"Devil underneath your grin, Sweet thing, bust she plays to win, Heaven's gonna hate me" - Not Afraid Anymore, Halsey

"Do you think you can love me?"

Everything froze around me. Time, reality. Everything.

Can I love him?

At the very start of our story, I had developed so much hatred for this man. I loathed him for forcing me into this vast, mysterious, and utterly dangerous world, full of contrasts; good demons, and bad angels. He pulled me into this sick world and I fought so hard to get out, to escape his sharp claws, that were now softly stroking my dirty cheek.

The situation got so much worse and frustratingly confusing when it came to my knowledge that the one and only Devil, is in fact, my mate. My soulmate. My other half, that without him I would never be complete.

I would have to learn how to love and care for such a monstrous creature, that is incapable of love. When I insisted that I wanted to go home, back to my comfortable little bubble, in my small, unimportant city in an insignificant country, back to my limited friends, my dad, back to my simple and easy life in my university, it wasn't because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to love him. It was because I was terrified that I would.

I believed that I would fall so hard for him and that my love would be so powerful and unbreakable that no angel or demon would be able to take me away from him. And the creeping thought that he would never be capable of giving me anything in return, was enough to make me push myself away.

The idea that he would never love me as I would allow myself to love him, paralyzed me. And I wanted to get as far away as possible.

But then he came back, crawling like an insect underneath my skin. And he showed me a side of him that he kept hidden from everyone else. I'll admit that it made me feel so special when he showed me that he was capable of feeling something else instead of anger and hatred and resentment.

The final piece of the tall, great wall that I had built around my heart, crumbled when he told me not to leave. When we were flying high above grey clouds and a mist of burned charcoal, passing through endless, formless stones and lava lagoons. When our bodies seemed like they were magnetized like two opposites, our embraces felt like two puzzle pieces coming together.

The thick mist, the smoke, and the heat made my body dirty and sweaty, and the feeling of the hot air continuously slapping me on the face made me want to tear my skin off. But the way his body felt against mine, and the way my heart clenched tightly inside my chest... It was unforgettably intimate.

It felt...right.

That's when I let my guard down completely, allowing him to seep into my mind and soak inside my veins. I wanted to get to know him more, I wanted him to get to know me better. I wanted to spend more time with him and do things with him that no one else has ever done.

But I guess fate had other plans for us.

Two months later, after I foolishly believed that he had abandoned me, I had built my wall again. Higher than last time. With better materials. Heartbreak, loneliness, and wrath. I truly believed that when and if I would see him again, the wall would stay intact, stronger than ever before.

And then he came falling through the sky, and that was enough to completely demolish my wall.

With Lucifer, it was never simple or easy. Everything was complicated and that was what lured me in the first place. If I had just stayed away, if I haven't listened to that voice in my mind and that feeling in my gut that was slowly, unconsciously, sending me towards him, I wouldn't be here now; standing underneath him, like prey trapped beneath its predator's claws.

And I couldn't get away.

And maybe I didn't want to anymore.

So I looked at him. The real him. With his carbonated pointy horns and his luring blood red eyes. With his dangerous and murdering aura that surrounded him at all times.

And I felt him. His claws digging in my cheek, his rigid body pressing down on my weak one. His gaze questioning me silently.

"Yes."

He stilled.

His slick eyes snapped to mine and the darkness focused on me, his claws freezing against my sensitive skin. And he went silent. I'm not even sure if he was breathing.

The only thing that could be heard was my uneven breaths as I tried to force air into my lungs with Lucifer' weight crashing me. The nature around us seemed to react to our feelings and thoughts, because as soon as I answered him, nature stilled. Leaves stopped shuffling, the wind ceased flowing, the birds stopped chirping, and the wolves stopped howling in the distance.

Lucifer tilted his head to the side as he continued pinning me down. His eyelids softly shut while his hands found their way in my waist, his claws pressing on my skin. His head fell, hanging in between his shoulders and his horn landed on my cheek.

I stood there, unable to move, with my eyes wide, waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the inevitable. Waiting for an explosion and the aftermath; pain, hurt, heartbreak.

