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sassykattery · 3 months

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No Rest for the Wicked, Pt. 2

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CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. Smut scene: hate/angry sex, followed by an emotionally tumultuous moment. PIV, explicit mentions of m and f genitalia.

Themes: Romance. Adventure. Engagement. DiavoloxMC. BarbatosxMC. LuciferxMC

Characters: MC. Diavolo. Lucifer. Barbatos.

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The next morning, at least you thought it was, you woke up– well, you tried to. Immediately, you groaned and rolled around, finding your bed to be empty. You grabbed your D.D.D. to check the time, hissing at the offensive brightness, only to find it was well into the afternoon.

Slowly, you got dressed, nearly crying when you brushed your hair as your head pounded. When you looked in the mirror, you realized your outfit was mismatched, and you sighed and found a different set to wear. Finally looking better than you felt, you stumbled on downstairs. You could hear Lucifer and Diavolo in the dining hall, so you skirted around to the kitchen to find something to soothe your warzone of a stomach and your pounding head.

"Might I suggest some soda and crackers, mistress?" Barbatos said, making you jump, which didn't help your head at all.

"Sure..." you grumbled.

Barbatos nodded and grabbed a few things for you, setting them on the counter in front of you.

"Care to share?" the butler asked, pouring the soda for you.

"I got drunk at Ristorante Six and here I am," you replied, bristled.

"I see. And that's not like you, so what's troubling you?"

You took the soda and took a sip, trying to savor the carbonation. With a sigh, you replied, "It just seems like every few months, something terrible happens, and I cause a whole bunch of trouble for people, and the wedding dates are coming, and I really want those days to go perfect-"

Barbatos held up a hand. You were talking in run-ons and becoming frantic. Taking a deep breath, you continued, "I just want everything to go well. I don't want to screw this up," you finished.

"I understand, mistress, but you're placing undue stress onto yourself, surely you don't need to do that either," Barbatos replied.

You munched on a cracker and nodded in agreement.

"Moreover, you have the young master, Lucifer, and me, right here," he added.

You were silent for a moment, considering his words. Then, you threw your arms around his neck and sighed. "Thank you."

He reciprocated and held you tight against himself. "Of course." You two remained like that for several moments, soaking each other in.

"Ah," you said, pulling away. "I don't know if you picked up on my hint, but I remember what we talked about when I lost my memory. I just want you to know, I've always thought of you as more than a friend, but there was a wall up between us for a while, so I never pursued it until recently. I trust you," you said, taking his gloved hand and holding it against your cheek. "I love you dearly, Barbatos, and you can ask whatever you'd like of me."

Barbatos' eyes widened at your sudden confession. Feeling a touch brave, he gently leaned forward and kissed your forehead. You smiled up at him, making his heart pound in his chest. He savored the smell of your skin and shampoo infiltrating his nose, creating a symphony of beauty to his olfactory senses.

"This is enough for me, mistress," he murmured.

"Very well, as you say," you replied, using his words.

In better spirits, you took your soda and crackers to enter the dining hall, where Lucifer and Diavolo were talking up until you appeared in the entryway.

"Well, there she is, our little drunk sleeping beauty," Lucifer said maliciously. You set your things down at the table and blue vapors appeared behind you.

"Try again," you hissed.

"You don't scare me," Lucifer said in an unamused tone, picking up the newspaper and rifling through it. Diavolo stared between you two.

"Well, she scares me, so please don't aggravate her, Lucifer," Diavolo muttered.

You smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead as you walked by to get some tea. Lucifer "tched" you as you smirked at him, giving him nary even a touch as you walked by him.

Sitting down at your spot, you began to drink your tea and Diavolo spoke up again.

"Your photos came back today; would you like to see them?" he asked excitedly.

"Mm, I'd like that," you replied.

"Careful, she'll just get a big head over it again," Lucifer piped up while reading.

For some reason, your switch flipped, and you knocked your fist into the table.

"I'm not terribly fond of your attitude today," you ground out between your teeth.

