Lucifer & The Mystery Girl (CLOSED)

The bed did indeed collapse under them, but Lucifer did not stop, furiously fucking gouts of fiery hot cum deep into Sam's tight, wet cunt. Stretched to her limit on his massive cock, he could feel her pussy squeeze him as she came too. "Well played, baiting me on, I would have fucked you hard anyway, but you wanted my fury, didn't you? My breeding whore. I will fill you with cum every night from now on, even when you begin to swell, I will pump you full of my seed. Legion will fill your womb and you will be mother of the host of the devil!
 
The bed collapsed under them. Samantha’s pussy was more stretched out then it had ever been. His Devil cock had grown so big destroying her cunt. He was starting to explode deep inside of her. She loved how his powerful cock flooded her cunt. Cum was dripping out of her pussy and down her thighs. “Oh Lucifer I just made you an even wilder beast by driving you crazy.” She said. She looked up at him with loving eyes. She had never felt like this before in her few years on earth no man had ever made her feel such passion. “I hope you are not going to keep me naked, bare foot and pregnant for the rest of eternity.” She said laughing. She felt she would birth many of the Devil’s children. She wondered what this pregnancy would be like. Would she get really big really quick or would her bump gradually grow? She wondered if it would be extremely painful birthing the child of the Devil. “Who would of thought one little interview would end up with me pregnant with the Devil’s son? I know it is going to be a boy.” She said.
 
"You adore me, I can see it in your eyes. So go ahead and rile me up all you want, going beasty on you is more fun than I ever thought possible. You're likely the only woman that could take it though." Lucifer panted in her ear as he pressed his body against hers, well and truly spent.

"Eternity is a mighty long time, a few millennia would suffice... By the time of your voice, you don't sound terribly upset about the whole bare foot and pregnant way of life though. You can probably control how fast you pop them out, you know, being a being of the firmament, reality is ours to bend. Think of it as being part of the crew on a movie set and reality is the movie. Stop the camera, change the actors starting marks, lines of dialogue, makeup, what have you, snap your fingers and shout action and the rest of the scene plays out according to your whims.... Of course not all of us can do the same things, but you get the idea, right?"

Lucifer sniffed in humor and lay with his arm and leg cast over Samaels body "I'm sure Calliope back there knew we were bound to find each other..." He refered to the Oracle they now owned. "Oh? You know that do you? Please don't tell me you want to name him Damien too? I find that name to be rather droll...."
 
“Well you equally adore me Lucifer you know you do. I like riling you up it is fun.” Samantha said. Their bodies were up close to each other. They were both hot and sweaty. They were both wild sexual beings. She kissed his lips softly. “I don’t mind having lots of your babies just as long as we still have time for just us.” She said. She stroked his chest.

His body was sprawled out against her. “Yeah I just know it will be a boy. Don’t ask me how I know I just do. Damien is not a name worthy of a child of the Devil. What do you think would be a good name for your little heir?” She said. She moved her hand to her flat stomach.

Her stomach started to feel funny and then a little foot pressed up against her stomach. “Do you see that?” She asked him. The foot could be seen pushing from the inside of her stomach. She was a little freaked out. He had only impregnated her today. How quick could a Devil child grow?
 
"How could I not, you're an angel, with the devil inside you. Quite literally in fact." He teased, rubbing her belly. "Benefits of being one of the celestial host, we can stop time if we want to, it's a snap, really" he snapped his fingers and the whole world seemed to freeze around them, in an eerie sort of stillness. "Or maybe we are just moving really really fast? I forget... Same net effect, we have all the time in the world if we want it." He released the effect and the stillness was broken.

"A name..." Lucifer pondered as he proped his head on one hand and continued to massage Sam's belly. "Reficul? Ah, no, that sounds awful! How about Stephane? Stephane Morningstar... That has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Lucifer felt something kick under his hand too and looked into Sam's eyes, excitedly. "I felt it!" He agreed in surprise. "It looks like junior is eager to meet the world. You've got one healthy uterus on you, to breed a baby that fast!" He was impressed, but noticed how freaked she looked by it. "Relax, you'll be fine, pain and discomfort are Eve's burden, celestial births are always easy. At this rate, it looks like you might have him in four to six hours. Let's go to the oracle's room, she can assist you!"
 
