#lucifer supernatural

[queerfables]

My pettiest and most tenacious gripe with supernatural is that when Lucifer is not taking a vessel but projecting his own image of himself, he should be played by Jared Padalecki. I know that for whatever mysterious reason they wanted Mark Pellegrino back but I just think this was a huge missed opportunity.

Lucifer considers Sam's body his rightful vessel, as much his own body as it ever was Sam's. In the cage he should have presented himself this way when he wasn't actively possessing Sam, and Sam's hallucinations should have been of his own cruel smirk. It's consistent with Lucifer's characterisation, his objectification of and entitlement to Sam. And it's impact on Sam would be so powerful.

After Lucifer, he avoids mirrors. Looks away from the impala's night-darkened windows lest he catch his reflection. His stomach turns at old photos of himself. He doesn't have many, but he's held onto some of his family. In one with Dean, his arm is slung easily around his brother's shoulder, both of them with beers in hand and matching smiles. It's a rare memory of peace, an image he's treasured for years, and when he looks at it now he feels panic crawling up his throat. He grits his teeth to hold back the snarl of "get away from him". He never looks at his hands any more, when he changes the car's oil or cleans the guns. He touches other people as little as possible. Everything's different. His body makes him an invader in his own life. He was born unclean, a soul tainted from the start, but now he looks into his eyes and sees a monster.

#supernatural #lucifer supernatural #sam winchester #samifer #cw abuse #cw trauma

[kotana-x]

Why don't demons have tails in "Supernatural"?

therefore therefore therefore

#supernatural #spn #crowley supernatural #crowley #crowstiel #sketch #artwork #castiel supernatural #fanart #megstiel #dean winchester #sam winchester #lucifer supernatural #alastair supernatural #mini comic

[seasononesam]

supernatural meme: (3/9) scenes | 7x15 “Repo Man”

He was a psychopath, Sam. That's what they do all the time, is act. Act like they're normal, act like they're not balls-to-the-wall crazy.

#supernatural #spn #sam winchester #lucifer #lucifer spn #lucifer supernatural #hallucifer #spnedit #supernaturaledit #spnmeme #* #i can't........

[winchesterszvonecek]

“Mom, mom, I got a Sam!”

CHRISTMAS in SUPERNATURAL | 11x10

#supernatural #crowley #rowena macleod #lucifer #supernatural crowley #crowley spn #crowley supernatural #rowena supernatural #rowena spn #lucifer supernatural #lucifer spn #supernatural lucifer #christmas #merry christmas #spn #spnedit #supernaturaledit #winchesterszvonecek gifsets

[kryptid-writes]

A Battle of Fates

Y/n is just a regular girl whose dreams are haunted by the devil each night. When these dreams become a reality and she is forced to face her intertwined fate with Lucifer, her world is turned upside down. She is forcefully given the gift of grace and must learn to live with her new found powers with the help of two hunters and their angel. Will she choose to give into her destiny of loving the devil, or will she choose her own fate with a certain Winchester brother?

This story is 18+

This is a slow burn fic that has two endings which allows the reader to choose Dean or Lucifer. The reader is written as female, but descriptions are kept ambiguous to look like anyone.

Characters/pairings: Lucfier x reader, Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Crowley.

General warnings for this story: Graphic violence, smut, and swearing. Other warnings may apply to specific chapters.

(Thank you to my editor and bestie, Tommy)

Chapter 1 - Dream a Little Dream of Me

Chapter 2 - A Gift From the Devil

Chapter 3 - Intruders & Trenchcoats

Chapter 4 - A Winchester Welcome

Chapter 5 - The Bearer of Bad News

Chapter 6 - A Lesson in Enochian

Chapter 7 - Secrets Secrets Are No Fun

Chapter 8 - Clipped Wings

Chapter 9 - Cat’s Out

Chapter 10 - Alone Again

Chapter 11 - Desperate Times

Chapter 12 - A Deal With the Devil

Chapter 13 - Revelations 

Chapter 14 - A Battle of Fates

Chapter 15 - Defying Fate (Dean’s Ending)

Chapter 16 - To Eternity (Lucifer’s Ending)

Full Masterlist

#dean winchester x reader #dean x reader #dean winchester #lucifer x reader #lucifer x reader supernatural #lucifer supernatural #castiel #crowley #sam winchester #fanfiction #supernatural fanfic #supernatural fanfiction #spn #spn fic #slow burn #smut #love triangle #choices #reader insert

[thekingofspin]

why is it I always pick the most broken, irreparable, trauma filled middle aged men to be my favourite characters in every show and obsess over them for months.

