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Just a Lucifer headcannon that I have and think about alot: Lucifer may be the rizz master, but he has one fatal flaw; he can NEVER do it intentionally. Yeah he can banter back and forth all day, jokingly flirt with his friends, and make any stranger in a room blush; BUT as soon as he actually gets feelings or tries to flirt seriously, he is a complete dumpster fire. All his words come out jumbled and wrong, his stutter is 10x worse then normal, and everything seems to end up broken, spilled, or otherwise on the ground somehow.

I love this dork.

Imagine Lucifer…

• Casually sliding onto the barstool next to you, introducing himself with that big goofy grin of his, setting his drink aside. You reach out and try to shake his hand in greeting, but he brings your knuckles in for a fleeting kiss instead, making you blush. ‘So, what enticed a pretty little thing like you to give redemption a shot?’ he suddenly asks.

• Smoothly apologizing for his forwardness as you dip your head with an ‘Oh?’, clearly amused but also somewhat flattered by his question. ‘Well?’ He asks, his thumb teasingly swiping against your knuckles, almost in an attempt to accentuate the blush decorating your features. You dodge his question by focusing on Husk.

• Letting go of your hand to take a sip of his drink, chuckling as you ask the bartender what he put in his cocktail with a nervous laugh. ‘Nothin’ he can’t handle,’ Husk shrugs, his eyes lazily flitting down to the glass in his hand. ‘It’s an Old Fashioned, so…whiskey.’ He assures you that he can hold his liquor quite well when you turn to him.

• Toning down on his flirtatious remarks but still slipping in something every now and then, savoring how responsive you are…until you start reciprocating his energy. ‘So, you’ve been single for 7 years,’ You hum, resting your cheek on your palm and looking him up and down. ‘Can you explain to me how that’s possible?’ He stiffens.

• Stuttering out, ‘Oh! Well, uh, I’m not sure—wh-why do you ask?’ as you squint your eyes at him in amusement, a coy smile playing on your lips. ‘You’re just quite the charmer, that’s all,’ You say, enjoying how effortlessly you had turned the tables on him. He tries to change the topic, but it’s too late, you’re interested in him now.

• Dissolving into a blushing mess as you flirt with him left and right, shrinking into his seat and looking up at you with bated breath, the grip on his glass growing tighter with every move you make towards him. ‘Say, would you like to come over to my room after this?’ You suddenly ask him—that’s the straw that broke the camel’s back.

• Shattering his drink in his hand, only realizing what he’s done when you gasp and ask if he’s okay. ‘Oh, shit!’ He says, but Niffty quickly comes to the rescue. ‘I gotta change, got whiskey on my vest!’ He says, trying to save himself from further embarrassment, but when he steals a glance at you from over his shoulder, he pauses.

• Walking backwards and snatching your hand, his heart racing as he wordlessly drags you away to his room. You can feel the nervousness radiating off of him, so you bite your tongue and accept that you managed to snag the King of Hell. Meanwhile, he has no idea what to do, especially when you’re finally alone together.

• Staring at you as the door softly clicks behind him, trying to remember what he used to do with Lilith. ‘I—it’s been so long,’ He eventually stutters out in apology, but you just shrug, clearly unbothered. ‘How about I help you out with your vest for starters?’ You approach him. ‘Oh, yes please,’ He practically whines, his knees buckling.

~Kissing Memories~

Lucifer Morningstar X Fem! Reader

A/N: Had to write these little kiss ideas somehow, and this is the product! He deserves them all! Hope you enjoy! <3

Synopsis: Brief looks into your relationship with Lucifer Morningstar through your kisses.

Content Warnings: Swearing, not explicit, Implied Smut, 18+, MDNI

Divider Source: Cafekitsune

A Kiss Against the Knuckles:

You were a brand-new sinner to the hotel, and almost brand-new to the environment of hell, so being in this violent environment was a little frazzling to say the least. To your surprise though the princess of what was supposed to be an agonizing, torturous wasteland was.. sweet? Charlie had offered you place to stay, and was roaming with you across the lobby, introducing you to the residents of the grand hotel she owned. This was when her father took notice of you from across the crimson room. Your demeanor immediately ran him to the conclusion that you were brand new to this place, but there was also a different energy about you. One that planted a seed of curiosity, he had to know more about you, so when you and his daughter slowly approached him, Charlie’s rambles on the hotel blurred over in his mind as he looked over you. However, that eventually worked against him as he was shot out of his thoughts with the sound of your voiced name and the sight of your hand being lent out to him to shake. He glanced up to you in a small panic, but despite this, this was when you watched as the King of Hell took your hand in his hand brought it closer to his face to press his lips against the soft skin of your fingers. 

