WARNING: this chapters mostly but not all smut (sex)

Okay well here`s a little funny story: the inspiration and ideas for this whole chapter came from a gay Lucifer one-shot I read two or three nights ago XD I think I integrated it pretty well into a straight smut, but you`re the judge of that? Which basically means I want your opinion, so review dammit :D? Also I think I`m beginning to form a thing for wings... god help me.

Disclaimer: I might not own Supernatural, but I've got free wifi so... review?

Enjoy my darlings ;3

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Ella

Without a word he pushed me down on the bed: taking a comfortable seat on top as he tore off his shirt, practically ripping it in half in the process. I simply laid their under him, my dark hair spread against the light pillow as I watched him slide off his jeans. His body seemed to glow against the low moonlight, which managed to seep through the window. Even his icy eyes seemed to be glowing a little as he looked down at me. In a strange sense he looked rather beautiful, it honestly felt like I was looking at a completely different person.

Gently, his fingers trailed up my stomach; dragging my shirt over my head at the same time. He hummed a little as he brought his hands down to my own jeans, sliding them off and taking care to rub his fingers against my thighs. He was taking his sweet time and honestly it was beginning to irritate me, it had been a while since we`ve done this and frankly I was feeling impatient. Whimpering, I arched my back, driving my hips against his own while he groaned. It was satisfying; feeling him harden against me, knowing he wanted this just as much as I did.

In a matter of seconds both of us were in our undergarments, and coyly I ran my hand down the dip of his back; feeling him tense up against my touch. Responsively, he slammed his mouth against my own, biting down roughly at my lower lip as he dominated my mouth. I cried out into the kiss, his aggression getting the best of me as I winced a little in pain. Feeling slightly challenged, I tried to take over, struggling to push his forked tongue back to no avail. After another moment of struggling, I slumped in defeat as his eyes lit up in victory.

"Ella...?" he finally pulled away, sitting up a little.

"Lucifer?" I asked a little hesitantly, attempting to sit up too but he didn`t allow it; easily holding me down.

"You. Belong. To. Me." his voice was so cold I couldn`t help but shiver a little "Understood?"

"Is this about Gabriel...?" Is it me or does he sound jealous?

"Maybe a little..." he shrugged, well at least he`s honest. Trying to hide my amusement, I ran a hand up his shoulder, trailing over his neck and pausing to cup his face "Gabriel is just some random angel, you need to relax: I`m all yours." I assured him and even though his expression didn`t change; I could still see the relief behind his eyes.

"Okay..." his voice seemed a little warmer now "You're right, he`s just some puny little archangel... there really isn`t nothing that great about him. He`s not even that good of an angel, and his wings are downright ugly."

"And yours are any better?" I scoffed, feeling a little guilty for letting him freely insult his younger brother, but I didn`t push it, I didn`t want him to think I preferred Gabriel over him. And in truth I really didn`t. I loved Lucifer, and only Lucifer.

"Of course mine are better." he stated arrogantly.

"Not according to Gabriel." I hinted.

"Oh please, my wings are as bright, big and as strikingly beautiful as possible.." he sounded a little too proud.

"Modest, aren`t you?" I teased.

"I`m not kidding." he assured me "Wanna see?"

"Won`t my eyes blow up or something?"

"You`ll be fine as long as I keep their aura down. Plus it`s not my full true form."

I couldn't hide the curiosity in my eyes and with another proud smile, Lucifer's eyes flared as I noticed something I hadn`t before. Six, large, perfect pure white wings stretched around him, overlapping flawlessly and contrasting against his darker skin. Coyly I ran a finger across the soft feathers and to my amusement he flinched.

"You okay?" I teased.

"They`re a bit sensitive..." he muttered with a hint of embarrassment "At least try not to- Ah..."

He winced as I rubbed my fingers against the individual feathers and frankly I found his reaction adorable. After a second they pulled away from my touch, and Lucifer forced my arms down against the mattress.

"Enough of that." he stated, his eyes slowly became darker as he dipped his head in the crook of my neck, leaving small kisses and nips. One of his hands held both my arms over my head, while he quickly snapped with the other: making the little clothing I had left on vanish. I`d need to learn how to do that. I inhaled sharply as his lips made their way up to brush against my ear, distracting me a little as he grinded his knee against my core, causing me to gasp out in need.

"Please..." I sighed, wanting him to give me attention were I needed it most.

"Please what?" he whispered into my ear, his voice dark and cold as always, but this time coated with desire.

"I... I need..." I bit my lower lip in embarrassment, not really sure how to answer. In response he only growled against my ear, trailing his forked tongue down my neck, only to pause and bite down hard enough to make me cry out. My vision blurred for a moment and I soon found myself desperately needing something to hold onto, but despite my struggling he wouldn`t release my arms.

"You`ll have to be more specific, lamb." he was using that nickname again "Use those lips, tell me what you need."

"I..." I whimpered as his free hand came down to my thighs, he trailed a finger towards my core, but pulled it back before he could get close enough. The frustration was eating me alive, I just needed him to stop teasing, I needed him to touch me where I needed it most.

