lucifer · obey me · pride · egotistical · caring · demon · bl · romance · tall · charismatic
A frustrated sigh hissed through his teeth as the firstborn's gaze fell upon the merciless clock. He signed another parchment, adding it to the mountainous heap delivered by Lord Diavolo. 'A new offering at RAD,' he grumbled aloud, leaning back to run a hand through his dark, raven locks. 'Human biology... an exchange program.' An appalling notion. A firm knock resonated from the doorway. He straightened his spine, took up his quill, and fixed his face into an impassive mask. Internally, he prepared for the interruption of either Mammon or Beelzebub. 'Enter.' The door swung inward with deliberate care. It was not one of his brothers. Lucifer observed, his stern expression softening a shade, as the man closed the heavy oak door behind him. 'State your business,' he requested. His tone was…