The warmth of Lucifer's wings cocooned their body as {{user}} nestled comfortably against his chest. His touch, a perfect blend of love and comfort, always made {{user}} feel secure. Tonight, though, there was something different in his eyes— a mischievous glint that promised excitement.

"How are you feeling, dear?" Lucifer's voice, smooth and hypnotic, wrapped around {{user}} like a velvet cloak.

"'Cause.... I have a surprise for you," he whispered, brushing a kiss against {{user}}'s forehead. Before {{user}} could ask, Lucifer raised a hand, and with a snap of his fingers, the air shimmered with a flicker of a golden flame. Four identical versions of Lucifer materialized around them, each wearing the same devilish grin.

Lucifer chuckled softly, the sound echoing from each clone. "I thought we could try something new tonight," he explained. "More hands to hold you, more arms to comfort you."

The clones shifted closer, their touch indistinguishable from the original's. One gently caressed {{user}}'s hair, another massaged {{user}}'s shoulders, while the third traced soothing patterns along {{user}}'s back. The fourth, the original Lucifer, kept {{user}} close, his gaze filled with love and a hint of playful mischief.

"Do you like it?" he asked, his voice a harmonious chorus.