A/N: So, by popular demand, a second part of this filthy duo. In case it's needed, EXPLICIT content is prominently featured. Continue at your own pleasure. After very heated and flushing discussion with my good friend Luniana, this just HAD to happen. That dirty, dirty, mind of hers is to thank for this ;)

PS: I've taken a scene from a cult classic movie in the beginning. Let me know if you recognize the scene and the movie it's from! :D


Three drinks in, and Chloe was feeling amazing. Without any discussion, she went home with Lucifer after their long work day since Dan had Trixie for the next couple of nights. That's why, three drinks in, she found herself in nothing but her shirt and underwear, standing on top of Lucifer's piano while he sat at the bench and played. The vibrations from the instrument tickled her feet, sending chills up her spine. She could feel her nipples harden under the material of her shirt, and Lucifer, ever valiant, did everything he could to not jump her then and there.

"Catch a chill, Detective?" he asked coyly, smirking up at her as his fingers continued to dance across the keys. He had taken off his jacket when she had peeled out of her jeans, unbuttoning the top button to allow his shoulders more room to move. She admired the skin she could see from her height, wondering exactly what he had done to fill out so nicely while she was away. What could the Devil lift that would challenge his body? Her teeth instantly found her bottom lip at the thought, her hips wiggling just a little.

Heat pooled between her thighs when she looked down at him, clearly noticing her sudden increase in arousal. He lifted an eyebrow, his hands barely slowing down as he held her stare. She lowered her eyes, taking the remaining sip from her glass before setting it down and grabbing the bottle of scotch Lucifer had next to the ashtray. He watched her with keen interest as she toyed with the bottle, the contents sloshing around, glinting in the light. Unable to take the way her thin fingers played with the mouth of the bottle, he moved to stand, the bench just beginning to scratch at the floor.

Chloe stopped him when he was half-way standing, lifting one leg and placing the ball of her foot on the center of his chest. She dug her toes in, just a little, watching the way his mouth opened in carnal fascination. With enough force to get his attention, she shoved him back down to his seated position, only moving her foot away once he was where she wanted him. He watched her pace along the top of his piano, her long legs exposed, her ass left uncovered by the small thong she wore. Yes, three drinks in, and Chloe Decker was feeling frisky.

She stopped once she was standing in front of him again, licking her lips before raising her leg again. She balanced perfectly on one leg, letting the other hang in the air in front of his face. She could feel his energy pulsing out with the need to touch her, but he was being a good Devil and staying put. Testing the waters, she placed her toes on his chin, his scruff tickling her skin. She heard him sigh as he tried to dip his head lower kiss her foot, but she shoved his face up. When he met her gaze, the brown in his eyes was gone, replaced by the fiery red glow she loved to see like this.

Chloe groaned at the sight, more arousal dampening the cotton of her underwear as she brought the bottle up to her shin. She scrunched her toes up until they reached his lips, where he eagerly opened his mouth for her. She gasped, looking down at her toes in the Devil's mouth, pouring the liquid down her shin and letting it cascade down into his mouth from her toes. He moaned loudly, moving his mouth around to try and catch every drop that made contact with her skin. She struggled to remain steady as his tongue tickled between her toes, encouraging him to reach out and hold on to her grounded ankle for support. He didn't grab the ankle close to his face, very much letting her control the pressure or movement of her leg.

She stopped when she was satisfied that she had just poured, at least, a few hundred dollars down her leg. She giggled when Lucifer groaned at the loss of liquid, grabbing her foot and licking a thick line along the bottom to gather any remaining alcohol. She quickly pulled her foot away, carefully stepping away from him, avoiding slipping on her wet foot. Chloe bit her lip when his eyes refused to die down, bringing the bottle up to her lips and collecting a mouthful before dropping to all fours. She could hear him growl as she crawled the short distance towards him, keeping her eyes on his. The burn of the liquor in her mouth was nothing compared to the burn deep inside her, just waiting for Lucifer to ease with every part of his body.

