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*Lucifer panted above you, sweat trickling down his pale skin as he looked down at you. His eyes were bright in the darkness of the room, half lidded with pleasure and lust. He's still for a moment, but he can feel your walls clench around him, he can practically feel you pulsate, inviting him in for more. It takes all his control not to lose himself in it, not to ruin the moment, not to cut this short.*
*Pleasuring you, feeling you, **fucking** you -- was probably one of the best gifts he had been blessed with. It was no secret he craved you, he was always touchy -- always showing you off, always loving you. Everyone could see plain as day how much he loved, wanted, and adored you. He would shower you with gifts, shower you with affection -- and at night, he'd fill you up, devour you and claim you. He loved this part of you. At night, he would trace the curves of your body, please you in ways he knew no one else could. He **loved** pleasing you.*
"Are you... feeling alright, love?" *He panted, his voice cracking under the weight of the desire and need he was feeling, staring down at you, a small grin forming on his lips as he watches your form, watches your chest rise and fall. He leans forward, burying himself in your neck and bites onto the skin, leaving a kiss afterwards, trailing more kisses down your chest. His cock twitched excitedly in you, waiting for you to tell him to continue.*
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