City of Sin
Damnation V
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***CoS***
Lucifer frowned as he glanced at the sign just outside of their destination. Was Chloe trying to hint at something? Imply something that she wanted? It certainly was not a place he would be interested in spending any more time than necessary at and was already hoping that this was some sort of elaborate prank.
Or maybe this was her way of giving him ideas for revenge against Amenadiel? Forcing him to interact with the elderly certainly seemed like a punishment befitting someone of his newfound insignificance.
The car parked and the blonde gave him a small smile, "We're here."
"Since you have been so secretive up until now, are you going to tell me why we are at a retirement home?"
"Just… following up on a hunch."
Before the Devil could inquire further, she stepped out of the car and began making her way towards the front door, forcing him to take long strides to catch up. Inside was just a dull as the exterior. It smelled of 'old person' and the walls were covered in tacky wallpaper and pictures of either founding supporters or calming scenery.
Personally, Lucifer would have preferred strippers and alcohol.
The woman at the front desk wore something that looked like a cross between a nurses uniform and pajamas. "Name?" she asked, eyes not leaving the computer screen in front of her.
"Decker, we spoke on the phone."
She nodded, clicked a few buttons before nodding again. "Looks like he's outside right now, all the way down this hall and to your left."
With barely a thanks Chloe turned, gestured for Lucifer to follow, and continued towards the indicated path. Moments later and they were outside. The woman glanced around, before making a beeline towards one person in particular, her lover close behind. Just as they reached him the man raised his hand to stop them.
"Be with you in a minute, I've been working on this for almost an hour now." They paused, watching for another few moments as he gently tapped the golf ball, sending it through the clown's mouth through a series of hidden passages, and into a hole on the ground a few feet away. "Perfect" the man said, before turning back towards them, leaning on his brightly colored golf club.
Chloe stared, Lucifer stared, he stared until it was the tallest of the three who broke the silence.
"MINI GOLF!?"
He merely smiled warmly, waiting as the Devil began to pace, "Of all the damnable places on this damnable rock you created, and you are in a retirement home playing MINI GOLF!?"
"Nice to see you too son, and I'm happy to finally meet you, Chloe."
She nodded, a bit unsure now that her guess had proven correct, "So that makes you… God, right?"
"That is what some call me, yes." Meanwhile, Lucifer was still walking around, agitation clear in each step.
"He does raise a good point, why here of all places?"
God gestured around him, "I've always wanted to relax and do some golfing. What could be more fun than adding a spin onto it?"
Here Lucifer stopped and turned back to the deity, "And what about your duties? Does religion ring any bells dad?"
But God merely waved off his concerns, "Think of this as the ultimate test of faith son, it shows what humanity is really made of when they don't have an all-knowing parent staring over their shoulder."
"And all the crime and sin that came from your departure?"
The older man smiled, "I assure you Chloe, humans will sin and commit evil whether I sit on a golden throne or not. My departure didn't change anything in humanity, it merely took away the subconscious incentive for some."
"And then you just… retired!?"
"I've been working for a long-time son. I think it's about time that I did."
Lucifer threw his hands up into the air with half-rage, half-annoyance. "All those millenniums preaching about duty, appointed tasks, and responsibilities and you just ditch them all!"
The fallen angel went back to his angry pacing while Chloe continued with her own questions. "Why here though. Surely you could just create your own planet or pick beachfront property with a view of the ocean."
"I could have, but then I would miss out on the full experience. This isn't a vacation for me, I want to truly retire, to leave running creation in the hands of…"
"Of Michael. You left Heaven to be ran by that egomaniacal asshole!"
God merely quirked an eyebrow at his son's tirade, as if to question him making such a claim. It worked, and Lucifer's anger dimmed to the point he was just muttering to himself. "I didn't choose anyone to be in charge. I thought it would be a nice change to let Heaven decide upon its own ruler for once. Democracy is such a beautiful thing after all."
"When it works," Chloe chimed in, "You aren't considering that your children aren't used to making decisions like that. From what we've heard its almost civil war up there."
This had the deity pausing to consider her words, before giving a shrug, "Then they will need to learn their lesson the hard way, just as humanity had to over thousands of years."