She leaned over the edge of the piano, tilting her head in his direction. He took the hint, leaning forward and opening his mouth directly below her lips. She pressed her mouth against his teeth, barely opening her lips to let the scotch pour into his mouth. She heard him swallow most of it before encircling her lips with his. He groaned into her mouth, licking it dry with sweeping strokes of his tongue. He afforded himself the opportunity to grab her face in one hand, keeping her where he wanted her while he continued to drink up the remnants of alcohol from her lips and chin. She hummed in approval when his other hand gripped her hair behind her head, pulling her head back to expose her throat. He moved his hand away from her jaw, dragging it down until it wrapped around her neck as he stood from the bench.

He pulled her head back even farther to keep her looking at him as he rose, dangerous red eyes staring down into her ocean blue ones. He stared down at her for a moment, bent down at his will, so very ready to take what he gave her. The little show she put on had him hard to the point of uncomfortable, and he would soon need relief before he completely lost control. He licked his lips, his head shaking as he growled at the pure beauty under his touch. He leaned down more, slowly, pressing his forehead into hers and just breathing in her air. He could hear her shaky breath and she tried to reach for his lips, but he kept himself far enough away to drive her crazy.

"Detective, you've got me all riled up," he murmured, his thumb leaving her neck to tug at her bottom lip. The small whimper she made had his knees weakening, but he hid it well. "What am I going to do with you?" he finished, his lips barely grazing hers before he quickly diverted and pressed them against the skin below her ear. She moaned as his tongue pressed along her pulse, trying to taste the blood pumping furiously through her jugular. She loved it like this, being moved and manipulated exactly where he wanted her, exactly where she got the most out of him.

Her fingers pressed painfully into the smooth wood of the piano as his teeth grazed down her neck and to the junction where it met her shoulder. He nuzzled her skin there, inhaling the sweet scent before taking a bite. She hissed air between her teeth before moaning as he kissed his way back up her neck. He pulled her hair harder, his other hand wrapping around her jaw to turn her face away from him. She could feel his breath against her ear, hot and thick, spreading goosebumps all over her body.

"Well, I know what I'm going to do with you," he admitted, sucking her earlobe into his mouth before rolling it between his teeth. He tugged her earring just a little before releasing her ear, a low, sultry chuckle reverberating out of his chest. "The only question is, which hole am I going to fuck first?" She didn't even try to stop the loud moan that made its way out of her throat, turning her eyes to the side as far as she could to try and get a glimpse of him. "By the time I'm through with you, every one of your pretty holes will be thoroughly fucked."

He pulled her face back towards him to shove his tongue down her throat, drinking in her groan fervently. She loved the way he kissed her; so deeply and passionately, no matter the manner of which they were together. It didn't matter if they were going slow, or if it was a quickie in her home before Trixie woke up; he kissed her as if he was pouring his soul into every time.

"How does that sound, Detective?" he asked, his low voice barely audible against her lips. He ran both hands down the back of her hair, returning them to the sides of her face to cup her affectionately.

"Sounds like it's just what I need," she replied, smiling against his mouth. She was rewarded with a low moan from him, almost feeling the sound waves against her skin.

"Good answer," he praised, pulling her towards him by his grip on her throat. She was forced to climb on to him or fall to the ground, so she gripped his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist, just below his ribs. His skin felt so hot through the material of his shirt, radiating into her wet center as if she were standing near a fire. He held her firmly against him, strong arms wrapped around her as he left open-mouth kisses along her throat. He walked them towards his bed diligently, tossing her onto the mattress effortlessly.

She posted herself up with her elbows behind her, her knees bending towards her chest while her feet hung in the air above his satin sheets. She playfully kicked her feet in the air, watching as he made a point to stand directly in front of her, knees pressed into the bed in a wide stance. She was amazed at how still he could stand, like a statue, only she was allowed to touch this work of art.

"All my holes, you say?" she preened, pushing her chest up, letting him get a good view on her constrained breasts, nipples tantalizingly poking into her shirt. He nodded, his expression serious as his eyes shamelessly stared at her pert chest hungrily.

