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Lucifer, like the softie he was, had set up a small dinner table in the middle of his penthouse

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Lucifer, like the softie he was, had set up a small dinner table in the middle of his penthouse. He owed you dinner for helping him on a very difficult case, something to do with him being the devil. The two of you had eaten a meal he prepared, now drinking a glass of wine or two. The conversation turned serious; about the unique relationship growing between you, but like usual Lucifer doubted your feelings were true. He never used his 'special' trick on you, but maybe it was the only way to convince him.

"Ask me, Luci." You leant forward towards him, keeping eye contact.

"You told me not to." He leant back in his chair, taking a small sip as wine whilst he watched you. His other hand lay on the table, supporting his lean.

"It's okay, just ask me." You smiled placing your hand on his.

"Fine." He placed his wineglass on the table, leaning forward to match you. "Y/N, what is it you truly desire?" He eyes appeared to darkened, putting you in a trance and seeming to take control of your mind. 

Your mouth had a mind of its own. "You. Always you."

He looked at you in shock, linking your fingers together at the confession. "Well, that's a first."

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