Lucifer stroked Samantha’s belly. He froze time and the feeling of being the only people in the world was so real. It was destiny for them to meet each other and to be together. It was them together forever that only mattered in this world. He released the effect and the world came back to life not aware of time being stopped. “God no not Reficul. I like Stephane Morningstar though. Little Stephane.” She said as he massaged her belly. Stephane’s ever so little foot poking out was quite strange and feeling him move inside of her was so amazing. “Well would you expect any less from me?” She said laughing when he said she had a healthy uterus. He comforted her reassuring that the birth would be okay.

“He won’t be coming today. He isn’t ready yet. I have always had such strong gut feelings and I am coming to learn they are much more than gut feelings. He will be born next month so you have me to yourself for a while.” She said. She leaned in and kissed him softly on your lips. “I have a feeling there is an awful lot we have to do before he comes.” She said. She stroked his face. Stephane was starting to settle down in her stomach falling asleep. “There is something I feel I need to do. Would you help me? I need to find that child I spared and see how their life has turned out.” She said.
 
"Stephane it is then!" Lucifer said, patting her belly, quite proud of himself for having knocked her up so completely. He noticed the queer look in her eyes as little Stephane danced about in her womb and asked. "Do you like the feeling of him moving about inside you so? Just wait until he's bigger and dancing on your poor bladder. You might want to keep a bucket handy just so you don't wet yourself." Lucifer teased, loving the thought of watching her belly and breast swell. "You know, I've been thinking about adding a milk bar to the club... For all those muscle heads out there... What would you charge for your surplus of sweet mother's milk?" He wasn't serious about it, only teasing her some more, but the idea of squeezing fresh milk from her breasts every day to keep her comfortable was really quite erotic.

"Oh? Well it is your body, so I would hope you would have a feeling about it. One whole month eh? Oh, the damage I could do to that sweet little cunt of yours until then, my dear. When do you think you will begin to show? It might not be good for working behind the bar, being heavily pregnant, but the DV8 clientele is a pretty open minded, if not perverted little lot. They'd adore having a new mommy strutting around, showing off her huge belly. I swear, it would be like waving my big dick around in front of a size queen, they'd be begging to worship you!"

Clearing his throat, Lucifer got serious for a moment. "Of course! I want you to remember your full glorious potential! We can start with the year it happened... Any guess where on this rock it might have happened? Anything you can remember will help narrow down the search... Or... You could try stepping back in time to see if that leads you anywhere. In any case, this warrants another visit with the oracle!"
 
“Yes I like feeling him move but as he gets bigger it will definitely be more difficult. He really responds to your voice. He knows you are his daddy.” Samantha said. She obviously didn’t expect to get pregnant from what had started as an interview but feeling little Stephane moving around inside of her made her want to be a mother so much. “There’s only one man who will tasting my milk.” She said. She playfully pushed her breasts in his face. “Until he arrives these are all daddies.” She laughed.

She liked hearing him being concerned about her and their boy working at the club. “Well I can host. Your clientele will love me as much as you do.” She said. She stroked his face before kissing him softly on the lips. She felt so happy that fate had brought them together. It was weird to think if she hadn’t come for this interview she would of have had no idea about who she really was. They were meant to find each other though destiny had brought them face to face and now she didn’t ever want to leave his side.

“I just have a feeling the child is close by because why else would God just drop me here of all places. You know he always has a reason for everything he does. I think I need the oracle to help me remember more but I don’t want to make her suffer she really was overwhelmed reading me but we need her to find the child.” Samantha said. The oracle had suffered immensely reading her past, future and present.
 
"he's probably in there plotting world domination already... By the time he's walking he won't have time for dear old dad, I'm sure. He'll be too busy building his empire of evil." Lucifer joked as Samantha playfully stuck out her boobs at him. He nipped at them gently, catching one in his hand, fondling it firmly. "My own personal milk bar, you know how to spoil a man, my dear!" He took her nipple in his mouth and suckled on it. If she was already feeling the baby move, maybe her milk was already in too.

