Getting A Boner When You're Exclusively A Bottom Is So Funny It's Like I'm Not Gonna Do Anything With

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.

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Oh, I think it does everyone some good.

[ Rook could have stared at Lucifer’s eyes for hours if he could, they were beautiful, though the tears he wanted to help brush away. He’d wrap his arms around Lucifer, tight but not trapping, firm and protective and loving. ]

People, I think, do respect you. Know that y’Fair. An’ there’s a few people y’learned t’tolerate…

Y’softened up, just a little, an’ I don’ think it’s bad. Y’not the beast y’used t’be, anyway. I don’ think so, at least.

Existence isn’ exactly easy, but, well, at the very least, makes me love you even more. If there’s anythin’ else I can do, y’need only say the word an’ I’ll make it happen. Don’ even need a Deal for it, since I love you that much.

[ Trying to bring it back a little playful. Didn’t think Lucifer wanted to be universally beloved, given his broad disdain for humanity, but Rook would do just about anything to see Lucifer happy. ]

[Had anyone else said all of those things, he might’ve gotten angry. Or defensive. Or both angry and defensive. At the very least, told them they needed to shut up and they didn’t obviously understand a damned thing they thought they did.

But Rook did Know something and that made it hard to rally against. So he didn’t. Helped that the statements were true even if some of them bristled at his Working Ego.]

I know you would. You give me everything I want already. No Deals needed.

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[ Rook knows Lucifer loves him like precious few others. He just wanted to hear it out loud every now and then. Rationed them out, like they were precious treasures, because they were. He’d let Lucifer take his time, keeping up little affectionate touches. Would lean forward enough and lift Lucifer up to bring their lips together, just a tad awkwardly with the angle. ]

Thank you. You do look extremely good on y’knees, when y’are there. Always make sure I appreciate the sight.

[ Hummed, tilting his head. ]

There might be a lot of hate in there, true, but there’s love too, as we both know. An’ other things besides those. Y’more than jus’ the hate, but it is part of you too. But I do also know y’pretty much the strongest bein’ I’ve encountered in terms of Who You Are, an’ you still Choose how t’act, even when y’seethin’ with rage an’ hate, an’ fuck do I admire that, even if I don’ always agree with the outcome.

[He’d teared up a little despite himself. Drops of water at eye corners while he’d been speaking. Couldn’t help that. It’s a vulnerable thing he does for Rook, baring out tenderness. Though it often felt like something of his shoulders afterward. He returned the kiss warmly and blinked his eyes clear.]

Heh. [Humored until the more serious bit. The bit that made him pull Rook down where he could hold him with his head on the man’s chest.] Fat good it does me. Or anyone else.

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..."

I just want to be pinned down and stretched out by a big cock forcing its way in my wet hole, getting fucked untill i can only moan and wimper while getting praised for taking it so well.

Hh. Fuck. Okay.

Just ended up catching up Pride's bottom with both his hands and dragging their hips in close together. Such a way as he ended up pressing semi-erection to one of Pride's thighs and Pride would ended up similarly.

Head held in place and pulse hammering away under the kisses on his neck. Breaths more than a little unsteady.

Pride had not a single fucking complaint at the hint of response to his movements. Not quite as fluid, but definitely fucking tenderized lately. Between his realization that he was grieving beings that he did not think he would ever grieve, to the sudden one-eighty that was falling in with the weird half-fae musician, to almost fucking dying too many times lately, he did not have quite as much desire to be playfully aggressive beyond the surface-level.

Ended up keeping one arm around Lucifer while the other coasted up and into his hair. Finding purchase there while he diverted his mouth to steady, maybe slightly greedy kisses along his jaw and down to his neck. Clinging, a bit. Always hungry for him whenever he could find the time and place where he was allowed to be. Where no one saw.

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[ Rook knows Lucifer loves him like precious few others. He just wanted to hear it out loud every now and then. Rationed them out, like they were precious treasures, because they were. He’d let Lucifer take his time, keeping up little affectionate touches. Would lean forward enough and lift Lucifer up to bring their lips together, just a tad awkwardly with the angle. ]

Thank you. You do look extremely good on y’knees, when y’are there. Always make sure I appreciate the sight.

[ Hummed, tilting his head. ]

There might be a lot of hate in there, true, but there’s love too, as we both know. An’ other things besides those. Y’more than jus’ the hate, but it is part of you too. But I do also know y’pretty much the strongest bein’ I’ve encountered in terms of Who You Are, an’ you still Choose how t’act, even when y’seethin’ with rage an’ hate, an’ fuck do I admire that, even if I don’ always agree with the outcome.

[He’d teared up a little despite himself. Drops of water at eye corners while he’d been speaking. Couldn’t help that. It’s a vulnerable thing he does for Rook, baring out tenderness. Though it often felt like something of his shoulders afterward. He returned the kiss warmly and blinked his eyes clear.]

Heh. [Humored until the more serious bit. The bit that made him pull Rook down where he could hold him with his head on the man’s chest.] Fat good it does me. Or anyone else.

“Yours to live in, but this apartment is mine. The shower is mine, the water is mine, the electricity is mine, and you are mine.” -Cetheran to Jin

Praise kink Degradation kink

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“You’re doing so well, you’re just a little whore aren’t you?”

“My pretty, brainless doll”

“You look pretty when you’re a struggling, desperate mess”

“That’s it, keep going you dumb slut”

“You’re such a good slut”

Inktober - 12 - Shattered.

[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. ]