Supernatural: Lucifer X Male!Reader Part 2

“Stop!” Lucifer cried out, before his body shook as my hands skilfully moved up and down his sides, tickling the archangel. I chuckled and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, watching as Lucifer cuddled up to my body after the attack. I smiled and ran a hand through his blonde locks, chuckling as my archangel nuzzled into my touch.

“You’re adorable.” I murmured, and Lucifer frowned.

“I am an archangel, not adorable.”

“You are both of those things.” Lucifer rolled his eyes but leant up and placed a soft kiss to my lips, making my heart flutter in the process. I kissed him back and cupped his face with one of my hands, loving the feeling of Lucifer in my arms. “I love you.”

“I love you to.” Lucifer replied, eyes bright with light and happiness. However, his smile was wiped off his face and he frowned, as if listening to something I couldn’t hear. “I am being summoned…”

“By who?” I asked, tightening my hold on him. We had been having such a relaxed night, and I didn’t want it to end because one of us was being summoned by some demons or humans that wanted to take advantage of our powers.

“I don’t know, but I promise I will be back soon, okay?” Lucifer asked, and I sighed, kissing forehead.

“Be safe.”

“I am an archangel; no one can harm me.”

“You have way too much pride.” I stated, and Lucifer shrugged.

“You love me all the same.” And with that, he disappeared with the flapping of wings. I sighed and leant back in our bed, which we had been sitting on before I started to attack Lucifer with tickles. I closed my eyes, and smiled at the thought of how far Lucifer and myself had come between the year of us being together. He accompanied me on every hunt I went on, and always made sure to give me a thorough checking over whenever we got back. Surprisingly, Lucifer loved cuddling up to me as we watched TV and in bed, and I was more than happy to oblige. We were nearly inseparable, and I had never been happier. The archangel had turned my life around, and never said no to me. All in all, he was perfect, and I let him know that whenever I could. As I thought of all my happy memories with my archangel, I felt my body begin to relax and I let sleep overcome me, hoping it would make time pass quicker when Lucifer would be back in my arms.



In my dream I was standing in a dark room, and I frowned. This place seemed familiar, and not in a good way, which left me to try and place where I had seen this place before. When I couldn’t place it I tried my hardest to change the dream, to a happier or lighter place, but couldn’t do it. For whatever reason, I was trapped in this one place, and I didn’t like it.

“____?” I froze as a voice called my name, though it seemed strained and weak. I turned and my heart ached at the sight in front of me. Lucifer was chained up heavily in chains engraved with enochian symbols, deep cuts all over his body and his wings manifested but slumped down, his grace shining through his many injuries.

“L-Lucifer?” I asked in disbelief, and his eyes found mine, pain filling his normally bright irises. I rushed over and knelt in front of him, trying to heal his wounds but failing due to the warding. Instead I cupped his face in my hands and pressed my forehead to his, not being able to understand how Lucifer could have got into a mess.

“H-Help…” He begged, his voice weaker than before. “D-Do you recognise this place?”

“No… I mean, it seems familiar, but I ca-“

“Your foster parent’s basement.” Lucifer interrupted, and my eyes widened. “Th-They summoned me, a-and then m-managed to b-bind me… Th-They were more p-powerful th-than any witched and w-warlocks I have e-ever known.”

“Why would they attack you though?” I asked, confused as to how my foster parents would know about Lucifer and me and why they would want him.

“Th-They are g-going to g-give you a ch-choice… Either do a-as they s-say, or th-they will k-kill me.”

“They can’t kill you though; you are an archangel.”

“They t-turned you into a-an a-angel, of c-course they c-can kill me.” I bit my lip, before placing a soft kiss to Lucifer’s lips.

“Don’t worry, I’ll come and get you as soon as possible, okay?” I said, and Lucifer smiled weakly at me.

“I love you.” He murmured, nuzzling his nose against mine.

“I love you to Luci.” As the words left my mouth the vision faded away and when I opened my eyes I was lying in my bed, my heart filled with pain and dread. I quickly woke my body up and leaped out of the bed, manifesting my angel blade. I took a second to compose myself, knowing how dangerous my foster parents could be and knowing that going in there half copped was the worst idea possible. When I was sure I was ready, I concentrated on my own personal hell and teleported out of my safe place, ready to face my past.