#dr who #good omens #ofmd #bbc sherlock #supernatural #ttoi #itl #in the loop #the thick of it #bbc ghosts #the master #12th doctor #crowley #crowley good omens #izzy hands #mycroft holmes #dean whinchester #lucifer supernatural #crowley supernatural #malcolm tucker #peter capaldi #humphrey bone #humphrey ghosts #robin ghosts #the captain ghosts #tony stark #hawkeye #marvel #house md #greg house

[jendee]

I'm sick of all the hate Sam gets for anything.

Let's start with the people who call him selfish for not wanting that stupid hunter life. Of course, he was selfish because he wanted everything any child wanted, a loving family, friends and being able to study, wow how selfish!

He was later accused of not loving Dean enough just because in the early seasons he wasn't as dependent on his brother as Dean was on him .It seems that those people watched the show with their feet, because when Dean was dying in s1, Sam did everything to not let him die.

We move forward to s4 where he gets ALL the blame for becoming addicted to demon blood and neglecting his brother, when it is clear that Ruby manipulated him. He was mourning the death of her brother and coincidentally the only one who was there supporting him was her, obviously we know why. Without Dean, Sam needed a reason to keep going, and that was revenge.

Then in s8 when he got mad at Dean for letting an angel POSSESS HIM WITHOUT HIS CONSENT, he had every right to be furious and many didn't even try to understand why. In the program it is seen that many times he has lost control of his body, soul and mind.

Starting with Meg, when she possessed him in s2, forcing him to kill another hunter and make him watch the scene (I forgot, Azazel also used him as his puppet).

We already talked about Ruby and how much damage she did to him by manipulating him and trying to turn him against his brother and oh, of course making him addicted to something that was corrupting him.

Do you remember the episode where this guy Gary switches bodies with Sam? Well, you'll remember that he had SEX WITH SAM'S BODY, God I don't know how the writers find that funny.

We must not forget that Lucifer tortured him all those years in the cage and obviously raped him, yet there are stupid people saying that Sam is weak for allowing the wall in his head to break. Dude, seen the show?

We have Gadreel, the icing on the cake, who possessed him and killed Kevin with his body, nothing more.

And so there are many more things for which Sam is accused of being a bad person and brother. Dude???

#sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #supernatural #lucifer supernatural #sam girl #crowley #crowley spn #gadreel #john winchester #bobby singer

[supernaturalfreewill]

Lucifer only leaned in toward you. "Are we flirting right now?"

"I'm literally stabbing you!" you growled, holding the angel blade steady.

He glanced down at the wound, hardly bothered, and then caught your eyes again. "That still doesn't answer my question," he said with a smile.

Happy Supporting Character Saturday!

#lucifer supernatural #lucifer x reader #mark pellegrino #supernaural #spn imagines #lucifer drabbles #lucifer gif imagines

[bunnysbrainrot]

Obedience at its Finest

Relationship: Lucifer!Castiel x fem!Reader

Content: degradation, pet play (remember when he called Crowley his 'puppy'? exactly), BDSM, slapping, oral (male receiving).

Summary: Castiel had accepted Lucifer to take over his vessel, leaving you as collateral for Cas's agreement with Lucifer. No harm would come to you, at least not in the way that you think. The Devil himself decides to see how far he can push to break you, you can only hope that you'll last. Though you had been attracted to Castiel before, his whole new persona takes you by surprise.

A/N: I was really excited to write this, so I'm hoping it gets the love it needs! Chapter two is already being brainstormed. This one may get pretty intense, especially in further chapters. If that's not what you're looking for, feel free to send a request!

Everything was different. The whole world had flipped upside down and it left you and the Winchesters confused. Castiel had agreed to let Lucifer himself take over his vessel over a month ago. The one thing no one anticipated was the Devil taking you, as 'collateral', he said. You were immediately swept away with a snap of his fingers, the last thing you saw being Sam and Dean's torn expressions while Satan whisked you away.

Now you stood in a throne room, the click of Lucifer's shoes being the only sound as he strode over to you.

"Tell me, I've had you here for quite some time," he opened, "do you know why I chose you instead of a Winchester?"

It was something you had contemplated for a while, why you of all people? Your eyes met Lucifer's as he smiled deviously down at you. He clicked his tongue when you shook your head, eyes wide with nervousness. His potential is unmatched to anything you had seen before. Just a snap of his fingers - hell, a single thought, could kill you. But he had every other chance since kidnapping you to finish the job and get rid of you, why...?

