Momento Mori

I never considered myself a switch until Lucifer. I was always pretty sure I was a bottom (admittedly one who wanted to be treated well, but hey).

Now I have this fantasy of Luci and I going to Ozzie's with matching collars, holding each other's leash, simultaneously dominant and submissive and letting the world know it. After our dinner and a show we really didn't pay attention to, we head to a private playroom. I take the lead first, knowing he enjoys getting all worked up by me. I tease and play with him, all soft touches and sweet words, letting him look but not touch, riling up my good boy until he simply can't take it anymore. He goes feral and suddenly the roles have switched seamlessly. It's his turn to get his fill of me, touching and licking and biting all the parts I teasingly showed off but wouldn't let him get near before. It goes back and forth like that, one playing dom until the sub can't resist anymore and takes control, until we're both utterly spent and satisfied. He usually gets to be dom last (angelic power also means angelic stamina), and I'm thoroughly used and love-drunk by the time he's done.

The aftercare is as much of an event at the session. First a cuddle while we cool down and catch our breath, cooing over each other and making sure we both know just how loved and cherished we are. Then a bath together, where we wash the other and take care of any marks we left, even if it's just to lovingly touch and kiss them. After that it's right back to cuddling, but now with snacks and drinks to replenish, and perhaps half-watching a dumb movie that we can laugh at together, just to finish winding down after everything...

...Sorry for the partial novel, but when my demi brain gets going, I can't stop until everything is out. Especially the aftercare thing. I'm pretty sure I like aftercare more than the main event.

I'M TAKING NOTES, THAT'S SO GOOD

Lucifer eating pancakes looking at Alastor terrified because he’s eating an entire raw deer

messy ahh eater

I always feel like a fish out of water seeing so many people fantasizing about Lucifer as a bottom, while I can't help but fantasize about him pounding me mercilessly, slapping me, pulling my hair, biting me and telling me I've been a bad girl and that's why I'm being punished 😅

I'M IN HELL FOR A REASON, I SHOULD BE PUNISHED

i know we all thrist for luci here, but can we talk about beautifully written his character is? he's barely been in an episode & a half and he's already so well thought out. its honestly one of the reasons why I love him so much ; u ; -- @sunflower-reaper

I know I've been hamming up the horny stuff with Lucifer but you are ABSOLUTELY RIGHT

His character is so interesting, I need to know everything about him! The show did a great job at setting him up but I NEED more backstory; what actually happened in Eden? What did he look like before he fell? How was Lucifer and Lilith's relationship? How has he spent the last 10,000 in Hell? I NEED TO KNOW!

I promise I love him more than surface level. He's just a super fun, goofy, tragic character and I need to protect him with my life!

Love all of your stories and prompt responses! I have one for you, if you're interested.

This are getting hot and heavy between Lucifer and his s/o when they suddenly need to call a time out. Nothing bad exactly has occured, but maybe things are escalating too quickly and they need it to slow down, or even "I'm not as ready for this as I thought I was..." How would your Luci react?

(I find writing/reading stuff with my comfort characters to be very cathartic. So while I'm sure we could guess Lucifer's response to this prompt, maybe someone needs to see it.)

Oh honey, I love this one! I can imagine this perfectly.

You and Lucifer are making out, and it's getting pretty intense. Neither of you are fully naked but a few pieces of clothing have already been tossed. But your heart is pounding out of your chest, your hands feel clammy, and you feel like you could pass out at any second. Your eyes shoot open, and you double tap Lucifer on the arm. He immediately pulls away from you.

"What's wrong, love, is everything alright?" he asks sweetly. You try to answer him, but you're having a hard time catching your breath. You're hyperventilating. It was too much. Lucifer's expression shifts to worried. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. "Hey, hey, shh, it's alright, it's okay. Breathe for me, darling." Your breath slow as you sink into his embrace, trying to hide your choked sobs.

"I-I'm so sorry," you mumbled. "I thought I was ready, b-but...Lucifer, I'm so sorry..."

Lucifer doesn't let go of you. He begins to stroke your hair gently. "Oh, my sweet angel, you don't have to apologize. Please don't cry." He lefts your head away from his chest and wipes the tears that had fallen down your cheeks. "I'm sorry that I went too far. I never want to see you cry. We can stop now. We won't do this again until you say so, alright? I love you, please never doubt that."

You nod and lean back into Lucifer's chest, holding him tight against you. "Thank you," you whispered. "I love you more. I don't deserve you."

