SUMIRE
"Am I disturbing you? I'm fine now." Sumire proceeded to get off his lap but Lucifer immediately brought her back.
He buried his face in her neck and it didn't take long before she felt him kissing down her neck. The sensation of his lips there immediately warmed her entire body.
"No." Lucifer said. "You could never disturb me. Besides, I am in need of a break."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"I stepped out just a few minutes ago, since my men had something to report."
That's why she didn't feel his presence. Lucifer's work- he is in charge of a criminal syndicate. When she first heard about it, she felt frightened. All sorts of theories appeared in her head about being kidnapped and him lying to her. But, all those suspicions vanish when she hears him say her name.
She has identified the tone he uses with other people and the tone he uses with her. There is so much love behind his tone, it is hard for her to call him a liar. He may be keeping some secrets from her, but there is no human out there who is entirely truthful. Lies are necessary, and there is no doubt that this man loves her.
The type of work he does bothers her, but from what she remembers regarding herself. She isn't exactly an advocate for peace either.
Sumire reached over and caressed his face. "If you work too hard, you won't have time for me."
That's a complete lie and they both know it. No matter how busy Lucifer is, he always falls asleep beside her. He always makes time for her. Before she settled into the idea that he was her husband, he spent so much time helping her recover. Even when she was fully healed, his attitude remained the same. So, it wasn't an act just to get on her good side.
Lucifer chuckled. "I will always make time for you. However," He traced her lips. "I do think that request should come with a little something."
Sumire already knows what he wants before he asks for it. She isn't the best at reading people, at least from what she does recall about herself. She is awkward around others and has a hard time communicating socially. However, with Lucifer. There is no need for clumsy words. She knows immediately what he wants from her.
She kisses him, intertwining their tongues and presses her body against his and Lucifer moans into the kiss. Hearing that a satisfied sound escaped her own lips. He is pleased. That's good isn't it? She may not remember him, may not understand her feelings. If she has any towards him. But, a kiss with no emotion. A kiss that focuses on simply lust and passion. It feels like this isn't the first time she has done something like that.
She can pretend, and it will do nothing to her.
When they finally break apart, both of them are panting heavily.
Lucifer's eyes are blazing with lust as he traced her bottom lip covered in his saliva and her own.
He gave a low dark chuckle. "Have you calmed down?"
Sumire rolled her eyes at that comment. Did he ask for her to kiss him to calm her nerves down? His methods are too sly. Even if he acts like a gentleman who respects her choices. Sometimes he uses methods that lead to them getting closer.
She slowly nodded her head.
Lucifer kissed her forehead. "Do you wish to take my blood tonight?"
"Will it keep the nightmares away?" Sumire asked.
"It will, tasting me on your lips will make you think of me."
At Lucifer's words her cheeks coloured. There is something wrong with this man. How is he able to say such shameless sounding words so easily? She has already let him get away with two passionate kisses, and her thoughts drift back to his hands that were on her thighs.
"I think I will pass." Sumire managed to say.
Lucifer frowned. "I think you should."
She looked at him with flushed cheeks. "I think we need to talk about this."
"Talk?" Lucifer repeated her words puzzled.
"You're a bit too bold."
Lucifer raised an eyebrow.
'He really has no idea does he!' Sumire takes a deep breath.
"I do not mind you touching me Lucifer. But, I'm still new to all of this and I still don't remember you."
'This whatever relationship this is.'Sumire stopped herself from adding.
Understanding dawned on his features and he nodded. She couldn't miss the flash of pain in his eyes.
"I apologize if I have made you uncomfortable."
Seeing his dejected expression, Sumire quickly exclaimed. "Please don't misunderstand. I don't dislike you, of course not I just--"
Lucifer traced her lips. "I understand my Queen."
No, he doesn't understand. she doesn't understand it herself. When he says she is her husband, she has doubts. But, his touches, his words, everything feels familiar to her. Friends do not touch each other like that and while she has discovered she can kiss someone with no feelings. The kisses Lucifer gives her are too passionate, too loving for them to have a sexual relationship. There is something more, otherwise she would have pushed him away by now.
"Your offer to have your blood, does it still stand?"
Lucifer blinked surprised. "It does but,you must force yourself. Feeding must be done with consent."
"I-I want to drink from you." Sumire admitted.
She can't deny thinking about the first day she woke up in this place, and his offer to make her drink her blood. No doubt to make her recover faster, so she did. But she never directly fed from him. Lucifer offered his blood in the form of a drink every single time.
This would be the first time she would be drinking from him directly. Can she do it? She has seen some of the servants feed from each other, and understands how 'intense' the procedure can get. That's probably why she has turned down Lucifer's offer on more than one occasion already.
Lucifer nodded. "Very well."
Sumire sighed in relief. She has to do this. If she does this at least once, perhaps it will be easier to ask the next time.
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