“Lucifer Morningstar, pleasure to be meeting you…” 

A Cheek Kiss:

You and Lucifer had grown close over your time at the hotel. He had become a guide to your experiences in hell, and almost a close friend to you through his constant kindness and sense of humor that was endearing to you. However you had to emphasize the word ‘almost’ because despite the fact that you two held all the requirements that you considered to be a close friend to him, there was a wall of anticipation between the two of you. An array from the “royal” kiss to your hand, when you first met, to all the small, constant, “nonchalant” touches, between the two you built up a bridge brick by brick that neither of you dared to cross, despite the other resident’s protests and urges to finally advance your relationship. 

On one of the mornings of your residency of the Hazbin Hotel, you were up early in the tiled kitchen surrounded by a wafting sweet aroma and the warm melodic sounds of Lucifer’s voice as you kept him company sat at the counter as usual. He leisurely stood at the stove flipping over another one of his buttery flapjacks as he continued to sing lowly in the comfortable atmosphere that you sat in, without the need for any words between the two of you. However, in spite of the atmosphere, you sat, stuck in your own head filled with wandering thoughts as you continued to watch him. You were almost certain that your friends at the hotel had just filled your mind with foolish ideas to keep themselves amused and your own delusions alive, but the more you watched him the more you wanted them to be right. The more you wanted to see if this relationship meant more to him than you thought too. The king that reigned over your thoughts turned around from the stove to place the plate of steaming hot cakes onto the counter just across from you, and looked towards you with a smile that just made your heart melt. Without much thought you stood from across the island’s stool, walked over to his side of the counter, and assisted in arranging the plates for the residents of the hotel as you had routinely done in the past, but this morning the close proximity between the two of you drove you mad. You had to know what you meant to him, and if it didn’t work out… maybe you could play it off. 

“Thank you for breakfast Lucifer..”

You spoke quietly and took a few of the dishes in your grasp to bring to the awaiting residents; Then forced yourself to swallow back your nerves, and hastily leaned towards him to aim for the rosy part of his cheek. Although this moment only could have lasted no more than a few seconds, your adored the rewards of your efforts as you felt your heart skip several beats from the way his soft skin briefly touched the surface of your lips before you quickly made your escape out of the kitchen. 

A First Kiss:

 It had been seven long, lonely, and agonizing years since Lucifer had actually pursued anything romantic, so he was noticeably very antsy and hesitant with his touches throughout your first date together. Despite this, the two of you enjoyed a very lovely, romantic candlelit dinner he reserved for the two of you. Even the view was incredible as it overlooked and gave a clear view of his wide spanning “kingdom”. Luckily you were very patient with him, but he yearned to do something, anything throughout the dinner, and criticized himself for being unable to do so. If it wasn’t for the brief kiss you had set on his cheek, he wouldn’t have had the courage to ask you out on this date in the first place, so he felt he should give you the same courtesy, be a little fearless, and do something. He watched you for a little longer as you stared off the patio for a few moments and down at the glimmer lights of the city. The way they lights lit up your eyes and the way your outfit fit you perfectly, forced his heart into a break-neck pace, but he forced himself to try to shake it off as he threw a few large bills, that were way over the amount he needed to pay, onto the table and stood from his chair. Lucifer quickly walked past his chair and the table towards you to lend his hand towards you. 

“Ready to go Sweetheart?” 

