Summary: AU. Lucifer knows he's missing something from his life, but he doesn't know he sees his missing piece every day and he doesn't realise how precious one person can be. But then he discovers that she's leaving. Can he stop her before she does? Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own my OC.
Characters/Pairings: OC. Alaina Singer/Lucifer (eventual), Lucifer/Minor OCs, Lucifer/Meg, Michael/Ruby, Dean/Castiel, Sam/Jess, Jimmy/Amelia, Gabriel/Jo, Crowley/Anna, Chuck/Becky, Lilith (five years old - Ruby's sister), Ash, Alastair, Bobby, Karen, John, Mary.
A/N: This fic is gonna end up dark in places, because Alaina's gonna go through a confusing time as well as Lucifer, so enjoy and I won't make it too dark, but it'll be a little messed up and strange at times.
The Waiting is the Hardest Thing
Chapter Two: A Friend in Need
As Lucifer pulled Meg through his front door, the two of them ran upstairs to his room, locking the door and collapsed on the bed in a tangle of limbs. Meg's shirt flew off, Lucifer's joining hers in moments. He bit her neck and kissed it as he pressed her into the mattress, Meg unfastening her bra and throwing it to the floor with Lucifer's clothes. She smiled as his lips met her chest, hands reaching up her short black skirt to her panties. Thank God! She'd been waiting all day for this.
He pulled the underwear from Meg's body, leaving her in just her skirt. He unbuckled himself and kicked his jeans off, slipping his boxers off before pulling her skirt down and kissing his way down her body, pulling her towards the edge of the bed and kneeling at the foot of it, his head disappearing between her thighs.
"Oh God!" Meg cried, fingers twisting in the bed sheets as Lucifer worked magic with his tongue.
She gasped and moaned, rocking her hips against the older teen's ministrations. Lucifer pulled away, gripping her thighs as he slid a condom on and entered her, kissing her feverishly before moving his hips against hers, both of them moaning at the sensations.
"Fuck..." Lucifer breathed, beginning to pound into Meg as she moaned and gasped at his movements.
She gripped his forearms, grimacing and gritting her teeth before reaching up and biting his neck, suckling at it to bring the blood to the surface, leaving him with a stunning reminder on his neck of their passionate encounter. He was close and both of them began to sweat, Meg's hair growing damp he found as he ran his hands through it.
"Lucifer..." She breathed, "Oh my God! M'gonna come..."
"That's what I like to hear..." Lucifer chuckled, moaning as he thrust deeply and Meg arched from the mattress, their bodies meeting and her ample breasts meeting his chest, "Fuck, Meg..."
With that, they stared at one another, sharing rough kisses before Meg lay back on the mattress, body arching slightly while Lucifer struggled to support himself on his shaking arms, the pair of them coming hard as they rode through their orgasm. Lucifer collapsed on top of Meg and regained his breath, kissing her lips again before pulling back and grinning at her.
"Atta girl."
Meg grinned, Lucifer pulling out of her as they covered themselves with the sheets and lay side by side, Lucifer wrapping an arm around Meg who lit a cigarette, relaxing against Lucifer and taking a drag, chuckling and snuggling down with him.
"Damn, you're good..." She said, regaining her breath, "The girls were right."
Lucifer's smile dropped at that and he rolled his eyes. He'd done it all to himself though, by sleeping with so many girls. He felt that familiar feeling of emptiness and that feeling of a bare space inside him, one that couldn't be filled by any of the girls he'd been with. He'd normally call his best friend, Alaina after they left him and talked. It made him feel just a little better than he did; made him feel worthy and that little happier. He didn't know why. Meg finished her cigarette and left it on the metal coaster on the bedside table, kissing Lucifer's cheek before getting dressed and winking at him.
"Thanks, babe." She said, "See you later."
That was it. They were over.
Lucifer sank back against the pillows, looking to his cell phone and biting his lip, eyes closing as he heard the front door slam. At least he'd had sex again, right? Who the fuck was he kidding? This life sucked, he knew, but he just couldn't fill that empty space, and for now, fucking plenty girls just seemed to do the trick for him (at least for the thirty minutes or so it lasted for) so he'd stick with that for now. Thirty minutes of completeness a week did him fine...didn't it?
He trailed back through the girls he'd slept with, his first being a girl called Amber who seemed pretty content with his performance and of course the word had spread, his reputation grew and then he'd slept with at least twenty girls in the space of five months. He still ached from that empty part of him though, that incomplete feeling returning to him when they left. It made him, more often than not, want to break down and cry, but he didn't. He was Lucifer Novak for fuck's sake, he didn't cry.
He was the high school stud and he had to keep that reputation up. It was expected. He never knew though that the missing piece of him was there every day, there all the time and right under his nose. He didn't know he'd get that very special girl falling into a state of mind where she thought that the more experienced she was, the more he'd love her. He didn't know that he might lose that special girl. Mostly, he didn't know the missing piece of him was the one he turned to when he needed to talk, the one who he relied on and who relied on him. He didn't know his missing piece was Alaina. If only he did.
Alaina's cell phone rang and she checked the caller ID, seeing the name and smiling. His family were all named after angels, yet he was the only one who had his angelic status as the caller ID. Morning Star. Taking a deep breath, Alaina let it ring for a moment before answering, putting her laptop down and settling against her pillows.
"Hey, Lucifer."
"Ali..."
"You okay?"
"Yeah...I guess...you?"
"I'm okay."
There was silence and then the confirmation came through.
"Meg left me."
Alaina sighed and rubbed a hand over her forehead, grimacing before answering.
"I'm sorry, hun." She breathed, "You wanna go out or anything?"
"Um...could you come over?" Lucifer asked, "Please?"
Alaina fought to suppress a sigh and she nodded, closing her eyes and rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"Okay. I'm on my way, sweetheart." She said softly, "I'll be twenty minutes."
The two of them hung up and Alaina shed her tears before slipping on her jacket and sneakers, grabbing her keys and cell phone before setting of towards the Milton house. She hated to hear Lucifer hurting like he did when his girls left him. He wasn't with anyone for more than a few days and she knew that sex was a part of those few days, almost like the final hurdle to cross. She was still a virgin. He didn't do virgins, or so Meg and Cassie had told him. Cassie was one of her best friends too, so she trusted her.
She just hoped Lucifer was okay when she got to him. She hated seeing him trying to put on a smile, when clearly he wasn't happy, although he told her why, but there was something he was hiding.
-TBC-
