Hermione touched him as if he wasn't wearing anything, gliding her hands over cotton and wool and rolling her face against his chest.
Undoing his zip, she opened his trousers first then untucked his shirttails.
Her belly pressed to his length, rubbing against him like a cat.
Lucifer choked back a groan and watched as she parted his shirt.
Resting her forehead on his chest, she hugged him closer.
Her teeth clamped over one nipple, and she bit him carefully, making him hiss.
"Fuck...." Hermione dragged his shirt down his shoulders and dropped it to the floor.
Gliding her hands up towards his shoulders, she tilted her head to one side. "L-Lucifer! Your back!"
....Oh no, spell couldn't hide it any longer huh....
"It's fine, love. Besides, what else did you expect when I severed it?"
"FINE? It looks like you got in a fight with a cannonball. And lost!"
Lucifer smirked. "I will take my wings back, will heal back later. I've had worse."
Sigh, he also hoped not to regret his decision, but if this can help just a bit to save Hermione's life.....
'It's all Mum's fault to not let wipe them out completely, giving me a chance to repair them...'
Hermione looked up at him. 'I guess you have, haven't you.'
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
His hands came up, cupping her sad face. "For what?"
"I'm sorry you've been hurt so much."
"That's . . . sweet, pet." It sounded as though Lucifer wanted to spit the taste of the word out of his mouth.
"But the past is over and done with. I'd like to forget it. Especially right now. I have better things to think about."
Her lips curved into a shy smile. "Maybe I should kiss it and make it better."
Lucifer smirked at her. "Kiss what?"
Hermione grinned. "I'm open to suggestions."
Lucifer watched her sink down to kneel in front of his crotch.
She pulled his boxers away from his body to get them over his jutting erection then eased his trousers and shorts down his hips until his balls were visible.
Hermione kissed his silky head as she pushed his clothes to the floor.
Poking out her tongue, she tasted his shaft.
'Essence of Lucifer.'
A smile teased her lips. She could identify him by flavor alone.
'Not a gameshow I've ever seen . . . but I'd definitely win!'
A groan purred from his throat as she took him in her mouth.
Lucifer let her continue. He wasn't close, so he could just enjoy the experience.
Her tongue teased his tip, and he closed his eyes to concentrate on the sensation.
"You taste like sex," she murmured against him.
"I'm going to taste like your arse in a minute. Get on the bed. I want to get you ready."
Her heart tried to escape, but her ribcage kept it contained.
"How do you want me?" she asked as she scrambled over the mattress.
"On your knees. Bend over."
Her large tits touched the bedspread, feeling overly sensitive against the thick material.
"Lovely," he murmured as he traced the lines marring her buttocks.
His hands slid up her inner thighs, and a lone finger collected the nectar from between her lips.
He tasted how much she wanted him.
'I'm going to make you love this....'
Palming her backside, Lucifer spread her wider.
The cane had left her skin warm, and he could feel the heat against his lips as he trailed over the pink stripes.
His mouth was velvety wet on her sore flesh; the wisp of warm breath made goosebumps erupt across the backs of her legs.
Her eyes went wide as his tongue lapped at her puckered entrance.
'Holy fuck! Now I know why he liked this so much.'
She moaned and opened her legs further.
Lucifer smirked against her cheek. She tasted clean.
He could detect a faint scent of citrus from her soap as he pressed his nose to her tailbone.
Licking softly at her hole, he listened to her come undone.
"Would you like more, pet?" he asked, keeping his lips to her skin.
A spastic tremble tore through her. "Yes, sir. Thank you!"
Lucifer picked up his wand and flicked it toward the pillows; they stacked themselves in the center of the bed.
"Go lie over the pillows."
Hermione crawled up the bed, draping her hips over the downy mound.
Turning her head, she watched him climb in behind her and push open her legs so he could lie between them.
His face pressed into her bum, and she bucked when his tongue found its target.
It tapped and flicked over her twitching hole, and when his tongue actually entered her, she groaned and rocked against the pillows, her hips laughing at her commands to stay still.
Two fingers sank into her pussy, rubbing the spots he knew she liked best.
"Oh God, Lucifer, please!"
"Yes, pet?"
"I'm getting closer."
"Good."
Lucifer got the jar of lube from the edge of the bed and dipped in two fingers.
He held her open with one hand as he painted her hole with the slick gel.
She let him enter with no objection, so he added the other finger. She pushed back to meet his hand.
"More?" he asked sarcastically.
"Yes, p-please," she whimpered.
Three fingers slowly disappeared inside her tight entrance. Her muscles clenched around him, and he stopped, waiting for her to relax.
"Let me in, love."
Hermione willed her sphincter to relax, and the tension in her bum traveled up her back.
He sank deeper and whispered his approval against her backside.
When she didn't tense again, Lucifer twisted his hand, making sure she could really handle three fingers before trying to get his dick inside.
She begged for more with a loud moan, and he pushed in harder, forcing her hips into the pillows.
Staying deep, he pumped out a slow rhythm. "Do you like that, pet?"
"Gods, yes!"
She was ready.
Lucifer climbed up and knelt over her, picking her up and turning her on her side.
She stared back at him as though she wanted to eat him alive.
Scooping out a large amount of lube from the jar, he fisted his hand over his length, thoroughly coating himself.
Keeping the lube close at hand, Lucifer lay down on his side behind her, and pulled her back into his chest.
"Are you ready, love?" he whispered into her hair.
She wiggled into him. "Yes. Please don't make me wait anymore."
He re-lubed her opening then pulled her top leg up to her chest. "Tell me if it hurts. We're not in a hurry here."
She nodded, her pigtails tickling his chest and neck.
Leaning back a little, Lucifer studied her cleft as he spread her cheeks with one hand and touched his glans to her hole.
When he flexed his hips, she was so insanely slippery with lube his head sank in with relative ease.
It was breathtakingly hot and tight inside.
Nudging a bit deeper, he guided himself into her tract.
Once he got started, he let go of his cock and held her waist.
"Try to relax, love," he whispered.
"Breathe."
Hermione inhaled and held in the air for a few seconds. She let it out in a long slow release, trying to exhale her nervousness.
His knob was resting just inside her. It didn't hurt (yet), but she was ready to jump out of her skin.
His fingers massaged away the anxiety pooled in her lower back.
"That's it. Let go." That twitching ring of muscles felt unbearably tight.
Every time she relaxed, he eased in another few millimeters.
Hermione let out a sigh. It really didn't hurt.
She felt stretched and full, but it wasn't painful.
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