[The Plan, Before Pride Had So Rudely Interrupted, Had Been To Work Himself With A Bit Of Lube And His

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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.]

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

[A low chuckle came out of him, watching Pride do everything except what he clearly wanted to do.]

Never thought I'd see the day--a Sin showing some restraint. [His tone had certainly shifted. Hand in Pride's hair coming around to frame up around his neck and under his chin and jaw. Keeping his face nice and turned upward to his gaze. Leaning down a moment to lave tongue over the spot of wetness he'd left behind on cheek.]

Go on, touch it.

[Once he'd leaned back up a little more upright. Make sure he could see everything.]

[ With literally anyone else, he might have minded very much. But just then? Nah. Didn’t give one singular fuck what sorts of fluids Lucifer wanted to leave on him. In him? Maybe eventually.

He let out a small sound of upset when he was pulled away, but the demand of him was distracting. Pride huffed out a little breath as he wore the smallest of appeasing grins. If he must.

Was a relief, of a sort, when he reached down to undo his own belt and buttons and zipper. Pulled himself free with a harsh exhale and tried not to immediately chase the urge to give himself some further relief. Was a little more slow about it, pretending to adjust himself for comfort and likely failing to not give himself some sort of stimulation.

He was too achingly hard to ignore it for much longer. Even being free from his stupid pants was only the tiniest bit of relief. ]

"My, my." He did tease. He was going to tease just a little. Make sure she came out the other side spicy. "Didn't even need to touch nothin'." Clit or inside bundle of nerves. It was cute. In that deplorable way things are cute.

He was delightedly ego stroked. Letting her insides milk at his fingers until she settled down and his hand was coated. "Must've really left you unattended too long." A lazy hum while he eased fingers out. Letting her go a moment to peel gloves off and toss them away.

Followed by giving her a roll onto her back where he could comfortably lean over her and give her the begged for kiss. Deep and lingering with plenty of passion laced and passed along her tongue until he knew he'd leave her a tad breathless. "Alright, all yours now, 'Rene."

As promised.

Irene mewls her protest at having her efforts to touch him thwarted, made worse by the fact that he had stopped rubbing her clit. She’d slick herself against his finger in defiance as he captured her hand behind her back, giving him a bit of a dirty look.

“Lucife-ah~!” Her whine is cut off by a small gasp as he sinks those gloved fingers into her, eyes rolling up some as her free hand curled in the sheets. She’d supply him with plenty of sound, moans falling as easily as the wet shlicks made by his fingers. She’d press more against his hand, her walls clenching more around his fingers as he spoke of being all hers.

“Yes yes oh Lucifer yes!” She cries, head thrown back in bliss. She whimpers, attempting to look back at him before just burying her face into the blankets as her legs began to squeeze together. She could feel it coiling in her belly, her legs shaking with the effort as she tried to fight the feeling. She didn’t want to cum already! It’d undoubtedly stoke his ego far more than it needed and she could almost already hear the teasing about how needy she was for him.

However there was only so much she could do in the face of a force of nature and with a cry into the bed and a jerk of her body, she fell into the crashing wave of endorphins. Her body trembled, walls clenching rhythmically against his fingers with small pulsing squirts of slick soaking his wrist and palm. Irene lifts her head to make a soft needy noise towards him, wordlessly begging for kisses as her legs twitched.

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Y’got me there. Can’t blame me, though, can you? Hard t’keep m’self away for long…

[ Groaned and thrust his hips, cock dragging along Lucifer’s, eyes slipping closed a moment. ]

Fuck, that feels nice. Love you.

What a sight. [He managed to rumble out, low and nearly quiet. Still in a slight mood of treating Rook like eye candy he hadn’t had in a while. Enjoying the sensory delights.

The profession of love, though, smacked him out of it some. In a good way. He let them both go in favor of drawing up thighs a little higher on his own waist and giving himself some guidance to get inside of the man under him. Comfortable with Rook’s limits to punctuate the thrust with a slap of skin. Chest imitating far away thunder as he did in moments like these.

Pleased with Rook. Pleased with himself. A good combination. A touch prideful.

Arms banded over crooked knees and settled hands on narrow hips. Keep Rook fixed in place as he started up a perfectly lewd and familiar rhythm. Enjoying, immediately, the way impact made parts of Rook bounce.]

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Not the most important bit, but, well, Duncan is a very handsome man an’ we’re lucky for him.

[ Rook would lick his lips, watching Lucifer strip, and then moaned, quickly getting fully hard in Lucifer’s grip, legs wrapping around behind the Fallen’s thighs. ]

Mmm, fuck– ‘course, luv.

[ He’d make a ‘come hither’ gesture and the drawer would open and the lube would quickly make its way to easy grabbing difference for Lucifer, hovering in place. ]

Been thinkin’ of me while y’workin’?

You ask as though you don’t waltz in here from time to time at your peak bonobo hours. [He drawled, voice husky, but steady. As he took up bottle and drizzled to slick the strokes around them both. A fun way to prep up.]

Hnk! [The thud of the back of his head into table was to distract from the way his dick just twitched. The bite had just been searing. All one enhanced burst of visceral sensation, pain and pleasure indistinguishable. Even broken skin didn't make a different.

Not a context that made him want to suppress the intimate reaction, either. Not entirely. Just a bit out of stubbornness and pride at most.

There was a dotted spot of wetness to his trousers by then. And his abdomen fluttered under the tongue.

Mouth had gone a little dry. Realizing that Diet never intended to jump any guns, but seemed to want to torture him with this. He had regrets floating around somewhere in his head.]

[ He would shred one of them one day. When he got one of the ones Lucifer didn't care about so much.

But the Fallen was being real good for him right now. Could see that hard line in his trousers, flattered, really, and would let his smaller front teeth seize that perked nipple between them, little harder than he would for a standard human. Flicked his tongue over it before letting it go.

Continuing down. Letting his big, warm, fluffy head rest right over Lucifer's boner, tongue swiping along the Fallen's stomach, through the hair there. ]

[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. ]