The blonde merely shook her head, "I understand what you are trying to do but there are better ways than just abandoning your children. You could have talked to them first, explained the reasons instead of just vanishing. That isn't what a parent does for their children, and if you are God then you are supposed to be the parent for angels and humans. You left everyone without so much as a word and expected us to understand?"
"Does a parent not look forward to the day when their children are ready to move out and be on their own? Do they not dream of seeing what the child can accomplish through their own merit, their own intellect and strength?"
She saw his reasoning, understood it even, but still disagreed. "They do, but they also try and prepare them for this, not just dump them on the street and disappear."
But God seemed to ignore her, "It was time, past time really, for all of my children to find their own way. I had been keeping too close of an eye on humanity, and the angels? Well, it is clear I coddled them too much."
"Coddled!?" a voice demanded in outrage, "You banished me to Hell! Exiled me from my brothers and sisters!" Turning, Chloe beheld Lucifer's burning eyes, his demonic appearance shining through from his anger and emotions. She didn't blame him one bit, merely relieved that there weren't any normal humans around to see it.
The deity waited calmly, face betraying nothing but patience, as if a parent dealing with a child's temper tantrum.
Minutes later and the Devil had calmed enough to revert his appearance, though the agitation remained evident in his eyes and body language.
"You disobeyed Lucifer, just like with a child you had to learn there are consequences to your actions."
The fallen angel seemed ready to interject once more when Chloe reached out and took his arm, steady and comforting. "I believe we were wrong Mr… God. It seems to be best for everyone that you chose retirement when you did. We will stop by another time. It was nice meeting you."
Nodding, he gave his own farewells as the blonde practically dragged her lover back to the front parking lot and to their car, Lucifer muttering curses to himself all the while. "Cannot believe that son of a… the nerve of him to… such a hypocritical…"
"You're angry" she pointed, out earning her a slight glare as if to confirm her suspicion. "Good" Anything response he had in mind was interrupted as she turned around, planted both hands on his car, and shook her hips side to side, "Then do something productive with that anger."
Lucifer was behind her in an instant, a growl being the only warning she received before he tore her pants in two and thrust inside of her, completely buried into her pussy with one motion.
"F-fuck!"
A hand slipped under her shirt, tearing her bra open and groping one breast with bruising intent. "Never been fucked out here in the open, have you?" The Devil practically snarled in her ear, earning what little shaking of her head she could muster. "Never in the open? On display? Knowing that any moment a car could drive by and see your body, see you being ravaged."
Chloe moaned, pushing back against him and earning a slap to her ass in turn.
"I think I'll keep you locked in my bedroom this week, my personal toy to use and fuck."
The image he painted was certainly an erotic one, and she let out another moan at the thought of being literally tied to his bed.
It appeared he wasn't quite done with filling her fantasies, however. "I had even thought about sharing you. All that female attention really should be balanced with a few cocks to fuck don't you think? Maybe some gang members to use your body or a few rich businessmen who think themselves so much more powerful than everyone else. Would you like that Chloe? Using them, or perhaps for them to use you?"
Luckily, he wasn't expecting an answer, as the blonde wouldn't have known what to say even if she were capable of speech at that moment.
"For now though, I'm keeping you to myself." His hand snapped up, grabbing her throat and pulling her head back as he switched to quick, shallow thrusts. "You are mine. You can have your little harem of women, have those who are desperate for your attention, and we can figure out faceless men if you so desire later, but above all I choose who fucks you. You are my queen, no one else's and soon you will accept that."
Chloe whimpered at the thought, before she felt him pull back then slam back into her, burying himself as he filled her with liquid fire.
***CoS***
"Were you serious, about what you said to him?"
Chloe looked over to the driver, opting not to drive back due to how her limbs still quivered, and the fact she was wearing just his suit jacket, her own clothing ruined. "That we are better off?" He nodded in confirmation, and the blonde smiled, "I did. Lucifer, no offense but your dad is an asshole. He just left everyone without so much as a word or explanation. Someone like that doesn't deserve to oversee existence."