"And I'm not terribly fond of you drinking yourself under the table that we have to carry you out of a restaurant full of people, your royal highness," Lucifer quipped, finally looking up at you.

Diavolo simply watched between you two, keeping his comments to himself.

Your cheeks burned but your lips tightened as if there was a zipper on them. You abruptly stood from your chair, grabbing your soda, and stomped off.

"Good job," Diavolo groaned in dismay. He rubbed his face in his hands, knowing he was just as much in the proverbial doghouse.

"I meant what I said," Lucifer replied in a monotone.

"Right, and because of that, I'll let you fix that mess yourself. Good luck," Diavolo replied tartly, leaving to go to his office.

Once alone, Lucifer set the newspaper down on the table and sighed. He knew he shouldn't have said what he said, and he wasn't being terribly kind to you, even after what Diavolo told him about you wanting to make him proud, and that you wanted to sleep next to him from the previous night.

Feeling guilty, he walked around the castle looking for you, and strangely, you weren't in your suite, which made him slightly nervous, given everything that's happened with repeated disappearances and a possibly ultra-powerful demoness that roamed the Devildom. Following your scent, he found himself outside one of the guest bedrooms, one that he had stayed in many times since being in the Devildom.

He opened the door, seeing you curled up on the bed in the middle of the room.

You looked over at him, and though you wanted to say some rather venomous things, the zipper stayed closed on your mouth. Instead, you focused your sight back on the window you looked out of.

"Darling," Lucifer said, sitting on the edge of the bed at your feet. You remained quiet. "I suppose I'm not being very fair to you," he admitted.

You shot upward and glared at Lucifer, finally snapping. "How is it any different than the nights you'd go out drinking with Diavolo or anyone else and you'd come home plastered?"

He inched closer and his gaze hardened, "Usually I'm not in the middle of a high-profile area where I just had a televised interview and everyone has their eyes on me," he replied harshly.

This time you brought your face closer and bared your fangs, "Just say what you actually mean, Lucifer," you growled.

"I mean you're being sloppy and need to keep your public image in check, for everyone's sake," he growled back.

You lunged forward, almost nose to nose with him, and spoke in a seething whisper, "I am the damned Avatar of Vainglory, and my image is everything to me, you don't think I know how to handle myself all of a sudden?"

"I know you can't, given last night," he retorted.

Your eyes started to shine, and the horns adorning your head materialized, "You ever think the amount of pressure you put on me is part of the reason why I struggle so much?"

"You put that pressure on yourself," he stated. Lucifer's patience was starting to wear thin.

The words flew out of your mouth with spite, "You're the one who started all of this with your snide comments! Go fuck yourself." You jumped out of the bed and began to storm away when he grabbed your shoulders and shoved you into the nearest wall, your back making a rather loud thud as you slammed into it.

You stared up at Lucifer, furious and ready to throw down. "Where do you get the gall-"

But he interrupted you with a sloppy kiss, pressing his whole body into yours. You turned your head away to break the kiss and looked back at him with a wrathful gaze, jaw locked tight.

Lucifer stared back at you, clearly frustrated and thinking about his next move or choice of words. The longer you looked at him, the more you felt a heat circulating down below, and your body started making decisions for you. Your hands dove up to his hair, tangling your fingers in his locks, while his hands took hold of your waist, holding you in place.

Still feeling angry, you brought your hands back down to his chest and pushed hard, actually using your strength against him. He stepped back a couple feet, but then you tackled him to the ground, both of you trying to devour each other on the way down with angry, heated kisses.

Both of you tore into each other's clothes as quickly as possible, bypassing getting your tops completely off in favor of working off your bottoms. Lucifer rolled you onto your back and slotted himself between your legs, rubbing his hardened cock against your slit to cover it in your slick that was building up. You snatched the back of his neck in your hand and yanked him into another kiss.

