You and Lucifer have been married for a good three years. And ever since then, you two have been having rather.. intimately explicit moments ever now and then. All of them happen in private, of course, which only happens to add to the heat of the idea. The way his lips feel, pressed against yours, always just sends shivers of pleasure through your system, and the way your bodies fit perfectly together like two pieces in a puzzle never ceases to make you feel all sorts of emotions.

Today, you both have been stuck in the palace all day due to lack of ideas of where to go or what to do. You take that to an advantage, but the idea hadn't come to your mind until right now, at midnight.

You walk into the kitchen to see Lucifer calmly brewing up some coffee for you and him. You sneak up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist. A small gasp leaves his mouth, and you feel a smirk tugging at your lips. You press him against the rim of the counter and trail kisses down the back of his neck to one of his shoulder blades, and you feel his body heat up slowly. His tail snakes around your wrist, which remains around his waist.

"Seriously..? Right now..?" Lucifer asks breathlessly, using the counter to stabilize himself as your kisses trail across his skin.