You Can't Say No

Chapter Two - Saying Yes (WIP)

His lips startled me; they're so warm and soft that I almost forgot it was Lucifer behind them.

He leads me backwards until the backs of my knees hit the edge of the bed. He then pushes me down on the bed behind me, staring down at me with a smirk.

"Even though I, the devil, am controlling it, you just can't seem to resist this vessel. Or is it me you can't resist, hmm?"

I swallow hard, knowing the answer to his question but not wanting to admit it out loud. He raises an eyebrow at me.

"Oh? And why is that? Is it because you're scared of the truth?" Lucifer pauses, dropping his voice lower. "Or is it that you've secretly wanted me this whole time?" 

I bite down on my lip hard, trying not to whimper at how deep his voice is. He notices and snickers at me, causing me to tense up more.

"Oh come on, darling~ Why don't you just give in to me? You know I can give you all the things you've ever fantasized about. Even now, the things you want me to do to you are swimming around in your head, tearing you down."

Every single word that comes out of his mouth makes me lose control more. He's breaking me down until I can't say no, nor would I want to. At this point, I'm begging him to torture me even more.

In desperation, I grab the back of his head, bringing him closer so I can kiss him. Lucifer pulls my hips against his, and I wrap my legs around him as he picks me up. I put my arms around his neck and my hands in his hair. He shoves me against the nearest wall, grinding his hips against mine. I whimper at the feeling of his dick rubbing against my jeans.

"You like that, kitten?" Lucifer purrs in my ear.

I exhale sharply at that name, pulling on his hair in response. He laughs with a growl in reaction to me pulling it.

"Oh, someone likes names- ain't that right, sweetheart~?" He pulls on my ponytail slightly, letting a moan slip out of my mouth. "Mhmm~ I figured as much."

He puts my feet down on the ground and takes off the trenchcoat, tossing it to the side. He points to the bed with a smile and says, "Bed, now. And leave your clothes behind."

I freeze for a moment, comprehending what he asked me to do. After a few seconds, I slowly start walking over to the bed, taking off one item of clothing every few steps. I glance over at Lucifer; he's leaning against the wall, smirking at me, enjoying the show. I can clearly see the bulge in his pants, making me clench my jaw shut. I continue walking, and at this point I'm down to my bra and panties. I reach behind me to undo my bra, slipping it off my shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. I slip my thumbs on either side of my panties, sliding them off and bending over for Lucifer to see. I step out of my panties and climb on the bed, looking over at him. He's just smiling at me, pleased with my performance.

"Lay down," he orders. I do as he commands. "Good girl. Now, arms above your head, darling. Hands together, hands together."

I fold my hands above my head, and Lucifer grabs soft rope from behind him. He ties my wrists together tightly so I can't wriggle out of the restraints. He does the same to my ankles. I can tell he's enjoying himself because of the tight pants Castiel wears.