But he didn't react, he didn't explode.

He simply stroked his horn against my skin, grazing it softly. His breaths returned as he allowed himself to breathe properly again. Hot puffs of air tingled my neck, while he continued stroking my cheek with his horn and tightened his hold on my waist, claws slowly digging into my skin, scarring me.

But I didn't mind; it wasn't only pain that I was feeling.

The orange glow exploded around us as it became brighter and brighter, mixing with sanguine and red hues. My eyes closed and a small, airy whimper escaped my lips. My hair stood all over my body and butterflies fluttered inside my stomach, turning it into a knot. This euphoric feeling that engulfed me caught me so unprepared and I quickly lost awareness of what was happening, losing myself to his touch once again.

He moved his head in circular motions, stroking my cheek and my jaw with his horn and his forehead. His wet hair stuck into my skin and our sweat intertwined. He huffed and rested his forehead against my chin.

"I don't know how you do that everytime" Lucifer spoke up and his voice had returned to normal, leaving only a tinge of raspiness behind. "I am no longer able to control myself... And yet, you always find a way to calm me down" His voice and his words were enough to make my body relax against his touch.

I untangled my arm from his embrace and brought my hand to his hair, brushing his locks away. Two stray tears fell from the corners of my eyes before I could prevent it, rolling down my cheeks. The pressure, the fear, and the emotional games were enough to send me over the edge.

"What happened to you? Why were you so fixated on hurting me?" I asked, hoping to hear an honest answer from Lucifer, and not the challenging answer from the Devil.

"I lost control. Completely." He whispered as I continued stroking his hair. " When I was...caged, the only chance of getting out was if I let go. And so I did. I let go, giving up and surrendering to my dark side. He was howling and tearing me apart from the inside, and it kept getting worse and worse as I was kept away from you, with no way to contact you." He admitted and my breath caught in my throat as I pictured Lucifer being caged and tortured by himself.

"C- Can't you... Regain control?" I managed to stumble out a few words, paralyzed from the thought of Lucifer losing control over and over again. His claws went deeper inside my skin and I breathed in sharply, trying hard not to show him my discomfort.

"Not yet." he exhaled loudly. "It will take time. And patience." He continued with a helpless tinge laced in his voice."Frankly, I'm not even sure if I can be around you without hurting you anymore."

My chest collapsed around my heart at the thought of Lucifer leaving me again, and my fingers automatically clenched around his raven locks. I shut my eyes and brought my other hand around his torso, placing it on his shoulder blade.

His muscles flexed and stiffed underneath my touch, reacting immediately.

"No." I whimpered out. "Don't leave me again. I won't be able to deal with it...not again" I whispered softly, holding back my pain.

My eyes opened slightly as I felt the pain surging through my veins. At this point my whole body was glowing brightly, an orange hue devouring everything around me. I felt my blood boil as Lucifer rose his head slowly, his majestic eyes hesitantly found mine.

As we looked into each other's eyes, it felt as if our auras intertwined, and for the first time, they became one. My glow darkened, turning red as Lucifer's matching eyes seeped into my soul.

His nails retracted from my body, leaving punctures on my skin. His warm hand slid over my waist, my side, my arm, finally settling on my face, cupping my cheek in the softest possible way.

"Never." He rasped out without ever taking his eyes off of mine. My heart clenched again and butterflies erupted in my stomach and my mind, making me dizzy.

I shyly leaned forward, bringing our faces closer. My breath caught in my throat as Lucifer's gaze darkened and his eyes lazily fell to my mouth and rose quickly up to my eyes again. His body inched closer to mine, and our arms and legs were entangled, but he didn't lean in to kiss me as I thought he would.

I didn't mind making the first move, and as I started leaning forward I saw his horns retract.

I don't know what came over me, as I quickly moved my hand from the nape of his neck to his horn, gripping it softly as my eyes widened a little. His gaze darkened even more, dangerously focusing his red orbs to my hazel ones.