Each of you grabbed and groped each other with mean hands, your nails digging into his back as he plunged his cock into your core. He gave a few rough thrusts into you, to which you both growled and grunted at your pleasure, before he started railing into you as hard as he could. The goal wasn't to be fast, but to fuck out your mutual frustrations. His hips smacked yours hard with each downward stroke, and when you looked up, you saw him in his demon form as well, so you gripped his horns, causing him to fuck you that much harder.

Sitting himself up on one elbow, he brought his other arm down to rub your clit with his slender fingers, causing your grunts to become wails. All too quickly, your orgasm dropped on you like a hammer, your eyes flying open to watch the very demon making you feel so good as you came apart on his dick. Your mouth drew to an "o" shape, and your thighs shook as the electric volts of pleasure took over. But it was also in this moment, your emotions were heightened, and your eyes flooded with tears, your face flushed.

Lucifer noticed this, but you continued to moan and cry out your orgasm, and you never stopped him, so he took that as his cue to continue. Breaking away from rubbing your clit, he leaned back to bring your legs to his shoulders to deepen his penetration. Your face contorted to something of unfathomable pleasure, and your tears finally began to roll down your cheeks.

Your hands reached up to his face with your fingers gently raking through his messy locks. His eyes widened, because for a moment, to see you become so gentle and emotional reminded him of your humanity. Leaving his hair, your hands dropped down to his shoulders, gripping onto to him tenderly. He kept his pace, but he started to lose his rhythm, so he leaned down close to you, his forehead touching yours.

"Cum with me, dove, let's finish together," he whispered. You nodded, and both of you collided into a kiss at the same time, much more sweetly now.

"Ahh ah, Luci-" you whimpered quietly, your voice going hoarse.

"MC," he called back to you, tensing up as he approached his high. Your body shuddered involuntarily, and deep within your core the explosions of your climax flashed out. He felt the warmth of your cum cover his cock, causing him to slow to a stop as he released his cum into you.

"I'm sorry," you cried, burying your face into his neck with hot tears streaming down. "You're right, I am a beast with a horrible attitude-"

"Shh, darling," he said, wrapping his arms underneath you. "I shouldn't have ever said that." He then pulled you up, his cock still sheathed inside of you, and he sat up to his knees. You remained wrapped around him, koala style. "I love you my sweet, sweet dove."

"Why? I clearly can't handle this or anything else-"

"Please stop," he murmured. He cradled your jaw in his palm and pulled your face to his, kissing you softly. "You can do this; I will make sure of it. I won't let you falter. You can rely on me to help you at a moment's notice. I'll always come to your side should you need me. Do you understand?"

You sniffed but ultimately nodded. "Yes," you whispered. His hands went to your rear to support you as he stood to his feet, walking you both over to the bed. He sat on the edge and just held you as you clung to him, stroking small circles onto your back.

"I don't want you to ever think I don't want or love you," he said into your ear. Though you couldn't see it, he was gazing ahead, looking out the window in the bedroom. "We've been through far too much together for you to think those things."

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sassykattery · 1 year

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Losses and Gains, Pt. 2

It's getting hot in here~

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. *Smut scene: piv, creampie, more romance focused sex. Praise kink.

Themes: Romance. LuciferxMC. Amnesia. Smut. Some angst.

Characters: MC="you", Lucifer

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You couldn't help but look up at him again, the haze of desire clouding your thoughts. "Can you tell me more about you? About... us?" You asked.

Lucifer chuckled again and finally found his seat beside you, an arm slithering around your waist to rest his hand on your hip.

"Well, you and I have quite a bit of history," he stated. "We dated once before and broke it off. After some time, we came back together, and just a couple months ago I proposed to you."

"Why did we break up?" You became quiet.

"I was not good to you. I did not treat you well," he replied with a sigh, knowing you deserved full honesty. "I often took out my jealousy on you or ignored you completely."

"Well, if we're now engaged, then I suppose we ended up working things out, and it's different now, yes?" You asked hopefully. Lucifer smiled and nodded, dipping his head down.

"Indeed, dove," he agreed.

"So now, about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me something only I would know," you requested.