You agreed and took his hand walking out the restaurant with him back towards the hotel you both called home. The crisp hot air and loud ambiance of the passing clubs that accompanied your walk hand and hand with Lucifer couldn’t drown out the tension he felt as his mind wandered over all the possible things he could be doing wrong. Despite this he couldn’t help but glance towards you as you continued your trek back, and his heart only stuttered again as he was able to truly admire how gorgeous he thought you are. You were a lot closer together then, and he could pick up on details that quickly rooted their way into his heart: like how the city’s lighting bounced off your skin, the small rise and fall of your chest, and the way your hair laid perfectly down from your head. He let out a heavy breath as he tried to calm his racing heart, and the rest of the walk flew by. It wasn’t long till you were back and walking down the scarlet hall that held the door to your room. The tension in his chest grew tighter and tighter as you came to a full stop at your door. His mind was screaming at him, this was the moment, he knew he couldn’t mess this up, he wouldn’t be able to sleep that night if he did. He wouldn’t allow himself to chicken out. The clicks of your doorknob resonated across the hall as you turned the handle, revealed your room, and turned back to him to say goodbye, but just as your gaze was back onto him, you were surprised by the sudden feeling of his soft lips against yours. The surprise didn’t matter for very long though as you melted and relaxed into his given affection, feeling the sparks and shockwaves that flew from the contact between the two of you. The kiss was perfect but brief as he pulled away with a breathless expression, and you gave each other soft smiles. 

“Goodnight hun..”

“Goodnight Lucifer..”

A Giggly Kiss:

After a long day of working around the hotel that day you returned to your room, and just as you reached the right position you practically collapsed down onto the floor to set against the side of your bed with an exhausted sigh. You leaned back, slowly relaxing against the cool floorboards that laid beneath you and the plush comforter that sat just behind you. As you were about to let out another heavy breath a ringing cheerful voice came through muffled from the door. 

“Hellooo~ May I come in Sweetheart?” 

You felt like your bones weighed like tons as Lucifer asked for your welcome, and only responded with a quiet agreement, allowing him to come into your room by his own permission. You heard the heard creaking of your door as he opened it himself, and stepped in. He walked past the soft rug on your floor, and you heard a thud as he plopped down onto the comforter of your bed to peer over and look down at your tired, slumped over figure. 

“Long day..?” 

You nodded and hummed softly as you stretched and popped your sore shoulders against the surface of the side of your bed. Lucifer’s own mind grew slightly concerned seeing how the fatigue weighed on your facial features. From that moment on he was dead set on soothing you in the ways he knew he could. 

“Alright then.. How about you let me pamper you tonight? Bubble bath, massage, movies, cuddles, the works.” 

Just as you were about to protest, and explain how he didn’t have to, he interrupted you and pressed a gentle kiss to the side of your head. 

“Mmm just let me do this for you hun.. You deserve it.”

A warm feeling flooded your chest as you felt the love from his offered services, and his soft affection. Then watched as he leaned further over the bed to press a few more affectionate kisses to your forehead as he held your chin and turned your gaze to him. 

“Y’know....If you’re really that worried.. Maybe you could repay me with a real kiss?” 

A light giggle escaped your lips as you watched his eyebrows wiggle to emphasize his question, and you leaned forward to hold him and press a gentle kiss to his lips. 

A Hot and Desperate Kiss:  

You and Lucifer sat in the back of a dimly lit limo on the way back after another very sweet date he had planned for the two of you, and it was clear he was anxiously waiting for your arrival back home. The weight of red fabric you had gifted to him only moments before, stayed tightly packed into his suit pocket, and felt as if it could rival the weight of a hundred tons as it served as a constant reminder against him, that you were almost bare just for him. He could just reach over…. Trail a hand up your thigh, an-.... He cut himself out of his treacherous thoughts, as he was determined to reap the rewards of your challenge, but here you were, sat just beside him, shoulder to shoulder as his dark scaly tail coiled further around your waist to keep you close. The drive continued to seem drag agonizingly on and on the longer he had to wait for the oncoming stop. You, however, were in better spirits. The funny feeling of amusement only seemed to spill more and more into your chest as you watched the way he couldn’t even spare a glance towards you or even the way his leg bounced at a rapid pace anxiously just beside you. It wasn’t long till you knew that he was aware of the way you stared over at him because soon luminous golden blood started to trickle down the surface of his bottom lip as his sharp teeth started to dig into the soft skin. A quiet laugh rang through your vocal cords as you leaned in close and used your thumb to clean away the evidence of his clear eagerness. 