"Well, A: It's a pain in the neck - having a Winchester and Dad knows who else on my ass forever? Pass."

Lucifer stood beside you, craning his neck to ogle at your face while it remained still as stone.

"Come on! You gotta warm up sometime, geez. Don't you wanna hear what 'B' is?" His tone was jovial, a constant taunting when he spoke to you. Your eyes met his - the eyes of someone who once was your friend, potentially much more if it weren't for God's 'Favorite' taking over his life. Part of you mourned silently over Castiel, though you knew he wasn't truly gone, and that he was in there somewhere. Behind the, pun intended, devilish grin on his face.

You gave him a curt nod, to which he let out a deep breath.

"Okay, now we're getting somewhere," he said encouragingly. Lucifer stepped to the side to make a path behind you, his mouth dangerously close to your ear. "You see, I can admit that I may have taken you because of a... personal affection. If you know what I mean."

His lowered voice shuddered through you. A hand wandered to your chin, cupping beneath it to lean your head back, eyes meeting Lucifer's. You let out a small gasp at the motion that made him smile with great satisfaction.

Lucifer hummed, "Interesting. You like that?"

His taunting continued as a warmth spread over your body. He continued, "Well, I thought you and our buddy Castiel here were a bit closer than just friends. Or at least, that's what you wanted it to be."

The words sank in your gut, the truth behind them was a weight you couldn't shake. You didn't get the opportunity to admit your affections to Cas before he worked with Lucifer. It was a chance you had lost hope on, now that the Devil was involved.

He leaned closer to your ear, raising goosebumps across your neck when his warm breath brushed against your skin. A shuddering exhale left your lips, a familiar tightening in your stomach began to begin.

Was there seriously any way you were actually attracted to this?

"Let me tell you a secret, okay? Since Castiel never had the balls to tell you, I'm going to do him the favor." Lucifer's lips planted a soft kiss on your neck, just under your ear.

"He likes you, too. Well, that's one way to put it, at least." Your eyes shot open wide in shock, breath hitching in your throat.

"That's not true," you retorted.

He shook his head, "It's true. Very true, actually. I mean, Cas was actually the one who begged me to spare you. He really said 'to hell' with those Winchesters, eh? Would've been more fun if that were literal."

The mix of flirtation and teasing confused you. What was his game here? First he takes over your friend's body, then he confesses his endearment for you?

Lucifer's hands travel to your waist as he brought his hips to your rear, "Say, I have a way we can kill two birds with one stone, here. You like Cas, Cas likes you, I like you. I think we could have a little fun with that."

The tight sensation in your abdomen grew ever stronger, your thighs shifting together to stifle the feeling. This didn't go unnoticed by Lucifer's keen attention, eyes raking over your tense body.

"Correct me if I'm wrong," he knew you wouldn't dare. Couldn't. So, he continued, "I think you like that idea. Dirty, dirty."

He wove around you to face you properly. Lucifer cupped your face in one hand, fingers tightening around your jaw. His voice lowered to a whisper once again, his voice gravelly.

"You see, you're a depraved little thing. Unfortunately I don't think your precious Castiel could handle it - but I can. And I have a feeling that you'd let me," Lucifer drawled on, trailing a finger down your throat to between your breasts, hovering just above the apex of your thighs. It would be an outright lie if you told him this wasn't exciting for you. Though he was in your friend's body, Lucifer's teasing, his sheer dominance, spurred you on.

Ever since keeping Lucifer company, he dictated everything that happened to you. No harm had come to you, in fact it was almost nice. You were doted on, though you didn't always accept it, prioritized with the best food and bedrest you had ever gotten. It seemed like Lucifer would go above and beyond to earn your affection and trust.

Today he had chosen a sophisticated outfit: a black button up shirt with a slim fitting black skirt to match. Your legs were adorned with delicate gray tights, black Mary Jane shoes to bring the outfit together. It was his favorite.

"Now, let's see how well you listen," purred Lucifer. "On your knees, pet."

Though logic told you to disobey, you lowered down, kneeling before him. The Devil rewarded you with a smile and a finger under your chin, angling your head upward.

"Good, good. I still think we could work on the obedience aspect of it. You're listening, sure, but I need more. As the true King of Hell, it's only fitting that you serve me as I need." He landed a firm pat on your cheek, the impact leaving you clenching your thighs.

