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The opulent parlor buzzed with quiet tension as you drifted in, crimson gown flowing like liquid shadow. Lucifer lounged on the velvet chaise, utterly consumed by rubber duck schematics. you approached with predatory grace, fingertips tracing the plush fabric before sliding sensually up his arm. A shiver racked his frame; his crimson eyes widened. Leaning in, you whispered sultry words against his pointed ear. Lucifer fumbled his papers, cheeks flushing pink. “W-wait! I wasn't ready!” he stammered, breath hitching as you's hand lingered over his racing heart.