When I next opened my eyes I felt my heart drop. Lucifer looked even worse than he had in my dream, with his wings bent at odd angles and majority of the feathers ripped out. His grace was leaking out, trying but failing to heal his injuries, and I knew that if I didn’t hurry I would lose the one being who had taught me how to love and trust. I wanted nothing more than to run over to him, but I knew I had to restrain myself. My foster parents knew I was coming, maybe knew I was here already, and I knew I had to outsmart them or there would be no hope for me and Lucifer. As I melted into the shadows, my foster parents walked into the basement, both carrying angel blades. Lucifer looked up, and his eyes now held no light in them at all, as though he had given up all hope of rescue.

“Is he still not here?” My ex-foster mom asked, and Lucifer just ignored her. “I thought he would be by now… Looks like he doesn’t love you as much as you thought he did.” At her harsh words, Lucifer’s eyes teared up, and I felt my fury rise.

“What would you know about love?” I asked, coming out of the shadows. My two ex-foster parents spun around and smirked when they saw me, and Lucifer looked at me through relieved eyes. I walked over to Lucifer and knelt in front of him, kissing his cheek.

“Hey Luci.” I whispered softly and my archangel smiled, leaning his head against mine and filling my head with happy memories of us. I knew that Lucifer was trying to say goodbye, but shook my head. “Don’t say goodbye yet Luci, you’re going to make it.”

“Not if you don’t do as you’re told he won’t.” My ex-foster dad said, smirking at me. I glared up at them, my anger rising as I thought of all the pain and hurt they had caused me. For the first time since my escape, I regretted not killing them.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, pressing closer to Lucifer. I kissed his cheek, waiting for the witch and warlock to answer me.

“Well, first of all, we want you to come back and live with us; we were truly heartbroken when you left us, especially considering the gift we gave you.” I glared up at the woman, snorting.

“Yeah right. You just want me around so that you can abuse my powers. You don’t know the meaning of love.” I snapped, and Lucifer whimpered, as if sensing my discomfort. I ran a hand through Lucifer’s blonde locks and that seemed to appease him, causing a small smile to appear on my features.

“And we also want you to take out this entire town. Your mother and I have been wanting to upsize some time now, but we didn’t really want to move away from home…” My eyes widened and I looked at Lucifer helplessly. I knew I couldn’t go through with killing the town, but maybe I could get them to free Lucifer before I destroyed the town, and then I wouldn’t need to destroy it; I could destroy these monsters that were once my foster family instead.

“Fine… As much as I hate to say it, I shall agree to your terms, on one condition.”

“And what condition is that?” My ex-foster mom said, narrowing her eyes.

“That before I destroy this place, Lucifer gets a free passage out of here; I don’t trust that you will release him after my part of the deal, so I want him out before hand.” The witch and warlock gave each other a look, before smiling at me.

“That’s fine by us.” My ex-foster dad said, walking over to Lucifer and myself. He made as if to unlock the chains, but instead stabbed Lucifer in the back with his angel blade. Lucifer gasped and his eyes widened, and I reacted instantly. I lifted up a hand and snapped my ex-foster father’s neck, before doing the same to my ex-foster mom. The deaths were quick but satisfying, and I couldn’t help but feel relief that they would not try to bind me anymore. My gaze however was soon back on Lucifer, who was gasping for air and making choking sounds. I quickly grabbed the key for the chains (which had miraculously stayed in my foster father’s hand) and untied the archangel, catching him as his body slumped against mine. I manoeuvred myself onto my feet, being careful to avoid Lucifer’s wings, and held him bridal style, watching helplessly as his body convulsed and his grace began to fade. I quickly flew home, and made my way to the bathroom where I sat Lucifer down on the toilet, looking into his blue eyes which were barely open.

