Inspired By A Submission Sent To @geloyconcepcion On Instagram ✨

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It’s okay, I dunno how any of you put up with me either, though m’happy t’reap the benefits of it for as long as I can.

[ He’d keep up the petting, humming about October. ]

Yeah, those horny teens with ouija boards can find better things t’do than mess with you. [ Brushed a thumb over Lucifer’s cheekbone. ] Jus’ remember t’have a break when y’can. S’all I ask, m’most delectable an’ exquisite an’ perfect husband. Who deserves t’be laid out on a nice warm golden throne of a bed bein’ hand fed fresh grapes an’ the finest of wines.

[Chuckled a bundle through all of that.]

I am so glad Duncan spoils you for me. I’m not the only one that deserves a wonderful bed and to be fed grapes in it. [Caught the hand at his cheek to kiss the palm warmly.]

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[ He would reward Lucifer with some kisses along his jaw and throat when he was spun around, clinging happily to him. And then they were in bed, and he would snuggle up to him, dragging fingers through Lucifer’s hair. ]

Absolutely bafflin’ how I make y’into all this, isn’ it?

[ Snorted. ]

Y’been burnin’ the candle at both ends again, looks like, Lucifer. Need some time t’relax…

[Leaned into the fingers in his hair and snuffed out some air.]

Completely and always. Don’t think I’m going to figure it out since I still haven’t.

[He set his head on Rook’s lap and sighed. Full of air he was getting out of himself. Extension of him relaxing, maybe.]

I know. I know. Soon. You know how I feel about October. I’ll take a whole break then. For now, you can complain about it in the meantime. As long as you also call me handsome and pretty and wonderful. [He had that praise thing, after all.]

getting a boner when you're exclusively a bottom is so funny it's like i'm not gonna do anything with this lol. it's like if you could blush with your penis

divorced couple energy ship will always be immaculate to me. we hate each other. we've seen each other naked. I know how you take your morning coffee. I will never make you your morning coffee again. get it yourself. here you go, I gave it to you anyway. you disgust me. I will always be somewhat in love with you. I will be yours forever. you're not mine anymore. you will always be mine. fuck you. let's fuck, for old time's sake. did you steal my cd? no, no. keep it.

[He was getting some of the appeal Stan found in himself.

Obedience is good. Obedience with a threat of defiance was much sweeter. Obedience given rather than forced.

Rumbled with quiet the scar pulled smirk as he watched Pride, never the less, lean back and start doing as he told him to. It is an exceptional view, all told. One he deigned to take sunglasses off for. Giving them a toss onto desk out of the way, careless. Let him rove lidded stare over the Sin.

He lazily set cheek into palm.]

Don't get too ahead of yourself... [Warned the Sin as he got enthusiastic with himself.

He was taking a moment to get his desire more to a manageable level. And pondering what exactly he wanted to do to Pride. Mouth a bit dry as he considered the options.]

[ He glanced up at Lucifer when prompted, fighting the urge to growl and snap in defiance, but it stood no chance. He was too far down the tunnel of doing whatever the actual fuck Lucifer wanted. Even if it came with a slightly furrowed brow and a few heavy breaths, his eyes fluttering shut with a particularly shaky one when that tongue was on his face.

And then he was being given a command, and Lucifer was so fucking close and he was SO fucking worked up.

The only option was to obey. Nothing else. So he leaned back on one hand to properly position himself to provide enough of what he knew Lucifer wanted: some sort of show.

His fingers touched the tip of his arousal gently- testing. It twitched in anticipation and he couldn’t help but bite his lip. Was a fair enough segue into wrapping his slender digits around himself to provide much needed friction. ]

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.

He was certainly opened up.

Took an impressive amount of self control not to tense back up at the loss. A nasally, breathy, whine breaking quarantine.

Fuck, okay, maybe he bit off a lot here. That became really crystal when he finally got too good of a feel of Dietrich dragging his cock along him. That's a gut wrecker. The realization felt delirious. Still horny, but a lot more concerned.

The tapering glans was hardly the worst, even gave him some forewarning. Still made the most embarrassing fucking sound when the stretch and resistance came. So much for breathing calm for the hitch that came with the warble of a whine.

Forgot he was supposed to be pinned and yanked a hand free from Diet's grip to cover his face with his arm. He was so fucking exposed and he wasn't used to breaking down in front of the wolfman.

That was good. That's what he wanted.

Once he was confident he wouldn't cause too much of an issue, he'd pull his fingers free, angling to get a satisfied look at that hole of his, all prepped and ready.

"Been good so far, can have reward," he'd growl out, finally freeing himself from his jogging pants, slicking the red length of his cock up as he pressed the sheathe right back. A good nine inches and thick, pointed at the end, the knot just starting to swell near the base. He'd let it rest a moment over Lucifer's cock, teasing, even let it leave a wet smear of pre against the Fallen's stomach before he'd draw his hips back enough to press that first inch slowly inside.

"Nice and easy, there we go..."

And disturb all that art you've mad--oh, you mean with your invisible feelers. [He could be intelligent with a budding erection, shh. He did take a pause to hold tie away and he leaned over and laved tongue over one of those perky bits of Rook's chest. Teeth scraping before he pulled up and away again.]

Hm, sure.

Well. I suppose you'll jus' have t'take it off then...

[ Faux innocent at him, even as he shivered from the touch, nips perking in anticipation. He did, presently, have boxers on, slung low on his waist, though that was it. The cream was hand-whipped and flavoured with champagne. As a treat. ]

I can help, if y'like.

[The whine in his throat turned into a groan when it hit the back of his teeth as his hair was pulled to put him upright. Vision felt swimmy as all seemed redoubled. As the Sin pressed up against his back and made him feel exposed and covered on one sense jangling coin.

He could barely touch the surface of the desk with his fingertips and had no hope of holding onto anything. Goodbye anchors.

All he had were the claws to remind him where he was and who had him caught in a snare. Oh, and the voice buzzing right up against his ear. Ignorant to his own that kept pelting out sharp and broken and aching.

Only half aware he'd unraveled fully into a pile of frayed yarn. Painted quite a translucent white picture over the dark leather writing pad on his desk as insides tightened to match the outpouring.]

[ He would have been completely lost even without his name seeping from Lucifer's lips. Fuck. Fuck fuck. That just cemented his fervor, doubled by the grip to her shirt. Decided on something just then that he had to chase or else he was going to lose his entire fucking mind.

Without separating them, he got a hand up into Lucifer's hair, using it to, albeit roughly, pull him up and off of that desk to be flush right up against Pride. Didn't leave it there. Ended up just getting that same hand up and under Lucifer's shirt to his chest to hold him tight against himself, the other hand still clawing at hip and a helpful tendril snaking its way from Pride's back to come around Lucifer's front and wrap around his member, pumping him hard at the same time that Pride's thrusts continued from behind.

Wanted Lucifer fully against himself, wanted him wholly, wanted nothing but him. He was gasping and moaning openly into the Fallen's ear and he had zero ability to keep himself from it. Don't Forget Me, don't forget again, I'm here and I'm not fucking going anywhere. ]

Ff-Uck... Luc... [ Couldn't even get his full fucking name out. Fuck. ]