Lucifer's Loves

Part 6

Black and white lay gracefully over my skin, black contrasting sharply, and white almost blending in, saying I'm pale is an understatement, what was a normal pale when I lived on earth has changed to a corpse colour.
"Sir Draculorum, should I zip up your garment?" the maid asks timidly.
"Sure sweets," I reply, "this your first-day love?" I can feel her hands shaking as she grabs the zipper.
"Um yeas sire," she replies unsteadily.
"Well you can just call me Draculorum, I don't like the professionality of sire or sir. You have no reason to be nervous, I am harmless, and Lucifer may seem intimidating but he is a total beany bear,"
This makes her giggle softly, "well I guess it's time for you to meet up with the Lord," she is right. I breathe deeply gazing over my outfit. The black and white dress grabbing my curves gracefully, the black situated in the centre, with white on the sides of the floor-length piece. I know most humans are weirded out by the thought of a man in a dress, but how could you deny how I look? Fabulous. I am not one to be overconfident, but considering the looks Lucifer gives me. There is only one answer to how I appear.
I grab a hair ribbon and pull some hair back, the blue, yellow, and purple strands as vibrant and present as ever. Following the maid out the door and down the hall to Luce's dressing chamber. The door swings open and my other half appears, blood red suit complimenting his colouring and eyes.
"Well, you are the most divine thing I've ever seen," there is a primal hunger in his glowing eyes that sends a shiver down my spine.
"Clearly you didn't see yourself in the mirror you have in there," his low chuckles sounds and my cheeks flush "Well let us go do our required mingling, save your," I pause taking a breath, "thoughts, for later." I swiftly turn and start walking away from him, but only a few steps are taken before he catches up and squeezes my arse, "I wouldn't recommend doing that when we are out there, you never know who will see, or what I will inflict," I hear his breathing catch and his steps falter.

It is only an hour later when he grows impatient, bored by the constant business when all he wants to do is me. His words, not mine. Lucifer has this habit of whispering what is on his brain to me in public, and by his brain, I mean the brain down south. Yeah in public, we are currently in an important meeting with an ambassador from above, who is admittedly drawing on about economics that we have seen repeatedly, but he should still be respectful nonetheless.
"Any thoughts sire?" the short and pudgy man asks, clearly sucking up.
"Well I don't think that any traffic is needed, we have survived millennia without the humans or living. So I really do not have any interest in starting traffic, we are a separate realm of reality. Not a country." Luce waves his hand and the man disappears, "Well could have gone without his company, glad to see him gone though." Lucifer chuckles and pulls me closer, hoping the lack of people in the room will persuade me into certain sins he is known for.
"Luce, I hope you know that just because there are no people in here doesn't mean that you are getting any," he chuckles into my ear, then waves his hand again, I hear the door latch and lock, and the noise from outside silences. He put a charm on too, at least he remembered this time.
"How about that," he kisses my neck, a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Hm, I need some more convincing," I pull my hand through his hair messing up the braid.
He continues leaving kisses up and down my neck, moving from jaw to collarbone, I do have to say though you are on the right track," as the final words leave my mouth, he presses his hips upwards and his fingers unzip my dress. And now I'm uncomfortable going on. So I'm just going to say, we did not look so done up and proper when we got back to the Ball.
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