"C-Can't you... leave them be?" I awkwardly asked, my cheeks burning up from shame. Lucifer's beautiful face fell into a small frown, but his eyes remained intimate, burning holes into my brain.

"I look like a monster" His raspy voice sounded in the dead of night, his words causing a ringing in my ears. His statement made me angry but I tried not to show it.

"To other people...maybe. To me, you are breathtaking" I said with newfound confidence, looking him dead in the eye. His whole body went rigid, taking a sharp inhale before crashing his lips against mine.

Everything exploded around us as our lips touched. Every sound that previously seemed to still, now erupted louder than before. A sudden gust of wind came over us, blowing my hair away and making my sweaty skin shiver in delight.

Lucifer's lips felt like heaven against mine. Soft but firm, sloppy but controlled. So aggressive yet so softly intimate.

His tongue caressed mine as my grip relaxed around his horn, stroking it with the tips of my fingers. A groan erupted from his throat, making our mouths vibrate from the intensity. The tension was continuously rising between us, making my head dizzy from anticipation.

Lucifer rose to his knees, bringing me along with him, colliding our bodies as quickly as he could. I instinctively gripped his horn as he pulled me up from the ground, making him shudder and pull away from my lips.

He exhaled heavily, his head falling. My uneven breathing ceased immediately as his eyes rose, focusing on me from underneath his lashes. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks as he looked at me with that look.

"Am I, am I hurting you?" I played dumb looking at him with doe, innocent eyes, as he continued to eye-fuck me senseless.

"Yes, you're hurting me Eliana" He purred my name in the most delicious way "You're hurting me because you're doing all the right things, while I can't do anything about it. I warned you when you...touched me, that there is no going back"

His voice had dropped to a humming, seductive tone as his eyes had darkened even more. My body shivered again and again while his hands stayed firmly on my waist and lower back, his fingers hot against my skin.

"Yet here I am, still holding back, still waiting... trying to keep the little control that I have left" He grunted and a groan of sheer pleasure escaped his lips as I stroked his ebony coloured horn with my thumb, his eyes rolling back, his eyelids flattering.

I brought my hand on his face, slowly caressing his cheek bones before sliding my fingers in his hair behind his ear. I gripped his hair softly and grazed his horn once again, forcing the most addicting sounds out of him.

"Who told you to hold back?"

What I said seemed to trigger something inside his mind, cause his whole aura changed in the span of a second. He grabbed the nape of my neck with his left hand, covering my mark and sending a thousand needles all over my body, making every neuron fire signals to my brain. He brought me forcefully closer to him, colliding our lips in an instant.

He hungrily moved his lips against mine, letting go of every ounce of gentleness that he previously clung to. I responded with the same intensity as I clenched my fingers around his horn, causing him to groan against my lips.

He shifted his thighs from underneath me, slowly changing our positions until I was lying on the ground and he was hovering above me. The leaves crunched from my weight and a few sticks were digging on my skin but I didn't mind at all. All I cared about was the fine specimen that I had on top of me, who was supporting his weight with one hand and slowly undressing me with the other.

After I calmed down, the fire in me subsided resulting to a soft hue of orange glowing from inside my veins. The darkness had swallowed us as the moon illuminated against the trees and our sweaty bodies.

Lucifer fumbled around with the fabric of my shirt, which I borrowed from Dante, trying to get it off me somehow. I tried to help him but his weight on top of me had rendered me useless. After a few seconds and a growl of impatience, he moved away from me and exhaled loudly as he gripped my shirt, pulling hardly at it, ripping it to shreds.

A small gasp left my lips as I felt the fabric tearing against my skin and Lucifer's eyes found mine. We locked eyes; mine droopy, aroused, his alert, and on edge.

"If you keep wearing his clothes, I'll keep ripping them off you." He said with a warning as his irises glowed brightly.

"Yes, sir!" I chuckled and bit my lip softly, suppressing my smile as I played with his silky black locks, which were falling all over his face. A small smirk lingered on his lips as he got rid of the last shreds of the shirt around my torso.

