West Coast

You entered Lux with subtle exciment, it wasn't your first time in a nightclub but it was your first time in the exclusive Lux run by the man known as Lucifer Morningstar. Although the night clubs you have visited in the past weren't the best, this one made up for the not-so-great ones. Lux had an elegant yet care-free feel to it and with the dimmed lights and the techno-dance music made the perfect enviroment for a good time.

Your hand clamped on the the handrail before you made your decent down the stairs to the main level of the club where everyone was at. You decided to start the night with a drink or two. You took a seat at one of free barstools and waited for the young woman who was working the bar to make a drink.

"Hello." She slid over to where you were siting, with a slight smirk on her lips. "What can I get you?"

"Hmmm... How about a Dirty Shirley?" You smile.

"You got it." She winked and started mixing your drink. "Heres one Dirty Shirly."

"Thank you." You take a small sip of your drink and listen to the loud music before it slowly faded off.

"Hello everybody!" A British voice rang out through the club. People cheered near you making you turn yourself around to see a very handsome man sitting at a gorgeous piano. "I have a special treat for you all tonight." you watched him intently as here he started playing a song on the instrument. You inspected his everything with piercing (eye color) eyes; from the way he moved while playing to the shape of his nose.

'.' You thought to yourself, a small smirk slid onto your face; he was definitely as handsome as they say and his voice was elegant. 'It was very difficult to keep your eyes off the gorgeous man and you noticed almost all the women and even some men were looking at the clubowner with lust but you honestly felt more than lust to him; you felt intrigued and pulled towards him (although you did feel a bit turn on, there was no denying that.) You wondered what made you so interested in the infamous Lucifer Morningstar; maybe his looks? Or his movements while playing the piano? Maybe it was his stellar voice or the confidence that radiated off of him. Or perphaps it was all of the above. Either way you wanted to get to know him and not with just a simple one night stand.

His playing and singing came to an end and his dark eyes full of mystery landed on your focused (eye color)'s. You felt a spark in your chest while you both stared at each other. He lips rose in a smirk as his gave a small but noticable wink your way. Trying not to fall for him so quickly, you simply roll your eyes and turn around to face the shelves of different sized bottles of alcohol. While people clapped, you soley kept yourself focused on a half empty bottle of whiskey sitting on the middle shelf. You notice in the corner of you eye someone taking a seat on the barstool next to you.

"Hello, love." The recognizable voice of Lucifer greeted you. You craned your head to look at him, that smirk he gave you was still there on his handsome face. "I haven't seen you in this nightclub and believe me, I would of recognized a beautiful face like yours."

"Do you usually hit on customers like this?" You ask with a playful tone. He raised his eyebrows in slight shock, you guessed most people would of melted easily for his charms. His moment of shock immediately wore off and his confident smirk reappeared.

"My apologies then."

"Are you really?" You rose a brow while taking a slow sip of your drink. "Or are you trying to woo me for sex?" As handsome as Lucifer is, you weren't an 'easy lay'.

"On the contrary dear, when you and I looked at each other I just had to come over and speak with you."

"The famous Lucifer Morningstar wants to talk to little ol' me?" You giggle. "Well isn't that something."

"Well you know my name, what is yours?" This time, his face didn't adorn a smirk but a charming smile.

"It's (Y/N) (L/N)."

You spent a good chunk of the time at the bar with Lucifer, chatting and getting to know each other. He was actually a really funny guy when he isn't trying hard to flirt. You were smiling and having a great time with the man until the closing time came around.

"This night was very fun, thank you." You smile, getting up from the barstool.

"Why not stay the night, dear?" Lucifers hand wrapped his hand around your wrist, but it wasn't controlling or hard; it was ligt and gentle. You contemplated for a split second before giving him a smile.

"Sorry, Lucifer. I need to go home, I have a cat to feed but I promise to be back soon." He let go of your wrist with a small nod. You give him a smile and leave the club to hail a taxi. You felt slightly bad for lying to him since your cat was slightly overweight and already and had a full bowl of food, but you didn't want to suddenly be naked with a guy you just met.