"Ahh, that couldn't be further from the truth, my dear," Lucifer spoke softly. "It is I that doesn't deserve you."

You should declare yourself a priest, start taking anonymous lucifer thirsts, and tag them all something like #lucifers-soaked-confessional because these sinners already hoeing up your inbox and they need jesus

Listen I’m a Luci slut but I don’t think I could handle some of y’all’s confessions, I’d send you straight to horny jail!!

i want to suck lucifer's cock man. i want to watch him struggle not to thrust up into my throat and feel his hands in my hair when he gets close. I want him to cum down my throat and watch how flustered he gets after he realizes.

yeah. on my knees for lucifer fr

Thank you for this wonderful confession on a Tuesday morning because REAL 😫😫

How do you think Lucifer would go about being intimate with a plus size reader who is very insecure and self conscious about their body?

ANON I'M KISSING YOU ON THE MOUTH

Because listen, I've always been very open about being a plus size gal. And sometimes it's hard to picture myself in the stuff I write because of it. But I still do it because I enjoy it and I'm not going to let my fears and doubts keep me from creating!

And I'm just gonna come right out and say it now

LUCIFER LOVES BIG GIRLS!!!!

When you cuddle, you almost completely envelop him. He feels so safe and secure in your arms. And oh my goodness, he adores how soft you are! Everything from your chest to your stomach to your thighs, he will use all of those spots as his personal favorite pillows to lay his head.

And of course your weight is no issue for him! He has God-like strength, you might as well weigh as much as a feather! He's practically BEGGING you to ride his face and bounce on his cock. He loves kneading at your breasts and the folds on your stomach because there is just so much of you to touch, he can't get enough of it! And oh man, don't get me started on how much he loves delving between your thick thighs. He now knows what TRUE Heaven is like! He grips your legs tight when he thrusts his tongue in and out of you, sucking on your clit and absolutely drunk on the way way you taste!

And like I said, him watching you bounce on his cock is mesmerizing. He can't get enough of the way your body moves when you shift your hips, it's almost hypnotizing. And when he's on top, he wishes he could have more hands so he could touch and grab every inch of you while he fucks you good and deep.

It did take you a while to get to this point though. You confided in him that when you were alive, you felt insecure about the way you looked. And even in death, you still were. But good Lord, Lucifer couldn't believe that "a beautiful creature like you would ever think of yourself as unattractive." And that "anyone who said otherwise deserves far worse than a place in Hell." He is your number one supporter and cheerleader. He's going to tell you how lovely you look every single day, multiple times a day until you believe it yourself. And then he'll keep on telling you because he absolutely adores you and your body!

@myhornybrainonlyknowsthis enjoy the food bestie <3

How would lucifer feel with a Shy s/o that gets stiff as a board and their cheeks turn red and that they stutter and try to deny the compliments? Like trying to hide their shy expression from him (even lying too cuz hi h makes reader a bad liar)

I love the cute stories too!!!

Oh, Lucifer finds it absolutely adorable! He's usually the one who has a hard time accepting compliments but you might just have him beat!

"You have a breathtaking smile, my angel," Lucifer grins, placing a small peck on the back of your hand. You instantly freeze. Your cheeks feel like they're on fire. Getting a complement from Heaven's most beautiful angel almost made you feel like you were going to pass out right then and there! He looked at you curiously, almost like he was trying to read your mind. "Are you alright, darling?"

"Y-Yeah! Yeah, I'm...I'm alright!" you stammer, instantly pulling your hand away from him, clutching it close to your chest, now feeling how fast your heart was racing. You shifted in your seat, trying to hide your flustered expression. But Lucifer caught on quickly, and he smirked to himself.

"What's the matter?" he teased. "Do you not believe me when I tell you how absolutely stunning you are? How sweet? How beautiful? How..."

"OKAY! That's enough! T-Thank you!" you cut him off with a voice that was a little too loud. He could read you like a book and you hated it.

Lucifer placed a hand under your chin and turned your face towards his. He smiled when he saw your crimson red face. "My love, you know I mean every word I tell you! I'd never lie, never to you." You let out a few shaky breaths, trying desperately to hold back tears that threatened to fall. Lucifer noticed, and used his thumb to wipe them away. "Hey, hey, it's okay. Please don't cry."

"I-I'm sorry," you apologized.

"You never need to apologize to me, dear," Lucifer spoke softly. "I love you with all that I am, do you believe that?"

"Yes," you whispered. "And I you."