“.... getting impatient Luci~?” 

A heated shaky breath escaped his lips as he finally looked towards you, but the smirk that accompanied your own eager eyes was just enough to drive him over the edge. You could barely make out his muttered curses before, in mere seconds, he briefly shook his head as he took a strong hold of you before you could only see sudden flash of golden magic enclose around the two of you. Soon you were no longer in the back of his royal limo but instead back in the familiar hotel’s halls. It wasn’t long till the decorated lights of the crimson halls became a blur as Lucifer clutched onto you with an almost inhuman grip and practically flew you past the hotel’s doors towards room that he needed for the two of you to be in. He craved holding, feeling, hearing you; tasting you.. Eventually he reached just the door he wanted and fumbled with the handle for a moment before opening it and shoved you against the dark mahogany as it came back to a close. In an instant his hot hungry lips were sloppily pressed against yours he kept you pushed up against the door. The pressure from his lips was nearly bruising, as he continued to kiss you. Soon his teeth softly bit your supple bottom lip, causing your lips to part as a quiet gasp escaped you. Lucifer took the opportunity without any hesitancy to roll his split tongue into the opening and swirl it around yours. He continued to taste you, only separating from you as your lungs demanded a chance for oxygen and looked over your flushed expression as he took in the pause to share your heated breaths.

“F-ffuck.. Hun.. I need you so..so bad.. Could I-...?” 

A Morning Kiss: 

Soft morning light filtered through the feathers that were snugly tucked around the two of you as you held each other in a tight comforting embrace. Lucifer was awake in your arms for a long while now, but he wouldn’t dare move or frankly even breath wrong if it meant that you would start to stir from your sleepy state. He adored the way you looked as the new morning gave you a glow that he could only describe as heavenly. The more he stared the longer the list of countless reasons he adored being with you in this moment: the cute state of your now messy hair, the slow rise and fall of your chest, the peace in your expression, the tight hold you kept him in… The reasons went on and on. The smile that was painted across his face hadn’t dared to falter for even a moment as he continued to gaze down on you. Lucifer let out another soft exhale as he delicately brushed a few spare strands out of your face, but as he did so he felt his heart flutter from the way you started to adjust yourself in his hold. Your arms lightly squeezed him, and your eyes fluttered open to finally take in your first, and favorite, sight of the day. As you peered towards the man you held, your smile was quick to match his own, and Lucifer chuckled lowly as he watched you slowly blink the sleep out of your eyes before he leaned forward to press a long loving kiss to soft skin of your forehead. 

“Good morning Sweetheart.”

A Comforting Kiss: 

It was the end of a late movie night for the two of you, and your room was shrouded in darkness with only the flashing lights of your television lowly lighting the area. Your eyes remained rested on the screen across from your couch as your fingers continued to repeatedly rake through the blonde locks that laid against your fallen angel’s head. You felt the weight of Lucifer’s head settled against your lap with the rest of his body rested against the remaining length of the cushions, and you relaxed in your own spot against the armrest as the night continued until you felt him start to shift against you. You wouldn’t have put much mind to it, but soon his movements grew to become more restless. Your eyes peered down to Lucifer, and pang of concern struck your heart as you watched him continued to shift against you. His expression seemed almost pained with furrowed brows and now hurried breath. Only seconds later Lucifer woke and sat up with a heaving chest and a single tear rolling down his pale cheek. Without any hesitation you were at his side taking his hand in yours as you advanced to help calm his anxious breath, and heart. 

“Luci, hold on follow me okay..?”

Lucifer eyes were back on you in an instant, and he followed your instruction. With each breath he was able to slowly ground himself in the space and reality he was actually in, and as more seconds passed by his heart rate was able to slow as he fluttered his eyes close. After a few more moments, his grip loosened on your hand, and you lifted your free hand to rub off the spare tears that ran down his cheeks during his panicked state. Instinctively he leaned into your touch, and his heavy tired eyes opened once again.

“I’m sorry about that hun.” 

