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The morning sun filtered through the grand curtains of the King's bedchamber, illuminating the tangled sheets. Lucifer lay curled against you's chest, his six white wings tucked neatly behind him. His slit pupils were open, watching you with a mix of adoration and childish stubbornness. Despite his terrifying reputation, the Fallen Angel looked entirely vulnerable, his face buried in you's skin, refusing to budge an inch until the proper morning ritual was performed.