Lucifers Lost Angel

Chapter Thirteen | A Cold Shower Once More

I knocked repeatedly onto his door, though no answer. I knocked over and over and over again. Then I slide down the door, sitting onto the floor. "Lucifer!" I shouted; I have been waiting for him to wake up since two in the morning.

I know, I should not be doing this. But I cannot sleep at all, I tried with all my might but nothing was working. From counting to sheep to playing with my fingers. I could not sleep. My mother used to kiss my forehead. This man loves his sleep more than a woman likes food. I took the chance and pushed open the door, I see a figure cuddled with a back blanket in bed.

His bedroom was darker than I expected, black wooden floors along with black painted walls. Long windows that showed the forest. Hell was not as bad as I had thought to be, it was pretty nice. Decent. Just like a human world but darker and boring.

"Lucifer..." I whisper, I walk towards the bed and pinch Lucifer quickly before holding back. "Lucifer, I cannot sleep"

"Demon. I am resting, get the hell out of my room!" He shouted in a whisper, afraid that if he shouted any louder he would wake up. I sighed and slumped onto his bed, my arms folding over my chest. He brings the covers farther up his face and covers himself. I look at him for a split second before looking at my fingers. Without even knowing I yawned.

"Can I sleep next to you?" I whispered, I bent over his body and pulled down the covers that tried to cover his face, his eyes open, revealing the green orbs that struck straight into my own. I smiled at him but to him it looked like I was upset since my head was upside down. "Please, I do not like sleeping on my own here..."

"Fine, you sleep on the floor." I smiled nodding my head as I slide of his bed. Sitting on the floor, I lay my head down on my arms as I close my eyes. A small smile formed on my lips; his room was warmer than the room I was sleeping in.

"It is slightly uncomfortable, but it will do. Thank you Lucifer." I mumbled, before devouring myself into light sleep. It has been about twenty minutes; I still could not sleep. I hear the bed shuffle slightly. Before a loud sigh. "I did not mean literally-may the devils help my soul." He whispers. "Demon."

"Yes, Lucifer."

"Get on the bed." I smiled, jumping up from the floor as I lifted up the covers sliding inside the bed. My head was devoured into the pillows, allowing the soft feathers inside to indulge me. "Lucifer, can I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"Is your mother dead?"

"No."

"But in your-I heard that she passed away." I asked.

"Well, she did not, to me she has but to everyone else that which is still alive."

"Would you ever forgive your father for what he has done to you?" I asked, the questions were annoying me. I might as well ask him so I know how he feels about the subject. I would completely understand if he did not want to bring it up anymore.

"No, now stop asking stupid questions."

"What happened between you and your mother?"

"Demon enough."

"I am sorry, I did not mean to overstep any boundaries."

"Well, you did, I do not like talking about my parents." My mouth was about to open, before I closed it once again. He was right. "It is not like I am asking you if your mum died or if your dad left you."

"Well, I would be a hypocrite if I do not answer." Lucifer's body turns around. His piercing green eyes staring straight into my blue ones, his hands push a lock of my hair behind my ears. His eyes glance down at my lips for a silent second. "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like what you are doing now?"

"How is that?" He smirked, moving his head closer to my own. His hands stroking my cheeks. I look up at his nose, his eyes intimidating me.

"Like you want to do something to me."

"Because I do."

"What?" I whispered shyly, why was he being so straight forward. Not that I knew he was not like this; this man would say anything to get his point across.

"I do want to do something to you..." He whispers.

I stilled for a minute, figuring out what this man wanted to do to me. "Is it something good or bad?"

"Bad."

"How bad?"

"So bad, that I just wake up from my sleep. You smell of dis-"

"Okay, you do not need to be rude." I interrupted

"I was not trying to be rude-"

"You just said I smell."

"As in down there." He looked down at me, my eyes travelled to where his landed. At my flower? Why would that smell? "How could my flower smell?"

"Because you are wet."

"Wet?"

