I‘m worried that humans are rubbing off on you. Stop caring. You're the Devil.
✣ Lucifer’s demoness
✣ Lucifer RP / Crossovers
✣ AU
✣ OC‘s welcome
✣ RT‘s? I don’t care.
@DebonaireDamon + pulled him deeper into the crowd.
“Stop thinking so much, vampire. Nobody cares if you can dance.”
I glanced back over my shoulder, amusement dancing in my eyes.
“They care whether you can keep up.“
@DebonaireDamon + head, studying him like a puzzle I hadn’t decided whether to solve or break.
“You, on the other hand …” I let a smirk curl across my lips. “You look like you’re trying very hard to pretend you belong here.”
The music pulsed through the room as I grabbed his hand and +
@DarkHeroLucifer + back in the chair, completely at ease while the dancer curled against me.
“I am the temptation.”
My eyes locked onto his for a long moment before I motioned him closer with a single finger.
“Then stop sitting over there suffering and come here.” +
@DebonaireDamon + until we reached a darker corner near the VIP section. The bass throbbed around us while I pressed myself against him again, my dark eyes flashing with amusement and temptation.
“Now,” I murmured softly, tilting my head as my nails traced lightly along his jaw, “are you +
@DarkHeroLucifer + lips brushing his ear.
“Try to behave,” I murmured, already knowing he wouldn’t.
My eyes found the woman again as she stepped down from the stage and moved toward us with a confident smile.
I let my fingers trail slowly over his chest, then looked up at him, a wicked +
I’m not here to be liked.
I’m here to be remembered.
Chaos isn’t something I create…
it’s what I am.
People like you always think
you can handle it.
Handle me.
But sooner or later
you realize the truth:
You don’t control the darkness.
It controls you.