Another flick of his tongue against your clit has you cumming, the sheets clenched tight in your hands as Lucifer brings you to yet another orgasm. C-Can't... Your thoughts were a mess, any sanity you might've had shattered the moment the demon's hands touched your skin. The Avatar of Pride hums, pulling his mouth away as his fingers trace lazy circles on your thigh.
"How many does that make?"
When you don't reply, Lucifer raises an eyebrow, dragging a claw over your oversensitive skin.
"I said..." The demon growls. "How many does that make?"
"F-Five..."
"Hm... Just five..."
Lucifer's voice sounds almost curious, a thoughtful expression on his face even as he dips his head to press a soft kiss on your navel. The moment his lips touch your skin, heat engulfs you and you gasp, the sound growing louder when you feel his fingers graze your clit. He pushes your legs apart, immediately slipping a finger inside you.
"Lu-Lucifer... P-Please.... No more..."
The demon ignores your whine, adding a second finger as he moves his mouth to your thigh, the tips of his fangs pressing onto your skin. I... N-No more... You were sure you couldn't take anymore of his touches, the sensations hovering past overwhelming, bringing tears to your eyes.
You try to squirm away, thankful the demon was too impatient to make good on his promise to tie you up today. A loud growl makes you pause, any rational though fleeing as Lucifer bites down on your thigh, curling his fingers inside your pussy at the same time. Your vision blurs with tears as you cum again, making a pleased groan escape your lover.
"Lu... Luci..."
At your call, the demon lifts his head.
"I-I c-can't... No m-more, please..."
"Oh?"
Lucifer is suddenly hovering over you, his grip tight on your waist.
"But, I don't believe you've learned your lesson yet."
A few days ago
You would be lying if you said teasing Lucifer wasn't one of your favorite past times. Actually, scratch that, it was your favorite past time. Sure, it had started out as something innocent, a simple rebellion against the one figure who held control when you had first arrived. And then you started liking Lucifer, your taunts changing from simple back talk to barely hidden challenges in your words.
If the demon ever noticed, he never brought it up, his replies always coming in form of a raised eyebrow before he bites back. You did, however, notice that when you started to change your approach, Lucifer was quick to follow, his words going from reprimanding to outright suggestive. And the suggestions he makes... You shiver with delight.
"You know, if you're going to be daydreaming about your verbal fucking with Lucifer, doing it in Devildom History might not be smart."
The blue haired demon beside you shoots you a teasing smirk.
"There's no such thing as verbal fucking, Damien."
"You didn't deny daydreaming about Lucifer, MC." Axel pipes up from your left.
"Oh, shut up."
You try your best to make it sound like you're mad but you can't help the grin at your friends' teasing. Damien, much to your dismay, clearly notices your dilemma as he grins, his eyes gleaming playfully even as the professor turns his sharp gaze onto the three of you. Now, you really can't help your grin, your mind already thinking up the best answers for Lucifer once word of your unruly behavior reaches him.