Drawing off her breast as she drew him into a soft kiss, he pulled her into a deeper kiss before she broke away and shared the sweet taste of her milk on his tongue with her. "I'm sure they will..." He growled playfully as their lips parted and he rested his his head on her breast. "If he meant to keep you trapped here on earth you never would have found me so I could realize who you were... Unless he's trying to trick me back into the bloody host again... Not interested in playing his games anymore. I've got my own plans now." He sat up and pulled Sam up with him."speaking of which, the oracle is probably awake now and wondering where the hell she is! Oh, don't worry, the first reading is always the worst, information overload and all, you know? It only gets easier for her, less chaotic, more focused every time you let her look into you. Cone on now, we need to learn more about you now!"
 
“Yes I bet he is. He will be quite a force to reckon with having both of our blood.” Samantha said. He took her hard nipple into her mouth and milk squirted into his mouth. Her breasts were tender she reckoned it was because they were getting ready to grow bigger and that she could wake up with bigger breasts and a bump forming.

He kissed her with such passion and she could taste her milk on his lips. He rested his head on her breasts. “Well I believe you and I together are much more powerful than he ever could be.” She said. He pulled her up onto her feet. “Okay let me put on a robe and we can go see if she can help us.” She said. She slid on a red lacy and see through robe.

She was feeling nervous about another reading with the Oracle but she needed to know more. That first reading only left her with so many questions and the Oracle was the only one who could answer them. She wanted to find this child she had spared to see what had become of their life.
 
Aenone, the Oracle sensed that Samael and Lucifer were coming to visit her and trembled in her sleep. She dreamed of Samaels sweet embrace, her release from this mortal existence, forever denied her by the old gods. She was the last oracle, there was no death for her, forever alone. It was a fate worse than death. She woke to the soft him of an electronic door panel sliding open. Rising to the sound of feet on soft carpet, she sat up and sniffed the air, forever blind.

"Why have you brought me to this place, Lord Lucifer? Do you dare upset the old gods? They will not take this lightly..." Aenone warned. "They have no power, mere myths, they are lucky to still exist at all." Lucifer scoffed, taking a seat across from her, motioning Sam to come do her thing. "You have a petitioner, luv, Sam wants you to reveal more of her last, the cause of her fall, to be exact, we need to know where the one she spared is now."

"Why would I help you when you have taken me from my home in the between? Abductor. Thief. Return me to where I belong or be off with you, snake." Lucifer rolled his eyes and sighed, shrugging, there was nothing he could threaten her with because she had nothing to take from her. Nothing that would matter to her anyway. "Sam? Maybe you can give her a reason to help? There is nothing I can do to her that would ever reach her..."

Aenone sniffed in disdain, shifting her empty sockets upon Sam. "Have you come to free me? Will I finally know your touch, mistress? I have longed for you to come and free me for so long..." Her voice trembled and her breath hitched as she reached out to death incarnate, pleadingly, already knowing that the gift of final rest was not to be given her just yet. "Please..." She whispered, drawing her hand away to hide her face and the tests of blood that welled up from her empty eye sockets.
 
Samantha felt bad for the oracle but she couldn’t give her the sweet relief of death just yet. “Oracle you understand this gift or curse depends how you look upon it that I have been given by God can’t just be used whenever someone asks for it.” She said. She didn’t know how she looked upon it herself was being the angel of death a gift or more of a curse on her. Already knowing it had made her be dropped from heaven for being defiant on using her power she felt like it could be both.

“You need to prove to me you deserve the gift of death. You can help us and show me you deserve my gift or I can use it as a curse and keep you alive for eternity suffering.” She said. Samantha felt like she could use her power to her benefit to get herself what she wanted. She wanted to know more about her downfall and where the child was.

“Your life here can be as comfortable or uncomfortable as you like it is all up to you Oracle.” Samantha said. If the Oracle was smart she would choose to help them because if not she wouldn’t ever feel the sweet relief of death.
 
"Please... No... I have served the gods for so long... Faithfully... Don't deny me your blessed touch...Mistress." Aenone cast herself at Samaels feet, sobbing, weeping tears of blood. "I shall do whatever you ask! I swear it! What do you wish of me?" She was trembling, Lucifer had never seen an oracle in such a state, it was kind of turning him on. Having a partner that could make an ancient oracle cower before her was pretty damn hot! And if anyone knew hot, it was the lord of hell! Well, ex lord...
 
"Good choice." Samantha said. She stood over her menacingly. "Never again speak to him like that. You're at our mercy. Beg for his forgiveness." She said. Although she was an angel being bad was fun. The Oracle moved to Lucifer's feet. "I'm sorry lord of darkness forgive me." She said shaking and cowering. She feared Samantha and Samantha found herself actually liking it. "Now I need more information about my downfall. I need to know all about the child I saved." She said.
 
