Obey me! Lucifer X Reader

Chapter Two: A Flicker Of Pain

"Stay out of my way."

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Nervously licking her lips, (Y/n) looks to the side to prevent Lucifer from seeing her dejected eyes.

She hadn't expected anything from her soulmate all her life....

...So why...why did she feel so disappointed?

Whenever she'd thought of him prior to the encounter she was having, she'd pictured someone she could understand and agree to easily, but now, looking directly into the deep onyx orbs of her actual soulmate, all she can feel is his hate for her. Throughout her life she's met plenty of people who'd resent the concept of soulmates, she herself isn't too happy about them, but this was something different.

It wasn't playful.

It wasn't to stand out from the masses of people who accepted the fact they could have someone.

It was...different, unreadable, a foreign concept.

"Here."

Dripping like honey, Lucifer's dominant voice enters (Y/n)'s ears and pulsates inside her head. It's rich and deep and thick. Looking down, she can see his sculpted hands, their pale colour sending shivers up her spine. There's something vampire-ish about his onyx black hair and ghostly skin, something that makes her want to stare a little more. With each passing second she notices that every crack in his hand folds perfectly, every strand of hair on his head seeming like it's placed meticulously.

"I haven't got all day." Showing his patience is wearing away by the second, Lucifer gestures with his hand, signalling for her to take the phone-like device from it, "Some of us are busy."

Hiding her embarrassment at being caught staring, (Y/n) channels her emotions into the only way she knows how to show them.

A fake-ass smile.

"Of course haha, and you defo thought about that when you summoned me here." Stating a fact, (Y/n) slowly takes the D.D.D from Lucifer's black, gloved hand, giving him a monotone and sparing glance. If he wasn't going to speak to her with decency, she wasn't gonna reply with decency, and she most certainly wasn't going to kiss-ass just because he was 'The Lucifer'.

The face he was seeing, it was her 'idgaf'-face.

Almost retracting his hand at the fire gently burning in her eyes, Lucifer stays cautious while her small, feeble fingers connect with his larger palm.

The two soulmates touch for the very first time, both of their hearts skipping a beat.

"Eh?-"

"-Ahem."

Hastily pulling back his hand, Lucifer watches as the girl slowly retract hers and feels an unfamiliar electricity course through his body. He'd always been empty and cold, but at that moment she filled with him a warmth no demon had ever experienced, "Your D.D.D is like a cellphone, it gives notifications, let's you converse with other demons, and provides a way for you to manage your tasks."

"Via this phone, I'll update you on what's happening, and most importantly, you'll meet my brothers."

"See that button with the call Icon, you can connect with my second-youngest, scummy brother, Mammon there. He's the one I've elected to take care of you."

Questioning his word choice, (Y/n) presses the button without a second thought. So this was the person to stick by...'Mammon'. When she'd thought of this 'Mammon', she'd imagined Lucifer but altered, which is why when his face pops up on her screen she's so shocked. The male that flashed with each ring was a tan colour, his hair a silvery white and his eyes an entrancing blue hue. He wore a goofy smile too, one she could never imagine Lucifer making.