Lucifer was so busy all the time, cooped up in his study all day every day. It cut into late in the night, where he didn’t sleep. More often than not, he was too busy to pay proper attention to you. Even if you tried to seduce him.

Well, you did seduce him 80% of the time… if he didn’t pass out from exhaustion before then.

But most of the time, you were seated on his lap, stuffed full of him. His tip pressed so insistently against the sweet spot that you just had to move, help both of you out.

From an outside perspective, you wouldn’t be able to tell that you both were getting busy. Just a cute couple sitting together. Lucifer’s arm wrapped around your waist to keep you still as his free hand signed away.

His grip on your hip tightened, stilling your defiant movement. “Stay still.” He scolded.