Still trembling, Aenone looked up with sightless eyes, from where she lay at their feet. "I will try, mistress. May I touch you? It is easier to read the weave of fate if I can but focus on one strand at a time..." She reached up one slender hand, seeking out Samantha's warmth. The moment they touched, her mind was assailed by millions of faces, all who were crying out for death, poor souls trapped in the umbra, unable to find their way without deaths guidance. "The ferryman has lost his oar, Charon cannot guide the way, so much pain... So much confusion! Please! I cannot hear it! No more!" Aenone tried to tear herself away from Samael, but Lucifer kept her hand firmly on Samantha's arm. "Now, now, luv, you can endure, find us an answer and you can rest, I promise."

"I...see... A woman... Standing before a counsel of her peers, defending an innocent. She is loved, hated, her fate undecided, something or someone is blocking my sight... I cannot see beyond this moment. I am sorry... Please forgive me!"
 
Samantha was starting to get frustrated that Aenone couldn’t give her the information she wanted. She grabbed hold of her and threw her across the room. She was strong when she was mad. “If you can’t give me what I need then I won’t give you what you need. You need to try harder. He may be the Devil but my wrath is something you don’t want to experience.” She shouted. She didn’t just want to know about the child she needed to know right now. She stood looking at her breathing heavily her full breasts heaving in and out. She walked over to Aenone and dragged her up to her feet. “Try again and I am sure you know if you can’t give me what I need then life here won’t be easy for you.” She said.
 
"Hey, come on now, Sam, take it easy, will ya? You'll dent the walls with her if you keep doing that!" Lucifer interjected, stepping in behind her, playing good cop to her bad. "We can't afford to break the oracle either, she's irriplacable, aren't you, Aenone?" He placed a calming hand on Sam's back. "Luv, could I speak with you a moment? In private?" He needed to tell her that this was likely all the oracle could give her, he felt it too, something else was preventing her from seeing beyond the moment, at least in regards to the child she'd saved. Or rather... Spared.

When he got her away from the oracle, he explained that all to her, some fates were unwritten, some were forged by the choices a special person made in the moment. "That was no doubt why you wouldn't take this girl, you saw she was special. But hey, we actually got quite a lot out of her this time, clearly, she's some sort of lawyer, her discription sounded like she was speaking to a jury. I'm sure we can track her down now with what we know, I'll get a list of all the female defense lawyers in america, starting with the most successful ones first, I have a feeling we will find her soon!"
 
Samantha was feeling pretty angry with the oracle and if Lucifer didn’t ask her to speak privately she may have ended up leaving an Oracle sized shape in the wall. She was frustrated that she couldn’t give her more. She didn’t know much about her past life and not much about the child she had saved. “Yes maybe she is some sort of lawyer. I do hope she went on to have great success and a good life at the very least.” She said.

She put her head against him. “I think I am just a little overwhelmed and frustrated about my past. Not knowing much is hard. It is like the person I thought I was is just a lie.” She said. She was really struggling to come to terms with the fact the life she had thought she had lived was all made up. Her childhood memories all lies. She looked up at him her hands moving over his chest. "I just want to be a slob and eat the baddest food and watch shitty TV. Can the club run without you tonight?" She said.
 
"if your girl was important enough for you to make you spare her at the cost of your divinity, then I am sure she will be easy to find. I'm actually kind of surprised that the answer isn't already obvious! Whoever she is, she must still be... Percolating." Lucifer assured the angel of death in his arms as he embraced her. "No doubt luv! If anyone has the right to be overwhelmed and frustrated, it is most certainly you! I cannot say I envy your position, but I truly sympathize with it... Hah! Sympathy from the devil! Get it?" He was trying to cheer her up,but he wasn't sure if was working.

"You could... Track down all the ones you remember from your earlier life, the parts that came before the day you were cast down... But still exist... Anyone you remember from before but have had direct contact with in the past few years... It's difficult to explain... They exist as a way to support the illusion of your fictitious early years, if you come into contact with them again, knowing this, you will... Absorb them, weave them from existence, but they were never real to begin with, just figments. When you do, you will find that fragments of your divinity will be restored. It's like yours a shattered mirror and now that you know, finding all the broken prices will only begin to make you whole again..." He tried to explain. "It took me an embarrassingly long time to find all my missing pieces and no fallen can ever be quite sure if they've found them all... Very traumatic, especially if you had to go it alone, like the first of us did..." There was a bite of bitterness in Lucifer's words now and a Darkness in his brooding eyes.

