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lucifer out of host is a LITTLE insecure about his dick size

but if he's feeling confident with a partner, he can certainly use it just as good as someone bigger

I never feel like I'm enough or even have any worth

This is an IC NSFT/Vent blog for burningfeathers/Lucifer

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[Broke into a laugh when he took some mercy by taking his nibbling teeth away. Stars, that was a lot of liquids. Worth it for a moment of driving Rook out of his mind for a little while. He gave nicer kisses to the bridge of his nose and gently cradled his chin in hand. Laughed softened by the end of it, knowing he had special privileges with that spot. Rook actually enjoyed it with him rather than feeling forced to react the way it made him.]

[ He practically thrummed at the affection, squeezing Lucifer where he could while he was in those arms. But then it was like being struck by extremely pleasant lightning, and he was making an absolute mess on both of them, breath going from hitched and shuddery gasp to breathless whine, and then repeated whimpers as it continued, body involuntarily writhing against the pleasure but unable to break Lucifer's hold. He couldn't even form thoughts while that spot was being so heavily abused. ]

"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.”

Isla Gilham

When he got ONE whole breath, un-assaulted, he was able to answer with some CRANK AND IRE. (Not to diminish the love he felt for certain bonobo man and electronic chatterbox.)

"No! I just--" Calm down. The hardest thing in the world for him to do when he wasn't being antagonized and stripped naked. "I have to be prepared due to certain people." He huffed out with less anger. He was being pragmatic and responsible!

The opposite of whatever this was. Hissing in a breath under the scratching the claws. Hmn. Barely recovering from that when Diet preceded to be a bastard! Coloring up hot in his face all over again before he turned his head away with a jerk. Fucker. May as well have rubbed it into his face.

Not that he got to grind his molars for long.

"Ha-ah!" Future promises lost on Lucifer who was struggling to stay relaxed enough to take all that in a go. Directing tension into his lower belly and shoulders. And the press of knees into either side of Dietrich's hips. Head pushing into his own bicep which knocked shades askew.

Just going to give Lucifer the Biggest Look about the lube in his suit pocket. "Were planning on this? Clairvoyant? Or just hoping someone would indulge?"

Boy, he's having a great time being a nasty old man at Lucifer right now. All those fun reactions, and snapping at him like he's not held down and stretched over Devang's kitchen table.

Dragged his claws up Lucifer's stomach and chest, not being delicate enough to stop some little red lines opening up as he moved the Fallen a little to the side to get at his coat. Found the lube and set it down on the table, dragging the boxer briefs and trousers down Lucifers' thighs and off his legs completely, pausing only to get the Fallen's shoes off one handed, tossing them on the kitchen floor. Setting the trousers and underwear up on the table next to Lucifer. Was all purposeful about it too, letting those pre-smeared sharks sit in easy view. Look what you've done so far, Lucifer.

"There. Now can get at you without pesky clothing in way..."

Looking down at him like he was an all you can eat buffet.

Flipped the bottle of lube around, still doing things one-handed, not going to let Lucifer's wrists go. Not until he was inside him. Got a generous amount of lube on his fingers, pressing two together to Lucifer's entrance, massaging around, half-teasing as he worked one in, then the other in short order.

"Next time will eat ass out properly, when I know you can behave."