He carded his fingers into your hair, gripping you securely to maintain your eye contact, "Let's start with that shirt. I want to see what's underneath."

Your fingers fumbled with the buttons, but Lucifer took over and tore down your stomach, buttons scattering across the floor. He growled lowly as your chest was finally exposed to him, your breasts caged in a black lace bra. He noticed how your perk nipples pushed against the padding, as if your body was telling him where you needed his touch. Pushing your shirt past your shoulders, Lucifer tugged it off and cast it to the side, his hands finding the clasp of your bra to unhook it. The air of the room made your skin crawl, the swollen buds on your breasts aching from the cold.

"Arms behind your back, sit up straight."

You obliged willingly, weaving your fingers together to present your chest to him. Lucifer ran a hand over your breasts, squeezing roughly, eliciting a moan form you.

He snarled, lazily drawing out the words, "Nice fuckin' tits." Hearing this come from your friend's mouth shocked you, though his degrading tone had you clenching your walls. Lucifer landed a sharp slap on your tit, a red splotch newly painted on your skin. Your mouth hung agape in pleasure, panting softly as he landed several slaps, paying special attention to your nipples.

It brought him pure joy to see you like this - your body writhing in ways that begged for him to touch you, shaking thighs trying not to let you fall to the floor, the bit of spit that spilled from your mouth and onto your lovely breasts. Finally, you were becoming what he wished for: a perfect slut. His new favorite toy.

"Dirty girl," said Lucifer. Two of his fingers gathered the drool from your chest, immediately thrusting into your open mouth. You gagged harshly, but the way his free hand gripped your hair made you whimper. Lucifer's smile was crazed, the joy of seeing you like this had surmounted his self-control.

You coughed desperately when his fingers left your mouth. Two hands reached under your arms and hoisted you up to your feet. It would take some time for your knees to get stable at this point; you felt like you could drop to the floor at any second. Lucifer cupped your face in both hands and roughly crashed his lips into yours, his tongue already begging for entry at your lips. Letting him in allowed Lucifer to ravage your mouth - greedy lips and hands alike moved across your neck and face until Lucifer had his lips firmly on your collarbone.

"Please... please, sir," you whispered. What you were asking for, you had no idea. All you needed now was any bit of friction to your swollen clit.

Lucifer's husky voice danced over your skin, "Such good manners. What does my precious pet need?"

'Pet' echoed in your head while you tried to calm your senses and form something coherent. Your reply came out in short bursts between panting breaths.

"I need... more... Want you... to... touch me."

All thoughts had left your mind from his touch, the only ache in your body being for him. To serve. To obey.

He paused, fingers rolling a nipple harshly between his fingers, "Nope. That's not how it works."

You cried out in a blend of pain and pleasure.

"You don't need anything. You want me to touch you. You want me to fuck you, to bury my cock so far into that little cunt until you're nice and stretched out," his voice grew louder with each passing second. The dominating voice took you over completely, bringing tears to your eyes.

Though you were crying, Lucifer smiled at you, seeming pleased at the outburst.

"Be a good doggy," he ordered, "and beg."

Your voice came out more desperate than you intended, pleading desperately to him, "Please, sir. I want more of you. I can b-be good."

This settled well with Lucfier, his only reply being a finger pointed to the floor, a silent command to get on your knees again. You followed the order quickly, knees scraping lightly across the stone.

Now with his hips at your eye level, Lucifer looked down at your blushed face. Thoughts of Castiel flicked through your head - if he would be willing to take you like this, how much you would like it, and how nervous you were to ask him to do it himself. Even still, this seemed to be the next best thing. The Devil gripped your jaw gently with one hand, quickly unbuckling his belt with the other. His busy fingers fiddled with the button and zipper of his pants and cast them to the floor. What waited for you now was an aching erection through his boxer briefs, twitching slightly as your mouth neared it.

"I have one job for you," announced Lucifer. His hand moved from your jaw and into your hair, tightening his grip to control your head.

"Use your tongue."

With a snap of his fingers the boxers disappeared, his thick length breaking free and hovering tauntingly in front of you. Lucifer gripped the shaft of his cock and smacked it against your cheek. His expression showed his amusement at your drooling mouth and half lidded eyes.

He tapped the head of his cock on your lips, "Open."

And so you did. The thick head now rested on your outstretched tongue, tasting of the precum that had leaked from him. Lucifer positioned you by your gripped hair before thrusting into your throat, slowly at first. Inch by inch, your mouth took in his cock, until he reached the back of your throat with a displeased grunt. His thrusts became more urgent, pushing farther back into your mouth than you could handle.

