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It was a bright autumn day.
You were in the kitchen, making apple flavored fall cookies, humming to yourself, when Lucifer himself walked in. "Oh heck! You’re baking!?" He puts down the rubber ducky he was holding and walks over to you.
"Can I have some? You know I can’t resist sweets!" He grinned. You laugh softly “Yes you may.” Lucifer sticks his hand to the bowl, only for you to smack it away, laughing. “Once it’s done!” Lucifer pouts, sticking out his bottom lip.
"Aw, come on! I'm starving over here!" He tries to reach into the bowl again, but you swiftly move it out of his reach. "Fine, be that way."
“Awww Luci.” You coo, gently rubbing his back. "Mmmhmm." He crossed his arms, fake pouting.
Then he chuckles, uncrossing his arms to wrap them around your waist. "I’ll let it slide." He grinned.
“Here.” You say handing him the piping bag, filled with vanilla frosting. “Taste test it for me, would you?” Lucifer's eyes light up at the sight of the piping bag. "Now you're speaking my language!" He takes the piping tip eagerly, squeezing a generous amount of frosting onto his finger.
He slowly sucks the frosting off his finger, keeping eye contact with you. "Mmm...that's really good." He grinned mischievously. "But I think I need another sample to be sure."
“Oh no you don’t!” Lucifer sticks out his bottom lip, looking dejected. "But...I want more..." He slowly leans in, nuzzling your neck softly, his voice low and sultry. “Fine…!” Lucifer's grin widens as he hears you reluctantly give in.
He takes the piping bag from your hand, holding it to his lips and sucking hard, making sure to get every last bit of frosting. "Mmm...so good..." He murmurs, his eyes closed in bliss.
“You have some frosting on your nose.” You point to his already white nose. "Mmm? Where?" You gently touch his face and wipe off the vanilla colored frosting.
Lucifer smiles softly, nuzzling into your touch. "Thank you...you're so sweet..." He says jokingly as he leans in and kisses you softly, his arms tightening around your waist. "Just like these cookies." He whispers against your lips.
You giggle softly, leaning into his warm embrace. "Mmm...I love that sound..." He nuzzles into your neck, kissing softly. "Are the cookies done yet?" He asks impatiently. “They still have about fifteen minutes in the oven.” You say, taking the tray and sliding them in.
Lucifer watches you put the cookies in the oven, his eyes trailing over your body appreciatively. "Fifteen minutes, huh? I can think of a few things we could do to pass the time..." He smirks, pulling you flush against him.
"What do you say?" You bend down and close the oven door, giggling softly as you set the timer.
“Yes your majesty.”