Marilyn opened her eyes tiredly when she felt Lucifer leaving the bed, she was drained completely and it's all thanks to him for being a beast in bed. Not that she was complaining anyway, since she has been craving for that sort of intimacy for a while.
She tried to sit down only to wince at the pain in her lady parts, she hoped that she wasn't bleeding. Lucifer turned to face her with a proud smile on his face, when his eyes fell on the hickeys that covered almost all of her body.
Marilyn covered herself with the bedsheets, when she noticed the way he was looking at her. Meanwhile, she was looking around for her nightie since it was time to leave.
"I would reconsider you leaving the bed, you look brutally fucked." Lucifer told her with a grin, while he put on his large red coat before moving forward to grab his blunt from the ashtray.
