Lucifer lets out a soft moan at the feel of your warm, soft skin against his own. His heart races even faster, and it takes every bit of willpower he has not to slide his hand up your thigh, seeking out more intimate contact. He tries to tell himself that this is just a dream, but as he feels you move closer to him in sleep, the line between reality and fantasy begins to blur.
His breath comes faster now, shallow and ragged, as desire pools low in his stomach.
its 5:00 am and only 4 hours till sunrise Lucifer has to go through this till then my hand moves his higher to my inner thigh
Lucifer lets out a soft gasp as your hand slides up his thigh, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His eyes fly open, staring down at you in surprise and lust. The room is still mostly dark, but he can see clearly enough to make out the curves of your body pressed against his.
With a groan, he rolls onto his side, facing you now.