Lucifer feels like he’s going to be stuck in his office for a while, suffering through the stacks of papers and papers pulled up on his desk. It just seems to have no end, and it’s not like he can go through the papers quickly, he has to take his time with each paper.

His hand was already cramping from the constant, it hurt to keep moving his hand, he needs a beak. Charlie sure does enjoy giving Lucifer a lot of work, but he knows his little chat chat means no true harm.

But he wishes he could have a break, spend some time with you. But these papers won’t go away if he just leaves it there, forcing himself to stay put in his chair.

It’s becoming harder to focus, his thoughts wandering to you. His sweet, warm, little, plump human that he would love to cuddle.

Your skin is so soft and warm, he loves to squeeze the soft flesh and watch it pool from the gaps of his fingers. Your body is the perfect pillow, and that’s exactly what he needs right now.

He knows if he calls you over, he won’t get any paperwork done but he can’t resist. He grabs his phone that was buried under paper, your contact pinned on his text.

A soft smile makes its way onto his face, his fingers tapping on his phone as he sends you a message. He places his phone back onto the desk, patiently awaiting your arrival.

His mind slowly wanders deeper, thoughts of your wet cunt present in front of him. Thoughts of his cock buried deep in your tiny cunt, keeping his cock warm in his office.

You’d look so cute, tears blurring your eyes as you arm rot to gain any type of stimulation but his large hand would keep you still. No matter how much you beg, Lucifer won't give you what you want.

He chuckles, feeling his cock getting hard. A bulge imprinted on his pants, just the thought of you can get him feral.

Your sweet voice is calming to the demon, making him visibly relaxing. But your moans are much better, the high pitched moans and mewls you let out is something he could never get tired off.

He could see your head peeking from behind the large door, gorgeous eyes looking at him. A smirk forms on his face, his cock twitching at the sight of you.

“Well that was quick!” Lucifer hums, grabbing his glasses from a cabinet on his desk.

He wipes the lens with his shirt, placing his glasses onto the bridge of his nose. You always thought he looked hot with his glasses, you're not sure what started it.

You push the door open wider, gently closing it behind you. Now that your entire body is where Lucifer can see, he’s drinking in your curves.

Every dip and roll of your body is perfect to him, you're an angel disguised as a human. And that innocent look on you, you have no idea that he is devouring your body with his eyes.

“Come." Lucifer beckons, watch you obediently follow his order.

He watches you walk over, eyes burning with lust. You are standing in front of his desk, a curious expression etched on your pretty face.

“Come closer, little one." Lucifer purrs, patting his lap as a motion for you to come sit.

Oh how the color red looks good on you, the soft red tint of your cheek. You walk around his desk, feeling a tad embarrassed.

The sway of your hips taunting him, begging for his attention. Lucifer just wants to grab at your hips, bend you into various positions and pound your cunt.

He gets a great view of your ass as you bend down to sit in his lap, his bulge pressing into your ass. You are small compared to him, it’s cute to him.

"Your ass is so soft, the little skirt you're wearing barely covers your rough ass. Lucifer got a wonderful view of your stretch mark, you must be an angel.*

Just thinking of your naked body, covered in a thin sheet of sweat, moaning and whining for him as he pounds you into his desk with no restraints. As if it was an instinct, Lucifer’s hand comes to rest on your soft, thick thighs.

His hand digs into the soft flesh, the softness feeling wonderful under his rough hand. His finger traces the stretch mark on your thigh that’s dangerous close to your cunt, teasing and peppering you for a scheme of his.

Another one of his eager hands comes to rest on your hip, giving it a nice squeeze. The blush in your cheek only gets larger, Lucifer enjoying the little teasing game he set.

“It’s a bit cold in the hotel office, wouldn’t you say, ducky?” Lucifer asks, a smirk on his face.

To be fair, it was cold but you couldn’t feel it since your body traps heat. You hum, not feeling even a smidge of cold.

'It’s not that cold.. well, at least to me' you utter, do demons get cold easier than humans?

Lucifer chuckles, everything is going to plan. A sweet thing like you wouldn’t deny his offer, you're just too kind and innocent until it hits you.

“Ah, it is cold for me. You wouldn’t mind helping me warm up, would you?” Lucifer asks, a hand going under your skirt to rest on your covered thigh.

You tense up, realizing what he was implying to. His cold, large hand covers your thigh effortlessly, making goosebumps scatter on your skin.

'I-I wouldn’t mind' you stutter, lifting up your skirt high enough to see his hand on your heated skin.

“Thank you, my love” Lucifer grins, lifting you off his lap.

You rest your hand onto his desk while he shuffles your panties off. Your cunt already drenched, his touch sends arousal through your body.

He unzips his pants, letting his hard cock pop out of its restraints. He grabs your hips, pulling you back onto his lap.

You moan, his cock pressing into your entrance before slowly slipping inside. Your juices coat his cock, allowing him to easily slide inside.

Your eyes roll back, lifting your hand to cover your moans. His cock bumps against your cervix, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

You felt stuffed, his cock stretching your cunt to the limit. Your cunt just remembers his cock, and he loves that, your body agrees that you're perfect for each other.

“Mmh, much more warm” Lucifer chuckles, his hand resting on your round belly.

You truly are soft everywhere, he softly squeezes your belly rolls. At least he could pretend to be working, even though that’s the last thing he wants to do.

He picks up his pen and starts writing in the sheets of paper, grunting everything you clench down on his cock. You hate cockwarming, you just want Lucifer to fuck you dumb right now.

'Lucifer..'

A smirk forms on his face, this is exactly what he wanted. He wanted to get in you needy, and enjoy how your eyes roll back.

But the longer he waits the more needy you will get, so he’ll make you wait, only for a little longer. Lucifer presses a soft kiss to your cheek, enjoying the warm skin pressed up against his.

“Not right now, my love. Sit still for a little longer and I’ll reward you..." He coos, hearing the soft whine from you.