Lucifer x Reader: Cold Lips

You hung your head over the arm of the motel couch, sighing in content boredom, taking pleasure in the fact that Sam and Dean weren’t bugging you at this exact moment. The three of you were hunting something that only appeared at random times, in random places, and was very difficult to place. You offered the idea of a trickster, but both the brothers shrugged off your suggestion, making your face flush in anger.

Now, both of them would be out trying to provoke the thing as you laid in silent darkness. You didn’t bother moving, not until you heard the annoying sound of fluttering wings.

“Cas, for the last time, use the fucking door!” You whined, putting your arm over your eyes when the lights turned on. There was a thick silence that followed. Annoyed, you sat up, ready to glare at the innocent angel when you were taken by surprise; Lucifer, in all his annoying glory, stood before you, smirking.

“You’re so cute when you’re angry.” He said, making his way to the seat next to you. You said nothing as he moved your legs and placed his arm around your shoulders. “It would appear I have that effect on people.” He commented, noticing that you were still confused shock. You ignored him and punched him in the gut, knowing it wouldn’t hurt him.

“What do you think you’re doing here? If you’re going to kidnap me, you’ve got another thing coming.” You said, trying to push away from the archangel who only laughed at your feeble attempts.

“I stand corrected; you’re adorable!” His mocking made you clench your teeth.

“What do you want?”

“Let’s see; world domination, Michael’s head on a spike, to win the lottery. You know; normal things.” You rolled your eyes, finally pulling yourself out of Lucifer’s grasp, walking away from the couch until you came into contact with Lucifer’s chest at your back. Before you could pull away again, he held your wrists and stared intently into your eyes. If you wanted to, you could have pulled away since his hands didn’t really stop you from moving, but you quickly wondered why it was that he was looking at you.

Before you could form your question, Lucifer let go of your wrists and placed his hands on your cheeks, pulling your face close to his until you were only millimeters apart. The taste of his frosty breath on your lips raced through your blood stream until goose bumps covered your entire body, making desire ache in your bones. Quickly moving to stand on your tippy toes, your lips collided with his, making your brain go haywire.

His lips tasted what you expected what snowflakes were like; fluffy and freezing cold. It wasn’t discomforting in the slightest, it made you want to kiss him more. Not waiting for him to recover from his surprised reaction, you moved your lips gently against his, your eyes closed as you thought of this as a heavenly dream. Gently, Lucifer nipped at your bottom lip, not taking anything forcefully, which you greatly appreciated.

Before the two of you turned into a make out session, you pulled away and saw that Lucifer’s eyes were blown with what looked like a combination of lust and awe. Your face quickly flushed in embarrassment.

“That was something,” You said, looking away from Lucifer’s gaze. The archangel chuckled lightly, leaning down until you felt his chilling breath against your ear. You bit your lip to keep what was left of your composure.

“Until next time, (y/n).”

You looked up at him, surprised that he knew your name, but found that the angel did what angels were good at and disappeared. Disappointed, you sat back down on the motel couch, just in time for Sam and Dean to walk in covered in what looked like green slime. The moment with Lucifer was quickly pushed to the back of your mind as you laughed at the naïve Winchester boys for looking like they had just come out of a Ghostbusters movie. At the same time, the brothers shot daggers at you and raced each other to the bathroom to shower first, leaving you alone to fantasize about that chilling kiss you had just had with the Devil, wondering if you were going to see more of him soon and hoping he’d kiss you again.