He snapped out of his dangerous, hate filled revery and grinned wickedly. " Ah, how about an obcene amount of belgian chocolate and a marathon of Jerry Springer?" He pointed a thumb at his own chest, puffing up with a sick sort of pride. "I thought that up myself, but some slime ball hollywood exec stole it... He's roasting in hell now, with truck loads of pure, uncut cocaine being shoveled up his rotten ass for stealing MY idea! I can be so petty sometimes..."
 
Samantha was feeling impatient she wanted to know everything right now but that wasn’t possible. She would take quite some time piecing everything together about her past and finding the child she saved wouldn’t be the easiest task. “I will start making a list of anyone who really stands out to me and then we can go find them and we can piece together my past and then start looking for that child.” She said. She could tell Lucifer was bitter about his past. She stroked his chest and leaned in and kissed his lips softly. “Well you may not feel completely whole but I love you for all that you are.” She said.

She laughed hearing him say he came up with the idea for Jerry Springer. “Well you are the king of chaos.” She said. She ran her nails over his chest and kissed him. “Will you get one of your goons to go get my things from my apartment?” She asked him. Since the moment they had met she hadn’t had the chance to go collect her things. She didn’t want be away from him and she felt there was no chance he wanted her living away from him. They were destined to be together and now they had found each other they could really start living.

She looked down her stomach and couldn’t wait to see it start growing round with their child. Their son would have some almighty powers having the Devil and the Angel of Death as his parents. “Let’s just forget about all the shit of the day and just be together tonight. I like it when it feels like we are the only two people in the world.” She said. She kissed him softly.
 
"I will help you every step of the way, love, you won't go it alone, just try not to break the oracle, okay? She's irriplacable..." He said with a small chuckle, a little fearful of her power and potent rage. "And I adore you, Sam, no doubt in my mind, we were fated to come together as one!" He laughed with her, nodding in agreement. "I wonder what the residuals might have been if I'd taken credit for that little gem... Not that I need it, there's a million different things I've had my hands in that make me money. Too many to keep track of really... Oh! Of course! I'll send someone right away! I should have thought of that sooner!"

He took out a phone from his pocket to send a text to someone, then reconsidered. "Actually, I can connect right to your place if you tell me the address. Here, I'll show you!" He took her to his closet door and reached for the knob, a flash of bright light exploding from his hand as he touched the knob. "Viola!" He opened the door and through it, she could see her small apartment living room from her hallway closet. "Yeah... All those story's about the boogie man in the closet? Probably demons looking for a place to hide from angelic slayers... It sure saves on gas though! Grab whatever you need, I can maintain this link forever if I wanted to I'm in tune with you now."

He looked down at her belly as well and began to grin, from ear to ear, getting a sense of what she was thinking. "Let's grab some of your stuff first, then we can spend all night together, I promise." He returned her kiss with surprising tenderness.
 
“Well she better not piss me off and she will be fine. Maybe just don’t leave me alone with her. At least if you are always there you can stop me turning into a crazy psychopath.” Samantha said laughing. For an angel she had quite a lot of rage within her. She blushed hearing him say how much he adored her. “Well you’re rather lucky I am quite smitten with my Devil.” She said. She leaned in and kissed him passionately.

“You never stop amazing me. You are full of surprises.” She said. He led her to his closet. “My old address is Apartment 21 Baker Street.” She said. He opened the door and at the other side of it was her small apartment. “Well I wouldn’t have minded you hiding in my closet in the middle of the night.” She said. She ran her nails over his chest looking into his eyes.

She started to gather her things in a suitcase. She pulled him towards her running her fingers through his hair kissing him. “I think before we go we should close this chapter of my life by fucking all over this place.” She said. She started to undo his shirt. She kissed down his chest and slid between his legs. She unzipped his trousers and pushed them down. She pulled his cock out. She looked up at him as she licked his shaft. She took his tip into her mouth. She bobbed up and down sucking his cock.
 
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