"Hmm..." he hummed in thought. "That could entail a number of things. You're the only one who knows how to make my coffee. You know when I'm so tired that staying up late to work serves no point, so you're able to take me to bed. You know how to work around my pride when I'm stubborn," he offered to you. His voice lowered, "There's the more intimate things, like you know just how to tease me, get me riled up. You know exactly what to say and do to get me off."

Your blush dusted your cheeks, neck, and chest at his words, and you looked away in embarrassment. "That's what you meant by lots of things," you whispered.

"I also know quite a bit about you, being your first," he whispered into your ear, his warm breath tickling the hairs on your scalp and neck.

"My... first?" You blinked a few times, processing it.

"Mhm," he hummed in reply. "You told me that night that you trusted me, and that I was special to you," he stated.

Sharply, you turned to look at him, burning with arousal.

"And I know when you look at me like that, you want me to take you into my arms and make love to you," he said quietly.

You were silent, just for a moment, trying to decide what to do. Lust won out.

"Please..." you whispered.

"You have to tell me exactly what you want," he said, inching closer. "I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you, nor do I want to."

"I want this. I want you," you pleaded. "I want you to make love to me, show me what we have."

"Gladly," Lucifer whispered, dipping down to kiss you softly. His lips felt just a little bit needier now, and you're sure you probably felt the same to him. "Shall I take the lead?" He muttered against your lips.

"Yes."

He climbed back over you, and you shuffled down to lie flat on the mattress, looking up at your presumed lover. You two kissed once more, and you finally felt brave in letting your hands roam his body over his clothes. He was firm and muscular from what you could tell, and it intrigued you to know more. When he started to unbutton your shirt, you watched with wide, nervous eyes.

"You can tell me to stop if you want," he said, seeing your expression, his hand hovering over the last button. You simply shook your head.

Slowly, he opened up your shirt to reveal your bare torso. He moved down, pulling off your lounge pants, and when he returned to pull at your panties, your hand snatched his wrist.

"Sorry!" You replied quickly. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"I will admit, you weren't quite this shy the first time," Lucifer chuckled. "I think perhaps we should take it a little slower, then," he suggested. Hopping off the bed, he went and locked your door, then he stood before you and slowly stripped away his clothes. Unable to help yourself, you sat up and watched with curiosity, much to his delight.

Once he was only in his underwear, he crawled back into the center of the bed, and then gestured you to come to him. Straddling his lap, you sat back onto your rear on his thighs. He brushed your shirt off your shoulders, helping you out of it and tossing it onto the floor.

"We can stay like this until you're comfortable," he stated, brushing your hair out of your face.

"You're very... patient," you observed. He chuckled at your response.

"I learned at one point in our relationship, pushing you into things you didn't want to do or weren't ready for was not in my best interest," he recalled.

"That's wise," you agreed.

His hands purchased your plush hips, thumbing over your soft skin. In return, your hands rested on his chest, feeling his firm muscles.

"Why are you attracted to me?" You asked suddenly and bluntly.

Lucifer's brows furrowed at your question. "Never once have you asked me that," he said.

"Really?" He nodded. "I suppose... I'm just curious. If I was a human and caused that much trouble in my first year, I would assume you'd be repulsed by me," you said.

"Repulsed?" He sounded offended. "No, even when you first came here, I found you rather intriguing, pleasing to look at. However, I wasn't going to allow myself to fall for someone that I'd end up losing in such a short time." He looked away. "I was the reason we lost out on a lot of time together. I am regretful of those actions, but I can't change them."

Your eyes widened. "Oh? Were you afraid of intimacy and being vulnerable with me?" You blurted out.

Lucifer stiffened at your question, not entirely fond of your current boldness, but it couldn't be helped, in his mind. "It's possible," he replied, slightly stubborn.

"I also asked my prior question because..." you trailed off, looking at his torso. There was some strange part of you that caused your brain to diverge into two thoughts. One said that you could finish the question, the other said it was preposterous, and you don't have to worry about such things. It felt as though someone placed a zipper on your mouth until you could work your way around one or both issues.

