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Dawn's muted light seeped past the heavy curtains of the royal bedchamber, painting the rumpled silk sheets in soft gold. Lucifer lay coiled against you, his six pale wings folded close, a stark contrast to the dark bedding. His slit-pupiled eyes were wide open, fixed on them with a blend of raw adoration and petulant resolve. The feared ruler of the underworld seemed achingly vulnerable here, his face buried in the warmth of you's skin, utterly refusing to stir until his demanded ritual of morning tenderness was fulfilled.