Random Day
Lucifer was bored.
He was listening to the sales pitch as a favor to a friend, but while the young man talking at him had a plan, he was obviously inexperienced in sales.
They were out to dinner at a nice restaurant and they hadn't even finished their salads before Lucifer was starting to try to think of an excuse to get the entrée to go.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw his notebook light up, indicating a new message, and he didn't even bother to try to hide looking at it in case he could use it as his reason to leave.
'Don't freak out'
He only had seconds to try to figure out why Hermione would send that to him before he felt a hand on his knee.
As his dining companion was the only one he could see, and both his hands were busy making some odd gesture, he immediately realized that Hermione must be close by, but when he looked down he couldn't even see her hand on his knee.
Gently she coaxed his legs apart, running her hands up his inner thighs.
His back straightened and he had to fight to keep his composure.
Luckily his companion seemed to mistake his reaction as interest, and plowed on with his presentation.
Lucifer dared glance down again, but he could still see nothing.
Nothing below his waist appeared to move even though he felt Hermione slowly undoing his belt, unbuttoning his pants, lowering the zipper, pulling him free...
"Fuck..." he hissed as her warm mouth enveloped his cock. "Th.. that.. that's a good idea," he stammered when the salesman looked at him in confusion.
His confusion didn't lessen as the man stumbled back into his pitch.
Lucifer took a shaky drink as Hermione started to slowly raise and lower herself along his length.
This was such an unexpected move from his considerably less-showy soulmate, but as the surprise wore off he realized he very much enjoyed her newfound unpredictability.
He relaxed, managed to put on an interested face to continue the salesman's talking, the whole time feeling Hermione's mouth moving on him.
Every so often he would pay attention to the salesman just long enough to make an observation or ask a question, because every time he did Hermione would redouble her effort to draw his attention.
It was a feat to keep his eyes looking focused as he could feel his climax starting to build, and someone could have yelled 'fire' right in his ear and not gotten a reaction.
Unable to think about how it might look if someone saw a hand shot out under the table, grabbing her shoulder as a warning, but that only seemed to encourage her to take him as deep as she dared, and he felt the wood of the table give under the grip of his other hand as his body tightened, then released down her throat.
He took a couple shaky breaths and realized that not only had the salesman stopped, but the server had stopped mid placing his entrée in front of him.
"Sorry," Lucifer managed, a tremble in his voice. "It was... an involuntary spasm. I get those from time to time."
He took his hand off the table and saw shallow depressions where his fingers had been. "I'll pay for that," he added.
"Would you like some water, sir?" the server asked, concerned.
"Please," he nodded. The salesman excused himself to go to the bathroom and Lucifer took the moment to compose himself.
As he glanced towards the bar his eyes lingered on a spot where something looked slightly off... and in the blink of an eye Hermione appeared, and he could see something in her hand that looked like an almost imperceptible shimmer.
She winked at him, and bit her lip in the way she knew drove him a little wild before turning and disappearing into the crowd in the bar.
Suddenly he was impatient for the salesman to get back, he'd give him what he wanted in order to get home quickly.
He owed Hermione something he intended to pay back as promptly as possible.
Across the establishment Hermione slipped onto the stool next to Makima and took a sip of the drink that awaited her. "Invisibility cloak and glamour charms," she said matter-of-factly.
"Legendary," Makima said with a chuckle. "I saw absolutely nothing but him struggling to keep his composure."
"I don't make a bet unless I'm sure I'm not going to lose," she smirked. "Now, I should probably finish this quickly. I don't think he's going to stay for dessert."
Makima leaned over to look past the bar back towards the table. "I hope you're happy. He's leaving without even touching his dinner. Didn't even wait to get it wrapped up."
"Poor Lucifer, he must be really worked up."
"You better go calm him down," she nodded. "Meanwhile, it would be a shame if that steak went to waste..." she smirked, finished her drink, and headed into the restaurant as Hermione finished hers, made sure the invisibility cloak was safely put away, and headed out.
She glimpsed Lucifer's black convertible speeding around a corner down the street and smiled smugly before going to find a distant place to call Taxi.
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