"What you're feeling is your sin," he stated, watching you have an internal confliction, feeling the sinful energy radiating off of you. "I assume you were going to say something about our appearances." You nodded. "My darling, as I said, the moment you arrived here in the Devildom, I struggled to keep myself under control around you. In every moment we were alone, all I could think about was the one hundred thousand ways I'd have you if you'd let me."

His hands left your hips and began to wander up and down your form, drinking you in. He gently kneaded the rolls, curves, valleys, and peaks of your body. "All of this is quite special, and I would be sorely remiss if I didn't make sure you knew that," he murmured. Sitting up, he kissed your lips again, and you finally melted into him.

"I love you dearly," he muttered against your lips. "And I'll remind you every day of it."

"Lucifer," you whined quietly.

He pulled away to look at you again.

"You... can have all of me," you whispered.

"Are you sure?"

"I'd like to try," you replied.

*He pulled your hips forward, your knees now on either side of his hips, and gently he pushed you onto your back. His hands found yours, bringing them up to rest on either side of your head and interlacing his fingers with yours. Your lips met with his again, this time a bit more feverish and needy. Both your bodies began to rub and grind against one another, feeling your mutual heats rising.

Abandoning your hands, he sat up, putting your legs on his shoulders as he slipped your panties off. He carefully laid your legs back, nestling himself in between them. Planting kisses along your jaw and neck, he had you mewling just as he knew how to, but to you it was foreign, yet there was no denying everything he did felt right, felt good.

Your hands wandered down his back, feeling more of his smooth skin and rippling muscles as he moved against you. But you merely felt teased, so you whimpered out, "Lucifer."

"Mm?" he hummed in reply.

"I need more."

"Tell me what you need, and I'll give it to you," he replied against the crook of your neck.

"I... I need you inside me," you whispered. You felt his lips upturn against your skin. "I need to feel more of you"

"With pleasure," he groaned. He shuffled his underwear off, and feeling brave you looked, to be met with the most gorgeous and large cock, and sharply inhaled.

His eyes locked with yours. "Sorry... I just... How are you so perfect?" You murmured, embarrassed.

"Mm, I do rather like hearing that," he replied lustfully. Between planting kisses on your chest, he continued, "Though, I must admit, it's you who looks like you were sculpted so magnificently, it'd make even the holiest beings weep in your presence." He did nothing to help your flushed state, nor was he going to.

His lips met yours once more. One of his arms slid under your back to hold you closer, and his other hand sought your thigh, holding it up around his hip. "Are you ready?" he asked against your lips, now his breathing was shallow, and he twitched with anticipation.

"I'm ready," you murmured.

As soon as you felt his cock prodding at your entrance, you gasped again. Though you were nervous, you were equally curious and ready to explore, wishing to feel what it was that you had felt before, what it was that bonded you to this demon above you.

Gently, he slid in, hissing at the sensation. A strangled moan left your lips, and it only drove both of you to feel even needier for one another. Instinctively, your hips bucked up, drawing more of him inside your aching walls.

"Ahh, Lucifer," you called out to him.

"I'm here, I've got you, dove," he replied, his forehead pressed against yours.

It felt like ages before he stopped moving, fully sheathed inside you. He began placing kisses and hickies along your chest and collarbone, to which your back arched into his mouth, aching for more.

"So perfect," he said to you, speaking between kisses. "So beautiful. All of you is just so delicious, and you're all mine."

Your body was set alight by his words and you gasped at how wet you felt by it.

"Mm, you do love it when I praise you," he informed you, looking up at you again. You watched in wonder.

"You're so adorable, looking at me like that. It was the same the first couple times we did this. What are you thinking?"

"You're just so... flawless and handsome, I can't believe you're mine. It's like you're exactly who I've always wanted," you replied breathlessly.

Now it was his turn for his cheeks to feel aflamed by your words, stiffening as his whole body coursed with pride. He smirked and came close to your mouth again.

