Scared.

"It is a BIT of a sausage fest around these parts. Makes 'shebang' a bit of a misnomer." Yell at Rook about him being humorous in these intimate moments. He'd started to coast, while she was talking and giving him kisses, some fingers under the waist band of her panties with intent.

Interrupted sharply by the tug on his tie. The tent in under his fly is a bit painful by the time he's stumbling along after her. And not much because of all the talk of pseudo-cocks and creampies. That just made his skin prickle with a touch of embarrassment to have his kinks pointed out. Was he that obvious?

You know what?

He picked up some pep to his step and closed the gap between her, him, and the bed in fell swoop that ended with her pressed faced down over the edge of the bed. Where he (gently) held her down by the back of her neck. Fitting trapped erection against her ass for a not so subtle grind.

"I don't do mommy or daddy things. And I'm the king around here." He took a moment to rumble right up against the shell of her ear. Other hand making short work of her bra clasps with an over familiar with pinch to release it. Hooked finger under a strap to ease it over one of her shoulders while he was speaking. "But you can be My Love. My feisty 'Rene eager to talk a big game so it sounds a little less like begging me to fuck you blind. If you like." Little bit cocky.

That's how it went with Lucifer most of the time. Either bulldoze him or get bulldozed instead.

The feeling of his gloves on her waist bring goosebumps to her skin, a shiver running up his spine as she leans a bit to give him a touch more friction against her hip.

She presses kisses along his jaw, closing her eyes as she showers him in her love. “Mmm..you say that…but..as far as I can tell, I’m the only girl in the whole shebang.” She whispers. Might as well get it out in the open. “I…I don’t want you not be happy when you’re with me because I can’t provide the same services.”

Irene runs her hand along his shoulder, burying her face into his neck and kissing there as well. She lets her teeth graze the skin, teasing him.

“So…I thought we could try it. I’ve never done it before and the one I got is special. It comes with like thick lube done up like cum and a tube through the whole thing so I can creampie you. I’ll fill you up and you can fill me up~” She kisses his neck again, now stepping back towards the bed and using his tie to bring him with her. “How do you feel about dirty talk like calling me mommy..? You can also call me something like your majesty or my queen if that’s more comfortable for you. Just something else I was thinking about. We don’t have to either if you don’t like it.”

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.

Always around you.

[Hmn. He kissed along the scar there before he sat back up.]

Swear I don't have a thing for feeding. Just so fucking hungry all the time, as you know. [Sighed as he picked up a berry to pop into his mouth directly.]

'Feelers' like m'some kinda insect... so rude, luv...

[ Mock-sighed, but he would indeed use his 'feelers' to unbutton and start stripping Lucifer down, fumbling only a little when his chest was played with. ]

A-Ah... Jus' remember as delicious as I am... m'harder t'replace than the fruit an' such...

[ Not that there was any real worry. And, to be completely honest with himself, he wouldn't even be big mad if Lucifer did take a bite out of him at some point... ]

[Guess they had not covered all the bases.

It was plenty sudden.

He grabbed the front of Pride's suit, after a beat of surprise and confusion, and yanked in such a way as to bring Pride down on his knees in front of the chair, between his own needs. Where the kiss could get crushed back into Pride's stupid fucking mouth.

Jackanape! Asshole.

His grip loosened, but the kiss didn't break. Giving good as he got with teeth and tongue.

Fuck you, actually.]

[ Pride felt himself a bit enclosed there with a roll of his eyes to how that was being done, but that was just as well. Served his purposes fine when he shoved that chair just enough away from himself to spin it around to look at Lucifer in the face. ]

This, idiot.

[ Then leaned down to take Lucifer’s face - not quite caring how aggressive he was being - and pressing his mouth hard to the other’s. Would get teeth involved if he needed to. But he needed to do this either way.

Pride was learning stupid uncomfortable truths about himself and the people around him every fucking day. Whatever. WHATEVER.

Fuck it. ]

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[ Rook was paying attention to what was being written. Finding the deliberate way Lucifer wrote on the pages almost erotic. Not that it was difficult for him to find most things erotic. But he could feel more of that. ]

Well, m’lucky m’allowed to. Least I can do for someone who literally gave me a piece of his heart. An’ who keeps me around despite all of my, well, everythin’.

[ Chuckled. Knew he was a handful. ]

[His handwriting hadn’t changed much over the years. It’s a curt style for all the careful way he wrote. He pressed a bit too hard on paper. He wasn’t sure why Rook would get tingly about it, but he was pretty used to Rook just being that way by now.

Second paper went into the bin.]

I don’t think you were particularly worried about allowance all this time. [Lucifer snorted and waved it off a little about the heart piece. Remembering and ears gaining a rare bit of color while in Duncan. He didn’t blush often.

He signed the final paper after reading it over. Some plans to open an Amazon warehouse by a mid-level demon looking for approval. That was added to the bin and he put pen away.] Not so painful.

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[ He wouldn’t turn down even more affection from Lucifer, humming into the kiss, edging back and forth across the line of sweet and chaste and getting messy about it. ]

How lucky am I t’have a husband who takes such care organisin’ things for my comfort.

[ Licked his lips, enjoying the buzz lingering there from the kiss. ]

The paddin’ is good. Helps remind me not t’jus’ break out of them when I get desperate.

Least I can do for someone that would willingly cramp themselves under a desk like that for me. [Lucifer picked up pen to write on the documents each in turn. Taking time and diligence like he did for most things.]

Or call me husband. [A quiet truth spoken in that. Signing first paper and setting it to the side into a desk organizer that had some papers in it already. They’d be collected and redistributed once he left for the day.]