Come and play - Lucifer (Smut)

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Song: Rihanna - Disturbia

You were there again. The place where you'd drift to sleep and be tortured. But not by anyone, Lucifer himself. You'd tell people about these 'dreams' but their response was always, "They're just dreams." These weren't just dreams. They felt so real. You were so scared one time you didn't sleep for a week, but of course, you got put on meds by your family and were forced to sleep again. Sometimes you'd wake up with the marks and bruises he'd leave on you.

"Hello sunshine, come play." You opened your squinted eyes to see Lucifer. It didn't even surprise you anymore.

"Hi, Satan. What shall it be today? Cutting into my ribs with a kitchen knife or dislocating all my limbs and leaving me alone till I awake?" You scoffed, realizing you weren't in your usual torture chamber. You didn't have chains or a lockdown chair. You sat in a bedroom.

"Hmm," He approached you, "Although both of those sound's quite satisfying, I'm trying something different today." His smirk taunted you.

"Bedroom? So, instead of terrifying nightmares you're gonna give me wet dreams?" You giggled, seeing Lucifer's bland face.

"I'm in your head. You don't think I know everything you think about? Me, you, a bed, fucking like there's no tomorrow." Lucifer chuckled, crossing his arms.

"Oh, because Satan knows everything," You mocked, rolling your eyes. "Don't tell me you haven't thought about bending me over a table." His eyes widened in amusement and he laughed again.

"I'm not denying." His lips curved in a smile and you looked up at him as he bent closer. Were you really flirting with Satan? And after all the times he's tortured you!? But it was just a dream.

His lips pressed against yours roughly, he pulled your hair, bringing you to your feet and pushing you backwards as you fell onto the bed behind you. He tore off his white shirt, (Yes, satan was wearing white.) unbuckling his jeans and lightly tugging them down and they fell by themselves.

"Just for warning, I am kinda big so.." For Satan, he contained a lot of sarcasm.

"Kinda?" You quoted, being shut up by Lucifer's mouth on yours. He ripped at your clothes, successfully leaving you naked. His eyes skimmed your body, leaving bites and kisses along the way.

"Oh, and one other thing," You didn't even have time to ask 'What' before he cuffed your hands to the bedpost and your feet to the bottom. "Now we may proceed."

You sighed and watched as Lucifer prepped himself with strokes of his strong hand. Little moans slipped through his teeth as he handled himself. It seemed like years later until he turned back to you and finally aligned himself. Maybe this was another form of torture worse than the others before? Fucking you, slowly, then leaving you wanting and needing more.

He pushed in, making you jolt and whine. He got off on your pain and sexual desire for him. You arched your back, pressing your naked body closer to Lucifer's. He went agonizingly slow. Fuck.

"I bet a grandpa can fuck faster than you." You spit rudely, frustrated from the turtle speed he kept just to piss you off. He looked down at you, his eyes fully black, making you jump a little. "Shit." You looked away from his gaze. He chuckled and sped up. He was going 100 MPH on your vagina (This comedic to me. I have no idea why, lmao.) "UGH FUCK." you threw your head back into the pillow, pulling against the cuffs needing to move around. Your climax approached so fast you had no idea what happened. You climaxed and passed out from the pleasure.

Lucifer's hands wrapped around the sides of your neck, making you gasp for air slightly as he continued to thrust you towards your next climax. Your sex was so sensitive and still aching for more. His hands traveled between your legs, circling your bundle of pleasure as he continued thrusting rapidly. The fire in your pit grew faster. "I-I'M-" You came again. You've never had multiple orgasms in one run before.

Lucifer watched as you tried with all your might to get out of the cuffs to avoid another orgasm. It was unavoidable with what he was doing. "PLEASE-E." You whined, tearing up. Another orgasm ripping through your thin sore layers. He pulled out of you, leaving you chained to the bed as he sat on the loveseat watching you pant.

You woke up, sweating and panting. You quickly got up going to the bathroom. You felt your underwear and they were soaked. You were still sore and sensitive. Oh my god. You changed and got water, laying back in bed. You exhaled deeply and layed your head down.

Maybe these wet dreams wouldn't be as bad as you thought.

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