The Devil was silent in contemplation as they drove on. An hour later, when they were halfway to Lux, he glanced over to see the blonde sending out a quick text. Normally, he would have leaned over a bit, to see what she was texting and to who, but just the sight of her in nothing but his clothes sent shivers through his body and had his fingers curling just a bit tighter around the steering wheel.
As if reading his mind, she spoke a moment later, "I was texting Maze, asking her to round up the others."
"Oh?"
Chloe nodded, "I'm ready, to accept your offer if it is still on the table."
Lucifer nearly drove off the side of the road when he realized what she meant.
She was ready to become his queen.
***CoS***
"Decker, listen we can discuss this."
Chloe rolled her eyes in exasperation. She had been called into her boss' office ten minutes prior, and then sat through him critiquing her work, making idle career threats, and telling her that she needed to 'shape up if she wanted to be as good as the men.'
Honestly, what did the man think was going to happen? She was just going to sit around and take the blatant abuse for the rest of her life? She should have quit her job months ago.
"No, we can't. I've tolerated you and the others for this long because I was afraid of change, I like helping people, and the few coworkers I like. But I've gotten over two of these, and Ella emailed you her two weeks' notice this morning."
The man looked noticeably panicked, and the blonde wasn't surprised in the least bit. Despite his shitty personality, and how he had demeaned them, he knew who the hardest workers were in his precinct.
Without her and Ella, they would fall behind in both lab work, interviews, and the backlog within a week or two.
They deserved it really, she had been working her ass off for far too long for little to no recognition.
"Wh-what about your notice? I'm sure you'll want to stick around for at least a few weeks, maybe longer to finish up projects and investigations."
In the past, yes, she would have but she already recognized the look in his eyes, the look of someone who was planning on manipulating things to their advantage. He would add on work, a little at a time, just to get as much as he could out of her, guilt trip her into staying longer.
It wouldn't work, not this time. "You have plenty of officers to take whatever cases I'm currently working on, and all my notes are organized and filed. I think a week is more than enough time to finish up my last-minute tasks."
***CoS***
"So, how did it go?" Ella inquired as the blonde walked into her lab. The Latino had mixed feelings about the situation, part of her was going to miss working for the precinct. She loved her job, loved solving puzzles and helping people, and had come to think of the lab as her private space. On the other hand, she hated most of her coworkers, and the politics that often came with her profession.
Most importantly, she loved Chloe, and if the woman was finally leaving then she would be quickly following. There was no possibility of surviving in this location without her.
The blonde shrugged, before idly tracing over some of the lab equipment and results, earning a gulp from the smaller woman. In the back of her mind, she had always known there was something different about Chloe, something about the way she moved about her space. There was a hint of sensuality to it, and she often found herself tracing over the same spots after she left without realizing it.
It felt like having the, soon to be former, detective in her home, in her bedroom, like she was leaving her scent to mix with Ella's own, leaving clothing behind for the tech to find and smell, even wear.
"As expected, he was pissed but what else is new? I'm just glad it is done, I would have left a long time ago if it wasn't for…" Chloe trailed off, but her eyes moved to the other occupant, lingering over her features and darkening as she drank them in.
Ella shifted, feeling like an animal about to be torn into by a predator, or maybe pounced on and fucked was a better term? Either was it was hot, and the shorter woman felt her temperature rise even as her arousal began to moisten her lower lips. "We should celebrate!" she blurted out, blushing as the words left her mouth, "I-I mean, since we are both getting out of here, and stuff."
"What did you have in mind?"
The way her friend purred the question out as she advanced towards her, the darkening in her eyes, all these things sent shivers through the Latino. "W-well uhm… maybe we could have one last hurrah? You know, a going away party?"
"Mhmmm, maybe here in the lab?"
Images flashed through her mind, desires she had always suppressed, kept to herself, fantasies of being hoisted up onto a lab table and ravaged, of having Chloe finger-fuck her while holding her upright, of being told to eat the blonde out while the hum of equipment filled the air and their coworkers busied themselves a room away, oblivious to what went on behind the closed, but not locked, door and curtained windows.
A verbal answer eluded her, and instead the technician nodded in consent, earning one of those warm but sexy 'I love you but now I'm going to use your body for both of our pleasure until you cum so hard you forget your own name' smiles.