Or so you thought.

Lucifer shoved your head down, the sounds of your gagging filling the room while your spit fell to the floor in messy strands. For what felt like an eternity this went on, his grunts growing louder as he used you.

He tugged you off of his length, leaving you to gasp beneath him. You coughed while tears streamed down your cheeks. Lucifer gave you another grin.

"Good doggy."

Hi again, I hope you enjoyed! If you would like a second chapter, let me know in the comments. Thank you all for your support. <3

-Bunny

#supernatural smut #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural #spn #spnfandom #castiel x reader #castiel #lucifer x reader #lucifer supernatural

[lokischickadee]

My obsession with these four is insane😂

#castiel x reader #castiel imagines #michael supernatural #lucifer supernatural #gabriel supernatural #supernatural imagine #michael supernatural x reader #gabriel x reader x castiel #gabriel x reader #lucifer x michael x castiel x gabriel x reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer supernatural x reader #supernatural x reader

[disneyanddisneyships]

*sighs and adds another lucifer Morningstar to my list of favorite characters*

#lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel #lucifer netflix #lucifer spn #supernatural #netflix lucifer #lucifer supernatural

[sleepyspiriit]

Post-cage headcannons for Sam

- He has so much of Lucifer’s grace, nothing supernatural believes him to be human

- He can see angel wings, and can sense when Angels are nearby due to being around Angels for so long

- He cannot be around the cold (Lucifer burns cold remember? The air conditioning accidentally turned on in his room and Sam couldn’t speak english for the rest of the day.)

- Can speak and read fluent enochain (has an actual hard time with english, will sometimes substitute english words with enochian ones because he can’t think in english, Deans ears have bleed because of this, many times. Reverts to pure archangel enochian when triggered

- He can tolerate extreme pain (at one point walked around with a huge gash on his stomach that he did not notice at all because of the pain he’d be forced to endure during the cage, he only noticed bc blood started to soak his shirt)

- He can’t remember a lot from before the cage. (He gets Deans name wrong once and is very confused, when Deans almost breaks down)

- Knows almost everything about Micheal and Lucifer and the entire family (he makes a comment about micheal when gabriel was in the room and gabe just stares at him, bc what he l

#sam winchester #supernatural #spn #sam and lucifer #lucifer spn #sam and trauma #sam and the cage #lucifer supernatural #lucifer’s cage #trauma from lucifer’s cage #post cage sam #sam winchester speaking enochain #castiel supernatural

[kotana-x]

Supernatural

Hello, Casifer.

Bye, Crowley...

#fanart #supernatural #spn #art #digital art #crowley supernatural #lucifer supernatural #casifer #blood cw #violence cw

[seasononesam]

@suncaptor ​birthday event: day three | lucifer + vessels [insp]

Hail to the King, baby.

#supernatural #spn #supernaturaledit #spnedit #lucifer #lucifer supernatural #lucifer spn #sam winchester #nick spn #nick supernatural #suncaptorevent #* #actually LOVE how this looks....a shocker

[winchesterszvonecek]

“I killed you.”

SUPERNATURAL | 13x21 - Beat the Devil

#gabriel #lucifer #supernatural gabriel #gabriel supernatural #gabriel edit #gabrieledit #gabriel gifs #spn gabriel #gabriel gif #gabriel spn #lucifer spn #supernatural #supernatural lucifer #lucifer supernatural #supernaturaledit #luciferedit #supernatural gif #supernatural gifs #winchesterszvonecek gifsets

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

Kinktober Day 20: Mind Control- Lucifer (SPN)

A/N: ⚠️ please be aware that this is a dark fic with non con themes in it so content warning and please don’t read if you don’t like that ⚠️

Summary: Lucifer finds out how well he can control humans and uses that new ability on the Winchester’s sister

Word count: 1, 129

As the Impala pulled up to the bunker garage, you were glad to finally be home. The hunt wasn’t very physically taxing but it was mentally exhausting. Your mind felt weak and you just wanted to lay down.

Walking through the halls of the large bunker, you were grateful to be getting to your room. Once you opened the door however, the person, or perhaps a better word would be ‘being’, you saw brought out anything but gratitude in you.

Lucifer stood before you and just as you were about to scream or run, you found you were unable to. Panic began to take over you as you stood before him frozen.

“Hello, little Winchester, I’m so glad you’re finally back. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for you to return.” He says, the tone of his voice almost toying with you.

