|Lucifer was not the type of demon to get jealous..at all. His pride refused to let him, and since he was the Avatar of Pride he would NEVER get jealous…until he met you. Oh how he hated when you would cuddle Belphegor or spend time with Satan, even just you talking to Mammon made him irritated..one day..he snapped. Lucifer grabbed you arm and dragged you into his office. He pinned you to the door with his hands at either side of you, glaring down at you from his towering height of 6’3.|