"Have you ever m*********d demon?" He asked, my eyebrows raise. I shook my head and he chuckles as he lays on his back staring at the ceiling. "I am not really surprised, so you really are a virgin."

"I am, my mother said I am not allowed to do anything naughty with a man but she has never explained any further. Lucifer, if a woman can satisfy a man. Can a man do that to a woman?" I whispered; Lucifer's head turned to my own.

Lucifer decided not to answer the question and pretends to sleep, I nudge his shoulders whispering his name, "Lucifer!" He groans as he looks into my direction.

"Yes."

"Answer my question."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I thought you were here to help me 'gain feelings back not to use me for your s****l needs." He said, he was right. I was meant to help gain his feeling but this satisfaction was getting to me. I wanted to know. "Fine, a woman can satisfy herself."

"She can?"

"Yes,"

"How?"

"She can do many things, vibrator. Fingers, brush. Woman nowadays even use a couch. Now goodnight demon. Do not wake me up otherwise I will kill you." From there. I could not get it out of my mind. I wanted to be satisfied. I wanted to know how it would feel. Would I moan the same way Lucifer does? He looked like he enjoyed everything that woman was doing to him. Maybe if I got to the red room, I could take a vibrator and ask how to use it.

"Can you teach me?"

"Alright, get out of my room." He said pointing to the door.

"Come on Lucifer, I satisfied you. Now it is your turn." I utter, Lucifer sits up properly. I smile as I sit up as well. He looks me in the face. "You want me to teach you-to satisfy you?" He asked, I nodded my head profoundly and he sighs. His hands wiping down his face.

"Please."

"Are you sure?"  I nodded my head; he sighs and nods his own head. "Lay down onto the bed." I did as he said, he towers over me. My heart beats continuously as he slowly drags down the covers revealing my bare legs, only to notice that my dress rode up slowly. Lucifer looks at me, his hands grip my waist gently pulling me down closer to him.

His hands lift my dress, revealing my underwear. He pulls my underwear down, slowly as his eyes do not leave my own. I feel the bare wind slap itself against my flower, Lucifer looks down, slowly spreading my legs to his greedy eyes.

His hand, his hand slides up my legs, caressing them before reaching my inner thigh. He bends his head down, leaving soft kisses, I gasp at the contact he gave me. He continued doing so until his fingers graze my flower. "Lucifer." He looks up at me.

He slowly begins rubbing onto me, I feel something mix in my stomach. Lucifer rubs slightly harder yet slower. I gasp at the feeling he has given me; he then uses his thumb and rubs something which makes me moan loudly. I just moaned, the sensational feeling this man was giving me was unbearable. That all stopped when I let out a scream as I feel something insert into me.

"Lucifer!" I moaned loudly, my hands grab onto the sheets, my back arches with surprise. I look down and see him using his fingers as he slowly pushes it into me. I was about to say something before he puts in another finger.

 I feel something wanting to burst out of my stomach, I was moaning loudly but Lucifer did not stop me. Instead, he goes even faster. My toes were curling as my legs wrapped itself around his head. "Lucifer, I feel something-Oh my-Lucifer!" Without even knowing, I feel myself let go of the burden in my stomach.

My head and back slam against the bed, what was that amazing feeling? "Do you want to taste yourself?" He whispered, only to notice he was ow towering over me.

"Taste myself?" I questioned.

"Yes, you just cummed." I cummed? Does that mean I was satisfied? Lucifer just satisfied me; it was amazing. I nodded my head; he smiles as his hands creep its way back to my now soaking wet flower. He rubs his fingers inside and out. I gasp before he brings his finger was brought near my mouth. "Go on then...taste it."

I open my mouth, as his fingers push itself inside. I slowly lick of his finger tasting something unbearably sweet. "My turn." He whispered; his body travels back down. My heart beat increases as his mouth covers my flower. I gasp when I feel his tongue, my hands grab his head as it licks everything.

After a few minutes, he settles down beside me. My hands rest on my stomach as I turn my head to look at him. I was out of breath from moaning. "Consider yourself satisfied." He whispers.