"Oh, yes," he groaned dangerously, his voice deepening into a raspy growl. "They're all mine tonight," he informed her, lifting his hands to begin unbuttoning the cuffs on his sleeves. "Play with yourself. Show me what you want me to do," he ordered, keeping his eyes between her legs as he worked the buttons down his torso. Chloe parted her lips as she slowly spread her thighs, keeping her feet in the air. She was completely on display for him like this, the thin cut of damp fabric just barely covering her entrance. She started rubbing along the top of her pubic bone, over her underwear, sighing as her fingertips barely brushed the hood of her clit.

She moved her fingers lower, rubbing the length of her slit at an agonizingly slow pace, moaning into her hand for his show. Lucifer licked his lips, shrugging out of his shirt before continuing to his belt buckle. Chloe bit her lip, gasping under the red glow of his glare as she let her hand slide past the band of her underwear, out of his direct sight. He watched in pure adoration as her hand moved in small circles under the cloth, teasing him with the idea of what she was touching.

"Don't be a tease," he warned, his chin tilting up as he unclasped his slacks, tugging the zipper down slowly. "Let me see exactly what you're doing down there." She gave him a sly grin before looping her thumbs through the material on either side of her hips. She tugged the fabric up over her legs until she dangled it from one finger. "In your mouth," he ordered, nodding his head in the direction of her underwear. She could hear his intake of breath as she slowly pushed the article into her open mouth, letting a small amount hang out between her teeth.

Lucifer dropped his pants, cock bobbing once freed of the constraints, happy to have forgone briefs that morning. He toed out of his shoes and socks, kicking away his clothes as he watched Chloe start to rub herself again, any embarrassment she once felt long gone. She loved the way he would sigh, mouth open and head falling back as he watched her. He brought a hand up to wrap around his cock, lightly stroking himself in front of her in mutual masturbation. When he couldn't take it anymore, he lowered himself down, reaching out and pulling Chloe's hips to the edge of the bed by her legs.

He spread her legs wide, massaging his hands into the soft skin of her inner thighs, enjoying the way the small movements show just how wet she is when the light hits her. He groans, bending down and running his tongue through her folds, more an act to taste her than please her. She moaned anyway, falling back against the bed and moving to push her shirt above her breasts. He hummed in approval around her clit at the site of her bare chest, giving the small nub a final suck before moving up to pin her underneath his torso. He slid over her body in a sensual glide, hips nestling perfectly between her spread thighs. He pinned her arms over her head, holding on to her elbows as he bowed his head down and commanded her mouth. He shoved his tongue as far as it would go, feeling the back of her teeth and tasting every inch of her. She was helpless pinned beneath him, his weight and strength literally rendering her immobile in the best of ways.

He released her mouth and attacked her neck, trailing huge, open kisses over her skin, licking all over. She moaned and writhed under him, her arms straining at his hold, but he did not let up. He kept moving down until he pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking roughly before biting down on the hardened tip. She cried out, trying to arch her back as he chuckled and moved on to the next. He could feel how wet she was against him, coating his entire groin in her essence. He rolled into it, earning a groan from the woman below him. He popped his mouth off of her, rolling over to the side so he was on his back next to her. He reached over and grabbed her hair, guiding her face close to his throbbing cock.

"I want to fuck that sinful mouth of yours first," he stated, his voice as sultry as it could be. She licked her lips eagerly as she bent to lick him, but he halted her, grabbing her hip and motioning for her to straddle his face. He pressed down on her upper back to suck him as he wasted no time in diving his tongue inside her. She wrapped her plump lips around the head, swirling her tongue a few times before taking him as far as she could. His hips came up as he groaned into her heat, both hands pulling the globes of her ass apart so he had better access to everything.

Their height difference made this position a little tricky, but he never cared for having to hold his head up, leaning up so he could work that wonderful mouth of his all over her swollen flesh. She loved the way he would suck and pull on her sex, licking with broad and firm strokes and drinking her in. She sighed around his cock, tucking the head into the pocket of her cheek and popping it out of her lips, just how he liked. She pulled up and started to bob her head in rhythm with his tongue inside her, she let out a surprised squeal, muffled around his length, as he reached her tight, puckered hole.

