. No loathfully or hatefully, but softly and lovingly.

"How did you get in here?"

"I've been trying to get here for over 6000 years and I was banished from Heaven for that and... I've killed many angels, too many so I'm not allowed in there anymore.". you explained as Luci was frowing sadly.

"They di- Wait. Where are your wings?" he looked at you sternly. Your sight fell to the ground afraid to look into his eyes. "Where are your wings!?" he raised his voiced making you jump a bit.

"They cut them off!" you screamed pulling your shirt up and showing your back. Two big scars on your shoulder blades with purple-blue bruises around them. You felt ashamed that you had to show him your damaged back. Pulling your shirt down sadly and facing Lucifer again, he was leaning against the bars, single tear rolling down his face.

"I'm so sorry..." his hoarse voice spoke.  The fire around his cage started fading away until there were just burned out lines. You were shocked didn't know where to look first. You glanced at Crowley behind you who had horrified expression and started running down thr stairs.

"STOP!" you screamed at him and he stopped immediately. "Go..." you mouthed but he gave you doubtfull signal. You looked at him sternly and he made himself disappear. Lucifer snapped his fingers and you appeared before him. His cold hand cupped your cheek and his blue orbs full with happines were observing your face hasn's seen in a very long time.

"You are so beautiful. You haven't changed." he smiled as you leaned into his touch. How you missed his rough hands carresing your soft skin.

"I- I.. You..." you couldn't find any words to say as you were stunned that you're standing next to him. He leaned in and placed his lips onto yours. You melted under his touch, the kiss wasn't rough but gentle. Soon you felt salty taste of tears but they weren't yours.

You tried to pull away but he hugged your back, rubbing your shoulder blades.

"I love you so much and I'm gonna show you." he groaned.

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Part. 2 smut soon! ;)