Making his way closer to you, you try once again to move or shout, but unfortunately your attempts are in vain. As he stands before you, his finger tips begin to trace over your face and slowly trace across your lips. Being frozen you try to move your face or even close your eyes, but now even that is taken from you.

“You know, an angels grace can give them so many abilities. I only just discovered for myself how well I’m able to control humans. I’ve been practising and as you can see, from your frozen state, I’ve gotten quite good. I can make you do whatever I want.” He taunts you, as he leans his face in closer to yours, your noses now touching.

Fear strikes you as you realise what this means. The more time passes the more frozen you seem to become. Now unable to show any emotion at all, you simply stand there in a trance-like state.

Looking down at you, he now chuckles, happy to see just how well this new ability is working. His once light touches and tracing fingers, now shove their way into your hair, pulling at your scalp and shoving your head back.

“I want to use this new power to my own advantage against your brothers of course, but for now I’d like to have a little fun.” He continues to taunt you.

Looking down into your eyes, he sees nothing but complete compliance, this making his smile wider. He leans down closer until his lips are almost on yours. You believe he’s going to kiss you but you’re grateful that he steps away.

Your gratitude only lasts so long however before it is turned to fear once again.

Walking away, he makes his way over to your desk chair, turning it around so he can sit facing you. He sits down dominantly and you begin to panic as he unzips his jeans and pulls out his impressively hard cock, stroking it lightly as his legs widen.

“Come over here, little one.” He orders.

Your mind becomes terrified as your body begins to move towards him in your zombie state. His smile grows and the hand on his cock lightly speeds up with each step you take.

“Now kneels before your king.” He orders, smirking darkly as you fall to your knees before him.

“Such a good girl.” He praises as he strokes your hair.

You want nothing more than to take his hand and break it, call out to your brothers, scream! But your body is limp and terrifyingly compliant, leaving you with no choice but to do whatever Lucifer orders you.

“Now, put your pretty little mouth and lovely hand around my cock and make me cum. I know you can be a good girl and do that.” Comes his next order.

A tight grip in your hair moves you forward, though there is no need, your body was moving towards him anyway.

You can’t believe the position you’re in, on your knees, in front of the devil himself and sucking his cock.

Your lips wrap around the head of his cock, moving up and down, sucking and licking as your hand pumps the rest of him. He told you that you’d make him cum and that’s exactly what your bodies doing.

If you could look up, you’d see his head thrown back, his eyes squeezed shut and his lip between his teeth.

“Oh fuck. Such a good girl for me.” He moans out in praise as his hand in your hair guides your head down further.

“When I take you back to hell, I’ll have to train you to do this without my grace. You’ll be my good little slave, you’ll beg for my cock to be inside you always.” He moans out darkly, his hips now moving with his hand.

The thought of being his slave and what that means starts to sink in. Surely he can’t do that, you wouldn’t do this from your own free will. Your brothers will find him and save you.

Leaning his head down, his lips ghost by your ear.

“Once I cum in your pretty little mouth, you’re mine. You’ll crave my cock always and do whatever I say to get it. Once my seed makes it’s way into your body you’ll be mine forever.” He tells you, chuckling darkly.

Before you can fully process what he’s said, he begins to stand, his cock still in your mouth.

“Stop sucking and touching me. Keep my cock in your mouth and open your mouth up wide.” He orders and once again your body complies.

Your hands are besides you limply and your mouth is hung open wide. He takes the back of your head with both hands to keep it still and begins to fuck his hips into you.

You begin to gag around him and tears begin to roll down your cheeks but there is nothing you can do.

“Look at me while I fuck your throat, little one.” He orders with a strained moan and you knew he was close.

Looking up you see the devil himself with a smirk on his face in a state of sexual bliss.

“I’m gonna cum down your throat and you will be mine.” He warns as his thrusts become harder and faster.

The back of your throat and your scalp are burning as he continues to thrust into you harshly. With one last particularly harsh thrust, he roars out a moan as his warm seed is forced down your throat.

Slipping his cock out of you, he laughs loudly at your still open mouth and your fucked out face. He chuckles darkly as he gathers your spit and tears, pushing them back into your open mouth.

“Now you’re mine.” He whispers in your ears as he lifts you up and you feel yourself being transported somewhere.

#lucifer #lucifer imagine #lucifer x reader #lucifer supernatural #lucifer supernatural imagine #lucifer supernatural x reader #lucifer spn #lucifer spn imagine #lucifer spn x reader #supernatural #supernatural imagine #spn #spn imagine