Supernatural Smut [REQUESTS CLOSED]

My Best Friend's Possessed by Who? Part 3 X Casifer (Smut)

"Ah," he says, as he starts laughing. "You're so weak. You act all brave and strong and then I simply touch you and you crumble. It's quite amusing."

You want to be angry. You want to take an angel blade and shove into his chest. But you can't.

"Lucifer..." Your moan makes him laugh again. He lets go of you, making you fall to the floor. Even as he's let you go, you still have the intense feelings. You flatten yourself against the floor, unable to do anything other than feel pleasure. You hear him snap his fingers.

"Ah, there we go. If we're to do anything, we need a bed, don't we?" You roll over to see a very comfortable bed sitting in the middle of the room. You are filled with a sudden need to be in that bed. Although you don't want to be the only one.

He watches you, amused. You want to speak, but nothing is coming out. You're so overtaken with pleasure, you can't form words anymore. He grins and another extremely powerful wave hits you. You moan loudly.

He walks over to your twitching body, smirking down at you. "You ready, dollface?"

Say no, say no, say n-

"Yes," you manage to groan. He smiles and picks you up bridal style. You desperately grasp at his shoulders, trying to gain balance but inevitably just pulling on his trenchcoat. He throws you down on the bed, and you sink into it. You strongly assume the sheets are laced with magic, as when you hit the bed, your arousal heightened.

He stands in front of the bed, slowly taking off his trenchcoat. You can't handle it anymore, and viciously grab at your zipper and pull it down.

"Oh," he says, clearly surprised.

You shove your hand in your pants, inserting one finger, then two, then three. They don't seem to be enough. You pump your fingers in and out, but it's-

"Not enough!" you scream.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I know how to make it better." His voice was soft, and yet so arousing. He pulls off your jeans and underwear in one swoop, but you don't stop. He's taken off his shirt and his shoes at this point, but his pants are still on and that frustrates you. He climbs on top of you and pulls your hand away from your clit.

"Don't worry," he keeps saying. He lifts your shirt over your head, and then traces his hands back to your bra. He unhooks it, and throws it away absentmindedly. He feels all over, tracing every inch of your body. You crave him so bad, your mouth hungrily searching for his. He kisses you, and you swirl your tongue around. You want to taste him. His tongue plays with yours for a bit, and then pulls away, only to unbuckle his belt. He drops it to the side.

You try to sit up to kiss him, but he pushes you back down by choking you slightly. "Oh no, sweetie. I'm in control here."

His hands feel amazing around your neck, and all you say is, "Yes sir." He grins at that. He takes his hands away to pull of his pants. Now he's only in his boxers. You whimper, begging him without words that you want more.

He taps his finger against your nose. "A good girl knows when to wait."

"I'm not a good girl," you growl, the most you could possibly say.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to punish you then."

"Please," you mutter, ready for anything. He holds your wrists above your head, leaning down to kiss your neck. He bites slightly, then moves up to nibble at your ear. You moan, shifting around under him.

"Are you ready?" he whispers into your ear.

"Oh yes," you groan. He smirks and finally, finally, takes off his boxers. He enters you, pushing as far as he can. He starts thrusting, perfectly hitting your G-spot.

"Good?" he strains.

"Amazing," you mumble, the word falling out of your mouth, accompanying your many moans. You approach your high, but it seems like you're stuck. You're right on the edge, but it's like he won't let you orgasm.

"You'd be right," he says, reading your thoughts. "This is your punishment."

"Please," you whimper, about to burst.

He pretends to think about it, then shrugs. "Whatever." His barrier breaks and you come forcefully. It's the strongest orgasm you've ever experienced. You moan as loud as you can, and soon it's over. You lay there, twitching, as he puts his clothes back on. He pulls your head up a bit, kisses you softly, then waves.

"See you later, princess."

"No."

He turns. "What was that?"

"Take me with you," you pant.

He pauses, then smiles. "Get dressed. I'll be waiting outside."

--------------------

You push open the doors. Sure enough, he's there waiting for you. He holds out his arm, and you slide yours into his. You don't bother to get into your car, and you and Lucifer walk away from the warehouse without a word.

"Welcome home," he whispers to you as you reach hell.

You smirk at him. "Good to be home."

Okaaaaaaay, sorry that took so long!! I've been so so busy, and didn't really have time to update. I hope you enjoy!!