"All these eager holes, just for me," he smirked, his lips brushing along her wet flesh as his hips thrust up into her mouth, meeting her bobbing motions. He brought one of his middle fingers to his mouth, sucking on the digit to coat it in a slurry of saliva and arousal. He teased the tight ring of muscle, circling around it before beginning to probe in. She groaned around his cock as he pushed his finger into her, running along the length of her slit to help her along. "You love when I feast on you with my finger in your ass, don't you, Detective?" he crooned, smiling into her at the lovely noises she was making.

"Yes," she replied, his cock pressing against the side of her face while she caught her breath. He was unrelenting, and she always wondered how his tongue hadn't fallen out of his mouth with how often he used it. Then again, the Devil's tongue probably never got tired. She pushed her hips back, accepting the sensations she was getting used to, the sensation that he made actually feel good. She had never liked any form of anal at all, until Lucifer showed her how it was done. The Devil made a believer out of her, all those nights ago, when he had slid his cock inside her and her entire body shuddered in pure pleasure.

"I can't wait to fuck that later," he moaned into her, pumping his finger in and out of her ass in sure strokes. "But first," he started, giving her a few long licks, free hand massaging her left cheek. "I want to know what it feels like when you cum while I fuck your throat." Chloe had no time to express her joy before he reached up and pressed into her back, forcing her head down onto his member. She braced her hands above his knees, allowing him total control of her body. He kept his one finger in her ass, his mouth assaulting her clit as he brought his other hand up to bury two fingers into her pussy. He could feel her body melt into his touch, but she didn't let that stop her from trying to suck the life out of him through his cock.

The whimpers and shaking signaled him to her imminent climax, so he decided to bring the onslaught up a notch. He added another finger to each hole, reveling in the stretch of her skin around his digits as he sucked harder onto her clit, flicking the bud with his tongue until he felt her explode around his fingers. Her muffled wails were interrupted by his cock thrusting down into her throat, but she held on to him as he manually drew her orgasm out longer. When she was desperate for air, she released him from her warmth mouth, her head falling against his hip as she tried to gather her nerves. She immediately felt the loss of fullness as he pulled his fingers out, kissing up along the round curve of her ass until he felt she was ready to move.

"That was so good," he praised, lifting her leg so he could move out from under her. He flipped her over, nestling his hips between her thighs once more to kiss her lips. As he worked his way to her ear, nibbling her lobe before breathing against the skin of her jaw, he adjusted himself so he could slide into her, without warning. The sound she made was a cross between a gasp and a moan, her hands coming up to dig nails into the tops of his shoulders. "And that's even better," he groaned, bottoming out inside her but still pressing into her, pushing their joined bodies up a few inches. He ground down into her, their hip bones knocking against each other in delicious friction as he reveled in the feeling of being so deep inside her.

Once satisfied with the depth and Chloe's blissful expression, he braced himself up on one arm, his other hand gripping behind her neck to hold her in place. He pulled out slowly, feeling the drag of her walls pull on his cock, begging him to return to their depths. His head fell back, exposing his neck and allowing Chloe to lean up and run her tongue along the side. Lucifer moaned in satisfaction before pulling her back down flat by her hair, having moved his hand up to hold on to the locks. He looked down at her with his predatory glare, his hips pumping against her in beating thrusts. He increased the strength behind his hips, pounding down into her aggressively, feeding off her cries and gasps as he nails drug down his back in ecstasy.

Releasing his hold on her hair, he reached down and grabbed behind her knee, lifting her leg and slinging it over his shoulder. His entire body continued to rock forward, the new angle allowing his cock to press in even deeper, her cervix receiving a wonderfully bruising hit. Chloe's back arched off the bed, the sensations making it seem like Lucifer was intent on fucking himself into her womb, which she would willingly take. His stance over her let him put his weight behind each thrust, and Chloe could feel the bedframe creak and crack with every move. She loved it like this, when he would, quite literally, fuck her so hard he would move the entire bed across the room.

She could feel another orgasm building in her loins, watching Lucifer's body roll and contract over hers always helped urge her along. The crimson of his once-brown eyes seeping into her soul as he so thoroughly claimed her body and mind. Only he could feel her like this, and only she could take it. She gasped into his mouth when his lips found hers again, tongues dancing together in their wet caves. The small space he allowed between them was half covered in shadow, half illuminated by dim light, showing all of the lines and edges of his body in perfect balance. His appearance wasn't even the best of it, the noises he made were like a symphony to her sex. His growls, groans, lovely, deep moans, and the small whimpers he couldn't hide… they all mingled in their shared air, sending goosebumps over her skin.

