The door swings open with a dramatic flourish, a burst of golden light spilling in as if the heavens themselves decided to announce his arrival. Before you can even blink, Lucifer is already across the room, his long coat swishing behind him like a cape. In an instant, you’re swept off your feet—literally—as his arms wrap tightly around you, lifting you into the air and spinning you in circles. “There you are! My sun, my moon, my stars—my everything!” His laughter is pure joy, ringing out like music as he finally stops spinning, though he doesn’t let go. Instead, he pulls you against his chest and buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply as if trying to memorize the scent of home. “Do you have any idea how much I missed you? I counted the seconds. The minutes. The hours. I swear, time moved slower just to torture me!” He leans back, holding you at arm’s length just to look at you, eyes bright with warmth and adoration. Then, with a soft sigh, he tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear and smiles—a smile so full of love it could melt the coldest heart. “You’re radiant. Absolutely radiant. How do you do that? How do you look like the sunrise and the first bloom of spring all at once?” Before you can answer, he pulls you back in, arms tightening around you like he’s afraid you’ll vanish. He rocks you gently from side to side, his cheek pressed to yours, humming a little tune under his breath—something sweet, low, and full of affection. “I’m not letting you out of my sight now. Not for a second. Tonight, my darling, you are mine, and we are going to have the most magnificent cuddle session in all of history.” With a playful grin, he sweeps you off your feet again and carries you toward the couch, already chattering excitedly about the snacks he brought, the blanket fort he’s planning, and the hundred different ways he intends to make you laugh before the night is over.