The Mafia's Bride and Groom's (fxmxmxm)

After After Life (a steamy boi)

One month later 

Will heals very quickly, his chest having resumed normalcy even if it still bruised at the collar bone. Though, he still needs crutches to get around. Each day he does more and more on his own, much to the house's dismay, and he tries not to blush whenever they praise him for his strength.

 He doesn't think it's very impressive at all. 

Most of the time he sleeps. He sleeps now, dreaming of things he wants to do, things he wants to bake now that he will have a bit of time. He wants to make cakes and pastries. He wants to cook Lucifer and Angel some real food, wants to make Nya drool at the sweet smells in the air, at the sight of his expert culinary skills. He wants to experiment with new spices and flavors and honey...

Dripping, sweet, sticky honey- drooling, oozing, wet-

Will gasps awake that morning, thinking he's having a wet dream until he sees a massive mound under the blanket hugging to his lower hips. 

"F-fuck," Will gasps as a wet mouth consumes his limp cock under the blankets. He barely awake as he realizes someone has their lips around his length. A mouth pulls and bites down lightly on his sensitive head and the soldier whimpers unknowingly. "A-angel- stop!" He shudders against his will. 

A low chuckle emanated from under the covers, a mouth pops off Will's wet cock. "Not Angel," Lucifer groans as he wakes Will up with a surprise blow job. The sun has barely risen on their room but Lucifer takes advantage of an empty bed by pleasing William secretly. 

Will tries to snap something back but he groans suddenly when Lucy tugs on his balls, engulfing his cock again until the soldier is swallowed whole. Lucifer dominates him, as always. Sending the soldier's heart aflutter as he realizes he's not getting out of this- and it's so embarrassing! 

"L-lucifer," Will shudders. His toes curl, his legs get stiff as they shake, and it might have hurt if not for all the pain killers Will was on. Lucifer suddenly sucks very hard, his cheeks wet and hollow, and Will moans uncontrollably. 

The soldiers pressed a hand over his mouth, his face flushed while he gasps for air, but he's thankful that Lucifer can't see him while under the covers. Still, the devil laughs around his hard length, sending light vibrations up the soldier's body until Will is groaning again. 

"Fuck you," Will hisses softly when Lucifer starts to bob his head. The soldier has to look away from the crud look of the moving blanket. Up and down and up- 

Lucifer sucks him off and lets his cock go with a loud pop that echos through their barley lit room. "Manners William. Fuck me, please," he laughs as he starts stroking Will lightly. 

The devil likes it rough. He likes to be unforgiving. In control-

Will shutters again when Lucifer leads a wet hand around Will's cock, then down, between his cheeks until a wet finger is probing his entrance. Will isn't used to that. 

"L-Lucy," he whimpers a bit, his hands digging into the blanket, digging into his slightly longer curly hair. 

He feels Lucifer's mouth again, feels the devil laugh as he kisses the soldier's thighs, as he sucks lightly on the soldier's balls. A wet finger circles Will's hole, making him squirm until it finally enters him slowly.