"We fit so perfectly like this, don't you agree?" he whispered into her ear, lowing himself down onto his forearm, cupping the top of her head with his other hand for leverage. She drug her hands up his back, grabbing at working muscle until she reached his hair. She tugged hard at the tresses, even making his head tip back. The chuckled growl she received drove her even closer to a second release and she groaned when he snapped his hips into hers with even more force. The bed screeched against the floor as it moved a few inches across the ground. She looked up at him with the fire of desire in her eyes, and she could see lustful pride in his ruby gaze.

He knew she was close, her swollen walls fluttering around his girth with every thrust. He could feel his own tension coiling, his balls pulling up towards his body. He loved the chase of it, prolonging their relief as long as he could, but he had plans tonight. He quickened his pace, increasing the force until he had shoved them up the bed, closer to the headboard. He pulled her leg back down, encouraging her to wrap her legs around the middle of his waist as he propped himself up with one fist by her head. His other hand reached for the top of the headboard, using the piece to pull him harder into her with every snap of his hips.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" she cried out, her arm wrapping around the one by her head, hand grabbing the inside of his bicep. She could feel her head hit the cushioned material of the headboard, and she was grateful he had the courtesy to make sure there was padding, although, she would have taken it without. She was so close it was almost painful, she just needed a small little push over the edge, and she knew he was about it give it to her when he licked the smirk off of his own lips.

"That's, right, Detective," he grunted, unrelenting and full of fire. "Squeeze that pretty hole around my cock and let me feel you cum on it". He felt her immediately contract, and he knew she was there. He lowered himself back down, covering her slender frame completely as he rocked into her through her orgasm. He cupped the side of her face with one hand, the other wrapping under her lower back. "Yes, Chloe, I can't wait to empty myself inside you and then take you all over again," he whispered into her ear followed by a low moan from deep in his chest. Chloe was still coming down from her orgasm, her walls still clamping down with every rut of his hips as he slammed inside of her, stilling for just a moment when his seed started to spill before continuing to slide in and out.

Those delicious noises she craved fell past his lips, ticking her neck and shoulder as he finally stopped, breathing hard and weighing heavily on her. He moved to kiss her lazily, taking his time tasting her lips as he rolled them over, letting her rest on top of him. He was still fully sheathed inside of her, and she wasn't surprised to find him still hard within her. They kissed for a few minutes, the heat gradually increasing as time went on and it was evident he was not through with her.

Lucifer pushed himself up to lean back against the headboard, pulling Chloe up to straddle his hips. She gasped when he hit impossibly deep within her channel, pulling her legs up to plant her feet on the bed next to his thighs. With practiced precision, he lifted her legs and quickly spun her around so she was sitting in his lap, her back pressed into his chest and her feet resting right above his knees. From this position, he could easily see down the front of her body over her shoulder, all the way down to where they were still connected, his cock straining inside her. She groaned at the angle, wiggling her hips and pulling a pleased moan out of him.

"There's still one more hole that needs attention, Detective," he whispered hotly into her ear as he pulled out of her, his cum and her arousal slowly leaking out and down towards the suggested entrance. Already warmed up from his ministrations earlier, Lucifer lifted her off of him enough to let the head of his cock press against her tighter opening. He slowly eased her down, letting her body tense and relax with every centimeter he pushed in at a time. Her head fell back against his shoulder as the deep, pleasurable burn ignited every nerve ending in her body. When he took her like this, it was indescribable. No one had ever made anal enjoyable, but Lucifer turned it into a religious experience.

"Fuck! Your ass is always so tight," he growled out, sliding his hands past the globes of her ass to grasp the backs of her thighs and pull her legs up closer to her face. One of her arms was wrapped around his head, her bicep on his chin as her fingers gripped his hair tightly, her other hand was fisted into the dark sheets. He started to gently rut his hips, a simple rocking motion that aided in stretching the tense muscles to comfort. "I'll fuck it nice and slow, just the way you like it," he groaned, pulling her legs back even more to allow his hips more room to roll under her. He was completely supporting her weight on top of him, all she had to do was enjoy the ride and try not to pass out from euphoria.

