He runs his hands over my broad chest. My breath hitches as his fingers brush over my nipples. He smirks and pinches the right one. I let out a high pitch whimper as he leans down and licks at my nipple while he rolls the left one between his thumb and forefinger. Holy fuck! He's good at this. He pulls back and smirks before trailing his hands lower. He leans back down and leaves a trail of little kisses down my chest and abs stopping to leave a hickey on my V-Line.

"Fuck Lucifer." I breathe out. "That's kinda the idea," Lucifer says making me laugh. He looks at me and says, "Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you even love me? Or were you just thinking with your cock?"

"Of course I love you." I say cupping his face affectionately, "I was made for you. We were quite literally meant to be. This probably not what God meant, but, I love you. I'm sure of this."

" I love you too. Also, please don't ever mention my dad's name during sex." I chuckle and agree not to.

He presses a small kiss to the tip of my dick before wrapping his lips around the head and giving a gentle suck. "Holy fuck!" I say running my hands through his hair. He looks me in the eyes then deep throats all 9 inches. "Fuck! How are you doing that?"

'Magic' Lucifer replies, smirking around my cock. He bobs his head a couple of times before he pulled off with a pop. He repositions himself over me. "Slow down. Shouldn't I...uh...stretch you?" I ask blushing. "Love, there's no need. I've got my 'magic'."

He kisses me deeply as he sinks down onto my dick. I can' help but to moan at the tightness that envelopes me. "Luci, fuck, you feel so fuckin good, so tight." He sets a teasingly slow pace of rising and falling. He's obviously trying to kill me or drive me crazy or something. He starts to go faster, but it's still not fast enough. I grip his hips and lightly thrust up. "Sammy! Right there!" Bingo! Found what I was looking for. This time, I'm the tease. I continue to thrust slowly, grazing his prostate every time.

He smiles as he removes my hands from his hips, pinning them down near my head. He picks up where he left off. Except this time he's faster and rougher. He's fucking himself on my cock, hitting his prostate every time while letting out sinful moans of pleasure. When I finally get my hands free from his grip, I wrap one hand around his dick and the other on his waist.

I feel a familiar tightness and I know I'm close. I can't come now, I don't want this to end. He looks so beautiful like this.

"It's okay, love. I'm close too. Cum for me." Lucifer says before kissing me softly, pushing me over the edge. I cum inside of him, moaning his name.

"Sammy!" He says, finishing onto our chests.

We lie there for a little while, basking in the aftermath of what just happened. "I bet Dean's worried sick about you." Lucifer says, tracing random patterns on my bicep, "We should probably head back."

After reluctantly agreeing, we clean ourselves off and head towards the cabin.

This ride with Lucifer was not like they usually were.This time instead of trying to make me crash into something he's cuddling into my side. He's not screaming songs next to my ears, he's lightly humming along to the radio. This day has been better than I expected it to be.

As soon as I pull up Dean comes bursting out the door. "Sam! What the hell took you so long? I was starting to think-Oh, ha, never mind." He says smirking at me.

"What?" I ask as I carry the bags inside.

"You got a little something on your neck." He chuckles.

I look in the mirror and see a huge hickey! How the hell a hallucination gave me a hickey? I don't know. How the hell Dean can see it? I don't know that either. And right now? I could care less because the love of my life is sitting on the counter, giggling at me. God, he's adorable and I'm so glad he's mine.

(BONUS!!!!) "Hey, Sammy! You finally remembered the pie!" Dean yelled from the kitchen.