The way his voice came out quiet and weak, pulled and put a strain on your heart strings, but you were quick to shake your head and wipe away any weight of guilt off of him. 

“No.. please don’t apologize Lucifer” 

A weak smile pulled at Lucifer’s lips as he nods and exhales a heavy weary sigh; He squeezed your hand gently again and leans his side against yours, taking comfort in your accepting and loving touch. Your thumb took its time, slowly rubbing over the shape of his knuckles repeatedly as you kept him company. 

“Would you like to talk about it..?” 

He took in a long deep breath as his eyes lingers on your linked hands, and spoke in a hushed tone as the pain from the reminder festered in his mind. 

“.....Just old memories hun.. Could we just… sit a little while..?” 

You watched his gaze finally left from your hands to give you a pleading expression that just emanated fatigue. You knew it wasn’t right to push him further in that moment. It was only right for him to share whenever he was the most comfortable to and it wouldn’t be at that late hour. 

“Of course Lucifer..”

Lucifer’s tired smile grew a little as he felt you hold him close to your side. Your warm embrace shooed away his anxieties in an instant; it was all he wanted and needed. He soon realized, if he could choose anywhere to be for the rest of eternity it would be in your arms and the cherry on top was the feeling of you delicate kiss to the corner of his forehead, allowing his eyelids the chance to relax and close for the rest of the night. 

“I’ll be here.. Just rest.” 

A Tender Kiss: 

You and Lucifer sat together in the quiet and comfortable atmosphere of Lucifer’s workshop only lit by the few warm-tinted lamps that sat across the room. The only sounds that filled the quiet ambiance of the night was the soft hums falling past your lips and the quiet clicks of Lucifer’s tools he used on the project he held in his dark hands. As the two of you worked together on your own respective projects you sat almost shoulder to shoulder, with every “accidental” touch between the two of you feeling warm and electric. After a long while, Lucifer’s eyes roamed away from the rubber duck he held, taking a small break, to peer over at what you were working on. As he caught sight of the work in progress his lips turned upwards to a soft smile, and his heart gained the summery, familiar sense of pride knowing he was sitting with and dating someone like you. His eyes turned up from the work in progress to admire its beautiful creator, and felt his heartbeat increase to accompany the fluttering in his chest he always felt when he stared at you. Watching the focus and spirit in your eyes only made the heated feeling in his heart grow. The longer he gazed at you the easier it was for his heart to be set on leaning in closer and closer. Then suddenly your focus was broken, as Lucifer’s warm and gentle touch was set across the bottom of your jaw and he guided your eyes back onto him. He leaned in even closer and watched as your eyes naturally closed as they had done several times before, and pressed a tender and slow kiss against your lips. In this quiet affectionate moment between the two of you, he knew for sure he had to speak, and a low whisper finally escaped as the kiss was broken. 

“I love you..” 

A Kiss of New Beginnings:

The night had gone exactly as Lucifer had planned, you adored his gift, it fit you flawlessly, dinner was delicious, as he knew it would be, and the ambiance of the hotel rooftop was romantic in every way he wanted, but there was one issue: that damned velvet box sitting in his coat pocket. He already knew what he wanted to say, Lucifer had practiced it for hours upon hours in the mirror the night before and even the next morning, but as he finally sat across the candle lit table the words seemed to be imprisoned in the back of his mind. The gorgeous small smiles you would give him as you sipped your drink, your laugh that always sent his mind in a frenzy, each brief touch you gave him throughout the night, all of it clutched to his heart in a way that prompted his voice to evaporate into thin air at the worst times possible. Each time he thought he had gathered enough courage to finally get down on one knee, you just had to do something that would churn his mind to mush. Even knowing Charlie, and your other shared dear friends were also just around the corner didn’t do him any favors. However, time was ticking, dessert was already here and the two of you were sharing your final bites but here he was still stalling as he anxiously scolded himself for not just biting the bullet and pulling out the box. The pressure continued to build and build as the dinner came to an end, and it wasn’t long till you were looking to him expectantly. 

“Ready to turn in for the night?” 

Lucifer swallowed painfully and felt the burdensome weight of stares on the back of his head, as he made eye contact with you. 