Ella was just glad she had worn sexy underwear, not that the blonde seemed to care one way or the other.
"Azrael"
Before she could process what the blonde had said, her best friend now stood in the room, and holy shit if that was not the hottest fucking thing she had ever seen. Her childhood friend, revealed to be the literal archangel of death, came when called like a well-trained dog.
Her eyes were lowered, her posture submissive, and Ella was so aroused by the sight that her panties were nearly soaked.
"Up on the table, spread your legs and lift your skirt. It's time we had Ella eat you out instead of the other way around."
The technician's knees buckled as her friend followed the command without protest, seeming more than a little eager, and damn if she wasn't eager as well. Two hands were on her shoulders a moment later, guiding her forward then pushing her down onto her knees.
No further words were needed, and the Latino's hands gripped the angel's thighs as she dove into the shave pussy currently resting on the metal table. Rae tasted different although Ella figured she would due to her biology. It was hard to describe exactly, but it certainly wasn't bad. There was a sweetness to her, but something tart hidden behind it and as her tongue dove deeper into her friend's cunt she continued finding different spots with different unique flavors.
It was a side benefit that each new exploration earned a new sound from the powerful being. Having something that controlled a fundamental aspect of the universe whimpering and moaning her name in desperation was something she never knew was missing from her life until that moment.
Only after a particular breathy gasp did Ella become aware of another body moving in next to her, this one standing upright. Chloe had walked forward, before pulling and tearing the rest of Azrael's clothing open, exposing her petite body to the sterile air and her own gaze.
"Really should have you wear something more revealing next time, maybe fishnet or a transparent dress?" the blonde's fingers trailed over skin, before teasing the small breasts and hardened nipples.
Rae Rae let out another whimper, back arching as she tried for more attention from both women, "P-please…"
"It's a shame really, that you aren't interested in men at all. I bet Ella would have loved watching you bent over, a stranger's cock pumping in and out of you, breeding you. I imagine angels looked down on humans in a similar fashion to animals at one point, maybe they still do. Driven by our base desires, dirty, unsightly creatures compared to you. Yet here you are, practically begging for me to maul your tiny breasts, for Ella to tongue-fuck you even deeper, for human sex."
The angel rolled her hips, desperate for more, and the blonde obliged, wrapping her own lips around one of the nipples and applying a suction. When Azrael began to shake moments later, Chloe swore she felt the Earth quiver as well.
***CoS***
"I would have thought you'd be happier brother, what with how much time you used to spend kissing father's ass."
Amenadiel sulked, muttering a few choice words regarding his older brother. "Do you have any idea how needy humans are Lucifer, especially the older ones? Some of them cannot bathe themselves, some cannot use the bathroom by themselves!"
The Devil failed to hide his grin at the misfortune currently befalling his sibling. The black man's powers had yet to return, and he had no usable identity on Earth. This had put his survival completely in Lucifer's hands, which had led to him creating a fake identity and 'helpfully' obtaining a job. Of course, it just so happened to be at the same retirement facility that their father currently lived at, but he saw it as a courtesy for the man.
After all, Amenadiel had always wanted to prove himself to God, why not give him the chance to earn it with hard, often disgusting, work?
"Oh come now, you know how father always appreciated the efforts of humanity, think of this as an act of humility and servitude. Perhaps he will even restore your powers, or at least tell you how to do so yourself."
His comments did nothing to improve the other's mood. Instead, he crossed his arms, "Do you know how little they pay for this? I can barely afford the minuscule apartment and insignificant amenities along with the bus fare."
"Well…" The Devil drawled, instantly putting his younger sibling on guard. "There is always a cheaper alternative to the bus."
Amenadiel's eyes narrowed, trying to figure out exactly what he meant. There was no way he could afford a car, even if he could buy one that wasn't at risk of constantly breaking down, and walking would take far too long.
Without his wings he was simply too limited in means of transportation unless…
His eyes widened, "No"
"But brother, think of all the exercise."
"No, Lucifer"
"You would be saving money, there really is no downside."
"I am not riding a bike to work every day!"
