Lucifer

god, he loved fucking you. you felt like heaven and he could never get enough. he loved the way you felt around his dick and he loved watching your face (whether it be facing him or in front of a mirror, he was never picky).

fucking you until you cried was his favorite way to do it. he loved kissing the tears off of your face while his cock bullied it’s way in to you, hand carding through your hair.

it shouldn’t have been a surprise when you two were fucking and you felt him move inside of you again after having just came. with your flushed face and teary eyes, he leaned down and kissed all over you, lips pressing to your nose, cheeks, forehead, jaw, and lips.

lucifer hushed your moans and whimpers with a kiss, hand cradling the back of your head as he pushed back in to you with slow, lazy thrusts. his other hand stayed firm on your stomach as he leaned back, fingers splayed over your flesh, eyes pinned to the bulge that formed from his cock. he gave an experimental push, not missing the way your body tensed and your fingers tightened their grip on the sheets.

letting out a little giggle, he leaned back down, his nose brushing yours as he spoke with a smile, “you’re so pretty,” he giggles, still high off of his first orgasm. the both of you had lost count of how many you had, too busy making you cry and whine. “wanna fuck a baby into you.” he finished, lips pressing to yours for a brief moment before he straightens himself again, movements slow.

he runs his hand up your stomach, rubbing over your chest before placing it back on your abdomen. “you gonna let me fill you up?” he asks, smiling like a fool when you nod dumbly. he increases his pace ever so slightly, the soft sound of flesh meeting flesh being heard alongside your overstimulated whines and his moans.

unable to help himself, he leans back down and presses another kiss to your lips, tongue licking at your bottom lip before his hand leaves your hair, grabbing your chin to force your mouth open. it doesn’t take long before he’s fucking you in earnest, his cum mixing with yours and creating an obscene sound.

his favorite symphony.