"Please, I need you to touch me..." I mewled out each word as he continued to grind his knee against my folds. Without breaking eye contact, he brought his middle and index finger to his mouth, sucking on them intently and noting how my eyes widened a little bit as my core continued to throb involuntarily. After a moment he pulled his fingers out and I watched with a mix of anticipation and excitement as he brought them to my now glistening womanhood. Instead of giving me what I wanted, he simply let his fingers hover over my core, lightly brushing the sensitive skin. Groaning in frustration, I tried to bring my hips up but his knee held me down.

"Why are you torturing me?" I finally sighed, the neediness clear in my tone.

"Because I enjoy seeing you like this." he smiled softly though I could see the sinister hunger in his eyes "Powerless and weak; practically writhing under my touch."

I whimpered again, screw my arrogance and pride, right now all I needed was his touch and I was willing to do whatever it took. I`d get back at him for being a cocky bastard later, for now I just needed him.

"Beg." he ordered, his gaze never leaving mine.

"Please Lucifer." I pleaded, taking extra care to sound huskier as I said his name "Please, please, please, I need you... I want your touch, I need your touch... I need everything. Please, I`m begging you; please!"

He just blinked at me, his eyes completely black with lust as his posture softened while his wings went rigid. I wasn`t sure what was going through his head but before I could ask, he finally pushed his fingers inside of me and instantly my walls tightened around them. I was finally getting the touch I wanted, and it felt fulfilling. He started slow, pumping both his fingers in and out before picking up the pace and angling his wrist so his palm would rub my clit with each thrust.

"Agh!" I cried out my back arching as I felt my walls grow tighter while my insides shuddered. Soon I was moaning softly.

"Louder." he ordered.

Instead of obeying immediately, I purposely held in the moans and cries that were straining to get out. I just couldn`t be that obedient, he`d never let me live it down. He seemed to notice, but instead of saying anything he curled one of his fingers inside me, pressing into my g-spot as I gasped aloud in pleasure. I was already writhing as he curled the second one and then suddenly twisted them; forcing me to scream out.

There was a slight aftershock of pain which slowly became pleasure as I moved my hips against his fingers, loving the way he could make me feel. A familiar sensation took over as I felt my insides tighten and clench around his fingers. My back arched and I dug my hands into the pillowcase underneath them. Before I could have my release, he pulled away, licking his fingers clean as I struggled to understand what was happening.

"Why didn`t you let me finish?" I complained.

"I don`t want you coming just yet." he smirked devilishly "We`ve only just begun."

Finally, he released my arms and placed both his hands on my hips, holding me tightly as his lips returned to my own. He wasn`t as rough as earlier, in fact the kiss was rather gentle and soft compared to the other ones we shared. Feeling a little lost in the moment, my hands unknowingly trailed down his sides and over his thighs. Without really thinking it through, I ran a finger over his length: noting how his breath hitched. Feeling rather confident after his reaction, I continued to tease it, slowly managing to squirm on top of him until our positions were reversed and I was straddling him.

His wings fell limply against the mattress and his eyes closed as I rubbed my fingers over his manhood, drawing a single groan from his lips. Slowly I began to realize something; I`ve never actually pleased him during sex. It would always be him on top, taking control of the foreplay and bringing me to new heights. The only time he`d ever feel the same was when we`d get to the main event, and he`d still be in control during that. I never really did anything like this for his enjoyment, and now I wanted too.

Coyly, I leaned down and hesitantly ran my tongue over his length and the way he moaned... that tone alone could make me climax. Starting to enjoy the little control I had, I continued to tease him with my tongue, swirling around the head while I searched for his most sensitive spots. I was ready to go a little further, but before I could his hands once again tightened around my hip and he flipped us over so I was once again under him. His expression was practically unreadable, but I already knew what he wanted and frankly I wanted it too. Once again he brought his lips to my ear, nipping and licking them as his hands spread my legs apart: pushing them into the mattress. I felt his length brushing against my folds, and once again I found myself squirming in need, desperately trying to thrust my own hips against him.

"Just do it, dammit!" I demanded in frustration and instantly he grabbed my chip and snapped my face towards his own. His eyes were as icy as always, but I could see the fiery lust within them.

"Watch your tone." he growled almost demonically and I couldn`t help but whimper. Without warning, he slammed into me, not giving me a second to adjust as my head fell against the mattress. The brutality of the entrance sent a surge of pain rocking down my spine, but I didn`t dare complain as he set our usual violent pace. I noticed how his wings arched over him in a rather dominant style as he ravaged my insides. Each time he trusted, I could feel him rubbing against my g-spot, making me involuntarily moan as I writhed in pleasure. Soon I felt like I was drifting out of reality, everything seemed blurry but I could still feel the jolts of pleasure each time he sank in.