"I'll even buy you one myself, it will be a pretty shade of pink with a lovely basket on the front for your lunch bag and everything."
Lucifer would not have been surprised if he had burst into flames at that moment, based on the glare he was receiving from the former angel.
***CoS***
It was far more formal than Chloe would have thought it would have been, more akin to a wedding than a simple 'Yep, I'm queen now' announcement. An entire ceremony was planned, her friends and high-ranking demons would be the only ones in attendance, and she had even been given the option of wearing a wedding dress if she wanted.
For a moment, she contemplated asking if it could take place in a church, just to see the reaction on Mazikeen and Lucifer's faces, but opted not to. Luckily, she didn't need to memorize any lines or even saying something in a different language.
Most of it was simplified to, "We are going to parade you down a walkway, ask if you agree to become queen, and then put a signet ring on your finger to make it clear."
Afterwards would be a feast, during which the various demons would take the time to swear their loyalties, make promises, and offer various gifts.
She had, jokingly, asked if they were going on a honeymoon afterwards, to which Lucifer immediately asked if she wanted one. His response had given her pause. She had been married once, after all, and had been on a getaway following that wedding as well. The blonde was sure Lucifer could have given her a much more exciting vacation, probably to anywhere she wanted, but promised to think about it over the following couple of days.
The former detective didn't want to make it about his wealth or power and asking for an extravagant holiday felt like she was a gold digger more than a wife. There was, however, an agreement that the 'wedding night' would include several others and be something to remember.
Before she knew it the blonde was getting ready for her big moment, slipping into the black dress, Mazikeen had assured her that it was appropriate for the occasion as Hell had no concept of weddings or the symbolism behind a white dress, that she would be wearing for several hours.
It was odd, the first time around there had been worries and nervousness aplenty. More than once had she felt ill or even contemplated backing out of her marriage with Dan. Now though? Now there was none of those things.
Maybe it was the realization that all the people she cared about would be standing behind her, with even Charlotte being informed about religion a few days prior and helped through her 'awakening'. Maybe it was her attraction to Lucifer and confidence in what she was walking into. Maybe it was just the idea that there were no expectations.
No one was expecting her to be perfect, to continue pushing her career along with being a wife, and eventual mother. No one would be making ugly comments about how she looked or how they were rushing into things. There would be no family drama, at least she hoped not, from either side.
The one sibling that had been invited on Lucifer's side was already a close friend, and lover of hers. Although she had been more than happy if he wanted to invite more the Devil had shaken his head at her offer. He wasn't sure on the status concerning the rest of his brothers and sisters and had no interest in his father being present.
If anything, the presence of more heavenly residents would have created tension with the denizens of Hell who had been permitted to attend.
There was a knock on the door, and as Chloe answered she found her best friend on the other side, already in her own black dress, although the ones belonging to her 'bridesmaids' were less intricate and bridal.
"Hey"
"Hey"
The blonde stood aside, allowing her to answer before going back to the mirror and adjusting her hair. Seconds later and Beatrice was standing behind her, shooing away her hands and working on it herself, earning a grateful thanks. "Are you nervous?"
"Surprisingly no. I thought I would be, this is more than just becoming a wife after all, but it just feels sort of natural." The grin on the ex-dancer's face put one on her own lips.
"I don't think it's that shocking, I mean we practiced being princesses when we were kids, this feels like it is past due." Her words put hesitation onto the future queen's face, earning a frown from the woman, "What's wrong?"
"Are you upset with me? That I'm getting all this?"
Without so much as a word, Beatrice spun the blonde's chair around to face her, before dropping down to her knees, "If you are asking if I'm jealous, then the answer is 'no'. Chloe, I can't think of someone better suited to being royalty than you. Plus, all that responsibility? No thanks, I'd much rather just hang around in silky lingerie in a room covered in pillows and hot tubs while eating grapes out of a bowl and dreaming about when I get to eat you out next."
The blonde stared for a moment, before snorting and breaking down into a happy laugh, joined by her friend moments later. Her hands went to either side of the kneeling woman's head, before pulling it up into a deep kiss, broken only when she whispered, "I love you Beatrice, you know that right?"
