As soon as I shut the car off, the devil crawls into my lap and starts kissing me...The devil is in my lap...And he's kissing me...And I'm kissing him back! The thought makes me laugh. "Alright! What's so funny? I have been trying to get you to fuck me since practically forever!" Lucifer says agitated. "Calm down, Luci, it was nothing." I say, letting the nickname slip but not regretting it. Judging by the little shiver he gives, he seems to like it. "It's fine..." He mumbles, then kisses me softly. I moan and lightly lick at his bottom lip, asking for permission.

This kiss is not like the other one. This one is soft, sweet, and full of love. For some reason kissing him feels right, I feel complete. "Well, Sammy, that might be because we were quite literally made for each other." Lucifer says when he pulls away for air. "For someone so smart you're constantly forgetting that I am in your head and can hear your thoughts." He elaborates when he sees my confused look. I look into those beautiful blue eyes and feel at home. I feel like I belong, I feel loved, and I feel normal...I finally feel normal.