LUCIFER
Those dark thoughts faded when he saw the way his wife was looking at him, at his body in particular with hunger in her eyes. He liked that she was pleased with his appearance. Liked that she was looking at him like she would devour him at any moment.
"It's hard to believe you were wounded." Sumire commented.
Lucifer smirked. "Wounds or not, I'll find a way to pleasure you."
"Th-that's not the point I was making." Sumie stammered.
He chuckles and caresses her cheek. "The pleasure can come after you get better my heart."
"Ummm, it's just a small fever."
Lucifer shakes his head. "You don't have to be so humble. I am your husband, you have to allow me to spoil you. Allow me to care for you."
Sumire nodded. "Then on second thoughts you should do whatever I want."