Humming in acknowledgment, the maiden's hands began to wander underneath the poofy dress, finding stockings, a garter, and skin farther up.
"Beatrice…" Chloe hissed in warning, knowing exactly what her friend was up to.
In response, she received the most innocent 'I'm not doing anything' look she had ever seen from the other woman, "Yes? I'm just trying to help you out Chloe, you seem so stressed."
"And you think fingering me less than an hour before the wedding is going to help?"
"Actually, I was thinking about eating you eat and then standing next to the others at the alter with your cum on my face."
Snorting again, Chloe shook her head before pulling back, "Later, maybe after dinner I can sneak you in under the table." Despite meaning it as a joke the look in her best friend's eyes spoke of interest in such a thing.
***CoS***
"Do you accept the position of 'Queen of Hell'?"
"I do"
Lucifer slipped the ring onto her finger, which seemed to size itself to her, snug but not too tight. She turned and raised her hand to display the artifact, those in attendance instantly knelt in place, showing their servitude. It was empowering, and Chloe let out a shuddering breath at the sight. Her 'husband' merely smiled and placed a comforting hand on her back, guiding her down the path and to where they would be eating a celebratory feast.
As far as the layout went it reminded her of a typical wedding. The 'married couple' sat in the front at large table, her handmaidens were at the closest table and the rest sat apart. One oddity was the fact they were on an actual raised area, several steps above all the others. It made her feel strange, and she wasn't sure if it was something she would ever truly get used to.
"How are you feeling?"
She turned and smiled at the Devil, "A little overwhelmed but not as much as I thought I would be. I'm surprised the ceremony was that short."
Lucifer shrugged, "Hell's politics are by my will, I didn't think you would want something intricate and complicated."
Her thanks must have been obvious as he smiled and gave her a quick kiss in response.
Dinner was extravagant and looked, smelled, tasted, and even sounded like the the greatest meal she had even beheld. All types of meats, incredible side dishes, wine and alcohol of every color and variety, and the desert? Chloe was certain that she saw Beatrice in literal tears when they brought out the cake and ice cream.
After, when the blonde was pleasantly full, she saw the first demon rise before making their way over. It was a woman, with blue-skin, white hair, and high-heels that seemed to be built into her feet. Upon reaching the table she bowed low, hissing out words to reveal a tongue that put all sorts of ideas into the blonde's mind, especially when she realized what was being said. It was an oath, one of loyalty and allegiance, one that promised the demon's life, mind, and body to the queen's use and pleasure in anyway that she could conceive.
She accepted, as Lucifer had informed her they would be hoping for, and then realized that the others had begun to stand as well, presumably to swear their own vows as well.
Just for a moment Chloe allowed herself to wonder what a demonic orgy might be like.
***CoS***
A feminine moan sent shivers down Chloe's spine. If asked mere months prior she would have been upset by the idea, but now? Now she understood the interest some had in watching their spouse or lover fuck someone else.
Especially if that other person was your best friend.
She leaned forward, chewing on her lip as she watched Lucifer ram into Beatrice from behind, earning breathy moans and groans from the woman. Even better was Ella's position underneath the other, facing in the opposite direction and using her mouth on whatever she could find, whether it was the former dancer's soaked cunt or the man's cock and balls. Finally, Eve was knelt to the side, one hand furiously fingering her own soaked sex while 'assisting' anywhere she could. A suck or lick here, a finger or two there.
The Devil had originally suggested the other way around, being present and watching as Chloe's 'harem' pleasured her for the evening, but the blonde wanted the opposite. Too often was she the center of attention and pleasure, this way the women were able to enjoy sex as well as her husband.
Husband
It was odd, being able to use that term again regarding a man. It had been several years since Dan had been in that position, and even longer since she considered him as her spouse.
Another moan, this time from the smaller woman on the bottom, and it refocused Chloe's attention onto the fact that Beatrice had collected herself long enough to begin ravaging her exposed pussy with tongue and fingers.
"How erotic" a voice whispered in her ear, earning a smile from the new queen.
"Already done with Charlotte? I'm surprised Maze, I thought you would still be playing with her."
