Lucifer (Vol. 1)

Eternity

You wake up groggily, naked on Luce's chest. The room smells like sex and Lavender. He's petting your head in his sleep, smiling lightly and lost in his own curls against the pillow. You smile. Waking up to him is one of the best feelings in the world.

And then you try to move, and remember everything he did to your body. You wince in soreness as you look over your body.

"You might not want to get up," you hear him groggily suggest, "you stopped using your legs after two hours or so last night,"

He sits up next to you and kisses you sweetly before you can say a word to him. You scoff.

"Shut up, Luce!" You whine. He chuckles at himself, before sliding out of bed and grabbing a towel to shower. When he turns his back to you, it looks like he's received a thousand lashes from a slavemaster. You blush and your face flushes pink.

"We're sorting souls today, Kitty. It's the start of your rule alongside me," He explains. You nod, and as he leaves for the shower, you look in the mirror at yourself. You're a wreck, but maybe you could try something...

You snap, and you fix yourself up in an instant. You're dressed, your hair makeup and are done and your hickies, scratches, and marks are hidden beneath your skin. You smirk.

You can get used to being a demon.

You hear a voice from inside your head. You forgot that you don't need a phone anymore. It's Tiara.

DICK. TOO. BOMB.

You roll your eyes. She will always and forever be your best friend, demon or not. Spending eternity with her dumb ass is exactly what you wished for.

Luce is dressed in a zipper jacket and red V neck sweater. You bite your lip and kiss him goodmorning. He grips your butt.

"Kitty please, You're going to make me spend the whole day fucking you if you continue to look at me like that," you bite your lip. How did you get so lucky?

...

As you enter the soul searching room of Hell, Luce holds you by the waist. Tiara is sorting souls with Delilah, who is devouring the malicious souls to feed herself. It's a perfect conveyor belt.

"This is how we decide who deserves torture, life, peace, and redemption." Luce explains. "Tiara's job is to sort between the four, and we approve of her list by the end of the day, before making an announcement of the updated list every day to the souls already here,"

You scratch your head. Hell is extremely orderly for a place that's suppose to house chaos and evil. Luce reads your mind and laugh.

Just as Tiara peels a soul from the corner of the room, your jaw drops. You recognize the voice of it. Though the soul is nothing but a slightly opaque looking cotton ball, you know who it is in a heartbeat.

"...Kaya?" The soul says as you hold it. You jerk your head back at Luce. It's Evan's voice. "Did you die?"

"N-no... Evan," you say hesitantly. You don't know how to react. "I'm ruler of Hell,"

"I'm in Hell...? Oh no..." Evan's voice reeks of sorrow and regret. You sigh as your heart is torn. Tiara waits for your judgement. Luce stands back and lets you have your first decision as ruler. Will you doom him to torture, let him live normally, send him to heaven, or send him back to earth for a second chance?

"Kaya? I'm sorry fo everything I've done. I'm sorry for the malicious intentions I housed. I'm so sorry... please... I don't belong here... I just couldn't live alone anymore... I remember now..."

"Y-you killed... yourself?" You choke. Evan's soul nods. You tear.

"Kitty... it's time."

You bite your lip, nodding to Tiara and heeling Delilah before you squeeze the soul of your ex boyfriend and apologize.

"I'm sorry you went through this, Evan. But now you can try again," you toss the soul upwards and it is sucked into the tube of Redemption. You sniffle and walk back to Luce who hugs you tightly.

"What happens now?" You sob lightly. He rubs your back.

"He will be born again as a baby."

You nod. Luce perks your chin up to him. "Come on, let's go have ice cream at the castle, my love." Your tears fade away lightly. You have Luce.

And now, that's all you'll ever need.

He grips your hand tightly, but gently, and his smile is apparent behind his terrible attempts to hide it. You sniffle at him.

"What're you so happy about?"

His smile breaks through and he chuckles with his head facing the ground.

"...You're mine!"