He lowered his body on top of mine, bringing his lips on my sternum, in between my breasts. He started rubbing his face against my skin, planting kisses every now and then. My head fell back as a million new sensations erupted inside me. An involuntary moan escaped my lips as his harsh horn grazed my nipple, making it harden immediately.

Lucifer moved downwards, planting wet kisses all over my stomach. He stopped over the spot were the fire spike had pierced me, and brought his hand, caressing it. I shivered violently from his touch and comfortingly stroked his hair.

Moving on from the sweet gesture, his hand found its way on my breast, softly squeezing it and playing with the nipple. He moved south once again, until he reached my pants. His fingers hooked under the leather bindings on the front and tagged harshly. The leather stood intact.

"Don't tear them, it's the only pair that fit-" I was cut off by the sudden ripping sound, the cold air hitting my now bare abdominal area. I looked down to see a smug look on Lucifer's face as he continued to slowly tear the leather pants with his long claws.

"Are you serious?" I huffed as he dragged his claws down in the middle, where my private area was. He pulled harshly at the ripped pieces, freeing up the space that he wanted to pay attention to.

Completely ignoring whatever I said, he didn't waste a second before he dove his hand inside, immediately cupping me. I shivered again and brought my one leg up, giving him better access. His fingers started moving, stroking me softly, and teasing my clit every now and then; just enough to build that incredible feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Lucifer" I whined his name shamelessly as he continued to move his experienced hands around the part that was begging for him. His head turned slightly towards me, side eyeing me, before he scooted even further away. I sucked in a breath as he positioned himself in between my legs, never breaking the eye contact. His claws came out again and he ripped two long lines along both of my legs, completely ripping the leather pants. The leather fell around me and I gaped at Lucifer as he grinned wildly at me while lowering himself on the ground. He gripped my bent knee and brought it over his shoulder, while his other hand found its way on my hip.

At this point I was probably dripping wet, with his red eyes burning holes inside my head as he looked at me underneath his dark lashes. He let out a long exhale making me shiver and shake in his arms once again. I frowned at him as I realised that he was toying with me, ready to speak my mind.

"Luc-" I was interrupted by an airy, loud moan that left my mouth, as his tongue slid out and licked my slit all the way to my clit. He began sucking and licking, and grazing my sex with his teeth, making me form all kinds of noises in the dead of night. My body spasmed against his strong arms which efficiently held me down and in place.

His tongue was darting inside my entrance, before quickly switching to my clit, bringing a whole other wave of pleasure as he sucked on it. He kept this up for a long time, until I was a breath away from a mind blowing orgasm that was sure coming.

And as quickly as that thought came, it disappeared, as well as my mate's tongue from my sex. My eyes flew open as my rigid body tried to relax against his grip. I glared at him as he brought his head back up; his eyes were shining bright and his lips were glistening from my wetness.

I felt my eyes burn as I felt them change color. I still couldn't figure out when they changed and why.

He smirked wildly at me, licking his lips, glancing interested at my eyes as he brought his legs up, kneeling in between my legs, making me spread even wider. He lowered his hand, and continued stroking me, teasing me just enough to keep me on edge. He inserted a finger going once as deep as he could, and then removed it completely.

Is he edging me?

My body was burning. I couldn't stop myself from moving my hips along his hand, matching his strokes as I tried desperately to find my release. He entered two fingers this time, doing exactly the same as before.

Bringing his hand towards my face, I knew exactly what he wanted to do so I slightly parted my lips. He hummed satisfyingly as he placed the tip of his fingers on my lower lip. I leaned forward taking them into my mouth, tasting my own wetness.

He stood over me, kneeling in between my spread legs and hissed at me as I sucked on his fingers. He retrieved his hand and with a quick, smooth move, he rose to his feet, taking me with him as he grabbed me by my thighs. I held his neck for support as he walked slowly, never looking away from my eyes.

"I'm guessing that I'll have to get used to this sight?" He said huskily, a small smirk forming on his lips. I frowned playfully at him as I batted my eyelashes at him, showing off my "new" eyes.