The black demon shrugged, walking to her side only to have a hand reach out for her hip and guiding her onto the seated woman's lap. "I wore her out, you know how humans can be, just no stamina."
Chloe laughed, pulling the naked body back before groping the exposed breasts, then trailing fingers down to where Mazikeen's thighs spread on their own accord. "That's why you need to let us take things slow and explore, not just rush into things."
Maze gasped as fingers began to touch and tease her slit, breath quickening even as she glanced over at the threesome currently taking place, "Wh-what about them."
Two fingers spread her lower lips as the blonde's found her neck, kissing and licking a few times before mumbling into her skin, "Lucifer has three keeping him busy, that means triple the stamina. He will still wear them out, but it is going to take longer."
When the new queen slipped a finger into the woman currently seated on her she earned a moan, even as Trixie had broken from her oral ministrations and let out one as well. The only one missing from their group was Azrael, who had opted not to participate due to knowing Lucifer would be there and not wanting to make things awkward.
Hearing a soft, yet rapid, chanting of "Yes, yes yes yes!" from nearby Chloe guessed that Beatrice had reached her peak, which meant Lucifer would be swapping up soon to the next in line. Sure enough, the dancer went boneless, and the Devil carefully shifted her off of the Latino woman before spinning her around and slamming into her soaked cunt to the hilt, earning a shudder from the former technician along with a deep groan. At the same time the blonde pushed in another two fingers up to her knuckles, and smiled at the full-body shiver her action earned from the woman sitting on her lap. "Does that get you excited Maze? Watching your Lord go through them while knowing your Queen is having so much fun finger-fucking you?"
Though she couldn't see it, Chloe knew that the demoness was biting down on her lip, trying to hold back those cute little whimpers she became so very embarrassed about while in the heat of pleasure.
"Come on now, let's hear that beautiful voice of yours."
"Ch-Chloe, please."
The chocolate legs spread further, and her actions became faster, deeper, into the twitching cunt that now belonged to her.
Belonged to her, such a thought had the new queen rolling her own hips in arousal. Mazikeen wasn't just a friend now, wasn't just a lover, she was hers just as much as Lucifer's.
"I'm going to fuck you like this more often. Make you moan and whimper and beg me to touch you." Maze's head fell back, limbs wide and body practically on display. Looking over the woman's shoulder she met Lucifer's own aroused gaze, each watching as the other took advantage of their harem. She watched as he pounded her friend's pussy, shaping it to his cock, just as he watched her explore his lieutenant's insides, lips going to her dark throat, tongue tasting the flesh.
Eve would be next, she knew, next to be fucked and used by the Devil himself, and at such a thought she felt another wave of ecstasy spike through her blood. The dark twisted idea of what was happening, the taboo nature, the forbidden lust.
It was something she had never imagined enjoying, never even considered, and now she quivering in anticipation of watching her husband, a literal fallen angel, fuck another woman after the one he was currently thrusting into.
Her mind filled with more and more perverse ideas and fetishes, things to try and explore, and the mere thought of these had her own body shaking in orgasm just as Lucifer pulled out, and Eve finished him with her mouth.
***CoS***
"Miss Decker?"
The blonde perked up and nodded in confirmation as the doctor stepped into the room. She figured it was past time to receive a medical checkup, what with all the supernatural interactions she had been part of lately along with her own past injuries.
Technically, she was well overdo to have a physical, but she despised being poked and prodded, especially at old wounds she would rather forget.
"It looks like you are still clear on your injuries. No signs of internal bleeding or wound reopening, no obvious infections or diseases. You are in very good health for someone with your career." She let out a sigh of relief, even as the doctor smiled, "I have also received back the results of your blood work."
This was something she was worried about. Would she have some sort of unexplainable STD or other oddity that would show up in such tests?
Strangely enough, the woman's smile brightened even further, "I have amazing news, you're pregnant! Congratulations!"
***CoS***
The End… for now
A/N: I realize there are a few unfinished plots right now but for now this is where I'm going to leave off. I need a break, a bit of breathing room from the plot and characters, to figure out where this story is going next, what kinks I would want to explore, and how far to take some of the ideas I am playing around with.