Anonymous sent:

Could I request prompt 28 with Lucifer please?🥺

stanmammon:

Lucifer: 

28. One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

How could you not be totally mesmerized by Lucifer when he was so close to you?

His arm remained solidly wrapped around your waist for the entire party as you gazed up at him, wondering if it was the alcohol making you act this obvious or if you had finally fallen for his charms completely. You placed your hand on his chest, tugging at his tie to get his attention without having to use words, a shiver running through your body as his ruby red eyes slid down to meet yours. You think you might’ve fallen even harder for the handsome demon and your knees nearly buckled, falling into Lucifer’s side but finding you sunk no closer to the ground due to his solid grip on you. He raised an eyebrow in concern but detected quickly that you had reached the end of your interest in the party, so it meant he had as well, politely excusing the two of you from the conversation as he made his round of ‘goodbyes’ before whisking you away.

The staring doesn’t stop even as you’re finally back to Lucifer’s room and as you fall back onto the bed, he looked at you with an amused smile, leaning down to cup your cheek with a gloved hand. He moved it up as if to check your temperature as he briefly remembered your stumbling, but the cold weather outside had cooled you down considerably, the alcohol no longer fogging your senses as it once had. No matter how blurry the world around you appeared though Lucifer’s face was always crystal clear, beautiful, sharp, a little sterner than it needed to be, but you don’t know if your heart could handle a constantly smiling Lucifer.

“You looked stunning tonight.” Lucifer helped you sit up in bed, handing you a set of pajamas. “Time to get comfortable?”

“Yeah…” Instead of taking the clothing from him you grabbed ahold of his hands, rubbing your cheeks against them as Lucifer took the hint and cupped your face once again, the gloves now removed so you could feel his skin against yours. His thumbs ran along the underside of your bottom lip, his gaze now fixated on you now that the two of you were finally alone together. He had been tempted by your beauty all night, hardly able to keep his hands to himself, allowing the tiny bit of touch by having his hand planted on your waist at the party. But now there was no more distractions, no more reason to hold himself back, no reason to not indulge himself and give in to the needy looks you had been giving him all night.

You let out a breath, a relieved one most likely, as Lucifer’s lips finally came within kissing distance. You pushed his hands away, a move that clearly surprised him, but the expression didn’t last long as your lips came crashing against his. He could sense the passion behind the kiss, the intensity that was often only felt when you were lonely and craving his touch, and it made him wonder how long it had been since you last laid together in his bed.

At this rate he didn’t plan on letting you go.

Your night clothes fell to the ground but neither one of you paid any attention to it, your party outfits quickly joining them in a jumbled heap.

You didn’t need clothes with all that Lucifer had planned for you tonight.