“A-actually.. Um no we have one more thing tonight sweetheart….” 

He stood from his chair, in a bit of a hurried manner, before he could make his way towards you. Lucifer could feel the tense anticipation thicken the air with every step he took, but as he offered his hand to you to stand he could practically hear the groan from the residents of the hotel. However despite the disappointment he knew the others felt, he took a hold of your hand and helped you out of your seat. A few seconds later his crimson and white feathers unfolded from his back as he lead you towards the edge of the roof. 

“Just one more spot tonight hun..”

He watched as your head nodded, you wrapped your arms around his neck like you had done a hundred times before, and he carefully picked you up. His wings swung downwards and propelled the two of you into the air in one fell swoop. Although the night hadn’t gone exactly as he wanted, he had one more chance, and he would rather be double damned than not take it. As he took another deep inhale of hell’s hot air, his eyes turned down to stare down at hopefully his future fiance, but then came that onslaught of familiar warm fluttering in his chest. Your eyes shined with the city’s lights, and he couldn’t help but remember the first time he admired you staring off on your shared first date. The reminder of the night pulled a smile from the corners of his lips, the two of you had come so far since that night together, and he knew he wanted to continue the rest of his eternity with you. 

Eventually his wings flapped and you two made a safe landing under the shelter of hellish vermillion trees. Your feet settled against the grass as you regained your balance, but then butterflies filled your chest as you looked towards the scene he had prepared for you. Fairy lights were threaded through the branches of the crimson trees that surrounded you, and in the field ahead there were glimmering orbs of golden magic that illuminated and floated around a large plaid blanket laid carefully in the grass, with sprinkled flower petals fallen all across it. The two of you took a few steps onwards into the clearing, and your eyes remained captured by the sight of the roaming orbs of light. Lucifer couldn’t help the love that continued to flourish in his heart as he watched you admire and toy with his magic while the two of you continued your trek. Then he found what he needed; he saw the opportunity to finally at least start to speak right in front of him as you were slightly distracted. As soon as the realization came over him, it seemed liked the words just started to tumble out of him.

“Sweetheart…. I-.. I just want to say that I’m so incredibly happy to be with you.. I just love you so much, and I don’t think those words can even truly encapsulate the way I feel about you.” 

Lucifer’s steps slowed along with yours as the two pairs of feet finally hit the soft, patterned fabric below you, and he lead you to sit comfortably across. Then his small speech continued. 

“I-.. I’ve been thinking over our relationship together lately.. And I can’t help but be reminded exactly why I love you so much with every memory that comes up. The spark I sensed from you when I first saw you, your ambition and kindness even when we were just friends, the way my heart races just from looking at you, your playful and albeit teasing nature, how you can make me feel utterly at peace just by holding me close, and god sweetheart… just by being you.” 

Lucifer’s head tilts downwards as he takes your hand in his, and lets out a shaky breath as he feels his heart pound against his chest.

“I just.. I’ve realized.. When I look to the future I only ever see you in it, and I don’t ever want this to end… I’m.. um…” 

Lucifer paused and peers back up to you as he feels your soft hand squeeze his, only to find a loving expression painted across your face as a joyful tear runs down your cheek. He returns your warm smile with his own as he takes a deep breath and continues. 

“I’m..hoping you feel the same way.. A-and that maybe..” 

He shakily removes his hand from yours to retrieve the dreaded velvet box, and fumbles it open to display the shining personalized ring he made for you. 

“You’ll do me the honor of marrying me..?” 

Without any hesitation, you bounded forward, wrapping your arms around the devil’s neck before capturing his lips in the most tender kiss you could give, hoping to translate all of your devotion through the affection you were giving. A huge wave of relief cleaned all the anxiousness from his heart as he was wrapped in your arms once again, and Lucifer returned the kiss with the same amount of passion. It was as if the two of you were kissing for the first time again, as continuous sparks seemed to fly from the loving contact you shared. Mutual continuous tears flowed down your cheeks, as you continued to kiss, but eventually the passionate moment came to an end as you slowly pulled away, and felt his forehead lean against yours. Then started to share the little oxygen that fell between the two of you. 

“Yes Lucifer.. Yes..”