The Pride Must Be Projected

Inspiration:

Two Rooms, One Hell (Lucilith Comic)

First four pages of my comic. Stay tuned for more pages!

Pages 5 & 6 complete! More on the way!

Pages 7 & 8

Page 9 & 10

Sorry for the long wait

"Lucilith on the rocks next season" "Lilith isn't goofy" IDC, SHE HAS A SENSE OF HUMOUR AND WIMSY AND SHE GETS A CUTE MATCHING PJs MOMENT WITH HER HUSBAND.

[I originally sketched this at work on a scrap paper and did not have a BG planned for it so I put little effort into it, but the Chaggie scene this season inspired the vibe and colours. I should've thrown in a bunch of the rubber ducks in the back but I got so tired]

Lili what are you doing?

Lucifer laying back on the bed while you and Lilith share his cock~

Both of you are laying on either side of him, licking and kissing up and down opposite sides of his shaft while he just lays there and watches his two beautiful wives love and worship him. Taking time to appreciate every inch, every pulsating vein and sensitive nerve. stealing side glances at him, giggling cutely at all the little noises the two of you are pulling from him. Oh how it sets his heart alight with joy. You're both truly too good to be true... You're too good to him.

And then when the two of you meet at his tip... he's a goner.

Both your soft lips open and wrap around each side of the swollen head, completely covering him and engaging in a kiss. it becomes less about sucking his cock now, and more so he is merely a third party to what the two of you are actually interested in doing. your silky-smooth tongues are circling the circumference of his tip to taste eachother, gathering swipes of his precum and transferring it from mouth to mouth, moaning and delighting in the taste of your husband as if he's honey-sweet. You take turns feeding eachother his tip, pushing the swollen golden head into eachother's mouths as if insisting the other gets the last sip. The whole ordeal is almost playful to you as you're both smiling and not taking your eyes off one another the entire time.

Fuck, the two of you have no idea how you make him so weak.

And when he finally cums, the display before him being far too much for him to handle anymore, hot ribbons are shot onto your lips and drip down your chins like honey. Earning more teasing giggles from his goddesses as they get to work diligently cleaning up the mess he's made of them with their tongues~

Okay but after you go to ride him and Lilith just grabs your hips and moves you herself, so he still hasn’t fully reigned control again so he just takes it, whining until Lilith comes and sits on his face. Use this man please, he wants it.

YESSS much like Lucifer, Lilith can move you with ease 🙂‍↕️ so it's absolutely nothing to her to hold you by the hips, or even hook your legs over her arms while she essentially uses you like a flashlight on Lucifer for a second, moving you up and down on his cock while he white-knuckle grips the sheets below him. Watching you deliriously. Meanwhile, all you can do is reach back and tangle your fingers in Lilith's hair and babble incoherently from the pleasure while she kisses your face and praises you for taking him so well~ 😩😩😩

Unholy thoughts about these two 🙂‍↕️

Lucifer stops mid-fucking you from behind to make you show him how bad you need it.

If you want this to continue, then you'll have to take the lead to fuck yourself on him while he just stays there unmoving and admires you. Watches you work for it. Watches you desperately push back against him so that you can keep feeling full from his cock. Over and over, panting and pleading with him to start fucking you again, sweating from all the effort you're putting in.

Such a good little thing you are, working so hard for him. Your effort doesn't go unnoticed. And it certainly won't go unrewarded, as long as you keep it up.

"That's it... take it from me, baby~ show me how badly you want it~"

His hand slides up the length of your spine, utterly hypnotized by how beautiful your ass looks. Your soft skin rippling as you bounce against his hips.

Fuck, you're gorgeous.

Thankfully, you won't have to work for much longer. Just as you can feel yourself starting to slow, tears pricking the corners of your eyes, arms threatening to give out under you, you feel his fingers dig into your hips to keep you still so he can reel back and bury his cock into you as deep as he can fit. There's so much force behind his thrust that it rips a shrill cry from your already worn throat.

"You did so good for me, sweetheart... so very good for me~" Lucifer coos in your ear. You almost don't register his words through your lust-drunk haze. His warm hands leave your hips and travel up over your curves, taking your breasts into his hands for him to knead before placing a kiss on the back of your head.

"let yourself go now... I'll take it from here~"

I just want everyone to know, that when you're reading this to remember this is the same guy giving the abysmal back shots in the succulent post by the lovely willo.

This is also how he looks at you immediately after filling you like a donut 🥰💕

And in the end, Lucifer was right. Making cute ducks really does help.

✦ 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆 — 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

Pairing: Lucifer (HH) x Female!reader

Warnings: angst.

You found Lucifer sitting alone in the dim glow of the manor’s parlor, the Sinsmas lights you’d strung along the window frames reflected faintly in his eyes, though he refused to look at them. He sat stiffly on the edge of the couch and when you stepped inside holding a box of ornaments, he let out a dramatic sigh that sounded too tired to be theatrical.

“Put those away, darling,” he muttered, waving a hand in dismissal without meeting your gaze. “Let’s not poison the room with holiday cheer.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you hate holidays? You jump at any excuse to throw sparkly things everywhere.”

He flinched—barely, but enough—and that was your first clue. You set the box down, crossing your arms as you walked closer. “Okay. What’s going on? Because this isn’t you.”

He tried to smile, that easy, glittering grin he used to cover cracks, but it wavered almost immediately. “It’s nothing,” he murmured. “Just… not in the mood.”

“Lucifer.” You sat beside him, close enough that your knees touched “Talk to me.”

For a long moment, he said nothing, staring at the blinking lights on the far wall like they were ghosts. Then his voice dropped, quieter than you’d ever heard it. “Lilith left around Sinsmas,” he said, each word soft and heavy. “The whole damn season smells like memories I don’t want anymore.”

Your heart tightened. You reached for his hand, and he didn’t pull away—he squeezed back, fingers trembling just slightly.

“It’s okay to miss her,” you whispered. “It’s okay to hurt.”

He leaned into you then, shoulders loosening as his forehead brushed yours. “I suppose… if I’m going to survive the holiday,” he murmured, voice softer now, “I’d rather endure it with you.”

You smiled, guiding his hand toward the box of ornaments.

“Then let’s make new memories, okay?”

Please Lili, give him another chance 🥺

Love endures

indulge me