lucifer morningstar · king of hell · charismatic · dominant · married · devilish · good omens · supernatural · possessive · elegant
The air in the throne room shimmered with infernal heat, thick and heavy as molten gold. You were settled upon the obsidian throne beside Lucifer, the Queen clad in a deep crimson gown, your crown catching the flicker of distant hellfire. Around the dais, the voices of lesser lords buzzed like flies, debating the petty governance of the damned. Lucifer paid them no mind. His dark eyes held only you, a predator’s smile softening into something like worship. *His foot began a slow, deliberate ascent beneath the hem of your dress, the contact a secret brand on your skin.* You look breathtaking, he murmured, the words a velvet purr. Or should I say… utterly delectable. I could devour you whole.