It had been a long day at work....
Dumb assholes at every turn that you had to throw out of the club, always thinking they could take you because you were a woman.
Pfft.
Little brains and even smaller testicles.
Being a female bouncer always gave you trouble, especially with guys who judged you by your size and gender.
But your reputation has followed you from your hometown, and you hoped your sins didn't follow.
You used your key to open the door to your apartment. Took a minute because the door was old, but eventually the key turned.
You took off you leather jacket and set it on the couch before heading to the kitchen for a beer.
As you walked the the next door, you looked up and dropped your beer, the sound of shattering glass filling the room.
Sitting in the corner of your bedroom was the Lord of Hell, the archangel Lucifer.
His legs were carelessly draped over the side of a chair, and he was twirling what looked like a small knife.
Wait.
THE small knife.
"Did you really think you could escape me, Kitten?"
He placed the knife on the table beside him and readjusted so he was facing you. Those lapzul eyes of his burned a firey red and he smiled.
"You can never escape your past."
A lump was stuck in your throat, and you were frozen.
"Such loyalty to those you love. And I know that first hand, dont I (y/n)?"
He stood and walked toward you slowly, snickering.
"Dont you remember?"
The light in his eyes twinkled with mischief as he lifted your hands into your line of sight.
Covered in blood.
You screamed, falling to the floor, and wiped them, but the blood was gone.
Lucifer laughed.
"You even took the life of someone else for me, didn't you?"
Squatting down beside you, he lifted your eyes with a finger below your chin.
"You cant run from love, dear."
He was right.
You loved him.
And it was the worst thing you ever did.
He told you there was someone out to kill him, and knowing you were dangerously loyal, he gave you a small blade spelled to never leave evidence.
You killed the man.
But that was before you knew this terror as the devil himself. When you did, you ran.
He smiled gently, the man you knew to be a cruel monster.
A tear ran down your cheek.
"Awe," he said, wiping it away ever so gently. "Why so sad, love?"
Losing the fight against yourself, you wrapped your arms around the devil and began to sob.
"Now, there there. Shhhhhh."
He rubbed your back and kissed your head.
"Im not here to hurt you. Im a changed man."
For now, you thought.
"Im here to love you for one last time."
Sitting back, you stared into his handsome face. Lucifer grinned, then snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, thunder clapped and it started to rain. You giggled, beginning to smile.
"You remembered?"
The angel cupped your cheek.
"You always liked storms."
Leaning forward, you pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss. Long fingers made their way into your hair as the kiss deepened into a heat of passion.
Both of you grew hungry, eagerly biting at each others lips.
You tugged at his shirt. Getting the hint, he pulled it over his head, pick you up and carried you to the bed.
Lucifer tugged off your jeans, and slid his hand up your thigh to your core.
You arced as the devil expertly teased you through your panties, digging his fingers into your clit and core as he rubbed you.
Soon, his hungry gaze went starving. His hands left your heat to rip apart your shirt, exposing a crimson lace bra that matches your underwear.
Licking his lips, he leaned down and sank his teeth into one breast.
One hand slid beneath your panties to rub your clit in circles while the other squeezed and pinched to other breast.
You whined, and the archangel pinned both arms above your head, rubbing his huge denim covered bulge into your core.
When you growled, he giggled.
"Kitten seems fiesta tonight."
You clicked your teeth at him before licking your own lips.
Seemingly having enough of teasing you, Lucifer kissed your stomach and ripped your panties off with his teeth.
You arched shamelessly when his hot tongue met your core, making you moan.
"L-Luci..... Agggh......"
His expert mouth sent you so close to the edges you almost thought you were gonna explode.
With one focal lick, the angel stood on his knees and unzipped his jeans.
He pulled himself out and pumped it a few times before lining up with your core.
A single powerful thrust mad you both grunt.
"Miss me?" he growled.
Grinning devilishly, you said,"Not yet. Make me"
The archangel growled and drug you to the edge of the bed,draping your legs over his shoulders.
He started slowly, but each thrust that went by was harder and faster the last.
Soon, you both were moaning in escasty. He pounded you, completely unafraid of inflicting pain.
His size stretched you painfully and pleasurably at the same time.
The tip of him grazed your g-spot and you arched.
"Lucifer! Do that again!"
Grinning like the devil he was, he changed the angle of his hips and drilled the sensitive buds inside of your body, almost making you scream.
You dropped your legs from his shoulders to his waist, and he slammed you against a wall, nailing the spot so perfectly you were seeing stars.
You came on him, but he continued to pound you. It wasnt long before another orgasm built up inside you and Lucifer began to swell.
Reaching out behind him, you slid your fingers between the invisible feathers of his broken wings.
Screaming your name, he cam so hard that's collapsed as he did.
Your orgasm joined his and you both slip down the wall.
Lucifer got up to leave,but you reached out and grabbed his hand.
"No. Wait. Stay. Hold me."
He smiled and sat beside you, pulling you close.