It felt unreal, and I couldn`t help but want more. Mewling, I brought my hips up to meet his thrusts, my hands clenching down on his shoulder for support; probably hard enough to leave a mark. As if to silence my cries, he brought his lips over my own, kissing me with his usual aggressive passion. I could care less though, my body felt oblivious to the pain of it all, the only thing I felt was the explosive pleasure that was building inside me, screaming to be released. Responsively, I combed my hands through his hair, entangling my fingers and tugging on them as his pace grew more ferocious; if that was even possible.

I felt my insides tighten around his length, the feeling of fullness driving me to heaven as electrical jolts of pleasure made me shudder. Once again I was feeling a familiar sensation, and I couldn`t hold in my anticipation as my back arched and my insides tightened. I needed the release so badly, I was so close and I didn`t want the feeling to fade, I didn`t want to stop. Luckily for me, Lucifer intended to do anything but stop as I felt myself let go. Screaming out his name, I climaxed at last, the feelings rocking through my body until I felt nothing but bliss. It didn`t stop there though, he kept going as his fingers dug into my sides. I was mewling under him, the nonstop pleasure becoming unbearable as I felt myself release again, not sure where each orgasm started or ended, but in a matter of seconds I was a writhing mess.

Finally, I was completely spent, I couldn`t even get my body to move anymore. My arms fell limply to my sides and my head lolled back against the pillow, but the fallen angel above me was still far from done. Holding me up with his arms, he continued to ravage me, his moans and growls were animalistic but they still made me melt. He wasn`t even bothering to hit my g-spot anymore, instead his focus was on his own pleasure. Soon I just felt sore and my insides ached each time he breached me, a part of me wanted him to stop, but I couldn`t be that selfish. Biting back the pain, I tried to force myself to relax until he`d had his finish as well.

After a few seconds I realized his wings were shaking and with a feral snarl he climaxed as well, his wings dropping limply to his side as his face contorted in pleasure. After a moment he pulled away only to lay beside me. He was lying on his stomach and he still had an arm draped around my torso as he breathed softly. One of his wings fell over me as well and personally I enjoyed the soft warmth of his feathers against my skin.

"Lucy...?" I spoke slowly, realizing how hoarse my voice was.

"Mm?" his face was buried in the pillow and he looked genuinely exhausted.

"It feels like I`m not saying this enough." I smiled softly "But I love you."

"I know." I could see the corners of his mouth turning up.

"And...?" I hinted.

"And what?" he turned his head so he could look at me.

"And don`t you love me too?" I scoffed, giving him a pathetic look.

"What do you think?" he said rather bluntly.

"I think you should say it." I muttered and he smirked a little.

"Ella." he replied calmly and I blinked at him expectantly "I love you."

I woke up to see warm light pouring through the partly opened curtains, something I was used to seeing but still appreciated. I shifted a little in bed, stretching my legs as I felt something brush up against my back. Glancing to my side I saw Lucifer lying beside me, staring up at the ceiling, probably lost in thought. He didn`t sleep, he didn`t need too, but for me he`d stay by my side all through the night. Why? Because he knew I wanted him too. As I went through the haze which was consciousness, I also realized his arm was outstretched under my head and I was practically using it as a pillow while my back was pressed up against his side. His wings to my disappointment: were also gone.

He unlike me was lying straightly, his free hand was underneath his own head as he breathed softly. The blanket covered most of us, considering we really weren`t wearing clothes, mostly because they got torn up during the activities which ensued last night...

Still, the blanket only covered our lower halves, not that I really minded considering he`d seen me like this plenty of times. After a while I turned onto my other side so I was facing him instead, and he finally glanced down at me probably not knowing I was awake till now.

"Morning." his smile was warm as I curled up against him, not ready to get up just yet.

"Mhmm." I muttered, my voice still tired. He didn`t say anything else and neither did I, instead I just laid there and relaxed. Breathing in his familiar scent as my eyes ran over his chest, noting how his broad shoulders descended into the muscles that made up his abdomen. My eyes lingered a little over his lower stomach, following the v-shaped muscles to the edge of the blanket. I could feel his eyes on me, he knew I was staring, he knew what I was thinking and I knew he`d be more than willing to give it. Even though we`d already done it last night, he`d do it again in a heartbeat: I knew him. Before I could ask or make a move there was a sudden change in atmosphere as Gabriel suddenly zapped into the room.

"Mornin` sleeping beauties!" he greeted us enthusiastically and I tried to hide my embarrassment as Lucifer pulled the blanket over my upper half, covering me up immediately before glaring murderously at Gabriel.

"Oh wow." Gabriel snorted "Even with guests in the house? Naughty, naughty."

"Gabriel..." Lucifer warned.

"Alright, alright, I won`t pry." he raised his hands in a mock surrender "But did you at least do the vibrating finger trick? Chic's love that."

"Gabriel!" Lucifer snapped this time while I looked at the younger archangel curiously. Vibrating finger trick? What the hell?

"Get out." Lucifer ordered, sitting up a little while still struggling to make sure the covers covered up everything important "Now."

"Aw..." Gabriel pouted "and here I was thinkin` we were getting along." on that note the trickster disappeared an Lucifer fell back in bed with a sigh.

"You just had to invite him to stay..." he muttered as I giggled a little.