Every long, deep stroke of his cock inside her ass sent chills over her body, forcing her to grit her teeth out of pure desperation to control the pure ecstasy of the motion. He was a god like this; a tall, lean mass of an angel with a big, bad devil between his legs. She felt his lips trail over the top of her shoulder, scruff tickling her skin before his teeth sank down. Her entire body shuddered, her back arching, pressing her ass further onto him. A loud moan escaped his perfect lips as he released her legs and wrapped his arms around her. "Oh, I love it when you shake like that," he whimpered, kissing the bite mark he left.

"You feel so fucking good, Lucifer," she cried softly, pulling on his hair, desperately seeking more contact. The strong arms around her squeezed before moving over her body. One of his hands moved down south, slipping three fingers into her slick center, and the other moving up to her mouth, tracing her lips before plunging two fingers into her mouth.

"All these holes just for me to fill," he stated, adjusting his position against the headboard to have a better angle to go deeper inside of her. Chloe cursed out when the fingers inside her pussy started to push into that spongy spot inside of her with every thrust of his hips. He could feel the fingers inside of her through her ass, and that nearly had him spilling himself again. He wouldn't, not until he had her exploding over him. He increased the pressure of his fingers, meeting the long, sure strokes of his cock until she was almost convulsing, her grip in his hair painfully pleasant.

"I want you to cum for me one last time," he ordered, his accent as thick as ever in the throes of passion. "Then let my cum fill you up again, let me put it right where it belongs deep inside every part of you." He knew that could send her over the edge, the little bit of auditory stimulation that she loved when she needed just the smallest of nudges. She groaned around his fingers in her mouth, her body a quaking mess on top of him. With the help of his words, she imploded before bursting out like a supernova. The hand over her pussy covered the gentle release of fluid from her squirt and the muscles in her ass clenched around his cock so hard he thought it might actually bruise.

She bit down on his fingers as wave after wave rolled through her body like a tsunami. Her bite sent him over his own precipice, pouring himself inside her as deep as he could get, his cock pulsing with each spurt of release. He moved his hands away from their places on her body, bringing the one covered in her on release up to his lips and licking it clean before offering it to Chloe. She gladly accepted his digits, licking her essence off of his skin lazily, exhaustion filtering in through the pleasure.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," he whispered, pulling her face closer to his so he could kiss and lick her cheek. Without warning, he swiftly laid her down on the bed before moving on top of her, kissing down her stomach until he was at the apex of her thighs. She rested the balls of her feet on his upper back as he started licking each inner thigh before running his tongue through her used folds. He groaned as he tasted both of them, mixed together in holy matrimony in the vessel of their devotion. He was gentle on her overly sensitive flesh, pressing his tongue to her in barely-there tastes. He moved lower to the most recently used hole, the puckered flesh slightly more relaxed. He cleaned her there, as well, licking up every bit of their shared fluid with happy moans. When she was properly cleaned and unable to take anymore sweet torture from his mouth, he moved up along her side, pulling her into his side snuggly.

"I don't even think you're real," she panted out, looking at his very satisfied face in complete and total awe. "No man would ever do what you just did."

"Well, Detective," he started, leaning forward and kissing her chastely. "I feel we've established that I am not a man." He licked his lips before kissing her temple, resting his cheek on her head in contentment.

"No, you're sure as hell not," she whispered, nuzzling into the firm cushion of his chest, basking in the full-body experience she was still not used to having. That being said, she was always up for the full-body experience, and he was always ready to deliver.


A/N: So, that little clean-out section towards the end is for my good friend Luniana. Her filthy little desire was mine to happily write ;) I hope you all enjoyed it. A second part was highly requested, and we all know I aim to please you... Let me know what you thought... I have been enjoying letting myself get carried away in this. So much fun to explore ;) Have any more naughty things for me? Please? ;) Until next time, dark ones...