[His Tie Was Pretty Fiddle-able. He Took To Letting His Stare Wander While They Were Talking. Ignoring

Stop teasing you? Let you cum?

Why would I want to? Desperation looks too good on you for me to do that, sweet thing. Going all red and whiny like that, gasping and panting on my fingers or my tongue. You sound so sweet when you're begging like that, too.

Why would I ever let you cum?

He laughed, a booming sound that rolled around throat and chest. Her intense statement was, to him, silly in the moment despite her intentions and the follow up just made it more absurd yet.

In fact, this whole situation? Bit absurd. He leaned more into the desk behind him, but in such a way he was sitting barely on the edge of it. Let him take some weight off his feet.

The laugh, at least, was a short and punctual one. And, luckily, he wasn't the sort to cool off from laughing.

Made him a touch more heated, honestly.

"You just love going hot and then cold, hm?" The hand on her neck had migrated too. Letting that control go in favor of catching her jaw corner and running gloved thumb passing over her lower lip. If he smudged her lipstick? Oops~

At least his gloves were fine, soft, broken in leather.

She got a kiss, then. Followed up his thumb. He was bold with it, if soft and--mindful. He could sense something of a reservation and more than the kind where she was trying to play it cool. So while he tested tongue along hers, he didn't get too aggressive with it. More of a cheeky little taste and invitation.

Half a distraction so he other hand could press into the small of her back and encourage her to step in all the closer. Right up between his knees. The choice is decidedly not an overbearingly masculine one. Makes him the one at a bit of a stance disadvantage and slips some control back to her court in a subtle way.

He still got the benefit of her warm curves flush up to him. But it sure meant his arousal was getting no place to hide while intimately pressed to one of her thighs. Garments keeping it lilted to one side.

He'd also forgotten about his nose. He truly did not have a working pain reception system. It ached and felt hot--not dissimilar to other parts. What was the difference? At least he'd stopped bleeding.

Her feet stumbled across the floor, allowing her body to come as close as he had wanted as her hands come to clutch his jacket in almost a desperate grip.

Damn him. Damn him and his stupid sexy face, his stupid way of talking, and damn him most of all for not being afraid of the spikes that she wore to protect herself. She wasn’t supposed to be vulnerable and she wasn’t supposed to be in situations like this, giving control over to a man.

Yet here she was.

Their thread would be connected pinkie to pinkie, and in this moment, she wrapped it around her throat as those red plump lips of hers part.

“I wouldn’t want you too.” Her voice is barely louder than a whisper and a shiver runs the length of her body as she seems to just melt into him. Her hands slide up his body, along his arms and shoulders to his neck. Her nails are feather soft against the skin, teasing in their touch as they climb his pulse to the sides of his face.

“If you’re going to fuck me…fuck me with your whole heart Lucifer…” Her voice grows thick, breath growing a touch faster as she closes her eyes. “Carve yourself into my body and soul so I never forget.”

Then one eye pops open as she gives him a rather nervous smile. “O-Or we could…just like..make out if you’re not wanting..you know…that’s okay too.” A weak attempt to backpedal, although admittedly a very halfhearted one. Even in a state like this, she at least had to try to maintain some sort of defensive posturing despite her body screaming at her to rip his clothing off and ride him until he went blind.

Having a praise kink and a degradation kink is so much fun because you can say literally whatever you want to me and I'll cum about it. Call me a pretty boy with your fingers in my mouth? Im moaning and sucking even harder. Make me gag on your hand while you whisper what a pathetic filthy whore I am? I'm dripping and ready to get fucked Right Now

mmmh can I get smothered in praise and fucked hard, please

break me

break me different

break me safe

break me hard

break me soft

i have cracks and the crevices need new glue

[Hummed and kissed his cheek before getting up from bed.]

You did, but not unexpected. [It did smell delightful. Always a curious quirk or two on the traditional. He pulled over the chair in the room to set up beside the nightstand.] Don't forget there's things to mind yourself with in the room.

[An open tease as he relaxed to enjoy the meal. Taking a little break for himself. Let the heat in his stomach simmer while he got some much needed calories.]

[ He'd get to enjoy plenty of moans and whines from Rook as he got his fill. It had been a hot minute since they'd indulged quite like this, and the enthused way Lucifer had with his mouth was more than enough to have the mutant arching and hopelessly wet against his tongue.

Always did very fun things to his head and his heart, being the focus of such dedicated attention from his husband. ]

Love you... Love you so f-f-fuckin' much, Lu--!

[ He let out a gasp, thighs tensing as another crest of spine-melting pleasure ran through him. ]

When I get to it, impatient Nelly. [Tsked without any real anger.

He was mildly delighting in getting Rook naked right now. Sue him. Hands dragged shirt up and off Rook to finish the job. He was being lazy when he made Rook do the complicated parts with his telekinesis was all.] I haven’t gotten to  ogle my own bonobo husband it at least a week.

[Once he’d gotten the shirt to drop and join the rest on the floor, he was raking gaze right over Rook. Coming back up after a beat to trace the scar he left in script across collarbones with rough finger tips. Somehow he forgot about that little detail on the other and appreciated it anew.]

[Rumbled under the bruising teeth in his chest, worrying teeth into his own lower lip a moment. Trying to focus and make a decision--A difficult thing to do when his husband was also feeling him up.

Fuck it. His focus came back to Rook with that pinpoint way he had. Got hold of his chin between a couple of fingers and stole another heated kiss before, low and direct;] 

Get out of these. [Free hand tugging at the waist band of his trousers. Well aware what all waited there, thank you.]

eat me. want me. grind my bones into dust, sprinkle me onto every meal. i just want your hands on me. your teeth. your tongue. i have grown desperate for you. i need to be inside of you so you can never get rid of me even after i'm gone.

"Stars, Pride--fuck!" He was certainly having a hard time keeping his knees under himself even with the help of the wall and now the hand grasping at his throat.

Despite not being remotely chocked out, his noises started coming out hoarse and strangled. Trusted him in the moment and it had to count. Proper moans and near shouts. Blindly, hand on Pride's hip before went down between his own thighs to grasp himself and stroke, desperate with the heat pooling and coiling in his belly.

Heeee lacked a return quip.

All he had was 'yes', and that sounded a little to eager for his sense of pride.

As it was he was struggling not to he noisy. He was getting spoiled on being treated this way. "Hngk! F-fuck!" A harsh gasp still came out of him at first. That's not a lot of prep work.

Not that the bit of lacing pain-pleasure heat did anything at all to inhabit a damn thing about his enjoyment. Just coiled around his nervous system right along side the nails along his front that made him do a very sensual arch of his back. Body trying to meet two things at once between nails and the cock taking his voice away from him--quick and unforgiving.

He slapped palm to wall for the balance and leverage to steady himself enough for pressing back into sequential thrusts. Other hand was back and gripping at Pride's hip. He's a mess, breathing in hard, hot, huffs that intermingle with heady groans and stilted gasps.

Couldn't call him 'blindsided', but Pride sure decided to steamroll him.