warning ! : smut x

Lucifer came home with the weight of the day pressing on his shoulders. Stress clung to him like an unshakable shadow, and he felt it in every fiber of his being. The moment he stepped through the door, he loosened his tie, unbuttoning the first two buttons of his dress shirt before tossing the tie onto the entryway table. His polished shoes made faint clicking sounds against the hardwood floor as he walked into the living room, where he promptly sank into the couch.

He leaned his head back, closing his eyes for a moment as he tried to will the tension away. His suit jacket hung open, and his normally neat appearance looked slightly disheveled, but it wasn't anything he cared to fix.

Across the street, Sunday spotted his car pulling into the driveway from her family's home. She had been baking cookies with her sisters when she noticed his arrival. Wiping her hands on a dish towel, she tossed it onto the counter and made a beeline for the door.

"Where you going?" Demitra asked, though she already knew the answer.

"To check on my man," Sunday called over her shoulder as she slipped on her shoes and hurried out.

Lucifer hadn't even gotten the chance to fully decompress before Sunday entered his house, her presence as unannounced as always. The sound of the door opening and her voice calling out made him chuckle despite his exhaustion.

"LUCIFER!"

He smirked, keeping his head tilted back on the couch as he responded, "Hi, Monday."

She appeared in the doorway, arms crossed and eyebrows raised. "Fuck off."

His smirk widened, though it was more playful than teasing. "You good?"

"Im good. Are you good?"

Lucifer let out a low sigh, sitting up slightly to look at her. "I'm good, mama, just a bit stressed from work."

Sunday tilted her head, observing him closely. She could see the fatigue etched into his features—the slight droop in his shoulders, the tension in his jaw, and the tiredness in his eyes. Her heart squeezed at the sight of him like this.

She stood there for a moment, tapping her chin in thought, before an idea struck her. A sly smile crept onto her face as she remembered what some of her friends had told her about their methods for cheering up their boyfriends.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow at her expression. "What you thinkin', princess?"

Without answering, she stepped closer, her bare feet making no sound on the floor. She lowered herself onto her knees in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs.

His eyebrows furrowed. "What you doin'?"

Sunday didn't respond right away. Instead, she reached back and began tying her curls into a loose bun. It wasn't until she looked up at him with those mischievous innocent-looking eyes of hers that it clicked for him.

"Sunday," he said, his voice carrying a warning tone.

"What?" she asked innocently, her hands trailing up his thighs.

Lucifer inhaled sharply, already feeling his body react to her touch. "You don't gotta do this, mama. I'm good, for real."

"I want to," she said softly, her gaze locking onto his. "Let me take care of you, Z."

Lucifer had never been much of a receiver when it came to oral sex. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy it—he just preferred being the one giving, the one making his partner fall apart. But Sunday had a way of changing his mind about things, and the way she looked at him now made it hard to resist.

"Aight, princess," he said, his voice low and slightly strained. "Do your thing."

Her lips curved into a small smile, and she leaned forward, her hands sliding up to undo his belt. Lucifer watched her with hooded eyes, his breathing already deepening as she worked.

Lucifer felt her warm mouth take him in, his dick hitting the back of her throat. She couldn't take him in fully so her hand gathered some saliva that had fallen over his dick and started rubbing up and down his length.

He threw his head back when she circled her tongue around his girth before attempting to take him in further. "Shit mama."

"Mhm." She hummed over him, sending vibrations through his body. Lucifer threaded his hands through her curls and guided her movements.

"C'mon baby i know you can take in more of me." He encouraged her.

She didn't allow herself a chance to breathe as she stuffed her mouth with more of his dick, choking slightly. Her eyes looked up at him and when she noticed he wasn't looking she swallowed around his dick and massaged his balls.

His eyes snapped open and he looked down, her innocent eyes meeting his. "Fuck."

He stood up and took her hair out of its bun, wrapping his hand around her curls and started thrusting into her mouth. He continued forcing her onto his cock, the sloshing and gurgling sounds from her arousing him even more as she choked on his girth. His other hand unbuttoned his shirt revealing the vast expanse of his sculpted tattooed torso.

He pulled her back using her hair that was still in his grasp. "You're so perfect baby." He tapped his tip on her tongue, before sliding back in.

Her spirit dribbled down her chin in thick globs as her eyes got teary. His abs tightened and she could tell he was about to come and when she felt him loosen his grip on her hair, gently trying to pry her off so that he could cum somewhere else and not in her throat like the little gentlemen that he was, She slipped her mouth over him again and held herself firmly against his pelvis.

She jerked him and kept bobbing her head, "Kailea." He moaned, gently pushing at her shoulders but his orgasm came fast when his heavy balls tightened and he was shooting down her little throat.

She sputtered and swallowed what she could as she released his dick from her mouth, coughing slightly.

"Shit i'm so sorry—" he let her go. She was gasping for air, with a mix of cum and drool seeping down her chin as she fell back on her ass, her chest moving erratically as she tried to catch her breath.

Lucifer immediately stuffed his dick back in his pants and zipped it up, bending down and placing his hands on her waist as he easily picked her up off the floor and sat her down next to him on the couch, concerned tumblings over her well being falling from his mouth as he moved her disheveled hair away from her face.

"Damn you just abused my throat bro." Her voice was slightly raspy as she joked.

Lucifer couldn't help but laugh with her, "I'm sorry i got carried away."

"Clearly."

note; why is the last smut chapter the most read chapter?😭😭😭