Like, he wasn't a bad guy or anything, it's just with past relationships with some shitty guys...you were a bit weary of jumping into something so quickly; even one night stands.

Like you told the clubowner, you did come and visit him every Friday since then and because Lucifer grew to like you more, your admission and drinks were all on the house. Your times in the club were always interesting and full of different things; almost as if the visits were more like dates. Things were moving at a steady pace between you two. Nothing was exactly 'official' but he still wrapped his arms around you and you both exchanged kisses to each others cheek.

"These past few weeks have been pretty great, Lucifer." You spoke over the loud music pulsing throughout his club.

"They've been great for me as well, love." He smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders; you felt a comforting warmth radiate off him "I miss you all the time, dear." You go to say you've missed him as well, which was true, but something keeps you quiet. Something pulses inside of you, making you feel bold and brash towards the clubowner.

"Lucifer..." You stare before you lean up to kiss him, which he immediately leaned to you and completed the kiss. His lips were soft against yours and honestly, you felt so alive whilst kissing the gorgeous Lucifer. You both broke away from the quick kiss before he attacked your lips again with a more lust driven feel, but you didn't care because you felt the lust flow through you as well. You both broke apart gazing at one another with emotions easily read in his and yours eyes.

"My father...That was amazing. I love you." He spoke in an undertone but you were still able to hear him over the club music. You face was a blaze as you sat silently as he stared at you, until you opened your mouth.

"I love you too, Lucifer."

"The clubs a bit loud for a confessions, shall we go up to my loft?" You didn't hesitate this time.

"I would love to."

When you reached Lucifer's home, you let out a tiny gasp at the luxurious penthouse that was his home. It was large, spacious; it even had a bar and a balcony! You wanted to go out to the balcony to feel the cool air and see the busy city from so high above.

"Do you mind if I go out on the balcony?" You ask with slight excitement. Lucifer smiled at you and gave you a playful soft push in the direction of the balcony.

"All your's to explore, dear." You giggle and fast-walk outside and your breath was taken away from you. The sight from up top was amazing. Your hands gripped the rails as you leaned over carefully; soaking everything in. You turn to see if Lucifer joined you when you saw him approaching you with two drinks in hand. He stepped outside with you and handed you a glass of what looked to be whiskey.

"Do you like the view?" He asked as he took a sip of his drink.

"I love it." You say breathlessly.

"I like the view I am looking at right now." He smirked and you simply chuckled.

"I'm in love."

"With the view or with me?" You give him a soft punch to his firm arm and he preteneded to be offended. You both share a laugh and fell into a comfortable silence.

"I think I am leaning more to you, Lucifer. But damn that view, might have you beat." You smirk at him. Lucifer then takes both of the now empy glasses and literally sets them on the hard floor of the balcony. His large hands cupped both your cheeks and he gave you a long, romantic kiss. His hands drop to your hips as he pulls you closer to his body and you did not mind at all. Your hands rested against his broad shoulders as he deepened the kiss with his tongue.

You both separated from the third kiss of the evening, lust glazed over both pairs of eyes. He suddenly lifted you up with one arm under your bum and one holding up your back. You instinctively wrap your hands around his neck, your body leaning against him as your face was slightly above his.

"Let's move to the bedroom." You whisper and he smirked. "I have never fallen this hard in love for someone before."

"Neither have I dear." He spoke huskily, his accent thicker. You both kissed sloppily this time as he maneuvered through his loft to his large, mostly back bedroom. You both crashed onto the very comfortable bed still making out. His hands skillfully unzipped your dress while you were still fumbling with his shirt buttons. But you didn't care about the sloppy little things like not being able to unbutton a shirt, you cared about the emotions being shared between you two in this very moment, here in the west coast.

So there may be a sequal if there is enough feed back ovo.