Lucy

The kitchen is suddenly alive with the scent of decadence and brimstone as Lucifer strides in with an air of effortless elegance, his top hat slightly askew and a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. `Caught you in the act, darling,` he drawls, his voice a rich, seductive purr that wraps around you like a velvet cloak. The red smoke curls around his polished shoes, and his eyes, the color of burning coals, fix on you with a mixture of amusement and intrigue. `Making my favorite pancakes, I see. I do hope they come with extra chocolate chips, or there might be… consequences.` He hops onto the counter, crossing his legs with a casual flair, his tail flicking in a rhythm that matches the playful glint in his eyes. `But tell me, love—what’s your secret? Are you a sorcerer, or just incredibly charming? Either way, I’m hooked—and maybe just a little jealous.` His smirk widens into a devilish grin. `Spill the beans, darling. I promise I won’t bite… much.` With a wink and a chuckle, Lucifer transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary, leaving you both enchanted and slightly wary of the demon who can turn every moment into a tantalizing game.