“Lucifer, can you hear me?” I asked, and he nodded, looking at me through pained eyes. “Hey Luci, I’m gonna do you a bath whilst your grace gets working on your injuries, okay? And then whatever injuries you can’t heal I do my best on them.”

“I-I’m not g-going t-to m-make i-it…” Lucifer breathed out, and I shook my head, not wanting to think about what would happen if I were to lose Lucifer.

“No, I won’t let you. You can’t leave me now, Luci. Not ever. I am going to heal you.”

“You can’t.” He whispered, but he gave me a smile anyway. “You always were a stubborn angel, and never let fate run its course… Just like your cousins, really.” I felt tears prick my eyes, and I buried my head into Lucifer’s neck, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Don’t leave me… Please don’t leave me…” I begged, let out a choked sob. “I don’t know what I’d do without you…”

“____, look at me.” I looked up, and Lucifer’s eyes were shining with tears. “I love you, and I don’t want to die. I shall fight Death every step of the way, but if I don’t make it, just know that I want you to carry on with your life, and find someone else to share your life with.”

“No… I only want you.” I said, placing my lips on his for a chaste kiss. “I love only you.” Lucifer smiled sadly and kissed my forehead, wrapping his arms around me. I bit my lip and pulled away, before cupping Lucifer’s face in my hands. I kissed his forehead and as I did I sent him to sleep, before I reached out to one of the many tendrils of Lucifer’s grace that was now flickering dangerously. As my skin came into contact with it I felt a tug at my own grace, and with that I began to heal Lucifer. I knew that it would take a lot out of me, but I also knew that I was not letting Lucifer die on me, and as my determination grew so did Lucifer’s healing process. I ran my hands through his remaining feathers, and as I did his wings began to heal, and the missing feathers grew back. His wounds began to patch up, and I felt his breathing even out as I made my way around his body, holding him up whilst my grace did all the work.

“What did I tell you Luci?” I asked, even though I knew he couldn’t hear me. “I’m not letting you die.”



Later that night saw me holding Lucifer in bed, absolutely exhausted and worried. Despite my grace healing Lucifer’s physical injuries his grace was still heavily damaged and exhausted, meaning I was too scared to leave his side for fear of him taking a turn for the worse. It had been hours since I had put him to sleep, and I had not managed to wake him up yet or reach to him in his dreams, causing me to fuss over him constantly.

“Come on Lucifer… Wake up…” I whispered to him, massaging his wings and making sure he was as comfortable as he could be. “Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not leaving you.” My eyes widened at Lucifer’s voice, and when I looked up to his face his blue eyes were open and shining with affection and love. “Hello ____.” I let out a manly shriek (and by manly, I mean screamed like a fan girl) and jumped on top of Lucifer, wrapping my arms around his waist and placing lots of little kisses all over his face.

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…” I murmured between kisses, my heart soaring with happiness at having Lucifer awake and seemingly well. After five minutes I managed to calm myself down, and I leant back to look into Lucifer’s eyes, which were now bright again and shining up at me.

“You are never going anywhere on your own again.” I said, and Lucifer chuckled, nestling closer to my body and nuzzling into my chest.

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan to. That was not a nice experience for me… I thought that I was truly going to die and that I would never see you again.” I smiled and kissed Lucifer’s lips, Lucifer kissing back and causing me to fall in love with him all over again. His lips were cool against my own, and as the kiss was deepened I let out a moan as Lucifer’s forked tongue played with mine, and I couldn’t help but wonder what I would have done if I hadn’t been able to heal my soul-mate. When we pulled away Lucifer gave me a smile and kissed my nose, before cocooning us in his eight large wings.

“Never scare me like that again.” I scolded lightly, and Lucifer chuckled, cuddling up to me.

“I love you with all my heart.” He whispered, drawing patterns on my chest. I felt him begin to sob quietly and I ran a hand through his hair, comforting him by whispering sweet nothings into his ear. “I-I was so scared… I was never going to see you again…”

“But that’s in the past now, and we are both okay. Nothing shall part us.” I assured, and Lucifer smiled up at me.

“I am so glad I decided not to kill you the first time we met.”

“Same here. I love you Luci.”

“I love you to ____.”