"Mm, I feel the same. I've never wanted anything or anyone as badly as I've wanted you. I'll never again love someone as I have loved you."

Your arms looped around his neck, pulling him flush against you. With a slight roll of your hips, you moaned, telling him what you wanted. He smiled and kissed you sweetly. He gave a few slow, long thrusts, causing you to give breathy quiet moans. It was delicious, how his cock filled you up, and it only drove you further off the shores of reality with each graze of his cock against your clenching walls.

"Darling," he groaned. "You're so tight. You feel so good on my cock like this. Is this what you wanted?"

"It feels so good," you whined in reply, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. It was immensely pleasurable, and you wondered if it was always this good. "I was hoping my body would remember yours."

He pulled back to look at you, looking skeptical. "And?"

"It still feels brand new to me, but I trust you," you replied quietly.

Lucifer nodded and buried his face in your neck. His ministrations against your skin heightened your arousal, and your legs tightened around his, keeping him locked against you. Truly, you felt different to him as well, your maneuvers no longer the same and you moved as though you didn't know what you were doing. There was a hesitance in the way you touched him, like you didn't do this a hundred times before with him. Still, if there was any hope that you could remember, he'd hang on to it.

"Lucifer, I– oh please," you whimpered, feeling a tightening sensation in your abdomen.

"Talk to me, dove, tell me what you're feeling," he muttered to you.

"I-I feel... Oh no–" you tried to say. The tightening of your internal coil was too much, and it caused you to start squirming. He pulled away to look up at you, knowing what was happening.

"It's alright, dove, just let go. I've got you," he purred, and then lowered himself to your ear. "I'm here, you're safe with me. Just let go. Let me make you feel so good."

Your eyes flew open at his words, and a sharp gasp escaped your lips as the coils snapped. Heat traveled down your legs, your toes curled, and the crushing weight of your orgasm caused your chest to tighten.

"Lucifer!" You called out to him, squeezing his shoulders as your eyes screwed shut.

"That's it, darling, cum on me. I– oh fuck that feels good," he moaned as your walls tightened down on cock, milking him like it was the last thing you'd ever do.

"Don't stop," you cried, rocking your hips into your blissful pleasure, soaking up as much as you could of how amazing it felt.

Unable to hold back anymore, he railed into you, speeding up his thrusts to chase his own bliss as he watched you come undone beneath him. Your mindless screams of pleasure filled the room, and it drove him well-past the point of no return.

"MC," he grunted, holding onto you tightly as he gave a last few haphazard thrusts into you before stilling, tensing up as he filled you to the brim with all of him.

It was quiet again, the sounds of your panting the only noise either of you heard. After a couple moments, Lucifer pushed himself up to look at you.

*"Are you alright?" He asked softly.

Through exhausted, half-lidded eyes, you nodded. "I'm-I'm fine."

He leaned down and placed a tender kiss on your forehead before withdrawing from you and lying beside you, on his side to face you. You rolled over and started to reach out but hesitated.

"What?" He asked.

"I feel like I want to... cuddle with you?" You said in more of a question than a statement.

Lucifer chuckled. "That hasn't changed at least. Come here," he said. pulling you into his body. With some confidence, you curled up into his form, snuggling your head into his chest. He kissed the top of your head and relaxed.

"I missed this," Lucifer muttered to himself.

It was hard, in a way, for Lucifer. You were you, there wasn't a doubt about it, but there was something to be said for how conflicted he felt about you in this moment. You two had been through so much in your time together, and in an instant, it was all gone, and just hours ago you were shouting at him, terrified that he was going to hurt you.

I will fix this, he thought to himself. I refuse for you to never remember everything we've been through. Tears pricked his eyes, at the thought you'd never remember him proposing to you, or when you accepted him back into your life, or the first time he told you he loved you. There were too many other important life moments you needed to know about, because at the end of it all, our memories are all we have. Without our memories, without knowing our gains are losses, what are we? Shells of animals that only live to survive? Our memories give us so much, and without them, how are we to know we lived a full life?

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